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When I first got married, I’d never felt for anyone the way I felt for my new wife, Andrea. I’ve been with beautiful women before, with bright intelligent and soulful women, but being near her gave me a feeling that I never experienced before with any other woman. Don’t get me wrong, Andrea was as stunning a woman as any of them. She was a sultry feminine sex kitten with curves in all the right places and her intelligence was captivating. She was a luscious woman of substance. She nearly purred when she spoke. Amazing in bed. We were both tall and people said we looked perfect together. Andrea was 5-foot 9, with long wavy blond hair and ice-blue eyes, 125 lbs, great boobs and killer ass and legs. But she had more than just physical beauty; she had inner beauty as well. Her love made me want to be a better man. I suppose that I want to be a better man anyway, but Andrea gave me a reason. A woman like her is a rare gem.____
We worked well together. I think that having Andrea around made me a better person. I don’t know, maybe I help her in the same respect. I certainly hope so anyway. I'm not bragging but I’m smarter than most people, and she's smarter than I. She’s one of the most intelligent women that I’ve ever known and she has a quick wit, a terrific sense of humor. She likes me too; I can see it in her eyes, though I don’t know how much. I find that women are attracted to me, even if not at first, certainly not because of my looks but because of who I am. I want her because of the way I feel around her; I need her because she inspires me. Every day when I see her I breathe deeply and treat her as my dearest friend, as someone who I’ll protect. I’m happy that she’s part of my life. Just being around her gives me a funny feeling in my stomach and infatuation and sexual attraction are all a part of life. But I consider love to be a higher value. To me love is considering, and giving priority to, the wants and needs of the person you love. Otherwise, it’s just your sexual desires and needs.____
Andrea and I been married for almost 5-years, and we have two young children now, the youngest being almost seven months old now. Andrea’s a wonderful mother but ever since she had our son we never have sex any more. At first we used to be hot and heavy, sometime having sex one to two times daily, but lately it seems like she just doesn’t want to have sex anymore. Now I’m lucky if I get it once every two weeks, and even then she's not that into it. We tried talking about it but she says she just isn’t interested in sex any more. I figured maybe she wanted out of the relationship but she doesn’t. I also care about her very much but damn it, I need to have sex. I don’t think that she understands this.____
I’ve thought about cheating but I just don’t think cheating is right I don’t want to loose her but I don’t want to go through life without sex either. But I’m just out of ideas, I try to talk to her all the time about this but she just doesn’t want to listen.____
I’m a better than average looking man. I would say I'm at least an 8, possibly a 9 on a ten scale. I am in good shape though not muscular and I'm not fat at all. I make a 6-figure income; I take care of all the bills. I know not everyone wants to get down all the time; I don’t either, but come on.____
I’m so confused that my mind is in turmoil. The last time that I felt this helpless was when I was ten and some older boys raped me. It was in the downtown library in the aisles amongst all the books. As I remember I was about 9 or 10-years old at the time. It was summer, and for lack of something better to do, I was spending my days at the down town library. Summer was just starting when several older boys caught me in a deserted aisle where the shelves of books hid us from the Liberian and the other patrons. The boys from their behavior had just hit puberty and were anxious to try out their newly functional balls. They were too young and inexperienced to get a girl, so they chose the next best thing, a little boy.____
They took turns holding me, while one at a time they feed me their tiny un-cut penises and fucking my mouth. I’m not sure exactly how much force was actually necessary, because even though I wasn’t old enough to realize it yet, I was already queer. But, whatever the case, they made a lasting impression on me. After that I loved the taste of cum, was queer for un-cut cocks, and loved to have a macho guy order me around and make me suck his cock. ____
After the first day, no force or coercion was necessary. I spent the rest of the summer hidden in the back of the library, down on my knees sucking their cocks for them. I had so much fun sucking them off, that I was sorry to see the summer end. Once you've tasted cock you can't stop. When school started, I didn’t stop sucking; I simply found some new sex partners and continued my cock sucking elsewhere. I was able to keep pursuing my new hobby until I hit puberty and my interest turned to girls.____
Since I hadn’t mess with guys since I was a child, for about six months, even though I was more than mildly curious, I thought it was just a passing phase and that if I ignored it, it would go away. Wrong! The harder it was to get Andrea to have sex with me the more curious I became. By then I realized that it wasn’t just a phase and just how anxious I was to act on these new urges and to actually suck another guy’s cock again. I couldn't believe how comfortable I was with this realization. Even though I was ready to try sucking cocks again, I had no idea how to make it happen. As I studied on the problem my curiosity continued to grow.____
All this was running through my mind one weekend when Andrea and the kids were out of town visiting her relatives. I got dressed that evening with the intentions of dropping into a bar and having a couple of beers and maybe shoot a little pool. Instead I put on a pair…____
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On the Down-low____Part-2-of-5____The Plunge____
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All this was running through my mind one weekend when Andrea and the kids were out of town visiting her relatives. I got dressed that evening with the intentions of dropping into a bar and having a couple of beers and maybe shoot a little pool. Instead I put on a pair of Andrea’s sexy burgundy panties and drove into Dallas and headed for Cedar Springs where all the gay bars were located. Even though I was wearing a pair of panties, I continued to tell myself that I was only going for a beer. I self-consciously cruised the gay bars for two or three hours and the gays were all friendly, but unfortunately I was too ‘straight’ to fit in. Consequently I didn't have any luck. ____
By this time I was becoming obsessed by the idea of sucking a cock. My curiosity was so great that I thought my head was going to explode if I didn't hurry up and find a cock to suck. On the way home I decided to drop into one of the XXX-porno stores to see if something would happen. The most convenient one was the XXX Video/book store in Kennedale. As I secretly check out the gay magazines, I noticed that a couple of guys bought some tokens and went through a curtained doorway into another room. When I ask the clerk what was back there, he said individual viewing booths. Each room had a closed circuit TV that had over two-dozen different stations showing adult movies. All you had to do was drop in tokens and sit back and enjoy the movie. I thought what the hell, so I bought some tokens and headed back there. I couldn't believe what a sleazy place the viewing booth area was. It was like being in a boxing gym on a busy workout day. I could smell testosterone and sweat as I quickly grabbed a discrete booth in the back corner of the room near the restroom. ____
As sat down and dropped in a token in the slot, I noticed that there was a big hole cut through the wall. As soon as the movie came on I started switching channels, until I found a movie with two big macho guys playing with each other’s cocks. I was astonished as I sat there staring at the screen. I never even dreamed that movies like that even existed. As I watched, I couldn’t help wishing that I could trade places with the guy that was down on his knees sucking the others big hard cock.____
As I watched the movie, I heard the door of the next booth open and close. Without thinking I leaned over and looked through the hole. All I could see was a guy’s hand fondling his crotch through his pants. As surprised as I was, I still found myself hoping that he would masturbate so that I could see his cock. He didn't masturbate, but I still got my wish. He took out his cock, held it toward the hole so that I could get a good look at it. As I continued to lean over and look through the hole, I remember reading that these holes were called 'Glory Holes' and that they were there so a guy could stick his cock through it, and a guy in the other booth could suck. I even remembered the signal if you wanted to do the sucking. You laid your index finger in the ‘hole’ and then if the guy was interested in being sucked off, he would stick his cock through. ____
I found myself at a crossroad in my marriage; there in the next booth was a guy that could satisfy all my pent up curiosity. A curiosity that was so strong that it had been eating me up for over a year. The question was, did I really want to go through with this or not? This was a really traumatic decision for me. It was a step that once taken, could never be untaken. As I sat there and thought about my near sexless marriage, I realized that it was a step that not only did I want to but needed to take. My hand shook, with a combination of excitement and fear, as I slowly place my finger in the hole. The other guy wasn’t restrained by my fears because he had his cock in the ‘hole’ so quick that he almost laid it on my finger. ____
It had been so long that I’d forgotten what I was supposed to do, so I touched it. I couldn’t believe the feel. Even soft, it radiated both power and heat. It seemed to be a separate enmity from the rest of the guy’s body, as it pulsed with a life all its own. I played with it for a while, and then eventually I got up the nerve to ease back its foreskin and kiss its head. After a couple kisses, I slip the head between my lips. But I guess I was going so slow that the other guy got bored, because he jerked his cock out of the 'hole' and left the other booth in a huff. ____
The next booth didn’t stay empty long and my next try proved a little more successful. It was hard to tell through the ‘hole’ but the guy appeared to be a young Hispanic with a small un-cut cock. I was still pretty inept but at least this time I manage to get it into my mouth and make him cum. It tasted like seawater mixed with egg white and felt all slimy as it oozed over my tongue and down my throat. My first taste of man cum since I was a child was Mexican cum and I loved it. ____
Once I discovered XXX Video, I went cock crazy. I was there every time I could safely get out of the house. To be honest as long as I wasn’t pestering her for sex and was still bringing home my paycheck, I don’t think that my wife cared what I did. I got paid on the first and the fifteenth, so twice a month the night before payday, Andrea would fuck my brains out. ____
This night was no different; as soon as Andrea came to bed she started kissing me. By the time that she pushed me over on my back, I was so excited that pre-cum was pouring out of my rock hard cock. Straddling me, she sighed with joy as the thick column of my erection slid effortlessly into her slippery pussy. When my rock hard cock hit bottom, she rocked back and forth a few times and then was burned with a quick little orgasm. ____
I could feel the heat from her body as she sat there with my cock still buried in her. When Andrea caught her breath she leaned forward; her breasts pressed against my chest and kissed me. The effect of the quick little orgasm had turned her body into a blast furnace of excitement. Then I wiggled slightly and her whole body twitched in ecstasy as another mini-cum exploded deep within her. The sheer pleasure of knowing that she was loved caused this one lasted longer than usual. ____
Without removing my cock, I rolled her over on her back and found my rhythm. I was soon pumping in and out of her with slow sure strokes. I could feel her orgasm starting in every part of her body at once. When she finally leg go, her orgasm was such an endless storm of ecstasy that I think that she momentarily lost consciousness. A few seconds later I grunted and my cock exploded, hosing a hot load of cum into her pussy. She cummed twice more before we collapsed into exhausted sleep.____
But the rest of the month I was in the XXX-video store every Saturday and Sunday, morning, noon, and nights. Surprisingly, Sunday morning during church was a good time to suck cock. It was amazing how many guys snuck by to get their cock sucked while their wife and kids were in church. I was so cock crazy that I sucked every cock, except black ones that I could get my mouth on. ____
I remember the first uncircumcised cock that I sucked. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just nibble gently on the foreskin for a while. Then when he was hot enough so that the skin could retract, I took my hand, drew back the foreskin, and start sucking. As he got harder his foreskin drew back and went away, so I was lucky enough to end up with a huge cock. I’m sure that I’d seen them in the gym and public bathrooms but I had never really look at an uncircumcised cock before. This guy was very huge. It was thick, long, and wide, with a big mushroom head, and the extra skin was never an issue. I swear he had the best cock I'll probably ever suck. Once I had him going I made him cum just from running my tongue under his foreskin. ____
One guy that I use to like to suck off was a guy with leg braces. He would hobble in on his crutches and go straight to a booth. I could tell that he was self conscious about his braces, because he’d try to stand where they couldn’t be seen through the ‘glory-hole’. With the big dick that he had, he need not have worried. I would have sucked it anyway. The first time that I ever sucked him off, just when things were getting good, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, back away from the ‘hole’ and just stood there with his cock waving in the breeze. When I told him to put it back in the ‘hole’, he said, “I about to cum.” ____
“In that case,” I told him, “he'd better hurry and get it back into my mouth then.”____
He was shocked. “You mean,” he stammered, “you don’t care if I cum in your mouth?”____
I answered, “Hell, I want you to cum in my mouth. What do you think I’m sucking your cock for?”____
Needing no more encouragement, he quickly had is cock was back in my mouth and he did indeed quickly cum in my willing mouth. From his reaction, that must have been the first time that a guy had ever let him cum in their mouth and he loved it, especially when I swallowed it. ____
After that, any time that I saw him I made it a point to grab the next booth and suck his cock for him. I started sucking him off while I was still novice queer and later when I’d gained enough experience and confidence, I decided that it might be really exciting for him (and me) if I took him to a motel and sucked him off properly in a bed. He could get naked and besides sucking him off, I could show him how good it felt to have his balls licked. The next time I saw him in the parking lot, I was going to stop him and offer him the trip to a motel instead of a sleazy booth. Or, if the next time I saw him was already inside, I’d suck him a little bit, then make the offer. Funny thing was, he never showed up while I was there and I never saw him again. ____
One evening I used the restroom before I heading to the booths. As I was washing my hands I thought about the irony of me washing my hands. It did seem rather silly for me worry so much about washing my hands, after all I was on my way to the viewing booths to let strangers put their cocks in my mouth. Let’s face it, the cock they puts in my mouth is the same cock that they piss through. And other than smell, I have no way to make sure that they’re perfectly clean and germ free before I let them put them in my mouth. I mean really though, all a guy is doing when he takes a leak is holding his cock with his hand and then shaking it dry when I'm done. It's not like they’re pissing on their hands. ____
When the next guy stuck his cock through the ‘hole’ the very first thought in my mind was 'Pee, I'm sure there's pee, there's got to be, there is no way there is no pee.’ Then I noticed what a nice fat suck able cock it was and sometimes a guy’s just has to do what a guy has to do. ____
Before you heterosexual guys get all stirred up and bothered about me putting something that guys pee through in my mouth, remember that women pee too. That’s right, your wife or girlfriend’s pussy that you eat like it’s going out of style is used by ladies to pee through. I love eating pussy as much if not more than the next guy, but let’s face it; a cock is a hell of a lot easier to keep clean than a pussy. ____
One evening after I’d been back sucking cocks for about a month…____
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On the Down-low____Part-3-of-5____My First black cock____
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One evening after I’d been back sucking cocks for about a month, things were so slow that I was actually watching the movie, when I heard someone enter the adjoining booth. When I leaned over to see who it was, all I could see was a huge un-cut black cock that the black bastard was holding it toward the 'hole' so that I'd know that he wanted it sucked. As I thought to myself, "Does this fucking nigger think a southern white boy like me is going to suck his black cock?" It was my intention to jump up in ‘righteous indignation’ and storm out of the booth. But, for some reason I couldn’t seem to tear my eyes from the ‘hole’. His cock was so big and black that I was awe struck. I had never seen anything like it before in my life. Like the first cock that I tried to suck, it was pulsing with a life of its own. ____
To this day I don't know how it got there, but when I looked down my finger was in the ‘hole.’ When, in response to my finger, the nigger stuck his cock was in the ‘hole,’ I couldn’t believe the raw power and the heat that I could feel radiating from it. My face was so close that I could see the blood throbbing through the rope like veins that lined its ten-inch length. The golf ball size head looked like a huge purple plum peeking out of its coal black foreskin. Helplessly I reached out and touched it with one finger. When I bravely wrapped my hand around it, it felt like a piece of flesh-covered steel. As I slid off the seat and down to my knees, I thought, “OK, maybe I’ll play with it a little bit, while I get a better look, but there's no way in hell that I'm I going to suck a fucking nigger's cock.” It was so alive that I could feel its heat on my face, as I leaned forward and inhaled its wild untamed earth aroma. I could feel my eyes glazing over with lust, as I eased back its foreskin and touched its dark purple shaped head to my lips. I had to open my mouth so wide to get its big head between my lips and into my mouth, that I almost had to un-hinge my jaw. ____
He had the biggest cock that I’d ever seen. Even with both hands wrapped around the base of his big black cock, I still had more than a mouth full to suck. I almost couldn’t contain my excitement as I simultaneously stroke it with my hand and slowly worked my moist mouth up and down its length. Even with my mouth full, I still couldn’t believe that I was sucking a nigger’s cocks, and what was worse, I was enjoying it. Still trying to retain a shred of southern dignity, I thought to myself, "I may be sucking his black cock, but there was no way that I was going to let a nigger cum in my mouth." I might have been thinking no, no, but the nigger had other ideas. His balls suddenly clinched up and his cock swelled even fatter. My mouth was so full that I couldn’t have gotten his cock out of my mouth, even if I’d tried. His balls exploded and scalding hot nigger cum spewed into my mouth like lava out of a volcano. When he erupted, I was on a backstroke and my lips were wrapped around the base of his cock head, so I felt the full force of his gooey cum as it gushed into my mouth and oozed over my tongue and down my throat. ____
I couldn't believe how much fun that I was having kneeling there with the nigger's cock in my mouth and swallowing his huge load of hot cum. By all rights my life should have been at an all time low. In the last month I'd turned queer and went back to sucking cocks and to make matters worse I was sucking a nigger's cock. By southern Bible belt standards being a queer was an abomination, but sucking a nigger's cock was about as low as white boy you could sink. But, as I knelt there slurping up nigger cum, I didn't care what southern Baptists thought. All I knew was that I was sucking a big black nigger cock and loving every minute of it. ____
Nothing makes someone any hornier than sex, so I when the black guy vacated the next booth, I stayed where I was at and waited for someone else to use the booth. It was a busy evening so I didn’t have long to wait. When I heard the door opening and closing, I leaned forward and peeked through the hole. The guy was standing there unzipping his fly. As I watch he brought out his already swollen cock. It must have been a good 8-inches and was dripping pre-cum. With out any preamble, he stepped forward and stuck it through the hole. I scrambled down onto my knees and took him into my mouth. As soon as my lips closed around his shaft, he began to move his hips back and forth as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth. He wasn’t gentle, but I didn’t want him to be. ____
It wasn’t long until I felt him trembling that I knew he was losing control. As his lust boiled over, and he shuddered uncontrollably in the ecstasy of his orgasm, his spunk squirted in rivers into my mouth. ____
This booth was proving lucky. Even on a busy night, it’s very rare to find three guys in a row with big dicks. But that’s what happened. The next guy was equally as well endowed as the last. When he slid his cock through the hole and I deep-throated him, I heard him moan. I started bobbing up and down faster and faster, dragging my lips along his shaft. He groaned again as his cock flexed in my mouth, releasing what felt like a weeks supply of cum. ____
Later as I was driving home I thought about how much better mood I was in and how much better things were going at home, now that I was getting enough sex. Andrea still wasn’t putting out any more often, but now at least she seemed to look forward to our twice a month sex sessions. As a matter of fact tomorrow, I thought, tomorrow is even our sex night. ____
The next day I had to work late so didn’t get home until 9 o’clock that evening. When I got there, the lights were dim, and to my surprise Andrea was playing the seductress. I found her in the bedroom wearing a long, white flowing see-through nightgown that reached all the way to her ankles. The gown was so sheer that I could easily see her large dark nipples and the slit of her shaved pussy. ____
Sometimes Andrea didn’t like fore play, she wanted to get right to the fucking. I could tell this was one of those straight to the fucking times. I quickly stripped off my clothes, leaped into bed and crawled eagerly under her gown. The moan she let out when I kissed the lips of her already wet pussy proved that I’d guessed right. Ten minutes later when I came up for air, I glanced up at Andrea’s face and almost laughed when I saw the slightly glazed look in her lovely blue eyes as they floated up in ecstasy. When I lifted her gown and re-inserted my tongue into her pussy, Andrea’s back arched, and her knees opened wide to allow my mouth and tongue full access to her pussy. It wasn’t long until her hips were ramming up and down, mercilessly, rubbing her swollen clit against my face. Her moans became long, sobbing moans of pleasure. As Andrea’s butt lifted up and her pussy hung quivering in mid-air, stretched open, so that more and more of her juices flooding my face. She was writhing and tossing all over the bed, but I keep my face buried in her pussy until the seizure like orgasm had slowed down and gradual ebbed away.____
When Andrea caught her breath she returned the favor by going down on me. Andrea gives a damn good blowjob, but doesn’t like for me to cum in her mouth. So when I’m getting ready to cum, she pulls my cock out of her mouth, lays it between her breasts and lets me cum on her chest and her face if I shoot hard enough. That had always been satisfactory before but now it didn’t seem fair that a total stranger would let me cum in his mouth and my own wife wouldn’t. ____
As I’ve done it many times before, I turned Andréa over and put her on her hands and knees. Then I nonchalantly maneuvered behind her, put a hand no her hip and pressed the knob of my big cock against her swollen lip. An instant later, I was slowly pushing the big thing into her tight pussy. When I was in I started pumping into her with slow strokes, trying to find a rhythm that would give us both the most pleasure. ____
I’d be pumping away for about 10 minutes when I felt her squeeze her cunt muscles tight around my cock. I immediately plowed into her so deep that my balls were bumping against her. Two seconds later, I grunted and she was rewarded with a huge blast of cum surging into every nook and cranny of her pussy. ____
A couple of weeks later at the XXX-Video Store while a guy in the next booth was…____
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On the Down-low____Part-4-of-5____A Motel Room____
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A couple of weeks later at the XXX-Video while a guy in the next booth was sucking me off, he stopped and invited me to go to a motel. We went to one of the sleazy little by-the-hour motels up the road from the video store. It was the first time I ever went to a motel with another guy, and I was scared shit-less. I was about as afraid that I wouldn’t suck good as I was that he might try to hurt me. ____
By the time I was stripped down to my panties the other guy was already naked and lying in the middle of the bed. As I shyly crawled between his legs and cupped his ball, I told him how inexperienced I was, and that he might have to teach me what to do. After I’d sucked on him for a few minutes, he asked, “How long did you say you’ve been sucking cock?” When I told him for a couple of weeks and that his cock was probably the third of fourth that I’d ever sucked, he was amazed and said, “ If that’s all the experience that you’ve got, then you must be a natural, because you suck damn good.” Then he asked, “Where did you learn that trick that you do with my mouth?” I didn’t tell him, but it was something that I picked from an old girlfriend named Linda. Except she did it with here pussy and I did it with my mouth. I would take the guys cock into my mouth and clinch and unclench my mouth like Linda would do with her pussy. When she did it with her pussy, it felt so fantastic that she could make a guy cum without moving her hips. I figured that if it worked with her pussy, why not with my mouth? From the response I get from guys, it works. I just told him, I didn’t know. That when I was sucking cocks it just felt like the thing to do.____
One night, when Andrea and the kids were away for the weekend I dropped into the XXX-movie Theater, and for some strange reason I found myself alone. As often happened when this particular female clerk was on duty, when the crowed was this small, she had put on very explicit a gay-porn movie. Eventually a straight looking white guy came in and sat down near enough that I could strike up a conversation. We chatted but he came across as straight and not really interested in playing. Before long a black guy comes in. When the white guy got went to the bathroom, the black guy started a conversation with me. I guess he knew why I was there because quickly he told me that he was going to let me suck his cock. Then he suggested that the three of us, the white guy, him, and myself, go motel and party. I told him that I curious about what anal felt like, and I’d go if he would fuck me. ____
The white guy came back, even though I thought that he was straight, I ask him if he wanted to join us. Ten minutes later the three of us were down the street in a sleazy little by-the-hour motel room. The look of lust on both their faces, as they watched me slowly strip, made me shiver with anticipation. By the time I was down to my panties, the two of them were kneeling naked on the end of the bed waiting for me. The black guy liked my panties so much that he told me to leave them on. When I leaned over and kissed the head of his black cock, he laughed and pushed me to my knees on the floor at the foot of the bed. As he continued to laugh and call me a slut, the two of them playfully rubbed the head of their cocks all over my face. As I knelt there enjoying the feel and the warmth of their cocks on my face, I reached up and gently fondled their balls. Eventually I took both their cocks in my hand and even though it was a tight fit, put the head of both their heads in my mouth at the same time. ____
When my knees go tired, the black guy moved to the head of the bed and leaned back on the pillows. Then with the white guy lying there watching, I crawled between the black legs, I went all the way down his big black cock practically swallowing it whole. Pressing my lips tightly around the base, I started moving my mouth up and down. After I sucked and slurped on his cock for a couple of minutes, he raised me up by my hair and said, “Damn, you little slut, you really do like to suck cocks don’t you?” Then he shoved my face back down so I could finish sucking him off. He laughed out loud when, after he ejaculated in my mouth I swallowed his load, and kept right on sucking. He laughingly called me a ‘little cum slut’ as he wrapped his fingers in my hair and guided my mouth up and down on his shaft.____
Before my mouth could get him off again, he made me stop sucking and get up on my hands and knees. He quickly pulled off my panties and smeared lubricant around and into my virgin ass hole. Afraid of the pain when a cock that big pierced my ass, I quivered with fear, and tried to relax my sphincter muscles when I felt the head of his big cock pressed against my ass. I need not have worried. This guy knew what he was doing so well that except for the initial thrust there was no pain. Three of four strokes later, I could feel his balls flopping against my naked butt. I didn’t think it would be possible it to feel any better, when I felt the fingers of his left hand twist cruelly in my hair and the palm of his right hand smack against the cheek of my naked butt. The swat stung with a combination of pain and bittersweet pleasure. Soon his cock was pumped in and out of my ass, as his palm continued to crash against my tingling butt cheeks. It wasn’t long until I felt him tense up as he climaxed. ____
After that I removed his condom, I washed off his limp cock with a damp washcloth. The black lust couldn’t help laughing about what a slut I was, because as soon as I had him squeaky, clean I went back down on him and sucked him hard again. I would have sucked him until he cummed in my mouth again, but he had other ideas. As soon as I had him good and hard again, he flipped me over on my face and made me spread my legs. Spreading my butt cheeks, he enthusiastically rammed his cock balls deep in my quivering ass. This time, as he pounded my ass he roughly grabbed my hair and yanked my face up so the white guy could get his cock in my mouth. It was fantastic. As the white guy held my face and rammed his cock in and out of my mouth, the black guy hung on to my hips and pounded my tight ass. ____
It wasn’t long until we were all three ejaculating, the white guy in my mouth, and the black guy in my ass and me all over the bed. By this time I was too spent to continue. Now I knew how a well-fucked girl felt. My ass tingled with pleasure as I dressed and stumbled out to my car for the drive home. ____
By now I was spending all my free time in my two favorite video stores, one with viewing booths in the back room and one with a porno theater in the back. Often in both places I would hook up with guys that would invite me to a motel. Although it was rare, sometimes they would even invite me to their home. Besides the porno stores I was also placing and answering personal ads in swinger magazines. ____
I got a few nibbles, and then a guy named John contacted me. John was some kind of engineer and traveled for his company, but after a few probing faints back and forth by snail mail we meet at a convenience store near the porno stores and I followed him to a near by motel. From John’s letters I assumed that he was more experienced than I, but once we got into the room he was a little ill at ease as if he wasn’t sure what was going to happen. Apparently I knew more about what we were doing than he did, so I suggested that he go ahead and strip and then lay down on the bed. He was so shy that he would always dim the lights, and then go into the bathroom to undress. Once I had John comfortable, I gave him a little show as I stripped down to my panties. Most guys really seemed to get off on my panties so I always left them on as long as possible. ____
With a knowing smile, I crawled between John’s outstretched legs and rubbed his cock all over my face as I gave his big, hairy balls a good licking. Next I licked and kissed its head as I eased down his foreskin. By the time I put his blood engorged head against my soft lips and took his big fat cock into my warm moist mouth, John was more than ready to have his cock sucked. I couldn’t believe how much he enjoyed cumming in my mouth, especially when I swallow his big man size load of cum. ____
After I finished him off, it was John’s turn to suck me off. He’d get on top of me in the ‘69’ position, and then while I either held his big hanging balls in my mouth or sucked his cock, he’d suck me until I cummed in his mouth. ____
I guess John like the way I sucked cock because after that anytime he was in town, we’d meet and I’d suck his cock. The more I sucked him, the better I got and the more he liked it. He seemed to like it when I’d bring him almost to an orgasm, and then back him off. I would usually do this about 2 or 3 times before I’d let him cum. sometimes by the time I would let him cum he was too spent to even suck me off in return. ____
A lot of the time, when he'd get back in town he’d meet me for one of my fantastic blowjob before he would even go home to his wife. We managed to meet about 2 or 3 times a month for about a year. Then his company kept him out of town for almost a year. During that time he was only able to get back into town on weekends when his wife was off work so we couldn’t meet. ____
John, was no different from other guys, he liked to talk while he was getting sucked off. And, like other guys he had a story about child hood cock sucking. As a child he spent most of his summers on his grandparent’s farm. Sending a kid to the country was a very common practice back in the days when fresh air and farm work was considered good for kids. The summer when John was nine, an older cousin also spent the summer there. The house was small so not only did he and his cousin share a room, but they also shared a bed. His cousin must have just hit puberty and was still excited about his new balls, because the first night John woke up and caught his cousin jacking off. John feigned sleep, and even though he had no idea what his cousin was doing, he watched him anyway. By the second night, he was so mercerized by the white liquid that would come spurting out of his cousin’s cock, that he was watching him openly. He was so openly fascinated that his cousin let him touch his cock, even stroke it a time or two. I guess his cousin like the feel of someone else’s hand on his cock, because by the third night, not only did his cousin let him touch it; he let him completely jack him off. John loved using his hand to pump the hot gooey white liquid out of his cousin’s cock so much that he could hardly wait for bedtime so that he could do it again. ____
A couple of night later, his cousin told John that if he though jacking him off was fun that john should try putting his cock in his mouth. He was right; when his cousin's cock spewed the hot gooey liquid into his mouth, John loved it. After that John kept his cousin’s cock in his mouth as much as possible. Not only did John suck him off every night when they went to bed, but he also sucked him off every chance he got. John sucked him off in the bathroom, in the bathtub, in the barn, the woods; in short John sucked him off virtually any place that he could get him alone. ____
When summer was over John and his cousin went their separate ways, never to spend the summer together again. ____
John played around with a couple of his little playmates, but for all practical purposes his cock sucking days were over. He finished high school, went to college, got marred, raised a family, and completely forgot about his adolescent cock sucking. Forgot, that is until he reached his 40’s. Then for some reason John’s mind wondered fondly back to that carefree summer that he’d spent innocent sucking his cousin’s cock. As he remembered how much he enjoyed sucking his cousin’s cock, John wondered if sucking a cock would still be as much fun. Out of curiosity, he visited a XXX-Video store and discovered that, not only was it still fun to suck another guy's cock, but that it was even more fun letting the guy suck his.____
Eventually john’s company got a contract that kept him out of town so long that we eventually lost track of each other. About 2-years later I saw another one of his ad in a swingers magazine and we exchanged a couple of letters but we were never able to hook up again. ____
To be continued…____
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On the Down-low____Part-5-of-5____Role-play and swallowing____
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I’m not sure what was going on but Andrea’s and my love life was improving. We were all the way up to three times a moth, and now it was always intense. As much as I loved her sweet pussy and no matter how intense it got, I just couldn't give up my cock sucking. One night we were so energetic that we vibrated the slats loose from the bed frame, and the mattress fell completely to the floor. We were so caught up in the throes of our orgasms that neither of us realized it until I tried to get out of bed, and tripped over the frame when I tried to get up.____
Even though she still wouldn’t let me cum in her mouth, Andrea was really getting into sucking my cock. She’d crawl on top of me in the 69 position with her pussy pushed against my face. As I ate her pussy, she’d suck me to near completion. Then, as she held my cock tightly between her breasts, she’d licked its head until I would shot my hot cum all over her chest and chin. I was still bothered by the fact that total strangers at the porno bookstore would suck me to completion but my wife wouldn’t. This type of sex went on for a couple of months until one night instead of letting Andrea move my cock down between her breasts, I wrapped my legs around her head and held her in place while I cummed in her mouth. She must not have liked the taste of cum though, because as soon as she could get her hands on a Kleenex, you never heard such sputtering and spitting. On our next sex night, when Andrea crawled on top of me, she used her arms to block off my legs so that I couldn’t use them to trap her again. Over the next two or three weeks I managed to cum in her mouth about 3 more times. By the fourth time, she either got use to the taste or she just gave up. After that every time that we had sex Andrea would let me cum in her mouth, but she still promptly spit my 'cum' into the Kleenex that she now kept conveniently beside the bed. ____
The Kleenex thing went on for about six months. Although I never said anything about it, every time that Andréa spit out my 'cum' I was deeply offended. When I got her juices in my mouth I didn’t make a big production out of spitting it out. I just swallowed and kept licking and eating. Then one night I locked my hands on the back of her head and held her face so tight against my crotch with my cock still buried in her mouth, that she had no choice but to swallow my 'cum' or to choke on it. She chose to swallow it. After forcing her to swallow my cum 3 or 4 more times, force was no longer necessary. Once she’d developed a taste for man 'cum', she gulped it down without any more prompting from me. ____
It was about a month after Andréa she began to freely swallow my cum that things changed. As soon as I’d cum in her mouth, Andréa would give me the most sensuous open mouth kiss that I’d ever had in my life. The kiss was so hot that if Andréa hadn’t already been naked, I’d have immediately ripped her cloths off and ravaged her body right on the spot, twice. I’m so egotistical that I thought that the kiss was the results a combination of my superior sexual performance and the sweet taste of my 'cum'. Whatever the reason,
It was now a regular part of our lovemaking. ____
It was about a month after Andrea she began to freely swallow my cum that things changed. As soon as I’d cum in her mouth, Andrea would give me the most sensuous open mouth kiss that I’d ever had in my life. The kiss was so hot that if Andrea hadn’t already been naked, I’d have immediately ripped her cloths off and ravaged her body right on the spot, twice. I’m so egotistical that I thought that the kiss was the results a combination of my superior sexual performance and the sweet taste of my 'cum'. Whatever the reason, it was now a regular part of our lovemaking. ____
About three months later, I found a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine hidden under Andréa’s side of the bed. The feature article gave women advice about performing oral sex on their husbands. Cosmo made it absolute clear that being forced to suck their husband’s dick and letting him cum in their mouth was horrid and a form of spousal abuse. But, a form that nearly all wives would likely be forced to endure in order to keep their husband. Having their husband cum in their mouth was bad enough, but then being forced to swallow his ‘semen’ is almost more than any ‘decent’ woman could tolerate, even to keep her husband. ____
About three months later, I found a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine hidden under Andrea’s side of the bed. The feature article gave women advice about performing oral sex on their husbands. Cosmo made it absolute clear that being forced to suck their husband’s dick and letting him cum in their mouth was horrid and a form of spousal abuse. But, a form that nearly all wives would likely be forced to endure in order to keep their husband. Having their husband cum in their mouth was bad enough, but then being forced to swallow his ‘semen’ is almost more than any ‘decent’ woman could tolerate, even to keep her husband. ____
According to Cosmo, if a wife was forced to swallow her husbands cum then, her husband should be forced to share in their degradation. The article told the wives that after their husband cums in their mouth, instead of swallowing it, they were to hold his cum in their mouth and give their husband an open mouth tongue kiss. During the kiss, the wives were to share their husband’s cum with him. By the time that I read the article I was so taken by the taste of my own cum that I didn’t care how much of it I had to eat as long as Andréa kept sucking me to a climax. ____
It seemed like, once Andrea started swallowing my cum her sex drive increased. She upped our love making to once a week instead of twice a month. Once she discovered role-play, her imagination went into over drive and for the next year I never knew what to expect. For instance, one cold, rainy night, after the kids were in bed asleep, there was a knock at the back door and when I answered the door, there stood Andréa in her big knee length winter coat, with her Russian style matching fur hat on her head. I loved her in that out fit, the coat and the hat both match her blonde hair and set off her sky blue eyes. As soon as the door was shut behind her, Andrea smiled and dropped her coat. There she stood, except for her fur hat and her high heels, naked as the day that she was born. Andrea looked so damn hot, that right there in the middle of the kitchen; I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pretty little pink pussy. My tongue made her climax so hard that her knees gave away causing her to fall helplessly across my shoulder. Her massive orgasm left her so weak that I had to lift her up and carry her bodily to our bedroom. ____
As soon as I lay down beside Andréa she ran her fingers through my hair as she tiled my head up for a kiss. Her tongue darted into my mouth as I grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. Then we dry humped like a couple of teenagers as she wantonly tugged at my clothing. ____
Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she stroked it as her eyes stared right into mine. With a mischievous grin she eased back the foreskin and took it into her mouth. Soon her head was bobbing up and down as my cock moved in and out of her mouth. She was going down so far that on the in stroke I could feel the head bump the back of her throat. ____
As I straddled her, Andréa grabbed my still hard cock and guided it into her already wet pussy, and wrapped her long legs around my waist. Soon she was keeping up with me stroke for stroke as I fervently pumped my cock in and out of her snug pussy. Grabbing the cheeks of her firm ass, I humped her pussy until she began to groan and whimper. Her juices were roiling over and running down her crack to her ass and on down to the sheets. When she erupted, I couldn’t tell if she was going to cry, scream, faint, or all three. Her juices covered my plunging cock and drenched my balls as I continued to pound her. ____
She went limp as I lay over her tummy, spewing my remaining goo in her demanding pussy.____
Once it was over, Andréa cooed, “Oh, god, that was good. You really know how to fuck!” ____
Andréa’s winding up naked at our back door in the middle of the night turned me on so much that we fucked for a couple of hours. I left her so spent that she literally passed out from exhaustion. ____
On our next sex day she called me at work and told me to be home by 8 o’clock that evening. When I got there, except for a soft glow coming up the hallway, the house was dark. The glow turned out to be candle light emanating from the bathroom. When I stepped into the bathroom, I found Andrea lying neck deep in bubble bath and looking sexy as hell with the candlelight reflecting off her erect nipples as they peeked through the suds. Have you ever tried to undress while you were kneeling beside a bathtub and sucking on a girl’s hard nipple? It wasn’t easy, but I managed. When I stepped into the bathtub, I put my feet on both sides of her hips and knelt over her chest so that my cock as lying between her breasts, the head only inches from her mouth. With a little sneer, Andrea took my cock and started rubbing it around on her breasts. When she finished rubbing her breasts with my cock, she leaned forward and kissed its head. Then she parted her lips and took my hard cock into her mouth. Looking down I watched my cook slid into her mouth until I feel my balls flop against her chin and her nose is nestled in my pubic hair. Taking her by the back of the head, I hold her there as I savor the feel of my cook encased in her warm mouth. When I let go, she started to slowly work her mouth up and down my shaft. As Andrea eagerly worked her mouth up and down my shaft, I felt my balls tighten, then spasm with ecstasy as they filled Andrea’s mouth and throat with my hot creamy cum. ____
It was a good thing that in SCUBA class they taught me to hold my breath for a long time. Because when I parted the lips of Andrea’s pussy and went down on her, my face was about 6 inches under water. After I gave Andrea an under water orgasm, with my legs still on either side of her hips, I sat down between her legs feel back against the end of the bathtub and gasp for breath. When my legs would work again, we adjourned to our bedroom, and fell onto bed in the 69-position, with her on top and me on bottom. I preferred the bottom position because I just loved the way her long silky blond hair would cascade down and tickle my balls while she was sucking my cock. Licking her hot pussy got Andrea so excited that while she was sucking on my cock that she was grinding her clit against my face. The beauty of this position was that we would both almost always climax at the same time, and tonight was no exception. When my churning balls over flowed and my 'cum' would hit her throat, Andrea would go off in a long chain of lightening fast orgasms. Her pussy juices would literally gush out of her pussy into my mouth and all down my face. By the time Andrea finished cumming, the sheets for a foot around my head would be as wet as if she’d peed the bed. I loved the way Andrea cummed; she was what is called a ‘squinter’. When she was really excited cum would shoot out of her pussy like cum shooting out of a cock. ____
Andrea was a screamer, too. Even with her mouth full of cock, it was impossible for her to hold back her moans and shrieks of pleasure. Her orgasms were so intense that when her body stopped convulsing, she collapsed onto my chest in a coma like stupor. We lay there with her pussy against my face and her cheek resting in my pubic hair. I revived her by gently and softly blowing my warm breath into her slightly gapping pussy. When she came back to life I rolled her over on her belly, filled her hot pussy with my stiff cock and hard fucked her dog style. A few more orgasms and we were both so exhausted that we collapsed into bed and were soon fast asleep in each other’s arms. ____
Then there was her cute little pre-teen catholic schoolgirl persona. In this persona Andrea wore white ruffled panties, a starched white blouse, penny-loafers with white knee socks, and a blue and white plaid skirt with suspenders. She would carry a 3-ring notebook binder and schoolbooks. Besides adding freckles to the bridge of her nose and cheeks, her hair would be parted in the middle, and pulled into little pigtails on both sides of her head. I called the pigtails ‘doggie ears’ and she wore them because she knew that the mere sight of them would instantly arouse my inner passions and made me as hot as hell. I use to use them as handles to control her head movement while she was sucking my cock. ____
One cold Saturday evening I was working in my workshop when I heard a knock, and then a very naked Andrea opened the door and walked it. By the time the door closed, she had my pants unzipped and was down on her knees sucking my cock. I wasn’t ready to cum yet, so I picked her up and carried her over and sat her on my workbench. Parting her long shapely legs, I lowered my face to her crotch and ate her hot little bald pussy. Two orgasms later, I stood between her parted legs, and watched her grab my hard cock and lodge its swollen head between the puffy, pink lips of her pussy. Rocking forward, I drove my hard, un-cut, 7 ½ inch cock into her pussy all the way to the hilt. With her legs wrapped around my waist, I pounded her hot pussy until she screamed out in pleasure. As I stood there trying to catch my breath, Andrea leaned over and started kissing my chest. Then with a wicked grin, she moved her mouth slowly down my torso, licking my nipples and kissing my stomach. When she reached my hairy crotch, Andrea started flicking her tongue around the head of my erect cock and then she sensuously licked our combined juices off the length of my shaft. Then she parted her lovely red lips and engulfed my now throbbing cock. I felt her fondling my 'cum' swollen balls, as she slid her eager mouth ever so slowly up and down the length of my rigid shaft. By the time she took my now limp cock out of her mouth, my balls were no longer cum filled. She had sucked them dry. ____
Other times she was a housewife. Like any normal housewife her hair would be up in curlers, with no makeup, fuzzy house shoes, a flannel nightgown, and ‘granny’ panties. In this persona we usually wound up fucking on the floor. But no matter where we fucked, Andrea’s female cum would gush out of her pussy like water coming out of a tap. She would moan and groan, and spew out cum by the buckets full. What I could never figure out how someone as wonton and uninhibited as Andrea was could only be interested in sex once a week or less. ____
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