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Stories | 2016

a seduction of knowing smiles and lingering glances, a romance of unspoken desire. [m/f]

Breakups are difficult, and this was my first. I was 23 and had recently separated from my ex-wife. I was in a daze, and had no idea what to do with my life. I couldn’t bare the pity in the eyes of those that loved me. When my uncle asked me if I would be willing to relocate to Barcelona to oversee the renovation of the investment property that he and another uncle of mine had purchased, I jumped at the opportunity to escape my life in California.

panty fantasy leads to my popped cherry (mm)

background: throughout my teens I slowly developed a desire to experience sex as a woman. It started with some occasional crossdressing experiments trying on panties, bras, stockings and red lipstick whenever I could get my hands on some. I also began to picture myself as the girl whenever I was watching porn - I was mesmerized by the sexyness of a girl on her knees sucking cock and passionately getting fucked and a desire to experience this would begin to overtake me. I never acted on this fantasty till one night when I was 19 - and I had the house to myself.

Foursome [MFMF] with fun couple, great DP

My wife Joan and I met Don and Carol online. They were in their mid-40's (Hey all you 20-somethings - that's only "old" if you smoke and drink away your life), married-with-kids, and one heck of a lot of fun. Carol was a petite yet curvy, dark-haired beauty with a big smile, not much over 5 foot tall. Don was a tall, lean, good-natured guy with no qualms about Carol enjoying another man or woman... as long as he had his fun.

Anal is my Disney World (part 1)

I get angry a lot. That’s probably a weird way to start off any story, but for me that’s pretty much the core of my being. Most of the time it’s incredibly irrational, but to me, it’s always serious. I’m not sure how my wife puts up with it, because seriously, I don’t even want to put up with it and I don’t have a choice. She could leave if she really wanted to, but for some weird reason she sticks around. Sometimes I think it’s for situations like the one we had last night.

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