Wife 1 gone.. turns out that now I’m a bit older and although I now know what I’m doing and what I like. Chicks weren’t throwing themselves at me as much and the ones that did were for different reasons.
i used to to work with your wife, she was a cow so how about it. Hmmm ok sure.
This now was early internet and broadband. Porn everywhere. I now had the ability to flirt with people anonymously all over the world. I found that there were sites for gay/bi/curious guys like me and was able to express my curiousness with like minded guys and perv at more penis and more pussy. I really enjoyed my cyber fun and guys liked chatting with me.
I just remembered something I used to do which should of been earlier. pre or early internet time I used to frequent public toilets and look for messages. I was never going to act or ring them but I was curious and excited.
Chatting away on gay contact sites you could narrow the search to locals. One thing I haven’t made clear is I lived in a country town of less than 25,000 people so kinda small. Some locals were kinda pushy I wasn’t into that. One local I got talking to was friendly and revealed quite a bit about himself. Like the fact that he was gay but married, where he worked etc. OMG I knew who he was.. I was very very excited, I revealed to him I knew who he was but I would definitely keep it a secret. I did and still do.. more later. He was disappointed I didn’t reveal myself and that I wouldn’t meet him.
I met met a girl interstate online we eventually met after much cyber and phone sex fun and she was a very horny girl who had some specific quirks. Although she was very experienced and loved anal said I was the first to ever cum in her butt. She also liked to be fingered vigorously from behind on all fours. A fun girl but to far away.
After a a few more one nighters of no particular note. The internet and my curiosity got the better of me and after chatting to a guy for a few weeks I agreed to meet him. Now we talked about what we could try before we met and what I think I might like.
I had told plenty of people people online that I’d like to try receiving or bottom and he knew that.. we discussed and agreed that I wasn’t quite ready. He asked if I’d kiss and I said probably not.
I drove to to his place and knocked on his door shaking with nerves. I sat on his two seater lounge thinking he’d sit with me.. he didn’t. We chatted and him sending my obvious nerves asked what do I want to do? Do I want to leave? I said no let’s go to your bedroom. We undressed and got on the bed face to face cock to cock.. we cuddled and I was rock hard, we stroked each other and then... kissed it was weird because of a tiny bit of stubble but it felt right. No regrets. We sucked each other and the rest is a bit of a blur. I’m sure we jerked each other to orgasm and after a little while I left.
Eventually I did meet wife number 2, she was 5 years older and right for me.. sexually she new what she liked and didn’t mind making noise and being fun in the bedroom.
I did enjoy the noises she made while sucking my cock it seemed like she really enjoyed it which did make for an even more pleasurable experience.
She did have other fun tricks like holding her nice tits together while I fucked them until I blew up her neck and face. She didn’t understand the fascination with coming on her face but she went with it. Good girl
once again my pleasure from hearing of her past sex life reared it’s head again with me attempting to get her to tell me sexy stories. She wasn’t so much into it. I then started to buy her toys her favourite was a modestly sized glass dildo. She loved the sensation and I loved seeing it in her but it didn’t quite satisfy my desire to see her really filled.
I did manage to get her to talk a little about a hung black guy she’d been with which was very much a turn on. So I bought her a very large ‘life like’ black dildo. ‘To big’ she said while I attempted to gently slide it in. Fair enough I suppose it really was big, very thick, quite impressive.
Then one day much to my delight she sent me a little movie.. a close up oh her lower naked body. Sitting down on the enormous thick black dildo. She had managed to take it all and was sliding up and down. Oh my, good girl. While sitting down all the way on the black dildo that was ‘to big’ she was rubbing her clit with what now seemed like her very small glass friend. She kept up this momentum until she started to shake and moan loudly. Great show geez I watched that a lot.
We would have naked days, where from getting up in the morning we’d be naked all day together. In the backyard spa playing 8 ball and cooking the bbq. She would randomly suck or rub my cock and of course I’d enjoy rubbing my hands all over her naked smooth body. Fun times.
Then came the dark clouds. She became very ill.
Not a story for here.
But we we had to travel to the big city for treatment. And lots of time to wander the city.
Now ive always been fascinated by Asian girls and peered into the window of a few city Thai massage joints. I found one and took the plunge. I thought you never know and got naked. She was very pretty and a great masseur. She was also very friendly and we chatted. But nothing more was offered and I was far to naive and nervous to ask. I visited that place a few times, never asked but alway got the same girl. Until I didn’t. This time it was an older Asian women and her massage wasn’t as good but it was better. A more touching of areas I was hoping for more attention to my butt and up between my legs. This was exciting. On the flip I was hard.. she covered me and massaged more. More ‘accidental’ brushes and the towel slipped off. There I was laying on my back naked and rock hard my ok sized cock pointing skyward. She made the what I know now as the universal sign for ‘you want me jerk you’ yes I nod. Nervous negotiating a price and happy days. Goodness me what have I been missing out on.
I think this girl was moved on or moved herself on and was coaxed into another place down the road by the same girl for the same pleasant experience on another occasion.
My my wife passed away. RIP
Well now it seemed I had a fascination with strippers and the pursuit of RnT places. I was relatively cashed up and through a lot of cash at strippers in Adelaide and Melbourne. I was a pretty easy and generous target but hey they made me feel good.
The mostly Handley street massage places were much more miss than hit but hey it was still fun.
One thing i noticed is that is that unlike the movies when a wife dies you don’t really get that endless supply of lasagne from the single ladies which is a shame because I do enjoy lasagne.
One lasy that did contact me was an old friend from school. The cute little really smart blonde girl I had a crush on back then. She contacted me innocently about the up coming reunion. We got chatting and chatting and got to know each other quite well over cyber space.
I think she she was leading the conversation to sex and my word.. starting with, have you ever etc and we’ll she certainly out did me. Showing me nudes,Telling me she had sex with her ex husbands mates wife in front of them. Showed me a no face pic of her and the girl with the double ended dildo. Wow..
Thay ended up separating and I got to know her while she was with a married guy she worked with who was promising to leave his wife. She told me of what they got up to away from his wife. Like her wearing no panties to work and flashing him. Daytime sex in the parklands amongst the bushes. All fun but kinda normal so far.
Mince they went to club x and had sex while lots of guys watched closely and wanted. Wow hot. He found a guy who wanted to try cream pie and they fucked in front of him and after she spread her smooth pussy for the stranger to lick his cum from her. That for me was a massive turn on. I asked if she had shared her bloke with another guy as in a bi 3 way. They had done it but he wasn’t into it. She then asked if I’d ever considered a guy and unfortunately I lied and said no. So she downgraded the question to ‘had I tasted my own cum’ of which I answered yes. That pleased her. I wished I’d been totally honest with her.
We kinda went our separate ways and both ended up with long term heterosexual partners..
funny thing is is there is still chances to tell her because we now socialise together
Of course as a young bloke I couldn’t keep my hand of it.
Managed to find some porn.. well more of a how to/positions type mag in my dads drawer. My first taste. Later I found some real porn in the bushes of my local park. How often did that happen back in the day. I had a best female friend I told her about the mags and we looked together. Clearly now knowing what I know.. who knows, but I got an embarrassing stiffy I hid and we did nothing. Stupid boy.
I was a very shy awkward kid but eventually got myself a girlfriend. She was very confident and outgoing. We went through the usual steps.. first kiss, first touches, oh my the first time I touched her pussy it was both really hairy and really wet. And of course amazing. From then on I had my hands in her pants whenever I could. This of course eventually led to first blow job and losing our virginity.
Mom sure it was all very clumsy and unsatisfying for her although she always accommodated my advances and was always wet.
I loved her.
Eventually she dumped me and I was devastated.
I spent the next 10 years chasing as much pussy and my shy demeaned and only slightly above average looks would allow. To a point where it was definitely my number one focus whenever I was out and about.
I think I was reasonably successful although standards did drop significantly to get my end away on more than one occasion. I tried not to let my mate know about these ones and only showed of and kept around the good looking ones. But my mates knew that my standards were low. I didn’t care.
My pick up technique was poor but for some reason girls gravitated towards me. I’m not sure if it was that some thought I was a catch, or they were just the female version of me and liked to fuck around.
I did have a couple of longer term girlfriends which escalated to more interesting, at the time, sex.
Like the first time a girl shaved he pussy for me I loved that.. and still do. Something about a smooth vagina. Very happy it seems to be ‘mandatory’ these days
The first time a girl let me use the other hole.. I loved that too, the naughtiness of it, the taboo. Many decades later my mate telling me he’s never done it and being married long term it’s not likely. I was proud to say that any girl I was with for longer than a couple months eventually let me fuck her ass. Proud as punch. Also many years later I discovered that some girls loved it and actively asked for it. Wow.
In this decade still pre internet I discovered I also like looking at cock, as in hard core porn mags with intercourse I also enjoyed looking at the guys cock.
This is of course I kept a secret.
I still loved getting up close close to all types of vagina. Innies all perfectly tucked away nice and smooth. Outies with the big lips hanging out, nice. All lovely.
Someof the lower quality girls thinking back , I wasn’t nice I just used them and moved on. But hey maybe they were doing it to me.. no one ever accused me of anything untoward apart from some mates saying I was a slut.
On that hat myself and two mates decided to have a competition, yes I know poor form. But the goal was who could sleep with the most different girls in one year. Not the most sex but the most girls. I took this comp a little to seriously. The only rule is you had to tell them who it was and we back dated it to New Year’s Day. I’m in I thought and then had to admit to my mate that the morning of New Year’s Day I went into his bedroom and encouraged the girl he slept with that night into my bed. Score 1 all. No shame. She was cute.
I won the competition
1 mate met his eventual wife
The other wasn’t as desperate.
I totaled 12 girls in 12 months all different a couple I’d been with before and 1 each of my mates ex girlfriends. Yep I know.
My first girlfriend did from time to time come back for more. I’d never turn her away and eventually was experienced enough to know how to make a girl orgasm. I think she may of taught me.
The girls I was with in this decade some I worked hard to get others were ridiculously easy. The easiest was my housemates girlfriend wanted to come over to visit him and late at night but had a friend with her. Rang to ask if it was ok if she cane over with her friend and I could fuck her. Ok sure so I did. She was a big girl but hey good fun.
Another was I’d move out of and away from town of said house and a girl had moved in. I’d come back to visit and needed somewhere to stay. Apparently it was ok to share her bed but nothing more. Challenge accepted. Turns out wasn’t a challenge at all. We slept together a few times after that.
Another revisit from the first girlfriend and of for some car sex and kinky chat.. I asked her if she’d slide down onto the gear lever of my car as I watched and she did. Wow. I liked that a lot. A lasting memory.
All the while I still liked looking at cocks and pussy when I could access porn magazines. Remember pre internet. I never discussed this fascination with anybody and I remember being with 3 mates and seeing something on tv saying 1 in 4 males have at least thought about male male sex and we all jokingly pointed to our best dressed buddy. But I knew it was me.
I had been in a couple of sex shops but only ever bought straight hard core mags so I could see it all. Eventually I got the ‘balls’ to buy a gay mag and I liked it. I spent a lot of time looking at that magazine
Having said that, I’m not attracted to guys just fascinated but cocks balls butts and sex. Same to this day.
My tally late in the decade was into the 30’s is that a lot..? I don’t know. But I decided to take a trip to the big city and phone and ad for a guy.. yes a guy to come and massage me. I was nervous despite some Dutch courage but we undressed and I seen a semi hard guy in real life for the first time and I wasn’t offended. He did ask me why and I told him that I was curious. So we layed together, him helping me fumble around. I will always remember that first touch of his semi hard cock. He encouraged me to rub him and then started to push my head towards it. I needed that and enjoyed sucking him. I jerked him of until he came and I sent him on his way. I didn’t cum with him but I certainly did re living it after he left.
I moved into a new job and made new friends. One in particular liked to tell intimate stories to me about his wife. Telling me how him and another mate used to fuck her together. This was a huge turn on, she looked ok. Eventually he asked me to fuck her with him but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I wish I did although I know it would be strictly heterosexual threesone.
Ahe however was determined so got permission from him to come and fuck me anyway. That was fun but kinda awkward. The closest we came to a threesome was ducking her in the next room. Eventually she started sneaking around
then we got married.
My mate shared her with me.. I took her away and married her.
She loved sex.. she was a dirty girl and insisted on sex almost daily. That much sex leads to experimentation
We had sex anywhere and anytime.. outdoors in public albeit under the cover of darkness was always fun. Using whatever I could find even slightly dick shaped a was able to push inside her. I enjoyed that. A few she was one who insisted often on anal sex if for whatever reason the front door was closed.
I kept my interest in penis a secret still. She was a loose canon although we did experiment a little, I enjoyed wearing her panties and she was ok with that. I liked it when I came in her mouth and she pushed it into mine. And she never questioned, out loud anyway, my sexuality.
The fact that that she had been involved in threesomes in the past excited me so I enjoyed getting her to talk about it. Getting her to talk about the big cocks she’s had. Getting her to tell me about the guys she’d like to fuck. One day she mentioned our doctor and on internal examinations she got very turned on and wet but nothing ever happened.
I did encourage her her to be flirty and wear very revealing clothes around a mate but once again nothing more happened. I guess I didn’t quite push it.
She eventually ran ran off with another guy and that’s fine we were both ready for the next chapter.