I've written about getting fucked before, but this is the very real story of my first time getting fucked. I had been chatting with Dennis for a few months. He was a good guy, really easy to chat with, and very patient too, given the amount of time spent messaging back for forth all those months. Well, after the months of chatting, the opportunity arose for us to meet. My girlfriend at the time was out of town and I was o...

The scent of sex wafted through my nostrils as I unzipped Glenn's jeans, the musky smell growing as I fished out his cock. Matted pubic hair, damp with the juices of his recent escapade, was further proof. He'd fucked his wife, or some other whore, before getting in touch with me. With his good looks, beautiful cock and insatiable libido he had a stable of willing mouths and holes at the ready. I had to admit I was jealou...

"That's where guys go to suck dick," Ashley blurted out. "What?!? Where the hell did that come from?" I laughed. "The boat launch we just passed by. Yeah, at least that's what I've heard. That's what the kids said back in high school, at least. A couple friends of mine even swore they saw our math teacher down there. That, and my parents always told me to steer clear of it if I was out wandering by myself. Between them an...

It hurt. It hurt a LOT!! Every thrust was painful, even with plenty of lube. There was no numbing, no getting used to the feel. It was just painful. Yet, I let him keep going, it had to feel good at some point. An hour ago I was buzzed chatting online, horny as always when I drank. I loved drinking and chatting online, it was harmless fun, playing a role while drinking. Living out harmless gay fantasies. I took it too far...

'I don't know how he did it, every day in those white tights,' I thought to myself, as I pulled a pair of tights up my legs. The semi-opaque white spandex stretched around my hardening cock. How the actor who played Robin, in the '66 Batman tv show, wore those tights without walking around hard all day, I'd never know. A wet spot forming on my tights as I slipped into my jogging pants and finished putting my street clothe...

The sound of the quarters hitting the floor shattered any sense of pride I'd had. The joy I felt with his dick in my mouth minutes earlier, gone, replaced with a deepening feeling of shame. There I was, on the floor, naked, except for the pantyhose. The drying spit and cum on my chin and chest, the wet spot on my hose, serving as sticky reminders of what had just happened. The old man laughing as he unlocked the door, my...

"Hey, hey. Finally Friday," Leo said, as he came into the warehouse. "How's my favorite cum dumpster?" he added, as he slapped my ass, hard, and gave it a firm squeeze."Ouch, Jesus!" I yelped, massaging where he had slapped me. "Favorite cum dumpster," I thought to myself. He was right though, I was. It had been about a year since I had switched permanently to the third shift. In that time Leo had had me in every way poss...

"I slapped her tits with my cock, rubbed my balls on her nose, and sprayed all over her face." That's the reason no one liked working with Leo. Not that he was a bad guy, he just had no filter when it came to speaking. Lines like that, to Leo, were as normal as "Good morning," or "Extra sugar with my coffee please." The early fall was the busiest time of the year for the factory. They would often run a first and second sh...

By the time I was 18 I had been dressing in my mom's lingerie for a few years. I had always liked to sneak into her room when she was out and try on her panties, bras, and other assorted lingerie. Her pantyhose were always my favorite though, they felt amazing on my slight,nearly hairless legs. As my passion for wearing pantyhose grew, I took to keeping a pair in my car and going for drives, changing into them and driving...