The week following my initiation, Ann continued my accelerated education. We spend every moment of free time in bed, well, the bed, the kitchen table, the couch, the balcony. Essentially, every possible surface you can sex on. I was eager to learn and Ann was thrilled to teach me. In our spare time, Ann let me into her world. She told me many of her adventures, but the thing that amazed and appealed to me the most was her...

I met Ann online. We chatted for a while and finally decided to meet. Against all odds, we hit it off pretty well and in a matter of weeks, we became a couple. The first few months were like wedded bliss, romantic dates, and outings, doing almost everything together. And of course the sex. Sex was incredible. Well, at least as far as I could tell, being young and very inexperienced. Ann was the same age as me, but it was...

As I grabbed my towel and headed toward the shower room I decided not to wipe the cum off my face. I walked over slowly with a towel thrown over my shoulder, cum still all over my face and a hard cock. I managed to turn some heads on my walk of shame or walk of pride. I rinsed off my body quickly and chose to explore the glory hole area. My cock was aching for some relief.  The glory hole area had a raised platform with s...

We were both dumbfounded and speechless. Susan stood there with my pants in her hand, visibly upset and just as speechless. “You didn’t chain the door?” I mouthed to Mark. He just smiled weakly and tune to his wife. “Honey, listen it's not what it looks like,” he started weakly. “Well, it looks like you were fucking John,” she abruptly stopped him,” or am I missing some crucial detail here?” “No, well, yes,” Mark muttered...

Mark and I were very much similar. Both in our mid-forties, married with medicare to non-existent sexual lives and what’s most important, bisexual. We’ve met initially through a friend of a friend from work. An occasional meeting for work turned into a more deliberate hangout. We lived in the same city and shared more than a few interests. We became friends a few months into it, sharing more and more time together. We eve...

Every time I travel to a city where there is a bathhouse I always try to spend at least a few hours there. This time was no different. Upon checking into my hotel, I ran a few errands and ate dinner. I'm bisexual but my indulgences in that world are rare. For that very reason, every time I do get to enjoy that, I try to make it as memorable as possible. I'm versatile and I enjoy giving just as much as receiving.  The bath...