I met her online. Okay, I know, it can be dangerous, but I’m at an age where danger is what I’m after. It wasn’t a dating site. It was a sex site for libidinous people like me. Aren’t we all!

She had posted pictures that are smutty, obscene, crude, lewd, whatever you might call pussy pictures, finger fucking, a dildo fuck, transgender, anal, a blowjob, et cetera. She wasn’t bashful about sharing her erotic pleasures and sent pictures of her eating out both men and women. I had never met a woman so crazy for sex.

 I couldn’t help myself and wrote to her in April. She didn’t reply. I sent her some of my dick pictures and a video of me shooting cum in a martini glass and drinking it. It seemed smutty enough to get her attention. All she wrote was, "Yum! Nice cock, but I’m bicurious. I have a girlfriend, and I’m married to a gay guy.”

 I wrote back and said I wanted to meet them. She said she favored cunts more than dicks. I said, “So do I. We can make it a threesome with your girlfriend.” I didn’t hear from her for two or three weeks. I was encouraged when she finally wrote, saying her name was Katerina. I said mine was Peter Nolan, but it wasn’t. We were making progress.

 Over a few weeks, I sent more pictures, some with me screwing my girlfriend. Katerina sent me a link to a website where she and others were having sex with transgender women. I was out of my mind, horny. I begged her, telling Katerina how I needed to join her and her friends.

 At the end of June, she wrote that her husband, Karl, said it would be okay if I met them. There was an obstacle. I live in the United States. She lived in the Czech Republic. It wasn’t a problem.

I flew into Vaclav Havel Airport Prague on an overnight flight, and we met at the airport. Katerina introduced me to her husband. They both spoke perfect English, so communication wasn’t a problem. They took me to their home a half hour from the airport. Before I unpacked, Katerina and I fucked with her husband in the next room watching soccer. Karl told me the next morning that he was accustomed to his wife taking strangers to bed. Then he added, it was only unusual that you are a man. We have a compatible arrangement. She likes women while I prefer men.

 After dinner, Karl took videos of me fucking his wife, posting it on their amateur porn website. God, she was amazing, or maybe a great actress! Actress or slut, it was evident that Katerina loved sex, and she liked to be in charge. 

At first, she sat on my head, making sure I found her clit. She spread her pussy lips, pinching her sensitive jewel that popped out of its hood like a miniature penis. Sucking it just made it swell even more, followed by Katerina’s repeated orgasms.

Next, it was my turn. Katerina had an unusual but effective way of having me cum. Instead of taking me in her mouth, she firmly squeezed my cock, licking the underside of my bulbous head. It was unbelievable because even though the sensation was exceptional, I had no urge to cum right away. So, the pleasure lasted and lasted, but when I finally ejaculated on her face; it was an explosion.

In the morning, Karl saw me stepping out of the shower. “Dobré ráno,” he said.

“Good morning, Karl.”

“I hope you had a pleasant evening. Katerina was very pleased with you. We both think you have a nice body and a beautiful cock. When we saw the pictures you sent, that is why we invited you here. Katerina thought you would make a good lover for me.

 What?” I asked. “You wanted my cock, not Katerina?”

“Of course. Do you mind sharing?”

“Yes, I mind. I’m straight.”

“You know, Peter, men need to have intimate relationships that don’t include women. Women seem to be more comfortable having sex together than men. Certainly, Katerina feels that way. You might be surprised at how lustful it is to be with a man. I’ll get us started,” and he pulled out a mostly erect cock. “You see, just looking at you is getting me hard. It doesn’t take a woman to stimulate us.”

Karl stroked himself into a hard, swollen erection and said, “What do you think?”

I wanted to be polite and said, “You have a handsome cock, Karl.” It was okay, slightly curved with pronounced veins, twenty centimeters long. In inches, that’s almost eight. His balls were shaved and hung low like a sack of figs. I turned to go and said “I need to get dressed, Karl.”

“Let’s get you up, first.” He came close to me and stroked me into a growing erection. I felt uneasy but was surprisingly aroused, feeling my cock swell, making it stronger each minute.

“Help me, Peter. I’m so turned on I need a hand. Give my penis a hug.” I had never touched another dick, only my own. It was already hard and pulsating when I gave him a couple of light squeezes.

I was caught between a new kind of lust and apprehension. Lust always wins me over. We stroked each other until Karl went down on me and took my dick in his mouth, making me forget about resisting. I couldn’t wait and came almost immediately.

“Ooh, that was a mouthful, Peter. You made me so happy. Now it’s your turn, Peter. I want to make you happy too,” he said compassionately.

I had never sucked cock and had always thought it was demeaning. This was different, more like a matter of ‘when in Rome …’. I was consumed by a certain kind of desire I had never had before. I had to try it and sucked him off.

So, there I was for the first time with a mouthful of the man’s cum. He had lasted a lot longer than me, but not that long. The taste was salty and new, an acquired taste. Karl gave me a glass of vodka to wash it down. 

We were sitting in the kitchen, still naked, for over an hour, drinking vodka and talking about America and music. I wasn’t dunk but had a good buzz with an erection that just wouldn’t quit. When our conversation turned to sex, he said he wanted to fuck me. I assured him I wasn’t ready for that, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“Look, Peter, you came here for sex. This is what we do, and I expected you to be my guest in the same way as you are Katerina’s guest.”

“I understand, Karl, but I’ve never been fucked by a man.”

“You’ll like it both ways. After I finish, you will pleasure yourself in me. In the end, we’ll be pleasuring each other. Now, bend over the table and show me your ass.”

I didn’t like it, but I bent over, feeling rather ridiculous.

“Spread your butt.” I pulled my cheeks apart, and he squirted something in my anus. He fingered my butthole for a minute or two, with me taking deep breaths in anticipation of the inevitable. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. Then all of a sudden, he was in.

“Ow, oh, oh my God.” I wailed. After five or six thrusts, I began to relax, and my rectum was more accepting of his rough treatment. He wasn’t slowing down when I groaned and groaned; he continued to pound and pound even harder.

What I remember was the euphoric feeling on my prostate that made the experience more than worthwhile, even enjoyable. Eventually Karl finished with a half dozen warm, creamy squirts, giving me a hug and a kiss as his way of giving thanks.

“You are so tight. Fucking an anal virgin is the best. Did you like it, Peter?” he asked.

“It wasn’t what I had I expected—not bad but not good. I loved the prostate stim.”

“You’ll get a second pleasure when you do me.”

We talked some more and drank vodka before he led me to a cushy sofa. “This is my favorite place to be with my lovers.”

The vodka had made my head swim, and my hard-on wasn’t as firm as I wanted, but it was getting there. When he sucked me into a respectable erection, my cock was covered with saliva and he told me to push it in. Karl laid back on the sofa with his legs resting on my shoulders, pulling his ass cheeks apart. I found his hole and penetrated only a short way, then a little further. I thought I’d feel some resistance going in, but that didn’t happen, although it was a little slow. going at first. Finally, I felt the need to get it all the way in. Between grunts of pleasure, he demanded, “Fuck me fast and hard, Peter.” 

I don’t know how to explain the feeling. At first it was weird being on top of a man with my cock, balls deep in his fuckhole. Maybe I was feeling guilty. I felt nervous and unsure of myself for certain, but my hard prick told another story. It was saying, Go for it, fast and furious! I stopped questioning myself and let nature take control. I stroked Karl while I banged into him like I was fucking a whore.

It took time, but I came like a bull in a heifer. He pushed my head down and told me to finish him off. He came a long moment later, filling my mouth with another massive load. He told me I had done good for the first time. “There is nothing more rewarding than a man squirting inside me,” he said.

After my first gay experience, I couldn’t walk straight and stumbled into bed. I needed a rest, and I stretched out on the bed, immediately falling asleep.

“Did you sleep well?” Katerina asked when I woke up late that afternoon.

“Very well, thanks. Jet lag.” I said, but the reality was a sore butt.

“You’ll get over it, Peter. Now it’s time to get dressed. Tonight, we go to a party. You’ll meet our friends.”

It was a light dinner party like a buffet. Everyone was friendly, especially a voluptuous middle-aged woman wearing fishnet stockings and prodigious cleavage highlighted by no bra.

Katerina introduced me to people whose names only a Czech could pronounce but avoided the youngest girl in the group. She was a seriously attractive girl about twenty, standing nearly six feet tall with long blond hair. She reminded me of the all-American college cheerleader.

After about an hour, the cleavage lady came up to me and introduced herself. “My name is Gwen,” a name I could pronounce. “I’m an expat from Denver. I came here with my daughter. You must be the American Katerina told me about.”

“Yes, I’m Peter Nolan from San Fernando Valley in California.”

“I know San Fernando. Isn’t it called Porn Valley?”

“Well, that’s what some people call it. I call it home.”

Gwen flashed an irresistible smile and asked, “Did you met a porn star there?”

“Well, I went to a studio event when I heard there was a casting call for extras.”

“Were they?”

“Were they what?”

“Were they looking for extras?”

“They always need extras.”

“How many movies have you been in?”

"Three, but I was only there as a double.”

“What’s that?”

“I was a stand in for a guy that had trouble keeping it up.”

“That’s exciting.”

“To tell the truth, I didn’t fuck anyone but got blowjobs. They wanted my cock for the closeup scenes, or what they call the money-shot.

“What’s that? I mean, what is the money-shot?”

 “It’s my cum jetting out on some girl’s boobs. Sometimes the star was spent from earlier scenes, and they needed a backup.”

“Did you see any teenage girls doing porn?”

“Not on camera, but at the studio, there were lots of girls wanting to get into porn. In America, it’s generally accepted that girls are lured into porn by boyfriends or unscrupulous model agents. From what I saw at the studio, there were lots of girls hanging around wanting to be porn stars without the encouragement of men. For some, it’s about money. Others do it for fame.”

“When I was younger, Peter, I wanted to get into porn. It sounded so exciting. At seventeen, I already had big tits, so it wasn’t difficult to get modeling jobs. After high school, I did my first nude modeling and a few photo shoots for a soft porn magazine. That’s when I lost my virginity to a guy who called himself an agent. I was naïve back then. He said he would get me an audition for being in the movies. He didn’t. The second time I fucked was for money. He only gave me enough for a McDonald’s meal. I dumped the guy and found a boyfriend, lots of boyfriends.

“Two years later, I got married. My husband didn’t like me fucking strangers, although he knew I had been a slut before we tied the knot. No one likes to be called a slut, but that’s what I was. I think that’s why he married me. I told him the guys were boyfriends, although a few men gave me nice things to get laid.

“Anyway, we made our own porn videos when my husband compromised me, cuckolding with friends of his. I’m not sure about his friends. He’s not the friendly type. I think he was pimping me.”

“So, he turned you into a prostitute.”

“I prefer courtesan. Prostitute sounds too much like a whore.”

“Where is your husband now?” I asked.

“In jail. He is a jewel thief as well as a pimp. He made lots of money until he was caught. His ‘fence’ laundered the money to a Swiss bank, so I’m well off.”

We talked for a few more minutes. Gwen babbled on about how much she loved the Czech’s relaxed attitude toward sex and told me we should get together sometime.

Eventually, she excused herself and left to join a group in the next room. I lost track of her for a long time. A few people had left when suddenly, she was standing next to me with her hand below the belt, mine. She said, “Don’t you think these parties can be tiresome?” Without waiting for my answer, she added, “Come along with me, Peter. It’s time to eat.” But we didn’t go to the buffet table. She had another menu in mind.

Gwen took me to a bedroom and slipped off her dress wearing a garter belt holding up the net stockings. “Katerina tells me you have a nice cock and says I deserve a man like you. You wouldn’t mind if I take a look? It wasn’t really a question. She unbuckled my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. Gwen was unimpressed by my flaccid penis and said, “It needs some help, Peter.” Then she went to work.

Gwen was an expert at giving head. She caressed my balls and took my eight incher all the way. I was bone hard in a heartbeat. “Ahh, that’s better, Peter, much better," she told me. “Now let’s see the rest of you so we can have some real fun.”

While I stripped, she had her cell phone taking pictures. “Now you’re my personal porn star, Peter,” she jabbered while taking closeups of my privates.

The woman was ten years older than me and must have been beautiful when she was younger. Now she had a full-figured body showing her age, but in a good way. I liked her giant tits that swung every time she moved. Although they had a slight sag, they had large, erect nipples that were easy to love.

Opening her legs and masturbating herself, Gwen showed off her diamond studded clit piercing while fingering herself into a rousing orgasm. She never stopped talking dirty. “Fuck, fuck, fuck me. Shove that wonderful fat long cock in this naughty honey spot. I haven’t had an American cock in years. I’m so horny. I can’t wait to taste your cum.”

I laid in bed with her sucking those magnificent nipples. She followed by caressing my balls while sucking my quivering cock. Gwen was in charge. We began with a short titfuck before she climbed on top, settling my ridged shaft in the warmth of her hot, drooling slit. She wasn’t tight, but she made up for it with a cunt that was so juicy it was like I was getting sloppy seconds. Gwen proved to be very energetic while continuing with an endless stream of profanity.

“Yes, yes, oh fuck. Deeper, pound my pussy, harder, harder. Fuck me harder, faster. Don’t stop! Make me cum, make me cum. Don’t stop, never stop!” she urged. “Ah, ah,” she moaned. “That’s it, that's it, that’s it,” she repeated. I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

I loved the way her boobs bounced and jiggled at every thrust. I wasn’t long before I was so close when a voice at the door boomed, "Oh, there you are, Gwen. I thought it was my turn.” Gwen turned and angerly said something in Czech. It sounded like, Fuck you, get lost.

The interruption was a good thing, allowing me more time as she begged me not to cum, at least not until I fucked her ass that was as tight as my girlfriend’s young twat. When I finished, it was in her mouth with an unremarkable load of certified grade-A American cum. I apologized for such a light load, saying that I was spent from endless fucking since I arrived. “As they say,” I joked with an embarrassed laugh, “I gave at the office.”

Gwen had a good sense of humor, saying, “Yum. It was a nice appetizer. You’re delicious. I hope it’s not fattening.”

“It’s not. I only serve diet cum,” I joked.

She laughed, giving me a hug, and said, Děkuju, thank you. Our rendezvous was over in less than an hour. We went back to the party as if nothing had happened.

It hadn’t been in my travel plans, but Gwen became one of my favorite memories. My parting thought was never underestimate a middle-aged woman’s libido.

Karl drove us home while we talked about the people I met. I told them about my time with Gwen. “Yes, Gwen is quite a woman. By the way,” Katerina continued, “Eva wants you.”

“Who?” I asked. She explained that Eva was the young, tall, slim blonde with a sensual face and nice tits. I didn’t have to think twice and said, “Fine with me. When?”

“She’ll be here tomorrow if it’s okay with you.”

Eva joined Katerina and me in the bedroom the next afternoon.

Standing at the foot of the bed like a voyeur pervert, I watched the women undress each other, leering at Eva slurping at Katerina’s cunt, then Katerina sucking and nipping at Eva’s nipples. I immediately lost all self-control and ripped off my clothes.

 Finally, as if surprised to see me there, Eva turned to look at my engorged cock, pointing straight at her. “It looks like you are ready to join us, Peter.” I gave them a salacious smile and moved between them. For a few minutes, they took turns devouring my randy cock and licking my balls.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Eva asked.

“Did you have to ask?” I said. “Of course I want you.”

“Even if I tell you that it was my mother you fucked last night?”

“I’m fine with that. Your mother is very sexy and a good fuck.”

“Yes, I’ve heard that. Do you still want to do it when I show you my package?”

Thinking she was talking about her pussy, I said, “I can’t wait.”

Eva stood up and had me pull down her panties. Out sprang a thick six-inch cock with shaved balls. “I want you to suck it then you can fuck me in the ass.”

I shouldn’t have been surprised. Katerina had trans pictures on her website, and they might have been of Eva. I was still astonished that Eva was so well hung. My heart skipped a beat when I held her warm, hard erection and without giving it a second thought, took it in my mouth. It occurred to me that Karl might have set me up for this.

Let me say that this time sucking a feminine cock was more pleasurable than with Karl. The feeling of her pulsing girl dick in my mouth was more than arousing. The longer I sucked her off, the more enthusiasm I had licking and sucking her firm and tasty dick. I bobbed up and down, in and out, until she erupted with a gusher of cum. There wasn’t a question about swallowing. What didn’t slide down my lips went straight down my throat. Suck-You-Lent, you might say.

“Gee,” Eve giggled, “I’ve never had a man blow me with so much passion. Now maybe you will fuck me with the same gusto.”

This would be my second time doing anal, and I was now more comfortable with the idea. At first, she took my hard cock in her mouth to get me lubricated, then turned over on all fours with her ass in the air. I was as hard as I was going to get, shoving it in, sliding in and out, fucking her silly while masturbating her still hard cock.

After I finished with what could qualify as gusto, Katerina licked off my cum, dripping down Eve’s thighs. She wiped her lips and said, “This is the best thing about men.”

During a short rest, Eva told me more about her mom. “Mom wanted to find a country where I would feel more comfortable with my condition. The Czech Republic has a more liberal attitude toward trannies. In fact, the Czech Republic is the most liberal European country regarding transgender rights.

“But that’s not all. Mom is a very sexual person, as you know, and the Czech Republic has become known as the European capital of porn. This is a good fit for her, although she complains that men here don’t last long enough to get her off. So, she needs two or three men to satisfy her. She calls it a tag team. I’m sure she was delighted with you. The third one is always the best, she says.”

“You mean there were others?” I objected.

“You came to the party late, Peter. Mom had already started with Hans before you arrived. When you were outside drinking with the guys, she was with Felix. She was supposed to do Marek, but you were there instead.

Then I recalled Gwen’s sloppy wet pussy. It wasn’t just her own arousal but two men’s cum making her super wet.

“The thing is, Peter, there are a half dozen porn studios in Prague, and Mom wants me to audition, but I’m not ready for that.”

“I think you are. You are beautiful and would be perfect in front of a camera.”

“Maybe you’re right. The videos Mom takes are pretty good.”

The talking ended replaced by the women making out with tongues and lips everywhere on their bodies, soon followed by Eve burying her lady cock deep into Katerina’s pussy, thrusting vigorously. Gasping for air along with moans, whimpers, and squeals was the prelude to their orgasmic screams that could wake up the dead. Women have much more intensity and stamina when it comes to sex once they get turned on. There’s no stopping an aroused woman in heat.

Karl had brought home his boyfriend fucking in his favorite place while the three of us engaged in long foreplay. When I was back to full strength, I plunged into Katrina’s slick pussy while Eve pumped my ass, a threesome that is hard to forget.

It was designed as a short trip with me leaving that afternoon. Sometimes taking a risk is worth the danger.

When I got home, I told my girlfriend where I had been and told Denise everything. When I was at the part with Eva, she laughed and said, “Billy,” (my real name) “you have an overdeveloped imagination. You’re always making up stories. Remember when you said my mom tried to seduce you? I laughed about that for a week.”

“She did, Denise, really!”

“Yeah, and my mom is Mrs. Robinson.”

Denise got that right because I hadn’t mentioned that her mom gave me a blowjob. It was a quickie, finishing with deep throat. Her mom swallowed every drop of a substantial load. Someday I need to go back for seconds.

Then Denise got to the point. “Okay, Billy, you got me turned on again. That’s what I like about your stories. They get me horny. Take me to bed and do me like you did, Eva.”

“But I fucked her ass.”

“That’s what I want, but first I’m going to fuck your ass with my dildo.”

“But you never let me do anal.”

“I do now!”

Like Karl said, “Fucking an anal virgin is the best.”

POSTSCRIPT

Denise found anal to her liking, and we did it almost nightly. Then came the surprise. She wanted to invite a tranny to join us. “I want to see what it’s like to suck and fuck a girl’s dick, Billy.”

So that’s what we did. Denise went online and found several amenable girls to join us. Many wanted to fuck my ass more than they wanted to fuck Denise. That might have been their way of encouraging me to fuck them. Denise was occasionally upset that I got more attention than her. Sometimes the trans fucked me while I fucked Denise or the other way around. To look at Denise, our high school homecoming queen, you wouldn’t think Denise was that kind of girl. She proves once again that you can’t tell a book by its cover. We had a new exciting sex life that never left us unsatisfied.