This true story is for any married, bi-curious guy who waited a long, long time to manifest their inner sexual desires to be with another man. First of all, I am fifty-two years old and have been married for thirty-one years. I have a great wife, and a good, albeit uninteresting, sex life. From chatting on-line with others my age, that situation sounds pretty familiar. Every chance I get, I love to masturbate to gay or bi videos, or cam with other guys on the internet.

For the past couple of years Ive been having an affair with a married woman, her name is Carolyn Ryan, whenever, she could get away from her husband she would call me to see if I was available, and of course most of the time I was. She would come over to my house and we would suck and fuck for hours on end. Carolyn is an incredible woman, who loves to have her tits, ass and pussy sucked, and she tastes so incredibly good, the sweetest pussy Ive ever tasted.

Sherry and I had always had an amazing sex life. There was little we hadnt tried and she was just an extremely adventurous and exciting woman. We also both love masturbation; either masturbating each other or ourselves. I knew that she masturbated when I wasnt able to be with her and I also knew that the way she did it alone would be totally different for how she did it when we were together.

After our erotic tryst in the car, we set a date to meet again, this time in a hotel room, so we could have privacy and stretch out. As our date got nearer, the excitement was almost to much to bear. Everytime I would think of her, the bulge in my pants would give my thoughts away. It got to the point, that I was afraid to get up from my desk at work, as I noticed a few of the ladies in my office had noticed, they are always smiling at me

Chapter Two: Turks Visit: The Second Night I lay awake for hours thinking about Turks visit tonight, too excited to sleep. Next to me my boyfriend, Rick, slept peacefully, completely unaware of his participation in the nights affairs. Tomorrow, Turk would be back, this time for dinner and to meet Rick officially. The next night when I introduced Turk, Rick apologized for falling asleep early the night before, saying Sorry I was such a party pooper last night.

The sun is streaming in the window when you wake. For over an hour youve been sleeping in my arms and Ive been carefully reading a book by holding it behind your head. "Good morning, my darling!" I say gently to you. "How do you feel this morning?" You stretch and writhe and snuggle up to me, your smooth body sliding against mine. "Naughty," you say. "Fuck me hard naughty, or fuck me in public naughty?" I need to know,

Think you could put it away for me? Ill carry the aphrodisiacs she giggled upstairs. Why dont we brainstorm in your bedroom?" she scooped up the food and champagne, grabbed two flutes, and headed up the stairs. Jake shook his head at her. She always managed to catch him at his own game. Tossing her coat into the closet, he rambled up the stairs. Reaching his room, he peered inside.

I couldnt believe all of the nervous energy that I was feeling. Honestly, I couldnt believe a time when I was ever more nervous. Here I was walking with my wife through the airline terminal knowing what her ultimate destination was. She had wanted some time to herself for a while now, so I did my best to accommodate. We found her a place in Miami where she could go and just get away.

She just moved harder the next time. This was agony. Even with the TV on mute I seemed to be able to hear the moans and grunts from the screen. Then I realized it was us. Just as Daisy grabbed my face and kissed me, licking my lips this time, and forcing her tongue into my panting mouth, she kept raking her clit across the head of my cock. All of a sudden she came down on me so hard I could feel her clit almost

I woke up with sunlight streaming through the bedroom window. My head hurt a little, but not as much as I deserved. Id stayed up late the previous night drinking with my brother Sam, his girlfriend Annette, and their friend Mickey. Mickey was staying over so he and Sam could get up early to go fishing, and what had started as a couple of drinks had evolved into something more serious. I got up and wandered around the house; went to the bathroom, put the kettle on to make tea.