I am back with my public local train sex story. I just love getting touched and groped in the train. the best part being that nothing that happens on a local train is permanent. For example I have been groped, smooched, my nipples have been pressed to the limit and my ass has been fingered until I orgasmed, let alone groping of my boobs, ass and cock. And as...
This is a true story of my first time with a man. I am writing this story as a straight man now in my early thirties and still overwhelmingly attracted to woman. Navigating through my early adult years as an 18 year old, I was strictly attracted to woman and my seemingly good looks/attractive physique attracted plenty. I had and I hope still have an attracti...
What a day! Mark was lying in his bed reliving all that had happened. During dinner with his parents, he could barley suppress laughing at the various wild, erotic images that danced through his head. Thank God my parent's can't read my mind, he'd thought more than once. He was also fascinated at what the two officer's had told him while driving him home....
I stepped out of the dark cubicle room, wrapped in a heavy cotton towel, and made my way through the dimly lit hallways that wound between the cubical-sized rooms that were all like my own 8-hour rental. The Club was one of two bathhouses in the Midwest college town that I'd recently taken up residence in. I had recently completed my degree in education and...
NOTE: This is my entry in the Literotica Winter Holiday Contest. I hope you enjoy it and vote accordingly and post your opinion after reading it. * The Purple Knight, by far the best gay bar in the world in Paul's opinion, was preparing to put on a big New Year's Eve bash for their regular patrons, and anybody else who wanted to join in the fun. He was re...
Having just finished a story from the end of the holidays, it is truth that intentions do not follow a schedule. I generally try to jot down what happened during a visit, but finishing the story takes a long time. In part because of the delay, as the glow of an extraordinary visit leads to more stroking instead of writing. Especially after enjoying some mo...
Massachusetts State Trooper Pierre Guillot walked through the halls of the Massachusetts State Police Academy. The New Braintree facility was teeming with students. Young men and women who wanted to become police officers. He smiled, remembering his days at the Academy. He lived in the school dorms for five days a week and only went home on the weekends. He...
I've been controlling my urges to drive around town naked while stroking my cock for months. It's been a year since I've stripped naked in my car, sitting on a hand towel, and lubed up my cock and drove through the busiest parts of the city naked and hard and masturbating. It's been just as long since I've had strangers cumming on my face, or sucked a cock o...
The road was desolate, owing to the late hour. Duke checked his watch. It was 2 AM and the moon was high in the sky. He walked silently towards the destination he had visited many times before. Only this time, it would not be for merriment or for drinks. The red and blue neon sign at Crazy Mongers was still on, dazzling brightly on the otherwise deserted...
Welcome back, sissy. Welcome back, my little sissy bitch. We came so far in our first session. You came so far. You once thought you were a man but now you know better. You are not a man. You have never been a man. You are a sissy bitch. And that makes you so happy. So fulfilled. You love being a sissy bitch. A faggot. A gay little toy for real men to use...