For those of you who read the first part of Anita, I have to answer my own question: yes, it was all fiction. This second part of the Anita (Annie) story is also fiction. So any resemblance to people living or dead or places are purely coincidental. These stories are purely products of my imagination, produced with the invaluable help of a friend S. who edit...
The first threesome I had started as a fling with a local transvestite. Dave and I were having a drink, just socially, and he bought me a couple drinks, which I tried to politely refuse, just because I felt bad that I was broke and didn't want to take advantage of him. He jokingly told me not to worry about it, so long as I promised him my first gay encounte...
My beautiful wife, Ileisha, and I have enjoyed a wonderful sex life through more than a dozen years of marriage. We figured this was because we liked to try new things from time to time. Months ago, when we were out for dinner with a couple who were good friends of ours, one of us raised the topic of another couple we all knew who were "swingers". The four o...
Ava had also received the text from Declan about the after party but wasn't quite ready to finish her own party yet. With Dylan and Caleb both hungry for her attention, she knew she would have to make a decision soon. Or did she? Couldn't she have both boys? After putting away her phone, she looked from Caleb to Dylan. "We can stay here or go back to min...
Three weeks had passed since Jamie had visited us and left me fucked and full of his cum. Katie had been so turned on by what had occurred that she became obsessive almost about me being taken anally by another man, even saying that she didn't need to be there, just knowing what was happening was enough. I could understand what she meant as I felt the same w...
This is the fourth story of a short series examining male sexuality; more specifically my sexuality. As I have got older I have found the borders of sexuality becoming blurred. I am no longer as aware of just what I want from sex as I was when younger and less experienced. Now I seem to want new and different sexual kicks. What was taboo once is now becomin...
By now, you should know the game. Bernard Lamont is the name. A big and tall, openly bisexual Haitian man living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I major in Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto. Prior to that, I attended city college in the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm having the time of my life these days, folks. Hooking up with sexy Black,...
James couldn't get it up the second time. No that's not quite true, he got it up, but couldn't keep it there. The fucking thing just wouldn't stay hard. Kelly and he were having one of their, not too regular, wild evenings in. They tended to have them every six weeks or two months. She'd cook a nice meal or he'd barbecue steaks, they'd drink too much, smoke...
We met up a couple weeks later, just before she started to consider Tim more than a coffee date. She arrived on Friday afternoon; she planned to stay at Eric's place and we met her at the door. We greeted her with the usual small-talk about her drive and how cool it was that she could visit. She was looking hot, in jeans and skimpy t-shirt; and when her tits...
My first time as the "guest star" in a threesome was in college. There was a girl named Tara who I had met and flirted with for weeks – she was always hanging around the frat house where I was a pledge, and I wasn't sure if she had a boyfriend in the frat, or was looking for one. She was really cute, had a wicked smile, a gleam in her eye, and a fat, round a...