I walked the guys in to the lounge, the click of my high heels echoing around the expansive room. Still holding the hard cocks, I looked over at James who was holding a digital camera. Holding the two cocks, draped in my leather look Waspie and black seamed stockings, I definitely looked the archetypal slut. "Look at these cocks James. They're going to ple...
I don't know if I will ever forget that night. I know that on the one hand I hope to God I never do, while on the other I know it might be best if I did. It was the most sexually exciting event of my life and one I would dearly love to happen again. But at the same time it showed me how easy it was to cross a line and I'm not sure that I want to go through t...
You can see from that tags what this story is probably about. You actually don't have to read it if you think you may be offended. For all others, please enjoy the journey. E.J. ---------------------------------- I was beyond confused. Surely the last few days were a mistake of interpretation. Obviously a fantasy is one thing. A bit of harmless bedroom p...
After the epic success of my adventure hiring a male stripper for my reluctant wife (see The Final Kiss) it seemed only fair that she would return the favor by hiring a female stripper for me. But when I pitched the suggestion during a playful moment of foreplay, she didn't really warm to the idea. I am generally the one who pushes the envelope when it comes...
This story is an accompaniment to my earlier story "The Visitor Next Door" that was published on Literotica in March 2013. In that longer story, husband Jack begins by voyeuring Jennie Carson, the neighbors' college-age daughter, and Zoran (an androgynous male model visiting Jennie for the summer) who both seduce him and wife Paula in turn. Meanwhile, Jack's...
School wasn't for me, but I was blessed with a hard, lean body and cock that any porn star would be proud of. Being a male stripper isn't as glamorous as it sounds. For every bachelorette party with beautiful young woman, there are ten gigs with fat old ladies and another ten with creepy old men. My cock gets a lot of attention, but not a night goes by that...
James and I lay back on our bed, basking in the glorious afterglow of our frantic sex. Teasing the two tradesmen had left me with huge lust and state of arousal. James had just received the benefit, but as sure as eggs are eggs, the two guys will be in for one hell of an afternoon. To help dampen my ardour, I placed my digit finger in my slit and began to...
I told my wife that it would be fun and sexy to see a male stripper dance for her...like at a bachelorette party. We never discussed MFM sex but she knew I was open to it from previously discussed fantasies. I went online and found a really good looking black guy who was also a masseuse. When I booked him I asked him if he'd be willing to "play." He said m...
"Whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," Linzi smirked. Her two-tone hair was placed high atop her head with a rubber band, her bangs matted to her forehead. She grinned. "Thank goodness for that, right?" Blowing bubbles playfully across the giant porcelain Jacuzzi tub, Jenna giggled. "Yes, I'm glad that no one will ever find out about last night." "Un...
This story makes more sense if you read the story The Final Kiss first. It had been almost a year since I had hired a male stripper for my wife and she had countered by hiring a female stripper for me. On occasion we would share a laugh about both episodes, reliving those highly erotic escapades. She liked to joke that I liked watching her watching him more...