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Mormon girl I used to date. Wouldn?t give it up, like so many don?t, but she was an expert cock-sucker and would finger her own ass with four fingers to take me there. Petite brunette, maybe 5?1?. Big brown eyes, pale skin, a cups with little puffy nipples that seemed to always be hard. Absolutely untrimmed bush, three fingers wide and it didn?t grow up very far but it was so, so thick and soft. She?d let me lick and finger her there, but no fucky. Her name was Molly and the hottest moment ever was her best friend opening the apartment door and catching me with my cock in Molly?s ass. I started to pull out and she said, in a nearly demonic voice, ?Don?t you dare!? So her friend had to wait, and watch, til we were done. I found out later that she and that friend had been missionaries together and this wasn?t the first time she?d been caught with a cock in her ass.

That?s what I came to last. Memories of Molly Mormon with the Wonderbush, getting butt-fucked with the curtains open and the sunlight shining in while her missionary friend watched me finish. I later fucked the friend too. Unlike Molly, she let me in almost instantly. Kicked off her shoes, dropped her jeans and panties, flopped back on the bed, panties still around her ankle, spread her legs and held out her arms, wearing socks and a hockey jersey.. She was soooo tight. She wouldn?t swallow but let me pop on her tits, and she wouldn?t do anal. I wish I could have had them at the same time. Maybe that?s what I?ll get off to next, that fantasy.

Haven?t done bareback in a long time. I?m mostly straight. Not even bi enough to call myself bi. I don?t seek out other guys and when propositioned, I usually say thanks, but no thanks. HOWEVER, it does happen every now and again, and when it toes, always with a wrapper.

Now, having said all of that, all of my first experiences were in a treehouse with an older friend when I was a lad. It took maybe all of two weeks of learning to stroke with him before we progressed to sex, both oral and anal. I can still feel that slender tickler pulsing inside of me and boy could he cum. The sensation was warm and wonderful.

I had a short thing with a guy in college and he rode me bareback. I didn?t really enjoy sex with him as much as he was a ?Ten Stoke Charlie? and never really worked at it long enough to work up a big load. That was in the early 80s, before HIV/AIDS was a concern. After it was, I stayed with long-term girlfriends, one of whom talked me into letting her peg me, so yes, bareback but no, not real.

And then about 25 years ago I had my only real bi ?affair? with a much older man and he was always barebacck. He was also married and had only ever been with his wife, who had cut him off from sex. I just happened to be the first port he found in the storm. His was short, thick, and veiny, which was nice, and you could feel the throb when he came, but he wasn?t a big cummer. Thick, but not copious. He?d hunch up tight, grab my hips if we were doggy or shove as far in as he could get if I was on my back, and let go deep inside of me. The sensation was great, that extra warmth. But nothing like that first guy in the treehouse. You could feel the splash when the first stream hit.

Romantically and for the purposes of relationships, I'm definitely wired directly into the man/woman circuit. I'm just simply not interested in guys that way. They don't do it for me and the thought of kissing and cuddling with a guy is not appealing. I've had exactly one gay affair in my adult life and I enjoyed the heck out of it. But it was because his wife had turned off the sex tap and didn't want to cheat with another woman. So he cheated with me, while dressing me in lingerie. It was hot but it was a one off.

Having said that, on rare occasions, going back to my first sexual experiences, if the right guy wants to play, and it's just for the sheer fun of it? I can be tempted. You have just the right cock, I'll bottom. You want the thrill of blowing someone in an adult video arcade, I'll whip it out. But I'm always going to go home to a woman.

Never thought about it before. Strange. Uh, I prefer women to have pubic hair but men not to. Wonder why that is?

Yup. Summer I turned 13. Looking at stolen porn mags in a buddy's tree house. He obviously knew what was going on but I sure didn't. Lotta firsts that summer. First time bottoming. First time topping. First 69. But the first thing we did after that first mutual stroke, was to trade blowjobs. He was so hard, and came so quick. Almost as soon as I got my lips sealed around his cock. Huge load, as ou'd expect from a youngster. Then, one weekend though, when the rest of the family was out of town, I had my first girl, his older sister. Kinda tapered off most of my bi activities after that. I much prefer women. But sometimes, just sometimes, when the time is right, I'll play with another guy. If that involves taking a shot in the mouth? I'm usually okay with it.

I'm only occasionally bi so I've only ever had one gay affair in my life. It was with a much older man whose wife had decided that their sex life was over. He didn't want to sneak around with another woman so he justified his male/male dalliances by saying that it wasn't really cheating if it was with another guy. We fooled around for several months and on his second visit to my house he brought me a garter belt and stockings. Eventually I had most of a drawer full of panties and garters and a couple of slinky nightgowns. Loved the way they felt and how they made me feel. When they moved to Arizona, he left them with me and somewhere along the way, it's been over twenty years now, the box that they were all in got misplaced. But if I was to ever have another affair like that one, I'd certainly be open to dressing for my partner.

I consider myself mostly straight but when I was about 30, I had my only gay affair with a much older man of about 70. I met him an adult video arcade where he'd gone to find a little relief from a wife that loved dearly but who had decided that their sex life was at an end. In his mind, sexual contact for the sake of sexual contact, as long as it was with a man not a love affair, wasn't cheating. I was the man he met. The first thing I ever did with him was to stand behind him, reach around him, and stroke him to completion while we watched a video in that little booth. Then we went to my place and carried on from there. Very fond memories.

Changes day to day but right now? Gwendolyn Christie and Daisy Ridley.

I have some fairly exotic fantasies but the vast majority of them involve me being straight. That having been said, if I could have Maisie choose me some lingerie that pleased her, and have her peg me while she was wearing this look, I'm not certain I could ever go completely straight again.

I've been caught because I was careless and I've been caught because I set it up that way. I enjoy being caught.

My last random encounter with a guy came from seeing a hard on in an interstate rest stop in Western Nebraska. I was outside the men's room, checking a route on my cell phone. Got to talking to an older truck driver who was taking a break. Nothing sexy, nothing personal. About dusk. He disappeared into the facilities and I followed a couple of minutes later. I could hear him in the stall and it was obvious from the sound that he was trying to rub one out quickly. I laughed and said, "You having fun in the there?" He laughed and said, "Sorry. Sometimes you just gotta." I told him I understood. He opened the door and stepped out, erection in hand, stroking slowly, a serious smile on his face, and the next thing I know, I'm in his sleeper compartment with a cock in my ass. I consider myself straight, mostly anyway, and hadn't had a guy in a while. Cock isn't something I ever go out looking for. But seeing that chubby little man and his big fat cock, hard in a public bathroom, seemed like exactly what I needed at the time. And it was.

I consider myself straight. I don't pursue men, I don't fantasize about them, I don't go out looking for them. But every so often, when the moment is just right and the offer is made, I'll play with one. I've only ever been in one gay relationship and it's a very fond memory. But it only lasted six months and it was 25 years ago and I've never felt the need for another.

That being said, my first sexual experiences were with another boy and my last random hook up was with a guy. I've been with dozens of women but only about a half-dozen guys.
I don't crave them but sometimes a cock just sounds like the right thing at the moment. So it's sort of a case of whatever floats your boat at the time. Be honest with yourself, be careful, and just go with what feels right to your.

The only real semi-long-term gay affair I ever had was with an older man I met in a video booth at the local adult bookstore. I'm only somewhat bi and he was married, close to 40 years older than me. But his wife had decided they weren't having sex any more. He and I got off to the same movie together and went back to my place for act two. By the end of the first month, he was bringing me lingerie, stockings, panties, garters, and lacy bras. The few times he was able to spend the night, he brought me baby-doll nightgowns. I'd shave my legs and pubic area for hm and play the part for him. That was over twenty years ago and I haven't been that girl since. In fact even my bi experiences since then are few and far between. But he's a fond memory and so is tha lingerie.

From the Golden Era - Marlene Willoughby



To have that body and get to use it? My goodness.

From the modern era = Abella Danger



Because of how casually she does all of the things. If I was a woman, I'd want her confidence.

From any era because I'd want to fuck myself? - Foxy Di



I can't tell you how many times this young woman has gotten me off through fantasies of being inside of her.