Message-ID: <19711eli$9902060430@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year99/19711.txt> From: "I.M. Strange" <im_sub@hotmail.com> Subject: My Sex Life#15; (True,mf,teenage,mm,oral,anal) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19990205120548.18859.qmail@hotmail.com> I have an ordinary middle aged life with the house; the children; the cat; the community; the wife; etc. However, I have had an interesting sex life. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to exhibitionism and let all us voyeurs watch as I relive My Sex Life, especially all the parts that nobody else knows about. All of the stories written here are true. It¹s been spiced up with added details to hold the interest of the reader, but the vignettes as portrayed actually happened. *If you would like to comment on; reply to; or......exchange ideas... something like that (in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail me at: im_sub@hotmail.com. I am interested in feedback. At last I lay still, bent over Sarah¹s naked form, my prick still throbbing, embedded in her ass. She continued to moan softly beneath me. I could feel her back heave as her panting breathing slowed. I watched as Robin released John from her scissor lock around his ass, her legs falling down, fanned open. Ellen, forgotten in our collective bliss had gotten off the bed and already put her robe on. ³All right , brother,² said Ellen determinedly, taking John¹s hand and almost pulling him from between his sister¹s thighs, ³You owe me one. Time for bed.² ³Hey,² said John, slightly annoyed, ³there¹s no rush.² ³John, it¹s 3:30 AM,² said Ellen, handing him his robe. ³We have to be in Boston tomorrow.., today.² As usual now, I was sure there was something else going on here, but I didn¹t give a fuck anymore. Maybe if the two of them left, I could just hole up here with Robin and Sarah for the rest of my life. Heaven. But Sarah pushed herself up against me, forcing my hard dick out of her exquisite backside. Her clothes were in the other room. She slipped a robe on over that impeccable body and left me only her long, tan, smooth legs to ogle as she left the room with John and Ellen their robes, leaving me alone with Robin. Still naked, but sated now, I laid down on the bed next to her. Her eyes were closed and she still had her hands on her thighs, her knees bent and her legs still splayed open, baring her sperm drenched vagina. I softly slid my hand over hers, catching a little of her brother¹s cum dripping out and trailing it down her thigh. She sighed and said, ³Oh Greg......² We talked for awhile, easy and casually. I would occasionally touch her private parts or stroke her skin, but it was with a rightful intimacy. We were friends. She told me about the power performances and head games that they played with each other and their lovers. At one point she cried. That was the first time that her brother had fucked her. She figured it was going to happen sooner or later, but... That was also the first time that Mr. Parnes had fucked her in front of his wife, although Ellen and John got it on all the time.... It had only been three months since she had left school and they had been on the road, but already she had transferred to another universe than the one I was living in. I might be perverse, kinky and anxious, but my pursuit was one of pleasure, not how to one-up my wife or partner or brother. We talked. I massaged her and eventually worked my way back between her legs. I cleaned out her pussy with my tongue, with my lips, with my fingers and playing with water and a wash cloth, wetting her cunt hairs and laving her tender vaginal lips. She did the same to me, thoroughly licking every iota of sperm, Sarah¹s shithole, Ellen¹s cunt and whatever else off my cock, pubes and balls, rinsing her mouth with water and dribbling onto my genitals. We played and enjoyed each other¹s tired flesh. Finally, we fucked. We fucked happily and hard. We fucked erotically and giddily. We continued to fuck even though I had this peculiar soreness in my cock. Another new thing. We were lovers and friends and had no secrets from each other. We made love a long time... We made plans to stay in touch, to see each other. I made internal plans to make her mine, to marry her. But it was not to be. I would see Robin again, but not soon and we would have traveled far apart by then. But at the time, I was convinced that she was the most wonderful person in the world. I fantasized about our life together; our fucking each other and our friends.... At one point she sat on my cock for awhile, not moving, but simply enjoying the erotic sensations, as we talked about our futures.... She orgasmed while still on top of me. She cried again a little. I don¹t remember if I came or not. We fell asleep that way, my hard manhood still inserted in the warm wet folds of her womanhood, her soft naked breasts against my stomach, her face on my chest. A week later, I was in college. Years later, when John was my roomate in a different college, I figured out that although he could indeed fuck any babe he wanted, and he did, he enjoyed having violating the most intimate relationships with other intimate witnesses. More on that if I get there after going through the next three years of my fairly odd and active sex life. 1972, Autumn, the first year away at college. It was depressing. I didn¹t realize it was depressing then, but from the tunnel of time, I can look back and see that I was a sad, little man. I had chosen to gone to Dunwoody University, a pretigious private college located in the North woods. One of the reasons that I had wanted to go there was that it was in the North woods, isolated from everything; in a small town in the middle of nowhere. Oh, also because I was a stoned, foolish boy without a clue as to what I wanted to do or where I was going in life. I rapidly discovered that I had made an error. Dunwoody had its own 18 hole golf course; its own riding stables; its own ski slopes; canoe house; lodges in the mountains; etcetera ad infinitum. And the less than 2,000 students who went there were the kind of kids who were used to this kind of life. All Prep school graduates. Neatly combed, conservative, potential pre-med students and inheritors of daddy¹s businesses. The radicals among them might wear ³mod² clothes, the precursor of disco. And here I was, a long haired, scraggle bearded, hippie dressed, flower childed freak. I had gone from being king of my high school; king of the road; a sexual stud; to being too bizarre to accept into a fraternity. Not good. After my outrageously good times fucking Robin and Sarah and Ellen and getting fucked by a rock star and fucking rock groupies, I figured that I had conquered all fears, inhibitions and that I was fantastically attractive. Not true. I was as unsure of myself as I had ever been, and I had no friends to support me in my misery. I spent a lot of time getting stoned ( a big no-no at Dunwoody) and jerking off in my eight foot by twelve foot freshman dorm room, built in the late 1800¹s. I got turned down for dates. The ones who went out with me, turned down my clumsy attempts at seduction. I couldn¹t pick up girls in the local bars or at the frat / freshman / dance / beer blasts. Not good. I finally managed to entice one skinny sophomore back to my room during a dance, several months into the year. I had said something foolish like, ³you want to come back to my room and get high?² to her and she accepted. When we got to my room, I got out the workings for a joint, but she was rather blunt and said, ³Well, are we going to fuck?² I was somewhat taken aback. I had been scoring so low on sex that I didn¹t know how I was supposed to proceed with this brash opening on her part. I went to her hesitantly and took her into my arms. She kissed me. When our mouths met, she immediately stuffed her tongue into my mouth and crushed her body to mine. After no more than about thirty seconds of this, her hands were busy at my waist, undoing my pants, which she opened, freeing my instant erection. She slid down my body to her knees, grasping my stiff cock and taking it into her mouth. Instantly, her head was bobbing up and down on my hard member in a somewhat clumsy fashion. In spite of the fact that I had been so long without sex, I was barely turned on and this fact alone really wierded me out. I was afraid that I was going to lose my erection (the first and last time I was ever worried about that, ha! The more pertinent problem was how to keep the perpetual erection from showing, especially when I didn¹t usually wear underwear at this time), so after a minute or so of her cock sucking, I pulled her up and we rapidly disrobed. She was thin with small tits and tight, kinky pubic hair that matched her frizzy head hair. She was barely wet when I entered her, but I instantaneously went over the edge and shot my load into her young cunt. She ground her crotch against my in frustration, but I was done and I lay there, enjoying her humping me now than her pussy was soaked with my sperm. I don¹t think she got off then, but she didn¹t show her disappointment in me. She gradually just stopped moving beneath me as my erection softened. I got off her and sat on the edge of the bed as she got up and started to get dressed. She looked at me in that peculiar, sultry manner that young girls of the sixties had at the time and started doing a reverse strip tease as I sat on my bed naked, watching her. It was an interesting show. She deliberately spread her legs as she slowly put on her bra and shirt, and I could see my sperm clinging to her kinky pussy hairs. All the while she stared at me, judging my reaction. I smiled at her behaviour, feeling more relaxed now that we had fucked and I was still nude. Then she slowly turned around and, remaining standing, she bent over without bending her knees and started putting on her socks and shoes. Her legs were still spread and her asshole and cunt were staring me in the face. I watched my cum actually dripping out of her as she took her time. By this time, my dick was hard again and I reached out and touched her ass. She wiggled it in reponse, so I moved my fingers to her open pussy, spreading my sap on her inner thighs. She murmured softly and remained bent over. I continued manipulating her cunt lips, rubbing our combined wetness up her ass crack, over the exposed brown hole of her bottom. She moaned in appreciation. Now, this was turning me on! She stood there and sort of swayed to the rythmn of my hand, until I placed both hands on the front of her still naked thighs, bent over and placed my mouth on her wet cunt. A thrill ran through me as I started sucking her flesh, saturated with my sperm. She pressed her backside to my face and moaned, the tip of my nose pushing directly into her brown asshole. I stuck my tongue deep into the warm, drenched tunnel of her vagina and breathed in the aroma of our fornication. Combined with the musky smell of her ass, I was inhaling a glut of raunchy sex. My cock was quivering with new need. ³Ohhh, yes, that¹s, ooohh, nice,² she moaned, her head still near the floor. ³Turn around and stand up,² I instructed her. She did and I put my mouth back to her wet gash and licked the nub of her clitoris. Her smell and taste were arousing me overwhelmingly. I increased my licking and nibbling, grunting into her pussy as I tried to devour her sex. She moaned and shook with appreciation at this new assault. Eating pussy! I liked eating pussy! I wanted to suck her juices, make her moan and quiver. And she obliged me, humping my face with her hot slit. With my mouth still fastened to the moist flesh of her vagina, I grabbed her naked ass, turned her around and sat her down on the bed next to me. All the while licking and sucking her wet hot cunt and clit, until she finally exploded in orgasm. ³Uhh, Euhh, uhh, uhh, uhh,² she mewled in high pitch tones as her hips bucked into my face, grinding her pulsating sex into my mouth. ³You¹re making me cum with your mouth. Uhh, uhh, uhh,² Before she was done jerking, I got up and awkwardly postioning myself as she lay half across my small bed and half on the wall, I again plunged the length of my hard meat into her hot love tunnel. She gasped and moaned as I slammed my cock in and out, fucking her hard and deep. I came again quickly, jeking my body, spewing my cum deep inside her, my prick buried in her belly. I rubbed my crotch over hers, ginding my pubes into her, in blissful splendor at this joining of our two bodies. I pulled out and rolled over, slumping in the corner of the little twin bed of my dorm room. She finished getting dressed as I started snoozing out, asking me if I wanted to come back to the dance. I couldn¹t believe she was actually going back, but I just mumbled no and lay there naked as she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. She was friendly to me afterwards and I think she was waiting for me to ask her out, but I was lost in my sad fantasy world of Playboy Bunnies and Penthouse Pets. Somewhere in my addled brain I had figured that if I could fuck a babe like Sarah or even Robin, I deserved a really good looking girlfriend, and my frizzy haired fuck didn¹t qualify. Thoughtfully and stupidly I didn¹t even use her again to get my rocks off. I deserved better..... Ha. When I hitchhiked home for breaks, everybody whom I could possibly fuck was always away or unavailable, so I was again sexless for several months, well into the winter. I pulled my pud in isolated boredom. The next guy that came along was Ivy. He was a slim black student at a nearby State University. He started talking to me as I was serving breakfast one morning (I worked in the kitchen for extra money) and we had a funny conversation about religion and how men used to kiss each other without fear. Now, as many sexual experiences as I had had with men, I had never knowingly talked to a gay man who was coming on to me. So, I just thought Ivy was being friendly. I was still sort of a stupid dweeb. After breakfast, he asked if he could stop by sometime and, as lonely as I was, being surprised that this good looking, cheerful, and sensitive black guy wanted to be my friend, I eagerly invited him to my dorm room. He stopped by that evening (I never did figure out what he was doing in our dining hall at breakfast - probably looking for a new white boy to shag.... ), and I invited him in. There was no place in those little tiny dorm rooms to sit except for my bed, so we both sat down, side by side. I thought it was odd when he resumed the conversation about men kissing men, as it was really apropos of nothing, but I was still happy to shoot the bull with him. When he suggested that we kiss so that I would know what it felt like, I was adventurous enough to try. We kissed, full on the lips I felt his tongue slip in, probing my gums, licking my teeth and entering my mouth. It occured to me then that this was more than a friendly philosophical discussion on his part. He pushed me back onto the bed, and continued kissing me hard and passionately while groping at my crotch. I was only wearing loose sweat pants with no underwear, so my instant hard on was readily apparent and available to his questing hand. He caressed my stiff cock through the material of my sweat pants with one hand and started pulling down the waistband with the other. Shit. I was horny. This guy wanted to have sex with me. He was better looking than my hand. What the fuck.. I helped him pull off my sweat pants, freeing my stiff cock. He leaned over and took me in his mouth. ³OOhhhhhhh,² I moaned, leaning back. It felt so good. Even as he sucked my aching tool, he continued to undress me until I was entirely naked. Then, as he still fervently licked and sucked my throbbing member, he undressed himself until he was as naked as I. He had a very slender, very well muscled, very black body. His dark, elegant hard cock was no thicker than mine, but slightly longer. It was also very black. I was fascinated. I reached out to touch it as Ivy continued to suck me up the wall. It was smooth and velvety to my touch and he moaned in appreciation. Ivy pushed me back onto the bed and still running his hot tongue up and down my quivering prick, he straddled my body so that his pulsing cock and balls hung before my face. I opened my mouth and started licking the already wet tip of his dick. As soon as I got his cockhead past my lips, he lowered his hips, driving the length of his hard black meat into my mouth. I was so excited and turned on. My own hips shook and trembled at his hot mouth on my cock while he fucked my mouth with his long, hard rod. He kept pushing down, down as far as he could, threatening to choke me, and then withdrawing before violating my oral cavity again. ³NNnnngnghhhhh,² I groaned around his hard cock in my throat. I was a fuck machine and I loved the sensation of his mouth on my eager meat. ³Yeagh, mmm, yeagh, mm,mm ,mmmm,² I panted feeling the beginning of that sensation, knowing I was about to cum. Then he pulled his mouth off of my hard dick and squirmed around on the bed, pulling his cock from between my lips. ³I want you to fuck me,² he said. I just gaped at him rather stupidly while he laid back on the bed, opening his legs and holding them apart with his hands, exposing his smooth brown ass and dark brown asshole. ³Go ahead,² he breathed. ³Put it inside me.² I guided the tip of my dick to his anus, which I could see was slightly open as he pulled his asscheeks apart to give me access. I slowly pushed the head of my cock into his ass as Ivy grunted slightly, his butt quivering, opening his crack wider, his stiff black cock trembling in front of me, its tip wet with pre-cum. ³Uuuuuhhhahhhhh,² he moaned happily as my stiff manhood easily slid into his open ass. ³Ohhhhh,² I moaned, enjoying the tight sensation of my hard prick buried in Ivy¹s shit hole. I immediately started pumping my cock in and out, eliciting groans of pleasure from Ivy as he began stroking his throbbing erection, his fist encircling his own black meat. God. He felt so tight. And I felt so perverted. Here we were, two stark naked fuckers, my throbbing meat slamming in and out of his black ass, burying myself to the hilt inside his asshole. My little dorm room was sandwiched in between the rest of the little dorm rooms; my door was right across the 4 foot wide hallway from the Resident Assistant. I had already gotten busted once for pot fumes under my door. He used his master key and just walked in on me getting high. I thought about what could happen now, if he were to overhear us grunting away in heat, and walk in to me driving my hot dick into Ivy¹s black ass. The thought made me hotter and I started groaning in real passion. The hot friction of my horny cock sliding in and out of that hard black butt made me moan as I felt myself going over the edge. ³Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh, Fuckmeeee,uhhhh² squealed Ivy as he squeezeed his hard black cock and started shooting his white jiz up onto my stomach and chest. ³Unnnghhhhhh² I moaned, releasing my sperm into his ass, shooting my cream deep into his guts. I shuddered and trembled as I came, feeling his hot cum splash against my red curly hair, soaking my front with spunk. ³Oh, uh, oh, ou , uh,² we groaned and jerked in rythmn, cumming, spewing our juices. I slammed into him as deep as I could go, making him moan with pleasure and pain, raising his ass off my bed, rubbing my sperm saturated chest against his smooth black skin; slithering against him in hot ectasy. Finally, we stopped twitching and we lay there for awhile, my cock embedded in his ass; his sperm soaking into our skins. He was a little aloof after we got dressed, but said he would stop by and see me the next time he was at our college. I felt ashamed in the aftermath that I couldn¹t seem to get laid, but I could be a homo again. Even worse, a week later, my crotch started itching. I chalked it up to crotch itch, but as time went by it got worse and worse and finally I started noticing these orange stains on my bed and pubic belly and chest hair. I went to the college doctor. He told me I had lice. Awwww yechhh! I was totally grossed out (I didn¹t even know that a person who ³bathed regularly² could get lice.) I ended up shaving off all of my pubic hair and chest hairs. After that, which was about two months after I had fucked Ivy, he came back again. Although the sex was about an exact duplicate of the last time he stopped by, he went wild over the fact that I had shaved. I didn¹t tell him that it was because he gave me lice. Yechh. But I was a horny little bastard and fucked him anyway. And, yep, it was his lice. He left some behind. That time I cleaned up rather carefully. But I couldn¹t get laid to save my life. I did a few nude modeling gigs for the art classes at Dunwoody, but no offers. There was another chick who modeled nude for the classes all the time and we did a couple of sessions together. This was a hot looking babe with skin the color of light chocolate. She came on to a friend of mine and he said that he ended up fucking her five times in one night - at her insistence! He thought she was nuts and said his dick got really sore. But I, who was publicly almost rubbing my naked bod against hers - nothin¹! Shit. By the end of my freshman year in college, that was the sum total of my sexual experiences. Well, I did go back to my old habits of getting naked and masturbating wherever I could get away with it. But the only public place I jerked off in a lot was the small theater in the arts building. It was about the size of a high school gym, but there was a place up above where I could be hidden from view and nobody ever climbed up there. I would lie there naked while a class was going on or a theater rehearsal, pulling my pud, while studious little collegiates worked not twenty feet away. I was usually stoned. I fantasized about orgies as my sperm shot up and landed on my naked body. As far as fucking goes, things could only improve. And, at long last, during the summer of Œ73, sex got better. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>