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I am a happily married, ordinary, middle aged guy. I have an ordinary
middle aged life with the house; the children; the cat; the
community;etc. I also have had an interesting sex life. Nobody knows
everything I¹ve done. There is a part of me that wants to be known. The
Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to exhibitionism and let all
us voyeurs watch as I replay My Sex Life.
All of the stories written here are true. It¹s been spiced up where
necessary to hold the interest of the reader, but the events as portrayed
actually happened.
*If you would like to comment on; reply to; or......meet face to face,
something like that (in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail
me at: im_sub@hotmail.com. I am interested in feedback.
Hitchhiking across America, the summer of Œ72:
I was 18 years old. I had long, red, curly hair - about two inches
above my shoulders. I thought I was fat. However, in retrospect, I had a
great little 18 year old body. I weighed about 170 lbs. and I was 6¹
tall. I just never had a natural musculature. So, to me, my body looked
³soft² and therefore fat. I didn¹t really understand until I was about 25
or 26 that I looked ³hot.² I was a little, hippie stud muffin that was
into anything and everything, but I actually thought that I was almost
³unattractive.² I suppose that was part of a disarming innocence on my
part. In spite of my perpetual horniness and perverse fantasies, I really
didn¹t think that anyone else would be interested in me. Damn. It¹s
almost sad. Such a cute kid I was.
So, All gone to look for America. Stuck out my thumb and off I went.
Somewhere in Ohio, I got a ride from an old guy (50 to 60 years old?)
in a pick up truck. I threw my backpack into the truck bed and climbed
into the cab.
³Where¹ya off to?² he inquired.
³California,² I replied.
³Heh,² he laughed, ³I¹m only going a few miles, but I can take you that far.²
³That¹s great,² I said, willing to go 5 miles or 500, as long as I was
headed the right way.
The cab of the pick-up truck was clean and empty. Except, that on the
seat between us, there were several hard core pornographic magazines. I
casually glanced down at them and checked out the graphic covers.
³You can go ahead and look at those,² said the old guy. ³Feel free.²
³Thanks,² I said, picking up one of the magazines.
It was a well thumbed through mag with very explicit shots of men and
women fucking. There were big cocks pushing into naked cunts and spewing
cum over eager faces. Dicks getting sucked by willing mouths and fucking
cunts in front and behind. Lots of cum. Lots of pussy. Lots of big, fat
cocks.
I had been jerking off to Penthouse and / or Playboy for years now, but
this was the first hard core porno magazine I had ever seen. This
incredible erotic montage of lurid sex gave me a first class erection
almost immediately.
³That make you hard?² probed the old guy reaching over to my side of
the truck, placing his hand on my crotch and giving my stiff cock a
squeeze.
Whoa, I thought, this is strange. Where is this going?
³Yeah, that¹s nice,² he said, his hand still grasping and shaking my
prick a little. ³You want to show it to me?² He glanced at me with
pleasant expectation.
My chest tightened. My cock was hard. His hand was massaging my
groin, gently squeezing my prick and my balls. I was aroused...
³Ffwwww.² I blew out my breath.
What the hell. With my heart pounding, I slipped my shorts and
underwear down and let my erect cock jump free.
³Man, that¹s nice,² he said, reaching over again and stroking my shaft.
³Ahhh,² I sighed involuntarily, the feel of his calloused hand on my
penis turning me on.
³Yeah.... You play with it,² he said removing his hand.
He opened his own pants as I gently squeezed my throbbing tool. His
cock was stiff when he took it out. It was about the same size as mine -
6 inches, but definitely thicker around.
³Here¹s where I get off,² he chuckled as he pulled onto an exit ramp
off of the highway.
It was a long ramp and halfway through, he pulled the truck over onto
the grass, well off the shoulder.
³Let me have some of that,² he said after the truck was stopped. And
he leaned over to take my stiff manhood into his mouth.
³Ohh, ohh² I moaned, not sure this was a good idea.
He sucked me deep into his mouth, managing to stimulate my cockhead and
my veined shaft while gently stimulating my balls.
³Godddd,² I gasped.
This was extraordinary. This old guy was slurping away on my boned
organ like a professional cunt. I¹d never felt anything like this
before. His head was bobbing up and down, licking, sucking, vacuuming my
hard cock like he was competing in the Best Blow job finals.
³Ohh, ohh, oh,,... I panted, feeling my tightness grow and swell.
³AHhh,,hh,hhhh,² I cried, my sperm gushing into his willing mouth.
My prick pumped my jizz, shooting over and over while he eagerly drank
my cum.
³Nn-no,² I begged, ³stop, please, I can¹t take anymore - as his mouth
continued to piston my cock.
After giving my cock head a few licks, cleaning the dribbling sperm
from my pee hole (and continuing to drive me up the wall), he rose up with
a satisfied look on his face. His cock was still rock hard.
³Would you be interested in doing me?² he asked, rubbing his dick.
I nervously shook my head, my body still coming down from this
incredible orgasm. I didn¹t want to suck this guy now. Not here. Not in
the middle of the highway. And not after I¹d just cum. And he was
old.....
I put myself back together and got my backpack from the back of the the
truck.
³Uh, thanks,² I said through the open window.
He nodded, sort of half smiled, and drove off, his stiff manhood still
poking out of his pants.
Whew, I thought to myself. This hitchhiking can get a little weird. I
still couldn¹t believe that this old guy could give me a blow job like
that. It was really incredible.
I met up with another hitchhiker somewhere in Nevada and we rode into
Beserkley together. He was staying with some friends and invited me to
crash at their pad (yeah, I actually crashed at their pad. Far out). I
called up the two guys that I had made friends with the last summer in the
survival school, Bill and Paul, but they were both up at Lake Tahoe. Paul
was camping with a girlfriend and Bill was working on a lighting crew at
an entertainment casino. I wandered around Berkeley for a day and
scored a couple of hits of acid. Another first for me. I dropped a hit
and spent that day and night in a wired and wonderful world. I had dinner
with my crash pad friends -lasagna baked with marijuana, and wandered over
to People¹s Park at night. People¹s Park was essentially a hobo jungle by
this time, but I spent a great night talking with the Fabulous Furry Freak
Brothers around a campfire and listening to hallucinations.
The next day, I got up late and immediately did my other hit of acid
for lunch. This time I wandered up into the hills, staying in the
woods. Near the top of a hill, in what I thought was secluded splendor,
I took off all of my clothes and sat down against a giant tree, in a lotus
position to meditate. As I sat there, nude and unafraid, the inspiring
effects of the LSD acted upon my libido, and my cock stiffened in its
solitary, pleasure seeking prominence. Without touching myself, or
fantasizing at all, my world, centered in my hard prick began to orgasm in
rippling, sensual brilliance. In this orgiastic light (in which my prick
was not actually pumping or cumming), I vaguely noticed that I was not as
secluded as I had thought. I was obviously near a jogging path, for a man
came puffing up the hill, facing me and veered off about fifteen feet away
to pass me on the right and continue on his way. His face looked
surprised as he passed me, but not shocked. This was Beserkley after
all. As I continued to sit there in an acid induced sexual high, another
man jogged by. This one stared at my stiff meat with some interest, but
he kept going. All in all, about 4 or 5 joggers, all male, passed me by
in the space of a couple of hours (only a guess - time was not rational
with me just then). My dick remained at steel hard attention all this
time and my body throbbed with carnal excitement. I was ³way out there.²
Then a woman jogged up. She was had large eyes, a small nose and
normal sensual lips. Her dark hair was long and her large breasts bounced
up and down unfettered under a raggedly cut off shirt. Her very tan
midriff was exposed and her wide hips were loosely enclosed by an old pair
of denim shorts. When she saw me, she stopped and jogged in place,
staring at this strange naked long red haired buddha with his stiff
phallus waving in front of him. Her sweat sheened body was taut and fit
and she seemed interested in my nonchalant erect nudity. In my exotic
figmented erotica, I simply smiled back at her, not moving my hands off of
my knees from their circle O position. My erection still pulsed in front
of me. She finally jogged up to me at the tree and continued to bounce up
and down in place. My hardness was twitching in time to her exercise and
I could smell her sweat streaked body just a foot in front of me. As I
began to look up at her perspiring face, she lifted up her shirt and began
circling her hands on her now bare nipples. She continued to jog in place
as she did this and I felt my steady breathing rising in time with the
more ragged gasps of her workout. I started taking in sharp breaths as
she massaged her tits in front of me, fondling her nipples, her legs still
moving up and down. She was obviously excited by this scenario and she
looked down at me in rapt sensuality as her hands stroked down her half
bare body to the waistband of her shorts.
She flipped open the snap with her thumbs and pulled apart the zipper,
exposing her wet panty clad crotch. With one motion, she pushed down her
shorts and panties to her thighs, her legs suddenly stopping their running
motion as she spread her thick, bushy twat in my face.
One hand moved to her naked cunt and she began manipulating her wet
slit, her legs planted open and her hips jutting out towards my face in an
aroused stance.
I was panting now and my whole body was trembling in my acid turn-on.
The sense of rippling orgasm that had been going on this whole time was
now centered in my pulsing meat. As I smelled her hot pussy juices
dripping from her probing fingers, I started shaking and moaning in low
tones. My hands moved of their own volition towards my throbbing manhood.
Then as they both met at my crotch, covering my balls and cock, I
exploded into a mind wrenching orgasm. Liquid fire coursed through my
penis as my hot cum erupted, shooting up into the air, splattering on my
erotic seducer¹s sweat sheened leg.
³AHHHHHHHHHH!² I cried as I bent over, my face falling onto her sweaty
calf, sliding down her wet leg across my own sperm as the power of my
orgasm overwhelmed me.
I clutched my crotch as everything burst into orgiastic splendor and I
felt nothing but waves of rippling luscious sex. Sex. Cumming. Insane
fire shooting from my whole body, spewing from my madly dancing prick.
Everything Orgasm as Everything else ceased to exist.
I don¹t know how long the orgasm lasted. I don¹t know how long the
woman stayed there. I don¹t know if she tried to revive me or if I even
blacked out. All I remember is coming back to awareness, still in a lotus
position, but bent over, my face to the ground. The woman was gone and it
seemed later in the day.
I was still tripping, but it was less intense. I concluded that the
event had not been one big hallucination because besides the cum on my
hands and penis, there was dried cum on my face from where I had fallen
against her leg.
I shakily put my clothes on and walked back down to Beserkley. What a
wild thing life was....
I left the next day, hitchhiking up to Lake Tahoe to visit my friends.
I got high in the morning with the people I had been staying with, and the
second ride I had got me high again. I was cruising along very nicely.
It was dark by the time my last ride picked me up. A younger man,
somewhere in his twenties.
He was driving an old beat up sedan, and I knew as soon as I got in the
car that this guy was somewhat whacked out. He talked a blue streak all
the way into Tahoe and all the time kept on checking out my body, my face,
my crotch. And he looked like something out of the old movie ³Reefer
Madness.² He was that agitated. By the time he drove into an isolated
residential street overlooking the California part of the lake, I was a
little worried about just how bizarre this guy was. But - as soon as he
stopped the car and reached over and grabbed my cock through my shorts, I
immediately got a hard on. Ah, the insanity of my youth.
I let him unzip my shorts and pull down my underwear, freeing my rigid
tool. He promptly bent over across the seats and took my stiff meat into
his mouth.
He began savagely sucking and slurping away on my meat as if he had
been starving for teenage cock and I was his taste of deliverance. He
grabbed me and pumped my penis in a mad frenzy of need. .
³Yeah,² he said, ³You like me fucking you, don¹t you. You like my
mouth on your prick. Yeah. I can fuck you in the ass. Huh? huh? Come
on your face. You¹d like that. My hard cock up your asshole. Want me to
fuck you in the ass? I could tie you up and fuck you in the ass until you
squealed.²
All the while he was babbling, he was pulling on my pud, masturbating
me, his mumbling mouth inches from my cock head. He would ferociously
swallow my cock, gobbling up my pulsing hardness and then go back to
talking about all the ways he¹s like to violate my teenage body.
And while he was really scaring me, I was also really turned on. I
didn¹t want him to any these perverse things to me, but his rantings were
getting me hotter and hotter.
³Uuoohhhh,² I moaned as I started shuddering and my cock began pumping
out my hot cum.
³Yeah, yeah,² he gurgled, taking my spewing manhood deep into his
throat, sucking the throbbing gobs of jiz from my prick.
He kept on sucking, vacuuming my penis dry, drinking my cum and
writhing on the front seat of his car. I had to push his head off of my
cock, as he kept on licking and sucking.
³I can fuck you in the ass. You want me to fuck you in the ass?² he
queried as he finally got his face off of my crotch.
³No,² I mumbled. ³I have to get down to the beach. Some friends are
waiting.²
³Okay,² he said. And that was all.
He didn¹t say another word as he drove me down to the beach. He
stopped, I got my stuff and he took off. Didn¹t say another word. He was
bizarre.
I found my friend Paul at the beach along with his girlfriend. We
spent a pleasant night together, they in their tent, me in my sleeping
bag, and after catching up on old times and getting high with them, I left
in the afternoon for the North shore of the Lake where Bill was working at
a casino.
I got up there by evening and managed to hook up with Bill. He was a
member of the lighting crew on this rock production and was actually
working the board during the performance. A major rock group was
performing. I knew their music and owned a couple of their albums, so it
was really cool to hang out with Bill, get high and watch the show.
After the performance, Bill told me that we¹d meet the band later, but
he didn¹t want to compete with all of the groupies and hangers on until
they sorted themselves out. We went to the suite in the hotel where he
stayed when he wanted to with a whole bunch of other people. As far as I
could figure, this was the crew room where they were staying, but it was
a very large combination bedroom and living room. There were two king
sized beds and several couches. It looked like a magnified hotel room.
It was treated more as a communal party room. I never did really figure
out who ³stayed² there. A lot of people were just going in and out with
girlfriends or perhaps wives or perhaps just appreciative members of the
audience. Bill and I reminisced over the survival school while we smoked
some very fine weed. I was zonked stoned within the first half hour and
then somebody brought out some cocaine, which I had never tried before.
They did the whole mirror and twenty dollar bill number and I snorted
several lines, making my nose first irritated and then numb.
Cocaine. Interesting drug. It works right on the old brain giving
you a feeling of power and perception. And between that and the pot I had
been smoking, I was on top of the world. My universe expanded to the
point where anything was possible. I minutely observed all of the coming
and goings and carrying on of the band, the crew and their friends.
The lead singer in this rock group (I don¹t want to identify them or
the group because who knows, by now they are probably all respectable
grandfathers. I heard an interview on the radio not too long ago with one
of the surviving members) had come in and was making out on one of the
king sized bed with two girls. He was having a lot of fun, very slow and
very erotic and I unabashedly stared at them, getting very turned on in my
flying high state. He was performing in an tantalizing, seductive manner
and, in my condition, I was mesmerized.
He would kiss and fondle one girl while the other opened his shirt and
caressed his chest. Then he switched to that girl, slowly disrobing her
while the first further undressed him. They seemed totally oblivious to
the fact that the room was full of people! They kept on exposing more and
more flesh, and I surreptiously checked out the other people in the room.
They were mostly watching the same as I! Or, they were making out with
each other. Bill was somewhere else by this time; I hadn¹t a clue what to
do... so I watched the show.
I discreetly massaged my hard dick through my pants as they all finally
got naked and his semi-hard prick was exposed to view. The buzz that I
was feeling moved into my crotch making my erection pulse as I appreciated
these very young, very nubile, very naked females working on this guy.
They were both opening their legs and occasionally stroking their wet
cunts and pussy lips, putting on a show for the watching crowd. It was
almost funny. I would have been embarrassed to stare at them, but I was
cruising so high that my embarrassment circuit was turned off. Plus the
fact that there were about ten other people in the room paying some or
rapt attention to this ribald display of flesh.
The two girls were all over him, both of them licking his cock, one
sucking on his balls, the other taking his half stiff meat into her mouth
and working up and down its glistening shaft. He had a decent size cock -
bigger than mine, probably about 7 inches long as the girls made it
grow. I was amazed that he wasn¹t rock hard already, but he seemed to be
enjoying himself as one girl continued to fondle his hairy balls in her
hands and with her mouth. They were both moaning in appreciation while
the performer just laid back and enjoyed himself. The girls were putting
on their own show as one lewdly licked his balls and inner thighs while
the other continued to flick the tip of her tongue over the head of his
penis. The Band leader tangled his hands in her hair and urged her
forward, pushing her hungry mouth down on his now throbbing meat. She
swallowed him while the other girl moved and let her perspiring breasts
rub against their bodies, her erect nipples eliciting moans of
satisfaction as they grazed against the writhing naked forms. The girl
sucking his hard meat hollowed out her cheeks and bobbed up and down on
his tool.
It was the most public lewd spectacle I had ever seen!
Now there were other couples groping and undressing in the well lit
room. Everybody seemed to have no compunctions about overt, open sex.
Another couple about two feet away from me began undressing, feeling
each other and kissing and fondling while still standing up. Her shirt
came off and then her pants and panties until she was naked while the guy
she was with still had all of his clothes on except for his hard cock
sticking out of his pants. Then, she kneeled before him, naked except for
her boots, her ass about six inches away from me and began sucking his
stiff tool, enjoying the fleshy hardness. Her hard tits jiggled as she
began slurping on his trembling meat in earnest.
I couldn¹t believe this whole scene. I was at an orgy and I didn¹t
have a date. I was contemplating just pulling out my raging hard on and
simply jerking off when Bill walked back in the door with two young
girls. He spotted me and I praised him forever in my mind as he walked
over to me.
³Hey Greg,² said Bill, ³This is Kim and Diane.²
Kim was a busty brunette, tall and that indefinite age between 16 and
21 - she was dressed in a tie dyed t-shirt and tight jeans. It was
deliciously obvious that she wasn¹t wearing a bra. Her tits were
voluptuous. Diane was younger than Kim, somewhere between 13 and 16 I¹d
say, but I really wasn¹t a very good guesser. She could have been as
young as 12. She had on a granny dress that might have made her look
younger than she really was- it seemed out of place. And her breasts were
small, barely pushing out from the fabric of her dress.
³Hi,² I said lamely as Kim and Bill started immediately making out -
she was licking his neck and their hands were fondling each other.
Again, being still young and weird, despite my own odd sexual
experiences, I was hung up and unsure about this whole scene.
Unbelievable. There was a very visible, very hard, famous rock star in
the bed with two hot little twats, not ten feet away from me; another good
looking nude slut sucking some guy off two feet away from me, I was as
high as I had ever been in my life and I was certainly as horny as I had
ever been - and here I was getting embarrassed at Bill introducing me to
some young chick while he was getting off with her older friend. And I
was very, very high. A million contradictory thoughts were zooming
through my head as my own hard contradictory dick pulsed inside my pants.
I smiled weakly at Diane and unfortunately, she smiled weakly back. No
hot porn slut jumping on me here.
³Uh, are you from Tahoe?² I inquired feebly.
³No, we live in Albuquerque. We¹re just here for the band,² she replied.
³OHhhh, Suck the man¹s tool, honey!² shouted the guy next to me to the
long haired beauty working on his stiff prick.
His shirt was off by now and his pants around his ankles as he drove
his hips back and forth, pounding in and out of her mouth.
The lead singer had one of the girls bent over kneeling on the bed and
was fucking her doggy style while the other babe was writhing against him,
rubbing her nipples up and down his back, caressing his flesh.
³Oh my God!² I heard and I turned around again to see Kim¹s hands
encircling Bill¹s huge phallus.
Diane turned around to look also and I ended up behind her watching as
Bill stripped off Kim¹s top, exposing her full fleshy mounds and palming
her hard nipples as she helped him off with his clothes. She was awed by
the size of his horse cock and I was seriously impressed myself. I didn¹t
remember it as big as it was....
I finally took a risk and began kissing Diane¹s neck and ears from
behind her, pressing my own hard rod into her backside. I was not sure
how this girl who still looked like a child would react, but I drew her to
me, my hands massaging her shoulders, creeping down to the small swell of
her breasts. She offered no resistance.
Yes! Now, I could join in this madness and I let my sensual spirit
take over. I continued massaging my hands over her shoulders and slowly
down to her small breasts. There was a mass orgy going on and I was
overwhelmingly, erotically high. I deliberately pushed my hard manhood
against Diane¹s tight ass, into her small butt. God, I was hot!
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