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The Transition  

eyewant2play_wU 63M  
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6/10/2020 5:21 pm
The Transition


I love sex, love women and their marvelous bodies, and always have. In high school I was the gentleman that liked to kiss until I touched and sucked my very first breast. Wow, then the train went completely off the rails as I could not get enough of those beautiful bodies and all those young women have them to share with me, and so many of them did. I guess that is when I discovered and developed my oral fixation; a daily need that is still not met. My youthful desires made me seek those lovely bodies all the more and as soon as I had an opportunity to be inside a woman; that set me up to love sex, forever. Even then I wondered, “if anyone else had discovered this wonderful sex thing then why were we wasting our precious time to do other things instead of sex?”

I married a young, a virgin girl, who just absolutely loved sex and to this day almost always climaxes every we time we have sex in any form. So, we spent the next several years enjoying each other and the joy of sex with a few pregnancies over several years. Along the way, I found magazines, movies, and the usual things that helped our sexual appetite grow and the desire to increase our sexual pleasure. My wife, raised religious and conservative, was open to fantasy’s but had no desire to engage in them except once. We were with a couple, good friends, lots of alcohol and a hot tub where the suits eventually came off, mine was the first, and as erections developed, the lady’s loved the attention to their breasts as we played with erect nipples, and we were all ready to go to the next level. Some of us started to get there and as soon as his wife was on my lap and my wife was on his lap hoping the jets and bubbles would provide a mask of what was really going on. We were looking at each other across the hot tub and knowing what we all wanted and not sure enough that any of us were brave enough to continue.

His wife only brushed my cock with her sweet butt as I wanted to sink it deep into her but she floated too easy because of the jets were on high, water movement shifted her, and her buoyancy was too great I was not able to penetrate her. As much as I wanted to be inside her I just could not get it done and the bubbles made it too obscure for us to watch each other. I know that the watching was part of the fun. My wife did not have that problem of too much buoyancy, so I found out later. She said she sat on his lap because she was looking at me and figured I was inside his wife. I was pretty drunk and with a raging hard-on could not get my cock in his wife and I did not even suspect that our friend was deep in my wife. She moved around and wanted him to consummate her but he was too drunk to finish. I found out all of this later she had hoped that he would fill her full of his cum. That event became our fantasy and desire for many years to come as we shared with each other how we had wanted, still want, and hoped he would seed her someday. I would love to see him seed her full to overflowing. This memory has been a dream shared between us often as I so wanted to see this and so much more. I have wanted to see his cum dripping out of her knowing she had welcomed another man into her womb. Like so many men, I guess the desire to see sperm in her that is not mine has become my focus and my fantasy forevermore. I now was one of those guys that dreamed of his wife to be filled to overflowing by another man or better yet several men. That vision slowly changed my approach to sex.

I did not realize the impact of wanting to see sperm from another man dripping out of my wife moved me to focus more on the cum and not just the sex. I would think about it while masturbating, refocus on it when I saw my own dripping from her, and the focus was now that of white gold, something that must be consumed. Consume me it did, I wondered so much more about my own ejaculate, any man’s ejaculate, better yet sperm, and what that would be like to experience it. I don’t know when the transition happened but now I was focusing more on cocks, on cocks cumming in her or on her that the cum was the focus. What was involved in seeing this happen and better yet I did want to participate experiencing other men’s cum. I dreamed what would it be like for her to have this happen and It started easy enough as I put condoms on my wife’s double headed dildo and played by myself thinking I was taking a cock deep like she would take it. Where did that come from? I read stories but never turned to the bi-sexual stories as I did not think it was me. I loved the stories of men sharing their<b> wives </font></b>and even adored the gang-bang fantasy where copious amounts of sperm were left in and on her and of course always no protection. The “white gold” from the cocks was now the focus. I now realize I loved the sperm as much as I loved the event that left it in her. So, the long and short of it, I read more bisexual stories and I now wanted to experience another man’s cock for myself. The plan began through many a chat online, contact through email, and I decided to drive 90 minutes across a state to meet a guy who was traveling by himself. I was to meet him at his hotel and experience my first giving and receiving of oral from another man. That was the plan.

I drove over to DSM to meet him and arrived early, of course, and had a hard-on all 90 minutes of the drive, dripping into my underwear, making my them sticky, and then I started thinking. All those stories I read or heard about, the bias and prejudice that may or may not apply to me in this present situation, I did the only logical thing I could do to finish my appointed destiny. I had a few drinks. I knew this would let my inhibitions fall, give the false courage to go forward, and most important it would not let me “chicken-shit out” of my desire to experience the unknown. I am educated, well read, not yet knowing fact or fiction of what to expect from what I would experience and even though I had an inkling of what to expect but, the minutes of waiting seemed like days there in the hotel lounge. Finally, I got the call from him to come up to his room.

Standing at his door waiting for him to respond my gut was in my throat, acid reflux out of control, and my face felt hot and flushed. He answered, what a relief, and he invited me in. I do not remember the small talk but I do remember the words let’s get undressed and I did so very quickly. Both of us naked, getting hard, he invited me to suck his cock. I have read about it but this was my first. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth, the skin on his cock was soft, he had showered, smelled good, and I could hear his muffled groans as his cock was in my mouth. I was at a loss of what to do next so I started thinking… what would feel good if it was me as after all I had received a blow job from my wife. The texture of his cock was nice and I heard his breath quicken and I swear his cock jumped a little in size, and it came to me I must be doing okay for my very first time. I reached up with my left hand and touched his naked ass and pulled him deeper into my throat while I massaged his balls with my right hand. The room was dark quiet and I could hear his breathing grow deeper and quicken. Then he pulled my head deeper onto him so I am thinking “I got this” and he thinks I know what I am doing. I felt his hips gyrating and a little thrusting back and forth as well; then the silence in the room was broken and he said, “let’s switch places.”

I stood up reluctantly as I was really enjoying myself, and he dropped to his knees in front of me and took me into his mouth. Warm, wet, the flicking of his tongue on the underside of my cock was marvelous. I could definitely get into this as my wife does not suck cock very well, at least she did not at this time of our life and I could feel my cock lengthen, tingle and ache with my balls drawing up into me, wow… I may have found someone to learn from. He knows how to suck cock. I became lost in my feelings as I know now he was edging me and I loved it so much. I knew I needed to accept this new pleasure in my life and apply what I was experiencing to others. I know I was flowing with pre-cum as I could hear his whimpers as he gobbled my secretions as he continued to savior and swallow. I was getting closer, cumming was inevitable and now I had to have him back in my mouth. Why did I have that urge? It was over powering and I begged him to trade with me. He did. I was back on my knees, sucking his cock to the back of my throat believing I was never going to get all I wanted.

His cock was harder now and I could taste a bit of sweetness coming from him (pre-cum), his breath quickened, his hands were on my head and he was throwing his hips into me. Yes, yes, yes was ringing out from his voice and so I was thinking I am doing pretty damn good and then… this, this was new territory as I have never done this before. I think he is getting hotter and he is going to cum. What do I do? I had read stories, viewed a few scenes from porn, but this was different as I have never been here before, a cock in my mouth and I am hungrily sucking away and furthermore I had never received a blow job to completion. What the fuck are the signs, how is it going to happen, what am I going to do, and will I know before he starts cumming? Shit, I am a guy who plans everything and while I have these thoughts racing through my mind I feel him get harder in my mouth and he really is (I now know) throat fucking me with abandon. I have tasted my own pre-cum (has a little sweetness to it) and have gone down on my wife and tried a little of my own but beyond the heightened sexual arousal I’m not sure…OMG his cock is pulsing, its warm thick and he has pulled my head into his pubis area “WTF do I do?” I am gagging; swallow, swallow, don’t throw up just keep swallowing. Holy crap, I just swallowed his cum, a little bitter, but holy crap I just swallowed his load, man this is fucking great, just keep swallowing and suck it out of him. Wow, my first blowjob and I swallowed; not sure I like the way it tastes but I like hearing him moan with satisfaction. I loved the way his cock and skin became inflamed with heat as the body was actively giving me his load, yeah that was a climax. Climax, that is an awesome word to use what just happened. He came in my mouth!

I continued to nurse the cum out of his balls until he pushed me away and said, hey man, way to sensitive. I understood and I was ready so I stood up anticipating a return performance by him and he put his shorts on and said thanks that was great and you must do this all the time. WTF, I am there with a ridged hard-on and I can tell he is dismissing me. However, what do I know as this was my first blowjob, first time someone came in my mouth, the first time I swallowed (which I am not sure I like it), and I don’t know what the societal protocol is so I put my clothes on and tucked my erection in my pants and left. I went down out the lobby door, crawled in my car and headed home with a lot to think about. And think about it I did.

Okay now TD Same, you are now a cocksucker and what do think about it. You were always such a repugnant prick with your homophobic thoughts and actions; what do think about it now and how do you classify yourself and who do you share this change in your life with as this is the new you? Is this really you or is it an activity you like? I had ninety miles of windscreen time to think about it, a time to decide if I wanted this to be a one-time thing or did I like it well enough to continue? What was my label now and who was I --- Oh fuck the labels; as that is just bullshit for others to apply their standards to me? There we go, is that the person I always have been. Okay, I am starting to get a grip on this situation and I have concluded that I do not want family or friends to know this because so many of them are very conservative and most important I now think it is a lifestyle I shall pursue for a while; I like sucking cock.

And pursue it, I did. I started finding guys that enjoyed receiving blow jobs and of course I loved getting a blowjob as well. I found that getting in a sixty-nine position was particularly enjoyable especially if we could both reach climax and cum in each other’s mouth at the same time. What I did find through this is that I spit more often than I swallowed and I’m not sure why. Through time that did change and I found it was more respectful to keep the gift that was shared with me. Even through all of that I still considered myself bi-curious verses bi-sexual. Then, I had to go on the road for work which may have changed my approach to the term bisexual, forever.

I was in Arlington Texas at a Courtyard for my work and found a guy that was interesting and through a few drinks, conversation, I invited him up to my room. I was looking forward to giving and maybe receiving a blowjob. He came in and I was busily removing all my clothes (I am not a fan of wearing clothes in the first place) and when I looked over and he was naked as well with a decent package at the semi-ready. I had him sit on the edge of the bed and I got on my knees, reached for his cock and took him in my mouth savoring the pleasure of his cock, ever growing bigger while under my control. His thickness was better than average, which was a plus, and the length was more than my usual pleasure. You see I have a gag reflex and as hard as I try I am limited on what I can get down my throat. A six is comfortable, a six and a half pushes the limit, and above that it really starts an uncontrollable gagging, and beyond that it is just impossible for me to take it down my throat (much to my dismay). I am just loving the way he is responding as I listen to his breathing, feel the length maxing out, and the moans as I have my right hand massaging his balls and the left had massaging the base of his cock. I cannot take it all in and I am figuring he is a seven and a half plus. I am really into sucking his cock and anticipating a wonderful reward from him. I am actively pressing to get more of him down my throat, man do I want it all, when he has me stop.

Of course, being obedient I stopped. I have decided that I love sucking cock so much and I want to enjoy every moment as a new adventure to be relished, I am confused and disappointed when he has me stand up. He then places a couple of pillows on the bed next to us. He has me lay face down so my hips are supported on the pillows and my ass is up in the air. I am not dumb as I am pretty sure I know what is going to happen and extremely excited as well. The thrill of the unknown and my sexual excitement of things of come, I was so horny form sucking his cock, I laid down desiring the next steps he was going to take. I felt the bed move under his knees as he crawled on top of me and placed his hard cock between my cheeks. I felt the wetness from my saliva as he moved his cock up and down my ass. My cock getting more ridged by the minute and it was actually aching from the extra blood in there. His cock pulled away and I am so disappointed because I now had to have that cock in me even though I still did not know what it was like or what would happen next. Oh, that is cold, something cold, slick, moist on my button and did it ever awaken my senses and then his hot cock returned—he had applied lube and now rubbed his cock up and down my ass again. He slowed his humping and that which was now slick and slimy felt fantastic as he moved it up and down the crack of my ass. He lined up his ridged cock, I felt the pressure of his big cock pushing into my sphincter, and he was going to have me. I was elated with anticipation knowing I was about to be fucked, was I about to become his bitch, OMG I loved the thought of being taken. I never wanted anything so much in my life as I wanted him inside me.

Holy crap the feel-good pressure was now pain as he was driving his cock deep into me. My ass was on fire, the pain was throbbing, and then pop---he had pushed through the outer ring and my heavy breathing was now returning to normal. The pain was now a warmth that I loved, the pressure now had a fullness inside me as he lay on top of me allowing to adjust to the size… by damn his cock was buried in me! I was getting fucked! I was now his to do with as he wanted and I loved that feeling. This had fulfilled an unknown, a fantasy of mine and I was loving every minute of it even though he had just started. Man, I loved it and I was thinking, “I am his bitch now because I would protest if he stopped”. He was working his cock around in me with such expertise and it was wonderful to feel his size inside of my ass. I was getting warmer by the second and so in response I started squeezing his cock as hard as I could with my anal muscles. This increased my and his pleasure all the more or at least the groans were indicating that was the case. I was thinking I can’t let him pull out of me as this is so “fucking wonderful, literally”. My cock was aching and the pillow I was laying on felt damp. Pre-cum, my cock was flowing with pre-cum and it felt amazing, this was glorious more than I had ever dreamed; had he put a condom on?

He was in me bareback! OMG! In me bareback and what shall I do? Oh, this is wonderful the way he is working his cock in and out of me, touching all the walls, going deep and pulling back out and then slamming it deep again, I don’t fucking care. I am yours just don’t stop. Oh, this is wonderful and I love it. I had read about how good it feels getting fucked and I had no idea it was this good or felt this wonderful, ever. No wonder women love this so much. Wait, am I his bitch? Yes, yes, it feels fantastic and I resolve to be your bitch, what more do you want? Take my ass, it is yours, give me your cum. PLEASE LEAVE YOUR CUM IN ME! Yes, right now I am a bitch and I cannot imagine anything else being better than this. He was good, getting into a routine of fucking me, in and out, in and out, just stopping short of being all the way out before slamming it as deep as he could. About every three minutes he would gyrate his hips while he was deep in me, moving side to side, up and down. I remember my wife’s Kegel exercises and I really start clamping down on his big cock of his with all my might, giving it everything I had to pinch his cock off deep inside me. I never wanted it to stop and I wanted that cock in me forever, OMG do not stop. When I massaged his big cock with my anal muscles he loved it so much. Even though it was my first fuck, I was doing it right. I think he loved it as much as I did, or at least I hoped so. He was in a routine now doing the same thing over and over, this Texan knew how to fuck. He had worked my ass perfect for ten to fifteen minutes now and showed no signs of slowing down. It was first but it truly was the perfect fuck. Sometime after fifteen minutes or there about, he picked up the pace and my ass had a deep warmth to it. I had received and responded well to him and I was flowing out of my cock pretty steadily as he was banging the shit out of my prostrate and I had no idea this could be that wonderful. His pace quickened.

We were well over fifteen now and he felt bigger in me now. He was really pounding my ass and when I thought it could not feel better, I was wrong. The harder he pounded, the more I loved it. He would pull out almost all the way out before he slammed it deep inside again. He was really going fast now and my ass was on fire from the friction, well lubed mind you, but the intensity was fabulous. He was breathing hard and groaning, getting louder by the second, and he must be close. He is going to cum in me! How glorious he is going to dump his seed deep, yes deep into my bowels. He is slamming hard and like a piston he is going so fast, OMG I love it. And he slams home as hard as he could and I lift my ass towards him hoping I can get more of him inside me, he goes rigid, his cock, his whole body… I feel the cock pulsing, hot cum spewing inside me. Yes, I can feel the warm cum inside me and his cock is twitching and when his cock moves as he tries to drive more of his cock into me. My senses are overloaded and I crying out groaning with pleasure and I realize his groans of ecstasy are louder than mine. He has really called out, loud. He groans are softer now as his cock is twitching deep in me leaving all the cum he has. I love it as I realize I am a good fuck, a good piece of ass for him. I am proud and then I at first uncontrollable squeeze the cum out of his cock. He responds with slight groans and then I pick up the pace of milking his cum out with my ass muscles. I have to have it all. It is too late to be concerned about a condom now so I want every bit of the cum he has for me.

I am thinking about his cock, it is still in me as he is still on top, has not moved off. It was the first time I was fucked and I have decided it will probably not be the last. And I am so content I just keep milking the cum out of his cock every few seconds by working my ass muscles. Damn, I want all that cum, buddy. I feel so warm inside and love that his cock, even though smaller now, is still inside. How long before it falls out? I don’t want that as I want to enjoy the pleasure of the fuck… and then he is moving a little more. Gyrations, a little forward and back, and I think his cock is growing again. He never came out and he has plugged the hole with all his cum still in me. It may be a while till it come out as I was face down, ass in the air, and I raised up so he could deposit it as deep as possible. His cock is growing, I can feel it. He is moving more now and it is really slick. The cum he gifted me is also lubing me more now. This is awesome s his cock is much bigger now. OMG, I get more fucking from his glorious cock. I hope he cums in me again. Yes, yes, I am yours, fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me some more.

He is definitely hard again, as hard as before and maybe more so. He is groaning and screaming while I squeeze down on his cock. He is a mad-man fucking and pounding all he is worth, at times I feel cool air hit my ass as he may have come completely out before burying it deep again. Same pattern as before, hard pounding trying to drive his cock through me to the other side and then would stop and gyrate around and around. I think he was trying to stretch my ass big so he could crawl deep into me. I think he can! I thought he worked hard before, that was nothing to what he was doing now. He now owned my ass and was going to do what he wanted. And that was okay because I now gift it to him, you own my ass, you own me. I loved it! Yes, I was his now and owned me and knew it. I wanted his cock pounding more than anything else I have ever had. I was pushing up to him, I reached back and spread my cheeks with my hands, I don’t know how I was going to get more of him in me but I had to try. His groans and screaming were drowning out mine, it was now an animalistic fuck—there was a sexual madness that overtaken both of us. He had to dominate me, seed me again, own me, and own me he did. He slammed me harder, groaned louder, and did all he could for well over fifteen minutes. I felt his cock get bigger, was that possible, more riged than before, trying to snap it off inside me and all I wanted to do and did do was squeeze down on that marvelous cock that was ruling my life.

He paused for a second, pulled my ass cheeks apart and rammed his long thick home, he was screaming, he was cumming, pulsing, hotter than before, he was cumming deep, deep, in me. His whole body convulsed as I know he pulled every bit of sperm from deep in his balls and deposited it in me. His cock along with his body twitched uncontrollably and every time I felt more, warm cum flow into me. My ass naturally milked his cock, it knew what to do. It knew that was the pinnacle and I welcomed his spunk down into me. Continual flexing and milking, that was my ass, its’ response, as it had welcomed his seed as it had before and my bowels begged for it all. They had to have it all. I never thought this was possible but I was his, I must be his, and my ass was for him. My milking continued and I could only imagine I was getting the last of his sperm in me with flexing continual and automatic. I did not consciously know but my ass did, I continued you to milk him until he popped out.

I felt empty when his cock had come out. I was warmly satisfied and still sad as I had loved him in me, what he did, how he did it, and he fucked me really well and the best thing is he seeded me twice. He left big loads in me as I now had two loads in me for the first time ever. I felt satisfied and wondered if a woman feels this good when cum is left in her. It was awesome. I realized that though I am masculine bi-curious, things may have just changed. The masculine, yes still, love the sex not the romance. But as I lay there as he got up got dressed and left I would be his anytime he wanted, he could fuck me as often and however he wanted, were those the right feelings? Maybe not, I did not know his name and he was my first and probably not my last.

So, the transition is complete. I like cock, sucking it to completion and under the right conditions taking it inside of me. I remember the first time well. Would it ever be that good again? I had cum dripping out of me for the next eighteen hours, glorious! I wonder, would several men doing the same thing to me be something I would love?

kandaforsex 42M/43F
7 posts
6/12/2020 3:02 pm

I want to be in the hot tub with your wife and in the hotel room with you...in the hot tub you can have some of my wife


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