This is a story of how I was turned to become a household boy and then gigolo for all kind of ladies who used me like anything for their satisfaction. Part1 .... It all started when I was returning from office late night  one day when my tire punctured and there was no one nearby to repair. I was waiting for some transport to move ahead. Meanwhile a white car came in the direction I wanted to go and stopped near me. The driver slid the window pane down and asked me if I needed any help. Since there was no…

I woke up to a body full of pain. A tube ran down my throat and pins threw each knee and attached to medal rods running on each side of them. My left hand was in a cast, my jaw wired shut, and my chest ached like never before. A nurse came into the room and saw I was awake. “Don't move, I will get the doctor. You were in a bad accident.” Was all she said before rushing out of the room. A few minutes later the doctor came in. “Hello. How are you feeling?” “I hurt all over,”…

I am 70 years old and have a step-daughter 52 years of age.  She lives in Florida, while I live in Idaho.  When we lived closer to each other, I would visit her from time to time with her mom and I would always walk out with a hard on.  She is a tall blonde, big tits, small waist, big ass and the longest legs you can find, but she always managed to give me a peek as she would bend down to pick something off the floor and those tits spilled out almost to the floor, or she would…

Ever since my first fuck with my brother, it felt like my pussy was ready for fucking 24/7! I'd wake up and my hand would immediately slide down my stomach to find my cunt lips already damp with my juices. Most days I'd just pump my fingers into my hungry hole until sweet orgasmic bliss rushed over me, but if I was feeling extra horny, I'd cross the hall to Benjy's room and wake him up by wrapping my lips around his morning wood. I loved to see it standing straight up, tenting the bedclothes like my own personal fuck…

I am a short person, not extremely well built but sometimes other larger men seem to get a hard on when I am close to them.  Sometimes I wonder if it is something I say or do.  Maybe my actions when talking with them suggest something else entirely. The following is an example of what happened last week when I visited a friend in Florida and went to a football game with him. We did the normal stuff: hotdogs, beer, standing and shouting as our team did something good.  The place was packed and there was a guy directly behind…

Based on experiences working in the isolation tier at a women's prison: --- You check your watch, get out of your chair and open the heavy door leading to the cells. It's time for yet another cell check, which in isolation is done every ten minutes, all day, every day. The long hallway has fifteen cells along the right hand side, and you walk slowly, peering into each cell through the large window in the door. The cells are small and bare - just a sleeping mat in the corner, a steel toilet jutting out of the other corner, and…

The morning sun sent shafts of warm light through the wooden slats and across my naked body as I lay on top of the twisted, rumpled sheets. We had both forgotten to close the blind properly before going to bed while comfortably drunk on the mead Christine had brought home. A bee knocked itself between the open window and the blind, then found its way into the room where it passed over our bodies and through the open door to the hallway. As its buzzing faded I heard Christine's breathing pause, then resume. I turned onto my side and saw…

Inside the rented immaculate beachfront Santa Monica mansion, I was in the open concept formal living room getting myself ready as I stared at the amazing modern paintings that hung brilliantly on the white walls. After putting on my black/white Air Jordan 1 sneakers, I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw. My custom-made black 'King of New York' T-shirt with the rhinestones accentuated my muscles, the matching black long shorts, and my platinum and diamond medallion completed the look. I felt like the undisputed king of New York! After putting on my black New York Yankees cap,…

Inside a luxury lower Manhattan spa, a tall, green-eyed olive-skinned brunette with an athletic built laid naked on a black leather sofa with a white cotton towel tied around her slim waist. Her name was Rilynn Rae, a popular Adult film star, and she looked like a radiant princess as she held her smartphone texting her black lover. Rilynn: Hey baby Maré: What’s up, baby girl? Rilynn: I miss you. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about that BBC practically all day. I want to fuck! How’s that sounds? Maré: Sounds dope to me. Where are you?…

When this happened, I had been married to Andrea for about ten years. Andrea was the typical suburban milf, about 5'3", fairly thin and fair skinned, small breasts and a small but round ass. Before we met each other Andrea was known to be a total slut, whereas I had only been with one other girl before her. She seemed to feel she had become a different person after marriage, and became a stay at home wife, but after so much time she got bored of that and decided to get a job as a waitress. I thought it'd be nice…

“Oh, jeez, look, she’s jerking his pud!” gasped Janet, fanning herself as she watched my wife’s hand sneak down and grip Roger’s stiff wang, protruding from his open fly. “Are you OK, with this, Sam? How are you feeling?” “This is so crazy, she’s really grabbing that guy’s dick. I almost can’t believe it, but there she is naked as a jaybird and just tugging away on that young guy’s prick while he feels her boobs up,” I said. “This is incredibly kinky,” panted Ed as he fapped away, sweat beading on his forehead. “I can’t believe you are jerking…

“Well, I mean, it’s not guaranteed or anything, but that’s certainly her goal for the evening,” said Janet defensively. “She’s not bringing those boys back here to have cookies and milk. I mean, did you really not see where this evening was headed?” “Come on Janet,” said Ed with a surprised look. “You can’t just expect Sam to swallow that. This is his wife, after all.” “This wasn’t my damn idea,” said Janet. “How would you feel if your wife had sex with one or possibly both of these young men tonight, Sam?” She looked at me, waiting for a…

“Ok, boys, what do you think?” called Janet, opening the sliding screen door and pushing my wife out onto the patio. My mouth dropped open as I gazed at my wife’s tiny black dress. It was cut low to expose her generous cleavage and was so short that there were a few inches of thigh visible above the tops of her stockings. I noticed Ed staring with shock at my wife’s slutty outfit and he adjusted his crotch unconsciously as he ogled her body. Anne tugged bashfully at the hem of her dress and wiggled her hips. She was blushing…

It was a sunny summer afternoon, and being Saturday, I had the day off and was sitting on the back patio reading A Dance with Dragons, drinking iced tea and listening to the birds chirping. The green lawn of my backyard stretched out before me and I sighed with satisfaction as I sat in the shade, shielded from the hot sun by the back awning. I heard the front door open and turned around to see my wife, Anne, come bustling into the living room behind me, carrying a bunch of shopping bags. “Whoa, what’s this all about? I thought…

It all started about five years ago; we have a wonderful sex life.  I lost my virginity to my boyfriend and as time went by, he has talked me into doing naughty things.   I have 38 d tits and a nice ass to go with them, I also like to please him.  As time went on we would talk about doing other people as he fucked me hard, or he would tell me to suck his cock as if it was a strangers,  and so on.  He then suggested he would love to share my pussy with other men and…

You came out of the bathroom about the time that I came  through the door. It was shortly before noon, and as promised, I was back.   I came over to you taking my shirt off and gave you a big kiss.  “I have a surprise for us.” Just then you looked toward my friend, thinking that this might be a little awkward. Did you forget she was here? She was wearing a black teddy that made her look stunning. While you were admiring her, I had stripped down to a teddy that matched hers.  As I led you to the bed,…

The nostalgia was at an all time high at my 1990s themed party at a rented Beverly Hills mansion. There were over 200 guests dressed in the best ‘90s fashion having a great time. Porn stars, nude models, and erotic writers dancing and enjoying the music that took them back to their college and high school years. I love and miss the ’90s, and this was the kind of party to celebrate my era. Clad in my short-sleeved Vintage multicolored Tommy Hilfiger shirt, baggy Nautica denim jeans, and Air Jordan XIV sneakers, I was in high spirits dancing with Monica to…

Like every other guy, I have been watching porn to satisfy my hunger of pleasure. Even ten years of my marriage with K and I still do it almost every night and let the passion flow. K, my buxom fair chubby wife, had five relationships before me but she told me she never had sex with any of them. Believable in an Indian scene. But one day we got drunk at a bar and we landed on the topic of blow jobs in the car. Eventually one thing led to another and she reluctantly told me about one of her…