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31/F/Newly single
This was weird and unexpected but was so, so hot:
Last August I’d developed some ovarian cysts. They did an intravaginal ultrasound/sonogram, and it wasn’t a big deal.
At a recheck in January, another intravaginal ultrasound, again - not a big deal.
I went back in May prior to an IUD placement and it was at their other office building. The ultrasound tech was curvy/overweight, late 20’s with long, curly, brown hair and big full breasts. She had the lights down really low in the exam room, and talked in a low, warm, comforting voice.
She left the room for me to undress and get into the gown, then came back in to do the exam. I was on my back with my knees bent, legs slightly spread, and she sat to my right - facing me/the computer, with her right hand using the ultrasound wand inside me (hard and phallic-shaped). It felt so intimate, her warm breast was pushed into my leg as she reached around it, moving the wand inside me. Several times she asked quietly if I was doing okay - I was more than okay! I was so incredibly turned on, I needed it to end but at the same time didn’t want it to.
The exam took maybe 12-15 minutes, where the other ones had only taken about 5. She kept repositioning the wand to get the pictures she needed, perfectly hitting my g-spot. I had my eyes closed for much of it, as the visual of her boobs pressed into me, with her hand between my legs was just too much. I was truly concerned I might orgasm.
I went home and masturbated, and enjoy thinking back on that exam. If I ever have to go back for rechecks I’m going to request that office location.
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I am a woman (20 yrs old) and I can't stop thinking about big boobs. I want to sleep with women and suck their big breasts. Women make me so horny. I have so many fantasies about being dominated by busty milfs. I can't help it.
Ok so my parents are homophobic and im bisexual and my brother is gay and yesterday my mom and dad and I were watching the house reno thing and an episode has a gay couple and my mother was like "Ugh put this OFF now"and my dad was like trying to change the subject and my mom was like im going to bed and when my brother came out my parents said its just a phase so im never coming out.
I'm an 19 yr old male and finally i got what I've been wanting for so long. I've known my best friend since i was 12 years old and we always hang out just about everyday. So comfortable with each other to the point we can hang out in or boxers and chill but i had never told him that i had a thing for him. We always go out to parties and get with girls and stuff but i've always wanted to try with a man and wanted it to be with him. Well last night we were hanging out getting drunk and my parents were away for the night. So were sitting in my room, drinking and watching some movies and we got into talking about girls that we like. Well that led into us talking about what we'd like to do with them and got us a little worked up, then i said to him "not if i get her first" and he responded with "ha suck my dick ya right" and it just popped out, i said "okay whip it out!" he laughed and said to me "don't tempt me i will" So i said "i will too". Anyways he unzipped his pants and pulled it out so i stared at his dick for a second and said screw it, i started sucking his cock, and i kept going until he came which was around 30 - 40 minutes and i swallowed it was so delicious, Then he decided to suck me off so after that he asked if he could fuck me, i said sure and grabbed a condom and he fucked me for so long, it hurt at first but it got so much better. When he came he ripped the condom off and came in my mouth again. We fell asleep together and when we woke up we remembered everything, sucked each other off again and then went about our day. I'm so happy i now have his cock in my life
A few years ago I was living in a trailer park. Straight out of high school and desperate to be on my own. There was an older man a couple of trailers down. Seemed to be a cheerful, friendly guy. He offered me a beer a couple of times when I was still underage.
One night he asked me over to help him with a small do it yourself project in his trailer. We finished that up in a few minutes and he gave me a beer. We sat on his couch and talked. Soon he had his hands on me and kept asking if he was being too forward.
As I was still a virgin, I figured a gay cherry popping was better than none at all. He gave me my best (and first) blowjob followed almost immediately by a second blowjob. I figured it was my turn so I gave him my best amateur blowjob which he seemed to enjoy despite my fumbling.
We kept getting it on a couple times a month. He had a girlfriend as well and explained sex with men didn't exclude girls. Later that year I got a girlfriend and my gay adventures tapered off. But I was always thankful he gave me a push into sex.
As I've gotten older, I'm 34, I have become more and more open minded and have discovered that I am bisexual. I sucked my first dick on a dare, and imediately liked it and started wanting more of it. I had the pleasure of learning how to suck on a solid thick 9" dick... So, I was spoiled fron the start lol. I eventually bottomed... And just accept now that I am absolutely bisexual and love dick about as much as pussy.
I think I'm in love with my best friend...she's so beautiful and perfect in every way. I want her so badly but i know nothing will ever happen. I dream about her and think about her when i masturbate but i know she can never know...
I recently confessed to my wife that I was bisexual- it was one of the toughest things I have ever done....to my surprise she was very understanding and supportive
So.... I'm straight but now bi i guess ...and I'm in love with a straight guy which he has no idea that I'm bi... he's my excolleges, same age and straight but naive like a early teen... I'm 1 year earlier study than him. so I graduate first .. so it all happen as usual we become friend first ...by me mistakenly hit his back as I thought he is my other friend .. but is was a miracle cause it turn out we became good yet close friends .. I'm a type of person with strong personality and can't get along with most of the people... ....I have developed a feeling with him when we are in college.. cause I use to talk to him everything since he is my only close friend in college that time... until one time of his friends have suspected me falling for him...and I got worried and I tell myself I need to do something... so I would stop talking and hangout so much with him... as time passes now I have graduated and working, he's still studying... i still think of him... I would call him to hang out when I miss him... and listen to his voice message when I'm lonely... now I feel guilty and temtation... now I'm waiting for things to fall in the right place and just enjoy the time we spend together... but at the same time I feel like I wanted to confess to him... if it turn bad at least he hurt me to forget him and get over.. so that I don't feel so complicated...
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I am a straight, sex repulsed girl. I rarely experienced sexual attraction, but there is one exception. I have a crush on a guy my age with the most gorgeous blue-purple eyes ever. Im pretty sure he's kissed guys before, but he told me he was the first girl he liked. This makes me feel at ease- part of the reason I'm sex repulsed is that I thinks guys are all pigs with toxic masculinity who only want one thing. But with a bisexual guy who's never been with a girl, I feel safe. Not only do we connect together personally, but him being a bisexual means he isn't toxic enough to use me as a toy, and is on the same playing field as we both haven't had sex before. Idk if anyone gets what I'm saying, but I trust him. Not to mention, dang, his eyes are gorgeous.
I love both men and women but sometimes I wish to live in a world of cute, beautiful and sexy women with huge cocks existed and I was the only woman with a pussy. Imagining all those femdoms dominating me and owning me like a slave makes my pussy so wet. Hehe, I'm getting really wet just thinking about it. Only in my dreams I guess, hehe.
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Well I don't have the right category I wanted but just wanna share this.
I am a Filipino girl at around 14 years old. I just confessed my feelings to my friend a few hours ago.
I will hide my name as "Anon" and her name as "Asuna"
I met her last November. Me and my best friend always go home from school together with her squad. And because we always do that after school, I met Princess. That time I had no feelings for her. But she was always so kind to me, and I don't put any meaning to it, until this year, February 22, she hugged me for around 15 minutes, maybe a friendly hug but it was so tight and after that, she acted strangely, she has a marker stain in her face and she asked me to remove it, because her friend volunteered to remove it, but she refused so and chose me to remove it instead. After that, I knew my feelings toward her was real, so, I suddenly had a crush on her, at first. At this month april 15, we went to my best friend's older sister's party and she was invited. We were only few that time. When we are walking on our way home, it was only Asuna and me. We walked together but kept quiet. It was kinda awkward until she said that she will miss me, but yeah, I just said its ok bc I COULD NOT SAY THAT I WILL ALSO MISS HER. When she was at her destination I said goodbye and turned my back on her. Until she called my name, grabbed my arm and suddenly gave me a goodbye hug, like the ones in movies, even though we were in public, I just took the moment she hugged me for like 10 seconds and didn't mind the people looking at us, and she left me, confused on what she just did, and she ran to cross the road.
This day, we were on our way home, from our family trip. While we were on the car, I opened my messenger and I suddenly confessed my feelings to her. I said that she must not reply me, saying sorry bc she cant bring back my love for her or something like, so thanks to the feature in messenger, I just blocked her, because I had no choice, I know she's not a bisexual like me, well kinda. And here I am, writing this. I just, love her. I wanted her to feel the same way as much as I feel for her. But I will never know unless I unblock her, but I've already made some possible outcomes that she will just leave me in the "friend" zone. Help me :(((
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When I was a teenager I was helping a friend of my dads do some work around his house, and one time when I bent over he started feeling my ass. I didn't know what to do, but I immediately got a hard on. I just smiled and let him continue, and before long he was unzipping my jeans and feeling my cock. I reached out and started feeling his and he was hard as a rock. He asked if it was my first time, and of course I said yes, and with that he sat back and guided my head to his crotch. He guided me and told me how to do it. To my surprise he soon started cuming in my mouth. I remember he did warn me first. I just started swallowing and took all of his cum without spilling a drop. That was the start, and I ended up spending the night with him on many occasions. I have been bi ever since.
I'm a 65 year old bisexual male who loves to cross-dress. I've been doing this now for seven years. Wearing women's clothing just feels so good to me. When I get up in the morning, I can't wait to get my entire body shaved completely smooth, put on makeup and do my nails. Next comes my thong, corset, push-up bra, hip and butt pads, garter belt and nylons. Since I've been taking phytoestrogen supplements the whole time, my boobs have grown to fit snugly into a 42C bra. My boobs are really nice. Guys go crazy for them. I began using breast forms to augment my appearance, but I don't need them anymore to get a nice effect. I really love my boobs and fondle them as often as possible. Next comes a silky slip to drape over my torso, followed by a sexy dress with its hemline falling just above my knees. The neckline of my dress must plunge low enough to expose my cleavage. My legs have received many compliments on their shape, so I always wear a fashionable pair of heels to bolster their appearance. Earrings, necklace, bracelet and a nice wig complete the look.
My wardrobe is extensive. I have dozens of dresses, skirts, blouses, shoes. outerwear and accessories. Wigs of all shades and lengths are available to me as well. No matter how much I have, I can't resist the urge to buy more. Its definitely an obsession. When I'm fully dressed and see myself in the mirror, I nearly come to climax. OMG, how I wish I could be a woman. I'm so jealous of those who are.
Being bisexual, I crave having sex other men. As a younger man, it was relatively easy to hook up for same sex experiences. However, as I aged, it became harder to arrange such trysts. Becoming a crossdresser definitely increased my chances for success. I discovered that many men love "chicks with dicks". It opened up a whole new world for me. As soon as I began appearing in drag, I became much more desirable. My date requests grew immensely. I could pick and choose which ones to accept.
One thing I've always fantasized about was being a prostitute. How lucky women are that they can do this. I could never understand why more ladies don't participate in that occupation. I fantasized about it so much, I decided to try my luck as a crossdressing escort. Websites for escort service advertising are all over the internet. I offered my services on as many of them as I could. I really didn't know if I'd get any responses. To my surprise, the replies were overwhelming.
It was so easy to find men who wanted to have sex with me. There were several women as well. I've lost count of how many men I've sold my body to, but it has to be at least several hundred. Age range also surprised me. The youngest man I did told me he was 18, and I'm not sure if he really was . He looked no more than 16 and didn't have a car. I asked to see his ID, but he declined to show me anything. I probably shouldn't have had sex with him, but the opportunity was too irresistible. The oldest guy was in his 70's and the rest were part of every age group in between.
So far, I've made tens of thousands of dollars over the years as a part-time prostitute. I know its not the right thing to do, but I just can't stop. I've tried to quit many times. I love the work so much the idea of quitting is to depressing. I can't keep doing this forever. What am I going to do?
I identify as bisexual and I used to feel comfortable identifying as that but now I'm starting to realize I may be a lesbian. For some reason I feel ashamed and gross about myself. I just can't seem to accept myself no matter what.
I am now older and married, but when I was around 23, I had an unexpected sexual encounter with another man.
I was recently graduated from college and had just gotten a job at a bank. I realized pretty quickly that I needed to have more professional clothes to wear than the khakis and jeans that I owned, so I went to a local department store -- basically a Macys equivalent -- to buy some nice slacks. After looking around a bit, I chose a few pairs of pants and went to the fitting room to try them on.
As I approached the fitting room, an older man who obviously worked there said he would help me try them on and make sure they had the right fit. He was probably in his 50s, tall and wiry, not good looking but not bad looking either. I thought it was a bit odd -- I had never had another man in the dressing room with me when I tried on clothes -- but he seemed like he knew what he was doing and that this was his job. And since I knew nothing about dress clothes, I said sure and thanked him.
He took me into one of the larger dressing rooms, which had three full-length mirrors at one and a small platform about six inches off the ground. He told me to take off my pants and try on the first pair I was interested in. I didn't think anything of it, and did what he asked. He then told me to stand on the platform so that he could check the fit.
After I did, he started checking the fit, around the waist, etc. He ran his hand over my crotch area and I felt his fingers running across my cock, from the outside of the pants of course. I thought it was probably accidental and didn't say anything, just let him get on with it. But he kept on returning his hand to my cock, each time feeling it beneath the pants, taking it in his fingers and gently shaking it back and forth, and also running down the length of my shaft to the head and then back up again.
Being young, I guess, I immediately started to get hard. Although my body liked it, I was also embarrassed and confused, so I would gently also move my hands over his to move them away. He would comply (as if nothing happened), but seconds later would always return his fingers to my cock and continue gently shaking my shaft back and forth and running his fingers up and down it and gently squeezing the head of my cock.
This went on for about a minute or two, and I was getting way too excited and was having a hard time breathing. He then said to take those pants off and try another pair. I was embarrassed, because I now had a raging erection and knew it would show in my briefs when I changed, but I felt I didn't have much choice. I took off the pants and, sure enough, my cock was making a huge tent in my briefs. He noticed and stared at it intently, but didn't say anything -- he just watched my cock.
As I took the second pair of pants and started to put them on, the head of my cock accidently slipped out through the front slit of my briefs and sprang out into view. I dropped the pants with one hand and fumbled around trying to get my cock back in my briefs, but it was awkward, and it took some time. The whole time he stared intently at my cock, but didn't say anything. I ended up with my cock standing straight up inside my briefs, pointing up to my belly button. I then put on the second pair of pants.
He then started to do the same checking of the fit that he did with the first pair. He was checking the fit and constantly bringing his fingers to my now very hard erection, rubbing it gently up and down and shaking it gently back and forth, while pretending to focus on other parts of the fit. But this time, since the head of my cock was peeping up from the top of the pants over the zipper, he kept running this fingers along the inside of the front waistline and asking if I thought the pants were too tight or too loose. I don't remember what I answered, all I remember was that he kept running his fingers along the head of my bare cock sticking out above the waistline and squeezing it gently. He was fingering my cock with both hands, but each time only briefly and acting as if he was just fitting the pants.
By this time, I was really getting aroused and having a hard time keeping my breathing under control. Although I didn't know what I wanted, I had stopped trying to move his hands away and just let him do what he wanted with my cock. I don't know how long this went on -- maybe only two or three minutes -- but I was no longer thinking straight.
He then said we should take off that pair of pants and try another. But instead of letting me unsnap them, he stuck his own fingers into the waistband around each side of my cock and rubbed me as he unsnapped them. He then put his hands inside both the pants and my briefs and pulled them both down to my knees.
I found myself standing there totally naked at the waist and nothing covering my raging erection. I was so turned on that a small dab of pre-come was on the end of my penis. He took my cock in his hands and, without another word, got on his knees and began giving me a blowjob.
I was speechless and didn't know what to do. Although at one level I knew we shouldn't be doing this and was really afraid we would get caught -- and I also didn't think of myself as anything but hetero -- his mouth on my cock felt absolutely amazing. He immediately had it covered with a ton of saliva, and was softly bobbing up and down on it while also moving one hand up and down on the base of my shaft, while the other hand very gently massaged my balls. He was also making quiet slurping sounds and running his tongue around the base of the head of my cock. It felt absolutely intense and amazing.
I have no idea how long it lasted, but I'm guessing just a few minutes. In what would be both impossible and embarrassing to me today, I quickly felt my balls trembling and, before I could do anything, exploded my ejaculation into his mouth after only about 4 minutes or so. He kept his mouth on my cock the whole time I was coming, which felt like a long time but was probably only a few seconds. He then slurped up and licked my cock, trying to get all of the come from my cock and clean it up.
After I came, I was suddenly extremely embarrassed and panicked. I'm not sure why -- maybe I was afraid of getting caught (would the store call the police? Write up a report on me that would stay in the store files?). Anyway, being panicked, I quickly threw on my own pants and almost ran out of the dressing room and out of the store, without buying anything or saying anything to the clerk who had just blown me.
I avoid the store for the next 3 months, mainly out of embarrassment. When I finally got the courage to return to the store, I made my way up to the men's section. I'm not sure why, maybe to see if the man was still there, maybe to see if something like that would happen again? I really don't know. Anyway, I couldn't find the man who had serviced me, and I never saw him there again.
Weirdly, I never felt like that man took advantage of me. On the contrary, I've recounted the memory many times, and often masturbate to it. If it were possible to go back in time, I would have wanted to thank him, or at least treat him with more kindness and respect than I did. I guess that's the arrogance of youth. But it really was one of the most unexpected but erotic sexual experiences I ever had.
I am an orphan. I was one when my parents died so I always lived with my aunt and uncle. They were my only family but it didn't feel like other families I knew. When I came out as bisexual to them they said it was just a phase and I would get over it. It made me feel like shit and it drew an even bigger gap in my relationship with my aunt and uncle. I was going out with this guy and one day we decided to take it to my place. No one was home so I guided him to my ant and uncle's room. We fucked like crazy on their bed and we came all over their bed, multiple times. To this day I don't think they know but they fact I do makes me happy and turned on
My wife, who had much less experience than me when we began dating, has finally opened up to sharing a fantasy or two. She is now interested in sucking another guy while I watch, and thinking about letting me see her sitting on his face. We've also talked about me sucking him with her, or sucking him while he's eating her pussy. We talk about what his body would look like, what his cock would look like, and how hot he needs to be. She doesn't like to swallow, so we've played with the idea of me finishing him for her, and her watching me suck him while she rides his face. What she doesn't realize is that the thought of sucking him, feeling him explode in my mouth, tasting his cum, and letting him cum all over my face - all while she watches - makes me hard every time we talk about it. What I'd really like is to help her get him to the edge, knowing that she won't let him inside her - and then taking one for the team so he can get off. The thought of begging a guy to fuck me hard, to cum in my ass, right in front of my wife, makes me crazy. If I found the right guy, I think I'd just bring him home and ask her if he looks like the kind of guy she could start sucking. If she hesitates, I'm pretty certain that I'd just pull out his cock and drop to my knees, and start sucking to get things going!
I was married for 15 years before I finally had sex with another man. I was 40. I found him on Craigslist. i took a long lunch hour from my work, and drove to his apartment. When I met him, he was dressed only in a bathrobe. We went inside, and I undressed, and he started sucking me. I returned the favor. It was amazing! He laid down on his couch, with his ass in the air, I slipped on a condom, and fucked him. I'd never had anal sex before. After I came, he took off my condom and sucked me. It pretty much became a regular thing after that with other men. I went to one guy's house, and he ate my ass, sucked me, but I got scared and left. I started visiting the booths in adult movie theaters after that. I was sucked by a lot of guys, but I was too scared to reciprocate. I wanted to be fucked in my ass, but I was scared to do that even with a condom. I moved a few hours away after a few months with my wife, and pretty much did the same thing. I hooked up with a few guys at my place while she was at work, and hit the adult theater in town and did some sucking and jacking off with guys there. The last time I fucked a guy was in a theater, and he had a massive cock. I was planning on sucking him, but he was sitting down, and spread the cheeks of his ass, and I knew he wanted me to fuck him. I didn't have a condom, but he said just to do it, and I slid my cock inside him and exploded in his ass. I was scared of getting an STD, so after that I was tested and came up negative, and decided to play it safe. I met a few guys after that, and not surprisingly the marriage ended up in divorce. All told, during the marriage I was playing with guys on and off for about 15 years, but I never got caught. After the divorce, I remarried, and stopped playing around. I think I did it only because there was no sex in the first marriage. But I have a fond memory of fucking that last guy's ass. Still makes me hard. I guess I'm bi, but I don't feel like I need to act on it any longer. My new wife and I are really happy in bed, and she has no limits. I don't think I'll do it again with another guy, even though the thought makes me hot. I couldn't do it to my wife. The first wife was a bitch from hell, so I didn't mind cheating. Now, though, my new wife is great, and I just couldn't do it to her.
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