He didn’t visit bars often. They were usually too noisy for his ears to hear any conversations. That coupled with his not drinking much in recent years, were usually why he stayed away. Most of his friends went to the bars to drink with friends if they didn’t find a woman to hook up with. He was here on a double whammy. A wingman for a friend, to occupy the time of the woman who usually accompanied the woman he was hoping to bed. So going to a bar for a blind date more or less. He was not really expecting this to be much fun. They did meet up with the two women. They at least didn’t have to try to meet them cold turkey. His friend had met them several times before, and just couldn’t separate them, but did spend time talking and drinking with them.
The two women, were both secretaries, and both were good looking. Jan, the one his friend was wanting to bed had ample breasts, a trim waist and slightly wide hips. Her short hair was blond, and her outfit was meant to arouse the men. Cindy, her friend and companion was thin, and had very small breasts. Probably a “B” cup at best. Her waist was small and her hips hardly were noticeable. She did have shoulder length black hair, which made her alabaster skin more of a contrast. Cindy seemed to be shy and not having all that much fun at the bar either. She was a pretty woman, but he got the impression that she didn’t feel that she was. He and Cindy did talk a bit but mostly sat and listened to Jan and John ( his friend) talk about politics and current events. When the girls got up to go powder their noses, John was telling him that he should get more involved and animated with Cindy. John thought he had a shot at getting Jan to go home with him if Cindy would go with him.
When the girls returned, Jan and John started the getting along with it conversation. Cindy did mention that she read a lot. He told her he did write some short stories. When she questioned whether or not she might have read any of them, he sheepishly told her, no. She did seem interested and questioned him further on what kind of stories. He finally admitted to her that they were quite explicit stories of sexual encounters. He was surprised when she said that she might have read one. He told her that most were only published in one of two places. She admitted that she had not visited those sites on the Internet. She did seem interested, in his writing, and asked what else he did for pleasure or a hobby. He felt like he was bragging but he told her that he sang and played the guitar. That seemed to peak her interest even more. The talked about music and what kinds they liked. They had similar tastes. She asked what kind of song he sang and he told her that she might not have heard most of them. They were brought out of their discussion when Jan told Cindy that she and John were going back to his place. As Cindy had driven to the bar, transportation was not a problem. Cindy seemed a bit put out but seemed OK with her friend leaving her. He suggested that perhaps Cindy could come to his house and he could let her hear some of his music. She agreed to follow him to his house. When he parked he waited for her to park and get out before approaching her. He commented that now they might talk in a more normal level, since they could hear. She smiled and sighed, and readily agreed with him. She told him she didn’t really like bars for that reason. He smiled and told her that he seldom went, but John had been insistent. She gave a knowing smile, and shyly admitted that she was basically in the same position. They actually laughed at the situation of being thrust upon each other to facilitate their “friends” dating lives. He ushered her into the front door and showed her the living room, offering refreshments. She asked for a Coke. He offered a Pepsi, as a substitute. As he was getting them drinks she was looking around. She spotted his guitar and was looking at his books on the shelves. Noting the authors and the variety of story matter. When he sat down and offered her her beverage, she seemed a bit self conscious for some reason. She mentioned his books on the shelves and that she had read many of them. It hit him, that there were many erotic books to be found there. He did show an interest in her reading, trying to determine if those were the books she had referenced. She actually blushed when she pointed to one in particular and said it excited her. The book was about a female sex slave taken to a school, if you will to teach her how to be a good sex slave to her boyfriend/Master. He guessed just how much she had just stretched her comfort zone to tell him that. He made a few comments about the story and told her he got excited reading it, but was not into S/M. She actually looked a bit relieved to hear that. It did open the door to ask to see one of his stories. Emboldened by her revelations, he decided to show her one of his stories. He got his laptop and pulled up a file and handed the computer to her. He watched her facial expressions, which she tried to keep dead pan. He also watched her body language, and was pleased to observe telltale signs of arousal
The story she was reading was about a man and woman having a date and sex. The graphic descriptions of him kissing and touching her bringing her to orgasm. The sex act described with how things felt and the building of excitement and orgasms with in her. He watched as her facial expressions changed. She blushed at the words, and her lips moved almost like she was biting her lip. Then he noted her breathing become faster, and thought he might have detected a nipple pushing on the front of her blouse. He observed the involuntary squeezing together of her knees. The opening of her eye lids ever so slightly. She was getting very turned on. When she finished she didn’t move. She closed her eyes and sat perfectly still. He suspected she was trying to cool down, regain her composure and control of her actions. He was surprised when she opened her eyes and told him how horny that made her feel. He smiled and admitted to her that he was flattered that his words could make her feel that way. Cindy told him that the story was quite well crafted and she could almost feel the actions being described. She did question him as to how he could describe a womans feelings so intricately. He told her that it was just his imagination of what she might feel. She told him that his imagination was very accurate.
Cindy got up and asked to use the bathroom. When she returned he noted that she didn’t have on a bra, he wondered what else might have been removed and why. When she approached him he stood and she placed her arms upon his shoulders and kissed him. He liked that sudden change in their interactions. He kissed her back and did ask if his story had affected her that much. She smiled and told him that she was hot, and had needed to remove some of her clothing to try to cool down. He instantly concluded that she had removed her under things. This was accentuated by her rubbing her breasts into his chest. He wasn’t about to complain but did play along with the scenario that seemed to be playing out with them. He suggested that if she were that hot that perhaps the removal of more clothing might help her to keep her cool. Her eyes flashed and she stepped back from him. She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open before removing it. She watched his eyes all the time she was undressing. He stared at her body as it was revealed. She prompted him to remove his shirt as well. He did just that, watching her watching him as he did. Once they were both topless, they by some unspoken mutual consent, undid their pants and undies. Both trying their best to watch the strip show and put one on at the same time.
Once naked they both stared at each other taking in the naked body before them. She had small breasts with small nipples, in fact his nipples might have rivaled hers. Pink aerolas, and nipples were not a big contrast from her pale breasts. Her pubic hair was thick and covered her Mons and the lips of her pussy. Black like the hair on her head, and a striking focal point when seeing her nude. He had hair on his chest and it just continued to his pubic hair. His cock which was standing erect, as his balls hung in a scrotum that reminded one of a bull, as it hung below. He was a bit longer than average, and uncircumcised. The engorged head of his cock was shiny and purple. They both took in the sight of the other before embracing and feeling warm skin on warm skin. Her nipples nestled in his chest hair, and his cock trapped against her mons. They kissed. it was a gentle kiss but held the promise of a night of sexual bliss, for both of them. When the kiss broke, he saw a flash in her eyes that told him of her lust. He let his hand move to her breast, and cup it in his palm. Not large by any standard but very firm and the samll nipple hard as a nail. He rubbed the tip of the nipple and she shuddered. Her hand grasped his cock, but instead of trying to move the foreskin, as he had anticipated, she pulled back from him enough to push it down to rest between her legs. Now with his erection being so exuberant, it rubbed the lips of her hairy pussy. She started moving back and forth with it between her legs. She wanted to have it in her.
He led her to his bedroom and laid her on his bed. Kissing her more as he lay beside her, his hand on her sex. He loved running his fingers through her pubic hair. She was wet and the lips of her pussy were slick as was the pubic hair covering them. It is just a different feel to slide his fingers up and down her pussy lips, feeling the hair parting to allow his entrance. He slid a finger into her and she hunched her hips forward to get more of his finger into her. She was hot and ready to fuck. He , on the other hand, while being very ready, wanted to explore her nipples with his mouth. When he circled her nipple with his tongue she moaned, when he sucked it into his lips and sucked hard on it, she came. She was thin, so when her stomach muscles contracted with her orgasm, it was quite noticeable. Her orgasm was indeed something to see. Her body convulsing, tensing and releasing, Her head shaking from side to side, as to shake off some fog, in her mind. Her pussy was even more animated. She clenched her pussy muscles down on his fingers with each wave of pleasure that flowed through her. He was excited to think of that happening with his his hard cock buried in her.
He with drew his finger from her pussy, and got between her legs. He was on his knees with his cock in his hand, looking at her laying there awaiting him to enter her. He seared that image on his brain, as certainly a moment to remember. Then leaning forward he slides his cock head up and down her pussy lips. That parted the pubic hair and her pussy lips, he seats his cock head in the entrance of her pussy. Laying on top of her and watching her face as he slowly pushes her open and slides slowly into her pussy. He feels the heat of her sex. He also feels the walls of her pussy open as the head of his cock slides into it. So hot and so tight as he pushes on to completely fill her. When his balls hit her bottom, she crosses her legs behind his but, pulling him into her and holding him there. They kiss and just savor the contact of being joined. He can’t stay still in her hot pussy for long. He starts pulling almost all the way out, just the head still in her. Then he slowly pushes into her till his cock head pushes against her cervix. He just got his cock into her pussy, and is already fighting to not cum in her. She had other ideas. She clenched her pussy muscles around him in her orgasm. That sent him over the edge and in about a minute they were both cumming. He was pumping her full of his cum, and she was trying to suck every last drop of it out of his balls and into her womb. It was spectacular if not premature. When they both caught their breath, they smiled at each other, and tried to express how much they needed that. To his surprise, his cock did not deflate. It was still hard as a rock and buried in her. When she started rocking her hips, he joined her, and they started making love slowly and with intentions on making this one last. After ab out 5 minutes, she asked if she could ride his cock. He was very agreeable to that.
When he pulled his cock from her pussy it was followed by a stream of cum. She did nothing to stem the flow, she just pushed him onto his back and straddled him. In the process his leg, balls and cock got splattered with their mingled juices. She grasped his cock and impaled herself on it. The look on her face as she lowered herself onto him was most erotic. He looked down and watched his cock disappearing into her cum covered hairy lips. That was another scene he wanted burned into his brain, for future reexamination. She was thin and didn’t weigh much, he could actually put his hands on her waist and raise and lower her on his cock. Her breasts didn’t really bounce as they were not that weighty. He lay there feeling her moving on him, watching her pleasure herself on his cock. She certainly wasn’t the only one being pleasured. It wasn’t long before she put her hand on her pussy. One touch of her finger on her clit, and she was cumming again. Those pussy muscles started clamping or more like rippling along the shaft of his hard cock in her. He started filling her pussy with more cum. She had his cock head pushed so hard against her cervix that he was sure that the majority of his cum shot directly into her uterus. She laid forward on his chest, and he folded his arms around her. Both feeling the aftershocks of their respective orgasms. They just laid together like that for quite some time. Finally his cock shrank and slipped from her pussy. She groaned from the loss, and must have clenched her pussy muscles again. He was inundated with a flood of their mingled juices, a lot of their mingled juices. He felt his whole cock and scrotum covered in warm, wet cum. At that moment he didn’t really care. he just held her and reveled in the feeling of just being with her.
When she did get up, she looked at him, as he was looking at her. She saw all the cum covering his cock and balls. He was looking at her cum crusted pubic hair matted to the lips of her pussy. They mutually decided a shower was in order. It was needed, but both used it as another opportunity to explore the body of the other. Her breasts and pussy even her ass, got very clean. His cock and balls, got the most attention, but his chest and nipples did receive a goodly amount. The water was turning cold from their extended stay. When they were dry, he suggested a snack and drink. Naked they snacked and talked about his stories. She expressed the desire to read more of them. He pulled up another story on the laptop, and let her read it. This one had a rather vivid description of anal sex, and she was obviously very arrouned by it. When she was done reading, she told him that she always loved anal sex. With that she led him back to the bedroom. They decided they had to change the sheets prior to resuming their sex play. That being done they got into the bed after he had retrieved a tube of lube. She laid on her stomach presenting her bottom to his attention. He started by just rubbing his hands over her muscular butt cheeks. Kneading the flesh and pulling them apart to look at her anus. Then running a finger along the crease and pushing gently against her puckered hole. With a dollop of lube on his finger he pushes into her ass. Pushing in to the second knuckle, and twisting his finger more to spread the lube then to stimulate, it had both results. With more lube two fingers slid into her, pushing in all the way and spreading them and her apart. Finally he lubed his cock, then with her on her hands and knees he starts pushing his cock into her sphincter. He had to push fairly hard to get his cock head into her. Once inside he waited a moment to let her adjust, before pushing deeper and deeper into her bowels. She was letting him know how much she wanted all of his big hard cock. He started sliding in and out of her slowly at first, but as he continued she was pushing back onto him as he moved. Faster and harder he was pushing in and out of her. She reached back and touched her clit, and she started cumming. Her anus was if any thing even more interactive than was her pussy. Her sphincter clamped down on the base of his buried cock. and her colon seemed to massage his cock. He had no choice he came in her, hard. Shooting his cum deep into her bowels. She fell forward taking his trapped cock and him with her. Breathing hard and still cumming they lay like that for several moments.
They separated, and needed another shower. When that was done Cindy told him that she did have to go home tonight. He reluctantly dried her and watched her get dressed. She kissed him and told him that she hoped they would do this again and again. He assured her that he was planning on that as well. She left , and he went to bed. He still didn’t like bars, but at least this one time it was worth the effort.

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Dreams can be very real to our minds. We remember some and others are never impressive enough to register on our waking minds. She had one of those that she not only remembered but wanted it to continue. We have all experienced a couple of those, off and on. Dreams seem to be disjointed and don’t always flow in a straight like. some times we recognize someone, that we don’t associate with often if at all. Such was her dream.
She went to bed as usual. She had even been lucky enough to have her hubby make love with her, before drifting off. Her mind wandered here and there, and she drifted along from place and circumstance as her mind wandered. She started to realize that her husband was going to fuck her hard in her dream. He even slapped her around a little before actually getting hard enough to fuck her. She was enjoying the experience. She liked it rough. But as in many dreams unexpected things seem to happen. Her hubby had no sooner slammed his cock into her pussy, when she realizes there is a man standing beside the bed, watching them fuck. He is naked and erect. She oddly enough recognizes him as a person on an adult site that she visits regularly. She knows she should be shocked or offended that he is there. But she is not either of those things. She won’t cheat on her hubby. But he is fucking her, she is not cheating by looking at this other man, as he does. The man is looking at her as she is being fucked hard. He is watching her and stroking his cock. She sees lust in his eyes, and knows that he wishes he could be the one fucking her. She is feeling her hubby slamming in and out of her, fast and hard. She is watching the other man jacking himself off. Then he grasps his cock and points it at her face. He starts cumming. Stream after stream of hot thick cum flying out of the end of his cock and flying through the air, to land on her mouth and cheeks. Her hubby just keeps fucking her hard and fast. She cums, so exciting watching the other man cumming on her as she is slammed in her pussy. The waves of pleasure washing through her, her face coated with cum as she is being fucked by her hubby. Her tongue instinctively laps up some of the cum on her lips. Oh it tasted so good, she licked up more and more. After all she was not cheating on her hubby because he was fucking her. She was just cleaning up the cum from her face, and eating it. As she finished her cleaning chores, she felt a mouth on her nipple. looking down she sees her hubby between her legs fucking her like a mad man. The other man was suckling her nipple. Well,,,,,,,, it technically wasn’t cheating as her hubby was fucking her. It did feel so good to have him suckling at her breast. So she lay there and treated herself to an indulgence. Being fucked just like she liked most, but also having her nipple stimulated so expertly, was heavenly. So heavenly in fact that she came again. This was a harder cum than the previous one. Then the dream became a bit disjointed, she was still being slammed by a hard cock, but now there was a mouth on her clit, whats more there was a cock against her lips. The cock in her pussy was slamming into her hard and fast still, The mouth on her clit was driving her up the wall. She opened her mouth and sucked on the cock. It seemed familiar, but that could just be the dream. She licked and sucked it, all the while feeling the approach of her next orgasm. Three things happened then all at the same time. She came, and was convulsing around the cock in her pussy. That cock began pumping her full of hot cum. The cock in her mouth began to shoot his cum into her mouth. The cum in her mouth was very familiar. The cum in her pussy was not. It was a much larger amount than usual. In the convulsions of her orgasm, she realized that her hubby had just cum in her mouth. She actually started cumming harder, realizing that the other man had just cum in her and probably impregnated her. She could feel every spurt of his cum as it splashed against her womb. She clamped down on her vaginal muscles, trapping his cock and cum deep inside her. She just kept cumming. He had fucked her so hard and deep and now was inseminating her.
When she awoke she was sopping wet. She remembered the dream, every part of it. She had no remorse other than she could not go back to sleep and continue the safe sex of her imagination. Sweet Dreams.

We all have an image we want to put forth on here. I know I would like to be thought of as a writer of erotic stories. There are a few ladies that I chat or correspond with, and I often wonder what they really think of me. I share many of my stories and for the most part they are well received. That makes me feel good that my words might actually transport the reader into the story and make them feel good, at least for a while. Several ladies have requested that I write a specific story just for them. To fulfill a fantasy or just imagine themselves in a particular situation. I always try to write something like they request. I never actually know how they would think or react in such a situation. I try to guess at what that might be. I am always interested in what, particularly, ladies are thinking. I always try to include the extraneous thoughts that seem to pop into ladies minds, even when in a focused situation. I guess I am babbling, and should just sit back and listen or read any comments that may come.

I am struck by the large number of new members that open and account and in a week or two they are gone. Some are just trying to be a shill for other sites. Some want to get you to chat on messenger or some like site. It seems many are just interested in trying to farm information probably not for the benefit of those being questioned. It doesn't help to bolster the thought that we are all here just to have some adult fun. it saddens me to think that so many can be so callus or self serving. Just be aware of what is happening.

I am an adult
not to be confused with grown up
I see an older version of me in the mirror
Not the image I have in my head
In my head I am young but adult
Inside I am still the same

A shy, scared, boy
not knowing how to fit in
not knowing how to mingle
I knew how to follow rules
I knew how I was supposed to act
I didn't know how to share how I felt

Girls were just different
they thought about things differently
I knew I didn't talk about things they liked
I found out I shouldn't say things I felt
that got you laughed at
Shy, quiet, unsure how to fit in

That was me as a boy
I am an adult, now
Not a grown up
Still the same boy
just looking older now
wonder if I shall ever learn
I don't think so

I sing and play. i am learning to record my music. I have several practice songs that I put on my voice greeting and rotate them on occasion. I hope someone will give a listen and even tell me what they think.

I have posted 2 of my stories on the Forum under Erotic Stories. I hope someone will read and enjoy them.

I look at the photo
I like what I see
But what about the rest
What does she think
What makes her smile


What cheers her when down
What does her hair smell like
What did she eat last night
Which side of the bed is hers
Which hand to diddle


How does she see herself
Does she like peanut butter
plain or crunchy
If I kissed her neck
Would she get goosebumps.


I look at the photo
I like what I see
But what about the rest
that I can't see
That is why we are here

I am not here to hook up. If I said I wasn't here to perv beautiful women, I would be lying. I would most like to get to know some of those women kind enough to chat with me. I miss flirting with women. Trying to make them blush. Seeing a woman show interest in me. I guess I have described myself as a lonely old man. Well, unfortunately that is true. If I don't get to know any of you well, at least I am grateful to perv your photos. I love looking at women. Fantasizing about me making them hot and bothered.