I am a married guy, with a family, my wife and I havent made love with each other since the year 2000, maybe this is because I am Bi, and a bottom, and sub`ish, I get good sex with guys and convincing TVs, I do suffer with difficullty getting / keeping a hard on, though I have had some comments from some guys saying that Thats a nice one,when i am hard,( with Viagra ) though i shy away from a female if sex is offered as i have no confidence in my cock, and if i was asked to use a condom, well i would never get it on,as i would not be able to maintain any erection, I like car park sex and dark rooms in gay bars and being chased or chatted up and then fucked by someone, I also love poppers. Also like mild BDSM, and have tried water sports with females once tried to fist a female fanny the feeling was fantastic and i would love to try again as i didnt manage to get my large fist in her, like to meet Bi couples, to play with him and her at the same time = great, I dont own any "Toys", but have had a but plug in me, I also meet a Domm Guy recently who used nipple chains / clamps on me and lots of poppers , it was the best experiance i hve ever had to date !. it took me from this planet to the next.

I got divorced almost three years ago. I am a female, in my late 30s, and I have been married for 15 years, so I married young.

He was my first, if you dont count a few innocent hs pettings, and our sex life was pretty non existent, for the last few years of marriage. I have relived myself, many times, and eventually got sucked into the world of erotic forums, porn sites etc.

After we split up, my libido just jumped through the roof, and my online addiction sky rocketed. I wanted sex so badly, I have caught myself having these indecent thoughts about men around me, at work, at the supermarket etc.

Why didnt I do anything?

I am affraid. I have had sex with only one man in my life, and I guess I was insecure, so I stayed locked inside this cage I have built for myself.

Through all this, I started chatting with this man, some ten years younger than me, via this erotic forum. It became a form of hotting, with words at starters. Then I sent him some photos of me, without face and clothed, he sent me his, and he is a handsome, handsome man, so handsome, that I have wondered what such a good looking man is doing sexting a woman like me.

It evolved, i sent him some bikini photos, than partial nudes, and full nudes at the end, and eventually we saw each other on cam.

It was so sexy. He was raining down on me with compliments, throughout all of this, how beautifull I am, how hot I am, and such things are nice to hear. LIttle digression - I know I look good, and my looks werent the obstacle for me to find someone to have sex with - it was the other issues, I discussed earlier.

So we continued with this for more than 6 months, and it was hot, so intense. He was so good at describing things, it was like living through an audio version of the best erotic story ever written. Him, talking, made me climax every time, but looking at him through the camera didnt hurt either.

And he was obsessed with my behind, always asking for me to show it, and if I did, he would climax almost immediately. He would always tell me how he wants me from behind, or in a reverse cowgirl etc, and it got me appreciating that part of my body, and I did become aware that it does look good for a woman of my shape and size.

Long story short, after almost half of year of this, one day he sends me a message that he is coming to my country on business (we both live in Europe - different countries), and that he will be in such and such hotel, room number ..., and gives me his telephone number, for me to call him, so we could go out for dinner and, who knows.

I decided not to go, not to call him, it was all fun, but one thing is a fantasy through the weil of some anonymity, and this would be something completely different.

I was fighting myself on this one, I wanted to go, but I was scared, really scared that I will ruin it, by meeting him. You have got to understand, this was a kind of a relationship for me, something I was looking forward, seeing him online.

He was staying there for three nights. On the second night, I called him at 1 a.m. My voice was... I was scared. Asked him if I can come over to his room.

An hour later, I was there, in leather pants (god, what was I thinking), and a bottle of wine. We started going at each other immediately, we were both so desperate. He ripped my blouse off of me, and went for my breast right away. I was on fire, ready to go, like I have had hours of fore play.

And as we started to undress, I remembered his fixation, so as he was laying on his back, I got on top of him, kissed him, then turned the other way. I have never had sex in this position, so I was a bit scared, but ready to go. He had a condom on... And he came after no more than 20 seconds.

My dissapointment was inmesurable. He did try to get me off, afterwards, but wasnt good at it, so I faked it. I excused myself, and lied to him that I will see him again tomorrow, and told him it was good, it was all I was hoping for.

Never saw him again, not in real life, nor online. But this awkward experience was an eye opener of sorts. What was I affraid of?

Two weeks later, I met a man of my age, also divorced, like me, and I am having the best sex of my life.

I think this whole experience helped me understand a few things about myself. And one thing is for sure, I lost years of my life, living of sexual scraps, from my husband, later on, from online erotica, but nothing beats the real thing, when it is done right.

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Two years ago I worked night shift at a local department store (stacking when the store is closed), there was a girl there who looked exactly the girl in the video but called Natalie who was about 20 and dating one of the store managers. It was common knowledge that they would go off and fuck in the security room.
Anyway, I confess that over a period of 2 months we hooked up on shift 3 times. The first time was a bit uneventful when we shared a break - we just ended up kissing. We kind of ignored each other after that as it was awkward.
The second and third time happened about 6 weeks later.
It was about 2am and we were both paired together doing stock take in the freezer when I asked her about the kiss that happened before and that I would leave my current girlfriend if we had a chance together. After the typical female thing of "why would you want me" and outlining that I thought she was quite fit we ended up kissing again but this time she started to touch me through my trousers. It took a while to get full aroused at that temperature but was helped by fondling her tits through her freezer-jacker (Not the hottest scenario..) After a few mins of fumbling around she pulled my cock out and jerked it properly and I slid my hand up her top for a proper feel of her tits. I'd guess about a c-cup and she had nice puffy nipples. After another few mins of her jerking, she pulled her trousers around her knees and sat on top of the loading trolley and pulled me towards her. With the temperature of the freezer it felt like the warmest pussy in the entire planet. We fucked for about 10 mins until I got close but she didn't want me to cum inside as we didn't have a condom so jerked me and unloaded my cum into her hands.

it was a bit odd as she was a bit apologetic about not letting me cum inside her and said that she wanted to do it again and break it off with the manager.
That Friday night, we met at her house and after a few drinks with a film we fucked properly (sadly, with a condom) for a good hour or so. She wasn't that kinky but she really got into it when we weren't confined to a freezing cold loading trolley. The only "kinky" thing she really did was after I came and took the condom off, she licked the cum off the tip.

Anyway, I spent the night and it was simply amazing. The next morning she started crying about hurting the managers feelings as they had been together so long. Sadly we never got together again and I left that place of work 6 months later.

The best part for me is that the manager is getting married to that slut in about 5 months! Not knowing that not only did I fuck someone whilst on his shift, but it was his "perfect" girlfriend.

better days, the place I work at now is all older women and sausage-parties :(

i find used condoms and slide them on my cock cum in to them then drink the contents.i all so suck used tampons from female toilets