biman

It’s been quite an interesting week, sexually, with a couple of very exciting straight and gay sessions.

On Wednesday, I met a regular suck buddy for some fun at his house. His girlfriend was away for a few days so there was no chance of her coming home and disturbing us. I’d asked him if he could get hold of some of his girl’s used panties, to spice up our session. I love the smell of a woman on a pair of knicks and I loved the idea of getting close to both of them, even though she was miles away.

He put on a couple of videos of him fucking various conquests and then we went upstairs. Laid out next to the bed were two very delicate pairs of lacy undies. We got naked very quickly (there’s never any pretence at romance with this cock buddy – it’s straight off with the clothes and straight to the action) and I asked if I could have a sniff.

I picked up the first pair. There was a very faint stain at the crotch and I lifted the panties to my nose. Ah, the scent of woman. My cock twitched as I breathed in the erotic aroma of his girlfriend’s cunt and arse, still fresh on the soft cotton. The second pair was even better, with a much stronger scent and nice, pale yellow reminder of where her cunt had been. We shared the panties for a few minutes, stroking each other’s cocks while we sniffed the scented gusset (an awful name for such a treasured place) of her lacy white pants.

I asked if I could try on the other pair – a first for me – and he agreed. I slid the cool white panties up my thighs and tucked my rock-hard cock into them. He stroked my erection through the lace as I continued to sniff his girlfriend’s cunt scent on the other pair. I licked where her pussy had been and was thrilled to taste the saltiness of her pee, still there in the cotton. He had my cock in his mouth now and I was in heaven. He cupped my lace-clad balls as he sucked me, his woman’s scent in my nostrils. I rubbed the now damp knickers all over my face, smelling her racy aroma on my mouth and my cheeks.

We took a few pics of my cock straining at the panties while I was wearing, then some of him sucking me with his girlfriend’s knickers pulled aside. I needed his cock in my mouth and slid down to take his erection down my throat. I tasted his precum as I squeezed my lips up and down his stiff shaft, my own cock poking from its lace. I flicked his foreskin with my tongue and he took a couple of pics of his cock pushing into my lips.

I pushed him back on to his bed and devoured his penis again. I rubbed his woman’s panties up and down his cock shaft, coating it in her cunt perfume. Then wrapped the panties round his cock and sucked his stiff dick while tasting her cunt honey.

He wanted my cum, so I knelt beside him, thrusting my cock into his mouth and gently squeezing his balls as his lips milked my knob. I felt my orgasm start and told him I was going to cum and his mouth sucked harder, as I shot my hot spunk down his throat.

As the last drops of my load dribbled from my slit, I let my cock slide from his wet lips and went down on him. His girlfriend’s panties sheathed his hard cock as I slid my mouth up and down him. Within seconds he was cumming, his sweet semen on my tongue and her salty taste on my lips. I pulled his cock from my mouth and watched as my wanking fist milked him onto the lace of her soaking panties. I wiped his cock with her knickers and put my nose to his groin for one last sniff of sex.

I’m going to see if we can persuade his girlfriend to leave her dirty knickers lying around a bit more often.

The day after, I meet my girlfriend at lunchtime. We end up at her place, kissing, and fondling, as usual. She has wonderful pert tits and it’s impossible not to stroke them when you see them.

We’re half naked, she’s sucking my cock and I slide my hand down her pants, but she whispers that she’s having her period. It’s never a problem for me, but I understand her point of view. Still, it’s also a signal that I can do certain things but there’s a limit.

I love licking her while she’s having a period. She uses tampons, so she’s still very clean. I rub her clit through her knickers and she responds as always, her breath quickening, her nipples hardening. I pull her panties aside and run my finger up and down her slit, feeling the string and being careful not to pull it out.

I want to taste her, so pull her panties off and run my tongue up her vulva. I love the fact that her tampon string is there: very naughty. I nibble her clit and press my face into her pubic bush. She’s getting more and more excited and I pull her lips apart, running my tongue all around her beautiful pink cunt.

She turns around: her signal that she wants her bum licking. My tongue finds her puckered anus and I coat her bum in my saliva, pulling her cheeks wide apart so I can enjoy her cute pink arse. My finger massages her clit as I sink my tongue in her bum. Her buttocks clench in delight as my mouth works on her hole, her cunt now juicy from my finger-work.

She pulls me up and we kiss. She guides my cock to her hole and I gently slide my cock inside her arse. She sighs as I bury my length deep in her, my finger wanking her clit. She cums as I breathe heavily in her ear and that sets me off. I pump a load of hot spunk into her bum and squeeze her tight, my hands on her gorgeous breasts as my orgasm shudders to an end.

I let my still-hard cock slide from her tight arse and we cuddle together for a few minutes. We dress and she goes back to work. Her scent is on my hand and she’s with me for the rest of the day.

I’d wanted to get together with my girlfriend for a few days. I needed the soft fragrance of a woman’s body. There’s also the excitement of anticipating the touchstone of the occasion. Every time is different with her. Sometimes, she’s rough, savage almost, full of energy, dominating. Then there are times when she’s almost diffident, turning her back, willing me to lick her, almost sleepy.

Sometimes, her breasts are the key. Other times it’s her clit. Or her bum, or her cunt. Whatever part of her is the dish of the day, she always guides my hands and mouth back there.

Yesterday was clit day. I know all women are supposed to be obsessed by their clitorises, but it’s not true in my experience. Yes, if you watch a woman wank, she’ll usually flick her button in some way, but put another person into the equation and all her other sensitive zones come into play. But yesterday was clit day. She has one foot raised up slightly, her legs parted as she stands, so I slide down and run my tongue up her thigh. I love the scent of a woman and duck under her skirt, kissing her cunt through her panties, just a hint of dampness at her slit and the faint trace of her pee perhaps. My cock hardens more as I press my face to her mound and grasp her buttocks to pull her hard against me. She grinds herself into me as my tongue outlines the slit of her cunt and the hardness of her little erection.

I adore the implied worship of her cunt. I’m on my knees before the altar of her sex. I’m hers to do what she wants with. I lick her some more as she pulls my head towards her, her skirt still covering me. I pull her pants aside a little so I can taste her flesh. It’s hot and damp. And so fragrant. I slide my mouth up and down her lips, the bitterness of her flowing fluids on my tongue. I slide my finger inside her and feel her g-spot and the muscles of her slippery fanny tightening round my hand. I’m lapping her clit while I push my fingers in and out of her. I knead her buttock with my free hand and she moans a little.

We break. I sit and slide off my shoes, my shirt, drop my trousers to the floor and pull down my underpants, my cock rebounding as I do. She slips off her bra (God I love that sight, her pert tits revealed as her straps slip down her arms). Her nipples are rock hard, as usual. I take one in my mouth and rub her clit and mound through her pants, then she pushes me back a little and peels them off.

My finger runs the length of her vulva, from her bum to her stiff clit. It’s soaking now and I rub my sloppy finger all round her button, then push two fingers into her wielding cunt. I need to taste her sex. I gently push her back on to the bed and push my whole face hard into her bush. Her legs spread and I can lap her without constraint. I can smell her on my face, now. Her cunt is all over me, her scent is in my nostrils. I lick her some more. She pushes me back and lays me down, her soft lips round my cock. She’s a great cocksucker and I’m soon close to cumming. I lift up and we kiss, a trace of my precum on her lips and her honey on mine.

She mounts me and her soaking cunt slides up and down my cock, her wetness dripping all over my balls. I suck her nipples and grasp her arse as she slides one of her own fingers up her tight bumhole.

She’s trembling now at the first signs of orgasm and her cunt muscles tighten. I almost cum myself as she rides my cock, her hot body pressed against mine.

I turn around and slip under her, her spread lips on my mouth, her honey dripping into my throat. I’m squeezing her tits as she slides back and forth over my face. Then she’s up again and kneels on the bed. I lick her tight little anus while exploring the inside of her fanny with my fist. She wants more and makes it plain as she guides my cock. This is the moment of uncertainty: I never know if she’s going to push me into her cunt or her arse! It’s her cunt, so my finger goes in her backside and she bucks against me. I’m over the first wave where I was desperate to cum but the tension in my balls builds again. She has a great backside and I nearly always cum when I’m fucking her from behind. I manage to resist and we collapse together after she’s cum again.

Her cunt is now in my nostrils. I love it when I smell of her: I just think it’s one of the binding elements of a couple. We cuddle for a while. As I kiss her tits, I catch the scent of her armpits. She’s warm and womanly and I lick her salty pits. Then she’s on me again, this time fucking me with her back to me. She puts my hands on her tits as she slides up and down my cock. She’s rubbing her clit and bucking my cock as I squeeze her breasts then gently rub her nipples. The delight of her soaking cunt is too much and I feel my spunk rising. I thrust upwards into her as she moans as my cum spurts into her. She rubs her clit into one last orgasm then flops on the bed next to me.

We cuddle for ages. Then it’s back to reality and we dress (one day, I must ask to dress her. I think that would be very sexy, putting her panties and bra back on!). I drive her back to work and I return to the humdrum of my work. Then I’m thinking: can my workmates smell her on me, because I can smell her so strongly. She’s on my face and on my fingers. She’s also on my dick. When I go for a pee I can smell her. I get a hard on every time I put my hand near my face because it takes me back to those electrifying moments when I’m kneeling with my tongue up her cunt.

At home, I sign on to my favourite websites and MSN. I get a message from a friend of one of my cock buddies. He’s hoping to get together with us for a threesome soon and we get chatting. We talk about what we like (I still smell of her and this adds to the thrill). I’m hard again so I offer to turn on my webcam. He says he can’t get his to work. What the hell, I like a bit of showing off, so the webcam goes on and the cock comes out. Her scent fills my nostrils again. She’s still there as I wank for him. My fingers and my dick just ooze her smell as I pump my hard cock and watch the image on the screen and read his appreciative remarks.

I have to imagine what’s happening at his end (maybe that’s better? Who knows?) He says he’s wanking himself so I put on as good a show as I can. I point the camera at my knob and peel the foreskin back. He wants to see my balls, so I pull the camera back to show them rising up and down as I wank. I tell him I can’t hold back from cumming much longer and he gives me the go-ahead to let my spunk fly.

My balls tighten and my semen flows out of my slit and down my shaft. A little pool of cum collects at the base of my dick, where it meets my balls. He’s cumming now, he says. I’m softening. It’s late and my cock is a little sore. I’ve been wanking for him for nearly twenty minutes. Combined with the pummelling it had earlier today, my fist’s pistoning has made me raw.

We say our farewells and tell each other how much we’re looking forward to getting our mouths wrapped round each other’s cocks. I slip my spunky cock back into my pants and let the aroma linger. Cunt combined with spunk: if they could distil and bottle it, they’d make a fortune.

I drift off to sleep that night with a dream of licking creamy cum from my girlfriend’s cunt. Sweet dreams.

A bit of history: I had my first sexual experience when I was too young even to know its significance. I was a kid and I had a hard-on, so I played with it and it felt really good. So I continued. For years. In fact I still do. Sometimes, there’s just no beating the feeling of stroking my stiff dick and sensing those nerves tingling in my cock and balls.

Of course, I learned that it was wrong to play with your own cock. So I started playing with the lad next door’s cock. In truth, I never stopped playing with my own, either, but now I know that, actually, it’s OK to play with your own cock and masturbation is normal and enjoyable and most of the population does it – even  women. It’s just that no-one will admit it. Well only we few enlightened ones, eh?

Anyway, for years after wanking the boy next door, I fantasised about what I’d do with every stiff cock that seeped into my imagination. I used to catch glimpses of men in changing rooms, in magazines and all the other places that I could. It was ages, and I mean ages, before technology enabled me to get my hands on another man’s cock again. Yes, technology has revolutionised sex. Without the Internet, mobile phones, email, digital cameras and all the other paraphernalia that enables me to see, make contact with and wank over all those millions of sexual people out there, I wouldn’t have made peace with my bi side.

I’ve told you about my first two tastes of cock. It’s hard to remember the times when it was really difficult to see good-quality porn, with hard, spunky dicks. There was never any shortage of fine looking naked women, but stiffies were definitely no-nos in mainstream soft porn. Then came the Internet, lots of hardcore, webcams, chatrooms and all the rest.

So, with a mobile phone number and a rendezvous point, I set out for cock-encounter number three. We arranged to meet at a motorway services. I had a day off work and he was between calls. He was overweight (most of them have been!) and dressed in a pale grey business suit. I followed his car to a village about five miles from the service area. We parked up and set off on a short walk. When the coast was clear, his hand was down the front of my jeans. I felt I should do the same. He had a nice, thick cock, unseen as yet, not massive, but a good width. He was very nervous about being spotted by a passer-by, but we kept walking then having a good feel.

We found a bit of shelter in some woods, trains passing close by every few minutes, and the pants came down. I’d scared myself a bit that I was going to catch something horrible, so I’d taken to insisting on putting a condom on anyone I sucked. This must have been a bit of a strange thing for him, but he accepted it and soon I was sitting on the ground, my dick pointing to the sky as I gobbled his rubber-clad cock. I used to use flavoured condoms to improve the experience. The strawberry ones weren’t too bad looking, being bright red, but the mint ones made the cock look like some big green monster and the banana flavour johnnies were a fluorescent yellow.

I have to confess I can’t remember what flavour I rolled on to the businessman’s erection, but I have a sneaking recollection it was mint.  He had no such qualms and eagerly sucked my cock and drank my spunk. I sucked his clad cock for a few minutes then sensed he was close to orgasm. Off came the minty coat and I wanked his thick dick till it spurted his white, hot semen all over my belly. I remember some shot up my coat sleeve as my fist pumped his foreskin up and down the shaft. I can still picture it: stringy, white, clinging to the end of my coat. He wiped it off for me. Shame, I wanted to walk back to the cars with it still visible: a little reminder of our snatched sex adventure for any passers by that looked closely enough at the incongruous couple: a suit-clad businessman and a casually dressed fella with a sleeve of spunk and a damp belly, a subsiding penis leaking the last droplets of my own sperm into my sticky undies.

We never met again. He was probably horrified at this strange man that insisted on slapping a condom on his cock before he stuffed it between his lips. I don’t insist any more. I love the taste of naked cock flesh in my mouth.

Question: how long is it before you see an erect cock and it finds its way into your mouth? I reckon my limit is about thirty seconds. Obviously, I’m talking mainly to women and other gay or bi men, but hey, if you’re straight, why not try it too?

I ask because I was thinking about this this morning, in bed, as I stroked my hard-on. The last time I met my favourite male sex buddy, I had every intention of taking it slowly, you know, a bit of all-over body stroking, working my way up his muscled thighs, teasing him a bit.

But within less than a minute of him slipping off his pants, his hard cock was between my lips and I was sucking like a contented babe. I mean, how can you resist? If it wasn’t for the fact that women had those fantastically exciting warm, wet, slippery cock parks between their legs, I’d swear that the mouth was designed to accommodate the erect penis. It just seems so right.

So there we are, we’ve only just got our clothes off and I’m sucking his knob in and out of my throat, tasting his wetness on my tongue and loving every minute of it. I’d got it all planned, too. Stroke his balls, caress his cock, give him a slow wank, sliding his foreskin up and down over his thick end. Then lick his balls, take each into my mouth and deliberately leave his throbbing dick for as long as possible.

It just didn’t happen that way. In it goes; on goes the suction. I’ve said before that I actually enjoy sucking dick more than having mine sucked. Although my girlfriend is the best cocksucker I’ve ever come across, if you pardon the completely intentional pun. I understand why she’s drawn to oral, because I am too. She really is expert and can get me ready to spurt within a very short time. In fact I use the same techniques on my men as she uses on me: that firm lip pressure up and down the whole knob, moving the foreskin up and down with my mouth is one thing she’s taught me.

I’m hoping to be able to practise my technique next month. Another of my cock buddies is trying to set up a meeting with him and another guy. I really like the idea of getting both cocks into my mouth at once. Anyone tried it? I’d be really grateful if you have any useful hints or just experience of having two cocks at once.

I also quite like the idea of two of us sucking on one cock at the same time. My favourite fantasy would be to share a cock with another woman, but that hasn’t happened yet (any offers?!) so doing a dual lick and suck with another man is perhaps next best thing.

Not much female action at all recently. I found out the reason my girlfriend was so upset is because she’s tried hitting it off with another bloke and he’s pulled out. So I copped for the emotional grief. Think I’ll keep my distance for the time being and see how she fares.

So, I’m definitely in the market for a sexy couple in whatever combination. You know where to find me if you fancy the idea.

After crowing how great my sex life was last week, today: a low.

I got a text from my girlfriend saying she wanted me to join her. She was in bed when I got to her bedroom. She was half asleep.

We had a cuddle, her hot, naked body getting me hard instantly. In fact I was hard before I even got into bed. Her discarded panties on the floor got me going as I was sitting on the edge of the bed. I had an urge to feel them, stroke them.

Anyway, everything seemed OK. She clung on to me, teasing my shoulder with her teeth, clutching my bum cheeks as I squeezed her tight, kissing her neck, stroking her back, pulling her hot, sexy body tight towards mine.

I could sense she didn't want me to play with her tits. She guided me away from them. I wanted to kiss her cunt, and planted my lips on her inner thighs, just catching the gorgeous scent of her pussy. She turned round and made it plain what she wanted. I kissed her bum cheeks then slid my tongue down her crack, lapping her bumhole and coating it with my saliva, while I rubbed her clit with my hand.

She pushed me on to my back and mounted my cock. We fucked for a short while, but still she didn't want me to play with her tits, which is very unusual. She has beautiful breasts and normally loves them tweaking, kneading and kissing. But today she just pushed me on my back and we fucked. Quite frantically.

Then, she was in tears. She climbed off me, and curled up in bed. I tried to comfort her, but it was no use. She just kept bursting into tears.

In the end, I got dressed and told her it was time for me to leave. I told her I didn't think I was doing her any good. I meant it. I think she's suffering emotionally from seeing me.

I kissed her lightly as I left. I think this could be the end.

I don't really understand why she was like that. Well, maybe I do. She's in too deep and I can't give her what she wants.  She logged on to MSN a couple of times tonight; I'm sure she wanted to talk to me, but I really wasn't in the mood. I really do think this is the end for us.

But I've said that so many times before.

Now there's a guy who wants to meet me so I can slip on his wife's panties and stockings so he can suck me. I've got to admit I'm excited at the prospect. I did leave her house with a hard-on and a sticky end. I need to do something to deal with it.

I'll keep you posted. I've made contact with a few pantie men and the prospect excites me. I told you women's panties made me hard.