Fucking and being fucked
About fucking, and being fucked.
I got buggered at school quite a lot by older bully boys but little did they know that I was really enjoying it!
True, the first time was painful but I soon armed myself with a tube of KY in my school bag and a dab of that made things much better; for them as well as me.
I grew up, left school, started work, met the girl, got married – so far pretty normal and I thought I’d left same sex relations behind me apart from still dressing Au Femme whenever I had the opportunity. I loved fucking with my wife, still do occasionally, and of course it’s completely different to gay sex. One thing I did appreciate with my wife was her liking for what we called “being taken”
I would ask if she wanted to be “loved” or “taken” and it was always a delight for me when she chose the latter.
I would hold her down on the bed, immobilising her by the wrists and fucking her very vigorously and cum as quickly as I wanted to. She was always slow to orgasm and she would never cum if I was “taking” her so afterwards I had the pleasure of watching her bring herself off. “Loving” was quite the opposite and I always brought her to climax even before any penetration. I do this orally and usually with a finger just inside her bottom. If I could enter her while she was still cumming I could keep her going with multiple orgasms until she almost passed out. Happy days.
Anyway, one day out of the blue she asked if I would like to try anal. I know she liked a bit of stimulation in that area but I had never thought of full penetration. We tried it straight away and she found it wasn’t her thing so it was just the once unfortunately. It did get me thinking back to my younger days and how I had enjoyed being fucked myself. I couldn’t leave the thought alone and some weeks later I took the plunge and contacted a gay friend of mine to ask him if he would do me a favour. You can guess what the favour was can’t you? He said “of course I will Love, I’ve always fancied you but I thought you were dead straight” I told him of my former experiences and my desire to try it again. We agreed a time round at his place and I duly turned up. After welcoming me in and chatting for a bit he asked me if I wanted treating as a boy or a girl. I was confused at first but it seems my friend likes to dress as well. I quickly agreed that I would like to be treated as a girl so I was soon upstairs dressing completely Au Femme in some of his lovely clothes as well as a wig and a little makeup. I was feeling very feminine and looking forward to what was to come. After some time chatting and drinking coffee I was beginning to think he would never make a move (and of course, as a lady I couldn’t possibly) I had a huge erection which was obvious by the bulge in my skirt and the front of his jeans was suitably tented as well. Eventually he moved across to the sofa with me and asked really nicely if he could kiss me. Of course he could! I soon discovered that being kissed is subtlety different from kissing. The guy is always in control to some degree and really enjoyed playing the subservient role. Soon he suggested moving to the bedroom and I followed him through with my heart beating madly. He laid me gently on the bed face up, lay down next to me and continued kissing while his hand started down my blouse, across the front of my skirt and onto my stockings. Meanwhile my own hands were busy with his belt buckle and the zip of his jeans and I soon had his glorious cock out in the open. He was about seven inches and quite slim which was a relief when I though what was going to happen soon. I lowered my lipsticked lips down on him and soon had the length of his shaft in my mouth trying desperately not to gag. While I was sucking his lovely cock I felt hands moving up my skirt and on to my satin knickers. He was rubbing his thumb across my straining member through the panties and I could stand it no longer.
“FOR GOD’S SAKE FUCK ME” I cried.
“Happy to oblige” he replied with a grin.
He stood up, stripped off all his clothes (lovely body) and knelt between my legs. Reaching under my skirt he slowly pulled down my knickers to reveal my straining cock which was leaking pre cum like it had never done before. Lifting my legs on to the bed he reached for some KY which he applied to my bottom and liberally on his cock as well.
“Are you sure about this” he said.
Again “FOR GOD’S SAKE FUCK ME” came the reply somewhat desperately.
So he did….
He lifted my legs over his shoulders….
He lifted my bottom off the bed…..
He positioned that lovely cock head at the entrance to my bottom….
Then…..
Slowly……
So slowly….
He slid into me all the way in!!
He filled me up completely and I instantly knew what it was to be fucked in a loving way.
Those occasions at school had just been boys wanking off in my arse.
This was completely different and utterly glorious.
Within seconds I was in the throes of an intense orgasm which went on and on as he slid slowly in and out of my bottom. Just as I was coming down from this he speeded up and was soon shagging me really hard, quite painful but in a very good way and after another minute or so he erupted deep inside me.
WOW.
“That was nice” he said as he reached for some tissues to clean up.
“Please don’t” I said “I want to feel it trickle out, it would feel so slutty” and it did, I had become a complete sissy slut.
Thank you my lovely Gay friend for giving me one of the most erotic times of my life.
After a lot of thought I realise that, if things had been different back in the sixties I would have led a gay lifestyle but things weren’t like that back then. I’m happily married and will remain so but I am definitely Bi and hope to pursue that side of my sexuality as much as possible. Certainly my friend is helping regularly as he says he still fancies me and I’m a “good fuck”
What more could a Gurl desire.
I got buggered at school quite a lot by older bully boys but little did they know that I was really enjoying it!
True, the first time was painful but I soon armed myself with a tube of KY in my school bag and a dab of that made things much better; for them as well as me.
I grew up, left school, started work, met the girl, got married – so far pretty normal and I thought I’d left same sex relations behind me apart from still dressing Au Femme whenever I had the opportunity. I loved fucking with my wife, still do occasionally, and of course it’s completely different to gay sex. One thing I did appreciate with my wife was her liking for what we called “being taken”
I would ask if she wanted to be “loved” or “taken” and it was always a delight for me when she chose the latter.
I would hold her down on the bed, immobilising her by the wrists and fucking her very vigorously and cum as quickly as I wanted to. She was always slow to orgasm and she would never cum if I was “taking” her so afterwards I had the pleasure of watching her bring herself off. “Loving” was quite the opposite and I always brought her to climax even before any penetration. I do this orally and usually with a finger just inside her bottom. If I could enter her while she was still cumming I could keep her going with multiple orgasms until she almost passed out. Happy days.
Anyway, one day out of the blue she asked if I would like to try anal. I know she liked a bit of stimulation in that area but I had never thought of full penetration. We tried it straight away and she found it wasn’t her thing so it was just the once unfortunately. It did get me thinking back to my younger days and how I had enjoyed being fucked myself. I couldn’t leave the thought alone and some weeks later I took the plunge and contacted a gay friend of mine to ask him if he would do me a favour. You can guess what the favour was can’t you? He said “of course I will Love, I’ve always fancied you but I thought you were dead straight” I told him of my former experiences and my desire to try it again. We agreed a time round at his place and I duly turned up. After welcoming me in and chatting for a bit he asked me if I wanted treating as a boy or a girl. I was confused at first but it seems my friend likes to dress as well. I quickly agreed that I would like to be treated as a girl so I was soon upstairs dressing completely Au Femme in some of his lovely clothes as well as a wig and a little makeup. I was feeling very feminine and looking forward to what was to come. After some time chatting and drinking coffee I was beginning to think he would never make a move (and of course, as a lady I couldn’t possibly) I had a huge erection which was obvious by the bulge in my skirt and the front of his jeans was suitably tented as well. Eventually he moved across to the sofa with me and asked really nicely if he could kiss me. Of course he could! I soon discovered that being kissed is subtlety different from kissing. The guy is always in control to some degree and really enjoyed playing the subservient role. Soon he suggested moving to the bedroom and I followed him through with my heart beating madly. He laid me gently on the bed face up, lay down next to me and continued kissing while his hand started down my blouse, across the front of my skirt and onto my stockings. Meanwhile my own hands were busy with his belt buckle and the zip of his jeans and I soon had his glorious cock out in the open. He was about seven inches and quite slim which was a relief when I though what was going to happen soon. I lowered my lipsticked lips down on him and soon had the length of his shaft in my mouth trying desperately not to gag. While I was sucking his lovely cock I felt hands moving up my skirt and on to my satin knickers. He was rubbing his thumb across my straining member through the panties and I could stand it no longer.
“FOR GOD’S SAKE FUCK ME” I cried.
“Happy to oblige” he replied with a grin.
He stood up, stripped off all his clothes (lovely body) and knelt between my legs. Reaching under my skirt he slowly pulled down my knickers to reveal my straining cock which was leaking pre cum like it had never done before. Lifting my legs on to the bed he reached for some KY which he applied to my bottom and liberally on his cock as well.
“Are you sure about this” he said.
Again “FOR GOD’S SAKE FUCK ME” came the reply somewhat desperately.
So he did….
He lifted my legs over his shoulders….
He lifted my bottom off the bed…..
He positioned that lovely cock head at the entrance to my bottom….
Then…..
Slowly……
So slowly….
He slid into me all the way in!!
He filled me up completely and I instantly knew what it was to be fucked in a loving way.
Those occasions at school had just been boys wanking off in my arse.
This was completely different and utterly glorious.
Within seconds I was in the throes of an intense orgasm which went on and on as he slid slowly in and out of my bottom. Just as I was coming down from this he speeded up and was soon shagging me really hard, quite painful but in a very good way and after another minute or so he erupted deep inside me.
WOW.
“That was nice” he said as he reached for some tissues to clean up.
“Please don’t” I said “I want to feel it trickle out, it would feel so slutty” and it did, I had become a complete sissy slut.
Thank you my lovely Gay friend for giving me one of the most erotic times of my life.
After a lot of thought I realise that, if things had been different back in the sixties I would have led a gay lifestyle but things weren’t like that back then. I’m happily married and will remain so but I am definitely Bi and hope to pursue that side of my sexuality as much as possible. Certainly my friend is helping regularly as he says he still fancies me and I’m a “good fuck”
What more could a Gurl desire.
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