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[B][I][FONT=century gothic][SIZE=5][COLOR=#ff8c00][/COLOR][COLOR=#ff8c00][/COLOR][COLOR=#ff0000]At times when my hormones are extremely high and I am horny as hell I like to frequent a certain gay bar close by.. I get cleaned up inside and out shave everything and put on my sexy thigh hi silk lace top stockings,
may lacy garter and matching lady string thong panties.. loose fitting short shorts and a slinky t shirt, all of which are easy access.. the club is high end and very very forgiving of the actions of its patrons.. I usually go straight to the bar order a drink and with in a very few minutes been hit on a couple times, last night was no different..the second guy that hit on me was very handsome and sexy.. smelled good too.. we dance a couple dances as he started feeling me up.. soon another guy ask me to dance and started kissing me as he felt me up.. soon the second guy grabbed me and started kissing as I felt him up and found a very nice 8” semi hard cock in his shorts.. he pushed me to a dark corner booth and pushed me down in it.. I pulled his shorts down and started sucking his cock.. soon he was hard and pulled me up and bent me over the table and started eating out my pussy.. driving his tongue and fingers into me.. sending quivers of pleasure up my spine.. then he mounted me driving his cock in balls deep.. then fucking me there in front of everyone.. a bit later he seeded me very deep.. when he finished another guy moved me on to the table on my back with my legs wrapped around his waist.. he fucked me balls deep till he emptied his seed in me.. then 3 more guys took turns fucking me.. and seeding me.. then they each took another turn..by the time they were done I had 11 loads inside me.. the second guy licked and sucked my pussy cleaner than I could possibly imagine.. I put my clothes back on and went home leaking cum every move.. today I have felt amazing my pussy feels amazing.. alcohol and hormones are a crazy mix for me[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/I][/B]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I remember my somewhat young lover asking me, after I sucked his balls dry, "Why haven't you fucked me?" - and I couldn't answer him right away... and when I did answer him, gods - I couldn't believe the bullshit that came out of my mouth, like telling him that I didn't want to hurt him and other such shit.

And hearing him say, "I know it's gonna hurt... but I want you to fuck me - I need you to fuck me."

I asked him why and he said, "I can't suck your dick and it ain't fair that you get left high and dry and, well, like I said: I want you to."

The moment when I lubed us up and fitted my slippery knob against his very virgin hole... and pushed; feeling my dick go right in him up to the hilt; feeling his body tense... then relax and hearing him saying, "That's what I wanted... fuck me; bust your nut in me..."

Watching my dick going in and out of him - and seeing that he's watching, too. Remembering how... special it is to be able to fuck another guy and how damned good it feels. Feeling my dick swelling in him; seeing the look on his face as he feels it, too; then the pumping... so delicious and seeing the look on his face because even if he can't feel it, he knows I'm injecting him with sperm. He loved it; said that the way we should do it from now on is I suck him off then get my dick in him. Long time or short time - didn't matter to him as long as I came in his ass... and like I'm supposed to... and like I wanted and needed to do.

Lying there later and thinking that, no, I don't always have to - or even feel like - fucking a guy... but when I do, just fucking do it and have fun.

Because it's supposed to be fun.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]How many times after that... stupid promise to myself have I been in bed with a guy - or wherever we happened to be - and we're happily sucking each other's dick... and I've heard him say, "Fuck me... stick it in me..." or he tells me that unless I fuck him, he's not gonna be able to cum... and how many times did I not do it when I knew that's exactly what I had to do... and wanted to do?

Too many times. How many times had I failed to bust my nuts wide open just being sucked... and knowing exactly what would make that happen? Again, too many times. My... objection wasn't moral; it just wasn't as fun as it used to be. I'd be with a woman who'd want it in her ass... and I'd balk and hesitate even though I knew that not doing what she asked me to do wasn't going to be a good thing and more so if I wanted to have sex with her again. And I'd fuck her in the ass... then ask myself how it was possible I could do this with her... but not with a guy. I was being stupid about it and wasn't of a mind to reclaim the joy that somehow got stolen from me or I just gave up and for some reason I couldn't really make sense of.

Feeling... ashamed to hear a guy tell me that I must not be as bisexual as I say I am if I'm not gonna fuck him and like I'm supposed to... and maybe, just maybe, that's why it stopped being fun for me... because it's what I was supposed to do and as if I had no say or choice in it. And letting that bullshit promise stop me from doing what I damned well knew I wanted to do: I wanna stick it in him. I wanna see my dick stretching his hole; I wanna feel his muscles trying to get rid of me and I wanna feel that moment when I get past his resisting muscles and all the dick I can get in him goes in him.

Just giving in to the nastiness of it. That moment when my dick swells inside him and knowing he can feel it, too; then the pumping, that sweet release. I realized that I didn't have to always do it... but when I wanted to, then, damn it, do it. Enjoy it and if I make him happy, so much the better. Pulling out of him and hearing that rather obscene sound; taking a moment to watch my spunk start to ooze out of him or listening to the evil giggles inside my head to see his hole all gaped open.

Enjoying this kind of sex again because it's supposed to be enjoyed.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Is it filthy? Dirty? Unbelievably nasty? Yes, it is... and that's some of the fun of it. Knowing you shouldn't have your dick in him and getting it in there anyway. Defying convention; bucking the system and, yeah, bucking traffic on that one-way street.

Being in the right position to watch it going in him; hearing and feeling his reaction to my entry... then hearing and feeling his reactions once I'm in and moving, working toward pumping my sperm into him. More idle thoughts: What's he really thinking about? Is he really enjoying this as much as he appears to be? Maybe thinking that this wasn't as good of an idea as he thought?

And, sometimes, do I really care what he's thinking or feeling? Well, I do... but when you've got your eyes fixed on your cock in his ass, yeah, well, such thoughts really don't mean anything... but unloading your spunk in his backside means everything and maybe for him, too.

There was a time where anal sex - either way - just stopped being fun for me. I swore off of it and didn't even go there for years and no matter what I felt like doing or what the other guy wanted me to do; if you're not gonna have fun and enjoy it, why do it at all. I even managed to convince myself that there will never be another time when I would actually want to fuck a guy in the ass... and it was a lie... and I knew it was.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Well, that's a whole different animal, ain't it? I've fucked so many guys and whether I "really" wanted to or not. It looks... simple. Get hard. Lube up with something very slippery. Get in position. Push. In it goes and you know what to do.

How many times have I been in a guy's ass, seeing my dick in him, and asking myself, "What are you doing? You know you're not supposed to be in his ass! How dare you be enjoying it!" Or, um, seeing my dick in him and marveling at the sheer fact that my dick is in someone's ass, the one place on the human body that has always been deemed to be a one-way street: Out... but never in... but there it is, huh?

Having idle thoughts like am I doing it right enough for him? Am I hurting him too much? Am I gonna lose it quickly or is it gonna take some time before I do... or I can? Sometimes even, "What's really in this for him? What is he really getting out of it other than a butt-full of spunk as well as a sore butt?"

And despite the fact that I grew up abiding by the rule that if a guy fucks you, it's only fair that you fuck him and knowing that if you didn't, well, you're gonna get talked about and in some very bad ways. Then having people ask what's kind of a dumb question: Why fuck a guy in the ass? Um, because it's the only other hole he has that can be fucked? That it feels good to fuck someone - period? Or trying to put into words what it feels like to be dick-deep in a guy's ass. Or having to debunk the notion that fucking a woman in the ass is different than fucking a guy in the ass... and the only real difference being the sex of the person whose ass you're getting ready to cream.

Is it enjoyable? Of course it is... unless you somehow manage to convince yourself that it isn't. Do you always have to fuck a guy? Well, no, not if you don't want to... but a lot of guys expect it; for them, it's the main course of things and the only reason why they do what they do with other guys.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Learning not to get all pissed off when a guy couldn't stay hard enough to get it in me; ditto for all the times a guy barely got the head in me and unloaded... and sometimes unloading before he could even get the head in. Telling him that it's okay because I wanted him to cum even if he didn't get it in me. Even trying not to get pissed when, at least to me, the guy was taking too long to put his cum in my ass.

And understanding a lot about what a woman feels and goes through when I'm driving my dick into her and filling her up with cum. Literally a pain in the ass that's sometimes enjoyable... and sometimes not so much. Big dicks. Smaller ones. Fat ones and so fat it feels like the guy is trying to shove his whole leg into me... and some so thin that I don't even feel them going in and sometimes can't really feel it inside me.

Do you know what it's like to be fucked? I used to live for it... and now I can take it or leave it. Most of the time I'm happy leaving it... but sometimes I need it; I need to remember what it feels like or, really, to be reminded of what it feels like. So nasty and so morally wrong... and not giving a fuck that it is. Getting to my favorite part when the dick buried in my ass swells... then pulses, shooting hot, sticky sperm into me, hearing him groaning and all that and my lying under him and thinking - knowing - that, yes: This is what I wanted to feel. I needed to feel it. The pain and discomfort... then that moment of bliss that makes being fucked feel so right and good and always the anticipation.

Cum in me. Do it now. Stop making me wait for it; don't make me beg for it. Shoot it in me and as much as you got; a little or a lot, doesn't matter as long as you bust your nuts wide open in my ass.

Do you know what it's like?[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]What are you thinking? What are you feeling? What does it mean to you to have another man's cock literally reaming you out and in the most forbidden of places? And, yes - are you thinking that maybe this wasn't as good of an idea as you first thought it was? Are you gonna be very happy when it's all over and done with and he finally pulls out of you? What are you thinking and feeling when his cum starts to ooze out of you? Happy? Satisfied? Again dirty or used?

I used to love being fucked, to feel a hard dick pressing itself into me and knowing what was going to happen at some point. I would often think about what part of being fucked I really liked the most; was it the moment he pushed his dick into me? Feeling him moving in and out of me and maybe even hitting my prostate? Was it the moment - the anticipation - of him about to cum inside me? Did I really like feeling like a girl and knowing all to well that he was doing to me what I'd done to many a girl... and guys, too?

I'd come to understand that, for me, the best parts was lying on my belly, feeling the weight and heat of his body on my as well as the hard spike of his cock being speared into me and impatiently waiting for the moment when the tightness of my hole pushes him over the edge... and he cums in me. It exhilarated me... just as much as it made me feel... very dirty. Nasty. Girly. Being able to take those very negative feelings and turn them around in my head and see them as being good things.

To know that, if nothing else, his body liked fucking me enough for him to fill me with cum. The familiarity of it. The odd comfort in it. Then feeling empty after he pulls out and a feeling that doesn't quite feel all that good. Flip-flopping between wanting him to hurry up and cum in me... and hoping that he's not gonna cum any time soon. Having that crystal clear awareness that I'm being fucked and that being fucked "good" or "bad" didn't really matter; all that mattered was I had a hard dick in my ass and at some point, I was going to have my ass flooded with sperm.

Dealing with all that after the fact stuff; asshole sore and gaped open; feeling... satisfied and not so much; being glad that he's done... and being sad that he's done. Sometimes kicking my own ass because I thought it was what I wanted only to find out that I really didn't - but understanding that it always sounds like a good idea at the time.[/SIZE][/FONT]