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Masterbated By A Stranger Man At 16

Two years ago I was abducted by a guy for a weekend, my parents thought I had gone to stay with my girlfriend and I never told anyone about it.

The guy picked me up in his car while I was out, he seemed a nice guy and offered me a lift so I said okay. He was nice in the car and invited me to his place. I hesitated but I didn't really think anything of it and I thought maybe just a coffee.

He lived out of town in a pretty remote place.
We had been talking but when I said it was time to go he kept finding reasons and excuses to have me there. Then it started to get dark.

I played along with him because I was so far out of town and had no way of getting back.
He prepared a bed for me in a separate room so I didn't have many options and there was also no signal on my phone.

I remember during that first night he came into that room quietly and without a word started touching me, I didn't know what to do. I froze just laying there.

The second day and night the same thing. I said touching, I meant he was masterbating me. He didn't try s*x or other, that's all he did. I remember it was once that night then the next day three times and that second night another two times.

I didn't tell anyone because although at first he scared me what he was doing I liked it so ended up just letting him. In total he masterbated me 6 times, it's hard to imagine now that I let a 40 year old complete stranger masterbate me so many times.

I was 16 and I never asked him but he looked about 40 anyway that's my confession. I don't feel bad about it. It was wiered but in a strange way nice. Looking back even though I'm 18 now I think that if a man stopped me again I think I'll go with him too, there's something about it, feeling strong warm hands over my body, I don't know, for now, I'll probably end up some old mans dolly, that's my fantasy I'm not talking about, my girlfriend told me about that once, I think she too thinks about that, anyway that's about it really. I masterbate every night now thinking about that man.

  • Once A Cocksucker Always A Cocksucker

    Hey, my name is Leon.

    At 19 I went offshore as a gopher. I was assigned to the mechanic. I went back and forth and got yelled at. At the end if the day he told me I was worse than worthless and as far as he was considered I was no good to him. If I wanted to stay I needed to suck on his cock until he told me to stop.

    He whipped his cock out and I latched on like a baby on a tit. When he had enough I dropped my pants and held onto the worktable, and he inserted his cock up my ass until I swore I had it in my throat. He pushed me off and told me, once a cocksucker always a a cocksucker.

    It's been over forty years and I'm still sucking cock, if there is one thing I learned is that you are always welcome to latch on and suck. Nothing I ever tried stopped me, still sucking cock.

    A Very Particular Obsession For Sex While Away From Home

    I'm just recalling that night in Hong Kong when I went to the other side. I was in my late thirties at the time and I had to meet up there with the Sales Manager for the Australia Division. We stayed at an upscale hotel and unlike me, he had been to Hong Kong many times. He took me out to dinner at a fancy place, all Chinese of course, and then down to the nasty part of town. Young girls everywhere, not all of them Chinese. For a few dollars you could get a train of girls to blow you, or a young man or two. Whatever floated your boat, was available there.

    Jet lag, maybe. Being brought up in world where sex was private. Never having paid for sex. I was a neophyte that night. But not my friend, this is where he shone. A girl sucking on his dick, and boy being kissed by him. All the girls and boys were clean shaven, not one of them had any pubic hair. Of course this was part of the allure. I didn't know that some of these boys had taken hormones to stunt their growth, or that some of the girls had been enhanced. I was such a total neophyte.

    I woke up in a dump of a place with a naked boy. He woke up and got up and went to pee and came back to suck my dick. He offered me his dick, which wasn't a boy's dick at all. I was not myself and I sucked his dick, and finished fucking him in the ass.

    That was the beginning of a lifelong obsession with lady boys. If she has a slit I'm not interested, I need a smooth boy with a dick and a nice little ass. Hong Kong at the time was different than it is now, and I learned that Bangkok was place number one for lady boys. But Jakarta had them too, and so did India and Mexico and Brazil. I traveled extensively during my career. I learned that for lady boys I had a definite preference for Asian or Latin boys. No Europeans need apply. Not in Amsterdam or Berlin.

    As a retired old fuck I realize that it was a business, a big business, pleasing men like me. Relatively cheap by my standards, always available at any of those ports of call. I knew the clubs and where to go. In that way, I had become the master of entertainment for new travelers to exotic parts. Some guys never got past the slit between a girl's legs, but many a man got their first taste of a lady boy and never quit.

  • I'm So In Love With Her, My Sister Is Looking After Her For Me

    We are talking about a party after our high school won the state championship. The party was at a lake house of one of the team members. It was mixed company. Usually at these parties younger kids were kicked out, but that night there were several kids from junior high. She, the girl, was sixteen. She, the girl, was stripped naked and put up for bid.

    It was usual to auction off girls that weren't part of the scene. This time it was a girl I knew, a friend of my sisters. I bid all I had on me, but I lost to another guy. I had to promise him my sister to get the girl. We couldn't find her clothes so I put my shirt on her and took her home with me and gave her to my sister. I told my sister about the deal.

    I had to deal with the other guy later. When I went to college I left my sister and the girl behind. They started high school. It became difficult until it became impossible to ignore the girl. I went back home for a weekend. When I brought her to bed with me she came with my sister.

    That night nothing mattered. They had sex with each other. Amateur little lesbian girls. I had sex with both of them, taking their virginities. We woke up in a tumble. It's not what I wanted, much less planned for. I suppose their little lesbian world just got to me. I don't know if they are really lesbians or just experimenting. But now they are both women. Proud little women.

    Love To Chat And Maybe More

    I confess that several years ago I moved with my lovely younger wife across the country and began writing to a few local guys about mutual sex interests, specifically hot wives and watching them. I have had the pleasure of watching my delightfully nasty wife sucking off lots of cocks and being manhandled and made airtight plenty of times.

    I have sometimes had m2m fun also and had been writing to a fellow who was likewise very horny and liked wife sharing and cuckold sexual play.

    Anyway, I had said I would love to give him a nasty rim job and he said he loved that and would love it even more if he could use both my wife and myself and he had lots of nasty and sexy ideas.

    My problem is that I've lost touch with this fellow and would love to reconnect.

    I have tried sending a email to the last address I had but apparently he's shut that down.

    I had been re-reading some emails from him that he sent about two years ago and would really love to get in touch.

    Any suggestions as to finding this fellow again? Have thought about placing an ad and that might be the best course of action but thought perhaps some tech savvy folk could offer suggestions as well.

    Would like to get back in touch with this sexy fellow and maybe even have a meetup. I have never felt any desire to be dominated but have really gotten hot and hard thinking of this man taking charge and using my mouth and ass for his juicy wet fun.

  • It Has To Be A Syndrome Of Some Kind, Women Who Want A Meal Ticket

    I hired Missy, from California, as a receptionist secretary. Missy is a divorced middle aged woman, with a nice set of tits, and big ass, and pretty. We got along for a while, I took her to lunch for secretary's day, and listened to her problems. She had a problem with a son who was in trouble for a DUI and I helped her with the lawyer. Next thing I know I'm supposed to be making a play for her, and she is angry because I am dating another woman, who happens to be a long time friend of mine.

    I know that a divorced middle aged woman with the limited work background can't make enough money. I know that they are 'desperate' for a man to treat them. This one had a lawyer who took her on trip to New York to see the Christmas lights and thought that she had it made, and he dropped her. I don't blame him.

    Honey, if you are desperate, it's your fault. A man may or may not be interested, but if you put out those tits and open your legs, there is no commitment. You got laid, that's it. It's over.

    I Got In Trouble

    I live in a nice community, subdivision style. Next door the house has a pool.

    Well, wonders of wonders, two nice looking women rent the place and they sunbathe and play pattycakes in the pool. I have an upstairs playroom, with a window that looks down on the pool. I was watching the splashing, topless girls, and titty sucking going on and I'm masturbating when one of the bitches looked up and caught me.

    She is one of those new lawyers that sues for everything and she turned me in for voyeurism and spying on my neighbors. Of course this caught the eyes of the LGBTQ reporters, and next thing you know I'm a neighborhood peeping Tom, out of my own window. Never mind that they are flaunting their titties.

    I don't have nothing against two young women who want to swim naked, or for that matter, if they get their pleasures out of tits and ass and pussy. I did not crawl out in the middle of the night to spy on them, I am only guilty of having bought a house eight years ago that happens to have second story window that looks down on the neighbor's back yard.

    I think, and I'm right about this, we men are fed up with these activist lesbians, if they swim naked and can't see that a window overlooks their swimming hole, tough titty. I got the case tossed out, but not before having to spend money for a lawyer and having my name dragged through the LGBTQ rag, which never retracted or updated their story.

    My Strong Preference For A Mind Bending Blowjob

    Just thought I would put this out there. A blowjob is a one of kind experience. However, a blowjob needs to be given by a man who makes love to your cock, and gets you to completion, draining you completely.

    A man. Not a wonder boy. Not a peach fuzz sissy. A man, with man hands and a man face, with a man cock who knows his business. And just for completeness, a somewhat man who sells furniture or works at the art supply counter is not a man for this purpose.

    What You Do In Rio Stays In Rio, That's Where I Go To Be With A Man

    One time in Brazil.

    I was there on business and I met a man outside the hotel. He was talkative and we got along and sat down at one of the seaside places to have a beer. I could see he was harry, harry arms, legs and chest. We got to talking about all sorts of things. I invited him up to my room but he declined, said the security wouldn't let him in. He knew of a small hotel off the beach, we could go there.

    I checked in and paid cash and we got a room. He was hairy, and he sat on the bed with his balls on the sheets, his cock waiting to be sucked. I saw the crack of his ass, hairy, made me want to lick his hole. I walked over to him and he grabbed my cock as I bent over to kiss him. We kissed for a couple of minutes, and I pushed him back and went down on his cock. After moving down further and sucking on his balls, I sent my tongue up between his legs, lifted his legs and licked his ass. I was horny by then and wanted to fuck.

    He asked me to give him a moment and he went into the small bathroom to pee. I followed and with my hands around him, held his cock as he peed. When he was done, I worked around him and sat on the edge of the tub and sucked the last drops of pee out of his cock. We went back to the bed to fuck. He was tight and it was good and I came with a lot of pleasure that night.

    We didn't talk, he moved down to suck my cock clean, and fingered my ass. I turned onto my stomach and he got on top and I got a good fuck. I fell asleep for a while, before waking up. We left the small hotel and found an Italian place to eat and then said good night.

  • Mexican Whores And Foolish Women

    I will allow that this has some trigger stuff, for those who don't know or want to know what can and does go on.

    It was my first time at a convention in Mexico. It was for equipment, not services. The convention was full of all types. The Mexican girls standing at the booths, big tits, half out, and tight, tight pants which overemphasized the girls' mounds. At one booth was an older blonde woman, a company woman.

    I met her at the bar after the convention closed. She was drinking heavily and was letting men get fresh with her. A couple of young studs were bothering her, one was grabbing at her tits, another was pushing her up against a post in the middle of the room. She was drunk. I decided not to interfere, not my problem.

    I met one of the Mexican girls who worked the show and we agreed on how much and she went up with me to my room. When I woke up she was gone, thankfully my watch and wallet were still there. At the convention hall the booth with the older blonde woman was manned by an older man. I asked what about the woman, and he said she didn't show, and didn't answer her room.

    She was found later that day, naked in a field on the outskirt so town, staked spreadeagled to the ground. She was alive, barley. Definitely assaulted, but also bitten all over by ants and mosquitos and sun burned laying naked like that. The man I talked to earlier was in the bar that night and he told me how she was found. I asked why she was left alone like that? He had no answer, she was on her own when she asked to work the show.

    That night I ran into the same girl again and put a few dollars in her hand and we went upstairs. I wanted to talk, but first I wanted her to just get undressed and talk with me while she was naked and I could watch. We talked about that woman and she shook her head, that's what happens sometimes. She gave me a blowjob and let me watch her naked. For a few more bills she agreed to let me have sex with her.

    She said she was a whore, but not a stu pid one. I told her I liked her and wanted her to be my company for the rest of the show. Mexican whores can be very affectionate, they know what they are there for and she gave me some of the best blowjobs, better than Thailand or Brazil. She slept with me all night and we had sex several times over the next few days. I left her with enough money to take a few days off. It must be hell being a whore.

    I never heard of that woman again, what was the end result. The rumors were all over the place, but no one really knew. As to my whore, we stayed in touch and when I went to Mexico on business I had her stay with me. I bought her nice clothes to wear and she didn't make up like a whore. We had sex, that's what the whole thing was about, but affectionate sex and left her enough money to take a few days off.