Lonely48

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Room 402

Just two very discreet and unsuspecting bisexual men.

We meet every few weeks or so. Sometimes will meet up for dinner before hand, but most times we head directly to a hotel. I’ll rent the room while he waits in his car for me to text him the room number. “Room 402, 4th floor, down the hall on the right ♥️ “

Within a couple of minutes, he knocks on the door. I’ll greet him with a mischievous smile. He’ll then step in and lock the door. We immediately embrace for a long hug. We’ll then whisper to each other that’s it’s been to long since we last saw each other. I’ll then caress his face as he moves in for kiss. He’ll comb his hand through my hair on the back of my head to ensure I won’t break our kiss.

After a few minutes of deep tongue kissing will move over to the bed. We’ll cuddle, we’ll kiss, we’ll even have pillow talk. After several minutes of lubing his cock with my saliva. I’ll then spread my legs high for him enter. He will ask me if I want to get pregnant. Which is code for yes, cum inside me. After he impregnates me, will both fall asleep in the spooning position.


If out wives only knew….

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell

My wife is cheating on me with her ex husband. Probably for the length of our marriage. I can smell the scent of his cologne on her body. I’m not bothered by her infidelity because I haven’t been the most faithful as she has detected the scent of my ex-wife perfume on my clothes.

Oddly enough we have a “don’t ask, don’t tell” unspoken policy. If you’re going to cheat at least it’s with our ex’s.

She purposely won’t take a shower after coming home from a night out with her “friends”. She’ll come straight to bed, get under the covers and I’ll start caressing her tits and licking her nipples clean of his dried up saliva.

Then I’ll work my way down in between her legs. I know he doesn’t wear a condom because she just knows this I enjoy the perspiration of his groin on my mouth along with the reminisce of his cum on my tongue.

My Butch Friend

My lady friend who is clearly a lesbian butch from my condominium complex stopped by last night for a quick visit. We enjoyed a couple of Coors Lights as we found our way over to the couch for some friendly conversation..

She feels safe with me because I’m a man and I’m not threatening to her. We’re basically friends with benefits. No strings attached and certainly no expectations from either of us. We keep each other secrets. The only quality we have in common is that we both like women. Except I like my women that are tomboys that look like men..

She is certainly not attracted to me but she admits that she needs the cock because it feels better than her rubber dildo. So that’s where I come in.

While we didn’t fuck last night, we did manage to make it into the bedroom and surf the sites for lesbian porn.

We found a video with two black girls in the 69 position. She unzipped her jeans, put her hand down her pants as I put my shorts below my jeans and started to jerk off.

About a half our later she left and helped herself to another beer out of the Refrigerator as she was leaving.

Opposites Attract

I’m friends with a girl in my condominium complex. She is, in every sense of the word, a lesbian. I don’t particularly find her attractive and she’s not the most attractive lesbian. But she has needs, as do I.

Every so often, merely out of pure convenience, she will send me a text message feeling a little lonely, a little needy and my door is open to friends. She rides me off into the sunset for about 15 minutes. Then she’ll get on the back and I’ll bone her for another 15 minutes. Then she’ll just get up and leave.

My Mother’s Boyfriend

My Mother’s Boyfriend was bisexual. How did I know this ? Because I met him a year earlier in a Craigslist personals forum. At the time, Craigslist had a “personals" section which allowed for direct messaging between users. The personals section allowed you to meet other single men and women. I met her boyfriend in a bisexual chat forum.

We chatted for a bit and agreed to discreetly meet in a park by the beach. We spent about two hours in the front seat of my car kissing, hugging and performing oral on each other. From then on we “dated” for the better part of six months. We saw each on a regular basis. We generally spend at least one night on the weekend at my apartment and we’d meet up for dinner at least one other night during the week. We eventually just drifted apart. He was in the mist of a divorce and the stress of the divorce was overwhelming both of us.

A year later, there he is, sitting in my mother’s house as she introduces me to him. We lock eyes for only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. Fortunately we were able to compose ourselves without throwing up any red flags for my mom to notice. I stuck around for about 30 minutes, exchanged some light conversation with him and my mother, then excused myself to leave. My mother called me later that night to ask my opinion of him. I was polite and gave a typical reply, “seems like a nice guy” I hope it works out”. I couldn’t tell her what I really thought. I certainly couldn’t tell her the truth, I would have been outing myself as bisexual.

Two days later I received an email from him. The same email address from a year earlier. This time he invited me to his apartment to talk. He was genuine and sincere, as was I. We both agreed it was a delicate situation. He offered to leave her for the sake of the conflict of interest between me and him. He didn’t want me to out him and I certainly didn’t want to be outed. We shook hands and I left. Happy for the both of them.

Deep down inside, I’m jealous of my mother. I’m jealous of her happiness.

My Mother’s Black Dildo

My mother is in her mid 60’s, Caucasian of Italian descent. One afternoon, I stopped over the house to install a ceiling fan in her bedroom. She’s been nagging me for weeks to install the fan. So it wouldn’t have surprise her to see me in her house while she’s out. She was suppose to be home but she had obviously left the house to run some errands.

I don’t know what possessed me to open the top drawer of her clothing dresser. I guess I opened the draw out of curiosity and started rummaging through her panties. In the back of the drawer under the panties I discovered her large black dildo. I had already spent the good part of 10 minutes sniffing her panties. Some of the panties were stained and smelled of fabric softener. A couple were stained and still holding the scent of her pussy. Those I put in my pocket to take them home to wear on my face as I masturbate to the scent of her pussy.

Before closing the draw, I sucked her dlido for about 5 minutes. It was heavily stained with her cum. I licked every bit of it clean dry.

The mistake I made was not returning the dildo back to the proper place in the drawer where I originally found it.

She Knows, I know and I know, she knows. Ever since, it’s been awkward for both of us but it’s something I would never take back.

It also doesn’t suprise me that she enjoys using a black dildo. A few years earlier I found some black porno dvd’s in her closet. I’m also married to a black women so like mother, like son. We prefer black in common.

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