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Gay Stories
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Straight Female / 40
Because there isn't a section for bisexuals, I've had to put my/our confession here.
Myself, I'm Hanah and my husband Simon, have been married for eighteen years. We married the week in between both our twenty second birthdays, which was at the start of May that year.
Right from the start I knew Simon was bisexual, but his charm, humerous nature, good looks and his impressive physique won me over. Plus the little fact of him having an eight inch thick, beautifully viened cock helped.
Not long after our tenth anniversary I began to get a feeling Simon was indulging in gay sex. Little things like finding one of my dildo's in a draw I never kept it in. Gay magazines thrown in the paper recycle bin and lastly but most importantly for me, he began to ware a cologne that I knew was trendy with gay men. The reason I knew it was I worked in the airline industry back then.
After confronting Simon twice, he finally admitted to having an affair with a younger guy, one who lived only doors away from where we lived. At first I was angry and somewhat jealous. The thing is I knew he was bisexual, it was just he'd not cheated on me before and I knew he hadn't had any gay relations since we'd been married.
For nearly a month after he told me, I went over and over in my head what I was going to do, finally realising I loved this man with all my heart and no matter what sex he had with another man, he'd always kept me extremely happy in bed.
When he got in from work after I'd really thought it through, I sat him down and told him as long as he had safe sex and he was completely discreet, never letting me know or see any evidence of his gay relationships, our marriage would continue.
That was and almost is the basis we live to, to this day.
For our fortieth birthdays at the start of this month, Simon booked us a two week holiday to St Lucia. I'd been dieting, not that I had much to lose, but you know women. Simon had been furiously working out at the gym and at home and if I do say so, he was looking fit and well muscled.
Two days into our holiday I met a older American guy in the bar, who was holidaying with his new younger wife. We got chatting and before long he told me why they chose St Lucia, saying it was because his wife liked to have sex with Black men, men who were much more well endowed than him. Straight away it got me thinking, I knew from hints over the years Simon liked to be the bottom in a gay relationship, although believe me he dominates when we're fucking. So I asked the guy where he met the guys who had sex with his wife. His response surprised me when he said "They're all around you now", pointing at the bar and hotel staff.
When he left to go back up to his room, Simon walked into the bar. I knew then I would do it.
At the end of the first week Simon asked why we weren't going out. He got his answer five minutes later when he opened the door to a handsome looking young black guy. When he turned to me, I said "Happy birthday darling, he's yours for the night".
I wasn't going to be involved in the sex, as I'd originally planned to go out for the night. It didn't turn out that way when Simon asked me to stay. I was reluctant, but also very curious. So when the two of them started to kiss I sat down, made myself comfortable and watched. At first.
Simons black lover was even more impressive with his nine and half inch shiny black cock. It was unnerving at first seeing my husband taking the pulsating shaft into his mouth, but once the initial shock wore off and I could see how much Simon was enjoying licking and sucking his massive black shaft, I began to relax and even become horny.
It was an amazing sight when they began to sixty nine, both men swallowing as much cock as they could, way more than I could take in. It was nothing though to seeing Simon put a condom on his lovers cock with his mouth and then present his arsehole to him as he knelt down on the bed. I will never forget his face as his lovers long black cock slowly entered his rear hole. Simon ws almost delerious with anticipation before the cock head past his sphinxter muscle. When he began to fuck Simon, I knew it was Simons genuine role to be fucked because Simon's smile was beaming.
For over half an hour I watched them both fucking. Simons lover dictating the pace and what postions he wanted to fuck Simon in. By the time Simon was lay on his back and the young man who I'd paid to have sex with my husband, was hammering into Simons well fucked arsehole with his massive ebony cock, I'd removed my skirt, pulled my skimpy knickers aside, and was playing with my pussy and clit.
I came before either of them and was just relaxing from an awsome orgasm, when Simons cock exploaded and he came all over himself. His young black stud quickly pulled out only seconds later, yanked his condom off and began to masturbate himself. Simon reached for him and pulled him up to his face, only seconds before he came in a flood of creamy thick cum. My husbands reaction was to stick out his tongue and take as much as he could, before swallowing the lot.
As I'd paid for an hour, I sat and watched them kissing and playing with each others cocks again. I could tell Simon wanted fucking again, so I got up, walked over to the bed, moved Simon onto his side and help guide a big black dick into my husbands fuckhole. I didn't move this time, but got a close up view of Simon taking this thick veiny shaft into his body and at that point I was hooked.
Twice more on our holiday I asked his lover to have sex with Simon and twice more we both entertained him. The last time I even got his lover to lick my clit, after Simon had empted his lovers balls all over his face.
We returned to England a more loving couple and with a new found lust for sex between us. I have asked Simon if he'd want to experience the same thing at home. He responded by saying "If it pleases you to see me being fucked, trust me it pleases me to be fucked".
This weekend will be our first time after I advertised on the internet. We'll have to wait and see what the weekend and a white older guy with an eight inch cock can excite us with.
Myself, I'm Hanah and my husband Simon, have been married for eighteen years. We married the week in between both our twenty second birthdays, which was at the start of May that year.
Right from the start I knew Simon was bisexual, but his charm, humerous nature, good looks and his impressive physique won me over. Plus the little fact of him having an eight inch thick, beautifully viened cock helped.
Not long after our tenth anniversary I began to get a feeling Simon was indulging in gay sex. Little things like finding one of my dildo's in a draw I never kept it in. Gay magazines thrown in the paper recycle bin and lastly but most importantly for me, he began to ware a cologne that I knew was trendy with gay men. The reason I knew it was I worked in the airline industry back then.
After confronting Simon twice, he finally admitted to having an affair with a younger guy, one who lived only doors away from where we lived. At first I was angry and somewhat jealous. The thing is I knew he was bisexual, it was just he'd not cheated on me before and I knew he hadn't had any gay relations since we'd been married.
For nearly a month after he told me, I went over and over in my head what I was going to do, finally realising I loved this man with all my heart and no matter what sex he had with another man, he'd always kept me extremely happy in bed.
When he got in from work after I'd really thought it through, I sat him down and told him as long as he had safe sex and he was completely discreet, never letting me know or see any evidence of his gay relationships, our marriage would continue.
That was and almost is the basis we live to, to this day.
For our fortieth birthdays at the start of this month, Simon booked us a two week holiday to St Lucia. I'd been dieting, not that I had much to lose, but you know women. Simon had been furiously working out at the gym and at home and if I do say so, he was looking fit and well muscled.
Two days into our holiday I met a older American guy in the bar, who was holidaying with his new younger wife. We got chatting and before long he told me why they chose St Lucia, saying it was because his wife liked to have sex with Black men, men who were much more well endowed than him. Straight away it got me thinking, I knew from hints over the years Simon liked to be the bottom in a gay relationship, although believe me he dominates when we're fucking. So I asked the guy where he met the guys who had sex with his wife. His response surprised me when he said "They're all around you now", pointing at the bar and hotel staff.
When he left to go back up to his room, Simon walked into the bar. I knew then I would do it.
At the end of the first week Simon asked why we weren't going out. He got his answer five minutes later when he opened the door to a handsome looking young black guy. When he turned to me, I said "Happy birthday darling, he's yours for the night".
I wasn't going to be involved in the sex, as I'd originally planned to go out for the night. It didn't turn out that way when Simon asked me to stay. I was reluctant, but also very curious. So when the two of them started to kiss I sat down, made myself comfortable and watched. At first.
Simons black lover was even more impressive with his nine and half inch shiny black cock. It was unnerving at first seeing my husband taking the pulsating shaft into his mouth, but once the initial shock wore off and I could see how much Simon was enjoying licking and sucking his massive black shaft, I began to relax and even become horny.
It was an amazing sight when they began to sixty nine, both men swallowing as much cock as they could, way more than I could take in. It was nothing though to seeing Simon put a condom on his lovers cock with his mouth and then present his arsehole to him as he knelt down on the bed. I will never forget his face as his lovers long black cock slowly entered his rear hole. Simon ws almost delerious with anticipation before the cock head past his sphinxter muscle. When he began to fuck Simon, I knew it was Simons genuine role to be fucked because Simon's smile was beaming.
For over half an hour I watched them both fucking. Simons lover dictating the pace and what postions he wanted to fuck Simon in. By the time Simon was lay on his back and the young man who I'd paid to have sex with my husband, was hammering into Simons well fucked arsehole with his massive ebony cock, I'd removed my skirt, pulled my skimpy knickers aside, and was playing with my pussy and clit.
I came before either of them and was just relaxing from an awsome orgasm, when Simons cock exploaded and he came all over himself. His young black stud quickly pulled out only seconds later, yanked his condom off and began to masturbate himself. Simon reached for him and pulled him up to his face, only seconds before he came in a flood of creamy thick cum. My husbands reaction was to stick out his tongue and take as much as he could, before swallowing the lot.
As I'd paid for an hour, I sat and watched them kissing and playing with each others cocks again. I could tell Simon wanted fucking again, so I got up, walked over to the bed, moved Simon onto his side and help guide a big black dick into my husbands fuckhole. I didn't move this time, but got a close up view of Simon taking this thick veiny shaft into his body and at that point I was hooked.
Twice more on our holiday I asked his lover to have sex with Simon and twice more we both entertained him. The last time I even got his lover to lick my clit, after Simon had empted his lovers balls all over his face.
We returned to England a more loving couple and with a new found lust for sex between us. I have asked Simon if he'd want to experience the same thing at home. He responded by saying "If it pleases you to see me being fucked, trust me it pleases me to be fucked".
This weekend will be our first time after I advertised on the internet. We'll have to wait and see what the weekend and a white older guy with an eight inch cock can excite us with.
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