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My First Black Cock My first black cock was at the "Water Gardens" bath house in San Jose when I was 36 years old. My room door was open, I laid on my stomach watching cruisers walk by. A black guy walked by and paused to look me over, then walked on. A few minutes later he walked by again. As he passed my doorway, I raised my hips up. He stopped for a second, then kept going. I thought "Damn"! A couple of minutes later he showed up again, pausing in my doorway looking at me. I raised my ass up. He stepped into my room and closed the door. He was about 6ft., stocky, maybe around 230lbs… Read more

My Wife's Sister Darlene's sister, Paula (not her real name), was 28. 2 years older than Darlene and one year younger than me. Paula was a very lovely woman. She had shoulder length blond hair, and her breasts were 30 or 32 C's, larger than Darlene's B cup mounds. Though I preferred smaller breasts, Paula's looked pretty good on her. Her body was lean. She didn't work out as far as I knew, but she jogged regularly and when you saw her in her bikini by their parents pool, it was plain that she was in great shape, with a flat stomach and slender legs. The top edge of her favorite bikini bottom… Read more

I LET MY BROTHER FUCK MY WIFE The following is a true account. Conversations are accurate to the best of my recollections. Some are crystal clear in my mind, some not so clear, but I think they're pretty accurate. In 1982, I was 32, my wife Darlene was 29, 5ft. tall, 100lbs., she had dark brunette hair that came down past her shoulders, cute little "B" cup tits, and was an innocent looking beauty. I could not take her to a bar without her getting carded. Her pussy was a shaved, perfect little camel toe that looked like it belonged on a baby. We'd only been swinging for about six months, bu… Read more

I Fucked My Supervisors Husband As I mentioned in my post "His Wife Wanted to Watch", my job offered all the overtime I could handle, and I worked a fair amount of it so my paycheck was always of varying amounts. My wife could look at my check, but wouldn't know how much it should be for. When I wanted to cruise, or hook up, I'd tell my wife I had to work early a couple of hours, or late, or work the holiday. One morning, I headed into work around midnight, supposedly to get some overtime in. I took the shortest route to the Midland rest area on Hwy. 97 to see if I could find a cock or two… Read more

When I was around 45 years old, I had a job that allowed for all the overtime I wanted, including working holidays. My workday started at 2 A.M. I'd tell my wife that I had to go in two hours early, or I'd call her and say I had to work two hours late. This allowed me some free time to cruise the Midland Rest Area, or the small county park that I'd pass on my way to and from work. The park has a plywood building with two doors. Entering either door puts you in a small room with just a single pit toilet with a plywood wall separating it from the other room. The painted plywood walls were just… Read more

My Wife's Introduction to Swinging. The following is true account. As accurate as my memory allows. In the early 80's, in the Bay Area, cruising opportunities were abundant, gay bars, bath houses etc., and adult bookstores. I LOVED cruising adult bookstores! This was before the internet. No Craigslist, no Squirt. When my wife and I first met, she knew that I had a small stash of porn magazines, and that I would frequent adult bookstores to view adult movies. She had no idea that I was doing more than just viewing porn. She showed no interest in porn herself, and I'm sure she'd never been… Read more

Greyhound Bus (True Story) In 1970, I was 19 and I had just checked into my new duty station at Naval Air Station Lemoore, California having just finished 6 months of "A" school in Jacksonville, Florida on aircraft electrical systems I was now at the Greyhound bus station, in my dress blues, heading home to San Jose, for a week's leave It was around 8P.M. and dark as a well diggers ass. I boarded the bus. Interior lights were on. Each row of seats had two on the right, two on the left, with an aisle going down the middle. The bus was pretty full, with a few empty seats s**ttered here and… Read more

My First Time With a Man (True Story) In 1970, I was 19yrs. old, fresh out of Navy boot camp and in Jacksonville, Florida to attend Aviation Electrical Systems school. I arrived in Jacksonville two weeks ago. The night I arrived, I lost my virginity to a hooker at the George Washington hotel. Prior to that, I'd never even seen a woman fully naked in the flesh. The only porn I had seen was some Playboys my best friend's dad had stashed in their garage. I was now on weekend liberty, in my Whites, uniform of the day in that warm climate. I was standing in front of an adult theater. I had he… Read more