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Naughty Reflections
 
Some stories of my past that stick out to me today.
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Up For It
Publicado en:19 Noviembre 2020 3:15 am
Última actualización en:23 Noviembre 2020 9:04 pm
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As I've mentioned before, I have credit those old America Online rooms for allowing explore my sexuality. Although I rarely acted it. For years it was just an additional masturbation fantasy, because in the rooms it was interactive. From talking other men, I could get an idea of what I wanted try and what I didn't.

But in order for gather the courage go out and meet someone, as appealing as it sounded, I always made excuses for why I wouldn't actually go. I've written previously about going another man's house for a blowjob, but it was a few years before I met someone else online. That was a just a pants-less jerk off porn together. He was as inexperienced as I was and we didn't touch each other. I wanted to do more, but he didn't.

And that's fine...

I still had that desire for more, but not enough to actively pursue it. I spent a lot of my masturbation time in the rooms talking men (and men pretending be women), but nothing moved me enough move ...

A few years later, I started talking a guy that lived about 25 miles away from . Before long, we were online chatting at least once a week, if not more. He didn't consider himself gay, but he was single. He was also interested in helping live out my fantasies. I'd told him what I'd done and what I wanted to do. I really wanted to have my ass eaten, and I really wanted to fuck another man's ass. But I wanted to do it bareback and cum inside him. To , this seemed like a pretty tall fantasy. Multiple times he said that I could do all that with him and more.

But I had come over his house.

The problem now was that we had become friends through the online chatting. Meeting him might be weird... When I've met someone in the past, it was a spur-of-the-moment, impulse thing. He wanted make plans meet. While that makes sense for both of us, it wasn't comfortable for me do that. What if at the time agreed upon, I was feeling insecure and chickened out? That was very likely knowing my personality, as I do.

When we talked online he started giving me crap about that. He would complain about us just talking about what we wanted do each other online, but I'd never actually follow through on it. It made feel kinda bad after a while. I was working second shift at the time, and would get home around midnight. One night I got home and was extremely horny. I logged into my account and looked at the rooms.

After a couple minutes, I got an instant message from him. After brief small talk I said him:

"Are you available tonight? I'd like to come over."

He instantly agreed and gave me directions. I already had his phone number as we had our first conversations over the phone a couple weeks earlier. I'm sure having phone sex with him warmed me up and gave me the courage to meet up in person. I told him that I was going to take a shower and I'd drive over.

That shower was about as thorough as I'd ever taken. I soaped up and washed my cock several times. I washed not just my crack, but slipped a soapy finger inside my butthole and felt around. (And it felt good!) Just in case... I had no idea how the night was going to unfold. Then I rinsed off, got dressed in my favorite silk boxers, and drove over to meet him.

He invited me and led me to the kitchen, pulled up a stool for me to sit on and offered to make me a drink. Previously I told him that Jack and Coke was my go-to, and he had it for me a few seconds later. After handing me the glass, he kneeled down in front of my and started unzipping my jeans, I leaned back to give him better access.

"I want to taste what you brought!" he said, pulling my cock out and wrapping his lips around me. his mouth felt heavenly, but he stopped after a few seconds And said we should go downstairs. I took off my shoes and followed him to a living room on the lower level. He asked me to take off my clothes and sit completely naked with him for a while. He kept his clothes on while we sat on the couch. His hand exploring my body and making me feel really good.

Seemed strange to be sitting with a guy feeling my naked body, and he has all his clothes on. But I wasn't self-conscious. Which surprised me. From our talks before, he was aware that I was hardly a -pack abs type, and my five inches wasn't going split anyone in two. But he kept reassuring that he didn't care about any of that. He just wanted relax and feel comfortable with him. And I did, which surprised .

We stayed downstairs for about 20 minutes, talking about sex as he slowly played with my body. I felt relaxed and somewhat vulnerable, being completely naked while he was fully clothed. I had yet see his cock, and I really wanted ! He asked if I wanted go his bedroom, which I quickly agreed. Then he told leave my clothes downstairs. Which was odd, but maybe he just liked my nude body. Which would have been even more odd...

He took my upstairs, following behind while he gave directions his bedroom. With a pit stop in the kitchen for a refill my drink. I figured he stayed behind so could watch my ass as I walked the stairs. That was how I reasoned it in my head, but I didn't know how he felt about and my body.

Once in his bedroom, he had lay down his bed. He stood next to and undressed. I stared intently as his pants came down. He wore tight bikini briefs that hugged his bulge, a long cock made a clear outline in his underwear. When they came off, I finally got see in person what I'd only seen in a couple of low res photos he'd sent AOL. It was impressive even soft.

He took off his clothes and layed next his bed. I reached over and took his cock in my hand, feeling it get hard as I gripped it. We laid there for a few minutes, talking and stroking each other. It had been several years since I felt a cock that wasn't mine, and I loved gently pulling it. From our online chats, he knew that I'd never sucked one before and asked if I wanted try his. I agreed and he straddled my chest with his cock at my mouth. I leaned in and took it inside.

I'll never forget the taste of his hot flesh in my mouth. It was difficult to take much of it, but before long I was able to develop a rhythm of sucking and rolling my tongue around the tip, as it went in and out of my mouth. I was slightly alarmed when I tasted my first precum. When that slightly salty flavor my tongue, I wanted more. But he pulled his cock out of my mouth, turned around and started sucking again.

Now his ass was my chest, and I started rub his cheeks and tentatively and down his ass crack. I didn't even notice the bowjob I was receiving once I saw his buttholepucking in front of . I pressed a finger it and he opened right and it slipped inside. I had now sucked my first cock and was now fingering another man's ass. I got a tad overzealous and he jumped and asked slow down and take it easy.

Problem being, I was already too worked . After he moved off my chest and back down between my legs, he kept sucking , but started finger my hole and that sent over the edge. I shot a huge load onto my chest. This also got his going because he kneeled over , jerking his cock fast and shot his load my cock and stomach. He retreated to the bathroom and brought a towel. But I suddenly felt like I had to leave. As much as I wanted to stick around for more, I suddenly needed to leave.

After I left I felt a huge amount of conflicted feelings. I freaked myself out over what I had done and what it meant. Then in a stupid move, I stopped talking to him for five months. Basically ghosting him because I couldn't handle my feelings. After I gained some courage, I apologized and we talked it out. He told me it was okay. "You came so quick and then left..." We never did meet back up again as I moved out of state. So I didn't get to do the two things I really wanted with him.

I would about 2 years later. I met a guy online and he came to my apartment one morning. During our rushed session, he licked and tongued my butthole like I'd always wanted, and let me cum inside his ass without a condom. I was happy I got to enjoy those things, but really wish it would have been with the guy I met.

The guy who made me a couple nice Jack and Cokes, and let me cross off a few firsts I'd highly anticipated.

Would love to spend another night with him!
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Meeting my new fuck buddy...
Publicado en:11 Noviembre 2020 1:16 am
Última actualización en:28 Marzo 2024 5:54 am
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When I joined Libertinos - Liberales Sociales Swingers in 2011, I was coming off a messy breakup of a 3 and a half year relationship. As much as I would miss her warm, wet vagina, she simply had to go. But that left me increasingly lonely, and after a couple of months, I wanted someone other than myself touching my cock. I had no interest in a relationship at that point, but I needed sex!

I didn't expect much when I started my account. I never paid for the upgrade beyond standard member, so I wasn't expecting much. I pretty much used it to view other members webcams. It was hard to communicate on here unless you pay for the gold, but it wasn't long before I started messaging with a guy who didn't live all that far from me. I'm going to call him "RMH", for the sake of this story and others I will likely tell about him in the future. After a few times talking online, we switched over to regular texting, because I didn't have any more points to use on here...

Late one night, he asked me to come over. He knew that I was fairly inexperienced. I'd been a with a guy a few times, but nothing in the last 5 years. I'd told him I was pretty open, but wanted to take things slow. He was cool with that, so I got directions to his apartment, cleaned myself up and drove over.

The whole time I was driving over, I was feeling that great combination of nervous and excited. Nervous because this was all new again. I'd only been with a handful of guys in person before. And they were all fun experiences, but there's always some nerves when meeting someone for the first time. Especially when the purpose of meeting them is purely sexual. Which was the exciting part. After 5 years, I was craving the feeling of another man's cock in my hand and maybe even mouth. I wasn't sure, we'd have to see how things go...

He answered his door wearing a dark blue bathrobe, loosely tied at the waist. The TV inside his living room was showing porn. Closeups of a thick cock sliding in and out of a dripping wet pussy, with those great slurping and moaning sounds. He invited me in and when I closed the door behind me, his robe opened.

His cock was the most impressive I'd seen in person. Hanging far below his balls, it wasn't even slightly hard when the robe revealed it. I tried not to stare, but it was mesmerizing tome. from the perfect mushroom cap round head to the small nest of brown pubic hair at the base. Longer than trimmed, but not too much. Seeing hid beautiful penis made me self conscious of my own. We moved towards the couch and he told me to sit as he did the same.

"You want to get undressed?" He asked.

Absolutely! I sat down and took my shoes off, then pulled my jeans down and off. I kept my boxer shorts on because as I said, I was feeling some serious penis envy. I was packing only about half of what he had. Couple that with my relative inexperience and I was more nervous now than when I agreed to drive over to his place. I sat down with him, our legs touching, his flaccid cock growing and mine starting to tent my boxers. I relaxed a little and started watching the porn, and his cock from the corner of my eye.

"I like your shorts, do you mind?" He asked, as his hand started to caress my hard cock over my shorts. They were a silky snakeskin print and were my favorite pair. As soon as I'd committed to going over, I put them on after washing up. I felt and watched his hand go inside the front access hatch of my boxers, then grasp my cock and slowly rub it up and down. He leaned in a little and I grabbed his -now firm- monster and started stroking him.

Without noticing, he was pulling my boxers down and took my cock in his mouth. Once he got them off, he moved in front of my, kneeling on the floor. I couldn't jerk his cock anymore from his new position, and felt kind of awkward that I started, then stopped right away. But his lips and tongue felt so good on my cock that I just laid back and enjoyed it. Watching the porn on the TV and his head going up and down over my crotch.

From our texts, he knew I was a little hesitant about what I was willing to do when we met. But he stopped sucking me, looked up and asked if I wanted to suck his dick. Even without asking, I did! He sat back up on the couch and I got on the floor and switched places with him. His cock was way too large to fit in my mouth, so I did some work on the head with my tongue before trying to take as much of it in as I could.

The taste and feeling of his hot, stiff tool filling my mouth had me getting all worked up. My hand went up his legs and between them as I sucked. I wanted to feel his balls and down towards his ass crack. I was having trouble keeping myself from chocking on his cock when he pulled away a bit and said we should jerk each other off.

For the next ten or so minutes, we sat and watched the porn on the tv, with a hand on each other's cocks. Making small talk about our sexual experiences. I came first. Shooting a thick load on his hand and wrist. My cum acting as lube, he kept stroking faster and it was ecstacy. I'd stopped jerking him off during my orgasm, then he took his hand filled with my cum, and wiped it all over his cock and started jerking fast. I squeezed his balls to get my hand out of his way. He grunted and he shot a long white rope of jizz onto his chest.

We sat there for about a minute, basking in the glow of a great orgasm. He said it was really good, and I agreed. As I got dressed he asked if I'd be interested in meeting up again. I said yes, thinking this was just a courtesy thing, but we'd never talk to each other again. I thanked him for the good time and mind blowing handjob and headed home.

As I said, I never expected to hear from RMH again. But two weeks later, I got another text from him:

"Wanna cum over?"

Fuck yes I do!
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The Adult Arcade in Nowhere Nebraska
Publicado en:4 Noviembre 2020 12:35 am
Última actualización en:7 Noviembre 2020 12:28 pm
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I live in a state nearly devoid of good adult stores. There are no adult theaters anywhere, and very few shops with video arcades. This wasn't the case in the last city I lived. There I had not one, but two adult theaters, and multiple bookstores with 15-20 various video booths. At reasonable prices!

I usually hit the video booths once a week. Usually at the end of my workweek. Kind of a reward to myself for making it through. Only visited the theaters a few times, but I enjoyed the experience. To be clear, I never did anything with anyone while at any of these places. Just wasn't comfortable doing anything sexual there besides, jerking off to porn. With the added thrill coming from being in a public place.

I may be seen...

I may watch someone else...

So I guess there's a hint of voyeurism in my make-up...

Some 20 years ago, I was on a 1000 mile solo drive. I'd been on the road for a while, and was fatigued. Near 2am, I pulled off at an exit in nowhere Nebraska. There was a 24 hour truck stop that would deliver some caffeine and maybe food. When I parked, I saw an Adult Store across the street.

Also open 24 hours!

Several cars were parked in front, as I pulled into a spot at the edge. I finished my cigarette and went inside. Dingy, but nicely stocked. It was fairly small, with an impressive inventory. A few other men were inside. One talking to the cashier, and the other two entered the arcade. I looked at the cock shaped dildos and butt plugs, feeling intrigued, but declining. Up to that point, I'd really only used a lubed finger inserted in my butthole. And I had no clue about the prostate. Besides, I couldn't use it until I made it home and not driving on the interstate. At which point, I'd just buy it from one of the other local shop I knew back there.

I settled on a magazine but was insanely horny by now. While I knew that arcades were for (basically) men to watch porn and jerk off. I'd never been in one before and had no clue about the standards or etiquette involved. As I paid for the magazine, I asked the clerk about the arcade.

"Pick a booth, put your money in, pick a channel. But if you're in a booth, you better have the video playing or you're out of here! And only ONE PERSON TO A BOOTH!"

Gotcha dude.

Slipped behind the curtain to turn down a narrow hallway with 7 or 8 small rooms on each side of the hallway. Dim light from lit televisions on both sides. Walls painted black, with no doors or curtains on the booths. The two men I saw earlier were in separate booths watching porn. I walked all the way to the back, choosing that booth as it was furthest away from the others.

When I sat down, I noticed a very large hole in the wall, going into the next booth. Not like a traditional Glory Hole (which I wasn't aware of at the time), but an actual 1 foot by 2 foot hole ripped out of the black painted chipboard. Obvious stains of dried jizz on the wall and floor below it. I thought about how anyone could come in and watch while I was jerking off. But I didn't leave to try and find a different booth.

I put some money into the bill collector and the tv switched from a basic porno promo loop to one of the channels showing lesbian porn. I sat down on the plastic chair a couple feet from the TV screen. After about 30 seconds, I flipped the channel to a man and two women in a threesome. Kept my jeans on and buttoned shut as I watched, just taking my surroundings in. A small shelf next to the tv housed a roll of paper towels. Well, that is nice! And something I'd never seen again in a jerk it booth.

Before I could even get into the movie, I saw one the guys from earlier enter the booth next to me on my right. Since the large hole was in the wall, we couldn't help but notice each other. He put some money into his tv, then pulled his pants and underwear down. Giving me a great look at his cock. As he turned to sit on his chair, he adjusted his shirt so I could see his ass for a few seconds. I wasn't watching the porno anymore, just his ass and hard cock, through a jagged hole in the wall.

Despite my jeans still being on, I had a raging hard on. I tried to keep my eyes on the tv, but was fascinated by watching him stroke his 6+ inches. As much as I tried to not stare at him, he knew I was watching. I really wanted to start jerking off too, but I was suddenly self-conscious about taking my dick out. I was in completely new territory here, starting to do what I really wanted to do with someone watching was a big step for me.

So I took a deep breath and undid my zipper, opened the button on my jeans and pulled them down. My boxers were still on as I turned slightly towards him. I knew he was watching me now, as he head bent over to look into my room. When I saw his eyes meet mine, I pulled my boxers down. Exposing my cock to someone I'd never seen before and never would see again. He never stopped pulling on his cock during this.

I'll never forget the feeling I got when my bare ass sat down on the cold plastic chair, causing my erect penis to jump. It was a nice shock I wasn't expecting. I sat there for a little bit without touching myself. Just the booth, movie, guy watching me while jerking off and how new this all was, had me already at a heightened sense of arousal. My cock wasn't going to take much stimulation before I was going to shoot cum all over my chest. But watching him jerk his made me start mine.

Honestly couldn't tell you what was going on with the TV. The channel could have switched to The Sound of Music, and I never would have noticed. The only thing on my mind was watching what he was doing. For a good couple of minutes, I sat there and stroked my cock in unison with my neighbor. Since I masturbate with my left hand, he got a good side view. He never made any gestures or attempts to join my booth or have me join his. I never would have at this point, but the experience he was giving me was perfect for that time in my life.

Watching the head of his cock dip up and down in his fist over and over was nearly hypnotizing. Looking at the tv screen I see this monster porn star's cock penetrating a sloppy vagina attached to a chubby pail woman with ridiculous fake boos. Cool, I guess but I wasn't into it. I flipped the channel and got a different scene with a close up of a hard cock, wet at the tip with precum. I looked at my neighbor and suddenly blew a huge load on the tv screen.

I know I wasn't the first to do this...

Now that I'd cum, I decided it was time to leave. I took the paper towels and dried my cock, then threw them on the floor. Not like they provided a garbage can... Pulled by underwear and jeans up and left the booth and hallway quickly. Walking out of the store, getting in my car and lit a cigarette. Once I was back on the interstate I reflected on everything that had just happened.

It was awesome!

For no good reason, I didn't enter another bookstore arcade for years. My first experience was something I'll never forget and still think of when I jerk off sometimes. A year or so later, on that same drive through Nebraska, I found the building that held the adult store and arcade had been demolished. I'd written down the exit number (420!) just so I could visit again.

What a disappointment that it was gone.
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My First Bi Experience
Publicado en:29 Octubre 2020 1:39 am
Última actualización en:7 Noviembre 2020 8:31 am
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It's been over 22 years now, but the first time I did anything sexual with a man came in the summer of 1998. I was in my early 20's and in college, so there was a lot of drinking and partying going . But there were occasionally some nights where I wasn't either working or out with friends.

On those nights, I usually cozied with some beer and a bowl, then checked out whatever was going the AOL rooms. This was before high speed internet was common, so streaming video wasn't a thing. Back then, you'd find people talk , and trade pictures back and forth. I had no pictures of myself that weren't fully clothed, so I would trade favorite pictures I'd downloaded off the internet. stored a Zip Disk, since my computer only had a 4GB hard drive.

When I first started collecting jpg's it was exclusively hetero porn. But before too long, I started to admire the cocks in the pictures almost as much as the pussy. Advancing to pictures of those cocks shooting cum on (or in) the woman. Soon, I was enjoying pics without the women in them at . Then more than just one guy and more than one cock. With cum! But I'd imagine there's thousands of people who share a similar story to mine.

I remember this day like it happened last week. I'd finished my classes by noon, did some stuff and was settling down around 7pm when I cracked a beer and fired the modem. The plan was look at some porn and shoot a load, then get with my night. Looking at the menu of rooms, I entered a local gay . (Which I'd started do more often. If you're looking get off, guys will help quicker than girls in most cases...)

Soon I was chatting over an IM with a guy about miles from my apartment. Told him my story, never been with a guy, nervous about trying things, concerned about what it means, etc... Same story that thousands of guys have. We were swapping favorite pics and eventually he talked me into driving out to meet him at his house.

It was counter to every instinct I'd had to that point. I know nothing about this guy. He could be a psycho or simply supply the blowjob he offered and I go on my merry way. For me, this was a recent fantasy. Only within the last year had it been something I would have even considered. As I drove, I got deep into my head about what all that meant. Rationalizing it as an offered mouth to make my penis feel good. Nothing more, nothing less. This does not change who I am as a person.

So I'm cool with this.

It was a little after 10pm when I rang the doorbell. He answered and let me in. Unfortunately, his roommate hadn't left for work yet, so we'd have to wait for him to leave. I sat on the couch, mostly alone for about minutes. Watching the news and then a local sports recap show. As they both milled about the house, going through the living room past , I was uncomfortable as hell.

Finally that guy leaves and the one that invited over, sat down with the couch. He asked if I wanted watch porn, but he didn't have any straight videotapes (it was 1998!). I told him gay porn was cool with . Truth be told, I'd never watched any gay porn to that point, beyond brief clips that dial- internet would allow. So it definitely added my experience, and helped calm my nerves his roommate brought ...

He had stripped down a t-shirt and his underwear. a tight black boxer brief that held in a nice looking package. He said if a was comfortable, I should undress and join him. Soon I was also in a t-shirt, but in loose grey and blue plaid flannel boxer shorts. With a tent in front.

"Can I touch it?"

Here it is... The first time a man is going to touch my erect penis. I had to automatically say yes without thinking. Not that I was going to talk myself out of this, but I was deep in my head. Snapping out of it when I saw him taking his underwear off, and seeing a growing cock, just inches from my arm. But before I could think of that, I feel him pulling my cock out of my boxers.

"Want to take them off?"

Without thinking, I raise my hips and he pulls them to my ankles. His cock slides against my arm. It was like lightning. I almost didn't notice that he was slowly stroking me slowly. Timidly, I touched his semi-flaccid penis, which twitched and grew quicker as I did. I felt his balls, which were more fuzzy than hairy, but tightly compacted to his body. I grasped him and just held it in my hand. Hard, yet soft, and really hot. Just like mine feels, only I don't match that feeling with the sensation shooting and down my own cock. I was almost mesmerized watching what my hand was doing him. And how much just looking at it was turning .

Suddenly I feel his warm and wet lips and tongue wrap around the tip. He was definitely an artist that took pride in his work. I'm not a big guy, so he was able to take the whole thing without gagging -even slightly. I started jerking him faster in appreciation. His hand squeezed my balls slightly, then moved down between my legs. His mouth never missed a beat during this.

When I started masturbating, it didn't take long for find that I liked how rubbing between my balls and butthole felt. I didn't there often, I kept it as "special treat" for myself. It was like a secret I kept from myself out of guilt for finding pleasure in something that wrong? How did he know about my special place?

Unfortunately, he didn't get as far as I didn't even know I wanted him get. Just as I feel his middle finger slide between his index and ring finger slightly sperate my raised ass cheeks. That middle finger was approaching my tightly puckered hole when I passed the point of no return. Soon as I felt that fingertip lightly press on my anus, I shot what seemingly was an ice cream scoop worth of jizz into the back of his throat. I jerked away as I had one of my most intense orgasms of my life and he withdrew his hand. I'd let go of his cock, and he quickly rolled over onto the couch and jerked his own load onto his chest.

What was seemingly hours, was actually under five minutes.

I was suddenly embarrassed that it was over so quickly. Then I started to freak myself out. I had possibly enjoyed this too much? What does that even mean? Does this change everything that I thought I knew about myself? The only thing I knew for sure right then was that I had to get out of there now! I quickly dressed and apologised but I had to leave. He understood.

I got in my car, opened all the windows, lit a cigarette, put on some screamy death metal and drove home. Taking the longest route possible to process everything that had taken place that night.

I really did have fun.

And that orgasm was incredible.

But it would be a while before I got the courage pursue a second encounter.

As an interesting side note, the very first time my current wife gave me a blowjob, she did the exact same thing with her hand. I'd never even hinted her that I loved that done . At least this time I was calmer and got enjoy some quality ass as my cock was being sucked. That was worth enough "brownie points" marry that woman!
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Let's Try a Blog...
Publicado en:27 Octubre 2020 2:10 am
Última actualización en:10 Noviembre 2020 1:00 am
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This is my second stint on Libertinos - Liberales Sociales Swingers. I'm coming back after an eight year absence.

When I joined in 2011, I was what IO would consider bi-curious, with a little bit of experience here and there over the years. I'd met up with several guys from chatting in the old AOL rooms, back in the early 2000's. I'd learned how to suck cock, and have a man suck mine. But I was still too nervous to go further.

Eventually, by 2006, I finally had enough courage to fuck another man that I met online. Which freaked me out a little, and I put it out of my mind. Shortly after that, I got into a 3 and a half year relationship with a woman. I'd figured that I was settling down into a heterosexual relationship, and all was good.

But I still enjoyed looking at gay porn quite a bit...

Once our relationship ended, I found Libertinos - Liberales Sociales Swingers. Which lead to an incredible year and a half of fun and debauchery. I met and hooked up with several guys, and developed regular meet ups with a couple of them. I loved exploring my sexuality via this forum and had a great time. MMF threesomes, nights with another man and a transexual, poppers and assorted illicit party favors while figuring out if I was a top or a bottom...

Then I met my current wife and all that fun ended... She knew most of my sexual history, and asked me to close my Libertinos - Liberales Sociales Swingers account, which I did. (I had never paid for a membership, just been making the most of my free account.)

I've been faithful to her for close to 9 years.

While I'm not interested in going back to some of the wildness from before we got together, that itch of a man's cock is still there. I still jerk off to gay porn as often as I do to straight porn. I fantasize about old encounters and fantasize about new ones a lot of the time.

So I re-joined Libertinos - Liberales Sociales Swingers (again, only a free account) to relive some of those fantasies of looking around at the people on here. Not sure if I'll ever act on the impulses, but a rekindling of some really fun memories.

I've been looking for some sort of outlet to write about these feelings, and I guess this is probably the most appropriate method I can come up with.

So when I feel like getting a story or memory or fantasy out of my head, I'll try sharing it here. Maybe someone will enjoy reading my sexual self-therapy?
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