craving for suckin another mans cock
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You are no talone in your desires
Ted hit the nail right on the head!! I feel the exact same way.
That is me give me a hard cock and I will suck the cum out of it but for some reason i cannot kiss a guy.
Yes definitely. The first time I j/o with guys I just touched the cock and no body contact. But, with the only guy I saw multiple times I would lay on top of him and rub my dick against his until I came all over him. Man I miss it so much I just wished I wasn't repulsed by most men, in a sexual way. Because I loved feeling his small smooth body next to mine and miss it so much and haven't been able to find another guy to do this with and am going crazy for it.
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That's hot.
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Craving cock
There are a lot of guys out there who are straight 8 masculine guys in their daily life but turn into a cock craving cumslut when the right opportunity presents itself. I am one of them!
There are a lot of guys out there who are straight 8 masculine guys in their daily life but turn into a cock craving cumslut when the right opportunity presents itself. I am one of them!
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Welcome to the club
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i so want to suck a cock, but so far have not acted on it, i really, want to suck one, when i look at porno movies, i get soo hot watching blow jobs, i love looking at hard cocks, as much as i luv looking at pussy and tits
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I like a hard cock myself...never had another mans...but maybe one day!
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craving
I have a huge craving for a cock. I think about it all the time. I can't wait til I have one in my mouth.
I have a huge craving for a cock. I think about it all the time. I can't wait til I have one in my mouth.
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Hi
If you are going to be around n,e ga, area let me know a few days ahead we might to togeter i am clean no drugs or drinking ,
[durgs took by dr , orders ] and you can suck my cock and drink my cuum and i might fuck your mouth and ass both for you ,and i an cut and clean and about 8 inchs long -3 around . karl
If you are going to be around n,e ga, area let me know a few days ahead we might to togeter i am clean no drugs or drinking ,
[durgs took by dr , orders ] and you can suck my cock and drink my cuum and i might fuck your mouth and ass both for you ,and i an cut and clean and about 8 inchs long -3 around . karl
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Hey smurf
Well look at all the posts in just a short time...and there are dozens of other threads around here with a lot more posts, on the exact same subject. So to answer your question, you (we) are not alone...not by a longshot.
My urge to suck another man's cock (and hopefully more) is really strong, but I am yet to act on it. I even went so far as to tell my wife all about it...in intimate sense-provoking details...the feeling of it in my mouth, the flavor, the feel or the cumsplash, etc.
She is still on the verge of acceptance, but does not mind me sharing the fantasy. If I ever had the chance with my wife there, I would rock some dude's world. Hope you all get what you want.
Well look at all the posts in just a short time...and there are dozens of other threads around here with a lot more posts, on the exact same subject. So to answer your question, you (we) are not alone...not by a longshot.
My urge to suck another man's cock (and hopefully more) is really strong, but I am yet to act on it. I even went so far as to tell my wife all about it...in intimate sense-provoking details...the feeling of it in my mouth, the flavor, the feel or the cumsplash, etc.
She is still on the verge of acceptance, but does not mind me sharing the fantasy. If I ever had the chance with my wife there, I would rock some dude's world. Hope you all get what you want.
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Ive never sucked, nor been sucked, by another guy, but the thought does turn me on. I would love a good bj right now . . .
Wildthoughts228
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Hell...wouldn't we all. Try spending a year deployed...with nothing but your hand! This really sucks...actually it blows...no wait...I guess it just rubs me the wrong way.
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Nice puns! Where could you possibly be with no relief anywhere?
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I'm a frustrated cocksucker
Same here. I recently told my wife that I used to LOVE sucking my friend's cock in high school and that she was so lucky to have my cock to suck whenever she wants. She was surprised but said that she understood what I meant. I haven't told her that I still crave a stiff cock to suck and would drop to my knees in a second if I had the opportunity.
Same here. I recently told my wife that I used to LOVE sucking my friend's cock in high school and that she was so lucky to have my cock to suck whenever she wants. She was surprised but said that she understood what I meant. I haven't told her that I still crave a stiff cock to suck and would drop to my knees in a second if I had the opportunity.
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I never have, but...
I've never been so fortunate...but then again, these desires didn't cum out till now, I'm in my 30's.
I wonder if my strong urges would be different if I knew what it was exactly like to do it! (maybe not, nit imagination is pretty damn vivid!) lol
I've never been so fortunate...but then again, these desires didn't cum out till now, I'm in my 30's.
I wonder if my strong urges would be different if I knew what it was exactly like to do it! (maybe not, nit imagination is pretty damn vivid!) lol
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You're normal . . .
There's nothing more sexual than a rampant, demanding cock, head high and questing. It's sex personified, in the flesh, in the raw.
One of the most excitingly sensual memories of my entire life was when a dinner guest accepted our invitation to spend the night, instead of driving back 40 kms through a driving snowstorm at night to his cabin. Our guest, a long-time friend, couldn’t keep his eyes off my wife at dinner.
Regardless of the reason, all wives or girlfriends lovingly prepare themselves for dinner guests, especially a lone male. After an exceptionally long shower, my wife had emerged squeaky clean, her hair meticulously brushed shiny and down over her waist, lightly covered in a one-of-a-kind, East Indian dress created out of multicolored, transparent scarves. At dinner, her perfume emanated every time she came close to pour or serve.
We spent a wonderful dinner together. The pleasure on our guest's face came through in that flushed look I get when I’ve just seen a woman who knocks the wind out of me. His voice was sometimes tight and slow to come. My wife smiled and glowed all through the meal, her eyes flashing. Warmed by our attentive gazes, she was eager to please both of us, and it was impossible to not see that she was delighted with herself.
In bed, I asked if she’d like to visit him in his guest bed. She asked if I wanted her to. Her nipples were erect in the cold air against the nylon fabric of her shorty nighty but warm in the palms of my hands. I said she should go as she was, and she asked what she should do. I said she should directly scoot under the covers beside him, kiss him and at the same time find his cock with her hand. Silent, she thought about that as I kissed and then sucked a nipple through her nighty. Then she asked, “What if he wants more?”
I told her, if she liked, to suck him.
She again asked the same question, “And if he wants more?” and I answered that it depended on her, that she should feel free to "visit" him as much or as little as she felt comfortable with. I kissed her passionately, feverishly caressing a breast. And then I gently but firmly pushed her from the bed. She padded across the carpet, and was still looking back at me as she disappeared through the door into the dark hallway.
I lay in bed, nervously listening into the dark. No sound came. I was warm beneath the covers, but began to shiver. My eyes were glued to the darkness in the open door. I caressed myself but my cock wouldn’t harden. My belly tightened and my legs began to shake. For the first time in my life, my entire body, not my mind, seemed to be asking questons. It seemed a long time since she’d gone. Although it was warm beneath the sheets, I began to shiver uncontrolably.
Even in the black of night, I could see her pale figure when it appeared in the doorway. A ripple of fear, arousal, and anticipation went through me. She was naked, her nighty and panties trailing from one hand. She quickly shut the door behind her and came to the bed. I held the sheet and down comforter open for her to slide in, but she came up over the foot of the bed, hands and knees, until she was on all fours over me. I took her breasts in both my hands, but before I could dip my face to nurse them, my wife nosed in to take my mouth with hers. She thrust her tongue between my lips and teeth, forced her tongue inside, and a heavy, vlscous mass fell into my mouth. As it landed hot on my tongue, the aroma of fresh semen fillled my nostrils.
I opened my mouth wide and hugged her to me so hard she collapsed on me. She held her mouth open for me to explore with my tongue, and then pulled away—only to bring up more semen from the depths of her throat and corners of her mouth.
That was the first time I tasted another man’s semen. The conditions made it among the most erotically memorable moments in my life.
There's nothing more sexual than a rampant, demanding cock, head high and questing. It's sex personified, in the flesh, in the raw.
One of the most excitingly sensual memories of my entire life was when a dinner guest accepted our invitation to spend the night, instead of driving back 40 kms through a driving snowstorm at night to his cabin. Our guest, a long-time friend, couldn’t keep his eyes off my wife at dinner.
Regardless of the reason, all wives or girlfriends lovingly prepare themselves for dinner guests, especially a lone male. After an exceptionally long shower, my wife had emerged squeaky clean, her hair meticulously brushed shiny and down over her waist, lightly covered in a one-of-a-kind, East Indian dress created out of multicolored, transparent scarves. At dinner, her perfume emanated every time she came close to pour or serve.
We spent a wonderful dinner together. The pleasure on our guest's face came through in that flushed look I get when I’ve just seen a woman who knocks the wind out of me. His voice was sometimes tight and slow to come. My wife smiled and glowed all through the meal, her eyes flashing. Warmed by our attentive gazes, she was eager to please both of us, and it was impossible to not see that she was delighted with herself.
In bed, I asked if she’d like to visit him in his guest bed. She asked if I wanted her to. Her nipples were erect in the cold air against the nylon fabric of her shorty nighty but warm in the palms of my hands. I said she should go as she was, and she asked what she should do. I said she should directly scoot under the covers beside him, kiss him and at the same time find his cock with her hand. Silent, she thought about that as I kissed and then sucked a nipple through her nighty. Then she asked, “What if he wants more?”
I told her, if she liked, to suck him.
She again asked the same question, “And if he wants more?” and I answered that it depended on her, that she should feel free to "visit" him as much or as little as she felt comfortable with. I kissed her passionately, feverishly caressing a breast. And then I gently but firmly pushed her from the bed. She padded across the carpet, and was still looking back at me as she disappeared through the door into the dark hallway.
I lay in bed, nervously listening into the dark. No sound came. I was warm beneath the covers, but began to shiver. My eyes were glued to the darkness in the open door. I caressed myself but my cock wouldn’t harden. My belly tightened and my legs began to shake. For the first time in my life, my entire body, not my mind, seemed to be asking questons. It seemed a long time since she’d gone. Although it was warm beneath the sheets, I began to shiver uncontrolably.
Even in the black of night, I could see her pale figure when it appeared in the doorway. A ripple of fear, arousal, and anticipation went through me. She was naked, her nighty and panties trailing from one hand. She quickly shut the door behind her and came to the bed. I held the sheet and down comforter open for her to slide in, but she came up over the foot of the bed, hands and knees, until she was on all fours over me. I took her breasts in both my hands, but before I could dip my face to nurse them, my wife nosed in to take my mouth with hers. She thrust her tongue between my lips and teeth, forced her tongue inside, and a heavy, vlscous mass fell into my mouth. As it landed hot on my tongue, the aroma of fresh semen fillled my nostrils.
I opened my mouth wide and hugged her to me so hard she collapsed on me. She held her mouth open for me to explore with my tongue, and then pulled away—only to bring up more semen from the depths of her throat and corners of her mouth.
That was the first time I tasted another man’s semen. The conditions made it among the most erotically memorable moments in my life.
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