Reject a sexual offer but turned on by idea of doing it?

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Have you ever rejected a sexual offer from someone but when you thought about it later, you were turned on by the idea of doing it?

One afternoon, I was approached by two gay men in a downtown park. They invited me to go back to their apartment. Maybe they were a gay couple or just two gay friends who lived together. But it felt like they were offering me a three-way. They were the femme gay type.

I’m not gay so I politely rejected their offer. But later when I thought about it, I imagined myself and the two gay guys going at it (sucking each other’s dicks, anal sex, etc.) and it aroused me to imagine myself surrendering to all that sex.
 
At first I thought no, as I have not turned down very many offers for sex. Yes is almost always the answer. One situation does come to mind, however.

My last year of college I lived in a house quite a way from campus. The closest bar was decidedly not a student hangout. My housemates and I were usually the only students there, but we were there quite often. One Friday evening a buddy and I started drinking at happy hour and continued until almost midnight. At that point we were sitting at the bar and an older woman bought us a round of drinks. We were poor students and in no position to turn down free drinks, so we accepted. She joined us at the bar and continued buying rounds for the three of us. Eventually we were ready to go, and she asked if we would like to continue the party at her place. My buddy and I looked at each other, thought about it, and told her no thank you. Why did we say no? Well, that year I was having my best year ever sexually. And the women I was enjoying were 21-22 year old coeds. I was not interested in a woman in her mid 40s. And to tell the truth, she was only average looking at best. Today I would not say no to her, but 22 year old me was not interested. In the years since I have wondered many times what would have happened. Probably nothing, as I was way too drunk to perform, but in my fantasies I stopped drinking hours earlier and we had a hell of a time taking turns with this horny cougar.
 
More than once I ignored a blantant "pass" from women who I knew were not single and were in relationships already.

Maybe I shouldn't have. I was young. My attitude today is, I'm not the one wrecking the home, there, if they get caught and don't have an open or ENM type relationship.

Anyway, I got with one of them later and spent a few months seeing her. The other, I think about often.
 
I was approached by a guy at the gym after my work out and I was really sweaty. He said he wanted to lick the sweat off of me, everywhere!
I thought it was a kinda gross at the time, but after I got home and thought about it I regretted it, he was pretty hot!
I've never seen him again but still hold out hope, was only about 6 months ago.
 
While in college in the 70's while working a summer job, I was approached outside the Port Authority building in NYC by a guy who wanted to know if I was interested in participating in a porn movie. He had to know my answer immediately. While my cock was yelling Go! Go! Go! my brain kept saying, among other things, "He's going to take you down an alley and steal your wallet and probably kill you." My brain won out this time, though my cock to this day reminds me of this incident and calls me a sorry-ass pussy loser for not going. Who knows, it might have been me instead of John Holmes or Peter North (that's my cock talking again, it's best not to listen).
 
A few years ago, I attended a wedding, without my husband. An old boyfriend of mine was there, with his wife. She went to her hotel room quite early, being a little tired. He chatted me up and we had a fairly intense groping session in the hotel garden. I was close to taking him back to my bedroom when my sense kicked in and I turned him down. I went to bed on my own and, being very aroused, couldn't help but give myself a right seeing to, reminiscing about the great sex we'd had, back in the day.
 
A few years ago, I attended a wedding, without my husband. An old boyfriend of mine was there, with his wife. She went to her hotel room quite early, being a little tired. He chatted me up and we had a fairly intense groping session in the hotel garden. I was close to taking him back to my bedroom when my sense kicked in and I turned him down. I went to bed on my own and, being very aroused, couldn't help but give myself a right seeing to, reminiscing about the great sex we'd had, back in the day.
I like the fact that you let him grope you. It can be very sensual.
 
My wife was asked first to see if I could be approached, and when she agreed to allow me too... if I agreed, a wife who were friends of us, wanted me to hide naked in the closet, then when her and her husband were having sex, to join them, giving her anal sex as she took it from him. As I said, my wife was okay with it, but the big reason I said no, was it was going to be a surprise for her husband. I did not like that, as it is a VERY good way of getting shot!

Years later, I kind of wished I had. I think with the right approach, and the right words, we would have all had a memorable and enjoyable night.
 
My wife was asked first to see if I could be approached, and when she agreed to allow me too... if I agreed, a wife who were friends of us, wanted me to hide naked in the closet, then when her and her husband were having sex, to join them, giving her anal sex as she took it from him. As I said, my wife was okay with it, but the big reason I said no, was it was going to be a surprise for her husband. I did not like that, as it is a VERY good way of getting shot!

Years later, I kind of wished I had. I think with the right approach, and the right words, we would have all had a memorable and enjoyable night.
Are you still married? Do you have really good life insurance?

It sounds like your wife might have been trying to have you taken out 😂😂
 
My wife was asked first to see if I could be approached, and when she agreed to allow me too... if I agreed, a wife who were friends of us, wanted me to hide naked in the closet, then when her and her husband were having sex, to join them, giving her anal sex as she took it from him. As I said, my wife was okay with it, but the big reason I said no, was it was going to be a surprise for her husband. I did not like that, as it is a VERY good way of getting shot!

Years later, I kind of wished I had. I think with the right approach, and the right words, we would have all had a memorable and enjoyable
My wife was asked first to see if I could be approached, and when she agreed to allow me too... if I agreed, a wife who were friends of us, wanted me to hide naked in the closet, then when her and her husband were having sex, to join them, giving her anal sex as she took it from him. As I said, my wife was okay with it, but the big reason I said no, was it was going to be a surprise for her husband. I did not like that, as it is a VERY good way of getting shot!

Years later, I kind of wished I had. I think with the right approach, and the right words, we would have all had a memorable and enjoyable night.
Please bow your heads as we all remember Cuttingedge. He was a good man, always thinking of others and how to make their lives happy. Unfortunately, some people just didn’t understand his good nature. All please turn to hymn number 47……….
 
I like the fact that you let him grope you. It can be very sensual.

I like the fact that you let him grope you. It can be very sensual.
My being dressed, quite elegantly, in a backless evening dress, with just one flimsy item of clothing underneath, did give him very easy access, I must admit. Mind you, all appearances of elegance disappeared as my legs buckled with what his hands were doing down my knickers.
 
My being dressed, quite elegantly, in a backless evening dress, with just one flimsy item of clothing underneath, did give him very easy access, I must admit. Mind you, all appearances of elegance disappeared as my legs buckled with what his hands were doing down my knickers.
That is a very lucky man indeed. I can only imagine how turned on he must have been.
 
I live life on the edge… I run with scissors, I only say STO at Stop Signs. And I never wait 30 minutes before diving in after eating.

I’m a rebel.
I tend to be a little more restrained. Weigh up the odds, test the water and, once those preliminaries have been done, then my rebellious streak comes to the fore.
 
I tend to be a little more restrained. Weigh up the odds, test the water and, once those preliminaries have been done, then my rebellious streak comes to the fore.

Restrained you say? I see. It probably best for society at large if you remain tethered. Otherwise, you could run amok. Odds can be deceiving, and unreliable.

As for rebellion, I bet you don’t eat your vegetables.
 
Restrained you say? I see. It probably best for society at large if you remain tethered. Otherwise, you could run amok. Odds can be deceiving, and unreliable.

As for rebellion, I bet you don’t eat your vegetables.
Restraints are fine as long as the tethering doesn't stem the flow of blood too much.
As for vegetables, I even eat my sprouts. I do like my food well cooked, so it's not too difficult to chew. Mind you, having a voracious appetite, I tend to eat most things that are put in front of me.
 
Restraints are fine as long as the tethering doesn't stem the flow of blood too much.
As for vegetables, I even eat my sprouts. I do like my food well cooked, so it's not too difficult to chew. Mind you, having a voracious appetite, I tend to eat most things that are put in front of me.
Well when harnessing restraint, you should always consult a professional. Safety is paramount, and it’s good for the environment.

Anything is front of you? Your mother must be proud. I have a more discerning pallet; although, once I find something delectable, I tend to commit to the endeavor. Good food is hard to find.
 
Well when harnessing restraint, you should always consult a professional. Safety is paramount, and it’s good for the environment.

Anything is front of you? Your mother must be proud. I have a more discerning pallet; although, once I find something delectable, I tend to commit to the endeavor. Good food is hard to find.
My mother taught me that to waste food is criminal. When I was a teenager, she taught me how to cook.
Although I will eat lots of different things, I, too, have particular favourites, from the basic steak pie to the madly expensive stuff like lobster.
 
My mother taught me that to waste food is criminal. When I was a teenager, she taught me how to cook.
Although I will eat lots of different things, I, too, have particular favourites, from the basic steak pie to the madly expensive stuff like lobster.
Criminal you say? I am sure that the chronicles of your debauchery is long and torrid. You really should be locked away, bound to a post and whipped. I mean, it worked for the Quakers?

I’m a meat and potatoes man, myself; although, I do love seafood.

You know what they say about women who order lobster on the first date…
 
Strange isn't it, from the artwork we see, the Quakers would whip the wanton woman, with her breasts bared. We're also led to believe that the man, or men, would not be punished at all. I suppose, being Quakers, the men would all go and get their oats afterwards.
Seafood is a joy. I've just got back from BaJa Mexico, where they eat very little else. Mahi Mahi, cooked in banana leaves.........gorgeous.
What do they say about lobster on a first date? Not heard about that.
 
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