. which in case you don't know is being fucked in the back door by a woman wearing a strap-on... something I could never fathom my wife doing) and a f...w wanted to be bottomed (fucked by a dominant man).And although the idea of getting pegged interested me slightly, I wasn't sure I could allow a man to fuck me. That said, the response by one reader did cause me some thought:As far as top or bottom (or perhaps it should be described as using your prick or your bottom), I believe many of us, if. I never expected her to so amazingly beautiful.Then we quickly moved to the bedroom and I took her in my hands. I gave her a French kiss from which she responded very well. We both then undressed each other till we were in our birthday suits. I told her that I did not have any safety for which she replied she has one in her cupboard (this was because she was having sex with her ex-boyfriend). I kissed all over face and breasts. We then had amazing sex, lasting 20 minutes. She kept moaning all. She unzipped mydress and I slipped it off just as her skirt hit the floor. I'm afraid Ilooked, but she ignored me and took her blouse off and told me to go washthe makeup off and shave again. When I returned, I knocked on the doorand she let me in, and for the first time ever, I saw my sister in justher panties and a bra!"Get used to it Cathy. Nobody, especially the girls will think anythingabout you being a boy in a dress, not looking the way you do. Besides,I'm sure you always wondered what. Instead of picturing myself being blown by a gorgeous blond, I saw Drew on his knees. I tugged on my dick furiously and exploded, imagining my cum entering Drew's mouth. As I slowly receded from the high, I was stunned. I had just masturbated to getting a blow job from a guy. Shit, was I turning gay?This was the start of my homosexual fantasy binge. Every night I was lying in bed with my dick in my hand, imagining Drew in there with me. My fantasies were getting progressively more detailed, and.