I am confused in which category I have to upload it because this is a gay experience but I am not a gay. Oh well, I feel I am a bisexual with certain ...imitations. Unknown pleasure and my inner fantasy took me to explore my sexuality and I must say I had one of the best experiences in my life till now. To give a small intro about myself, I am 32, married, fair and average built with a decent enough tool to handle pleasures and I am from Bangalore. The person I am talking about is in his. She suddenly realized that she was going to come if she continued.She stared hard at his prick, imagining it pumping in and out of her own pussy, reaming out her own cunt -- but such fantasizing was partially defeated by the fact that his cock was soft. It was difficult for her to imagine enjoying getting fucked with a limp cock.What if I -- touched it?She knew, in the back of her mind, that touching his prick would be dangerous. For all she knew, he'd awaken -- and how would she explain that. I opened my eyes and gazed into his. My eye-lids were heavy, and didn't want to open. My limbs were tired, my brain was too sleepy to understand why the meadow had suddenly disappeared, and instead I was in our bedroom. I was sleepy. I wanted to go back to bed; it was calling me to it...But Joey was on top of me, his big, hard dick was inside of me, and the irritation I felt for him waking me up was forced out of me, when Joey gently poked in and out of me with his amazing dick. That old heat. I sank down on the floor and cried as the water pelted down on me. What had I done? I was kissing Kyle instead of Aubrey. Granted, he wasn’t making love to me. But I felt every pulse of his cock as he shot into her. I knew that in our other time I had been making love to Kyle every bit as much as to Katie and we loved it.But that was then. I couldn’t let that affect how I felt or behaved now.Breakfast was eerily quiet. The kids were leaving the house as we walked in and Caitlin gave me an angry.