Then I moved the egg to her opening, and slowly slid it between her labia, into her vagina. I watched her pussy resist, then open, and accept the smoo...h oval. I pushed it gently inside her opening, watching her lips close around it, holding it snug, the wire disappearing inside her. I turned the controller on low, and she moaned. I moved to the head of the table, reached for the bottle of oil which I had placed in a bowl of hot water, and drizzled warm oil across her shoulders and down her. To kiss him, to go down on him, to make him cum. I have only had a few male on male experinces in my life but they were all amazing. I've recently discovered that writing about these experiences has been a huge turn on, and I want to share them. These true stories are in the order they happened, I hope you enjoy them.Many, many years ago, when I was much, much younger, I found a play girl magazine. I remember being drawn to the pictures of all the naked men. They looked so beautiful, so sexual.. Oleg was educated at an English Public school. He knew more than enough about Homosexuality. Buggers as the boys called it. Every Saturday evening after lights out. Even now ten years later Oleg still hated queers.He loved to watch grown men oiling up their ass holes before they tried to force a 100 mm diameter glass bottle up their backsides. Oleg filmed them. Secretly. He played back the video when he felt depressed and soon tears of laughter ran down his cheeks. He had many hours of. Your hand moves into my hair. Pulling on it. Yes, loving the little pain it brings me. My hands drop from your cock, as you start to take control. Setting a pace that suits you. Teasing me with pulling completely out and then slowly moving in again. My head pops up and down while your grip in my hair switches from cares to pull. “I love your mouth. So hot and wet and giving me so much pleasure. I need to have you now“, you say as you pull me up from the floor. You turn me around so I face the.