The Sexy Dick's and Hot Chicks of Delaware Co

I just spent 6 years living in a small town called Dundee, in Iowa. My girlfriend and I were the " New People ". Everyone wanted to fuck, because no one that " mattered " knew us! That's it! . All these folks do is cheat, and drink. Not a lot of group sex, or same room swinging, cuz that ain't Christian. Nope! . Oh well. Just hot, but repressed sex for us. I got some of the best blow jobs from these farm guys than I ever got in a gay club, or glory hole in the city.! These country men suck cock like the plane is going down!!. I also have had some male/male 69's, and Frot sessions that went on forever in ecstacy. We really would have liked to have done some bi couple swinging, but that was a big hell no too. So with one couple, me and him would go suck, and fuck on some back road, while the ladies would eat each other out in the shower back at home, then my G.F. and I would sit back and watch them nervously lie to each other about their afternoon. We only met one adventurous bi couple. He liked it when my G.F. would stimulate his prostate manually, while complimenting him on his pretty panties and stockings, all the while watching me use his wife's mouth like a pussy! Before I would cum she wanted my throbbing, hot, veiny cock to blow in her ass bareback every time! Always ending with her hubby faithfully, and COMPLETELY cleaning my relaxing cock in his sexy right wing church going mouth. There were a lot more guys for me than her. She's super picky, I am a true slut! Don't let the Trump supporters fool ya there are as many gay, and bi men out in the country as there is anywhere else. They have to hide it because everyone is looking at them, and they all know each other! That's why being the outsider got us so much sex on a more than regular basis. We did a lot of MFF 3 ways. The ladies didn't have as much of a problem with bisexuality as the men did. My best and favorite boy, " Peter Heater " dumped me just for bringing it up! Wouldn't talk to me, or give me those luxurious blow jobs, anymore, He lived just down the street from me in my tiny town. Married of course, fucked her too of course. I miss his sexy mouth, and the long cum dripping kisses from his soft, sweet tongue. I miss his soft pink "mouth penis" fucking my ass, sliding in and out of my spread asshole before he fucked my waiting, horny, wet slippery fuck hole with that shaved, perfect penis. Peter Heater was short, muscular, and had a nice long cock for being short! The kind of cock that wouldn't wear ya out but still stimulate the prostate enough for mind bending orgasms, as he would slowly, and steadily rub my cock at the same time Peter Heater was one of the few that got my ass, on my back, as I like to reserve that for guys I REALLY like a lot. He was mostly hairless, like me, shaved cock, again like me. His cock was the perfect size to slide effortlessly in and out of my horny, slutty mouth. At one time the G F. and I were both fucking the same guy, and watched his wife catch him with his other side girl, in the parking lot of the bar. Women are just as willing, and easy in small towns. All that church stuff flies right out the window if they think no one looking, and no one "knows" you. I worked at a factory for a while. A woman I worked with would come to my area of the plant, way in the back and I would fuck her there behind the machine I operated. Later on I worked at the local store with my GF stocking late at night. My at work fuck toy would show up before close, and blow me in the family bathroom or one time, having to be very quiet we fucked in a dressing room in the middle of the store! Buck naked. It wasn't so much our moans of pleasure that was a noise issue. We were pros at keeping the noise down while having sex in a public area. It was my shaved cock and balls slapping her recently shaved, dripping wet pussy. ( my work once again ) Lady cum was puddling beneath her. It sounded like someone beating a puddle with the mud flap from a semi truck. She grabbed the back of my neck! She stared into my eyes with a wild passionate look, lunged her ass forward a bit on the bench to get all the cock for the big finish, and just as her finger nails pushed into the skin on the back of my neck..BOOM! The bench broke in half and pulled the fasteners out of the wall. It was pretty loud. She was a bit of a bigger lady. There were hardly any customers. The lights just above us flickered wildly. Now all of them knew where that sound probably came from. She boomed out still getting dressed. I got it all back on pretty quick. Quick enough that when I emerged from a dressing room now threatening collapse, all that hot wet sex had now left a pretty predominate wet spot on the front of my pants, and there was, well, an odor. One that I myself found quite pleasing, and rather comforting. It was also an odor that got me my own aisle to stock, and my very own break time! The dressing room had to be replaced by corporate. No one EVER said a word to me.