A Right Royal Rogering

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My girlfriend and I had agreed that we could fool around with other people. I had had some same-sex adventures before I met her but it had been quite a few years since I sucked a cock or had a guy suck mine. She knew of my previous experience and thought it quite normal that a man should have sucked some cock at one time or another. One day while we were discussing sex she said to I could fuck any pussy I wanted. She paused and then she said with a smile, "You can even suck any cock you like". At first I laughed but I found myself thinking about it more often. Occasionally I would think about cock but it was mostly pussy, tits and girly ass that would rule my fantasies and jerking-off sessions. Now I started thinking about cock. I had had a few male/male encounters but I had always been fairly restrained. Like most straight men I was afraid if I liked it too much that would make me gay. The more I thought about it the more I was excited by the prospect. A few days later I

Zoey opened the door to this little shop she had passed on her way from work. For some reason, she wanted to stop in and look around even though the fact that it was called an "Erotic Emporium," didn't seem to sway her. Zoey was a petite blonde who many had referred to as cute but never really hot. Her boyfriend Neil never had anything bad to say about her looks, but despite his constant compliments, confidence was always an issue for her. Her body was nothing to brag about and she had to wear glasses to see which didn't help her a lot growing up. She was thinking of finding something that could spice things up in the bedroom. Again even though Neil had no complaints she still wanted to keep things interesting but what she found in this little store was nothing like what she was expecting. Instead of sex toys and videos, she was seeing statues and strange jewelry. Nobody seemed to be around so she just continued to look around. There was a perfume called "Essen

Brooke and Savannah had been friends since their first year at school and had been inseparable ever since. Despite each of their parents going through a divorce and both moving to a new town, Brooke and Savannah remained close. Having moved into the area recently, this was the first Christmas party that Savannah's mother had been invited to and Brooke had come along to keep Savannah company. The car journey was short, and Brooke and Savannah giggled and shared their social media stories. They pulled into a large driveway that led to a grand old mansion house where music spilled from open windows. 'Wow,' Savannah stared at the place, 'looks like a hollywood film house.' 'Now listen, girls,' Savannah's Mom turned round in her seat, 'I'm here to make friends and build up my social life. So you two keep to yourselves and don't get into any trouble.' 'Sure thing, Mrs Reed,' Brooke said. Brooke and Savannah were ushered through the fr

The Latigo Reviewer: My thanks to aggydagnome for evaluating the story, pointing out poorly structured sentences and plot weaknesses, some I acknowledged some not. Editor: alexiskiara, came to my aid by correcting my spelling and grammar mistakes, thanks Alexis. All other mistakes are mine. Disclaimer: All characters involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older and this is a copyright work of fiction. Note:This story contains two heterosexual scenes and one of incest. It is NOT an incest story. -------------------------------------------------------------- PROLOGUE It was in the Spanish Christian year of 1488. The Muslim leaders were squabbling between themselves. Abu Al-Zagal had lost prestige after the fall of Malaga, and Abu Abdallah took over. The King Ferdinando of Aragon assembled a small army to push the remaining Muslims into the Emirate of Granada, their last stronghold. Our small band of Spanish Muslims refugees from the village of Baeza loaded up all their wo