The Shopping Day Well the day has come Nic. You have promised me a morning of flashing followed by a blow job. And you’ve been taking a bit of time to get ready. You have on the clothes I have requested, button up blouse, at the moment demurely buttoned all the way up, slinky knee length dress, sexy bra that will allow my hands to slip in side if I want to play with your nipples and a sheer white thong. You have just been practicing walking in the dress, because that split just goes so high. You just have to stride out a little and the sheer white knickers are on display from the right angle. You have even been watching your bottom in the mirror to see how your rear view looks. Mmm just perfect you think although the nerves are starting to kick in, I hope Tony likes it you think. And then the phone rings, you are just about out the door and you could ignore it, but you answer. It’s your shopping friend who likes to show off almost as much as you and she wants to meet you, what are you going to say, if you say no and then run into her how will you explain, so with a sinking feeling you say yes see you there. Damn that wasn’t in the plan. Sitting in your car you look down and realise that the slit makes you knickers as visible as your little denim dress. God you think maybe these are too thin and sheer, what if I get wet, they will be completely see through. Oh well too late now. After parking you make as if to check your make up in the mirror, but you are not actually doing that are you Nic, you are looking for me and then out of the corner of your eye you see me, across to the right so I will have a perfect view when you get out of the car. Well here goes you think. You open the door wide, take a deep breath and swing you right leg out. Just as I thought the dress is perfect, you are showing everything, very nice I think. Quickly you are out of the car and walking towards the centre with me following as I take in the lovely view of your butt. And then that sinking feeling, your friend is waiting for you, you thought you would have some time before she arrived so we could play our little flashing game. What are you going to do oh well we’ll see you think, maybe if you are careful she won’t notice. First stop the Newsagency/Bookstore. This is a good start because there are plenty of magazines and books on very low shelves that you can bend over to pick up or even squat down to check on. You are keeping an eye on my movements, and struggling to keep up with your friends chatter because you are very distracted as you try to flash me without getting caught. Good you think as you see a smile on my lips as you manage to turn perfectly while squatting to show me those sheer knickers again. Stop two is the Jewellery Store. You see a nice gold chain and locket. Slowly you unbutton your blouse and hang the chain down between your boobs to see how it looks. It’s longer than you thought but looks lovely as you undo two more buttons. The whole of your cleavage is now on display. You catch my eye from afar and I nod to indicate to leave the buttons undone. There is an ankle chain in the set so slowly you lift your left heel onto a chair and fasten the chain. God there is just so much leg on display. Hmm you think two flashes and you have got away without your friend seeing. On to stop three. The Lingerie Shop. You are starting to relax now and get more into the shopping but then you have a naughty thought, and as you pick up a matching bra and G-string to try on but at the last minute you select a wrong size bra. You slip into the change room and try on the set. The G-string looks good so carefully you open the change room door and ask your friend to change the Bra for the right size and as you hand the Bra out you accidentally open the door wide to give me the best flash of the morning but you draw a very startled look from your friend. Hmm you think I think I will do that again and so again as she returns with the Bra you open the door wide for everyone to see. Okay Nic lunch time and as you sit chatting in the Cafe you are slowly opening and closing your legs to give me a view under the table. But you haven’t been careful enough Nic and your friend sees all that you have again. She leans closer and in a whisper asks, Nic have you been flashing me, quickly your face and neck colour from the embarrassment. What are you going to say, you can’t let her think you have been showing off for her, your mind is racing, what will you say. Well the only thing to do is tell the truth. You lean close and whisper the story. You have a friend who likes you to flash for him and well it was all arranged so when she had rung you didn’t know what to do. Your friend takes this all in and doesn’t seem as shocked as you thought she would be, but then she says okay what’s next. Oh my god you think I can’t tell her that, but what else can you do. Slowly you whisper that you have agreed to give me a blow job in a disused stairwell. Well Nic that’s really shocked her but then she returns the favour and quietly says ‘ I want to watch ‘. You think you must have miss heard, but she quietly says it again so there is no mistaking it, ‘ I want to watch you suck this guys cock ‘ you naughty girl. Out of the corner of your eye you see me getting up and heading off. You know it is now or never. I wait just inside the door of the stairwell wondering what you will do. Are you going to come or not. Slowly the handle turns and you and your friend slip in side. You quickly cross to me as you see the surprised look on my face at the presence of your friend and reach for my hand for reassurance. Recovering quickly I spin you around so you are facing your friend and pull your bottom back hard against me so that my semi hard Cock lies between your buttocks. You thoughts are everywhere, how can I do this in front of my friend, Oh that Cock feels lovely and you move harder against me as you try to shut the view of your friend watching you out of your mind. God what does she think of me you wonder and then as I slip my right hand on to your left breast and slowly squeeze the nipple you slump slightly back into me while your bottom continues to move on my Cock. My left hand slides slowly under your panties and three fingers slip easily into your wet pussy. You are lost now as your friend watches as I slowly work your pussy and nipple. Then slowly I turn you and thread my fingers through your hair. I slowly push down and you go to your knees. I push your face into my fly and slowly rub the rough material over your lips. You reach up and pull my zip open and reach in to caress my balls and Cock. You push my shorts down and out of the way and slowly begin to lap at my sack while stroking my cock. Carefully you mouth my balls taking one and then the other into your mouth sucking voraciously and lathering them with spit. Every so often you go up to my Cock and suck and lick at the tip trying to get at the first drips of pre-cum. You sense some movement as you friend circles to get a better view as you work on my Cock. Slowly you start taking more and more of my Cock into you Hot mouth. The grip on your scalp tightens and I start to push further into your throat withdrawing only as you start to gag. Quicker and quicker I move your head back and forwards and then slowing again as I move your head down to my balls again. As I start to head towards coming I alternate between you sucking my cock and sucking on my balls until I am almost ready to come, one more hard push and your nose flattens against my body as you take all of my Cock and I explode, my Cock lodged deep in your throat. For a second you wonder if I am going to hold you there but I pull your head back and the second spurt goes in your mouth and then the rest over your face. As I let your hair go you slowly take my cock back into your mouth and begin to lick me clean. And then as you lovingly clean my Cock you remember your friend is watching, Oh My God what have I done you think. And then for the first time I speak, ‘ thank you Nic that was wonderful ‘

16 September 2025

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After a great day down at Maslins nude beach by my self, I decided it was time to head home. I was a bit to sandy for the car so walked up the stairs, still naked to head to the showers. Going up I went past some people going down the famous stairs to the beach who all gave me a g'day or hi as we passed. As I got to the showers, I noticed that there was a couple who had just walked passed the showers to the bushes to the left. They were looking around hoping they wouldn't be caught, but I had just managed to catch a glimpse of them as they rounded the corner. I, in the heat of the moment, decided to follow them as aren't we all a little bit of a voyeur in side. As I rounded the corner, they were no where to be seen, but there was more bushes and and to my surprise there they were. They had worn their bathers up the stairs. He was wearing some board shorts, she was wearing a black bikini. Though when I saw him, his boardies were around his ankles, and her mouth was sucking on his penis. I stood back watching them, while my cock was getting harder and harder. I must of made a sound and she stopped sucking and had a look at the sound. She saw me hand on my cock and gave me a quick smirk. She looked up and whispered to her man, he looked around at me before whispering in her ear. She then motions for me to come closer to watch them have some fun. With an unexpected audience member she went back to sucking on his cock. My cock was getting even harder watching them and I started playing with myself while watching my own private show. After a few minutes, she stops, smiles at me and whispers to her playmate. He whispers back, looks at me and gives me a wink and a smile. He gently removes her bikini top revealing her B cup breasts. She goes back down on his penis, but only for a minute. Before she stands up and remove here bikini bottoms. She looks at me and gives me a wink before she gets in the doggy position looking at me. He enters her no doubt very wet pussy and she lets out a quiet moan while watching me with my hands pumping on my hard cock. She looks like she is in heaven as she is being taken from behind while putting on a show for me. I had to slow down otherwise I was going to explode before the end of the show. But they were going at it like rabbits before they both orgasm together. As they were slowing down, she gave me a nod, a nod to finish myself as she watched me. It didn't take me long before I exploded as the show had been fantastic. When I finally climaxed, it was intense and the furthermost I had ever shot. I had almost hit her in the face, but luckily I was aiming just to the left of her. There we were, all three of us is a secluded area all doing something we had never done before, all very satisfied after an impromptu show. She gave me a wink and a big smile, he also gave me a smile knowing that his woman had done something wild with him. I gave them both a big smile, and headed back to the showers to clean myself. They hang back to put on their bathers and I thought that was the last I would see of them. But as I was showering naked in the open air showers, they went past. They both gave me smile, but she turned around once they had passed and gave me a wink and a big approving smile. It made me a bit more hard again but alas they kept on walking. As they walked up the stairs, she once again looked back to me and had a massive smile and gave me a very excited wave goodbye.

11 September 2025

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The last time I went to the nude beach, I got there around 5:30pm — just as the UV dropped. The light was mellow and golden, the perfect time to arrive. I hit the sand and, without hesitation, stripped off my clothes and shoved them in my bag. No better feeling. The release of fabric, the brush of breeze against bare skin, the faint thrill of public nudity that doesn’t feel performative — just freeing. It was about 34 degrees that day. Warm enough that plenty of people were still hanging around. Couples nestled under umbrellas, little clusters in the shallows, solo men wandering up and down with vague purpose. There’s a particular kind of rhythm at a nude beach — people stroll with a sense of comfort, of familiarity, but you can feel the low hum of observation beneath it. The gentle dance of being seen and seeing. I followed my usual routine. Straight to the water, toes sinking into the wet sand, the tide teasing at my ankles. Then I started walking, slowly, letting my gaze drift across bodies and water and stone. Down past the rocks, where the beach curves and narrows — that’s where any action usually happens, if it’s going to. I’m always ambivalent about that. I don’t go expecting anything. Most of the time, I just want to be naked, to soak in the sun, to feel my body untethered. I set up my towel and walked back into the water. The temperature shift from warm to cool and back again does something to me every time. It’s not even about arousal — just sensation. A kind of soft ache, like static or fuzz, warming my cock and balls in a way that makes me feel proud of what I’m showing, even if I’m not hard. Confident, in a quiet way. There were a couple of solo guys wading nearby. Close enough to acknowledge, far enough to avoid conversation. I never push. If someone wants to talk, they’ll talk. Otherwise, I let the space be what it is. I returned to my towel, the air licking droplets from my skin. I lay on my back and opened my book. The sun was still warm enough to be comforting, but no longer aggressive. My skin drank it in without worry. No sunscreen, no fear. Just heat on bare skin, the wind occasionally lifting the corner of my towel. There’s something deeply right about reading naked in the open, not for anyone else, just for yourself. People kept wandering by — the usual parade. A few I’d seen on previous visits. Some doing the same lazy loop up and down the beach. Solo men, mostly. Sometimes I wonder what brings each of them here. Are they hoping to see something? Find someone? Or are they just, like me, content in their skin? At one point, I stood and stretched — half out of boredom, half out of curiosity. A man nearby was packing up his things, sliding his towel into a canvas bag. He looked up at me, paused, and said, “You’re beautiful.” I wasn’t prepared for it. Not those exact words. Not spoken so directly. I laughed awkwardly, unsure what to say — thank you? you too? It wasn’t a line. Just a statement. Honest. Simple. A little surreal. We chatted. He was clearly more practiced in this space — confident, gay, playful. He told me about the regular crowd, the rhythms of the beach, how often he played and how he stayed safe. I asked questions — not to pry, but out of genuine curiosity. I told him what I was open to, what I avoided, how I’m cautious and careful. It was a good conversation. No pressure, just shared notes on desire and boundaries. Then he left, and I stayed — alone again, but not lonely. Sometime after the first guy left, I checked my phone and saw a message from someone in the chat — a casual, half-hearted “who’s still around?”. I replied, said I was there, offered that they could come pull up a towel if they wanted. Eventually, he arrived. Slightly older, bigger build — rounder in the middle but smooth-skinned and confident. Friendly face. He waved as he approached, a quiet kind of energy to him. We didn’t waste time — just settled into easy chat. No pretence, no pressure. Mostly beach talk at first. Work. Where we were from. What brought us out today. He mentioned his partner pretty early on — a woman who knew he played with men on the side. Not only that, but she apparently enjoyed it, especially watching him get blown. That’s not something I could help him with — not that night, anyway — but I appreciated the openness. There’s something really freeing about talking about sex in a space that doesn’t demand it. We swapped stories. Spoke about boundaries. Shared thoughts on our bodies, tattoos. The things we liked about ourselves, the things we didn’t. Honest, curious, unguarded. Normally, by this time of day, the slow migration would have begun — solo men gathering towels, glancing around, making their way down past the rocks where things sometimes happened. There’s a tacit choreography to it. Nobody talks about it out loud, but everyone knows. A rising tide of quiet intent. But this time, there was a snag in the rhythm — a pregnancy photoshoot unfolding right in the middle of the action zone. I’d seen the photographer before — a woman, always fully clothed, always calm and in control. She seemed to love the light here, the rawness of it. Her subject was stunning — glowing and round-bellied, starting out in a flowing dress and then slowly revealing more skin as the shoot went on. The contrast was gorgeous, honestly. Her body full of life, soft curves and maternal gravity, against a backdrop that often held very different kinds of tension. Still, it meant the usual suspects had to hold off — there was a visible hesitance in the way men lingered at the edge of the rocks, waiting. Not exactly leering, but definitely paused in limbo. Nobody wanted to be the guy jerking off thirty metres from a maternity shoot. At least, I hoped not. My new friend and I decided to take a walk. It felt oddly liberating, doing the same long naked stroll that the solo guys do — except now I wasn’t alone, and somehow that shifted everything. It didn’t feel like prowling. It just felt like walking. Like being part of something human, not transactional. We wandered up and back a few times, commenting quietly on the crowd, on bodies, on posture. I’m always fascinated by people’s shapes, in both sexual and non-sexual ways. The slope of a shoulder. The way someone holds their gut or adjusts their towel. The tension in a thigh when someone bends to pick something up. I find myself imagining what it feels like to be in that body — not just to touch it, but to inhabit it. How it must feel to stand there, naked in public, aware of your shape, your marks, your hang-ups. And how all of that might shift depending on who’s watching. There are very few body types I feel no attraction to at all. Even when I’m not turned on, I’m curious. There’s something sacred about people letting themselves be seen like this — not just by lovers or partners, but by strangers. I love the mix of pride and vulnerability in it. Eventually, we made our way back to our towels. The sun had dipped behind the cliffs, and it was practically dark. The photoshoot was still going, the photographer crouched low to the sand, her lens catching the last blush of light on the pregnant subject’s skin. There was a small cluster of naked men gathered at a respectful distance, waiting. Not quite awkward, but definitely a little stuck. A bottleneck of bodies, all on pause. The tide had shifted, but no one could quite make the next move. Eventually, the photoshoot wraps up. The pregnant woman slips back into her robe, and the photographer packs away her gear. They wander off together, chatting quietly, oblivious or maybe wilfully unaware of the ripple they’ve held back all this time. And just like that, the energy shifts. It’s almost comical the way it happens — this slow, polite migration of naked men, all beginning to drift in the same direction, pretending they’re just going for a sunset stroll. No one approaches each other directly at first, but there’s a quiet urgency in the way the group moves — a clear and shared intention hanging thick in the air. We’re all here for the same reason, even if no one says a word. My friend and I follow, not rushing, but certainly not dawdling either. The temperature’s dropped slightly, but the energy is warmer now — heavier. The unspoken rules of the beach have started to bend. The lid is off. By the time we make it down to the far end, it’s on. Most of the guys are hard, or halfway there, casually touching themselves as they linger near one another. It’s not a frenzy, not yet — more like a gathering storm of attention and arousal. Everyone performing a little, watching a little. Feeling each other out. I let myself take up space. Standing somewhere in the middle, I stroke myself slowly, not too eager, just enough to grow into my full size. I like the way I look like this — exposed, but proud. Compared to most of the others, I feel big. And I like that. My friend, surprisingly, is quite the grower. He looked small earlier, but now he’s filling out, impressive in a different way — heavy and full, low-hanging. People start to drift a little closer, like orbiting planets shifting toward gravity. Not touching yet. Just watching. A few of them are clearly waiting for someone else to make the first move. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice him — a smaller Asian man I’d clocked earlier in the afternoon. He’d passed us a few times while we were walking, always a beat slower when he moved past me, his eyes sneaking down, not lingering long enough to be obvious, but definitely clocking me. Now, here in this dimming light, he’s closer. His gaze isn’t subtle anymore. He’s staring directly at my cock, transfixed. And fuck, it does something to me. That feeling — to be wanted like that, clearly, hungrily, without performance or pretence. My cock twitches at the attention, swelling harder in response. I let him watch. I meet his eyes once — not long, just enough to let him know I’ve noticed, that I know. And then I go back to stroking. My hand slow and deliberate, the air cool on my thighs, the sand shifting under my feet. I’m not even thinking about where this might go. I’m just enjoying the heat of it, the slow burn of being seen. He makes the first move. It’s so subtle, so respectful, but there’s no mistaking the intent. He steps just slightly into my space and runs a hand up the middle of my back. His touch is soft, almost reverent — not grabbing, not groping, just touching. And it sends a quiet shiver down my spine. There’s something deeply sexy about that — someone so clearly full of desire, and yet choosing something as gentle and grounding as skin-on-skin contact. His hand glides lower, warm and careful, moving down over the small of my back and resting on my bum with a kind of quiet awe. I can feel his breath close now. His small, earnest cock is fully hard, pointing up towards me with an intensity that belies its size. His touch seems to give permission to the rest of the circle. As if on cue, another man steps forward. His approach is different — no hesitation. His hand closes firmly around my cock, and I let out a breath I didn’t realise I was holding. It’s a good grip, confident. His own cock is thick and proud, almost a mirror of mine, and I reach for it instinctively, wrapping my hand around its length. We find a shared rhythm quickly — slow at first, just feeling each other out, then stronger. Deliberate. The first guy doesn’t leave — he stays close, off to the side, his hand never leaving my skin. Still gliding up and down, now along my waist, over my bum again, fingertips brushing the inside of my thigh. At times, he presses in, gently, affectionately — I feel his leg hook lightly around mine, and his cock press into my hip. He moans, quietly, more breath than sound. He’s still stroking himself, but the contact seems to be as much for his reassurance as mine. Like he wants to feel that I’m real. That this is happening. Then I feel my friend — the one I’d walked the beach with — step back into the scene. He’s in front of me now, eyes lit with curiosity and hunger. His hands go straight to my chest, stroking and squeezing, mapping out my body with a kind of casual affection. One hand cups my balls, the other slips around to squeeze my bum — both firm and gentle. He’s touching himself too, lazily, like he knows there’s no rush. For a moment, I float out of myself. I pause and try to imagine what this scene must look like to anyone watching — four men, different shapes, different kinds of hard, hands on each other’s skin, bodies overlapping, shifting and sharing. I think: Anyone who’s not part of this would just be jealous. The man with the firm grip is still there, still focused. His hand slides smoothly up and down my shaft, taking his time, but moving with growing confidence. He’s tuned in, responding to the little sighs I make, the way I press into him, the slight arch of my back. I don’t have to tell him I’m loving it. It’s obvious. I am lost in it — in the contrast of bodies, the blur of skin and breath and quiet hunger. And still, the first guy’s hand doesn’t leave me. With one man’s steady hand stroking my cock, another’s fingers lightly playing across my chest, my walking friend still gently squeezing and palming my bum, and the quiet, reverent presence of the Asian man pressed into my side — it’s all a lot. Add to that the sensation of cool air rolling in off the water and ghosting over every inch of my naked body, and it tips into something close to sensory overload. I hold both my friend’s and the Asian man’s cocks in my hands — not moving, just holding, grounding myself in the moment through the feel of warm skin and steady pulse. And in that space, the rhythm of that firm hand on my cock continues — slow, deliberate, focused — as if he knows exactly how to keep me on the edge until it’s time to let go. And then I do. My body tightens, my back arches just slightly, and I groan — not polite or muted, but loud and real. I can feel hands on my body in response, like they’re coaxing the orgasm out of me, stroking my skin and squeezing me with this quiet kind of reverence. The firm grip doesn’t waver as I come hard — a sharp, hot burst that lands messily in the sand. Somewhere beside me, someone lets out an appreciative mmmmm, and it makes me smile. There’s something strange and honest about the moment. The pleasure has peaked, and there’s not much left to do. No script to follow. Just this gentle unravelling, the quiet shift in atmosphere. But I like that part. I like that I can step away without guilt, without awkwardness — leave the scene exactly as I entered it: on my terms. I pat my friend’s back, grinning, and murmur, “Alright — next man up.” He chuckles, and I don’t even look back to see who steps into the newly vacant space. I stroll off slowly, through the shallows, the water cool against my ankles and calves. The sky is dimming, stars faint above, and the moonlight catches the edges of the waves and — I imagine — the curve of my back, the wet trail down my legs, the soft swing of my now-limp but very satisfied cock, still flushed and happy in the warm air. I take the long path back toward the carpark, breathing it all in — the salty air, the low hum of night, the buzz still singing quietly in my skin. There is no better feeling.

6 September 2025

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Part 1 My longtime bestie D was visiting Melbourne from Perth & determined to let her hair down. She’d already gotten her first tattoo, been pashed on the dance floor by another close girlfriend and sampled various city adventures. So she was very excited when I suggested we visit the Hellfire Club that Sunday night. I’d been and watched the entertainment before but tonight there was the spark of infinite possibility. So I dressed accordingly. Fishnet tights, thigh high CFM boots, lace shorts and bra covered in a sheer mesh tunic. With a long black leather coat to keep it all a secret on the Brunswick to South Melbourne tram. We arrived fairly early as I didn’t want D feeling overwhelmed by the in-your-face debauchery. The lights were low and there were about 70 people mingling, some in clubbing outfits, others looking very day-to-day. After checking our coats D was a little nervous so we hit the bar for some Dutch courage. As I eyed the bar staff for attention movement beside me caught my eye. An Amazon goddess in red leather, long black curls, amazing cleavage and legs to the sky finished by piercing stilettos towered above me. A long ruby fingernail trailed my wrist as a deep husky growl tickled my ear… “You’re delicious… I want you on my rack.” Oh my god… be still my nether regions… She continued, “How bout a drink on the house for both you and your friend? And in return you let me play with you?” I’d watched many times and been sooo turned on. . “Ok, you’re on” I winked. Half an hour later it was time. Lucy, my mistress held her hand to me and together we climbed the few steps to the round stage in the centre of the room. D was watching, almost as excited as I was as Lucy led me to the black metal A frame attached to the floor. I was cuffed with my hands above my head then Lucy trailed her hands from my wrists down my arms, slowly over my stomach, my hips and the cupped my ass firmly. My tunic had been removed so her hot fingers were on lace, net and bare skin. Her hands then roamed down my thighs to my ankles which were gripped firmly then pulled apart. As she slowly stood, running her palms back up my legs she pressed her breasts against my back. “Good girl” she purred into my ear. “Open your eyes babe and see how hot everyone thinks you are”. I hadn’t realised my eyes were closed, savouring her touch but I did as she suggested just as boom! the adrenalin kicked in. The opening bars to Prodigy’s Firestarter cranked as I took in the broad smiles… and heat… and lust of a hundred and fifty or more men and women. All turned on - by me. Fucking wow!! And it was only the beginning. Lucy kissed and licked the back of my neck then reached around and pinched my nipples through the lace. Only briefly then she stepped back. I felt movement then a pressure against my ass. It was a whip handle lightly smacking against my cheeks. She then pushed it through my open thighs to tap and rub against the front of my panties. I closed my eyes as I felt myself get wet very quickly. “ Keep your beautiful eyes open - look at how much power you have in this room” Lucy growled. As I did the first flick of the whip stung against my ass and I gasped in pleasure. The whole room gasped with me. “Oooh you like that don’t you” in my ear. “ Tell Mistress Lucy you like it”… the words against the Prodigy bass line could only be answered with “yes Mistress. I really like it”. “That’s a good girl”… More bass, more beats and the whip flicking soft… then harder… slow… then quick. Shoulders … back… thighs and ass. Kisses and licks along my neck in between. Every now and then the handle rubbing against my now very wet lace clad pussy. Suddenly she stopped. As the music changed to Garbage’s Queer I looked around me at the sea of faces… glazed eyes… wet lips… and anticipation. What now? Lucy’s breath behind me “wax time my kitten”. Then she slid one hand to pinch my left nipple as I felt a trickle of searing heat between my shoulder blades. I inhaled sharply - it fucking hurt- and as I did her hand went straight between my legs with a finger rubbing my clit through the fabric. “Holy fuck” I moaned as the pleasure of her rubbing juxtaposed against the hot candle wax now lightly splashed against the skin all over my back. “Yes you are” Lucy purred then slid her fingers inside my shorts, between the netting and stroke my pussy while wax ran down my ass cheeks. The crowd were distanced so they could not fully see how Lucy’s fingers were working my clit, then pushing inside my cunt beneath my shorts but they got the gist I can assure you. I could see and feel them sharing the experience as I came and it was fucking sublime. The waxing ceased and Lucy came around in front of me. She grabbed my hair in her fist with one hand, the other on my ass and kissed me firmly, her tongue dancing with mine. Then standing back just as the song finished, she turned and announced to the crowd “such a good girl, isn’t she?” The applause was huge and D gave me a double thumbs up grinning like a madwoman. Part 2 Mistress Lucy led me down the stairs from the rack stage to where D was waiting. “Here she is. Our little kitten did very well”, Lucy winked at D who was still grinning like a proud parent. “You two head for the facilities over there”, Lucy gestured to a door in the corner marked Private. “You can freshen up a bit with warm towels then there’s another drink each at the bar waiting for you. Now wish me luck”, she smirked and indicated to the next rack participant, a middle aged balding fellow dressed for a Sunday family BBQ. We headed for the bathroom, D clutching my hand, exclaiming “Fuck babe, that was amazing!” A little while and several drinks later D and I were on the crowded dance floor lost in 90s anthems. She was locking eyes with a very keen lad who looked besotted. I was lost in euphoria, still on a high from my exhibitionism but feeling the beats in my veins. A tallish very cute fellow with dark floppy hair and a nervous smile hesitated in front of me. He bent forward and spoke in my ear. “My girlfriend and I saw you on stage. We thought you were gorgeous. She really wants to kiss you”. He pointed to a wall close by where a voluptuous blonde pixie in a short skirt, high boots and black mesh shirt with barely hidden red bra leant. As I caught her eye she gave a small wave and a slow lazy smile. “Does she now?” I replied to her companion who nodded like a little school boy. “Hmmm… all right then”, and I slowly headed toward her, keeping eye contact the whole way. I stopped when I got within speaking distance. “So I hear you’d like to kiss me?” Her black-rimmed eyes were bright green and widened at my question, her lips parted with a quick tongue flicker and she nodded slowly. I moved closer toward her, put one hand above her on the wall, the other cupped her chin and leant in to graze her mouth with mine. So soft and warm. Gentle butterfly kisses, exploring… tentative at first. Then I felt her tongue taste my lower lip and that was it, I opened my mouth and tasted her. Such a delicious kiss… it melted my knickers (what was left of them!). I grabbed her ass and moved my knee between her legs where it was sooo warm. “Ohhh fuck” she moaned, then “I know a room we can go - the three of us?” She indicated her boyfriend (oh yeah, had forgotten about him). Hmmm… this sounded fun. D was now pashing in the corner with her dance partner, I interrupted just long enough to check in then let myself be lead away by Miss Pixie and Mr Floppy-Hair. Up a flight of stairs there was a low-lit gantry I’d never noticed before. From there you could see the rack stage and dance floor before the area branched off into several small partitioned rooms. Each had a low broad couch, around the size of a double bed, a small table and velvet entry curtains. “Members area” Pixie said in my ear, just heard above the music pumping from the floor below. The light was red hued and subtle but enough to see her big smile as she drew me into the last room and kissed me again. Floppy hair (let’s just call him FH) moved to stand behind me and put his hands on my hips. I could feel his hardness against my ass as he grazed his hands up toward my boobs and lightly pinched my nipples, at the same time kissing my neck. Pixie’s fingers joined his, rubbing my little peaks to stiffness then reached down to pull off my tunic. She then pushed his hands toward my panties where he stroked from behind me. She pulled the bra straps down from my shoulders, grabbed both tits firmly and licked each nipple in turn with her wet mouth, before sucking with gusto. Fucking hell this was hot!! Just as I started losing myself in her attention she paused, then pushed me gently but firmly onto the couch. FH took a step back just watching as she lay me back, kissing my mouth, my neck, my breasts… then with one expert movement my panties were off. I was curious (in a very blurry way) as to how she’d deal with the fishnets beneath but Pixie was a pro. With a practiced two hand grip she ripped the gusset away leaving my pussy bare and eager. “Fuck yes, you are delicious” she growled, spreading my thighs before plunging her tongue between the sodden folds. I felt FHs lips kissing mine and opened my mouth as Pixie lapped at my clit. I then felt FH’s hands reach down to spread my cunt lips wide open, the better for Pixie to devour. FH moved one hand beneath Pixies mouth and thrust two fingers inside me sending waves of pure pleasure through me. FH leant back a little “I want to fuck you while you eat her” he murmured. I’d never tasted another girl before but Pixie was so damn gorgeous I was up for it. She looked up from between my legs, her mouth and chin covered in my juices, “You are naughty babe. Let me share your pussy taste first” then moved up to kiss me with open mouth and tongue dripping onto mine. What a kiss… my flavour on her mouth had shock waves flowing through me. As our mouths ground into each bother she grabbed my hand while pulling up her skirt. No panties!! And a pussy so ripe to touch I had no choice but to run my fingers around her folds, so fucking wet… Her breasts were pushed against mine and needed to be freed from their constraints. One hand inside her pussy, the other undid the buttons on her blouse and roughly pushed back the red lace to reveal a delectable strawberry nipple just asking to be suckled. Her back arched as she crammed more flesh into my mouth for me to lick and suck. “Oh my god babe, I need your tongue inside me” she started wiggling back on the couch then paused to look at FH. He held his rather impressive cock in his hand, stroking confidently as he watched us playing then deftly rolled a condom down his sheath. “I want to watch him fuck you from behind while you devour my cunt”, Pixie now was laid back before me, rubbing her nipples lazily with legs spread apart and pussy shiny in the half-light. FH stood behind and lifted my hips so my ass was mid air, thighs parted. He grabbed my hair in his fist and pushed my face closer to Pixies soaked centre. I inhaled her musky scent and lapped against her clit with firm, slow circles, slid my tongue up and down her lips and sucked the folds. Sweet… warm… a little salty… so very very wet. She writhed and wriggled like a woman possessed until she moaned “Fuck me now!”. My tongue plunged into her cunt at the same time FHs cock entered mine and within minutes we all came ferociously together. Never did get their names but reckon I’d know that Pixie pussy if I ever saw it again… PS Ok I confess this story is only mostly true - 85% ish… Unfortunately where ever Pixie & FH took me, they were NOT members & we were sprung just as we got to the end bit. But you know… artistic license & a creative imagination helps to finish things up nicely :) xx

30 July 2025

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Every year I take trip to NZ to see friends and family. My last trip was a quick flash in the pan visit, but I found myself with a night and day free in Auckland before I flew out. So after chatting to a few people on various platforms, I arranged to meet a lovely hotwife at Ladies bay for a day of relaxing in the sun before I flew out that night. She arrived at the agreed time at a cafe just down the road from Ladies Bay and I immediately lost the "Commando Coffee" we had discussed as it seemed all she had on was a sarong, that just barely covered. We sat and chatted for a while over coffee and discussed what was on the table for the day. She quickly leant in close, grabbed my hardening cock through my shorts and informed me her hubby was waiting and that we should perhaps get to the beach before it gets too late. We left the cafe and headed towards a white van, she opened the sliding door and we both jostled inside, once my eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, I could see this was purely a pleasure van, there was a screen playing porn, a mattress with restraints and a few boxes of toys. She slid the door closed, dropped the sarong and was pulling my shorts off furiously. Within seconds she had my cock sliding down her throat and was looking up at me with those "Please cum in my mouth" eyes It didn't take long before I did just that, grabbing her head and her grabbing my ass and forcing more of my cock down her throat, I exploded, she gagged and choked a little but managed to swallow it all. Then there came a groan from a speaker as it seems her hubby, who was watching from the front seat via a little camera blew his load. She then unhooked what seemed like a swing from the roof of the van and positioned herself in it, told her hubby to get going and told me her pussy needed eating. I looked through one of the boxes of toys and found a clit toy that she just grinned at and told me to be quick as she needed to release. We were moving in traffic as I went to town on her, sliding fingers, toys and my face as far into her hot pussy as I could get them, it didn't take long before she started quivering and shaking and moaning she was about to cum and she did, boy did she, she exploded and squirted all over me, the toys and half the van, once again I heard the voice over the speaker..."Ohh yes Baby... your enjoying him aren't you?" She moaned as another little spasm ran through her and told him to just take her home as she needed a proper release. She looked at me, grinned and said they would get me to the airport in time for my flight. Which they did, but only after a few hours of she and I moaning and groaning our way around their house. Especially their pool and backyard. The weather was awesome, we enjoyed drinks and lounging naked while her hubby waited on us. Suffice to say, the next trip to Auckland in Feb has a few more free days to be spent in Auckland as I re-connect with this awesome couple.

15 July 2025

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We had been chatting on another platform and one day our schedules lined up. You had wanted to go to a local sex cinema and buy some new collars and suggested I meet you there for my input. I quickly agreed and showered, shaved and was on my way ASAP. I pulled up beside your car and you opened the door and beckoned me over. As soon as I was in, you looked at me all blushed and you informed me you had a lunch date to go to and had been instructed to arrive at a certain level of dishevelment and that you would like me to provide said dishevelment. You told me what you needed and I agreed. In we went. You took my hand and dragged me about the shop, looking at tails, collars, leashes, some ropes and candles. You kept asking for my opinion and giving me demonstrations that were very arousing and eventually you settled on a collar that said "Cumslut" a new clit vibe and a butt plug with an interchangeable tail. As you were paying for you items, you looked at me and asked the cashier for a couples ticket to the cinema. He bagged up your items and off we went into the cinema. We found a movie playing where a woman was being taken by 2 guys and started watching. You rummaged around and put your new collar on and busted out the new toy and handed me the tail. Once I had the plug and tail out, I looked over and you had pulled your dress up, yanked your panties to one said and were assaulting your clit with the sucker vibe. You saw me with the plug in my hand and moaned loudly, convulsed a little and told me to quickly put it inside your pussy. It was like your juicy hole sucked it out of my fingers. The lady on the screen was getting pounded by the 2 men and you came violently as she started to get DP'd. You looked at me and told me you needed cock, you signalled to another guy who had his cock out and was watching both you and the screen. he positioned himself in front of you and you sucked as much as you could into your hot mouth. I moved in behind you, pulled the plug from your butt and slowly slid my rock hard cock inside you. You pushed back and that was my signal to pound, I took a firm hold of your hips and fucked you as hard and as fast as I could, this made you take more of the cock in your mouth, you gagged, and pushed back. All 3 of us couldn't hold any more and I emptied inside you... as instructed. Your new friend erupted into your mouth and you managed to contain and swallow most of it. As we all disentangled a large dollop of his cum landed on you chest, which you scooped up but mostly rubbed into your skin. Before you moved you asked me to take a picture of your used pussy and send it to you, which I did. We cleaned up a little bit and all said out goodbyes. You got me to take one last picture of you, your lips glazed, hair slightly messy and the cum you missed obvious on your chest. You thanked me and we went our separate ways. We talked later that night and you thanked me so much for my contribution and that you had arrived exactly as your Sir had wanted you to. We still meet every now and then when Sir needs you a certain way, and I'm always happy to oblige.

14 June 2025

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I had my car booked in for a service and you had agreed to drop me off at home. I threw him the keys, jumped into your car and we were off out of his workshop in a flash. We got just round the corner and you stopped and told me to drive. Once I was back in traffic, you put the seat back a little, released your massive tits and pulled your track pants down to show me you already soaked pussy. You opened the glove box, instructed me to watch the road, pulled out a clit sucking vibe and went to town. It was so hard keeping my hands to myself but very quickly you had 2 orgasms. The second just as we were pulling into my garage at home. Before the door was down, you were out and laying across the bonnet and telling me to hurry up as your pussy wasn't going to fuck itself. I didn't waste any time and dropped my shorts to reveal the large hard cock I had been nurturing since I had started driving. I slammed deep and bare inside you and you moaned out loud and bit your lip as I made your huge tits jiggle with each thrust. As expected, it didn't take me long before I could feel the cum start to boil and I warned you to get ready. You pushed me away, dropped to your knees and took as much of my cock into your mouth as you could, it was only a few strokes and I erupted, you swallowed the lot like the good little Princess you like to be. We moved inside and dropped clothes as we headed to the spa. We spent the rest of the morning sucking and fucking our way to orgasmic bliss until I got a text from your hubby to say my car was ready. We showered and I left one final load deep inside you and we headed back to the workshop. You didn't get out of your car, just grinned at me and asked when my wife's car would be ready for a service, I replied that it would be in the next few weeks and winked. As I was paying for the work your hubby did on my car I couldn't help but get a twitch in my cock as the thought of servicing you again crossed my mind.

13 May 2025

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I have been imagining this since you first messaged me - sitting in my car, under tree somewhere. It’s dusk and you can hear all the cars going home on the freeway in the background. It’s warm. Warm enough to smell the eucalyptus leaves , warm enough that you feel the sweat on your back when the air conditioning is turned off. As planned, you turn up, tap on the side of the car to let me know that you’re there-as if I haven’t been watching you frantically from the car mirrors the moment you arrive. You say nothing, lean down and kiss me, You’re still kissing me, as you squat down on the other side of the car door. I can feel you pulling away from the kiss and instead you’re just looking into my eyes and giving me this wicked smile. “Sure you still want to do this?”, you ask. The voice is deep and rough, so much better than it was on the Phone. I just nod. Leaning in, you pull some hair back behind my ear and nuzzle me. “Use your words, baby girl” and I do. You open the car door and pull me out. Leaning against the car we kiss again, but this time you’re leaning into me, pushing your hard body into my soft one. Almost leaving an imprint on my clothes. I can feel your cock against me, twitching. You force your way between my legs and push me back onto the car seat sitting sideways , my feet on the grass. I unzip you. Your cock, semi hard falls out and I take you into my mouth. One hand surrounds your girth ( so satisfying ), moving up and down as I suck on your head, starting to get into a rhythm, getting deeper with each approach. My other hand is playing with your balls. Velvety and warm. You smell clean, musky and of you. I get into a rhythm, hands, mouth, wet and dry all I hear is breathing, yours and mine, and then you start to pant. My throat relaxes, your cock is going deeper, and a flash of lights catches my eye. I lose the rhythm and start to gag, worrying that someone will come. Now, I am sure I see headlights and start to pull away . You grab my head, hands tangled up in my hair and jam your cock down my throat and out again. “ No, we’re not stopping now,” . You push my head backwards and forwards, creating a new more frenetic pace. You tell me that you’re in control, to be a good girl or there will be consequences . All I can hear is the wet sound of me sucking you, and your groans. You pull out and stick your cock between my breasts and fill my bra with your cum. You pull me out of the car and guide me onto the backseat. I’m on all fours and you’ve pushed my skirt up and pulled my knickers down. One hand is on my back keeping me in place the other spreading my legs so you can have a look . I’m dripping and you tell me that I really am a bit of a slut. Nothing happens. I feel the breeze coming off the wetlands, on the back of my legs I can hear the traffic in the distance again. You tell me you’re going to take a photo of my dripping pussy and not to try and pull away. I do and you smack me hard on the bum. Not hard, but the shock of it is unexpected and I submit. You tell me to spread my legs again and I see the reflection of flash and get worried that other people might see . You laugh, telling me that I’m your slut today, to do as you wish. As you start to finger me, you tell me there are two people watching over there. I cum. It’s quick, hard, quite unexpected. I squirt all over your hand and can’t stop. The quivering slows down, and I receive two more smacks, heavier, harder than the last, because I should be focusing on you, not on other people. You tell me that this isn’t quite what you expected, that I’m easily distractible . You tell me that I will require further, more regular training if I am going to get better at this. My knickers come off and are stuffed into my mouth. You push me back onto all fours and you fuck me hard. Pounding with enough force that I have to brace myself. With each thrust I can feel your balls almost knotting me. There are no other distractions, just this and us. Afterwards we clean each other up and kiss . You have some cold water for us to drink. Still on a bit of a high from the play, we hold hands and talk about other things. When I’m driving home, I can hear my phone buzzing. It’s a message from you, reminding me to text you tomorrow to make sure that I’m not too sore. I don’t think you believe me when I tell you that I love that feeling the next day, slightly sore and sated. You have some thoughts on our next interlude and remind me of our safe word.

1 May 2025

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My work required me to split my time between the office and out in the field. It was a fairly autonomous position, which allowed me to leave at any time and take the time I required. This was a perfect arrangement allowing me to meet up with my FB, “S”, when we were both horny, a fair amount of the time. As we were both married and not to each other, places to play were limited and needed some planning. One location that suited was adjacent to a lake, not far out of town. It had a car park, a grassed “picnic” area and another area, accessed by an obscure track.   We messaged the night prior and arranged to meet there mid morning, the next day, as it was to be a warm sunny day. I grab the work vehicle keys and started to head off. I texted “S” and she said she was on her way, also. I turned off the main road and headed down the track. Arriving at the car park, I parked my vehicle and awaited her arrival. Within 5mins she pulls up alongside, a beaming smile on her face. I jumped out of my vehicle, locked it and walked over to “S” grabbing hold of her ass and as she grabbed her tote bag containing a rug out of the boot. We embraced and then wandered across the park that leads to the track. We walk along the track, and as the thicker growth gives way to treed area, my pulse quickens. Arriving at a cleared area I take the rug from the tote and place it down on the soft grass and spread it out. Meanwhile “S” grabs a can of soft drink from the bag, opening and handing it to me: you better take a drink, I haven’t had a fuck in a long while!  I sit and finish the drink as “S” stands to remove her boots and jeans. She pulls her panties to the side to reveal a freshly shaved cunt. “It took a little longer to get here as I shaved my overgrown pussy, it hasn’t had enough attention for a while!” She had barely finished her sentence when I grabbed her, grasping the top of her panties, dragging them to the ground, my hand sliding back up between her thighs and forcing its way between her lips. I pull her towards me with my free hand, kissing her mound, as I forced my fingers through her hairless lips. “S” reached for her top, pulling it over her head, then proceeded to remove her bra, allowing them to drop to the ground.  Now with the sun shining directly on to her, she clasps her ample “D“ sized breasts and began to tweak her erect nipples, moaning to the sensation. I remove my polo and “S” reaches down and commences removing my shorts and boxers, my straining cock, springing to attention, a bead of pre cum forming on the head. “S” totally naked, tells me to lay back, turns and straddles my face and lowers her wet cunt to my mouth. I grasp her arse cheeks, with both hands, spreading them apart, allowing me to run my tongue from her cunt to her button arsehole, she leans forward taking my cock in her mouth. “S” has majestic oral skills, a soft mouth and a throat that has no issue with any length, swallowing my shaft fully. As one of her rated activities, her cock sucking has no problem in taking a guy to the edge and aware of this, she manipulates my cock to give ultimate pleasure,  all the while her mouth is working up and down my shaft while her hands slide up and down in rhythm. .“S” aware she is working my cock to the edge of exploding, turns to grinding her cunt forcefully against my mouth, her juices are trickling down my cheeks. I take a finger, and covered in her juices, smear as much as I can across her arsehole and force it in to her opening. She stops sucking momentarily to let out a moan, as I press and twist my finger in her butthole. She can no longer take the probing and stands and faces me, ”fuck me“ she demands, and lowers her studded cunt down, squatting on to my cock. I can feel her cervix as she attempts to force me as deep as possible inside her. I pull her shoulders forward and take one of her breasts in my mouth. Sucking and biting on the hardened nipple, I reach for the other breast with my other hand to gently squeeze that nipple. I alternate between both breasts, while ”S’ continues to ride me. I sense that “S” in starting to tire, so I have her roll to the side and to position herself on her knees. I kneel behind enjoying the view of a slightly gaping butthole and the puffy lips of her soaked cunt. Without hesitation I run my fingers between her lips, covering them with her sweet nectar, allowing them enter further on each probing. I slide a couple of fingers in and slowly stroke the front area of her cunt looking for a reaction. It takes less than a minute and she begins to quiver, then follows with an explosion of juices. I remove my fingers and substitute it for my cock and begin to pump her soaking twat, driving it to its depth for several minutes until again she squirts, soaking the rug. My mouth finds its way to lap up the last flow and my tongue is treated to the taste of your delicious climax. While still on her knees, she offers her glistening butthole, questioning, “would you like to fuck me in the arse?” It was a question she need not ask a second time. I smear her juices over the head and around the length of my shaft. “S” reaches back and grabs one of her an arse cheeks, pulling it to the side and I take my cock in hand, guiding it to her opening. She feels the head forcing her sphincter muscles open, and rocks herself backwards to engulf more of my cock. I respond with a thrust of my hips which has my cock now fully buried in her arse. I continue to pump my cock deep in her warm tight arse. I move from a kneeling, “leapfrog” to a squatted “bulldog” position, giving her a deeper fuck from various angles. She begins to buck and wriggle in a silent confirmation that I’m hitting the target. “Oh fuck that feels good, I’m gonna cum, God I’m gonna cum!" I ploughed her passage as deep as possible, then withdrew it from her reddening rose petal. I continue to draw the full length of my cock and drive it back in to her gaping arse, where she clenches down on my cock in an attempt to steady the assault. I withdraw again, this time her ass hole is wide open and her legs tremble as she squirts. The sight brings me to the precipice of release, my cock explodes, pumping semen in her arse crease and waiting butthole. “S” grabs a pack of towelettes from her tote, using a handful to wipe herself clean, before handing the pack to me. We take a few more minutes to lay in the sun and recover before making the drive back into town.

25 April 2025

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"I always think back at that time in that beer garden where you made me cum with those people right behind us", she reminisced. I had caught up with her in an inner city beer garden for lunch. It wasn't a warm day so there weren't too many people around us. We sat on a park bench type of seat facing the back wall of the beer garden. As always when I caught up with her I tried to sit in the most optimal place where I could discreetly get access to her. There were office high rises either side of us. I suspect they could have seen us if they were looking down and knew what they were looking for. "I think about how audacious we were and wonder if anyone was watching us... and secretly wishing someone was.", she reflected. I had taken my jacket off and placed it across our laps knowing I'd want to touch her. I was to her left and I sort of sat on my leg on the bench so I could lean towards her. Leaning to my right to face her for easy access. We didn't get to catch up as often as we liked and when we did I always found it hard not to touch her. I immediately ran my left hand under my jacket and touched her knee and slowly ran my hand upwards higher along her leg and under her dress. I felt her tremble a little at my touch and for the anticipation of what she knew what was to come. As we chatted I discreetly ran my hand lower between her thighs. Instinctively she parted her legs a little as my hands reached between her thighs because she knew my intentions. I started running my fingers on her cunt through her panties. I could feel her the outline of her wet cunt through her panties. I ran my thumb between her cunt lips as best I could up and down occasionally rubbing her clit through her panties. We did our best to remain composed but we were both so aroused we almost didn't notice the group of people that had sat on the table and chairs right behind us. We were separated by a small thin low planter box between our outdoor benches. There was no more than 30 cm between us and the people sitting with their backs to us. I kept touching her as we made conversation. As always we spoke a lot about sex. We spoke about past sexual experiences with each other, experiences we'd had with others and things we wanted to do in future. This sort of talk always got us both aroused and turned on. We kept the tone of our conversation as normal as possible and we weren't whispering. I am sure if the people behind us listened intently enough they could have heard it all. Maybe they did, but I suspect they were caught up in their own conversations to notice. Her panties were absolutely soaked through as she squirmed at the feel of my fingers on her. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, and I pulled her panties to the side and started touching her cunt and clit as she parted her thighs a little wider to give me more access, while she bit her lip trying to remain composed. She was so deliciously wet that it made it easy for me to slide a finger into her soaking wet cunt while I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I fingered her slowly while we continued to make conversation. Occasionally as my fingers touched her in just the right way she'd stop talking, close her eyes and bite her lip a little restraining herself from moaning out too loudly. I wonder if the people behind us knew that the woman behind them was being fingered to an orgasm. They were so close to us I wondered if they could taste the sweet scent of her cunt in the air like I could. "When I see or hear of people getting caught in public having sex it takes me back because if given the chance i would have quite happily been fucked and fucked you back right there and then with anyone around. I just didn't care.", she told me afterwards. I continued fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit and I could feel she was getting close. She'd cum for me so many times in the past I knew the signs of her getting close. I also knew she could get very, very loud when she came and lost control. I put my right arm over her shoulder and discreetly grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair. With any hint of her losing control and moaning too loud just a little I would grip her hair tighter and pull her head back just a little. Reigning in and controlling her building orgasm. I kept fucking her soaked wet cunt with my fingers trying to push inside her deeper while trying to keep my jacket still draped over my hand between her legs. I could feel her clit engorged against my thumb as I fucked her. Her eyes were closed, she bit her lip, her breathing more laboured. I could feel her hips bucking upwards slightly pushing her pussy up to meet my fingers. I knew she was so very close to the point of no return. I made some meaningless small talk to her to maintain the facade to the people behind us. She held her breath and bit her lip once more as she let go and started to cum hard for me. I could feel her body shaking and some guttural moans about to escape from her sexy mouth so I pulled on her hair extra tight to bring her back into line and to clamp the volume of her orgasm. She kept cumming over my fingers letting out her breath slowly as she descended from the peak of her climax. She finally finished cumming with her eyes still closed. I am not sure if the people behind us knew what was going on or not. Their conversation continued like they hadn't but who knows? I slowly pulled my hand out from between her legs and discreetly licked my fingers tasting her cunt before kissing her on the mouth so she could taste a little of herself. We both went back to our conversation like nothing had happened. "That's probably the naughtiest thing I have ever done in daylight hours in public." It was so very sexy to make her cum in public like that with people literally right behind us. But I think she's forgotten about the time I made her cum during the day at the local Botanical gardens. Story for another day.

18 April 2025

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The couple messaged me first with a wink and then after a wink had been returned a message saying that they loved my profile and had always wanted to be watched whilst having sex. If I could take some photographs that would be a bonus. They offered to host at their house and after an initial meet and greet, I was told to wait in the lounge with the husband. After five minutes we were called in to see the wife kneeling on the bed on all fours - splayed out in sheer black stockings, glossy black high heels and a very tight bustier. Her amazingly full, voluptuous and rounded tits hung and swung invitingly. 'Well?' she asked with a wry smile. 'Fuck yes,' was all I could say as I cupped her tits from behind, grinding her with my instant hard on. I couldn't take my clothes off fast enough as could the husband who started licking his wife from behind. 'Watch and wank,' he said. She groaned with pleasure as her husband buried his face in her. 'In font of me so I can see,' she said. 'Take some pictures as well.' I quickly took some pictures of her groaning in pleasure, her husband licking her out and then guiding his eight inch cock into her. 'Wank,' she screamed. 'Let me see you wank, wank that thick monster cock.' I honestly thought I was going to cum there and then but I held back. The husband flipped her over and straddled her on top. 'Take some pics,' he said 'hurry up I'm not going to last long. I zapped off a few more pics before his wife started to scream 'wank', again. 'Wank that big fucker all over me... cum on my tits. Spray my tits.' The husband had increased his pace , her tits jiggled and swayed in rhythm. He sped up, his muscles tightening. 'I'm going to cum,' he said. 'So am I,' she replied.' Spray me... spray my tits.' As she groaned those words he came with a loud yell of release, she came with a softer groan and eye roll, and I shot three massive loads of hot creamy cum over her bouncing tits. She rubbed it in licked her hands dry and then I unexpectedly came again with a second cum load. I gave back her phone that I'd taken the pictures on, dressed and left. I got home and came again whilst showering. They came again after a second passionate session after I left. They messaged to say it was their hardest deepest cum ever after being watched and wanked too. I messaged back saying mine was equally deep having been so turned on watching them. Watching and being watched often produces the biggest climaxes... if you've not tried it you should.

10 March 2025

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Sunnyside beach on the Mornington Peninsula is a “clothing optional” beach, where people can go and relax on the sand or in the water sans clothing, for the sort of freedom you just don’t get with togs on. I discovered it about six or seven years ago and head down whenever I can. The nudist community band around the ideas of inclusion and judgement-free getting back to nature. They frown on acts of a sexual nature as they are fighting to keep the beach clothing-optional against a greedy local council and plenty of big money developers in the area. So I really hope none of them read this… For sure, my main interest in the beach is the nude element. I love being able to just head down without worrying about whether I have packed swimmers. I’ve even headed down there after work in a suit, walking along the rocks in boxers and black shoes before ditching the lot and diving into the water. But I’m also interested in sex, and, once the sun heads for the shoreline, couples start to play. There’s an etiquette to watching other couples play. Those who want to enjoy each other without an audience head to their tents or out into the water. Others try to be surreptitious, spooning on their towels with slight rocking movements indicating that he’s inside her. Leave those people alone. They’re not looking for an audience. They just want to fuck in nature, and god bless them. Others want an audience. For example, one day I’m walking in the shallows and pass a couple sitting at the waterline. “Nice in.” “Absolutely glorious. You live locally?” And as we’re chatting, he’s stroking her belly with one hand, sliding a hand up to tweak a nipple or down into the water to gently rub between her spread legs. Water droplets bead on her breasts and belly, renewed each time he lifts his hand from the water to wet her skin anew. The cold water on her nipples has them jutting out, with those gorgeous little goose pimples on the aureolae that feel so good on your tongue. She has his rock-hard cock in her hand, running her thumb in circles around the head as it pokes above the water like a horny periscope. He’s grinning openly at me while we talk and she is watching my cock harden as it points straight at her. There’s no invitation to join in and I guess I could have taken another step forward to see what would happen but I’m enjoying the view. “Feel free to say hi again on your way back,” she says, as she rolls over onto her belly and up onto her knees, bending down to give me a delicious view of her ass and pussy and also to give her man a quick kiss on the tip of his cock. “I need to lie in the sun.” “And dry off?” I asked. She looked over her shoulder at me. “And get wetter.” Sunnyside is ostensibly broken into three sections. From the carpark, the first section is for the naturists and newbies. The people who run the Facebook page are there most days and a large group of people who all know each other. Families hit that section sometimes and couples who haven’t been before and just want to try it out. The middle section has been nicknamed “The Swingers Section” and it is here that groups and pairs of fit and horny couples of all ages congregate. During the day they drink and tan and play music and hang out. And once the sun goes down things get steamy. The far section, past the old boat ramp, is mainly populated by men, young and old, mostly fit, often rock hard as they lie in the sun and chat with their friends and occasionally disappear into the rocks at the end of the beach. Me, I start in the first section, get my gear off, head for the water, float for a bit, swim for a bit, have a look for the banjo shark and say hello to the puffer fish and just enjoy the feeling of the water on my nakedness. Once I’ve lowered my body temperature and tugged myself free of that state of shrinkage that comes from a penis being exposed to cold water, I head down to the middle section to find a spare bit of beach and read for awhile while I warm up and watch the world around me. One day I sat there, just watching the sun reflecting orange on the waves, and the silhouette of naked people ringed with orange evening fire. A man and woman jogged up towards me from the water, the woman shaking water from her dark ringlets and the man’s cock bouncing with each step. They fell onto towels, laughing, about a metre away from me and I realised I’d set up too close. “Shit, sorry guys. I can move if you want.” “No, stay. You look comfortable.” They looked comfortable as well. He had a hand towel and was rubbing her back, swatting at her ass to remove particles of sand. “That’s enough!” she giggled. “Just moisturise me already!” She looked over at me. “You need to watch him and make sure he doesn’t miss a spot.” That was enough permission for me. I rolled onto my side and raised onto one elbow for a good view as he straddled her legs and leaned forward to pull out a squeeze bottle of moisturiser. He squeezed a dollop into his hand and dropped the bottle onto the towel. Rubbing his hands together, he started spreading the cream over her back, inching forward on his knees to reach her shoulders. His straining cock slid between her ass cheeks and nestled there. A drop of precum glistened on the tip, threatening to drop onto her back with every twitch. He covered her shoulders and upper back with expert strokes, rubbing the cream into her skin. His hands slid down her sides, stroking the sides of her breasts before returning to her back. With each upward stroke of his hands, he moved forward slightly and his cock slid along the crease of her buttocks. By this time I was also hard. The woman lay with her face towards me, eyes closed in bliss and a big smile on her face. The guy grabbed the bottle again and squirted another glob of cream onto his hands. The smell was tropical with hints of guava and coconut and lime and it just made me more excited. I dunno, something to do with a childhood of smelling Le Tan coconut oil on barely covered bodies during summer vacation? This time his hands slid over her lower back and up onto the curve of her ass. Her skin looked radiant, slightly gleaming with fresh cream and brown from the sun. His hands stroked each cheek, pulling them apart with his thumbs as he massaged cream into them. Each time, his cock would slide back and press deeper into the crease, and then the head would pop back out the top, slick with cream and his own excitement. The woman opened one eye and caught my gaze. Then her glance dipped down to my throbbing cock. It twitched, excited to be acknowledged. Her smile widened. She reached out a hand and beckoned me closer. I looked up at the guy and he gave a brief nod, still working that butt. I slid sideways off my towel and onto the sand, moving close enough for her to reach out and grasp me. She gave a low murmur of appreciation and explored me with her hand, her eyes now closed again. “Has he missed a spot?” “He’s been very thorough,” I said. “Although a sundried rosebud seems like an unpleasant experience, so maybe one more globule there?” She gave me a little tug. “Good idea.” The guy got the bottle one more time and this time squeezed the blob directly between her cheeks. I held out a hand as well, nodding down at his girlfriend’s hand on my cock. He gave me a squirt too and I applied it to my cockhead, where she could find it and spread it around. She coated the palm of her hand and her fingers and started to work the cream into my cock, sliding up and down, stroking the ridges of my cockhead with the end of her thumb, sliding down to cup my balls. Meanwhile, he was using his cock to massage between her cheeks, holding them apart with his hands and coating her anus with moisturiser, using the head of his cock to rub it in. He slid back and forward, pressing a little against her button each time. She slid her hand up and down my cock with the same rhythm he was using and I could imagine taking his place. “I think you’re moisturised,” the guy said, still stroking between her cheeks. He had a wonderful Spanish accent to match his dark features. The woman, still with her eyes closed, still stroking me with a slow, measured movement, opened her mouth. “Only on the outside.” I almost came in my hand, it was such a perfect come on. He got the idea immediately and on his next pass back and forward, his knob end caught on the knot of her anus and stopped. He rubbed a bit more cream around the entrance and on the end of his cock and I moved a little closer to watch as his cockhead pressed forward with a small, impassioned grunt from the guy and a tiny slurp as the knot tightened around the end of his cock. He left it there a moment, his cock twitching and her muscles contracting visibly around him. Then he slowly pressed in and his shaft disappeared inside her, inch by fabulous inch. His hips rocked sensuously as he let them do most of the work, not being too obvious about ass fucking his girlfriend on a public, if nude, beach. Even so, I started to notice out of the corner of my eye the slow approach of the perves. Some stayed in the water, some stood in the distance off to the side. All had their cocks in their hands, watching keenly or surreptitiously. Dudes, you’re not fooling anyone. She moaned as he filled her over and over again. I moaned from the regular attention of her hand as she picked up the pace as her excitement increased. She was wriggling beneath him and he was holding her hips as he rocked in and out of her, sometimes drawing all the way out so that I could see her gaping for him before he slid smoothly back in. Even in the heat of the evening, there was a soaking patch on the towel beneath her. She started to breathe in short, shallow gasps and her hand was now stroking me furiously. And then her back locked up and she let out a little squeal and he filled her up to his balls and his belly was convulsing and she squeezed me hard and I shot a stream of cum across her back. We stayed frozen like that for a few moments. Her squeezing me like a stress ball as cum dribbled over her fingers. Them breathing heavily as he slowly moved inside her, reluctant to leave. And then he leant forward to kiss her neck and pulled out and she lay there, cum seeping from her still contracting anus. And he lay down beside her, arm draped over her back. And she let me go and thanked me for being so vigilant. And they went to sleep and I guess I did too as when I opened my eyes again it was almost full dark, the couple were gone, and my bookmark had a phone number written on it. I usually head down to the beach alone – it’s an unusual lifestyle and my friends are pretty straightlaced for the most part. But I convinced Laurel, one of my oldest female friends that a trip to the beach might be a good idea. We had already spent a lot of time naked together so that bit wasn’t new. But we’d never played in public, so this seemed like a good place to start. Yes, I’m sorry Sunnyside nudists. Absolutely destroying the reputation of the place. We got down in the evening. I love the beach at that time. The light quality is different and the sun doesn’t burn my Irish-ancestry skin. I set up a beach shelter for later and stripped off in a second. Laurel watched me and I grinned, motioning towards her clothing. “Yeah ok,” she said. The t-shirt came off first, tentatively. She was at least as pale as me, but it looked so much better on her. Her breasts were large and pressed against her bra, desperate to see the last rays of sunshine. “You want a hand?” I asked. “I’m good,” she replied and reached back to let the girls loose. I was in awe, as always of her breasts and the gorgeous round nipples that protruded from them. “All the way?” she asked, thumbs in her skirt waist band. I nodded and she slid the skirt down along with her panties and stood before the world and the wide blue ocean, pale and naked and lovely. “You ok?” I asked. She looked around at the still-busy beach. Nobody was watching. People were going about their business. It’s a hard job being naked. My own job was getting hard at the sight of her. “Yup. To the water?” “To the water.” Melbourne beaches always have that bit of a chill to them in the water and I watched as Laurel stepped into the water with a small squeal. I ran past, knowing if I took it slow she would splash me. That allowed me to turn and watch as she slowly walked in. When her breasts reached the water, her nipples stood up straight and her flesh goose-bumped. She gave one final shriek and then, steeling herself, plunged under the water. She came up gasping and dashed towards me, wrapping herself around me and shivering. I rubbed her arms and back and held her close until the water around us was closer to our internal temps. With her legs wrapped around me, my cock nestled perfectly against her ass. When she’d warmed up, she broke away from me and paddled backwards to float on the surface, her breasts floating and her long black hair spread out around her head like a halo. Between her legs was a V of dark hair, now poking up and glittering with drops of water. I swam up next to her and stood to hold her up. One hand was on her upper back, one was on her butt. I leant down and licked salt water from her belly and then from each nipple. My lower hand slid between her legs as I held her afloat. I rubbed at her slit, not obvious to anyone looking but very obvious to her. She moaned and then rolled off my hands, breast stroking back closer to shore. I caught her when we could both kneel in the water and slid in behind her. We just sat there and chatted. We were joined by an older guy with a big white beard. He looked like Santa if Santa’s sack hung from between his legs instead of over his shoulder. We talked to him for a bit about random stuff. All the while my cock nestled between Laurel’s thighs, rubbing gently against her pussy and clit as the lapping waves shoved me backwards and forwards. I don’t know if Santa knew this but he was definitely enjoying the sight of Laurel’s breasts floating on the surface of the water. He wanted to put her on his Naughty list and give her more than just coal in her stocking. I mean, who could blame him? He only comes once a year. When he’d moved on, Laurel leaned back into me and said “I’m getting super hot with all this rubbing. Did you want to go to the tent?” Does the pope shit in the woods? We headed up the beach to my beach shelter. It was open-fronted, so I dragged it around so that it faced away from the water. I don’t mind people watching, but for Laurel, I just wanted that little bit of privacy. She grabbed my cock and pulled me down into the shelter. Lying on her side, she pulled me into her mouth and started sucking me hard, pulling me into her mouth before releasing me and going again. It was intense but delicious. I reached down and tweaked her nipples before cupping a breast in my hand and squeezing. I reached lower and she opened her legs so that I could slip my hand between them and feel her wetness. I loved Laurel’s tightness. She squeezed my fingers as I entered her and started rubbing the upper wall of her pussy. That’s when I noticed that there was a guy with a tent set up just behind us. He’d been there all along but we hadn’t noticed in our eagerness. He was a younger guy with a huge black beard but no body hair. His expression was just now changing from surprise to arousal as this unexpected sex show showed up just in front of him. I grinned at him. He nodded appreciatively. I slipped out of Laurel’s pussy and started to rub her anus. She gave an immediate moan. She loves that feeling and doubled down on my cock with her lips. I pressed my pointer into her anus and my middle finger into her pussy. I rubbed the two fingers together with only a soft wall between them. She moaned into my cock. The guy in the other tent was stroking himself now. I ran my hand through Laurel’s hair. “We have an audience,” I said in a low voice. Her mouth came off my cock with a sudden pop and she looked up at me. I motioned with my head behind her and she looked over with some difficulty to see the guy stroking himself. I was still fingering her and he would have a perfect view of my fingers sliding in and out of her. Laurel looked back at me and I raised an eyebrow. She gave a little shrug and leaned forward to take me in her mouth again. Between the feel of her on my cock and my fingers, and the view of the guy stroking himself at the sight of her, I was going to blow if things went on. I pulled back and kneeled closer. “I want to be inside you,” I said. She nodded and rolled onto her hands and knees, turning to face away from me and giving me the perfect view. I shuffled closer and placed my cock against her entrance. I slid it up and down, rubbing her clit with the head before sliding in up to my belly. I grabbed her hips and fucked her, revelling in her tightness. She thrust back against me, all the time watching the guy in front of us. “Do you. Uh, Like the show?” she asked him. He nodded, panting as he jerked on his cock, riding up his belly under his hand. “Did you want to come closer?” I didn’t expect this from her, but was happy to see him jump up and kneel down in front of us. Still stroking, but now he was only centimetres from Laurel’s face. She reached out and twanged his cock, to see it bounce. And then yanked him forward and into her mouth with a little yelp from him as he was almost pulled off balance. Filled from both ends, Laurel moaned as I fucked her from behind and the bearded guy fucked her face. One hand still on her hip I reached down and pressed my thumb against her pucker, prompting her to squirm and groan with her mouth full. She was gasping around his cock and pushing hard against me and I was feeling her tight pussy grab me and pull me in while I thumbed her anus and tried hard not to cum. But she was close and when she reached under and hit the bearded guy with an invading finger he moaned out loud and pulled out, spraying her face and chest with cum. She convulsed around me and I let loose, pulling out and covering her back with ropes of white. She fell forward, still twitching, onto the other guy’s lap and now she was covered in sand and cum and sweat. She laughed onto his knee. “Well, that was a new experience.” She added him on Kik without finding out his actual name and the two of us headed back into the water to wash off. The sun was down, but we stayed in the water until full dark, playing and floating. And I haven’t even started on my visits down to the far end of the beach.

13 January 2025

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It started as a compliment on a pg photo - I said what I'd love to do with her labia that were so prominent in the photo - I was way out of her league and age range but sometimes its all in the language and something must've struck a chord - we began a conversation... a week later on a Sunday afternoon I was invited to an address with strict instructions - walk down the driveway and enter through a screen door which will be open for you - undress on entering and find me in the bedroom - admittedly I was nervous... I mean what if this were a guy or guys... but natural sex drive took over and I ventured forth - it was a very pleasant surprise - this gorgeous naked body stretched out on top of the bed - a blindfold was the only item of clothing... as instructed I knelt at the foot of the bed and reached for her sex - I spent the next 30 minutes giving my all with my mouth and tongue, gasping for breath rubbing my face into her glorious smooth pussy while she eventually writhed moaned and cried out as she orgasmed - her taut tummy muscles were a joy to watch as they tensed, relaxed, spasmed and contorted in her ecstasy which inspired me to greater and more inventive use of my tongue, nose and face, I signed my signature over and over in her prominent clit and on request inserted 2 fingers all the way and with some inventive narration "She was being fucked by a huge hungry cock", back to the cunnilingus where she writhed in ecstasy all over again... I sensed eventually that the limit had been reached and as instructed I dressed - and left quietly... only after being inventive and leaving a deposit on her left foot - which I promptly cleaned up... I was lucky - feet are not her thing and she told me later that I had almost gotten a kick for my pleasure... I drove home with a smile on my face and a chuckle in my throat - never before had such a thing happened - later that night a message thanking me for all of 4 orgasms... a week later a similar invitation and experience - eventually not once in 20 visits did I see her face, times were sporadic to suit her needs, luckily for my being retired I was able to meet short notices and differing times. We hardly spoke, some details in messages and almost a conversation but always excitement and eagerness on both parts - I felt needed by a beautiful woman... what joy! Sadly and almost inevitably I got a message that she was moving on in her life... a chance of a permanent relationship - sad but happy for this wonderful personality, she let me down gently and I will remember her forever - go gently my precious... and when I am wrapped in a blanket in a Nursing home I will remember that beautiful flat taut tummy, the muscles contorting with her climax and her sweet taste - the nurses will wonder what old man Zam is smiling about - Bless you my lovely and thank you!

3 January 2025

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They say that the one who ends the year having sex, will fuck more often the following year. 😄 December 31, 2024, was a great end of the year. One day when I was browsing this social network, I found a profile for a couple that I found interesting, Mr. S, he is 41 years old, and Mrs. KT, she is 46 years old, and they were looking for someone of 40 years or more, and although they were looking for people over 40, and I am 31 years old, I wrote to them and told them that their fantasy seemed interesting to me and that I would love to contribute to them fulfil it. The fantasy consisted of the man sitting and enjoying watching how someone else made love to his wife. They told me that I seemed very young to them, that she felt very nervous about carrying out the fantasy, and even more so because she felt that I was too young for her, but I told them that I was willing, that it was her decision whether we continued or not. Then they asked me for some photos, and they sent me some photos too. We all consider that at least by photos we liked each other, so we decided to set a date for the meeting. They told me that they would be visiting SA for a few days and that the afternoon of December 31 would be a good time to meet. The days before the meeting, they wrote to me several times to ask me if I really wanted to continue with the plan, and that they felt very nervous about what we were about to do, I tried to give them confidence and tell them that I was sure I wanted to move on, while I imagined myself without saying it, my mouth in those big breasts that she has🤤. On December 31, I arrived at the bar of the hotel where they were staying, they were already waiting for me at one of the tables, I greeted them, and I could notice that he was relaxed, but she couldn’t even look me in the eyes, she was very nervous about what was about to happen, we talked for a while, and little by little she felt more comfortable. The time came, her husband asked her if she was willing to continue with that new experience or stop. That was part of the agreement we made previously, no one was obliged to continue if we didn’t want, any of the three people could stop and the others would respect that decision. She confessed that she was very nervous and that her hands were shaking, her husband tried to reassure her and remind her that if she wanted to stop, we would stop. At that moment she looked me in the eyes again, and held her gaze for a moment, I think she could understand that I was there to have a good time and that my intention was that she would have a good time too. She told her husband that it was fine, that she would go to the room to get ready. Mr. S and I stayed a little longer in the bar, talking a little, after a moment he told me that it was time to go up to their room. I could notice how nervous he was too, because when after trying to open the door of the room with the electronic card twice, he said laughing that he was trying to open another room that was not his, and that we should take the elevator again. That was very funny. Once in the room, it was very nice, it had dim light and smelled deliciously of women’s perfume. The husband passed first, I stayed at the entrance waiting for his signal to continue, I could hear that she told him again that she felt very nervous and that he was still shaking, they talked in whispers for several minutes, until he signalled me to come closer. That’s what I did, I arrived with the two of them, and she was wearing sexy lingerie, her eyes, her lips and her face are beautiful. I could notice how nervous she was, and in reality her hands were shaking, besides again she couldn’t hold her gaze with mine. Mr. S turned away from his wife and me, and now it was just Mrs. KT and me next to each other, I hadn’t touched her yet, but now she was in front of me, waiting patiently. To start I took her face, lifted it and we stared at each other for a few seconds, then slowly I approached her face, I wanted to kiss her on the cheek, but I noticed that she thought I would kiss her lips. Then I caress her hands slowly and gently, then I caress her arms in the same way. Then I approached her lips to kiss her, in the same way I took the time to kiss her with affection, slowly and biting her lips, little by little I was feeling how she gained confidence. Later I turned Mrs. KT back to me, and she was facing her husband, and I began to caress her and kiss her body, while she remained standing. I kissed her neck, and I heard how she moaned, I could see that she was getting more and more excited. Then I turned her back to me, and asked her if she wanted me to stop, while I looked into her eyes, and she asked me to continue. I asked Mrs. KT to help me take off my shirt, and so she did, at the same time that she took the opportunity to touch my erect penis, even inside my pants. I took off the top of her lingerie, I wanted to taste those big tits. I started caressing her breasts, around her nipples, and I heard how she moaned softly, a clear sign that she loved what she was feeling. Then I pushed her to the bed because I wanted her to be more comfortable while sucking the nipples, that’s how I did, when I was enjoying licking her nipples she could no longer stay silent and so all kinds of sounds of pleasure, clearly one of her erogenous zones were her beautiful tits. Then she got up, and took me by the belt, giving me clear signs of her intentions, I let her remove my pants, and at that moment it was she who pushed me to the bed, she began to give me oral sex like a professional, clearly her experience had given her that ability to give a spectacular oral sex. After a moment, we changed places, it was my turn to give to Mrs. KT oral sex. I started kissing her legs, thighs, caressing them with my face, my tongue and breathing gently on her vagina, at that moment she was very sensitive to any small stimulus, it was very exciting to hear her moan and breathe. I kept playing around her vagina, with my nose, my lips, my tongue, giving her kisses and caressing her. When I reached her clitoris, I heard a ‘fuck’ clear sign that she had been waiting for me to get there. I began to lick that small area, it was a game between my lips, my tongue and her clitoris, I kept playing with more and more intensity, and her breathing was more and more agitated, I could notice that sometimes she turned her face to see her husband. After a moment her first orgasm would arrive, the sounds he made were music to my ears. After the first orgasm, I lowered the intensity with which I was stimulating her clitoris, but I kept playing with it for a couple of minutes, 😄 to later stimulate her clitoris intensely again, it was spectacular because almost instantly she had her second orgasm 🔥. The next thing I did was go to her mouth to kiss her. I asked her for a moment to put a condom on me, while she was lying in bed. Her husband immediately approached her and began to kiss her passionately, I just smiled thinking that with that mouth his wife had just given me oral sex. Then I returned to them, and he stepped aside again. I stood in front of Mr. KT and waited for her reaction, she took me by the penis and kissed me. We lay down on the bed, I on her, we both caressed each other. After a moment, she opened her legs giving me the signal, she herself took my penis and began to caress her vagina, I allowed her to play as she wanted, I love to imagine myself as a kind of sex toy. In an instant we stared at each other and I took her face and penetrated her, her face and the way she moan when she felt that I was inside her was spectacular. I began to penetrate her again and again slowly but constantly, and I increased the intensity while I continued to penetrate her, suddenly she began to say, fuck, fuck, fuck and I couldn’t stop, when I heard that I got more and more excited. When she reached her third orgasm, I was very happy for how the whole situation had evolved, and well, I also felt that my orgasm was very close. I enjoyed my orgasm in a very intense way, I was in my first experience with a married couple, and fucking someone else’s wife while he was just watching. 😈

2 January 2025

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This situation happened during a pool party, which my girlfriend’s friends had organised to celebrate the birthday of one of the girls in the group. Each of the guests brought something to share and also alcohol. The party started early, around four in the afternoon. However, after several hours of enjoying with friends and drinking, a rather fun situation came up, in the pool we started playing games, since we were a little drunk, the idea was just to have fun. It usually happens to me that when I’m a little drunk I get horny, and while we played between men and women in that pool, I took some advantage and subtly groped the girls, which didn’t bother them at all. After a while, we got tired and met to talk again, I was still inside the pool, and one of the girls, specifically one of my girlfriend’s best friends, approached me, and stayed very close. As I was already a little drunk, I subtly decided to touch her underwater to see what was happening, if she was upset I would apologise saying that it was an accident, but it turns out that as I touched her with greater intention of groping her, I realised that she allowed me, I realized that it was what she wanted. The pool lights were off, and my girlfriend was outside the pool a few metres from me talking to other friends. I still don’t understand how, but my girlfriend’s best friend and I, were surrounded by friends talking to each other, and that night, under the water I found a way to use my hands to masturbate her. It was such an exciting situation, that on a couple of occasions that stopped at the possibility that someone else would realise, my girlfriend’s best friends surrounded me with her thighs to join our pelvis, and move subtly. I still can’t explain that experience, given the friendship between my girlfriend and her best friend, and the risk we were taking, it was something very unexpected and exciting. However, after that night nothing else happened between us and she continued to maintain her friendship with my girlfriend.

31 December 2024

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It began as just another evening out, the soft hum of music weaving through the lounge, wrapping around me like silk. The dim lighting flickered against the glass in my hand, but nothing caught my attention more than the figure sitting across the room. Our eyes locked—intense, curious, and undeniably magnetic. I could feel the heat rising between us long before we exchanged words. With a confident stride, they approached, their voice smooth as honey as we exchanged playful banter. Each touch of their hand against mine felt electric, sending shivers dancing along my skin. The air around us seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken desires. It didn’t take long before we were alone, the door clicking softly behind us. The anticipation hung in the air, making every heartbeat louder. Their fingers traced the edge of my shirt, tugging at it teasingly before peeling it away. Lips met skin, slow at first—deliberate, savoring every second. The feel of their body pressing against mine was intoxicating, the warmth igniting something primal. Soft moans escaped as our bodies intertwined, the bed becoming our canvas for passion. Fingertips explored uncharted territory, mapping out every inch of pleasure. I could feel their breath against my neck, each exhale sending sparks through my veins. Every kiss, every touch grew more urgent until the room was filled with the sound of desire unfolding. The night stretched on, waves of ecstasy crashing over us again and again, pulling us deeper into each other’s arms. In the afterglow, we lay entwined, hearts still racing, skin glistening under the faint light of dawn. The silence between us wasn’t empty—it was filled with satisfaction and the promise of more nights like this.

29 December 2024

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Vicki and I had just arrived at the nude beach and stripped off when I noticed a couple standing in the waist deep water 30 metres from the shore. I decided I would not sleep well if I didn't mention to them that they were in water well known for crocodiles. I walked into the water, stopped halfway between them and the shore and told them there were crocs in the area. They told me they were from Townsville and knew all about crocs. Good enough for me, I headed back to shore to find Vicki talking to a young nude guy. I noticed he was wearing a black ring on his finger. Vicki had also noticed and asked him: “Would you like to play?” We headed up the beach to our towels, Vicki lay down and lubed up her cunt while James put a condom on. Thirty seconds after meeting, James is driving his hard cock in and out of Vicki's wet cunt. They went at it until James came. As soon as he pulled out I put my cock in Vicki's very wet cunt and we fucked until James said he needed to get home to his girlfriend. As he left I could see a guy kneeling in the trees, watching us. I told Vicki we were being watched, so she got on top of me to give the guy a better view as she slid up and down my cock. We took a break and noticed what looked like a massive school of whales heading north. We stood on the shore-line watching them for a while before a young guy came up and started talking to us about the whales. After for a while, I said to him: “We've come here to fuck, would you like to join us?” We took Paul back to our towels and I handed him a condom. I lay beside them massaging Vicki's breasts while Paul gave her wet cunt its third pounding of the afternoon. Eventually, he took a break and it was my turn to slide into Vicki's well-fucked cunt. That was the first time we had gone to a nude beach with the intent to find someone to play with, but it certainly won't be the last.

16 July 2024

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Steam filled the ensuite shower as the hot water stung your naked body. Beads of water drizzled down the glass door rendering it opaque. You couldn’t clearly see out, but you felt my presence. Your rough palm swiped a clear strip to confirm your instinct. Now you were watching me kneeling on the edge of the king sized four poster with the red Lacey g-string pulled to the side and the pink vibrator buzzing on my juicy mound. Teasing myself, pleasuring myself, making my pussy glisten in the morning light filtering through the timber blinds. Your soapy hands were sliding up and down your rock hard cock. You could hear me moan as I arched my back. You could see me squirming and squirting with desire. You were gently rubbing your balls and stroking your shaft, gliding your hand over your knob. You were wanting more though. You couldn’t keep your eyes off me. You urgently turned off the taps, wrapped the towel around you and walked over to my begging wet pussy. You gently ran your fingertips over my hips and felt the silky lace of my new red g-string. You bent down & kissed my arse cheek. You were hard. And I was aching for your impressive cock inside me. Oh god, I moaned, I want you inside me, filling me up. You teased me with your knob sliding up my soaking slit. Fuck me, I moaned, fuck me now I demanded. You pulled the thong across and slid your hard cock inside my tight wet pussy & I moaned. The vibrator was still pulsating on my clit as my pussy was clenching around your cock. You were fucking me slowly and firmly. You were slapping my arse and you thrust your cock into me. The tension was building up for you as my pussy was clenching with each orgasm. You were pumping deeper and faster and gripping my curvy hip . You could feel your balls aching as you were getting close. You reached for the lube in the bedside table and squirted the gel onto my rosebud arse and started fingering my arse, I was writhing with pleasure. Yes I was screaming, yes god yes… You knew I wanted more. You pulled your cock out of my pussy and gently pushed it into my arse. Oh fuck I screamed. Yes, oh fuck yes… You were moaning as well, Your legs were trembling. You were pumping me slowly, my arse was pushing back into you. You were moaning with every thrust. “Fill me”, I screamed, “fill me“. You pumped your hot creamy load into my arse and you moaned in desire. You held my hips to steady yourself and we both fell to the bed completely satisfied and fulfilled.

25 June 2024

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I walked back through the hotel lobby on the way back to the lifts after being sent to the shops by my wife to grab some things. ‘Level 13’ I heard the receptionist say to another gentleman as I walk past, thinking to myself, that is my floor, it’s a great view. I continue going to the lift and pressed the up button. The guy from reception joined me and we created small talk while we waited. He was in town for work, while I explained that I having a weekend away. His phone dinged and he have a smile while he looked at his phone. I could see him type away on his phone as the lift arrived. I walked into the lift, swiped my card and pressed 13. ‘That’s perfect timing’ the guy said as I knew he was on the same floor as me. While in the lift he was in deep conversation with his phone, constantly dinging with a new messages. Just as we arrived to level 13, I received a message from my wife, ‘can you please bring a bottle of wine up from the bar?’ The guy walked out of the lift, ‘were you not on this level?’ He asked. I said I had to head back down to get some wine for the wife. We both laughed as the lift doors closed. My wife and I had planned a weekend away and planned to spend a lot of it in our room relaxing and having time to ourselves. The thought of being sent for wine made my excited as this meant a night in and some sexy time. I arrived on the ground floor and went to the bar. It was busy, so it took 15 minutes to be served and I turned to complete the trip I recently commenced. I looked at my phone, I didn’t realise I had a message from my wife ‘are you coming back soon?’ With a wink and love heart. I must have been taking too long for my wife. I replied ‘heading back soon’ thinking in my head wha the hurry was, but also wondering what she had planned with wine and the plans of sex. I arrived back to the room and I could hear some sexual noises as I opened the door. The hotel room had a separate bedroom which had a tv in it. I thought my wife had some adult programming on, so I didn’t call or to interrupt her. I started to get hard as I undressed. I was going to surprise my wife with my naked self, just into bed with her and watch whatever she is watching. I was nude as I walked into the bedroom, and there i stopped, my wife was on all fours in doggy style with a guy behind her with his dick deep inside her. She seen me walk in. I walked over to her, gave her a kiss on the lips, and went and sat in the chair facing the bed. I hadn’t noticed, but the guy that was deep in my wife was the guy I had met in the life not even an hour ago. My wife was moaning as he pressed his cock deep into her pussy, his balls slapping against her skin. We had discussed our fantasies of me arriving home to find her fucking another guy or she coming home with a pussy full of cum frequently, which we agreed on as able to do, but we never done anything about it. She obviously had planned something. It was an amazing site to see, my wife being fucked by another guy, her pussy stretched and her moaning with pleasure. ‘Did you want to get in position?’ She asked me. I had discussed that I would love to be laying under her pussy watching a cock penetrate her from underneath while in doggy during our fantasy talks. I hopped up from the chair, once again kissed my wife passionately. I sucked on her nipples while I was sliding down under her. There I come to rest looking up, as a big cock glistening as it slides in and out of my wife. I was bicurious, but this sight looked amazing. The guy was starting to puff and some moaning, my wife was starting to moan more. Then I felt her lips on my cock and her tongue licking up the precum. ‘Hmmmm’ I could hear her say. I noticed the thrusts quickening, I wanted to say slow down as I wanted this to continue. My wife started to say that she was cumming. She started pushing herself back into the cock that couldn’t go any deeper. She let out a little cry while she was cumming. Soon after that the guy also started to groan louder and increasing his thrusts ‘cum in my pussy’ my wife told him. He obliged as he emptied his load on her. The smell of her pussy, sex and now cum was very strong from my position. I watched as my wife and the guy finished and just stayed together, his cock in her, half out, glistening shiny cock that had just fucked my wife. I lifted my head up to get closer. My wife moved forward, releasing the cock from its resting place. I could now see her used pussy, slightly gaped with a fresh load of cum making its way out slowly. She lowered herself towards my face and I ensured her pussy was over my mouth. Her hand moved around to her clit and she rubbed it to another orgasm, ensuring when she came, the semen as pushed out and into my waiting mouth. She then forced her pussy onto my mouth which was met by my tongue. I was eagerly awaiting to eat her cum filled pussy. Once again, we had discussed this fantasy, but never planned or tried anything, only once in 7 years was I fed my cum from her pussy. I continued to lick her gaping hole and her clit trying to force another orgasm, which I succeeded. She came with another cry and rolled off of me so she didn’t collapse onto me. I rolled onto my side and looked for the guy, he was gone. My wife was exhausted. We laid together for a bit then she asked if I was ok with what had happened, I replied that I was. I checked to see if she was ok. She said she couldn’t be better. I asked who the guys was. ‘He was just her for work, I found him online’. I told her that he told me the same thing as I met him In the lift. She told me that he was delayed, so the plan was while I was at the shops he was suppose to arrive, hence the message to get wine. We discussed how it was wonderful to finally live out our fantasy. We have discussed many more fantasies, I wonder if she has plans to make any more come true.

17 June 2024

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I like to go on adventures, get out of the burbs and get lost in nature or absorbed by forests of trees or visit gardens, but mostly I love to reset by getting in the ocean. The thrill of the cold salt water on my skin is as you know one of life’s natural highs. The other kind of high that I really enjoy is being watched or appreciated while in this state… I sometimes undo a button or two while walking and a passer-by will notice… I have publicly passionately kissed my lovers and let them see and do a bit more… I enjoy making love outdoors… But my recent experience was quite memorable… I’ll only give the initial scene as the end can be left up to you… I went to the beach on a sunny day, no underwear under my thin cotton dress. I like “no undie satdy”. (Sundy/ mundy…) and as I was walking in to the waves just with my dress on, I noticed him up at the stairs just leaning on the handrail… I felt that buzz a slight tingle… I lifted the hem of my dress slightly and turned as a wave crashed on my side… I continued to walk out further lifting my dress to just under my butt… then as a wave crashed against me i lifted my dress up and exposed my body from my waist, I turned to see him watching me, the thrill of the cold water on my warm smooth pussy lips and water splashing up onto my butt ohh such joy and pleasure… I let out a slight gasp of joy… I saw him wave at me, oh mmmm so I touched myself and opened my lips slightly and rubbed my clit for him as the next wave crashed against me… felt so amazing, so thrilling, so naughty… I walked back in to get dried, I wrapped myself in my soft towel and the after tingle was amazing… I looked up and he smiled so I let him have one last look… I slipped my dress off with my towel covering most of my body… And then quickly opened my arms for him to see me! So cheeky I know…

12 June 2024

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