My free arm snakes around behind her head, half tangled in her now hanging hair. We are too busy kissing and gasping to notice if it is going to be a problem. My other arm, outstretched and tensed along the side of her bare abdomen, extends to allow my hand to tightly grip the little dimple on her taut hip that makes her moan just a little more intensely, although stifled by her lips being busily pressed against mine. Her lips are unbound only occasionally because I cannot stand another second of allowing her exposed and hard nipples to not be between my lips or playfully biting her abdomen, pleasing her bare skin while I thrust meaningfully into her yearning body; supple and silky-wet. We have been locked in this pleasing moment of frozen time for more than we can stand but we will not stop. Hot, heaving breath - frantic bodies and hands clasped ecstatic wanting. I seek her wrists with my hands, leading them up over her head and behind her neck. Both are pinned and now locked between the fingers of only one hand, freeing my other to explore all that I have access to. It may finally come to rest around her neck, which she might pleasingly outstretch with her chin pointed out, accentuating and sensation of my firm hand, or perhaps it will find the special, pleasure giving spot that makes her cry out with pleasure? No, better still; in a moment I am there with my mouth; frenzied and feverishly working to make her feel the release. Wrapping fists around her ankles or busily attending to her with fingers, my lips not leaving her before she begs for me to stop because the orgasm is now too much and coming in waves, insisting that I do whatever I want to her - just not that; not anymore. It is too much. It is more ecstasy than she can handle. Instructing her to get on all fours, she has barely complied before I am inside her again, meaningfully sliding the length of myself in and out, balling up a handful of her hair in my fist and whispering into her ear how utterly beautiful she has become, lost in her passions. The mood slows and before long she looks at me over her bare shoulder, panting and with determined, wild eyes. She is about to suggest something that has been on her mind since we began, and I cannot wait to hear what it is.. I am going to take my time and give all my gifts - every one of them - one by one.

19 October 2026

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Over the weekend we had an as usual wonderful time at a local Northern NSW nude beach, very secluded, always gorgeous beach… On Saturday morning we arrived early to grab a spit up under the pandanus trees, part shade, part sun and offset back from the beach, we found our spot, got naked and went for a walk, as usual there was plenty of people, most gay men of course, but also about 5 other couples, after some small talk, some sideway nods etc, we decided on some sun at our setup…After a couple of hours we were treated by two lovely men, both having a walk and stopped to say hi, well for me it’s always an easy conversation, for my husband, well he doesn’t say much, so he tends to nod a lot, however this time was very different, he was very engaged with both, perhaps it was and let me be clear, the size of their junk that got him interested, both were incredibly hung but one in particular was about 7” at least soft and easily as thick as my wrist, seriously impressive… moving on and after about 15mins of chat I could clearly see my husband was hard and the chat got a little naughty, however it wasn’t long before our friends decided to move along, I did mention to my husband about theirs sizes and he as quiet red faced, my husband is bi and definitely a receiver, loves big cock as much as I do… Anyway, if anyone can pick the beach, you will know all about the concealed tracks behind the row of pandanus trees, literally 20 mins later, my husband tells me he going for a walk, I’m happy to chill in the sun but as 1/2 hour went by, I decided to go find him, well here’s my amazing surprise, about 100 metres into the bush is an open clearing that we have both played together and with others in before, but this time was different, I came across my husband with our 2 new friends and 4 other young males, my husband was bent over a tree trunk and had one guy fucking his ass whilst sucking another guy, I just stood and watched for nearly 1/2 hour as each guy came in his ass and then the next and then the next, as each pulled out he was gaping and gushing cum, it was the hottest thing I have seen, I literally came myself twice from rubbing my clit, my gorgeous husband took each man’s cock, including the extra hung friend from the beach and each load like a champion, so much so, that I’m wanting to arrange a mass GB for him… As it turned out, we caught up with the two guys again that night and I got to enjoy a very nice DVP, a great weekend 💋

19 October 2026

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Fourteen years! That’s how long I had gone without sex. Fourteen whole years. It sounds almost unbelievable when I say it out loud, but there it was, a huge chunk of my life spent without the touch of another person, without the excitement of being desired, and without that delicious anticipation of wondering what might happen when two people finally found themselves alone together. Somewhere along the way, I had convinced myself that perhaps that part of my life was over. Maybe I had missed my chance. Maybe sex, passion and all those wonderfully distracting feelings belonged to a younger version of me. Then one day, I decided I’d had enough of that nonsense. It was time to get back into the dating world. At first, it was all fairly innocent. A few conversations online, some phone calls, a little flirting here and there. I discovered that I could still enjoy a cheeky comment, that a man’s attention could make me smile at my phone like a teenager, and that the butterflies I thought had long since retired were apparently still very much employed. More importantly, I began to feel something waking up inside me. My confidence returned in little pieces. My curiosity grew, and I found myself thinking about things I hadn’t allowed myself to think about for years. I started to wonder what it would feel like to be touched again, kissed again, and wanted again. Then I met the man who changed everything. I had no idea at the time that he was a professional dom and would eventually introduce me to an entirely different side of myself, or that I would willingly follow him into a world I had been curious about but had never really explored. The world of kink. The Phone Call That Started It All It began with a phone call. His voice wasn’t necessarily the sort that would make me weak at the knees. He didn’t have one of those deep, smooth radio voices that belonged in a late-night advertisement for expensive whisky. But there was something about the way he spoke, the confidence in his words, and the way he seemed to know exactly how to get my attention. It wasn’t just what he said. It was how he said it. He had a way of making a simple instruction feel charged with possibility. He spoke with a quiet authority that caught me off guard, and I found myself listening more intently than I probably should have admitted. Then he told me to touch my breasts. I hesitated for only a moment before following his instructions. My hand moved tentatively at first, as though I were rediscovering something familiar that had somehow become foreign to me. I had spent so many years without another person that even the idea of sharing such an intimate moment over the phone felt strange. But strange didn’t mean unpleasant. Quite the opposite. He encouraged me to take my time, to pay attention to what I was feeling, and to stop thinking so much about what I was supposed to do. That was easier said than done. My mind had a terrible habit of wandering off to analyse everything, even when it would have been far more useful to simply enjoy the moment. His voice brought me back. I found myself smiling at some of his instructions, surprised by how readily I responded to his confidence. There was something exciting about allowing somebody else to take the lead, even in such a small way. I didn’t have to plan the conversation or decide what came next. For once, I could simply listen and experience it. I held my nipples in my fingers, squeezing them hard. My nipples responded immediately and a slow moan left my lips. It reminded me that this is my most erotic zone. As the conversation continued, I became increasingly absorbed in the moment. My embarrassment faded, replaced by curiosity and a growing awareness of just how much I had missed feeling desired. Then came another instruction. Let my tongue roll over y erect, hard, sensitive nipples. I followed it, discovering that I could still surprise myself. I could still be playful. I could still feel that spark of anticipation that makes you forget about the rest of the world for a little while. Who knew? Certainly not the woman who had spent fourteen years believing that part of her life was firmly closed. He encouraged me to move lower, and I reached for my vibrator, laughing softly at myself as I did. There was something wonderfully ridiculous about how quickly an ordinary evening had turned into something I would never have imagined doing a few weeks earlier. And then, just as I was completely caught up in the moment, the call cut out. For a second, I stared at my phone. Seriously? After all that build-up, technology had decided to make an appearance. Apparently, even intimate moments weren’t safe from the usual modern inconveniences. But I was already lost in my own thoughts and feelings, and I continued enjoying my private moment. My phone rang again. Without really thinking, I answered it automatically. What I hadn’t realised was that the call had come through on FaceTime. There are moments in life when your brain simply refuses to cooperate. This was one of them. Suddenly, there he was on my screen, and there I was, caught completely off guard. I honestly couldn’t decide who received the bigger shock. Him, unexpectedly finding himself looking at me in the middle of a very private moment, or me, realising that he could see far more than I had intended him to see. For several seconds, I could barely think. Then the absurdity of the situation began to sink in. Fourteen years without sex, and when I finally started exploring that side of myself again, I managed to turn a phone call into an accidental video encounter. It was hardly the dignified return to dating I might once have imagined. But it was certainly memorable. And, judging by what happened next, it didn’t put him off. Seven Minutes A couple of days later, we arranged to meet at his apartment for dinner. I was excited, nervous and trying very hard to behave as though meeting a man I had already shared such an intimate experience with was a perfectly ordinary thing to do. It wasn’t. There was a different energy between us now. We had already crossed a boundary that most first dates never approached, and I knew there was a mutual curiosity about what might happen when we were finally in the same room. I tried not to overthink it. That, naturally, meant I overthought practically everything. When I arrived, he showed me around his apartment. The city view was beautiful, stretching out beyond the balcony, and I found myself admiring the scenery while trying not to appear too conscious of the man standing beside me. We eventually made our way into his bedroom, where he suggested lying on the bed to enjoy the view from a different angle. I settled down, still taking in the city lights, when he suddenly announced, with unmistakable amusement, that seven minutes had passed. I turned to him, puzzled. “Seven minutes since you got here,” he explained, “and you’re already naked on my bed.” I stared at him for a moment. Then I laughed. There was no denying the truth of it. We had barely begun the evening, and already I had managed to skip several chapters of the traditional dating handbook. But the truth was that I felt comfortable with him. Nervous, certainly, but comfortable too. The anticipation was there, and so was the knowledge that I was doing something I wanted to do. For the first time in fourteen years, I wasn’t wondering whether I would ever experience that kind of closeness again. I was right in the middle of it. And I was ready to enjoy every moment. Rediscovering Touch When he moved closer, the teasing laughter between us gradually softened. He kissed me, and I became acutely aware of how long it had been since I had shared that sort of closeness with another person. There was something almost overwhelming about it, not because I didn’t want it, but because I had forgotten how powerful such a simple thing could feel. A kiss. A touch. The warmth of another body beside mine. I had missed more than sex. I had missed the connection, the anticipation, the feeling of being able to communicate without having to find the perfect words. When he began kissing my breasts, I found myself wanting to tell him what I liked rather than quietly hoping he would guess. “Harder,” I told him. He responded, and a low moan escaped me before I could even think about it. There was no point pretending to be shy about what I wanted. I was a grown woman, and I had spent enough years putting parts of myself aside. If I was going to rediscover this side of my life, I wanted to be honest about what felt good and what I wanted more of. I was surprised by how quickly the nervousness began to disappear. His touch reminded me that intimacy didn’t have to be complicated. It could be playful, exploratory and full of laughter. It could involve speaking up, giving directions and discovering things about yourself that you hadn’t known, or had simply forgotten. I could feel myself relaxing into the experience. For once, I wasn’t worrying about how I looked or whether I was doing everything right. I wasn’t trying to perform some imaginary version of what a woman was supposed to be. I was simply there, enjoying the moment. And that was a wonderful feeling. When his attention moved lower, I realised just how much anticipation had been building between us. I was nervous about how my body would respond after such a long time without sex, but he was patient and attentive, allowing me to settle into the experience rather than rushing ahead. There was a little awkwardness, as there often is when two people are discovering each other. But that only made the experience feel more real. We talked. We laughed. That combination turned out to be far more important than I had expected. Seven Seconds to Heaven Oh how I have missed this. Skin and mouth against each other. I could have exploded just with that. I felt his hand against my clit and exploring my wet, hot pussy. After not having had sex for so long, I was tighter than an unclaimed virgin. He was playing with my clit, one finger in my tight pussy and immediately I was squirting all over his bed. Cumming so hard over and over. I begged him not to stop and he didn’t. He put a finger in my arse and the feeling going down the back of my legs was electrically charged. I couldn’t think, I could only feel. Over and over again I kept cuming. Just went I thought it couldn’t get any better, he got out a wand and placed it against my clit. Holy fucking hell. I came stronger that the previous 5 times. Squirting again before collapsing with exhaustion. I certainly wasn’t prepared for how attentive he would be. He seemed genuinely interested in learning what worked for me, rather than treating the evening as a race to reach a particular destination. Every time I thought I had discovered the limit of what I could comfortably experience, he seemed to find another way to surprise me. I remember laughing and telling myself that his hands could probably solve world peace. It was an outrageous thought, but I am still prepared to stand by it. The man clearly had skills. More than that, he had patience. He paid attention to my reactions and adjusted what he was doing instead of assuming that he knew everything. Before long, I was overwhelmed by sensation and struggling to put my feelings into words. I had forgotten how intense pleasure could be. I had forgotten how completely it could occupy your attention, pushing everything else into the background until there was nothing to think about except the moment itself. I remember asking him not to stop. He didn’t. The experience became increasingly intense, and I found myself reaching a point where thinking seemed almost impossible. There was no room for analysing, worrying or planning what came next. I could only concentrate on what I was feeling and trust myself to communicate when I needed something to change. When the intensity finally eased, I lay there exhausted, astonished and more than a little amused by my own reaction. Fourteen years. Fourteen years of believing that this part of my life might be behind me, and here I was, discovering that my capacity for pleasure and excitement had not disappeared at all. If anything, I was beginning to realise how much there was left to explore. And we weren’t finished discovering things yet. The Wand Just when I thought the evening couldn’t possibly surprise me any further, he introduced another item from his collection. A wand. No wonder they call it magic. The moment it tuned me I let out the loudest moan. He kissed me to muffle the sound and not let it echo through all 10 floors of the building. I was beginning to understand that this was part of what made the experience different. He wasn’t simply introducing new sensations. He was inviting me to discover what I enjoyed, When he began, I quickly discovered that the experience was far more intense than I had anticipated. My reaction took me by surprise. A much stronger orgasm and squirting over his bed. I laughed, gasped and tried to find words to describe what I was feeling, only to discover that words were becoming rather difficult to organise. I had spent so much of my life believing I needed to be in control of everything that it was almost liberating to find myself completely absorbed in the moment. The intensity built, and I reached a point where I could do little more than surrender to the experience while trusting him to pay attention to my responses. When it finally passed, I was utterly exhausted. I sank back against the bed, trying to catch my breath, with a mixture of disbelief and satisfaction that was impossible to hide. I had genuinely not expected my evening to turn out this way. But then, perhaps that was the point. I was discovering that intimacy could be an adventure, that pleasure could take many forms, and that there was no rule saying I had to have everything figured out before I began exploring. For someone who had spent fourteen years away from the world of sex, it was quite an introduction. No Need to Rush One thing worth mentioning is that penetration didn’t happen that night. There was no rush to make it happen, no expectation that we had to follow a particular sequence or reach some predetermined destination. Instead, the evening was about discovering what I enjoyed, becoming comfortable with his touch and allowing me to rediscover my body at my own pace. That mattered to me. After such a long time without sex, I had wondered how I would feel when the moment finally arrived. Would I be nervous? Would I feel awkward? Would I be able to relax? The answer, I discovered, was that I could feel all those things and still enjoy myself. I didn’t have to pretend to be experienced in everything. I didn’t have to hide my questions or act as though I knew exactly what to expect. I could be curious. I could be honest. And I could take my time. There was something reassuring about knowing that the evening didn’t have to end with penetration to be satisfying. We had shared an intimate experience, learned more about each other and opened the door to possibilities that had previously existed only in my imagination. Whatever happened next could happen when we were both ready. For now, that was enough. Dinner Can Wait By this stage, dinner had become little more than a forgotten idea. The evening had taken a very different direction from the one I had imagined when I first arrived at his apartment. Somewhere between the city view, the teasing comments and the discoveries in his bedroom, food had become decidedly unimportant. What mattered now was slowing down. He looked after me, giving me time to recover and making sure I was comfortable. There was a tenderness to that part of the evening that I hadn’t necessarily anticipated, and I appreciated it more than I could easily explain. After all the excitement, it was reassuring to experience that quieter side of intimacy. There was no need to rush away or pretend that nothing significant had happened. We could simply relax, talk and enjoy being together. I began to understand that kink wasn’t just about instructions, anticipation or trying new things. At least for me, it also involved trust, communication, boundaries and the ability to feel safe enough to explore. The attention he gave me afterwards was every bit as important as the excitement that had come before it. I had arrived at his apartment as a woman who was curious about rediscovering sex after fourteen years. I left the evening with a great deal more to think about. And a rather different understanding of what I might enjoy. When I look back on that evening, I still find myself smiling. It wasn’t simply about the physical sensations or the novelty of doing something new. It was about discovering that I hadn’t lost that part of myself. It had been waiting quietly in the background, perhaps a little neglected, but certainly not gone. I could still flirt. I could still laugh at myself. I could still feel nervous anticipation and enjoy being desired. And apparently, I could still surprise myself in ways I would never have predicted. That first phone call had opened a door. The accidental FaceTime moment had provided an unforgettable story. The seven-minute comment had given us something to laugh about, and the evening itself had introduced me to a world of possibilities I was only beginning to understand. I had no idea where the journey would lead. I only knew that I was curious, that I wanted to keep exploring, and that fourteen years was quite long enough to spend wondering what I might be missing. My return to sex hadn’t followed the script I might once have imagined. There had been no perfect romantic setting, no carefully rehearsed seduction and certainly no dignified plan. Instead, there had been laughter, nerves, unexpected discoveries and a man who seemed determined to show me that pleasure could be about far more than simply getting from one point to another. And the best part? I was only just getting started. This was right on 12 months ago. Time was needed to prepare me to extend the size of my pussy to be able to have sex. But boy was tethered a lot of fun in getting that done.

18 October 2026

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I went over to a friends place for lunch and to leave my car there for them to use tomorrow for the husband Mike to get to work and as I am retired. I take there cars to be serviced and we were sitting around talking about one thing and another and Mike came straight out and asked me how’s my sex life going Is going I said I can always do with more as the one you don’t have is the one that you can never catch up and Mike said can he asked me something personal and said I see you looking at his wife's boobs and were they a turn me on of course they are I like a big set of boobs what guy doesn’t and would I be interested in having a 3 some with them and before I could answer and say anything Toni got up and started to walk away and then turned around and lifted her dress up to reveal her naked body and the hairy pussy I have ever seen and she came over and said well you can see me naked now it’s my turn to show her what I have who was I to say no to and I stood up and put on a strip show and she grabbed my man hood and said let’s go to the bedroom and I looked around to see Mike underdressing his self and we got to the bedroom and she pushed me down on the bed and started sucking me I had to stop her as I was ready to blow Mike was in the bathroom by this time and was sitting on a bedside chair and had his man hood in his hand and it was huge a good 10 to 12 inches and thick I thought mine was thick but I had nothing on his anyway she said it was my turn to suck on her pussy and nibble on her clit I had never tasted a pussy. That's wasn’t hair less before but she was different and gee she tasted great my tongue was working over time and it didn’t take long before she gave me a taste of her juices and she went down between my legs and started sucking o my man hood and slipped a couple of fingers in my hole and was fucking me like no tomorrow and I had to tell her to stop as I wanted my load to go inside her and she jumped on my man hood and road me like no tomorrow and was facing me and as she had E size boobs I could reach and play with them an suck on her large pointing nipples and she call Mike over and started to give home a blow job and what a site it was and next thing she said fill me with your cum and next thing she said she was coming I and I no sooner felt her juices and I unloaded in side her and then Mike gave her his load we went and had a shower together as there shower is big enough for 4 people and anyway they said when I swap cars over tomorrow would I like to stay for tea I said depends on what tea is if it’s what I just had as main course yes please so hopefully it will but they both said would I like to go away with them next week to there weekend cottage and yes I would love that and she said on one condition and that was she wanted to watch us guys wank each other and if she liked what see seen she would let us play with her

18 October 2026

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I was in my early thirties. Tall and very fit. Long hair and ripped body. Tarzan so to speak. I was moving into a small unit in inner city Sydney and found an ad for a second hand bar fridge not far from my new place. I wrote and organised to pick it up. She was nice over the phone and two blocks away. I arrived and found the tiniest little Asian goddess ever. She asked me if I had someone to help me carry it down the stairs and when I said I’d handle it she was like wow, you are strong. Well as I bend down to pick it up I felt her hand against my backside. I dropped it immediately. I was taken back by her brazen expression. She said are you strong enough to pick me up to which I just bent down and heaved her over my shoulder. She then pointed to her bedroom. Damn. What followed next was hours of exploring her warmth from her ankles to her thighs. She dropped an ambrosia over my lips as I explored her tight sexy body. We indulged in some gymnasts style sex that had me thinking seriously about taking it up as a sport I especially loved her eye contact as she devoured me and smiled. Her tongue flicking and sliding up and down my shaft and then she climbed back on and rode me for a little while again and again It ended with a stream of my hot stickiness against her neck and chin. I cleaned up and pick up the bar fridge and we parted Needless to say I made a few weekly visits to her apartment until she need to fly back home.

18 October 2026

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When we caught up with the couple, I don’t think I realised just how exciting the night was going to become. There was something about being together, the chemistry between us, and the way the atmosphere slowly changed that made the whole experience feel different. Before long, the four of us were sharing a moment that was intimate, exciting and a little outside the ordinary. The girl and I were both giving my husband attention, and I could see just how much he was enjoying himself. Seeing him so relaxed, happy and completely caught up in the moment made the experience even more exciting for me. I am such a giver and knowing my husband was taking it all in made me just so wet. It wasn’t just about what was happening, it was about sharing something so intimate with another woman while being there with my husband. There was a real sense of trust, excitement and spontaneity that made the memory stick with me still to this day it’s like it happened yesterday but was a few years back now. Looking back, it was one of those experiences that was hard to put into words, but definitely not something I forgot in a hurry.

13 October 2026

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“I’ll be there in an hour,” the voice on the phone said. “I want you showered, lying on your bed with a blindfold on and playing with yourself. Leave your front door unlocked, and I’ll call when I park so you know I’m there and you’re ready.” A first for me, and the thought alone had my pussy wet. I went into the bedroom and spread the sex blanket over my bed. Then I got my toys ready, making sure the small table beside the bed had everything laid out and within reach ready to see what he could chose from. The bullet, vibrator, wand, nipple clamps, finger plug, satin gloves, candles, lube, hoods, paddle, tickler and whip. Everything was lined up and ready. After my shower, I slipped into my satin robe and waited, nervous excitement building with every passing minute. Then my phone buzzed. I’m nearly there. Be five minutes. I raced into the bedroom, throwing off my robe, lay back on the bed, slipped on the blindfold and started running the wand over my clit. Immediately my level of wanting this skyrocketed. It wasn’t long before I heard the front door open and close. For a moment, my thoughts ran wild. What if it wasn’t him? What if he’d brought someone else with him? But those thoughts didn’t last long. Soon, I was lost in the sensations, soft moans escaping my lips as familiar feelings began to build deep inside me. I could feel just how wet I was, my moans growing louder as the anticipation took over. I thought I was going to lose myself completely when I felt the gentle touch of his hands caressing my body. Slowly, they moved over my legs, up my arms and across my stomach. His mouth over my breast, taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking hard just how I like it before flicking his tongue over my hard, erect nipples. At that point I nearly came. Sensual touch one of my weaknesses. A quiver ran through me as I waited, every nerve seemingly heightened by the anticipation of what would come next. I felt the bed shift as he repositioned himself beside me. His touch was unhurried, teasing my senses and leaving me eager for more. Without my sight, every other sensation seemed amplified. The sound of his breathing, the warmth of his body, the brush of his hands against my skin and the familiar scent of him all combined to make the experience feel more intense. I was completely immersed in the moment, with no desire for it to end. As the anticipation continued to build, I found myself surrendering to the sensations, allowing myself to enjoy the experience without knowing exactly what he would do next. I could feel how wet I was, the moans becoming louder. A quiver ran through me in anticipation. I felt the bed move as he put in a finger in me and gathering some of that heavenly delight. Then running his finger over my lips I opened my mouth to taste and experience what others had told me tasted great. My tongue raking off every bit of that sweet, sweet nectar. Every sense was enhanced without sight. Breathless sounds, moans, touch and scent. All affecting me in ways I didn’t want to stop. As his finger exited my mouth it was replaced by his throbbing penis. I took in his head running my tongue over his eye tasting his pre cum. Nice but not as sweet as me. As I took more of him my tongue rolled and played with his shaft. Sucking, playing, licking and taking more more of him in. I held his balls rolling them around in my hands, it’s amazing how you don’t need sight, that you just know where to move to. I could feel him getting as excited as I was until he couldn’t wait any longer and started fucking my mouth. First it was slower but soon built to become quicker, deeper and to the point I thought I was going to choke. Then the thrusts, you know the one that pound in you with every explosion cuming from him. And I swallowed it all. He took the wand that was still in my hand beside me, vibrating away. He held it to my clit as my first orgasm erupted. Next it was in me “oh my fucking god, don’t stop” I cried out. That big round head touching all of me. Again that tightening within that has you lifting and grinding your hips. My legs feeling like they were going to collapse as the lifted my hips higher. Next he was in me, my legs over his shoulders. Bringing on my next orgasm. My words and moans becoming one. “Oh god I’m cuming” as I felt him pound in me and at that moment of bliss feeling as if I was that wet that it was a swimming pool. He came after me as i was still having pulsating for the next minutes. When the intensity finally began to settle, I became aware of him lying beside me. He drew me into his arms, holding me close as we caught our breath. Eventually, I reached up and removed the blindfold. I turned towards him, smiled and finally said hello.

12 October 2026

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We met for drinks. This man very much a gentleman. The chemistry instant. The kiss before sitting, electric, Euphoric, legs weakening. Looked me straight in the eye, wow bella. No drink needed. Handed me a key, go, lay naked on yr stomach,the mask on and wait for me. Oh and leave yr stockings and heels on. He enter the room, I felt his breath on my ear. Gentle kisses on my neck, soft bites, slowly kissing down my back, opening my legs kissing around my cunt his tongue playing with my clit. Sucking the juices out of me. Stopping to tell me I'm delicious. He worked his way back up to my neck, kissing, nibbling with more intensity now. He moved off me, smacked my arse and said turn over Bella. Took the mask off. Took hold of my hands and sat me up. In front of my face was a thick, hard veiny cock. I leant forward slightly and ran my tongue along the veins and around the tip before taking it in my mouth, sucking playing with my tongue. He moaned, pulled out and said not yet Bella. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me onto his lap. He lifted me up and slowly entered my dripping wet pussy. He pulled me to him kissing and biting my neck then lips, exploring each other's mouths and tongues, becoming more intense. He grabbed my hair and arched my head back, kissing, biting my neck, roughly now. Pulling my head back towards him, kissing me, now harder, more intense and passionate. I lean into him my hard nipples against his hard chest, running my nails down his back, over his shoulders, down his chest. He does the same to me. He smacks my ass, lifts me off him and tells me to kneel on the bed. He roughly enters me. He pounds into me. Me screaming for him to fuck me hard and let me feel him explode inside me. He pumps hard, holding onto my shoulders. He screams and I feel him explode inside me at the same time as I do, cum gushing from my cunt mixed with his. We collapse on the bed, he pulls me into his arms and we kiss. We woke the next morning, more sex and made plans to meet again. They aren't called Italian stallions for nothing.

12 October 2026

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It started with a cheeky smile across the table. She had that mischievous sparkle in her eyes, the kind that promised an evening neither of us would forget. Dinner turned into laughter, playful teasing and conversations that grew increasingly flirtatious. Every glance lasted a little longer. Every accidental touch felt a little less accidental. She leaned closer and whispered, “Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?” I smiled. “Perhaps you bring out my adventurous side.” After dinner, we wandered through the city, enjoying the cool evening breeze. Her hand brushed against mine, and this time neither of us pulled away. Under the city lights, she stopped, looked into my eyes and smiled. I gently drew her closer, and our first kiss was slow, warm and wonderfully unexpected. “Well,” she whispered, “that was worth waiting for.” The chemistry was undeniable, but neither of us wanted to rush. We found a quiet rooftop lounge, shared another drink and talked about everything from spontaneous adventures to our secret dreams. As midnight approached, she rested her head against my shoulder. “So,” she asked playfully, “what happens next?” I kissed her forehead and replied, “That depends. Are you ready for another adventure?” Her smile gave me my answer. Sometimes the best connections begin without expectations, just attraction, laughter and two people willing to explore life’s possibilities together.

10 October 2026

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While the below is fiction, it is from online play I do with someone in Germany M36. I have an office in your building, and one afternoon I ask you to come upstairs to see me. I watch as you step out of the elevator. “Come in,” I say. He walks into the office, looking slightly surprised. “You wanted to see me?” he asks, unable to hide the pleasure he feels at every opportunity to secretly admire me. I roll my chair to the side of the desk and look at him. The atmosphere between us changes immediately. There is an unmistakable tension in the room, and neither of us needs to say exactly what we’re thinking. I ask him a question in such a quiet voice that he has to come closer. “Sorry, I didn’t quite hear that.” I repeat myself even more quietly. He steps closer, and I reach out, my hand slowly moving over him. I can feel his erection even though I keep my expression deliberately composed. “Take your pants off,” I order. He looks around. The floor is empty, and the lights of the city glow through the glass walls of the office. He hesitates for only a moment before doing as I command. I reach for him and pull him closer, my eyes fixed on his. Then there is a sudden sound outside. I freeze. “Wait.” I hear movement in the hallway and quickly motion for him to get beneath my desk. I move my chair back into position, trying to look completely composed. My accountant. I had completely forgotten about the meeting I had arranged. He walks into the office and sits down. Beneath the desk, you remain perfectly still. I can feel the tension in the room as I try to concentrate on the conversation, pretending that nothing unusual is happening. Then I feel your hand move against my leg. I take a slow breath, trying desperately to remain composed. Your touch becomes more deliberate, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from making a sound as you brush your fingers across my clit A low moan escapes me anyway. The accountant pauses. “Are you okay?” “Yes, oh god yes” I manage to say, although my voice is breathy and not composed.. Beneath the desk, you continue teasing me, and every attempt I make to concentrate becomes harder. My breathing changes. I shift slightly in my chair, trying to hide the effect you’re having on me. You put your mouth on my clit at the same time removing my shoes and stockings. Your mouth stars to lick my foot. I can’t help, I slide to the chairs edge as ecstasy, hits. I can’t help it as I sing out as I orgasm and squirt. Your mouth is quickly there can Ching as much as you can. I glance down briefly, trying to hide my expression, but the look in your eyes tells me you know you’ve succeeded in making me lose my composure. I press my lips together as another involuntary sound escapes me. “Are you sure you’re all right?” the accountant asks. “Oh God, yes,” I breathe, barely managing to keep my voice steady. The tension becomes almost unbearable. Then the accountant finally notices something is wrong. His expression changes as he looks beneath the desk. For a moment, nobody moves. The surprise on his face slowly gives way to a knowing smile. He looks at me. Then at you. Then back at me. I can feel the heat rising in my face, but instead of stopping what is happening, I simply hold his gaze. You remain beneath the desk, completely absorbed in the moment, while I struggle to maintain my composure. The accountant watches quietly, a faint smile still playing across his face. Finally, he stands. Before leaving, he pauses beside the desk. “Keep enjoying yourself,” he whispers. “You’ll be mine another day.” His words send another shiver through me. He straightens and returns to his chair, leaving the secret between the three of us hanging in the air. You remain beneath the desk, and I can feel your presence even after the accountant has turned away. The accountant eventually gathers his things and stands. Before leaving, he pauses beside the desk. “Just remember,” he whispers, “every time I walk into this office, this is the position I’ll remember you in.” Then he walks away. The door closes. For several seconds, neither of us speaks. The office is silent again, except for the distant sounds of the city outside the glass walls. I look down at you. And smile, sliding down onto the floor beside you. I take you in my mouth, my tongue playing with the eye of your throbbing cock, then as I take the rest of you in my mouth, my tongues rolls and play down your shaft, sucking so hard you think I will just suck you all in right down my throat. Your moans are encouraging me to take your balls in my mouth while fingering your arse. I can feel your stomach tightening as you try to hold back, but it is now my turn to taste you. While taking you back in my mouth, I shove my fingers hard into you. And as I thrust harder and faster, I feel you blow into me. You taste so sweet and so much of it that I can’t get enough. You grab my tits, squeezing my nipples and twisting them gently. Your face is back eating my pussy. Sucking on my clit and driving me crazy. My moans are louder and louder. I beg you to fuck me. You put me in doggy position and enter from behind. I moan in satisfaction at feeling you. You start by moving slowly, gently pulling my hair as you start to move quicker and deeper. I’m starting to climb to the heights of sub space. Unable to hear what you’re saying or conscious of what’s happening. I’m on another plane. One of orgasms and bliss, with the feeling of a slight headache that can accompany it sometimes. I collapsed on the ground. Unable to move or think but after a while I can feel your arms around me, holding me while I come back. With both of us sated, I ask you to come to my home. I’ve watched you enough to know that while you loved this afternoon, your real kink is being a bitch and being used and degraded. I stand rolling down my skirt but out of the corner of my eye, I can see you watching the cum drip down my legs. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ We arrive at my home. “Can you give me 5 minutes to prepare?” I ask. You nod your head in anticipation. I tell you to come in at the end of 5 minutes and make your way to my bedroom. Waiting outside in anticipation, lusting to feel my body again as he expects to come in and find me in a sexy outfit ready to pleasure him more. I hear you come in and tell you to follow the trail of candles to my room. You enter my room letting your eyes adjust a smile on your face. But it soon leaves when you see me laying on the bed. You can smell the scent of our cum, but where you were expecting to clean me up with your mouth, my bed is covered in young men. The accountant tasting our juices and turning to smile at you. You watch as their hands all over me groping with excitement. All of them turn laughing at you. There is someone in every hole soon and they look at you to provide the two on you for their pleasure. One grabs you and rips your shirt open, while another removes your pants making sure your cock lands in his mouth as he kneels before you Almost in shock at the shift in the room you automatically begin to suck his big cock deep while you watch as I get my holes stuffed. I in turn watch you gag on his cock and spit all over it. Take it I yell at you after I remove the cock I’m sucking. I notice that the harsh tone in my voice turns you on as you watch me suck it harder, making more of a mess while you join everyone in laughing at me. Knowing my effect on you makes me feel more powerful. I tell the men to tie you to my cross. I yell at you to stop resisting and stand against it still while they tie you to it. I look at you in your bare glory, your cock out strong and proud. I walk over with my crop. I slide it up inbetween your legs slowly. Then you feel a flick just on the tip of your cock. That removed the happy glint in your eyes. I nod and the first man comes over taking your cock in his mouth. The next moves to your left nipple and the third nod sends another to your right nipple.the last man moves over and behind the cross, caressing and then fingering you anally You begin to moan loud - as his finger slides up your ass your knees buckle at the excitement. Watching as I command the room turns you on so much as I see how much you want to please me - taking the stroke of the crop with ease… One tells me “you were right - this is a good bitch to completely destroy and degrade“ he smiles as he spits in your face. The one behind you removes his finger and rams his cock into you. He pumps one and you think he is already cuming but he is pissing into your arse, laughing at you while he does. His massive cock stretches your arse wide open as you scream in pain and pleasure, feeling him fill you up as I laugh more… His cock feels huge. 13 inches in length and 6.5inches around. I put my nipple clamps on you, tightening them as tight as I can. I can see by your face that you don’t know which pain is worse, being impaled by cock or me pulling on the chain attached to your nipple clamps. Your face is marked with a painful expression as you continue to take it - seeing how i enjoy being in total control is what motivates you as the guy behind you starts to thrust his cock up your arse harder and harder … The guy in front of you taking your balls and stretching them. Pulling them down with force Seeing your determination I want to tease you with pleasure and pain to see if they work with each other. I put a vibration cock ring around your cock and balls. I see you enjoy that but the bull behind you slams even further into you at the same time. One of the guy hands me a marker “you should mark him with what he is“ he says. “Lets wreck this dumb fag“ you hear one of them say You cant help but to moan loud. I come over and write bitch on your chest. I yank the chain which send pain running through your nipples. Laughing I see your cock hard. The cock ring still vibrating, I bend and wrap my tits around your cock. Fucking you with them but yelling at you not to come At the same time one grabs the pen and writes „fag“ on your forehead … Another draws an arrow on your cheek to your mouth „cum here. As they finish writing they untie you letting you slide down on top of two of them . One is sitting and his cock slides into you. The other moves with his legs spread apart and also puts his cock in I tell another to clean you u with his mouth. As you feel your arse getting stretched by two cocks at the same time you cant help but moan and scream loud … as my mouth opens, one shoves his cock in deep With you cleaned up, I sit over you taking your cock in me. All of us moving and moaning in pleasure. I demand everyone wait to cum with me. Hands start to roam, thrusts are pumped into you so it feels confusing to you. Is it in or out you wonder until they move in unison. You can’t thrust into me but that’s okay I ride you, clenching my pussy so it pulls you while I rise. You never knew a pussy could tighten and pull so much. Another man is rubbing my clit You moan onto the cock that is gagging you as my pussy slides down your cock again and again, making it hard not to cum… You are in a trance of ecstasy as you feel my true power. I push the man in your mouth away and yell now as I jump up and place my pussy over your mouth as I squirt and cum. You eagerly are drinking it in. The men in you thrust hard and fast as they cum with the man I pushed away sucking your cum into his mouth. You feel like a dumpster for all of it as you get filled and stuffed everywhere. Juices landing all over you without stopping. As we al roll off each other I notice that while you are still in that sub space glow that you are bleeding from your arse. I see the scratches and bites from everyone over you. I tell the men to place you on the bed and go. It’s time for me to give you some aftercare my sweet faggot. I hold you but yell at you for being so weak and letting us use you. Why are you so gutless owning it like a little bitch. You tell me what you are thinking. “Mhhhmmm fuck that is so hot - still feeling cum all over me because i am worthless“ and you press your face between my big tits. Get out I yell. Keep your filthy hands off me. Go have a shower and clean yourself up I yell Instead of obedience you risk it all when you suddenly grab my legs and shove your face back into my pussy, sliding your tongue between my lips, nibbling on my clit. In a moment of clarity you stop and quickly head to the shower only to return dressed like a proper sissy whore… I hand you my wand. I tell you to use it on my clit but demand you do not get excited Dressed in your skirt, stockings, thong and top you place the wand perfectly on my clit I moan louder than earlier. Each movement making me moan louder and louder. I arch up, before yelling out that I’m cuming And as I collapse fully satisfied and exhausted. I tell you to close and lock the door as I’m in my dream like state instead of leaving, you remained inside… watching me lay there as you slide your panties to the side and stroke your cock to the view of me laying there. Go I demand and I roll over. You grab a huge dildo from my shelf. “Are you sure you want me to go” you ask. I yell at you to fuck off. I listen to you walk to the front door and leave, a small smile on my face knowing you just had hours f fun with what turns you on.

9 October 2026

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As a couple with an open relationship of 3 years, we are always open to fun and changing things up. Anything in our area needs to be discrete within a residence. After our workout session at LifeTime, we headed home for a shower and fresh juice I make each day. We arrived home pulling into the shared driveway between our home and the next door neighbour. As we did, the neighbour was shooting basketball hoops in his fitness gear. We stopped and chatted briefly, then I offered a fresh juice at our house. We often would be at one and others places having coffee or juice smoothies. His wife was often with us. He took the invite and came in to sit down at the kitchen table in the main living room with the kitchen and sofa lounge area. The table being round and glass used for breakfast. I walked into the kitchen and started making the smoothy. They sat at table and continued conversation. As they were sitting, she noticed through the table, his cock was hanging out his shorts left leg. She looked at me and motioned with her head toward the table. I moved sideways to see what she was looking at and saw it too. He was casually letting it hang there. He looked and me and grinned then at her as he realised we finally saw it both. I said to him "You need to let it out to breath?". He looked at her and she nodded slowly at him with a smile. He stood up and lowered his shorts to where they dropped to the floor. As he did she moved around to the chair next to him and sat down. I said "go ahead". With that she lifted his cock up and started playing with it. It was without doubt either side of 10" and thick. Yes we have pics we can send to those who DMs me. As it grew longer and harder, she tried to put it in her mouth, but it would only fit about half his head in. While she sucked on the head and kept massaging with her hands the length, he was moaning lightly. After a few minutes, he grabbed her hand and lifted her to stand up. He turned her toward the sofa and pulled down her lycra gym pants and g-string. Then he bent her over the back of the leather sofa and pushed her feet sideways with his feet. He grabbed his cock and started rubbing it on her vagina. She was already very wet. Then he started to push his head inside her, slowly while continuing to move it to get wet. He attempted twice to push it in, but she yelled out slow down. On the third time, it pushed past and went into her cervix, she called out and moaned. He then slowly kept pushing in and drawing out half a dozen more times. The more he done it the more she moaned. Then he sped up and started to aggressively fuck her. I walked around from kitchen to stand beside them so I could get a better look how much was going in. He was fucking hard with half of its length. Suddenly, she yells out "Im going to cum". With that she started shaking and then let out a loud yell like I've never heard before. She does orgasm, but not like that. She was breathing heavy and moaning trying to recover. He turned to me and said "she's mine now, I own her". I laughed as I thought he meant because he was fucking here then and now. As she settled he sped up again and pushed all the way in. When he finally had it fully in, she tensed up and screamed again. Another orgasm within minutes. He kept going until he started to moan and then let out a loud moan with every deep breath exhaled. He kept pushing with hard fast thrusts inside her as he was cumming. She was moaning with him. It was unlike anything I had seen before even, though we have had other large men and young guys before. He pulled back and out of her, at that point a massive amount of cum poured out of her. It was dropping in a large pool on the floor. He stood there laughing and then said to her "you won't forget that anytime soon". Then turned to me and said "I'm finished with her if you want to follow on". She was exhausted and hanging over the sofa. I walked to her and helped her stand up and walk to sit at the table seat again. She collapsed into the chair and laid backward with large grasps of air. He put his shorts back on and then said "how about the smoothy". I said sure and walked to hand him what I had made. I placed one on the table for her. He drank the smoothy quickly, then said "I have to get back home. Let's do this again". We said good bye and he left through the garage collecting his shoes. As we sat at the table, she had this huge smile on her face. I asked if she was ok, with that she replied "absolutely, I need more of that". She then said, "I'm glad he is next door". I then realised what his comment was. Clearly it has happened numerous time to him where women want to keep taking it from him. I said "Lets get you upstairs. Have a shower and change. Maybe take rest in bed." I helped her up the stairs and into the bedroom. She stopped and sat on the side of the bed. There was still drips of his cum dropping out of her as she walked. I said to her "I'll get the shower going, then help you in". As I did she laid back on the bed with legs over the side. As I walked back, I could she he vagina and the clear and white cum. I thought why not. I dropped my shorts and walked over to put my cock in her. She was sore and said "be gentle". I slowed down and opened her lips to put my cock inside. As I pushed it in, it was so loose and wet, I went straight in full length. She was just lying there as I started fucking her. She barely moved or made any noise. Not like her at all. After a few minutes, she asked "Are you nearly done?'. I grunted yes. Within a few more minutes, I moaned and came inside her. Once I'd cum I stood back up and looked at her. She was exhausted. I grabbed her hand and helped her up into the shower. We spent the next 10 minutes with me washing her and I. We finished and dried off. She went back to the bed and laid down. I went down to get the smoothies. As I returned, she said to me "I need him more. Hopefully tomorrow". I replied "ok, sure". The next morning, I went to see him over coffee. We chatted about the usual things. Both knowing the elephant in the room. Then he said "how is she?". I said she sleep extremely well. But there is something she asked to me speak to you about. He replied "what is that?" with a puzzled look. I said there is a proposition for you. She wants you more often. So you are welcome to come over anytime you want and fuck her. It needs to be discrete so her kids and family don't suspect anything. He said I need it to be discrete too as I don't need my wife knowing and causing chaos in my life. Then he smiled at me and said "I told you I owned her now". I semi laughed and then stood up. Said good bye and left. From then on, and still now, he would come over and grab her and take her to what ever was nearest and fuck her. A few weeks later, he saw us come home, as we parked the car in the garage and went to walk inside, he appeared in the garage. He already had his cock out and hard. He took her by the arm and bent her over the trunk of the Mercedes. He lifted her pink short dress and tore her gstring off. Then shoved his cock in her and fucked her hard. I stood there and watched as he literally fucked her like a dog. She once again came multiple times. I walked into the house to drop the bags off on the bench. As I did, I heard him moan and cum in her. By the time I walked back to the garage, he had pulled up his pants, and walked out. She was left laying over the trunk dripping from him. I helped her inside and said "Are you ok? That was a bit much, I think I need to speak with him". She said "No, that was amazing. He has been doing that a couple of time when I come home in the car." She continued "I told him to use me whenever he wants however he wants". I replied "Yeh, but that was rough and out of no where". She said "I like it, so don't say anything". We went into side to make lunch. As she was making food his cum was still dripping out of her all on the floor. I grabbed a paper towel and cleaned the floor and her inner legs. She kept making food like as if that is what I should be doing. It's been fun watching and sometimes her WhatsApp video calling me to watch when I am out of town on business. Fortunately there is nothing weird between all of us. He is cheeky some days, and says "how's my girl" when we are talking outside. Simple reply is "ready when you are". We always laugh. Happy stretching days for all!

5 October 2026

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It always starts with the message, I always know what the message will say but it still gives me that flutter of butterflies as I know that upon accepting his offer I know what a treat I'm in for. I smile and try not to message back straight away, but who am I kidding, of course I read the message, smile, think about how he makes my body feel and reply back straight away just like the needy slut I am. This man is like nothing I've experienced before, the way my body reacts to him, I'm an absolute goner, putty in his hands. I always bring my good vibes along and enjoy our sexual banter, he's such a tease and I bloody love it, my panties are always wet through before things have started. I have to remember to be patient and enjoy the company as well, which I do as we have have great conversations about anything and everything. but my trattorias mind can only think about his cock in my mouth and how full his cock makes me feel. He welcomes me in the door, always in a towel fresh out the shower, and yes he easy on the eyes, I struggle with the sexual attraction I have for him as he makes me very hungry for him, I do wonder if he knows this and like to tease me. We chat as always and all I can think about is his cock entering me, and how it makes me feel the anticipation knowing how he delivers that wonderful cock up into me, stay focused, stay focused ,I try telling myself but i'm only human with a hot blooded man next to me, so I think i'm excused. We have a couple of drinks and flirt with each other, making the sexual tension thick in the air, which we both love as this adds to the moment, and the knowing of what's to come He's real smooth and intelligent and oozes charisma it actually drips of this man. The flirting and tension continues as does my dripping wet panties, but we love the dance of the game we have going on. It is always me that breaks first, as I approach this sexy man i'm well aware of how turned on I am and I take a few deep breaths and take his hand and lead him into the bedroom, with a quick look over my shoulder at him with a smirk just for him, he can see in my eyes how animalistic I'm feeling and ready to be let out my cage. This incredible sexy man of a man I have for the next few hours sends a thrill of utter excitement through me. We definitely FUCK and dirty fucking is what we do best, I love how he makes me feel like that dirty little slut that's his to play with, total turn on knowing I can let loose and be free of any judgement in fact the dirtier I am with him, the more he loves it, I'm such a good girl for him, I play the part well and get right into the rhythm of becoming everything he want me to be. His cock enters me and I always gasp in bliss, his cock makes me feel so full, and I always let him know how much i love this and encourage him along with me to be that dirty boss of me. I tell him I'm ready for him to do everything he wants to me, with no limits my body is his during this time, and His cock is mine! He is so very creative with sexual positions and I'm here for it all, I tell you this guy only has to touch me and i'm ready to blow my load and often soak his cock because of this and love every moment of the feeling of his cock thrusting in me while i'm gushing every where, the feeling is like nothing I can relate it to, its just HOT, SEXY, DIRTY and so much more. He treats me like his little whore but at the same time I never feel degraded by him, the feeling knowing I'm pleasing him is rather a sexy feeling and only makes me more addicted to him and males me want nothing more thank his hard throbbing cock deep inside my welcoming pussy. He's hard and fast, but then soft and slow and always in between, he fucks me for hours, the stamina on this man is like nothing else and I love it, do I go home completely spent? Yes. but would I change a thing? Absolutely never... How or why would you change someone who's rather perfect and can make you feel things you've never felt before, yeah nah even if it takes seven days to fully recover from his throbbing hard cock. We have so much sexy fun, and love everything he gives me, but what I love from him is to watch him when we do mutual masturbation, the way he strokes his cock is one of the most sexiest things I have seen, I watch him closely as enjoy seeing the pleasure he gets, I love to add on to his own pleasure and situate myself in a position to where I can take him fully in my mouth, I love to overwhelm his cock. I always take him deep in my mouth while i have my hand on his balls gently massaging them while I ride his cock with my mouth, I actually make love to his cock I enjoy it so much, especially being balls deep. I also really enjoy hearing the changes in his breathing when I take his entire manhood deep down my throat. He is also really great at edging himself which is great as it give me a longer time with my mouth wrapped around that delicious cock of his. Over the time we have spent fucking coming up for air a few times this man has absolutely spoiled me sexually, and he is so very attentive, gotta love that right? He always makes me cum multiple times and my body always betrays me as god damn it he even makes my body shake. I can't even lie and tell him yeah it was an ok session when he knows just how he has made me feel, it's so annoying! I have to stop always vocalising how good he feels and how much I love his cock buried deep in me, yes it's true but let's face it i'm a goner for this guy, he ruins me every time I see him. It also takes me a few days to recover as my pussy takes a wonderful thrashing. The good bye is not nice for me as I want to be with this man forever, keep him, and not share him haha but i'm a grown woman who knew the rules as they were set out from day one and in all honesty I'm ok with this, he just to adorable to leave at the door. So our hug and kiss goodbye is always filled with a thank you for a great night had by both. I'm a very lucky woman to have this sexy man in my life, and will continue to have the teenage excitement it brings when I see that knowing message from him. to come play...

3 October 2026

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The birthday drinks at the bar ran late and loose. Marco, the tall European with the easy smile, had insisted his friend Jake come along. Jake showed up expecting a normal night. Marco’s wife Nia made sure it wasn’t. She was pure ebony—long-limbed, full-bodied, skin glowing under the lights. The tight black dress hugged every curve: heavy breasts, narrow waist, thick ass that shifted when she walked. She’d spent the evening laughing too close, hand lingering on Jake’s arm, eyes lingering longer. Marco noticed. He never looked jealous. He looked amused. By the time they left the bar and drove to the house, the air was already charged. Marco poured more drinks. Nia disappeared and returned in a tiny black bikini that barely contained her. The top strained across her full tits; the bottoms sat high on her hips and disappeared between the cheeks of her ass. “Spa’s hot,” Marco said, stripping to his trunks. “Come on.” Jake followed. Steam rose off the water. Nia stepped in first, sinking until it lapped at the undersides of her breasts. Marco slid in beside her. Jake took the opposite bench, trying not to stare as her nipples tightened into dark peaks against the wet fabric. They talked for a while. Then Marco’s hand disappeared under the water. Nia’s lips parted. A soft sound left her throat. His arm moved slowly. Jake watched the water ripple around her thighs. Marco looked over, completely calm. “You find my wife sexy, Jake?” Jake’s mouth went dry. “She’s… yeah. She’s fucking beautiful.” Nia’s eyes locked on him. Marco’s hand kept moving. She bit her lip and rolled her hips against her husband’s fingers. “She thinks you’re sexy too,” Marco said. “Has for a long time. Keeps telling me how she watches you when you come over. How she wonders what you’d feel like.” He kissed the side of her neck. “Isn’t that right, baby?” Nia’s voice came out low and thick. “Yes. I’ve wanted him. I’ve looked at him and imagined his hands on me. His mouth.” Marco’s fingers worked deeper. Nia’s head tipped back against the spa edge, eyes half-lidded on Jake. “Come here,” she whispered. Jake moved before he finished thinking. He crossed the short distance through the water. Nia reached for him, wet hands sliding up his chest, pulling his face down. The first kiss was slow and deep, her tongue sliding against his while Marco kept touching her under the water. She moaned into Jake’s mouth. Marco shifted behind her and untied the bikini top. Her heavy breasts spilled free, dark nipples tight and glistening. Jake broke the kiss just long enough to look. Nia guided his hands to them. The weight filled his palms. He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. Nia’s back arched. “Fuck yes,” she breathed. “Suck them. Harder.” Marco’s hands moved lower, peeling the wet bottoms down her thighs. Nia lifted her hips. Then she was bare in the water, thick thighs parting as Marco’s fingers returned between them. Jake kept sucking her tits while Nia’s hand found the front of his trunks and squeezed the hard length of him through the fabric. “Take them off,” she said. “I want to feel it.” Jake shoved the trunks down. His cock sprang free, thick and already leaking. Nia wrapped her fingers around it under the water and stroked, slow and firm. Marco watched, still working two fingers inside her, thumb circling her clit. Nia turned so she faced Jake more fully, then looked back at her husband. “I want his mouth on me. And I want yours.” Marco moved without hesitation. He lifted Nia higher on the spa bench, legs spread wide, pussy just above the waterline. Jake sank lower until his face was between her thighs. The first lick made her cry out—loud, shameless. Her taste was sharp and sweet. He sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked while Marco leaned in from the side and took one of her breasts into his mouth. Nia’s hands tangled in both their hair. “Oh fuck—yes—eat that pussy. Don’t stop. Marco, suck my tits while he does it. Harder—fuck, Jake, your tongue feels so good.” Jake licked deeper, sliding two fingers inside her while he worked her clit. She was soaking, walls already fluttering. Marco kept sucking and biting her nipples. Nia’s moans got louder, dirtier. “I’m gonna come—don’t you fucking stop—lick me, Jake—right there—oh god, I’m coming—” She broke hard, thighs clamping around Jake’s head, hips rolling against his mouth while she moaned open-mouthed into the night. Marco held her through it, kissing her neck. When the shaking slowed, Nia pulled Jake up and kissed him again, tasting herself on his tongue. Then she looked at Marco. “Inside. Bedroom. Now. I want both of you.” They left the spa dripping, barely bothering with towels. Nia walked ahead of them into the house, ass swaying, completely naked. Marco’s hand stayed on the small of her back. Jake followed, cock still hard and wet. The bedroom was large, soft lighting, big bed. Nia climbed onto it on all fours and looked back at them over her shoulder, eyes dark with hunger. “Come here,” she said. “I want to taste both of you. Then I want you to use me.” Marco stepped up first, feeding his cock between her lips. Nia took him deep, moaning around the length while she reached back and spread herself open with two fingers, showing Jake how wet and ready she still was. Jake moved in behind her, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her slit, coating himself in her. “Put it in,” Nia mumbled around Marco’s cock. “Fuck me while I suck him.” Jake pushed in slow. She was tight and burning hot, gripping him as he sank deeper. Nia’s moan vibrated around Marco’s shaft. Marco’s hand settled in her hair, guiding her mouth while Jake started thrusting—long, steady strokes that made her full tits swing beneath her. “Fuck, she feels incredible,” Jake muttered. “I know,” Marco said, voice rough. “She’s been thinking about this. Haven’t you, baby?” Nia pulled off just long enough to answer, voice already wrecked. “Yes—I’ve wanted his cock in me. Wanted both of you. Fuck me harder, Jake. Stretch that pussy.” Jake gripped her hips and gave her exactly that—deeper, faster. The wet sound of his cock driving into her filled the room. Nia went back to sucking Marco, taking him to the back of her throat, gagging softly and then pushing farther. Spit ran down her chin. Marco’s head tipped back. They shifted after a few minutes. Marco pulled out of her mouth and moved onto the bed, lying on his back. Nia climbed over him, sinking down onto his cock with a long, low moan. Jake watched her thick ass bounce as she rode her husband, then stepped up behind her. Nia looked back, eyes glassy. “Spit roast me. I want both of you at once. Put it in my mouth while he fucks me.” She leaned forward, presenting her ass and pussy to Jake while she took Marco back into her throat. Jake lined up and sank into her pussy again from behind. The angle let him go deep. Nia’s body rocked between them—cock in her mouth, cock in her cunt, every thrust from Jake pushing her farther onto Marco. She moaned loudly around the shaft filling her throat, the sound filthy and continuous. “That’s it,” Marco groaned. “Take both of us. Look at you—fucking greedy for it.” Nia pulled off just enough to speak, spit stringing from her lips to Marco’s cock. “Harder. Fuck me harder while I choke on him. I want to feel both of you. Use my holes. Make me come again while you’re both inside me.” Jake drove into her faster, hands gripping the soft flesh of her ass, spreading her so he could watch his cock disappear into her. Marco thrust up into her mouth in short, deep strokes. Nia’s moans turned into loud, broken cries every time Jake bottomed out. Her pussy clenched hard around him. “I’m close—fuck—don’t stop—I’m gonna come on your cock—oh god, yes—” She came hard, body shaking between them, moaning so loud it echoed off the walls. Her walls pulsed and fluttered around Jake’s shaft. He kept fucking her through it while Marco held her head and kept feeding her his cock. When the orgasm finally eased, Nia was panting, spit-slick, eyes glassy with pleasure. She looked back at Jake, then down at Marco, voice raw and filthy. “Don’t you dare stop. I want more. I want you both to fill me. Switch. I want Jake in my mouth and you in my pussy. Then I want you both to take turns. And after that… I want one of you in my ass while the other fucks my cunt. But not yet. First I want to taste him while you stretch me open again.” Marco smiled, slow and dark, and they began to rearrange. Jake’s cock slid from her dripping pussy. Nia turned, mouth already open for him, while Marco shifted behind her and pushed back inside in one smooth stroke. Nia’s loud, filthy moan filled the room as she took Jake deep into her throat. The night was only getting started.

30 September 2026

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I went along to babylons with a gorgeous older woman I meet about a month back. This was my first time here so I did not know what to expect. We walked up the stairs together which I was a little nervous for and as we reached the top we turned and was meet by another woman at the counter. She proceeded to explain the guidelines which seemed to be directed mor to males. Any way we walk in to this dark room which is full of screens playing porn and everywhere I look is older guys masturbating… jeez anyway we find a little knock and we close the door. We get straight into it, the passion was unmatched, I’m sitting down she is on top of me and we have our youngest down each others throats. She pulls my cock out and I just can’t wait so I just reached for her pussy to feel and wow she is dripping wet. My cock slides right in, before you know it, all the guys that were in the room are now looking through there cracks in the wall and looking over the top of the wall while I absolutely go to town on her. She is moaning so loud and fuming every 10 minutes it was fucking 🔥 hot

29 September 2026

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After Vicki's first solo ten man gangbang, she began to count down the days for the next regular gangbang party. It was at a large house in the suburbs with around thirty guys and six women. The party was well underway when we arrived. There was a double bed in a large room and some more beds at the rear of the house. We stripped down in the change room and walked around the house. Vicki chose a room with an open fire and mattresses on the floor. As she organised herself, half a dozen naked guys were standing around massaging their cocks with one hand with a ready to roll condom in the other. Once Vicki was comfortable in her surrounds she sat down on the mattress-covered floor, legs bent, feet apart, wearing only black mesh stay-up stockings and black high-heeled thigh-high fuck-me-boots. She looked at the six guys in front of her while she rubbed some lube into her pussy. Who's first? she asked. Mr First already had his condom on and he wasted no time sliding his cock into Vicki's wet pussy. I watched as she became more relaxed and comfortable as she fucked the first three guys. I wandered off through the rest of the house. There was a guy and his wife in the corridor, she was naked and laying on a hospital gurney. He suggested I climb on the gurney and climb on her. It sounded like good advice so I put on a condom and climbed on board for the ride. It was a bit strange with him hovering so I was pleased to dismount and look further afield. At the rear of the house, an attractive woman was fucking on a large bed. When the guy fucking finished and climbed off the bed, she started to move as well. I told her I wanted to fuck her and she said okay and moved back to the middle of the bed with her legs apart. I rolled the condom over my rock-hard cock and slid it into her. I went back to Vicki's work-room and found her on her hands and knees with a guy pounding her pussy from behind. There were a couple of guys in the room watching. When the fucker pulled out and the other guys did not make a move towards Vicki I decided it was time I slid my cock into her. Vicki always enjoys a ninja fuck, where she does not see the owner of the new cock suddenly inside her. At this point, one of the guys in the room told me I needed to put a condom on. Hearing this, Vicki turned her head to see who had just put his cock into her. She saw me and said: “Oh, it's you!” I turned to the condom-aware guy and told him I had chauffeur rights as I slid my cock in and out of Vicki's by now well-fucked pussy. Later in the evening, Vicki and I went into the main bedroom where two women were on the bed as two guys took turns fucking them. As we stood watching the action on the bed, I got behind Vicki, bent her over and slid my cock into her well-fucked pussy. There was a guy standing next to me as I fucked Vicki. He showed me the condom on his cock, I pulled my cock out of Vicki's pussy and watched as the new guy slid his cock into her. We drove home talking about the night. Vicki told me she had fucked twelve guys, not including repeats. She told me we were definitely going to the next gangbang. Once in bed, with my cock inside her, Vicki told me how excited she was to have done what she had done, at some point mumbling quietly to herself. As I drove my cock into her, I asked her, “Did you say, 'You slut, Vicki?'” She said yes! I drove my cock into her harder and faster until we came together.

27 September 2026

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I used to travel interstate a lot for work. Was basically away from home from Monday to Friday. With not a lot to do I spent most of my time working and then being bored at night being on my own. I did have a fantasy about being with a ladyboy. Not sure why but there was something incredibly sexy about them and they did have cock. Which I'm not sure why but I always wanted to suck one while I was also being sucked. Did this make me gay, I often wondered. So one night I was looking at a site showing transexual escorts and decided it was time to really find out. I made the call, arranged for a time and headed off to meet my 'new friend'. To say I was nervous would be an under statement. My heart was pounding when I rang the buzzer. She let me in and after we completed the transaction she asked me to take a shower. Again my heart was now really racing. She was also very cute, nicely tanned body, long hair and wearing some really sexy underwear. I showered and she was waiting for me on the bed. As I lay down next to her, she slowly leaned over and whispered 'Don't be nervous, you will enjoy this, trust me'. With that she started to kiss me. Slowly and gently and started playing with my tongue. She tasted so sweet. I've kissed a few girls in my time but this was amazing. Then she slowly moved down between my legs and gently stroked by now erect cock. She was slowly playing with it I thought I was about to cum right there and then. With that she stopped kissing me and slowly slide her tongue down my chest until she came to super hard cock. I was now ready to explode. She must have sensed it and again whispered 'No you don't, not yet'. and gripped my cock really tight. With that she took my cock in her mouth and started to give me the most amazing head job. How I didn't cum straight away I'll never know. Maybe I just wanted to do as I was told. I was in heaven enjoying her going up and down on my cock that was ready to burst. She then stopped and said out loud 'now I want you to fuck me'. My head was in a bit of a spin now and before I knew it I was behind her doggy style sliding by manhood slowly and deep into her ass. I stopped for a second enjoying the feeling her tight pussy wrapped around my cock, she then commanded me to start pumping her. Which I did. This was amazing, unfortunately I couldn't hold on much longer and I exploded with the most intense orgasm I has ever felt. With sweat pouring off me I slide out and we lay facing each other and she starting kissing me again. Then she stopped and asked if I enjoyed what we just did. My heart wasn't pumping from nerves now it was going a hundred miles an hour for the most intense sex I'd ever had. It was a little embarrassing but all I could muster was a 'oh yeah'. I got up had another showered and then something really strange and unexpected happened. It was late and she asked if I wanted to stay the night. I didn't think that was normal but who was I to pass up that request. As the lights went out I started cuddling her back with one hand cupping one of her breasts and started to nod off. Typical what guys do I guess. Then another strange things happened, I rolled over and she started to cuddle my back. I could feel he cock pressed against my ass cheeks. Not sure why but I started to slowly move my rear end against her cock and could feel it starting to grew. Then she whispered softly in my ear. 'Do you want me to fuck you?'. Now this was a completely new experience for me. Don't know why but i simply said 'yes'. With that she applied some lube to my ass and started to finger me. First one finger, then two. It was weird but I was really enjoying it. Then came the 'you ready', which I again replied 'yes'. With that she pressed her hard cock against the opening of my ass and pushed. Slowly at first then I could feel her slowly going deep inside me. It hurt a little to begin with but I adjusted and and after a minute or two she start sliding in and out, going faster and faster, deep inside me. To some degree I was really confused. Should I be enjoying this? But I was immensely. What only seemed like a few minutes but was a lot longer she exploded in me. Which I had not really thought about. But again it felt amazing. After that we did fall asleep but I had to get up early next morning to go back to my apartment and go into work. While I must have had a big smile on my face, no one in the office had any idea I had just had the most amazing night of sex and had been 'ass fucked' by a cute ladyboy. Unfortunately I didn't get to suck her cock. Maybe next time.

27 September 2026

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The son just rang me to see how I was and I told him I am in pain and need the ointment rubbed in but I can’t reach and his mother in law was there and she said she would over and I was excited as he have had a sexual encounter previously and was hoping for another encounter and I wasn’t disappointed as soon as she arrived she said go and have a shower and get heat into hip I did and she came in to the bathroom and I decided to push my luck and flicked some water at her and wet her clothes and said she can’t go home wet so she stripped off and put her clothes in the dryer and I said to her it’s not fair I am naked and she has her bra and panties on she took them of and while massaging the ointment if my old fella started to rinse and as she said she will have to take care of that and next thing she’s sucking on it and hi had to stop her before I blew and she lead me to the bedroom and pushed me down and sat on my face and said start sucking who was I to argue and after I got a face full she started sucking on my cock and as soon as it was hard she sat on it it didn’t take much before I blew and she said she was going home after he clothes dry and she will swing by tomorrow and about 1/2 a hour later she rang me and said she’s going to come back and stay at my place and as she is working tomorrow it’s easier for her to go to work from my place I hope she changes her mind and don't go to work and we can have a long session but then again hopefully tonight or not long after she gets back I just can’t believe my luck this year sex wise but I am not going to complain

26 September 2026

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The room was cool against my skin, carrying the faint scent of rain through the open window. Somewhere outside, water tapped steadily against the glass. He stood close enough that I could feel the warmth of him without being touched. His gaze held mine. Then his hand settled at my waist. His palm was warm through the thin fabric of my clothes, his fingertips pressing just firmly enough to make me aware of every inch of contact. I drew in a slow breath. He smelled faintly of aftershave and clean skin. “You’re trembling,” he murmured. The words sent another shiver through me. His thumb moved once, slowly, along my waist. The room seemed suddenly quieter—the rain softer, the air warmer, my heartbeat louder. “Still want this?” I nodded. He leaned closer, and his breath brushed my cheek, warm against the cool air. His lips hovered a fraction from mine, close enough that anticipation became almost unbearable. Then he kissed me. Slowly. Soft at first, barely more than a promise, before lingering just long enough to leave me wanting more. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against mine. I could feel the warmth of his breath, the faint curve of his smile. Neither of us spoke. We didn't need to.

26 September 2026

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It started like any normal date. Dinner, a movie, some casual flirting. I was wearing my little black dress, short enough to show off my legs, low-cut enough to get John’s attention. We sat near the back of the theater, and soon his hand found its way to my thigh. I didn’t stop him. As the movie dragged on, I barely paid attention. His fingers kept inching higher, just brushing the edge of my panties beneath the hem of my dress. My heart was pounding the whole time, a mix of nerves, curiosity, and straight up lust I didn’t quite know what to do with. After the movie, neither of us wanted to go home. So we drove, aimlessly at first, then on purpose, until he found a quiet, dark spot on Wolf Street. We got out and walked up the steps towards the Obelisk and sat on a bench where no one would see us. That’s when things started to heat up. He leaned across the bench and kissed me, slow, hungry, deeper by the second. His hands were all over me, sliding up my thighs, cupping my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. I straddled his lap, grinding against him as he got harder and I got braver. Then, out of nowhere, I whispered - “I want to suck your cock.” I couldn’t believe I said it. I felt a rush of nerves right after, but he looked at me like I was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He leaned back on the bench, adjusted himself, and unbuttoned his trousers. I slid off his lap and shifted in front of him, kneeling on the grass with my heart pounding in my ears. He lifted his hips, tugged his pants and boxers down just enough, and out popped his cock - semi hard, warm, thick in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around it and gave a few slow strokes, feeling him swell in my grip as I leaned in. I opened my mouth and took the tip in, slowly, nervously, letting my lips stretch around his as my tongue swirled gently underneath. He let out this low groan that made me even wetter. I wenta little deeper, centimeter by centimerter, careful not to rush it. I didn’t know what I was doing exactly, but I tried to go slow, listen to his reactions, and figure out what he liked. He reached down and gently brushed my hair out of my face, then rested his hand on the back of my head, not pushing, just holding. I started bobbing my head, stroking him with one hand while sucking him with more confidence, feeling him get harder and longer as I went. I loved the way he tasted, clean, warm, just a little salty. I loved how his thighs tensed under my free hand. I loved how his breathing changed the deeper I went, the sloppier my strokes got. It wasn’t messy, not yet, But I could feel my saliva starting to mix with his pre-cum, slick and hot as I worked him over. I pulled back for a second, looking up at him, then licked from the base to the tip slowly before taking it back into my mouth. This time, I let him guide me a little, and when he groaned again, low, desperate, I knew I was doing something right. “Fuck babe, that feels so good” he muttered, breathless. I didn’t stop. I was getting into it now, moaning a little around his cock, letting my tongue stay active even when I couldn’t go too deep. My hand stayed busy at the base. Stroking him in rhythm with my mouth. I could feel his cock start to swell again, his thighs getting tighter. He was close. “I’m gonna cum” he said voice strained. I looked up again, and that eye contact, God, it was intense, but I didn’t pull back. I wanted to see it through. Several more strokes, and he gasped, stiffened his legs and moaned as he came in my mouth. Hot, thick shots hit the back of my throat. I wanted to swallow instinctively, but gagged and let it spill out from the sides of mouth. To my surprise, I liked how it tasted and I kept sucking gently as he came down from t, licking him clean before letting him slip from my lips. I wiped the corner of my mouth and looked up at him, a little breathless, a little shaky, but proud. He was still catching his breath, smiling like he’d just won Lotto. The same look that I had had, when he first went down on me a few days earlier. I was hooked, just one more hole to go.

26 September 2026

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This goes back to the 90s when the glorious ACM contacts was in circulation. I was 19, lean not feminine but good looking....and I was extremely randy. I came across an ad from a couple in their 40s looking for a younger submissive guy for fun. Hey...that's me, the little voice said in my head. Cut a long story short, after some slow mail and a flurry of calls, the husband picked me up from the Footscray train station. I sad hi, clearly he was impressed... I wasn't. Tall rather unattractive bloke whose hand was constantly shifting from the gear shift to my cock while getting lost in suburbia. Apparently my cock didn't mind the attention so who am I to put up a fight. Not to mention, I lived in the eastern burbs so being kick out of the car, 50 kms from home wasn't all that appealing. So we finally pull up, go inside, introduced me to his wife who had a nice smile. Officially introduced ourselves. Sat on the couch between the two with the husband doing all the talking. Do you like crossdressers?... and without waiting for a response he proceeded to put on a porn with CDs and bondage. My response was... gulp, yes? My ears f my like they were on fire. Then he told me about him being a CD in his younger years and his wife will help me to get dressed and do make up. Never done this before, never been with a man and it was pretty obvious that things were going in that direction. So the wide pulls me off the couch, to the bedroom, corset laid out, short shirt, really short skirt. Next thing I know, she was putting red lipstick on and eye shadow and then a short blonde wig. I'd like to say I was pretty but I really just looked like a CD that a cat dragged in. At least it gave me a nice shape. Then the husband was in with a raging hard on. Wife quickly undresses and pulls out a bag from under the bed. Cuffs come out, behind my back, pushes me down on my knees and stuffed my mouth with his cock while his wife was watching us with intent. Never sucked a cock before but I did start to enjoy the kink aspect of it so I gave it my best shot. Then I get pulled up on the bed, hands still cuffed behind my back, ass sticking up in the air. Wife kissed me on my cheek and held my face while I could feel his hand applying Vaseline to my hole. The next thing I know, the head pops...feeling a mighty uncomfortable pressure while his wife was literally comforting me while keeping and eye on proceedings To her husband credit he was trying to be gentle and careful. I think I was too far gone with the flow to put up a fight so after about 20 minutes of trying, probing and loosening, he was in me.. fucking me deep but slow. My cock was swinging to his rhythm which at this stage was in her hand, milking with the movement of his thrust. I was hot, sweating, wig came of and then his stiffened and I swear I could feel his load rocket inside of me My knees were shaking, the wife undid the cuffs and laid next to me, calming me. As a 19 year old, first time being fucked.. I was overwhelmed but I guess, in a good way. My butt was sore, I could feel his cum dripping out of me. ...and then while in trying to find my place in the world as a newly initiated CD bi guy, he goes, I'll drop you off at the station Wife helped me to undress, wiped the make up off and pushed me into the shower. Within 15 minutes, I was in his car, telling me how much fun this was. Dropped me off and said call me next week. I muttered something but never called. All I knew was that I just been fucked and I haven't even had the chance to fuck her. She did have nice firm hands. So while this was hugely unexpected, it started me on an interesting path in my youth.

24 September 2026

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