Today I was at a shopping centre to get some stuff from Kmart and Woolies. On my way out, heading into the carpark, I spotted a sexy women dressed in black yoga pants, a black top and she was wearing sunnies. As she crossed the road, she approached me as our paths crossed, I said 'excuse me' and got her attention. I said, 'I just spotted you from over there and I found you a little bit distracting' with a grin on my face. She smiled and laughed. I introduced myself and she gave me her name. I noticed straight away that she had an accent and I asked her if she was French, which she answered 'yes'. We made some small talk and I used my rizz to create some playful banter to make her laugh and feel a spark of attraction towards me. After a while, I asked her what she was here for, she was just going to grab some lunch, so I suggested I join her because I was really hungry, she obliged. So we went to the food court and I got me a big chicken kebab, while she had some thai takeaway. We sat at one of the tables and ate and chatted more. The vibe was good, and I knew how to play the game with French women as I have had girlfriends from France in the past. She mentioned she liked to paint and draw, as an artist myself, I was interested and I asked her if I could see some of her pieces. She said sure, lets go to my place to see. Sweet, and we decided to meet there, she gave me her address and off we went. Her place was only 5 minutes away. She had a two bedroom unit, sharing with a friend, who was at work. She offered me some juice and showed me her gold fish. She put some ambient lounge music on and took me to her room. She had a ton of paintings in her wardrobe, mostly abstract and they were really good. We looked at them for a while, I was sat at the end of her double bed. She then put them back into her wardrobe and sat down next to me. She asked me if I had ever been with a french women? I told her yes, a few, all brunettes, just like you. She put her hand on my shorts at the top and pulled them down including my boxers. She wasn't wasting anytime or mucking about, very forward. She grabbed my cock and put it in her mouth and started yanking on it while sucking it hard. She did that for about 10 minutes, working on it like only a good girl knows how. I was rock solid by then. She stood up and took her top off, while I pulled down her yoga pants. She had a g-string on and I felt her arse and legs with my hands to gauge what kind of fun I was about to have. She had a great body and I pulled that thong off her and had a good look at her shaven pussy. I gave it a small rub with my left hand before she pushed me back onto her bed. As I lay down, she hoped on top, mounted me and put my cock inside her, before she started to ride me. All I had to do was lay back and enjoy. Her hands were on my chest as she continued to ride me using her waist/hips to move perfectly up, down and back and forth, like a real cowgirl. After maybe 15 minutes, she turned around to reverse cowgirl, presenting her arse to me, so I slipped it in and she continued to do all the work. This felt amazing to be fair and I had to concentrate so as to not cum because I could see my cock going into her and her little bumhole squeezing open and shut. She called me a real leader and a boss, for my confidence to approach her had made her feel attracted to me and very horny. That is why she wanted to fuck me immediately. It was now time for me to take control as I got up onto my knees, spun her around and bent her over. I had that little pussy of hers sneaking out the back and I worked my cock in there nice and slowly to tease her. Once fully in, I went hard and fast and really gave it to her. She was flustered and moaning heavily. I knew she was gonna cum if I continued. She started rubbing her clit and she was getting closer to climaxing. I stepped it up to the next level and had her orgasm within a few minutes. She released all her energy in one motion of magical bliss. It was satisfying to get the job done, now all left to do was cum myself. So I lay down and she gave me a solid hand job whilst sucking on my knob until I cummed into her mouth. Merci French women. That was a great wednesday afternoon session. French women are sexy little things.

21 January 2026

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Walking around the neighbourhood on my day off, my wife is at work. A woman approaches me saying she is new to the area and ask for directions. I insist on helping her out, as I’m telling her directions she randomly says she’s actually horny and is looking for someone to fuck. She reaches out and grabs my cock through the window and starts rubbing it, as I start to get hard. I can’t contain myself, I start feeling her breast as she tells me to get in the car. We drive just around the corner to a nice secluded spot and hop in the back seat, she starts salivating on my cock ramming it down her throat, so sloppy and wet, she looks up to me as I pull her up on my lap and slide her down on my cock she’s so wet moaning uncontrollable, she’s bouncing all over it I put her in doggy and have at it, I slip a finger in her ass as I’m fucking her tight wet pussy I start kissing on her neck and she starts to cum squirting all over as she squirts I busted the biggest load into her tight nice pussy, after we finish we both went out ways meeting up in discreet every now and again.

20 January 2026

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I was invited back to my old work's Christmas party where I have lots a strong connections with the people that work there. The party had about 60 people there and the majority there were females (there was probably about 10 guys). There was one or two women that I had my eye on whilst working with them but wouldn't ever cross professional lines by hooking up with them. Enjoyed a great night with everyone but there was no real possibilities for anything further. I volunteered to drive home two of the ladies whom I'd been dancing & chatting with as they were going to continue their partying in the city and we were out in the suburbs a while away. One of them was in the passenger seat next to me and the other flaked out in the back seat. Found ourselves in the car and I couldn't resist but politely slide my hand onto her breast inside her bra. My approach was welcomed and she encouraged my exploration so my hand could venture further south between her legs. All whilst driving I slid my hand underneath her skirt and I carefully pried her underwear to one side to where my fingers found her very soft, very warm and very wet pussy. She moaned as I caressed her and I had to be careful as our drive found us doing speed. Luckily we'd ventured into some freeway roadworks where our speed could drop to a safer 40kms. This is where she found my cock through my pants and she unzipped me. She proceeded to stroke me whilst I played with her massaging her clit and sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy. Her friend in the meantime was out like a light and had fallen into a deep sleep. We finally arrived at their home after about 90 mins later (I strategically ensured our drive was extended by choosing residential streets) where my frisky friend had fallen asleep and the owner of the home in the backseat arose and led us inside. My wet and frisky companion was completely exhausted and my back seat sleeper accompanied her into bed so she could rest. Meanwhile my sleepy friend decided that she'd turn her attention to me. Wow! I felt like I'd won the lottery as we proceeded to kiss, suck and fuck our way into the late morning hours. We fucked about x 4 times in the next 3 hours and I left exhausted and knees weary from carpet burn as the sweat, heat and lust provided the necessary lubrication to assist our salacious nocturnal indulgences. I got home about 4am to rest and recover. The memory of that night brings a smile to my face every time. 🔥😊

19 January 2026

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Master and Slut I am naked spread eagled on the work bench. Am I safe or have I put myself in danger and at the mercy of a stranger who calls himself Master? My thoughts are interrupted when my headphones are lifted and Master announces: ‘Slut I am going to leave you for a few minutes. While I am gone, I expect you to lie perfectly still and, in your mind's, eye replay my seduction thus far. Remember you are my toy for the night. When I return if you have obeyed me and have not earned my displeasure you will be treated to the scent and taste of your Master’s Manhood. But before I leave, I am going to take snapshot of your naked body spread eagled on my work bench. I don't say it boastingly but the black collars around your wrists ankles and neck and tied to my workbench with the red rope will make a great photo. Adding the sixth red rope to you neck collar and placing it artfully just outside your pussy lips is especially evocative. Not only will the end of the rope be handy to tickle your pussy, but if need be it will keep you leashed, and under my control.’ Master replaces my headphones and readjusts my blindfold blocking out all visual and auditory distractions. Floating in a void of nothingness I feel the faintest of faintest tickle on my Yoni. I guess Master is tickling my Fanny with the rope secured to my neck collar. ‘Who would believe titivation with a rope could be so sexually arousing? Absolute stillness prevails so I guess Master has left the room and I am alone. Adrift in a floating world every cell in my body is alive and on fire with lust and desire, but still a little voice nags me that I am a fool to put myself in such a vulnerable position. For the last hour or more my Master has ravished me and indulged my senses with glorious unabridged debauchery. Being dominated and controlled by Master has been a welcomed change from the usual lack luster missionary style of 'wham bam thank you Mamme.' However, I have to admit I also feel a tiny tinge of apprehension. Any normal woman would be filled with trepidation. But perhaps I am anything but normal? In the past out of necessity I have mostly needed to take the lead. Not because I necessarily wanted to, but more due to the fact the man was either inept as a lover or devoid of leadership qualities. When my sexual partner is grounded in his masculinity I feel safe to let go and relax, but sadly all too often my partner has been afflicted with the ‘Physical and emotional inertia syndrome.’ I could choose to lie still and think of England but I am not an empty vessel to be filled nor am I a piece of wood to be drilled so instead I choose to take lead and I have a few tricks up my sleeve to sexually arouse both myself and my partner, but this becomes rather tedious as it is more often the norm rather than the exception. Not only is it draining but also kills my spontaneity and ultimately I fear my sex drive will diminish. Like many of my sister’s I long to relinquish power and hand the baton on. To receive and relax as apposed to always giving and calling the shots. To be given free reign to explore my inner Whore is very appealing. Nevertheless I question my decision to agree to be a slut for a stranger. ‘Can I trust him? Am I safe?’ Mulling over the pros and cons is unsettling and if Master takes too long to return I will start to have more and more misgivings about what was ahead for me. It is challenging to let go of negativity so I try taking myself to task and give myself a pep talk: ‘All will be revealed. Go with the flow and enjoy the debauchery. This is an opportunity to indulge your long held fantasy to be dominated. Don’t be a wimp and give into fear. So far you have already enjoyed the mixture of pain and pleasure and being in heightened state of sexual arousal has filled your cup to over flowing. Don’t back out. Instead imagine what Master has planned to further enhance your sexual pleasure.' My pep talk over I concentrate all my will power to obey Master’s command repeating his instructions out loud: ‘While I am gone lie perfectly still and in your minds eye replay my seduction time thus far.’ A very masculine deep guttural and commanding voice is singing in my headphones, so I let my mind to dance back in time to the beginning of my Master and Whore adventure. It was two minutes away from the bewitching hour. Two minutes away from turning eighty-three and I pondered: ‘Will this be a birthday celebration to remember? Or will I add it to the multitude of a deep well of disappointing sexual adventures?’ I stood nervously at Master’s front door dressed in a hat, stilettos, stockings, and a long flowing feather trimmed sheer black robe covering my skimpy tight fitting black dress. Before leaving home I had double checked my image in the mirror and was confident I looked suitably alluring and sexy but even so I struggled to maintain my bravado and felt the sudden urge to flee but somehow, managed not to heed the voice shouting in my ear: 'You are an idiot! Do you really think you can be a slut for a stranger? A stranger who calls himself 'Master!' Run before it is too late and you make a total fool of yourself! Where is your self respect?' My heart was racing but mustering all my courage I knocked gently on the large wooden green door inwardly praying my soft tap would go unheeded. In my head the song ‘Green door’ helped to distract me from the trepidation threatening to overpower me: ‘Midnight one more night without sleeping. Watching till the morning comes creeping. Green door what’s that secret your keeping’? And I wondered if there was an eyeball peeping behind the green door? What else was behind the large green timber door? Suddenly, the door was flung open and Master wordlessly beckoned me to enter. Obediently, like a puppet on a string (or perhaps lamb to the slaughter) I stepped across the thresh hold. I glanced around the dimly candle lit room with nervous anticipation. The tall bare footed well built stranger standing before me was wearing a black shirt and black pants. His handsome face framed in shoulder length blonde hair was expressionless, but his eyes reflected a smoldering sexual desire. My excitement was undeniable. The lure of debauchery and lust seductively arousing. Even so a little voice urged me to: ‘Leg it!’ Perhaps Master sensed I was on the verge of fleeing because suddenly Master’s deep sexy voice boomed out: ‘Slut if you want to leave do so now. I can’t tolerate wimps, but if you decide to stay these are the rules. Rule number one: You are my Whore, my slut, my salve, my plaything, and at all times you will address me as Master, King, God, Viking, My Lord or Warrior. Rule number two: You must do my bidding and follow my every command. Rule number three: You must do everything in your power to please your Master. Rule number four: Otherwise accept your punishment without a whimper. Rule number five: If you are not able to continue just say the word ‘Pink' and I will cease what ever is bringing you discomfort but it will not please me. Is that clearly understood Slut’? Before I could reply Master repeated his question: ‘I asked you a question Slut. Is that clearly understood?’ ‘Yes! ’I hastened to reply. ‘Yes who?’ Demanded Master. ‘YES MASTER’ I blurted quickly. ‘Well Whore you are starting to get the idea and so far your Master is pleased that you have dressed in your Slut gear as I instructed. You almost look fuckable but don’t let flattery fill your head with nonsense. First you need to prove that you are a worthy Whore for play time with your King. I trust you are primed and ready for me to use you as my toy?’ ‘Yes Master’ I answered in a whisper which was strange giving the fact that we were alone, but I was in awe. Not only by his commanding presence but his husky deep voice sent shivers of desire racing through my body. Standing about two meters away from Master I waited with bated breath ready to obey Master’s every command My legs wobbled like jelly. Well, that is what it felt like. In fact, I wished I had opted not to wear the absurdly high gold sequenced stilettos. I felt I was about to full flat on my face. Literally as well as metaphorically. Seconds ticked by before Master silently began surveying my body. I carefully watched his face for any clues either positive or negative. Beginning at my feet he slowly and methodically checked over my body. Pausing briefly upon reaching my breasts and I think I detected an ever so feint glimpse of a smile tickle the corner of his lips, but then as if having a second thoughts scanned the rest of my body more quickly. Closed his eyes briefly and announced: ‘Slut my first command is for you to dance and as you dance remove your clothing slowly and provocatively, but leave your hat on.’ Again I was on the verge of running back out through the green door, but an invisible force held me captive. Perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through my body? Perhaps it was the allure of Master and the scent of danger? Perhaps it was the hot rush of pleasure sweeping over me? Perhaps it was my desire to be ravished? Perhaps I am irresistibly drawn to trouble? To be had! To be taken. was forcing me to stay? Perhaps the intoxicating rhythmic beat of drums keeping in time with my heart was casting a spell over me? Perhaps it was Master’s penetrating gaze made me feel desirable, saucy and bold? Perhaps it was all of the above? What I do know is felt like one of those ballerinas in a box that danced when the lid opened because when a woman’s sultry voice sang the Karma Sutra my feet had a mind of their own, and as my feet moved to the rhythm of the drums layers of tiresome societal inhibitions seem to vanish into thin air. My inner Goddess melted with my inner Whore unleashing my secret well of long held sexual fantasies. Free as a bird I danced with gay abandonment. There was rhythm in my footstep and a smile on my face because I was in a place where I didn’t have a care. I just wanted to dance. I danced wild. I danced free. I felt the rhythm in my feet. I felt it in my fanny. I felt it in breasts and I felt it my bones. The rhythm moved down my spine so I gyrated my hips and parted my lips because I was feeling fine. Teasingly I slipped my black feathered gown off my shoulders, but before letting it fall to the floor I kept it alluringly draped off my arms rolling first one shoulder and then the other in a come hither action. Then with a soft shoe shuffle I teasingly slightly lifted my dress and stroked my inner thigh then turning around I shook my tail feathers. Then moving my hips in saucy come hither eights I provocatively very slowly began rolling my dress down over my chests. Paused, then cheekily revealed one breast and then covered it again pretending to have second thoughts before slowly wriggling the dress down over both breasts giving both nipples a playful squeeze on the way, rolled it over my hips then wickedly wriggled my derriere before letting it tumble down my legs with a flourish to the floor. With my dress around my ankles I stood perfectly still pretending it was part of my dance, but truth be told I was fearing I would topple over. I needed to first get my balance before attempting to step out over my dress. Totally lost in the moment and Master’s voice startled me when he commanded: 'Slut go over there and stand on the chair. Raise your arms in the air and shake them. That’s right! Now sit on the chair and split your legs wide apart and let me see your Cunt.’ Without any hesitation or embarrassment I obeyed Master’s orders and before his piercing gaze I stretched my legs wide apart. Whoosh! Torrents of slut butter gushed from my tingling twat and trickled down my legs forming a puddle on the chair. The music ended but my legs remained split wide open revealing my jewel of joy. Unable to move I locked eyes with Master. Was I under Master's spell? Maybe he has hypnotized me? A few seconds passed before I realised that Master was wordlessly beckoning me to stand before him. A mischievous Mona Lisa smile flashed across my face. Then I locked eyes with Master and as gracefully as I could manage to slowly close my legs to my Lilly. For several more seconds I remained motionless until as if by magic I was compelled to obey my Master. I stood in front of him naked except for my stilettos, stockings, suspenders and hat. I felt sexy and so damned fuckin hot and desirable and eager for more. Therefore I was surprised when Master blurted: ‘Slut you have earned my displeasure.’ You are supposed to be naked except for your hat. I will forgive this one transgression, but only if you demonstrate that you can complete the task of undressing to my satisfaction.’ It was unsettling to be chastised by Master but thankfully on the airways Katie Perry singing the song ‘Rise’ helped me to deal with my Master’s disapproval: ‘When, the fire's at my feet again And the vultures all start circling They're whispering, "You're out of time" But still, I rise This is no mistake, no accident When you think the final nail is in, think again Don't be surprised, I will still rise.’ Summoning all my courage I teasingly placed my right foot on the edge of my King’s chair. I admit I was fearful Master may indeed scold me for the bold move, but to my relief he quietly slipped my stiletto off my foot, and I think I detected a small flicker of amusement cross his face. He then paused, glanced up at me and ceremoniously dropped my stiletto to the floor. My confidence soared so I boldly placed my left foot on his lap. Again, Master paused. Seconds passed before he slowly removed my stiletto and with a theatrical flourish raised his arm high but before letting it crash to the floor Master looked deep into my eyes as if to say: ‘You are testing my limits.’ But I was on a roll and Kate was too: ‘I'm beyond the archetype I won't just conform No matter how you shake my core 'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh Oh, ye of so little faith Don't doubt it, don't doubt it Victory is in my veins I know it, I know it And I will not negotiate I'll fight it, I'll fight it I will transform.’ Feeling incredibly saucy my new found confidence spurred me on and regardless of the consequences I lasciviously let my left foot remain on Master’s lap. Then I took my time to undo the buttons on my suspender before ever so slowly rolling the stocking down my thigh, over my calf, off my foot and with a flourish flung it overhead. All along Viking watched me intently, but his face remained expressionless. I was not sure if I had over stepped his rules. Although I was nervous about provoking Master’s wrath nevertheless I defiantly placed my right foot on his lap. This time teasingly close to his groin and wriggled my toes imaging they were tickling his hard Cock Then I paused momentarily before deliberately locking eyes with my Master and waited until I detected a slight nod of Master’s head. With permission to proceed granted I further tested the boundaries. First my fingers traced over my nipples, then down my tummy, and over my muff. Last I dipped one finger into my wet glistening Ladies garden and wickedly sucked my pussy soaked finger. Then I purposefully took my time to roll my other stocking down my leg then finally flamboyantly pulled it off my foot and very lightly brushed the silky softness over my lips. Paused, caressed both nipples, then ever so suggestively trailed the nylon over my loins. Finally I closed my eyes and tickled my Yoni with the stocking. Feeling emboldened I brazenly turned my back to my Master and quickly released the hooks on the suspender belt. In my head the Blues Brothers singing ‘Shake your tail feathers’ spurred me on so with the suspender dangling over my hips I ran my hands up and over my buttocks and shook my tail feathers: Twist it, Shake it, Shake it, Shake it, Shake it baby! Here we go loop di loo Shake it up baby! Here we go loop di lie! Bend over, let me see you shake your tail feather. It was hard not to giggle when the dangling suspenders buttons tickled my tooshie but keeping my composure I turned to face my Warrior and moved my hips in a seductively. Then holding the suspender aloft, I twirled it triumphantly above my head, and finally with a flourish flung it high into the air. I wanted to whoop and holla like a cowgirl, but decided discretion was the better part of velour. Strutting my stuff naked was empowering so I decided to use my hat to end my strip tease dance. Firstly, I covered my breasts with my hat and alternated from being shy and demure to being a brazen hussy and displaying my boobs. Next I covered my snatch and danced alluringly. Master shifted in his chair and crossed his legs. His big toe caught my attention. I had no choice but to obey my inner Slut. Throwing caution to the wind I audaciously danced my cunt over Master’s big toe. Then, Whoosh! Twat juices squirted all over his Uncle Joe. Master was silent. Worried Master disapproved of my rambunctious performance almost took the wind from my sails. But, maybe Master secretly applauded my gutsy performance? So, with an act of bravado I teasingly flung my hat towards him. He leapt nimbly out of his chair and caught my hat with the skill of a basketball player. Then with agility and grace of a practiced discus thrower Master twirled around a couple of times then tossed my little hat in a sideways motion back towards me. Silence followed. Followed by more silence. Still Master gave no indication if he approved or disapproved of my strip tease dance. Standing nonplussed in my birthday suit in the middle of the room I felt rather vulnerable and worried. 'Have I earned my Master’s pleasure or disapproval?' Master still remained motionless. His back turned so I could not ascertain his mood. The muscles under his shirt were tight and I feared I had earned his displeasure. All was quiet on the Western Front for several nerve wracking seconds and I feared all Hell would break loose. My heart was beating loudly and I nearly lost my new found bravado: 'Have I not lived up to Master’s expectations? Perhaps taking the liberty to dance over his big toe was my demise?’ But then with litheness and astonishing speed Master turned and strode across the room. He stood motionless in front of me and I think I saw a shadow of a smirk cross his face. Then he placed both hands on my shoulders and silently surveyed every detail and curve of my body. It seemed like an eternity before Master finally announced in a monotone voice: ‘Now Whore although you over stepped the boundaries I am prepared to overlook your transgression, but only if you satisfy my inspection of your body. ’ Before Master began his inspection I decided to make amends for displeasing him: ‘Please I beg the Master forgive me for my bold display It's your guidance and blind obedience I crave. I will accept your discipline and try not to earn your displeasure. So punish me at your leisure.’ The words spurting out of my mouth took me by surprise Were they mine? Why was I agreeing to be submissive? Acquiescing to being inspected was not only demeaning but a direct contradiction to brazenly throwing down the gauntlet in my strip tease dance. Defiantly I had tested Master’s rules, but now I am doing the exact opposite. It occurred to me that relinquishing control not only offered me the opportunity to explore my submissive side, but being dominated also afforded me an opportunity to let go of trying to control every aspect of my life. Nevertheless the feminist in me was surprised that I did not vehemently object to being treated like cattle in the sale yards. Engrossed in my thoughts I almost jumped when Master’s finger slowly and tantalizing outlined the shape of my lips and I had to forcibly stop myself from parting my lips to suck on his finger. As though reading my thoughts Master slipped just the tip of his finger between my lips but a warning glint in his eyes reminded me to remain perfectly passive and not give reign to my natural response to placate my oral gratification need. Only my eyes moved as I watched Master’s long sensuous fingers slowly continue their downward descent. When his fingers skimmed past my pert nipples I involuntarily let out a small gasp. Again he cautioned me with his eyes to remain unflinchingly still. Master’s hands then caressed my belly in a hypnotic circular motion before teasingly meandering back again towards my breasts. My breathing quickened but again Master’s eyes cautioned me to remain passive. Pausing for a few moments he studied my face intently before cupping his hands over both breasts. For several agonising seconds Master remained motionless and my desperate need to have my nipples squeezed threatened to engulf me. Silently I pleaded: ‘Squeeze my tits! Please! Please Master! Squeeze my tit NOW!' After what seemed like an eternity I gasped involuntarily when Master gently squeezed first one nipple then the other and again I silently begged: ‘Harder! Squeeze harder!’ But Master teasingly waited. Sucked his lips then gently squeezed one tit. Paused and gently squeezed my other tit. Ever so slowly Master repeated this ritual several times. Each time gradually building the intensity of the squeezing. I held my breath as the waves of delectable orgasmic sensations coursed unchecked through my body. My Warrior released his grip on my tits. Waited a nanosecond before rapidly gently brushing his finger tips repeatedly over my very sensitive nipples. Stopped for another nanosecond before tweaking both nipples with considerable force. Lastly as if reading my mind Master sucked first one nipple and then the other. O.M.G! I am off to ‘Gar! Gar! Land’. I desperately wanted the orgasmic sensation to never end. Alas, Master had his own plans and as his hands continued their downward exploration with very soft alluring circular caresses over my body I imagined I was a horse being stroked from head to tail before being saddled up. Slowly but surely his hands caressed closer and closer to the valley between my thighs. His fingers then lingered for a second over my love triangle and when Master’s pointer finger slipped between my rose petal lips it was almost like electric currents sweeping through my body. I think I detected a slight raise of one eye brow when a water shed of Coochie juices squirted down my legs. Otherwise my Master’s composure remained unchanged. On, and on his hands travelled down my thighs and down to my toes. Without pausing My Lord took me by surprise when he lithely knelt on the floor and carefully examined each toe before letting his kitten like touch moved in reverse from my toes, up my legs, lingering teasingly around my loins. Then ever so suggestively lightly trailed his fingers over my velvet purse before gently brushing open the heart of my flower. My heart raced and I marveled that Master seemed to intuitively know my innate sexual longings and desires. My arousal threatened to overpower me so it was comforting to feel his soft caress move upwards over my stomach again. However when his hands returned back to my breasts I was on fire with uncontrollable wanton lust. Master’s eyes wordlessly demanded my total surrender as his fingers slowly, ever so tantalizingly slowly kept increasing the squeezing intensity on my nipples. When Master secured a clamp to each nipple I feared I would die from ecstasy. I guess he detected my complete surrender because deep throaty murmurings escaped from the inner recesses of my being. Appearing satisfied with his frontal inspection my King turned me around then starting from my head slowly began moving his hands in firm circular motion down my back as if checking to see if his 'Play thing' was indeed ready for action. My knees almost buckled from under me when Master’s sensuous hands landed on my derriere. Closing my eyes I savoured the delectable sensation of Master’s fingers dancing like soft butterfly wings on my butt cheeks. Playing with my bottom however, made me somewhat self conscience and I thought how strange it was that I felt no such inhibitions when I brazenly flashed my Pussy not so long back. Suddenly Viking abruptly took a step back and commanded: ‘Slut bend over and touch your toes.' Mortified that Master was dissatisfied with his inspection I immediately obeyed despite my embarrassment. Finally after what seemed like forever my King forcefully tugged my hair pulling me into an upright position. My body was trembling and I worried I may not meet my Master’s approval. Thankfully my fear was dismissed when he announced: 'Let’s see what your nipples look like when I remove the nipple clamps.’ I glanced down to my boobs and was pleased to note my engorged nipples were standing to full attention. Warrior tweaked each nipple and nodded his approval: ‘Whore you will be pleased to know so far so good you have not failed your inspection There is more to still come but thus far I am going to enjoy seducing you’ I heaved a sigh of relief ‘So far so good.’ I whispered triumphantly to myself and braced myself ready for further inspection as Master gently but somewhat menacingly trailed a whip over my body. Starting from my head he trailed it over my breasts gently tapping each nipple before lingering longer between my thighs, then onwards down to my toes. Wielding the whip rather like a cattle prod he indicated for me bend over and turn around then proceeded to tap the whip in a rhythmical beat up my legs. On reaching my derriere Master dispensed with the whip using his hands to drum a rhythmical beat on my butt cheeks. A large wall mirror afforded me the luxury of watching his hands using my derriere as tom toms. I was captivated by my Viking’s undeniable sexuality as his body swayed with both grace and pure unabashed male energy. The song ‘The Little drummer boy’ sprang to mind: ‘Master please suck my tit Par rump-a-pum pum- And I will moan a bit. Par rump-a-pum pum- I need your cock in my twat. Par rump-a-pum pum-Par rump-a-pum pum-  Now please slap my bum. Par rump-a-pum pum- Then for sure I will cum. Par rump-a-pum pum- Par rump-a-pum pum- You and your bum.’ Although my instincts were to wriggle and gyrate my body in synchronicity with Master’s drumming I dared not earn his displeasure. So quelling my natural instincts and going deep within I melted at the edges. All else faded away: ‘Am I my bottom or is my bottom me?’ Master voice startled me back to the present moment with a jolt: ‘Very good Slut. Stand up now. Remember I am in control but if for ever reason you are not able to continue just say the word ‘Pink' and I will cease what ever is bringing you discomfort but it will not please me.’ Master gazed intently at my breasts and circled the whip almost menacingly around each one of my very engorged nipples. God it felt so good. But, then without warning he gently flayed each pink button. The pain was surprisingly arousing and with each flick of my nipples more crème de la framboise ran down my legs. I smiled to myself when Master boomed: ‘Good Whore! I see you are a gusher. Now let me see if this is also going to create more maiden’s water.’ Master forcibly plied the whip to turn me around wielding it to indicate how wide to spread my legs and demanded: ‘Slut bend over and touch your toes.’ Master traced curly cues around my butt cheeks, and I marvelled that the sensation was both simultaneously relaxing and sexually arousing. However sadly my silent prayer that Master would beat out another rhythm on my derriere went unheeded. He was more intent on using his whip to indicate I needed to widen my stance. Teasingly he trailed the whip between my silken veils and the touch of the leather on my Lilly sprayed vulva juice all over the whip. The intoxicating aroma of the leather mixed with my flange butter had my head spinning. I imagined my body was the strings of a violin and Master’s whip was the bow and as the exquisite music permeated every cell in my body I floated in an endless symphony of sensual orgasmic bliss. My Master continued to delicately dance the whip over my very aroused wet lily until once more Witch’s juice squirted on the floor. Just when I wondered how much more I could take suddenly Master wielded the whip a little more forcefully across my buttocks. Not that it hurt but I guess I was more startled: ‘Ouch!’ I cried Again Master demanded: ‘Whose Slut are you?’ Before I had a chance to reply another whip landed on my backside: ‘Ouch!’ Again Master demanded: ‘Whose slut are you?’ This time I quickly answered. ‘Your Slut Master’ and more twat juices gushed unchecked from my tingling hot pussy lips. Every time I replied obediently ‘Your slut Master.’ tension drained from my body and I was curious to know why? But I do know it was a welcome change to let go and hand the power over to the Masculine. My brains pleasure centres were well and truly firing. Perhaps trying to keep control of my world has inadvertently trained me to hold my body rigid for fear of losing control? But I let those thoughts drift away when Masters voice demanded yet again: *‘Whose slut are you’? ‘Your slut Master.’ I hastily replied and braced my body for yet another token whipping. Instead ice soothed my smarting skin and as Master’s hands gently stroked away the discomfort little groans of pleasure escaped from my lips. My whole body was aroused and on fire. So much so I worried my legs would buckle from under me. Thus I was ever so grateful and relieved when my God stood me back to an upright position. What transpired next took me totally by surprise. Master slipped both his hands into mitts made from silky soft rabbit fur and sensuously caressed every inch of my body. It was as though he was admiring a treasured art piece. The soft silken fur on my lips sent me into the depth of unimaginable rapture only surpassed when the rabbit mitts deliciously stroked my breasts. I wondered: ‘Is my skin fur, or is the fur my skin? Am I on planet earth, or somewhere out in space?’ My world was spinning and I feared my pleasure threshold would explode. Thankfully my God must have been privy to my emotional upheaval and all too soon he removed the mitts and silently traced his fingers over my face looking deep into my eyes with a mysterious unfathomable expression. When he ran his fingers gently through my hair and ever so delicately pushed the stray hair off my face I fell into a vast well of longing. So much so I almost believed Master was impersonating the role of a dominate alpha male and in reality he was in fact a romantic softy. But that thought was dismissed when My Lord’s voice jerked me back to reality: ‘Slut remember I am your Master not your powder puff.’ As if to emphasize his point Master grabbed a handful of my hair. Involuntarily, I screamed but unperturbed by my yelping Master forcibly pulled me by my hair and dragging me towards the chair. Stopped abruptly! Stared triumphantly at my naked body then gruffly commanded: ‘Sit Whore!’ Perched nervously on the edge of the chair I tried to anticipate what was to follow. A small tinge of fear threatened my composure and I wondered if I should end my rendezvous as Masters Slut and utter the word ‘PINK.’’ Thankfully before I could chose that option Master interrupted my thoughts: ‘Whore before we continue I will treat you to a visual feast so make yourself comfortable. Beautiful orchestral music exploded into the room capturing the haunting sounds of the wild. I imagined Cougars, Panthers, Lions, and Leopards, moving with stealth speed and agility to the rhythm of the music. I was enthralled and mesmerized as my Warrior walked around me moving with grace of a powerful black panther stalking its prey through the undergrowth. Closer and closer he prowled towards me. But then he swung abruptly around and with measured steps prowled in the opposite direction before standing perfectly still. Then with the stealth of a large cat prowled majestically back towards me again. It was as though I was a hapless mouse being toyed with by the cat and I wondered if I should scamper back to the safety of my hole. But I dismissed that thought and instead feasted my eyes on Master’s handsome face and beautiful body. Like a wild animal he moved closer and closer towards me. Finally standing at close proximity I could clearly study his large strong sensuous hands. Captivated, and hardly daring to breath I watched him slowly, ever so slowly undo the buttons on his black shirt. He took for ever to teasingly undo the last button. Finally the opened shirt revealed a muscled chest and his calm but very sexy demeaner seemed to be saying ‘Look at me I am ever so sexy.’ Then after what seemed like forever and with an intensity that was on verge of overpowering me he looked deep into my eyes, slightly wriggled his broad shoulders before very seductively letting his shirt slip down his arms and fall to the floor. My instinct was to snuggle my face into his neck. I wanted to breath in his sex and feel skin to skin, but I detected a ‘Don’t you dare look’ flashing across Master’s face. Suitably warned I distracted myself by focusing my attention on his hands alluringly hovering at his waist. It was difficult to contain my excitement as I imagined the glorious sight of his member being displayed like a proud peacock. Just the very thought of the visual feast almost had me drooling. Could it possibly get better than this? Master suddenly ceased his enchanting, performance. My disappointment was palatable but not for long. Knowing more treats were waiting for me I closed my eyes and let myself imagine Master in all his naked glory. When I opened them again, he was striding around me before finally stopping directly in front of me. I breathed deeply inhaling the aroma of his maleness. The fragrance of his sun kissed skin mixed with the aroma of male pheromones was such a powerful aphrodisiac it drove me wild. I wanted to melt into the vast sea of lust and longing. Lost in my olfactory feast his voice startled me: ‘I warn you Whore there are still more criteria you need to pass before I decide your fate. I am seeking a toy, a plaything to use at my will. If, and I repeat IF! You meet the following expectations you will be my toy. My plaything to use as I so desire.’ To calm my anxiety while awaiting my fate my mind travelled back in time and I recalled a song about a broken doll that has just been mended. While the doll waits nervously to find out if she looks alright she sings: ‘Is my nose on straight? Do I have a cute expression on my face? Are my blue eyes bright? Do I look alright? I can hardly wait? To be taken on Christmas day?’ In my nervous trance like state I composed my own words and under my breath sang: Do you think I’m hot? Do I have a cute expression on my face? Do you like my twat Please tell me my fate Because I can hardly wait To be fucked by you tonight.’ For several magical moments I was lost in another time zone and missed Master’s command, so he grabbed a handful hair and forcibly made me stand: ‘I said. Stand up! Do you dare to disobey me slut?’ Stoically stood as best as I could. Master let go of my hair and I think I noticed an amused glint in his eye when he spoke: ‘Need I remind you that you are my Slut my toy to use how I please and you must obey. ’Do you hear me Whore?’ At first when I tried to speak my mouth opened but words failed me. I took a deep breath and hastily blurted: ‘Master I am your Slut. I am yours to obey. To please you in every way.’ In a monotone voice Master replied: ‘Next time Slut answer me immediately. I forgive your transgression this time but remember there may not be a next time if you don’t. Now it’s just about play time but first I need to make you ready for me to use you as my toy.’ I glanced at Master and detected an amused glint in his eyes however he appeared to struggle maintaining his stern composure, but then quickly regained control and looped a large studded black leather dog collar around my neck and buckled it quickly. He then fastened a red rope to the collar and gave the rope a couple of gentle playful tugs as if testing I would obediently respond. Gave a grunt of satisfaction stating triumphantly: ‘Time to introduce you to my workbench Slut.’ and tugging the red rope he dragged me to the workbench on the far side of the room. Nervously I surveyed the wooden work bench. Similar to a very low massage table, and quite narrow with two metal loops at the foot, two either side at the head, and one in the middle. I felt more than a little apprehensive when I spied two Roman rings suspended overhead and wondered what would be used for. Hardly daring to breath my eyes quickly glanced at the other items assembled on the table. I counted five more black leather collars nipple clamps and the blind fold. I was curious as to why there was a hair dryer, a couple of large feathers, a pastry cutter, among the neatly assembled toys. There was also a small jug kept warmed by a tea candle. My nostrils sniffed the air, and the aroma of coconut oil immediately fills my senses. I was pleased to note my favourite perfume ‘Red Door’ was included. It was all beginning to make sense. Recalling our initial contact, I remembered Master had given me detailed instructions about how to dress and had asked me what was my favourite perfume. Caught up in my thoughts I failed to hear my God’s next instruction: ‘Are you daring to disobey me again slut? ‘ I instructed you to place your right foot on the workbench. You must do as I commanded immediately or suffer the consequences.’ (God I bemoaned the fact I had forgotten my hearing aids because being hard of hearing resulted in me missing vital instructions from Master.) Quickly I placed my right foot on the workbench. Master appeared to struggle maintaining his stern composure, but quickly regained control. Selecting a black studded leather collar from the assembled toys he very slowly brushed it softly over my cunt then flicked it down my leg before securing it in place around my right ankle. Selecting another collar Master Instructed: ‘Now your left foot Whore.’ I noted a look of triumph on his face as he teasingly traced it around my nipples then trailed it up and down my body in a menacing manner as if daring me to beg for mercy before securing it around my left ankle. My Lord then surveyed his handy work announcing in a monotone voice: ‘Now kneel down in front of me Slut and spread your knees apart and lift both your arms as if surrendering. Close your eyes and keep them closed.’ Immediately, I did as instructed and was taken completely by surprise when slime trail trickled down my legs onto the floor. Kneeling before Master in total surrender had my mind doing loop de loops. Apparently relinquishing my need to be in control was not only liberating but also a huge sexual turn on. Even though a sense of calm swept over me simultaneously every cell in my body tingled with undeniable carnal thirst. Especially, given the fact that kneeling before Master I calculated my mouth was at just the right height as his groin and I yearned to take Master’s Cock deep in my throat. Somehow I managed to quell my burning compulsion. I detected a very gentle movement of air and surmised was Master circling around me and as each second passed my desire to peep was harder to resist. The aroma of Master’s masculine essence threatened to bring me asunder so I heaved a sigh of relief when finally Master grabbed my right hand, opened my fingers and gently tickled my palm. Judging by the feel I guessed it was another dog collar. Master trailed it up my arm, across both nipples, down my left arm before finally securing the collar around my left wrist. With the last remaining collar Master playfully flicked it between my legs teasing my moist swollen pussy lips. Twat juice trickled down between my thighs and as he secured the last collar around my right wrist I heard him almost inaudibly say: ‘Ha, I notice my Whore is making more slurpy juice for me to drink from her fury cup.’ With both my arms still held in total surrender I was starting to get concerned saying to myself: ‘You’ve done it again you fool perhaps this time you will learn your lesson not to mess with fire. How do I get myself out of this mess?’ At what seemed like forever before my Lord yanked my neck collar forcing me to stand and delivered his next instructions: ‘Time to open your eyes now Slut. It’s nearly time for carnal play. Let the wild debauchery rumpus begin.’ Perhaps Master guessed fear was beginning to take hold because when he angled my body onto the workbench his instructions were delivered with a softer more persuasive voice: ‘Lie on your back and splay your arms and legs wide Whore.’ Naked, and spreadeagled like a starfish on the work bench and entirely at Master’s mercy I felt vulnerable and more than a little apprehensive. I carefully studied Master’s demeaner for any clues that would put my mind at rest and noted his jaw was relaxed and decided that was hopefully a good sign. Master paused for a few moments. Perhaps to let me Centre myself before proceeding, or perhaps pleased with the picture of me secured on the workbench he was simply admiring his handy work? But I sensed a growing sense of urgency as he secured each of the five collars to the five metal loops around workbench. Then he trailed the sixth rope attached to my neck collar around my face, over both nipples, over my tummy then ever so softly tickled my Yoni sending warm fuzzies to every inch of my being. It was as if gentle rays of the early morning sunlight were reassuring my body that all was well. Master left the rope just a fraction away from the doorway to Lady Jane and it occurred to me maybe Master had given instructions to the rope to guard my pussy. I smiled inwardly and gave the rope the pet name of: ‘Tickle de de.’ Lastly he held the blind fold aloft. I lifted my head against the restraint of the dog collar eager to be bathed in darkness. This did not please Master so he impatiently pushed my head back onto the workbench. Waiting a few seconds to make sure I understood not to anticipate his actions before quickly positions the blind fold over my eyes and instructing: ‘Now Slut I have you captive. You are my plaything. You my Slut will soon be indulging your olfactory and tactile senses.’ Bathed in darkness was strangely comforting. It was like the closing my eyes on a bright glaring midday sun. Engrossed in my thoughts I was pleasantly startled when my favourite perfume was sprayed over my breasts and around my Lady garden. The aroma wafting around me was intoxicating but my pleasure threshold doubled when Master gently probed his finger into my hungry wet pussy before trailing his finger under my nose. The fragrance of Master’s musky sun drenched skin and my slut butter mixed together with perfume was elixir of the Gods. My nose quivered. I took several deep breathes and saturated my senses in the delectable fragrance of lust. My mind drifted back to a very treasured memory in another place and time many years ago. At the time I was sixteen and I remember I was in the Blue Mountains lying naked on a warm rock beside a water fall. While luxuriating in the glorious sensations of the sun kissing my Yoni a water fall cascading to the river far below was showering me with its cool mist: ‘What fun! Bathing Yoni in the mid day sun. Legs stretched wide Warm rock warming my backside Cool mist on my skin Finger slips in Enjoying the bliss Of a Yoni sun kiss.’ I felt ‘Tickle de de’ kissing my sun-soaked pussy lips and gradually as past memories drifted away like leaves floating down a river I heard the soft humming of the hair dryer. Delicious cool breezes tickled my nipples then lingered longer down below teasing my rose petal lips indulging my tactile senses with wave after wave of erotic bliss and I feared I would drown in my pussy juice. Apparently, Master was gliding ‘Tickle de de’ over my Lady Jane to double the bliss and I bet it surely tickled his fancy watching the expression of rapture on my face because above the music and the hum of the hairdryer I heard my God almost inaudibly say: ‘God I love it when Slut’s juices flow like a river of melted snow. I reckon there is nothing more delicious to quench my thirst than twat butter from Whore’s velvet purse.’ My Lady Jane responded immediately to Master’s unexpected accolade with yet another water fall of Maiden’s water. Luxuriating in the delicious aromas wafting around me I was starting to wonder if I was indeed having an outer body experience because my thoughts tumbled out in rhyme when I imagined creating the perfect recipe for a perfume I labelled ‘Debauchery’: Firstly, I would add lashings of frivolous sorcery. Then to this witches brew I would include a fetish or two. Of course, a dash of raunchiness wouldn’t go astray. For it would add to scent in many ways. Also, I believe it would be a sin To not include aroma of sun kissed skin. Then I would stir the concoction clockwise twice. Next, to give the perfume added spice I reckon I would blend liberal lashings of lust. For this addition would simply be a must! And a sprinkle of Red Door perfume would certainly enhance the mix. Giving the recipe an extra kick. But of course, The most important ingredient is vulva sauce Nor is there any doubt Copious drops of precious precum must not to be left out. And I am adamant you would need to fuck my brain  Again! Again! And again!  Because I tell you true it would be a shame  To regard sex as a mindless game.’  Then I was jolted back to reality, or perhaps I died and floated up to heaven? Master was dancing a soft feather all over my body. The sensation was soothing and sensuous, but when he tickled my fanny with the feather it was tricky to hold my composure and not giggle! Giggle! Giggle! Because I recalled people complaining: ‘Particularly nasty weather!’ Or the jokers saying: ‘Ticklemyarsewithafeather!’ And also having heard the old wives tail that if a Witch is tickled until she giggles she looses all her magic powers so I hoped Master was not testing to see if I was indeed a Witch? Somehow, I stoically managed to suppress my weird sense of the ridiculous and forced my body to relax again. But that peaceful easy feeling soon dissipated. For a brief second tiny pin pricks rolled across my body gently piercing my skin followed by the soothing touch of a silky feather fluttering close behind. Although the pin pricks were not exactly painful, nevertheless the tantalising contrast between a taste of pain followed by pleasure certainly woke up every cell in my body. Basking in the glory of my sexual awakening I felt like a bear coming out of hibernation and drifted into a deep sleep. Rod Stewart singing ‘Wake up Susie’ woke me with a jolt and it took me several seconds to figure out where I was and several more seconds more to realise I was not dreaming. Indeed, it seemed like eternity since Master left instructing me to lie still and to replay the unfolding of his seduction. Now as I wait for Master to return it is giving me time to reflect on my situation and as much as I dislike being a kill joy and despite the fact I enjoyed Master’s seduction, I worry that if I decide to stay, I may be placing myself in an uncompromising position. The longer I wait for Master to return the more intense is the feeling of foreboding: ‘Am I crazy? Am I putting myself in danger?’ As if to answer my question the song ‘There is a house in New Orleans’ is blasting in my headphones: There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl Dear God, I know I was one  Dear God, I know I was one’ I can’t help but worry: ‘Will this be my ruin too?’ Waiting is unbearable. My body is wired like an overly tight violin string. I try to reassure myself that I am not in the ‘House of The Rising sun’. But the burning question: ‘What has Master in store for me when he returns?’ The weird mixture of in-trepidation and nervous sexual arousal is nevertheless threatening my composure. If I stay, will I be able to be a slave for my Master and do his bidding? If I go will I be missing the opportunity to explore my inner Whore? While mulling these questions over and over in my head the Clash band singing: ‘Should I stay or should I go? Adding fuel to the fire and my misgivings are mounting. It occurs to me that Master deliberately chose the playlist of songs to test my mind set. 'Should I stay? Or should I go now’?  Should I stay, or should I go now? If I go, there will be trouble  And if I stay, it will be double So come on and let me know Should I stay, or should I go?’

19 January 2026

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Naked in the sun with my 2 beautiful friends with the luscious scent of their bodily fluids. Breasts erotically bobbling on my cheeks while I take in the surrounds and enjoy the sensual touch of these exciting excited woman. The stroking fondling eroticism breathing life into us all. Pure joy. If life was freedom. This would display this order in its purest form. One woman with sun-bronzed skin. One lily white. Breasts with nipples hard erect standing for ecstasy. Ecstasy of anticipation and participation. Fun in its pure form. With juices of sex energy dripping flowing in flowing out. Sweaty bodies in the sun living in joy. Kissing every crevasse. Three sets of lips moving fluidly from one to the other. Taking in the tastes of our sexual natures flowing cascading and breathing into the moment with the freedom of our energy moving back and forth soaking up every drop of each other of the sun the air flowing. Se and all its physical and spiritual qualities freeing us from constraint. Freeing up from daily life. Energising us to return to society. To sit be the coast and sip our cocktails reminiscing our afternoon in the sun naked and free.

16 January 2026

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A met this larger lady who contacted me online, and after a week or two of sexting and chatting we decided to meet. I arranged a house for the weekend in a nearby town to where she lived, as discretion was very important to her. (She also said she could get carried away and a bit loud) I arrived first and had flowers and champagne organised for her as she had bemoaned the fact that never in her married life had she ever been given flowers. I’d only seen a couple of discreet photos of her and was immediately struck by her amazing blue eyes. She was as she said a larger size and as she promised there was plenty of ass to smack. She’d told me she loved to get spanked as she got filled with cock. Her texting (sexting)over the previous weeks was next level so I had high hopes it was going to be a really great night. We had a quick meal and a few drinks to calm the nerves and then moved to the couch. I’d been dying to see her tits and wondered what her nipples would feel like in my mouth. She obliged by undoing her shirt and uncoupling her bra from the front. I hadn’t seen a front centre bra clip before. Her tits were small in comparison to the rest of her but they were pert and sexy as hell. We’d been kissing and fondling and basically feeling our way cautiously a bit. Once I started to suck and lick her nipples the previous sexting scenarios went totally off tap. She reached down and literally ripped my pants open and dove onto my cock while I was busy trying to get my hands on her cunt. She was drenching and the feeling of her moaning loudly on my cock while I rubbed her clit almost made me come right there. I told her to stop or I’d blow. She said the only place you’re blowing is deep in my cunt. She demanded I get to the bedroom and was undressed and literally threw herself on the bed and grabbed her knees and spread herself while telling me to fill her cunt right now. I couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough. She had a very tight small cunt for a big woman and I couldn’t help but just plunge into her. The lasting memory is the look in those beautiful blue eyes. They were open wide with surprise and delight as she told me that I’d be fucked to death by morning and she was almost right. Luckily for me she shaved her cunt instead of waxing it and so there was a little bit of bristle on her landing strip that took away some of the sensation each time I stroked my cock into her. She’d told me that she could come from just fucking alone but I was dubious as it’s pretty rare to get a woman off just from fucking alone but she starting coming then cursing me as she demanded more cock. That undid me and I came for the first time of the evening. The absolute most erotic thing was that she told me she wasn’t done and demanded I fuck her through my orgasm. To keep fucking after you’ve come is pretty much impossible but she gave me no choice. I had to fuck her really hard to stay wooden and try to get another load into her creamy cunt. I’d told her I was going to lick her cream pie cunt and I don’t think she believed me until after I’d filled her for a second time I slid down and spread her thighs so I could eat her cunt and lick her clit. She was amazed and kept saying, “fuck you’re really doing it, eat my cunt, make me come “. I was lying on the bed licking her cunt covered in my sex and grinding my cock on the bed. I was surprised I was getting hard again already and so I told her to roll onto her side with a knee raised and I pumped my cock into her from behind whilst she was lying on her side and I was kneeling over her. This was the money position. I could get a good full length onto her like that. As I said she was a big girl but sexy as fuck. I told her to show me her tits while I fucked her and she twisted to expose them to me while I told her to kiss me and taste her cunt on my lips. Once I started to play with her nipples she cursed me and told me she couldn’t stop coming but at the same time told me to keep fucking her. It was alternately “fuck you” and “don’t you dare stop pumping my cunt”. This was the best position we found for the night where she could get a good cunt full and I could be over her driving my cock deep into her. I ate more creamed cunt that night than in a month of Sundays and in the morning we did it again. She thought I wouldn’t want to lick her again after the hours of fucking from the night but my favourite memory is of her trying to stop me licking her as she was worried she wasn’t fresh and then lacing her fingers behind my head as I licked her and saying “Fuck you, you motherfucker you’ve got me again”. Incredible woman and sexy as hell.

16 January 2026

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Sitting staring at the phone wishing for a text just to prove he's thinking about me! Sitting at the bar of the local Happy Hours just finished... happy for some. Lots of noise and banter going on around me, I join in on occasions. Ding ding ahh there it is the text I was hoping for, I must have smiled cos the barmaid commented. "Ahh that made your face light up got a new man on the scene? Come on fill us in!?" She joked. "Just a guy I met nothing serious, don't want a relationship, don't seem to win at those!" I answered "Long distance too hard, he's in Adelaide I'm out here and I will never go back to live in the city! So probably won't go anywhere! Just a bit of fun, but between you and me...Holly dooly was it good from the very first night! Like we knew each other no awkwardness just total utter pleasure and passion! Just have to wait weeks in-between catching up! Got the house to myself and he's there I'm here!" I blurted out. Just as I finished saying it Ding Ding, Ding Ding my phone went off. I opened the phone to a photo of a big grin and the sign to my town... I nearly choked said out loud "What the Fuck!!" Next photo a big grin out the front of my house!!! "Omg I gotta go chuck my beer... he's fuckin here!!!" Flicked the phone so she could see...she cracked up laughing "Run girl run and have a good night!" She called out. I ran to the car drove out the carpark 100miles an hour down the main street to my house and yep there he was! I jumped out the car rushed over threw my arms around his neck and kissed ohhh we kissed lips caressed, tongues met, more lips kissing, more passion tongues meeting I could feel my nipples getting hard and between my legs getting wetter! I slide my hand to his crutch... yep he was feeling it too! " Hmm shouldn't we go inside, I just thought I'd surprise you and since there was noone home at your place we could spend some time together! Doing you know whatever you want!" He said with a cheeky grin. "Oh wait till you feel how juicy I already am then you will know for sure what I want to do!" Straight inside to the bedroom kissing and touching each others body, feeling the hardness of his obvious pleasure and my arousal of hard nipples and... "Ohhh wow you really are dripping wet!!" He said shocked as he put his hand up my skirt and slid his fingers inside my juicy wet pussy! "Hmmm no pants that's a turn on!" He said looking me in the eyes as he passionately kissed my lips over and over moaning each time they met! I found myself doing the same noises till I pulled back from his lips held his hand harder into my groin, smiled and said, "Makes for easy access!" We laughed and he fondled my pussy I could hear the wetness squelch under my skirt as I took my top off undid my bra lifted my breast to my lips and sucked on my nipple, he grabbed the other and licked and sucked together, his fingers deep flicking inside me his palm rubbing against my clit...oh fuck yeah oh oh ahhhahhha right then I orgasmed cum gushing from my twitching pussy all over his hand!! "Hmmm well that's number one done let's see how many more I can make you have!!!" He grinned as he said it leading me to the bed, laying me down, pulling off my skirt and diving face first into my pussy licking up all the juices moan with pleasure as he flicked his tongue against my clit sliding it to my pussy hole... And bammm there's another one, oh and again! I think we lost count of the amount of orgasms but I can tell you they are always in the double figures!! Even now a year later he makes me cum over and over till I squirt!

13 January 2026

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She noticed him before he noticed her. Blue eyes. Beard. That calm, grounded presence that didn’t try to impress. It just existed. He ordered something neat. She approved silently, imagining the taste of his lips. When he finally turned and caught her looking, he didn’t look away. Just held her gaze for a second longer than necessary and smiled, the kind of smile that promised trouble without saying a word. He came over without rushing it. Her pulse ticked up slightly at the way he moved, slow, grounded, confident. She could feel her body leaning in without thought, nipples tightening under her top, a flutter in her stomach at the anticipation. He smiled, slow and deliberate, like he already knew something she didn’t. The kind of smile that carved faint lines at the corners of his mouth and eyes. Not the practiced kind. The real kind. The kind that hinted he laughed easily, often, and knew exactly how dangerous that was. She felt the magnetic pull of him, and her pulse sped, a delicious ache stirring through her body. He leaned in just enough to change the air between them. “We can pretend to be innocent and polite,” he whispered, low and deliberate, “or we can let our desires lead and see where it goes.” She felt the challenge in it. “And if I choose what I desire?” His smile deepened. “Then I promise to fulfill all yours.” She felt weak at the knees, and she knew exactly what she wanted. Heat pooled low in her belly, a delicious ache demanding attention. They didn’t talk like strangers filling time. They talked like two people testing the edges of each other’s minds. The conversation wandered and looped, touching on opinions, travel, ridiculous observations, small confessions offered like dares. Every clever remark made her stomach tighten. Every time she smiled, his eyes lingered like he was committing it to memory. At some point she realised he was standing closer. Or maybe she had moved closer. The distance had shrunk until it was just a suggestion of space, electric and tense. She felt the brush of him and it made her thighs clench ever so slightly, a delicious friction building in anticipation. His hand settled at the small of her back. Not claiming, not pressing, just intentional. It sent a spark of heat up her spine and made her core ache in response. Her breathing hitched, subtle, almost involuntary. “You’re doing this on purpose,” he said, voice low, teasing. “Doing what?” “Building tension.” She smiled, “You like it.” He leaned slightly, close enough to sense the heat radiating from her. Her pulse raced, her body longing with anticipation, every nerve alive with desire. “Only with the right person." For a moment they just looked at each other, close enough that the space between them felt like a decision. Her body ached, every nerve on fire, imagining the possibilities if she let herself lose control. “You’re trouble,” he breathed. She didn’t move away. A corner of her mouth lifted. “In the best of ways.” Her body trembled slightly, imagining how his hands might feel on her if she let him. The space between them had narrowed to breath and intention. Foreheads nearly touching, breaths mingling. She could feel him pressing against her, body tense, coaxing hers to mirror his. Every inch of her ached for him, for the delicious unknown. His hand shifted at her back, not pulling her in, just enough to make it clear he could. Her body responded instantly, tingling, wet with anticipation. Her eyes dropped to his mouth, then back to his eyes. She shifted slightly, positioning herself so even the gentlest movement of his leg would caress her. For a heartbeat, neither of them moved. And then he leaned in. Not fast. Not hesitant. Slow, deliberate, like he wanted her to feel every second of the decision. She tilted her head slightly, meeting him halfway. Almost. So close, she could sense the heat of him, counting the seconds by the rise and fall of his chest. Her leg intentionally placed, hoping he would press himself against her. And then “Last drinks!” The bartender’s voice cut through the moment, too loud, too close, perfectly timed to ruin everything. They pulled back just slightly, breaking the spell but not the fire. She laughed softly, feeling the lingering ache that pulsed between them. He exhaled, something between a sigh and a quiet curse, and glanced toward the bar before looking back at her. “Well,” he said, eyes still dark, “that was cruel timing.” She smiled. “Criminal, really.” For a moment they just stood there, the tension still humming, unresolved and very much alive. Her body throbbed with anticipation, every nerve alive, every pulse a decadent reminder of what was waiting. Then he straightened and readjusted himself, made a decision. “Come on,” he said, offering his hand with confidence. “Let’s take this elsewhere.” She didn’t hesitate. She took his hand. They stepped into the night air. Cooler. Clean. The city moving around them, but it felt like the world had shrunk to just the two of them. Every step stretched the tension between them, every brush of their bodies a question that demanded an answer. Her insides pulsing with anticipation, every nerve alive, every pulse a delicious reminder of what was waiting. The space between them felt tight now. Charged. He looked at her the way you look at something you plan to take your time with. Undressing her with his eyes. She could feel the urge deep inside her, dripping wet, and desperate for more. He leaned slightly closer. “Well…” Her heart rate spiked. “I’m ready for bed.” A purposeful pause. She drew a shallow breath, her thighs clenched. His smile deepened, slow, vicarious. “Are you coming?” She leaned in, matching his heat, her body aching for him. “Lead the way.” It was all the confirmation they both needed. He pressed his lips against hers, slow and testing, and the heat hit like a live wire. Her body reacted instantly, leaning into his. He responded, moulding his body to hers. She felt him pulsing against her. Every nerve in her body screamed, every pulse demanding more, and she deepened the kiss, tasting him, warm and intoxicating. His hands slid to her waist, seeking bare skin, craving the feel of her wetness. She lost herself in the moment, she slowly ran her hand down his chest, past his stomach, and continued until she felt the hard evidence of what she was doing to him. The urge was too much for them both… And just like that, the night promised more…

13 January 2026

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Jane was just a normal young woman. She wore normal clothes, had a normal hair style, she didn't use much makeup. Just an average Jane. Sure she was pretty, a cute face, with slightly sultry eyes. She wore a small metal stud in her nose. Her cheeks were nice and rosy, especially when she was embarrassed. Her short red hair hung low at the front, lengthening towards the back, dropping just below her shoulders; she mostly tied it in a bun. She worked in a local bar, serving her customers with her cute grin. What she did have that was really special though: her body. Tight and slim; athletic and toned. Perfectly shaped and sized tits, and the most beautifully rounded little ass. She really did like to keep herself in shape, and regularly worked out after her afternoon shifts at her local gym. She would always notice the guys looking at her, staring at her, ogling at her sexy body. She would try to make them notice her by using the treadmill and step machines when she knew they would be working out behind her so they could all look at her ass, shaking and bouncing for them. It secretly thrilled her knowing they were perving at her, but she always played it down whenever they would approach her, by turning up her music and tapping at her headphones so they could hear it bellowing out loud when they attempted to chat with her. She felt this gave her some power by rejecting and ignoring them. She often saw the same few guys there when she was doing her workouts. She loved the attention, it got her excited. It made her pussy very wet. So much that she would have noticeable patches showing through her tight leggings between her crotch. She would nearly always go home those nights, and frantically masturbate thinking about all the guys masturbating thinking about her. Rubbing and fingering her juicy, sweaty, wet pussy till she climaxed and fell asleep. It was just a usual Friday evening shift for Jane, she was only there from the afternoon and planned on doing her routine workout at the gym when she finished at about 10pm. It wasn't far from her work to the gym on her way home so she would always walk. At about 9:15pm, two of the regular guys she recognised from the gym came in and sat down at a table; oblivious that she was there. She felt a bit cornered knowing they would probably recognise her, and the outfit they made her wear for work was quite revealing and showed off her assets nicely, with a tight little cut top and very small denim shorts cut rough at the legs. Her manager ushered her over to their table to serve them: reluctantly she was obligated to do so. “Hi guys, what can I get you?” she queried with her usual pretty, cute smile. “Oh. Just two cokes and a bowl of hot nuts please miss” one responded. The other looked her up and down; faced almost at eye level to her tantalisingly perfect tits, half hanging out of her top. “Hey, you're that lass from the gym. I've seen you there, but never had the chance to say hi…” the other cut him off. Gazing at her body from across the table… “Oh yeah. It is you.” “Didn't know you worked here, what's your name?” He asked.” I'm Mike, and this is Jack.” She smiled and pulled her top up covering her tits up, “It's Jane. Is that it for your order?” Mike, whom Jane thought was hot, and was actually really good looking, caught her eyes and said, “Nothing else… unless of course, you're on the menu?” And he winked at her. This made her blush; she was embarrassed but excited. She tried to cover it up by looking down at her feet. But she couldn't help but look up to see the other guy lick his lips at her too…hearing and seeing this began to arouse her. “Coming right up”. She proclaimed. And hastily turned and headed towards the bar… “Yeah, ‘coming’ alright” Jack whispered back to Mike, but Jane still overheard him… Jane thought about what Mike just said, it made her feel warm and wanted, the attention she desired made her body tingle with a hot flush. She could sense the excitement in her pants, the thrill started to seep into her mind. Lingering on her perverted thoughts, she felt her wetness more and more, her plump pussy lips sliding effortlessly against each other as she walked back with their drinks. Her panties soaked wet with her juices, she could almost see it coming through her tight jean shorts and wasn't quite sure it was also leaking down the sides of her inner thigh; but she could definitely smell it. Now it was too late to turn around, as she walked over toward their table they both looked directly back at Jane. She knew her scent filled the air around her and she was certain the guys would smell her pussy; her excitement she couldn't contain. She reached the table. Blushed red with embarrassment, knowing that she could not hide this from the guys. “Here's your drinks guys, I'll be right back with the hot nuts for you”. She quickly placed both drinks on the table and quickly spun back to get away. Both guys really did smell her unmistakable wet juices. Mike could even see the wet outline of her pussy lips between her crotch, and the soaked panties beneath her shorts. He looked over to Jack, “Horny, do you think?” Jack smiled and said, “I'm sure it was almost trickling down her leg! She smells good to me!” They both laughed arguing about who made her so excited, and waited for her to come back. Jane had gone into the back to get a bowl of nuts even though there were several already prepared. She had to do something about her pussy. Grabbing a serviette she quickly dabbed her crotch, wiping away some of her juices and cleaning it off her thighs. Her pussy was now throbbing, tingling with excitement. She thought, fuck it, and put the pussy juice soaked piece of cloth under the bowl of nuts, and took it out to the guys table. Placing it down next to Mike. “There's your nuts guys. Enjoy.” Both Mike and Jack could smell her in the air, getting them both very aroused… and even when she'd gone from the table they could still smell her womanly scent near them. They both joked about Jane, drank and shared the nuts. Mike picked up the serviette and wiped it down his face and mouth… “Holy shit man! I think this is her pussy juice all over this!” And held it up against Jack's face, the distinguished sweet smell pressing into his nose. “Fuck man that's hot”... “Where is she now!?” They both looked around and she was nowhere to be seen… “Hey” Mike asked one of the other servers, “Where's the girl that was just here serving us? Jane. Where is she?” the other girl answered, “oh she finished her shift, and left about 5 minutes ago. Can I get you guys something else?. “No, no it's ok we were just leaving anyway, but thank you”. “Damn man, was hoping to catch her before she left” Mike stated… “Well let's go down the gym, she might be going there, she's usually there on Friday and we were going anyway.” Jack responded. Jane had made her way over to the gym, she was changing and getting undressed. Her pussy was still wet and she felt it with her fingers covering them in her stickiness. She chose to take off her panties and slipped into her tight exercise leggings. They fitted around her like they had been sewn on around her ass cheeks. Without any underwear, her pussy lips made it seem like she wasn't wearing any pants at all. She pulled them up tight into her crotch, leaving nothing to the imagination. She looked at herself in the mirror, her top showing her erect nipples through them also. She almost wondered if anyone would notice if she had been wearing nothing! Her excitement was still making her wet. She walked out of the change room and started off exercising on one of the bikes. Resting her tingling pussy and clit on the seat, arousing her with every pedal stroke, she could feel the seat easing up, almost penetrating her pussy. Her pussy was so wet, and getting sensitive she had to finish early, as the seat was also drenched in her juices. She wiped it off with her towel and went over to one of the leg press machines. Laying on her stomach, with her ass in the air she bent her legs up showing off her pert ass cheeks with every rep. Guys were already circling around her, watching her, looking at her ass stretching and they could see the outline of her pussy between her legs. It was mesmerising. She got up, glanced at the guys watching her. They all looked away, but she caught them all. Then she went over to the hip extension machine. Spreading her legs apart and then snapping them back shut. Like a teasing peep show for all the guys… drooling over her. It was then that Mike and Jack walked in. Right in line for the perfect view of her pussy, wide open, a wet patch already visible, and no sign of underwear… Mike just stopped in his tracks, and adjusted his cock in his shorts…”Would you look at that mate…?” Jack was already lost in thought, staring perplexed in wonder. “You ok mate, you still with us?” Mike jokingly questioned. “Yeah, just lost in… that” but he kept staring. Jane looked over at the two of them, she could see both of their massive hard cocks stretching out the thin fabric of their gym shorts, now she was getting transfixed on them. They both sat down on the nearest machine to hide their huge desires for her, but kept looking over at her on the machine, her legs spreading apart: both thinking of how wet her pussy must be, from how soaked her pants were looking already. Jane looked back towards them, eager to see them watching her. Knowing they were looking at her, right at her wet crotch. She watched back at the two guys, both effortlessly work their gym machines, their muscles bulging with each rep. Their cocks still stiff with excitement, protruding a larger bulge from their shorts. Jack and Mike were healthy and fit. Worked out regularly, kept themselves well. Their bodies athletically muscular and toned. They looked after their bodies and she could already see they both had big hard cocks; she was already fantasising. Looking around she could see the other guys, about four more of them, still hard glancing over at her sexy workout. She revelled in this. She stroked both her hands down over her tits, pushing out her chest as she did, the nipples hard and sticking out, flicked back into position once her hands had gone over them. All of the guys were watching this. One of them had his hands down his pants, trying to be discrete. Another was doing bench presses with his head tilted back about a metre away from her, his eyes fixed on her pussy. Two of them were on the treadmill, only they were slow jogging and not really doing any effort. And Jack and Mike were still occasionally doing a few reps that she could see were too easy for them. They were all just watching her. She looked at each of them; all of them were regulars, she'd seen them often there working out. All of them were hot; she thought, any one of them could have her, but what about all of them together? She was so horny thinking about this. This innocent looking girl. Laying there, having all these dirty thoughts, Her pussy began to control her, wanting her to think things, making her inner urges and desires spill out of her mind and into reality… She lay back on the machine, her perk breasts sitting up on her chest, and just began touching herself. Playing. Fondling. Teasing. She grabbed both her tits, squeezing them together, rubbing her nipples with her fingers… ran one hand under her top. Releasing one of her tits. It bounced out. Showing her perfect roundness and beautiful nipple. Then she took her other hand, reached in and pulled the other one out, both her amazing tits just sitting there on show. Then in one swift Smooth motion she whipped her top completely off as she sat up on the bench to an audience of watchful guys. Liking her fingers she caressed each nipple with her hands, before licking them again in a provocative way, mimicking her sucking the end of a cock, taking them deep along her tongue. All the guys in the room were now unsure of what was going on in front of them. Was this even real? They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Jane took her fingers out and looked straight at Mike, and beckoned Jack over towards her, her fingers reeling them in. They both got up. Their cocks noticeably hard inside their shorts. They went over to her, she grabbed each of them and put them to work on her nipples, and encouraged them to play with her breasts, kissing Mike as he was grabbing her before pushing his face down over her nipple. “Suck them, suck those tits guys!’ she waved the others over towards her, and let them all take a turn on her breasts, pushing one away to let the other enjoy. Giving them all fair share of her. While they were going at her, she slipped a hand into her pants, and rubbed her juices on it before wiping it down jacks face. “You like the smell of that?” She asks as she does it. Jack licks the very end of her fingers and she runs them down over his mouth. “Hell yeah, give me more of that!” “TAKE YOUR TURN! greedy boy!” As she offers a handful of her wetness to the other guys, plunging both hands one by one into her pants to retrieve her juices for them. Mike is still ok lapping at her tit fondling her nipple with his tongue, she wiped her pussy coated hand over her other nipple, and pushes Mike down onto it, letting him taste her glory. She looks over and one of if the other guys has his hands on his cock. Stroking it, bringing it hard and to attention, “Get that bad boy out, whip it out over here for me”, she grabs his hand and pulls him over, and rips off his shorts, his cock falls out right in front of her eyes, the head all swollen and hard. She grabs it and starts stroking it. It feels so good in her hand. So smooth, and hard at the same time. “Another one, who's going to get me another one!?” One of the other guys takes off his top, and pulls his shorts down and off onto the floor. His smaller cock flapping about in his hand. She grabs and it quickly stiffens while she's holding it. The other guys all do the same and bring their cocks to the party. She pulls all the guys around her face and starts grabbing and stroking them two at a time, one for each hand. She's fair and only gives each cock surrounding her a good tug, before slapping them all with her hands in a circular motion. Each one is flung around, like a Mexican wave of hard cocks. She grabs the biggest one she can see, Mike's, and starts sucking on it, grabbing two other cocks either side and jerking them. There are six guys, six big cocks circling about her face, and she starts to swallow each one in turn while playing with another two. At one point she managed to get two in her mouth, pleasuring four of them at once. She knows it's time is coming, she's still got her pants on and with six naked guys around her, she doesn't want the others missing out, and her pussy is so wet waiting. She pushes some of the guys back, and bends down pulling her tight pants off at the same time. Her shaved plump, soaking wet pussy is now on display, and she knows all the guys want it. But who goes first… She grabs Jacks head and pushes him down to his knees, directing his mouth onto her pussy lips, forcing him go get a mouth full of juice. He laps it up, and takes his hand up towards her pussy, grabbing her lips and groping her soft flesh, rubbing her labia around in a circle occasionally pressing on her clit, which makes her moan with pleasure, even with a cock in her mouth. She's back sucking their cocks and jerking off another other two, while Jack is eating away at her. She pulls one of the cocks down to the ground and gets the guy between her legs, pops the cock out of her mouth and says “share it!” to which both guys starts taking it in turns to eat her pussy. She's sucking away and holding two cocks while the other two are pleasing her pussy. But one guy from every cock cycle is missing out. She stops, and announces, “ who wants my ass first?” the other guy licking at her pussy, gently starts to lick and finger her ass hole. Tenderly working at it till he gets two fingers safely inside her tight little hole.. She slides down onto her back and lifts up her ass so he can get underneath her, and she sits down on his cock while sitting up, pushing down till it's right inside her. “Oh, I'm. Glad I went with the smaller one!” She states, as she starts to ride it gently up and down, lightly thrusting down on it, and gliding back up. She grabs at the cocks again and begins jerking and sucking, placing jack and the one that was left out back down towards her pussy, forcing them to lick at it while she's bouncing on this cock. She's having so much fun, and no one has even fucked her pussy yet! The feeling of being surrounded by cocks each of them using her. Using her holes makes her ecstatic with enthusiasm, she feels like a slave, but she's also in control telling them what to do… she leans back grabbing mikes huge cock, and begins feeding it inside her pussy from the front, making sure jack is still licking her pussy and the other guys is in her ass. All while Mike trusts himself inside her telling him to “fuck it. Hard.. Give me all you've got” mikes cock is so big he can fill most of her pussy without going all the way in, leaving enough room for jack to work his tongue on her pussy from above, while she lays back and sucks and jerks the other three guys one by one. Like a circle suck… managing all six cocks simultaneously, she feels elated, potential orgasm after orgasm tease her pussy, she can't wait to climax but she wants all of the guys to come with her, all at once. She starts to bounce harder and harder on the guys cock in her ass, feeling it rubbing against Mike's huge dick, the tender thin wall that separates them feeling more and more tender. Mike stars pumping his cock in her. Deeper and deeper, Faster and harder pushing jacks head away from her pussy. “Get your cock in there too jack”, and she stretches open her pussy with her fingers and gets him to glide his member in her chamber as well… with a cock in each hand, rotating with the third sucking in her mouth, two cocks in her pussy and One in her ass: she's plugged up. She can barely breathe, her body is tingling all over, her orgasm is right there… This is her moment, she's secretly a dirty little slut and she's loving it. This innocent girl, pushing the boundaries of all of their fantasies. She rides the cock filling her up, pushes the cock deeper down her throat and angrily jerks at the cocks till putting them in her mouth feels like a relief for the guys. Her mouth is sloppy, her ass is stretched, her pussy is dripping and squirting over everything, each guy is going at it, all of them wanting to cum. She waits till she can feel it, the cum like taste in her mouth… She then stops and gets all the guys to switch places, she's sucking Mike's big cock, riding jacks cock in her ass as sucking at each of the other guys collectively, the change over gets the guys on edge each of them moments away from being beyond their control. She hops off all the cocks let's go and stops sucking, and tells them all to cum all over her. Jack splashes his right across her breasts and neck… the other two cum all over her body, and the fourth one covers her lips and face… Mike is still going, jerking as furious as he ever had before. She grabs him pushes him on his back and sits down, forcing his cock deep inside her just as he lets go… filling her pussy up till it's dripping out the side of her… With this she cums on his cock so hard her pussy squeezes down. As she squirts out all over him, and Mike's huge cock and he comes all over her pussy again as she lifts off. Her orgasm forcing her to roll off and quiver like a shaking wreck… all covered in glistening cum and her own juices… she looks around at all the guys and asks, “Who want to do that again?”

10 January 2026

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Today I visited my local salvos store, to see if they had any decent tees, but they didn't. As I was leaving I spotted a cute girl at the counter paying for her things. I walked out and got into my car and waited for her so I could get a better look. Luckily when she came out, her car was parked next to mine. When she came closer, I opened my window and asked her the time, as she was checking, I said I didn't really need the time, but I wanted to say hi as I noticed you inside and thought you were cute. She smiled and said thank you. I asked her what she was up to, before introducing myself and getting her name. She was slim, with dark hair and a cute butt. I asked if she wanted to hangout as she had a day off and wasn't doing much at all. She said, yeah why not. So we decided to go to the Westfield shopping centre across the road and had a coffee and some donuts in the food court. We hung out for an hour or so and the chemistry was strong, lots of laughter and banter. She was a cheeky girl and I knew she was down for some fun if I suggested it, which is exactly what I did. I offered her a relaxing massage back at my place, she jumped at the idea. I drove home and met her there. We walked up to my unit and went straight upstairs to my room. I organised a mattress on the floor, a towel and some coconut oil. She took of her dress and lay down on her stomach with her bra and knickers on. I put some relaxing tantric music on. It was happening, I was already excited and had a hard on in my shorts. I poured the oil onto her back and started to massage it into her skin with both my hands, I was on my knees either side of her arse. I undid her bra strap and got to work on her back and shoulders. Rubbing her down hard and firm whilst reaching around to feel her breasts. They were small but her nipples were hard. She had beautiful light brown skin. She was quiet but making small moaning noises as I continued the massage. I eventually moved down so I could work on her lower back and arse. I folded her underwear into her crack like a g-string as I put oil on her cheeks and felt them. She was warming up at this point, very relaxed and I was just about ready to get in there. I pull her knickers off as she turned around and sat up in front of me. I was still on my knees and she pulled down my shorts grabbed my cock with her left hand. I poured some oil into her right hand and she rubbed it onto my rock hard dick, pulling on it with both her hands. She pushed me down onto my back before mounting me and putting it inside her. She started to straddle me back and forth, working my cock like an angle. She reached around the back and started to fondle my balls as she kept riding me. She moved down and started to kiss me as I worked my cock in and out of her firmly tight pussy. We went slow and sensual, it felt amazing. I had my hands on her arse cheeks as we continued fucking. I almost fell into a dream, I only met this girl a couple of hours earlier and she was in my room now and I am inside her. I can't believe my luck. She didn't even want to use a condom, she said she hadn't had sex for like a year, couldn't imagine that but that's probably why she was so keen. By now she was bouncing on my cock and I blew my load inside her, it was inevitable. It was a great release. But I planned it early and told her I had a second round in me. I went to the bathroom quickly, followed by her. Before we got back into it. This time she lay on her back, I pulled her towards me and put her legs back towards her shoulders and entered her, thrusting into her deep and meaningful. I worked her pussy for the next fifteen minutes, pulling out at times to rub her clit and get her more giddy. After that I flipped her over and pulled her arse up and shoved it in her from behind. She did some hip movements which felt amazing and worked her butt around my solid hard cock. I grabbed onto her waist and just kept banging her hard. I asked her if I could put it into her bum hole, she said yes. I lubed up with more oil and slowly slipped it in. I worked it in and out gently as she was a bit tensed up until eventually she relaxed. I went in and all the way out too many times to remember before pulling out as she turned around and started to give me a hard hand job whilst fondling my balls. She yanked on it for a good five minutes before I blew my second stack all over her face. She gave me a look of satisfaction. She then went to take a shower whilst I just lay there wondering how it all happened so quickly. Stoked and happy to just enjoy the rest of the afternoon before starting work that evening. I got her number so we will probably see each other again, I hope.

7 January 2026

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It started quietly, the way most big moments do. We were home together, the kind of night where the world feels distant and it’s just us, comfortable, connected, and relaxed. We’d talked about curiosity before, always gently, always honestly. This time, the conversation lingered a little longer. The looks held. The smiles were slower. There was excitement in the air, mixed with nerves and laughter. Being married means trust comes easily, and that made the curiosity feel safe, even intoxicating. We poured drinks, sat closer than usual, and let the tension build naturally. No rush. No pressure. Just anticipation. We talked about what intrigued us, what we wondered about, what we might like to explore together. Every word brought us closer, every shared thought making the spark grow stronger. Touches were subtle at first, a hand, a glance, a knowing smile, but charged with intention. The thrill wasn’t just about what might happen next. It was about choosing each other again, stepping into something new as a team. Confident. United. Curious. By the end of the night, nothing needed to be said. We knew this was only the beginning, and that curiosity, once awakened, has a delicious way of leading the way.

2 January 2026

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The New Years party was going well... I’d been invited by a friend and by about 10 o'clock most people were a little tipsy. I noticed this pretty girl in a red dress glancing my way on occasion, She looked cute and quite sexy in her own way but seemed shy, like you might expect a school teacher or a preacher’s wife to be. I was getting another drink when she moved up beside me and started to get a drink from the punchbowl. Without looking at me she said "Hi, I’m BC and I’ve been staring at that bulge in your trousers all night". With a sly little wink, she went back to join her friends. Later the host asked us all to line up for a group photo> I moved to the back row as I'm rather tall... to my surprise BC moved in front of me. Still smiling for the camera, she began to rub her cute bum on my bulging cock through my pants. Holy Fuck! It was all I could do not to blow a load in my pants there and then. After the photo shoot, she whispered, still not looking at me, Meet me in the bathroom. I watched her disappear through the door at the end of the corridor... while no one was watching I quietly followed. What greeted me when I entered the bathroom is a sight I’ll never forget... BC was sitting on the bench next to the sink, her dress around her waist revealing her gorgeous titties and the prettiest little shaved pussy id seen in a long time. " like what you see"? she said. I was instantly hard. She came toward me, sitting on the edge of the tub she unzipped me and took out my cock. She proceeded to give me the best blow job I’ve ever had... licking my shaft, sucking my full balls, tonguing the eye of my cock and taking my length deep in her mouth. I tried to hold on, but she was just too good... I started to shoot ropes of hot spunk into her eager mouth. What she did next made me harden again very quickly...she leaned back, opened her mouth and stared to roll my load all around with her lounge, slurping hot spunk onto her chin and back into her mouth, blowing cum-bubbles like a champion with an audible "aahh" she arched her head back and swallowed by big load in one gulp "see what a good girl I am". Fully hard again I manoeuvred her back to the sink and began to eat her cunt and tongue her little arsehole...by the way she was moaning I knew she was loving it...she came on my face and I eagerly lapped up her juices. She leaned back and parted her pretty cuntlips..." I need your big cock deep in my fuckhole' she whispered. It’s always the quiet ones.. I rubbed my cock head over her lips and began to push my big cock into her wet little cunt. She became very vocal… "Fuck me hard baby, ram that big cock into my wet cunt, I need to feel you fill me up with hot spunk!" once again, she was just too good... I started to blow my second load deep into her hot cunt… After tis amazing fuck, she gave me a little wink and left the bathroom. we carried on at the party as though nothing happed... when midnight came we all got in to the spirit, she came over to me and whispered, I just love chatting with my friends when they have no Idea your hot cum is running down my thighs..." It’s always the quiet ones...

2 January 2026

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After chatting we met up while her husband was away and after a couple of drinks she just came over and straddled me... And we kissed for a long time then she took me to their bedroom and pulled off my jeans... While I unbuckled her bra... and she was a bit shocked when she saw my cock but the chemistry was amazing.. and as we continued kissing I picked her up and lay her on the bed.. where I took everything slowly from kissing to licking and kissing her neck then moving down slowly to her naval... And I then ripped off her underwear with my teeth and slowly started licking her clit. While watching her facial reactions... as she was moaning... I suddenly surprised her when I put two fingers in her one with my thumb rubbing her clit the other two hooked up rubbing her g spot... Until she literally said "oh my fucking god I want your cock in me" and as I slowly removed my fingers she literally grabbed my hips and forced me into her... And when I entered her pussy she literally gasped and her facial expressions showed like she was in a bit of pain.. and I slowly thrust and saw she was creaming all over my cock... And I then grabbed her ponytail and forced her to look... Where she then was so overwhelmed her eyes rolled in the back of her head like she was undergoing an exorcism... I then suddenly pulled out and picked her up... The made her sit reverse cowgirl... And I immediately gave her a full Nelson... Hard and rough as she said "this is the best fucking position" when I simultaneously started running her clit I pulled out and slapped her clit where she then squirted all over their bed...

2 January 2026

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Having arranged to meet friends to see a great music act at Dee Why, I was keen to get into the fun of the night. But…I had been in an insatiable mood all day. No time for play now…you’ll be late. Jeans on and casual shirt I made my way there. Sitting at a high table near us I notice a group of women and 1 guy. Could help but notice how revealing they looked and as the night wore on I kept looking over. By now I had had a few drinks and was now bulging as my mind was taking me away from the music. They too had quite a bit to drink and they were all looking over at our table. One of them plucked up the courage to come over. The loud music made it difficult to talk. She leaned in to talk as I sat on the stool putting her hands on my thighs. “My friends and I have been noticing you and we have a question”. Her hands ever so close to the head of my cock bulging through my jeans and showing a view straight down her top. “Weve seen you looking over at us and we are curious”. I’m wondering where this forward attention is leading. “That bulge is hard to miss”. She moves her hand slightly and its now resting on my cock. I instantly give a throb and she feels it under her hand. Looking at me with a devilish smile as she knows what she’s leaning on she says. “I need to see it. Can you come with me”. Not sure where this is leading, I stand and walk with her. Her friends all smiling and watching as we pass them. She takes me to a store room just outside the entrance to the ball room where the concert is. Closes the door and is already rubbing my now rock hard cock through my jeans. She kisses me and presses herself against my throbbing swollen member. Drops to her knees and undoes my belt and jeans and exposes my cock. Gripping with both hands she let out a little gasp and looks up and says. This is so fucking thick. Squeezing and admiring my cock and begins to suck my head. “Take a photo please. My friends wont ever believe this”. I start to vid and watch her worshiping my hard cock. Alternating between slow sucking to sloppy hard fast strokes as she cant take her eyes off my cock. I’m ready to burst so quickly. She senses it with my cock flexing so hard that I’m drooling precum. She stands and kisses me still stroking my cock. I reach down and feel under her dress as she lets out a sigh. She is soaked. Right through her pants. Pulling to one side and sliding a finger in to feel all the juices inside her. She stops stroking my cock and she sees it twitching and bouncing wanting to cum. “You’re not cumming here. I want you to come home with me”. She pulls her panties back and I put my cock back down my thigh tucked into my jeans. Now dribbling precum and soaking through. We walk back out to her table of friends and says “show me that video please.” I open it up and she’s watching then shows her friend. Her friend watches and looks at me and looks at the bulge and her hand is grabbed by her friend and puts it on my cock. “Feel how fucking thick it is”. The concert ends and we walk outside. Her friend ushering her. “Come on”. She looks at me and says your coming with me. Almost like she is demanding it and won’t take no for an answer. The friend calls out. She’s staying at my place tonight. We walk the short distance and arrive at the house. Her friend gets drinks for us and she doesn’t even let me sit down. She’s removing my belt and pulls out my cock right there. Dropping to her knees and sucking it again. Her friend walks back in with drinks and notices her in her knees and my back to her. She says “oh my. No wasting time Kimmy” she says “come here and look”. Her friend comes over. Reaches out and feels it as Kimmy has no hands and trying to get as much as she can in her mouth. Her friend gripping it now watching her choke on my cock. She undies my shirt and slips off her dress all while Kimmy is still devouring my cock. I realise this is not just a Kimmy night. Kimmy stands and her friend guides me to the bedroom. Showing off her hard nipples through her bra and Kimmy stripping as we get to the bedroom. Lights dimmed and Kimmy naked without me noticing how she got naked so quickly. I’m naked and laying on the bed my cock so hard I need stroke it. He friend grabs my cock and starts to suck it and suck my balls as Kimmy kneels over my face and is drooling wetness showing me her hard clit. I start to rub it and she drops to my face and starts moaning as she grabs the back of my head and starts grinding her clit into my mouth. I need that fat cock to stretch me. Her friend gripping my cock as Kimmy moves down my body and her friend guides my hard cock into her wetness. Just teasing the head as her friend is still holding my cock and watching as I open Kimmy up. Kimmy is already in the edge if cumming I can tell knobbing my cock and I feel the pressure of the squeeze. Her friend takes her hand away and grabs Kimmie’s waist and forces her down all the way to my balls. Kimmy instantly lets out a deep groan and cums hard. Holding my cock balls deep and feeling the ripples of her cumming down my cock. Starts bouncing and slamming me. She’s going to cum again. She slide up and squirts and then pushes me back inside. Her friend now naked and is inches away from my face rubbing her clit and watching Kimmy intently as to see her pussy swallow my hard cock as she teases it and bounces in it and keeps squirting. She says. “I want to feel like that. Will you fuck me please”. Kimmy slides off and her friend lays down and legs spread with her knees up beside her ample breasts. “Please fucking destroy me”. I’m so hard and been on the edge of cumming for too long. I’m in that dangerous mood. I grab under her arse and force my cock in. I’m not taking this slow and gentle and the moment I force balls deep I feel that tight squeeze at the base of my cock. She lets out a scream. Kimmy watching says “look at his cock bulging in your stomach. She cant she’s squirming and trying to control how deep as she screams. I start slamming long strokes and I can hear her juices squelching on my balls as they slap her. That whimpering cry as she calls out “don’t stop… don’t stop… please. I’m cumming”. She has this deep moan and says “cum please, cum please I want to feel it cumming.” I had been holding back this whole time and I immediately start jetting cum and she’s starts squirting and squeezing on my cock as I fill her. I take my cock out and Kimmy sees the gaping cummy mess and starts to finger her pussy and licking the cum off her fingers. I’m still hard. Kimmy starts just using my head to push back i4nside her friend to coat it in cum and the sucks the cum off my head. I tell her. “Ride it. I want to cum again”. Her friend gets up from the bed and I tell her. “Where do you think you’re going. Sit on my face. I want to lick all that cum out. She straddles my face facing Kimmy and Kimmy is bouncing on my cock again. She is a constant squirter. Riding. Sliding off and soaking me and then sliding back on. Her friend watching as I’m sucking in her swollen cummy clit and fingering her and she starts to squirt on my face. I’m in heaven. I call out. “I’m going to cum” Kimmy slides off and madly strokes my cock and I jet cum into her friends body covering her tits as she rides my face. Kimmy milking my cock to Make sure she gets every last drop. Her friend still squiring in my mouth and face as I keep licking all the cum from her gaping swollen pussy and Kimmy licking the cum off her nipples and body. We get up to have that drink that was poured an hour earlier and sit naked talking. The night continued with a few kore rounds with us all totally spent by the time the sun came up.

1 January 2026

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New Years Eve 2008. I was with some friends at a club and some random guy asked me to borrow my lighter, so he could light a fire cracker. When that happened, security came and we got kicked out. My friends stayed inside, so I decided to make my way over to the family night club solo. When I was inside, I got a drink from the bar. I spotted a blonde girl standing with a couple. I approached her and said hi. We got chatting and I asked her how old she was, turned out she was 38, although she looked like she was in her twenties. Anyway, we hung out and ended up kissing on the rooftop at the stroke of midnight to celebrate the new year. We exchanged numbers and we both went home separately. Two days later, I sent her a text and we organised to meet up for a drink as we lived only 10 minutes apart. We met that night at the newmarket hotel. It was quiet and not many people there. We had a few drinks and chatted before deciding to walk back to her unit. I was 26 at the time, so 12 years younger than her. When we got back to hers, I was hungry, so we ordered a pizza. As soon as it arrived, I had one slice before she sat on top of me whilst I was sitting on her couch. She was very forward and took her bra & top off and got her tits out, they were stunning. She rubbed them all over my face before I started to suck on them. We then made out on the couch for a while before migrating into her bedroom were she had a nice big queen sized bed. We made out and got naked before I put a condom on and we started fucking missionary. I was thrusting her as she lay down and sucking on her magnificent tits. She had a great body for her age. Anyway, it was time for me to lay on the bottom and she jumped on top, she rode me cowgirl for a good 20 minutes or so. Felt like a boss, only two days earlier I saw the opportunity and took it, now I was reaping the rewards for my efforts. I had to take her from behind, so thats what I did. I bent her over and went to town. She had a great rear end and I pounded it for as long as I can remember. I asked her if I could stick it in her arse, she said yes, but as I am quite large, she asked me to go gentle. I slowly put it in her bum hole and continued to fuck her whilst rubbing her clit. She came, and shortly after I followed, filled up my condom with a big release. It was some of the best sex I have had, she was an 8/9 and she put plenty of effort in. Anyway, I went home that night happy. The next day she texted me as I left my wallet at her place. I dropped by that night and we had sex again, and that was that. Maybe 6 months later I saw her in another club in the valley, but we never spoke. So that was my new years for 2008. Happy New Year 2025

31 December 2025

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I remember when I was a young lad, I didn’t have any friends, so I used to hitchhike around England for something to do on weekends. On one such trip, I was picked up by a middle-aged man in a sports car, a rare two-tone pale blue Austin Healy 3000. As he drove, he told me his name was Jeff, and I told him mine. We continued to chat about things in general, when he asked me to open the glove box and take a look inside. When I opened it, all I saw was a magazine folded in half. “Go on, take it out and have a flick through the pages”, he said, and as I lifted the magazine out, I saw the tittle “Ladyboy Delights” on the front cover and a picture of a woman, sucking a man’s prick. I began flicking through the pages, blushing as I looked at a picture of a woman squatting on a table, legs spread wide showing a clear view of her balls swinging free under her hard prick. Another page was the same pose but from behind and she was holding her cheeks wide open so you could see her dark arse hole. One page had a set of images showing a man wanking in front of this woman’s face, she had her mouth open and was licking the swollen head of his prick, the next showed her sucking his balls into her mouth, the last shot showed cum dripping over her face. Very risqué for that period. Jeff smiled at me, and asked “Ever done that?” I blushed, saying “No, I’m still a virgin, haven’t even kissed anyone yet, never mind seen a pussy or had sex, but this looks like fun.” As we drove on, he put his hand on my leg and started stroking my upper thigh through my jeans, asking if I liked what he was doing. I was getting hard as his fingers moved up over my crotch, and I looked at him, saying, “Yes, it feels nice.” As his finger pressed firmer over the outline of my hard prick he said, “Why don’t you take your prick out, I can stroke it for you if you like.” I thought about it for a moment, and as his hand gently squeeze me through my jeans, I began to undo my belt. But before I could pull my zip down, Jeff slowed down, turned into a quiet lane, then into a field, reverse parking the car behind high hedge and turned the engine off. Climbing out, he turned to me saying “It will be easier for us to undo our jeans if we got out of the car.” Then Jeff motioned for me to stand next to him at the back of the car and opened the lid of the boot, saying “Now we can’t be seen from the road or gate.’ He then began to undo his belt, nodding with his head that I should do the same and as I undid my jeans and took out my prick, Jeff leaned into the boot and picked up a small bottle. He said it was lube and it would make us both harder and easier to stroke, then unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to the ground. I looked across and saw his prick. It was huge, and thick. I remember seeing a few pricks in the showers at when I was still at school, but nothing like what I was looking at now. I look up at Jeff smiling at me, and even though I was nowhere near his size, his smile showed me he approved of what he saw. Opening the bottle, he asked me to spread some of the lube over him. He took my hand and showed me how to spread it over his shaft and balls and then how to stroke him. Jeff spread his legs and told me to put some lube on my finger and spread it over his arse, and as I touched his hole, he moaned and pushed back so my finger could slide in. “Run your finger along the ridge till you can feel a small lump, like a walnut, press against it and massage around it.” It all felt strange, almost surreal and yet exciting at the same time. I had never touched another man before, never mind a hard prick, the head swelling a deep purple colour. Yet here I was, having my first sexual experience with a man, in a field, with a stranger, my finger in his arse, wanking him, my own prick, hard as steel wanting release. Jeff turns sideways to me, moaning as he told me to keep stroking, keep fucking his arse with my finger, then he stiffened and I could feel his prick throb against my finger and felt it get swell in my hand. He pushed his hips forwards, trapping my finger, and as I pulled his foreskin down on the shaft and held it tight at the base, just like he’d shown me, Jeff started to cum. To this day, I have never seen anyone cum so much, he just kept shooting, more and more. When he started to relax, I was able to pull my finger out of his hole and felt his prick soften a little. I ran my fingers up his shaft, slowly squeezing as I moved up to the head, and with cum dripping from the eye, I ran my hand over the tip, making him shudder. I was curious how he tasted and brought my fingers, now covered in his cum, to my mouth and licked them clean. It tasted ok, nothing special, a little bland if anything, but it was my first taste of cum and it wasn’t mine own. I looked at him and smiled. Jeff smiled back at me, reached for the lube telling me to spread my legs making room for his hand to slide between my cheeks. He touched my hole with a lube cover finger and I immediately felt a warm sensation spread it over the hole. Then he rubbed the lube over my balls and shaft, and after pumping me a few times I began to throb in his hand. “Can I suck you,” he asked, but before I could say anything, he dropped to his knees, put me in his mouth and began to suck me, pulling me into his face, fucking his mouth with my hard prick. I started to shake as I felt a new sensation, like I needed to have a piss. I asked him to stop, but he just pulled me deeper, and as his tongue rubbed against my head, I couldn’t hold on any longer. I began to tremble, then, let go stream after stream of creamy cum, filling his mouth and throat as he swallowed. Slowly let me slide out of his mouth, Jeff began to lick me clean and he smiled at me asking if I enjoyed that. Still shaking I nodded yes. My balls felt like they were on fire, my shaft throbbed hard and the head was still swollen and leaking. I was a very late started where sex was concerned, I had only even wanked myself a few times up to that point and dribbled a little cum. But I am certain there was something in the lube, because I have never been that hard since. Jeff started to stroke me again and I began to get that same feeling as earlier, and when he pushed his lubed finger into my arse, I involuntarily started to shoot cum everywhere. It shot over his hand, arm and when he directed my prick up towards himself, all over his face. I was still shaking when he asked if I liked his finger in my arse, I smiled back at him and yes it was very nice. I asked what he had done do to make me cum so much, and what was in the lube. Jeff started to explain about my prostate and how, if you massage it, you cum more and the lube he said, had an additive that makes you stay hard. Just then we heard a car coming down the lane, so we quickly pulled up our jeans and got into his car, just in case, but after a few moments, the other car drove passed us. Turing towards me, Jeff asked me “Would you like to do more of the same or perhaps try something new?” I was still trembling, hard and leaking into my underpants, but I said, “Yes, but perhaps another time, it’s been a lot to take in for my first time.” He understood and started the engine, but just before we drove out of the field, I leaned over, unzipped him, took him into my mouth, and ran my tongue around the head, like he had done to me. Almost immediately he was leaking onto my mouth. Jeff asked me to stop, he didn’t want to cum in my mouth as he wanted to save that moment for next time, so I sucked him one last time, drawing up a big drop of cum onto my tongue, sat back, and enjoyed his taste and the experience. A few weeks later, I was hitchhiking again, and Jeff drove past going the other way, he slowed down, turned around and pulled up next to me. I climbed into his Healy and as we chatted, I leaned over and began to touching his crotch, his prick hardening every time I grazed my fingers over the outline. Jeff moaned as I teased him and asked if I was interested in more of what we had already done or try something new. Before I could answer, he managed to unzip my jeans and his fingers wrapped around my hard prick, gently stroking up and down the shaft. Running a finger over the tip and into the eye, I shuddered as I felt my balls shrink and cum begin to rise. He must have sensed my impending explosion because he stopped all movement till I stopped throbbing. I looked over at him smiling at me and said, I would like to do both, more of the same and perhaps something new. My prick throbbed and leaked over his fingers. Jeff slowly pulled them away and sucked them clean, “Mmm Mmm you do taste sweet,” he said, “I am going to enjoy swallowing you again.” He then drove back to his lockup garage, reversed the car in and when we got out, he asked how I felt about fucking his arse, but just before I was going to cum, pull out and spray over his face. I looked at him for a moment, wonder just how dirty he wanted to get, but I was also curious, so I said, I was happy to try. We both stripped naked, and as Jeff sat down on a single bed that was up against the back wall, he slowly started to rub the same lube we had used before over my balls and arse and as he lubed up my shaft, began to wank me slowly as I grew hard between his fingers. Lay back on the bed, Jeff lifted his legs up in the air and over his head. Holding his cheeks opening, Jeff begins explaining how I should fuck him. First put the head of my prick against the hole and slowly push in, let it slides past the inner ring, not to penetrate too deep initially, but to keep the head just inside the hole, that way I will massage his prostate with my prick. Then slide in a little deeper, pull back and massage the gland again, sliding in deeper each time until I am deep enough, my balls slap against his. Jeff, once again asks me “Are you sure you want to try this, we can always wank and suck each other, arse fucking is not for everyone.’ ‘I am sure” I said, and with that I start spreading a reasonable amount of lube on and in his hole, over his balls and onto his hard shaft. Slowly I wanked him as I ran my fingers over his shaft. Then I moved closer, my prick like a rod of steel, and as I touched his hole, he gasps, pushed out, his hole opens and the head of my prick slide in. Jeff holds his legs up, and I begin to stroke his prick in time with my thrusts. He pushes his hips up to meet me and very soon we were both getting very close. He must have felt me swell inside his dark chamber of his arse, because he moaned and said, “I want your cum in my mouth and over my face.” Those words were enough for me and quickly pulled out of his hole with a loud pop. He moved so head hung over the edge of the bed, I straddled his face, then aimed my prick at his open mouth. Jeff reached up under me, his fingers still covered in lube, pulls me into his mouth as he slides two fingers in my arse, finds my prostate and pressed hard against it as he sucks. His mouth and fingers take me straight over the edge. Buried deep in his throat, I throb and begin to cum. Stream after stream of warm cum flows into his belly as he sucks and fingers me and I shake and spray as my orgasms take control. After what seemed like forever, I stop pumping and fall forwards over him. Still shaking and trying to get my breath back, I feet his tongue push against my hole as his hands spread my cheeks open. “Relax, push back and open your arse for me,” he said, and suddenly I open and feel his tongue slide past my ring and lick inside my arse. My prick throbs, cum still dripping from the eye as his hand wraps around my shaft and he begins to wank me. My legs spread wide, I push down on his tongue as it fucks my hole and soon feel a warm sensation rise through my toes, up my legs to my balls and I cry out I am going to cum again. When he replaced his tongue with two fingers and begin to fuck my arse with them, I lost it and began to shooting cum over his belly and hard prick, squirt after squirt covers his shaft and balls, as he wanks me dry. Jeff takes the last shot of cum in his mouth. Still shaking, I leaned forward and started to stroke him. Jeff spread his legs open and asks me to finger his hole. Pushing his hip up and opening his arse, I slipped a second finger in and began to massage either side of his prostate, feeling it throb between my fingers, Then as I lowered my mouth onto his throbbing prick, closing my lips over the swollen head, tasting his pre cum as it oozed from the eye mixed with strands of my cum that covered his shaft. He moans and he starts shooting into my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but there was too much and it spilt out over his balls. Like a crazed animal, I licked his balls, sucking his and my cum from around his shaft, trying to get as much of it as I could in my mouth, tasting the two of us as the cum mixed in my mouth. With my knees on either side of his head, both spent, we slowly got our breath back before I managed to stand up next to the bed. Still lying there, he looked up at me and asked if I would piss on him, wash my cum off his face and prick. I looked at him and wondered what else he had in store for me. Perhaps he wanted to fuck my arse or do something else. I said, “Next time, I can’t just piss like that, I need to drink lots of water beforehand.” Besides, I was totally spent. He smiled and said, “OK, next time.” There was a wash basin in the corner, we used that to clean up, got dressed, and he drove me back to where he picked me up. I never saw him again, even though I often used to hitch-hike the same roads we first met. I once borrowed a scooter and rode to where his garage was, but it was empty except for a wash basin and a single bed up against the back wall. On the door was a sign, “For Rent.” Disappointed, and strangely hard, I wanted to go inside, pull my pants down and wank into the basin, but thought better of it. But I still had the memories of my first shared wank, first blowjob, first taste of cum, first arse fuck, first arse to mouth and my rimming experience. I then rode to the field where Jeff and I first played, and yes, I took off my trousers and wanked. I also pissed on the same spot we both once stood. Not a bad way to start your sexual adventures. Next in line were the ladies.

29 December 2025

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I remember when we first met. I was in the chemist's waiting on my estrogen when I noticed a guy across from me look at me, then his phone, and then me again. I instantly knew he recognised me from Grindr. I live in a rural area, and there are not many trans women around here, so I often get messages like "I saw you in the supermarket today", so I didn't think much of it. Later, in another store, he introduced himself and asked for my number. I wasn't comfortable giving it out in public, so I confirmed with him that he was from "the app" and told him to hit me up there. I thought he'd never gotten back to me, but it turned out he had, and we'd been talking for some time. It wasn't until he showed up on Facebook's "People you may know" section that I realised it was the same guy I met in the store that day. I'd always been hesitant to meet up with a random guy I was talking to, but knowing it was him and remembering how fine he is, immediately put me at ease and arranged to hook up with him later that week. He's Sri Lankan, and I've always had a thing for South Asian men and wanted to sleep with one, but for one reason or another, it hasn't happened for me, until today. He picked me up and took me back to his place, which was a palace compared to my tiny house. I took one look at his house and thought, "This is going to be the fanciest place I've ever gotten railed." He led me to his room and then did the last thing I expected: He gave me a hug. I'd had a bad week, so I needed a hug, but ruined the moment by starting to suck on his neck. He pulled away from me, looked me in the eyes and told me I was beautiful. I kissed him and told him he was gorgeous, and we got into some heavy petting. Once we were both warmed up, he suggested we move over to the bed. We both started stripping down, him to his boxers and me completely naked. I think I surprised him with how quickly and easily I stripped off. What can I say? I have it down to an art. I joined him on the bed, and we started making out. I took his cock out of his boxers and started stroking it while he sucked on my tits. I love having attention paid to my tits, so once again, he was giving me just what I needed. He'd sent me pictures of his cock, but they did not do it justice. I don't know if it's the biggest dick I've ever seen (I'd say about equal), but it was definitely the thickest with a big, beautiful head. I was a little intimidated, but I was not going to back down. I wanted him. All of him. On the way over, he told me that I would be his first trans woman and like every guy with their first trans woman, he was keen to suck on my little girlcock. I enjoyed it, of course, but the whole time I was dying to get that big fat cock in my mouth. I finally got my chance and got confirmation that he was enjoying his first trans experience, as I was greeted with the taste of precum on my lips as soon as I kissed the tip of his gorgeous cock. I love sucking cock, and when I go down on a guy, I want them to know how much I love sucking cock. If I've done that, then I know I've done a good job. Licking the shaft, sucking the balls and seeing how much I can jam down my throat are some of my favourite ways to worship a cock. Once I was done, I kissed him and then whispered, "Wanna fuck me?" "You want to fuck?" he asked, seeming surprised, and I nodded breathlessly. I got into my natural position (on my back), and he climbed on top of me and slid his monstrous cock inside me. As much as I love sucking cock, I love being fucked even more. The feeling of fullness of having a cock in me, the pleasure of it moving in and out of me and the ultimate prize of being filled full of hot cum. I think it may have been his first time doing anal, and there was an adjustment period, but once he acclimatised to it, it was perfect. Despite his size and girth, there was no discomfort, and due to that big, beautiful head of his, he was soon hitting my G-spot. He jerked my little girlcock while he fucked me, and I could feel the pressure start to build from the base of my shaft. "Oh fuck, he's gonna make me cum." I thought, shocked. It has been about 8 years since anyone apart from me had made me cum, and he was very close. He had to stop jerking me to steady himself, so I took over, but once braced, he fucked me harder, and the pleasure of him pummeling my prostate caused my brain to shut down and body to take on a life of its own. I could hear myself moaning in a way that would embarrass me looking back, extremely loud and high-pitched, then suddenly, intense pleasure spread throughout my body like euphoric flame. Once I regained my faculties, I playfully asked, "You gonna cum?" He nodded and said he was close, so I whispered temptingly, "Cum in me, baby!" which sent him over the edge, finishing inside me. Afterwards, I cuddled into him and lightly caressed his chest while we had pillow talk. When I tried to stand later, my legs were shaking. Once he dropped me off at home, I had to Google what the hell happened to me. Turns out I had my first anal orgasm. It was like nothing I'd felt before, and now I've experienced it, nothing short of that same bliss could ever satisfy. I'm seeing him again next week. I understand that he may never want to make me his girlfriend or little wifey, and I'm fine with that. I just want him to keep fucking me like that.

29 December 2025

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She slid off me and took my hand and gently led me inside, she started to head to the shower but I had different ideas, I pulled her to me and kissed her, peeling the rest of her bikini off and dropping it to the floor. I wanted to taste her, taste me in her and so I threw her onto the bed and dived my head between her legs licking and sucking her gorgeous pussy. Moaning and holding my mouth against her she came loudly and and filled my mouth with her sweet juices. She pushed me back with a playful firmness, and before I could protest, I was on my back. She hovered above me, hair slicked back, droplets tracing slow paths down her shoulders. For a moment she just looked at me, that same knowing smile on her lips, the kind that made time feel suspended. Holding my penis in her small manicured hand she guided me into her wet pussy and slowly started moving her hips back and forth. the unspoken look of lust between us filled the room, her movements increased and nearly put me over the edge, I didn't want it to end so a pulled out of her and flipped her into doggy, jamming my Tongue straight into her cute little arse, fucking it with my Tongue while playing with her clit. She begged me to fuck her hard, I guided my cock into her, grabbed her hips and fucked, not gently this was a mission to smash her as hard as I could. We both wanted it, the sweet from the QLD heat was pouring from us as I unloaded my load deep inside her wet, soft married pussy once more. Falling onto the bed pulling her to me kissing her we both laughed and said time for another swim I think xo Wow I'm really enjoying expressing this and cant wait to do some more asap. I hope you all like

29 December 2025

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I used to work at a large firm in the western suburbs when I was about 30 (about 35 years ago). They had a lot of employees, mostly little Asian ladies who worked on the assembly lines. They had hundreds of workers on site and so they also had a large canteen which everyone frequented. One of the women in this canteen had a nice fit body and I used to flirt with her sometimes in the morning before starting work. One day we were chatting as she served out my hot lunch (the special of the day usually a stew or roast) and she complained that one guy had been looking at her when she was getting changed. They changed from civvies into white kitchen staff dust coats in a change room at the back of the kitchen that had a window opening onto the cat walk that accessed the canteen from the machine shop. The machine shop boys were an ok lot but some were a bit on the rough side. This particular fellow had been walking past the window when she was getting changed and just happened to look in when she was getting changed and made some lewd comment at the time. She said to me that she didn’t like him looking at her but then after a pause said that she wouldn’t have minded if it had been me watching her. I laughed that off and we went about our day. Some months later I was working back and while the canteen had just closed for business I thought I would wander over to get a chocolate from the vending machine near the kitchen. I made my way along the now deserted corridors and was walking up the wide, empty stairway to the canteen and there, coming down was this woman, her gorgeous body still in her white dust coat heading home. We stopped on the stairway and started to chat. She was being cheeky and I playfully said that if she kept that up I would have to throttle her and then jokingly placed my hands around her throat. She tilted her head back as my hands clasped her lovely neck and pushed up against me pulling me into her. Surprised at this, but also not wanting to let a chance go by I planted a kiss on her lips. She responded by thrusting her tongue down my throat. This was all too much for me and my cock. This company had large deserted areas, whole floors of dimly lit dusty rooms full of disused equipment that had been there before I was born. I often walked through some of these rooms as the old equipment was interesting. In a break in the passionate session we were having on the stairway and for fear of someone coming along and discovering us pashing, I grabbed her hand and led her into one of these large factory areas. She followed willingly and silently, tip toeing along and after we had gone deep into this gloomy workroom lit only by emergency lighting signs and were obscured by rusty machinery I stopped and turned to her and ran my hands down her dustcoat (that fitted intentionally snugly) feeling her sexy waist and the contours of her arse and then back up onto her breasts. I opened her dustcoat to reveal her dressed only in panties and bra. She looked up at me, her eyes flashing with lust and grabbed at the bulge in my pants, she unzipped me and released my engorged penis awash with pre-cum that dribbled onto both of us. I lifted her up and sat her on the corner of one of the benches. She had hold of my shaft by now and as I stood between her legs, I took out her tits one by one and sucked on her nipples and then fumbled around for her panties, pulling them off her as she lifted her bum accommodatingly and I felt for her hot wet little hole. It was dark but I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted them into her, finger fucking her as her tongue did the same to my mouth. She stopped long enough to gasp out “put it in” and so I guided my meat inside her (the bench was just the right height). It was dark as I said, but I could just make out my cock disappearing in and out of her but after a few thrusts the zipper was tearing into my balls and so I stopped, much to her dismay and undid my pants which fell somewhat ingloriously down around my ankles. I plunged my meat back into her hole and pounded into her for all I was worth. She was making whimpering noises that increased to quiet screams. I shssshed her to try to keep it down and she did her best. My balls were banging into the corner of the bench but the pain didn’t put me off. My pants were acting like ankle shackles and threatened to trip me up as I strove to get as deep as possible into her (oh, for a longer penis). Funny what you will put up with when striving for that ultimate moment and feeling. She leant back to support herself and threw her head and hair back which nearly made me cum on the spot but I controlled myself. She tried to lock her legs around me so I hooked them up to rest on my shoulders and grabbed hold of them to use as purchase to thrust into her harder. Her quiet screaming went on and with sweat dripping off me as I humped into her, I kept looking to the entrance to the area way over in the other corner of this huge factory workroom lest someone would come to investigate and I certainly couldn’t stop my rooting. She climaxed shortly after which did my excitement no end of good and with an ear blocking pressure release I blew my load into her. Aids was unheard of then and so a condom was never even considered as she had already conceded that she was on the pill. I pulled out of her and my cock flopped down limp and spent but still long as cocks tend to be at moments like that, white cum and our juices dripping off it onto the dusty floor. We were both sweating and I only had a tissue in my pocket but being a woman she had an ample supply in her bag and so we cleaned ourselves up, dressed and tried to compose ourselves lest we run into someone still at work in the complex. A couple of other guys were working back with me back in the office and as I found out later wondered where the hell I was. Anyway, she had already missed one bus and so she hurried off home to her little girl and I went back to work for the evening. As she left I noticed that the back of her dust coat was filthy from sitting on it on the bench but as she said we couldn’t do anything about it but I dusted it off for her which was really just an excuse to fondle and play with her gorgeous arse. We only managed to meet again once in the dark dusty factory but this time just to pleasure her (as she had to get home). I opened her dust coat only slightly but enough to glimpse her lovely tits in their bra as my fingers slipped down into her panties and between her wet lips nicely lubricating my finger as it rubbed slowly but relentlessly over her clit. As her orgasm built, she held onto my shoulder bucking against my finger, her knees buckling as I stood beside her and as she milked her orgasm for all it was worth. We saw each other at work several times after that but never dated outside work. We would however brush up against each other when given the chance in the canteen and every so often I would duck into the change room at the back of the canteen to watch her changing (I made sure the window was shut first though) which she would do very seductively right down to taking off her bra and panties in front of me and standing there naked before replacing them and donning her dust coat. I went on to the canteen or returned to the office trying to make the bulge in my pants go down before I got there. I left the company (I was there on a contract and the work ran out) some time after and about a year went past and I would go and ask out that woman (name withheld as you never know who might recognise this story) from the canteen. The memory of her was still fresh in my mind and so as I rounded the corner into the canteen, a little nervous, there she was. She was busy but her eyes lit up when she saw me and she stopped and we talked for a minute or so. I could see her boss looking over and so I just blurted out and asked her if she would like to go out sometime. She smiled and said she would have loved to but she had been with a fellow now for some months. My heart sank and so I wished her good luck and turned and left, we both gave a little wave from either end of the canteen floor. I often think of her.

28 December 2025

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I knew my fiancée had slept around more than I had - she was only the second for me. What I didn't yet know was how practical she was. She wanted me to get some more experience before we married, so I would find it easier to settle down. I'm not sure she managed to put the 'cap on the bottle' but it was nice trying... When we visited Melbourne for a convention she encouraged me to do as she had - find other conventioners and... have some fun. I got lucky... Sharon and I were in my room within an hour of meeting, after an unspoken agreement that we wanted each other. Badly. I will always remember her looking in my eyes as her mouth was engaged...standing in the middle of the room, seeing us in the mirror, her legs wrapped around me as I held her butt and how my hands were squishing those butt cheeks..my balls bouncing under them... I was a little embarrassed to find how loudly she liked to moan...but that didn't stop me staying with her in Sydney a few weeks later....making her late for work with sex in the shower... mmmm In those days personal ads could be found in certain newspapers. That's where I found Jeff and Julie. I was 28 and they were late thirties. It seemed everyone was nervous as we sat down together. They had decided we should watch some porn and enjoy a beer first but things were taking too long for Julie it seemed. Soon she turned to Jeff, kissed him and went down on him. Before I could wonder how or when I would get into the action Julie turned to me and I received the same treatment. So weird having a lady pleasure me while her man watched but Jeff just said 'is that nice mate?' I didn't need to answer. 'She needs two of us mate'. When I think back it's a bit of a blur. But I remember: - stroking myself as Julie went back to Jeff's cock, enjoying the sight - countless turns of Julie switching between us - all of us stripping off, in the huge living room with windows facing the sea - the porn continuing to play... - Jeff groaning as he took Julie missionary style on the floor - tasting come as I went down on Julie afterwards and the most vivid, intense, erotic moments of my life... - holding Julie's butt as she kneeled in front of me on the floor - joyously sliding into her as Jeff watched I'm pretty sure I didn't hold on for long and soon I was emptying my mind into Julie via long gushes from my cock. But almost immediately, at that age and in that room, I was hard again and: - wordlessly moving over to the couch by the windows - Julie putting her hands on the back of the couch, leaning forward and presenting her glorious butt to me again - moving across to hold her hips, slide into her once more - Jeff urging me 'root her mate!' as I fucked her, thrilling to the sight of all of her in front of me - Julie turning to Jeff, her eyes half closed with lust, whispering 'he's so hard!'

25 December 2025

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