A few year ago I was I Adelaide for business staying at the Hilton in town. I visited the gym every night. I had always thought about having sex with a guy but never had it. When I was in the shower I would touch and cares my arse, play with my cock thinking I was with a guy with a hard circumcised cock as I had seen in porno videos. I am a bi guy loves fucking females but had this thing that made me think how would it feel to be the one being fucked I even tasted my cum thinking it was from a guy I just sucked like my wife had done I our threesomes. I used to use a dildo to feel how it would feel, but never had the opportunity to do it That evening I was horny and wanted to have the experience. So I found a gay pub and went there to see what may develop I just sat in a table having a red wine just looking at the scene I was 55 at the time. I was wearing a tight short and a T shit but I had taken with me one of my wife sexy undies that I was wearing After about 30 minutes an older guy approached me and asked me if he could share the table after a few minutes he asked me if I was there as it was gay pub. I told hi yes and was I was curious We chatted for some time and eventually I told him I was always wondering about sucking a hard cock and being fucked. He was 61 and told me he liked slut male, that made me feel horny He continued telling he was there expect it o find one that would suck his cock, kiss him as he fuck That sound it nice and that his wife was working late and he had some time if we wanted to go to his car I then told him I had a room at the Hilton and we could go there Once in the room he undressed and held his hard 8 inch or so cock I took all my clothes off and kneel in front of him. This was my first time and I wanted it I took his cock, looked at it, opened my mouth and wrapped my, mouth around it, good it felt nice I licked it, sucked it. I could tasted his pre cum and eventually he blew chi’s load in my mouth. I loved that We then just had a few drinks, talked and staying naked. About a hour later his cock was hard and ready again I lean to suck his cock gain but this time he said that he was. Now was to make me his bitch! He deep kissed me and laid me on y back Kissed my body, sucked my body, sucked my cock and soon opened my legs wide open legs With his hand full of lubricant rubbed my love hole and fingered me, first one finger, then two, then three WOW it felt good Moved up toward me and as he kissed me hi inserted his hard cock deep inside. It felt better than I had dreamed he pumped me so long I thought he would never cum and I just wanted that. After sometime I could feel this warm spunk blowing in my arse loved it That night he did not go home just fucked me every time his cock was ready again

13 February 2025

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As someone with whom I have occasional casual encounters with, we occasionally mix role play into our sessions to keep us on our toes, and on the morning of our planned interlude, I texted her instructions to meet me at the casino reception at 8pm dressed in business attire, to surprise me underneath and to bring with her a butt plug, her favourite dildo and a clit sucker. She would then have to submit to my direction and do everything as instructed. "Yes sir", she responded. She arrived dressed in a brown chiffon blowse and a conservative brown leather skirt. We met at the lifts, made pleasant greetings and shook hands, turned and entered the waiting lift to ascend to the 19th floor. As we waited, someone quickly joined us, robbing me the opportunity for an indulgent kiss before we entered the room, but my hand remain firmly planted on her pert little ass. At just under 5'2", my friend is the epitome of the petite milf. Her tiny frame balanced by her well endowed bosom and a tight little cunt that is sweet as much as it hungry. The lift arrived at a lower floor and our companion departs, leaving me a small opportunity to taste her lips as I pull her around and kiss her. She returns the favour with the flick of her tongue - so angry when that door opened once more - this time ejecting us at our floor. We walked to our room, I held the door open for her to enter and admired that stunning figure as she glided past me. In the room I'd already prepared a bottle of champagne, a common accompaniment for us to kick off a night of pleasure. We sat closely and talked casually about our respective days, sipping the champagne, my eyes darting down her shirt to catch a glimpse of her surprise - hints of an embroidered purple sheer perfectly cupping her breasts. Increasingly I'd lean in close and steal a kiss, till there was less talking and more kissing - our tongues adventurous to explore. As we emptied our glasses, I asked her to stand and show me her outfit, and then to slowly remove it to reveal her gift to me. Soon after, the appearance of her near perfect frame barely covered in a matching pair of bra and g-string, the fabric barely covering her bare pussy - I had to resist the urge to touch her there and then, but it would have to wait. She turned around for me, knowing full well seeing the fabric disappear between her ass cheeks would be a huge tease, at which I pulled her towards me so her back was against me, giving better access to her ear and neck. And whilst my hands traversed across he firm bosom, my tongue and lips danced over her lobe and the nape of her neck, her goosebumps amplified by the coolness of the air-conditioning. Remarkably I still resisted the urge to allow my hands to sink any lower than her midriff, instead allowing my left hand to unclasp her bra as my right hand ventured to rescue the escaping mounds trapped by the garment, one by one my fingers searching for her erect nipples, cupping my hand to caress the breast, then running a finger around her areola before lightly pinching the nipple. By now the chair I'd retreated to brought my hands closer to her torso, so I grabber her hips and turned her to face me again, her breasts now available to my mouth, and as I kissed and sucked each nipple, I could no longer resist that urge and my left hand found its mark between her legs as I searched for her wetness. Her crutch was boiling hot and pussy juices could be felt through the delicate mesh fabric. I slipped this aside and allowed my finger to run a slow circuit of her cunt before pressing the pad of my finger against the entrance of her vagina - enough to glaze my finger for tasting, but not enough to offer the release she craved. I sucked her juices from my fingers as I stared up into her eyes. Her hunger was palpable. Before I could give instruction to remove the g-string, she sat on my lap, my hand facing up beneath her as she started grinding on me to encourage my digits to enter her. She was so hot and wet but I resisted her temptation. Instead she reached for my jeans and felt for my cock - he was ready for her, so she quickly undressed me sank between my knees and swallowed me whole. Fuck her tongue was amazing as she worked up and down my shaft her tongue flicking my balls as she devoured his length, her spare hand cupping and fondling them. I allowed her free reign for a bit as I indulged in her expertise, but I had to stop before I emptied my balls down her throat. Fuck I wanted to. So I asked her to retreat and she sat opposite me naked on the lounge. Now would come our primary engagement for the night. We gathered her toys and put them beside her. I instructed her to squat on the lounge, supporting herself by leaning backwards and allowing me full access to her bare cunt and ass as she pointed her sex towards me. I pulled my chair in close, allowed my face to linger ever so close to her sex and allowed myself to smell her arousal - the smell of raw sex. As she pushed out willing me to meet her, I gave her a soft kiss across her pussy, before guiding my tongue around the lips of her out labia, across her clit hood and down the other side to her smooth perineum, which received a generous lick, my tongue parting her cunt lips and flicking past her vagina. Fuck she tastes amazing. With a hand I reached forward and spread her tiny cunt, revealing her clit and inner labia - so I moved my head forwarded and sucked her clit and inner labia into my mouth with the resulting moan worth every second of resistance till now. I allowed my tongue to take advantage of her gape and allowed it to penetrate her for the first time. She moaned again and pushed her hungry cunt down to accept my tongue. But again I stopped and withdrew to her disappointment. I looked into her eye and told her that would come later, but now she must perform for me. She would follow my instruction and show me how she makes herself cum using her toys. But first I asked her to hand me the butt plug. I warmed the stainless steel tip in my mouth and covered it in saliva whilst my thumb rested between her vagina and ass, running circles bringing her juices down to lube her ass. I pressed the bulb against her and allowed her ass slowly accept it. Gradually encouraging it deeper, then withdrawing before repeating. As it slipped inside, she let out a little gasp of pleasure. I then asked her use the clit sucker and demonstrate how she liked to use it. She lubed the cup and her clitoral hood and proceeded to turn it on and move it across the soft bare skin, offering indirect stimulation to the hood and her labia. As I watched from in front, I could see her vagina opening - eager to accept a shaft. So I suggested she show me her dildo. She grabbed it and pointed it at me, allowing me to suck it and cover it in saliva. Then with one hand firmly holding the dildo, she used the other to part her tiny lips and compelled the dildo to her depths. Inch by inch she slowly accepted it. Tight initially, but with each stroke reaching new depths, it brought forward her juices as her vagina opened and yielded to its girth. Once firmly home, she proceeded to pound herself with full and generous strokes, her respiration increasing as I encouraged her to vocalise her arousal. She moaned on each stroke, grabbing her breath as the dildo exited her lips before pushing forth once more. My thumb and forefinger pinched her clit and rubbed with soft vigour as she dug her cunt towards me. With her pace and breath racing, I took control of the dildo and told her to return to the clit sucker - and with both hands freed, she used one to expose her bean and rested the sucker cup directly over her clit and fired the gun. With my hand fucking her with the dildo and the sucker working magic over her clit, she released a long moan as she came for the first time as i held the dildo still deep inside her and she collapsed onto the lounge, allowing me to slide the dildo from her as she ceded defeat. I reached beneath her and she lifted her weight so I could remove the butt plug - it had served it's purpose for now. At this point we had a quick break, and we both sipped some water and regained composure. We stood before the bed, gradually kissing more, when she had a sudden look in her eye and she pushed back me onto the bed. Before I knew it, she'd reversed mounted me in a 69 position and generously offered her cunt for inspection as she quickly engaged my cock and encouraged his attention. I pulled her hips down so I had access to her clit which she proceeded to allow me suck whilst patternedly grounding onto my chin before allowing me suckle. I stared up at her open cunt, the dildo had done its job, and her tight ass above that and I formulated a plan. So she thinks she's in control now eh? I allow my index finger to encircle her vagina, dipping it inside her and drawing her wetness across her ass and pressing the weight of my thumb against her opening, encouraging it to yield. A couple of these rotations and I felt she was ready - my thumb now penetrated her pussy, pushing deep inside her, the webbing on my hand stretching her and she released a muffled moan with a mouthful of cock - she took the cue and went in hard. I could feel my balls wanting to burst, I let out a deep moan and told her I had to cum, that I was going to cum, to which she moaned her approval and kept going. At which point my index finger pressed against her tight ass. It yielded with the slightest of pressure and I allowed it to slide slowly inside her to its full length. She took a deep breath and heaved against my torso, so I started slow rhythmic penetrations of her cunt and ass with finger and thumb, and as her vagina clamped onto me and her ass rippled over my fingers releasing her 2nd orgasm, I groaned deeply and let out a loud releasing sigh as I emptied the content of my balls against the back of her throat, to which she hungrily swallowed. We rolled off each other spent and wasted. She maneuvered around to be head to head once more and we kissed, rolled back and exhaled once more, taking in deep breaths, with my hand resting between her legs, slowly patting her clit and vagina, thinking we were done and congratulating her for her work. Then ai noticer she started to lift her hips towards my hand. I glanced to my side and she was needing more. Her face hungry again each time my fingers contacted her pussy. So I raised up on one arm so I had a grand vista over her perfect body. Her breasts heaving, her nipples erect, I suckled them as my hand plunged inside her, 1 finger, 2 fingers, 3 fingers - she muffled a moan and pushed her cunt down on me. So I moved closer for a better angle, withdrew my fingers stuffing her and returned with index and ring fingers inside her allowing the remaining fingers and palm to slap against her sex. And with increasing intensity, I rotated from brushing my fingers against her g-spot to vigorously finger fucking her cunt and slapping against her clit and labia and within a few rounds of this cycle I extracted her third and final orgasm from the depths. Now she was done and we threw ourselves into a close embrace and drew each other as close as we could possibly be. Extracting as much skin on skin contact, and her as stunning cunt pressed against my leg to ease the pulsing, grinding against it till the pleasure abated. After a short period entwined sharing hugs and gentle kisses, we got dressed and I sent her home. We agreed to meet again soon, maybe in Cairns for a change she suggester. I agreed, kissed her deeply one last time and we went our separate ways.

10 February 2025

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The library has always been a place of solace for me—quiet, unassuming, a sanctuary where time slows and the outside world fades away. It’s why I took this job, why I spend my evenings among the scent of old paper and the hush of turning pages. But lately, there’s been a shift. A customer that is now regularly lingering in the aisles and a weight to the air that wasn’t there before. He’s been coming here for weeks now, and though we’ve never exchanged more than a few words, something unspoken has settled between us. And tonight, I can feel it building, waiting for release. The scent of old paper and polished wood lingers in the air, mingling with the faint traces of cologne he leaves behind when he walks past. The library is empty apart from the two of us, but he doesn’t acknowledge me immediately. He never does—not right away. Instead, he moves with the kind of unhurried grace that suggests he knows he’ll be noticed regardless. He’s been coming here for weeks, always around the same time. I’ve learned his habits—the way he skims the spines of books without looking directly at them, the way his fingers linger just a second longer on the ones that interest him. He’s a man who exists in quiet certainty, someone who doesn’t rush or fumble or second-guess. The way he carries himself with an effortless authority. It’s not just his presence that intrigues me—it’s everything he embodies. Knowledge. Confidence. Restraint. And then there’s the way he looks at me. Not often. Not obviously. But when he does, it feels deliberate. As though he’s measuring something, weighing a possibility. And tonight, something shifts. The silence between us is thick with meaning, the tension mounting like the weight of an unsaid confession. I’m standing by the rolling ladder when he finally speaks. His voice is low, deep, cutting through the hush of the library as if it belongs here. “Would you help me find something?” I turn, my pulse betraying me with its quickened beat. “Of course. What are you looking for?” He watches me for a moment before speaking, as though deciding how much he wants to reveal. “It’s a particular edition. Leather-bound. Should be in the restricted section.” My lips part slightly. The restricted section is behind a locked gate, reserved for members with special access. He has that access. I do not. “I can’t enter that section,” I say, my voice softer than it should be. He knows this already. “I know.” His gaze flickers down to my lips before returning to my eyes. “But you can come with me.” He doesn’t touch me, doesn’t move any closer, and yet my skin is tingling with awareness. I follow him without thinking, drawn to the quiet command in his presence. He unlocks the gate, holds it open for me, and as I step past him, the space between us narrows. His hand barely brushes my arm, a whisper of contact that sends  a rush straight through me. Inside, the air feels heavier. The bookshelves cast long shadows, the dim light barely reaching the far corners. He moves slowly, purposefully, scanning the shelves, but I feel his awareness of me. The way he stands just close enough that I can sense his body heat. “I think it’s up here,” I murmur, pointing to a higher shelf. I step onto the ladder, acutely aware of him watching. When I stretch upward, my skirt shifts, exposing just a sliver more skin. His voice is quieter this time. “Careful.” I turn my head slightly, meeting his gaze from over my shoulder. There’s something dark in his expression, something restrained yet unmistakable. I descend the ladder slowly, and when I reach the bottom, he doesn’t move away. He’s standing close enough that I have to tilt my chin to look up at him, close enough that I can see the faint hint of amusement in his eyes, as though he knows exactly what this is—what we’re doing. I hold out the book between us, but neither of us move to take it. His fingers finally brush mine, lingering longer than necessary. I exhale, the breath caught between anticipation and something else entirely. “Thank you,” he murmurs, but the words feel heavier than gratitude. I wet my lips. His eyes flicker downward, catching the movement. The silence stretches between us. I wonder if he can hear my heartbeat. I wonder what would happen if I took one more step closer. And then he smiles—just barely, just enough to make my stomach tighten with anticipation. He doesn’t step back, nor do I. The space between us feels potent, a fragile tension that neither of us dares to break just yet. I can feel the warmth of his body, the faint scent of his cologne mixing with the aged pages around us, and I know that whatever is about to happen has been building for weeks. His hand lingers where it last touched mine, just barely brushing my knuckles. I shift my weight slightly, feeling the anticipation coil tighter inside me. "You always seem to know exactly where to find things," I say, my voice softer than before. His lips curve slightly. "Some things just take careful attention." The double meaning isn’t lost on me, and it sends an ache between my thighs. I watch as he turns the book over in his hands, but his focus never really leaves me. "And what about you?" he asks after a moment. "Are you looking for something in particular?" I hesitate, letting the moment linger between us, charged with possibility. Then, very deliberately, I tilt my chin up and meet his gaze. "Maybe," I murmur. "I just haven’t decided if I’ve found it yet." His expression darkens, but not with displeasure. Rather, it’s something deeper, something hungry. He steps forward, just enough to close the remaining inches between us. My breath catches as his fingers lift, brushing ever so lightly along the side of my arm, tracing a path that sends a shiver through me. "Then perhaps," he says, his voice barely above a whisper, "we should keep looking." His words are an invitation, a promise wrapped in restraint. But neither of us are here to resist. I feel the heat between us thickening, something heavy and inevitable pressing against my skin. His fingers run up my arm, slow, mapping a path of barely-there contact. My breath hitches, but I don’t move away. His touch lingers at my shoulder, then trails down, just grazing the edge of my neckline. A test, a provocation. I tilt my chin up, daring him silently. The tension stretches, crackling between us, and then his other hand settles at my waist. Firm. Commanding. He draws me closer, and my body responds before my mind can catch up. The moment shatters as he tilts his head down, his lips barely brushing mine—hesitant, almost teasing. The anticipation is maddening. He waits, lingers, his breath warm against my lips, and then, just when I think I might break apart from the want of it, he claims my mouth. It’s slow at first, achingly so. His lips move against mine with measured control, his hands keeping me close but not caging me in. And then the restraint falters. His fingers tighten at my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I gasp into the kiss as his other hand knots into my hair, angling me to deepen it. The kiss turns hungrier, more insistent. My hands find purchase at his chest, feeling the solid warmth of him beneath the fabric. He tastes like warmth and want, and I sink into it, let him guide me backward until my spine meets the bookshelf. A thrill rushes through me at the sensation of being trapped, held between him and the shelves, caught in something neither of us want to stop. His lips leave mine, trailing heat down my jawline, the column of my throat. My breath stutters as his fingers slip lower, skimming the edge of my blouse, fingertips teasing along the fabric before slipping beneath. The warmth of his touch against my skin sends a shudder through me, a delicious ache rushing lower and lower. His mouth follows the path of his hands, pressing open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone, tracing the sensitive skin with slow, deliberate intent. "Tell me if you want me to stop," he murmurs against my skin, voice husky, full of restraint that is barely holding. I shake my head, my breath coming in shallow gasps. "Don't stop." A low sound escapes him, something close to satisfaction, and then his hands are on the buttons of my blouse, undoing them one by one, as if savoring every moment, every inch of skin revealed beneath his touch. His fingers trail along my thigh, pushing the fabric of my skirt higher, higher, until his knuckles graze against the heat between my legs. I part for him instinctively, my breath coming in shallow pants as he drags his fingertips over the thin barrier of fabric separating us. The tension coils tighter, my pulse hammering against my ribs as he strokes once, twice, a slow, devastating tease that makes my knees weak. He chuckles low against my skin, the sound rich and knowing. "So eager," he murmurs, and the words send a delicious shiver through me. "Tell me what you want." The words barely form on my lips before his fingers press more firmly, a deliberate pressure that sends a bolt of pleasure rippling through me. My hands clutch at his shoulders, desperate, pulling him closer as he deepens his touch, pushing past hesitation and into the inevitable. His fingers push past the final barrier of fabric, finding me, exploring me with slow strokes that steal the breath from my lungs. A moan escapes me, low and needy, and I feel his lips curve against my throat in approval. His free hand grips my hip, steadying me as my legs threaten to give way beneath the intensity of his touch. The library is silent except for the sounds we make—the hitch of my breath, the quiet hum of satisfaction he gives when he feels me respond to him. I arch into his hand, craving more, my body desperate for the relief only he can give. He obliges, pressing deeper, his movements both tender and possessive, unraveling me with each measured touch. "That’s it," he murmurs, his voice rough against my ear. "Let me hear you." Heat blooms through me, my head tipping back against the bookshelf as pleasure coils tight in my core. His fingers work me expertly, pushing, teasing, drawing me closer and closer to the edge until I am trembling in his grasp. When I finally shatter, it’s with his name on my lips, my body tightening and releasing in waves that leave me clinging to him. He holds me through it, his mouth pressing slow kisses to my jaw, my neck, grounding me in the aftermath. And yet, I can already feel the hunger lingering between us, unsated. His hands still rest on my skin, his breath heavy against my ear, and when I shift slightly, the press of him against me makes my stomach tighten all over again. His fingers trail up my thigh once more, teasing, testing, as if gauging just how much more I can take. A shudder wracks through me as his fingers moving with purpose, coaxing another gasp from my lips. "You're not finished yet, are you?" he whispers, and the huskiness in his voice sends another pulse of desire straight through me. I shake my head, unable to find words, my body already responding to his touch. He chuckles, a deep, knowing sound that vibrates through my chest as he slides his hand beneath me, lifting me effortlessly onto the lower shelf. The cold wood presses against my back as he steps between my legs, and the look in his eyes tells me he intends to keep me there until I’m completely undone. "Then let's keep going, I think we have unfinished business.." His lips crash against mine again, more insistent this time, his hands wandering with a new urgency. He grips my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge of the shelf, his fingers pressing into me as his mouth moves from my lips to the sensitive skin of my neck. The sensation sends a shudder through me, a desperate moan slipping from my lips as his hands slide under my skirt, pushing it up further until there is nothing left between us but raw, unfiltered desire. I am silently pleading for more. He doesn't make me wait. His touch grows firmer, more insistent, and when he slides inside me it's with the kind of urgency that steals the air from my lungs. The quiet sanctuary of the library is shattered by the sounds of our desire, gasps and moans mingling with the rustling of fabric, the thud of wood against skin. The forbidden thrill of it all, the risk of being caught, only amplifies the pleasure crashing over me in waves, unrelenting and consuming. He moves with the kind of experience that makes me lose myself completely, coaxing me to the brink. "I want to feel you come again," he demands, his voice thick with hunger. And I do, shattering against him, pleasure washing over me in waves so intense I can barely breathe. He follows soon after, his grip on me fierce as he buries himself deep, spilling into me with a growl of satisfaction. For a long moment, neither of us move, our breaths mingling, our bodies still entwined. Then, finally, he pulls back just enough to meet my gaze, his thumb brushing over my lips. "I told you," he murmurs, a smirk curving his lips. "We weren't finished." I let out a breathless laugh, my fingers trailing over his jaw. "And now?" He tilts his head, considering, then leans in once more, his lips ghosting over mine as he whispers, "Now, we decide if this was only the beginning." A breathless pause lingers between us, the heat of the moment settling into something slower. I let out a quiet sigh, still caught in the haze of sensation, my body thrumming with the echoes of what just transpired. I meet his gaze, searching for something—confirmation, reassurance maybe. Instead, he smiles, the kind that hints at mischief and something deeper. A soft laugh escapes me as I press my forehead to his, our breaths mingling in the dim glow of the library. "Maybe," I murmur, "but either way, we’ll have to be quiet next time." His chuckle is low and knowing, a quiet acknowledgment that this isn’t the end.

3 February 2025

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The bass pulsed through the floor like a heartbeat, neon lights slicing through the haze of the crowded club. Lena, nursing a gin tonic at the bar, scanned the room. It had been a grueling week at the ad agency, and she’d craved this—the anonymity of shadows, the thrill of bodies in motion. That’s when she spotted them. They were a jarring contrast: a woman in a sequined emerald dress, her laughter ringing above the din, and a man beside her in a charcoal suit, his calm demeanor a counterpoint to her electric energy. Her hair, a cascade of violet curls, caught the light like shattered amethyst. His hand rested lightly on her waist, a silent anchor amidst the chaos. Lena wasn’t sure who bumped into whom first—only that suddenly she was spilling her drink, and the woman was grabbing her wrist, steadying her. “Oops! Battle scar from the dance floor?” she grinned, her voice a melodic tease. Up close, her eyes were lined with gold, flickering like fireflies. “Join us!” she insisted, already pulling Lena into their orbit. The man nodded, a half-smile playing on his lips. “I’m Mira,” the woman said, “and this is Eli.” They danced, a trio of strangers syncing to the rhythm. Mira moved like a storm—unpredictable, alluring—while Eli’s steps were measured, deliberate. Between songs, they migrated to a booth, Mira ordering a round of smoky mezcal. “We’re celebrating,” she declared. “Eli just sold his art gallery. Now we’re trekking to Patagonia next month!” “*You* sold it,” Eli corrected, his voice a rumble. “I just nodded while you charmed the buyers.” Their banter was a tennis match of affection. Lena learned fragments: Mira’s stint as a circus performer, Eli’s obsession with restoring vintage motorcycles. Opposites, yet their edges fit seamlessly. “Why Patagonia?” Lena asked. Mira leaned in. “To get lost before life ties us down.” Eli added quietly, “And to find what we didn’t know we’re looking for.” Hours melted away. When Lena finally glanced at her phone—3 a.m.—she rose to leave. Mira hugged her, whispering, “Stay reckless,” while Eli handed her a napkin scribbled with an email. “If you ever need a guide to chaos,” he winked. Outside, the city hummed with predawn stillness. Lena crumpled the napkin, smiling. Some encounters weren’t meant to last—only to ignite embers of possibility. She walked home, the stars blurring above, her mind echoing with laughter and the promise of uncharted roads.

2 February 2025

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“What the hell am I doing?” Maree thought to herself. Her hands gripped the steering wheel. She'd spent countless nights exchanging messages with a stranger online, their virtual chemistry intoxicating. Now, she was finally taking the chance, driving to meet him in person. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. What if he wasn't who he claimed to be? What if this was all a terrible mistake? But then again, what if it was everything she'd been fantasizing about? Maree caught her reflection in the rearview mirror. Her usually neat hair was slightly dishevelled from running her fingers through it nervously. Her lips, painted a darker shade of red, stood out against her pale skin. She'd chosen a low-cut blouse and her shortest skirt, a far cry from her usual conservative attire. As she approached the agreed-upon meeting spot, a trendy hotel bar downtown, butterflies erupted in her stomach. She could turn back now, make up some excuse, and return to her safe, predictable life. But the thought of those scorching messages, the promises of ecstasy, and the thrill of the unknown propelled her forward. Maree pulled into the parking lot, her breath coming in short, excited gasps. This was it, the moment of truth. With trembling fingers, she checked her phone one last time. A new message awaited her: "I'm here. Can't wait to finally meet you." Through the glass doors, she could see the dimly lit bar, its atmosphere intimate and inviting. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for a face that matched the photos she'd seen online. And there he was. Sitting at the bar, Marc's profile illuminated by the soft amber light, was the man she'd been dreaming about for weeks. He was even more handsome in person, his strong jawline and broad shoulders making her weak at the knees. As if sensing her presence, he turned. A slow, seductive smile spread across his face as he saw her for the first time. Maree felt a jolt of electricity course through her body. There was no turning back now. With shaky legs she made her way towards him. The noise of the bar faded away, leaving only the sound of her racing heartbeat in her ears. He stood, his eyes never leaving hers. "Maree?" he asked, his voice deep and rich, just as she'd imagined. She nodded, unable to find her voice. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You're even more beautiful in person." The heat of his breath on her skin sent shivers down her spine. In that moment, all her doubts and fears melted away. She knew that tonight would be a night she'd never forget. Maree felt a rush of exhilaration as his hand found the small of her back, guiding her to a secluded booth in the corner. As they sat down, their knees touched under the table, sending sparks through her body. "I can't believe we're finally here," he said, his eyes roaming over her hungrily. "I've been thinking about this moment for weeks." "Me too," Maree admitted. She took a sip of the martini he'd ordered for her, grateful for the liquid courage. As they talked, the chemistry between them grew. Every accidental touch, every glance, every shared laugh only intensified the obvious sexual tension. Maree found herself moving in closer, drawn to his scent and the promise of what was to come. Marc's hands rubbed the smoothness of her leg gradually getting higher and higher. After what felt like both an eternity and mere seconds, he leaned in close, his lips nearly brushing hers. "What do you say we take this upstairs?" he murmured, his voice husky with desire. Maree's heart raced as she nodded, allowing him to take her hand and lead her towards the elevator. As the doors closed behind them, he pulled her close, his strong arms encircling her waist. "Last chance to back out," he said, his eyes searching hers for any hint of hesitation. Maree reached up and pulled him down for a searing kiss. All the passion from their online exchanges exploded in that moment, leaving them both breathless and aching for more. As they stumbled into the hotel room, hands frantically exploring, clothes being shed, Maree knew she'd made the right choice. Whatever happened tomorrow, tonight she would lose herself in ecstasy, consequences be damned. Maree moaned softly when Marc captured one of her nipples between his lips, sucking and nibbling gently as his hand slid between her legs, finding her wet and ready. She gave herself over to the passion that had been building between them for weeks. Maree spread her legs wider as 1 finger turned to 2. Her eyes shut as moans escaped from her lips as he masterfully toyed with her. Marc's skilled fingers continued to explore her depths, gently teasing her most sensitive spots, Maree's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his hand. She felt his other hand trail up her body, grazing her breasts as he went, sending shivers down her spine. With one deft motion, he unhooked her bra, freeing her heavy breasts for his hungry mouth. Sensations she'd only dreamed of consumed her. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer. "Oh God, Marc," she panted, "I'm so close." He responded by plunging a third finger inside of her, stretching her walls like never before sending her spiralling over the edge. Maree's orgasm washed over her while she dug her nails into his back as a symphony of moans escaped from deep within her. As she came down from the euphoric high, Marc withdrew his fingers, admiring the evidence of her pleasure before bringing them to his lips and tasting her nectar. Maree, turned on even more fumbled with his belt, finally freeing his rock-hard cock from its confines. He was every bit as impressive as the photos had suggested, if not more so. She wrapped a hand around his shaft, marvelling at its girth and heat in her palm. He was so much bigger than anything she had fucked before and the thought of trying to put this in her mouth both scared and excited her. Maree didn’t blink as she ran her tongue along the shaft. He tasted so good. The tiny bit of precum coated the tip of her tongue as she reached the top. The mixture of salt and musk bringing a smile to her lips as she opened up to accept him. Her jaw hurt as she spread as far as she could. If this hurt her jaw so much, what would it do to her pussy. The very thought sent a gush over her. She so wanted this cock to stretch her. Marc gently cradled the back of Maree's head as she took him deeper into her mouth. She relaxed her throat, trying to accommodate his impressive size. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she bobbed up and down, savouring every inch of him. But it was just too much as she gagged and released him. Maree looked up at Marc. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "You're just so big." Marc smiled down at her tenderly. "Don't apologize. You're amazing," He pulled her up, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. As their tongues danced, he guided her towards the bed, laying her down. Marc's eyes roamed over her beautiful body as he positioned himself between her legs. Maree felt the tip of his cock tease her pussy. Torn between wanting it, needing it and the shear terror of having something that big take her. "Are you ready for me?" he asked, the tip of his cock teasing. Maree nodded "Yes. Yes, please," she breathed. Her back arched as the tip spread her apart. Her legs spread wider and moans of both pleasure and pain filled the room. Slowly, inch by delicious inch, Marc pushed into her. Maree gasped at the stretch. He paused, allowing her to adjust to his size. "You're so tight," he groaned, fighting the urge to thrust wildly. Maree didn’t respond. Lost in her own world as she came to grips with the emotions this cock was giving her. Eventually her hips started to move, silently begging for more. Marc obliged. He started with slow, deep strokes. Gradually, he increased his pace, watching her face as he took her. Marc smiled when he felt her walls relax. At the same time her moans turned to yells of pure pleasure. Maree wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper. Every thrust hit that perfect spot inside her. She clung to him, her nails raking down his back as the pleasure intensified. "Oh god, Marc! Fuck yes" she cried out. She had never screamed like this before. With each thrust she felt the new her grow. She wasn’t that shy little girl anymore. She wanted this. Wanted to be taken and fucked completely. She was his to do with her anything he wanted. Maree's world exploded in ecstasy as another orgasm ripped through her body. Her back arched off the bed, her inner walls clamping down on Marc's cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. She cried out his name, her voice hoarse with passion. Marc growled, feeling her tightness squeeze him. He picked up his pace, pounding into her with abandon. The headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust. "That's it, baby," he grunted. "Take all of me." Maree was lost in sensation, her body trembling as aftershocks of her orgasm continued to pulse through her. She'd never felt so full, so stretched, so utterly possessed by a lover before. In one swift motion, he flipped their positions, pressing Maree face into the mattress. She had never been so manhandled before. He lifted her up her waist as he positioned himself behind her. She offered no resistance as he thrust into her, another moan filling the air as his cock filled her aching pussy with one forceful push. Maree couldn't believe how wanton she had become, but she didn't care. She craved Marc's touch, his cock. “Harder” she yelled. Marc picked up the pace. Spurred on by the yells of joy coming from Maree's lips. He grabbed her hips and started forcing her back onto him, increasing the force. Maree was happy to take it all, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her wanting this to never stop. Marc's rhythm became erratic as he neared his own release. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Maree gasped as she felt his hot seed flooding her. His release triggered another intense orgasm for Maree. Her body shuddered and convulsed around him. She cried out his name over and over, her voice muffled by the pillow she was clutching. Maree collapsed onto the bed, her body spent. Marc spooned up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. They lay there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. Maree had a contented smile on her face. "That was amazing," she said softly.

31 January 2025

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TOPIC: DOGGY STYLE. Honestly, I feel like seeing & thanking the person that invented doggy style. It's sweet, it reaches the intestines. It helps penetrate deep into u, and u feel the scrotum touch ur outer hole, while he do u It's fast and reliable. Easy to do in any area of the house. It helps the shy ones to overcome shyness, cos you won't look at his face. It allows your man to play with ur nipples. It allows your man to play with your clit. It allows ur man to play and tap ur bum bum as he's doing you. It allows your man have a full view of ur bumbum, as he's doing you and ur booty is bouncing with the force of his thrust. It allows u to play with ur man's balls from under. It allows him to massage ur back. Even if you don't want to moan, this style will make you moan. In doing doggy, how u bend and position properly determines the amount of enjoyment. Don't be a boring babe on the bed. Learn to scream and moan. It makes him feel in charge. Tell him where u want to feel pleasured. CLASS DISMISSED WITH I WISH I HAD A PARTNER IN CRIME!!!

30 January 2025

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What Id like to do to you if I may. Where do I start. I’m turned on by you and want you. Lustful expression comes easy, I feel it, I crave it. I want to share it and make you feel my lust! I open the door, there you are, as I imagined, a beautiful open minded woman, eager, willing, insatiable. A cheeky glance, a playful grin. The rush has started! I’m drawn to you, I get closer, I grab your hips. I bring you towards me. I embrace you, my arms holding you close and tight, my lips drawn to yours. I gaze at you, eyes locked, hunger mounting. I go for your mouth, passionately kissing, wet tongues swirling, gently first, playful, then more intense. I grab your hair gently pull it to one side, arching your exposed neck for me to indulge. Pressing and sliding my tongue around your neck and throat. Then kissing it gently all over, I stare at you again. I want more, May l? My hands are wandering all over your body pressing you against me, feel my want for you. I can feel your hard nipples against my chest. I know they ache. You must strip and lay bare before me. I crave to see you as I want you to see me. Embrace once more feeling skin on skin feeling my hard cock against you. My wet mouth passionately kissing you down your body, closing in on your erect aching nipples, my wet tongue swirls around it. I blow my hot breath against the wetness only to make them ache so much more. I lick and suck them, flicker my tongue and repeatedly gently bite them. I’m so close to you that I feel a wetness dribbling down your leg and onto mine. I place my hand between your soft thighs. I feel you and cup your wet cunt dribbling on my finger tips. So glad, I want to share my fingers with you. Placing them in your mouth and pash you once more, tasting you. Both panting craving every touch, kiss, suck, fuck! Passion and lust grows I want to spread your legs before me, kiss your inner things, licking them, brushing may face and lips along your cunt. I love to tease and tease, feel my hot breath tormenting until you ache for it. Make you plead for it. Then release you, give it one long lick, then constant licks, tongue fucking your pussy feverishly. I must place my lips around your clit capturing it. Pushing down on it exposing that hard wet throbbing clit, for my wet tongue to flicker slow, fast, faster! I draw my head back and take a breath mmmmmm. Love to lick and suck on a beautiful cunt tasting every crevasse, passionately kissing and swirling my tongue around you like it’s another mouth. May I pleasure your buxom buttocks, my tongue does tend to wander, wanting lust and control may send me in all manner of directions. I Savour the taste of you, smell you, lick that arsehole and cunt till your squirt all over my face. Your hands grabbing my head grinding it against your wet slippery clit and cunt. I’d like that very much, gets me so hard! My cock is so stiff for you, slap it and springs back for you to play with. Straddle me on top of me and ride to your hearts content use me for your pleasure grind away on my hard cock. I dare not cum until you’ve squirted on my slippery cock multiple times. Or at the very least have your fun with me. Let me have you on your back, hover over you gaze at you rub my hard cock against your clit. Feel how wet you are on my tip of my hard cock. Slowly ease into you, all of me and slowly draw back out then in again. Hearing your moans makes me eagerly go on. Fuck that feels good! A constant rhythm develops don’t you just live hearing that slap of cunt and cock! Grab my arse draw me in deeper. Mmmmm yes animal instincts start to take over, let me pin your legs back and frenzy fuck that cunt like you know you want me too. Gush on that hard cock, feel that hot cum! I’m not done yet, turn you over doggy, slap that ass and pull that hair like riding reins and say how glad you said yes to me as I fuck you! good girl gone bad.

23 January 2025

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I LOVE MY JOB (BUTCHER'S WIFE) in the early 1980s I was working for a refrigerator company from home fridges to huge cool rooms . I had various regular customers some of which we're very nice to there regular trades men . Answering a call out one Saturday I arrived on site to find the cool room main fan had failed, so I explained to the butcher's wife and her mother in law that if I'm quick I can get a new one but we have a used one at the works. I returned after about a hour and got to work in the cool room, when the door opened and a voice asked ( cup o tea Mr fridge) o yes please was my reply. Motor fitted by time the tea and biscuits arrived, oh you spoil me I said, the reply was NOT YET. as I turned around I came face to face with the butcher's wife who grabbed me close and kissed me deeply, this lady new what she wanted as she started undoing my belt and jeans pulling my cock out with a ohh wow before deep throating me with first gulp . Just then her mother in law called for sausages which made us both laugh. Quickly wipes her mouth and carries a tray of sausage out of the cool room , I quickly pulled myself together and carried my tools and the tea and biscuits out of the room and switched on and tested. So I could feel my face glowing and the mother in law noticed that I was getting flushed. I said it's because I have been in the cold so long. They asked me if I could come back later to collect the cash what I agree to. I arrived back at the end of the day with all the shop closed up. Went in and called thru, out back came the answer, cuppa tea . Silly question I replied. Make sure the door is locked will you. So I checked the door, went through expecting to see them both but instead there was the butcher's wife in her blue and white apron and nothing else her large breasts visible on each side, well it's about time you got here laughing . Kissing me once more as I reached behind her squeezing her lovely ass , OHH THAT'S THE WAY she said bringing my hands up her back and round cupping her now heaving breasts, lifting her onto the table and leaning her backwards I lifted her legs and took her pussy in my mouth, she shuddered hard as I done this, grinding her crouch into my face with her hands on my head pulling me closer, I dropped my jeans and as I stood up I slipped my throbbing cock inside her hot wet pussy, she gasped loud as I slowly working back and forth getting deeper with every stroke , with a gasp she said ohh I'm coming I'm coming wrapping her legs around me pulling me all the way in making me fuck even harder all at once we both came at the same time filling her pussy with my full load we released and she slipped off the table and on to he knees so she could suck the last few drops of my cum from my cock , she stood up and we kissed deep once more, dressed and drank our now cold tea but we needed a drink . We had many more encounters over the course of 2 years or so until I moved companies but we had

21 January 2025

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SOCAL MEDIA HAS ITS USES About 5 years ago I was going through the normal social media when I came across a local lady that wasn't looking for but we clicked just a friendship began to evolved. After a while we decided to go for a meal which was fantastic evening, we took a walk after and I drove her home, we sat in her garden for a while just talked, after a while I felt I had outstayed my welcome so I decided to leave.. we got up from the chairs and headed for the gate, stopped at the gate and gave her a hug and she responded with a very strong hug back, all at once we was face to face and we began to kiss her hugging became rubbing and stroking my hands lifting her skirt and squeezing her fantastic ass she responded by rubbing and squeezing my cock through my trousers I in turn brought one hand around her front rubbing her clit through her panties, she was now getting very wet so I slipped my fingers inside still kissing as we were still at the gate. Let's go by the shed she said. Intercourse was not prepared for so I took it slow. Now at the side of the shed I continue to finger fuck my new best friend all at once she moans and a gushing orgasm covered her body making her legs tremble and turning to jelly holding her up we continue to kiss and keeping my fingers moving as she. gushed again, my shirt sleeve was soaking wet at this stage, put my fingers to my lips so to taste her. We agreed on not to take it any further at this stage. We kissed and hugged again and we parted much better friends. My cock was busting out of my trousers and made it very hard to drive but I knew leaving it there would lead to better things.

21 January 2025

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We decided to sneak out for a bush walk at Natural Bridge, there is something about the sports bra and gym pants you're wearing. I've been following you along this trail for the last 2 hours. I have the motions of your arse etched in my brain. You have the best arse. You stop at the bend and reach into your back pack for some water. I take that moment to brush the hair that escaped your pony tail away from your neck. I let my hand stay a bit longer than required. I've always loved playing in public places, this place felt private. We haven't seen another person for over an hour. I grab your hand and pull you out of sight of the trail. There are some trees rocks and a little grassy area, I push you up against the rock and move in for a deep kiss. I decide then and there. We're going to fuck. I want you. Your lips are salty from the sweat, your mouth is hot and your tongue is sweet. I tickle your exposed rib cage eliciting a moan from you. You're into this too, I can tell by your body language Your erect nipples are poking through your sports bra and my cock is so hard it's trying to bust out of my shorts. I lift up your sports bra to expose your perfect tits. Your nipples are hard, the way you are reacting I think I can get you off just by playing with them. I lick around your entire right nipple being careful to only let my tongue make contact. I can feel you trying to force it. When you've had enough I bite and slightly pull your erect nipple. Just as I'm doing this I slide my hand down the front of your pants. Your waxed pussy is already wet and accepts my probing finger willingly. As I slide it in I can feel you rock on my finger then I pull my finger back and circle your clit. Your wet enough that I can tell you're going to cum quickly. I want you to cum in my mouth. It's risky but I need to pull your pants off for full access I pull your pants and knickers down and lean you back, lift your right leg over my shoulder. Your left leg is all that supports you. I slide my tongue from the bottom of your pussy to the top and then stick my flat tongue as deep inside as I can get. The way your waxed pussy feels on my mouth makes me so hard. l keep my tongue in a rigid wide shape and lick slowly from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. So slowly it seems like time has stopped before I arrive at your clit. Your hands are pulling the back of my head into you harder, Trying to guide me. Once again I take my tongue and lick from the bottom to the top. I focus on your clit. Your body is quivering and you're moaning. After I finish my second long lick I slide two fingers inside you and curve them towards my face. You're so wet and tight. I can't wait to get inside you. My fingers are sliding in and out of your pussy. Your thrusting your hips onto my fingers. Once you're in a rhythm, I start to slightly suck on your clit, take the tip of my tongue and I lick just the top side of your clit while I suck, The effect hits you like a freight train. Your knee almost gives out, I can feel most of your weight on my shoulder and continue with the consistent lick, suck and slide. I can feel your pussy tightening, you're about to cum in my face. I can't wait to taste how sweet you are. Your juice is dripping off my chin and I suck up as much as I can Your breathing has stopped as all your muscles in your body contract at once. Your grip on my head is intense. Your pussy is clenching on my fingers making it feel like your trying to keep them there forever. You start to relax as I pull my fingers out and lick up what I can of your cum. I stand up and wipe off my face, I've got your pussy juice all over me and I love it. I lean in to kiss you, we kiss and you can taste yourself on my lips. Our tongues duel in each others mouths. I feel you rubbing my cock through my shorts I'm hard and ready as you slide your hand up and down. I pull back from our kiss and watch as you unbutton my shorts. You pull my jocks down and my cock flies free. The head is swollen and leaking precum already. You've got me in a bad way. You stroke me a few more times as I whisper, I need to fuck you, right now. I turn you around push on your shoulder as I pull on your hips. The effect pulls the arse I've been studying for the last 2 hour right to my cock. I slide the meaty head of my cock up and down through your crack, you're so wet my cock isn't going to have a problem sliding in. Inch by inch I slide into you. Slowly until my hips meet your arse. Your pussy is completely filled with my thick cock. You reach around and massage your clit as I pull almost all the way out of you, before sliding back in. My cock glides through your tight pussy like you were built for me. I feel each little ripple and wave inside your pussy. My long strokes are getting a bit shorter as I feel you tightening around my cock. You continue rubbing your clit being sure to put slight pressure on it each time I bottom out in you. After several strokes like this I can feel you losing control. I grip both of your hips with my strong hands. I'm pulling on your hips to give me leverage. My fingers are digging into your arse and hips with my intense grip. I'm so turned on my cock is swollen making it feel even deeper. My balls are tightening up to my body as I'm getting close to exploding deep inside you. I slap your arse one time fairly hard eliciting a loud Yelp from you then you moan you're as close to orgasm as I am. I grab a fistful of your hair and pull fairly hard. Your body is quivering as your pussy tightens as I continue sliding my big thick cock deep inside you as we both explode together.

20 January 2025

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It’s a hot summer day and we decide to steal a few hours together and head to the beach to cool in its dark waters. The beach is busy with all sorts of people, young and old, getting a break from their homes. Couples happy to sit and admire each other in their near nakedness and enjoying the scenery of closeness to other near nakedness… and singles dreaming of being a couple or admiring the generous mounts of scenery. As we join the throng of sun worshippers I cannot ignore the eyes which follow you, your bikini drawn to its skimpiest highlights the ripeness of your breasts and the roundness of your womanly buttocks. I notice your nipples begin to rise as you enjoy the many eyes that delight in your beauty and the me and women who lust for you and it excites me too to be with a sensual beauty so desired. We spend time in the sand enjoying the sun that beats down on us as we talk in whispers to each other more as a way to allow our bodies to touch than to keep our conversation secret from those around us. I take you by the hand and lead you into the sea and we dive through the crashing waves until we are away from most where the water laps at our shoulders and the waves take us under only to release us in the trough once passed. Our bodies are close, and I cannot ignore the sight of your erect nipples through the wet fabric which hugs your breasts and I move closer to feel them on my chest as your eyes smile teasingly into mine. Your legs raise to wrap around my waist like a boat moored to a jetty you are kept from drifting away by my body planted firmly against the waves and my yearning hips tingle with desires. I feel your honeypot rub against my straining manhood and you laugh as we try to make this rising sensual scene invisible to prying eyes from the shore. You come close to me sliding my manhood from its confines and slip it under your bikini. I am within the warmth of your wet honeypot as you float moored to my post in plain sight of thousands and you laugh with a devilish grin on your face as you move your hips to milk me and I too loose my inhibitions to the sensual and erotic scene we are living. We sway gently in plain sight and thrill at the thought of being watched and approved of, your excitement is matched by your juices running freely over my thrusting manhood and my seed rushes forth to join it. I watch you floating on my post and as our orgasms crash upon us so does the waves that flush us clear of each other, spent but not sated

19 January 2025

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The first couple i had played with i was about 23 and they were in there late 40’s he was a bodybuilder and she was a dancer that had traveled around the world with her job … we had dinner the husband and i talked business while the wife and i talked science, spiritually and scripture… it was getting late so i had assumed it was a meet and greet and id be heading off soon . Then out of nowhere they had invited into their garage that had been set up like a red room .. and the ground was covered in foam matting with couch , massage table and swing There was an X taped on the ground and they had asked me to stand there while she got ready … me being young and naive… i had no idea what was going on then it happened… she came in dressed in pink lace … and i kid you not A scimitar ( sword ) balanced on her head some music was played and she was able to do the splits and stand back up without using her arms while balancing the sword she the came over to me and shoved a carrot in my mouth … and told me to stay still I did what i was told and she took a big swing and sliced the carrot …… i did not even flinch.. she then asked if she could go again … and the adrenaline rush answered before I thought and i replied “ yes” she did it again and there was only an inch of play left on that carrot.. apparently that was like a test they have to see who they wanted to stay they night ( this house was a mansion BTW ) We then went all night having the most intense 3 way (strait) we didn’t sleep and i left at 11 am the next morning…

14 January 2025

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She is the one you walk past without noticing or looking back. She wasn’t always. At one point in time, you would have at least noticed her. Then you would have weighed up if she was worth pursuing. Maybe you would have bought her a drink, asked her on a date or had a winning combination of intellect and looks, so taken her home. She has now lost her my ‘come fuck me’ gaze because she knows it no longer had the power it once had. You notice her at the bar ordering a drink and feeling quite uneasy about this new adventure. You are not too young and on the hunt for a pulse or a ‘last drinks’ lady. You want something that is interesting, but also a woman you have to work for. A woman you need experience and talent to please. A woman who has been there and done that, on many fronts, many years ago. A woman who is looking to try again but is not interested in a relationship. A woman who wants to know her worth again and has a pretty open and unfiltered view as to what this may look like. You see her sitting there and something about her strikes you. You raise a topic of personal interest to you- Renee Descartes and philosophy, Khe Sanh and the importance of military families, bisexuality and performance for power play, Irish heritage with the strong desire for a drink or even straight laced monogamy with a high earning potential kicker. Each one has won her in the past and none of them will again. It is the passion she is looking for. Someone who can open her eyes to a new way of being, thinking and feeling. You know you can do this for her and in return, she will be yours for one evening only. You know you opportunity, to live in her book as someone who proved to her she was worthy again and to yourself that, you can please the most experienced. If you can’t, never fear. It was one evening only.

12 January 2025

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I'm on my knees in front of you, gazing up at your hard cock. My mouth is watering at the thought of having you inside it. I wet my lips with my tongue, then open my mouth ready for you. You slide your cock between my lips and slowly plunge toward the back of my thought holding my gaze the entire time. My eyes fill with water as you hit the back of my throat, my throat tightening as I gag around your cock. You smile, "Good Girl, swallow it down" you say. You lay down on the bed and beckon me to follow, the smile on your face as I willingly approach makes my pussy clench in anticipation. When I reach the side of the bed your big hand reaches out for my pussy and you slide it between my legs. I moan with pleasure as you start to gently stroke, all the way from the front to the back, circling my clit at one end and my arse at the other. Spreading my wetness all around. My breathing becomes more rapid, you smile at me and pull me towards you. I spread my legs and gently lower myself into your cock, my wet pussy clenching around it. I ride your cock for a little while, enjoying the feeling of fullness in my pussy as it stretches to accommodate your girth. I slowly pull off your cock and line the head up with my arsehole. Gently rolling the head around the edge, slowly sliding it in. I moan as it stretches, slowly sliding it in and out taking more each time until finally I'm seated fully on your cock, I rock my hips forward and back slowly loosing control as my orgasm sweeps over me and my pussy begins to gush all over the base of your cock and running down your balls and arse. Soaking into the mattress. You grab my waist and pull me sideways until our positions are reversed and you're in control, pumping your hard cock into me. My mind is blown, my body is filled with pleasure as I roll from one orgasm to another, under your total power and control.

11 January 2025

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I'm home alone at night asleep, I become aware that I am awake and feeling horny, I become aware that there are hands all over my body, stroking me, touching me, just feather light but they are touching my arms and legs at the same times on both sides, so I know there is more than one person touching me. I realise that even if I open my eyes I can't see. I must be blindfolded. The room is silent but I can hear movements and breathing. I move, trying to touch one of the hands that are touching me and my hand is moved back to the mattress beside me. The touching and stroking continues. I become aware that I can smell the scent of coconut oil and masculine cologne, my heart is pounding now, my mind is racing with ideas of who this could be. A hand is circling my breast, sweeping broad strokes, another is sliding down between my thighs, not quite touching my pussy, just nearly, such a tease. I squirm and try to get the hand a little closer, slowly the hand sweeps over my mound then firmly presses on it, fingers between my legs, but not between my pussy lips, there is a hand on my throat and it sweeps up my neck and the fingers start to touch my lips. I open my lips and a finger slides in. “Ahhh”, I hear a male voice say. The hand on my mound is starting to press and circle, rubbing my mound slowly, so that my clit, still covered by my pussy lips is being rubbed by it's own pussy lips. I'm trying to work out from the smells who is here and how many people are touching me, are they all men or are there women as well and how many of them are there. I can't tell. The fingers in my mouth are getting more persistent, in time with my growing need, and my clit is throbbing, my pussy feels empty, but my clit is demanding more and more of the same, my hips are thrusting my mound into the hand that is firmly rubbing it. Suddenly I am shuddering and cumming and as I do that the hand on my mound slips down between my pussy lips and slowly into my pussy. My pussy is still convulsing from my orgasm and the finger that has slipped inside is making it last longer, then I feel another finger slip inside, but it's from a different angle, is it another hand on the same person or someone else? My mind is a blur, the fingers in my mouth slowly pull out, as I relax and breath deeply enjoying the coming down feeling after my orgasm. I smell the heady scent of my own pussy, there are fingers on my lips, rubbing around my lips and I realise that they are wet from being in my pussy. I greedily suck them into my mouth, sucking my pussy juice from them. I'm so busy with the fingers in my mouth I don't notice that a cock is nudging at my pussy entrance. As cock at my pussy entrance is nudging in I gasp, as I realise how thick it is, I try to move my hands to touch it, but my hand is caught and firmly placed back on the mattress beside me. My thighs are being held open now, my legs are being spread to make way for the cock, I’m being laid open for a cock, I don’t even know who owns the cock, only that it’s thick. I can feel the cock pressing and sliding it's way into my pussy, it's being inserted so slowly it's driving me insane, I feel like I’m going to cum again, and it's not even fully in yet. The hands on my breasts are kneading and stroking, insistent, but not rough, I'm holding my breath, waiting to feel the cock as it hits against my cervix. Just as it reaches my cervix and I feel that tingle of pleasure and pain from my inner most core I realise it's slowly making it's way back out again, I can hear myself moaning, a long drawn out moan. This is so slow it's going to make me cum, I'm trying to move, to follow the cock, but the hands on my thighs are holding me firmly, firmly open and available for the thick cock. I feel like I’m a human sacrifice, being held open for this cock. As the cock is slowly sliding out for the fourth time, I can’t hold on any more, and I can feel my body rushing towards orgasm. My cum is gushing out of me. “Good Girl” says my husbands voice. “Cum all over that lovely thick cock like the good little cock whore you are.” He says. My pussy is clenching and the cock is now trying to thrust back inside but unable to due to the orgasm that is still wracking my body. The cock slides up and over my clit. The orgasm, which was subsiding is now building again. I gasp, the gasp turns into a deep groan as I start to cum harder again, relentlessly. The cock rubs around my clit a few times as my orgasm rips through me, my cum gushing out. Slowly it starts to subside and the cock slides back into my pussy, this time reaching my cervix faster. Now the cock is thrusting into me, hitting my cervix mercilessly, I’m gasping and groaning, holding my breath, trying to hold on. Suddenly an orgasm rips through me, intense and powerful, I scream out, gritting my teeth as I feel like I’m being torn apart by my own pussy. “Good Girl” comes my husbands voice, close to my ear again, I can hear his breathing strong and heavy, he’s panting, he’s so turned on by what he’s watching. Watching being done to me, by others, if he's the one at my ear...I can feel a velvety soft rock hard cock now, sliding over my lips, begging entry, I part my lips and greedily take the cock into my mouth. The cock in my pussy has slowed down again and is not thrusting quite so forcefully into my cervix. I can breathe and think again. The cock in my mouth is thrusting in further and further, I open my throat and allow it to slide past my uvula. I can smell my husbands musky scent as his balls reach my nose. I feel the pleasure of knowing his cock is in my throat flow through me. The thick cock inside my pussy has started to speed up again, and I feel the intensity of his thrusting and know he’s about to fill me with his cum. “Ahhh… yes… fuck yes” I hear an unknown male voice groan out as his cock pulses and thrusts inside my pussy. My husband’s cock is withdrawn from my mouth and for a moment all I can feel are the hands on my thighs holding my legs open. As my pussy throbs and tingles. I can hear men’s voices, all talking about how good my pussy looks with cum dripping from it. I can hear them talking about photos and know that they are taking pictures of my red swollen pussy, with cum leaking out of it. I can feel fingers now, stroking my pussy and my arse, slowly the cum is being spread around, everywhere including my arsehole, my pussy clenches with excitement as a finger slowly slides into my arse. I gasp as I feel myself being lifted off the bed and then laid back down on a hard body, I put my hands out to grip his hips that are just below mine. His hands dig into my hips, holding me steady and I can feel his cock nudging at my arsehole. “OMG” I slowly groan, the feeling of a cock in my arse, after my pussy has been stretched and I’ve cum so hard, it’s almost too much. The cock starts to thrust in and out, with a regular speed, that drives me wild. I try to focus on not allowing myself to cum, OMG it’s so hard not to cum with the cock filling my arse. Another cock is now nudging at my pussy entrance and I take in a deep breath as it slowly slides in. OMG the feeling of fullness, I’m not going to be able to hold on much longer, slowly the two cocks now begin to thrust one at a time, in and out. “It’s too much… I’m going to cum” I cry out. “Hold on” says my husbands voice firmly “We aren’t done with your holes yet”. I try to control my breathing, I try to focus on other things, it’s too hard, my breathing is now coming in short pants. My heart is beating out of my chest. My pussy is throbbing. Suddenly I can’t hold out any longer and I can feel my pussy starting to pulse as my cum starts to gush out of me. My pussy is clenching on the cock inside it so hard, the cock has stopped moving lest it be pushed out, but I can also feel it pulsing as it starts to cum inside me. I can hear the breathing in my ear of the man underneath me as he starts his own climax, filling my arsehole with cum. My mind is blank, I can hear giggling and know it’s me, know that I am euphoric, and my entire body is made of jelly. My thighs are still held open, I imagine what my husband is going to be looking at and know that he will be the one who has come in my pussy so that he is in the perfect position to see the cum pouring from both my holes and I lay unable to move. I can feel hands all over my body again now and all the voices are telling me what a good girl I am. The hands are stroking me, rubbing me. Later they help me into the shower, I am still blindfolded, I can feel hands and facecloths all over my body as they clean me. Telling me how much fun they all had and what a good girl I was to be their little fucktoy. "What a good little whore you are" says my husband’s voice as they lead me back to the bed. "Lay there while we have some drinks, we will be back for round 2 soon". I hear their footsteps walking away as I start to slip into a satisfied sleep.

11 January 2025

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This had to be the best thing that I’ve done, I loved every second of this encounter playing with a big “clit” while I gaped her tight asshole. She was begging for more and more which was making me feel hot and horny as fuck! After I fucked her ass she slowly started playing with my hard cock and spitting on it while she got it down to the back of her throat which made my toes curl. Then she got on top of me and gave me the ride of my life. We proceeded too meet up once every week and it is still going to this day. I love being a little sissy and dominant when I need too. Nothing better than hot sweaty sex while we both have fun. Then she invited her transgender friend to spice things up. I had her in doggy style blowing her brains out and her friend was shoving her 9inch clit down her throat while she begged for hot juicy tasty cum down her throat and deep in her ass as she was cumming all her juices into her friends mouth and all over her big tits and all over her slutty face.

10 January 2025

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In the heart of Eldergrove Park, I found myself wandering under the soft glow of the moonlight, the air thick with the sweet scent of blooming jasmine. After an exciting evening at a local festival, I was lost in thought when I noticed a figure sitting on a weathered bench. He was tall, with dark, tousled hair that framed a handsome face, and an aura of mystery that drew me in. “Care to join me?” he asked, his voice low and inviting. I felt a thrill run through me as I nodded, slipping onto the bench beside him. “My name is Oscar, by the way. What’s yours?” I replied, “Jo.” We exchanged playful banter, laughter echoing in the night, the chemistry between us palpable. With a daring glint in my eye, I suggested a moonlit stroll. He took my hand, the warmth of his grip sending shivers up my arm as we wandered deeper into the park. Shadows danced around us, creating an intimate cocoon that seemed to draw us closer together. As we reached a secluded grove, the tension in the air became electric. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of us, caught in a moment that felt both inevitable and thrilling. He stepped closer, his breath warm against my ear as he whispered, “I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you.” Before I could respond, he captured my lips with his, a slow, teasing kiss that quickly spiraled into something more urgent. I melted against him, my body responding instinctively as his hands roamed my back, pulling me closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate as we pressed against a sturdy oak tree, the rough bark contrasting with the softness of our bodies. I felt the heat radiating from him, igniting a fire within me that demanded to be unleashed. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, feeling the intensity of the moment consume us. His hands slid under my dress, exploring the smooth skin of my waist, igniting every nerve ending with his touch. I gasped as he claimed my mouth once more, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that matched my own. The urgency between us built, a primal need that sent shivers down my spine. He lifted me effortlessly, pressing me against the tree as he kissed a trail down my neck, his hot breath sending waves of desire coursing through me. My heart raced with every touch, every caress, as I surrendered to the night and the magic of the moment. The cool air contrasted with the heat of our passion, creating a heady mix that enveloped us. I gasped as his hands found my hips, guiding my movements, urging me to match his rhythm. His hands moved underneath my dress and touched my panties. He shifted my panties to the side and felt my wetness, and he went wild! I sensed he wasn’t satisfied with the position as he looked around. He spotted a bench a few meters away and guided me toward it. After helping me sit down, he removed my panties and knelt in front of me. Before I could inquire about his intentions, his face was buried in my pussy; he licked, sucked, and fingered me as if his life depended on it. It was an incredible sensation! I was turned on so badly and just wanted to sit on top of him and have him inside me. He replaced me in my sitting position; I took out his cock and gave it a good suck before I mounted Mr. Cocky and rode him. It was so hot as he squeezed and sucked my tits as they bounced in his face . . . I could not hold myself from the orgasms that followed. The air was thick with warmth, fuelled by our shared desires. He lifted me effortlessly and set me down on the bench. With a playful glint in his eyes, he turned me around with my back to him, rubbing his cock against my overly wet pussy, and then I could feel the full length of him as he fucked me from behind! 💋😜 As we tangled in a delightful dance of moans and the intoxicating rush of our intimacy, the world outside faded away. Just as we were lost in our euphoric moment, the sound of approaching voices pierced through the bliss, prompting us to hastily pull apart, hearts racing from both excitement and the thrill of being caught. Meanwhile, Oscar was hard as a rock, and I wanted more from this delicious cupcake. I pulled him further into the dark woods, scarcely lit by the streetlights, until we found a spot where he continued to fuck me, harder and harder as I matched his every thrust. In that enchanted grove, beneath the stars, we surrendered to our connection—a fleeting moment that would linger in my memories—a beautiful, wild night that felt both exhilarating and dangerous.

9 January 2025

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It was just a small boat that Jack and Jill had, a small half cabin runabout with an outboard motor. One day they invited Terry and his wife to go with them on a trip in the boat. It was a warm spring day when they headed off to the Myall Lakes. It was just a short cruise up the river to get to the lake at the end. The weather was perfect, very little cloud in the sky and very few other boats around. They seemed to be more interested in fishing that sight seeing. By the time they reached the top lake itself, there were no other boats to be seen anywhere around. Taking advantage of the situation, both Terry and Jack stripped off to work on their tans and encouraged the girls to do also. Which they did and they all enjoyed the warm rays of the sun on their naked bodies. Cruising around the foreshores they found a small beach with shade trees around. It looked perfect for a picnic spot. They ran the boat close to the beach and put out an anchor to keep the boat safe and waded ashore. The spot was perfect, shaded and private, just in case there were any other boats around, which there were not, as the lake appeared to be deserted. After having morning tea, they spread out blankets to lay upon and enjoyed the suns rays and the quite tranquillity of the lake. The boys, laying out on their backs had not noticed that the warmth of the sun, plus of course, their thoughts as they watched the girls spread a sun protection on their bodies. The sun glinting on naked female breasts and thighs brought their inner thoughts to subjects that were to say the least, were a little naughty. “ Hey Jack”, Terry said. “Do you remember that time we took the girls up the hill at your place?” “Sure do.” replied Jack. “What are you thinking? “I am thinking we try it on both girls?” “OK sounds good to me”, said Jack, “but how do we talk the girls into it?” We will start with something small and build up to it.” Terry asked the girls if they really knew their husbands body very well? “Of course we do.” they both said ”Why do you ask?”. “I don’t think that you do” said Terry “and I can prove it!” “How” asked both girls? Easy, just kneel down and put on this blindfold so you can not cheat, then we will stand in front of you and you have to say who it is in front of you. We will not say anything and then change places and you have to guess again as to who it is in front of you. If you get it wrong, you have to do anything we say. Sounds like fun said Janice, and what if we get it right does that mean you have to do what we say you have to do. Sounds fair enough, both boys agreed. Both girls knelt and put on their blindfolds, the boys then stood in front of their own wife, but Jack indicated to Terry to swap sides and Jack stood in front of Janice and Terry stood in front of Jill. A tap on the shoulder meant ready to start. At first, both girls used their hands to feel the legs in front of them. Janice got a bit more adventurous and slid her hand up the leg to the groin area. Feeling around, she could feel the cock she was touching slowly rise. She thought, “this is simple, its Terry, he always gets worked up when I touch him there.” Meanwhile, Jill was having a good feel around Terrys cock and his balls and he very soon was hard. Jill said to herself, “This is Jack he always get worked up this fast”. Jack bent forward so that his hand could feel between Janice’s legs and found she was wet and very worked up. He inserted a finger into her and could feel her reaction to his movements. Terry seeing what he was doing, did the same to Jill. inserting one, then two fingers and slowly massaged her and could feel her pushing down onto his hand wanting more. Jill was so worked up that she wanted to take off the blindfold and demand satisfaction, but she remembered the conditions. That would mean that they would lose the challenge, so she just knelt there and enjoyed the sensations. Another tap on the shoulder meant that they would change over and try another body. The boys changed places without saying a word and tapped the girls on the shoulder to show that they had to guess again. This playing around was having an effect on both Jill and Janice, they could feel sexual desire arising in their bodies and making them moist and feeling daring. This time they allowed their hands full reign to explore the body in front of them. The boys were also feeling the sexual desire mounting up. Janice leaned forward and put Terry’s penis into her mouth and slowly started to slide it in and out while using her tongue on it. Terry could not take it and pulled it out and both boys stood back and said, “OK take off the blindfolds”. Which the girls did and blinking in the sunlight adjusted to the light again. “Right “said Jack “Which was which?” “That was easy” said Janice, “ Terry was first, then Jack”. ”I am not sure” said Jill “ I got confused I thought it was Jack at first, but then I thought, perhaps Terry, I am confused”. Both boys triumphally said you are both wrong, so you have to do what we want you to do. Read what the boys did next!

9 January 2025

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We meet up, at the coffee shop, you perched carefully in your seat. You're casually browsing your phone as I arrive, your patent leather high heel dangling on your left foot, as you sit legs crossed, eager with anticipation. I approach from the street, pumped and ready, heart pounding in my chest. "This is it", I mouth to myself... I discretely get closer and pull the chair opposite you, at your table, out. I make eye contact with you and it's at that moment you realise who I truly am. We gaze deeply into each other's eyes for but a flirtful moment, contemplating the course of events this afternoon may potentially now take. Pleasantries exchanged, we stand up and embrace one another. You can already gauge the fact that I'm more than just a little excited. I can also equally gather that you are most certainly beside yourself by now... The waiter saunters over and requests our orders. Those dutifully done, we continue to converse. The words fly. The chemistry deepens. The plot thickens. Where to from here? We decide, sooner, rather than later, that's it's time to embark upon our sexy journey together. The bill is paid, further pleasantries partaken in, and we make for your place... You slide your key into the apartment block communal door, your high heels strutting along seductively and overall general appeal of your amazingly womanly figure, only serving to scintillate and tease me furthermore. You allow me passage through your door and say to make myself comfortable, on your ample lounge. I ponder whilst I wait, conjuring up images of what is about to be. You return, dressed in no more than those same heels, coupled with the skimpiest, yet most elegant lingerie I've ever been witness to. "Let's go to bed", you utter. I follow. No sooner have we entered your bedroom, we passionately kiss, as I thrust you against the wall... My hand wanders slowly lower, feeling just how excited you are for this moment. Pulsing, aching and ready. I carefully thrust you now, onto the bed, and spread your legs. My head moving ever further down towards your delectable panties. I slide them off, carefully leaving your amazingly high heels on. Legs spread, I delve between, for my first taste...

9 January 2025

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This is a story of a fantastic catch up I had recently: We had agreed to catch up, have a few drinks and play some strip poker. We sat around their kitchen table, Rose at the end with Chris and I either side of her. Rose was a short curvy brunette with a couple of sexy tatts and Chris was your classic skinny country boy, strong as an ox with a heart of gold. They were great people to hang out and have some fun with.. Always good for a laugh and we had played a couple of times. Tonight however was going to take an interesting turn. We sat at the table with the deck of cards in front of us going over the rules, lose a hand, lose an item of clothing... socks and shoes etc didn't count. Rose looked at us suggesting that “this wasn’t going to be fair”. She was only wearing a singlet, no bra, shorts and undies, and she didn't know how to play poker. Neither Chris or I wanted to see her in more clothes so we suggested changing the game to blackjack with a dealer playing against the other 2. With fresh drinks we settled in for a few hands. I started by dealing and pretty quickly Rose realised she had lost the first hand. Chris held on but she went bust. Sheepishly she asked for a redo, which we allowed her. We replayed the hand and Chris lost. Rose was quietly celebrating and Chris took off his tshirt, throwing it over his shoulder on to the floor. We moved dealers to Rose and she dished out the cards for the next hand. The game continued for a few hands with me losing my shirt and Chris losing his shorts. Rose thought she was on a roll until she came up short and lost. After another protest she slid her hands under the table and shimmied her shorts off throwing them over to me. I lost the next hand meaning that both of us lads were down to our underwear. I offered up a pretty goofy strip tease as I stood up to remove my pants... I could feel how hard my cock was getting and I'm pretty sure the bulge was noticed as I sat back down. We continued to play with Rose losing the next round. I had won the round so Chris had suggested I take the next item off. I stood up, realising there was a wet spot developing at in the front of my underwear and my cock was well and truly straining against the material. I asked Rose what item she wanted to pay this round with. She looked up at me and then across to Chris telling me to take her top off. I stood behind her running my hands down her neck, and grazing past her breasts. She was not wearing a bra and her nipples were rock hard and visible through the flimsy material. Reaching down lower I slowly pulled her top up releasing her boobs. Still behind her, I leant in close so she could feel my thick cock on her back, my fingers teasing her nipples. I returned to my seat and dealt the next hand. There was a lot of sexual tension in the room... Rose’s nipples peaking out over the table may have been a distraction for us both. Chris lost the next hand for this reason. He shimmied his briefs off sliding them across the table adding to the “pot” or pile of discarded clothing. I made a joke asking how he was doing over there? Feeling the breeze? He laughed... we were all pretty turned on. We dealt another hand and Chris lost again. Having no clothes left, Rose asked what do we do now? We were not done playing so we suggested some dares. She suggested that Chris do some naked star jumps...10 or so. He stood up with his thick cock slapping the table as he moved back. It was clear to see he was excited as he moved to the middle of the room. He stood up and started jumping with his cock bouncing off his pelvis. There was a bit of laughter and cheering as he sat back down. He had a quick swig of his drink and dealt the next hand. Chris dealt Rose a pretty average hand and she ended up losing another round. At this stage, Chris was naked and Rose and I were down to our briefs. Her hands moved to her sides and with a couple of quick wiggles she was out of her briefs. She threw them on the table saying that she was playing serious now. I dealt the next hand and she lost again... As she was now naked, it was time for a dare. I told her that she had to sit on the winners laps and make out for 30 seconds each. She shot me a wicked smile and stood up. Her boobs jiggled as she walked toward Chris. He slid his chair out and she sat side saddle on his legs, kissing his lips while his hands roamed around her body. No one was counting... after a while they broke their kiss. She stood up and trotted over to me. She sat on my lap... my thick cock pressed up against her thigh, pre cum leaking onto her leg through my briefs. Rose wrapped her arms around my neck and we started to kiss. My hands were roaming over her body, her smooth curvy ass, up her back and teasing her nipples while we kissed. My hand slid between her thighs, she was wet, very wet. We broke our kiss and she returned to her chair, red faced and a little flustered. She dealt the next hand and won convincingly with a blackjack. Rose smiled and told me to stand while she removed my boxer shorts. I stood next to her she could see the patch of precum and the thick bulge... she could even make out the shape of the head. She slowly edged them down with Chris intently watching as my cock sprang out slapping my stomach. Rose cupped my balls smooth balls and stroked my length a couple of times before thanking me and asking me to sit again. On a roll, Rose won the next round and it was dare time again. She told us both to stand and masturbate for 30 seconds. Chris and I pushed our chairs back and stood up. We were both rock hard. Looking across the table he was rolling his foreskin back, precum leaking from the tip as he started to stroke his length. I started to slowly stroke my cock looking across at him and down at Rose. Her gaze fixed on the two cocks being stroked in front of her. She started directing, telling us to go faster then longer and slower strokes then to play with our balls. It felt amazing. We finished up and sat again. The dares were starting to get edgier and more fun now. Rose was well and truly on a roll now wining the next hand. The next dare was for both of us to go down on her for a minute each. In the same breath as she was issuing orders, she climbed onto the table, sitting in front of me with her legs spread. She was completely smooth and glistening... she was turned on. She lie back with her feet on the back of my chair as I leant forward, The tip of my tongue teasing her clit before running it the full length of her hole. She was wet and tasted amazing. Lying back Chris was able to kiss her and play with her boobs while I teased her with my tongue and 2 fingers. After a bit more than a minute she shuffled around so her legs were spread in front of Chris and she was looking up at me. We kissed, tongue deep in her mouth. She could taste herself on my lips and she was loving it. Chris was having a great time between her legs. She was moaning and kissing me even more passionately as he increased his pace. She sat up, saying that we had each had a minute then slid across the table to her seat. We had all had a great time to this point. I dealt the next hand with both Chris and Rose losing. I decided it was time to up the stakes. I stood up and walked around the end of the table. Rose had her eyes fixed on my cock as I stood between where they both sat. I told them that I wanted both of them to tease my cock for a minute each. I took Roses hand a placed it on my cock. Instinctively, her fingers wrapped around my thick shaft as she started slowly stroking my length. I moved slightly closer with my hand on her shoulder as she continued to slowly masturbate my cock. Chris was watching closely, trying not to touch himself... I could see his cock twitching. Rose started using her other hand, rubbing the tip of my cock and playing with the precum while she stroked me. Little sticky strings from the tip of my cock to her fingertip. She held her finger to her lips and tasted me. Licking her lips she pulled me a little closer, looking up she engulfed my thick head in her mouth. Rose had given me a few blowjobs on previous occasions, but this was sexy af. Her tongue and lips working as she pumped my cock into her mouth. She withdrew me all the way from her mouth and started to tongue my shaved balls. They were pretty full and as turned on as I was at the time... so much precum leaking from the tip. She continued to lick and suck for a little while then pulled back... She looked at Chris and said “ your turn”. She was smiling as I turned toward Chris. He had pushed his chair back and had moved a little closer to Rose to see the action. It turns out that Chris had not had any bi experience to this point, as I found out after our catch up. Rose and Chris had talked about it but it had not been a thing, other than some pegging and a bit of prostate play with Rose... Chris tentatively reached out wrapping his fingers around my shaft, just like Rose had. His eyes focused on the tip of my cock, not straying at all. Rose was watching in awe as he stroked my thick shaft back and forth. His hands were more forceful and rougher than Rose’s but it felt good. He started to increase his stroking pace and cupped my balls with his other hand. He moved his hand to the base of my shaft and continued to stroke then closed his eyes. I was looking at Rose, looking at him as he pursed his lips to the tip of my cock. His tongue started darting in and out licking the head of my cock then he placed my shaft in the palm of his hand as he licked down the side of my length. He licked his way down to the base then back to the tip. It had been a minute and I was about to call it when he opened his mouth and started to edge my cock between his lips. For a guy giving his first blowjob he was doing a good job. Afterward he told me he had been practicing with a couple of Rose’s toys to see if he could do it. His tongue was teasing the underside of my cock as he sucked and jerked me into his mouth. He could only get me about half way in but it felt great. I looked over and saw Rose teasing her nipple while her other hand was rubbing her clit. Every now and then she would slide a finger into her wetness, mesmerized watching Chris sucking my cock. Chris opened his eyes, looking over at Rose giving herself pleasure while she watched us. He pulled away from me, giving me a couple of quick strokes. I grabbed his hand, and hers and placed them together on my shaft. They started gently stroking me as I said, “lets go upstairs”.

9 January 2025

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