I undress you and kiss you passionately while doing so. When you least expect it I throw you on the bed and lick every inch then I put my dick to your mouth and go in your mouth slowly, as I caress you down to your pussy with light touches, I'm rubbing your clit and get you so wet you start to drip and you squirt a few times. Once your completely soaked I deep throat you and cum in your mouth (I cum multiple times and get hard again straight away). I go down restrain your arms while I stroke my dick with your pussy lips letting the back edge of my dick rub hard against your clit and only teasing the inside of your pussy. I start you in missionary and put my dick in slowly and start fucking you at an even pace. You want me to go harder but I tell you not yet just to tease you more. Then I get you in doggy and I keep fucking you but I go harder. Then when you least expect it I pin you down in doggy and pound you really hard. I go harder and harder, and harder and harder. I take my dick out and finger you till you squirt everywhere and I cum all over you

25 November 2023

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Full disclosure, I'm not adept at being a writer, and this marks only my second attempt. Nevertheless, here's my tale: It all began years ago, amidst the rise of dating apps. Sceptical of baring all online, I opted for a conservative profile with just a headless photo. Enter a woman from Queensland, equally discreet. Despite the distance, our work-related travels hinted at a potential meeting. Our conversations, candid about our differences, including a 12-year age gap, of which I had no issues with her being older, flowed seamlessly into intimate topics. Intrigued by my past, she suggested an in-person rendezvous during her Sydney work trip. We settled on a coffee date in Parramatta, about a 30 min drive from the centre of Sydney. The discreet café in Parramatta set the stage. As she stood to greet me, her enticing fragrance filled the air. Despite my humble protests, she urged me to share my bi experience story, which had inadvertently brought us together. The conversation shifted swiftly to desire, paving the way for an unexpected, exhilarating encounter at her hotel. She didn't need to ask twice; I gladly agreed, and we made our way to her hotel just up the road. Upon entering the hotel foyer, we headed directly to the elevators, ascended to the 4th floor, and proceeded to her room. Her accommodations were impressive, more spacious than most. She offered me a seat and a beer from the bar fridge, which I welcomed. As we sipped our drinks, we engaged in conversation. I settled into a lounge chair while she took a spot on the bed. Me: "Lovely room." Woman: "Indeed, I appreciate having ample space." She kicked off her shoes, enhancing her comfort. Woman: "Plus, I need room for my bag of tricks." Me: "Your bag of tricks?" She grinned, pulling a small bag from beside her bed. Woman: "Yes, my bag of tricks." I was intrigued. Her mysterious bag of tricks unveiled leather lingerie and an array of adult toys. Me: "You seem to have the whole kit with you." Woman: "Oh, no. This is just my travel kit. The rest is at home." Displaying two different outfits, she inquired, Woman: "Which one do you like?" I smiled, indicating the one on the right. She returned the smile, placing the one in her left back into the bag. Woman: "I'll be right back." She headed to the bathroom. My excitement soared. It was evident where this was heading. I waited patiently, finishing my beer. Upon her return to the room, now adorned in the chosen outfit, she looked stunning. Straps accentuated her breasts, leaving them fully exposed. The leather waist clung tightly to her skin, and I noticed a zipper running from the front to the back. In mere seconds, the sight captivated me. Woman: Tonight, I plan to teach you a few things. Me: Oh, really? I felt the whip snap harder on my leg. Woman: You only get to speak when I ask you to. Do you understand? Me: Yes, ma'am. Now, how about you remove that shirt and pants and show me what I am working with. I complied with her request. The smile on her face was wicked, yet filled with excitement. Woman: I want you on your knees on the floor. I looked at her, and she tilted her head as if to convey, "Don't you dare speak or disobey me." I followed her instructions. Woman: Kiss my feet! As I kissed her feet, she leaned down, running her hands through my hair. Finding her grip, she took control of my head, guiding it up her inner leg toward her groin, firmly placing my face between her legs. The scent of leather and her forceful hand made me feel like my excitement would burst out of my pants. Unsure of what would happen next and from which direction, the anticipation heightened. She turned her body, still holding my hair until my face nestled between her ass cheeks. She wiggled around, keeping my face in her ass. Turning slowly back towards me, she lowered herself to my height. As her breasts passed my face, I moved forward to touch them, but she held me back, pulling my head sharply backward away from her body. She kept my face close to hers, licking up the side of my face. I dropped my head backward as she pulled my hair and cracked the whip on my ass with her other hand. A sense of being controlled overwhelmed me. It was both exhilarating and intimidating. Despite usually being the alpha in encounters with single women, the desire to obey and the sense of being dominated aroused me more than I had anticipated. Her tongue explores my ear, nibbling and biting on my earlobe. Whispering in my ear, the woman declares, "You're mine tonight!" She raised her whip, tapping my nipples and continued chastising my ear from behind. Caught off guard, her hand firmly slapped my ass cheek. Quickly, she reached down, seizing one arm and twisting it behind my back. Her other hand slid around my throat, holding my head back. Woman: Not a sound! I nodded; she had me at hello. Her overwhelming and erotic control transformed the atmosphere. She was in charge, and I was there to please her. Her hand left my throat, trailing down my chest to the bulge in my underwear. I was as hard as a rock, and she could feel every inch of it in her hand. She rubbed the shaft of my cock on the outside of my underwear. Woman: I think we will save this for later. Confusion filled me. Save it for later? What comes first? And more importantly, what comes later? I smiled as she released my arm and moved in front of me, her hand still firmly on my cock. Looking into my eyes, she grabbed my hair again, pulling my head backward and down, aligning my face with her breasts. Woman: Lick it. Moving to lick her nipple, she pulled my head back. Woman: Softly. I smiled, restraining my eagerness and softly licked her nipple. They were spectacular and hardened from the room's cold air. She moaned lightly as I delicately licked her nipples, moving my head from one to the other as she pleased. Wanting to add some spice, I playfully bit one of them. Smack. Her hand found the side of my face. Woman: Did I ask you to use your teeth? I shook my head to indicate a negative response. Her hand slapped the side of my face once more. Woman: Not doing as you're told gets you punished. I smiled. Despite the initial shock of the slap, it was clear that I found pleasure in it. She pushed me toward the bed, upsetting my balance and making me sit on it. Swiftly turning around, she bent over, enticingly moving her ass in front of my face. Woman: Kiss it. Without hesitation, I leaned forward and kissed her leather-clad ass as she swayed her cheeks from side to side. Her hand reached backward, seizing my head and forcing my face into her ass. Woman: Do you like that? I nodded, my face firmly planted in her ass. Woman: Good boy. Bending down further, almost touching the ground, she turned around, pulling my head back, then forward into her crotch firmly. Mmmmm, she moaned, rubbing her leather-clad pussy on my face. She pulled my head backward, bringing us face to face, passionately kissing me with drive. Our tongues intertwined as our mouths explored each other. The tingling sensation of a deep kiss overwhelmed me. Her hand rubbed my cock as we kissed. I felt her teeth bite my lip. Opening our eyes, she smiled. Her teeth were still on my lip as she tightened her grip on my cock, causing a slight cringe of pain. She let go of both simultaneously, smiled, and then gently slapped my face again, rubbing it to soothe the pain. She pushed me backward on the bed as she climbed on, standing above me. Looking up into her eyes, I saw a smile of erotic mischief. I was ready for whatever she had in store for me. Placing one foot on my chest, she reached down to the zipper between her legs, slowly releasing it. From the front to the back, she unveiled her beautifully manicured pussy between the leather and the zipper. Her foot dropped from my chest to the side as she descended to her knees, pinning my outreached hands to the bed. Her now-wet pussy centred on my chest, just inches away from my mouth. As I moved my face upwards and forward towards her pussy, I felt her hand slap across my face again, sending a tingling sensation from cheek to cheek. The smile on her face reminded me that it wasn't my choice what was to occur as I dropped my head back to the bed, submitting to her. Still pinned to the bed, she moved forward over the top of me, and I watched as her pussy hovered above, slowly lowering her body onto my face, teasingly and softly. Woman: Lick it. Following her command, I began to slowly lick her pussy, savouring the delicious taste. She was already so wet, and as she rubbed her pussy on my face, my nose pressed against her clit, and my tongue explored inside her. She moved with a gentle and deliberate pace, orchestrating the rhythm that pleased her. My face became a tool for her pleasure, and I could hear her moans of delight as she moved back and forth on my face. I could feel her hand joining in the stimulation. The more she rubbed, the faster her movements became, her pussy gliding up and down my face, my tongue catering to her desires. Her moans intensified, and her motions quickened. It was evident that her pleasure was reaching new heights as my face received an intense workout from her pussy. She rubbed vigorously, releasing a scream of ecstasy, letting herself squirt into my mouth and all over my face. I was surprised and elated, eagerly welcoming every drop that burst from her. She lifted herself from my face, allowing me to catch my breath, and looked down at me. Woman: Oh wow.. Her breath was heavy. I was drenched, but there was no complaint from me. It was an incredible experience; something I had only seen in videos before. I was incredibly turned on, craving more. The thoughts racing through my mind begged her not to stop. I wanted to taste her, feel her squirt on me again, all over my face and in my mouth. The thrill of it all happening overwhelmed me; I simply wanted more. She smiled and lowered her pussy back to my face, silently directing me to lick it, and without a word spoken, I obeyed. I licked up every inch, from inside to out, and she seemed to approve. Once again, she lifted herself from my face, looking back down at me. Woman: Mmmm, you are a good boy, aren't you? I smiled up at her as she lifted off me, turning around with her pussy back in front of my face. I felt her hand firmly grasp my cock, which was as hard as a rock. Leaning forward, she licked it, pushing her pussy back into my mouth. Taking the initiative, I followed her wishes, licking her pussy while feeling her warm lips around the head of my cock. She expertly sucked on my cock, her lips moving up and down my shaft. It extended further and further into her mouth, sliding into her throat, causing her to choke, willingly making herself choke on my cock. It felt amazing. Once again, I found myself focusing on licking her clit, entwining every part of it with my tongue, eager to hear her moans of pleasure. Simultaneously, I felt her hand move down to her pussy, beginning to rub it. As I continued to lick, the more fervently she sucked my cock, matching the intensity with her hand until, once again, she erupted, dousing my face and filling my mouth with ecstasy. The experience was extraordinary, her release, the shivers, the moans of pleasure—I relished every moment. Once more, I willingly cleaned her pussy with my tongue, harbouring no complaints. Once satisfied with my efforts, she lifted herself again, this time lowering onto my hard, erect cock. It slid effortlessly into her pussy as she rode it up and down, revelling in its girth. The sensations were overwhelming, and I felt as if my head might explode as she indulged in a slow fuck. Looking down at my face, she grasped it firmly. Woman: Do you like this? Do you? I nodded in agreement. Woman: Don’t cum! It was a challenging command to follow, given her actions. I controlled my breathing, taking deep, measured breaths. The tight embrace of her pussy around my cock felt sublime as I watched her breasts bounce on her chest while she glided up and down on me. Woman: Don't you dare cum! She leaned forward, delivering a slap to my face, then seizing it. Woman: Don't cum! The unexpected slap diverted my attention momentarily from the intense sensation of her riding me, and she let out a yell. Woman: OOOHHH My God! She came on my cock, still bouncing on it before clamping her legs tightly, shivering in ecstasy. My cock remained hard and nestled within her. She leaned forward again, gripping my face. Woman: Good boy. It was an entirely novel experience for me. Never before had I engaged in sex without reaching climax. She left me craving more as she dismounted from my cock. Looking down, I observed her juices covering my shaft. She flipped around, assuming the 69 position, and proceeded to lick and suck my cock once more. This woman was extraordinary, and I found myself thoroughly enjoying the encounter. She knew what she desired and seized control. Sitting upright, she elevated herself slightly above my face. Her hands moved to her ass cheeks as she parted them, lowering her ass to my mouth. Woman: How about you lick this as well? The prospect of licking a woman's ass was unfamiliar territory for me. While I had received such attention and relished it, I had never reciprocated. In a fleeting moment of self-reassurance, I thought, "If it's okay to have it done to me, it must be okay to do it." Her ass, clean and inviting, received my tentative tongue around the rim. I stretched out towards her, licking it softly as she moaned in pleasure. The more she vocalised her enjoyment, the more fervently and deeply I licked. My tongue danced in and out of her ass as I felt her rubbing her pussy again. The erotic thrill of hearing her delight in my actions fueled my desire to prolong the experience. Around her rim, in and out, I licked until her pussy once again exploded all over my chest, her body shivering with excitement as she squirted all over me. Fascinated, I found myself ensnared in a realm of surrender and dominance. With adept mastery, she manipulated a whip, leaving me invigorated and yielding. The shift in power dynamics, a departure from my customary experiences, intensified the encounter. Her authority grew as she directed me through an array of actions, ultimately culminating in her experiencing repeated climaxes that surpassed my expectations. Content and spellbound, she lifted off me, leaving me yearning for further exploration. I reclined on the bed, naked, my arousal lingering while she rose and stepped away. Her legs trembled from the pleasure she had just experienced as she settled onto the sofa. Glancing up at her, I observed an alluring yet mischievous smile on her face. Woman: Oh, I'm not done with you. Returning a smile, I remained uncertain about the forthcoming events, but I was completely engaged in the upcoming chapter of her thrilling sensual exploration. After sipping on some water, she leaned down to retrieve her bag of sensual surprises, wearing that wickedly erotic smile once more. Woman: I'm going to demonstrate how I like to pleasure a man. Intrigued, I was all in for whatever she had in mind. The bag landed on the bed, and she pulled out a slim vibrator, about 3 cm thick and about 20 cm long, turning it on to set it vibrating in her hand. Bringing it toward my erect member, she placed the vibrator between my shaft and her hand, creating an instantly pleasurable sensation. Leaning forward, she took both the vibrator and my cock into her mouth, skillfully sucking on both. I struggled to restrain myself as she abruptly pulled away. Moving the vibrator down to my balls, she elicited another wave of pleasure by rubbing it up and down. Woman: Turn over. Following her instructions, I rolled onto my stomach. Woman: Lift your ass in the air. Once again complying, she shifted the vibrator slowly from my balls to my buttocks. I felt at ease and thoroughly enjoyed the experience as her tongue traced the contours of my rear. Her skillful movements continued for what seemed like an hour, and I surrendered completely to her desires. The sound of a cap being opened reached my ears, and then a cool lubricant was applied to my backside. The vibrator now explored the skin around my ass, delivering delightful sensations. I questioned why I had never tried this before. As she massaged me opening with the vibrator, her hand found my still erect cock beneath me, moving up and down. The vibrator's head became slightly heavier at the entrance to my ass, and she began inserting it slowly. The pleasure from the sensation suppressed my urge to climax, but I remained intensely aroused by the unfolding experience. Woman: Does that feel good? I nodded in affirmation. Woman: Good boy... I'll take it slow. Gradually, she worked the vibrator in and out, each movement going a bit deeper, introducing me to sensations I had never known. Her movements were fluid as she moved around me, alternating between sucking my cock and continuing the rhythmic insertion of the vibrator. She playfully smacked my buttocks and expressed her enjoyment audibly. I had never anticipated that this type of exploration would ignite such arousal, and I found myself revelling in every act she had performed throughout the day. I relished the sensation of her using the vibrator on me for a while. Then, I sensed her repositioning beneath me, aligning her breasts with my erect member. I raised my body to accommodate her, and she continued the rhythmic use of the vibrator on me. My cock pulsed with anticipation, signalling my imminent climax. She had a plan for when and where that release would happen. With most of the vibrator now inside me, her lubricated hand began to gently stroke my cock. Knowing I wouldn't last long, having been brought to the edge multiple times that evening, I braced myself for what was to come. Woman: Now you're going to cum on my breasts. Feeling a mix of relief, excitement, and hesitation, I desperately wanted to cum, sensing the impending burst of release. Yet, I didn't want this intimate moment to conclude. Not now, not yet. Her grip tightened on my cock as she continued to stroke it. There was no resisting the powerful combination of the vibrating sensation in my ass and her wet, slippery hand on my cock. I moaned loudly, unable to hold back, as my cock erupted, releasing white cum all over her breasts. Woman: Oh yes, babe… yes. Beneath me, she revelled in the moment, watching as I blew a big load of cum on her breasts, and the lingering sensation of orgasm pulsed through my body. Meanwhile, the vibrator in her hand continued its rhythmic movement in and out of my ass. Woman: Oh, that's just delicious. I was exhausted, basking in the euphoria of feeling incredibly satisfied. I sensed her hands urging me to lift off, and I complied, allowing her to sit up. With one finger, she spread it over her breasts, looking at me with a smile. She had accomplished her goal. Her hand seized my hair, compelling me to sit up on the bed. As my head tilted backward, she whispered in my ear, Woman: Lick it up. She then directed my face to her breast, where I followed her request, licking every drop off her. The joy on her face was evident, and her objective was fulfilled. We spent the next few hours fucking in various positions, transitioning from firm to gentle. However, the memory of the foreplay has stayed with me, an experience like none I had encountered before. To say the encounter was eye-opening would be an understatement. Her uninhibited control and expertly executed desires left an indelible mark on my perspective. It was a journey into uncharted territory, where pleasure and submission danced hand in hand, revealing a side of intimacy I never knew existed.

21 November 2023

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Hayley I don’t remember much of the drive to Liam’s. I’m sure I’m not that drunk but the journey is a blur. I’m not sure what’s going on. Not the situation—me. I’ve never been turned on like this before. I start grabbing Liam on the way up to his apartment and even though he shows surprise, he doesn’t stop me. When we get inside he makes us a drink and we sit down on the couch. I don’t even sip my drink once. We look into each other’s eyes; have a moment of awkward silence and I decide the only way to break it is to kiss him. Then it’s on. Liam’s hands are hard on me as he pushes me back on to the couch. I feel wound up with anticipation, so much so that I don’t want to just lay back. I want to ravish every inch of him with the palms of my hands. And my tongue. I’m too drunk to have that much purpose. I just giggle as his hands push me into the sofa, the soft cushions swallowing me as my weight falls on them. I feel him running his hands down my legs, caressing me around the ankles with his fingers before grazing his nails back up my shins. When he slides up my thighs, I feel a shiver right up my spine that makes my clit burn and my pussy ache. He leans over me, pulling his shirt out of his pants. When he goes for his belt, he loses balance and almost falls on me, holding himself up with one hand as we both start laughing. “Maybe we’re too drunk.” He says forlornly. “Speak for yourself.” I reach down into the small gap he’s made between the fly and button and pull his throbbing cock out. His spine goes straight, and he almost jumps off the couch completely. With quick fingers I get the pants open and slide down. With a bit of wriggling, I get my face level with his cock, smiling in satisfaction. “What are you—Oh!” He gasps as my lips wrap around the swollen head. I don’t have much reach from this angle, and he’s still trapped in his pants, but I’m hungry for this big, hard thing, so much so that my mouth is watering almost as much as my pussy. I suck as much of him into my mouth as I can, sneaking my hands across his hips to reach around and dig my fingers into his ass cheeks. He lifts his hips away for a second then leans towards me, groaning. I encourage him deeper, pressing with my hands and he thrusts into me, forcing my head deeper into the soft cushions. Moans slip around my lips as I try to swallow him whole. I can hear him gasping as he thrusts, clearly trying to be gentle but unable to stop his body reacting. With one sneaky hand, I find a bit of room and reach through to squeeze his balls. He shudders, sighing, hips going completely loose. His cock rides all the way down to the back of my throat and hits it, smothering another hungry moan. After a few more minutes he sits up, climbing off me. He collapses into sitting position on the sofa, red faced and nearly panting. I slither up towards him, working on the buttons of my blouse. He watches me wide eyed as I fling it behind me, pull up my skirt and sink down onto his lap. We look into each other’s eyes as I settle there, holding his shoulders. He reaches down with one hand and holds his cock steady. I wriggle up and down a little, feeling the hot, swollen head pressing on my clit. It makes the ache in my pussy so bad I have to blink and lower my head, gripping his shoulders. When I open my eyes, he’s staring straight into mine. His small smile is full of wonder and awe. It makes me feel a bit more than horny, triggering something deep inside that makes me ache even more. I slide myself down, moving slowly so I don’t break the eye contact. His hands run over my ass, my hips then up to my waist. He reaches behind me and unclips the bra with one flick of his fingers. I lean back a bit for him to pull it off and he does it slowly, lingering his fingers around the edges of the satin and lace before tugging it away. His hands come around to cup my breasts immediately, rough palms on my soft skin, fingers teasing at my nipples. Using my grip around his neck I lean back, pushing his cock deeper inside me. He buries his face in my breasts, nipping with his teeth and trying to suck my nipples into his mouth as I start to writhe. I’ve hit a sweet spot now and it doesn’t really matter what he does for the next few seconds. I push down hard with my hips, thrusting as hard as I can to keep his hard cock pressed against my g spot. Just as I’m about to come he puts a finger down and teases my clit. My knees come up, hugging his ribs. I can hear myself crying out as the orgasm rocks through me. My legs loosen as the orgasm rolls through my spin, leaving me hanging around his neck, hair plastered to my forehead. It’s like being on a rolling wave, and he’s the only safe, solid thing to hold on to. I pull myself against his chest, curling up against him. He rocks me back and forth, cock still hard and hot inside me. My pussy, so warm and relaxed from the orgasm, starts to clench around him as my arousal builds again. He holds my arms gently, pushing me back so he can look into my eyes. “You’re amazing.” He whispers. All I can manage is a lazy grin. I lean in and kiss him, our mouths hot and wet as we search into each other’s mouths. I try to bring him even closer to me by pulling on his neck and shoulders. He runs his hands up my back and pulls me hard against him, my breasts rubbing on his chest as we squirm against each other. When I lean back, breathless, he starts on his shirt buttons. I try to help but I’m so relaxed from the orgasm—and still a bit drunk—that I don’t do much helping. We giggle at each other as our hands fumble the buttons, breaking more than a few. He leans forward to pull his arms out and I hang on to his neck as he slides back, pulling off the shirt. Now when I pull myself close there is only hot skin on skin, getting slicked with sweat and slippery with lust. He reaches up to kiss me and as I lean down into his mouth, I have my first coherent thought—this is the most intense sex I’ve ever had. Even drunk and fumbling, there is something about this that strikes me deeper than ever before. When I pull back and open my eyes, he’s looking intently into me again. The deep green of his eyes holds a look so bare and vulnerable; it touches me. It’s like my pussy and my heart are connected and seeing him look into me like that has opened me up inside, making me wetter and hornier than I’ve ever been. He picks me up by the waist and pushes me to the side, back on to the sofa. I slide forward on to my front and the couch undulates like a storm ridden sea. I feel him getting up on his knees and running his fingers down my back, cupping my ass cheeks with his hands. He strokes the backs of my legs, drags his fingertips down and then back again. It’s like being worshipped, the way he savors every inch of my skin. The way he alternates pressure between light grazes and firm scratches has my body singing. When he starts rubbing over my ass cheeks and crack, I swing up on to my knees, pointing my pussy at him. I feel him take hold of my hips and lean into my cunt with a desperate moan. His tongue delves deep inside me and his lips brush against my clit. Moans come shuddering out of me and my head goes down into the pillow as I try to stifle them. He pulls my hips back into his face, curling one arm around my leg to keep me still while his tongue flicks inside. I rock back and forth; lost on the sensations he’s making. I start to come again, clenching and aching deep in my pussy. He holds both legs tight, strong arms bulging as he holds me still. He eats into my pussy like his tongue is going to find the orgasm and eat it right out of me. Now I can’t stifle my moans. I throw my head back and gasp at the ceiling, screams getting caught in my throat as the orgasm stretches out, shuddering through me and drenching Liam’s face. He moans happily, dragging my ass up towards him so he can eat my juices out of me, reaching deeper with every lick of his tongue. Liam I’ve got my face buried in Hayley’s pussy, my tongue reaching into her sweet, juicy folds, and I still can’t believe I’m fucking her. I’ve fantasized about her for years. I guess it’s always the way with your best friends’ sister. No matter how hot she is, you have to respect your bro and not hit on her. It’s just not cool. But she tastes ten times better than I thought she would. I’m so deep in her cunt I feel like I can’t find my way out, but my cock is begging for its way in. I come up for air, holding her legs tight. She moans and lets her hips rise up with me, bending her back. I set her down gently and she swings on her knees, teasing me with her wide-open pussy and slick, tight asshole. I rub my hands over her ass cheeks, teasing the hole with my thumbs. She leans back into me, and I push a bit harder, making her groan into the cushions. I’m tempted by her ass. But it’s her pussy my cock is crying out for. As I steady her with a hand on her hip, I guide my cock up with my other hand. As the head parts her lips she lets out a long, loud moan. It just gets louder as I slide in, inch by inch, her pussy fighting me every step of the way even though she’s wet and open. When our bodies finally touch, I push my hips forward, leaning into her. I can feel her pussy gripping me, clenching, up and down the shaft. Suddenly her pussy grabs me even tighter and I fall forward against her, gasping. When she throws her head back to press her cheek to mine, she laughs, and I know she just clamped me on purpose. I have to wait a few seconds before I can breathe again. Black spots dance across my vision. Too much blood running out of my head all at once. I sit up slowly, feeling how deep I am inside Hayley. She waits for me to grip her hips then lowers her head down. Her ass comes right up, and I see my thick, hard cock parting her juicy pink lips and I think I’m going to pass out again. I grab her ass cheeks, rubbing my fingers close to the hole as I start to thrust. I make my strokes incredibly slow so I can see the edges of her pussy lips hungrily devouring my cock. I love how she moans as I pull away, like she’s hurting inside, then the little yelp of joy when I slam back inside. I start to speed up, just a little, still enjoying the show. I could carry on like this for a while, even with Hayley screwing her hips from side to side and pushing against me, but then she screams at me. “Faster Liam! Thrash me!” I’ve never had a woman give me an order like that before. It’s so fucking hot. My hips start to buck without my conscious will. I’m slamming our bodies together so hard and fast I can see her jerking underneath me. I reach forward and grab her shoulder, keeping her tight against me, caught between hand and cock. As my hips thrust harder into her and I drive against the pressure of my own hand on her shoulder she starts to scream. I can feel her pussy trembling in a way it hasn’t before, deeper and harder and in a rushing, trembling pattern. I slide my hand around and finger her pussy, pressing her clit between my fingers. Her scream chokes off as she buck and writhes, held on my cock and by my two hands. She’s a wet, shuddering puddle, nothing but silk and sweetness in my grip. Her pussy quakes violently, clamping around my cock and getting hotter and wetter. As the orgasm rushes through her and leaves rivers of goosebumps dancing down her back, she falls forward, completely limp. She’s not making any noise and her breathing sounds low and heavy. I pull out of her and crawl on my knees along the floor until I can see her face. Her cheeks are flushed red, and she hangs in damp strings. “Hayley?” I ask quietly. One eye opens, then the other. Then she grins, wide and satisfied. She blinks, rolling over and reaching for me. “Are you okay?” “That was amazing!” Her voice is breathy, and she has a dreamy, far off look in her eye. She glances down and sees my huge, purple headed cock and her face falls in dismay. “No, I thought you came?” I grin, shaking my head. “He’s hardly whet his appetite yet.” Sure, it was close a couple of times, but she doesn’t need to know that. It’s not like this has ever happened to me before. She’s just so fucking hot. I can’t believe how much she’s affecting me. Literally, the best sex I’ve ever had. She drags herself over to the edge of the couch, sitting up a little. “Get on your knees.” She whispers. I do, sidling up to the couch. She sinks down in the soft cushions and leans towards me. Lightly gripping my hips, she puts her lips on the head of my cock. A strangled sound escapes me as she gently licks and presses with her lips. She takes her time, running the tip of her tongue around every edge and crease. She opens her mouth just a little wider on every lick, teasing my cock in and out of her mouth. \When she swallows me, it’s slow. Just like sliding into her hot, tight pussy. Her lips creep down the edges. Her tongue strokes the shaft on the way down. The head of my cock moves slowly down her throat until it slides home right to the end. She doesn’t move and neither do I. I can’t—I feel like I’ve been shot. As she starts to suck and lick, I can’t help it, I start moving my hips back and forth, just a little. She wraps her hands around my ass cheeks, tilts her head back and opens her mouth wide. I look down at her beautiful face, eyes half closed, little smile at the edges of her mouth even while its stretched around my cock. I can’t believe its Hayley wrapped around my cock right now. I’ve dreamed of this for so long. And she’s better than any dream. She’s real. As she goes loose in my hands, I put one hand on her head and start thrusting my cock down her throat. I start slowly, drawing my cock in and out until I feel her relax. As she leans into me, letting me take control, I let my hips go. My grip on her head is gentle but my cock is not—it can’t be, not now. I hear a ragged groan coming out of me as my cock seems to blow in stages, a long, drawn out orgasm that leaves me shuddering and empty. Hayley just keeps sucking. As my cum shoots out she wraps her lips around the head and licks the head, making sure to not spill a drop. When she’s done, she keeps sucking, moving up and down the shaft. As I shiver and buckle from the knees she looks up and grins. She opens her arms and I crawl up onto the sofa beside her. I put my arm around her shoulder and pull her close to me. She slips her hands around my waist and presses her cheek to my chest. I’ve still got my pants caught somewhere between my knees and ankles. Hayley is wearing only her skirt. My fingers and arms and face are sticky, and Hayley isn’t much better. I let out a small, contented laugh. She looks up at me, eyes wide and serious. Instantly I’m worried I did something wrong. “Are you okay?” She nods slowly, licking her lip. “You looked very serious, for a second there.” She grins. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to give you a scare. I was just thinking… I’ve never felt this way before. You made my body sing.” “Mine too.” I answer, surprised. I’ve never really thought about how women feel during or after sex. I suppose they have a good time—they sound like they do. But having Hayley tell me something like that, well, it hits me right in the heart as well as the cock. Just looking at her eyes and her lips, watching her face turn cheeky, I can feel my cock getting hard again, straight away. She gives it a sidelong glance and laughs. “We do have work to do, you know!” “I suppose we do,” I answer with a sigh. “But I’m not sure how to break it to my cock.” Hayley bursts out laughing. If this is what working with her is like, I’ll be at it with a passion. Try and stop me.

20 November 2023

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Rachel had had enough. After another fight with her fat, lazy husband – over money, as usual – she had fucked off. It wasn’t something she usually did. Indeed, she usually cried into the sink washing his fucking dishes and sorting his smelly socks. He usually fucked off to Bill’s where he told horrid lies about her. So horrid, in fact, Bill’s wife Jess had stopped talking to her. This time, instead of running into the kitchen crying, she grabbed his bottle of whiskey, skulled half of it and ran out the door. A bus had arrived at the corner and she jumped on. Her phone was in her pocket. ID card and cash all tucked safely inside. Really, all she needed was the phone itself. What with easy pay and all. Sitting on the bus, watching the lights slide by, she had no idea what she was doing. Maybe she belonged in the kitchen crying. Jackson always told her she was fucking useless – maybe he was right. When the spinning lights of a club spun by, she found herself getting off. Walking inside. She was only dressed in jeans and a T shirt, but security just nodded as she went in. It was dark, barely lit. A fucking dive. She hung by the bar and by the dancefloor. She got hit on a bit. Her long brown hair, slim build and huge tits meant she was never short of attention. But every single one of these fuckers gave her the same vibe as Jackson. She could smell it reeking off them. They wanted to DO her. They wanted to GET into her. Boozy breath and clumsy hands. Only wanting to use her body for their own ejaculation. Then they’d wander off as nature intended, most likely not satisfied, but looking for another hole to fuck. She started getting depressed. The high of the whiskey was wearing off. The lights of the club and the pounding music were giving her a headache. She headed for the bathrooms. She splashed cold water on her face, combed her long, silky hair with her fingers. She stepped out into the dark hall. To the left was the depressing dancefloor. To the right, a corridor leading to the back exit. She headed out to the green sign. Stepping out into the alley she took a deep, cool breath. She instantly felt better, but where was she to go? Really, she had no choice but to get home and start those damn dishes. Maybe if she got there soon, Jackson wouldn’t yell so much in the morning. A sudden flicker of movement from the shadows shocked her still. A young man lurched out, lighting a cigarette. She was still, like a rabbit sensing a fox. Any drama and she would bolt inside. The fellow was swearing quietly under his breath. The closer she looked the more she realised how young he was. Pale skinned with lovely bulging arms. Reddish brown hair falling in a soft shock across the forehead. He wore all black – loose singlet and tight jeans. As he looked up, she saw his eyes were a gorgeous, pale brown. Almost like a lion. He looked her over, not seeming to see her. He drew on the cigarette, petulant look on his face. Rachel realised she was not just a boring 32-year-old housewife right now. She could be anything she wanted to be. “What are you doing out here, cutie?” She asked, voice coming out deep and smooth. Way more confident than she felt. He looked up, then back down. “Fuckers wouldn’t take my ID. I just turned 18. They said I was too young. It had to be fake.” He looked down at the asphalt, finishing his smoke. She sashayed towards him, feeling a twist of anxiety in her stomach. God, he was cute. “I could make your night honey.” She whispered. He looked up, appraising her body. She saw that look steal across his face – sexual longing, possibility – but he quickly looked down again. “You’re just a tease, like all the rest.” She knelt in front of him where he sat on the gutter. “I’m no tease, toy boy. I’m not a fucking girl. I’m a woman. I know how to fuck. Ever been fucked? Or do those bitchy little princesses expect you to do all the fucking?” Rachel had no idea where this shit was coming from. She had never felt like this before. He looked up into her eyes, confusion and wonder all at once. Without waiting for a response, she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back. She tore at his pants. His cock jumped out, already almost hard. It was bigger than Jacksons by far and much better presented against his slim belly. She didn’t hesitate. She plunged her head down and swallowed it. He gasped. She felt his hand hover over the back of her head and hesitantly move away. He started to make a series of harsh, small sounds as she slowly worked up and down, flicking with her tongue and sucking as hard as she could. The public place, his youthful innocence, the daring, the courage, the domination. Rachel could feel herself getting wet like a fucking waterfall. She squirmed against her jeans, bracing against his knees as she devoured his cock. She felt him getting harder. His hands whispered around her head again, instinctually wanting to force her head down and rock his hips. But he didn’t dare. She gripped his thighs and growled as she sucked him all the way down her throat. His legs started to tremble. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” He choked the words out and she grabbed his balls and stroked them, then squeezed them. His cock pumped as he came, and she kept sucking. He fell back on the pavement, legs jerking like he was having a seizure. She kept sucking until she was sure she had every drop of cum he had to give. Then she sat up slowly, smiling wide. He looked up, cheeks red. She tore off her top. Her tits were barely restrained by the old lacy bra and she tore that off too, opening her jeans. He lunged off the ground like a tiger, shuffling them both forward until they slammed against the brick wall. His pants fell around his ankles and she wiggled desperately, held against the wall by his strong arms. Finally, she got one leg out of the jeans and whipped one leg up to wrap both around his waist. He slammed forward, cock going straight into her hot, slick pussy. God, he was hard again already. He pinned her against the wall, hands under her armpits. He devoured her tits, thrusting with his hips. Rachel flung herself back against the cold wall, cries of joy bursting out of her with every slam of her ass against the hard wall. He moved his hands up, arms bulging as he held her. Growling like a big cat he thrust harder, slamming her. Rachel twisted, squirming, gasping as her pussy started pulsing. He did not let up. Harder, faster he rammed her. Her hips slapped the wall, her ass felt like it was getting spanked. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he started to bite her nipples. Shuddering sighs ripped out of her as his hard, young cock kept thrashing her pussy. The orgasm did not peak and die, no, it kept shuddering, kept spurting juice. A wail of need and release tore out of her mouth as she came over and over again. With every squeeze of her pussy the young man gasped, thrusting harder. His eyes looked up, so surprised. “You’re fucking amazing!” He cried. “Your pussy is fucking incredible! I’ve never fucked anyone like you. “ “Oh-oh-oh...” Rachel’s hips heaved, and her stomach went tight as a clitoral orgasm joined the pulsing string of multiple deep orgasms. Arms and legs wrapped around him in a fierce death grip she leaned over his shoulder and howled. She felt his cock pumping and spurting as he cried out, a series of short, sharp grunts. For a few minutes he pressed her against the wall, both of them going limp and loose, sweaty and slippery. They fell apart slowly, sinking into the gutter. For a few moments Rachel sat on the cold hard ground, trembling as she wound up her jeans and started rolling them back on. He had pulled up his pants and sheathed his cock – seriously, how did they do that so fast – and got out another cigarette. He looked up at her in wonder, eyes sparkling. The red blush of his cheeks made him look young and vulnerable. A tasty treat. She grinned at him as she pulled her bra and shirt back on. He regained his breath, running a hand through his sweaty hair. “I don’t even know your name.” He whispered. She leaned over and kissed him, lingering just a little on his sweet lips. She leaned over and nibbled his ear, just a little bit. “I told you, I’m no tease, toy boy.” Then she turned and walked up the alley towards the street, not even looking back. Going home to pack a few things, then walk the fuck out. For good. If she hurried, she’d be gone before Jackson got back drunk and angry. He could go fuck himself. She wouldn’t be, not ever again.

17 November 2023

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While working away filming a show in Sydney, the days felt never-ending. However, this time, we were fortunate enough to stay in an exceptionally luxurious hotel with a breathtaking view of the Opera House. I had the opportunity to collaborate closely with an attractive producer who had a sharp sense of style, and our professional chemistry was undeniable. As the rest of the crew had wrapped up and gone home, we found ourselves needing to put in an extra day to capture some additional shots. One evening, after a long day of work, we decided to meet for dinner in the lobby. We enjoyed a delightful meal and indulged in a few glasses of wine. The conversation flowed naturally, and we discussed the usual topics like our partners, kids, and other everyday matters. At one point, she returned from the bathroom and surprised me by sitting down beside me in the booth-style seating. To my astonishment, a seductive red lace g-string had been discreetly placed on my lap, creating a moment of complete surprise and intrigue. I casually placed it in my pocket, and without uttering a single word, I took her hand in mine, leading her directly towards the waiting elevator. As the elevator doors closed behind us, the tension reached its peak, and we were engulfed in a whirlwind of passion and desire. I pressed her petite form firmly against the wall, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. The intensity was electrifying, and our hearts raced with desire. We reached my room, which was strewn with camera equipment from our week of work. Leading her to the bed, I gently pushed her to lie in the centre. All week, she had been the one directing, but now it was my turn to take charge. Taking my place at her feet, I adopted a commanding tone and instructed her to lift her dress, allowing me to witness her sensually caress her intimate area. Her intimate display was captivating, featuring delicate, lasered lips and a small strip of pubic hair above. Our eyes remained locked as her hand moved to her eagerly moistened pussy. With her first touch, her head tilted back, and her mouth opened wide in ecstasy. After observing for a minute or two, I stepped away, unnoticed in her self-indulgence. I grabbed one of my cameras, switched it to record, and placed it on a tripod by the bedside. Then, I picked up another smaller camera and returned to the bed to gaze at Amy. Without uttering a word, she paused and gracefully slipped out of her grey business dress, unveiling her splendid figure in all its captivating splendour. Slowly, she crawled over to me, her gaze locking onto the camera lens in my hands, and a mischievous smile played on her lips. With a sensuous movement, she unzipped my trousers, revealing my erect, sun-kissed manhood, pulsating with desire. Running her nose along the length of my shaft, she inhaled deeply, savouring its scent. With deliberate care, she took her time, exploring every inch of my throbbing member. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, Amy's demeanour changed in an instant. She erupted into action, passionately engulfing my throbbing member. Her movements were intense, as she spit, slurped, and even gagged while taking me in, one hand through my legs gripping my arse and pulling me deeper into her, and the other expertly gliding up and down my pulsating shaft. The sight was nothing short of magnificent. As I gazed down at her, my eyes travelled from her dainty feet to her arching back, ultimately landing on her mouth, which was now dripping with desire as she eagerly devoured my powerful cock. After a few moments of pure ecstasy, I gently instructed her to roll over, letting her head hang off the edge of the bed. I leaned over her and ran my free hand down her stomach, finally reaching her warm, sweet love nest. I focused the camera tightly on my hand, which was now gently rubbing and sensually fingering her soaking wet pussy. She, in turn, was lavishing attention on my balls and arse, heightening the intensity of the moment. Unable to resist any longer, I set the camera down and scooped Amy into my arms, carrying her towards the window. I placed her down and turned her to face the breathtaking twinkling city lights and the majestic Opera House. Lifting one of her legs, I slid my throbbing tanned shaft deep inside her from behind. Her perky breasts pressed against the cool window glass as I thrust vigorously, kissing her neck and pulling her hair while my lengthy member delved into her tight, soaked core. As her legs gave way, I held her up, continuing to passionately explore the depths of her desire. Her body trembled with pure ecstasy, and the sensation of her intimate muscles gripping my cock pushed me over the edge. I climaxed intensely. With our hearts racing and our breaths heavy, I withdrew from her, leaving a trail of warm cum in its wake. We spent the remainder of the night indulging in each other's desires and passions. It's safe to say that it was one of my most memorable work trips, filled with intense pleasure and exploration.

17 November 2023

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After a quiet dinner and a couple of drinks, you're still sitting at the table and I stand up behind you and start to massage your neck and shoulders. After a couple of minutes, I feel all the tension release and so as I slowly slide my hands down the front of your top over your beautiful breasts, I hear a little sigh and so I slip my hands inside your top and your nipples are hard. I get you to stand up so that I can get my hands under your top and release your bra so that I can caress your breasts, my hands covering your nipples. As I touch them a little groan escapes from your lips as I squeeze them. They feel so good, and my cock is getting harder by the second. I feel you lean back and slide your hand around between us as you rub my cock through my trousers. It feels good as you squeeze it gently. I ask you to bend forward and rest your hands on the table as I lift your skirt up and pull down your undies. Now both my hands are stroking your buttocks and I ask you to open your legs wide as I slip one hand between your legs and find your hot wet pussy. So I gently slide my fingers up and down your pussy lips and you are beginning to get really excited now. My fingers are covered in your pussy juices, so I slide them in a little further and I can hear your breathing get a little faster, so I stop and get you to turn around. You turn and rub my cock as you undo my belt, pull down the zipper and pull it out. It's covered in precum, and you start to rub it, it feels so good. I'm sucking your nipples as you rub my cock, and my hand finds its way back you your hot wet pussy. I love the feeling as I slide my fingers into that wet pussy and you love it. So I lift you up onto the table and push you back gently and spread your legs wide. As I slowly lick my way down over your stomach to that beautiful spot between your legs, I can feel the heat and that beautiful aroma that's coming from your super wet pussy. I slide my tongue down and around your clitoris and you let out a little gasp, so I know I'm on the right spot. Slowly licking your shaved pussy and pushing my tongue inside your labia, I get to taste your juices which are all over my mouth. I love that taste and so I start to lick faster and at the same time, start to slide two fingers deep into your pussy. In and out, in and out and I can hear your breathing getting heavier. My tongue tip is on your clit as my hands are now back on your breasts and squeezing your nipples at the same time. This really gets you going, and you start to push your pussy in rhythm with my fingers. Oh my, I just love this and then you grab my head and pull it into your pussy. What more could a guy want but to have his lady so excited and getting near orgasm.

12 November 2023

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Our sex life isn't the best. I'm not the biggest guy, but that isn't the problem. The problem is, the 5 to 10 pumps during sex when I cum that's the problem. I can literally only last up to 30 seconds and I'm done...but most of the time even less. So I organised a weekend away with my attractive wife. The stresses of life were taking its toll, so I thought a weekend in the city of Sydney would do the trick. I decided that it would be good to find another male, preferably from this site, to meet up and join us. I didn't know what to expect, as I did it discretely, so my wife wasn't aware. I organised a fit, strapping lad, who was well endowed (a girthy 8"), just to keep me on my toes. I told him that he's to chat with some flirting with the wife...a few drinks, and see how it goes. There were no promises for anything more, although I did tell him that I would not stand in their way if things went further. I told him where we'd be, and about what time and what I'd be wearing, so he could approach us...and he did. He introduced himself, and told us that we are a gorgeous couple. Then for the next few hours, he whined and dined with us. Then I couldn't believe my ears, when my wife asked him back to our hotel room to continue drinking...as she was pretty damn drunk already. When we got back to our hotel, I jumped in the shower. After about an 8 minute shower, I turned the water off...and as I did, I could hear my wife moaning, as well as the distinct sound of them fucking, and quite hard. I put the towel around me, then opened the door, to see my wife on her back, with him on top of her in the missionary position. Her legs were up in the air, as he was smashing her pussy balls deep. I mostly closed the door, accept for a few inches, so I could watch them. The noise their bodies were making as they collided sounded like a good porno movie...they just went slap slap slap slap. She was definitely getting it good from him. After a good 5 minutes of watching them, he pulled out of her, then turned her around, so she was on her knees and elbows. Then he entered her and continued smashing her pussy quite hard, ensuring that I could hear the banging of his cock and balls slapping her little peach butt. After a few minutes of continuous doggie, she let out a huge moan, as I saw her squeeze the sheets in her fists. She moaned loudly for around 20 seconds, as she just had her first orgasm...he just kept fucking her, right through it. Once her orgasm had ceased, he pulled out again, and turned her onto her back. He entered her in the missionary position again, but this time he fucked her slow and deep, while kissing her passionately on the lips. He continued this for a good 10 minutes, before his fucking got a little faster. Then he stopped kissing her, as he really fucked her nice and deep, moaning louder. Then he screamed out as he held his cock deep inside her, pumping his juices into her pussy. I closed the door properly, and waited a few minutes before opening the bathroom door. They were both dressed, as I'd nothing had happened. NOTE: This is a fantasy, that I'd love to happen very soon, when I do bring her to the city.

3 November 2023

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My first swinging experience was a surprise. We booked at a hotel by the ocean and through the day had swim and relaxing afternoon. Adding a third person was topic we always discussed always when we are relaxed. The thought of being fucked by another man turned me on but I saw it as a fantasy only. I was married and had my experience before marriage and did not believe I would let another man fuck me other than my hubby. While having cocktail by a deserted section of the pool we again talked about me being shared and I could see it turned my hubby on and went along with it.... he told me he wanted to watch a man slide his cock in my pussy and creampie my pussy and he would clean it up... that turned me on and I let him play with me by the poolside as we fantasised about me getting fucked by another man. That evening we were drinking at the bar and there were several men attending a business conference drinking at the bar. One of them Jamed bought us drinks and continued to buy us drinks through the night. Once when hubby came back from the toilet he told me he saw James cock while passing and James had big cock.... I w as turned on and flirted lightly with the three men but did not overly do it as it was not my intention to do anything. I got quite drunk though and told hubby I was tired Nd wanted to rest so he took me back to our room. When we got to the room he stripped me naked and kicked my pussy telling me how big James cock was and that he was sure James and his friends would have love to fuck me...it turned me on the thought and I went along with the story telling hubby I needed to be fucked hard and deep and i wanted him to clean my pussy after they came in my pussy....well I came shortly after. Hubby told me he wanted to have a few more drinks at the bar before sleeping and as I drifted off I heard the room door close. As I tried to sleep I was thinking about our fantasy and what hubby told me about James and because hubby did not fuck me I was still horny. Lying there on the bed in the dark room, I started playing with my clit fantasising about being fucked... about five minutes passed after hubby had left when I heard the door open again.... I had my legs spread wide and eyes closed and just said I can't sleep sweetheart and need cock... hubby responded saying he has a hard cock for me.... he also did not turn on the light...I told him I wanted to be fucked and needed it hard and wanted James big hard cock... I heard hubby saying oh yes you will get a bug hard cock... I felt hands on my feet and being turned over on my stomach.... I felt a tongue on, my butt and cracked crack up my back to my neck and back down again. I had strange sensation it may not be my hubby and moaned out is that you baby.... I heard hubby saying enjoy this.... I than felt a hard cock probing me from behind .... I felt him try to push into me and that slide slowly into my wet pussy....it filled my cunt up and felt so full...I whispered oh baby your cock feels so big and different. Tha n I felt hi, thrusting slowly at first than harder and harder.... the cock inside me was soon much deeper than I ever felt that it sent sensations up and down my body I never felt before.... I squirmed on the bed and begged to be fucked harder. Than I felt someone touching my face and a cock rubbing on my mouth and at this point I did not care. I sucked on the cock and moaned out loudly each time I felt the cock thrusting in me. I heard hubby telling me to take it like a slut and saying fuck her harder James... at this point James turned me on my back spread my legs as wide as he could and speared me with his big hard cock and piston fucked me till he came deep inside my pussy. When he pulled out I told hubby there you go, you always fantasised about cleaning my pussy and he dived straight in.... I realised at this point there were three other men in the room and for the next two hours I was pounded and Pounced by these men who took turns ravaging me.... my pussy was so sore for a week but it opened up a new world for me and hubby,,,,

27 October 2023

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I'd open my front door to you, grab you by the waist as you come inside, before closing the door and Slamming you up against it , one hand still on your waist, the other holding your arms above your head as I start kissing your neck as I feel your legs getting weaker. As I start kissing down the top of your dress when I hear you moan, I immediately let your arms and waist go as I lift your dress, throw one leg on my shoulder and start kissing your inner thighs, before stripping your underwear off and throwing your other leg over my shoulder, feet off the ground as I taste your clit while you hold my head and run your fingers through my hair. After I taste your cum the first time, I lift your dress over your head to completely expose your perfect breasts and all of your curves before I start taking all of my clothes off as well. After you cum again, I stand up, lift you by the hips, and slowly lower you onto my rock hard cock, before slowly walking to the bed while you start bouncing on me, while I'm kissing your neck, leaving Hickey's everywhere. I throw you on the bed, loft your legs over my shoulders, rub my dick on your throbbing clit, before I start pounding you, going balls deep with every stroke, as I lift your hips to make sure you feel me deeper and deeper with every pump.

25 October 2023

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I've been talking with an old lady on an Asian app. She is quiet hot and sexy. İ can tell from our conversation she hasn't had a d.ck for long time. She finally wanted to meet me up. İ took her from her house and drive to a beach. Just about to arrival I've stop on top of the hill where you can look out the beautiful beach view. As she was looking and taking photos i started to hug her from behind. Then i kissed her. After a split second started to kiss me and pulling me against to her pu.sy to feel my d.ck. i touched her boobs and all around. İ knew she was ready. Then i took her down and start walking along the beach after i park the car. There are a lot of people on the beach as well as nice beautiful sexy bithces half naked enjoying the sunny day. İ was %100 confident that she wanted to have a sex with me. After a 10 min walk i saw a bushes around seems quite. İ hold her hand and took it there. There was a young lady have seen us walking towards the bush. İ found a hidden point and we start kissing again. İ felt so hard and she was touching my d.ck suddenly she decided the put her hand into my pants and pulled out my d.ck. she looked me in the eyes and started to suck it. İt was amazing feeling. İ saw that young lady was watching us and that was more exciting. She was so good at sucking it as i was touching her boobs. İt is amazing performance from that old lady and i wasn't really expecting that much. And i want it to feel her i told her to pull it down her pants but she said no. The. İ started to unbuttoned it and zipper down. She said alright and turned around. İ bend her down and slowly sticked that d.ck in her already wet pu.sy. İt felt so good. As i start fucking her the other young lady standing up and watching me as I f.ck her hole. She was moaning I'm sure the other lay was hearing her too. I spunked her ass. I came into her pus.y that was so good. Back to home..

24 October 2023

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in your bathroom, a treasure revealed as mist clears from the mirror you touch your shoulder there my lips swell, rivers inside me heave I land where your finger touches deltoid round at my mouth the first sweet fruit of you I inhale, trace ley line shoulder to clavicle, fingers brush hips, trace spine you slowly turn your head, the arc of your neck a miracle before me I ripen my hardness glides along your thigh, my hands cup your breasts we inhale together, possibility fills our lungs I watch a line of sweat descend between your breasts, down the curve of your belly towards the sun between your thighs my tongue follows, drinking in your salt as I sink to my knees to your hips, my teeth nip a rising peak my lips wander down to pubis you lift a leg over my shoulder and I paint a slow inguinal line with my tongue to the mouth of your heat, my lips softly brush swelling labia, my tongue rests breifly at your folds then slips over to your other thighline, paints down to pereneum, then lower still, circles and flits, achingly up to where your softness all ties together my tongue, lips, kiss, suck and slide along sweet persimmon flesh reading the grind of your hips, tasting your water, reaching your pearl, swirling so gently I barely touch you I am so hard now, aching as waters rise in this small, warm bathroom, looking up at you

22 October 2023

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After chatting on amm for about 1 year with a big beautiful full figured women we decided that it was finally time to meet. She was apprehensive for a long time since I am in a committed relationship and made this clear that I was only after regular nsa sex but finally the day comes I invited her around while the Mrs was at work I told her there was no pressure to do anything we could just chat and have a drink if she felt uncomfortable. She knocked on the door my cock went instantly hard seeing this beautiful full figured women at my door she wore a beautiful see through lacey slip on dress it was red and came just past her butt cheeks. She came in we poured a drink. She was sitting on the lounge across from me we chatted for a while and we decided to watch a movie. She moved over next to me for a better view of the TV. We sat and watched this movie and snuggled She held my hand it felt great. When the movie ended she said so what do you say can I suck your cock without hesitation I undressed She sat in front of me with my cock in her hand she slowly started licking it sliding her tounge all the way down my sharft it felt great while she was sucking me balls deep I played with her amazing titts I slowly opened her legs so I could see her great big hairless pussy omg it looked tasty I slid my fingers up an down her snatch all while she was getting wet I slipped a finger inside her pussy and she moaned she said politely but firmly please master finger me hard make me squirt for you I'm your naughty little secret I abliged and fingerd her pussy hard and fast it wasn't long before she was cumming I told her I'll stop when you squirt for your master and then she squirted hard I got between her legs pinned them in the air and devoured her pussy with my tounge she came 2 more times while I munched her dripping wet pussy. She said please master fuck me I want you inside me but first I said I'm going to tease your sweet tasting pussy sliding my cock up and down her sweet pussy she moaned and moaned I finally slide my cock inside her pussy deep so deep my balls were slapping her are. I took the butt plug and inserted it into her anus spreading her wide she loved it we fucked for the next 2 hours on and off we lay naked in between. She cum so much that her juices were all over the place the sheet we had under us was soaked with cum. When I was about to blow she said empty some inside me then the rest down my throat I want to taste your cum master. Omg it was the best sex ever we now meet once a week sometimes in public we fuck in the car in isolated places sometimes she comes to mine while the wife is at work or out and about. Last night she turned up and we went to the beach and fucked on the dark secluded beach. She is my sex angel and I can't wait to see her again next time we trying anal I can't wait. If there are any other horny voluptuous women interested in some great nsa hit me up I'm keen most nights of the week

20 October 2023

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We had been going to swingers parties for a while when Vicki got talking to a friend who suggested she might like to try a gangbang. We were used to going to parties and swapping with 5 or 6 couples a night but Vicki became excited by the thought of having 10 guys all to herself. She called Alan who arranges these events and she was asked how many she wanted and what type of guys she wanted. Vicki ordered the menu of 10 tall, slim guys with big cocks. On the scheduled day we walked into a small motel room to meet Alan and 10 guys, and a nurse to look after my welfare. Suddenly this was real and the 10 guys were no longer just a fantasy. We went into the bathroom and I asked Vicki if she still wanted to go through with it. I told her we could just walk out if she did not feel comfortable. Her response was - “I asked for this, so I will go through with it”. She stripped down to her teddy and her thigh-high black leather stiletto fuck me boots and stockings and walked out of the bathroom. Alan placed her in the centre of the bed as the 10 now naked guys stood around the bed. Alan undid her teddy and began to lick her pussy. I watched on as the first guy slid his sheathed cock inside her cunt and began to fuck her. It was obvious that these guys had done this before as nobody outstayed their welcome and readily moved aside to allow the next guy into her cunt. By now my cock was so hard I had to seek some relief from the nurse as we fucked on a mattress on the floor. She told me she was married but her husband knew nothing of this and that sometimes she just needed to go out and get fucked, a lot. At one point Vicki called me over to the bed and told me to sit on the bed behind her with my back against the wall. She sat between my legs with her back against my chest. Then she told the next guy to fuck her. I had a great view of his cock sliding in and out of her cunt and had the vibration of the fuck right through my body. After he finished it was my turn to slide my cock into Vicki's well-fucked cunt. I was back on the mattress and inside the nurse once more when I heard Vicki asking “Have I missed anybody?” There was no response so Vicki started on round two with the 10 cocks. Eventually, Vicki took a break and was sitting on a chair talking to a couple of guys when another guy came up and asked her if he could lick her pussy. In response, Vicki parted her legs and he started licking her well-pounded pussy as she continued her conversation with the other guys. After the break, Vicki was back on the bed for more. By the time she had finished, Vicki had fucked 11 cocks multiple times in what she now looks back on as one of the most exciting nights of her life. Ten years later we were walking through a car park in the city and a guy nearby said hello to her. As we walked on she turned to me and said she recognised him from her first gangbang. From that point we began to attend Alan's regular gangbangs, at one of which she told me on the way home that she had fucked 17 guys.

12 October 2023

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We had been chatting on AMM for a few weeks then the day came to meet. After greeting each other we chatted for a bit, but unfortunately she had to leave. We both wanted to kiss but would savour that for next meeting. We chatted again for another week then organised to meet up. I booked the motel room and was keen for the day ahead. She arrived looking stunning, we embraced then our lips meet, her lips were so smooth and her tongue was searching everywhere inside my mouth. We went inside the room and continued kissing, as we kissed we started undressing each other. Once both naked I could see her beautiful body in the flesh for the first time. She had the most amazing tits that we’re lovely about a 28 dd I guessed at the time later on I would find out they were 2 sizes up. I took 2 steps back to take in her wonder, yes she had a mum body but it was beautiful. We made our way to the bed, she sat on the edge and grabbed my rock hard 8” cock and slowly licked it before taking it in her mouth. Her mouth felt so good and she kept spitting on it so it could slide in and out with ease. I was playing with her tits then slowly moved 1 hand down to find her pussy, it was wet and ready for a finger or three to enter. She moved from the edge of the bed to the middle and wanted a 69. Without hesitation I payed down and moved her on top of me. The sweet smell of her Pussy was like flowers, she started back sucking my cock as my tongue flicked her lips then her clit. I put 2 fingers inside her then 3 as I licked her clit she moaned then squirted all over my face and filled my mouth, her juices were the sweetest. She could taste my pre cum and worked faster on my cock, I had to stop myself from blowing my load, her mouth was like magic. I took my fingers out of her pussy then started licking her arse, moving my tongue from her arse up her pussy to her clit then back again. This made her squirt more and I loved drinking her juice. I got her to lay on the bed, opened her legs and went to town on her pussy and arse again, slowly I slid 1 finger in her arse then a second, this made her squirt again and I made sure not to miss a drop. By now she wanted my cock inside her, I placed my cock at her entrance then slowly moved it up and down her pussy teasing her, she didn’t hold and squirted again, this lady hadn’t had sex for a while and was full of juice and ready to explode, which I enjoyed so much. After some teasing i finally slid my cock into her waiting wet pussy, about halfway in she moaned and said I want it all, give it to me. I went all in and she she came immediately, I worked slow at first then built up pace till I had a good speed going. She was moaning and cumming all over my cock. I slowed down then told her to get on her knees, I started taking her from behind slowly at first then again built up speed, was giving her pussy a good fuck when she said I want it in my arse, I took my cock out of her soaking pussy and placed it at her back door, as I started to slowly insert my cock she moved her arse back until my cock was all in. Her moans and gasps as I fucked her arse told me she was enjoying it, I moved one hand to her pussy and started teasing her clit, it didn’t take long for her to cum again. After enjoying her arse for 5 minutes she wanted me back in her pussy, I slowly pulled out then went straight in her soaking pussy, the squelch sound of her juices as my cock entered was amazing, I banged her pussy for a few minutes before I said I’m going to cum. She said fill my mouth I want to taste you, I pulled my cock out of her pussy she rolled over opened her mouth and took the length of my cock in and out before I let my cum pump hard in her mouth, she took half my cock out to make room for my load, she sucked and pulled on my cock getting every last drop out. She swallowed half then wanted me to kiss her, with her cum and squirt still in my beard our mouths met and we swapped each others juices, both our tongues searching each others mouths like a mixing bowl. We finally swallowed then laid back exhausted. After 10 minutes we wanted a shower so we both hopped in and started washing each other, as I rubbed the soap over her tits she was washing my cock then I started making my to her pussy, as I reached it with soapy hands she said she needed to piss, she started to move towards getting out of shower when I said I wanted her to piss on me. I laid down in the shower she spread her legs then like a fire hose started spraying me in her golden nectar, she sprayed me from my head to my cock, it tasted so sweet, as I was standing up I asked can I return the favour, golden showers hadn’t been discussed anytime beforehand, with a smile on her face she laid down and I let mine flow, as I was spraying her tits she said fill my mouth, I aimed and hit the spot, she drank as much as I had. We finished our shower then went and sat on the couch. She started stroking my cock bringing it back to life. I got her to lay on the couch so I could start work again on her pussy and arse. We eventually made it back to the bed for round 2. It was a great day which we both enjoyed so much, we caught up once a month for nearly a year each time draining each other’s juices to almost the point of dehydration. We lost touch for a while after she met someone, but messaged last month saying it was over and she wants to catch up again.

11 October 2023

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I had been chatting to this single male on AMM for approximately 12 months before I had an opportunity to meet him this one time. I live in a small country town and he lived in the city, I had an appointment to take a family member to and he had an job interview to go to in the city on the same day. We made plans to meet at a cafe nearby to where I was taking my family member to. It was an early start the morning I drove from home to the city and I was feeling very naughty so I decided to dress in a skirt with no panties. It made me ache involuntarily with excitement during the long drive. I got to my destination with some time to spare and gather my nerves. I needed to pee and found a unisex bathroom at the the rear of the cafe where we were meeting. I was surprised by the size of it and also surprised by what I was thinking. Afterwards I went into the cafe and waited with nervous excitement. I knew who he was immediately when I saw him, dressed nicely in a suit with a small case in tow. What I had in mind depended on what I thought of him in person and of course what he thought of me. We got ourselves a cuppa and sat down and chatted…….I believe we both like what we saw. After a while I told him I wasn’t wearing any panties…….he literally stood up straight away and said let’s find somewhere to go. I mentioned to him that before he arrived I went to a bathroom behind the stairs at the rear of the cafe. He asked me to lead him there and of course i obediently obliged, quickly and discreetly before anyone noticed we had gone in together. By now we were both excited…….he pulled his hard cock out and I eagerly sucked it……..before I knew it he had spun me around leaning me over the basin looking in the mirror at the two of us. He slid his cock slowly inside my very wet inviting pussy taking his time to savour the moment. The juices of my pussy were enough lubricant then for him to then ease slowly into my arse. After a while he pulled out and I knelt down and sucked his cock clean as he cum in my mouth 👄 All this literally took place within 15 minutes. When we tidied ourselves up we opened the door to someone waiting outside the bathroom lol Heads down with satisfied smiles on our faces we walked out and got ourselves another cuppa while waiting for my family member to finish at their appointment. Btw he got the job 😂

27 September 2023

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My wife had lost her sex appeal and her desire to please me, a fuck here, a blow job there, all very vanilla. I needed sex more than once every 3 months and I was sick of wanking myself. I'd taken my teenage kids on Saturday morning to a weekend sporting camp across town, helped set up the activities that had been planned and asked was there anything else they needed doing before I left. "Oh just check with Karen" one of the ladies said as she pointed out a stunning curly black haired lady about 5'5", petite body and a full set of B cup tits that made my cock start to grow. I walked over to Karen and introduced myself, told her I was Sasha and Dianne's father and was there anything I could do before I left. Karen looked me over and must have seen my hard on as she smiled and said that everything was done but could I come back tonight about 530pm and help with the BBQ. I couldn't say yes fast enough! The day dragged on, I'd suggested to the wife that seen the girls were away we could go for a nude swim then fuck for a while, she basically told me to fuck off as she wanted to finish watching a serial on TV. Come 5pm I showered and spruced myself up and headed across town to the the kids camp, found Karen and reported for duty. Karen looked at me with her sexy eyes and asked me to follow her to get the meat. We chatted as we walked, telling me she was Loren's mum and her hubby was away with work. Mmmmm I thought to myself, did she just throw that in deliberately? After tea and desert we all pitched in and cleaned up, the kids were showered and all checked into their tents for the night, it was now us adults could have a beer and a wine. As I chatted to a few dads I noticed Karen knock back a couple of reds, and a few blokes commented how hot she looked in her tight black jeans and floral top. One guy said he'd tried to hook up with her but she'd said she was married and didn't play around. I got up to leave, said goodnight to everybody and was walking to my car when I heard a female voice call my name. Turning I saw Karen hurrying over, apparently Loren and my girls knew each other and Karen lived a few blocks from me, she asked could I drop her home. Of course, so she hurried back to get her handbag and met me at my Ute. We'd only driven a few hundred metres when Karen puts her hand on my cock and tells me she wants to fuck me. I tell her I'm married, she said she is to, so what about it Mick, you want to fuck me? By now my cocks rock hard, Karen is still rubbing it and I say yes, definitely guided by my cock as I hadn't fucked my wife for 2 months. We arrived at Karen's place, she opened the front door, closed it behind us and immediately started kissing me, her tongue searching out my tonsils. I grabbed a firm arsecheek and pulled her into my hard cock, grinding it over her cunt as we kissed. After kissing and grinding for a few minutes Karen broke the kiss and led me to her bedroom where she proceeded to undress me, then knelt down and took my fat 7 inch cock into her mouth and started to blow me. Cupping my balls as she sucked my cock down her throat earned Karen points, within 2 minutes I emptied my nuts into her stomach as I gripped the back of her head and throat fucked her, something my wife would never allow me to do as I had to tell her I was going to blow and she'd take her mouth away and pull me to orgasm. Karen smiled up at me, commenting on the size and taste of my load, then stood up and led me to the bed by my still erect cock, then fell backwards onto the bed, spread her toned legs revealing her hairless cunt to me, her hard clit poking out between her lips. "Eat me Mick, eat my aching cunt". I got down on my knee's and dived into her cunt, my tongue parting her smooth lips and straight into her moist fuck hole where I proceeded to tongue fuck her. With Karen gyrating her hips and grinding her smooth cunt into my face as I licked her out, I raised one hand up to find her tit and gave it a gentle squeeze, then my fingers found her erect nipple. This ladies nipples were about 3/4 of an inch long as as fat as her little finger. I moved my attention to her swollen clit, sucking it into my mouth making Karen moan out loud, then teased it with my tongue as I slipped 2 fingers into her tight wet hole. It'd been about 5 years since I'd eaten pussy, a pro's at that as my wife had never allowed me to eat hers and she'd never shaved it from day one! As I finger fucked Karen's tight hole with one hand, and tweaked her nipple with other I lightly bit her clit which instantly made her orgasm, her cunt squirting her juices into my mouth, all over my face and soaking the sheets. I loved this new taste, lapping it all up as I continued working Karen's cunt, slipping another finger into her cunt as it released its grip on the two already in her. After a good 15 minutes more of eating Karen's smooth cunt, which incidentally she'd had lasered giving that stubble free appeal, my cock was rock hard and ready to explore her cunt. I climbed up onto the bed and got between her legs, my cock needing no assistance in finding her moist hole and i drove straight into her, my balls hitting her arsehole. Karen and I tongue kissed as I pounded her cunt, her legs straight up allowing the head of my cock to touch her cervix sending her crazy. She was now howling out loud as I drove my cock into her, another orgasm showing my cock and balls with her juices. Being the first lady I'd ever fucked that squirted, I pulled out and got between her legs licking up her tasty juices before driving my cock back into her. With my tongue down her throat, her left tit in my hand and my cock deep pounding her cunt I wasn't far off blowing another load, so I pulled out and rolled onto my back and instructed Karen to get on top in the 69 position. I spread her toned arse cheeks allowing me access to her rose bud and immediately started rimming her, Karen stuffing as much of my cock into her mouth as she could handle. Her bum hole loosened up enabling me to work my tongue inside, my right hand had found her huge nipples again and I squeezed and pulled on them as I tongue fucked her hole, making her moan as she kept sucking on my cock. Karen pushed back into my face, moaning something about me fucking her arse, so I pulled away and asked her what she said. Mick, fuck my arse, I want your cock in my arse she demanded, So she crawled off of me and got in the doggy position, me slipping in behind and as I was lining up my cock she pushed back and took all of me in one go. This woman loved cock, her arse was so tight and I fucked her hard for 5 minutes. I leant forward and cupped both of her tits, pinching her nipples which made her cum, which brought on my orgasm. As I pumped the contents of my balls into her arse she fell forward flat onto her stomach with me still deep inside her, her moans telling me she was in heaven. As my cock started to shrink I pulled out and lay next to her, then realised what the time was I got up and showered, dressed, kissed her goodnight and locked the door behind me.

26 September 2023

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I act on impulse. It is a trait I am known for. Call it a blessing, call it a curse, but for me, it has led to experiences both fantastic and catastrophic. The age-old adage of look before you leap should sometimes be observed, but following your urges can also reap reward. I act on my impulses in many ways, but not always for my own enjoyment. I am a pleaser after all! If I sense an impromptu meeting will bring enjoyment to us both, well nothing will hold me back. Though this was not necessarily and impulsive meet, the beginnings of it were, and not on my behalf. We had been messaging and suddenly she had made plans. The location was perfect, the timing impeccable and the company would be breathtaking! Our meeting would take place alongside a popular event that she had longed to explore, and to know she would see me made it all the more promising of an amazing weekend! I met her at the hotel after work, early due to my eagerness. She greeted me in sexy black crotchless and peekaboo lingerie and sat next to me on the couch. We chatted and relaxed, discussed dinner, her plans for the weekend and embarrassingly, my tour guide mode went into overdrive. She allowed me to use her beautiful body to draw imaginary maps of the area, delighting us both with my fingers lightly tracing pathways to secluded places and majestic mountains. She enjoyed watching me meticulously map out the area, probably not paying much attention to the map being made, more to the wandering fingers and the places they went. We chatted about all things, both important and consequential. Just having someone to talk to and listen to can have a cathartic result, and we were close enough that not much was off limits. She then beckoned me into the bedroom with her lingerie falling to the floor piece by piece as she led me to the bed. We kissed, long deep and passionately as she found me and began to stroke and caress. I was already hard from watching her walk to the bed, so she was slowly teasing and making sure I didn’t cum to quickly. I ran my fingers down between her legs to be met with her dripping wet pussy. She involuntarily opened her legs allowing me to tease her clit and thrust a finger or two inside her. Her moans of joy and rhythmic thrusting of her pelvis encouraged me to go further and deeper. This proved enough for her to cum and to want me inside her. I got to my knees and thrust myself as deep as I could inside her and her eyes opened wide and a gasp of delight resonated through the room, and probably half of the hotel. She loved the thrusting sensation, feeling my cock sliding almost completely out and then surging back in again until thighs collided together, and my cock reared up inside her. She would throw her head back every time, grab hold of me and hold me deep inside her, the feeling of being filled too much for her as she came again. You would think this would satisfy her but she looks at me with wild lust filled eyes and rolls me over so she can climb on top and tease me at her entrance then engulf me entirely. This time, I swear the whole hotel knew she was enjoying herself. And I can hand on heart say it is the peak of compliments when in between gasps of delight, she tells me my cock is a perfect fit, and she has never enjoyed riding a guy as much as she did me. These are quotes I would gladly shout from the rooftops, but she was doing it for me. At one stage, as she was grinding back and forward, holding on to the bed headboard for dear life, she froze, noticed a strikingly bright white shaft of light seemingly emanating from my face and projecting into the sky. She found this quite comical but was not distracted too long from her task at hand. I could feel her cum poring out of her and I was also reaching climax. She made moves to catch my load and swallow it but as she climbed off me, I exploded all over her fabulous thighs and stomach. I must work on my timing, a task I will happily practice. We lay together, enjoying each other’s post-sex warmth and body contact. She enjoyed me caressing her and massaging her all over and laid there lapping it up with unbridled enjoyment. As we became hungry, I wantonly tossed on the bare minimum of clothing to pass as respectable and met the Uber driver at reception. He and the reception staff looked me up and down and said nothing. There was nothing to say, we all knew why I looked so ragged. As we were eating dinner, she noticed the present I had bought her, and with curiosity, she looked closer. Now as a man, I am not capable of doing two things at once, and I knew her enjoyment of having her nipples squeezed while I licked and sucked her clit, so I had bought a pair of nipple clamps. She was intrigued, hesitant a little but keen to try them. We played with the adjustment, and she ended up winding the adjustment screws right out and then off. Okay, well she likes them! I found myself between her delicious thighs, confronted with her amazing pussy and sweet little clit that grew larger with my attention. I was concerned my new facial hair may be too rough but glancing up, I see her, head arched back, jostling the nipple clamps and tugging them while squeezing my head into her pussy with her legs and feet, I figured she was happy. I growled deeply so my vocals vibrated through her pelvis, and she squirmed and rocked as she came again. She had bought me a present as well, two large bottles of wonderful smelling massage oil. I thought two may be a bit excessive but let’s just say none was spared. She instructed me to lay on my stomach as she drizzled the oil all over my back and then her torso, tits, back and gorgeous arse. She wanted to be covered neck to toe so she could slip and slide all over me. I could feel her body sliding and the warmth building between us was delightful. After a beautiful and relaxing massage, I felt her hands slide between my legs and grab my growing shaft to caress him back into life. She expertly flipped me over and straddled me again. With the amount of oil used, it was inevitable where he would end up but the look on her face as I slid in was one of ecstasy and delight, a truly amazing sight to behold knowing I was the cause of that. A feeling I will remember for a long time. The bed was protesting by this time, and I figured as it was getting late, most of the other guests may begin to soon as well, but she didn’t care, she was in the moment and that’s all that mattered. After we came, she began coming up with delicious fantasies that we could dream of enacting one day, and regaled me of some of her younger years, all very tantalizing, but the day had taken its toll and we both fell asleep. Through the night we were in constant contact, spooning, touching, cuddling, even just one finger or a toe stretched out to know the other was there. After such a hiatus of sleeping alone, this was as enjoyable for me as the night’s fun. I miss the intimacy, being together, the touch, it is what I long for and I slipped into sleep with a contented smile on my face. I woke earlier than her, became the big spoon as gently as I could and just enjoyed the contact. I wanted her to sleep as she needed it, but I also wanted her to wake and realise I was there with her. I noticed with slight amusement and curiosity as I noticed an oily impression of her arse and back on the bedroom wall and tried to remember how it got there. She eventually turned and smiled at me with a look that could break the stoniest of hearts. We cuddled and chatted, just enjoying the company, no rush to be anywhere, nothing to interrupt us. It was truly an enjoyable morning! I eventually had to leave for work, and she wanted to explore the area before the evening when she also had to work. But before I left, I took the spare key to her room, just in case my impulsiveness urged me to return. Lo and behold, the next morning I find myself ordering croissants and hot chocolates from the local bakery and waking her with toasted pastries, warm drinks and sensual snuggles, her grin indicating she didn’t mind the interruption one little bit. And I certainly didn’t mind retrieving the crumbs from her amazing cleavage with my tongue either. We played again, more oil, more ecstatic thrusting of bodies and squealing of bedsprings, then more cuddles, touching, caressing and connection. Could it get any better? Well, as I said, I am impulsive. We said our goodbyes, thinking this may be our final time together, but that night I messaged asking if she was tired. She was but was up for adventure! So, we drove the city, took photos of the scenery and the lights, cuddled and kissed, drew some more maps and found ourselves in her bed again. I left at 3am and figured this was it. It had been great fun, a nice distraction from our daily lives, and though we both knew this wouldn’t be regular, not even remotely, we had enjoyed the moment(s) and went our separate ways. I act on impulse… “Would you like a friendly local to take you to the airport?” I found myself writing. Is she going to think I’m going overboard? Is she sick of me? Should I just leave her alone? “I wouldn’t complain ”. Oh wow, my impulsive action has worked! In all honesty, I was a bit humbled that after nearly 4 days of seeing me, she was still keen to catch up. And as she was early for her flight, we parked and chatted again, and it was an amazing end to a fantastic few days with a truly incredible person. What the future holds we don’t know, but that’s the excitement of being impulsive…

24 September 2023

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In 2013, I purchased a house in a relatively new subdivision in the southeastern suburb of Pakenham. The house was a stock standard, two-story 3x2 that looked like every other house on the street. My next-door neighbour was an odd one. A slim, tall brunette, Sasha was a tomboy with a lazy mohawk and wore boots, denim shorts, flannel shirts and neckerchiefs. She was definitely a beauty in a stripped-down way; she constantly worked on her four-wheel drive SUV and motorcycle while listening to US rock music. Sasha employed colourful metaphors when frustrated, drank bourbon and smoked a lot of pot! I did not know what she did for a living, but Sasha appeared financially comfortable. I suspected she trafficked in weed but in small quantities, given a near-constant stream of visitors who stuck around for five minutes or less. I was not bothered by this, and we became friends almost the day I moved in. Over time, we drank at each other’s house every Sunday, and the banter was fierce. Sasha told me she was single but enjoyed a string of lovers of both sexes. As I had a steady girlfriend, we remained good friends without any impropriety. However, my partner, Louise, did not take to Sasha and strongly disapproved of our friendship. All was not well in our relationship, though. Louise lived well beyond her financial means and was on her fourth credit card. As someone with money smarts and now a mortgage, I could not keep up with Louise’s hedonistic pursuits, and the friction ultimately proved fatal. Sasha and I were drinking and mellowing at my place in the back garden one Sunday a few weeks after the split. My outdoor table was a one-metre-diameter wooden cable drum generously donated to me by the local electricity utility installing underground power lines. The table was strewn with beer and bourbon cans and pot paraphernalia. “I haven’t seen Louise for a while,” Sasha said, “You guys all right?” “We split the sheets last week,” I replied with some bitterness. “Sorry to hear that,” Replied Sasha without any genuine sincerity, “You guys seemed solid.” She was dressed in a white singlet that amply showcased her awesome cleavage, a pair of oily denim shorts, white socks and boots that highlighted her slim, tanned legs. Not one ounce of excess fat on this beauty, and Sasha oozed sexuality. “I guess it wasn’t to be,” I said flatly, hoping the subject would change. “Louise didn’t like me,” Sasha continued. “I’m sure the feeling was mutual,” I said. “She was one whiney bitch,” Sasha replied, “But she was taught a lesson she will never forget.” “Oh, and what lesson was that?” Sasha kept quiet momentarily, looked at me and took a drink. Seconds later, awaiting an answer, Sasha did not respond, seemingly hesitant. “What is it?” I asked. “Well, I…I…fucked her,” Confessed Sasha, “I did not mean to, but she came around one day when I was working on my bike and complained about the music.” “And? “My frustration with the bike and with her in general just boiled over,” Sasha replied, “I was so angry that I grabbed her by the throat, flung her against the wall, and started striping the clothes from her body.” The narrative was getting very interesting, and I encouraged Sasha to provide as much filthy detail as possible. “I made her suck a rubber strap-on that I have,” She continued, “And then I fucked her three holes until she licked me clean.” “Licked you clean?’” “Oh my god, but I should not tell you this,” Confessed Sasha, who was now beetroot red with embarrassment, “I forced Louise to lick my cunt after I pissed on her tits.” “Aside from that last point,” I replied,” Louise told me all about that encounter.” Sasha turned ghostly white. “All of it?” She asked, hand visibly shaking. “Yes, she told me you raped her,” I said, “And that it was a better sexual experience than she had with me.” “W…What?” Stammered Sasha, visibly scared, “I did not r….anyone.” “I’m sure not,” I reassured my tomboy neighbour, “But Louise said so to shame me on our last argument.” “You don’t believe it, right?” “Oh, I’m sure you fucked her good and proper,” I replied, “But not in the way she said.” Colour slowly returned to Sasha’s cheeks. The fact that I knew of the encounter and its nature but did not believe the twisted lies of a scorned ex-girlfriend gave Sasha some relief. “What did Louise say?” Inquired Sasha, still shaken. “She went round to yours, complained about the music and swearing, and you forcefully came on to her and fucked her arsehole.” “Yeah, I did do that,” She chuckled, “We both enjoyed it. She kissed me afterwards before leaving.” “Congratulations,” I said sarcastically, “You got one hole more than me.” “I fucking knew it,” Sasha crowed, “She begged me not to go there.” “But you did anyway?” “It’s hard to explain just how angry she made me,” Sasha continued, anger rising as she recalled the encounter, “And…I was severely frustrated, mechanically and sexually.” “And her brattiness kicked you over the edge?” “I just flipped and went for her with a savage vengeance,” Sasha said menacingly, “I wanted to reduce her to dust.” “I think you did that, according to Louise,” I said, taking a sip, “You humiliated and pleasured her in equal measure.” “So, why the accusation?” Asked Sasha, understandably confused, “It’s not like she said NO, at any point.” “Louise is a particularly manipulative individual,” I began, “The accusation was a jibe at my masculinity, in as much as your rough treatment – the R-word – was more enjoyable than a regular session with me.” “Did that hurt you?” Asked Sasha tentatively. “It might have done had I not figured out her manipulative ways some time ago.” “You’re not mad at me, are you?” Asked Sasha ashenly, “It was not my intention to insert myself between you.” “No, and you didn’t,” I smiled, “It was on the rocks anyway; I could not keep up with her high life.” “Since we’re being honest here, you weren’t the only one.” “Okay,” I said, bracing for more bad news, “Who else?” “At least two,” Said Sasha, deathly afraid of my pending reaction, “One even came here.” “To my house?” I exploded. “I saw one guy turn up with a high-end car; he stayed for several hours,” Sasha replied, recoiling from my anger in horror, “And I overheard Louise talking on the phone with another guy.” “Why am I not surprised?” I said with apparent resignation. “If it makes you feel even the tiniest bit better, I called out her cheating ways when I buggered her arsehole,” Sasha said with grim satisfaction, “I also slapped her face and spat on her while mocking her infidelity.” Now that revelation was impressive. Sasha standing up for monogamous ways while enjoying multiple lovers herself. “Any photos?” I asked with gallows humour. “No,” Sighed Sasha placing a shapely leg on the table, “It was too frenetic a pace to film.” “Did Louise at least make you come?” “I came several times, but not that she had much to do with it,” Sasha replied, “I used that cunt for my satisfaction.” “Arsehole too,” I said with some bitterness, “Mouth as well, I’m guessing?” “Yep, Louise was a three-hole pop socket.” “I’m glad you enjoyed her, used her, whatever.” We sat silent for a moment, with Sasha unsure whether she had damaged our friendship by assaulting my ex-girlfriend. I was not upset with Sasha per se; the more significant betrayal in this shit show lay with Louise and her cheating, overspending ways. While emotionally stung, I could do nothing about the situation, which had ended for good. There was no point in lashing out or placing blame where it did not belong. After accepting those bitter truths, I felt a burden lift from my shoulders. “Anyway,” I said, smiling, “This is the best world of all possible worlds.” “What does that mean?” Asked a confused Sasha. “It’s my lame attempt to quote Voltaire, appear philosophical and put a positive spin on a bad situation.” “Why is it a bad situation?” Sasha said forcefully, “I mean, you got a lying, cheating, broke-arse cunt out of your life. You don’t need that negativity. You’re better than that!” That last sentence was delivered with fiery intensity, and she believed it more than I did then. “Well, I miss the companionship, the sex,” I said pathetically. “No, you don’t,” My angry neighbour replied, “She was a shit fuck and a using cunt. Who the fuck wants that in their life?” “Put so eloquently; I cannot disagree with your forthright assessment.” Her words did speak to me, but I felt emotionally compromised none the same. “Look, be a fucking man, and take what you want,” Sasha continued, “And what you fucking deserve.” Sasha delivered a hell of a pep-talk, and I believed she would make a fantastic motivational coach in an alternate reality. “Forget Louise, Jason,” Sasha quietened down, “In the long run, you’ll be better off.” In anger, Sasha downed her can, crunched it between her muscular fingers and tossed it into the bin. Within seconds the next can was struck, and Sasha drew a substantial draught.  Seconds later, I felt drops of rain. In our angry rant, we had neglected the weather that had started closing in with not-so-distant thunder rumbles increasing in intensity. We quickly grabbed our chairs and relocated them to the covered patio while rain bombs descended from the heavens. The cacophony drowned out the music and our ability to communicate. “I can hear now,” I said after closing the sliding door, keeping the storm outdoors. We stood by the door and watched with awe as the rain hammered the lawn. The sky was black as sackcloth, and it was only 4 PM. I switched on the lights so we could see, yet the thunder and lightning drew closer. Suddenly, a massive crack exploded overhead, and the house was plunged into darkness. Sasha instinctively screamed, but I caught her before she hit the floor. “It’s okay,” I reassured her as I drew her to my breast, “I’ll reset the fuse board.” “No, hold me,” Sasha shivered, “I’m scared.” “It’ll be fine,” I said as another direct hit smashed the house. Sasha screamed in terror, trembling in the darkness. I suggested we lay on the couch and wait for the storm to blow over. We lay on the sofa and spooned. Sascha was petrified at the storm’s never-ending violence and shook as I held her tight. As the storm moved away, Sasha’s shivers diminished, and she became comfortable in my embrace, even backing her svelte body further into mine. “Mm, you feel good,” Sasha murmured, “Those strong arms around me, oh.” I had never entertained the possibility of sleeping with my neighbour, but there appeared to be a meeting of the minds. So, there was a violent storm, or act of God, to thank for this good fortune. Not wanting to rush the situation, I let Sasha direct the pace and tempo of what would come next. She did not disappoint. It began with her grinding her arse against my increasingly hardening crotch. With the rain beating down against the house, I could hear her quickening breath and signs of approval. Then her hand gripped my hip. Her head swivelled, “Kiss me.” Our lips locked gently and sensuously; our tongues danced an erotic tango. Sasha was not the evil fuck monster that I had come to know and love but a feminine beauty that was vulnerable and exposed. There was a part of my brain wondering whether Sasha was acting out of guilt for the non-part she played in my breakup with Louise. However, the yearning romantic in me wanted to believe that Sasha genuinely liked me. As we kissed passionately, I did not care about anything other than the moment. Our lips seemed to dance in perfect synchronicity, raising the room’s temperature. Sasha was giving off mad pheromones, and I was sure I was doing the same. “Take me to bed,” She said bluntly after breaking a kiss, “Now!” We scooted off the couch and ascended the stairs to my bedroom. “Classy,” Sasha teased, “You’ve made the bed. Are these the funky sheets that you fucked Louise in?” “Sorry to disappoint,” I laughed, “These sheets are Louise-free.” “Well, I’m glad we aren’t at my place,” Sasha sneered, “My sheets are four or five lovers old, plus my come.” “Feel free to break my sheets in, then.” “I intend to,” Sasha gushed, “I’m so fucking wet.” Sasha flopped on the bed and pulled me down on her sleek body. “I’ve been masturbating to this fantasy for months,” She said with sparkling eyes, “I’m going to enjoy this.” Sasha was so sexually confident that she was happy to take the lead and had no shortage of filthy talk. This completely contrasts Louise, who was mousey, sexually hesitant and shy yet avaricious and class-conscious. Sasha did not give a fuck about anything and lived in the moment. “Doesn’t mean I’m going to fall in love with you,” She breathed, throwing me on my back and straddling my groin. Nothing mattered to me but the immediate present. One thing I knew for sure was that I was about to engage in a fuck session that would blow past anything I experienced with Louise (or earlier sexual partners). I was the student, and Sasha was the teacher. And the teacher was an animal, a sexually voracious beast, and I was the prey. Or so she thought. I was hesitant at first, and this frustrated Sasha. “Don’t ask me; just take what you want!” Was her repeated direction, delivered through gritted teeth, whenever I appeared uncertain. I later discovered that Sasha was a ‘switch’, dominant with women but submissive with men. She would enthusiastically comply with my every whim and kink. Once I understood this, my confidence grew, and I became bolder with each encounter. Back to the present, I was dying to unwrap Sasha’s incredible physique. To no one’s surprise, she was bra-less and panty-free. There were no tacky tan lines, and Sasha’s body was not vandalised by thoughtless graffiti. In short, this woman was gorgeous from head to toe and very comfortable when relieved of clothing. “I spend more time naked than dressed,” She confessed with a childlike giggle. Given the killer curves and angelic face, there was no doubting that statement. At first glance, I thought Sasha’s breasts were fake because they were so firm and plump without any form of sag. However, I was assured they were real. “Feel them if you don’t believe me.” Now, that was an invitation too good to refuse. Still clothed, I placed an arm around Sasha’s slim waist while my other trembled towards her generous chest. “Incredible,” I marvelled as I pressed the flesh and flicked the nipple, “Double Ds?” “On a good day, they can be Es,” We chuckled together before we kissed. As I continued fondling Sasha’s breasts, she began rubbing my cock through my shorts. “Nothing’s going to happen unless you make me do it,” She reminded me when our lips parted. My blood was up with anticipation after fondling the best breasts in the world. Suddenly, I grabbed Sasha’s hair; she took a sharp breath intake and forced to her knees. “Oh yeah!” She signed with approval. I kicked off my shorts, exposing my leaking cock and jammed it down Sasha’s expectant throat. She coughed as my cock head pushed against her tonsils but quickly became accustomed to the invasion. “Suck it, whore,” I growled, “Get it hard and wet for your other fuck holes.” Sasha took to the task with gusto and used her considerable oral skill, employing lips, tongue and throat muscles, to get me raging hard and dripping wet. “Put your hands behind your back,” I ordered before grabbing her head with both hands, “I’m going to fuck your mouth like it’s your cunt.” Sasha opened her mouth as wide as it would go, and I rammed my cock in as hard as I dared. The gagging noises and her increasing audible moans drove me insane with lust. “I love choking on your cock!” She stuttered after spitting out my cock. Next, Sasha went to work on my shaft and rapidly tightened the ball sack, repeatedly spitting and rubbing the saliva into the skin. “On the bed, whore,” I pulled Sasha up from her knees and threw her onto the sheets, “Spread those legs.” She complied without question. “Open that pussy!” Sasha was shaven and had a tidy slit punctuated by a sizeable clit. Inside glistened with sticky wetness and was swollen, angry red from Sasha’s heightened arousal. “Play with your cunt for my gratification,” I demanded. Sasha began circling her clit and rubbing fingers up and down the opening. She was so wet that I could hear the squelching sound coming from inside. I sat before her, grabbed her dripping hand and forced two fingers deep inside her pussy. Sasha screamed in pleasure. Quickly two fingers became three, and three became four. I tried for the fist, but we could not get the thumb inside. Sasha came several times from this roughly assisted finger fucking. Her pussy tasted fantastic each time I brought her sodden fingers to my mouth. Then I decided to replace her fingers with mine. Sasha’s pussy was plenty tight, and I struggled to insert three fingers. Two were a slicker fit, and there was so much juice leaking from her pussy and pooling on the bed after greasing up the O-ring. I touched Sasha’s stomach and began furiously frigging her cunt. She exploded in pleasure. I felt her body buckle. Simultaneously, I pressed firmly down on her bladder and pulled my fingers from her pussy. As expected, Sasha shot out a stream of boiling squirt. She screamed in ecstasy before thrashing her clit, which led to further eruptions of spray. I swallowed as much as I could; her ejaculate was sweet to taste and slightly milky in appearance. “Did you enjoy that?” I asked rhetorically. Initially, Sasha could not speak, so overwhelmed (literally) with the aftereffects of several consecutive wet orgasms. “My god, that was strong,” She panted, “Fuck!” “That looked so good,” I said with pussy slime dripping from my chin, “Come and clean me up.” Like an energised cat, Sasha jumped up, grabbed my head and licked my face clean before passionately kissing me. “Shit, you taste good,” I said, enjoying the bouquet of vintage Chateau d’Cunt. “Yeah, I love the taste of my pie.” “Stand up and bend over,” I said, “I want a look at that arse.” “This arse?” She asked, wiggling her perfect orbs in front of me. “Yep, that’s the one,” I replied as my hands massaged the flesh, “So good!” Running a finger up and down the crack, I felt her hole was wet with pussy leakage. Dropping to my knees and spread apart her cheeks, and began lapping at Sasha’s rosette. “I fucking love that!” She encouraged, “Spit on it.” “Aren’t I the one supposed to be giving orders?” I chuckled. “I can ask for something occasionally, can’t I?” Sasha asked, shooting me a cheeky smile over her shoulder. “Where your arsehole is concerned, I’ll take any direction you care to give,” I answered before plunging my face deep between Sasha’s cheeks. “Fuck, yeah!” She repeatedly purred as my tongue gradually prized open her reluctant balloon knot. Slap! “Oh,” squeaked Sasha, as I left a handprint on her left cheek, “More!” I periodically slapped each cheek while continuing to rim Sasha’s beautiful arsehole. The harder and more direct the blow, the deeper and more guttural her appreciative responses. At one point, she moved a hand underneath to massage her clit, which resulted in multiple ejaculations of pussy squirt which ran down the inside of her thighs and onto the carpet. “You’re making me cum again,” Sasha shrieked in delight as I tongue-bathed her ring piece, “Please fuck my arse.” “Oh, I’ll fuck your arse, babe,” I said, “But first, I’m doing your cunt.” I stood up, my face dripping with saliva, butt juice and pussy slime, and then threw her roughly on her back, then wiped my face on the sheets. “Spread your legs!” I dived into her muff and tongued her clit and slit while Sasha pinched her erect nipples until she quickly unloaded on my face again. Like before, her orgasm was delicious. “Fuck, Jason!” Sasha implored, “That’s a magical tongue, but I need you to use my holes.” Forcing her legs back, I knelt between Sasha and slid my rock-hard cock deep inside her dripping snatch. “Oh, fuck!” She moaned and threw her head back as I began pounding that sloppy gash. We cycled through the missionary, spoon and cowboy positions interspersed by sloppy blow bangs, where Sasha commented favourably on my cock characteristics and how good she tasted. Once Sash straddled me, I had more accessible admittance to her bung and began fingering it while continuing to plough her drenched pussy. “Yes, yes, yes!” and “Fuck, that’s so good.” She kept repeating as I moaned in synchronous pleasure. We were both bathed in sweat by this stage and pounded each other’s bodies. One finger and quickly followed by a second, and the tongue rimming from before had relaxed Sasha’s tight arsehole, and there was little resistance to my digital intrusion. “You worked so hard,” Sasha moaned after her umpteenth orgasm as she pulled my cock from the front hole and positioned it at the opening to the rear one, “Now, it’s my turn to pleasure you.” With a pop, my greasy dick breached the defence of Sasha’s arse, and she gingerly settled down so that I was balls deep. “Fuck!” I exclaimed, “Your pussy was tight, but your arse is super tight!” “I work out a lot,” Sasha chuckled as she became comfortable with a rear-end intrusion, “To keep my arse nice and tight for those boys that appreciate it.” After taking in several deep breaths, Sasha began bobbing up and down, constantly spitting onto her fingers so that they could provide much-needed additional lubrication. “I have Vaseline on the bedside table,” I said and reached to retrieve the tub. “No,” Sasha resisted and pinned me to the bed, laying in her squirt, “It feels so good!” She began working my cock gently while still getting used to the breach, moaning slightly while her hands gripped my pecs firmly. “Working your cock,” She repeatedly whispered as her motion increased intensely, “Fucking big dick in my tight arse!” Sasha was a master of the sexual arts, but she also knew how to talk dirty and was not shy about announcing her first assgasm. “I’m going to suck it,” She declared, climbing off me, “My come juice from your hard cock!” Without hesitation, Sasha took my shitty stick deep down her throat and continued to spit copious amounts of saliva on the head and shaft. We enjoyed another anal round of cowboy, and Sasha climaxed quickly and loudly. “I want to see your cock fuck my arse,” Sasha said after another sloppy ATM and efficiently assumed the reverse cowboy position. Reaching forward, I inserted two fingers deep inside Sasha’s sloppy box. “Can you feel your dick fucking my arse?” She asked between moans, “Through my pussy?” “I love it,” I replied, revelling in the sensation of my cock pushing against my fingers via two fuck holes. Sasha quickly came to another screeching orgasm, but instead of dismounting for another ATM, she began grinding her arse violently against my pubic bone. “I want to jack your cock off with my dirty hole!” Sasha nearly achieved that because I felt the sensation of a gathering orgasm, but I was not yet done fucking. I threw her off me and straddled her chest. She instantly knew my intention and wrapped both arms across her tits to create a tight cleavage. As I savagely fucked Sasha’s meaty tit flesh, she licked the Jap’s eye and repeatedly spat on my shaft, complimenting her breasts and my cocks, while I slapped her nipples to many high-pitched shrieks. “I want to fuck your slut arse from behind,” I growled, pulling my glistening meat from Sasha’s meaty globes. This time, I retrieved the lubricant from the table and smeared a generous dollop across her gaping bung and over my cock. “Oh, that’s nice,” Sighed Sasha, surprised, as I fed her my length. “How is that?” I asked, gripping her hips and pulling her hole to my pubic bone. “I normally use saliva on my dirt box,” She replied, gingerly rubbing her clit, which must have been sore from all the action, “Kind of like it to hurt a bit, but this is different.” The small talk quickly ended as I began driving Sasha’s backdoor hard. “That’s it,” She encouraged as I pounded my entire length in and out, “Use my arse for your pleasure.” “Fuck, yeah!” I barked, not caring about any delicacy concerning her tender butt rose. Sasha buried her head between the pillows, arched her back and played with her cunt hard. The words sounded foreign and disconnected whenever she spoke, but she regularly ejaculated girl come onto my bed, coming time and again. “Oh, no more,” She begged after a while and disconnected us before falling onto the sheets and rolling onto her back. Wanking my oily cock gently and resting on my knees, I marvelled at her sweaty, heaving body. “You broke my arsehole,” She chuckled, “I didn’t think it could be destroyed!” “Fucking awesome, arsehole,” I agreed with a Cheshire grin. Sasha opened her eyes and saw me jacking my cock. I was ready for an orgasm now, and she knew it. “Where do you want to come?” She asked as I slid my cock back between her substantial rack. “This may sound odd, but I want you to wank me off with your feet,” I replied, smacking my cock head across an erect nipple after mulling over the possibilities. “Oh, yeah?” Sasha asked, eyes widening, “Do we have a foot fetish?” “If I do, you have awakened it,” I replied, “Your feet are so fucking sexy!” They were dainty, shapely, delicate and oh-so feminine. “I can try,” Sasha said, “Never done it before.” “Nor me,” I grinned. Massaging a small amount of additional lubricant on my shaft, I scooted between her legs. Sasha grabbed her feet in her hands and wrapped her delicate toes around my cock. She pressed hard and obtained an excellent grip before gently massaging my cock. Watching those perfectly sculpted feet jerk my cock was a sight to behold. I had never felt any attraction to that body part with anyone before, but Sasha’s was one of the most erotic aspects of her perfect body, and now I planned to cover them with ropes of hot jism. And at that thought, the first tingling of orgasm made its presence felt. “Here it comes,” I said, taking control of my quivering spear. Sasha held her feet together, and the sight of those twinkling, painted toes pushed me over the edge. Ropes of hot, sticky man juice shot from my Jap’s eye and covered all ten digits equally. Sweat was pouring from my head in rivers as my body spasmed violently, as my balls aggressively pumped sperm loads onto Sasha’s feet. “Oh, fuck!” I kept repeating as each pleasure darts smashed my senses. “What a load!” Squealed Sasha, barely able to contain her wonder. “Yeah, baby,” I panted, “So fucking good!” “No one has ever come on my feet,” She confessed, “That was one of the hottest things.” Sasha was unable to bring her feet to her mouth. She was supple and flexible but no Russian ballerina. Sasha rubbed jism on her clit and cunt before massaging the rest on her breasts and stomach before licking her fingers clean. Her raw, primal actions kept me semi-hard after my orgasm, and I never went entirely soft, knowing there was a reasonable probability of more action shortly. We silently lay on the bed, breathing heavily and covered in sweat, listening to the violence of the downpour, lost in thought. For me, I contrasted the difference in approach between Louise and Sasha. It was night and day. The latter brought a higher level of passion, intensity and energy to the bedroom. Sasha, like Louise, was submissive to men, but the former had a wider range of skills and kinks and did not shy away from the darker elements. If Sasha had hard sexual limits, discovering them would be fun. “That was better than I thought,” Sasha said, breaking my reverie. “Agreed,” I replied, marvelling at the brutal anal punishment I dished out, “You’re something else.” “You haven’t seen it all,” She said. Of that, I had no doubt. “Can I take a shower?” Sasha asked after a brief pause. I grabbed Sasha a towel and some replacement sheets for the bed from the linen cupboard. After remaking the bed, I joined Sasha in the bathroom, who was fiddling with the taps to get the perfect water temperature. We did not shower together. Sasha took the first one, and I swear I saw her take one of the longest pisses ever. I gathered that golden showers were a speciality of Sasha’s, and I would have liked nothing more than to partake in such a filthy activity but thought better of it until some future date if I was so lucky. Sasha knew that I knew what she was doing, and the cheeky wink confirmed it before she turned around and reached for the body wash. The site of Sasha in the shower maintained my baseline level of tumescence. “Thought you might’ve come in my mouth?” Sasha asked after we fell onto bed following our clean-up. “Happy to oblige on the next round,” I replied, my semi-tumescent cock twitching at the thought. “Let’s get started then.” There was simply no limit to Sasha’s appetite as she scooted between my legs with feline agility. Within seconds, she dribbled saliva on my raw pole, quickly hardening me to full strength. Round two always requires a bit more focus and hard work, but I had a shortcut in mind that I knew this filth bag would go for. “Hang on,” I said, shuffled to the bed’s edge and pulled my legs back. Sasha instantly knew what was expected of her and leapt off the bed, fell on her knees, coughed up a mountain of drool and spat it onto my balloon knot. “Eat my arsehole, whore!” I growled as Sasha smeared copious saliva across my dirty hole, taint and shrivelling ball sack with her hand. “You don’t have to ask me twice,” She smiled back at me, “I love eating butt, male or female.” And she was very good at it too! Her raspy tongue licked and probed every part of my backdoor while one hand wanked my cock with the practice of a pornstar. The other hand appeared to be between legs, no doubt flicking the bean. After several minutes of that heavenly sensation, I knew I needed to come. However, I needed one last stimulant. “Finger my hole,” I panted, taking control of my slimy shaft. “Oh, fuck yeah,” Was Sasha’s enthusiastic response. Again, Sasha knew what she was doing and entered a digit inside my greasy bung, quickly followed by a second. Fuck, it was tight back there, but it was what I needed to peak the pleasure mountain. “Shit, here it comes!” I hissed before springing to my feet in front of my slutty neighbour. “Oh yeah, give it to me!” Her mouth and eyes were wide open and glued to my cock that I was throttling for dear life. Like before, my legs violently shook as the shock of pleasure increased exponentially. “Fuck!” I yelled as the second orgasm peaked. My second load was more liquid and translucent than the creamy first one but exploded with the same force, splashing all over Sasha’s beautiful face. “Oh, fuck yeah!” She crowed as I pumped the remaining contents of my non-existence balls. Rivulets of viscous sludge ran in torrents down her face, over Sasha’s tits, flat stomach, and hairless snatch before spilling onto the carpet. Without direction, Sasha took my spasming cock down her throat and cleaned me up, swallowing the last drops of man fluid she squeezed out of me. “You taste amazing!” She smiled at me, face glistening in the fading light. I scooped up a small amount on her breasts, and Sasha eagerly swallowed my proffered finger before directing come on her face into her mouth—the rest she massaged into her sweaty skin. “That was so good!” I panted, struggling to remain upright, “But I’m fucked!” “You are far more adventurous than I thought,” Sasha chuckled, rising to her feet before giving me a passionately spunky kiss. “So, I can report for further duty?” “Anytime, neighbour!” Round two had taken it out on each other, and we collapsed on the bed, falling asleep with me holding Sasha’s svelte body close to mine as the rain continued patting the roof. At some point in the night, she left and returned home. So that encounter kicked off a tumultuous and, at times, an acrimonious relationship that was as toxic and venomous as the one I had recently left. However, in compensation, some jaw-dropping, balls-to-the-wall, high-energy, and depraved sexual encounters included some guests along the way. What a fucking week! Things went south on Monday or Tuesday when my boss, Virginia, went nuclear on the team for no apparent or logical reason. Her behaviour was most out of character, and, as 2IC, it was my duty to enquire what was on Virginia’s mind. My enquiry was treated with short shrift. Come Friday, the team was eagerly anticipating the end-of-day drinks at the Mitre Tavern in Melbourne’s financial district. Virginia’s mood had not improved, and I noticed a change in attitude in another team member, Amanda. My work issues were confounded by domestic considerations. My next-door neighbour was increasingly making greater demands on my time; wanting sex at strange hours of the day and night. Oftentimes, Sasha would sneak into the house in the middle of the night, sidle up next to me and kick start the action. While she was an amazing fuck slut, these irregular nocturnal visits were disturbing my sleep patterns so that I was becoming increasingly irritable at work. At the tavern, I stayed far away from my teammates, preferring to drink with the procurement team. As the night drew longer and the staff thinned out, I was inevitably forced to regroup and talk to my colleagues. This was the moment when Virginia swooped. “Can I talk to you about a delicate matter?” “Sure,” I answered, a little worried. We grabbed a booth and I sat, waiting, expectantly for something to happen. Virginia was most perturbed, something important was weighing on her mind. “What is it?” “Can I trust you?” “Of course,” I said, “We’ve been working together for a long time.” “Something happened at work the other day,” She began nervously, “That’s causing me some grief.” “And what is that?” “Well,” Virginia sighed, clearly put out but unsure how the phrase the issue, “A staff member came on to me.” “You?” I asked, incredulous at the disclosure, “When, who?” “Let’s just say that it was a member from the third floor,” Virginia replied coyly, “And it wasn’t altogether unwanted.” “What, you accepted?” Virginia went bright red and held her head in her hands. She explained that the offer came at a vulnerable moment. “How vulnerable?” “En flagrante, in fact.” “I don’t understand,” I said, shaking my head trying to make sense of these scraps of information, “What does that even mean?” “Okay, so you know that bathroom on the top floor?” Virginia stuttered, “Well, you know that the lights go off after 15 minutes of inactivity.” “Yeah, so what about it?” “I can’t believe I’m going to tell you this, but...” Virginia sat silent for a moment before continuing, “I was masturbating in one of the cubicles and the light went off. I went to activate the sensor when...she...came in.” So, this was all revelatory stuff. It was well known that Virginia took extended absences from her office when there were no meetings in her calendar. One of the team suggested, darkly, over drinks that she was having an affair. However, Virginia was married with three children; I knew her husband Craig. An affair seemed impossible, but now I had an explanation for these extended absences. Virginia went off to masturbate in the bathroom on the top floor. “Who came in?” I pressed. Virginia tossed her blonde-haired head towards my colleague Amanda, happily flirting with another work mate. “Really?” I asked in disbelief, “She came in, and the very moment you were trying to turn the light on?” “Yes, I believe she timed it.” “And what? You were naked or something?” “Not quite but enough was showing to make it obvious what I was doing.” “Then what happened?” “Well, we did the deed,” Virginia admitted, “Reluctantly at first but then with more enthusiasm.” She seemed embarrassed, but not that embarrassed and certainly not regretful. I asked whether Amanda had threatened her if Virginia did not go through with the act. If so, blackmail would be a profoundly serious matter. I was assured that everything was consensual. “So, what happened in the bathroom?” I asked, adding, “And omit no detail, no matter how dirty.” “Well, we...” Virginia began before twigging to my request, “That’s for another conversation.” “Can we agree then that you two did the...a... deed in the bathroom?” “Yes,” Virginia admitted meekly. “And you don’t regret it?” “No,” She said, “We have not done anything since – not even talked about it – but I feel guilty.” “Craig?” “Yes,” Virginia said, “I want to tell him, but I don’t know how.” “Tell him what you have told me,” I said, “Say that you were horny and vulnerable, and that Amanda seduced you.” “Cheating?” “Not really,” I replied, “More like an indiscretion that won’t be repeated, will it?” Virginia looked me sternly and hoped that it would not happen again. However, there was hesitation in her answer. “But?” “I really enjoyed it.” “You been with women before?” I asked. “Back in university, thirty odd years ago.” “I had no idea that you and Amanda swung that way,” I said, “I always took Amanda a s straight.” “So did I,” Virginia sniffed, “But she knows her around the female body.” “I bet,” I replied, “Still if you tell Craig, I’m sure he’ll be fine with it. He’s a red-blooded male, after all, and probably fantasises about such things. I do all the time.” “Yeah, but you’re not married.” “I don’t think that really matters,” I chuckled, “Hot chicks that are into each other is a desire for most men.” “Most men are perverted,” Virginia observed, “But thanks for letting me unload on you.” Poor choice of words but I understood the reference. Virginia promised to think about my advice and let me know next week her course of action. She stood up and prepared to leave for home. “There’s one more thing,” She said, “Since we’re about full disclosure, Amanda has the hots for you big time!” “What?” I exclaimed, “You’re fucking joking!” “Nope, she’s discussed you many times over drinks,” Virginia smiled, “Do what you will with that information.” As Virginia departed, leaving me stunned, my phone pinged. It was Sasha my next-door neighbour asking about my ETA. She wanted some action and wanted it before she fell asleep. Sasha was a stunning brunette with massive boobs, a shapely butt, and an appetite to rival the gods. In a way, she reminded me of Tory Lane a lusty American porn star. She fucked early and fucked often, not always with me. Whatever she did for a living was something I did not want to know about, but she attracted a lot of boys to her yard with her milkshakes. Since moving next door, we struck up a volatile friendship that became increasingly sexual as time went by. For months, we spent each Sunday at each other’s homes simply drinking and chatting casually. I had a girlfriend at the time, and she did not approve of my friendship with Sasha, but there were other reasons why we broke up. Sasha was happy about this development and during one severe thunderstorm last summer, we fell into a torrid affair in which she showed her submissive side. Since that first time, I have been on call to satisfy the needs her other lovers fail to meet. Since hooking up, we have endured some tremendous arguments over petty issues. I discussed some of these fights with a psychologist friend of mine who told me that, on the face of it, Sasha was suffering some form of depression, possibly because of drug addiction. Sasha certainly consumed a lot of cannabis on top of drinking a lot of bourbon. Most of the time, she was fine, but when a dark mood hit her, she was to be avoided. My solution was just to leave her house, or order to leave mine, which she always did. Next day would be like nothing happened; no apology or anything, just move on. The make-up sex was mind-blowing though, so I could look past some of these indiscretions. What kept me coming back and enduring so much toxicity? Anal sex. Sasha loved it but only I could make her orgasm from that sex act. She mentioned that her other lovers were not into anal at all, which seemed odd to me. We had all kinds of sex together, but the session always ended with my cock up her butt. Sasha had one further attribute which excused a multitude of sins, dainty feet. She would employ these assets to jerk my cock off, spunking all over her cute toes. She revelled in it, and I came frequently. “I’ll be home in ninety minutes,” I replied after checking the train timetable online. “Sooner please!” “It’s after nine,” I said, “The trains don’t run as frequently.” I figured Amanda could wait for another time. Saying my goodbyes, I hightailed it to Flinders Street Station and boarded the train to Pakenham, all stations stop. My journey was consumed with processing the evenings revelations: my boss regularly masturbates at work and was seduced by a subordinate, and that subordinate has the hots for me. Those stations flew by. Upon arriving at the station, I drove the ten minutes to my house and parked up. Sasha’s bedroom lamp was on. My instructions were to enter via the rear door, and I ascended her stairs. The house smelt of pot and the bedroom stunk of sex. “How many today?” I asked a languid Sasha who was lying naked on the bed. “Three,” She giggled, “Back-to-back.” “You’re such a fucking whore,” I said while undressing. “I am,” She answered, “But I need my anal. Can’t fall asleep without it.” Sasha was lying on her side. I grabbed the lubricant that sat on the bedside table and helped myself to a generous dollop. After applying a liberal amount to my hardening cock, I added to rest in between Sasha’s perfectly sculpted arse cheeks. “You ready?” “Give it to me,” Sasha reached around and spread her left cheek giving me the ability to press my cock head against her pucker There was significant resistance until the pressure became too much. Sasha forced her sphincter to accept the invasion and my slippery rod eased inside followed by a mutual gasp. With her anal cavity full of cock meat, Sasha suddenly came alive and encouraged me to fuck her hard. This is where she goes full porn star, yelling obscenities and imploring me to fuck her without restraint. Knowing that my services will require several orgasms on my part, I unloaded quickly after entry, filling Sasha’s bowels with hot man sludge. After I popped out and rolled over, Sasha became more animated and quickly revived my pole, telling me how much she loved her “arse juices.” The second anal entry resulted in my coming on her face while the third, and I was flagging now, was a puff of smoke over her toes. Three orgasms later and it was after 2am. The only thing I had the strength for was to take Sasha’s dildo and butt fuck her in the doggy position before she squirted over the sheets. I grabbed my clothes from the bundle on the floor and prepared to leave without getting dressed. Given the time, I doubt anyone would see my pasty white butt sneak between adjacent houses. “Oh, and I fucked your ex the other day,” Sasha said, scornfully as I exited the bedroom. “Of course, you did,” I groaned, rolling my eyes before departing, “Tell me about it on Sunday.” I went home and collapsed on my bed, completely spent. There was something malevolent about Sasha’s departing remarks. Why was she so interested in my ex-girlfriend? The two could not stand each other when we were together. For the first time since I moved to Pakenham, I began to serious contemplate an escape plan.

23 September 2023

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The title sounds so hot and sexy! But this lady is more than just a HotWife, she is remarkable, kind, loves God as much as I do. But I never expected we'd develop such a strong emotional connection. We are both church girl and church boy, but we share similar views on life and the world. Yes she is married but her husband allows her to explore other men. But I'm very lucky that she explored things with me and we never met in person! I'm always a fan of online sexting, online sex video calls, pic swapping and video messaging. It is the safest place for me to explore my sexual endeavours. She is 35, gorgeous, curvy figure with dark hair and a very cute face with a gorgeous smile. She is an Australian/Islander girl and that's even sexier! But for a married church lady, she is such a freaky girl it's not even funny! She turns me on and satisfies me more than any woman I have met online! 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17 September 2023

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Several years ago, I came out of a distressing relationship. Reluctantly single, I devoted many hours down the local swimming pool to burning excess energy. However, laps are an isolated sport, leaving one to their thoughts as they plough through the water. Not knowing what my next move in the dating world was but in no rush to dive back into that world, I cooled my heels and relied on a lot of DIY pleasure. The pool was not the best maintained, and the men’s changing room was regularly vandalised and subject to graffiti. Some of the scribbles were telephone numbers followed by crude propositions. The maintenance crew periodically scrubbed the walls, but new messages always returned. One day, while using one of the shower cubicles to shower, I noticed a message carved into the door with a knife which read ‘call boy sucks cock’ together with a mobile number and dated two days earlier. I found the simplistic message intriguing and felt compelled to photograph it. I did fancy a good blowjob. My ex was an expert who could get me off in minutes. I missed her bedroom talents. Outside of the bedroom, my ex was a mental nightmare. The chance of possibly receiving a blowjob from a guy was conflicting because I did not consider myself gay, but the idea refused to leave my mind. Later, after some beers at home, I sent a message asking for a blowjob. I was trembling as I did so and could not stop pining for a response. Hours passed, and nothing happened. Going to bed, I regretted sending the message and deleted the number. I dressed and subjected myself to my daily office commute the following day. Around lunchtime, while having lunch with a colleague, my phone pinged. It was the mysterious cock sucker. “Sure, let me know when.” “Tonight?” “Love too, where?” “Where are you located?” My new pen pal lived not far from the pool, and he proposed a quiet industrial back road, which I looked up on a map. “Perfect,” I replied, “Say 8 p.m.?” “See you there.” I did not know his name, and he did not ask for mine, but I guessed this activity was strictly anonymous. The afternoon dragged on. I ran through scenarios of how the experience would play out. My nerves were taut with anticipation, and I could not stop staring at my watch and phone. Finally, the end of the day arrived, and I raced home as fast as the city’s crumbling public transport would allow. Leaping into the shower, I scrubbed myself clean and spent time trimming my groin, removing all pubic hair to heighten the anticipated pleasure. I took a slug of bourbon before leaving the house. My journey to the rendezvous destination took around ten minutes. I arrived early and hid in a darkened nook away from the streetlight. I was surrounded by shuttered commercial and industrial buildings devoid of human activity. Maybe two hundred meters away sat the pool with its lights blaring. Overhead, passenger planes prepared to land at the airport a short distance to the south. My neglected prick stirred impatiently in my jeans. I massaged the bulge while checking the street in both directions while the minutes ticked down. Suddenly, I saw a car pull up around the corner. The headlights were extinguished, and the door slammed shut a second later. Next, I heard footsteps, and then the silhouette walked down the street. At least, I knew the ‘boy’ was a young man with a driver’s licence. “Hi,” Came a young voice, “I’m here to suck cock.” “Good,” I sighed nervously, “I’m here for my blowjob.” “Let’s get to it,” he said. Without asking, the young man dropped to his knees and began unbuckling my belt and jeans and shuffling them down my legs. My young, anonymous acquaintance was not one to waste time with small talk. On his knees, he wrapped his hand around my cock. I was so hard from the anticipation and the need for human contact after my breakup that I was at full strength, thick and vainly, with a throbbing head. This young man gave my shaft a couple of strokes while looking into his eyes in the darkness. “Oh, beautiful cock,” he said, leaning into me to swallow the head in his mouth. He sucked on it hard, swirling his tongue around it before trying to force as much length into his mouth as possible. This young cock sucker felt like water to a thirsty man wandering the desert under the hot summer sun. I could not help but moan audibly. He pressed me to be discrete despite the total absence of human activity. As he sucked, he tried desperately to cram my entire shaft down his throat, but I was too long or his mouth too small to achieve this feat, but I revelled at his attempts to deep throat me. “Man,” I breathed, touching his young head, “You’re a good cock sucker.” He started moaning as soon as a comfortable rhythm was established. I encouraged deeper-throating by forcing his head onto the shaft for each instroke. Soon, he made choking and gagging sounds as I forced my prick deeper into his mouth. I eased the pressure on his head, not wanting to be rude, but he encouraged me to keep it up. He spat tendrils of saliva over my cock, which dripped to the ground. How could someone so young be so slutty? Most women don’t learn such skills until their first divorce. As his head mechanically pistoned forward and backward, my breathing increased, and I could not believe that I was about to come after so short a time. He massaged and pinched my nut sack, which was tightening at a rate of knots. He knew I was close. What would he do? “I’m about to squirt,” I announced, more as a courtesy. The young man continued sucking but with more intensity; his finger and thumb wrapped around the base of my cock to hasten my orgasm. “Shit,” I hissed as a series of cum shots erupted from my twitching balls deep inside his mouth. He furiously pumped my shaft as I came, draining me of all the fluid I cared to release. He swallowed hard, not once wincing or gagging. I was struggling to remain on my feet and keep quiet. My orgasm was so intense and nothing like a porno wank. This is what I missed after my break up: human pleasure. “Shit, man,” I moaned as I slumped against the cold concrete wall, cock twitching, “You suck a mean cock!” “Thanks,” the young man said, adding, “I love this cock and your cum tasted so sweet.” “Can we do this again?” I asked after pulling up my jeans. “You have my number,” He said, walking back to his car, “Anytime.” Back at home, I reflected on what had happened. My cock would not soften, and I thought about texting him again but refrained. The next day, I requested another blowie in the same location. He readily agreed but helpfully added his name, “James”. “Nice to meet you, James,” I replied, “I’m Jason.” After I came again in James’ mouth one evening, many weeks after making our meetings a regular event, he asked me if I was interested in doing something more. “What did you have in mind?” I asked. “Fucking,” He replied, wiping his brow of sweat, “Specifically me.” “You’ve done anal before?” James shook his head before saying he wanted to try it. “Why me?” I asked, curious but not wanting to turn an opportunity down. “I hear it’s a painful experience,” He said, “But I think your cock might be the perfect size to break me in.” “You’ve had no anal experience before?” “No cock,” James replied, “Fingered myself many times, and that’s a nice experience.” “And now, you want the real deal?” “Your cock, I think, will be perfect,” James said, “Plus, I love the taste of your come.” “Here’s another chance,” I said, dropping my jeans, “fucking you had gotten me hard again.” We arranged to meet up at his home. James still lived with his parents, but their absence coincided with the agreed date and time. I admit I was nervous as hell leading up to James’ anal deflowering, and I thought many times of backing out. I had never fucked a man before and never considered myself anything other than straight, but my run down the rabbit hole seemed to heal some pain of my breakup. On that day, my palms sweated, and my underarms leaked as I walked up the street to James’ parents’ home. There was CCTV on the front door as I rang the bell. “I’m surprised you made it,” James smiled as he answered the door, “I thought you would not bail.” He wore a t-shirt and tight-fitting briefs, which stirred my loins. “I would not miss this or the world,” I smiled as we hugged, “How long have we got?” “My sister due home,” He answered, looking at his watch, “In about an hour.” “Lead the way.” James grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to his bedroom. Inside, a sudden urge to embrace and kiss took hold of me, and it was like James had dreamed of this moment as he melted into me. As our tongues danced and our lips locked, I felt James’ cock press against me. After exchanging some pretty heavy petting, we undressed and stood naked, facing each other. Boner to boner. I stepped to James and touched his head; his skinny, hairless frame dropped to his knees. “Your cock looks better in the light,” He said as his nimble fingers took hold of the pulsating shaft. “Put your hands behind your back,” I demanded, “I want to pump your throat.” James instantly complied and looked deeply into my soul as my thick meat pumped his young mouth. Because he was kneeling on the carpet with his neck craned backwards, the angle allowed much deeper penetration than before, and my entire length surfed easily inside James’ mouth. We both realised that this method of deep-throating was new and revelatory. James continued to gag and spew the same copious amounts of saliva dripping from his chin onto the carpet. The tears that trickled down his chin were proof of his dedication and commitment to good cock sucking. “You keep that up,” I said, breathing hard, “And I seed your throat instead of your arse.” “I’m ready for you,” James coughed, spitting my spit-soaked cock from his mouth. “Okay,” I said paternally, “Lie on the bed.” James lay on the bed, and I pulled him to the edge. His skinny cock was rock hard and twitching madly. I was tempted to suck on him, but my overriding desire was to butt fuck him as he requested. As he spread his legs and pulled them back, I sensed his embarrassment at displaying such vulnerability. His desire was palpable, with deep breathing and red facial cheeks. I dropped to my knees, spread James far apart and began rimming his puckered brown-eye. He had prepared and was lovely and clean, tasting of Palmolive soap. His body writhed from the unexpected sensation of being rimmed. James felt my warm, wet tongue all over his O-ring, licking all around, licking the crack up and down. I then pushed my tongue deep into James’ starfish. It was a new sensation for him, and he liked it, moaning as I continued to push my tongue deep inside his virgin hole. When boiling over with sexual energy, I smacked James’ arse cheek several times and complimented him for having a fine-tasting bung. James seemed pleased and begged me to fuck him. I spat on my butthole several times. “Do you want me on all fours?” He asked. “No, this position is fine,” I smiled, “We get to watch each other this way.” I desperately wanted to see James’ reaction when I pin-cushioned his bowels a few minutes later. Grabbing my jeans, I reached into the pocket to remove a small tube of personal lubricant. I applied a generous dollop to my dried shaft, squatted and positioned the head of my cock against James’ spread hole. “You ready?” I asked as I pushed my cock closer to its goal. “Do it,” Replied James with some nervousness. James hissed as he felt my cock push up against his butthole. Then he felt more pressure as my hands grabbed his waist. My raging purple head popped in and started to make its way up James’ chocolate channel, second by second, millimetre-by-millimetre, very slow. The look on James’ declared this penetration was painful. I stopped, concerned by James’ countenance. I stopped penetrating his arse and pulled back slightly. He heaved a sigh of relief. I pressed further and pulled back. A change came over James as I gently fed his virgin arse a foreign object. As I kept pressing, I felt a relaxation of James’ butt muscle and experienced a sucking in of the remaining length. Maybe a minute had elapsed before I was balls deep. James’ chest was heaving mightily. “You okay?” I asked nervously. With his eyes firmly closed, his hands pulling his legs are far back as possible, he told me to fuck his young arse, even though he seemed to be experiencing ongoing pain. I started fucking James slowly at first, then picking up the pace as I felt his muscle reluctantly yield to the invasion. Each time I was balls deep, my pelvis bounced off his butt. I quickly established a rhythm, and James began pushing back, his balls slapping against my stomach. It was terrific when both of us started moaning in unison. Curiously though, while sodomising James, he paid no attention to his hard cock that bounced off his stomach, which each brutal instroke. On the few times, James opened his eyes to ask me whether I liked fucking his young arsehole. When I said yea, he encouraged me to fuck him harder, which I was happy to oblige. I began stroking his cock as well, and quickly it shot ropes of thick cum all over his stomach. “Fucking look at that,” I marvelled while holding a throbbing piece of deflating meat between my fingers. James thrashed wildly through a massive orgasm, and his arsehole bit savagely on my cock, sending me over the edge. James said later that a strange came over his face like I was in pain, and suddenly began shooting rivers of sperm deep into his rosette. He said my eruption felt warm in his hole, and his butt became infinitely more slick and slimy. Sweat poured down my body as my orgasm subsided, and I felt physically weak. I slumped on James as my cock began deflating. He hugged me close, and, in the fog of post-orgasmic bliss, he pecked me on the lips before pushing me aside. I lay on the bed recovering while he went to the bathroom. Several minutes later, he ordered me to get dressed and help him clean the room before his sister and parents returned. As I prepared to leave his home, James hugged me and said I was a hot fuck and wanted to explore more sexual fantasies together. How dark did you want to go, I asked. Dark came the response.

17 September 2023

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