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

27 September 2026

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

27 September 2026

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

26 September 2026

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

26 September 2026

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

26 September 2026

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

24 September 2026

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“Do you really think we should do this?” Christy whispered, her voice trembling slightly as her dark eyes searched mine for reassurance. Her petite frame was pressing lightly against me, her hands clutching the fabric of my shirt like she wasn’t sure whether to push me away or pull closer. I smiled softly, brushing a strand of her sleek blonde hair behind her ear. “You said you wanted to explore, didn’t you? We can stop anytime. Just tell me.” My voice was calm, soothing, but my heart was pounding. She was so innocent, so untouched, and yet here she was, letting me take the lead. She nodded, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. “Okay, I trust you.” Her words sent a surge of heat through me. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her cheek first, then trailing down to her neck. She shivered, her breath hitching as my mouth found the delicate curve of her shoulder. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my lips, and it only made me want more. When I finally met her lips, it was soft, tentative, just a gentle brush at first, but then she leaned into it, her lips parting slightly, and I deepened the kiss. Her hands loosened their grip on my shirt, sliding up to my shoulders as she kissed me back with a surprising intensity. My fingers traced the line of her jaw, then moved down to caress her hair. She was so soft, so warm. I could feel her body relaxing against mine,and it was intoxicating. My hand slid down her back, resting just above the curve of her hip before gently moving to her side. Through the thin fabric of her blouse, I could feel the swell of her small breast. She froze for a moment, her body tensing, and I pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss. “It’s okay,” I murmured, my voice low and reassuring.”We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.” Her eyes flickered with uncertainty, but then she shook her head, almost imperceptibly. “No, I want to keep going.” I smiled again, leaning in to kiss her once more. This time, my hand returned to her breast, my thumb brushing lightly over the fabric until I felt the hard peak of her nipple pressing against it. She gasped softly, her hips shifting ever so slightly against mine. :You’re so beautiful,” I whispered against her lips, my fingers circling her nipple slowly, teasingly. She let out a quiet moan, her breath warm against my skin. Encouraged, I gently squeezed, feeling her squirm in my arms as her body responded to my touch. My other hand slipped under her blouse, my fingertips grazing the smooth skin of her stomach before moving higher. She hesitated for a moment, but then she lifted her arms slightly, allowing me to pull the blouse up and over her head. Beneath it, she wore a simple white bra, the lace barely covering her breasts. “Can I?” I asked, my fingers hovering over the clasp at the front of her bra. She nodded, her breathing shallow, and I unhooked it easily, letting it fall away. Her breasts were perfect, nice and round, her nipples already hard and begging for attention. I leaned down, my lips closing around one while my hand cupped the other. She gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair as I teased her with my tongue, nibbling gently before moving to the other breast. Her hips bucked lightly, and I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. My hand slid down her side, tracing the curve of her waist before slipping under the hem of her skirt. She stiffened again, but I paused, my fingers resting lightly on her thigh. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” I murmured against her skin. She shook her head again, her voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t stop.” My fingers moved higher, creeping up the inside of her thigh until they brushed against the damp fabric of her panties. She was soaked, and I couldn’t help but groan at the feel of it. I pressed my palm against her, rubbing in slow circles as she moaned softly. “Can I take these off?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. She stared into my eyes for what felt like an eternity, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Finally, she nodded, and I could see the mixture of fear and anticipation in her gaze. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, tossing them aside. Her thighs parted slightly, inviting me in, and I didn’t hesitate. My mouth found her first, my tongue exploring the soft folds before flicking over her clit. She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets beneath us as I lapped at her hungrily. My fingers joined in soon after, sliding inside her with ease as she moaned louder, her hips lifting off the bed to meet my touch. “You feel so good,” I moaned against her skin, my tongue working in slow circles as I curled my fingers inside her. Her body tensed, her back arching as she gasped for air. Then she came apart completely, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her trembling. Her toes curled, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rode out the wave of pleasure. When it finally subsided, she collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving as she looked at me with wide, dazed eyes. “Was that?”she began, but I cut her off with a kiss. That was just the beginning, I thought to myself, hoping it wasn’t going to be too long before she would wrap those lips around my cock.

24 September 2026

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Poems A bottled note sent catches on line. Returning by wave cut free from twine. Two wash together new friends collide. Arousing feelings make swell upon tide. Her ocean roars spraying wet mist. Like celebration confetti thrown from fist. Sunlight sets over colours on water. As did confetti for someone’s daughter. And now honeymoon shapes a wake to ride. rimming the lip , re-entry down the divide. A message of man’s passion pumps towards shore. Mother of sand swallows but she wants more. Message adored makes white foam spray a breast like two soul in search of a rich pleasure chest. Light fades and words wash away, justs specs of confetti, a couple, a jetty, and nothing to say. End Beneath the moon’s unyielding silver stare, Two souls entwined in passion’s raw affair, A tempest brewed with breathless, frantic heat, Where eager flesh times two heartbeats to meet. Her body glistening, ripe with eager dew, A hard cock rising fierce and deeply true, Hot, wet desires pulsing vivid and bright, Big as devotion in the sweltering night. He pounds her deep with forceful grace, Rough hands slap ass in a heated chase Each thrust a drumbeat of relentless song, Screams shatter silence; loud and sharp and strong. Choking moments caught on gasping tongues’ play, Swilling whole cock in throated sway, Tonguing her ass with devouring fire, Gargling the heat of lust's fierce pyre. Anal pleasure blooms where boundaries break, She squirts alive for his hungry sake Dark thresholds crossed in endless delight, Drowning rivers flood, body’s dirty fight. Her lips wrap round his pillar of desire, Rough yet tender, a dance spun from fire On waves of moans their love’s re-entry climbs; . Their bodies chant the shore break rhymes. In celebration of flesh and flame entwined, Confidence born where two souls combined Desire carved deep into sacred skin; Satisfaction rich as night's own din. Beauty in chaos celebration raw, Passion’s symphony without a law— Love unleashed beneath the starlit dome, Together wild, together home. End

21 September 2026

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I am staying at my sons place after I was discharged from hospital after a fall and the sons mother in law stayed with me last Wednesday as my son and daughter in law had to go to Canberra for a friend of theres wedding this weekend and my sons mother in-law offered to stay with me and any way she had to rub ointment in to my hip and as we had had a sexual encounter last week I didn’t have a problem been naked and I had a shower to get a bit of heat into my hip and came out of the shower totally naked and as she said to me it looks like I AM excited and after she massage and rubbed the ointment into my hip she said she needed to take care of my stiffy and who was I to argue and she stripped off and as soon as I seen her hairy pussy I felt cum coming out and as soon as she seen that she said it’s not going to be wasted and put her mouth to work and after I gave her a month full of cum she said let’s see if I remember how to use my tongue on her hairy pussy and she sat on my face to make sure I got my tongue in as deep as possible and after she gave me a month full of her juices she started sucking on my cock and as soon as it was hard that didn't take long she sat on my cock and road me facing me so I could get to her nipples and gee they tasted fantastic and after I unloaded in side her she got off me and went and had a shower and asked me if I was going and join her I did and we had a good wash of each other and adjoin to the bed were we didn’t get much sleep and I can’t believe my luck the last couple of months sex wise and hopefully it we keep happening

20 September 2026

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It was mid October, I was killing time out the bush with my metal detector in search of gold, it was a quite warm afternoon when I spotted a car parked in a spot that looked like it shouldn’t have been there, so I thought I’d investigate as I got closer I noticed there were a couple in the car an there were going for it pretty hard, backseat doggy style, the lady looks up and noticed me from about 15 meters and smiled then the guy yelled out to come over, which I did, he told I was free to watch and come a bit closer if I wanted. I moved in closer and felt my cock was getting firm I started to rub it and adjust things in my pants, she then said take it out, needless to say I obliged and came right up to the open car door for her to take a good look, meanwhile old mate is still attending to here from behind. She asked me to undo up jeans and bring my now hard cock closer to her face so she could suck it I told her I’d be right and just wanked up until I blew my load, I said thanks for letting me watch, he asked if I would be out again and wanted to join in next time I said if I see you again maybe I would, then I went about my business. I never found any gold but did enjoy the surprise find.

20 September 2026

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I’ve thrown a few parties in my life. Many are those that simply occurred due to ‘normal’ life such as birthdays and holidays. Then there are those that are talked about for years and years later, You know, the memorable ones or the legendary ones. I like to think that I’ve thrown two such parties. The first was during sixth form (year 12) when my parents went on holiday. It was nearing the end of ‘our’ school year, and we were supposed to be studying for our HSC exams. That’s when I decided to have a party for most of my girlfriends from high school. Going to an all Catholic girls school in Newcastle back in the eighties was a bit repressive and not much fun. So, I photocopied some invites at Officeworks and made a few mixed tapes weeks in advance, all on the sly. I probably would have gotten away with it had the neighbours not dobbed me in because their Alsatian didn’t like the sausages that Sally kicked threw over the fence. It also didn’t help that someone spilled their Malibu and milk on the lounge carpet and I couldn’t get the stench out. Also, Margaret had climbed out of my upstairs bedroom window onto the carport roof to squat and pee onto the garden below. Why, because a couple of girls were fingering each other in the bathroom, and clearly her walking downstairs was too inconvenient. The second party was during my last year at Teachers College. Again at my parents home but this time with their knowledge and approval. Twenty to thirty or so people; maybe more due to some girls bringing guests and my parents insisting I invite the neighbours this time, all squeezed into a large detached suburban house and garden. The parents and other ‘older’ folk just chilling on the sofa swapping boring stories over a few cans or some Clayton's and milk. Meanwhile us younger folk danced away to some loud music and drank heavier spirits that several guests had smuggled in. Katrina was my best friend, from our early school days to now. Our parents had been friends from before we were born. Katrina exhibited a bunch of features that made boys (and men) look more than twice. Shoulder length dark hair and a curvy behind that filled her jeans nicely. In fact, curvy everywhere under the low-cut or tight fitting T-shirts she favoured that highlighted her ample sized breasts. She was gorgeous in her own way, though always resented the fact that boys were more focused on me. Obviously the boys our own age were too inexperienced or too nervous to think they stood a chance with her. That’s when I noticed John, Katrina’s date. He was older and seemed more mature than all the boys I had known. I didn’t notice at the time that I fancied him. He had a nice car (Brock Commodore V8) and I laughed at his crap jokes and had an impish grin when he teased me for being a good ‘Catholic’ girl. To Katrina’s frustration, he spent most of the night talking to me. I was a naive eighteen-year-old with no real experience with men. Besides, Katrina had mentioned he was her boyfriend, so as far as I figured, he was off-limits. Friend zone material. Just for the record, six months earlier, she had slept with my boyfriend Martin behind my back. I forgave her because I didn’t really blame her. I guess he had gotten too frustrated with me only letting him grope my breasts and finger my pussy. I had only stroked his penis through his trousers and definitely refused to let him take it out and put it in my mouth. Anyway, that was in the past and Katrina and I had resolved our differences, without me thrusting several kitchen knives into her back. So, did I end up thinking about John after the party? Yes, did I imagine him naked in my bed with me, instead of Katrina while I masturbated alone that night? Fine, okay, yes I did. Hey, I didn’t say I was a ‘good’ Catholic girl. Remember the party? Well it was raunchy and loud. It was the sort of event where nobody would believe the things that happened when they were remembered weeks, months, years later. Like when I wandered down the hall towards the lounge and was startled by someone hitting the floor of the alcove by the stairs with an almighty crunch. Turns out some silly bastard had found some string, and egged on by his mates, decided he could tie it to his ankle and use it to bungee off the landing over the banister. Except he’d cut too much and found the floor first. How he avoided not ending up in the John Hunter Hospital, I have no idea. Probably the vacuum cleaner broke his fall. It never did work properly after that night. Like I said, it was a crazy party, and I did get drunk. Very, very, very drunk. It was late when I sauntered into the back garden, illuminated only by the house lights blazing from where the music thumped. Martin, Sally, Katrina and Jon were there. It must have been shot o’clock because Martin had opened a bottle of Tequila and was pouring it into three outstretched plastic tumblers without much regard for volume. John beckoned me over, grabbed a tumbler off the table with the leftover barbecue food on it, and held it out to me. No doubt mesmerized by the bulge in his trousers, I took it and Martin poured. Standing there, drinks in the middle, glasses touching, Martin declared, “Down the hatch,” and we all chugged. The tumblers clinked together again and he sloshed another healthy slug of alcohol into them. With a collective, rising, “Woo,” we lifted the glasses, chugged again and swallowed. It fucking burned, I remember that. Not tequila heat. Sharper, rougher, like someone deep throated me with a chainsaw. I screwed my eyes shut, winced and shook my head as if that would somehow dissipate the fire. It didn’t. Part of me knew this was stupid, but a greater part of me didn’t want to wuss out in front of Martin and Katrina, and I definitely wanted to impress John. Hey, most of us were young and dumb and full of piss, while others were full of cum. I guess I tried to stumble back inside and I remember John catching up with me, and grabbing my waist. I think I tried to have a conversation, but I remember him laughing and to this day I don’t remember what I said, or couldn’t say, that he found funny. Soon enough, the word “bed” filtered through the alcoholic fuzz, and that sounded like a good idea. I let him lead me inside, through the living room, dodging loud conversations, threading past people up the stairs, onto the landing where someone I didn’t know was still trying to undo the string from the banister. He asked which was my room. I pointed and he opened the door. Two people were on my bed. He had one hand up her top and the other between her legs, and she was moaning. They suddenly stopped and got up. I think I apologized, which was ludicrous given it was my room and my bed they were on. Don’t ask me what happened next, as all I can remember was my mother tucking me in and leaving a bucket next to the bed. The next day I was completely hung over. The night before was a complete write-off and I only recall snatches of it. The coldness of the bathroom tiles on my knees compared to the fire in my throat as I hurled into the toilet bowl. The freezing tiles on my back as I sat there between bouts of retching in just my lacy G-string, cradling my legs while my mother held back my hair or dabbed a cool flannel on my face. My mum and I talked, but I don’t recall a word either of us said. We might have been there for hours until the nausea subsided, but it could have been less. Or more. Time was irrelevant, she took care of me. The next thing I remember is groggily waking on my bed, the sun warming my back. Mum was gone, me still in my G-string and no top on, I tiptoed over to my draws, pulled out a more modest pair of panties and a bra, and then staggered to the shower. I was a nervous wreck throughout the next few days, worrying if I’d blurted out to mum why I had been wearing a G-string and no bra the night before. I really hoped that I hadn’t told her that it was because I wanted to make it easier for someone to access my pussy. I guess I wasn’t such a good Catholic girl after all.

17 September 2026

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I had a fall and a couple of days in hospital as I hurt my right hip and they told me I can’t go home to be on my own so my son said I can’t go home and I was staying at his place till the DRS give me the ok to be on my own and the daughter inlaw got a call into work and her mother came over and stayed at there place with me to make sure I rested and I was saying I needed a pain killer and I had that and she said she would massage my hip so I stripped down to my undies and while she was leaving over to massage my hip I got caught having a good look at her double D boobs and she said it looks like I liked what I was looking at and I looked down to see I had a stiffey and she said it was a shame to keep it covered up and next thing she’s taking her top and bra off and I said it not fair that I had nothing on down below so she stepped out of her dress and panties and there before me was one hairy pussy and she went back to massage my hip and brushing her hands over my cock and next thing I know I had some pre cum leaking and next thing she took it in her mouth and gee she was good as I don’t blow as quickly as I did and after I gave her a month full she said it was my turn and she sat on my face and put my tongue to work and after a couple of minutes she said to open wide and shit she gave me a month full and she went back to massaging my hip and my old fella got hard again and she got on top of me and rode me stuff the pain I was in and what seem like for ever I said I was coming and she told me to wait as she was coming as well her daughter rang and asked if I was resting she told her I was in bed resting I wouldn’t call it resting but if that’s resting I can’t wait to have her massaging my hip again

16 September 2026

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She was 53, listed as “single, open to fun, no games.” Her photos showed a woman who took care of herself—soft blonde hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, fair skin, dark lashes framing expressive eyes, and a full, soft mouth that looked like it knew how to smile and how to beg. We matched on a quiet Sunday evening. The messages started light, then turned honest fast. She liked that I didn’t pretend to be younger or cooler than I was. By Wednesday morning we were trading photos of coffee cups and dirty jokes. At 11:17 a.m. she sent: Sunny Wednesday. My place. 4:00. Door’s unlocked if you’re late. Don’t be late. I wasn’t. The apartment was on the third floor of a quiet brick building. Afternoon light poured through the hallway windows. I knocked once. The door opened almost immediately. She stood there in a deep emerald silk robe that clung to her hips and breasts. The belt was loosely tied. Black lace and thin straps peeked at the neckline. Tall black knee-high boots with a modest heel framed her calves. Her blonde hair was pulled back into that same loose ponytail, a few soft strands framing her face, and she smelled like warm skin and something citrusy. Her eyes met mine directly, dark lashes lowering just a fraction as she looked me over. “Hi,” she said, voice low. “You’re on time.” I stepped inside. The door clicked shut behind me. She didn’t move. She just looked at me for a long second, then took my hand and led me to the wide, low couch by the window. Sunlight striped the cushions. She turned, put both hands on my chest, and shoved—not hard, but decisive. I sat. She climbed onto my lap, knees on either side of my thighs, the silk robe sliding open as she settled her weight on me. She didn’t kiss me right away. She rolled her hips once, slow, letting me feel the heat of her through the thin barrier of my jeans and her lingerie. Then she leaned in and kissed me the way someone kisses when they already know they’re going to get what they want—patient, thorough, tongue sliding against mine, teeth grazing my lower lip. I could feel her breathing change. Her hands went to the belt of the robe. One tug and the silk fell open. The lingerie was pure black and deliberately revealing. A strappy bra with thin bands that framed and lifted her full breasts, small gold hardware glinting at the centre. Matching high-cut panties sat low on her hips. A wide lace garter belt cinched her waist, with delicate straps running down to hold sheer black stockings that had a clear seam running up the back of each leg. The tall black boots stayed on, the tops of them just below the lace bands of the stockings. She rolled her hips again, grinding the already-damp crotch of those panties against the hard line of my cock. The friction was deliberate—long, slow strokes that made her breath hitch every time the seam of the lace dragged over her clit. “Feel that?” she murmured against my mouth. “I’ve been thinking about this since last night.” I put my hands on her ass, guiding the grind, keeping it slow. She tried to speed up. I held her hips and forced the pace back down. She made a soft, frustrated sound and kissed me harder. We stayed like that for a long time—her grinding, me controlling the pressure, the wet heat of her soaking through denim until my cock was aching. Every time her breathing got sharp and her thighs started to shake, I eased the pressure, made her circle instead of press. She cursed under her breath, her ponytail shifting as she moved. “Please… just a little harder—” I didn’t. I kept her right on the edge, rocking her against me until she was trembling and the front of my jeans was a dark, wet patch. Only then did I lift her off my lap and lay her back on the couch. I knelt between her legs, hooked my fingers in the sides of the black panties, and peeled them down over the garter straps, stockings and boots. She was shaved smooth except for a neat strip, and already glistening. I spread her open with my thumbs and licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. She arched hard. I did it again, then settled in—flat tongue, steady pressure, circling her clit without ever giving her the direct suction she was chasing. Every time her hips lifted and her hand came down to push my head closer, I pulled back just enough. I slid two fingers inside her, curled them, stroked that spot that made her thighs clamp around my ears, but the moment her walls started fluttering I slowed everything down. Licked softer. Fingers still. She was dripping down my chin, gasping, begging. Her dark lashes fluttered as she looked down at me. “Please—fuck—don’t stop, I’m so close—” I stopped completely. Sat back on my heels and watched her. Her chest heaved. The strappy black bra still framed her breasts; her nipples strained against the thin fabric. Soft blonde strands had come loose from the ponytail around her flushed face. The lace of the garter belt sat snug against her soft stomach. She reached between her legs and I caught her wrist. “Not yet.” I stood, stripped, then pulled her up and turned her around. Bent her over the arm of the couch so her boots stayed planted on the floor and her ass was high. The seams of the stockings ran straight up the backs of her thighs. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slick folds, coating myself, then pushed in slow. She was tight and soaked and burning hot. I bottomed out and stayed there, grinding in tiny circles, feeling her clench around me. When I started thrusting it was deep and measured—long strokes that dragged over every sensitive place inside her. Her hands fisted the cushions. She tried to push back harder, to take me faster. I held her hips and kept the rhythm cruelly steady. Every time her voice climbed and her body went tight, I stopped moving. Just stayed buried inside her while she trembled and swore and begged. “Please let me come. Please. I’ve been good—” I pulled out completely. Turned her around, sat on the couch, and pulled her onto my lap facing me again. She sank down with a broken moan, taking every inch. I held her by the waist and made her ride me slow—up until only the head remained, then down in a controlled slide. The boots framed my hips. The garter straps dug lightly into her soft thighs. Her full breasts moved within the strappy black bra until I reached up, unhooked it, and tossed it aside. I sucked one nipple into my mouth while she rode, tongue flicking, teeth grazing. Her head fell back, the ponytail swinging, more blonde strands coming free. Her hands tangled in my hair. Those dark lashes lowered as pleasure tightened her face. Again I felt her start to peak—walls fluttering, thighs shaking, breath coming in high, desperate sounds. I locked my arms around her and held her still, fully seated, not allowing even the smallest movement. “No—god—please—” I waited until the tension eased, then started again. We shifted positions over the next stretch of time: her on her back with her legs over my shoulders, boots in the air, the seams of the stockings running up the backs of her legs as I folded her nearly in half and fucked her deep and slow; then on her side, one knee drawn up, me spooned behind her, one hand on her clit, rubbing in tight circles while I thrust shallow and controlled, the lace garter belt still snug around her waist; then on all fours on the rug in the patch of sunlight, me behind her, one hand fisted in her blonde ponytail, the other spanning her hip, keeping every stroke measured while the straps of the garter belt shifted against her skin. Each time she climbed toward orgasm I pulled her back from the edge—stopped moving, pulled out, or simply held her still until the urgency faded enough to start over. Her begging grew ragged. Tears stood in her eyes more than once, dark lashes wet. She was soaked, trembling, her body shiny with sweat. The black stockings were slightly twisted. The boots stayed on. Every time she whispered or sobbed “please, please let me come, I’ll do anything,” I kissed her or bit her shoulder or simply shook my head and started the slow build again. After what felt like a full hour of this—her voice hoarse, her thighs shaking constantly, her cunt so sensitive that even the lightest touch made her jump—I finally settled her on her back on the couch again. I pushed her knees wide, settled between them, and slid back inside her in one long thrust. This time I didn’t stop. I fucked her with deep, steady strokes, my thumb circling her clit in firm, wet pressure. Her eyes flew open. She grabbed my shoulders hard enough to leave marks. “Yes—please—don’t stop this time—” I leaned down, mouth against her ear. “Come for me.” The permission broke her. Her whole body arched, a raw cry tearing out of her throat as she came hard around my cock—clenching, pulsing, flooding me. I kept thrusting through it, kept my thumb moving, dragged the orgasm out until she was sobbing and shaking and trying to twist away from the intensity. Only when the last waves finally eased did I let myself go, burying myself deep and coming inside her with a low groan. We stayed like that for a long time afterward, still joined, her boots hooked loosely around my calves, the late afternoon sun painting both of us gold. Her pulse hammered under my palm. Soft blonde strands clung to her damp cheeks, the ponytail half-undone. The lace of the garter belt was still in place, slightly askew. She turned her head and kissed the corner of my mouth, soft and spent, those dark lashes lowering as she looked at me. “Next time,” she whispered, “you’re not allowed to be this mean.” I smiled against her skin. “We’ll see.

14 September 2026

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I knocked on the door of the designated motel room, I was greeted by a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a leather mini skirt and low cut blouse, her breasts barely being restrained by the blouse. My heart was racing and I felt a twinge of excitement in my cock. It wasn't my first time with a shemale but every time I get the same twinge. I was shown the shower and instructed to wash thoroughly as "she was in control now" she told me. I returned to the loungeroom area dressed only in a bathrobe, I could feel my cock growing and rubbing against the robe. Angela was now down to her thigh boots and lingerie with an assortment of whips, paddles and various restraints laid on the lounge. Wasn't long before she demanded me to ditch the robe and get on my knees, I obeyed of course, she stood in front of me, I licked her boots all the way to her crotch, I caught a glimpse of her she cock, I had to hold myself back, when she finished playing with me she said "you can taste my cock" my cock was now rock hard and my balls were tight. She than took to my arse with the riding crock, gently at first but the more she saw how much I liked it, the harder she used it once me. After more whipping she produced some lube for my now ready hole, one finger than 2 and finally 3 were in my hole, it felt sensational but the best was yet to come. Now it was my turn, she removed her cock from her panties, wow! beautiful 7" cut and shaved, she slowly had me take it in my mouth until I could feel it on the back of my throat, 69 position with her on top, I hoped I wouldn't cum yet, her cock tasted beautiful and she gave me the best head job I've ever had. Now she had me on my knees again and slapped my arse with her hand and slowly teased my ring with her cock, each time I backed onto her hopefully showing I was eager to receive her, she took my hint and slowly entered me while she also held my cock and balls firmly. Slowly at first she used my arse but as I kept pushing back her thrusts became stronger and harder. I was in heaven. She than rode me cowboy style, god I love seeing a cock and tits bouncing while mine is being ridden. She than dismounted and proceeded to masturbate me while I sucked her cock with eager delight once again, I shot my load, so much cum, I felt her cock nearly ready to cum, at the last second she pulled it out and ropes of her cum spattered my face. It was absolutely amazing. Now I'm hooked on she-males.

13 September 2026

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We had been chatting to Richard and Gloria from the site for several days before we finally arranged to meet up. Christy and I met them at the Kent Hotel on the weekend to share a meal and a few drinks. They appeared to be extremely welcoming and after dinner travelled to their home. We arrived at their home and were escorted to the lounge room. There was a bar and a large L-shaped sofa. Richard put some music on and made some drinks, while the girls started to dance. They were both wearing short dresses that showed off their bodies as they put on a show for us with their seductive moves. It ended up with the girls snuggling together as their bodies pressed against each other before giggling and then returning and sitting next to us, Gloria next to her husband and Christy next to me. They then placed their hands on the erections that they had caused. The atmosphere was friendly and relaxed and we chatted as we continued to drink and get cosy on the sofa. It wasn’t long before we were all getting down to some heavy kissing and fondling . As Christy and I kissed, her hand was rubbing my cock through my trousers while I had my hand beneath her short skirt, massaging her pussy through the lacy front of her panties. I frequently looked over to our hosts and observed they were similarly engaged and by this time Gloria had released her man’s hard cock and was busy sucking him off. It was a big turn on to be so close to another couple, and Christy must have sensed my arousal as she looked up to follow my gaze and smiled approvingly. Apparently this was all the encouragement she needed to release my own cock and slide down to take it into her mouth. Richard and I made eye contact at that point and we both smiled in acknowledgement of what lucky guys we were. My attention at this time was split between seeing my beautiful wife skilfully pleasuring my cock and watching our new friends as they enjoyed themselves too. Gloria was now on her knees on the floor as she sucked Richard’s cock and I noticed that her bare ass was now exposed. I had a good look at her gorgeous ass before noticing that her husband was doing the same to Christy, whose dress had also ridden up to expose her perfect behind. At this point Gloria stopped for a drink, prompting Christy to do the same before they both stood and walked towards each other. They kissed once again and I felt a massive jolt of arousal as I noticed Gloria briefly run her fingers beneath the hem of Christy’s dress, caressing the soft warm flesh at the top of her thigh. The girls then broke their embrace and each moved to swap places, taking up positions on their knees before each other’s partner. Richard and I once again exchanged looks of approval as the girls reached for each of our erections. As Gloria took my cock in her hand and guided it into her mouth, she locked her eyes on mine and I felt a surge of blood to my penis as felt her tongue teasing my shaft. At the same time I looked towards the other end of the sofa and saw Christy just as she placed her lips around the head of Richards’s cock and into her mouth too. It was such an intense experience seeing my beautiful wife sucking another man’s cock and I felt more blood surging into my cock as I became even more aroused. Gloria gave an awesome blow job and it felt amazing to feel her soft lips and tongue running up and down along my shaft and as I continued to watch Christy pleasuring Richard. It was clear he was similarly impressed with her oral skills. I felt Gloria release me from her mouth. She stood up and kissed me briefly before moving along the sofa towards Christy and Richard. She placed her hand on Christy’s ass, which was once again exposed to reveal her black G-String between her perfect ass cheeks. I watched as Gloria reached down to Christy’s crotch and begin rubbing her thee. I couldn’t take my eyes off Christy as she looked up and Gloria leaned in to kiss her. They continued to kiss as they leaned back in to place their mouths around Richard’s big cock. He looked over to me and looked extremely happy to have the attention of two beautiful women. However, this was only a brief distraction until Gloria began kissing Christy more and began pushing her back onto the sofa, I watched Christy intently, knowing this was her first experience with another woman and anxious to see how she’d react. She made eye contact with me very briefly as Gloria removed her black G-string before she closed her eyes. She bit her bottom lip as Gloria placed her mouth on her pussy and began to work her tongue between Christy’s lips. I don’t think I had ever been as turned on as I was seeing Christy responding to Gloria eating her out, and I couldn’t help but rub my cock as I took in the spectacle. Looking past the girls for a second, I wasn’t surprised to see Richard doing the same. This went on for the next ten minutes as I watched Christy writhe in ecstasy and moan softly, arching her back in response to Gloria’s fingers and tongue. Then I watched as Gloria came up for air and moved up to kiss Christy passionately. Christy pulled her in close that left no doubt that she had enjoyed the experience. As the kiss concluded I saw Richard moving in to kiss his wife and I knew he was keen to taste my wife’s juices on his wife’s lips. Christy looked at me contently as the other couple kissed and reached out her hand for me, so I shuffled along the sofa until I was close enough to hold her hand. She smiled at me before turning back to look at Richard and Gloria, who stopped kissing and looked at us both. At this point Gloria returned her attention to me and moved to kiss me as I saw Richard moving in to kiss Christy too before positioning himself on the floor on his knees before her, giving himself a perfect view of her pussy. Christy and I made eye contact as Richard moved in to taste her for the first time. Her eyes closed and it was clear she was enjoying the feel of another tongue exploring her. I found myself extremely turned on as I witnessed her being pleasured by another man. At the same time I was enjoying the feeling of his wife’s hand stroking my cock. I reached my hand between her thighs and found easy access to her very wet pussy. She responded enthusiastically as my fingers slid between her lips and around her clit. As I did this, I was watching Christy losing herself again as her delicious pussy was once again devoured. As I continued to play with his wife’s pussy, I saw Richard look at us before rising up to kiss Christy on the mouth. I saw my wife look slightly hesitant and flash a glance at me but I squeezed her hand reassuringly, which apparently gave her the comfort to continue and she kissed Richard back. This was the signal he clearly needed and I felt myself utterly overwhelmed with arousal as he reached down and began to rub the tip of his big cock against her pussy. I was fixated on Christy’s expression as Richard began to slowly push his big cock inside her and she turned briefly t look at me again. I could see from the look she gave that it felt good, but I flt her hand squeezing mine tightly and pulling me closer so I leaned in and she kissed my hand. I felt her tense as Richard pushed deeper inside her and she let out a gasp as he thrust the last couple of ‘extra’ inches into her. I pulled back slightly as began to fuck her slowly and watched as Christy began to relax into it. Her hand released mine and she reached to stroke her hands down Richard’s back. Meanwhile, I turned back to Gloria who was smiling at me again. She moved closer and pushed me back onto the sofa, my hard cock standing proudly before her. I had a good view down the sofa, to where my wife was being fucked by Gloria’s husband as Gloria turned and swung a leg over me to position her pussy over my face and her face over my crotch. I felt her take me into her mouth again as I grabbed her ass and began licking her pussy. She was very juicy and clearly very turned on as she pressed herself against me, forcing my tongue deeper into her. I devoured her pussy greedily, my tongue probing between her lips and teasing around her clit before moving my attention to her asshole. I had a thing for rimming but Christy wasn’t to that, anyway, I had been lusting after Gloria’s pretty hole since I first saw photos of it. I placed my hands on her buttocks and spread them to reveal her puckered opening and probe inside her. Judging from the noises she was making, Gloria was enjoying the attention and stopped sucking me briefly to look back over her shoulder at me and then she told me she wanted my hard cock inside her. I didn’t take any convincing and we began to reposition ourselves. As we did I watched as she leaned over to kiss Richard as he continued to fuck Christy. I had an awesome view of his thick long cock sliding in and out of her, and she looked over at me with a contented smile before Gloria returned to position herself on all fours in front of me. Richard and Christy were both watching as I took hold of my cock and guided it into Gloria’s juicy pussy. It felt incredible and I grabbed hold of her hips as I began to slide myself in and out of her. I was watching Christy and Richard still as I fucked Gloria; their fucking had become more intense as he thrust harder into her and squeezed her hard nipples. Christy was obviously loving how he fucked her and I could see her grabbing his ass and digging her nails into his cheeks. I watched as he leaned in to kiss her hard, making Christy moan as he did. This was such an intense turn on and it had me thrusting even harder into Gloria, who was also moaning by this stage. The air was filled with the sound of our cocks slamming into juicy pussies and moans of pleasure as we all began to reach our climaxes. I watched as Christy lost herself in orgasm as Richard filled her with his hot thick cum. Such an incredible horny sight, seeing my beautiful wife cumming on another guy’s cock and it tipped me over the edge as I pounded Gloria’s delicious pussy with everything I had, shooting my own cum deep into her as she pushed herself hard back onto me. We were all silent after the intense climax and I saw Richard and Christy snogging. Gloria also turned and we kissed too, her gorgeous lips on mine and our tongues lazily probing each other’s mouths. After a couple of minutes we all stopped for a drink and chatted; the atmosphere was great as we all sat naked and relaxed. I held Christy tight and we kissed passionately, my hands exploring her sweat-drenched body, and I was already getting hard again.

12 September 2026

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As she lay scantily clad in her blue crotchless panties, Kira’s auburn hair shining radiantly, her relaxed body taking in the warmth of the afternoon sun’s rays, as it peeked through the branches of the gum tree sprawled across our front lawn. Our bedroom facing the street, tempting to prying eyes, I thought it best to draw the curtains. As I gently approached the window hoping not to stir her, I glanced back towards the bed noticing Kira’s body was gently writhing, her breasts rising & falling with each breath. Her nipples hard & fully erect, I stopped dead in my tracks, captivated by her radiance, & the picturesque view that lay before me, I chanced the prying eyes & positioned myself at the foot of bed. As the bed compressed as I gently lowered myself, Kira stirs ever so slightly, with ease she slides her left leg to the side, exposing for all to see her moist vagina as evident by her natural juices slowly dripping down her inner thigh. Taking this as an invitation to pleasure Kira, I gently, place my hand around her right ankle & caress her lower leg. Taking the opportunity, I wet my lips & proceeded to slip her big toe in my mouth tenderly working my tongue around its base & nurturing it, as if I was worshipping her clitoris. After a minute or two, Kira moved her body in a motion beckoning me to continuing pleasuring her. With a smile & my penis now starting to stretch my jocks as it hardened, I gently slid my hand up her inner thigh with my moist lips softly following giving her inner thigh tender kisses. As I repositioned myself to come back down Kira’s left leg, I blew warm air on her vulva & flicked her clitoris ever so firmly with my tongue, she twitched & I caught a glimpse of her smile bringing warmth to my heart. Ensuring that Kira’s left leg was not abandoned I proceeded to give it the same attention as her right leg. Positioning myself in a kneeling position, Kira’s legs now fully spread, I lightly ran my fingernails simultaneously in a slow methodical way up & down her inner thighs. Kira beckoned me closer with her outstretched arms, pleading with me to eat her. Knowing too well that being invited to pleasure Kira’s inner sanctum by way of cunninglingus is one of a privilege & great joys that I relish! Lowering my head, I gently alternated kissing Kira’s vulva & blowing warm air on her clitoris, joined by the occasional flick of my tongue, to be met with Kira twitching with each flick. As I slowly worked my tongue & lips both around Kira’s outer lips, I proceeded to work my tongue, at first darting in & out gently at first, then as Kira’s breath became shorter & deeper, I started to build to a crescendo only to be met with my head being pulled in closer by Kira, knowing full well that her levels of arousal were increasing with each lap of my tongue. Kira now fully awake, breasts now heaving, shortness of breath intensifying, I now feel slight tremors in Kira’s body & pressure around my head escalating as Kira’s thighs squeezed harder & harder, then as I thought I was about to blackout, Kira fell back on the bed, thighs instantly releasing, her body now in the throes of thrashing about the bed. Kira’s body shuddering as she orgasmed for what seemed like an eternity, to stop dead in her tracks, as her body fully relaxed, her breathing slowly returning to normality & a smile to die for. Repositioning Kira on the bed enabling me to slide up the bed beside her, fully embraced, with a soft kiss transitioning to a deep passionate kiss, sharing the beautiful taste of Kira’s juices with her, culminating with a whisper… thank you & I love you from Kira & with one last kiss returning the same sentiments. Kira now nestled into the warmth of my body as I spooned her, our eyes closing to enjoy the warmth of the afternoon sun once more

11 September 2026

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Blindfolded How did she get here? Blindfolded, naked except for six-inch black heels and handcuffed. The anxiety spread through her like a wave of shadow. When it reached the warmth in her hips, memory transmuted it into excitement. She was here because she chose to be. She took a breath. The smell of rubber, leather and dampness was the perfume of sex, her own or someone else? Crowd sounds. Her best girlfriend couldn't imagine anyone trusting another enough to play a game like this. Occasionally she worried too, then she'd feel his hands, look into his eyes, hear his voice, and she would melt. When she was seen with him, her other girlfriends and even strangers looked at them quizzically. Her smile said she was happy, and that confused them because she was gorgeous and he was soft, kind, but rather plain, maybe a little too loud. The girls wanted to know what it was about him; she'd always answer enigmatically. She liked the mystery. She wanted to keep him as secret as the games they played. She jumped. She'd got lost in her thoughts. He liked that; he'd leave her alone for a while, then randomly touch her. She would never know what kind of sensation he'd touch with next – gentleness, sharpness, pain, deeply massaging a pressure point, a warm breath blowing at the back of her neck. This time, it seemed as if someone had accidentally bumped into her. She could hear the voices of the party around her. It intensified the weird feelings she had about being naked in what sounded like a crowded party without knowing where she was or who was there. She hoped he wouldn't spoil it by taking the blindfold off before they got home. She didn't want to know. She felt safe in the darkness, as if her not seeing them meant they couldn't see her, or at least recognise her. Some voices sounded familiar, but she didn't want to know. He was so amazing. When they first arrived, he played her into a heightened sensitivity that let her feel people's presence as they walked past without touching her. Occasionally she'd hear people start to talk about her as if she was an object to admire, then they'd suddenly stop. She knew he was there, protecting her, controlling the game, because she would recognise the low buzz of his voice, even with the music and the loud conversations all around her. It gave her the feeling of comfort, the feeling that everything happening was under his control. After what seemed like an eternity, she heard and felt him whisper. The hot breath and the gentle touch of his lips distracted her so much she almost didn't hear what he said. But then the words penetrated, as if they'd reached down and taken control of the muscles inside her and started them pulsing. Her back tensed, projecting her breasts forward. He didn't touch her, yet she could feel him like a trickle running down her back. She knew from previous experiences that his hand was about two or three centimetres from her. It was more powerful than a touch because it felt like it was inside her. She'd read his writing, she'd read other stuff about healing and energy and spirit, and it had seemed like a fantasy, romantic clap-trap, that she wished was real. Her powerful sceptical intellect, her doubtful inner protector, had thought it a nice idea but… then he'd seem to prove it to her, but… it could have been delusion, some kind of hypnosis, but… it didn't matter. The intensity of the experiences cut off her wandering, dissociated mind with full-bodied experiences that made even her masturbation pale. Did he realise how hard it was to give herself the way she did? He seemed to. He made her re-affirm it to the point where it was sometimes distracting. It made him human, those moments of insecurity, or was it just humility, or was it part of the game; because the more she heard herself committing, the further she would be willing to go. The more aware she was of her control, her choice, the more trust she felt in herself, the greater the release she could allow. She was rolling her hips in a way that intensified the pulses she was doing inside. If he'd let her think about the fact that she had an audience, she'd have realised how erotic this sitting belly dance was. The music and voices fell away. Had they stopped to watch her? Or was it that cone of silence he seemed to be able to create by getting her so focused on her body and him together? "Stand up." She couldn't ignore anything he said at this point. Standing took away the sense of support, of hiding that sitting gave her. The cooling nakedness of her backside and legs, the imbalance of trusting her body to keep her upright without eyesight as a reference, the fact that he'd said to flex her internal muscles so that it felt like she was being lifted by her "cunt" through her spine all leapt her to a much deeper state, a higher state of intensity. Even the fact that he used that word, so crude, so forbidden, so intense, it entered her almost physically. It made her wonder if he was going to fuck her… here in public. She liked the idea – porn star. But he didn't do that much. He'd taken her all these places because the games didn't let her take the familiar route to pleasure. It was part of his control. He asked a lot of her, more concentration than she'd ever given anything, but he made it easy because she didn't want to miss out on what would happen next. It was basic behaviourism. If she paid attention, the rewards were serious. It wasn't an orgasm; it was more and yet less. There wasn't really a word or words to describe it, maybe poetry? Orgasm was an active event: muscles tensing on the outside and inside, and inside, a kind of wave of emptiness that sometimes seemed like liquid rainbows. This experience had the internal aspects of orgasm that filled her up, so that nothing outside existed. It was both passive and active. She followed him, yet was always in charge, actively participating and creating more than in the simplicity of orgasm. She knew orgasms. She made them. She'd discovered them for herself. This was something he'd shown her, yet she had control but didn't feel it. Free will. A serious philosophical problem she couldn't think about right then. And when she did later, it was like trying to stretch her brain past its natural limits. When he talked about it, it made sense, and yet he'd stop, confused, searching... words, concepts, metaphors. He would bow his head in frustration. He'd talk about the way surfers can't control a wave but can do a lot with it. He told her to move her feet wider, and tilt her hips so that her privates were facing towards the front. She knew this position; he used it a lot. She settled herself for a familiar experience. He would touch her gently at first with his hands and some other soft stuff – feathers maybe, or suede, fur, silk – then the intensity would build 'til it was painful, but not pain like the people thought, rather the pain of too much pleasure. When you build up that internal aspect of orgasm without letting it free, all kinds of things happen. New things, old emotions and sensations took on new meanings. Suddenly he went in an unexpected direction. He ordered her to kneel. Again, keeping her balance was a challenge. He said: "Not good enough." He came over to her and whispered: "Be graceful… feel your back, then use your cunt again… stand up!" This time she stood up gracefully. "Kneel down!" She was confused about how flexing her internal muscles could help her kneel gracefully, especially with the heels she was wearing. She stumbled. She wanted so much to get it right. She felt a pang of anger because he was forcing her to do something so stupid. He ordered her to do it again. This time, her anger got her up and got her down. He repeated this a few times until she was proud of doing it right, and she felt herself releasing to him again. This simple action, requiring so much concentration, had her inside herself again, feeling the internal muscles sending pulses up through her; it had turned from an irritating nothing into an erotic ballet. He seemed to know when she didn't flex them and would remind her. As the excitement built, it was becoming so simple it felt like a force outside herself was lifting her. Then something touched her from behind. The sensation exploded through her. It was not where his voice was coming from. Distracted, she fell forward into his arms. He held her in a tight embrace. She felt large breasts and a large body, the texture of a leather corset, hugging her from behind, and the hand covered in the disguise of rubber entering her. She moaned. She released into the embrace almost like a faint. Suddenly, tears and a howling moan came from nowhere. Normally there's a geography to feelings, a place of origin and a pathway, but this came out of her like a lost child finally finding her parents. They held her. She emptied herself into them. They held her for a long time after she'd stopped making any sounds, after her breathing had calmed, after she had settled, until she asked for them to release her. She asked him if she could take off the blindfold. He said it was up to her. She looked around, embarrassed, makeup smeared, eyes red. "Can we go home?" She said quietly. He uncuffed her, put her overcoat around her shoulders and headed for the door. As they reached it, a man came up. "Did you have fun?" He asked cheerfully. She smiled lamely. He spoke for them. Thanked the man for the party, asking him to pass on their best wishes to his wife. As he went to open the door, she hesitated. She was going into the street naked. They looked at each other in silence for a moment. He opened the door, and they walked out into a suburban area with a lot of forest around and through it. She grabbed the overcoat, wrapped it tightly around her, and hugged close to him. In the car, he said she could take off her shoes. And reached over the back seat for some satiny silk pyjamas, hung them over the seat and her shoulder. She took them and hugged them, enjoying the texture, the softness. At first she used them like a pillow against the window, needing her own space away from him. About halfway home, she leant over to him; he put his arm around her, and she said, "Wow!" She looked up at him, and they kissed gently. Talking would be for tomorrow.

11 September 2026

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The old boss that I have previously wrote about was down in Sydney yesterday with her new boyfriend and wanted to meet up with me I meet then at there intercity motel and one thing lead to another and she told him her and I had had it off a few weeks earlier and he asked her and I would I be interested in doing it again with him as he has always wondered what it would be like to share a sexy woman with another guy who was I to say no she agreed so long as he was shore about it and any way I undress her very slowly and making sure he could get a real good look how I was doing it and using my hands in the right spots and then she sung out for Christ sake put you tongue to use like I did previously and I did and after she came she preceded to undress me and the look on his face when she turned me around and pull my underwear down and he seen my man hood next thing he said he wanted to touch it I was so lost Thats she was getting me fully undressed I did care and when he reached out and grabbed it and next thing he has it in his mouth and was sucking it and she pulled me away from him and said she was going to sit on my face and he could continue sucking me gee it didn’t take long because I could taste her juices and as soon as I did I gave him a mouthful of my cum and she kiss him and had some of my cum in her mouth I was the first to fuck her he sat and watched and played with his self and she invited him to join us on the bed and she wanted to see me suck his cock I had trouble taking it all in my mouth as he was as thick as a brick and a good 8 inch’s possible more and she started to suck me I tasted his cum soon after and we had a break and ordered room service and when they delivered she said if it a girl the 3 of us were to go to the door naked and if it was a guy she would and us guys were to stand were he could see us holding each others cock well it was a female and she looked stunned and we all noticed that she had a good look and a good laugh and I ended up staying the night and we ordered room service for breakfast and a guy this time delivered it and as soon as she opened the door us guys had hold of each other’s cocks he said ops sorry we all just laughed and after breakfast we both had a turn and fucking her and then we all got in to the shower together and we made sure we were all clean and I got dressed and left as she had a meeting to go to and he went sightseeing and we agreed that next time they are in Sydney next we will meet up but I rang her this morning to say I have to go to Brisbane my self next week and they invited me to stay at there place and I hope they offer to let me enjoy some sexual activity

10 September 2026

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After our first meet, we were still sexting... although I missed her, the thought of driving for 3 hrs in Melbourne traffic was always a challenge. Lucky me, the sex gods smiled. A work trip to visit a plant came up which apparently was near to her place. The thought of fucking her again and making her cum just made me so fucking hard. After my work, I waited in her work car park., she was worried that she will be in work clothes and not dolled up... did not do her nails or hair. I said “you are right babe, I am in hi-vis. I do feel the same x”. I picked her up and a short 15 min drive all one handed. She has her hand on my dick and my left hand on her pussy... we laughter how stupid VicRoad not consider a special license for one handed sec situational driving…I had to admit I did not put any indicators on any turn. How can I do that with one hand. Reached her home, scanned the neighbourhood for any people peeking on us. Comforting to see that the only people we could see were the old rich retired dads doing garden who can hear or see 5ft far. I took a shower first, followed which she did her shower. The idea of showering together crossed our mind, but not sure why did not that happen - not sure. I waited for her in the bed with bath towel, pulled down the window curtains to around 70%. She came in unwrapped the towel and started sucking me. My black dick was up and running. Her touch was magical. I closed my eyes, put my hands on her head and enjoyed the magic that was taking place. Me:” it feels so good baby”: she: “give it to me baby, you want to fuck me”. Me: “is your pussy wet baby”. She: “so fucking wet” me: “come on top baby slide black dick in your pink pussy”. It was effortless, the dick knew its destination… she rode me like a cowboy trying to tame a bull… we were loud unaware that the back door was open. She went to override mode cumming about 3 times. I licked her big boobs, her nipples tight as a rock. Me: “I am thirsty, let me taste it baby”, she sit on my face, my long tongue working it magic, licking her deep and in / out, she cummed, drenching my face. I went on top, fucking her deep. She grabbed me by my ass, I leaned on her, kissing her boobs, tongue all over her body. I could feel the squeeze on my dick when she was about to cum. My arms went underneath and hold / lift her numb, as I wanted to get deeper and deeper. It was about 30-35 mins into the session, I had a good ability to hold my cum. She came about another 2 times. Me:” I wanted to cum baby:” she: “fill me up”. Me:” Can we cum together” she:” yea baby, fuck me hard:” me:” like rabbits”. We cummed each into each other at the same time and her pussy was drenched with my cum. Oh go, it felt so good… both crashed with arms wide open… silence for the next couple of mins to catch our breath. We refreshed ourselves, drank some coconut water and electrolytes. She showed her AMM account and had all these stories from people and couples who contacted her. We talked about the idea of playing as a couple, she started showing me the type of porn she likes. After 30 mins, I could feel the blood rushing into my dick, making it hard again… she was lying on bed with her ass up… I entered her from the back and I could feel her pussy was so wet, I could not resist the smell and starting licking that pussy juices. She made sounds of heaven coming. I was literally tired but I wanted to give her a good fucking, I kept on going for about 15-20 mins and then cummed together again. After resting, I showered and she made me the best French omelette with some juice. I was so tired and hungry, 4 egg omelette disappeared in seconds. I was literally walking like a zombie and kissed her goodbye on the road to Melbourne.

10 September 2026

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I meet this young lady she was beautiful brown hair hazel eyes she was just a dream we hit it off right away the talking the banter was just great she invited me to her room for drinks so I agreed and went after my next shift of work she poured me a scotch which was a very nice drop the talking picked up where it left off from the other day and before long the flirting started both ways just a little touch here and a rub of the hand there. Then came the kissing omg this woman could kiss she pushed me back into the couch and sat right in my lap before no time my shirt was off and she was kissing my chest I tried to undo her top and she said not yet all I due time I was getting hard and I new she could feel it raising she had that smile on her face she unbuttoned my pants slid them down now I tried again to undo her top this time I was successful I undid her bra with one flick of my fingers and out shot her boobs my mouth went right for her right nipple then her left the heat was raising then out of nowhere a knock at the door Sam quickly covered up and went to the door opened it and there was this 5foot 8 blonde woman mid 30s she said "hi Sam I hope I’m not to late". Sam brings her in introduce her to me and said, "this is Kate". Kate and Sam started to kiss and play with each other I started growing and growing then they both moved over towards me this was two super hot ladies both on me we all got completely undressed and started have this amazing sex then Kate said can I fuck her ass of course I said yes she lay on top of Sam so Sam could lick her pussy and she could lick hers then I entered her tight ass hole when I pulled out Sam took it straight into her mouth sucked it so hard then right back into Kate ass where I was to cum very hard then I bent down licked the cum out of her ass and kissed Sam leaving the cum in her mouth

9 September 2026

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