WORKING ON THE SOUTH COAST OF ENGLAND. Being a mobile tech was the best time in the early 2000sHad a pretty cruisey job traveling from shop to shop of a large supermarket chain that helped me meet with lots of people and some particularly lovely ladies, on one particular occasion I was called to repair the extract fan in the lady's toilet, so doing my job probably I put the signs on the door and out of use barriers across the doorway just to make sure. I set up my ladder and began the work, it's amazing how much dirt and lint gets stuck on the fans, I removed the fan and showed it to the manageress saying it has to be replaced. We always have had a flirt from time to time we were both married but a little banter makes the day more fun. I returned with a new fan and got to work fitting it. When the manageress came in with a big cup of tea and some biscuits, not unusual but normally bought in by a staff member. Standing on the ladder platform a felt a hand gently stroke my inner thigh up one side and down the other, OHH I said as I looked down she had removed her shoes and had taken position on the ladder, now this is something I have been wanting to do for a long time slowly rubbing my cock through my trousers. Had to stop what I was doing and concentrate on the matter at hand my cock growing as she stroked. She unfastened My belt and slowly unzipped pulling on the legs to expose my cock, without a word she swallowed my cock to the balls taking long strokes filling her mouth and throat the feeling was intense partly because I was at work and the risk of getting caught was extremely high, I was getting very close and had to get her to stop so I could get down to return the favour, so struggling down the steps with my trousers at half mast we maneuvered to the sinks kissing her deeply as we went, popping her up onto the surface I played with her soaking wet pussy, I dropped down to my knees and took her swollen clit into my mouth sucking and licking with my thumb in her pussy and a finger in her ass this bought her to a incredible gushing orgasm covering my face and shirt, I lifted her down and kissed her deeply. Then turned her round bending her over the work surface and touched the swollen opening with the tip of my cock (FUCK ME NOW ) She demanded. So I slowly slide my cock inside. Then picking up the pace fucking her so hard my balls was slapping her pussy making her gush once more over my balls. She said I want to swallow your cum. So after a few minutes I was ready I pulled out and she dropped to her knees taking my cock deep in her throat again I came so hard and deep gushing hot cum down her throat. We quickly dressed and left me wondering what and when we can do that again. We did lol

22 January 2025

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Have always been a generous person, not with cash or property but if I can help someone I will , had a breakdown to attend in London's east end and the parts I needed for this job were in Kent. Problem. So as this was a emergency I got on my way down the M2 freeway as fast as I could... however on the return trip I need fuel so I stopped at the freeway petrol station, on filling up I saw a young lady with a Canadian flag on her back pack trying to get a lift, so on my way out I stopped and asked where she was going, her name was Ann and was trying to get to London, your luck is in today I said that's exactly where I will be going. We loaded up the backpack into the van and off we went. I asked what part of Canada was she from with that she kissed me on the cheek and said thank you for not thinking I was American, "well the Canadian flag kinda gave it away" I said. As we went down the road the conversation started getting a bit blue and a swelling in my pants was getting a little uncomfortable making me squirm in my seat. She obviously noticed this and without a word reached across and started stroking my cock through my pants, I think we may have to sort that out she said unfastening her seat belt then unzipping my pants, was very hard to get the fella out as I was so rock hard at this point. She put her head in my lap and started to lick my now throbbing shaft couldn't look down because I was still driving. She re positioned with her ass now in the air so she could take me in her mouth, so good as she sucked and took me deep into her throat, as soon as I saw a turn off we took it now parked in a country lane next to a field I slid my seat back to allow her better access squeezing my balls she continues to suck as I slid my hand down the back of her trousers allowing me to squeeze her ass. I think we should go out side I said, okay let's do it she said, van has a side load door that I opened so we would have a little privacy. Both out of the van I kissed her deeply and tasted my cock on her, she undid her trousers allowing me to access a lovely shaven pussy, fingering her very wet pussy and kissing made me throb harder, a few car's passed us as we carried on regardless, want you inside me she said, she turned around and part laying across the boxes in the van. I slowly entered her hot tight pussy she trembled as my swollen helmet passed those hot wet lips slowly starting to fuck her , she was moaning and gasping as I speeded up I New I would not be able to last at this rate, I told her this and she said don't cum inside me I want to swallow you. Getting to the point I withdrew and she sat on the inside of the doorway take my cock in her mouth I didn't disappoint as I flooded her mouth and throat with my cum. At this point a lady in the field came past on her horse giving us a nod. Thinking she must have been watching the whole time. We pulled ourselves together and got back on our way. I dropped Ann at tower bridge, we kissed for the last time and she was gone. I could still taste my cum on her lips 👄

22 January 2025

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After the sink insdent I returned to the freezer to check out the temperature back to my cup of tea and write out paper work, finished the tea and washed up the cup , while at the sink the manager came behind me reaching round the front of my pants and said have you got anything else you can do for me stroking her hand up and down the front of the zipper. Just might have you know,I said , I span around and was now face to face without any hesitation we both lunged for a deep kiss playing some tongue tennis.i was now squeezing her boobs as she stroked me harder , we best go to the stock room she said. So into the stock room we went . She fell to her knees trying to get access to my cock , (why have you got such a award belt she said . Cock was out and she was sucking like it was going to cum money getting me really close , I reached down and pulled her to her feet kissing her deep once more then spun her round and got her to lean on the stock , lifting her skirt exposing her White pantys pulling them to one side and slipping a finger inside her very wet pussy,she gasped fuck me now, putting the tip in she gasped once more then I pushed all the way in with one thrust then taking longer strokes , I felt her pussy tighten as she cam hard sending her into spasms shaking as her knees buckled beneath her I held her up and carried on pumping I said you want it inside or you want to swallow. SWALLOW was the answer I withdrew from her now soaking pussy and she dropped to her knees taking my cock into her throat making me cum so hard she took the whole load . We dressed and returned to the shop like nothing had happened. Love my job

21 January 2025

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

21 January 2025

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She took a shuddering, deep, breath and began unbuttoning her blouse, slowly revealing her black laced bra, cocooning breasts he found himself wanted to dive between. Licking his lips, he smiled as a thought again flitted across his mind about what a bizarre situation this was. She handed him her blouse and he hung it next to her jacket. Her breathing deepened further and she was licking her own lips as she looked unseeingly straight at him, reaching around to unclasp her bra. It dropped away and her milky white tits bounced as they found freedom, her nipples erect and blushed. He wanted to reach for them, cup their weight in his palms, feed greedily on her nipples, lick around her areolas, but he held back, drinking in the sight of her as she held her bra towards him. "Good girl. Nice tits... for a convict" he said, as he took it and she smiled shyly in her dark world. She slowly unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor, before stepping out of it and bending to pick it up. She held it out and, as he hung it up she hooked thumbs into her matching lace underwear and slowly eased them down, clearly sodden, stepping out of them and revealing her beautifully trimmed brunette quim as she straightened. She held her panties out for him to take, but he was distracted, intoxicated by her femininity on display and he took his time before collecting them from her. Christ, he thought as he put them on a shelf, you could wring them out. The musk coming from them, now on his hands, was more heady and delightful to his nostrils than the most expensive of Parisian perfume. She removed her stockings, peeling them slowly down one shapely leg at a time and he thought she must know how erotic that was to watch. He carefully put them away also. There she was in all her glory, looking so vulnerable and beautiful, curving as only a woman can, inflaming his desire to new heights. He quietly wolf whistled and she smiled. His cock refused to be restrained now, feeling impossibly constricted in his pants and he released it, removing his own trousers and boxer shorts around his tumescence. His shirt and socks quickly followed, carelessly, as he battled to control the urgency his body was feeling, watching her standing there somewhat bashfully. "I want you to raise your arms straight above your head and do a slow 360 spin for me, so I can see the goods from all angles" he growled and she nodded in response, starting to turn. As she rotated for him, he basked in the glow of her womanly figure, with a yearning to possess her, enjoying the strength of his desire pushing his heart to beat like a jackhammer, pulsing hard through his extremities. She stopped, facing him again and he stepped in close. She must have felt his heat as she gasped slightly, swaying. He reached down and placed his hands lightly on the outside of her thighs, again eliciting a gasp and then heavy intake of breath at the sudden, intimate contact. He traced his fingernails up either side of her flank and then around behind, over her shoulder blades before coming back down her spine, feeling her shiver with delight and hearing her whinny slightly in her throat. As he reached past her lower back he took her buttocks in hand and pulled her onto him, her tits against his chest, his cock hard against her soft belly. His lips were suddenly pressed to hers and she yielded without hesitation, opening, beckoning him in. His tongue pushed forwards, questing, searching and meeting hers... the explosion of sensations a riot of endorphins at that first touch and they stayed there kissing passionately, wrapping arms around each other for a moment. He could have laid her down and made sensual love to her there and then, but that wasn't the plan in the slightest, not what this night was about. He pulled away and again she made noises of longing for him as he broke contact. Christ Almighty, he thought, I need to stay on point here. He reached forwards and tweaked her nipples between fingers and thumbs, gripping them hard and giving them a slight pinch and twist. That had the desired effect of shocking her and refocusing him. "You naughty wench," he admonished "you distracted me there with your womanly curves and you'll pay a price for that" "Oh Daddy I'm sorry" she whimpered as he continued to hold her by the nipples. That caught him by surprise too, no one had called him daddy before and he wondered where that was coming from, trusting it was healthy. He dropped his fingers and considered his next steps. "Right, time I put you to work, slut" he said coldly and he reached for the handcuffs. He secured them around her wrists as she stood there silent and compliant. The ankle cuffs he wasn't sure would work like that on this wedge, so he placed them just under her knees, at the top of her calves, feeling that would likely hold her in a better position. "I'm going to guide you down onto the bed and then over the rack that I'm going to use to hold you in place while I violate you. You're not to speak or resist" he growled again. She nodded agreement and he took her hands to guide her down to the futon. Then, on her hands and knees, to climb and be stretched out over the wedge, her face dipping towards the sheets and her backside pointing upwards at an almost 45 degree angle, hanging over the edge of the bed. As she wriggled to get comfortable, he pulled each arm backwards below her, clipping the handcuffs onto the attachment points on the sides of the wedge, her hands resting palms up on the mattress. From either side he then pulled the leg cuffs to meet their anchor points, spreading her thighs into a comfortably wide position, her body now draped over the wedge. As he stepped backwards to admire his work, his eyes widened with hot lust looking at how beautifully exposed and vulnerable her arse and pussy were in that position... the latter now glistening and dripping from her labia, swollen with excitement and flushed with colour. He leaned in and took great pleasure inhaling her body's natural perfume again, heightening his own arousal at the thought of tasting her. "You're making a mess on my bed" he barked and gave her a playful smack on her arse. "Sorry sir, I'll clean anything you want up with my mouth" she said "Your attitude is improving already in that position," He snorted, reaching for the ball gag "but I have my own plans for using that pretty mouth of yours tonight." They hadn't discussed what equipment he might use on her, so he thought she might baulk at the first touch of this, but she quietly complied as he brought it up from below her hanging head, taking it into her mouth as he pulled it tight and secured it behind her head. It forced her mouth to remain open. She made some sounds and he said "nod if that is comfortable". She gave a quick nod and he placed a folded towel on the sheet below her mouth, in case she did end up drooling. Next, he reached for the ear plugs. Whilst he'd rather she could hear more clearly, he sometimes slept with earplugs and knew that you can still hear the normal volume of close voices relatively easily. They mainly seemed to reduce the intrusion of more distant or overly loud sounds, and it was part of her request in reducing these external stimuli. "Don't go anywhere" he quipped, slapping her arse again as he left the room, and hearing her unintelligible attempt at a response. He'd realised he should have sorted out some signals if he was going to go hard on her and wondered how to do that with her unable to talk or move much. He quickly decided to cut squares from a couple of towels, one red and one green, before returning to her. "I'm wrapping a small piece of towel around your fingers and holding it there with an elastic band" he said. "Although you're handcuffed you can wiggle you hands to wave the cloth and get my attention if needed. Right hand is green and signals keep going or stronger, left hand is red and means stop or soften what I'm doing. Is that clear?" She nodded "Which is green?" he grilled her. She flapped her right hand about. "Perfect" he said, running his fingers up her right arm and down her back to rest at the start of the cleft between her buttocks for a moment, tapping his fingers in thought. He now looked at this woman restrained, blindfolded and gagged in a most intensely vulnerable position and reached for his camera, taking black and white shots from a variety of angles and distances, clearly showing close ups of her dripping snatch and almost pulsating, puckered anus, pulling at him with an almost gravitational force. He once again revelled in her sweet, musky scents and his anticipation of exploring her shortly. Her holes were arranged to be in the perfect position for his throbbing cock as he stood beside the low futon, ready for when that time arrived. He would be taking her standing, giving him all the leverage of his 6 foot frame. He was more than ready to be inside her, but he had grander plans to complete before he would explore those depths. He reached for the heavy suede rigger's gloves and slipped them on. They looked clumsy and hugely out of place for the setting, hadn't been something she'd asked for, but he liked the idea and it felt appropriate for the experience. He kneeled on the carpet and placed a roughly gloved hand on each of her dainty soles, dangling over the edge of the bed, before wrapping his fingers around to grip her feet tightly, squeezing and enjoying the thrill of control as she squeaked behind her gag, tightening against the leg restraints. He repeated this clamping and releasing with his strong grip as he moved slowly over her ankles and up both legs. Grip. Squeeze. Release. Move. Digging his gloved thumbs and finger tips into her pliable flesh and leaving quickly fading pressure marks behind as he moved up her. She was making some sort of slow sighing noises in her throat in time with his movements and these escalated to a higher pitch as he moved up the back of her exposed thighs, his face inches from her exposed mound, feeling a delightful heat radiating from it. He hadn't planned on this yet, but the urge took him as he gripped the back of her upper thighs, strong thumbs peeling and rotating them outwards, forcing her buttocks and labia further apart... and he pushed his face into her strongly. His nose burying between her open arse cheeks, feeling her anus quiver on him, her musk utterly divine and his mouth taking her fragrantly wet and open labia in hungrily. She let out a cry at the shock and he maintained his vice like grip as the tip of his tongue now lapped at her, exploring her outer folds, delighting in how she tasted as he consumed her wetness. That combination of firmness from his gloved grip forcing her thighs, buttocks and labia apart, combined with the delicate touch of his swirling tongue, making her writhe in the restraints. He sucked and pulled on her with his lips, allowing his tongue to slip down and gently pass over and around her clit lightly before plunging inside her, her moaning peaking in that briefest of touches to her love button and then settling back into rhythmic sighs coming from her throat as he ate her out, behind the sound of his own blood pounding in his ears. He leaned his weight against her, his nose and mouth pressing in hard as he darted his tongue deeper into her honeypot. She was wetter than he could believe, her juices flowing over his tongue like a torrent as he scooped and drank her in greedily, the excess flowing down through his beard and dripping off onto the edge of the bed, leaving sticky trails as it fell from his chin. She tasted heavenly, he thought and he licked the rear wall of her pussy, the tip of his nose nudging into the pulsating external sphincter of her anus... before pulling away again and relaxing his grip to move his hands up over her arse cheeks, clasping them and driving them in this direction and that, kneading them, working them, as he now leaned in and started rimming her damp arsehole. He pulled her cheeks apart further and, as she opened, pushed his tongue within, feeling her shiver once again as he penetrated her orally. He rolled his tongue and pushed it as deep as possible, to her noticeable groaning, before tracing the tip down the inside of her smooth walls from various angles, her more intense sounds music to his ears. After several minutes greedily eating her arsehole out, he once again withdrew, standing up straight, with his gloved hands sliding up over her hips before clamping on either side, circling her waist. He gripped her, pulled her back towards him, against the restraints, as if he was going to mount her and she gasped loudly. He brought the engorged head of his circumcised cock up and rested it at the top of the cleft of her buttocks, before leaning in with his weight and pressing the shaft down, filling her arse crack and letting her feel his desire for her as it nestled along her groove, his balls now getting wet from her juices as he rested there. As hard as it was to resist plunging himself deep inside, this was enough at this stage he felt, as he had a process in mind here. He ground down on her though and let her feel his want for her behind the steely grip of the gloves around her waist... and she arched her back groaning for him. He loosened his grip around her waist and continued up her flanks, his weight still pressing on her from behind. Grip. Squeeze. Release. Move. Once he reached her shoulders he switched to her restrained arms, pinned back and to the side, starting with her hands. Taking them and digging his gloved thumbs into various pressure points on her palms, through the red and green towelling, kneading and forcing any tight points to release. He squeezed her hands with his grip, her joints making a few satisfying cracks and pops, before releasing and moving slowly up over her arms in the same slow process. Back at her shoulders he dug his fingertips into her flesh, releasing the tension from muscles leading up her neck, slowly and subtly working the gloves until they fully encircled her delicate throat. He could feel her breathing and pulsating carotid artery as he tightened his grip slightly, her sounds reduced to an almost nervous high pitched murmur escaping her. As he leaned further forwards over her he noticed the towel below her now had a significant damp patch and strings of drool were cascading from her open, gagged, mouth. I guess that ball gag works he thought, wondering what that sensation would feel like. As he leaned more of his body down onto her back, his cock still nestled along the line between her arse cheeks, his weight somewhat on his outstretched arms, his hands pinning her neck down, he allowed his grip to soften and release. His chest now pressed against her back and his full weight was now pinning her down on the wedge, his breath hot against her left ear. His hands moved under her and roughly found her waist again, gripping her under him before pushing further under and his fingers started prodded around her soft belly, weighted down by his presence. He slid his hands up and, not gently, took a handful of her tits in each glove, lying there on top of her, pawing her and breathing heavily in her ear, the shaft of his cock now pulsating against the upper cleft of her buttocks, the head hard between his own belly and her back. She quivered under him as he gave a low growl and whispered in her ear. "I know you want this, you want that little slut inside you to be exposed, to rise to the surface and show what she's capable of. I'm going to pull her up from inside you, make her beg for me to stop, while I take her and make her mine. She's going to please me in any way I choose. Nod if you understand how serious I am." She almost wailed behind the gag and nodded as well as she could, while his weight bore down on her, crushing her against the foam. "Good girl" he whispered, licking her ear and finding her rock hard nipples with a gloved finger and thumb, pinching and twisting them again. She vocalised that shock at the sudden increase in sensation again and gave a muffled sharp yelp. He climbed off her, removed the gloves and left the room without a word. This was thirsty work he thought and downed a full glass of water in the kitchen. He felt she'd probably need something soon as she was losing a lot of fluid from both ends, so he filled a jug with mineral water, a few slices of lemon and some ice cubes before returning to her with a couple of glasses. Obviously she couldn't drink in her current position, but he'd give a her a drink when that changed later. He had a delicious thought and asked if she'd like an ice cube in her mouth behind the gag. She nodded and he slid two fingers in around the ball, stretching her lips to allow him to slide the ice cube in... she almost chocked for a second but them sighed in obvious enjoyment of the refreshment. His thought not completed, he picked another ice cube out of the jug and ran it from her neck, down along her spine, down between her buttocks and held it against her anus. She yowled behind the gag and thrashed against the restraints for a second at the shock on her most private parts, before melting into the wedge further. He held it there, rubbing and pushing it against her anus, the melting water sliding down over her pussy, mingling with her own wetness. He slid the cube down, tracing it over her lips and pushing it inside her for a moment. Again she gasped at that cold shock and this time he pushed a couple of fingers into her, moving the ice cube around just inside her. He pulled it out and took it in his mouth, enjoying both the sensations and her taste. He returned his fingers to her warm wetness and started exploring her, working deeper and more powerfully, stroking rhythmically as she answered him with her muffled vocal reactions and flooding lubrication coating his hand. He leaned in and bit her left buttock, teasingly holding her flesh between his teeth as he fingered her, now curling first 2 fingers and then a third inside and downwards to stroke the front wall, hunting for her g-spot. He brought his thumb up to gently circle her engorged clit as he did so. Bingo! He thought as her vocal intensity suddenly increased dramatically in volume and she became restless, pulling and bucking against the restraints. He maintained the pressure and tempo, gripping her drenched cunt at times as he continually pushed those three fingers in and pulled them out slightly, probing, hearing the squelching of her juices. Forwards and downwards, stretching her sideways with their width and stroking and fluttering around her g-spot while his thumb lightly explored the folds around her clit, sometimes onto her pubis above, where he would use more force and leverage to somewhat clamp his grip more strongly internally and tug back at her before pushing back in. He nibbled and bit on the back of her thighs and arse cheeks as he worked on her, feeling the tension in her soft, ribbed walls start to increase as she struggled against him, almost shrieking behind the gag. And he suddenly withdrew, to a deep guttural groan of frustration from her as she lay there panting, turning her head trying to look at him, as if to say "What the fuck are stopping for!?" But he wasn't ready for her to climax yet, he wanted those peaking waves to build and subside before that first dam wall was broken. He cracked his hand across her arse, leaving the print of his hand across both cheeks. She shrieked at the unexpected pain and went limp. "I see you Vixen" he said, "You're not to go over the edge until I give you permission to do so" To which she almost screamed her pent up annoyance through the ball gag and thrashed about. "No point in resisting, I'll break you in like a bucking horse if I need to" he growled in response to her misbehaviour "It's time you learnt what some punishment looks like". She went quiet, still panting, a light sheen of sweat on her back. He leaned in and ran his tongue from her buttock cleft along the vertebra of her lower back, tasting her saltiness. He leaned over and grabbed the flogger, wondering how this would go, what her pain response might be. He ever so lightly trailed the numerous strands of suede leather up her right leg, over her buttocks and up her back, resting them between her shoulders. "I see that demanding slut is on display now and I'm going to flog her, mark her, break her." he rumbled beside her right ear. "You need to relax and go with this." "Remember your hand signals" he warned as an afterthought and she gave an almost imperceptible nod. He'd only had one previous partner who'd wanted to be whipped and then only extremely lightly. He'd also never had a particularly strong compunction to seriously hurt someone that way... today was going to be a different animal he thought, as his sexual energy wanted this release too. She'd requested this, another part of her fantasy that this whole process was about, bringing it to the surface, pulling from deep within her into the light these dark sadomasochistic needs... so he felt he needed to gauge his strength carefully. He didn't want to err on the side of caution and leave her without the marks she'd wanted in her fantasies, but also didn't want to damage this beautiful woman... too much. He'd spent 8 years at an all boys Catholic School in the north west of the UK, at a time when corporal punishment was dished out regularly and he'd had many daily beatings by Catholic Brothers with a vicious, inch thick, several inch wide, 2 foot long leather strap in the early years, until he'd learned to be less obvious in his childhood rebellions. His palms would often thicken in response during term time and the pain always dissipated quickly enough to continue his studies and sport, so he knew a body had mechanisms to respond to and suppress pain. Indeed he used to sometimes return to class smirking at the wide eyed looks from friends who knew he'd just had 6 of the best in the corridor or staff room. Again. You gritted your teeth and retreated inwards, developing that resilience that they couldn't touch, using your breath to release the pain. He briefly wondered why these thoughts were rising now, but they swept past in the blink of an eye, carried away in the torrent of his pulsating and dominant sexual energy, as he looked down on her, naked and exposed. He knew how pain was inflicted without damage. He'd lived it. He knew he could take her to the edge and bring her back. Perhaps this was as much about what he needed to let rise in him and be expressed, as about what she needed done to her As he approached this, he felt more calm, resolute in the face of the upcoming measured violence and control he was about to wield on her. There was a responsibility that came with it. He held the flogger lightly in his right hand and stepped back slightly, gauging the distance that would allow him a full extension in the swing as he brought it down over her upraised buttocks, without the tips curling round to sting her more delicate areas. He placed the flogger over her buttocks, giving her an idea of where it was going to strike. He breathed lightly, steadying and focusing himself as he slowly raised this weapon above his head. He held his breath and brought it down hard and fast with a measured strength that he trusted himself to apply. The 27 strands of 4mm wide suede struck sideways from her left side, high across both buttocks, centred perfectly and biting into her flesh with something halfway between a resounding crack and a meaty slap, cutting through the air. Red welts shot out across her milky white skin, mostly in the central strip where the strands were most concentrated. Her scream, whilst muffled by the ball clamped within her mouth and her copious amounts of saliva dripping around it, was shockingly powerful and guttural to his ears. She lay there panting heavily, quivering and making low sounds through her breaths. He put his mouth to her right ear and repeated his earlier warning "Remember your hand signals". She nodded breathlessly but her hands stayed down. "Well done." he rewarded her, running a hand over the angry welts, her buttocks shivering under his touch. "One more from the other direction there before I move on" he told her. She gave no response this time, head pushed down against the cushion near the sheets. He shifted to her right side, eyed the same distance and repeated the process with identical force. He knew from his school days that it's often the first strike that's the biggest shock, lighting up the pain receptors almost to overload, with subsequent impacts feeling more bearable. And so it seemed for her as she grunted and took this one with short, sharp breaths but no scream. He was suitably impressed as he looked at the redness now burned into her arse and bent down, raining kisses along the area as he told her what a good slut she was. Her skin was radiating heat and he fished for another ice cube, rubbing it all over the livid welts. She sighed, repeatedly wriggling her arse from side to side under his cooling caress. He noticed her anus was making small spasms and he just rested the tip of his left forefinger directly on her as he iced her buttocks, she sighed more heavily, taking in his finger tip ever so slightly, clenching and releasing against him as she moved. God that felt good on his finger he thought and his cock pulsated that bit harder in anticipation of it's own turn inside her. He left what remained of the ice cube to melt and slide down between her cheeks as he moved up to her lower back, rubbing vigorously over her skin there, stretching and smoothing it out in preparation. He felt this was perhaps more delicate than her rounded and padded buttocks, with more chance of wrap around to sting her soft underbelly, so he moderated his swing slightly. The same resounding *thwack* resulted, however, and it lit her up, with another bursting shriek and almost panicked breathing... he knew it was a pain control technique and again she was brave enough not to raise her left hand in protest. The welts looked almost more livid here, running slightly diagonally from her left side down towards her right hip, well centred. He moved to her right side, caressed her skin again and then brought the flogger down, a fraction harder, running down and across towards her left hip this time. She took this one with a more focused and prolonged, powerful squeal and he saw that she now knew what to expect and how to let that pain out positively..at least a little. He admired the criss-cross of welts over her lumbar spine and sacrum and realised he was satisfied with his work there. He now wanted to see the rest of her back marked like that. Leave his visible signature on her. Knowing that she'd see this in the mirror and feel it for days, with him in mind, made him swell further and want to take her hard right there... but he estimated she had another 6 strikes coming before he'd be happy with the coverage. He took the end of the handle on the flogger and stroked it up the inside of her left thigh as she sighed heavily. As it reached her still sopping lips he gently pushed the end of the handle in and she pushed back as much as she could, taking an inch inside her and groaning as her labia parted to it. He held it there as he rubbed her lower back for a moment letting her perform small gyrations against it, quietly moaning in unison with her restricted movements. And so it was he proceeded in the same vein, marking her back, first from one direction and then the other, until he stood back, inspecting his creation. She had taken all remaining 6 heavy strikes with grunting, measured outbursts around her gag and he could almost hear her own satisfaction at taking his beating. He grabbed his camera again and recorded his artwork on her back to enjoy another time. Bending down he kissed her neck and slid his hand around to cup her left tit, stroking her nipple. "That was impressive," he whispered, "now lets see how well you take me riding you, like the slut we both know you are" She gave a sigh of obvious desire and nodded eagerly. He came around and stood directly behind her again, knowing that he was finally going to fuck her, his cock twitching and throbbing with desire and anticipation. The heat, as he closed in on her, radiating off her sex like an open fire and he felt his own juices answering, dripping from him. He reached for the riggers gloves again but decided he wouldn't grip her hips to hold her as he mounted her, just yet, but would just nudge her labia with his swollen glans, no other touch. As he felt the first light kiss of her wetness on him, it was his turn to shiver and he held still as she moaned and visibly strained against the restraints, pushing backwards on his cock to force her labia open around him. She could only move an inch or so and it was just his engorged, bulbous head that entered, stretching her labia open around it and causing a deep groan from her. He started to rock his hips ever so slightly, feeling the wet warmth of her slipping and sliding back and forth over his oh so sensitive glans. "Just the dick head" he growled "Don't let me in. Make me force it in" She tightened her pelvic floor muscles against his touch, trying to block his entry. He caught himself making a groan of his own as the most delightful, spine tingling sensations swept through him and decided now was the time to enter her fully. He reached down, gripping either side of her hips firmly with the rough gloves, planting his feet firmly into the carpet... and thrust his full length quickly and easily into her hot, wet, slippery cunt, despite her best efforts to keep him out. She yielded to him, letting out a delightfully loud groan of surprise and satisfaction as she took every inch of him in, her juices pushing out around him onto his balls with a squelch. He stood like that for a moment, his victim impaled on his spear. Her clear enjoyment and the sensations coming from feeling her wrapped fully around him made him feel like his whole body was inflating, his cock pulsating powerfully in her. He leaned forwards, lowering his belly and chest onto her back, letting her fully take his weight again as he reached around for her tits pressed into the wedge. As he took them in hand, holding her, pinned down with his cock stiff and strong inside her, he savoured the almost synchronised beating of their hearts, her silky pussy seemingly pulsing in time with his cock. He nuzzled at the back of her neck for a moment hearing her sigh, while he rumbled to her. He pushed himself back up to standing, still fully penetrating her, before pulling himself from her clasping flange. He took a moment to enjoy seeing her glistening wetness all over him, before re-entering, amidst her groans. He started fucking her, with full, slow strokes, feeling the slight suction of her cervix on the end of him at full penetration, and the rippling sensations as her soft, ribbed walls and hidden folds gripped at and pulled on his length. He long-stroked her like that, balls slapping against her. Her moans rose in pitch, both settling into that familiar rhythm, as old as time itself. Her pussy was perfectly designed to milk him and he could feel it at work. She was starting to get heated under him, pushing and pulling against her restraints as if trying to escape his now stronger, more powerful thrusts. He began altering his angles of attack, exiting and then re-entering her from slightly different directions, gyrating his now iron-hard cock around inside her hot gusset. Hearing her pleasure increase as she lost herself to being taken, helpless to do anything but yield to him, in waves of sound, sensation and motion from them both. He angled himself downwards, feeling his swollen head rubbing more strongly along her front vaginal wall. Her whole body began to tighten and quiver like an archer's bow at full extension, her throaty groans rising to gag-muffled, warbled gasps as she approached her climax. "You BETTER NOT cum on my cock," he growled at her "I'll pull it out..." But she was too far gone to reply. He thrust forwards again and, this time, as his cock pushed over her g spot, she bucked hard under him, losing any control within, her shrieking orgasm ripping through her. She convulsed and thrashed desperately against him and her handcuffs, pulling in all directions, gripped by these waves of pleasure, but there was no escaping his hardness. He was the rock for her to dash herself against and he now stood still, pushed hard up against her. This hot, soft, pulsating creature fully held in his vice-like grip on her hips, his throbbing rod deep inside for her to grip and release against. He let out a low sigh himself as he felt her pussy rippling and clenching along his length, spasming repeatedly for what seemed like minutes against his indomitable hardness. He luxuriated in those sensations, quietly soaking them up as his own breath slowed and she finally came out of the breathy haze she'd been lost to, now limp over the wedge. He looked down seeing her juices foamed white on him and her deeply red, swollen labia. He slowly withdrew, still fully erect and demanding despite this devilish woman having tried to finish him... and he wanted more of her. As she lay there panting and sighing over and over, he ran a now gloveless hand over her flank, up between her shoulder blades and took a handful of her hair. He pulled her head up from where it had been hanging down against the cushion. "THAT," he said "was the first sign that I'm properly breaking you in and making you mine." She gasped further, her neck strained and stretched, before he let go and her face dropped back down. He left the room, calling behind him "YOU need to think about your behaviour and make sure you're ready to continue being a pleasing whore for me on my next assault of your defences. Prepare yourself" He heard her groaned response from the hall. He fetched the surprise he had for her. He'd left it close to the fire, warming gently over that preceding hour or so. As he picked it up he was satisfied that it was pleasantly warm in his hands. She'd said in conversation that, since having children, she'd often struggled to orgasm vaginally, with extended periods of not managing it all. She'd gone on to discover that, when penetrated anally, her orgasms had returned, but were different from those of her past garden-variety intercourse... stronger, more intense, almost as if she was on the verge of losing bladder control at times, she'd said. Indeed she said she had even squirted and gushed several times, using her dildos that way, something that had knocked her for six and had her running to google what had actually happened that first time. Her sharing of these private intimacies had given him something to aim for here, he wanted to push her, ride her hard up to that level. He'd had one past partner who would regularly gush over him, whether his cock or his face and he was excited at the prospect of opening up this young filly to be able to do so more regularly. He re-entered the room and she was now breathing normally, apparently calm and relaxed. "I'm ready to continue now" he barked "I have a surprise for you..." She nodded, a happy and affirmative noise in her throat. He had wondered which way to use this strap-on to best effect on her. He'd not used one before and it could apparently be attached either above or below his genitals. He'd thought about getting something smaller than his own erect manhood, to use anally, but had settled on something of similar size. He knew he wanted to fuck her arse himself, so he closed the straps around and under his perineum and arse cheeks, leaving the silicone dong hanging at a fairly horizontal angle below his upward thrusting cock. He chuckled internally at the sight of now having two almost identical cocks... albeit one strongly coloured and pulsating. He reached for the lube. She certainly didn't need it for her sopping gash, and while he could use her own juices at a push here, he felt the added lubrication, this first time at least, should allow him inside her tight anus with less struggle for her. He rested his right forefinger, with a little cooling lube on it, against her quivering anus. She sighed as he lightly pushed the tip of his finger through and into her darkness, the lube allowing an easy glide. Once inside he rotated his finger back and forth, to ensure good coverage. She was making soft noises as he did so and he then hooked his finger downwards, applying a little pressure to the anterior wall of her anal canal, palpating in a semi circle, testing for her tightness. He tugged gently down and backwards, opening her up, lightly stretching the powerful internal muscles of her pelvic floor, feeling them relax and soften slightly as he relented. She groaned deeply. He enjoyed his work. He went on to repeat the process to either side and then to the posterior wall, before withdrawing his finger from her now more relaxed and slightly gaping arsehole. He brought the head of his swollen cock up and rested it against her, feeling her shiver of delight ripple through her buttocks. He then reached down and touched the moulded and realistic head of the silicone strap-on to her still dripping labia... strings of her natural lubrication hanging down to the mess she'd made on the sheet below her. She gasped with obvious surprise as he gently leaned in, feeling both holes being entered simultaneously, his lube laden cock stretching her tight little anus around it as he felt it pop slightly around his swollen head and then clamp down onto his shaft. The dildo attached to his groin followed suit perfectly, filling her soft, wet minge, as he continued his journey inside her. Her groan, deeper and more drawn out than before, as he slowly reached for her depths. Once fully inserted, he stood motionless for a good 30 seconds, just enjoying the reciprocal pulsating inside her and allowing her to adjust to the idea of this double penetration. Her breath was shallow and fluttering in her throat as she lay there, fully skewered in both holes. The moment he began to withdraw, feeling the soft suction and grip around his shaft, she made the most satisfying of groans, and he allowed her stretched, external anal sphincter to momentarily grip and spasm on his head at almost full withdrawal, lightly pulling her anus outwards with his girth. He pushed again into her, more forcefully this time. She was moving her limbs again against the restraints, slowly but restlessly, making some dark muffled noises as he slowly but surely began to arse fuck her, filling her fully. He reached the tempo he wanted, not hard, not fast, but a middle ground... there was no need to pound her with this level of stimulation, cunt and arsehole working together in unison. He knew this wouldn't take either of them long as he'd been hard and aroused for so long and the strength of her reactions, both physically and vocally, under him, were signs that she would be likely going over the edge again shortly. She was at full volume now, as he pumped her, her shrieks filling the room despite the gag, her body bucking and gyrating beneath his onslaught. As the pitch and frequency of her screams increased, he could feel his sap rising strongly. He could feel his essence being drawn almost from his extremities with a gravitational pull towards his tool as it charged. He felt powerful with this woman almost begging for mercy under him and he wasn't of a mind to grant her relief, she would take his load, sprayed deep inside her rectum. As these thoughts ricocheted around his mind and he felt on the verge of unleashing in her, she emitted a howling scream, shuddering to the point he had to keep his grip on her hips tight to hold her in place. She erupted onto his balls and thighs, liquid flooding out around the pumping strapped dildo, over him and onto the now sodden sheets. It was like someone had thrown a bucket of delightfully warm water over his thighs, while her anal canal began clamping and releasing powerfully over and over on his primed cock. She continued shuddering and screaming through her drooling, gagged mouth, breathing like a steam train and lost in her internal release. It pushed him to the heights he craved as he reached the point of no return. His own body started shuddering as muscles deep within, beyond conscious control, switched on. Contracting. Pumping. Releasing. He felt his semen flood up and erupt from his cock like a volcano spewing its lava, blowing everything in it's path aside, opening his sexual channels fully. His pelvic floor muscles contracting and relaxing over and over with a strength that made him stagger and lean forwards against her still shuddering arse, letting out his own guttural snarl, his toes curling in ecstasy, his eyes rolling and unseeing in that moment. He slumped forwards onto her back, pinning her as she continued softly mewling in the aftermath of her release, snorting and shuddering over her. He lay on her, heavily, spent, feeling his cock gradually draining his remaining seed into her, slowly softening inside her arse. Their juices mingling and oozing out, over her anus and vagina, warm around his genitals and legs, dripping down in sticky strings from both well-used holes. He gradually recovered and pushed off her, withdrawing his cock and the strap on with soft, wet noises. She shuddered again as he did so, giving an emotion-laden, long and tremulous sigh. He flopped on to the bed beside her, his eyes glazed and staring blankly at the ceiling, before reaching over and releasing the straps holding the ball gag in her mouth. It dropped clear onto the sheet, her excess saliva hanging in webs from her still open and now panting mouth. "Oh. My. God" was all she could say in the moment. "Sir" she added as an afterthought, and he patted her flank as they both lay in silence. Finally she said "I never even thought I could cum that hard... the things you did... my body's reaction... I thought I might pass out for a moment, I was seeing little sparks of light dance before my eyes." "Thank you." she added warmly "I'm glad." was all he could come up with, as he gazed at her spent form smiling. "Good girl." He reached over and started unclipping her from the wedge. She groaned as she clambered off, after being stuck in the same position for a good 90 minutes. He lifted the wedge off the futon and lay back next to her, their bodies side by side. "Hold me, Daddy" she whispered, snuggling back into him as they turned to their sides. He curved himself around her still-welted back, his arms around her, as they spooned affectionately, both basking in the comfortable afterglow and enjoying the tender closeness after the violence of the experience. They lay like that for what seemed ages, both breathing slowly and peacefully, savouring the body contact. He was surprised to find that it couldn't have been more than 10 minutes, when he checked his watch. She was the one to initiate the change, starting to push her buttocks back into him, wriggling and squirming her arse onto his groin...

21 January 2025

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

21 January 2025

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

20 January 2025

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The secret apartment was our sanctuary. Hidden away from the demands of daily life, it was a place where the world fell away, leaving only us. The dim lighting cast a soft glow over the room, its warmth reflected in his eyes as I leaned against the edge of the bed, inviting him closer. He stood before me, his shirt unbuttoned, hanging loose on his broad shoulders, I reached out, my fingers brushing over his chest and down to his waistband. His breath hitched at the contact, and I smiled, already savoring the power I held in this moment. “Come here,” I whispered, my voice low and commanding. He obeyed, stepping closer until I could feel his heat, his need, pressing against me. I unfastened his belt, slow and deliberate, the metallic jingle breaking the quiet as his trousers fell to the floor. My hands grazed over his thighs, tracing the firmness of his muscles before moving upward to cup him through the thin fabric of his briefs. He was already hard, and I could feel his body responding to the smallest touch. I looked up, meeting his gaze, and saw the hunger in his eyes, the anticipation mingled with submission. I slid his briefs down, and his cock sprang free, thick and hard, the skin warm and smooth beneath my fingers. I wrapped one hand around him, stroking him with slow, deliberate motions, teasing the head with my thumb, watching as his lips parted and his breath caught in his throat. “You’re so responsive,” I murmured, tightening my grip just enough to make him shudder. “I wonder how long you can last for me.” His hands clenched into fists at his sides, his self-control evident in the way he held back the urge to touch me. I relished his restraint, knowing how much he wanted to let go, to take control, but I wasn’t ready to give it to him. Not yet. I leaned forward, my breath hot against his skin as I let my tongue slide over him. He groaned, a low, guttural sound that sent a thrill through me. My hands worked him with practiced precision, alternating between firm strokes and soft, teasing caresses, each movement designed to bring him closer to the edge without allowing him release. “Look at me,” I commanded, and his eyes opened, dark with lust and desperation. “I want to see everything you’re feeling.” I rose from where I sat, trailing my hands down his torso, feeling the tension in his muscles beneath my fingertips. His body swayed toward mine, drawn like a magnet, but I pressed a firm hand against his chest, guiding him backward. “Lay down,” I murmured, my voice soft yet commanding, watching as his knees bent and he sank onto the edge of the bed. I nudged him further, my hands never leaving his skin, coaxing him to lie back until his head met the pillows. His body sprawled out before me, every inch of him exposed and vulnerable. I stood over him for a moment, drinking in the sight, the heat in his eyes meeting mine, before climbing onto the bed to join him, ready to continue my teasing torment. His gaze was raw, vulnerable, a mirror of his need as I pushed him closer and closer to the brink. I could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles trembled as he fought to hold on. “You’re so good for me,” I whispered, my voice dripping with praise. “Letting me control you like this, trusting me to keep you right where I want you.” I tightened my grip slightly, increasing the pace just enough to make his breath hitch, then slowed again, watching his frustration and desire flicker across his face. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more, but I pulled back, denying him the release he craved. “Not yet,” I said softly, a teasing smile playing on my lips. “I’m not done with you.” His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and I felt his cock twitch in my hands, straining against the restraint I held over him. The power in this moment was intoxicating, the way he surrendered himself to me, completely vulnerable and utterly mine. I leaned up, pressing my lips to his in a kiss that was both tender and possessive, my hand never stopping its slow, torturous rhythm. “You’ll come when I say,” I whispered against his lips. “Not a moment before.” And with that, I returned to my work, drawing out every gasp, every shudder, every ounce of pleasure, savouring the way his body responded to my touch. I could feel his restraint slipping as I continued to edge him, taking him to the brink and pulling him back each time. His body quaked with need, his hands gripping the sheets beside him as though tethering himself to reality. Every time his hips bucked or his breath hitched, I slowed my strokes, letting him simmer in the delicious agony of anticipation. “You’re so close, aren’t you?” I teased, my lips brushing against his ear, my voice dripping with sweet cruelty. “But you’re not there yet. Not until I say so.” He groaned, a desperate sound that sent a thrill through me. His entire body was taut, clenching with each teasing flick of my wrist. I let my tongue glide over his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat as I quickened my pace, my hand slick and warm as it moved over his cock. His breathing grew ragged, his muscles trembling beneath my touch. Just as I felt his body begin to tighten, teetering on the edge, I stopped. My hand stilled, holding him firmly but giving no more. He gasped, his eyes snapping open to meet mine, filled with both frustration and raw need. “You’re torturing me,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust. I smirked, leaning in to kiss the corner of his mouth, my other hand sliding up his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart. “That’s the point, my love,” I murmured. “I want to see you completely undone. I want to watch you fall apart for me.” I gave him a moment to recover, to catch his breath, before I began again, slower this time. My hand moved with an almost lazy rhythm, the sensation so gentle it was maddening. I watched every flicker of emotion cross his face, every gasp and groan as I brought him to the edge once more. “Please,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I can’t take it anymore.” His plea sent a surge of satisfaction through me. I knew he was mine, completely at my mercy, and I savored the moment as I picked up the pace, my strokes firm and deliberate. This time, I didn’t stop. “Let go,” I whispered, my voice soft but commanding. “I want you to come for me. Now.” His entire body tensed, his head tilting back as a shuddering groan escaped his lips. I felt him pulse in my hand as he finally released, his climax crashing over him like a wave. His chest heaved, his muscles trembling as I stroked him through it, drawing out every last bit of his pleasure. I watched him intently, drinking in the way his face contorted with ecstasy, the way his body surrendered completely to the sensations I had built up in him. His eyes fluttered open, dazed and filled with a soft, sated glow as he looked at me. I brought my lips to his, kissing him deeply, a kiss that was equal parts possessive and tender. “You’re beautiful like this,” I whispered against his mouth, my hands gently caressing his thighs now, soothing him as he came down. He laughed breathlessly, his body still trembling as he pulled me into his arms. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, his voice warm and full of affection. “Then I’ll make sure it’s worth it,” I replied, a mischievous grin on my lips as I nestled into him, both of us basking in the afterglow of our secret, stolen moment. In this private world we’d created, nothing existed but us, and I was determined to let us enjoy every moment of it.

19 January 2025

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

19 January 2025

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I was asked by a couple i knew to attend a swingers club. This was a first for me and all i knew was that at 9 pm you either went home or got naked. And that all decisions involving a women needed consent from the woman. After meeting a few people in the bar i decided to stay and get naked I started to explore the venue and it was amazing , the openness and sense of honesty that existed. It was exciting and erotic. I walked into a group sex room which had a large round bed in the middle covered in couples having sex and all others in the room (mostly male) were stroking themselves and watching . An asain lady took my hand and walked me to the big round bed. We started to kiss and i layed her back on the bed as couples made room for her. I pulled her buttock to the edge and began to explore her with my tongue . She began to shiver and i could taste her as she began to orgasm. I could here the men watching us as they got faster stroking them selves . I was aware that one of them was very close behind me but my attention was focused on her as she was now squirting and almost lifted her petite body off the bed. I am now extremely aroused. I dont even know this woman's name and others are touching my body. I felt a hand on my right shoulder as i knelt on the floor with my head between her legs. Before i knew it there was something hard and warm being rubbed around my anus. For a second or so i clamped up but for some reason i just began to relax. I didnt look behind me. I became curious , one of my hands was now between a blonde ladies legs as she inserted my fingers inside her. This was absolutely amazing. Then i felt what i think was fingers being inserted inside me it actually felt good i remember groaning with pleasure. Then i felt something different it was warm and moving in and out of me getting deeper each time . I did not look back but i know he came inside me then a hand began to stroke my balls and my hard penis as a second man inserted into my now wet dilated anus. I have never been touched by a man before this nor have i ever been attracted to a man before that night or ever since that night there were two women who that i saw cum and three men i have no idea who they are but once relaxed it was an amazing experience

18 January 2025

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Though based on real people from this site, This story is completely the imagination of an cert interactive experience. Thanks for the inspiration 🕴️💃 I enjoyed the imagination of you guys! After a short discussion over the phone with texts, The rules were set. I'm there for her, and he is the boss. I didn't realise I would be so Excited and nervous as I prepared to travel to the host's apartment. Anticipating the most beautiful woman had me exploding in anxiousness excitingly. I couldn't believe it. I'm an ok looking guy, But his girl, wow, she's absolutely gorgeous a real stunner. She has these gorgeous plump round breast, defined back and neck gosh. I could feel the softness of her skin in my mind and my lips could almost feel the tenderness of her body as I got my car keys I couldn't believe I was about to go be naked with this amazing woman. The smile on my face unwavering in anticipation. My imagination kept going regardless of my efforts to distract myself with notions of maturity. I could visualise the indentation of her body by the few ribs below her breast and imagining a seductive welcoming smile. Shit all this imagination of sexyness and I forgot my phone. The neighbours now monitoring me overlooking their own lives as they peep into wonder as to what the hell am I running around for. I slam the door of the car I rush back inside the house to grab my phone. Great , There it is as I take a deep breath returning the phone into my pocket resetting the composure of a confident young man. Nope, As I sit into the car, The giant grin appears with a vengeance back on my face. My fist now clamped in excitement as I quietly encourage myself with a Fuck Yeah. See this woman is not just a normal woman. There's just something that encapsulates an emotion of unbelievable satisfaction of lust, especially when it comes with knowing the beautiful woman I'm about to share passionate sex with. The beating of a heart in nervous preparation. Like battle is within me, whilst I try to control the escaping excitement and enthusiasm building. Without repreve this battle continued throughout the drive, slightly increasing as the host's apartment appeared in sight. I found a good place to park, gathered my items from the passenger side seat and putt them in my pockets as I walked towards the door. Knock Knock. And in expectation of my arrival He opened his door. A moment of insecurity masked with dominance without a smile while I was looked over, down and up, With him just to say as he gestured with his hand, She's in the lounge , I won't be far. For almost a second I forgot my heart was beating. And for about 5-6steps I wondered if he could hear it beating in its nervousness. Untill silence. Almost like the world had no sound, a world with no worries as I entered the lounge to be greeted. There she was with a smile so sweet so nurturing and beautifully projected I completely forgot how absolutely gorgeous and stunning she was . I felt more at ease then I thought I ever could be as she sat proudly powered in content of her desires. As I approached her she slowly lifted her hands placing her thumbs under each band of her fitted top that crossed her shoulders. Within a split second entwined with thoughts of adoring the subtle differences of depth between her color bone and necklace, Both of my hands met hers with my index fingers assisting her thumbs as we both adjusted the tops straps over her shoulders resting below on her arms. She was now well aware of my arrival and admiration of her body as she watched my eyes ever so gratefully adore the little indifferences of her skin. She slightly leaned away after allowing me time to dive into my thoughts as I admired her resting her back now on the soft lounge. In a continuous movement soft kisses where once layed the straps upon her chest, I began working my kisses to the crest of her top cherishing her slowly bringing her top down over her amazing breasts that naturally were pushing against her top as the kisses and admiration continued using my spare fingers to assist her with the straps as they passed her elbows. As soon as I felt the straps pass her elbows a reciprocating touch from her hands was felt as they made there way towards my waist. Knowing I was alittle out of reach, I retreated from the most amazing breasts, now sitting proudly above the top that held them so nice to release the pressure off my belt buckle as I moved me waist into her grasping hands. As I helped with her top, she was helping with my belt when I released my heavily beating cock into the welcoming palms of her hands. By the time I looked to admire once again those amazing breasts , Her soft lips surrounded my cock , her hair slightly increasing coverage over her face restricting my admiration of her beautiful skin that surrounded her cheeks and gorgeous face in a way to admire such a beautiful woman I slowly lifted her hair ever so slightly away , with a smile greeted by her amazing eyes as they looked upwards to confirm my participation. After she looked up at me a she burried my cock in her mouth, and continued to force myself into her to encourage me to voice my satisfaction and upon the gasp of satisfaction she sensually continued In a way that ever so slowly reduced the pressure of my cock inside her mouth. I shuffled backwards removing my cock from her mouth reaching down with both hand on each side of her hips grasping the denim jeans, His woman then shuffled backwards removing the jeans to leave the most amazing, well fitted edge laced style underwear in which was removed as quickly as the jeans had hit the floor. My eyes grateful and thankful as I looked into her eyes in appreciation for the situation gestured at the top of the couch arm rest where now after shuffling just alittle this most amazing woman was now well aware it was my pleasure in turn. I softly grab her ankle and assist her in placing it on the back rest of the lounge as I kissed my way from her thigh to the most gorgeous plump smooth muscle. Wetting her with my mouth I focused on engorgement of her clit feeling the growing firmness with my lips before I berried myself into her wetness. My hands caressed the soft indentations of her ribs underneath the top that cradled those amazing breasts. With the movements of her pelvis increasing I knew it was time to move forward. My cock was demanding through its hardness. I could see thoughts racing in his woman's mind. Thoughts of determination to ensure her wants were met. For I was here for a good time, not a long time. In a continuous movement his woman slowly slid down onto the lounge seat and spun around making her shoulders and back rest on the floor. Now her shoulders rest under her hips that are now braced against the side of the lounge seat. Encouraged by the most gorgeous plump smooth muscle wet from my mouth and the eagerness of her look, and confidence in what she wants I moved into a good spot as my interestingly Hardened cock now needed to be forced downwards into her wetness. As my cock dove deep inside her, I could feel her clasping around as my cock dove deeper and deeper with out repreve the sounds of her pleasure filled ears. Her shoulders resting now on the floor twisting as my cock reached its depths. Softly and tenderly I slowly lifted my cock that was driven so deep inside her ever so slowly to feel every little bit of detail inside her. As I felt her clasping around the base of the head of my cock I dove my cock deeply with more determination repeating this untill I no longer was lifting my cock gently rather continuously diving into her wetness as she struggled to concentrate on grasping my cock. With a big arch of her back and neck I followed her gaze with my eyes to now see her looking into her man's eyes with gratitude in thankfulness. I was so appreciative of being able to be apart of her thankfulness that it encouraged me to dive my cock deeper into her grasping wetness as she gestured with pleasure at her man. At the moment I gained my breath and energy His most gorgeous moman arose from the base of the couch to now walk around behind the side of the couch leaning over the arm resting on her stomach, elbows resting now on the seat with her chin cradled by the Palms of her hands facing toward her man. She ever so slightly increased the distance between her ankles and arched her waist and lower back as she said fuck me as hard as you want untill you cum ok. , I didn't even say a word. I knew exactly what I was here for. I look down and he wet plumpness now surrounded by the most amazing bootylicious booty that you could imagine, As I start making my way into her wetness, clawing at her behind and hips as her sounds of pleasure increasing into her man's eyes. The pace of my cock driving into her stopped increasing and stayed at a steady stream of pounding as I reached down her waist to gather her knee to place it on the arm rest while keeping the other remaining in place. The sounds of pleasure increasing into her man's eyes as he came closer into her gaze resting his hands on the sides of her face as he fit kisses inbetween the pleasure increasing moans. It was now I reached down her waist to gather her other knee raising it to join the other as I firmly grasped onto her hips and ferociously dove deeper into her as she reached on-top of her man's head with a clasp of her hand a Palm full of his hair. Slowly she grasped with the hand as she squeezed it into a first , within just a short moment the release of the grasping fist full of his hair. Final move , I went from the hold on her hips to placing both hands palm onto hand together on-top of her tail bone pushing her hips down into my thrust as I released in my mind one of the best climaxes i have been apart of. Alittle disoriented and confused I adjusted my clothes and in a sweet as possible way we all said our thank yous and within 2minutes I was reaching for my car door and about to drive home as I thought , fark I shoulda filmed that . 🥹😭😘 Written by Me

18 January 2025

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

14 January 2025

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Sunnyside beach on the Mornington Peninsula is a “clothing optional” beach, where people can go and relax on the sand or in the water sans clothing, for the sort of freedom you just don’t get with togs on. I discovered it about six or seven years ago and head down whenever I can. The nudist community band around the ideas of inclusion and judgement-free getting back to nature. They frown on acts of a sexual nature as they are fighting to keep the beach clothing-optional against a greedy local council and plenty of big money developers in the area. So I really hope none of them read this… For sure, my main interest in the beach is the nude element. I love being able to just head down without worrying about whether I have packed swimmers. I’ve even headed down there after work in a suit, walking along the rocks in boxers and black shoes before ditching the lot and diving into the water. But I’m also interested in sex, and, once the sun heads for the shoreline, couples start to play. There’s an etiquette to watching other couples play. Those who want to enjoy each other without an audience head to their tents or out into the water. Others try to be surreptitious, spooning on their towels with slight rocking movements indicating that he’s inside her. Leave those people alone. They’re not looking for an audience. They just want to fuck in nature, and god bless them. Others want an audience. For example, one day I’m walking in the shallows and pass a couple sitting at the waterline. “Nice in.” “Absolutely glorious. You live locally?” And as we’re chatting, he’s stroking her belly with one hand, sliding a hand up to tweak a nipple or down into the water to gently rub between her spread legs. Water droplets bead on her breasts and belly, renewed each time he lifts his hand from the water to wet her skin anew. The cold water on her nipples has them jutting out, with those gorgeous little goose pimples on the aureolae that feel so good on your tongue. She has his rock-hard cock in her hand, running her thumb in circles around the head as it pokes above the water like a horny periscope. He’s grinning openly at me while we talk and she is watching my cock harden as it points straight at her. There’s no invitation to join in and I guess I could have taken another step forward to see what would happen but I’m enjoying the view. “Feel free to say hi again on your way back,” she says, as she rolls over onto her belly and up onto her knees, bending down to give me a delicious view of her ass and pussy and also to give her man a quick kiss on the tip of his cock. “I need to lie in the sun.” “And dry off?” I asked. She looked over her shoulder at me. “And get wetter.” Sunnyside is ostensibly broken into three sections. From the carpark, the first section is for the naturists and newbies. The people who run the Facebook page are there most days and a large group of people who all know each other. Families hit that section sometimes and couples who haven’t been before and just want to try it out. The middle section has been nicknamed “The Swingers Section” and it is here that groups and pairs of fit and horny couples of all ages congregate. During the day they drink and tan and play music and hang out. And once the sun goes down things get steamy. The far section, past the old boat ramp, is mainly populated by men, young and old, mostly fit, often rock hard as they lie in the sun and chat with their friends and occasionally disappear into the rocks at the end of the beach. Me, I start in the first section, get my gear off, head for the water, float for a bit, swim for a bit, have a look for the banjo shark and say hello to the puffer fish and just enjoy the feeling of the water on my nakedness. Once I’ve lowered my body temperature and tugged myself free of that state of shrinkage that comes from a penis being exposed to cold water, I head down to the middle section to find a spare bit of beach and read for awhile while I warm up and watch the world around me. One day I sat there, just watching the sun reflecting orange on the waves, and the silhouette of naked people ringed with orange evening fire. A man and woman jogged up towards me from the water, the woman shaking water from her dark ringlets and the man’s cock bouncing with each step. They fell onto towels, laughing, about a metre away from me and I realised I’d set up too close. “Shit, sorry guys. I can move if you want.” “No, stay. You look comfortable.” They looked comfortable as well. He had a hand towel and was rubbing her back, swatting at her ass to remove particles of sand. “That’s enough!” she giggled. “Just moisturise me already!” She looked over at me. “You need to watch him and make sure he doesn’t miss a spot.” That was enough permission for me. I rolled onto my side and raised onto one elbow for a good view as he straddled her legs and leaned forward to pull out a squeeze bottle of moisturiser. He squeezed a dollop into his hand and dropped the bottle onto the towel. Rubbing his hands together, he started spreading the cream over her back, inching forward on his knees to reach her shoulders. His straining cock slid between her ass cheeks and nestled there. A drop of precum glistened on the tip, threatening to drop onto her back with every twitch. He covered her shoulders and upper back with expert strokes, rubbing the cream into her skin. His hands slid down her sides, stroking the sides of her breasts before returning to her back. With each upward stroke of his hands, he moved forward slightly and his cock slid along the crease of her buttocks. By this time I was also hard. The woman lay with her face towards me, eyes closed in bliss and a big smile on her face. The guy grabbed the bottle again and squirted another glob of cream onto his hands. The smell was tropical with hints of guava and coconut and lime and it just made me more excited. I dunno, something to do with a childhood of smelling Le Tan coconut oil on barely covered bodies during summer vacation? This time his hands slid over her lower back and up onto the curve of her ass. Her skin looked radiant, slightly gleaming with fresh cream and brown from the sun. His hands stroked each cheek, pulling them apart with his thumbs as he massaged cream into them. Each time, his cock would slide back and press deeper into the crease, and then the head would pop back out the top, slick with cream and his own excitement. The woman opened one eye and caught my gaze. Then her glance dipped down to my throbbing cock. It twitched, excited to be acknowledged. Her smile widened. She reached out a hand and beckoned me closer. I looked up at the guy and he gave a brief nod, still working that butt. I slid sideways off my towel and onto the sand, moving close enough for her to reach out and grasp me. She gave a low murmur of appreciation and explored me with her hand, her eyes now closed again. “Has he missed a spot?” “He’s been very thorough,” I said. “Although a sundried rosebud seems like an unpleasant experience, so maybe one more globule there?” She gave me a little tug. “Good idea.” The guy got the bottle one more time and this time squeezed the blob directly between her cheeks. I held out a hand as well, nodding down at his girlfriend’s hand on my cock. He gave me a squirt too and I applied it to my cockhead, where she could find it and spread it around. She coated the palm of her hand and her fingers and started to work the cream into my cock, sliding up and down, stroking the ridges of my cockhead with the end of her thumb, sliding down to cup my balls. Meanwhile, he was using his cock to massage between her cheeks, holding them apart with his hands and coating her anus with moisturiser, using the head of his cock to rub it in. He slid back and forward, pressing a little against her button each time. She slid her hand up and down my cock with the same rhythm he was using and I could imagine taking his place. “I think you’re moisturised,” the guy said, still stroking between her cheeks. He had a wonderful Spanish accent to match his dark features. The woman, still with her eyes closed, still stroking me with a slow, measured movement, opened her mouth. “Only on the outside.” I almost came in my hand, it was such a perfect come on. He got the idea immediately and on his next pass back and forward, his knob end caught on the knot of her anus and stopped. He rubbed a bit more cream around the entrance and on the end of his cock and I moved a little closer to watch as his cockhead pressed forward with a small, impassioned grunt from the guy and a tiny slurp as the knot tightened around the end of his cock. He left it there a moment, his cock twitching and her muscles contracting visibly around him. Then he slowly pressed in and his shaft disappeared inside her, inch by fabulous inch. His hips rocked sensuously as he let them do most of the work, not being too obvious about ass fucking his girlfriend on a public, if nude, beach. Even so, I started to notice out of the corner of my eye the slow approach of the perves. Some stayed in the water, some stood in the distance off to the side. All had their cocks in their hands, watching keenly or surreptitiously. Dudes, you’re not fooling anyone. She moaned as he filled her over and over again. I moaned from the regular attention of her hand as she picked up the pace as her excitement increased. She was wriggling beneath him and he was holding her hips as he rocked in and out of her, sometimes drawing all the way out so that I could see her gaping for him before he slid smoothly back in. Even in the heat of the evening, there was a soaking patch on the towel beneath her. She started to breathe in short, shallow gasps and her hand was now stroking me furiously. And then her back locked up and she let out a little squeal and he filled her up to his balls and his belly was convulsing and she squeezed me hard and I shot a stream of cum across her back. We stayed frozen like that for a few moments. Her squeezing me like a stress ball as cum dribbled over her fingers. Them breathing heavily as he slowly moved inside her, reluctant to leave. And then he leant forward to kiss her neck and pulled out and she lay there, cum seeping from her still contracting anus. And he lay down beside her, arm draped over her back. And she let me go and thanked me for being so vigilant. And they went to sleep and I guess I did too as when I opened my eyes again it was almost full dark, the couple were gone, and my bookmark had a phone number written on it. I usually head down to the beach alone – it’s an unusual lifestyle and my friends are pretty straightlaced for the most part. But I convinced Laurel, one of my oldest female friends that a trip to the beach might be a good idea. We had already spent a lot of time naked together so that bit wasn’t new. But we’d never played in public, so this seemed like a good place to start. Yes, I’m sorry Sunnyside nudists. Absolutely destroying the reputation of the place. We got down in the evening. I love the beach at that time. The light quality is different and the sun doesn’t burn my Irish-ancestry skin. I set up a beach shelter for later and stripped off in a second. Laurel watched me and I grinned, motioning towards her clothing. “Yeah ok,” she said. The t-shirt came off first, tentatively. She was at least as pale as me, but it looked so much better on her. Her breasts were large and pressed against her bra, desperate to see the last rays of sunshine. “You want a hand?” I asked. “I’m good,” she replied and reached back to let the girls loose. I was in awe, as always of her breasts and the gorgeous round nipples that protruded from them. “All the way?” she asked, thumbs in her skirt waist band. I nodded and she slid the skirt down along with her panties and stood before the world and the wide blue ocean, pale and naked and lovely. “You ok?” I asked. She looked around at the still-busy beach. Nobody was watching. People were going about their business. It’s a hard job being naked. My own job was getting hard at the sight of her. “Yup. To the water?” “To the water.” Melbourne beaches always have that bit of a chill to them in the water and I watched as Laurel stepped into the water with a small squeal. I ran past, knowing if I took it slow she would splash me. That allowed me to turn and watch as she slowly walked in. When her breasts reached the water, her nipples stood up straight and her flesh goose-bumped. She gave one final shriek and then, steeling herself, plunged under the water. She came up gasping and dashed towards me, wrapping herself around me and shivering. I rubbed her arms and back and held her close until the water around us was closer to our internal temps. With her legs wrapped around me, my cock nestled perfectly against her ass. When she’d warmed up, she broke away from me and paddled backwards to float on the surface, her breasts floating and her long black hair spread out around her head like a halo. Between her legs was a V of dark hair, now poking up and glittering with drops of water. I swam up next to her and stood to hold her up. One hand was on her upper back, one was on her butt. I leant down and licked salt water from her belly and then from each nipple. My lower hand slid between her legs as I held her afloat. I rubbed at her slit, not obvious to anyone looking but very obvious to her. She moaned and then rolled off my hands, breast stroking back closer to shore. I caught her when we could both kneel in the water and slid in behind her. We just sat there and chatted. We were joined by an older guy with a big white beard. He looked like Santa if Santa’s sack hung from between his legs instead of over his shoulder. We talked to him for a bit about random stuff. All the while my cock nestled between Laurel’s thighs, rubbing gently against her pussy and clit as the lapping waves shoved me backwards and forwards. I don’t know if Santa knew this but he was definitely enjoying the sight of Laurel’s breasts floating on the surface of the water. He wanted to put her on his Naughty list and give her more than just coal in her stocking. I mean, who could blame him? He only comes once a year. When he’d moved on, Laurel leaned back into me and said “I’m getting super hot with all this rubbing. Did you want to go to the tent?” Does the pope shit in the woods? We headed up the beach to my beach shelter. It was open-fronted, so I dragged it around so that it faced away from the water. I don’t mind people watching, but for Laurel, I just wanted that little bit of privacy. She grabbed my cock and pulled me down into the shelter. Lying on her side, she pulled me into her mouth and started sucking me hard, pulling me into her mouth before releasing me and going again. It was intense but delicious. I reached down and tweaked her nipples before cupping a breast in my hand and squeezing. I reached lower and she opened her legs so that I could slip my hand between them and feel her wetness. I loved Laurel’s tightness. She squeezed my fingers as I entered her and started rubbing the upper wall of her pussy. That’s when I noticed that there was a guy with a tent set up just behind us. He’d been there all along but we hadn’t noticed in our eagerness. He was a younger guy with a huge black beard but no body hair. His expression was just now changing from surprise to arousal as this unexpected sex show showed up just in front of him. I grinned at him. He nodded appreciatively. I slipped out of Laurel’s pussy and started to rub her anus. She gave an immediate moan. She loves that feeling and doubled down on my cock with her lips. I pressed my pointer into her anus and my middle finger into her pussy. I rubbed the two fingers together with only a soft wall between them. She moaned into my cock. The guy in the other tent was stroking himself now. I ran my hand through Laurel’s hair. “We have an audience,” I said in a low voice. Her mouth came off my cock with a sudden pop and she looked up at me. I motioned with my head behind her and she looked over with some difficulty to see the guy stroking himself. I was still fingering her and he would have a perfect view of my fingers sliding in and out of her. Laurel looked back at me and I raised an eyebrow. She gave a little shrug and leaned forward to take me in her mouth again. Between the feel of her on my cock and my fingers, and the view of the guy stroking himself at the sight of her, I was going to blow if things went on. I pulled back and kneeled closer. “I want to be inside you,” I said. She nodded and rolled onto her hands and knees, turning to face away from me and giving me the perfect view. I shuffled closer and placed my cock against her entrance. I slid it up and down, rubbing her clit with the head before sliding in up to my belly. I grabbed her hips and fucked her, revelling in her tightness. She thrust back against me, all the time watching the guy in front of us. “Do you. Uh, Like the show?” she asked him. He nodded, panting as he jerked on his cock, riding up his belly under his hand. “Did you want to come closer?” I didn’t expect this from her, but was happy to see him jump up and kneel down in front of us. Still stroking, but now he was only centimetres from Laurel’s face. She reached out and twanged his cock, to see it bounce. And then yanked him forward and into her mouth with a little yelp from him as he was almost pulled off balance. Filled from both ends, Laurel moaned as I fucked her from behind and the bearded guy fucked her face. One hand still on her hip I reached down and pressed my thumb against her pucker, prompting her to squirm and groan with her mouth full. She was gasping around his cock and pushing hard against me and I was feeling her tight pussy grab me and pull me in while I thumbed her anus and tried hard not to cum. But she was close and when she reached under and hit the bearded guy with an invading finger he moaned out loud and pulled out, spraying her face and chest with cum. She convulsed around me and I let loose, pulling out and covering her back with ropes of white. She fell forward, still twitching, onto the other guy’s lap and now she was covered in sand and cum and sweat. She laughed onto his knee. “Well, that was a new experience.” She added him on Kik without finding out his actual name and the two of us headed back into the water to wash off. The sun was down, but we stayed in the water until full dark, playing and floating. And I haven’t even started on my visits down to the far end of the beach.

13 January 2025

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I met Penny online and we hit it off immediately. Penny was a gorgeous English blonde with piercing eyes, toned body and some of the finest fake breasts I've ever seen! Penny and I had played together a few times and it quickly became apparent that we were very sexually compatible and equally kinky. Penny admitted that she always had the desire to peg a guy it just so happened that I was a guy who loved being pegged! Penny was house sitting her friends house/mansion for a couple of nights and we decided that this would be the night that Penny lost her pegging virginity. After "preparing myself" at home I arrived at the house, a Mediterranean styled house of 8 bedrooms nestled in the rainforest and Penny greeted me promptly at the front door. We kissed passionately had a glass of champagne and decided to duck into the local adult shop to buy a harness and a strap on that Penny liked (and that I could handle). To my surprise this was Penny's first time to a physical adult shop but when we walked in her eyes lit up and she was like a kid in a candy shop. I could tell Penny was becoming aroused by the thought of what lay ahead so we purchased a harness and a thick 7 inch, realistic black dong and headed home. After a couple more glasses of wine we decided to get down to business. "I want tonight to be sensual and I want to fucking worship you tonight" Penny said as we walked to the large room where we would play. "What colour lingerie would u like me to wear" she asked, "I have black, blue or coral". I had seen a pick of her in coral so I wanted to see it in the flesh. "I will go and get dressed why don't you get the room set up and have a shower" she ordered. I found some large candles and placed 12 throughout the room put on some easy music and had a shower. I waited naked on the sofa beside the bed for a few minutes before Penny walked through the door, coral lacy bra and g-string with garter belt and suspenders. Penny crawled onto the couch, kissed me passionately and whispered in my ear "I can't wait to fuck you". I fitted Penny with the harness, as I pulled it up over her firm ass goosebumps began to cover her skin. I tightened the harness and fitted the dong, immediately Penny spat in her hand and began to stroke the realistic cock "fuck that feels so hot, now I know why u guys play with your Cocks now. Penny rubs her body against mine, I can tell she's removed her bra as her full breasts and hard nipples are an unmistakable sensation against my skin. She slides down between my legs, spreads my ass cheeks and begins to make love to my hole with her tongue. It's not long before she starts spitting on my hole and sliding lube covered fingers inside me, Penny quickly puts a second finger inside me and begins to increase the depth and pace of her thrusts hitting my spot over and over. "Does that feel good babe" Penny asks....all I can muster is "fuck yes babe". "Mmmm, I'm going to fuck you now" Penny whispers in my ear. I slide a pillow under my hips to give her full access, I feel the drizzle of lube run between my cheeks and over my hole before the pressure of the black dong presses against my asshole. Like a pro Penny gently edges the cock slowly inside of me before withdrawing, each time she slides inside of me a little deeper but I'm that turned on and that lubed up that she slides her entire length inside of me on her third thrust. "Oh fuck" I moan as Penny begins to find her rhythm. "Fuck that's hot" Penny moans as she begins to feed me the entire shaft with more and more power. "I want you doggy" Penny states, I get to my knees, Penny thrust her cock back inside of me and begins to find her rhythm again. Before long I'm moaning uncontrollably, she's filling me up and I'm in ecstasy. Penny then reaches around and begins to stroke my hard cock as she continues fuck me. "I want u to watch me fuck you" is Penny's next command, I comply immediately. Penny quickly lifts my legs up over her shoulders and slides her black cock back inside me, as she does my already hard cock gets even harder in her hand. Penny begins to fuck me harder and deeper than she has all night while she vigorously pulls my cock. Her large perky oil covered breasts, shimmer in the candle light, "fuck me, fuck me harder" I moan in ecstasy. "Fucking cum for me baby" she demands as she thrusts harder and harder. I can't hold on any longer, I explode as streams of cum cover Penny's breasts. As she continues to fuck and pull me unrelentingly I continue to cum until she has milked ever drop I have to give. "Ahhh fuck yes" she says with a smile as she continues slowly slide in and out of me. "I'm so fucking wet, that was so hot" she confessed to me as she kisses me. We collapse beside each other both covered in cum and oil....both exhausted with delight.

13 January 2025

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I've strapped you to the sex seat, your arms pulled tight behind you, I've joined them to your ankles. You can't move and every small move you do make; every breath you take, moves your breasts up and down. I travel my hand slowly down the side of your neck, across your right breast, over your stomach, stopping to cup your pussy in my hand. You squirm, desperate to feel the friction on your clit, easing away the growing ache. But I'm not ready for you to come yet, in fact, it is my right not to let you cum tonight, not if I don't want you to. As you start rubbing yourself against my hand I give you the friction you crave. As you work yourself over my hand, I pull away, sharply smacking your clit and pussy in the process. You gasp. I use my other hand to grip your jaw, forcing your mouth open and with it, your tongue rolls out. I bring my still wet hand up to your mouth and rub my palm against it. Making you lick and suck away your juices from my hand. I pull away, walking to our toy box and pulling out a favourite, the penis gag. Opening your mouth wide I shove it in. Securing it around your head without allowing you to adjust to it. Running my hands down your body again, I stop to palm your breasts, grabbing them and squeezing them between my hands. You moan, then whimper as my grip becomes tights. A sigh of relief escapes as I let go of your breasts, but it doesn't last long as I latch onto your nipples. Twisting, pulling and flicking them until they are a nice bright red. Your gasp has me looking at your face, a small mess now with your saliva dripping down your chin. I grin delighted at the sight. I reach around to pull on a glove. Your eyes giving me a questioning look. Pulling out a small jar of tiger palm I lift it up and under your nose, making you smell the potent cream before dabbing some on my finger. You start to whimper, knowing the sensation is about to come. I rub my fingers over your nipples, pulling and twisting, making sure the cream covers the entirety of your already red nipples. I sit back and take off my glove, enjoying the way your body arches and moans begging for some relief. Before long your moans start to come to a stop. Your face, your chin, a mess of a mix of wet and dry saliva. I slowly undo your gag. sliding it out and placing it out of the way. I come back, massaging your jaw, telling you it will need to be ready for when it takes my cock. Undoing the intricate rope work connecting you from the seat. I pick you up and put you on the bed. Giving you a moment to collect yourself, I wander to the toy box to gather more toys. Seeing you attempt to wipe the drool from your face, I smack your hands away with a gruff, leave it. Attaching the hands back to your ankles, I go a step further and wrap rope around your knees, connecting them to your neck. Every time you attempt to squirm away, the rope tightens around your neck, not cutting off your supply of oxygen, but just enough to let you know that you are not in control. That you won't be in control. Setting down in front of you, I run my hand across your pussy and your arse. Feeling that you are nice and wet I slide my hard cock in. Sliding in until my cock hits just the right spot, the spot I know your eyes roll to the back of your head. I begin to fuck you. Gripping your shoulders, I angle my hips at just the right angle, the angle I know you like, hitting your g spot time and time again. Just as you are about to come, I pull out. Leaving a small trail of my cum behind dripping out of your pussy. I tut and begin to push it back in. Your panting, breathless and a mess. But as I grin at you, you know there will be no sweet relief, no orgasm for you just yet. Moving away from you, I collect a new glove and the still open jar of tiger balm. Knowing it's no use, you close your mouth and await the sensations. I spread a small amount of tiger balm over your clit and the ring of your arse. Your back arches, tightening the rope around your neck and making you gasp. I watch and wait as you gain control of your breath. Rubbing circles over your legs and stomach with my hands. Murmuring words of praise. Once you have control, I attach clamps to your pussy lips, stretching and opening them wide. Exposing your clit, I blow a breath of air, instantly your pussy clenches. I groan. Knowing that your pussy would be feeling great clenching around my cock. But not yet. I'll be coming in your arse tonight. With your clit still exposed, I move around to the end of the bed, hovering over your mouth. I grab your shoulders and pull you back so your head tilts off the bed. I plunge my cock into your throat. Pulling out there is a trail of saliva adding to the mess you made earlier. I moan as my cock hits your throat. Telling you to relax your throat and to take a breath, I inch in slowly but determinedly. Pulling out I reach down and slap your exposed clit. You jerk, tightening the rope. I push back in and hold myself as deep as I can. I can feel your throat working on my cock. Squeezing it like it's the only place it's meant to be. Here, whilst in this position, your clit glistening with your juices. I begin to smack it. Forcing your throat to constrict around my cock with each smack. You're so close to cumming and so am I. But there will be no orgasms yet. I remind you. Pulling from your throat, I walk around and position myself where I want. I smother lube over you arse and my cock. You smile at me and I smile back at you. Pushing my cock into your arse. I go slowly, letting you adjust and relax around my cock. Soon I'm thrusting into your arse, feeling my orgasm approaching I clamp my fingers around your clit. Slightly using my fingernails to ensure your pain over rides your pleasure. I cum, filling your arse with my cum and once again marking you as mine. I pull out, leaving you panting, a mess and in need. Gabbing a wash cloth, I clean you up and untie you. Promising your orgasm in our next session.

12 January 2025

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

12 January 2025

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She'd said she had always been in stable relationships, but had never found the sexual fulfilment and eroticism that she'd thought should be possible. She'd been adamant that she wanted an anonymous someone to fuck her, to allow her to let go in ways she'd never been able to do. More than that, she'd said she wanted to be restrained in some way, while having her senses turned off, reducing that external volume and allowing her the permissions she craved... the opportunities to both submit to this unknown male energy, and be carried away on the internal waves of sensation and energy coming from his work on her. And apparently she wanted it to be anonymous, for reasons she'd struggled to communicate to him. Was it a degree of misplaced embarrassment in polite society somewhere within her, he'd wondered, for wanting to be taken and used in such a way, and to such a degree? For a man's lust and dominant sexual force to overwhelm her, when she'd perhaps always felt expected to be a 'good' upstanding family girl, to conform outwardly to apparent societal expectations of appropriate behaviour? He hadn't been sure quite where these needs were coming from and hadn't explored this level of sexual expression himself to that degree, but he'd always known he wasn't abashed or averse to some of the kinks and fetishes that few seemed to discuss. Indeed he'd often found himself having such wildly erotic fantasies, from a young age, whilst masturbating, his vivid imagination painting wonderfully erotic scenes, strangely familiar to his psyche... while perhaps also feeling some of those societal expectations, whether real or imaginary, to conform to the apparent norm or to suppress such behaviours... to be a kind, good man who wouldn't possibly consider treating any woman in that manner. He'd never felt overly compelled to act on his fantasies with a partner, as he was aware that fantasy and reality were different beasts..at least to his conventional sensibilities. He'd certainly been highly aroused as she'd freely shared her wants, in just a couple of online interactions with him, and he'd started to think that maybe he would enjoy inflicting some of his own deeper desires on this unknown woman who seemed to be almost pleading for the experience. He'd logged on the next night and there she'd been again. More messages. More need. More requests for him to do this and that to her in such a particular way. He'd wondered whether she needed some sort of medieval gaoler to release her angst, rather than the mostly caring and gentle lover he'd been in much of his past experience... but it was almost a mirror of something lurking within him. Not knowing her background he'd been a little wary about where this need was coming from, as he was aware that some people could fall into a pattern of being drawn to repeating negative behaviours, in any number of potentially unhealthy forms of abuse. They'd continued chatting late into the night and he'd probed her for where this was coming from. She'd shared her photo, whilst saying she really didn't want to know what he looked like, as this was about a particular fantasy for her. So he'd known that she was a good decade younger than him. She'd explained that she had always been drawn to older men, from her first sexual experiences in her late teens, finding boys and then men her own age unfulfilling and lacking what she needed sexually, emotionally, intellectually. She'd been quick to say, in response to his questioning, that she'd not suffered abuse or difficulty growing up and that this was about her desire to put herself in a position where she would be forced to relinquish responsibilities, to have no choice but to submit the control of her body to another person... something she'd shared she was unable to do elsewhere in life, either through her early familial responsibilities, or, more recently, through a career in which she was expected to always be in charge. He'd felt satisfied that this wasn't anything damaging or unhealthy, at least if handled carefully. Indeed, potentially quite the opposite. He'd been able to understand those desires to a degree and his own latent sexual wants had responded, as they'd started to paint a picture of the scenario in text. This had quickly lead to her sharing her number and some fast and furious late night phone sex, as they'd discussed it further. He'd outlined the potential risks she was taking if with the wrong person and felt obligated to at least raise her awareness of those potentially dangerous situations. But she was an intelligent and capable woman who, at 35, claimed she knew the risks, felt she could trust him after their chatting, and that her choices weren't his responsibility. Besides, he'd known that she was likely safer with him than with God knows who else she might stumble across in these often shady online corridors, whilst looking for such an unusual encounter. He'd messaged her that he would accept her fantasy and that he would make arrangements, some of which would involve ordering some of the equipment he had in mind. They'd made plans for her to arrive in his town, 25km south of Hobart, on the Friday evening of the following week, 10 days away. He'd insisted that they both get a full sexual health check, that she was not to have any form of sexual contact with him, or anyone else, nor to masturbate, over that period, as he wanted her sexual energy peaking and her to be ripe for the plucking when she arrived. He'd heard her frustration at the wait but she agreed. Furthermore he'd decided to set her a preparatory task over that 10 days (something that had caught him by surprise when the thought had arisen in him, as he'd not generally taken this sort of approach in the past... but he'd decided to push forward as she was clearly wanting a strong experience, and this had the potential to be just that for them both). He'd asked if she was experienced with performing fellatio, and when she'd hesitated, he'd clarified it as giving a blow job. "Of course, I love doing that for partners" she'd happily replied. He'd gone further with the idea, though, focusing on the practice of deep throating, a term thrown around somewhat casually and jokingly in conversation at times, but that very few, in his experience, have the knowledge to perform safely and enjoyably for both participants. His description of the process had elicited a more hesitant response from her, as she'd admitted she'd not even realised it was possible to take the full length of a penis that way, outside of the sexually gymnastic stars of adult entertainment. Her task, then, he'd said, involved her experimenting with the strength of her gag reflex. He'd told her to follow her own pace but his suggestion was to spend 3 days gently probing towards the back of her throat with her fingers, getting an idea of her throat's reaction to that unusual sensation. He'd gone on to boldly instruct her that if she found herself managing the finger technique without too much difficulty, then she could advance to using something like a small zucchini in a condom or, even better, visit an adult store for a flexible dildo to slowly continue the technique with, until they met. Happily, as they'd touched base each evening over the following 10 days, she'd reported discovering that she apparently had only a minor gag reflex and had surprised herself by quickly progressing to being able to take much of the length of a soft silicone dildo into her throat without too much difficulty. As she'd progressed so easily, he'd quickly embellished her task, with suggestions for breathing techniques that allowed her to focus on breathing through her nose around the dildo as she slid it in and out of her throat, and to practice holding her breath for longer periods with it fully inserted. For his part, he'd quickly weighed up the potential myriad of ways to restrain her and settled on an easy compromise as an introduction, after looking at a couple of Australian BDSM catalogues online. A firm foam wedge made up of several pieces, to be arranged in various ways, with anchor points on the side for attaching both arm and leg restraints to. She'd said she particularly enjoyed being taken from behind, both vaginally and anally, and he'd felt this would likely put her in the perfect position to give him access, whilst being comfortable for both of them over an extended session. He'd bought the accompanying handcuffs, a mask that would allow her eyes to remain open, but in absolute darkness, a ball gag (that apparently induced drooling by forcing the mouth to remain open, as a further extension on sensation play) and finally, a 12 inch long, black suede flogger that he'd found amusingly like a scaled down idea of the historically feared cat o nine tails, minus the knots. As a last minute decision, he'd added a further surprise to his shopping cart, as a fun possibility to try. It was that simple. He'd had a rough idea of how it might play out in his mind, despite not having taken things to this level in the past, or even searching for ideas on what to try particularly... he'd thought it would be fun for them both to discover a path through this together, and he certainly didn't lack the imagination of what he might want to do to her. On some weird level he'd wanted to do this sort of thing sexually since approaching puberty and it had felt confusingly familiar, even at such an early prepubescent age. He'd started to discover his sexuality early, quite innocently stumbling across masturbation at around the age of eleven, along with this almost innate and extreme form of sexual imagery... far earlier than school friends who had seemed to discover their sexual awakenings years later. But life had taken an unusual course for him and he'd never really acted on those deep desires, or even gone on to have the breadth of sexual experience that was more mainstream, just not needing it in that form. He knew that he was a bit odd in that department and those unusual longings had stayed with him for almost forty years, perhaps simmering away below the surface. The gear had arrived mid the following week and he'd set the wedge up in the spare room on the futon, arranging the other items within easy reach, along with a few nicely scented candles around the room... chuckling to himself at the thought that a dungeon didn't have to smell too torturous. He'd also put in a few towels, some foam earplugs (as she'd asked to have that sense reduction too), a pair of heavy leather rigger's gloves and some natural lubricant that was made from kiwifruit extract and even smelled nice. All set on the Thursday, he'd found his sexual excitement rising in anticipation of the following day and their final, brief nightly phone call had been somewhat breathy for them both. Friday arrived and he'd had a further idea for perhaps heightening her experience. He'd texted her at work to tell her he'd decided that, rather than giving her his address, as they'd planned, she was to park in the local Woolworths carpark in the early winter darkness, to recline her seat and, with a simple sleep mask on, to wait for him to pick her up. He would knock 5 times, slowly, on her window so that she knew it was him. She'd texted back that the idea of this additional anonymity was making her even more wet at her desk, and that she was struggling to focus on her day's tasks. "Good to know" he'd replied with a grin. His afternoon had passed with his own excitement building, his body repeatedly responding to his train of thought, as he'd allowed ideas of which way he might guide their experience that night dance through his mind. Finally, after her quick message to say she was on her way, he'd lit the fire and awaited notification of the arrival of his quarry. 6pm on the dot she'd texted a brief "Here x" and he'd checked the fire was burning well in anticipation of the expected frosty night, before pulling the door closed and heading the kilometre or so to the car park. He'd told her to park at the end of the busy carpark nearest the petrol station and she'd said she would be in a dark grey VW Golf. He saw the car and his excitement was palpable, his pants feeling like they'd suddenly been vacuum sealed around his groin, as he parked next to her. He took a deep breath and climbed out of the car, slamming the door harder than he'd intended, in his aroused state. There she was, playing her part perfectly, reclined and apparently sleeping with a mask on in the driver's seat, nothing out of the ordinary to any passers-by that might have glanced through the windows. Her wavy shoulder length brunette hair spilling over the headrest and her skirted charcoal business suit slightly crumpled. He raised his fist and rapped a knuckle five times on the window, pausing for a second between each knock. Her head turned slightly towards the window and a second later her indicators flashed as she pressed the button to unlock her doors. He opened the driver's door and, more deeply than he'd expected, his excitement affecting his vocal cords, said "Hello, young lady. Are you ready for me to help you out and into my car?" She replied with a slightly wavering and strained "Hello. Yes please." and he could see that she was quivering like a taut bow string. He wanted to allay her nervousness somehow, but also felt it might take some of that excitement away from her if he was too comforting, so he gently reached for her hand, feeling her jump at that first contact. He guided her up and out of her car, shutting the door behind her before opening his front passenger door and ushering her in. He shut the door gently behind her and moved around the front of his car, watching this young woman sit blindfolded and upright, not for the first time raising his eyebrows at the thought of what they were doing. He climbed in and started the car, before realising her car wasn't locked. "Don't forget to lock your car" he said gently. She again gave a nervous "Oh yes. Thank you." He started back up the hill, wondering what to say in this rarest of situations. While they'd talked plenty in that preceding 10 days or so, the air was suddenly heavily pregnant with sexual tension and nerves. He blurted out "So Darling, how was work!?" Fortunately it hit the right spot, with her laughing "You have no idea!! Clients and colleagues have been giving me funny looks and asking if I'm okay all day! I couldn't tell them that my panties were wet through and making a mess on my thighs, or that I could barely think straight for being so turned on, so I said that I thought I might have a cold coming on! I was leaking that much, I was worried about it showing through my skirt and making a mess on my chair!" And the nerves were gone, replaced by the comfort they'd shared in discussing all this on the phone. "That sounds like a quite a fun day for you," he laughed. "And we're only just getting to the business end of it". "I can't wait," she breathed "I was so nervous driving here and wondered if I could still do this, or whether I should turn around! But I'm here!" she smiled. "Good girl. We ARE going to do this" he rumbled and gave her leg a gentle squeeze, which elicited a breathless squeak of affirmation from her. He felt her thigh quiver under his palm... They'd agreed from the start, at her request, that they wouldn't even use names for this first anonymous experience as it heightened her leap into the unknown... if it moved forwards into something ongoing then they'd obviously get to know each other, but this was about the raw sexual experience and being forced to surrender to that uncomplicated energy, as she'd repeatedly said she felt she needed. "We're only 30 seconds from my place now." he said. "Once we get there, I'll slip into that slightly less personal role that you asked me for, barking orders and steering you where I want you to go." "Oh God yes," she replied with an audible yearning. "Please." The tires crunched down the gravel and he pulled up by his front door, killing the engine. He sat there for a moment, allowing the sudden silence to wrap around them, his heart beating powerfully, a heat rising up in him. She barely moved a muscle and he could almost feel the waves of heat emanating from her too. Without a word he climbed out, shutting the door behind him and walking around to open her door, lit by the outdoor house light. "Out" he said firmly, feeling a twinge of the unfamiliar at talking to a woman like this. "Yes Sir" she quickly replied, which slightly caught him by surprise. "From this point on, until I release you, you're to listen closely to my instructions and do EXACTLY as I say, do you understand? he said, quietly but with force. "Oh yes Sir, I will try my best" she said in a voice heavy with emotion. "Tell me what you'll do" he ordered "EXACTLY what you tell me to" she replied, quick as a flash "Good girl." he rewarded her. "Now, take 3 steps forwards. STOP. Turn 90 degrees to your right. STOP. You've turned too far. That WILL need correcting." "Sorry Sir" she murmured and started to rotate back. "STOP MOVING" he bellowed immediately, not caring if his neighbours heard. She paled, not saying a word as she stood there, her nervous exhalations steaming from her parted lips in the cold night air. "I WILL apply some discipline to you if you continue to make mistakes like that." He growled harshly in her right ear. "Nod if you understand." She immediately nodded vigorously. He'd moved up right behind her as she stood, blindfolded in his rural driveway. He reached around either side of her, careful not to touch her with his body, before clamping his hands tightly around her waist, twisting her back the few degrees she'd over-rotated. She gasped at the sudden, heavy contact and he couldn't resist stepping in and allowing her to feel his hardness pushing against her from behind, through his straining pants. His hands still on her hips, he felt her noticeably tremble and sink slightly. Is that what they call going weak at the knees, he smiled to himself, as her body sagged back into his slightly. He was feeling so sexually charged it was hard to register his own thoughts and he had to shake his head to focus on leading her inside. "Take 4 steps forward. NOT THREE. NOT FIVE. FOUR" he barked at her "How many steps are you going to take, convict?" "FOUR SIR" she answered loudly. "CORRECT!" he blasted "WELL?? MOVE!!" She gingerly walked forwards, completely blind under her sleep mask, stopping on the fourth. "You are TRYING MY PATIENCE, woman." he snapped. "Sorry sir" she whimpered quietly. "WHAT!?" he continued, warming to this unfamiliar dynamic "STOP MUMBLING!" "SORRY SIR" she repeated with volume "You are to navigate the three steps up in front of you to the front door" he growled "If you make ANOTHER mistake, I will rip your clothes off and give you the heaviest of floggings as soon as we are inside, bent over a chair and marking you as a reminder to please me. DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND!?" "Yes Sir." she gulped. "MOVE!" he commanded her. She tentatively lifted her right foot forwards until her toes found the step and she lifted and placed her sole onto the first wide step, bringing her left foot up to follow suit. "FASTER!" he barked, finding himself feeling unexpectedly further aroused by his control and her obsequious replies. She repeated the process more quickly now for the remaining two steps, his hands tight on her hips, his fingers digging in, locking her in a straight line. "STOP" he bawled as he reached for the key and opened the door. The pleasant blanket of heat from inside drifting over them in the cold night air. He looked up and realised that the sky was as clear as he could ever remember seeing it and he guessed it was his senses sharpening with all this sexual energy flowing through him. He noticed a glorious full moon rising on the eastern horizon and remembered reading that there was to be a once in 10 years Blue Moon that month. He smiled at the portentousness of it being that particular night. "Take FOUR steps forwards and THEN turn 90 degrees" he continued, as he placed his hands back on her hips roughly. "DON'T FUCK THIS UP!" She nodded demurely and carefully stepped over the threshold into his house. "Wait there. Don't move until you're called" he ordered once she was inside, slamming the door with a bang and turning the key in the deadlock. She jumped and he saw her take a deep fluttering breath in response, knowing she was now locked inside his domain. "I will, sir" she replied obediently, head dipped in submission He then moved around her and down the hall, flicking lights to the spare room, lighting the candles and looking at the scene with satisfaction. It looked functional and erotic, a place of potential pain and pleasure... freedom, perhaps, from the everyday pressures for the next couple of hours. He turned back and looked at her facing towards him along the hall, oblivious behind her sleeping mask, hands fiddling in front of her... anxious or perhaps restlessly excited by the sexual energy coiled inside her, waiting to be unleashed. "Walk forwards." he commanded her, the sound loud in the enclosed space. "Stop. Now turn 90 degrees to your left and step into your dungeon, with a further 2 steps until your shins are touching the futon" He stepped in close behind her again once she'd done as he instructed, the French Vanilla scent of the candles beginning to fill the room. This time, as she felt his hardness against her buttocks, he put his mouth to her left ear and whispered darkly "I'm going to take you while we're in here, in every way you can imagine, force you open, explore you, mark you and fill every inch of you. No one can save you from that now. No one will hear your screams. No one knows where you are. You need to please me. You will only be freed after I've forced you to FULLY satisfy me." She groaned deeply, grinding backwards through her skirt against his throbbing manhood. "Please," she whispered back longingly. "Please, please do that to me Sir" He lightly kissed her earlobe, before allowing the tip of his tongue and warm breath to dance inside her ear, causing her to shiver and emit another, more desire-laden groan. He took her lobe between his teeth, clenching down to leave a bite mark. "Please Sir, don't hurt me, I'll be good" She breathed. "I'll be the decider of that" he murmured as he continued rolling her ear lobe between his teeth, lightly running his hands up her flanks to cup her heavy breasts through her blouse. She was starting to pant and he noticed his own breathing was not dissimilar. He stepped back, causing a slight note of disappointment from her throat, and reached for the padded blindfold. Flicking the light switch off, he said "I want you to keep your eyes tightly shut and remove your sleeping mask, holding it out in front of you. I will give you a more substantial mask to put back on. A mask that you can open your eyes behind once fitted. Is that clear?" "Very clear Sir, thank you" her eager reply, as she lifted the sleeping mask from her face and held it in front of her. He paused and stepped close in front of her, she looked so trusting and vulnerable, innocent even, that he couldn't resist a sudden urge. Whispering "Keep those eyes closed tight." He leaned in and very gently kissed first her right eyelid and then her left, feeling her eyeballs fluttering underneath his lips, before lightly trailing his lips down and brushing her own, which immediately parted... and she sighed, as he was no longer there. He took the mask from her and placed the one he'd chosen in her hands. She fitted it and let out an expressionful "Wow! My eyes are open and it's absolutely pitch black, so much better than with them closed!" "Sir!" she added as an afterthought with a smirk. He smiled at her reaction, but took her chin between thumb and forefinger, sternly saying "From this point on you may make all the noises you like, you may shake or nod your head in reply, but you will only speak when spoken too. You are solely here for my pleasure, to be used by me. Is that clear? "Oh yes Sir, sorry Sir" her demure response. He flicked the soft overhead light back on. "I want you to slowly undress, while I run my eyes over you, inspecting you before I place you on my torture rack. I want you to start from the top and work down, holding each article of clothing out in front, for me to take from you. You're not to flinch or stop if you sense me close or touching you at any point. You are mine to do with as I please." She nodded and began removing her suit jacket. He took it from her outstretched hands and put it on a hanger in the open cupboard. She took a shuddering, deep, breath and began unbuttoning her blouse...

11 January 2025

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We hopped into the car to leave my parents house, shivering from the cold night air. Hubby had had quite a few drinks with my parents, especially my father who enjoyed his company and loved trying different liqueurs. I’m a lightweight, so only 1 drink for me, I was feeling relaxed and happy. We had a long drive ahead of us, and hubby was already playing a game on his mobile phone. “Mind if I listen to my book?” I asked him, “OK” was the reply. An hour later, my pussy was soaking as the narrator continued in breathy detail as the girl in the book had her sexual desires met by two men at the same time, every single touch, lick, suck and thrust described in delicious detail. Suddenly hubby spoke “OMG these books are so naughty. My wife is so naughty” he paused, and I looked over at him and met his gaze “Does this turn you on darling, does the thought of me sharing you with another man turn you on?”, I looked away quickly, my heart beating rapidly, I couldn’t believe he would ask me this, is this a trap, I glanced back, he grinned at me, his eyes filled with lust. “Yes” I whispered, looking away in shame. My cheeks flushed with heat, and I felt my pussy clench. Later that night, in bed, I snuggled my ass into my hubby’s groin, and he whispered in my ear “Would you really like me to share you with another man. I would love to see you swallow another man’s cock whilst I fucked you baby.” OMG my pussy clenched, I couldn’t believe he just said that, in the dark, not looking at his face, it was easier to be honest with him. To talk to him about my deepest desires and fantasies, the truth was, as much as I tried to be a ‘Good Girl’, deep down, I wasn’t really, I wanted him to tell me to do naughty things, I wanted him to tell me to do them so that he was the naughty one and I was just being a ‘Good Girl’, ‘Doing as I was Told’, ‘Pleasing My Husband’. I had read plenty of dirty stories online and in books. Alone I would watch porn where women were shared, pleasured by more than one man. I knew my husband loved me. I knew he would do anything to keep my happy. I also knew he valued honesty above all else. This could be a fine line and I didn’t want it to negatively effect my wonderful happy marriage. The next day hubby approached me again about sharing, my pussy was still buzzing from the audiobook and conversation the night before, now hubby was once again talking about sharing me, in the bright light of day, whilst looking me in the eye, I couldn’t believe how horny it made me. Hubby suggested we go online and create a profile to find someone neither of us knew, a complete stranger, he would share me with. My heart was pounding as I created a profile and ticked the options hubby asked me to tick. It didn’t take long before the profile I had created was receiving incoming messages, some included dick picks, I looked at them, my curiosity leading me to wonder, it had been many years since I had thought about having another man’s cock in my pussy, or my mouth, my brain froze at the thought, in my mouth, would hubby expect that of me I wondered. Reading the profiles, my mind wandered, I’d never done this before, was I going to be able to go ahead with it, was my hubby going to change his mind? Some of the men looked ok, most of them didn’t. Hubby read the incoming messages and checked the profiles. The ones he thought would interest me and fitted his criteria he suggested I strike up a conversation with. I found a couple of guys who interested me and one man in particular had a couple of references from other couples who had met with him and said he was great, hubby contacted him and asked me to contact him as well. I waited excitedly to see what would happen. I started chatting a man, my heart beating so loud, the whole idea seemed so naughty. I immediately asked for a face picture and he opened up his private gallery for me. I clicked through the photos holding my breath. He looked like a nice kind person. His cock though, OMG it was thick, thicker than I was used to. I phoned my hubby and told him I was having second thoughts, would I be able to cope with a thicker cock, I wasn’t sure. Hubby told me he was really excited at the idea of my pussy stretching around a thick cock, he told me he was sure I was going to like it. He contacted the man and told him where we were staying that weekend and asked if he would be available to meet up. He suggested we meet and have a couple of drinks and go from there! He also asked for a photo of us. I scrolled through my phone trying to find a photo that had both of us in it that didn’t include anything personal that would give away too much about who we were in ‘real life’ since this all seemed like a fantasy to me. Finally I found one and sent it, I waited holding my breath until I received his response “Oh very nice… Yum” he said. Hubby told him what he had planned and what all about my fantasy. I couldn’t believe he was putting it in writing and to a complete stranger! Then he suggested the stranger chat with me, talk dirty to me and that would help me be comfortable about meeting in person. The stranger told me his name was Ben. Ben told me what he wanted to do to me and how he was going to do it. He told me in great detail how he would touch me, kiss me, undress me. My pussy clenched, my breathing became heavy, I was getting so excited about meeting this stranger and letting him do these things to me. Ben asked for a sneaky cleavage photo. I had one I’d sent to my husband previously, did I dare send it to this stranger! I sent it, held my breath again, waiting for a response “Ohhhhhh … yum” came the response. Now I was getting really excited as I started to come to terms with this being a real thing. I was going to meet this man and he was going to fuck me, with my husband watching and joining in! Ben asked me some more questions, is this going to be your first time with 2 men. “Yes, it’s my first time and I’m super excited about it” I confessed. “I’m a good girl, but I do have a naughty streak”. Ben told me he thought this was wonderful. Before I knew it, it was time to leave to go to the hotel where ‘it’ would happen. I packed an overnight bag, said goodnight to my kids and told them that Dad and I were going on a ‘date night’. Imagine if they knew! We arrived at the hotel, put our things in the room, then went to the local pub to meet ‘Ben’. The place was crowded, there was so much going on. My heart was racing and I kept wondering when one of us was going to call this off. We ordered drinks and settled in to people watch until ‘Ben’ arrived. We sent ‘Ben’ a message to let him know what we were wearing and where we were sitting. We waited. I started wondering if maybe ‘Ben’ had decided not to come, he wasn’t late yet, I just wondered. People walked past and I wondered each time it was a man how I would feel if this was the man my husband had arranged for me to meet with. Then I saw him, our eyes met, he kept walking, he walked straight past us! I took a breath and wondered how to tell my husband that the man we had come to meet had seen us and kept walking. Just as I opened my mouth to tell him ‘Ben’ came back. He had a friendly smile and held out his hand to my hubby, they shook hands and then he leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. It was so nice and friendly I wondered if onlookers could ever imagine what we had planned. ‘Ben’ ordered a drink for him and another for my hubby, I was happy with the one I had. I wondered how long we could sit on a drink and not go anywhere. I didn’t wonder for long. Before I knew it, all three of us had empty glasses in front of us and to my surprise I was the one saying “Well our drinks are gone, what shall we do now?” Arrangements were quickly made to go back to our room. I led the way. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. We went into the room and the door shut. I noticed Ben taking his shoes off and my brain froze, OMG this is really going to happen. He turned to me and took my hand in his, he asked if he could take off my bracelet, I stammered something about the watch tan line it hid, he told me that we didn’t need to worry about that and as he took it off he kissed me. This was the first time another man had kissed me on the lips in 18 years. The first time a man had kissed me that I didn’t know really well before I let him kiss me. His tongue touched my lips, gently stroking from one side to the other, his breath soft and warm on my mouth. “This is your first time doing something like this, isn't it” Ben said, “Yes” came my whispered response. Ben looked me in the eye and said “Just tell me no, at any time and I will stop OK?”, “OK” I responded. He kissed me gently again, my brain froze, my pussy clenched. From that point on I stopped to think and felt! Ben took my dress off, over the top of my head, revealing the bra and matching panties I had bought for just this occasion. He told me I looked beautiful. He kissed my neck, he kissed my mouth, my breath was coming in short pants, my pussy was getting so wet. I looked to my hubby for reassurance, was he sure this was what he wanted. My hubby smiled back at me as Ben took off my bra and took each nipple one at a time and sucked them slowly and gently into his mouth. I looked down at this stranger who was sucking my nipples into his mouth, making them tingle and my pussy and clit throb. Ben slid his hands down and hooked them into my panties sliding them down my legs to the floor. He kissed my mouth, he kissed my breasts, all whilst my husband watched, right next to us. My husband’s eyes where filled with lust, he smiled at me. Ben took his clothes off quickly, kissing my breasts and mouth, I was burning up with need. Ben slowly pushed me backward, until my legs hit the bed and I slowly fell backwards onto it. He lowered himself down, so his face was between my legs. I took a shuddering breath in. OMG I could see him between my legs, his face was right there in front of my pussy. His tongue flicked out and touched my pussy lips, then slid between them. OMG, if felt so good. He licked up and down, slowly, slowly. Then his tongue flicked over my clit, gently, so gently. All the time Ben gave gentle groans OMG, I looked over and saw my husband sitting on the lounge next to the bed. He was undressed and had his cock in his hand, he was stroking himself looking at me. I held my hand out to him, wanting him to join me. He shook his head and looked down where my pussy was being licked by the stranger. I was groaning and grinding my hips in the stranger’s face. I felt so naughty, I couldn’t believe I was doing this. After a few minutes Ben stood, his hands sliding a condom onto a lovely thick cock. He leaned down towards me and slowly slid his thick cock into my pussy. I could feel the glorious stretching feeling as my pussy accommodated his cock. He slowly thrust inside, in and out, slowly, slowly. OMG it was so good. I lifted my legs to allow better access and ground my hips in time with his long slow thrusts. The thrusts sped up, then he withdrew. My husband had joined us on the bed. His hands were stroking my pussy, he know how I liked to be touched. As his familiar touch, further ignited the flame burning in my pussy Ben brought his thick cock to my mouth. I opened my mouth and gently took his cock inside it, I licked the underside gently, then I slowly slid the whole cock in, as far as it would go, until my nose was resting on his balls. The unfamiliar entirely unique smell of his essence flooded my nostrils. Even if my eyes were closed I couldn’t pretend this cock was my husband’s. I was shocked to realised I loved it, the thought that I was sucking the cock of a complete stranger whilst my husband stroked my pussy and ass was all consuming. I was loving it! OMG OMG OMG my first orgasm of the evening flooded over me and Ben made excited noises as I sucked his cock as I squirted all over the bed.

11 January 2025

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

11 January 2025

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

11 January 2025

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