“Hey, mind if I sit here?” You look up from your drink and take me in with a glance, before nodding with a slight smile. “Sure.” You take another sip of your – what is it, lemon lime and bitters? – and then take a longer look at me. “I haven’t seen you in here before.” “Oh, no,” I say. “I’m in from out of town for a work thing. Staying upstairs. They’re nice rooms. Have you seen them?” I do a double take, and stammer “I mean, that’s not an invitation.” You laugh. “OK, I believe you.” “I’m married,” I clarify. “Shame,” you say, and my blush deepens. I take you in. About my age. Wide, green-grey eyes, shoulder length, wavey brown hair, a very sexy open blouse, showing generous cleavage… …and a wedding ring. “You’re married too?” “Yes,” you say. “He’s not here tonight. I just wanted to get out and have some fun. He’s totally ok with that,” you add, catching my eye and raising your eyebrows slightly. “How about your wife?” I swallowed. In theory, this was all very exciting. In reality though… “I, er, I mean, she… She said we should try to meet someone new. Meet a stranger, flirt a bit. See what happens.” “So the room thing was an invitation then,” you say, your smile widening. “Oh, I mean, well, no. But I hadn’t started yet.” I feel that I have to justify my lack of skill in this area. “It’s been ten years.” “Mmm,” you say. “Yes, me too. OK, give me your best line.” I purse my lips, thinking. “OK, sure. Sorry, Miss, do you think you could help me?” “Uh, sure. What’s the matter?” “There’s something wrong with my phone.” “Really? What?” “It doesn’t have your number in it.” I beam. You groan. “Oh God. You really haven’t done this in awhile.” You reach up and touch my cheek. “Lucky that I’d already decided to come up and see how nice your room is.” *** You have my shirt off by the time we get to the door of my suite. My lips move from your neck to your breasts, my hands cupping each one, my thumb pressing against raised nipples through the lace bra. We stumble back towards the bed and then you fall back onto the mattress and I am between your legs, sliding your skirt up to reveal black lace panties and my lips kiss down your belly and over the raised skirt and my fingers slide the lace aside and my tongue darts out and I lick along the folds of your labia and you gasp. My hands slide under the skirt and grasp your hips and my nose presses against your mound of Venus and my lips close around you and suck gently and you wriggle as you yank off your bra and blouse and then press your hands down on my head, twining fingers into my hair and lock your thighs against my cheeks. You come quickly under my tongue and lips and then pull me roughly up onto the bed by my hair, drawing your legs up and guiding me inside you. I kiss your nipples and neck as I thrust inside you, feeling you clench around me each time I am fully in, both of us gasping at the glorious sensation. “Come inside me,” you say, and I am only too happy to oblige. I pump faster, your legs pressed against your chest, your mouth open in ecstasy. My cock spasms and I freeze, buried in you to the hilt as I spurt over and over, groaning loudly. When I finish twitching, you pull me down and onto the bed, rolling over and draping a leg over me as you nuzzle into my chest. We lie that way, panting and enjoying the closeness, until you look up and gasp as you realise that we’d left the door wide open through the entire thing. “Not it,” you say, and I roll out of bed and walk over to the door to close it. I stick my head out into the hallway. There’s no one there. “Huh,” I say, crawling back next to you. “We could have had spectators.” “Mmm,” you say. You look up at me. “That would have been hot.” “Really?” “I think so,” you say, considering. “Having someone watch us while we do that? I think it would be fun.” “Wow,” I say, smiling down at you. “I’m finding out stuff about you left and right. First the ‘picking up a stranger in a bar’ fantasy, and now the exhibitionist? Who did I marry?” “You married me,” you say, lightly slapping my chest. “And after ten years, it’s probably a good idea that we find out some of this stuff. Come on. Don’t you have any fantasies you’d like to try out?” I frown. “I mean, there’s the threesome thing, but I know you’re not interested…” “I just don’t feel that way about women. Now, if you wanted to get another man in the bed…” I stare at you. “Really?” “Not for you. You’d both be all mine. I want to have all the attention on me.” Your eyes wander down to my stiffening cock. “You like that idea, huh?” “I am intrigued.” “Anything else you want to do?” “Well,” I hedged. “I imagine having a massage that goes into unprofessional places. As you say, all of the attention on me. Maybe a couples massage so that you could be there too.” “Oh, it’s not me massaging you?” you tease, hand trailing downwards. “I would never say no to a massage from you, but this is a fantasy, right?” “Go nuts,” you say. “So this is a sexy redhead with pale skin and round breasts covered in oil, straddling your legs while she massages your back and then asking you if you want to turn over?” Your hand is stroking my cock now, and my free hand slides over your breasts. “Yeah,” I breathe. “And when I’m on my back, she’d use her breasts to get me all oily as well. I can imagine them around my cock.” “You mean, like this?” you say, and slide downward on the bed. My cock slides between your breasts and you squeeze them together, sliding up and down, my cockhead poking out between before being engulfed again. The next time it appears you give it a kiss, causing me to shiver, before continuing to stroke me with your irresistible orbs. “And will she keep going until you come on her chest?” you ask, pushing me onto my back before resuming your ministrations. “Do you want to spray all over those wonderful boobs? Or see cum dripping from her red hair?” You speed up. I start to moan at the vision in my head and the feeling of your breasts on my cock. “How would you feel if I was watching you as this harlot is covered with your spunk. What if I was playing with myself as you did it?” I groaned louder, losing control, ready to cum. “What if some guy was massaging me at the same time, his hands between my legs as this red headed whore fucked you with her tits?” That was the clincher. I jerked, cum spraying out from between your breasts, coating your neck and chin, making a slippery mess as you continued to stroke me between your tits. You grin up at me and give my softening cock a final kiss, and then roll of the bed. “Something to think about,” you say, and head for the bathroom for a shower. I lie back on the bed and gasp for breath. *** Dinner the next night in the restaurant is delicious. You have the steak, I have a risotto. We share a bowl of chips. We have our own desserts, at your insistence. After dinner, we walk the beach trail, holding hands and stopping occasionally to watch the moon reflect over the rippling ocean. The boardwalk winds between the trees and then out again to show us the beach. My hand slides down into your back jeans pocket and I give your fabulous bum a squeeze. “Yesterday was fun,” I venture. You bump into me gently. “And this morning. And this afternoon.” “Indeed. But I meant how I went down on you and only afterwards realised the door was still open.” “Ha. Yes. The thrill of being caught.” I pull you close and cup one breast in the moonlit darkness. “Just like having sex in the bushes by the beach at night time,” I whisper into your ear. You pull back and look at me, and then along the trail and then into the bushes. I nuzzle your ear and you shiver. “You want to have sex here?” you ask. “It’s all I can think about,” I say, sliding my hand inside your jeans and running a finger under your panties. You make a purring sound, which makes me laugh, and you slap me and push me off the path and into the trees. The foliage along the shore is thick, but with clearings under the canopy, just made for having sex in. I slide in behind you and press you up against the trunk of a tree, kissing your neck and sliding my hands under your sweater and up to cup your breasts. You lean back into me and hold onto the tree branch. “Tree hugger,” I tease. My hands slide downwards and slide down your hips, pushing your jeans down. You look around, suddenly alarmed. “Can you hear anyone?” you ask. I shake my head against your neck, and one hand reaches around to slide between your legs over your panties. You thrust back against me and rub my cock through my jeans. “Get this thing out and poke me with it.” I yank my own pants down to my ankles and press my cock between your ass cheeks. You pull your panties down, flicking them over my cock and then pushing me backwards until you can grab the tree, bent over and ready. I feel your wetness as my cock slides over your pussy and I rub my cockhead over your clit. “Stop playing and fuck me,” you command, and I obey, finding your entrance and sliding in. You gasp and arch your back. You’re holding the tree with one hand and your other presses against your breast, tweaking the nipple through the material. I start to thrust and all worry about people passing on the trail disappears. You murmur and I thrust into you, always marvelling at how good you feel around me. How right it feels when we’re together. I run my fingers up your spine, grab your hips and thrust. Leaves tickle my face and the cool sea breeze evaporates my sweat. The moonlight shows you to me in silhouette. Your pale skin shines in the night as our bodies slap together. Your breasts are out as you pull up the sweater and free a nipple to tweak and your breathing is heavy and you’re letting out little moans as I tell you I love you. I look out through the gaps in the trees. Someone looks back at me. He’s grinning widely and as he catches my eye, he gives me a big wink. His shoulder is moving up and down and I realise that he must be masturbating as he watches us. I lose my rhythm and stop for a second, fully inside her. “Hmm. Mmm. You ok?” You ask. I look down at your heavenly ass and my cock glistening with your wetness and I know I’m not going to stop. I start up again, and lean forward, grasping your shoulder and moving my mouth close to your ear. “We’re being watched,” I murmur. This time you start and your head shoots back, almost cracking into my nose. You look back at me, eyes wide. I gesture in the direction of our voyeur, off to the left. You turn your head and see him. His eyes are half closed now, as he strokes himself, watching us go at it. “Oh God,” you moan, and I’m not sure whether it is with pleasure or mortification. I pull you back against me, thrusting up now instead of forward, and whisper in your ear. “Is this ok?” I ask. “I can stop. I don’t want to, but I can.” My hand slips around and I rub your clit with one finger, making you squirm. “Oh you asshole,” you say. But then you grind down onto me. “No, it’s fine. Fuck me. Look at him wanking away, wishing it was him in me instead of you.” I look at the guy. He catches my eye again, looks at you, takes a step forward. Now he is inside the canopy with us. He strokes an impressively large cock with one hand and his breathing is heavy as he watches us. You lean forward again and I grab your hips and stroke into you, enjoying the audience. You are moaning more too. The guy’s hand blurs on his cock and it jerks up and down as he stares at us and pants with excitement. You lift your top and pull it over your head, and I unclip your bra so your breasts hang free, slapping backwards and forwards with my thrusts, your nipples hard and surrounded with gooseflesh in the cool night air. The voyeur goes wild at the sight. His cock is jerking and his knees are buckling and he is groaning at your gorgeous naked body. I can feel you getting close as well with my thrusts and the attention from this stranger, and as you frig your clit with one hand I let myself go and you come and I spurt inside you, milked by your contractions. And the guy comes as well, spurting across the small clearing and landing in a puddle between our feet. And he sags against a tree, and I pull you into an embrace and turn you to kiss you. And when we pull back, he has gone. “Well,” you say. “That’s another one off the bucket list.” *** When I wake up the next morning you are gone. I lie there for awhile, waiting, but eventually get up and take a shower to wash clean after another marathon sex session. When we return each evening the sheets have been replaced. I am sure they must be talking about us down in the laundry room by now. Drying off, I hear you come into the room. “Oh good,” you say. “I was hoping you’d be ready to go.” “Go?” I ask. “I have a surprise for you.” “Do we have time to…?” I drop my towel. You shake your head. “Later. Come on, get dressed.” You give the Uber driver an address, which means nothing to me, and a few minutes later we’re outside another hotel. You tap away at your phone and a few seconds later it bings. “Ok, got a room number.” I frown, looking up at the hotel. It’s swanky, and I can see a swimming pool through the back and pictures of spacious rooms along the walls on brochures. “You got us a second room?” I ask. “I got us a massage,” you say, and knock on a room door. The door opens and my eyes widen. At the entrance, dressed in a silk kimono, is a beautiful redhead. Her breasts strain against the silk fabric and the garment doesn’t cover much past her thighs, revealing shapely legs. Her eyes are a vivid blue and she smiled out at us. “Come in,” she says, checking the hallway and ushering us inside. The hotel room was dim, lit with candles and smelling strongly of incense and oils. There was relaxing music playing from a speaker attached to a mobile phone and two beds separated by a screen. From behind that screen, a young man steps out. He is also dressed in a kimono, and his body is fit and tanned and completely hairless. “It was a couples massage, right?” the woman says, and you nod. I see that your eyes are locked on the body of the guy next to the far bed. “Good-o. You can leave your clothes over on that chair. I’ll look after this one,” she touches my arm, smiling, “and Anton will see to you.” I look at you and raise an eyebrow. You give me a wicked grin. OK, so this is happening then. I mentally shrug and pull my shirt over my head. You are dropping your blouse onto the chair and sliding your skirt to the ground. I appreciate your lovely bottom as you bend to pick it up, and then pull my togs off and drop them next to my shirt. “Dress light,” you’d said. I turn to the redhead and she motions to the bed. “Lie down on your front,” she says. You’ve already disappeared behind the screen. I can see a silhouette but no real features through the thin fabric. I lie down. “First time?” asks the redhead, and I can hear the guy making small talk with you as well. “Having a massage? No. Having a naked couples massage? Yes.” She laughs. “Ah well, we’ll look after you. Just relax.” Her hands run lightly over my body, feeling for tension, exploring me. “You’re tense.” “I’m a lot more relaxed after these last few days.” “God, I don’t want to see you normally then,” she says. I feel warm oil drip down along my back, and then her hands return, spreading the oil and pressing down on my back along various pressure points. I let out an involuntary moan. On the other side of the curtain you laugh. “Sounds like you’re having fun over there,” you say. And then “Oh, mmm, that’s good.” “You too.” The redhead moves in front of me. I lift my head to look as her thumbs press into my shoulders. The kimono was untied and I was very close to her smooth pale skin and simple white panties. I tried to look further upwards, but she pressed down on the back of my neck. “All good things come to those who wait,” she chided. I let her work on my back. It was heavenly. She moved to my legs, working my tight calves and kneading my thighs and glutes, really getting the elbow in. I grunted, but she knew what was ok and what was too much. Through the curtain, I could see Anton’s shadow moving over you and hear your appreciative murmurs. More oil dripped down onto my lower back and hands slid down over my buttocks, rubbing the oil into the nooks and crevices. She ran her hands up my inner thighs and her fingers brushed against my testicles. I jumped. It was an intense sensation, but not as intense as when her finger ran right up my crack and rolled gently over my anus. I moaned, eliciting another chuckle from you on the other side of the curtain. There was a creak as my masseuse knelt over me on the bed and a rustle as the kimono slid onto the floor. And then red hair cascaded down over my face and her oiled breasts pressed against my back and her lips were near my ear. “Is this ok?” she whispered. I nodded enthusiastically. There was a moan from the other side of the curtain. Presumably you were being treated to something similar. “Do we need the curtain?” I asked. I desperately wanted to see what Anton was doing to you. “Maybe later it can go. For now, you are all mine.” She lay down on top of me and I felt her breasts slide from my shoulders down to my buttocks and back up again. Her pubic hair stroked my back and her hands slid along my sides and down around my hips and under me, reaching for and finding my straining erection. The full body sensation was intense. She breathed into my ear, purring with pleasure as she stroked me against the sheets. Her hair was on my face and she smelled like cinnamon and she writhed against my back and I felt like my entire world was her touch. I pressed down against her hand on my cock, fearing that it would be over too soon, and she recognised my needs and held it while she continued to slide against me. Through the curtain I could see Anton moving forward and backwards on top of you. Was he inside you already? Or did he have his cock pressed between your buttocks, oil lubricating him as he slid up and down, his hands on your breasts and his cock encased in your crease? After a good ten minutes of this, my redhead leans forward and whispers “Turn over.” I am more than happy to oblige. And finally, I get a good look at the woman you decided should massage me. She is a goddess. Hair of fire, eyes of ice. Her figure looks drawn by 80s super hero comic book artists – large breasts smattered with freckles and with pink nipples surrounded with a small pink ring. Her waist is small and her hips wide. A triangle of neatly trimmed red pubic hair points towards puffy lips that I just long to kiss. She kneels over me, straddling my legs and watches me watching her. Her eyes drop to my cock, which spasms with desire, straight up. “Got to make sure you’re relaxed all over,” she whispers, and leans down. Face over my belly, still looking into my eyes, she dribbles more oil from a little plastic bottle along the line of my belly, caps the bottle with one hand and drops it to the bed. Then she strokes me with one hand while she holds herself up with the other, fingers sliding over my skin, spreading the oil over my front. When I am suitably oiled, she leans forward. Her breasts slide up my legs and come to rest on either side of my straining cock. She wiggles them from side to side. I sigh with desire. She moves forward, sliding up my belly until her perfect ruby lips are just above my own, and I can feel her crotch pressing against my cock. Her hips gyrate. Her breath against my lips is sweet. She slides up and down a little, my cock pressed against my belly and her sex. “Is this what you want her to see?” she whispers into my mouth. I want to kiss those lips. I nod, awestruck. She reaches out and tugs at the curtain, which slides easily along the rails and gives me a sudden view of you. And you of me. Your eyes widen as you see her sliding up and down on top of me. My mouth drops open as I catch sight of your fingers curled into Anton’s hair, hiding his face which is buried between your thighs. We stare at each other, seeing the reality of what had only been a shadow on cloth. And then my redhead lifts my chin up to press her lips against mine and your Anton does something that makes you throw your head back and moan. I throw my arm out and you grab hold of my hand and we share our separate pleasures with no recriminations. My masseuse rises up, her breasts magnificent in the candle light, her legs straddling my thighs and her sex grinding against my cock. She rides the length of it, from base to tip and each time I think it’s going to slip in, but each time she pauses and then strokes backwards again. She leans backward on both hands and dry humps me in a way that is in no way dry. Oil and natural lubrication has us sliding against each other and I can’t believe I haven’t slipped into her just by chance. The friction is making me crazy. I lift my hips into her and she slams me back down with her thighs. I get it. This is her show, not mine. Your fingers dig into my hand, and I look over. Anton is climbing up your body, kissing you as he rises. His hands stroke your breasts and his fingers close around your nipples and his cock is like a steel bar and you look at me and I nod and your free hand goes to it and guides him in. And my redhead sees that and she laughs with delight and she rises up and when she comes down she impales herself on my erection and I cry out with the sheer pleasure of it. And you and I can feel our hands entwined but now we also feel total strangers fucking us with abandon. Glorious images of sexual perfection and skills born of years of practice. And I watch him thrusting into you, bigger than me, fitter than me, and I don’t care because I love you and you love me. And you watch me being ridden by this beautiful woman of flame and desire, her hips revolving as she works me towards explosion and you know that I will always come back to you. “Oh God, I’m close,” I moan, and she grins and strokes me a couple more times with her tight pussy and then she springs up and turns around on the bed and now her thighs straddle my face and her pussy lips press down on my nose and lips and I am in heaven as I suck and lick at her sex. And then there is a sudden warmth on my cock as she takes me in her mouth and her tongue revolves against my glans as those ruby lips slide to the base of my cock and her throat closes around my cock and convulses against the head and my tongue is deep inside her and I am so close to cumming. And I can barely see you but it’s enough to see Anton, thrusting that magnificent cock between your breasts and into your mouth and I give a muffled yell and spurt into the redhead’s mouth as Anton sprays all over your chest. “How was that?” asks the redhead. I nod, huge, satisfied smile on my face. She peers over at the mobile phone. “We still have a bit of time. Let’s push the beds together.” Anton rubs you down with a warm, wet towel while I receive the same, and then he pushes the two single beds together and lies down beside you while I shift to your other side. “One thing left on the list,” I say, and reach out to pull Anton’s hand to your breast. I nuzzle at your neck, while he kisses your back. You wriggle a little and look at me, surprised. But I shrug. “Two at once, you said.” And I ran a finger down your belly and down between your legs as he cups your breast and nibbles at the back of your neck. And I roll you over so I can play with your ass and you can stroke his cock and he can suck on your breasts and I can slide my cock between your cheeks. And after a moment, I feel breath on my neck as well, and the redhead’s hands slide between my ass cheeks and stroke my balls as I find your entrance and slip inside. And she slides an oiled finger around my anus and presses against the puckered opening and finger fucks me as I fuck you. And he is stroking your clit and if he gives my cock a tug around the base occasionally too, then I don’t see that as a bad thing. But your body is covered by our bodies and filled with my cock and your hands stroke his and I feel you welling up and fuck me but that finger in my ass is good! You gasp as you come, and I bite down softly on your shoulder as I do. Anton spills his seed onto your stomach from your stroking. And my redhead withdraws her finger, tugs gently on my balls and whispers into my ear “Times up, hun.” They clean up the bedroom while we wash each other in the shower and stare into each other’s eyes and wonder how this will change things. And it will change things. But as I look at you, I’m pretty sure it will be for the better. Happy Anniversary.

20 April 2025

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Sandra and I were in my kitchen drinking coffee. She and her husband were in the process of having a pool built by a guy named Paul. The build was taking a long time due to the design of the house and the slope of the land. While we were discussing the pool's progress, Sandra announced: “I've fucked Paul, the pool builder.” I stood up, took Sandra's coffee cup out of her hand and held out my hand. She took my hand and we walked to the bedroom. We undressed each other, I climbed on top of her and slowly slid my very hard cock into her very wet pussy. After a few strokes to warm up, I said: “Tell me about fucking Paul.” She told me he had asked her out for a drink during the day, they talked for an hour and then he told her that he would like to fuck her. Sandra said: “In that case, you are going to need a room.” I asked Sandra to get on top so that I could drive my very hard cock into her wet, slutty cunt while she told me the story. They went to a motel and fucked twice over two hours. Since then, they have fucked on two further occasions. As we fucked, she told me he was married and he was also fucking another pool customer. Sandra's sluttiness excited me and I told her I was going to come. Sandra was always able to reach orgasm quickly so she came as I came inside her hot cunt. Each time we fucked after that, I would check up on her Paul-fucking exploits. On one occasion, she said her husband was away on a golfing weekend and she wanted to fuck Paul in her bed. Paul was unavailable that weekend so she told me she went to a disco in the city on the Saturday night, picked up a guy, took him home and fucked him. On hearing this I pulled her jeans down, bent her over the kitchen bench and slid my very hard cock into her very wet cunt and fucked her until we came together.

20 April 2025

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"I always think back at that time in that beer garden where you made me cum with those people right behind us", she reminisced. I had caught up with her in an inner city beer garden for lunch. It wasn't a warm day so there weren't too many people around us. We sat on a park bench type of seat facing the back wall of the beer garden. As always when I caught up with her I tried to sit in the most optimal place where I could discreetly get access to her. There were office high rises either side of us. I suspect they could have seen us if they were looking down and knew what they were looking for. "I think about how audacious we were and wonder if anyone was watching us... and secretly wishing someone was.", she reflected. I had taken my jacket off and placed it across our laps knowing I'd want to touch her. I was to her left and I sort of sat on my leg on the bench so I could lean towards her. Leaning to my right to face her for easy access. We didn't get to catch up as often as we liked and when we did I always found it hard not to touch her. I immediately ran my left hand under my jacket and touched her knee and slowly ran my hand upwards higher along her leg and under her dress. I felt her tremble a little at my touch and for the anticipation of what she knew what was to come. As we chatted I discreetly ran my hand lower between her thighs. Instinctively she parted her legs a little as my hands reached between her thighs because she knew my intentions. I started running my fingers on her cunt through her panties. I could feel her the outline of her wet cunt through her panties. I ran my thumb between her cunt lips as best I could up and down occasionally rubbing her clit through her panties. We did our best to remain composed but we were both so aroused we almost didn't notice the group of people that had sat on the table and chairs right behind us. We were separated by a small thin low planter box between our outdoor benches. There was no more than 30 cm between us and the people sitting with their backs to us. I kept touching her as we made conversation. As always we spoke a lot about sex. We spoke about past sexual experiences with each other, experiences we'd had with others and things we wanted to do in future. This sort of talk always got us both aroused and turned on. We kept the tone of our conversation as normal as possible and we weren't whispering. I am sure if the people behind us listened intently enough they could have heard it all. Maybe they did, but I suspect they were caught up in their own conversations to notice. Her panties were absolutely soaked through as she squirmed at the feel of my fingers on her. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, and I pulled her panties to the side and started touching her cunt and clit as she parted her thighs a little wider to give me more access, while she bit her lip trying to remain composed. She was so deliciously wet that it made it easy for me to slide a finger into her soaking wet cunt while I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I fingered her slowly while we continued to make conversation. Occasionally as my fingers touched her in just the right way she'd stop talking, close her eyes and bite her lip a little restraining herself from moaning out too loudly. I wonder if the people behind us knew that the woman behind them was being fingered to an orgasm. They were so close to us I wondered if they could taste the sweet scent of her cunt in the air like I could. "When I see or hear of people getting caught in public having sex it takes me back because if given the chance i would have quite happily been fucked and fucked you back right there and then with anyone around. I just didn't care.", she told me afterwards. I continued fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit and I could feel she was getting close. She'd cum for me so many times in the past I knew the signs of her getting close. I also knew she could get very, very loud when she came and lost control. I put my right arm over her shoulder and discreetly grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair. With any hint of her losing control and moaning too loud just a little I would grip her hair tighter and pull her head back just a little. Reigning in and controlling her building orgasm. I kept fucking her soaked wet cunt with my fingers trying to push inside her deeper while trying to keep my jacket still draped over my hand between her legs. I could feel her clit engorged against my thumb as I fucked her. Her eyes were closed, she bit her lip, her breathing more laboured. I could feel her hips bucking upwards slightly pushing her pussy up to meet my fingers. I knew she was so very close to the point of no return. I made some meaningless small talk to her to maintain the facade to the people behind us. She held her breath and bit her lip once more as she let go and started to cum hard for me. I could feel her body shaking and some guttural moans about to escape from her sexy mouth so I pulled on her hair extra tight to bring her back into line and to clamp the volume of her orgasm. She kept cumming over my fingers letting out her breath slowly as she descended from the peak of her climax. She finally finished cumming with her eyes still closed. I am not sure if the people behind us knew what was going on or not. Their conversation continued like they hadn't but who knows? I slowly pulled my hand out from between her legs and discreetly licked my fingers tasting her cunt before kissing her on the mouth so she could taste a little of herself. We both went back to our conversation like nothing had happened. "That's probably the naughtiest thing I have ever done in daylight hours in public." It was so very sexy to make her cum in public like that with people literally right behind us. But I think she's forgotten about the time I made her cum during the day at the local Botanical gardens. Story for another day.

18 April 2025

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Part 1 - Preparations You are on the phone with him. You smile and your face glows like the sun. I love this moment when you make plans and when you dive into this parallel world. I could not be more excited as I sit next to you, listening. You know how much I want you - and you play with this power you have over me keeping me guessing of what you have arranged for us tonight. All I know is that this call is only a little taste of what's to come. After you hang up, you finally let me in on your plans. Tonight, he will dominate you. He will tie you up and I am to watch and help him. I am to accept that he will take you hard in front of my eyes... I kiss you passionately as I submit to the overwhelming power that my love has over my mind. I am ready to set you free once more. Part 2 - Teasing, Sharing, Serving His hands are all over you. I sit on the sofa watching him tease you. You wear the black bra again, revealing panties and these extremely sexy stockings that wrap playfully around your thighs. He sits behind you on our Tanata love seat - a special sofa piece that is shaped like your body and allows him to place in position however he wants. He slides his hands across your body. Your hands are tied with a black rope and your arms surround his head as he passionately kisses you. I can barely handle the lust I feel burning between my legs as I watch his fingers pleasuring you passionately and wild. Your breath goes fast and faster. Your skin blushes under his sensual assault as he takes off your bra and reveals your beautiful round boobs for his own pleasure. And your body starts to shiver as his strong hands send you towards your first orgasm. Once your body recovered from these intense explosions, you catch your breath and finally send your eyes towards me. "Did you like that baby?" you ask. I nod lovingly and you can see how much desire I have for you. "Good, are you ready to watch me suck his cock, baby?" you ask. I lean forward and reply "Absolutely". For the next 5 minutes, I watch how he thrusts his enormous member into your mouth. Again and again you tease me, asking "Do I look good with his cock in my mouth, baby?". I am so jealous and want to be him... but I answer "yes baby, his cock looks so good in your mouth", as I want him to continue fucking the face of the woman I love. You tease his balls with your tongue, lustfully, and with passion. He pulls your head closer and enters your throat as deep as he can. After he is satisfied with you, he commands "Stand Up!" and you obey him. "Tell him to take off your panties" he orders. Impatiently and louder he repeats "Tell him!!!!!!". And you obey again, saying "Take of my panties for him now, Andi, so he can fuck me". I feel dominated by the both of you, as I lean forward and slowly remove your panties. Immediately, he pulls you towards him and commands you to sit on his cock. He has revealed his perfectly shaped and muscular body now and as you start riding him, he lifts you up and down with his strong arms, knowing that you cannot escape or move away while your hands are still tied up. Again, he sends you over the edge and towards your second orgasm. Both of you keep commenting on your lust for each other. When you order me to hold your hear for him, I willingly obey. While your bodies merge, your eyes also connect and I can see the intense passion and love you developed for him. In this moment, now, you are his! And so am I. He controls what happens. And he owns you as much as you own me. He enjoys his power and decides to degrade me whilst showing you his power. He points to a satin scarf on the sofa and commands me "Hold her in place for me while I fuck your woman". He points to the scarf again and then to your mouth. Submissively, I obey and accept the humiliation. You excitedly agree to his playfulness and open your mouth for the scarf. He pull you upwards and hold you in place as you present your fully exposed body to him and he rushes his big cock into you wilder and wilder. After he turned himself on to the next level, he flips you over and changes the rope on your hands. He now ties you to the Love seat in a position where you are on all fours and your ass is highly elevated so that he has easy access to your hole. You look at me in excitement and ask "Do you like how he owns your woman? Do you like seeing him take me away from you? Do you like to see me getting used by another man?". You know that I will answer in full truth. And that the answer is "Yes, my love - I like seeing you being used by another man". "Good boy" you answer with a devious smile. And your acknowledgement sends more lust through my body than I can bear. Desperately, I start to rub myself through my pants, knowing that only you have the power to free me from them. He leans over you and kisses your back gently and lovingly while his cock enters you and continues his assault. I can see how close you are to him and that you want to be used. You enjoy the desire you wake in him and he is all you want in this moment. You moan loudly and I can see how free you feel while your hands are tied and your body is controlled so forcefully by your lover. You beg him to fuck you deeper and harder. And you willingly take his cock in your mouth when he moves in front of you again. I watch from my place on the sofa as he alternates now between your ass and your face. You look so desirable! You are the price! And he claims you in front of my eyes. You are his now. And I love that I am able to give his strong body, his dominant mind, and his passionate cock to you. Once again he pulls your hair and makes you cum a third time before releasing your hands again. Part 3 - Climax Now it's his turn to find relief. He lifts you up in the air and re-positions you on the love seat. You are on your back and your pussy is elevated against the highest end of the love seat. He commands you to spread your legs for him and you obey as he enters you with his might once more. He is not done with his dominance and addresses me directly now: "Move to hear head and hold her arms above it. I want her body to be at it's full length and exposed when I fuck her!" I do as I am told willingly and signal my obedience to him. He makes me look closely as his cock spreads your wet lips apart and enters this place that once belonged to me. Upon his command, I lean over you in a 69 like position to see it even closer. And you can feel my hardness through the pants touching your face. You moan once more. Now he commands me to move closer to your face again so he has the full view on your body again. You look into my eyes wildly and with these commanding eyes. And while your body moves back and forth under his thrusts, you keep talking to me saying "I can't believe that you agreed to hold me down as he fucks me. I am so turned on. Watch me how this stallion of a man makes me his own." Now he is ready and says: "I'm going to use your pussy to cum". Immediately, you move your attention back towards him and you both indiacte for me to sit back to my place. You beg him to fuck you faster as he pulls your body back and forth grabbing your one thing with both hands to have the best possible angle. He uses your entire body to jerk himself off. Finally, the desire for your body overcomes him and he spreads his cum all over your spent body. The juices drip down your body as he moves towards your mouth once more and lets you enjoy his hard cock once more. As agreed before this experience, I move close to you immediately, holding your hands and reassuring you that this is what I wanted. I ask "Did you like to be tied up and him cumming all over you". Your eyes are locked closely as we become ONE again. You say "Yes, I loved it when he came all over me and you watched". "Thank him baby, he made you happy" I say. And you thank him happily with a smile. He smiles back at you as you say "I want this all the time now". And we all know that you and him will meet again soon for more of this. You already told me that you plan to meet him more often and also without me present in the future. He is your bull. And I am your cuckold. You will enjoy him like a couple and lover now, as well. You are his - and mine. But you and I are ONE. You point at your body, and I gladly obey and start kissing and clean you. One more time you look at him saying "Thank you! You have been so good to me!" and turning towards me you add "Both of you!". With a big smile you ask "Am I a good naughty little queen?" And I answer: Yes! You are! You point at my pants and nod - It is our agreed sign when you are pleased with me but too spent for more. As you take his hand and guide him to the shower, I take out my cock and and find my orgasm realizing once more that I love nothing more than gifting you this freedom.

18 April 2025

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You wrote that I was a Goddess To which I replied ‘Thank you, but whether or not women are bland or ordinary, or for that matter extraordinary. All women are Goddess's. Alas, in our patriarchal society Women’s innate sexuality is conveniently buried beneath layers and layers of mind-numbing conformity. Because unfortunately if a woman chooses to be liberated and free There is so much disapproval from society. Therefore, Ad nauseam we are told 'Keep your sexuality on hold Only sluts and whores are promiscuously bold’ Or the Romantic myth ‘Wait until Prince charming sweeps you off your feet.’ But I protest these exclusivity myths I would like to bury in concrete It is akin to trying to paddle a barbed wired canoe up a creek. Because if women forsake their natural instincts to be promiscuously bold. Their sexual drive wanes and they become frigid and cold. This in turn manifests disinterest and disenchantment. Subsequently sex is reduced to a boring tedious chore and often done with resentment. Astonishingly (regardless of this unspeakable truth) in order to maintain the status quo Monogamy is steadfastly purported as the natural flow. Thus, in our patriarchal society women are taught to subjugate their sexual desires and instead seek a lifelong mate. But I refuse to align myself with this mindless main steam view. Because heeding my innate knowing I bailed out of that proverbial barbed wired canoe. It is not easy paddling against the stream. Nevertheless, I still am determined to follow my dream. Regardless of the fact I frequently meet some very ordinary men Who seem to think that sex is all about them. Furthermore, because I do not condone exclusivity Many men believe this equates to mindless promiscuity. Mistakenly believing it gives them the right to behave like a wombat that cums at night eats, roots, then leaves. Without even so much as thanks and please But steadfastly I make my courageous stance Against this flawed stereo-typical misogynist arrogance. Instead, I believe prudently selective promiscuity makes more sense And proudly proclaim I am ‘Prudently Promiscuous Prudence.’ Thoroughly enjoying life as an Ethical Slut in my silver years. Determined to not to succumb to my fears Because I have a voice And my own set of moral standards to guide my choice. Therefore, I refuse to be bought asunder By the massive cock shaped physical, emotional, and mental oppression that the male ego has tried to bury me under. Instead undaunted I dance defiantly along the road less travelled Determined to let my life unravel. But wait! this reply was not intended to load you with trouble and strife So sorry my friend to have burdened you with my complaints about life I just have this compelling need to answer in rhyme and I promise I will be better behaved next time 19-7-2015 revised 2023

18 April 2025

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A husband, who being patient and growing with hidden desires. I did burn from inside thinking its wrong to do affair, leads to distrust and disputes in our monogamy relationship. We realised the reasons and why all of sudden in late 30s im getting these thoughts, mostly because of where we come from, our Indian origin, culture, era we grew up, I feel our generation was in mid of transition phase between old root value society to modern social media Zen-Z. we never explore how sex feels its always a taboo for us, forbidden fruit until marriage. We never had different partners before bonding ourselves in a life long relationship. We both wish if we had relationships with other partners beforehand, we would have learned thing or two about pleasuring each other. We firmly believe in venting out these desires steam, before we get too involved with our growing family and life. And it's now or never for us. Because, sooner or later we will be burdened with all the world of responsibilities after which we can't dare to think of anything else. So one fine day, we both decided to be in an 'open relationship' to explore these impulses. It can be something life changing / open up our minds or will be one of the setbacks we repent for rest of the life. Both of us decided to start our experiments on an app and there I got a different reality check, how different male and female think about sex. Ladies desire for "Attached Male" is least popular compare to male looking for female... the suffix/surname get blurred out with ladies name. All the hunks in the town are interested in her. Im afraid someone will make her more happy than me, and I might lose her after 15years of our journey. But also, at the same time I believe it good for her, this time she will choose wisely. Its better not to live together in a relationships where fights, upsets, lack of respect on each other, with added flames of lust inside for others, make every day miserable. We moved forward with this open relationship for now to figure out why we were hating each other. So the plan is to enjoy life when fit then free(after age passed). We don't want to regret the unfilled desire when reach the time of life, where we don't have the ability to perform the way we intending now fit. The current situation with my limited opportunity, where misses got dates lined-up to her convenient. I went to brothel. I tried there and experienced few things more than what our 15years of marriage had. However, it's doesn't feel genuine. So here I am again to feel for some organic intimacy, fear of rejection and whole package which come with when guy tries to impress women. Hoping this diary of mine doesn't deter audience. Intention is to state out the stigma of desperate label we have. Ending with that, I would say take care of yourself and I am looking forward for some meaningful connection, passionate intimacy and excitement.

16 April 2025

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Met this lady on another site. We clicked we chatted, we flirted, we met. Then she came around my place at noon on a Sunday. This lady was married and just loved fucking. We kissed at the front door, and went straight to the bedroom... We undressed each other and wow... 4 and a half hours later we got outta bed... Both of us agree it was the best. We didn't even have a drink break lol. We did everything, from massaging, to licking, sucking, anal play. We hooked up regularly after that. Was another night, her hubby was away for work. We met at her place, had a few drinks and I said to her, as this was a fantasy of hers. Sit on my face... Well... once we were finished my face was soaked... she had this intense orgasm, with my finger in her arse... She the got off, lent back against the bed head totally fucked. But I wasn't done... lol I then fucked her, best orgasm... We then crashed, woke up in the middle of the nite stroking her pussy... she came again and she perked me off until I came again... I went to work the next day... I was fucked...lol. Great memories

15 April 2025

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A few years after splitting up with my first wife I started going out with a woman named Angela who eventually would become my second wife. It was a long distance relationship at first, both of us living in northern and central coastal Queensland but in different towns. Angela is the youngest of three sisters, and despite all living in different parts of the country, they are a quiet close knit family. Julie is Angela’s eldest sister, about a year younger than I. But apart from some familial similarities, you couldn’t find two more different women. Both have longish blonde hair and big boobs but that’s about where it ends. Angela is a career oriented professional, a little chubby and exceedingly honest. Julie is a lazy salesperson, quite slim, who thinks she is Marilyn Monroe but is as fake as they come. A real ditzy blonde with false nails, a false beauty spot tattoo, and a compulsive liar. She does however have a face and body that turns men’s heads, mine included. At the time Julie was living in a small two-bedroom apartment near the centre of Brisbane, and Angela and I were staying with her for a couple of nights when we had come down separately to Brisbane for work. Angela wasn’t going to be there for one of the nights as she had to go away overnight for her work. I came back to Julie’s place from work in that evening after Angela had left in the morning. Julie met me at the door and let me in with a drink in her hand (champagne of course). She seemed to have already showered as she had removed her makeup and was wearing sheer tight tracksuit type pants and a figure hugging T shirt. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra as her nipples poked out through her T shirt at the end of her saggy big boobs. She didn’t do that when Angela was around. There was no visible panty line either and I suspected she was wearing a G string as I had seen a few of them hanging up in her bathroom. Her petite bottom looked delicious. I had picked up a couple of bottles of champagne from the bottle shop downstairs (she had texted me during the day to see if I could) and put them in the fridge. She offered and got me a drink as well, topping up her glass in the process. Then we went out on her balcony and had a chat. We talked about this and that, the conversation always coming back to her. She had not long split up with some boyfriend and told me the main reason she had split with him was that he was more interested in drinking than sex. This seemed a bit ironic as she was emptying her glass quite quickly herself. She also told me how lucky Angela was to have found someone like me and that I was the kind of man that she liked. Every so often during the conversation she would touch my arm or back. She also said that if ever Angela and I split up, well, “who knows…”. I suggested that her family might not be too happy about that and she said that they “didn’t have to know, did they”? I went and had a shower, changing into a pair of bedroom sports shorts and a polo shirt – no undies. Julie was still on the balcony with a fresh glass of champagne, standing at the railing. We talked more, and she said that she had sometimes seen other people having sex on their balconies and she liked to watch. I stood beside her and a cool breeze wafted over us. She shivered, and I asked if she wanted to go inside. She said no, but that she could “use some warming up”. I moved around behind her and put my arms around her slender waist. I could smell her perfume. She didn’t move away, and I held her tighter. My hardening cock pressed against her arse and she seemed to be pushing back against it. I moved my hands up higher and cupped her full breasts, feeling her nipples through her shirt and kissed the back of her neck. “That feels nice”, she said. I didn’t know which part she was talking about, so I didn’t stop. I moved my hands now, up under her shirt and started fondling her tits and nipples. Her breasts seemed quite similar to Angela’sbut slightly smaller, maybe a bit saggier, and her nipples felt the same. I was later to discover that they were pretty much identical. As I tweaked her nipples she would occasionally let out a little gasp or moan, obviously enjoying it. I slid one hand down over her flat tummy and inside her pants and panties (G string it was). I cupped her mound and discovered a small triangle of bush (the same blonde colour as Angela’s I would later find out). I was surprised as I would have expected her to be bald down there. She opened her legs a little and I let my fingers slide down and rub her slit. I couldn’t quite slip a finger inside her but rubbed the growing wetness over her cunt lips and onto her clit. She was moaning even more by now. “Let’s go to bed”, she whispered, “Our first fuck shouldn’t be on the balcony”. We went inside to her bedroom and stood beside the bed and kissed. She kissed the same way as Angela, deep and passionate. I took off her top and started massaging her tits. She took off my shirt while I did this, then wriggled out of her pants and G string. She knelt down in front of me and pulled down my shorts, releasing my erection, and then started sucking on it. She must have been hungry. I sat down on the bed and let her keep sucking me for a while, then laid back and got her to straddle me in a 69 position. Julie’s cunt was almost identical to Angela’s except for one large exception. Angela had very big inner pussy lips, so big that they often got in the way and had to be pushed apart to get access. Julie’s were much more delicate, just the right size. I wondered if she had had them cut down to size. I licked Julie out while she sucked my cock. I focused more and more on her clit and before long she started moaning and grinding her pussy on my face as she came. Without hardly waiting I flipped her over, knelt between her legs, grabbed her ankles in my hands and started to fuck her on her back. Slowly at first, then harder which she loved, just like Angela. With every thrust she let out a little squeal of delight. I felt the urge to cum growing so I pulled out and asked her if she wanted some doggy. “Fuck yes”, she said, so I got her to kneel on the edge of the bed while I stood behind her. Over the years I have found that most women love doggy, perhaps because it gives them deeper penetration. I fucked her like that for a while, ramming my cock into her hard. Julie had a small but not overly firm arse and the way it rippled with each thrust looked gorgeous. Angela likes it when I slip a finger gently in her arse, so I thought I would try that on Julie too. I wet my index finger in my mouth and slid it in. She squealed and pushed back harder so that it went in as far as it could. She obviously loved it and was moaning and fucking me back. I could feel my cock through her vaginal wall. If she liked one, I thought she might like two, so I slid another finger into her tight arsehole while I fucked her cunt. This was enough to send us both over the edge and I shot my first of many loads to come over time into her while she bucked and moaned in another orgasm. We hopped into bed together cuddling and chatting for a while about how good it had been and fell asleep together that night without even bothering to eat. We awoke the next morning fairly early still naked in bed. We talked some more about last night and how we should “never do it again” - haha. All the while as we talked Julie was playing with my cock gently. The more we talked, the more she played and the harder it got. “I better not let that go to waste”, she said. She climbed on and slowly lowered herself onto my cock and rode me slowly at first. I played with her large tits, occasionally tweaking and sucking her nipples. Her riding got faster and faster and when I felt her tense up, I did the same and we orgasmed together again. Once back to earth, we showered separately got dressed and left for work, taking the elevator down together and stealing one last kiss. After that, whenever I was to come down to Brisbane for work, Angela would encourage me to take Julie out to dinner. Our dinner dates would usually end with the two of us going back to my hotel room or her apartment for “dessert”. Or she would just come to my hotel where we would order room service which allowed us to eat in between fucking. We got to fuck each other about once a month. Eventiually Julie got married, moved overseas, left her husband after two years and came back to Brisbane. I was travelling to Brisbane most weeks so got to use Julie’s pussy again almost on a weekly basis. We had pretty much perfected our fucking by then and definitely knew how to please each other. Then Angela and I got married and moved together to Brisbane. Soon after that Julie moved in with us in order to save some money and get her life back on track after her failed marriage. Angela would often go away for work but we didn’t start fucking straight away. The first time Angela was away we talked about it, but Julie didn’t want to take advantage of Angela’s hospitality in letting her stay with us. I told her I understood and that if she ever needed anything, I was there, even if just for a hug. So, we had a hug, a bit of a pash, but that was it for then. A month or so later when Angela was away again the hug and pash (and a couple of drinks) lead to her taking me downstairs to her bedroom where we fucked like mad people and from there it was nonstop. We probably fucked each other every two weeks or so, usually in her bed, sometimes she would sneak up to mine, and even in the kitchen or lounge room. She liked her sex a bit rougher than Angela but not overly so. She liked getting her bottom spanked (god how it rippled) and being told she was a naughty girl. She enjoyed being fucked with two fingers but not three (Angela was a one finger max girl). She liked to be held down while I fucked her. She had a small collection of toys including a large vibrator that I would fuck her hard with, and enjoyed it when I would use Angela’s toys on her as well. She loved Angela’s small vibrator in her arse while I fucked her pussy. In fact, Julie was one of those rare women who really loved anal sex. One day when I came home from work I found Julie lying naked on her bed fucking herself with her vibrator, so of course I joined in. If Angela went out to the shops, we would often have a quickie, or she would give me a blow job. She could take my cock in her mouth deeper than Angela, but not fully deep throat and she loved to make me cum that way and swallow. I fucked her in the laundry once when she was putting a load of washing on, bent over the washing machine. This went on for about 18 months until it was discovered she had an illness and she went to live in Toowoomba with her parents. We only got to fuck once again during that time when Angela and I visited them and she and her parents went to church, and Julie and I stayed behind for a sleep in. She came to my room and asked me back to hers. This was probably our most tender fuck, slow and languid on a Sunday morning; not much was said, but lots of kissing while we just enjoyed each other’s bodies and finished with a soapy languorous shower. Eventually Julie pretty much recovered and found a boyfriend, so our opportunities became quite limited. We did have our little game whenever we were visiting where we would both try to catch the other one coming out of the shower with just a towel on and have a little arse grope, but that was about it. But the story wasn’t quite over yet. Julie is one strange woman but a great fuck. I can only imagine what their middle sister Rachael is like in bed. But she does look quite hot in a swimsuit. I was later to find out exactly how good she was but that is another story.

14 April 2025

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I walk up behind you. So close you can feel my hot breath on the back of your neck and my hard cock pressing into the gap at the top of your legs as my arms slowly go around you and my fingers trace slowly up and down the front of your body and over your breasts and circle your nipples. My wet tongue licks its way down your neck and out toward your shoulder and back up to gently nibble your earlobe as my fingers find your nipples and brush over them. They harden under my touch and I roll them between my thumb and finger as you moan and push back to feel my cock is hard as steel and your pussy is hot and wet with a rising desire to be penetrated, but we both know that is a long way off as there are many things we are going to explore together before penetration is even considered between us. I turn you around to face me so we can kiss. Our lips meet, softly, puckering against each other. We kiss again,our lips parting, and our tongues hesitantly touch.It feels delicious and we kiss more open mouthed, our tongues sliding together more lively now, exploring the other hungrily. Our breathing is heavier, our hearts beating faster and harder as our heads swim and feel dizzy. I pull you closer to me so we are pressed against each other. A moan escapes your mouth and our hands roam each other's body, my hands cup your butt and pull you against me. you can feel my hard cock pressing against your pussy and you push against it and we moan into each other's mouths as we kiss. We break our kiss, but my lips kiss and lick down your neck as the aroma of your excitement fills the air and we can both smell your pussy juices as your panties are soaking wet. I help you remove your top and you do likewise for me. I lick down to your cleavage as my fingers circle your nipples once more. Your knees buckle so we move to the bed to be more comfortable. We kiss again, hungrier and harder than before, and I unclip your bra and you shrug it off. Then we kiss again, and now we are skin on skin from the waist up, nipples against nipples... yum! I kiss and lick down your neck again, over your breast to slowly circle your nipple with my wet tongue, then my mouth closes on it and my tongue licks and flicks across your nipple the same way it kisses your mouth, as my thumb and finger plays with your other nipple, twisting and pulling it as you moan louder this time, because it feels so exquisite! My teeth gently hold your nipple and pull gently, and you shudder and moan louder than before. You squirm on the bed because your pussy is aching and the smell of your juices are thick in the air now. I pull your panties off altogether. You are fully naked now, and want the same from me so you pull my pants and undies off too. My hard as steel cock springs out and you push me on to my back and say you want to have your turn, so you kiss down my body and ever so slowly lick up and down the shaft of my twitching cock as I moan loudly. You lick higher up my shaft then lick the head and slowly open your mouth and take the head in your mouth as your wet tongue swirls over it, and I moan louder. You move around, straddle my face and as you lower your mouth down the length of my hard cock, you lower your pussy to my face so I can spread your pussy lips and slide my tongue up and down between them and taste you. I lick up to your swollen clit and suck and lick it as your mouth takes ALL of my cock, and we are both moaning so loud, even though our mouths are full of each other. I slide 2 fingers into your pussy to explore inside you as I lick you. My fingers find your G spot.

14 April 2025

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I’d been at a work function in the cbd and stayed on for a few drinks at a nearby bar. That’s when a guy introduced himself as Kayne and I started chatting about work, football, partners etc. before long, and a few drinks later it turned to sex. I told him a loved giving sensual oil massages to males and females. That’s when he told me he and his partner Chloe, had always fantasised about introducing a second male into their relationship but didn’t know how to go about it. I described a scenario where he would tell Chloe that he purchased a massage (even though it was for free) for her for Saturday arvo and I would turn up and start the massage with him out of the room. When Saturday came I quickly got Chloe to undress and lay on a towel on the bed. Kayne excused himself and left the room. I quickly started working the coconut oil on her shoulders, back and thighs and legs. By this stage she was very relaxed and didn’t notice Kayne had quietly slipped back into the room and naked and hard as he watched me work my way up her inner thighs and ever so lightly touching her shaved pussy. Her legs slightly parted as one hand worked her buttocks and the other kept touching her pussy. Kayne was stroking his cock so hard I thought he was going to cum! When I got Chloe to turn over she noticed Kayne for the first time and gave him the biggest smile. I motioned Kayne over and put his cock in Chloe’s mouth while I worked her pussy with my tongue taking long licks so my tongue could flick her arse and pussy. I then got Kayne to lay in his back and Chloe to 69 with him. When I entered Chloe, Kayne started licking my bald which made me even more excited! When my cock slipped out of Chloe’s pussy, Kayne took it in his mouth, sucked it and pushed it back into her pussy. As soon as I came in Chloe’s pussy I watched her sit up and let Kayne lick my cum out of her pussy. Then they both kissed (I later found out this was fantasy they always talked about). I cleaned up and left them to enjoy the rest of their weekend together. We’ve been in contact since and they’re planning another fantasy in the near future.

13 April 2025

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I have played with a married couple mainly with the wife for a while and we got talking over a few drinks and expounded our fantasies and scenarios etc, they are very experienced swingers... me not so... and then this week they phoned to invite me round... I had a play with the gorgeous lady on my own with hubby watching and then they told me another guy was coming and they were all happy for me to watch, I had already climaxed and was in relax and recovery mode so I sat on a towel on a sofa with a drink and waited - the guy invited was an Indian guy about 35, big thick cock, skinny body... and pretty casual - he entered the downstairs play area, shook hands and said G'day and took off his clothes matter of fact, sat down with her on the ottoman and they held each other and kissed and felt their bodies, her hand went straight to his cock and she was smiling, they continued and he spanked her, fingered her, squeezed her tits twisted her nipples all to cries of ecstasy - she sucked him while he was on her chest her arms trapped while he was fucking her face - she was in a stupor crying out as she came and squirted - she loves sucking cocks and she proceeded to on another few occasions, testing her gag reflex with her eyes streaming and choking with spit running out of her mouth... they had a break for a drink, she was already tired I could see but smiling from ear to ear - he casually stood up reached into his pocket took out a condom which he dropped on the splash blanket which was living up to its name... another round of cock sucking, fast fingering which I saw was a bit uncomfortable for her but not that uncomfortable that she didn't squirt a steady single stream over a metre away... he reached down and put on the condom and well he proceeded to fuck my friend in 4 different positions and for a long time and when he was finally ready he pulled it out of her streaming pussy took the condom off moved to her head and pulled his cock till he shot his cum load on her chest, neck and face, she was covered in it, it was such a big cum. I don't think I've ever lasted that long... I was and still am in awe - they held each other while she licked his cock clean - one thing I noticed that was a bit unfair I thought was that he never once licked her pussy which I know is delightful and very tasty - then after a minute he was up washed himself at the basin, dressed, made a remark that he had the day off and this was a good part to it kissed her shook our hands and was gone. I couldn't carry on after he left I was gobsmacked - I'm still rather shocked by the intensity of it all... lol - I'm a rank amateur - who am I kidding? Hubby proceeded to give her a "good seeing to" and the next day when I checked in on them she was still sore stretched and swollen but basking in touching herself and nursing her twisted nipples...

12 April 2025

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She was downstairs in a cubicle in the Glory hole room, it was dark with some light shining through the 10cm diameter hole in the wall in front of her.. the place smelt of cock and cum which excited her... she licked her lips and heard the floor above creaking... someone was there... standing in front of her, he pressed himself against the hole and she felt him with her hand... he was dressed and she realised he wanted to be unfurled... her hand found the zipper and then his jocks and pulled them down until she had his swelling cock in her hand which she guided through the hole... she pulled it gently until it was fully grown, felt his hood slipping back and she opened her mouth and licked, a musky taste... and she opened her mouth fully and took him in all the way to show him her gag reflex and slowly he began to move - she steadied herself placed her hands against the wall and let him fuck her wet warm mouth with her juices running down her inner thigh - next time she thought it would be good to have someone behind her... and then she heard the swish of a curtain and a strong arm around her waist and before long a slippery cock exploring her from behind, his hands were under her top and bra fondling squeezing and when they finally found the nipples they were twisted cruelly which she loved but it made her go onto her tiptoes... another 20 seconds of torture and the hands were on her hips which she proffered and soon was rewarded with the feeling of his large girth entering her wet hole... with a thumb pressing her bum hole and a cock in her mouth and pussy she rode them all pushing her ass back into his thumb, soon she heard the click of the lube dispenser and 2 fingers slid all the way up her ass, she had to concentrate and finally let herself go with the cock and fingers up her and concentrated on sucking this lovely cock in her mouth - her tongue swirled around the head and pressed into his piss hole and he thrusted in turn she shut herself off from her pleasures until she was rewarded with a gob full of cum shooting down her throat - it happened again and the third time she stopped it with her tongue and kept it there savouring the warmth and the taste before swallowing it and with a hoarse cry she came and squirted and she felt her fucker stiffen and thrust hard until he relaxed and slid out of her, she felt his cum ooze out of her pussy and down her thighs and turned and bent down to clean him up... bliss.

12 April 2025

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I sat at the bar, I felt you the minute you walked in. That sexy swagger, head held high in those butt hugging jeans and black rolling stones shirt, the one with the tongue on it. You stood at the bar, looking around, your eyes met mine. I felt this tingle that went through me to my now wet lady bits. You came closer and held out your hand and said how do you do, mam and we chatted and laughed, drank champagne. As with everything, the night was drawing to an end. You whispered in my ear, would you like to come up stairs and play. I'm sure I felt a trickle out of my wet pussy as I agreed to your offer, we left the bar and went upstairs. In the lift you standing behind me I could feel the warmth of your lips gently touching my neck. Your hands were in places that made me go weak, as we got out of the lift, I can feel my heart is pounding fasting with every step. As we arrived at your room, I walked into the unit and before I could say anything I felt your hands come from behind and gently squeeze my breast. My knee's go weak as you catch me and you pull up to your mouth and kiss me with such a passion, my mouth kiss you back, your hands felt wonderful moving all over me with such a softness and it turned me on. As passion rises up inside us, our kisses got intense, we reach the bed naked and rapped around each other. You start to kiss my breast tenderly and then with tickle kisses you work your way ever so slowly, it makes me arch my back. With one small kiss you put lips on my clit I let out small moan, you start licking my clit, flicking it, nibbling it, teasing it. As you insert your fingers and licking my pussy oh it feels so good, then you rise up and insert your cock inside my wet pussy. I COME.

11 April 2025

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A Night in Paris — April 17th, 2010 He came for three nights of excess. One day in Paris, one in Beaune, one in Champagne. Thirty strangers, a luxury coach, and an accidental young, cheeky, tan, cocksure Sydney boy, travelling alone. When the French booking agent bit her lip and whispered, “You’re extremely lucky,” she wasn’t wrong. Four married couples. Two other men. The rest? Single women. That night, the Grand Hôtel du Palais Royal trembled. He stood bare, cock heavy and pulsing, on the edge of the Juliet balcony. Champagne beaded down his chest, Dom Pérignon cold against his tongue, heat rolling off his body in waves. One Canadian—hazel-eyed and flushed—was on her knees, fingers wrapped around the thick, veiny length of him, jaw slack as she took in every uncut inch. “I’ve… I’ve never seen one like this,” she whispered, almost reverently. “It’s—beautiful.” She peeled him back like a forbidden fruit, watched the tip swell, glisten, pulse in time with his breath. “It’s fucking alive…” Her lips sealed around him, slow, sloppy, full of awe. Behind her, her best friend was sprawled across the bed, her thighs parted, face buried between them—an American wife whose husband had wandered off to a casino and left her starving. Her moans were muffled, desperate, clutching at sheets while her hips writhed and twitched. He groaned—head back, Dom on his tongue, a perfect mouth on his cock, red lipstick bleeding down his shaft, the night wind licking his skin as Paris glittered around them. Sin had a taste. It was champagne, pussy, and the kind of head that made your knees buckle. And the night had only just begun.

11 April 2025

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I woke up about 5AM so on edge that my clit was tingling. I wondered what I had been dreaming about, I couldn't recall. but it must have been good. I went online and flirted with a few guys and then I felt movement behind me. Hubby was wanking in his sleep and had a full erection. I put down my phone, found his cock and sucked on it for a bit. making it all wet. Then I straddled him, he was lying on his back, and slid his cock into me. I fucked him till he was fully awake. Twerking on his cock while my tits were in his face. He indicated that he wanted me to sit up and ride him cowgirl. I did, but I wasn't getting much satisfaction that way. So I quickly dismounted, found my little labial vibrator, remounted him and held the vibrator to my clit. Because I was already so on edge the effect was immediate. I began to moan as the vibrator on my clit and the cock sliding in and out of me brought me even closer to the edge. Hubby took the vibrator from my hand and said, "I'll do that, you're going to be too gentle on yourself". He pushed the vibrator firmly against my clitoral hood and continued to fuck me. He was right, within a minute I was moaning loudly as I came. It was so strong, the strongest I can remember in recent memory. Perhaps the strongest I've ever had. I felt sensations radiating from my pussy as I uncontrollably and rapidly thrust my pussy on his cock. He didn't let up, he kept fucking me and rubbing me with the vibrator as I came again and again. crying out loudly each time. He suggested that I bite his arm to help me be quiet. I collapsed forward onto his chest to catch my breathe and gather myself. He have me a brief respite, then pushed me up to cowgirl again and pulled back my clitoral hood, putting the vibrator directly on my clitoris. I came again and again, not as strong as the first one, but still so intense and strong. At this point he let the vibrator go and began to fuck me hard, the vibrator still buzzing between us. But not directly on my clit anymore. His hands were on my hips, pulling them down as he thrust deep into me until he came.

11 April 2025

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Arriving at the address provided I found myself in a light industrial area. The sound of machinery was a constant buzz. I sent a quick text as advised and shortly after the reply indicated I should come in via the open side door. I entered into a dimly lit area. There was no sign of activity, “in here” a voice called from the next room. Closing the door behind me I walked slowly toward the open door ahead. I could feel my stomach twisting with nerves. It was always like this during a first meet up. Walking through the door I found him seated behind a large desk. Glad you could make it he said as he rose from his seat. He was tall at about 6 and a half feet and well built. Well let’s get to it then he said. I finally got you here I am not going to waste this opportunity to breed you like the little slut you claim to be. With no further word he strode around the desk. Without a word he dragged off my shirt and pushed me face down onto the desk. I felt his hands as he worked quickly to loosen my jeans and they were soon puddled around my ankles. Mmm what have we got here he said. With my jeans gone I was left with the cute pink knickers I had chosen for this occasion. His rough hands roamed over my panty clad ass making me squirm. As his fingers probed at the cleft of my ass he was set for another surprise as he found the hard base of my plug snugged between my cheeks. He pressed hard against the base of it forcing it deeper and I moaned in pleasure as he played. I kicked off my jeans to allow my legs to spread wider as his large hands roamed over my ass. I felt his hands sliding up my back and his hardness pressing against me. Suddenly I felt something cold wrap around my neck and a gasp of panic escaped me. Don’t move slut he said as his weight pressed against me your mine today and with that he buckled the thick leather collar around my neck. I heard sounds of his clothes being removed and falling to the floor. I was already moaning like a bitch in heat as I lay there draped across his desk waiting to see what would happen next. I wriggled my butt against him grinding against his tightly muscled thighs. And brushing against the heat of his hardened cock. You really are a naughty little slut aren’t you he said. Practically begging to get fucked. Let me tell you something though. I am in charge here and if you don’t stop I will show you exactly what that means. The feeling of his hard body pressed against me had me so turned on I could not resist grinding my ass back again. I warned you slut he growled. You will do what I want and when I want it. With that his hand crashed against my ass making me jump. He pushed me roughly toward onto the desk and began to rain blows against the rapidly reddening flesh of my ass. This was not the playful type spanking we had discussed, with every strike of his hand he was making his point clear that he was in charge here. My ass burned and the spanking blows fell heavier and harder. Finally he stopped. My breath heaved as I sought to recover, however he was not finished yet. Whoosh crack, pain lanced across my ass as now his crop was falling with practised grace against my poor abused flesh. The heavy spanking was nothing compared to this. I bounced and jigged as his hand on my back held me firmly in place as his crop snapped down. I sagged against the desk in defeat and the rain of blows slowed and stopped. Glancing back I could see his cock at full attention. Its head glistened and veins bulged along its length from the angry purple head to the large balls. Despite the burning heat of my poor bottom, seeing his cock hard and ready lit a fire inside me that was way hotter. He tore the plug from my ass casting it aside and without further preparation buried the full length of his cock into me in a single stroke. This is what I had come for. My body responded instantly to the rough intrusion. He drew back till just the head was nestled inside before slamming back inside. My ass churned as with long strokes he drove into me over and over again. As his cock slid over my magic internal button already sensitive from the plug I felt myself losing a stream from my cock. I was so turned on it was not long before I was hit with the first assgasm as I felt the spinning golden ball inside me explode. My ass clamped down on his cock as he pounded me mercilessly. His thick meaty balls slapped against me. Pinned beneath him I felt powerless as he fucked me harder and harder, faster and faster. I could feel my prostate building again as the head of his cock pressed against it and slid across it. This was strong than before and with a howl of pleasure I climaxed again. No ejaculation just wave after wave as my whole body shook and shuddered. I heard his breath starting to quicken as he pumped me faster before pushing hard and deep inside. His cock pulsed over and over as it poured jets of hot cum into me. He collapsed forward on top of me his cock still buried inside me to the hilt. Finally I felt his shaft starting to shrink and a dribble of his juice slid from my abused hole. Pulling free he grabbed the plug and shoved it home again sealing my sad shut with a bellyful of his hot seed. Soaking with sweat. My legs shaking I stood up. Slowly I pulled on my clothes and shoes. He was leaning against the desk with a satisfied look on his face. Thank you I said as I headed for the door. I really needed that. When are we going to do it again he asked. I’ll let you know when I am free I said as I left. My ass was still burning, my hole was wrapped tight around the plug, feeling sloppy and used. But in my head I was already planning on how soon I would be able to get back for another round.

11 April 2025

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I was playing golf solo one day. And a big guy playing a hole behind me came up and offered to play together. We played a few holes. Got to par 10 where the toilets were. He said shame no chick's here can do with a blowjob. He could tell I was bi. I figured he was too. I said does it have to be chick, no he said very quickly. I said show me what you got. No one was around, it was a tuesday. We went into the toilets. He pulled his dick out and it was big, maybe 8 inches, normal thickness and cut, was the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I held it in my hand and it grew quickly. He took his pants off while I held it and sat on the toilet, he had no hair down there and big juicy looking balls. I got on my knees and started licking his balls and shaft, licking it like a melting ice cream after about 5-6 minutes I made my way to the head, I worked my tongue around it while I played with thies balls. Then very slowly in super slow motion I went down until it hit the back of my throat I relaxed and jammed a bit more in. With slow long strokes I sucked deep and up around his head and back down. He jolted and jerked around. He then stood up, put a leg up on the toilet. He grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my face, his balls were bouncing of my chin. Then he said stand up. He turned me around and slid off my pants. I said no no I've never done anal only given head many many times. He said I just want to rub my cock along your little cheeks, I said ok. From behind he held me against the wall and rubbed his cock between my butt cleavage. I could feel his head sometimes pressing against my entrance. He said I'll just put the head in, he pushed, didn't go in, I was a virgin, it couldn't fit. He said wet it for me, so I got on my knees and slobbered all over his shlong. Back up, he tried to poke it in again, still wouldn't fit, he pushed a bit harder and his dick thrusted inside me, way more than just the head, it was painful I got off. He apologised and said now I got in, I'll fuck you with just the head. Standing and bent over He pushed his head in and out for about a minute, it felt amazing. He said this is so hot, you're so tight and little I'll blow if I don't stop. I said wait! I got on my knees and he fucked my face and blew in my mouth. For the next 4 years, once a week, I'd visit him and give him blowjobs. I didn't try anal again as he was too big and he was obsessed with me giving head. He has since moved to Victoria for work.

10 April 2025

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Had the pleasure of meeting someone with the ability to allow me to pelvis deep all the way to their lips. They didn’t have a gag reflex and were a little submissive, which in this instance was a super hot moment that we got to share. They were willing to lay on the edge of my perfect height bed and then I proceeded to use their throat all the way to the base and found out that the saliva produced is an incredible lubricant to help the moment along while they were catching their breath another thing is the beauty about being a little taller and having a beautiful body in front of me meant I could return the favour whilst greedily thrusting to the back of their throat I could also lustily devour all parts of their the whole body laid out before me. Gotta love an amazing set of breasts in my mouth. I was more than happy to return the favour and taste the forbidden fruit of someone who is willing to let me finish at the back of their throat. The moment that made it so memorable and how they let me know how much of a legend they are and that they were enjoying the moment I got a cheeky wink. Almost finished again

10 April 2025

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I had arranged a Bull to come and fuck Fay (not her real name). He had answered our profile on here; Tall muscular with a 9" cock I told Fay that a friend was coming around and to have a bath and be nice and relaxed. I had arranged with Don that when he arrived that he could do anything to Fay without any pain. He knocked on the door and I answered it. He brushed past me and told Fay that she was HIS for the night. He sat her on the lounge pulled his cock out and said, "suck it". Fay looked at me then opened her mouth and started sucking his uncircumcised cock. I sat where I could get the best view she sucked his massive cock for 10 minutes. Then Don lifted her up so she could suck his nipples, I love this and so does Don. Fays tongue flicking his nipple before she takes as much of Dons tit into her mouth and sucks hard. Don takes her into the bedroom and throws Fay onto the bed gets between her legs and shoves that monster cock straight up her Fay moans as she takes his length up her bald pussy Don starts pumping hard Fay closes her eyes I move onto the bed and start kissing my sexy girl I tell her how proud I am to be her man as she is rocked back and forth by Don's thrusting into her pussy. Don says he is coming and drives his cock into Fays pussy as far as it will go then fills her cunt with his cum. He withdraws and tells me to clean her up, ger cunt is oozing cum and I start licking her swollen cunt, it is soft and loose I can taste both Fay and Don's cum. Don says next time he will bring a couple of his friends with him to service Fay, I can hardly wait.

10 April 2025

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We were mutual friends of a friend, would see each other every now and then when we ran into each other at this friends house. I can’t speak for her, but I felt the spark the first second I met her. I did and said nothing that would make it awkward for us all and left it at that. Months go by and I drop in to this friends house unannounced and find her there alone. He had gone up to the shops and would be back shortly, I couldn’t wait so I turned to leave, telling her to let him know I stopped by. I got a few steps and I couldn’t help myself, I stopped at the door and walked back to her on the couch. I leaned down and slid my hand up her shoulder and around her throat. I squeezed hard enough to stop her breath and leaned in, slowly kissing her on the lips. I told her I’ve wanted to do that for so long and now I have. If she wanted to discuss it further to message me, otherwise we’ll pretend it never happened. I let go of her throat and left. Sure enough, a message from her a few minutes later and that’s how it started. We messaged back and forth and learned a lot of things about each other. She was submissively shy and I loved devouring every morsel of truth that she had never really told anyone before. I knew how to get her to open up and I knew when she was lying. I called her out on every lie or omission and peeled back her explanations until I got the truth, no matter how embarrassing or erotic. We would meet at her place, she shared a duplex with friends and her bottom floor bedroom was accessible from the back yard, reached through a side gate. The sex went from hot vanilla to mind blowing kinky within one session and we both opened up about boundaries and desires. I would make hers come true and she’d do the same. We realised we’re both well entrenched in the dark side of sex. I won’t bore you with the details of the semi-vanilla. She loved being woken up with a hand over the mouth and a hard cock sliding into her. I loved my hand around her throat and a fistful of her hair as I choked the submission into her. She loved the multiple orgasms she’d get from climbing on top and grinding while she was collared and leashed. I loved the way my words sounded repeated back to me in her moaning, submissive voice, her begging me to cum (or not cum, depending on the scenario) in her as I bred her almost every session. She loved as I spat in her mouth. I loved slapping her until my hand prints covered her whole body. I will bore you with the details of the two things that stand out for me. The first being her willingness to trust me enough to take her breath away. I would start gentle and short, hand around the throat in whatever position we were in, squeezing hard enough to stop the air for a while until she tapped me and I let go. I always let go, and she knew that. Knowing that, she would be happy to push the boundaries and I was happy to find out where they ended. Longer and longer, she would either ride my cock with her lungs slowly starving of air, or be tied up beneath me with both hands choking her harder and harder with each pounding stroke. She was given a tiny bell wrapped around her finger that she would flick to let me know I needed to stop, as she was often tied and/or gagged. She knew what I wanted and she knew she could trust me to keep her safe, so it didn’t take long until the boundary we were looking for dissolved completely. I would choke her for as long as I liked until she passed out. She was still given the bell to flick or the option to tap me to stop, but her submission involved me deciding whether I stopped when she tapped, or whether she would see stars, and drift unconscious as I slid in and out of her. As soon as she was out I would release the pressure. I would often swap positions and roughly pound her until she came to, or go down and gently lick her lips and suck her clit until I felt the jerk of her body when she came to and her squeal when she realised her pussy was being eaten while she ‘slept’. Starving the brain of oxygen is not something you can do as many times as you want in a session, so we were careful not to over-do it. Although several times she had to politely suggest a break as I lost myself in her and got carried away. We would alternate between breath play and simply putting her unconscious in my arms as I wrapped her up tight. I would be fucking her from behind, laying side by side on the bed, my arm wrapped around her throat, my cock sliding into her from behind and my hand on her clit. I would gently place her into a choke hold and slowly squeeze the sides of her neck with each stroke. Within 10-15 seconds the blood was no longer reaching that incredibly beautiful brain and she was out. Again I would often swap positions and roughly pound her until she came to, disorientated and scared, until she realised where she was and remembered what was happening and again, her body shook with the biggest orgasms I would ever feel from her. She had a kink about being sexually used while she was asleep/unconscious and I had a kink about choking and destroying a subs boundaries through pure domination . It was a perfect dynamic. The second thing that stands out for me, is her dark desire for role play that entails her lack of choice in the matter. Also known as CNC (Consensual Non-Consent) or rape play, and it’s a tricky scenario to make come true for a woman. At least to the more extreme levels anyway. She explained exactly what she wanted in detail and I was more than happy to fulfil it, as it was one of my dark desires as well. I outlined the rules, she added her thoughts, we both screenshotted the conversation and made sure each of us had recorded proof of us consenting in full, no legal grey areas. She would have no information or warning about the session other than the activities and level of violence she wanted to experience. She wished to be completely surprised and completely dominated in the most extreme sense of the word. Several weeks and a couple of sessions later with nothing too extreme involved, I decided on a day and time and without telling her (obviously) made my way to her place. It was early morning, around 5am but the sun was coming up and there was light. I parked down the street and walked to her duplex, down the side gate and into the back yard. I chose to have the experience at her place as opposed to a public place, as it was less likely someone would stumble across us and complicate things. And a kidnapping with a vehicle would require further planning so I would keep that for the next step. I knew she locked her screen door and left her sliding door open, but she locked the screen door with the latch and not the key. I was wearing all black, hoodie and jeans, and pulled out a black balaclava and put it over my head. I had brought with me a crappy steak knife that I wouldn’t miss from my kitchen and took it out as well, slicing the fly screen mesh next to her screen door latch. I slid my finger through the small hole I cut and flicked the latch, slowly sliding open the screen door. She was asleep, the room had enough light to see and I could see her on the bed. I gently climbed onto the bed and sat on top of her, my knees either side of her torso and she started to stir. Without saying a word, I clamped my hand over her mouth and shushed her as she groggily opened her eyes and saw the knife inches from her face, before her eyes shot wide with terror and she squirmed beneath me. I told her to be quiet or I’d hurt her, our agreed upon phrase that would a)let the other person know who it was, and b)begin the CNC session (and the rules and boundaries came into effect). It took a second but I saw her mind click and felt her body sink with relief. I whispered to her the things she told me she imagined her attacker saying. I threw in some of my own. I used the steak knife to cut her black singlet top she was sleeping in, straight up the middle from her stomach to her chest. Then I dragged the tip of the knife back down her skin, leaving a red line that stayed for a day or two afterwards. I ripped the singlet from her body and tied her hands, I cut the sides of her panties and pulled them through her thighs and shoved them into her mouth. The session went on for around two hours. I made sure to tick all the boxes of what she wanted in regards to the phrases that would be said and specific abuses she would suffer. After hours of choking, slapping, humiliation, and being thrown around and used, I whispered the phrase that signified the end of the session, which triggered her to say the final phrases that she would say. I was on top of her with her hands tied above her head, one hand holding her hands down and one hand around her throat, her legs spread and her sopping wet pussy being violently pounded. She started crying and begged me to stop (as she had been doing at the start of the session before submitting to ‘save her life’), pleading with me to leave. I growled at her to shut up and that I was going to cum, she shrieked and squealed, pleaded and begged and struggled as hard as she could, begging me not to cum inside her. She got slapped across the face and bred. Held down with heavy force as I grunted with each spurt. A minute or two to catch our breath and we both smiled at each other and broke character. Definitely one of the most intense sexual experiences of my life. This relationship happened over the course of about two years, spending more time together in some months than others. I tried to avoid discussing feelings we might have for each other, because I was in a relationship that I was never going to leave. But I found myself falling further and further in love with her as time went on. What started as friendship, then turned into amazing and incredible sex, then mutated into a deep need and a painful truth that I’d never be able to be with her the way I should be. I told her I loved her one day as she sat on top of me, slowly grinding my cock back and forth inside her. I had tried to say it the session before but had lost the nerve. I was a week or two away from leaving on a three year trip that would obviously end our relationship. I had to tell her before I left, so I did. So now it’s about six years later and we don’t talk or see each other anymore. I think it’s just easier for both of us. I can’t stand the thought of making her life complicated and being something negative in her life, rather than something positive. I literally think about her every day, and if she reads this hopefully she knows I’ll love her till the day I die. I know it’s going to be almost impossible to find someone like her but there’s no harm (and plenty of fun) in trying. Hope you enjoyed, feel free to get in touch if you like, and good girls are always, submissively shy…

10 April 2025

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