I once tied myself up while my house mate was out. I dressed up in her clothes wearing her flight centre uniform and used ropes and her scarves to bind myself. I used a scarf to shove in my mouth and a big red ball gag to gag myself as well as med wrap around to hold it in place. I could hardly make a sound. I hand cuffed myself to my ropes around my feet into a hog tie. I loved it. The thrill of being bound was so exciting. I could not believe I did it to myself. I wish I was being used by a mistress. After about 30mins i realized I had lost the key on the floor. I panicked. I struggled and moaned for another hour and a half! I was able to roll myself down off the bed and onto the floor to finally find the key and finally getting myself free. This gave me 10mins to get changed put all my stuff and her stuff away before she got home. She did ask me why I had marks on my face and wrists. I then bought her a scarf for a birthday gift, but secretly used it while she was out. Haha

1 February 2025

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The night was perfect. She had her man, a delicious meal, and even a musician to serenade the lovely couple. What more could she wish for on her birthday? As she blew out the candle, she grinned at her man while making her wish. Her desires evident with her nipples subtly revealing her excitement beneath the lace top. Her man reached across the table, his fingers gently caressing her hand. She noticed the music became more intimate as their hands touched. He leaned closer and kissed her softly as his hands beginning to explore her body. At first, she was taken aback by his touch, especially with the musician playing just a few feet away, a witness to their desires. But her surprise quickly faded, moving to excitement as she realized her birthday wish was unfolding in ways she had never imagined. The thought of being watched while she was claimed. A soft moan escaped her lips as she surrendered to the fantasy. Her man's hands roamed her body, sending delightful shivers down her spine. As if on cue, the musician set down his instrument and approached them. Without a word, her man leaned back in his seat, and she felt the musician's hand on her shoulder and neck. Shock filled her eyes as she glanced at her partner, who responded with a playful grin. Trembling with anticipation, she felt the musician's fingers trace her curves. His touch was different, rougher yet equally thrilling. The musician's lips found the curve of her neck while her man watched, a look of desire and satisfaction on his face. Her breath quickened as the musician's skilled hands explored her, tracing the contours of her breasts through the delicate lace. She kept her gaze fixed on her man, seeking his silent approval and reveling in the lustful gleam in his eyes. A slight nod from him sent a jolt of electricity through her. The musician's fingers deftly unfastened the clasps of her top, exposing her flushed skin to the cool night air. Her nipples hardened further as he cupped her breasts, kneading them gently. All the while, her man watched intently. She felt the musician's arousal pressing against her back as he continued his ministrations. Suddenly she hears the unmistakable sound of a zipper. She senses the man move beside her. Her man sitting on one side, the erect cock on the other. She turns and looks at it. It’s beautiful and thick. Not too long and a beautiful tip ready to penetrate. Her delicate hand touches it gently, wrapping around the musician's hardness. She stroked him slowly, all while maintaining that electric connection with her man across the table. Watching his lips curled into a satisfied smirk, silently encouraging her to continue. She enjoyed hearing the musician's breath as she explored his length, her touch both tentative and eager. Her other hand sought out her man's, intertwining their fingers as the passion built between the three of them. Each touch and caress a symphony of sensuality orchestrated by her birthday wish. She stands and motions for the man to sit, only letting go of his hard penis to pull down her soaked panties. Leaning in to kiss her man then positioning herself over the erect cock. Moans escape her mouth as the stranger parts her wanting pussy. He feels so good. Different from her man. It’s been a long time since another cock had filled her. She sinks down slowly, savoring every inch, every vein as the musician's thick shaft stretches her. A silent conversation passes between her and her man as she begins to move, rolling her hips in a sensual dance. She feels the musician's hands grip her waist, guiding her movements as she rides him. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, nipples hard and aching for attention. As if reading her mind, her man leans forward, capturing one peaked bud between his lips. She gasps, overwhelmed by the dual sensations. Her pace quickens, driven by the growing need coiling in her core. The musician matches her rhythm, driving up into her as she grinds down. She feels so wonderfully full, each stroke hitting places that make her groan. All the while, her gaze remains fixed on her man, watching as he expertly plays with her hardened nipples. Sweat glistens on her skin as she chases her pleasure. Her man’s fingers find her sensitive nub, circling it with practiced ease. She bites her lip, muffling a cry as the added stimulation pushes her closer to the edge. The tension builds, a crescendo of sensation threatening to overwhelm her. Her movements become erratic, desperate. The musician thrusts harder, faster. She feels him swell inside her, knows he's close too. With a final, powerful thrust, she shatters. Waves of ecstasy crash over her as she comes, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around the musician's cock. He follows moments later, spilling himself deep inside her with a guttural groan. As she comes down from her high, she leans forward, resting her forehead against her man's. Their breath mingles, a silent exchange of love and gratitude passing between them. The musician withdraws, leaving her feeling deliciously used and satisfied. Her man pulls her into his lap, cradling her trembling body against his chest. His hardness presses against her thigh, a promise of more pleasure to come. As the musician quietly gathers his things and slips away, she knows this birthday celebration is far from over.

31 January 2025

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Amelia's heart raced as she entered the dimly lit room, her eyes slowly adjusting to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. Plush velvet curtains in deep crimson hung from ceiling to floor, and flickering candles cast dancing shadows across the walls. The air was thick with the scent of sandalwood and leather. She ran her fingers nervously over the smooth silk of her robe, hyper-aware of her nakedness underneath. Master J had instructed her to disrobe before entering, and she had complied with trembling hands. Now she stood just inside the doorway, unsure where to look or what to do next. A low, rich voice came from the shadows. "Come closer, pet." Amelia's breath caught in her throat as she took a few hesitant steps forward. As her eyes adjusted further, she began to make out more details of the room. Gleaming metal hooks hung from the ceiling. An ornate wooden chest stood in one corner, its contents a mystery that made her shiver with equal parts fear and excitement. Master J emerged from the darkness, his tall frame cutting an imposing figure. He wore fitted black pants and nothing else, his muscled chest bare. In one hand he held a leather flogger, its many strands swaying gently as he moved. "Are you ready to begin your journey, pet?" he asked, his voice a silky purr. Amelia wanted to answer but couldn’t find her voice, all she could do was nod. A thrill of anticipation coursed through her as Master J approached, his eyes roaming over her body with open appreciation... Master J circled Amelia slowly, drinking in every curve and contour of her body. His fingertips ghosted over her shoulders, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Amelia shivered. "Such a lovely pet," he murmured. "So responsive already." He stood before her, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark, but there was also warmth there, a silent promise of safety. "We'll start slow," Master J said. "Remember your safe word?" "Red," Amelia whispered. "Good girl. Now, hands behind your back." Amelia complied, clasping her hands at the small of her back. Master J produced a length of soft rope, skillfully binding her wrists together. The rope was snug but not uncomfortable, holding her arms securely in place. "How does that feel?" he asked. "Good," Amelia breathed. Master J guided her to the center of the room where a padded bench awaited. He moved her over it, her torso resting on the cushioned surface while her legs remained on the floor. "Spread your legs for me, pet." Amelia hesitated only a moment, her face flushing as she exposed herself fully. Master J ran a hand appreciatively down her spine. "Beautiful," he praised. "Now, I'm going to start with the flogger. Just light strokes to warm you up. Tell me if it's too much." The first whisper-soft lashes across her back and bottom made Amelia gasp. It was a new sensation, not quite pain, but intense stimulation that sent sparks of pleasure. As Master J continued, gradually increasing the force, Amelia found herself pushing back into the strikes, craving more. Moans of pleasure filled the room as the flogging intensified. Her skin tingled and burned deliciously. She felt herself growing wet, her inhibitions melting away under Master J's skilled attention. When he finally set the flogger aside, Amelia whimpered at the loss. But then she felt his hands on her, massaging her heated skin, soothing and arousing in equal measure. His touch dipped lower, probing between her legs. "So wet for me already," he growled approvingly. "Such an eager little submissive." Amelia could only moan in response as his fingers worked their magic, bringing her right to the edge of climax before withdrawing. She writhed against the bench, desperate for more. "Please," she begged. "Please, Master." "Patience, pet," he chuckled. "We're only just beginning..." A finger circled round and round teasing her mercilessly, drawing soft whimpers from Amelia. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "Not yet, my pet. I want you aching for it." He withdrew his hand, leaving Amelia trembling with need. She heard him move away, followed by the sound of the wooden chest creaking open. Her imagination ran wild wondering what implement he might choose next. Amelia gasped as something cool and smooth traced down her spine - a Wartenberg wheel. The pinpricks of sensation made her squirm. Master J rolled it over her shoulders, down her arms, across her sensitive sides. When he reached her inner thighs, Amelia couldn't help but cry out. "So responsive," he murmured approvingly. "Let's see how you handle this." The wheel was replaced by something soft brushing her skin - a feather perhaps? It danced over her body, alternating with sharp little nips that must have been from a crop. The contrasting sensations had Amelia writhing. Master J kept her on edge for what felt like hours, introducing her to a whole array of implements - silky scarves, rough rope, biting clamps, tingling electro-wands. He built her arousal higher and higher, only to back off each time she neared climax. Just when Amelia thought she couldn't take anymore, Master J's hands were on her again, lifting her from the bench. He guided her to a padded X-frame on the wall, securing her wrists and ankles with leather cuffs. Amelia's legs trembled as Master J knelt before her. His tongue found her center, lapping and sucking with practiced skill. Two fingers slid inside, curling to hit just the right spot. “Don’t you dare come” Master J's talented tongue and fingers worked in tandem, bringing Amelia to the brink of ecstasy. She strained against her bonds, every muscle taut as she fought to obey his command. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin as she panted and moaned. "Please," she whimpered. "I can't... I need..." He pulled back slightly, his breath hot against her most sensitive flesh. "You can and you will," he said firmly. "Show me your control." Amelia bit her lip, focusing all her willpower on holding back the tide of pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. Master J resumed his ministrations, alternating between feather-light touches and firm pressure. Stars danced behind Amelia's closed eyelids as the sensations built to an almost unbearable intensity. Just when she thought she might shatter, Master J withdrew completely. Amelia's eyes flew open to see him standing before her, chest heaving. His gaze was dark with desire as he took in her trembling form. "You've done so well, pet," he praised. "I think you've earned a reward." He reached for something on a nearby table - a small bullet vibrator. Amelia's breath hitched as he pressed it against her, the low hum sending shivers through her over sensitized body. Master J's free hand caressed her face tenderly. "You may come now," he murmured. The permission unleashed a tidal wave of sensation. Amelia cried out as waves of pleasure crashed over her, her body convulsing in the restraints. Master J held the vibrator steady, drawing out her climax until she was limp and gasping. As the aftershocks subsided, he gently removed the vibrator and began unfastening her bonds. Amelia's legs gave out as soon as she was free, but Master J caught her easily in his strong arms. He carried her to a plush lounge in the corner, cradling her against his chest. "You were magnificent," he murmured, pressing soft kisses to her hair. "How do you feel?" Amelia took stock of her body - pleasantly sore, utterly relaxed, and more satisfied than she'd ever been. "Amazing," she breathed. "That was... incredible." Master J chuckled warmly, reaching for a bottle of water and helping her take small sips. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. We'll take things slow, build up your endurance over time." As Amelia nestled against him, she knew this was only the beginning of her journey into submission. She couldn't wait to explore further with her skilled and attentive Dom.

31 January 2025

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

31 January 2025

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“I love looking at your naked body. And I love watching you get turned on just because I’m looking at you.” It wasn’t just that he was looking at me. It was the way he was looking at me. Like he was going to devour me. The anticipation of him fucking me made me drip. I’d been naked for the last 3 days, ever since he walked in to my campsite. Since then we’d spent most of our time fucking. Every way we could think of. Cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, missionary. His cock in my cunt, my mouth, my arse. And we fucked everywhere – in his rooftop tent, on the bonnet of his car, bent over the table or the back of my car, with me tied to a tree, in the water, even in my single swag. And now I was naked, with my hands tied above my head to the ladder of his roof top tent. Eagerly waiting for him to do what he wanted. “I think you need your arse whipped.” he said “Turn around and face the ladder.” I did as instructed. He walked up behind me and put his hand between my legs and stroked my pussy. “Spread your legs.” I complied. Spreading them as far as I could with my hands tied above my head. I pushed my arse out in anticipation. “Oh, that’s good. That arse definitely needs a whipping.” He got out his belt and brought it down with a resounding smack on my arse. It stung. I couldn’t lessen the blow by moving forward as I was against the ladder. I left out a groan. Again the belt came down on my arse. Again I groaned. “This is definitely what you need. Your arse needs a good whipping. And then, if you’re good, I might fuck it for you.” He brought the belt down again. “Have you had enough?” “Yes, please” “No, I think you need a couple more.” His actions were perfect, the belt came down with a resounding smack and made my arse sting. Twice more. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to sit down. He came and untied me “Now you can suck my cock to show me that you appreciate being disciplined.” I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. I could feel him watching me moving up and down the shaft, wrapping my tongue around it, licking the head, and then licking his balls. He watched me suck his cock. Taking it all the way into my mouth, then licking and sucking his balls. Then he twined his fingers through my hair and pulled me to my feet. He moved me over to the table. “Bend right over and spread your legs.” He moved behind me and put his cock against my arse. His fingers found my wet pussy and used my cunt juices to lubricate my arse. He thrust his cock into my arse while he fingered by pussy. I cried out as he thrust deep into my arse. The sudden thrust was both painful and pleasurable. I wasn’t sure which sensation was the strongest. Whipping me had obviously turned him on. A couple of thrusts and he pulled out and spurted his cum over my back. “Time for another swim” he said “Then it’s your turn. Maybe we can beat that 10 minutes.”

31 January 2025

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

30 January 2025

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Glancing at the clock, Kathleen felt the day rush by as she got ready. The closer it got to the meeting time, the faster her heart raced. She'd never done anything like this, and every moment leading up to it only intensified the thrill and apprehension. As she slipped on her clothes and tucked her belongings into a small bag, she practiced breathing exercises to calm her nerves. It was all so new, and she remembered Amber's words about embracing spontaneity, stepping outside her comfort zone. This was her chance to do just that. Finally, as the moment arrived, Kathleen grabbed her keys and the blindfold, her heart pounding louder than ever. She drove to the motel, her mind racing with anticipation and a flurry of what-ifs. The building stood modestly on the outskirts of town, its unassuming exterior offering an air of anonymity that made her feel a bit at ease. Parked, she closed her eyes for a moment, cantering herself before stepping out of the car. The soft thud of her heartbeat filled her. Kathleen stood at the door, her heart pounding in her chest as she reached for the handle. Was she really brave enough to do this—taking a chance and stepping into the unknown. With a deep breath, she turned the knob and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. Walking around the motel room Kathleen couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. Her whole body tingled a mixture of nerves and excitement. She could not remember ever feeling this way before. Could she really go through with this could she let this man explore her body will she be comfortable being blindfolded and letting him do whatever he wanted. She looked at the door knowing that she could leave at any time but she also knew that she didn’t want to she wanted to be there she wanted to do this. As she waited anxiously like a little child on Christmas Eve, she all of a sudden heard the sound of the motorbike coming towards the car park. A chill went through her whole entire body, but this was not a chill that she had ever felt before. Goosebumps appeared on her arms and on her legs. Would they still be there when Mark walked in would he notice them on her all these questions started going through her mind would she be good enough for him would he be good enough for her would she enjoy this. There was truly only one way to find out. There was almost a deafening sound of the bike as it stopped close to the door. The man she wanted more than anything in the world right now was only a matter of feet away from her. She also knew what she had to do right now, she also knew what she wanted to do right now. Kathleen sat onto the corner of the bed from out of her pocket she pulled the blindfold out she took one last look around the room then put it on. Marc’s gravelly voice could be heard through the door “Are you ready.” “Yes” she replied “Yes what” “Yes sir” Kathleen replied Seconds later she hears the door open, and his heavy boots walk in pressing down on the carpet. She hears the footsteps walk around her she turns ahead towards the sound even though she can’t see him almost an instinctive movement. This happens for what seems like an eternity she knows he’s there can feel can smell him can hear him but she cannot see him. Then she feels it. His warm breath on her neck. He is so close to her but is still not touching her. Her whole body he earns just for that first touch the first connexion between him and her. But it still doesn’t come. Oh she can feel is the breath on her neck. Whatever reservations she had are now completely gone. She wants is for him to touch her and to touch him. Every part of her body felt like it was crying out to him yelling at him to do whatever he wanted. At this precise moment she knew she was his. A feeling of euphoria ran through her body. There was no doubt now. There would be no regret. Whatever reservations she harboured faded away in that moment. She craved his touch, craved the intimacy that hung between them like a charged current. Every inch of her being cried out for him, a silent plea urging him to take her, to give in to the shared desire that was simmering just beneath the surface. At that precise moment, she understood she was his. A euphoric rush enveloped her, washing over her like a warm tide. There was no doubt left, no room for regret. She was ready, wholly and completely. As sat in the dark, anticipation thrumming through her veins, she felt Marc finally shift closer, the air thick with tension. The warmth of his body enveloped her, and Kathleen took a deep breath, the intoxicating scent of him filling her senses. She revelled in the thrill of the unknown, aware that this moment would change everything. Marc’s hands, firm yet gentle, caressed her shoulders, sending shivers racing down her spine. His touch ignited sparks, each brush of his fingers awakening her body in ways she hadn’t expected. He explored her skin with deliberate slowness, his fingertips trailing softly across her collarbone, down her arms, as if memorizing every contour. “Trust me,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive. It wrapped around her like a warm blanket, instilling a sense of safety even in her vulnerability. She nodded, though he couldn’t see her, surrendering herself to the experience unfolding before her. With a gentle tug, he guided her to lie back on the bed, the soft sheets cool against her skin. Kathleen could feel the weight of his body shifting beside her, the anticipation and desire creating a charged atmosphere. He removed the blindfold just enough to allow her to peek, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of him hovering over her, a smirk dancing on his lips. “Do you want this?” he asked, “Yes,” she breathed, her heart pounding in her chest. With that word, he kissed her deeply, their lips colliding in a fusion of passion. It was a dance of hunger and exploration, his hands finding their way into her hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. Kathleen melted into him, every fibre of her being igniting with desire as she surrendered to the intoxicating taste of him. Marc’s hands wandered further, tracing the lines of her body, each touch igniting a fire within her. He explored every inch as though he were mapping uncharted territory, taking his time, eliciting soft gasps that filled the air. Kathleen could hardly contain herself, the desire building to an almost unbearable height. “Get ready,” he murmured, as he pulled away slightly, She could feel the throb of anticipation coursing through her, the promise of what was to come. With a confident yet careful touch, Marc bound her wrists with soft silk ties, ensuring she felt secure yet at his mercy. The sensation was thrilling, each knot expertly tied, heightening her vulnerability while amplifying her trust. Unlike Logan, Marc was an expert, and she felt utterly at his mercy, she was so turned on that she felt herself get so wet that her juices were leaking from her slit As he finished, he pulled back to admire her, the sight of her bound and at his whim making his pulse quicken. Marc can’t resist but gentle run his fingers over her perfect skin. A smile on his face as he notices a glint from her arousal “Hmm someone likes being tied up. I can’t wait to taste you...” “Then please do it Sir” Kathleen feels her hips arch up ready for him. Ready for whatever he wants. The tips of 2 fingers run up the edge of her wet clit. Her hips push forward trying to get them deep into her but to no avail. A moan of disappointment escapes her lips as the touch disappears. Then Kathleen hears it, at first, she is not sure what. “You taste so sweet” Marc’s voice fills her with the thrill of what the sound is as he is sucking her taste off his own fingers. “Remember,” he said, leaning closer, “you can always tell me to stop., what is your safe word,” The reassurance sent warmth flooding through her. She nodded, “Red for stop please and yellow for slow down.” fully aware that she wanted this, wanted him, wanted to explore the depths of passion together. As Marc began his exploration anew, he took his time, kissing a trail down her body, igniting fire with each deliberate touch. It was a symphony of sensations—a mix of pleasure and a hint of teasing restraint. He lingered at her most sensitive spots, worshipping her body, his touch both gentle and commanding. The world faded away, leaving only the two of them in a combination of sensations that danced between pleasure and tension. Kathleen gasped as he gave her exactly what she craved, his mouth and hands working seamlessly, each movement sending shivers of bliss spiralling through her. “Let go,” he urged softly, his voice a soothing balm against the waves of pleasure crashing over her. With each flick of his tongue, each tender squeeze, he was unravelling her in the best possible way until all that remained was the raw, unfiltered desire that pulsed between them. In that moment, she knew she was his completely, and she revelled in it. Nothing else mattered—only the intoxicating connection between them, filled with exploration and the sweet thrill of surrender. As the moments stretched on, their connection deepened. Marc’s whispers of reassurance and praise filled the spaces between their kisses and touches, each word more impactful than the last. With each passing second, Kathleen discovered a fervent freedom she hadn't known existed, driven by the undeniable chemistry between them. Each moment spent exploring this new territory brought with it revelations about herself and Marc. She realized that though the roles of control and surrender seemed defined, they were in fact fluid, and each of them supported the other in different ways throughout their experience. His fingertips skilfully explored her body, gliding over her skin as though he was memorizing every contour. The delicate touch sent ripples of electricity through her, awakening her senses and stirring a deep anticipation within her. As he moved, his exploration was unhurried, thoughtful, allowing Kathleen to relax and immerse herself fully in the experience. He explored further, his hands charting a course along her sides and across her stomach. Kathleen's breath hitched with each tender touch, a soft sigh escaping as she let herself be swept away in the intimate journey they were sharing. She felt cherished and beautiful under his attentive care. Together, they formed a rhythm, a language of touch and sensation that connected them in ways beyond the physical. It was a moment of mutual discovery, where vulnerability met respect, and desire met tenderness—a dance that echoed the deep, unspoken connection they had nurtured together. As continued to explore her body with soft, gentle touches, Kathleen felt the fire within her growing stronger. The sensations he was evoking were incredible, but there was a deeper hunger stirring inside her—a desire for something more intense, more raw. “Marc,” she breathed, her voice slightly shaky yet filled with determination. “I want you to be rougher with me.” The words surprised her, and she could feel a rush of adrenaline at her own boldness. He paused, looking down at her with a mixture of surprise and intrigue. “Are you sure?” he asked, his tone still low and cautious, his eyes searching hers for confirmation. “Yes,” she replied firmly, wishing she could see his face. “I want to feel everything. I want you to take control.” A slow, seductive smile spread across his face as he grasped the intensity of her request. “Alright, then,” he said, his voice taking on a deeper, more commanding tone. “Just remember your safe words” With that, Marc’s demeaner shifted, becoming more purposeful and assertive. He leaned down, kissing her passionately, his lips pressing against hers with a fierceness that sent shivers down her spine. His hands moved more decisively, gripping her thighs and pulling her closer to him as he deepened the kiss. Kathleen could feel the shift in energy, and it ignited a thrill within her. Every touch became charged with intensity as he explored her body with a new urgency. He was attentive to her reactions, gauging her responses as he increased the pressure, allowing her to revel in the exciting balance of pleasure and a hint of controlled dominance. Marc's hands wandered roughly yet skilfully, stimulating her skin with a mix of firm grips and teasing caresses and playful bites. Kathleen gasped as he continued, feeling exhilarated by the change in pace. She wanted to embrace this newfound power dynamic, eager to allow herself to be completely vulnerable while trusting him to guide them both through this journey. Mark's hands and mouth roamed boldly over Kathleen's body, his touch no longer gentle but demanding. He gripped her hips firmly, pulling her against him as his mouth claimed hers in a fierce kiss. Kathleen gasped, electricity surging through her at his newfound intensity. His lips moved to her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. Kathleen arched into him, craving more. Mark's hand tangled in her hair, tugging just enough to expose more of her throat to his hungry mouth. Kathleen could feel her juices running down her legs and vaguely heard herself making strange mewling sounds. "Is this what you wanted?" he growled against her skin. "Yes," Kathleen breathed. "Please, don't stop." Marc stops, “Please don’t stop what?” Please don’t stop sir? That is your third reminder, next time there will be a punishment. Kathleen moaned her response, so Marc quickly flips her over and smacks her bottom, leaving behind a pink handprint. “What was that?” Marc asked. “Yes sir” Kathleen breathlessly responded, surprised she is able to put the two words together. Marc's hands return to exploring her body roughly, kneading and grasping as Kathleen writhed beneath him. He pinned her shoulders, his other hand tracing teasing patterns down. Marc's intensity grew as he responded to Kathleen's request. His hands gripped her more firmly, fingers digging into her flesh with a delicious pressure. He kissed her deeply, passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth with newfound urgency. Kathleen felt herself melting into his touch, her body responding eagerly to his rougher ministrations. His lips moved to her neck, teeth grazing her sensitive skin. He sucked hard enough to leave marks, branding her as his. Kathleen gasped, tilting her head to give him better access. The slight pain mixed with pleasure sent shivers down her spine. Marc's hands squeezed her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they hardened under his touch. His mouth followed, teeth gently nipping before his tongue soothed the sting. Kathleen arched into him feeling her body responding eagerly to Marc's ministrations, her skin tingling with each touch. As he moved lower, trailing hot kisses down her chest and stomach, Kathleen could feel her arousal building even further. Her breath caught in her throat as he reached between her legs, fingers seeking out the source of her desire. Marc's touch was firm and deliberate, his fingers gliding over her wetness with a practised ease. Kathleen couldn't help but moan at the sensation, arching into his touch as he teased and circled her sensitive nub. "Please," she whimpered, unable to hold back any longer. Marc flipped her over again, this time delivering two smacks to her already pink backside before turning her back over, “Please what?” he said. “Please sir”, Kathleen breathlessly responded. “Keep this up and your poor backside will be very sore before you leave,” said Marc and he saw the increase flow of Kathleen’s juices seeping out of her pussy, “Hmm, someone likes the idea of a spanking, we will have to revisit that.” Marc looked up at her with a wicked smile before lowering his mouth to her core. His tongue flicked over her clit in quick succession, sending pleasure shooting through Kathleen's body She cried out as he continued his assault on her senses, his fingers joining in to add another layer of stimulation. The tension inside of her built rapidly until she was teetering on the edge of release. With one final sweep of his tongue and a firm press of his fingers against that perfect spot inside of her, Marc sent Kathleen tumbling over the edge into blissful pleasure. For the first time Kathleen understood the frustration of the restraints. Her hands trying to find anything to grab, to free themselves and did her nails into his shin. The whole ordeal frustrated and excited her. Screaming Marc’s name as waves of ecstasy washed over her, surrendering completely to the sensations Marc was evoking. After a few moments of basking in the afterglow, Kathleen had never felt anything so overpowering. Marc's lips crashed against Kathleen's once again, gently caressing and probing. Suddenly Kathleen could felt him pressing against her entrance, his hardness pushing and forcing her open. Her legs gripped around him as his cock took what he wanted. Their kiss interrupted by her moans of pleasure. The feeling of fullness and connection sending shivers down Kathleen's spine. Marc began to move slowly at first, giving them both time to adjust and savour the moment. Their pace quickened as their bodies moved in unison, seeking out the ultimate pleasure that only each other could provide. The sounds of their moans and skin slapping together filled the room, igniting a fire within them that burned hotter with each passing moment. Kathleen could feel herself building towards another peak, her body responding eagerly to Marc's skilled touch. With each thrust, Marc seemed to hit that perfect spot inside of her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. And just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, he shifted his angle slightly and sent her tumbling over once again. Kathleen cried out as she reached her second climax, her body shuddering with intense pleasure. Marc continued to move inside of her until he too reached his own release, their bodies collapsing onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. After a few moments of catching their breath, Marc rolled off Kathleen, untied her wrists and removed the blindfold, pulling her into his arms. They lay there in silence for a while, basking in the post-coital glow and enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies. Finally, Kathleen broke the silence with a content sigh. "That was amazing," she said, snuggling closer to Marc. He chuckled softly and brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "You're amazing," he replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Kathleen felt her heart swell at his words, grateful for the connection they shared. She had never felt this level of intense passion and intimacy with anyone before, and it both scared and excited her. Eventually, when their breathing had returned to normal and their heartbeats had slowed down, Mark turned towards Kathleen with a content smile on his face “I never want this night to end," he whispered as he pressed a soft kiss against her forehead. Kathleen smiled back at him before snuggling into his chest. She knew she should be worried about what would happen next between them or what it all meant for their friendship, but for now, she just wanted to enjoy this moment with him. They spent the rest of the night entwined together under the covers, exploring each other's bodies and basking in the pleasure they brought each other until they both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

29 January 2025

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“You look like you’re ready to be fucked.” I was camping in a remote spot by the river, on my own. It was hot. Very hot. So to keep cool I kept jumping in and out of the river. Skinny dipping. Well, there was nobody around and it was far too hot to wear clothes I was bending over reaching for something in the back of my car, my arse on full display, when I heard a car pull up behind me, and the car door open. I turned around. Still naked. A tall man got out and looked me up and down. I returned the favour. He had the most amazing head of hair I’ve seen since David Tennant was the Doctor! “You look like you’re ready to be fucked.” he said “I’m always ready to be fucked.” I replied “By the right person.” “And who’s the right person?” “Somebody who can go down on me and make me cum for 10 minutes straight. Until I beg for their cock.” “I can always try.” he said “But first, I think you need to go down on me. If you’re very good, then I’ll see what I can do to make sure you scream for more.” What could I do? I was naked, and there was nobody else around. I knelt in front of him and pulled down his shorts. His cock was big and hard, and demanding my attention. I caressed his cock and squeezed his balls. He moaned. Gently I circled his cock with my tongue, then licked around the head. I ran my tongue along the shaft, until I got to his balls. I licked them greedily then took them in my mouth. He moaned some more and twined his fingers through my hair. I looked up at him. He was watching me work my tongue on his cock. “Take it in your mouth. I want to watch you suck it.” I obliged. I took his cock in my mouth, all the way. He moaned again. I started moving my mouth up and down the shaft, while my tongue wandered all around. I sucked greedily, like I couldn’t get enough of his cock. “You’re such a good cocksucker.” he moaned “I think it’s time I reciprocated, before I spurt my cum all over you.” I lay down and spread my legs. He knelt between them and put his tongue on my clit. I almost came then and there, but I held off. He ran his tongue around my swollen clit, and sucked it into his mouth. I couldn’t help it. I started cumming. “Please fuck me” “Ten minutes you said. We’re nowhere near that yet.” He kept licking and sucking my clit, and I kept cumming. I grabbed his hair “Please, please. I need your cock” But he kept licking, and I kept cumming. Then he put a finger in my arse and one in my cunt. I almost screamed. He was fingering my arse and my cunt while he kept licking and sucking on my clit. The pleasure was almost unbearable. I squirted over his hand and his mouth. “Please, please, fuck me. I need to be fucked. I need your cock in my cunt.” He finally relented and moved up my body. I could see his hard cock standing at attention. He put it against my cunt and thrusted. I was so wet it went straight in, deep. I screamed as my orgasm exploded. He obviously felt the same. It only took a couple of thrusts before he pulled out and shot his cum over my stomach and my tits. It was hot, and plentiful. He stood up and pulled me up with him. “I think we both need a swim after that.” he said “Then we can find somewhere a bit more comfortable and I’ll fuck you again. And again.” I shivered. I couldn’t wait.

29 January 2025

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It was my first encounter with a mature woman, who made every minute of that encounter memorable and worth mentioning. She’s a bbw with dangerous curves in her mid 50s who loves dominating and taming younger cocks. She enjoyed making me wait while she’s stripping and rubbing her pussy all over my face. While her booty sliding on my body doing massage She’s totally aware I am holding my horses patiently however I was still not allowed to touch her, she put me through a great test and I was barely able to control. She grabbed my cock and balls tightly and slapped my dick head gently spitted on cock and gently rubbed it on her pussy and I have almost lost my control and tried to kiss her, she’s up for more punishment took me into shower and she peed all over me that was great warm bath in a cold night. She tied my balls with a rope From there she started giving oral, handjob and started edging me to orgasms. The moment I cum is the moment I should be leaving is our condition, if I could survive from bursting pleasureful orgasm for at least 30 minutes is when I am free to explore her. She tugged my pole post orgasm until I cum 2 times she kept going on till I couldn’t handle it anymore. First time in my life I have experienced great suffering in pleasure. She was one of the brave, selfish bossy woman I have ever encountered who mastered in torturing with pleasure which I totally loved my time and experienced something new for first time in my life.

28 January 2025

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Armpits fetish is highly underrated, I had an encounter with like minded sexy bb, tried tasting each other’s sweat while sex it’s better than energy drink or Viagra. We started the entire episode with gentle kissing while my arms are measuring her big ass and rubbing her pussy, her exhale was hitting me like a nice breeze, That moment she relaxed and spread her arms in joy. I started kissing her neck moved down the body kissed her strong biceps, her smell was so erotic. Smelled her armpits it was heavenly, she’s loving it I stated rubbing and kissing her smooth armpits she was responding so good at one stage she pushed my face in to her armpits had a taste of them she begged for more end kissing them with gentle bites and there she had an orgasm. She took over my cock and hold my balls tightly and pulling them while she enjoyed sniffing and tasting my armpits. We ended up sweating while trying different positions in sex and as a trophy of honour licked each other’s sweat. That night we’ve tried different costumes she love wearing a strap on dildo and fuck me hard what a dominating devil I had encountered.

27 January 2025

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We had just arrived at the Attunga party, stripped down to our play costumes, me nude and Vicki in her black stay-up stockings and thigh-high black leather stiletto-heeled boots. We were in the play area looking for somewhere to get horizontal when I spotted Rob, a young naked guy standing on his own. Vicki needing little encouragement, went up to Rob, introduced herself and soon she was on the mattress-covered floor with my cock in one hand and Rob's cock in the other. I enjoy watching her warm up and I watched her hand as it slid up and down my cock and then looked at the other hand sliding up and down Rob's cock. That's when I noticed that Rob's cock was at least two inches longer than mine. I had never seen a ten inch cock before and Vicki had never had one inside her before. I lubed up my cock and worked it into Vicki's wet cunt as she continued to stroke Rob's monster cock. After a few minutes of easy fucking I pulled out and allowed Rob to take my position. I watched as he pushed slowly into Vicki's cunt and saw her expression change as she began to realise this was bigger than anything she had had before. Rob was keen to make the most of his chance so he rotated from missionary to Vicki on top and then from behind. As soon as he pulled out I placed my cock back in Vicki's cunt and slowly fucked her once more. Later in the night, I was sitting on the mattress with my back against the wall as Vicki was on her hands and knees sucking my cock. While she was sucking, a guy came up behind her and asked if he could fuck her from behind while she was otherwise engaged. Vicki nodded approval and turned back to putting my cock in her mouth as the new guy pushed his cock into her cunt and got a nice rhythm going. Eventually, he pulled out, thanked her and moved on. Shortly after, another guy approached and asked the same question, and got the same response. As he was fucking Vicki from behind I noticed there was a large mirror on the adjoining wall and in it I could see Vicki sucking my cock as guy 2 fucked her from behind. This gave me an idea and I asked Vicki to move her leg that was closest to the mirror into a position where the sole of her boot was on the ground. As she moved into this new position with guy 2 still fucking her I could now see his cock ploughing in and out of her pussy lips. I indicated the mirror to Vicki and she turned her head to watch, as did the guy fucking her. We continued in this position until guy 2 gave it away. It was now my turn to fuck her very wet cunt for the final round of the night.

27 January 2025

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

23 January 2025

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

22 January 2025

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

22 January 2025

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

21 January 2025

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

21 January 2025

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

21 January 2025

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

20 January 2025

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

19 January 2025

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

19 January 2025

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