I saw her from across the way The sun was in her hair I couldn’t help but notice I couldn’t help but stare The tyranny of distance A contact never made We glanced behind both wondering And both went on our way. Original lyrics by me.

19 February 2021

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I go through the door to your room. You're asleep on the bed. On top of the sheets, sheer black lace negligee clinging to your naked form. I trace the outline of your body with my eyes, my heartrate increasing as the surge of blood hits me between the legs. Unaware of my presence I slowly remove my clothes. Naked, I slip onto the bed behind you. Just as you begin to wake I place a cloak over your face. You don't know who's joined you on the bed, all you know is that you're now getting restraints applied. I observe you cloaked and bound. Your nipples are engorged and are pushing through the lace of your negligee. I dab my moist tongue to each nipple and gently blow air on their wetness. Two red cherries strive to get free and I hear your sharp intake of breath. I leave them wanting more, aching to be touched, licked and squeezed and nibbled. I reach down and slowly draw my fingers up your legs from your ankles to your thighs. My fingernails tickling your legs as my hands go higher. You feel my warm breath on your stomach as my fingertips slip underneath the band of your panties and gently lower them down, exposing your sex. I watch as your hips arch off the bed, the hunger building inside you. I hear your heavy breathing. I just watch. I just wait. Building the experience. When I detect no more writhing I slide your negligee up and cup your breasts in my hands. I draw a nipple into my mouth and push my tongue hard gainst it. Rolling it around with my tongue, forceful wet and soft. I do the same with the other and gently suck and tease them, hearing you purr like a cat. As your noises get louder I move lower again, trailing my tongue over your stomach, lifting it off your body just before I get to your button. I nibble your thighs, breathe in deeply of your sex scent. The anticipation you must feel knowing my face is just millimetres from your glistening lips. I take one lip in my mouth gently parting it from the other. Smooth and salty in my mouth. I bury my mouth into your hood and my tongue finds it's destination. I stroke your little pea with my tongue. Feeling it expand between my lips. So wet, I feel you push your centre against my mouth. The dance of cunnilingus begins with the feelings coming in waves. I place my thumb gently at the base of your opening. Continuing to cause the delightful friction of my tongue against your clitoris. The rhythmic pressure of my thumb, combined with my lapping tongue sends you into convulsions and moistens my face. I keep still. Applying just enough pressure on your cunt so that you know you haven't lost me, and to hold in the sexual energy.

18 February 2021

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It was many years ago My then wife and I were invited to a party of Friends of ours. We mingled and were having a good time, So I eventually noticed Pat not her real name was missing I went outside to see if she was there. The party givers son lived on the property in a caravan. I walked over to it and could hear muffled moans coming from within. I looked in the window and here was Pat giving a man a blow job. I was instantly Hard seeing my wife deep throating a guy. I watched for a while then went round to the door of the van and opened it. When I did Gary I found out his name later was Getting ready to mount her. His 8'' cock was as hard as steel with pre come dribbling from the head Pat was on her back with legs spread her bald pussy ready to take his cock. They jumped up and started saying how sorry they were. I put up my hand to silence them. Then told him to fuck her Pat looked at me then got on the bed with her legs spread. Then Gary mounted her and drove his cock straight up her. Pat moaned as she locked eyes with me..I stripped off and joined themHolding Pat's face and kissing her as Gary Fucked her pussy good. After Gary had come in Pat's pussy he pulled out and brought some of his come out. I was as Hard as I ever was and sank my cock intoPat's warm and used pussy I lasted about 6 strokes then Blew adding my come to Gary's We all got dressed and rejoined the party. Gary comes round when he wants to fuck Pat and I love it. After the party Pat and I had a talk that lasted all night about how Gary had fucked he and it was so hot. About a month after we were invited to another party Pat said that if she went missing that she was probably being serviced by someone. Sure enough about an hour into the party no Pat. I check the bedrooms and find her on the bed under a mass of men Well 4 She was on her back one was eating her bald pussy one was fucking her face and the other 2 were sucking her tits. So I closed the door and sat on the corner of the bed and watched. I got my hard cock out to the moans of Pat as she was being devoured The man fucking her face came first and she swallowed it Watching her neck as she did was so hot.The man fucking her pussy blew and I watched her cream pie till one of the others slid straight in and started pumping The last man that was sucking her tit Offered her his cock to suck and she took it willingly They both came and all got dressed and went back to the party I slipped my cock into her very warm and come filled pussy and we made love slow and tenderly till I added my load to her pussy.. Yes I am a Cuckold

16 February 2021

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It’s mid afternoon on a very cool autumn day. Sir and I are in the spa with steam coming from the top of the water. We’d been fucking for a while but the moment he put the liberal amount of lube on my arse and guided my hips back towards him, staying out of the warm water, I knew what Sir wanted. As soon as I felt the tip of his cock on the edge of my barely used arse and I pressed further slowly, the pressure was enough to make me catch my breath involuntarily over and over. ‘Nearly there, just relax’, he said reassuringly in a hushed tone, while stroking his fingers softly along my back up and down to help me ease the big head of his cock into my arse. Ever so gently he patiently allows me to ease myself back onto his cock and waits, stroking my back telling me how hot it looks in my arse. ‘Just relax until you’re ready, there’s no rush’. The fullness felt good but initially I wasn’t ready to move. Once I relaxed right into it he put plenty of lube on and said ‘Go at your pace and let me know when you’re ready.’ I’d never had anyone be that considerate to my body. He gave me total control. I was trusting him more and more. Wanting to submit to him more and more. He pushed my limits which I loved but looked after me all the way there, which made me feel safe, trust him and cared for. I rolled my hips to get the feel of him. Sir was not small and I was a tight fit. It was by far the biggest cock I had ever taken there before. I sighed a little because it was starting to feel really good and he moved ever so slightly with me. ‘Just go slow and breathe nice long breaths, you’re ok, I’ve got you’. A couple more minutes of relaxing with him inside me, my back being caressed, and I was aching to be fucked. I began pushing back on his hot, hard cock. ‘You ready?’ ‘Yes Sir’. He began to fuck my arse so carefully at first till I pushed back on him harder to set the pace. He gripped the flesh on my hips with one hand and placed the other firmly in the middle of my back just above my arse, holding me nice and still. He groaned deep and low, telling me how good I felt, how amazing I was, how hot my arse looked with his cock going in and out of it, that it felt fucking awesome. My god I love the way he talks to me. Turns me on past the point of no return. His smut makes me hot as fuck and his earlier tenderness made me weak. We fucked just that bit harder and faster as I was becoming more accustomed to it. I could feel I wanted to cum. Sir has become more and more attuned to my body, because he reached around underneath my leg, I put it up on one of the ledges of the spa so he could access me easily, as he put two fingers inside my pussy. He moved them straight to my g spot, long strokes high and firm. The feeling of absolute fullness inside me was incredible, I just leaned right into everything he was giving me. Breathing heavily he commanded, ‘Kiss me’ and leant forward, I turned back to meet his mouth. My god this man can kiss, I fucking love it. I was completely his, he owned every last inch of me, right down to my orgasm which was about to let go. He felt me tighten hard around his fingers saying, ‘Oh yeah, good girl, you cum for me, you cum for Daddy’. I lost all comprehension of anything going on around me, all I could hear was Sirs voice. ‘Oh yes, there it is’, he said as I was grinding hard on his fingers in my pussy and his full cock in my arse. As my orgasm was at its peak he kept his fingers moving and very carefully, gently pulled his cock out at the same time. Fuck! That made me lose my breath as I came so hard, squirting all over his fingers. Fuck that went right through me. I felt Sir gently, quickly wash me down, then himself, shove his cock straight into my pussy and fuck me hard and fast. Fuck yes. I dropped my head against the spa, put my arse up nice and high so it was as deep for him as he I could get. Admittedly I love it deep but this end was for him, as I reached through squeezing his balls and loving it. Felt so good as he slammed me, hammered me, smacking my arse and gripping my wet hair. He held my head right back and jammed his fingers in the side of my mouth pulling back. Claiming me, ‘Fuck yes, you are mine, my slut, I fucking love it’. Oh my god he has no idea how much I was his. Sirs’ sex and dominance has taken me over now and I am so ruined. He kept the pace hard and fast right through till he smashed his cock right in as far as he could while growling breathlessly, shuddering, then cumming long and hard. We stayed like that for a time as he ran a firm hand over my back, my butt. Then turning me around to take him in my mouth to finish him off and suck him gently as he came down. I wanted to taste him and give him everything he wanted. He had taken such good care of me. My Sir. My legs were trembling, I was on my knees with the shower running over my back. Catching my breath I closed my eyes with his cock in my mouth, just drinking in the moment, my pussy and arse feeling so sated. This is how it is between Sir and I. This is how to spend an afternoon.

13 February 2021

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A true dominant will never ask his submissive to shrink herself, because he is not intimidated by her strength and intelligence. He needs her to be smart and resolved in who she is, otherwise there will be no challenge for her submission or accomplishment for him. The dominant loves nothing more than to be the predator, flexing his primal instincts with the thrill of the chase. If it comes too easy, he will never respect her. The rendezvous will be nothing more than an enjoyable but unfulfilling role play, which is far from true submission and completely unsatisfying to him. Sir needs an equal who chooses to kneel before him. Not because she is afraid of him but because his dominance and reverence inspires it. He knows the value of being patient and earning her trust because she knows her worth. He loves her outspoken nature, even if it’s just so he can punish her from time to time. She will push him every now and then because she is playful and more than willing to take the punishment she knows that will bring. That same strength is the one that doesn’t hesitate to communicate her deepest desires, her darkest fantasies, and her most intimate needs. A true dominant misses nothing. He can make her kneel at his feet with just a look. When his submissive does more than he asks of her, he notices because their connection is intense. They move in sync when they’re together. He knows every last inch of her because every minute they’ve spent together he has carefully observed every detail about her. He knows her smell, her taste, her touch, the way she clenches and tightens. He knows her right down to the way she needs to be kissed depending on her mood. Even the way she arches her back when she cums has not escaped his keen eye. Hours and hours of kissing, licking, fucking, spanking, whipping and studying her body, feeling every curve and crevasse. Knowing what every look, every different sigh, whimper and groan means. Nothing has been wasted on him. He feels every bit of his subs loving touch because she longs to give him pleasure and it shows. He knows what she needs, when she needs it and how to get the most out of her. The same hand that spanks and makes her wet and wanting, is the same hand that soothes her and makes her weak. His dominance is the fierce energy that makes her want to kneel before him awaiting instruction. Her trust in him is what feeds his soul and makes him want to protect her, even from himself. A true submissive does not judge, nor is she afraid of his need to derive sexual pleasure from inflicting pain on her. Just as much as he needs to give it, she aches to receive it. The pain is her release, it keeps her grounded and present in the moment. They both know that’s where their freedom lies. They explore each other and everything together. He pushes her limits, her body, as he takes her further and further into the dark recess of their minds. That’s where their ultimate fantasies lie, waiting to be unleashed and brought to life. The dominants submissive is never more beautiful to him than when he has finished with her, and she simply lays breathless, trembling, covered in sweat, bite marks and bruises. He is never more alive as he admires his work for just a moment before he holds her ever so gently, draws her naked body into his warmth, strokes her hair, kisses her face telling her what a good girl she is, how much she pleases him, how amazing she is. These are the words every sub wants to hear from their dom. She loves to be his filthy slut, his hot mess, his property, his play toy. He is her protector as she lays in the safety of Sirs arms in sated bliss. He comforts, settles and waits for her as he guides her back to her quiet place. Without apology he has invaded her every thought, ruined her for other men, and he knows it. He owns her. Sir also knows that no one will ever submit and serve him like she does. She is truly his. His slut. His good girl.

12 February 2021

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It was that time of year again. The holidays were here, and Jen needed to find a suitable employee for her boutique insurance agency. At 41, she had been running the firm for little under a year, but her professionalism and work ethic had made it one of the most successful in the city. Her employees were all carefully hand-picked, groomed, and highly trained. They were a small team, but highly efficient. They knew how to sell insurance, and they did it well. Now, it was time to find someone new. Sitting at her Macassar Ebony desk in the back office, a small pile of resumes sat neatly in front of her. These were the final few, ready to be interviewed. All but one would be culled, and the cut-throat nature of it stirred something inside Jen. She loved the competition of work, the accolades of performing well, and the power that came from being at the top. She knew she was a good boss: her team looked up to her, almost like a mother, and held her in high regard. She was their teacher, their fearless leader. Sure, her personal life had taken a back seat over the last 12 months, but it had all been worth it. Her work life was all that mattered. Jen picked up the first resume and found the phone number on the top. Harry Hume. 45. Hmmm. A tad older than Jen would have liked. But the experience was there. Jen picked up her custom Gigaset Sculpture phone handset and dialed the contact number for Harry Hume. It rang once, twice, three times. Four. On the fifth Jen disconnected the call. No time for time wasters here, she thought. She shifted Hume' resume to the bottom of the pile and cast her bright hazel eyes over the next one. Lucy Vale. 23. Past call centre insurance, past sales experience. Maybe a little young, unlike Mr Hume. But that wasn’t a deal breaker. Jen picked up the phone and dialed Lucy Vale’s number. No photo on the resume of course – that would compromise the whole process. But to Jen, appearance was important. Even if the client didn’t see who they were to on the phone, it still filtered down the line. You could hear attractiveness, in her opinion. A couple of rings, and then a young, bubbly voice. ‘Hello, Lucy speaking’ ‘Hi, Lucy. This is Jen Bloom, from Bloom Insurance. How are you today?’ Jen’s voice was assured, but friendly. ‘Oh, hi! I’m good, and you?’ ‘Very well, thanks. I’ve just been going over your application here, and I’d love to have you in for an interview’. ‘Oh, great!’ ‘Would you be free tomorrow at 10am?’ ‘Sure! I’m free’ ‘Fantastic. I’ll book you in then’ ‘Sounds good!’ ‘Do you know where we are located?’ ‘Yes, I do. Herbert Street, right?’ “Yes, that’s right. Just come up right to reception and they’ll look after you’ ‘Ok, I will! Thanks so much’ ‘No problem, see you tomorrow’ ‘Ok! Bye!’ The phone went dead and Jen put the receiver down. Hmm. Not sure about that one, she thought. A little over-eager, perhaps. Jen didn’t like to judge people too quickly, and it was a trait she knew was part of her personality. But she couldn’t help thinking that Lucy Vale didn’t sound like she should be selling insurance. Just didn’t have that professional tone. After a few more calls, Jen had five interviews lined up for tomorrow. It was going to be a big day. She checked the Vivanti wristwatch on her wrist. Small diamonds on the edge caught the light as the hands ticked past 5pm. Time to go. Jen gathered her things and stepped out into the main room, where four of the team were still busily selling. They would be there till 8pm. Long hours, but they were paid well. The team looked up as she walked by and she gave them a wave, mouthing ‘See you’. Jason, 30, winked at her as she passed. He was an attractive enough guy – tall, and dark, but not really Jen’s type. She smiled regardless as she walked through the exit. Jason watched Jen disappear through the door with a burgeoning erection. The client yammering away through his headset faded into a blur as he followed the wiggle of Jen’s backside, perfect calves leading down to a pair of tall black heels. What he wouldn’t do to fuck his boss, he thought. The notion excited him like nothing else. She was the classiest woman he knew. Professional, rich, sexy.. unattached. Those short skirts, the thick rimmed black glasses, her long brown hair rolled into a tight bun... Those tits. Those gorgeous, bra-less tits. What he wouldn't do... He started to imagine walking into her office, she looking up at him curiously as he shuts the door behind him. He would approach the desk. ‘Stand up’. He would say. ‘Jason - ‘ but a finger would be on her sweet mouth before she could finish the protest. She would look at him with curious submission as she stands, slowly, his finger still pressed against her lips. He would lean in, take her head in his hands, and kiss her, softly and slowly, her lips parting as his tongue would find hers, a small gaspy exhale coming from her mouth as her body begins to fold into his from across the desk. He had imagined, many times, his fingers trailing down the nape of her neck, finding the buttons on her blouse, and unbuttoning each one by one. Her breasts would spill out, heavy, from beneath the blouse, and his fingers would play with the nipples until they were hard. He imagined taking the nipple in between his lips and sucking gently, cupping the breast in his hand and squeezing, warm beneath his fingers. He could see himself going around behind Jen, bending her over the desk, rolling up her skirt, pushing her panties aside and finding the wetness of her opening, pushing his cock inside her slowly, her breath catching in her throat as she feels him penetrate her deeply. He would fuck her in the office, her tits free and swinging, his hands spreading her perfect ass cheeks wide, her pussy clenching around his cock with each deep push. He would lean into her, bite her neck just enough to leave a mark, and then cum. She would gasp and protest for a moment but push back, wanting to feel his dick large and deep as it would shudder and spasm inside her. He would pull out and she would turn, get on her knees, and slide his softening member into her mouth, cleaning it. She would suck his cock until he was hard enough to fuck her again, because that is what she would want, to be fucked again and again in that little office, his cum dripping warmly down her thighs and pooling on the floor around her expensive heels. Then she would ride him as he sat in her chair, her hips working up and down like a piston, her guttural moans reverberating against the wood-panelled walls. He would spit in her asshole, spread her cheeks wide and fuck her ass, too, because she would want her fingers in her pussy and a dick in her ass. And she would cum, all over his cock, all over his face, all over his… Jason’s cock spasmed in his pants and he was suddenly brought back to reality. ‘Hello? Hello?’ The client was still there… Jen sat back in her white Frizzo leather couch and sipped on a 2014 bottle of Penfolds Grange red. The flat screen TV hummed quietly in the background as flashes of white and blue flickered across the room. She glanced up from her laptop screen to the TV – the news, some young reporter, bright red lips and hazel eyes. Looked a little like herself, Jen thought, only younger. Back when she was partying her way across town… enjoying herself. Having fun. Those were the days. Long gone now. Did she miss them? Maybe a little. She did miss the sensations that sex brought, the feeling of climax, the naked, slippery aftermath. Cuddling until the morning broke. Those things, sometimes she hankered for. She bit her lip and looked towards her bedroom door down the hall. She hadn’t masturbated for awhile.. and she did have a toy in the drawer. Why was she suddenly horny? Was it the wine? Her bare legs against the leather couch? Her breasts suddenly felt sensitive, the material of her negligée a stimulant against the tip of her nipples. Cool air from the open window seemed to flow over the curves of her body. She took another sip of wine and the wink that Jason had given her earlier slipped into her mind. He was a good looking guy… She wondered how big his cock was. She looked towards the bedroom door again. Why did she feel so guilty? She was allowed to play with herself when she wanted to. Her pussy needed some attention… Fuck it. She slid off the couch, the wine in her hand, and went towards her room. She pushed open the door. Her room was large, and luxurious. A four poster bed, with a velvet bedhead and bamboo Lyocell sheets sat in the middle. She sat on the bed and leaned over to the set of drawers. She opened the top one, rummaged around, and pulled out the toy. Even touching the cool rubber seemed to excite her. She felt her nipples harden as her fingers gripped the long black shaft. In the gloomy moonlight the dildo seemed like some sort of magical staff, about to perform a feat of supernatural wonder. Jen lay back on the bed, the toy in her left hand. She touched her leg lightly with her right, enjoying the touch. Goosebumps spread over her skin as her fingers trailed up the inside of her thigh. Her legs opened slightly and her index finger slowly traced upwards. She was already wet and a small moan escaped Jen’s lips as her finger slowly slipped in between the folds. She closed her eyes and imagined a tongue slowly trailing up her inner thigh, teasing a path across the smoothness of her skin. Phantom hands were opening her legs wider and the tongue began to explore. Her own finger burrowed inside the wetness and she moaned again, before slowly pulling out. Her pussy sucked at the retreating finger, and her hips rose slightly off the bed to meet its downward entry. Jen’s breath was quick as she began to fuck herself now, imagining the fingers of another penetrating her deeply. Her thumb found her clitoris and she circled it quickly, her wetness starting to run down between her legs and soak into the Lyocell sheets. She bit her lip as an imaginary tongue flicked up and she saw the eyes, deep brown ones, and realised that the tongue belonged to not a man, not Jason, but the reporter on the news. She didn’t know why the girl was there, but she let the apparition take over. Soft, feminine lips would suckle at the folds of Jen’s pussy, her hand still gripping the dildo as the first wave of climax came. ‘Eat me…’ She whispered hoarsely to the dark, and the imaginary girl used her tongue and finger to explore Jen’s pussy. The girl leaned back and in her mind Jen could see the girl’s breasts, round and supple, nipples small and brown and perfect, ready to be sucked. The toy came down and up and slid into Jen’s opening, the head pushing past her swollen pussy lips and filling her with length and width. Jen arched her back in ecstasy as the brown-eyes girl began to fuck her with the toy, pushing it in deep, pulling out almost the whole way, then thrusting back in again, fleshy walls sucking at the dildo's dark rubber shaft. Jen fucked herself hard, her legs open and lifted, her ass cheeks high off the mattress, toes digging in. Her voice was caught in the bottom of her throat as she began to cum violently, a low guttural grown emanating from within which shook the room. Her body spasmed as the waves of pleasure rolled up from her feet to her spine, her fingertips clawing at the sheets. The toy was pushed as far as it could go inside her, and Jen’s legs suddenly squeezed together, tightening her pussy’s hold on the member. She could see the deep eyes of the girl flicker with satisfaction as the last climax rolled through the older woman’s body, like the final rumble of thunder before a rainstorm, her body tight with the pleasure that rolled over her. The hum of orgasm stayed with her for a moment and then began to fade, deliciously slow and reluctant. Her breathing deep, she sprawled exhausted on the bed, more aware of her own body than she had been in years, the hotness between her legs still burning low like embers in a recently reignited fire. As the darkness of the room returned, and her reality was restored, Jen’s mind let go of the fantasy. Her heart was still pumping though as she realised… The girl… not real, but still... The girl had just made her cum. Lucy Vale woke to her alarm clock. She rolled over onto her back and groaned. Her head felt like an elephant marching band had torn through during the night, and her mouth tasted like an ashtray. She rolled back onto her side and forced an eye open. 8:30am. Time to get up. Maybe she shouldn’t have accepted Megan’s invitation to have a couple of drinks last night. It seemed that a couple of drinks always turned into ten, which also didn’t help the ever expanding hole in her back pocket. Man, was she poor. The last dregs of her savings were all but gone. Definitely time for a job… Lucy stumbled her way into the bathroom, flicked on the light and checked herself out in the mirror. A thick smudge of mascara camped across the top of her cheeks, and red lipstick had migrated down from her mouth to her chin. Other than that, she looked great. She sighed, pulled her dress and panties off, and stepped into the shower. Steam quickly filled the room as she felt the jets of warm water hit her shoulders and wet her hair. She massaged some shampoo into her scalp as she tried to retrieve the pieces from last night. Where had they ended up? She could remember the beginning. The text from Megan. The noisy bar, the cocktails.. the looks from the cute guys in the corner, all suits and smiles. Then they left… with them? Yes, she thought so. She remembered one of them putting on a hand on her waist as they walked down towards the club, then more drinks… dancing… the cute guy pulling her into him, kissing her.. his hands creeping up the back of her legs, finding the half-moon of her ass.. squeezing… Then what? Did they stay at that same club? Did they move on? Lucy’s memory went hazy as she squirted some liquid soap into her hands. She rubbed it on her arms, her neck, shoulder, her breasts. She glanced down at them as the white foam slithered downwards, hanging momentarily from each nipple before joining the falling water to the tiles below. Damn, she thought. Sometimes she forgot how perky they were. And then suddenly, she remembered. In the club bathroom… the cute guy… pushing her against the stall door. His tongue on her neck, teeth on her skin, the hot whisper of his breath… The music pumping in the background as her fingers found his belt buckle, fumbling for the clasp… Dropping to her knees as the cute guy’s cock sprang free, Lucy’s hand enveloping the shaft, jerking it into hardness.. Her tongue tasting his precum and sliding his cock in between her lips.. His gasp, and the forward motion of his hips into Lucy’s mouth.. Sucking, slurping on his dick, her other hand sliding in between her legs, finding her clit… Standing up on wobbling heels, pulling her underwear down to her ankles, looking into the cute guy’s eyes, an animalistic glint of lust.. The cute guy grabbing her with one arm around the waist, one hand under her ass.. strong arms lifting her up, her back against the wall.. him positioning his cock against the opening to her slippery pussy, her fingers clawing at his back.. the ragged whisper in his ear.. ‘Fuck me…’ He had sunk his cock deep inside, long and hard, filling her, and he had fucked her against the bathroom stall. A fistful of her brunette hair between his fingers as he pulled her mouth to his and pushed his tongue between her teeth, her buttocks against the plastic wall of the stall as he thrust into her, her legs wrapped around his waist… ‘Ohhh fuck… fuck me.. fuck me..’ She could remember the ritualistic chant, her voice sounded foreign, the words were not hers, surely… but they had been, her nails had sunk into his skin, and she had let him cum inside her. She had let him cum. Now, standing in the shower, her memory returning like a forgotten dream, Lucy’s fingers went to her opening. She spread the lips and arched a finger inside, feeling for any of the cute guy’s cum. Probably a little late now, she conceded, as her finger found a sticky remnant within the walls of her pussy. She scooped the small gloop of snowy liquid out from between her legs, and flicked it onto the shower tiles. She looked at it with a little morbid curiosity, keeping her distance perhaps, before it mixed with the soapy water and swirled, gurgling down the drain. Lucy realised how heavy her breathing had become, and also how firm the nipples on her breasts were. Despite the seediness of the memory, the smell of cum on her fingers sent something shooting down her spine, down her legs and out through the tip of her toes. Her pussy was wet, but not from the shower. It was something she had come to accept, and something she was comfortable with. Lucy Vale… sex addict. Lucy smiled to herself as she turned the taps off and let the last rivulets of water run down her body. She slid a solitary finger inside her pussy once more, drove it deep down to the knuckle, and pulled it out. She opened her mouth, and put the finger against her tongue, tasting the sex. She wanted to fuck again, and soon. The addiction had returned… But first, there was an interview to go to. 9:55am. Jen sat in the chair in the back office, going over Lucy Vale’s resume one more time. She had enough experience, in the right roles – but the way she had sounded on the phone was a little concerning. Too fancy free, Jen thought. Not enough discipline in her voice. There was a knock on the door, and the receptionist, Lilly poked her head in. Demure, quiet, and professional, Lilly was a small Asian girl with long black hair and freckled forehead. She wore a crisp white shirt and a knee length skirt with stockings. A pair of tall blue heels made her a couple of inches taller, and they extenuated her strong, stout legs. On weekends, Lilly played social netball with some of her girlfriends. She was short, but fast. Clinical. Much like her receptional work. ‘Miss Bloom? A Lucy Vale is here to see you’. Lilly’s voice was clipped with a barely noticeable Vietnamese accent. Jen smiled politely. ‘Thank you, Lilly. Send her in’. Well, at least Miss Vale was on time. That was definitely a good start. Sitting in one of the two waiting chairs outside, Lucy Vale double checked her makeup one more time. The traces of last night’s debauchery were gone, and she thought she looked reasonably professional. Maybe a little too much blush on the cheekbones, but not a big deal. Satisfied, Lucy snapped the mirror shut, dropped it in her purse, and glanced up at the cute guy she’d noticed before when she’d walked into the building. He was sitting at his cubicle, headset on, his sales conversation animated and assured. He caught Lucy’s eyes with his and flashed her a smile. Sexy. Seductive. She smiled back and leaned forward a little, pushing her breasts together a little with her arms. The low cut blouse she was wearing showed up her cleavage nicely. She could feel her heavy tits press tightly against the fabric of her bra and it felt good. Her nipples began to harden and she realised her was horny yet again. The cute guy’s smile grew larger as his eyes were drawn towards Lucy’s chest. Still making the sale, he turned his chair towards her, his legs opening slightly. Against the dark fabric of his suit pants Lucy could see the outline of what looked like a thick, hardening cock. A tiny, almost involuntary gasp escaped Lucy’s red lips and they parted slightly, her impending interview retreating to the back of her mind. The cute guy’s hand came down to the bulge and he ran his palm alongside the straining shaft, all the while keeping his eyes firmly locked with hers. ‘Sure, Mr. Wilson. We could probably do $80 a week. It depends on how bad you want it…’ The cute guy said the last few words with deliberate husk and the intensity of his stare gave Lucy a hot flush which she felt travel through her body and gather at her fingertips. She did a quick look around the room, then, satisfied no-one else was watching, slowly parted her own legs so the cute guy could get a glimpse of the lacy red panties she was wearing. A small area of wetness stained the material. The cute guy’s tongue seemed to swirl in his cheeks as his hand firmly massaged his cock, which seemed fully hard now, and massive. Lucy badly wanted to taste it. She looked back to the cute guy, brought her finger to her mouth, and slowly sucked it. Then, her legs opening wider, she took the finger down to the side of her panties, hooked it beneath the fabric, and pulled it to one side. Her perfectly shaved pussy glistened with moistness and Lucy could feel the heat emanating from her opening. The cute guy’s eyes were wide and gleaming with lust, his conversation on the headset becoming tinged with entendre. ‘Mr. Wilson, you need to think hard about this.. How.. deep.. do you want to go? We can go slow, or we can go fast… it’s up to you..’ Fuck me, Lucy thought. ‘Miss.. Miss Vale?’ Lucy whisked her hand from between her legs and snapped them shut. She looked up, her face reddening. The receptionist was looking down at her from the open office door slightly quizzically. ‘Um.. yes?’ ‘Ms Bloom will see you.. she’ll see you now’ ‘Oh, ok. Thanks’ The receptionist, a tiny Asian girl, smiled awkwardly at her and stepped aside. Lucy stood up, fully aware her pussy was still moist and hot, and smiled back at the receptionist. Had she seen her hand down there? Oh well… Lucy quickly glanced back at the cute guy, who had swung his chair back into position, and paid her no attention. Maybe he came in his pants, she thought. That would explain the sudden lack of interest… With her pussy dripping, and the receptionist’s curious eyes still upon her, she stepped inside Jen Bloom’s office. Jason sat back in his chair and ended the call. He removed his headset and scratched his head. He hadn’t made the sale, but something better had transpired. He looked towards Jen’s office just as the random woman he’d basically fucked from across the room stepped inside. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. She’s shown him her wet pussy. It was perfect, from what he could tell. His cock was still so goddamn hard, he thought it was going to explode again. What a goddamn tease. He wanted so badly to get off the chair, walk across the room, straight into Jen’s office, and sit that girl down on his 10 inch cock. He wanted to bounce her up and down, rip her blouse open, suck on her tits… Then, with Jen sitting there in total disbelief, he would bend the girl over Jen’s desk and fuck her ass. Make her squeal, make her cum. Once Jen was nice and wet from watching, he’d fuck her too. Cum on both of them when he was finished. Get them to lick it off each other’s tits and then eat each other out while he would jerk off, then fuck them both again. That’s what he would dream about tonight. One day, though, it would happen. He was sure of it. Jason sighed and put his headset back on. Back to work. Jen Bloom looked up from her desk as Lucy Vale walked through the door. A leggy brunette, Lucy was tall, with shoulder length hair which was knotted and slung to one side, big brown eyes with a heavy smoke of mascara extenuating their fullness, and a low cut white blouse which showed off some perky C-Cup breasts. She had strong legs underneath a black pencil skirt, and a pair of distinctive blue stilettos. Jen’s mind inadvertently swung towards the masturbation session she had had last night, with Lucy’s face and figure reminding her a little of the girl from her fantasy. ******She bit her lip as the imaginary tongue flicked up and she saw the eyes, deep brown ones, and realised that the tongue belonged to not a man, not Jason, but the reporter on the news. Soft, feminine lips would suckle at the folds of Jen’s pussy, her hand still gripping the dildo as the first wave of climax came..***** Jen swallowed and smiled up at Lucy Vale, pushing the fantasy aside. This was time to be professional, not worry about the pleasure that came from another woman’s tongue. ‘Hello, Miss Vale. Please, take a seat’. Lucy Vale sat in the chair across from Jen Bloom and sized her up. Mid to late 30s, professional, well presented. A well-fitting suit jacket and black button down shirt wrapped around what looked like heavy D-cup breasts. A long mane of golden hair wrapped in a tight bun sat on top of a pleasant face with pale blue eyes and long lashes. Thick red lipstick covered ample lips which Lucy knew had sucked a fair amount of cock in their time, but maybe not for a little while. Their eyes met as Lucy sat and she smiled courteously back at Miss Bloom. ‘Thank you’. Jen felt the strange sensation of judgement when there should have been no reason for it. This young girl, who she was about to interview for a job, seemed to be looking her up and down, drinking in her form and figure. It was an odd feeling which, despite herself, Jen realised she was enjoying. ‘Well, Miss Vale. I’ve been looking over your resume here and you seem to be well suited to one of our sales positions. I’ve just got a few extra questions for you’ ‘That’s fine’. Lucy smiled sweetly. ‘Great. First up… why are you interested in working with us here at Bloom’s Insurance?’ Lucy answered all the questions well, her confidence strong. Her brown eyes never wavered from Jen, who found it all a little unnerving. Where did this young girl find the self assurance? Maybe it was the great body she had… Again, despite herself, Jen’s mind floated back to her fantasy… But this time it was Lucy Vale in the bedroom… ******Lucy leaned back and in her mind Jen could see her tits, round and supple, nipples small and brown and perfect, ready to be sucked. . Jen arched her back in ecstasy as Lucy Vale began to fuck her with the toy, pushing it in deep, pulling out almost the whole way, then pushing back inside her soaking pussy, the fleshy walls sucking at the dark rubber…****** ‘Miss Bloom?’ Lucy’s voice cut through the smoky haze of Jen’s fantasy like a knife. ‘Oh, yes?’ ‘Are you ok? You seemed to drift off there for a second..’ ‘Oh, did I? I’m sorry, Miss Vale. I must be tired’ Lucy Vale bit her lip. ‘Are you sure? Do you need some water?’ ‘No, no. I’m fine. Thank you for coming in, Miss Vale. I think that should be enough’ Lucy smiled once more at Jen. ‘Thanks! Pleasure to meet you’ Lucy stood up and flashed Jen one more look of seductive confidence. Then she turned, she butt wiggling magnificently as Jen’s eyes followed her out the room. Jen sat back in her chair for a moment. What was happening? She had fantasised about another women yet again.. mid-job interview… Obviously, Lucy was a great candidate. She definitely had a strong chance of being hired. And boy, did she moisten Jen’s pussy. Lucy Vale stepped out of the office, her senses tingling. It felt like her skin was on fire, her fingertips full of lightning. Not only had she blitzed the interview, but she was pretty sure that woman had wanted to fuck her. Ok, maybe she was just overly horny today, but there was something about her.. Suddenly, she felt a hand around her waist and a strong arm pull her around the corner of the wall. She back slammed into it and she was suddenly face to face with the cute guy from before. ‘Hey – ‘ her word of protest was stopped by a finger against her lips. ‘I know you want to fuck me’, the cute guy said, his other hand still around her waist. ‘I saw your pussy… it was soaking wet’. He slowly moved his hand around to the front of her thigh, just under the skirt. ‘You’re crazy…’ Lucy heard herself say, but despite the words she found herself pushing herself into the cute guy. She could feel the hardening meat of his cock against her leg and her breathing stiffened. ‘I’m going to fuck you right here.. against the wall’, the cute guy said, leaning in to say the words against her ear. His teeth grazed her neck as his hand beneath the skirt crept an inch closer to the center. ‘We.. we can’t.. what if someone sees..’ but her legs were already parting, the cute guy’s fingers finding the edge of her panties and slipping underneath. Her own hand found his chest and traveled downwards, resting on the top of his belt buckle. ‘No-one is going to notice.. I’m going to fuck you real slow.. quiet.. so we won’t get caught..’ Lucy gasped as the cute guy’s fingertips brushed across the crevasse of her pussy. It was warm and sticky, pulsating and ready. Her own finger found the cute guy’s zip and pulled it down. ‘That’s it baby.. I’m already hard for you… Mmm and you’re already wet..’ The cute guy’s finger slipped in between the folds of Lucy’s pussy lips as his other hand when to her mouth, a moan squashed against his palm. The finger dipped and curled within the warm wetness, his thumb finding the top of her clit and slowly circling the fleshy nub. Lucy went weak at the knees as a second finger pushed slowly inside her, squelching softly against her slick vaginal walls. ‘Oh god..’ Lucy’s whisper was hoarse and her hand reached inside and found the cute guy’s cock, thick and hard. She folded her fingers over the shaft and pumped it slowly, her inner thigh catching the tip and leaving a stick trail of pre-cum against her skin. ‘Mmm baby.. you little slut… you love cock, don’t you?’ ‘Mmm yes baby… you are so big…’ ‘You want me to fuck you?’ ‘Yes… fuck me.. fuck me deep…’ The cute guy put both hands around Lucy’s waist and lifted her up against the wall. He moved them down to her butt and spread her cheeks wide, his cock poised at the entrance of Lucy’s pussy. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in, her pussy lips parting as the cute guy’s enormous meat slid between them. A deep moan rattled through the cute guy as he fitted himself all inside, Lucy’s pussy tight and small around the huge member. He held her there for a moment, their eyes locked, breath heavy, the juices running down their legs. Then, slowly and methodically, he began to fuck her, sliding in and out, each thrust slow but deep, his hands squeezing the flesh of her ass with each thrust. Their hips worked together, hers came to meet his and her lips found his neck and ear. He pulled back on her hair and bit the bottom of her lip, Lucy’s own climax shaking her body. A hand went to her mouth and she screamed into it. ‘Yesss.. cum for me baby.. Oh shit… I’m gonna.. I’m gonna cum…’ With one final, deep thrust the cute guy emptied his hot load into Lucy’s pussy, which already dripped with her own juices. The cute guy came in a single wave, his body shaking as the creamy liquid spilled out of Lucy’s pussy and onto the office carpet below. He held her there for another moment, his cock softening, his fingers still squeezing the soft flesh of her ass cheek. Eventually he lowered her down and kissed her on the forehead. She stood there, a little embarrassed, pulling her panties back on. ‘Your zip..’ She reached down and zipped him up. He smiled down at her. ‘Thanks’. He began to walk away. ‘Wait!’ Lucy said, half giggling. ‘What’s your name, cute guy?’ ‘Jason’ he said, smiling. There was a pause, and then: ‘Did you get the job?’ Lucy laughed. ‘I hope so’ she said. Jen Bloom saw a few more candidates for the job, but she was flustered. Lucy Vale had swished into her office like some alluring black cat, stretched her tail and left a growing heat between Jen’s legs. Jen had wanted to sneak out into the bathroom, sit on the toilet seat, spread her thighs and imagine Lucy’s quick-witted tongue sliding between the moist folds of her pussy. She imagined Lucy’s tongue finding her clit, flicking across it and swirling around its edges, all the while locking her big brown eyes with Jen’s. She imagined a cheeky smile from Lucy as a finger would slowly find the soft slit between Jen’s legs, slipping inside the wetness easily and fucking her with it deep, right there on the bathroom floor. But alas, the other candidates had to be assessed, and simultaneously rejected – in her mind at least. Lucy had the job, there was no way around that. Not only did she turn Jen on like a 16 year old girl finding her special spot for the first time, but she was also more than qualified. By 3pm, Jen was itching for a drink. She’d done all the interviews, and she needed a break. Maybe she could knock off early? She was the boss, after all. Go to the quiet pub around the corner for a quick vodka tonic.. She made the decision, grabbed her coat, and headed out onto the sales floor. She waved goodbye to the team, noticing Jason who looked very pleased with himself for some reason – a big sale, perhaps? – and walked out into the cool Autumn air. She knew a little pub around the corner which was usually pretty quiet, and she headed there briskly, increasingly desperate for alcohol. She need stimulation – if it wasn’t sex, it would have to be booze. ‘O’Malley’s’ wasn’t as empty as she thought it would be – the bar was semi-full with a couple of Asian businessmen, an older guy and two fat English tourists, speaking loudly in their native Liverpudlian tones. She went up to the bar and ordered a Vodka soda from the bored looking bartender, who obliged with little enthusiasm, although she thought that he was checking her out slightly. His gaze lingered a little too long on Jen’s cleavage as he gave her the drink, and she smiled to herself as she took a sip. If only he wasn’t 50 and overweight. She would have fucked him in the back room if he was slightly more attractive. And if she was bold enough. Why wasn’t she bold enough? The first warm feeling of the vodka hit her tongue and slid back her throat. She closed her eyes and let the tingling spread through her body. She needed that. Her eyes opened lazily and she felt good, getting a little drunk at 3pm on a Tuesday seemed to be the way to go. She’d still prefer Lucy Vale between her legs though. Across the room by the pool table, bored and waiting for his turn, Brad Jackson saw the blonde at the bar. She was older, sure – but damn, was she well put together. Nice ass, a little big but very shapely, and great tits, from what he could from the woman’s profile. He tapped his buddy Craig on the shoulder, who was about to take his shot, and he looked up perturbed. ‘What are you doing man? Just cause you’re losing..’ ‘Check out the blonde at the bar’, Brad said, motioning in that direction. Craig looked up for a moment, then whistled. ‘Damn, she’s fine! Old, but fine!’ The third buddy, Rick Stone, emerged from the bathroom, only now just zipping up. ‘What are you dicks gawking at?’ he said, and then he saw. ‘Whoa’. Jen was onto her second Vodka soda when she noticed the three college kids approaching. They were athletic, full of 3pm beer, and a lot of young swagger. ‘Hi’. The first one, a big shouldered blonde guy, swung into the seat next to her. ‘Do you mind if my buddies and I buy you a drink?’ Jen looked around at the other two. One was a little short, but muscly, with a short hair-cut and clean shaved. The other was tall, dark, and gorgeous. ‘Um.. sure..’ Jen didn’t know if this was a good idea, was she was a little drunk. ‘Great! I’m Brad, by the way. That’s Craig, and the short one is Rick’ ‘I make up for it any other areas’ said Rick, who winked at her. Jen giggled despite herself. ‘I’m drinking Vodka.. not sure if you high school kids have heard of it..’ Brad laughed. ‘We’re in college, actually. Second year. We all study bio-mechanics. Except Rick’ ‘Oh, wow. That’s impressive’. She turned to Rick. ‘What do you study?’ ‘Girls’, he said, with a cheeky grin. Jen giggled again. ‘So you’re the funny one..’ Craig, the tall handsome one, sat in the chair on the other side of her. ‘So what do you do?’ She turned to him, thinking vaguely that she was a little too close. ‘I’m in marketing… big girl stuff’ ‘So you’re the boss?’ he was smiling at her and tingles raced across her skin like lightning. She leaned forward a little, their faces close, her tits feeling like weapons. Craig's eyes drifted down towards them. ‘I’m the boss… I make the rules… I decide who’s good.. and who’s been…’ she whispered the next word as seductively as she could… ‘naughty’. Craig looked a little stunned as Jen leaned back in her chair, Brad and Rick both silent as the drunken words took a few seconds to sink in. Rick came up close behind though and put his hands on the back of her chair. ‘So.. how do you decide who’s naughty?’ Jen spun the chair and faced him. She reached round to his ass, grabbed his cheeks and pulled his crotch towards her face. It was time to be bold, alright. ‘I need to taste them first…’ The bartender had seen enough. ‘Listen, lady. You need to find a hotel or a car or a park bench or whatever. You can’t be making a scene like this in here’. Jen let go of Rick’s tight butt and spun back around. Rick stumbled back a couple of steps, a growing hard-on visible beneath his jeans. Craig and Brad looked at each other, half gobsmacked, half excited. Brad broke the silence. ‘Uh.. would you like a tour of our dorm? It’s right around the corner..’ Jen gulped the last of her vodka. ‘Let’s go’, she said.

5 February 2021

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Written from his perspective.. Oh my god her pussy feels amazing. We are in a reserve on the cool, soft grass on an autumns night in suburbia. It’s dark but enough light to see clearly that we are naked and fucking. I’m on top of her with her legs wrapped around me, just slowing it down for a minute to appreciate this pussy of mine. She is my submissive. I have dragged her out of the car by her hair after she has sucked my cock onto the grass on many occasions and tonight was no exception. She takes my direction so very well, never disappoints. I marvel at times how well she can take the spanking I dish out. I don’t hold back and she would be upset if I did. She loves me to push her body to its limits and I read her well now. When I soothe her cheeks and kiss them, I can feel the heat on my lips. My good girl. I had given her the spanking we both craved and now it was time to reward her. I love hearing her little whimpers and moans while we kiss. Our mouths fit perfectly. I told her at the beginning that I’m not much for kissing, yet lately, to be inside her, holding her close and kissing those lips, it’s hot as fuck. She tells me how much she loves my cock, my mouth, the way I fuck her and it shows. I can feel it as her pussy tightens around my cock. I can feel the love as she worships my cock with her mouth and tongue, as though her very next breath depends on bringing me pleasure. She tells me she wants to please me, and she does, any way, any time, any place I want her to. The last two hours of fucking and sucking and spanking have been for us and for me but now this is for her. I tell her, ‘Get up, turn around and bring that awesome pussy over to my face. Back it up, that’s it’. Oh yes, that pussy is sitting right where it should be, over my mouth. I begin to run my tongue over her erect clit, she shudders involuntarily and I know I’m on point. She has my cock in her mouth gently and it feels so good it just spurs me on. I flick my tongue over her clit and all around, giving it the firm pressure I know she loves. Once her moans and breathing really relax into it I keep going just that little bit longer so I know she’s aching to cum. The build up must be slow so the end game is full. She always lets me know when she’s cumming. I love that. She calls it. At times I’m at work and I hear it in my head and I’m lost in her again for a moment. She’s grinding on my face hard now and the feeling it gives me knowing I do this to her leaves me wanting her more and more. I wait again just a little bit longer. Her rhythm on my cock is perfect and her moans vibrate through to my balls. She’s moaning and deep throating and grinding and I put two simple fingers in her dripping pussy and stroke the top of it. She suddenly stops sucking me and sits back a bit grinding onto my fingers as I feel that pussy tighten, squeezing them as she cries out that she’s going to cum. Pussy juices pour over my face, down my throat as I gasp for air. I don’t stop, I want it all. Her orgasm belongs to me. I do this to her. I keep the pace with my fingers, and tonguing her drenched pussy that’s still grinding my now drenched face she moans loudly in ecstasy and cums again. Pussy juice runs down my face and drips off. I can barely breathe. It’s the most headonistic feeling I’ve had in so long. Chewing her and knowing this is the affect I have, I bring her to the point of no return and I love it. She shudders and can barely move as I lick and lap and kiss her pussy as she comes down. ‘Oh fuck yes’ I tell her triumphantly. She turns around and kisses my face, tasting her juice all over and kisses me. ‘Oh my god I have no words, that was fucking hot, you are amazing’, she whispers breathlessly. And there it is, her reward becomes mine. I bend her over and fuck her hard for a job well done. We need this. We deserve this. Written from my perspective.. After what I can only describe as the most incredible head I’ve ever been given, Sir bent me over the passenger seat of my car with the door open in the middle of suburbia’s newest estate. While fucking me, he put the tip of his finger in my arse. Once we found our rhythm he changed it up and followed with the fullness of his thumb there as he gripped my cheek with the rest of his hand. I felt his cock harden even further as he fucked me hard to the point where all I could do was hang on while he took all he needed from me and gave all he had to me. My groans were now loud and low and I didn’t give a fuck who heard or saw, I was lost in the euphoria that covered me. Everything around us disappeared and once again we were in our own world. I reached behind through my legs tickling his balls and squeezed them just the way I know he likes it. He let out a moan that turned me on to the point it was my undoing. I let him know I was cumming. With the utmost dominance as he came with me, gripping my flesh, thumb in my arse, balls deep in my pussy, claiming me once and for all, saying firm and aloud, ‘You. Are. My. Slut’. I felt his hot cum squirt over my hand on his balls as he pumped me to the very end. Our orgasms ripped through the both of us leaving us shaking and breathless. That was the most unexpected, hottest finish I had ever experienced. I loved being his slut, and believe me I was. With my pussy dripping and my hand wet, I got the towel from the back of the car and wiped off sirs cock. Taking my face in his hands he kissed me long and sweetly on the lips, showing me he was very pleased and equally impressed at how amazing the impromptu rendezvous had been. Neither of us expected this. Our sex had just gone next level. It’s the next day and I can still feel him.

25 January 2021

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This was about a couple of weeks ago. I was playing with a beautiful friend of mine and she is 19 at the time in an open relationship. I knew her BF and he was cool with it. Anyway she has a cute BBW body to die for and has a beautiful caring soul! But not only that she knew how to turn me on and same goes with me to her. We always been sexting and helping each other spice things up in the bedroom. I love how she plays with herself and being seductive and she loves how my cock is so hard and the way I jerk off. We planned on doing a video sex call and we couldn't wait on the chance to do so. We waited a couple months before it led to this point. One night around 1am we are talking and I told her 'I am horny' and she said 'I am too'. I asked her 'Are you awake?' She replies 'Yes I am.' We asked ourselves to video sex chat and we were both nervous and we made sure we are ready for that moment. We called and I ripped my dick out and exposed myself and she was fingering her pussy like a porn star. We watched each other fucking ourselves and it was hot as fuck. I told her to keep fingering that clit and she melted with cum. She made a huge mess and I loved it! We played for 40 minutes, talking dirty to each other and she made me cum. It was the best night erotically and never had an erotic moment like that in my life. Next few days we did it again, it was even better and we were more confident and comfortable doing it together. She made my cock so hard and I felt my cock throb. She showed herself licking her fingers in a very seductive way and rubbed her big tits. She gently fingers herself and I told her she is a hottie. We were fucking ourselves like rabbits and I told her 'Your my dirty lil girl.' She says 'I am your dirty lil girl.' I said 'I wish you were here sucking and fucking my cock.' She replies 'Baby I want you so bad.' Hmmm makes me hard thinking about what happened those two nights. If she was here I would put on her a sexy outfit and fuck her like a dirty man whore. She is so hot, perfect and a beautiful sweetheart. She and I really enjoyed our first time and we both didn't do that type of thing with anyone doing a video sex call together. Watching ourselves play with our cock and pussy was a fucking bomb ;)

24 January 2021

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One night in the middle of winter with the wind blowing hard and the rain pelting down against the roof of the rumpus room, Sir and I were enjoying a glass of wine and a chat. A silence fell as we paused for a moment. Although gentle music played in the background I could no longer hear it. I was captured by his eyes as I watched them change from social to become commanding, my Dom. I obeyed his direction, got off the stool I was seated on, knelt at his feet, and waited. Sir carefully stroked my head, running his fingers through my hair. It felt so natural to be there, awaiting further instruction was my favourite place to be. ‘My girl’, he murmured. ‘Now be a good girl and go over to the table and I will help you up’. ‘Yes Sir’, I said with my heart suddenly pounding with anticipation. Sir lifted me up sitting onto the table. Climbing up behind me he guided me with a firm hand, giving me the most incredible head in a 69 right next to where everyone sits together. His mouth, tongue and finger work was on point and he made me cum hard, over his face and down his throat. Sir praised me so much for that, it’s one of his favourite things knowing he can make me cum that hard and he loves to taste me. With my legs trembling He helped down from the table and while kneeling before him, he let me worship his cock, my cock, I loved it with everything I had, my mouth, my hands, my tongue. I adore the feeling of him in my mouth, so hard and hot with his perfect arse in my hands. Holding fistfuls of my hair he fucked my mouth with me looking up at him. I love watching him watch me, the look on his face as it hits the back of my throat, so hot. He pulled me off with a strong grip of my hair and put me firmly on the floor flat on my front, legs slightly spread for him to gain access he began fucking me on the fake grass. I had a grass burn that covered my shoulder and side of my face a little from where he’d pinned me right down with his hands. I love the feeling of being helpless to Sirs animalistic need of me. Grabbing me by my hair he dragged me back to the table, bent me over and fucked me again while choking me with the electrical cord double looped around my neck that was hanging above us. Sir was so raw as he gripped my flesh with one hand and wrapped the cord around the other while he pulled back with just the right amount of pressure. All this as he told me I was his slut, his sub, his toy, his property, claiming me as his all over again. There was so much stimulation all at once for me I kept cumming. I could feel it all the way down my inner thighs. Sir praised me again for pleasing him, for being his good girl. Removing the cord he stood me up and kissed me sweetly where it had been. With my arms draped around his shoulders for balance I felt his lips against my neck and then kissed my lips. They were soft and tasted so sweet. I couldn’t help but lean into him, soaking in his care and passion. He led me to the bedroom and continued to kiss me and soothe me. Telling me I was his girl, his good girl, I was Daddy’s girl. Stroking every inch of my body with his finger tips so softly, kissing me with so much tenderness. I know I was laying beside him but he made me feel like he was cradling me in his arms, rocking me, and I’d never felt so safe. I had barely recovered when he got me up and turned me over to my knees. I remember the butt plug going in and loving the feeling of fullness as he fucked me hard from behind. We fucked on the bed, the couch, over the exercise ball, on the rug, just full on for hours. I fucking loved it. We took little slow down breaks where we were still fucking steadily as he kissed me. Then whispering in my ear that I was his girl, his good girl, Daddy’s girl, you’re so amazing, amazing body, amazing pussy, just the best sub. I love taking care of you, you need to let me, I want to look after my girl. All I could do was nod and whisper back yes Sir as he kissed my neck and face. Sir has no idea how much I belong to him. How much I crave his touch now. There has been no one before him that I couldn’t go without but his hold on me is not just this epic sex, it’s his words, his dominance, my trust in him, the intensity of our bond. I finally don’t have feel like I’m the strongest one in the room. Yet he never treats me like I’m weak. He admires my strength. Sir got me up to fuck me all over again. So many positions that go so deep and the butt plug still there just had my entire body stimulated while he continued to fill my mind with his words that made me so hot. I was completely consumed, this man among men, my Dominant, my Sir. He gave me a pillow and said to rest my head into it but also I was going to need it because we were going to cum soon. My moans, whimpers and groans were involuntary. I couldn’t have held them back if I’d tried. I could feel the pace getting faster as I heard Sir groaning deep as he got closer and closer. I love nothing more than hearing him when he’s about to cum hard. I know then I’ve done my part well as his sub. I want him to be able to lose himself in me and be his true self in that moment of climaxing, however, wherever he wants to, no limits. My aim is to make sure the world disappears for him, take him to that place where it’s just us and the hedonistic high we create and share. He asked me if I was ready and I managed to say yes Sir. As we both began to cum he waited for the peak and pulled the plug out. All I remember is being super loud into the pillow. It was so fucking intense and incredible. Our orgasm together lasted so long. He soothed me stroking my back gently, telling me what a good job I did, that he loves how we fuck. He told me to lay there for a few minutes then he will come get me. I could hear him in the distance cleaning up the plug, put the shower on to fill the enormous spa bath. I think I may have dozed off because he kissed me awake and helped me up to get in the shower telling me to sit there and just relax. I was shattered but felt amazing like I was floating. Opening the doors to the spa he came back with water and made me drink it. Went away and then came back to check on me and kissed me. Closed the doors and went away again and then came back with more water. I asked him if I’m that drunk and don’t realise. He said no we’ve had some major hard core sex for hours, you’re in a hot bath, you’ve had a few drinks and you need to hydrate. Now be a good girl, drink the water and let me take care of you. I have no idea how long I was in there, I had no concept of time. We enjoyed chatting and laughing a little while he washed my back and shoulders letting the water trickle over me. He sat on the step beside the open doors, then standing he closed them almost all the way, smiling he fed me his cock through the door from one side with me on the other. I smiled broadly, I loved it. Was hot and amusing at the same time. I gladly took him in my mouth and stroked it with my tongue. He told me to relax a little longer. Came back again and asked me if I’d like to sleep with him for a while and fuck again when we wake up. I nodded saying I’d love to. He got me out of the bath, dried me off and my hair. Straightened it with his fingers as he smiled at me. He’d made the bed up perfectly with the sheets drawn back, the room warm and put me in, covering me carefully. Sir got into the other side and snuggled me right into him, gave me a soft lingering kiss, kissed my forehead long and sweetly, then told me to just relax. My entire body sank into him and the bed. I felt so cared for, so cherished, so loved, so relaxed. All I could feel was my Sir and hear the sound of our breathing. Nothing else existed. I’d never hit subspace like that before. I’d only had three drinks so I wasn’t drunk enough to be that far out of it. We cuddled so softly with each other. I do remember whispering, ‘Sir I really loved it here tonight with you. You’re really nice to sleep with’. He told me he’d loved every bit of it as well, to rest now and sleep. I must admit I fought sleeping as long as I could because I didn’t want that moment to end. When we woke up we fucked again, he saw me out and I went home. Falling into my own bed in the very early hours of the morning I slept again. It took me a couple of days of flashbacks to remember the night fully. It was the very best he had ever dominated me. Sir had me lost in him and the euphoria of our undeniable bond as dominant and submissive. The sex was epic as always and now the aftercare had hit next level. It was fucking amazing. I think if I didn’t have a major crush and attachment to Sir before, I would’ve fallen so hard for him that night. He was that good. I absolutely love being this dominants submissive. There’s nothing I won’t do to please this man, to hear him call me ‘His girl’. His ‘Good girl’.

18 January 2021

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Finally, in his bedroom, it was going to happen! Tom gently pushed me back until I was seated on the bed. This almost brought me face to face with his cock. It looked beautiful. Circumcised, with a little bit of a kink at the top of it, just before his gorgeous big knob. It looked kinda funny but nice. I bent forward and kissed his knob. I felt its heat and at the touch of my lips, it jerked a little. I slowly, just a little at a time, kissed his cock from his knob all the way down to his balls. One at a time, I took a ball inside my mouth and ran my tongue all over it. I sucked it gently then with more and more suction. I closed my mouth all around it and bit down lightly when it completely filled my mouth. I kept sucking and licking whilst stroking his cock from top to bottom. I did this to both his beautiful balls then I slowly licked and kissed his dick from its base to his knob where I was greeted with a trickle of sweet pre-cum when I got to his knob. I brought his knob to my mouth and closed my lips around it. Tom’s hands were holding the back of my head, willing me to take him. No need to hold me, I wanted it all and I was going to take it! As my lips and mouth spread open to take his cock, I realised it really was bigger much than my husband’s cock but it slid into my mouth nicely. I ran my tongue all around his hot knob before running it all around its opening. I pushed my tongue into his little hole as deeply as I could. I sucked hard on his knob while my tongue thrust into the head of his cock. For my efforts I was rewarded with more sweet pre-cum. I loved it. More and more I lowered my mouth over his cock. Deeper and deeper it went into my mouth, closer and closer to the back of my throat. When I had taken him this far into my mouth, there was still about 4 to 6 cm to its base. Now I knew how much longer he was than my hubby – by about 4 cm. This was starting to be real fun. I stroked this much of this beautiful cock in and out of my mouth for some time whilst caressing and squeezing his balls, like I was trying to milk him. Somehow during my fun with his cock, Tom has got my dress and bra off. When his hands found my by now, rock hard nipples, he said how magnificent they were and that the most erotic thing he had ever seen! As Tom played with my nipples, he asked me to slow down on the blow job because he was close to cumming. Spurred on by this, I went even further. I moved my mouth down on his cock again and when it reached my throat, I let my mouth muscles relax and I pushed down firmly on his cock and his knob burst through the tightness at the back of my throat and the rest of his cock slammed into my mouth. My lips were at the base of his cock and my nose was resting on his body. Tom shuddered and I held my position for about 5 seconds. I withdrew my mouth so all that was left inside me was his knob. Regaining my breath, I started again. This time I moved right down on this beautiful cock until, in one movement it was completely engulfed where I paused for a moment before starting again. He asked me again to stop as he was nearly cumming. So I just sucked his cock as far down my throat as I could. I did this about 3 more times and Tom started shaking. Stop, he said, I want to fuck you now and if I come, I will have to wait too long. I looked up into his eyes and as best as I could with my mouth full of his cock, pushed his cock into my mouth, all of it, about 6 more times in quick succession and Tom sort of slumped on the spot and as he did, while I was face fucking his cock, it began to jerk over and over as his sperm traversed the length of his cock and burst into my mouth and down the back of my throat. I put my arms around his arse and held him tightly to me, his beautiful cock unable to withdraw from my mouth as his throbbing cock pulsed time after time as he filled my face with cum. When his cock stopped throbbing and settled down to just a nice hard cock again, I withdrew my mouth, looked up to his face and as he was looking at me, I opened my mouth to show him the cum that didn’t squirt straight down the back of my throat, was sitting on my tongue. I poked my tongue out so he could see his white seed sitting on the top of my tongue. I closed my mouth and swallowed his precious gift and opened my mouth again for him to see it all gone. He smiled at me with a look of love that a woman does not see often. He looked at me as though besotted and said “Fuck, you are so beautiful. He came to my face and placed his lips over mine and kissed me, his tongue seemingly scouring the inside of my mouth for remnants of his cum. I remembered what he said about what he likes and held this kiss as long as Tom wanted. I was really in lust with this man. I looked up at Tom and smiled. He looked at me and smiled too. In moments my smile went from just that, a smile, to a little giggle then into a full bodied laugh. You all know how good sex makes that happens. As out laughter settled down, I thought I need to get him hard again and grabbed hic cock, put it in my mouth and started sucking again. He cried “No, no, please no. My knob gets so sensitive to touch after I have just gone off. It is soooo nice but please let it calm down”. So we both collapsed on the bed. After some cuddles and sweet kissing, Tom turned head to tail on the bed and we were in the famous 69 position. Again, Tom’s beautiful, but now well softened cock was right in front of me. I laid there, relaxed and let Tom take the initiative. After all, it was his turn. I just laid back and enjoyed his hands running up and down my legs, wishing all the time they would get to my poor “aching for cock” pussy. As he caressed me, I held his cock and made love to it with my hands, sliding gently backwards and forwards, pulling down hard on it sometimes and other times, very gently. Lost in the thought of his splendid cock in front of me, kissing and taking his beautiful knob into my mouth I felt a tugging at my pussy. Tom had gotten (finally) to my pussy where he was puling gently on the straps of my panties, still inside my pussy. As he pulled the straps, I spread my legs as wide apart as I could, giving him unfettered access to my entire pussy area. He began pulling them to one side then the other, up towards my clit, then back towards my bum. When he pulled the straps towards my bum, is mouth was suddenly at my pussy and his lips clamped around my clit and he sucked it into his mouth so hard I came instantly. Never ever before had I cum so quickly. He kept on sucking and licking my pussy, his tongue plying my pussy lips and in turn sucking them into his mouth. His tongue found my vagina and pushed and prodded at the start of my cunt. He then went to my bum hole and started to lick that too. Never before has anyone that that to me. His tongue probed at my bum and tried to push its way inside me. It felt very strange but all the same – nice. He kept this probing going for a few minutes until in the end (pardon the pun) I was a really enjoying this new exotic feeling. His mouth returned to my pussy and he sucked hard on my clit again. His mouth left my pussy and I felt the straps of my panties pulled up and right over my clit. Tom began to drag my panties out of my pussy and the straps pressed even tighter as they dragged across my clit. Slowly, with my expectations rising, my panties came out of my pussy and dragged across my clit then some part of the pants hooked under my clit as they moved across me and then my clit flicked free of this momentry capture and it snapped back to its normal place. It felt good, then it hurt and then when it flipped back to rest it drove a second orgasmic to shudder through my body. I just flopped back completely prone on the bed, my whole body trembling as my orgasm slowly fell from its peak. While I came down from this oddly produced orgasm, Tom’s mouth had returned to my pussy. He was licking at my pussy like a man possessed. My bottom had become so wet and Tom was milking my pussy of all the cum juices he could get from it. As he sucked, I felt one of his fingers enter my pussy. Finally, something stiff, something hard inside me. He probed around inside me for a short while as he sucked my pussy and then it was gone. Just his mouth and tongue at my pussy, licking, sucking and kissing me. Everything a girl wants. Then I felt his finger, presumably the one that had just been inside me, probing at my bum hole. As his mouth continued to suck at my clit, his finger began to push backwards and forwards, slowly pressing its way into my bum. It would go in a little way and then withdraw, sometimes coming back into my vagina, then back to working its way into my bum. I was so glad there was so much of my juices around my bum that it lubricated his finger somewhat. I just laid there, his cock in my hands and his finger pushing into my bum. I wanted Tom to stop but I could not say no. I swear, as his finger probed deeper into my bum, his cock got harder. I felt Tom’s finger like it was so deep inside me and then something else at my pussy. I realised it was his thumb. Tom pushed his thumb inside my pussy. Then with my clit throbbing inside his mouth, his thumb began to fuck my pussy while his finger was fucking my bum. In unison, these little substitute cocks, fucked my cunt and my arse while my clit was being sucked in and out of Tom’s mouth. I couldn’t concentrate. I slumped on the bed, pussy, bum and clit being fucked. I held onto Tom’s cock as best I could while I felt another orgasm built up inside me than explode through my body. I had just experienced a true body shaking orgasm like I have never had before. My legs took on a life of their own and just kept on jerking and shaking for about thirty seconds. The rest of me – my body - just laid there trembling (again). When he finally came up for air, he gave me a beautiful smile and said I was so wet. He said my panties had trapped so much juice inside of me that he had not been able to suck all my juices from my pussy and from my bum crack. Kneeling on the bed, Tom picked me up and turned me over like a rag doll. He pulled my behind up in the air and I realised I was going to get my fantasy – fucked doggie fashion by his huge cock. He began running his hands all over my legs and bottom. I reached between my legs and spread my pussy lips apart. My pussy was soaking wet and my fingers were too. I kept pushing back desperate for his touch on my vagina when finally I felt a smooth yet firm warmth of something touch my pussy. I paused so not to disturb this hardness from exciting my pussy. Then he began moving the head of his penis up and down the lips of my pussy. Then it dawned on me again that this is the biggest dick that has ever been near my pussy. I feel my body stiffen up in defence of what is about to be thrust inside me. My heart was racing. I can feel the heat of his cock as its big knob starts to press against my opening - against my tightness. Little cries of anticipation and pleasure escape my lips as Tom’s hands reach around the top of my thighs and take a firm hold of my body. I want him to thrust into my like he is raping some poor unfortunate but I am scared of the pain that would bring. Tom just held my lower body firmly and slowly began exerting pressure on my pussy. I felt my vagina opening for his huge cock, little by little until oh my god, his knob broke resistance of my pussy lips and its head popped inside me. As a cry of pleasure sprang from me, I felt like I had just lost my virginity again. Here was this huge thing inside me and I could not believe that it would feel so wonderful, and he had only just began… Here I was, on the bed, my head down and my arse up, my pussy impaled, my arms outstretched clutching at the sheets to give myself some support. Now Tom began once more. In this position it is hard to be a lady and when Tom began working his cock into me, all I could do was moan like a whore and push back against his thrusts. Understanding his was the biggest cock I had ever had, Tom was being very gentle with me. With each forward motion, his enormous cock stretched my pussy open more and more and as more of his cock ended up inside me, the more I felt it was going to push my stomach aside and come out of my mouth! Soon it felt like he had somehow gotten all of his cock or almost all of it inside me. Tom then withdrew until all I could feel was his knob inside me. I started to push back, not wanting to feel empty and then he pushed it back inside me. The feeling was divine. After just a minute or so, whilst deep inside me, he stopped moving. I was filled with cock. My pussy was stretched like never before and I was impaled and wanted to keep this feeling and stay like this forever. I squeezed the base of his cock with my pussy and held him inside me. Then he pulled out of me, I mean all the way out and all I could feel was the end of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. Without warning, his grip on my hips tightened and with one fast and sudden movement, his cock rammed its way all the way inside me and only stoped when his hips slammed against my bum. I screamed in shock, a little pain and a lot of pleasure. He repeated this action over and over and every time he rammed into me, I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. My head was exploding, my heart racing, my mouth screamed expletives and the whorish sounds one might expect in a cathouse. I screamed at him to fuck me Tom, fuck me, fuck me. YES, yes Tom, Ram that beautiful cock deep inside me. Fill my cunt with your cum… Oh god Tom, fuuuuck meeeeeee, fuuuuck meeeeeee … I began to tremble and then shake uncontrollably as I exploded with an orgasm the likes I had never felt before. It was about the best orgasm I can recall ever having but Tom had not finished. He kept on fucking me the same way, Over and over he pulled his cock all the way out of me then slammed back inside my soaking wet cunt and his balls hit my clit again and again. I don’t know how many orgasms I had; 4, 5, 6 – maybe more until in the end, I could take no more. Shaking uncontrollably, my knees finally gave way under me and (unfortunately) I fell away from him and collapsed in a heap in front of him. My cunt was pulsating, desperately grasping for his cock, but it was gone. I lay on the bed, with my whole body shaking as I slowly came down from the multiple orgasms I had just enjoyed. I have never felt this way before, exhausted and fucked - literally fucked. While I lay there, Tom just settled down on top of me and rested most of his weight on my back. I was pressed into the bed. Next thing I knew, his cock was at my pussy again and soaking wet as his cock and my cunt were, his cock easily found its way into my cunt again. Pressed into the bed, almost unable to move and exhausted from the massive orgasms, Tom began to plunder my treasure again. I think I had at least three, maybe four more massive orgasms as he relentlessly drove his weapon deeply into my cunt. In the end, I cried to Tom to please stop as I could not take any more climaxes but all I got in reply was a deep groaning sound coming deep from within him as he announced that he was now cumming. I squeezed my cunt around his cock as much as I could to help milk his cum from him. As his cum exploded into my cunt, I felt the warmth of up and down the length of my cunt as his thrusting continued. In a few moments he stopped. My cunt full of cock and cum, he hooked a leg over mine then he rolled off me onto his side taking me with him. He lay there spooning me. As his free hand wrapped around me it found one of my breasts and he cupped it and my rock hard nipple in his hand. He kissed the back of my neck and I swear, with is cock still inside me, we fell asleep. I don’t know how long we slept but when we woke, his hand was still holding my breast and as I was about to turn around and face him, I realised his cock was still inside my pussy. Amazing! Never before had I gone to sleep with a cock inside me to wake up and find it was still inside me. Wow! I rolled over anyway and as I lay there, Tom came to my face and kissed me. Softly, deeply, gently and passionately we kissed each other. The rush of sex and the wanton lust extinguished temporarily and replaced by a true intimacy. In my mind, the most intimate thing a man and woman can do is to kiss each other. For maybe fifteen minutes we stayed like this. Kissing each other and gazing into each others eyes without speaking. Memory of the orgasms Tom had just brought me to were flashing through my mind as I lovingly looked into his eyes. Tom made the first move as he turned to be head to toe with me. With ease it seemed, he spread my legs apart and his mouth went to my pussy and he drank the juices that were still flowing from his fucking. The only thing I could do was to moan in ecstasy. He was licking my juices from my legs; my pussy and my bum and I realised he must also be licking up his OWN cum! I thought to myself “How many men would…..”. Finally sucked my clit into his mouth, bit down behind it and flicked his tongue over it, ceaselessly until I screamed my way through another massive orgasm. Then he just laughed at me. We lay together for some time before I felt recovered enough to give something back in return to Tom. I reached in front of me and took hold of his huge cock. I measured it again, not believing this monstrous thing had been inside me. I put one hand around – well around as much as my small hands as I could – at the base of his cock and then put my other hand above my first hand. His big red circumcised knob stood out just above my second hand. It had to be at least 24 cm long! I was in awe but I also felt proud of myself as although I had never dreamed of any other cock bigger than that of my husband, I had taken this monster as far into me as it could stretch my pussy and vagina and I bathed in the ecstasy of all the orgasms it had given me and before this night was over, surely there was more to come. His cock was in front of my mouth again and I eagerly took it into my mouth. I gave it a quick looking after and while it was still wet and slippery, I turned around and cowgirl style, took his cock and guided it inside my pussy and settled down on it. I rode it up and down deeper and deeper until my bum was resting on his hips. I leant forward and down and deeply kissed Tom and as I did, his hands found my breasts and began caressing them. I started off just walking but as his hands caressed my breasts and my pussy came alive again, my pace quickened to a trot then a canter and finally this cowgirl was riding her stallion at full gallop. I drove my cunt down on his cock until another orgasm filled the air with my cries of Tom, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, OMG and other expletives. I rested for a moment and galloped off to another orgasm. I settled down and lay on top of Tom, his cock still inside me, my breasts against his strong chest and we started kissing again. After a few minutes of kissing, Tom said he was going to fuck me in my arse. I pushed up away from him and while still impaled on his cock said “WHAT?” I was shocked! All this love and beautiful sex and now you want to fuck my arse. I could not believe it. What is the matter with you? Tom softly and sweetly said that obviously you have never had anal sex before so why not now? Many ladies have anal orgasms and you might too… My head was in a mess. Anal sex. Fucking my arse. What next? I didn’t know what to think AND all this time as I was sitting on him, somehow he was making his cock twitch inside me. I am fucked, still randy, orgasmic and ready and desperate for more and shocked and his bloody cock just keeps twitching and stirring up my lust for more. I figured that the great big lump of meat throbbing inside my cunt would tear my poor little arse asunder. I said that his monster would kill me. I have only once put a vibrator near my bum and although it felt nice, even that was too big to fit inside me let alone your great big cock. He said he promised to be gentle and if it hurt too much we can stop at any time. I really didn’t know what to say so I suggested he bring me to at least one more orgasm and I will think about it. Tom grabbed me, turned me around, reverse cowgirl and started banging his beautiful cock back into me. As he moved in and out of me I grabbed his balls and with my hands open, pulled them towards the end of his cock and as his cock slammed into my cunt, his balls banged into my clit. It only took about twenty or thirty strokes until I orgasmed again. As I settled from this orgasm, he lifted me off his cock and laid me down on the bed and his mouth went straight for my clit. Barely settling from my climax and I am being driven up to another. His mouth easily settled on my still engorged clit and he sucked it into his mouth and with his teeth, mouth and tongue, danced my overworked clit into driving me, very quickly, to another orgasm. Every part of my body was just a trembling mess. For a while I just lay there. I couldn’t move. When I recovered enough, I turned towards his face and brought my lips to his and we again we began kissed so sweetly and lovingly. After about five minutes, Tom asked if the last two orgasms was enough? He said “You wanted another orgasm and you would think about your bottom. So I gave you two.” What could I say other than to tell you have to be very gentle and stop as soon as I tell you to stop. He said “My beautiful lady, your wish is my command”. He told me to wait and he got off the bed looking for something. When he found his trousers, the rummaged around and found something in one of the pockets. I asked him what the hell was he doing and he held up a little bottle and said “lube”. I said “You bastard” and we both burst out laughing. “So, what happens now” I asked. He told me that first he would get some lube on, around and inside my bum and start to open me up with one or two or more fingers. Then some lube inside me and lots on my cock and then it is in… “ok” I mumbled. He suggested I come to the edge of the bed and kneel on the floor and he would get me ready. So there I was, kneeling there, bum pointing to the wall and Tom went and sat on the floor at my feet. He began by dribbling some of the lube above my bum hole and as the lube ran down to my hole, he started rubbing and probing at my home with one of his fingers telling me that this might take a little while. I really want to give you pleasure and not pain he told me. So his finger moved around my bum hole and little by little he started to push his finger inside me. Every time I made any sound or he thought he was hurting me, he removed his finger. After a few minutes this manipulation started to feel – not nice but different. Soon I realised that his finger had past the entry and had actually spread my bum hole open. Not properly inside but holding my sphincter open a little. He put more lube on his finger and pressed “onward and inward” so to speak. Soon I felt his knuckles against my bum and I realised that his finger was all the way inside me. No real pain at all! Tom worked his finger in and out of my bum and it was becoming quite pleasant. I was beginning to enjoy it. Then the pain started again and I waked what he was doing. He just said we had one finger in and now it is time to widen thing up a bit more and finger number two was causing you some discomfort. Seems we are going through the same process. One finger pain, two fingers pain… How many fingers before his monster cock. I was really starting to get nervous. Well, after he had got two fingers in he removed them and put something very hard against my hole and I jumped. “What the hell is that” I demanded. He said it was the bottle of lube and he was just squirting some of it up and inside my bum so I will be “lubed up” nicely so I don’t damage you inside. I was wondering to myself if this was really going to be worth it. Anyway, it did feel nice. With two fingers now probing into my bum, I was getting to like it. Most of the pain was gone and the feeling was at best nice and not hurting. Tom pulled his two fingers out and again something hard was at my hole. Tom said he was going to push the lube bottle into my bum as it was bigger than two fingers and smaller than three fingers. God, I felt like a machine getting an oil change. As the bottle was forced into my bum it hurt and I was just about to call the whole thing off when it slipped inside me. Tom slipped it in and out of me and wiggled it around, trying to make my entrance bigger. I must admit that the smoothness of the bottle felt nice. Tom said that once we are ready there is two ways we can “take your anal virginity”. I thought to myself that his fingers and the bottle had done that. One was normal “missionary position” and probably the best way was “cowgirl”. At least with the cowgirl position, I could control how much of his cock went in and how far in it went. At his suggestion I said “cowgirl”. After a few more minutes of loosening me up and another squirt of lube up inside me, Tom lay down on the bed and covered his cock with lube. “Slippery Dick” I thought. I got up from where I was laying and put a leg over his body and straddled him, his cock pointing out from between my legs looking like it was attached to me! He told me to take his cock and guide it into my bum and when I was ready, to settle down on it. Do it slowly and gently he said and when it starts to hurt, and it will, pretend you need to go to the toilet and try to push out. “What the hell for” I asked. He said that when it hurts you will naturally tighten up against the pain. If you push like you need to push your business out, your sphincter will relax and it will be easier. So I thought, here goes… I reached down and grabbed his cock to guide it into my bum and it slipped right out of my hand. We both started to laugh like crazy. Anyway, I took hold of it with more control this time and brought it to my bum hole. When his cock head was at my bum hole, I started to settle down on it and while pushing and guiding it into my bum. Well it bent and slid about and kept missing my hole until I pushed down a little harder. I felt my bum open up to take the monster but almost instantly there was pain. A great deal of pain. Tom encouraged me so I persisted. I put up with the pain but ever the deeper his cock sank into my hole, the more it hurt. It felt like a mixture of someone burning my bum with a blowtorch and a knife in my bum cutting into my flesh. Christ it hurt! As tears welled in my eyes Tom said push like you want to shit. Push HARD. So I pushed. I pushed hard like he said. I wanted to shit this bloody big cock out of my arse when suddenly OH MY GOD, the knob of his cock popped inside me and because I was pushing down so hard, perhaps an inch or two of his cock was inside me too. I screamed STOP. DON’T MOVE. Tears from the pain streamed down my face. I wanted the bloody thing out of my bum but I was scared crazy to move. So I just knelt there over him, impaled by a monstrous cock up my painfully aching burning arse. What the hell do I do now? Tom told me not to move my bum at all but bend down to me. I bent down as he asked and as our faces came close together he whispered to me that I was a truly beautiful woman and then he gave me one of those wonderful tender kisses we were having a little while ago. He gave me lots of encouragement and tender compliments. When the pain eases he said, just try moving up and down on my cock. Take your time and do it slowly. I promise you will get used to it and by the way, right now, the end of my cock is feeling about the best it has felt since we walked into this bedroom. Your beautiful bottom is squeezing my cock so beautifully it thinks it is in heaven. So different to your pussy but heavenly just the same. I just thought smooth bastard but it gave me encouragement I suppose and so slowly, little by little I managed to slide more of his cock in and out of my bum. I guess it took about fifteen to twenty minutes before I felt comfortable enough to move completely up and down the length of his cock – that is of course leaving his big knob inside me because that hurt if I withdrew too far. So within about thirty minutes of bloody hard and painful work I was “riding” almost all of his big beautiful cock in my arse albeit slowly. The more I worked up and down, the better it felt! It felt better going in than going out. It was beginning to feel terrific! Tom’s cock was still inside my arse and I was stuffed in so many ways. I stopped riding his cock and settled down along his body. We had been fucking for hours and with the ordeal of the last hour or so, I was exhausted. I stretched my legs out behind me and lying down across his body, my breasts pressing into his chest; he put his arms around me and I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I don’t know how long I was asleep for but when I woke up Tom greeted me with “Hello Beautiful. Enjoy your nap”. I answered yes and as I began to move from him I realised his cock was still up my arse. “Oops”, I said and he simply replied that he would finish it off for me. He began to slide his cock in and out of my arse. By now, it was really starting to feel really good. Tom started slowly with small movements in and out of me but gradually increased the “stroke” and the speed. Soon we were doing at it really well. I was getting into this and the feelings were spreading it seemed to my head. I began to moan about how nice it was feeling and with each stroke it got better. I don’t know how he did it but Tom somehow picked me up, spun me around and had me on my knees with him doggie fashion behind me and his cock was still inside me. He began fucking my arse again and on this angle it felt even better than cowgirl style. He fucked my arse deeper and deeper. He pulled out and left his knob inside then rammed his cock deep into me. Amazingly, as he did this, I felt another climax rising from within. I didn’t think it would happen. I was getting closer and closer and Tom must have sensed it as he pulled his cock right out of my bum and I yelped with the sudden change from pleasure to pain as his big knob exited my arse. Then, as soon as it was out, he rammed the full length of his cock into my arse in one stroke. “OH, FUCK MEEEeeee” I cried with the pain and the ecstasy. As he did it a second time I reached around to try and stop him but I couldn’t. He pulled right out of me again and plunged his cock into me until his balls slapped against my pussy. I could hear myself saying (or screaming) OH GOD, OH FUCK, OH YES, Tom, Tom, Tom. OH FUCK, over and over as he slammed his monster into me and I felt the warmth of his cum fill the inside of my arse was the final touch that took me over the edge to he biggest, baddest, longest best mother-fucking orgasm I have ever had in my life. I loved it. An anal convert! As we recovered, we came back to a face to face position. Tom asked me if I liked my bum fucked and I just smiled at him before finding his mouth and have him the sweetest kiss I could. We kissed the kisses of those in love and fell asleep. When I awoke, I was alone. I looked around and could not see or hear Tom. I called his name and to my relief, he answered. “I am ordering some breakfast for us” he said. “A quick shower and it will be here.” I got up and walked naked to the door and there he was, dressed. When Tom saw me he said “Please Mary, take a shower and dress. Naked like you are we will never be able to leave this room.” I walked naked to him, gave him a sweet kiss and said “and that would be so bad…..” When I was showered, dressed and having breakfast Tom asked me if I had any idea how long we were “at it” last night. I said that I had no idea. He told me that as I dropped off to sleep the last time, he checked the time. We had been back to the room over four and a half hours. Yes, four and a half hours! I thought no wonder I am still tired. I smiled at him and said I hope it I as delicious for him as he was for me and I especially thanked him for taking my anal virginity. He said “Mary my beautiful lady, everything about you has been a total pleasure. I have loved every second of it and you and I hope that we may be able to do it again… soon”. I said thank you loving kind man, you have my card. Tom said his plane home leaves in 3 hours. We are a long way from the airport and I won’t be able to escort you home; SO, first we are going to one of the boutique shops in the hotel and getting you a nice “day dress” as he called it so when as I go home in the taxi he would pay for, I won’t look like I have been out all night doing god knows what. You cannot be seen wearing that incredible sexy outfit you wore last night at mid-day on a Sunday. I figured Tom’s wife must be a very luck woman having a man as understanding as Tom is, although he is still a bloody adulterer – and I am too now. I guess there is two sides to every coin.

16 January 2021

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Shit. They had been sitting on the runway for 40 minutes. Dana had barely made it to her connection in Singapore and now the pilot had just announced that this flight to Sydney was cancelled due to ‘volcanic activity’. There was a collective groan from the passengers. Now what? Her seatmates just grinned at each other. Weird. Dana quickly looked away, but was pretty sure that they caught her looking at them. She blushed. Of course she blushed. It was her curse - always blushing at the slightest thing. Oh well, she thought, some people have worse things. Her doctor had told her that it was closely related to hyperhidrosis - heavy sweating - in a lot of people. She did perspire a lot on certain occasions, but nothing that was publicly noticeable. What? Her seatmate was talking to her. Shit. She was ‘in her head’ again - thinking about things and missing what was going on around her. Dana just smiled and nodded noncommittally. At least the plane was moving again - but toward the jetway. The cabin crew announced that arrangements would be made to reschedule the flight, but that it looked like they’d have to spend the night in Singapore. Please see the ground crew when they disembark for further details. They were sorry about the inconvenience, blah, blah, blah. Double shit. She was tired. This trip had meant to be a quick getaway to clear her head about Mark. That fuck. In the end, she’d been in a tropical paradise that seemed to be populated only by happy couples. Beautiful, happy, sexy couples. And OMG the sex! It seemed like the walls were paper thin and everyone was having sex! Everyone but her, of course. At first it had been mildly arousing hearing all the moans and groans - calling on their preferred deity -- with the occasional pleasure scream. But, in the end she felt very frustrated. Even when she let her imagination run loose and tried to masturbate, it wasn’t great. Great. Now she was getting aroused and here came the first class purser. She blushed. That was the one good thing. She had been able to cash in Mark’s ticket for a first class return ticket! Ha! “Folks, for first class passengers we will provide hotel vouchers and will call or text you about the replacement flight.”, said the purser. Seatmate 1, the woman, retorted, “Well, I should hope so.” Her partner, second mate as she had come to refer to him in her head, remained quiet as he had through most of the flight. Quiet, but attentive. The purser continued, “The good news is that we only spent 45 minutes on the tarmac - other flights have been out there for hours. The bad news is that most all outbound flights have been cancelled due to this bloody volcano. That means that you had better get to your hotel fast before they all fill up.” Shit. The plane had stopped again - waiting for an open gate. Seatmate 1 chose now to introduce herself, “Hello, I’m Sara. This is my assistant, Sam.” Assistant my ass. Sara was in her late 40s, oozing sex and confidence. Sam was mid 30s, fit, handsome, confident in his own right, and oozing his own sex appeal. More than just ‘fit’ - athletic fit. He was her boy toy, Dana thought. That was when she realized she should probably reply instead of staring. “Hi, I’m Dana”, she blushed. They reached the hotel and Sara immediately got in line to check in ahead of Dana. Oh well, she did pay for the taxi. Sam was off fetching bags. The desk clerk looked at Dana’s voucher, then back at his screen. He repeated this. Then he said, “I’m terribly sorry miss, but someone has taken our last room.” Shit. Dana felt the air go out of her. She wanted to rage, “No. No. NO!” at him. But instead, she blushed. She asked him to check again. HE did with the same result. He spoke to the manager, who confirmed that HE had given away the last room. Prick. He even looked like Mark. Dana got the distinct impression that he had given to someone paying with cash as opposed to a voucher. The clerk saw her distress and told her that he would personally call around to nearby hotels to secure her a room. He suggest that she wait in the hotel bar and he’d come find her in a few minutes. The bar was submerged in the din of the capacity crowd; one that can only be made by people with nothing other to do than to drink. Looking for place to sit, she glimpsed Sara at the bar - without Sam - oozing her sex appeal and getting attention from several male travelers. She seemed to soaking it in, turning her attention from one to another, in turn. When she saw Dana, she waived her over - asking the nearest male lurker to vacate his bar chair. Sara took one look at Dana and guessed what had happened. With a wave of her wrist, the bartender appeared, “A cosmo?”, she offered. Dana didn’t usually drink cocktails, preferring wine, but on her holiday she had indulged in them and had built up a tolerance. She accepted showing as much gratitude as if she had just given her a much wanted Christmas present. At least one thing was going her way. That said, in the back of her mind she was mulling over this Sara creature. She was like one of the senior executives that Dana was used to working for. Knew what she wanted. Knew what YOU wanted. And, knew how to engineer things to maximize her own success - often by playing to your agenda. A political animal. But this particular political animal, she had to admit, had an elegance and strength to her that made her warm and sexy. Not cold and calculating like so many other women execs. Like the popular mean-girls in college - but maybe the mean wore off? She seemed pleasant enough, and not dangerous, … but not exactly ‘safe’, either. She thought it best to save that thought for later, when she had more brain cycles to spare. Her cosmo arrived - a bit smaller than on the resort, and she was more than happy to interrupt her thoughts. She tried to not gulp the drink, but it was down by a third after her first sip. Yep. Hotel bars. She decided to try to send positive vibes out to the universe in hopes of the universe returning an empty hotel room. (she had nothing else to offer at this stage). Just as she was warming up the vibes for transmission, the desk clerk appeared. He wasn’t smiling. Ugh. “..terribly sorry… called everyone …no rooms… blah, blah, blah…” That’s all Dana caught as she finished the rest of her mini-cosmo in one gulp. He may have also said something about luggage storage and making up a cot in the hotel gym, but she wasn’t really sure. She knew she was blushing again, but didn’t care. She laughed a small laugh as she imagined her cheeks had taken on the color of the cosmo. No luck. Dana alternated between despair, anger, fear, and back again while wondering where she’d sleep and whether another cocktail was really a good idea - even as much as she knew she deserved it. Reading her face, Sara gently said, “Look, Sam and I have a room with two double beds. We’re only using one. Why don’t you spend the night in the other one?” Dana didn’t know what to say. Sara then suggested that Dana could share her room. After all, it had a double bed, and they only needed one. (a sly confirmation of Dana’s assessment.) Sara, weepily, accepted. Truthfully, she was as happy to have someplace to sleep as she was for the permission to now order another drink! Happy blush. The second mini cosmo arrived, and one of the traveling males gathered around Sara had tried to engage her in conversation. She was flattered by the attention, but also remembered that she was awkward in these situations. While trying to decide how to proceed, she noticed how flirty Sara was. Lots of arm touching and over-laughing at bad jokes. She decided that she was in one of those reality bubbles where no one knew her and she could be whomever she wanted. She also acknowledged that she was also basking in a bit of the sexy glow that Sara was casting on the small crowd. She decided to proceed with caution. Alex, was on his way to Malaysia to do something. He was nice looking, reeked of divorce, and told better jokes than the ones that Sara was laughing at. It was pleasant, and her ego really loved the attention - not to mention the 3rd mini-cosmo he procured. There were hand on elbows at punchlines. Innocuous - yet not. Dana was just contemplating the idea of what it would be like to share Alex’s room - just the idea mind you, as she’d never actually do it. He was kind of wimpy, and not really her type. Sara broke the spell by telling Dana that Sam had already taken her suitcase up to their room and saying that she could freshen up if she wanted. She and Sam would probably remain in the bar for a bit. She could join them or not. Giving Alex the mental boot, Dana did as she was told and headed to the room using the key Sara had provided. Along the way she was lost in her thoughts about how the hell Sara had communicated with Sam, let alone how Sam had gotten her suitcase. Not to even mention, where had Sam been and how did he feel about Sara holding court at the hotel bar. All this she chalked up to Sara being used to getting her way. She inserted the card into the room’s door (successful on the third attempt), and jumped back when Sam opened it for her. Sam had showered and changed - smelling very nice. His eyes were piercing when they looked at her. He stepped back to allow her in, and told her that Sara instructed that her bed was the one closest to the door. The room was large and comfy - a small suite, really. Sam offered her a glass of wine, and said that he bathroom was all hers. He just had to finish up trying to rebook their flights and hotel because of the delay. Dana was a mixture of tired, relaxed from alcohol and relieved at having a bed, that she forgot to be awkward about a strange man being a few feet away while she showered. The shower was just what she needed, and actually reinvigorated her a little. It must’ve, because that’s when she started wondering what the deal was with Sara and Sam - beside the obvious alliteration. They weren’t exactly a couple -she was clearly in change. Yet, their vibe was of sexual partnering. She was downstairs getting handsy with strange business travelers, and she sent her up to shower - certainly knowing that he was in the room. Dana wondered what she was getting in to. But doubted her assessment. Her reading of sexual situations was rarely spot on. However, she couldn’t deny a certain internal tingle that told her that it was … intriguing to her. Getting out of the shower, she decided to try a little experiment. She decided she had forgotten her blouse in her suitcase. She wrapped her towel around her, carefully rolling it up until it just covered her bum. After a bit more hesitation and internal pep talk, she put on just a bare touch of makeup, and hoped the lights were still ow in the bedroom. Taking a deep breath, she opened the bathroom door, quietly exclaiming, “Oh, I always forget things!” (She knew it sounded way too rehearsed, but for the experiment, it didn’t really matter.) Her heart beating in her lower cardio zone, she causally glanced at the desk. Where Sam was not. Sam was not in the room at all. Shit. Fuck it, thought Dana. She took off her make up. Put on her negligee in preparation for bed. Now, in truth, she wanted to wear her T-shirt and boxers that she usually wore. However, she had worn them all during her holiday and reluctantly chose the clean negligee that she had thrown in at the last minute while packing, as the better alternative to her favorite T-Shirt and boxers that did have a bit of an odour by now. She reasoned that she’d be under the covers when they came back anyway. After the towel performance, Dana found herself restless in bed. Yes, she was still warm from the drinks. Yes she was warm from the attention of Alex. But mostly, she was seeing Sam’s eyes and the cut of his arms in his short sleeved shirt that fit just a little tightly. After fighting it with no success, Dana admitted that she was aroused and decided that a liiiitle masturbation would help her to sleep. She’d be very careful and would surely hear Sam and Sara in time to stop if they came back before she finished. Dana was taking her time, enjoying the images and scenarios floating through her imagination while her fingers worked around her clit and inside of her. Alex was there. The hot bartender from the resort was there. That one couple from the resort who seemed very friendly. Then Sam was there - duh - but, surprisingly, with Sara. That was new. Usually a fairly straight person, Dana could observe the sexiness of another woman, and even be touched by it, but it was strong, masculine men that really got her going. The scenario was vague, but Sam was caressing Sara. Sam was behind, touching her while both were standing naked, fondling her breasts and between her legs. Drawing his fingers along her sides, her belly, her breasts, scratching her back, kissing her neck. Rubbing her nipples. She couldn’t see it in her imagination, but she just knew his dick was rock hard and between her legs. That part was clear. She could feel the hardness as much as she could see his hands moving slowly, never stopping. The click in the door lock sent a jolt of electricity through her that almost made her come. Her wet hand involuntarily jerked away from her vagina at the same time her already closed eyes clamped down tighter. The soft giggling and shushing confirmed that they were back and in good spirits. There were kissing sounds and whispers. She heard more whispers from Sara. Then a chair being moved - quietly - in the lounge space furthest from the bed. Dana couldn’t help but risk a peek. She knew that there was a small amount of light from Sam’s laptop, but it was pointed away from the bed, so they wouldn’t be able to see her eyes. She could make out the rear profile of Sara, sitting in the chair with her back to Dana. She had her legs propped up on something and was just sitting there. That’s when the door clicked again, and Sam slid into the room with an ice bucket. The light from the hallway revealed that Sara’s legs were on a man’s shoulders, and then Alex’s head popped up attached to those shoulders. He had been licking Sara’s pussy. Well. I guess the evening progressed. Dana was as shocked as she was pleased with her assessment of the night’s vibe! Sara whispered harshly to Alex to continue. Which he did. Sam poured wine into a glass and handed it to Sara. Dana could hear Sara’s breathing get deeper as she sipped her wine. She then made a gesture to Sam who seemed to understand its meaning. He came over to Sara’s side and knelt. She then roughly pulled his shirt off - with more strength than Dana would have guessed she held. Sam then stood and Sara removed his belt and trousers. Sara, breathing a bit deeper now, used one hand to caress the hard member straining Sam’s underwear, while using her other hand, to apparently ensure Alex’s head and mouth were in the correct position and applying the correct pressure. Shit. Dana realized that her hand had found its way between her own legs again without realizing it, and the other was on her breast. This went on for a long time -maybe 60 seconds in sex-time. Both women had their hands full. Sam had stuck some sort of pose with his arms behind his head. Shit. He looked like he had jumped out of one of those fireman calendars. Sara was making soft noises now with her hand firmly gripped on Sam’s cock. She pulled them off in a single motion, and gave Sam another hand gesture. Now Alex was making some noises like a man fighting for air. Sam was off to the side, standing on the coffee table, striking new poses. Sara released her grip on Alex’s head to let him up for air. He stood and started to pull his pants down, obviously preparing to fuck Sara. She looked at him and simply said, you haven’t finished down there. Alex went back to kneeling and eating. Sara’s response to this was to instruct him to use his fingers more, too. That was electric to Dana. The direct instruction of Sara to Alex. She was turned on by Sam’s spectacular body, but the command that Sara held turned her on like she never had been. She detected that her own breathing was heavier now, but saw no reason to stop enjoying the show, or her own hands. In fact, she had to slow down to make sure the enjoyed it quietly. A few new noises from Sara, and the tilt of her head told her that Alex had hit the right rhythm and spot. This was followed by visible shaking and a sharp exhale from Sara. Alex stood up, slowly this time, with his penis raging, and dripping. He was fit for his age, but paled in comparison to Sam. It was then that Sara informed his that he would not be fucking her. She told him that she’d allow him to come on her tits, but the work was his own. Alex seemed confused as it took a few seconds for this to sink in. Then he got angry and started calling her a bitch. That’s when Sam stepped in. It wasn’t physical. Sam just stood close by, but the message was clear. It was probably first clear to Alex’s dick, which had started to droop before his shoulders. Alex left, muttering ugly things. This seemed to turn Sara on even more. The control. The command. The men almost coming to blows for her. Another gesture, and Sam was standing next to Sara’s chair, offering his hard penis. Sara took this into her mouth quickly, and started working it with what Dana imagined were expert skills. Sara’s eyes turned upward to watch Sam, as her head bobbed back and forth on his dick - varying speed and intensity based on Sam’s expressions. It was clear that he was straining to not come yet. This was confirmed when Sara, looked him in the eyes and whispered, “Don’t you fucking come in my mouth, you dog.” All the while the tip of her tongue was licking the underneath of his cock head. Dana almost lost it seeing that. At this point she could taste Sam’s cock in her own mouth, and would have gladly let him come. But she was hitting the heights of her own pleasure with each order that Sara gave. After a few more teasing licks, and one long, drawn out mouth-encircled suck, Sara broke off contact, stood up, and approached their bed. Dana slammed her eyes shut. When she opened them the minimal amount she could, she saw a naked Sara standing at the end of the bed with Sam behind her. He was caressing her. Dana almost said, “Holy Shit!” aloud. It was a lot like her fantasy. But in this version, while Sam’s fingers roamed widely, Sara had his dick between her legs, and was using her fingers to rub his head against her clit. After a minute, Sara inserted his hard dick inside of her, and slowly bent over the end of the bed. Sam’s hands reached the tops of her shoulders as she bent, to gain purchase for his thrusts. He seemed to understand her rhythm from experience. For someone who was on the verge of coming earlier, he had remarkable staying power, Dana thought. Dana realised that her one hand was clamped to her breast, and her other was soaked. That’s when Sara whispered, “OK” and Sam took it into another gear. He was slamming into her at a Olympian pace. Dana thinks she came at about the same time Sam did, based solely on the small noises he made. It’s not clear when Sara came. When Dana opened her eyes after her own orgasm, she saw Sara silently shaking while accepting the last of Sam’s thrusts. Dana barely had time to slam her eyes shut again, when Sara looked directly at her. She held her breathe and quietly counted - even though her own body was still throbbing as well. One- one-thousand…Two-one-thousand… “You’re blushing, dear.” Shit. , shit, shit. Dana was embarrassed, and her heart was pounding. She held stock still. She knew it was silly, but she felt like her racing heart was making her body visibly move under the covers. She said nothing. Her mind was racing about what to say. She heard movement of someone approaching her bed. She clamped her eyes tighter. She had to force herself to relax them so they didn’t appear unnaturally squinted. Then she felt foolish, because the jig was up! Wasn’t it? Dana felt Sara gently brush her hair away from her face. Her fingers felt like fire on her skin, as they came to rest on her neck. She stayed completely still. Then she realized that Sara was taking her pulse, which was obviously racing. Sara slowly raised the covers off of Dana’s body to have a look. Dana still played possum - primarily because she didn’t know what else to do. Sara made an approving noise, and laid the covers down so that Dana’s body was exposed. “Well, someone seems dressed for the occasion”, Sara said. “All dressed up and ready to go, but not sure what to do, dear?” Sara was still. “I know. Sam, come over here”, said Sara as she turned on the bedside lamp. Sara instructed Sam to pick Dana up, which he did. Dana limply allowed it and was reeling from feeling Sam’s hard arms on her body and legs. Dana still kept her eyes shut, imagining the rest of his body. Sara gave a little laugh, and said, “You don’t have to open your eyes if you don’t want to. In fact, there’s no need to do anything that you don’t want to, dear. I know, maybe this will be easier for you.” Dana felt Sara placing one of the first-class eye masks over her eyes. Dana had no idea what she wanted and didn’t want to do! That’s not true. She had some ideas, but this was all unventured territory! What she did know was that she had never been so enthralled in her life. The proximity and scent of Sam was a huge physical turn-on, but the command of Sara was stimulating her mind equally. The idea of not knowing what would happen next had her almost shaking with excitement. “Sam, let’s have an inspection.” Dana felt Sam slowly lower her feet to the ground - not incidentally, feeling his semi-rigid dick against her leg as he did so. Keeping her eyes shut under the mask still, Dana reflexively let her legs hold her body and stood, with Sam holding her shoulders and her head slumped, chin to chest. “Sam, correct her pose.” Sara said sharply. Dana felt Sam lift her shoulders from behind while telling her, “Don’t slump. Stand up straight.” Dana stood up straight, feet and knees together. Sam sharply lifted her chin so that it was slightly elevated. Next, Sam raised her arms from the elbows and placed both hands behind her head. He readjusted her chin as it dropped naturally. This had multiple effects: Her upper arms became taught. It made her push her breasts out. Most importantly, she felt Sam’s dick against the back of her thigh. Even without seeing it, she could tell that it was harder than before. That’s when she realised that with her breasts pushed out, her nipples were pushing hard against her camisole. Sam’s brushing made them feel like they were trying to poke through the fabric, which she felt intensely. Thinking that she was now ‘corrected’, Dana was surprised by Sam next move. He grabbed her by the hips and gently pushed them forward. He then slipped his foot between hers. Holding her hips firmly so that they couldn’t move, he said, “Spread your feet”, and used his foot to gently slide her right foot. This came with the full contact of Sam’s body and his dick against her bottom. It was definitely getting harder! Her feet were wider apart than her shoulders now. If the girls at yoga could see me now!, Dana smirked. “Oh, she likes that”, cooed Sara. She was closer by than before. Dana had been distracted and hadn’t noticed that Sara had gotten up from sitting in the chair. Sam stepped away. Dana was standing freely, in the pose given to her, feeling mightily exposed. And excited. There were hands on her. Finger tips, actually. It was impossible to tell to whom they belonged. The fingers were touching, feeling, and adjusting her pose. Lifting her camisole to see under. Then they stopped. After a minute, “Not bad”, approved Sara. “But too covered. Sam, remove that.” Dana felt Sam behind her again - his hard stiffness poking into the back of her thigh - run his fingers over her stomach, to the bottom of her camisole. Dana inhaled sharply as he did. Sara tsked disapprovingly but with an amused tone. Sam raised the camisole over her body, making sure his hands were in maximum contact with Dana’s body - particularly her breasts. Dana tried to quell the quiver she felt go through her whole body. Sam removed the camisole, replacing her hands as he took the straps off. She felt the coolness against her back when he disconnected from her. She was sure her nipples were rock hard even though she couldn’t see them. She imagined that Sara was in her chair, sipping her wine and watching the show. Dana found herself wanting to put on a good show, and unconsciously stood a little straighter, checking that her hips and chin were in the correct position. She then felt Sam kneeling behind her placing his forearm across her belly, and using his other to raise one of her feet. He removed her knickers from the raised leg, then gently replaced it. He repeated the removal with the other side, though she noticed that his hand was placed squarely over her crotch this time. Sara tsked, catching this as well. To which, Sam replied, “Apologies, mistress.” “Here, Sam”, Sara said, and Dana caught the sound of her knickers being thrown to Sara. It’s true what they say about some senses becoming heightened when others are deprived. Dana felt very exposed; very vulnerable. She could not feel Sam nearby. “You dirty little slut! Your knickers are soaked!” This hit Dana like a slap. She stood straighter. Dana heard the noises telling her that Sara had stood and was approaching. Her pulse sped up. She felt a real slap on her bottom. A stinging one that made her lose her balance and take a step forward as she yelped. “Stop that! Stand back at inspection!” said Sara. Dana recovered - embarrassed and a little confused - but tried to snap back into her pose. She felt Sara’s strong hand on her sharply adjusting her pose. Not nearly as gentle as Sam had been. “Let’s try that again, you filthy thing.” Slap! Dana jumped a little, but kept her balance. She didn’t yelp exactly, but made a noise. Slap! This one harder, and in the same spot. Somewhat proudly, Dana didn’t think she moved or made a noise that time. Slap! Slap! “Better.” Dana was breathing heavily through her nose to make sure she didn’t make any noise. She was very turned on by the slaps. She felt Sara hand suddenly between her legs. “THAT is an impressive amount of wet!” said Sara. She felt Sara wipe the wetness across her bottom, as she also grasped it and ran her hands over her bottom to the top of her thighs. “She’s as filthy as your cock, Sam”, Sara said slowly Dana felt Sara move to her front, and both hands on the top of her thighs. Sara’s hands worked their way up, brushing her exposed labia while pressing harder on her swollen clit. They travelled across her stomach - taught in this position - to her breasts. She grabbed these firmly. Dana relished this direct, firm touch after standing exposed but excited for so long. She suddenly felt Sara’s mouth on hers. Sara’s tongue forced its way into Dana’s mouth while Sara’s hand went to Dana’s hand pressing her head into Sara’s kiss and also locking/pulling her hands down slightly giving Sara complete control. Her left hand was now pinching Dana’s left nipple. Hard. A pain that Dana recognized, but didn’t mind. Dana realised her eyes were open, but unseeing under the mask. She panted heavily as Sara’s mouth left hers. Sara’s one hand was still in the back of Dana’s head, controlling her arms and upper body. Her other hand released her nipple - causing a fresh pain - and went to her crotch. Dana inhaled sharply when she felt Sara’s finger enter her. “You are a dripping, slutty mess. Aren’t you?” Dana was panting as if she was at her high impact gym class. Barely aware that Sara was speaking directly to her. The slap across her face shocked her more than it hurt. “AREN’T YOU?” repeated Sara. “y - yes”, said Dana. She could feel the wetness on her cheek from the slap. Dana started to explain about her hyperhidrosis, but felt another slap across the face as she started. “On your knees.” Ordered Sara, pulling her downwards from Dana’s hands in back of her head. Sara awkwardly went to her knees, trying not to fall while her hands were above her head. It reminded her of the squats her trainer had her do at gym. She barely kept her balance, but landed hard on her knees. She pulled her knees together to give herself better support. This earned a hard slap across the thighs from Sara. “Keep those knees apart, slut.” “Back straight.” Slap across the breast. “Chin up.” Slap across the face. Dana felt each slap as an electric current from the slapping point directly to her clit. She felt a tear roll down her cheek. Was she crying?? No, she wasn’t crying, exactly, it was a release of sorts. “Sam!” Dana felt Sam’s presence standing next to Sara. “Sam, clean that filthy cock of yours.” Without preamble, Dana had Sam’s dick filling her entire mouth. Sara had move beside her. Again, her hands were controlling Dana’s on the back of her head. Dana felt that Sam’s cock in her mouth was not as hard as it was against the back of her thighs earlier. She loved sucking on it and wanted to make it rock hard again. From her position, and Sam’s movements, she could tell that Sam was standing the attention position she had been in moments ago, and that Sara had one hand on Sam’s bottom. It may have been Sam’s dick, and Dana’s mouth, but it was Sara’s blowjob. Sara was controlling it. “You are an amateur at this, aren’t’ you, slut?” Sara addressed Dana. Dana nodded; her mouth full of cock. “For fuck sake. Do I have to do everything?” With that, Sara yanked off Dana’s mask. Somehow, she felt more embarrassed with the mask off - feeling exposed with so much penis greedily in her mouth. It was illogical, but no one had ever seen her like this before. She pulled Sam out of Dana’s mouth. (Dana found herself reluctant to let it out!) Sam’s now rock-like penis flipped against her face as it snapped to its natural attention, leaving a smudge of precome on Dana’s cheek. Sara pushed her face on top of Sam’s near-vertical hardness. Looking at Dana with intent, she took only the head into her mouth and shot out her tongue to wrap along the bottom of his penis. She repeated this slowly, while looking at Dana. She released Sam’s dick and used her hand to insert it back into Dana’s open mouth. Dana kept her eyes locked onto Sara for confirmation and tried to repeat the movements she had been taught. “That’s better. Back and forth. Cup your tongue slightly under the head. Give the base of the head a little flick every once in a while. Increase the pressure of your lips on the top when you do this. Rock your chin up and down just slightly.” “Good slut.” Sara pulled Sam’s dick out of Dana’s mouth and placed it back into her own for a few cycles. Then she pushed her mouth slowly down his dick. Dana’s eyes went wide with this mew movement. Sara’s lips went all the way to the base! Dana had never deepthroated before. A couple of guys asked, and she had tried once, but it did not end well. And Sam’s was longer than that guys! (And thicker.) Sara read the concern on Dana. Releasing the hard cock between them, Sara said Go as far as you can. It will take practice.” Dana eagerly took the cock back into her mouth. It tasted slightly differently this time. She wasn’t sure if it was saltier from more precome, or the taste of Sara’s saliva on it. Dana repeated the first lesson, with her tongue and her lips, and then pressed her lips forward at an angle so that the Sam’s head was pressing into her inner cheek. That earned her a sharp yank on her hands in back of her head, and a slap across her breast. “No!” said Sara. “Do it properly. Straight in toward your throat. Just go as far as you can.” Dana found the slaps confusingly exhilarating, if a bit painful. She realised that so did Sam, as she felt a slight tremor through her mouth via his dick. She had nearly forgotten about Sam. She did the technique as Sara had shown her. Slowly. Adding the tongue flick at the head base. After 3 or 4 times, she did realise - with pride - that she was going deeper than she ever had before. On the 5th trip down the shaft she felt a different tremor. A more familiar one, accompanied with a groan from Sam above her. She tasted the saltiness a split second before she found herself sprawled sideways on the floor. Sara had pushed her out of the way and was now sucking Sam dry. Dana watched in awe as Sara was pulling on Sam’s balls - not gently - while pushing her face in Sam’s crotch. Sam’s face was contorting more than his body. Poor Sam, she realised had endured a good 20 minutes of power blowjobs from two mouths and had barely uttered a sound. Sam didn’t seem to be stopping any time soon, and Sara was not releasing him - from her mouth or his balls from her hand. Sam’s muscles were straining as his midsection convulsed, yet he held his attention pose as much as he was able to. He locked his eyes onto Dana. Not knowing what else to do, Dana returned to her kneeling attention pose, watching intently as Sam emptied himself into Sara. Dana wondered what was next.

13 January 2021

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As i walked through the book store, i seen a bondage book that caught my eye. I picked it up​ and started flicking​ through the pages of all the different​ types of bondage and fetishes that was within​ the book, my eyes widened with curiosity and questions ran through my head. I heard a mans cough right behind me which startled me and i drop the book. I turned and looked at the gentlemen as he leant down picked​ up​ the book, a slight shade​ of red came over my face as i felt like i was looking at something i shouldn't been. The tall dark hair gentlemen wearing a dark charcoal suit, looked at the cover of the book and then looked me, he could tell i was nervous​ and visibly embarrassed over having looked at the book. He smiled at me as he tried handing the book back to me. I quickly came flustered and said "Oh no its not mine umm it fell off the shelf" as i quickly​ turned an walked as fast as i could out the store. The gentlemen​ was left standing holding the book he walked up to the counter​ and purchase​ it. He grabbed his black pen from his suit pocket and started to write inside the front index page of the book he placed it into a brown paper bag. He walked out the shop looking to see if he could see where the woman had taken off too. Over​ the other side of the street​ he seen her walking into a coffee shop, he walked over to the shop there was a waitress outside " excuse me Miss can you please give this to the lady that is standing at the counter​ ordering" the waitress smiled "certinally Sir" as she took the package from his hands. "Can i get a take away half strength latte, with one raw sugar thanks" As i waited for my order my mind went back to some of the imagines​ i had seen in the bondage book. I felt a tap on the shoulder which snap me out of my thoughts. " your latte Ms plus a gentleman​ asked me to give you this" as she handed over s brown paper package. I looked puzzled​ at her and turned as i walked out with my coffee and the package. I walked​over to my car got in and undid​ the brown paper and seen it was the exact bondage book i had looked at in the store. I looked around to see if i could see the tall dark haired​ man in the suit but i couldn't. I placed the book on the passenger​ side​ seat as i drove home. When i got home i placed the book on the kitchen table and started​ cleaning the house. Later that evening, i went to turn the kitchen light off to go lay in bed,​ my eyes glanced over at the bondage book. I walked over grabbed it and took it to bed with me. As i got comfortable​ in bed i turned the first page of the book and seen black pen writing. It read as follow..... Curiosity​ is nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed​ of. This book can open your mind to a wonderful exciting​ experience. All you need is to submit to your desires and fantasy. From Mr D PS. If your looking for a teacher in this area,​ i can help you open your eyes. As i looked at the bottom he had placed his mobile​ number there. My heart raced​ really fast and i felt the heat rising to my face. I placed the book on my side table turned the light off and rolled over to go to sleep. As i laid in the darkness listening to the clock​ tick,​ ​ my mind wandered​ back to the tall dark haired man in the suit earlier that day. How good looking he was, how his deep blue eyes looked, how the smell of his​ spiced cologne smelt. As i drifted​ off to sleep. I suddenly woke at 3 am gasping​ for air with my skin felt like ice had been rubbed all over, the dream of Mr D​ pulling my hair, spanking my arse as he whisper in my ear as he fucked me doggy style, that i was a dirty little slut. Made my knickers wet and my body wanting more. I took a sip of water that i had next to my bed and tried to calm myself down but i could feel my nipples were errect and i was highly aroused. I slide my hand into my knickers and started rubbing my clit and mentally​ picturing Mr D i could feel how wet i was getting as i got faster rubbing my back started to arch as i was so turned​ on i squirted as i cummed. I was in complete shock but excitement, I had never cummed like that before and i was left exhausted of how big of a orgasm that was. The next morning i was at work taking client calls and ordering medical stock. I couldnt help but keep thinking back to what happened​ over​ night. I couldnt concentrate​ on work, all i kept thinking was i wanted to call Mr D. I wanted him to teach me everything, i wanted that dream to come true. As soon as im my shift ended i went straight home.​ i grabbed Mr D mobile number and started to text him. Hi Mr D just wanted to say thank you for the book, it was very unexpected but very interesting.​ I would like to learn more if your offer still stands. Yours Ms S. I stared​ at the send button for what felt like eternity as my cat jumped​ on my lap my finger hit send. Shear panick came over me, what have i done, i dont know this man he could be a murder.​ I started pacing the floor then i heard​ my phone ding with a message i looked at the message it was from Mr D. I'm​ glad you have opened you mind to the possibility of bondage. Meet me tonight at 8pm at the chinese restaurant. You are to wear a little black​ dress, white bra and white g- string. hair up in a ponytail. Dont be late. You are to text back Yes Sir to comfirm. I could feel my heart beating really fast and my hands were shaking but my mind kept thinking of that dream i had the night before. I texted him back with​ Yes Sir. I ran straight to my room rummaging​ through my wardrobe throwing​ all my black dresses on the bed "no... no... no, oh yes this one". I looked through my underwear draw for white bra n g-string, finding a lace set i had brought ages ago​ but hadnt wore yet. I jumped into the shower shaved everything​ and washed my hair.​ As i was drying my hair i remember​ he stated he wanted a ponytail. So i placed​ it into ponytail​ and applied​ my makeup. I placed my underwear on, then sprayed myself with perfume before i placed my little black dress on. I gave a once over in the mirror and then seen the clock,​ it was 730pm. "oh shit, im going​ to​ be late if i dont hurry". I got to the Chinese​ restaurant with 2 min to spare​ i quickly adjusted myself in my car window reflection​ took a big breath in held it for a few seconds the exhaled. As i walked over to the chinese restaurant. I received​ a text from Mr D. ​ Find a booth at the back of​ restaurant​ where its quiet take a seat and remove your gstring you have 10 minutes to do so. The waitress walked me to a centre​ table i seen a empty booth in the back corner​ "umm may i have the booth over there please" as i pointed to where i was talking about. She nodded and took me there. I sat down i was so nervous​ about removing​ my underwear​in a public place but also excited​ at the same time i wiggled down my g string then placed it on my lap. Just as i looked up Mr D was standing right infront of me he was wearing a black​ suit with black and silver pinstripe​ tie.​ He sat down next to me in the booth he placed​ a brief​ case on the seat next to him, he looked at me " white wine?" I opened​ my mouth but nothing came out all i could do was nod. He passed me a menu as he told the waitress​ to bring a bottle of sparkling​ white wine.​ He leaned over closer​ to my ear ."have you done what i asked little one"​ i smiled and nodded as i showed him my hand holding​ my white g strings, he grabbed it from my hand​ and placed it in his suit pocket and leaned in kissed my cheek " good girl"​ as the waitress came back with the wine. Those 2 little words good girl sparked a fire within me all i wanted was to please him i wanted more. The waitess took our food order and left. Mr D shifted his body slighly to mine his hand went to my knee gently rubbing it. He spoke softly so only i could hear him. " I want you to open your legs"​ i looked him in the eyes with a slight hesitation "what are you"​ and before i could finish my sentence​ ​ he grabbed my knee with his hand pulling it quickly​ n firmly over so my legs were parted. "Rules 0ne i ask you do something​ you do it understand?". I nodded as i could feel his hand slide under my dress rubbing my top of my thigh. "Good girl... now you are going to sit there and keep your composer without making a sound. Do i make myself clear?". I nodded again and as soon as i looked him in the eyes i felt his finger​ slide​ into my damp pussy. I could feel the warmth of my juices over his finger as he finger​ fucked me under the table. I was trying so hard to focus​ on not moaning but my heart was racing so fast and my breath was rapid. I quickly grabed the glass of wine drinking it as my mouth needed something​ to focus​ on. I could feel myself about to climax completely​ beyond​ my control as soon as i got to the almost breaking point the waitess came with our food and he stopped suddenly​ i was left in a state oh high arousal wanting him to do more . After we ate dinner Mr opened his brief case and got out 2 peices of paper, he handed one to me and a​ black pen​ and kept the other for himself he clicked his pen. "This is a bdsm check​ list, we are going to go through each one,​ you tell me if you have or haven't​ done it and if you havent is it something​ you want to try" I looked at how long the list was as it was alphabetical​ some words i had no clue what they were but we slowly went throught it. A few things i had tried like blindfolded​ and anal sex but there were so many on this list that made me curious. Once the list was finished he pulled out another peice of paper it was a Dom/​ sub contract and rules he said i didnt need to sign it yet but to look it over any questions​ to ask. I smiled and took it folded it up placed in my phone​ case. He waved the waiter over "Bill please and a bottle to take with us also". I looked at him, i was feeling i little tipsy but i was making sure i didnt get too drunk. I still need to be careful​ about him, i dont know him well enough to put my gaurd down just yet. Mr D got up placed his hand out for mine and helped me to my feet. We headed out the door it was late around 11pm i thought he was just going to say goodbye when he asked if he could take me for a drive he wanted to show me something. "Okay sure"​ as i smiled at him. He pointed to his car it was a​ black SUV​ with tinted windows, he opened the door as i hoped in he walked around got in the drivers seat. He drove for what seemed like 15 minutes to a building that had blacked out windows with XXX on them and huge sign PRIVATE​ please park around back.​ I looked over at him he had this blank hard to read look which was frustrating​ me. "What is the place?" I asked.he look over​ at me "i want you to come with me you are to watch but not say a word. Keep an open mind to what your about to see"​ i nodded once again. He took me by then hand and lead me past the security gaurd, through the door. it was dark with low lighting it smelt like leather and oils of some sorts​ he walked me to a room where a​ naked girl was chained by her hands n feet in the middle​ of a room with a guy wearing just pants he smiled at me and i blushed as i must had been evidently​ staring​ at him. He walks over to Mr D and hands him a whip. Mr D looked over his shoulder pointed to the chair at the back of the room. I went and sat as MrD​ took off his tie n shirt his body was perfection i bite my lip as i imagine​ my hands all over his body. I watch him walking over to the chained nakid girl​ " are you​ ready?" She looked at him and said yes sir. " remember​ your safe words" again she replied yes sir. Then within that moment he raised the whip and struck her bare arse over and over again. I could see the redness on her from where i was siting. MrD​ started rubbing her arse with his hand but watching my reaction. I felt like i was being tested, i sat as i watched him touch her, wishing it was me he was touching. He signal​ the other guy to lower her chains so she could move. Mr D told the girl to kneel she did as she was​ told. " what do you say now slut"​ she looked up at him and told him thank you sir. He placed his hand on her head. "good lil​ slut, now show​ me how your going to thank me"​ ​ she reached up to Mr D zipper of his pants and started to get his cock out. she and started sucking him off, I instantly became​ jealous​ over this i didnt even want to watch anymore. He faced fucked her as he then turned to me. I couldnt stand this any longer. I got up and walked out back the way he had brought me in i asked the security​ gaurd what suburb​ i was in so i could call a taxi. He stood​ there not saying a word. I yelled at him "please​ i just want to leave"​ again nothing so i started walking down​ to the front i looked up n down the street no one insight. Just then Mr D yelled "Stop​ where​ are you going?".​ I ignored​ him he then grabbed me by the hand and span me around​ to face him. "get your hands off me" i yelled, he took​ his hand from me​"get in my car NOW, I'll​ will take you to your car" i knew i had no choice but to let him take me, so i got in the car and sat looking​ out the side​ window.​ He started driving back towards the chinese restaurant​ where we were at earlier that evening​ and pulled over at the carpark.​ I went to get out the door but it was locked. "please let me out"​ he sat quiet not saying a word but not letting me out either. "Are you deaf?" i replied​ he laughed at me "whats so funny?, i dont find this amusing".​ He turned and looked at me " your a fiesty one​ i like it"​ i looked in disbelief at his response then i let him have it " fiesty what the fuck, you buy me a book say you want to teach me, you take me out to dinner, finger fucked me in the restaurant. Then take me to some bondage room where you whipped a nakid girl than you got a blow job from your little whore. Im not someone to be shared around like some peice of meat"​ he started laughing​ at me. "Your jealous​ over her she is NOT my whore. I was leant her to show you what you can expect​ from me without me putting you in physical​ harm"​ i was takem bavk by this and sat quiet did i get this wrong. I looked back over at him "so she isnt like yours"​ ​ he smirked​ at me, he placed his finger to my lip. "NO you are the one i want as mine" he leant in and kissed​ me like i had never been kissed​ before. It took my breath away i wanted to jump him right there and then i placed my hand on his shirt to unbuttoned​ it but his hand stop me "Not yet lil one all in good time​ i want you to drive home text me good night Sir when you get there and then read the rules of the contract i gave you, am i clear?"​ As he kissed my forehead​ i smiled " yes Sir clear"​ the door unlocked i got out the car and walked to mine he watched me get into my car and drove off. As soon as i got home i laid on my bed picked​ up my mobile Good night MrD​ i texted Good night lil one he replied. The next morning i woke with a smile on my face. I looked at my phone from a message​ MrD​ good morning​ hope you slept well​ please go over your rules and let me know if you have questions. I will call mid morning​ Mr D. I grabbed​ the peice of paper started​ readings rules 1. Safty words to be used​ within all play red= STOP yellow=slow or almost at limit 2. Questions​ are to be asked if unsure do NOT assume. 3. You will always address me as Sir from now on 4. Permission​ is needed for Anything​ sexual. This may include​ dressing or wearing hair as per Sir request 5. No speaking​ with other Doms. 6. You are to complete daily or weekly​ task set by Sir as soon as convenient. 7. Probationary​ period of​ 3 month's at any stage submissive​ can call quits. However​ after this you will be sir's​ submissive​ untill he release​ you. Please sign bring to next meeting. These rules seemed fair i thought, but i wonder what​ he means by daily or weekly task set. Around​ 10 am the phone rang. " hello" " its me have you​ read your rules and signed​ them?" "Yes ive read them​ but before i sign what are Task?" I heard him laugh on the other end i felt like i was asking a stupid question. So i decided​ to be a little cheeky brat " well questions​ 2 states​ ask questions and​ not assume​ anything​ so im asking please dont laugh at me" He stop there was a pause " very well, task are things i will want you to do. For example​ im going to go shortly,​ if u agree to the rules your first​ task will​ be to wear​ skirt no underwear. i will expect​ a photo for proof" I sat for a second "okay i agree and will sign" He waited on the phone then coughed " your breaking a rule already, your first punishment​ is to go lay on your bed put me on speaker phone play with yourself untill your going to cum. BUT DO NOT CUM. You are to do this 5 times now say thank you​ Sir and do it" I was in shocked ive only just got these dam rules i sighed "yes Sir​ thank you Sir" He stayed on the phone as i went laid on my bed i placed the phone next to me on speaker phone. I started​ touching​ myself i felt so wet and i was so horny knowing he was listening to me play and moan I got right to climax​ point and Sir said "Stop now wait​ 30 second​ do it again" all i wanted​ was to cum but i was determined​ to follow​ his rules​ " yes Sir " i said breathlessly. I did this another 3 times but it was getting​ hard to stop​ i just wanted to cum​ so bad now. "Sir can i just cum pleaseee i beg you, i dont know if i can hold it off one more time" . I heard him laughed wickedly . "NO you can not and will NOT cum understood? " i was so annoyed by this​ but i did what he asked as i started rubbing again all​ i kept thinking is how bad i wanted to cum. Just as i hit that point of climaxing​ i heard Sir say STOP now but i couldnt hold it any longer​ i screamed "oh my fucking​ god, im soooo sorry sir but it just happened" I heard the phone go dead he had hung up on me. I tried to call him straight back, no answer. Couple hours went by, i still did the skirt no pantie task and texted him a picture​ for proof but again no answer. I was getting slightly​ frustrated​ and concerned he would never talk.to me again. Untill i got a message finally from him. Meet me tonight at the bondage club you are to bring the rules signed and to wear the following​ black​ bra and black g-string a coat​ covering nothing more. hair up in 2 pony tails be at the club at 9 pm do not be late you will recieve punishment​ that fits the crime to being disobedient. Oh no what​ am i going to have happen to me .

12 January 2021

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It was a Friday afternoon, great weather and we hadn’t seen each other for a week. To say that I was feeling frustrated and horny was an understatement. There was no way in hell I was going to tell him though. We’d had a disagreement that led to a fall out and although we had spoken on the phone it just wasn’t the same. I felt so distant from him and so bored within myself. We were both feeling the strain. There had been no time for Sir and sub. No time for stepping outside our comfort zone and doing things we definitely shouldn’t be doing. I expressed this the night before that I was bored, not with him of course, he is far from boring but just in general due to lack of play. I had been somewhat abrupt and dismissive with him all day. I’ve never done horny or hungry well and this was no exception. Due to a split shift I had several hours to kill. I spent time in the park in the city near where we both worked and we chatted a little on the phone. It was good to hear his voice. I’d just got up to walk back when he called me, ‘I just drove past the square and couldn’t see you. Where are you now’? He asked in a tone that I’d heard so many times before. The one that went straight through me and awakened the submissive within that belonged only to him. He knew what I needed. Regardless of what I call him he was still my Sir and knew everything about me, my needs, and often before I realised I needed them myself. ‘In eight minutes I will pick you up, understand?’ He said in his playful yet dominant manner. ‘What do you mean pick me up? From where?’ I asked surprised to say the least. I had no idea we were catching up anytime in the near future, let alone right this minute. ‘Anywhere you happen to be, wait for me where you are, I will call you very soon Cutie’. True to form he called me, I told him where I was, he saw me waiting and pulled up. I got into the his car, smiling at each other as we said hello, or should I say smirking, we headed off into the peak hour traffic. There has never been anything awkward between us. We have always been very relaxed and natural together. Exchanging pleasantries at first I eventually asked, ‘Where are we going?’ His smirk returned, followed by a broader smile and that’s when I knew for sure. ‘We’re going to fuck aren’t we?’ In his very specific Sir tone he firmly told me, ‘Yes. You are very horny, frustrated, extremely grumpy and I definitely need to be inside you.’ My pussy immediately throbbed as I shifted slightly in my seat and without hesitation I smirked in return. I looked across from the turning lane he had pulled into and saw the cemetery. He was watching me as a huge smile came across both our faces as he undid pants, pulled my hand across to take his cock and had to catch his breath at the instant response of his cock from my very knowing touch. Although he could speak directly to my core to make me want him, I too knew his body oh so well. Turning into the cemetery we drive slowly following the path toward the back. I lean over and take Sirs cock in my mouth. It felt like forever since we had been like this. Just the two of us knowing we are about to do something forbidden and frowned upon, not to mention illegal should we be caught. The rest of our hectic world was far behind us. This right here, this is our escape, our relief, our distraction from reality. This is our biggest addiction; each other. No one else does what we do with us. Sure there’s probably someone out there but we are yet to meet them and fuck like we do. Sirs cock was so hard, so hot, he softly stroked my hair and told me, ‘My good girl.’ My heart and pussy responded in unison, damn I needed to be fucked by this man. Driving a bit further and Sir suddenly said with urgency, ‘Keep your head down’. I stayed down as far as I could with my face in his lap and his hard cock in my throat, just managing to breathe through my nose while Sir tried to quickly put his seatbelt back on. ‘There’s a cop, oh fuck it’s a dead end and I have to turn around, just stay down as far as you can’ he said half laughing in disbelief but calm. We drove slowly past the cop who was in a four wheel drive so he was up high and could see directly into the car. He couldn’t miss the fact I was there and face down on his cock. The cop looked at me, then to Sirs uniform, then both men made eye contact. The slightest smirk came across both of them and with a flick of his wrist the cop waved us on. Once we were well and truly past him Sir and I burst out laughing saying, ‘Fuck that was so close, how the fuck would we have explained that?’ The adrenaline had seriously kicked in now and we were pumped to fuck. Sir found a spot to pull up, we got out of the car making our way over to a bench underneath a tree, surrounded by headstones, my pants were swiftly pulled down as I bent over the bench with his cock at the edge of my pussy. Sir rubbed it hard and fast and it took less than ten seconds for me to be cumming over my pants, his shirt and pants, both of us letting out a moan in relief. Next thing I felt him slide his cock in carefully and deeply, sighing and appreciating the feel of me as he gripped the flesh of my hip with one hand and ran his wet hand up my back around to my breast, back to my hip gripping both sides now he began to pound me. ‘Fuck’, I growled while panting, inwardly, silently begging for more and more, god I needed him inside me. No one fucks me like him. I can feel my orgasm building fast. I’ve been so hungry for him and my Sir can feel it as my pussy tightens, clenching around his cock. ‘Oh YES, good girl, you cum for me,’ he said, his breathing erratic. ‘Oh my god I need it Sir,’ I said as I pushed back against him over and over. I came hard and loud, fuck he turns me on. ‘Turn around, I want to kiss you’ he says as he pulls out and I am on my back laying on the width of the bench. With his cock straight back in he’s fucking me slower while perfect, gentle kisses are placed on my mouth. I’ve missed him so much. ‘You are my girl’, he whispers against my mouth between kisses and my heart melts. We are both breathless with emotion and hedonistic pleasure. We stayed like that for quite a while, neither of us wanting to give up the moment. Reality eventually returns and reminds us of where we actually are as we make eye contact and smirk, knowing each other’s thoughts. No words need to be spoken. We fucking love it. ‘You need to cum again’ he said as he leaned back holding both legs high behind my knees, one leg up on the bench and grinded his cock hard inside me until he felt me cumming and stayed deep as I squirted over his cock, his balls, our pants on the ground. It was hot as fuck. Turning me over again he spanked my arse and pounded me, then slowed it down, then pumped again. ‘Head up and look straight ahead’, he said and I could hear him smiling as I saw the cyclists going past us on a nearby track. The two men looked across, smiled and kept on their way. ‘Knees up on the bench’ Sir commanded me in his full dominant tone. Fucking me hard and fast not giving up the pace I knew then we were not far from cumming. I held back till I knew he was close and I couldn’t hold back anymore. With heavy breathing and a barely audible whimper I let him know, ‘I’m cumming Sir’. He fucked me harder still and then held inside me as he breathed heavy, groaning loudly ‘Oh yeah, there it is’. We stayed like that for a while as Sir stroked my back with his fingertips and told me how hot our sex was, that I was still and always will be his girl, his good girl, no matter what happens. Redressing and now back in the car we drove out of the cemetery gates just as that same cop looking straight ahead drove in again. We both laughed as he dropped me at work. Kissing me sweetly with his hand at the back of my head he said ‘Bye cutie’. My heart was full with that comment, my body sated as I kissed him back and said, ‘Bye Sir’.

9 January 2021

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Catherine was an attractive woman, in her early forties, some would call her a fit-mum or hot-wife. A little on the larger side after having kids, she made a real effort to get back in shape when she hit forty. Now she was always exercising and never without her Lorna Jane running tights and sports top. While a health thing, in reality, it was a desperate attempt to gain her husband's sexual attention. Alas it failed, he was more interested in work and rugby. To be honest she only stayed with him because he was a good father to their teenage kids. While a failure of sorts, she derived great pleasure from the number of men who stared at her curves while jogging. This had a little to do with her now incredible body, and more to do with her jogging in 'no-show's' and ass hugging tights pulled up way too high, producing an incredible camel-toe! A conservative middle class woman In a sexual drought during her prime, Catherine had been disturbed by recurring fantasies of a stranger having his way with her. As she read more, she realised she wasn't sick, and didn't want such a thing to actually happen. Her fantasies were more her subconscious's way of saying, step outside your comfort zone and try something different. She wanted, no, actually, she needed a respectful man to take charge, be dominant and have his way with her. Someone who could take control, but in such a way that she wanted to submit completely. Above all she was tired of coming home from her morning run and masturbating in the shower while fantasising about a handsome stranger dragging her into the bushes while jogging. Unable to do anything with her husband, she bit the bullet and joined an adult dating site where she soon found a married man, Jeffrey. A true gentleman with a rough edge, they had met for coffee. Catherine couldn't believe how well they got on, she talked about her fantasy. Discussing every detail, they agreed to play out her fantasy for their first sexual encounter. Early Saturday evening found Catherine busy fluttering around the house sipping chardonnay in her customary tights and sports top. The butterflies in her stomach were driving her wild. Her husband and kids were away for the weekend and Jeffrey was due any minute. Her body tingled all over and she was swollen and moist with anticipation. With a creaking sound, she heard the front door open and close. Not wanting to spoil what he had planned she turned her back and made busy humming to herself. Suddenly a hand covered her mouth and one held her arms tight against her body. "Be quite and no one gets hurt", whispered the voice. She nodded excitedly as he reached down her tights, tore the lacy g-string off and stuffed it in her mouth. He then placed duct tape over her mouth and bound her wrists behind her. Turning around she was taken back by the balaclava. A little realistic and not what they discussed, it was still exciting. Mmmmm, she knew that scent anywhere, polo by Ralph Lauren. Jeffrey had a touch of class about him and those dark warm eyes. This was a very caring man. He pulled her tights down and she stepped out of them. "Mmm mmm" he mumbled as he slid a finger between her lips and savoured her sweet sexual aroma, before ripping her sports top open and pinching both nipples firmly causing them to harded and send tingling pulses through her body. It hurt but she was unable to scream and so excited and swollen she didn't care. He lead her to the master bedroom where he threw her on the bed like a rag doll. Parting her thighs he slid down to taste her. "Ohhh, he's freshly shaven, and thank God I waxed the other day " she thought as his lips met her labia. Gently he licked around her pussy exciting every nerve in her body. This was the sort of thrill she was looking for. He parted her legs further and lifted them pushing her knees to her chest. She knew how exposed she looked like this and he took in the view. Pert little breasts with firm nipples, a swollen pussy, with hardened clit poking out begging for attention. And of course her tight little freckle. Just as she hoped, he started licking her clitoris. Gently up and over from the bottom. Running his tongue around her magic spot. Sucking her clit into his mouth, he started flicking his tongue over the tip. The anticipation, the stimulation and the feeling of being so vulnerable combined to push her over the edge. Her body exploded in convulsions of extacy. He backed off and stroked her beautiful creamy thighs as her shaking subsided. Again she wondered why it took her so long to act on her fantasy. This was the best orgasm she'd had in years! With her body calmed he slid two fingers in her moistness and started rubbing that spot inside. Gentle, slow and rhythmical to begin with, he slowly gained speed and intensity. Catherine couldn't concentrate now, she could only feel the pleasure building deep within her. As if he was reading her mind he slid his thumb up and pressed firmly on her clit. She tried to moan but the sound stayed in her. This is going to be huge she thought. At that point he swapped his thumb for his tongue and her body exploded again. The spasms ripping through her sweaty body causing her to thrust her pussy into his face, grinding the fingers deeper in her. She thrust her pussy in his face again and again. This climax wasn't going to stop! As she struggled for breath her pleasure subsided as gently as calm waters lapping on a lake shore. She watched as he unbuckled his belt and removed his trousers. 'Oh my God' his cock was bigger than the pictures he'd sent! Next came the shirt, she could see his body standing over her ready for his final lustful act. Still bound, she was his virtual sex doll to do with, and fuck anyway that took his fancy. Placing her legs over his shoulders he parted her labia and placed the head of penis between. Slowly he slid the head in, opening her up as she arched her back and squirmed with pleasure. But he didn't plunge in, he was a tease and pulled back leaving her wanting more. Starting a SLOW rhythm, he re-entered but only head deep. Catherine tried to wiggle and thrust her hips to get deeper but couldn't. Had her arms been free she'd have pulled him deeper in her. After multiple strokes like this, he looked her in the eyes, seeing her lust and longing. She saw the caring eyes of a man who knew exactly how to please a woman. The next thrust was again slow, stretching her open, but this time he kept going deeper and deeper. All the way in. She was stretched open in every direction and engulfed by an almost painful full feeling. Alas he withdrew and the next stroke only went head deep. This drove her crazy. She wanted to scream 'fuck me!' but couldn't. He continued this torment for at least five minutes. Entering her head deep a few times, then taking a slow deep stroke on occasion. Every so often, hard and fast he thrust all the way in, to Catherine's extatic moans. Gradually the shallow strokes became fewer, replaced by firm deep rhythmical strokes. Each one touching and stretching every surface in her pussy. He gradually gained pace, hitting deep inside her, staring equally as deep into her eyes and soul. There was a growing connection and this was becoming equal parts a mental and physical fuck. Her moans and cries of extacy all the while muffled by panties and duct tape. Eventually he withdrew and rolled her on her side, lifted her leg and thrust himself into her sideways. Was it his smooth cock rubbing her g-spot continually or the fact he must have been an inch deeper in her? The point was mute as her next climax gripped his penis so tight he couldn't thrust any more. Finally he rolled her onto her stomach grabbed her petite hips and lifted her onto her knees. With a firm push from behind she was bent over grinding her face and breasts into the dooner. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she thought. He didn't need to be asked, her beautiful bum and pussy in front of him was all the invitation he needed. Slowly he entered her again with long, firm strokes that rubbed hard on her g-spot and stretched her pussy to its limits. As he gained pace she climaxed again. She was ready to stop, her body was exhausted, but he kept going. He grabbed her long hair and lifted her head off the bed. At the same time he held her bound wrists, forcing her to arch her back and allowing him deeper inside. 'Arghhhhhhhh' she moaned as he used his grip on her to pull her back on his cock, increasing the speed and intensity. 'Arggh-rggh-rggh-rggh' she had lost all sense of her surroundings, her body was being shaken and stimulated. Even her pert breasts were slamming back and forth. Struggling to breath she thought she was going to passout when, as if a spotlight shone on her, for a magic moment everything was calm and still, before exploding into the most intense orgasm of her life. Her body shook violently with his. Her pussy so tight he screamed and couldn't thrust as his cock pumped wave after wave of warm cum in her. He let her go and her body collapsed on the bed, shaking all over she was still impaled on him, her pussy milking every last drop of cum as her muscles continued to contract. Some minutes passed when Catherine, still tingling all over, heard him whisper 'you've been most cooperative ma' am'. He patted her beautiful bottom cheeks and loosened but didn't remove the tape from her wrists. And with a distant click she heard the front door close. Catherine freed her hands and removed the tape and panties from her mouth . Looking down at herself she saw how much juice and cum were dripping from her. Drenched in sweat, she smelt like sex and loved it! She began massaging her pussy with their sexual fluids. She sat up in her marital bed, sipped the last of her chardonnay and felt extreme pride for acting out such a fantasy, daring to have her first ever affair and mostly for having the best sex of her life! She was happy. She thought of Jeffrey and the last two hours of pleasure they'd had and decided to send him a thank you message. As she scrolled to his name her heart stopped and blood froze, a horrific cold chill gripped her. There was an hour old message from Jeffrey, it read "Sorry I can't make it tonight at emergency, daughter has broken leg."

8 January 2021

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So there I was, knocking on Kim’s front door. All last week I had been thinking about this, me and Kim, alone, together having sex with no one else to worry or think about. No expectations but my own. My thoughts were racing as I walked up her driveway and onto the front porch to her door. Since the last time I saw her, whenever I had a chance, I would close my eyes and picture Kim fucking me. Of course, it didn’t turn out right in my mind but the sex was still great. The biggest let down was the lack of the silky smoothness of a woman’s body embracing me. Today I had worn a blouse and no bra and a medium length skirt with an elastic waste. Nothing hard to remove. I had stopped just around the corner from Kim’s house where I took off my panties and with a face towel I had brought for the purpose, tried to wipe off and soak up all the juicy expectations that were flowing from my pussy on the way here. Now, just a few steps from her door, I realized drying myself was a waste of time. I felt like I was soaking wet again - already. Kim was waiting for me. As I reached for her door bell she opened the door. She greeted me with a perfect smile and invited me in. Stupid me quickly looked around behind me and to the street as if to assure myself that no one was watching. Kim saw what I did and reached for my hand and led me thorough the door then closed and locked it and in almost the same movement, she took my bag from my hand and placed it on a little table beside the door. She pulled me to her and I eagerly wrapped my arms around her and our lips met. Two little pecks on the lips than our tongues met and we kissed. I sucked her tongue into my mouth and played with it with mine. We stood there passionately kissing for quite a few minutes, our hands and arms pressing our heads, mouths and bodies together. I don’t remember kissing anyone with such fervor before. Kim eventually pulled away from me for a moment and asked if I was hungry. With a bit of a nervous giggle I told that I was really, really hungry for her and my excitement had overcome any hunger for food. She smiled and said come with me. I instantly thought “I hope so”. She took me to a different room to her bed where we had spent the previous evening together. This room was a very nicely decorated 2nd bedroom. She said the other room was her and Grant’s room. This room was just hers. It made no difference to me. Once inside the room, she sat me down on the bed then knelt down on the floor in front of me, spread my legs apart and moved in between them and close to me. She lifted my skirt and saw my naked pussy. She smiled and bent her head forward and planted a big kiss right on my soaking wet pussy. She pulled back and said to me, “today my beautiful lady, I want you to completely relax and I will do everything”. She said “I will undress you and I will love you and make love to your body and all I want you to do is to relax and respond. Because I in a way “took your virginity” I feel I have to give you more. You have invoked a strange feeling in me that makes me want you so much. I think I had a little too much to drink last Saturday without really know how you felt about women, I probably rushed you and satisfied myself first instead of thinking of you too. I just saw a virgin and I took you without much thought for you. So today, I want your beautiful body and I want to give you everything I can. Of course, you will be able to do whatever you like to me in your turn but I first want to make you come as many times as I can”. I thought to myself, hell, I’m happy with that, just hurry up and fuck me! She then said, “When we meet next time, it will be anything goes. Are you happy with that?” I reached with both hands and held her face in my hands, bent forward, kissed her lips and said “yes, perfectly”. More excitement filled me as I took in the part about “next time”. Today has just begun and she is talking about next time. So then the fun began… Still kneeling in front of me, Kim undid her blouse and took it off. She reached behind her back and took off her bra, her pretty breasts revealed to me again. I reached forward to them and held one in each hand, exploring their smoothness and texture. Her nipples were already hard. Then Kim undid the button on my blouse. She spread my blouse away from my boobs and told me how beautiful they were. She pulled my blouse from my body and we were both there “topless”. She then brought her head to left boob and started kissing and sucking me. She suckled my already hard nipple into her mouth and in very short time it felt as stiff as the ends of a finger. She sucked on it then lightly bit on it. She flicked it with her tongue then bit on it again and (gently) tried to pull it off my breast. My nipple stretched and felt like it buzzed with excitement. Hard and proud it stood out of my breast. I held Kim’s head in place so she would keep ministering to my nipple. She pulled away for a moment and mumbled something about “gorgeous” then she got off her knees, took off her skirt and little pink panties and asked me to move across the bed as she got onto the bed beside me. I had one arm around under her and in this position I could hold her to me. My other arm was in a position where I could caress and do with it whatever I could reach and touch. Kim moved her mouth to my other nipple and sucked it into her mouth – much harder than she had done with the other. She was getting really turned on too! As she sucked my nipple, her hand went down between my legs and I spread them apart to give her free access. In doing so, I felt a little flood of juice trickle from my pussy down to my bum hole. When she reached my pussy she cupped it in her hand and she pulled away from my nipple. She looked at me and said “My god, you are so WET and your pussy feels burning hot!” I said “I have been “hot” all week thinking about you and making myself cum as I thought about your hands, and “other things” touching me... I fucked George every night since all four of us were together. I was feeling so hot for you and your sex and used him as a substitute.” She replied with a full and deeply passionate kiss. Our mouths moved together in harmony as out tongues played. I felt stupidly like a teenager falling in love for the first time. During this passionate kissing, her hand started moving on my pussy. She moved her hand around my pussy lips and got it almost as wet as my pussy. Her hand moved lower and she pressed a finger against my bum hole. She probed at my bum for just a few seconds before pushing a little harder and her finger, lubricated with my juices, slipped a little way into my bum. She slowly pushed her finger in and out of my bum, not deep inside but just a small way. Her finger felt really nice in my bum. Perhaps she wanted my ass too. I was prepared, ready, willing and able to do anything, literally anything she wanted. After a few minutes in my bum, she withdrew her finger and moved her hand back to my pussy lips. Then, a finger was slipped into my cunt. She moved it about a little before I felt my opening being spread even more as a second finger found its way inside me. Oh god! With her fingers in my pussy the top of her palm ground down on my clit as her fingers wiggled inside my pussy. I was so desperate for her and my anticipation of this moment had been building since we walked away from her door last Saturday. My body began to shake as a climax began to build then surge through me. I could not believe how quickly and easily I was cumming. My hips bucked up hard against her hand as I lost control. A gasping cry of relief escaped my mouth as I came. My heart was pounding as I gasped for breath as what must have sounded like whore being “gang banged” as I keep repeating things like “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me, oh my god fuck me, fuck me” came from my mouth. My whole body was shaking. I kept thrusting against her hand as my climax continued. As I started to come down from this high, I realized that I had just had the most intense orgasm I had ever had – ever! I wrapped my arms around Kim and held her close to me. Breast to breast, I felt her warmth against me as her nipples pressed into my body. I felt mine too, hard as nails, stabbing into her body. I felt this was the warmth and tenderness that could only happen between two women. I was in heaven. We lay together for a short while before Kim started again. She moved herself around so her head was right in front of my pussy. She started by kissing me above my mons and then slowly between my legs. I regret to say that she initially avoided my clit, lips and my cunt. What she did was well worth the avoidance as she planted kisses and licked me between my pussy lips and the inner top of my legs. So near and yet so far! She had kept her pussy slightly away from me but I reached for it and she opened her legs to accommodate my hand. I started caressing her pussy. She too was very wet. As she teased me with her mouth, a couple of my fingers found their way into her pussy. Inside her cunt I pushed my fingers and then withdrew them, slowly dragging my palm then fingers up towards the top of her pussy lips, spreading them as my fingers reached her clit and then made circles over and over, around and around on her clit before repeating this “procedure”, fingers down her lips then deeply into her pussy and starting all over again. I was beginning to get desperate for some relief when she eventually placed her mouth right over the top of my pussy and sucked my clit right in to her mouth. She kept her mouth there and made my clit hard, rubbing it with her tongue, sucking it as deep into her mouth as she could and sometimes giving it playful little bites, bites that help edge me closer and closer to another orgasm. It felt wrong but my hand could not keep up its work. Her licking and sucking on my clit had caused my mind to concentrate on what she was doing rather than a “joint” effort, so to speak. Her mouth on my “joint” took precedence over my fingers in her pussy. I did the best I could but my fast approaching climax took over. Again with the shakes and my hips pushing my clit into her face, my cumming started again. I plunged two fingers back inside her cunt and hung on for dear life as I lost it again. Hips thrusting, body shaking, mouth excreting obscenities, I almost got to the final point when again her fingers thrust into my cunt and this exploded through me and sent me over the top again. Too hard to explain but even better than the climax I just had 10 minutes ago! Kim just stayed where she was and very gently sucked away my juices and continued softly pampering my entire pussy region. When I gained a little composure, my mind went back to her pussy and I continued with caressing her. With me doing little else but this probing and clit rubbing, Kim soon stopped what she was doing and laid back and let me continue. She felt wetter than before so I tested and found a way to get a third finger into her beautiful warm wet pussy. I kept my fingers in her cunt and my thumb on her clit and thrust backwards and forwards, fingers into her cunt and thumb relentlessly rubbing on her clit. She moved her body a little and it made my access to her even better. I moved to her and put my mouth right over her clit. As I sucked her clit in and out of my mouth, her hands came and held my head in place, making sure my mouth didn’t leave her love button. I sucked her hard and then I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and put them in my mouth. I wanted to taste her pussy and what our lovemaking was making her taste like. I loved it. I pushed two fingers back into her pussy and tried to find the spot that in my pussy made me squirt. I could not find it but my efforts had another effect. Very soon it was her turn. First her hips started moving in time with my plunging in and out of her. I sucked harder on her clit and in quick time, with breathing short and sharp, she let out a loud moan and cried “Oh Christ” as she came on my mouth and fingers. I kept plunging into her as I replaced my mouth with my other hand and worked hard on her clit until eventually it seemed she could take no more and pushed my hand away. Her climax slowly drifted away and then, without words and like gesture of love, we found and held each others hands. After a few minutes of this beautiful contemplation, Kim turned around so we were face to face, put her arms around me and whispered, “You were beautiful and you are learning so fast. It was just the “best” when you made me cum. I love what we have done so far.”.I felt so proud that I had made such an experienced woman cum. In unison, our lips came together and we had about the sweetest kiss anyone could have. In a little while, she asked how much time I had and I told her I was in no hurry, another couple of hours at least I said. I asked her why and she said if we have the time, she had a special surprise for me. I love surprises. So she said great. Wait here and I will go and get it. For a moment I thought that perhaps her husband Grant was there and he was going to now come in and fuck me with his great big dick. She slid off the bed and said to wait right there and she would be back very soon as she walked out of the room. I just laid there with a million thoughts going through my head think of the things we had just done. Soon she popped her head around the door and said “close your eyes” which I dutifully did. I heard her walk into the room and come and stand beside the bed where she said “You can open them now”. I opened my eyes and there in front of me, Kim was standing there with a big BLUE dildo, shaped like a big cock, somehow held between her legs. I burst out laughing and said “Oh Kim, your clit has grown enormously” and she started laughing too. Of course with her laughing the dildo started wobbling about like a man’s hard on and that made us laugh even more. I reached to take it and realized that it was somehow stuck to her or she had an awfully good grip on it. I sat up and looked at it. Then taking it in my hands, I sort of measured it and it was a little over two of my hand grips long. I asked her what it was exactly, apart from knowing already that is was a cock of some sorts and she said it was a strapless dildo, held in place by her pussy and she wanted to be like a man and fuck me with this cock. Well I said, who am I to say no then I put my mouth over the knob of this big blue cock and started sucking it. I moved my mouth up and down on it as deep as I could but that was not too far. It was fat and long – too much for my mouth but it tasted fine. I sucked it like it was a real cock as Kim held my head and just like a man, tried to shove it as far down my throat as it would go. I dry reached a couple of times and started to cough. Kim immediately stopped trying to fuck my face, said sorry and pushed me back down on the bed. She spread my legs apart, climbed between them and started on my pussy with her hands. She said she thought I was wet enough and brought the dildo close to my pussy. “Take it” she said and “rub it against your beautiful pussy and when you are ready for it, guide it into your pussy”. So I did what she asked. It almost felt like a real cock. The texture was amazing and soon I had plenty of my juices along most of its length. I placed the end of in at my pussy entrance and pushed down a little so it was nicely in place. I looked up at Kim and said “I am ready so pretty please, fuck me with your nice big cock”. Kim smiled as she pressed down against me and the cock slipped a little way into my pussy. Kim withdrew it a little and thrust again. Like a kind man, she was gently wetting her cock and little by little, pushing it deeper and deeper into my cunt. I love the fantastic feeling of my pussy being stretched open to accommodate a big cock and Kim’s cock was doing it beautifully. Stretched wide open and a beautiful smooth cock sliding deeper and deeper into my cunt, I was soon being fucked by Kim’s cock as deep as she could get it in me, as deep as I could take it. As she plunger her cock into me, her pelvic bone came into contact with my clit. Kim started to fuck me in different ways, sometimes with long slow strokes pushing into my pussy and then without warning, a hard fast thrust, smashing her cock into me and slamming into my, clit followed by fast fucking. She was lying on top of me, our breasts together, I could feel her hard nipples and I am sure she must have felt mine. With her cock crashing into my cunt and my clit was being pounded and as my next climax started there was not much I could but spread my legs as wide apart as I could get them so Kim could slam her cock into me as deep as she could. This time when I came, about all I could do was to hold onto Kim as best I could and between the orgasmic spasms moan “yes, yes, yes” over and over again until finally, I could take no more and I cried ”I am fucked”. Kim then stopped fucking me. Kim relaxed and her body fell into mine and with her big blue cock still inside me, we both fell asleep. I think we must have slept in this loving position for about 30 minutes before waking up. A truly beautiful moment we had shared together. We whispered some small talk about what had just happened and how she thought I was now truly bi. I said I think she was right. I never before knew what I was missing and I gave her a loving kiss and thanked her for our beautiful time together, last Saturday and today. She said to me that she was free every Tuesday and I whispered “next Tuesday?” and she said “yes please”. She said “come, let’s take a shower and clean up. I am sticky and wet and you must be too.” I laughed and said exactly. In the shower we washed and soaped each other and her fingers once again found my pussy and she brought me to another orgasm. Well, Kim and I met every Tuesday for over a year. I learned some wonderful tricks and discovered some talents I didn’t know I had. We often swapped places and I got to wear her big blue cock and fuck her. About once a month we would have swingers nights with Grant and George and I got to fuck Grant’s huge cock. Oh how I loved his big cock fucking me doggie style. I loved it but I also loved Kim and our beautiful Tuesday afternoons. They were an irreplaceable joy in my life.

6 January 2021

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Just recently I found a great guy on a site who agreed to help me satisfy my ladies needs in the bedroom...i showed the missus some photos of his cock and she was very hesitant to say the least as he was very well equipped if you know what I mean lol...anyway I've managed to convince the wife to let me and him make her our own personal cum slut for an evening...so the night arrived and I've met old mate out the front and invited him in...we made a bee line straight for our bedroom where the wife was waiting for us both an as soon as we walked in my wife asked who's cock she was going to suck first...being the gentleman I am I let our guest go first so old mate unzipped his pants and freed his enormous cock and my lady immediately grabbed his thick long cock and wrapped her lips around his shaft...not long after she really started working his meaty cock back an forth between her lips and her eyes glanced up at me and she asked me if I would love to suck cock with her...I've looked at old mate for approval and he looked at me and said by all means do as you please...right then and there I dropped to my knees and enveloped his huge between my hungry lips...together we worshipped him with our mouths for some time and had him so close to blowing his load a few times...then my wife said that she'd never had a cock that big in her pussy and would like to try him inside her dripping cunt...she layed him down and straddle him and slowly eased her hungry hole down onto him and began fucking his cock for all she was worth...this was to much for me and I kneeled behind and greased her asshole and inserted two fingers to stretch her just a little before I entered her...her ass now open and ripe for the taking I pressed the head of my cock against her tiny hole and with a little bit of a push found myself sliding deeper and deeper into the fucking tight asshole she has...together old mate and I found a rhythm and began pumping both of her holes mercilessly...once again all to much for me to bare and my cock explodes deep in her ass with a thick creamy whitewash...then I've pulled out and done my duty of cleaning up my own mess and began to lick her ass clean and suck my cum from her gaping hole...then she decided she wanted to be fucked on her hands and knees from behind by old mates big dick...he kneeled behind her and with one push was nut deep inside my beautiful wife again filling her to her limits...before long it was too much for him to take and he pulled out of her beautiful little pussy and shot his thick creamy load all over her back and ass which I was quickly told to lick and suck from her milky white skin...i absolutely love to share my wife with any man I can an make her my creampie whore wife...an i love that she makes me lick her snatch clean after she's been passed around...thanks baby in im your true cuckold lover and friend xxxx

4 January 2021

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My tongue trapes over your body as you moan gently. The soft in breath, the shallow breath out as I nip at your delicate garden of Eden, trimmed and edged... Your fingers meet my mouth as I gently suckle your erect nipple. Your finger tips now satiated with wetness from your internal flow..More you whimper, more...You mound now grasping my face from above as you now sit a top of me.. Deftly I stroke your rim with my free hand and you bare down on me... Your breathing quickens and you writhe around sliding on my face as your wetness starts to turn in to a flow that sends you into another universe as your creamy nectar floods my face and mouth...You cumm hard..suffocating me...I die in you orgasmic overflow...... GAZ...A Little writing...covid safe...

4 January 2021

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You're sitting in a hotel bar waiting for a couple of friends, but they're running late and you feel annoyed. A couple of guys have leered at you from the bar, but you didn't respond and, thankfully, none of them has tried approaching you. Just when you're considering calling your friends to say you're going to go home a man strides into the bar and looks around. He's tall and good looking, with deep-set eyes and a strong jaw. You wouldn't mind if he approached you - it might just turn the evening around. As if he heard your thoughts he looks directly at you. His eyes take you in with a quick flash of his eyebrows and he turns to walk straight towards you. He sits and says "I'm Jack. I'm going to buy you a drink," and stops a lounge girl with a gesture, ordering a bottle of champagne. His conversation is easy and interesting and after a couple of glasses of champagne you find yourself hoping your friends don't show up at all. When the bottle is finished he says, "I have a room. Let's go up there and order another." You're instinct is to say no, but before you can even listen to your sense of caution you hear yourself say yes. Your stomach and breasts tingle as he stands and offers his hand. He leads you through the plush lobby to the lifts and as soon as the doors of the lift swish closed behind you cutting you off from the public, he pushes you against the mirrored wall and kisses you. He's a good kisser and the feel of his firm body pressing against you causes that tingling to spread down between your legs. He steps away from you as the elevator stops and the doors open onto a well-lit and beautifully carpeted hallway. Taking your arm in his hand he guides you down the hallway to a door at the very end. He opens the door with a card and gestures for you to go through. You feel a little apprehensive, but the glow in your body pushes that aside and you step inside. It's a suite and you find yourself in a small hall off which there are three doors. He closes the main door and you can hear voices in one of the rooms, sending a snap of fright through you. He moves close behind you, his hands on your shoulders, and murmurs "it's ok." He pulls your hair aside with one hand and kisses the back of your neck. You sigh and lean your head to allow his lips more skin. Then he guides you forwards and turns the handle on the door directly ahead. It opens into a large lamp-lit bedroom. Your heart leaps in fright when you see there are two more men in the bedroom, sitting at a table with a bottle of whiskey and two filled glasses. You look over your shoulder at Jack to see a suggestive smile on his face. He guides you in and follows close behind. "These are my friends," says Jack. "I thought they'd like you as much as I do." The two men stand and look you up and down. One of them is about the same age as Jack appears to be. He's got sandy coloured hair and a tight beard with a touch of grey showing. He's not as tall as Jack, but still taller than you. The other is younger, clean shaven and wearing a button shirt that's stretched over a well-developed torso. Jack pushes you forwards and makes you stand a few feet from the end of a huge bed that dominates the room. The two other men walk around you, looking appreciatively at your body. Your heart pounds inside your chest. Then Jack reaches around from behind you, tears open your blouse and pulls it over your shoulders pinning your arms at your back. He pulls your bra straps down exposing your breasts. "Nice," says the youngest man staring at your tits. Jack's hands come around and grope your breasts, squeezing and rubbing them. He pulls your nipples hard to make them pucker up firm. His mouth is on the back of your neck again kissing and nibbling. The other two men start touching your tits, pushing away Jack's hands, which he moves down to your hips. The older of the other two men puts his right hand up your skirt. His fingers work down inside your panties and start rubbing your pussy. "She's good and wet," he says. The younger man unzips your skirt at the side and lets it drop to the floor. Then Jack makes you lie on the bed and the younger man pulls off your panties. You lie there, panting, your arms behind your back, breasts out and legs spread while the three men stare at your pussy and tits, and undress. They all have big erect cocks. Jack kneels onto the bed between your legs and guides his cock to your pussy. The other two men go to either side of you and start sucking and licking you nipples. The older man is tugging himself. Jack's cock pushes between your wet pussy lips, spreading you open. With a firm thrust he slides up inside you making you gasp. He fucks you hard getting into a quick thrusting rhythm, slamming his cock into you over and over while the other two men grope and suck your tits. When you come, it's an explosion of sensation flowing through your body that completely takes your breath away. As your orgasm subsides, Jack pulls out of you. "Get her up on her knees," says the muscled man. "I want to fuck her from behind." You sit up yourself and turn over, kneeling on the edge of the bed and lie your head down. You want more. You want to have all three of them. The man pauses, staring at your ass and pussy. "Fuck me," you demand. "Fuck me hard." He licks his lips and steps up behind you. He grabs your hips and puts his cock to your pussy. You reach through your legs to guide him and he slides in with a grunt. His cock feels different to Jack's - not as long but thicker - making for a fuller sensation. You can feel his balls squashed against your pussy. He thrusts into you hard and fast. Much faster than Jack had done and you know he won't last as long, but it doesn't matter, you're already starting to come again. You look to the side and see the other man watching intently, slowly tugging his cock, ready for a turn and then the orgasm overwhelms you making you take a deep breath and squeeze your eyes shut. You float on a plateau of pleasure, waves surging through your whole body. You vaguely notice when the rhythm and depth of thrusting changes and realise that the younger one has finished and the last man has taken over. You don't know how much higher this orgasm can go until you feel the man slip his finger up your ass and the new sensation lifts your orgasm to a higher level again. You've never been so thoroughly fucked before and you're loving it. When the last man finally finished you flop down on the bed, deeply satisfied your body alight with rapture. Just then you hear your phone ring from somewhere. Jack picks up your purse and hands it to you. You fish out your phone and press answer. "Where are you? I thought you were here already?" "I was," you say. "I'll be back in 5 minutes." You look at Jack and notice that his cock is filling again and starting to stand. "Actually, make that 15 minutes."

2 January 2021

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I had worked with him for a short time, eyeing the way he moved ..like a jungle cat! After a drunken work party, we fucked in the back of his station wagon. He had no hesitation in taking me from behind..several times. Grabbing my hair pinning my arms and pounding my soaking wet cunt into multiple orgasms! I had been married.. and had had many guys..but for some reason I had the thought that ..'Finally, I'm being fucked by a real man!.. One who knows what he wants and how to instantly turn a woman on!' He lived near me and said he'd visit..when he needed to. I began listening constantly for the sound of his car in my driveway. When he arrived, my mouth salivated to suck his cock and swallow his cum, and my cunt ached to feel his cock drilling it! I had never felt so much like a slut..a wannabe sex slave, and I knew he knew that I was completely under his spell! After a few visits and my asking when he would return, he threw me over my couch and spanked my bare just-fucked arse, and told me never to ask anything of him! If I could do that, he would train me to be his ultimate sex slave, IF I agree to follow All the demands and rules. I agreed. The first lesson, obviously, is never ask or question anything, unless told to! The second lesson is to obey unquestioningly, any command. I was so turned on by the prospect of being trained by an obviously experienced Sex Master. I nodded, and he said .. "On your Knees.." I complied and I could see his cock harden even though he'd just fucked me! I realised this is an amazing two way street! The more I showed how obedient and desirous of pleasing and satisfying his whims I good be, the more turned on he'd get..and I'd get to see him and feel the ecstasy of his cock and cum pumping into me! My training began with blow jobs. I was to drop to my knees as a sign of subservience and desire to please, as he came in my front door. I learned every nuance of what it takes to give a perfect head job! The detail blew my mind! I couldn't believe he had me cuming as his cock glided in and out of my hungry mouth, his rasping, whiskey voice instructed and guided my hands tongue lips and body language..All of which I learned quickly to co-ordinate to his his moaning roaring as his delicious cum flooded my throat! It was three months of random visits and loving being on my knees in front of that gorgeous cock, no panties, feeling his desire to fuck me grow so hard in my mouth and penetrating deep into my throat, as I obediently massaged, stroked, scratched, and tickled with my fingernails, his balls.. and the 'cum-muscle' between his arsehole and balls...drinking in his shuddering orgasms..and being 'allowed' to finger my cunt and clitoris into cuming at the same time as him! He arrived with various whips, ropes and riding crops. I was off my knees and ordered to bend over for anal training! After spanking and whipping he fingered my arsehole, explaining my duties for clean entry in that never fucked passage. The next visit I was prepared for my virgin arsehole to be penetrated. I dutifully bent over and he stroked and pushed my thighs till they were well spread. I was was so wet with anticipation! There was more exquisite spanking and suddenly I could feel his cock easing into my hole. Fuck! I was close to cuming already! I felt his throbbing orgasm deep in my arsehole and his Masterful hands grasping my arse cheeks! Those hands guided mine to fondle his balls as he came, and when he vibrated my 'thrumming' clitoris, I exploded in an anal and vaginal orgasm of epic proportions! I was to 'train' in this way, again randomly, which I realised built up my anticipation and desire to fever pitch, for another few months! This was incredible.. I was totally addicted to being this man's fuckslut! He could do anything to me.. ropes clamps, whips, holding yoga dog pose till I was shaking, with him pounding my cunt and arsehole.. Threesomes.. Watching porn while bouncing my wet cunt on him.. Anything! He could demand any sex act..and I would willingly comply.. My Life was changed forever!! I had never imagined sex to be a 'Realm'.. but it was so much more ..and He was its King! And the more I gave into being a sexslave, 'living the role' ..the more I received pleasure and bliss from pleasuring!

25 December 2020

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Sexting isn’t always just photos...sometimes words can be just as exciting... Some people like “romantic” stories, others like it “raunchy” and some “dirty” This is part of a txt that I exchanged recently with a married lady, who I’ve been messaging online for a while. It had just escalated from “raunchy” to “dirty”... Me: Mmmmmm, you have a sweet looking pussy...I want to lick it & taste your wetness Her: Mmm Me: Flick my tongue on your swollen clit & finger fuck your cunt until you squirt on my face... Her: Mmm yes finger fuck my married cunt Me: Now you suck on my shaved balls as you stoke my cock, we’re in the 69 position, you’re on top, my hard cock now sliding in & out of your mouth, as you finger my arse...I’m licking your pussy as I slowly slide my fingers into your tight arsehole Her: I'm so horny Me. Mmmm... I flip you over on to your back... I lift up your legs & gentle spread them, revealing your glistening wet cunt..it’s open & waiting for my cock to slide in..I slowly ease forward between your legs, my chest on yours, I feel your breasts pressed up against me as I slide into your cunt, I kiss you & you gasp as all my cock slides in with ease...you start grinding your hips & thrust them up to meet my downward strokes as my heavy balls slap against your arse... Her. Love the word cunt when I'm horny Me: My hard cock is now fucking your cunt hard...it’s full length sliding in & out as you wrap your legs around me, forcing me even deeper inside you tight cunt H: Omg you feel so big in me. And deep M: You can feel my balls pushed right up against you as you rock your hips against my cock which is deep in your married cunt H: I'd be cumming M: Your cunt will be squeezing my cock as you gush all over it... H: Yes ill be screaming so loud M: I pull out my cock & force it down your throat as you clean your cunt juices off it...now you’re ready to have your arse fucked as you get on all fours & raise your arse into the air, spreading your cheeks, your gapping hole ready to take my hard cock H: Yes fuck my married mummy ass M: Fuck yes....you reach between your legs & slide 3 fingers into you dripping wet cunt, as I stand over you & slowly ease my hard cock into your tight butt hole...it’s difficult at first but soon it’s all the way inside you as you finger fuck your cunt & push your arse up to meet my downward thrusts, all of my cock now sliding & out... H: I'm cumming all over my fingers M: I pull out, ready to cum, your wet hand wrapped around my cock as you stroke it ready for cum to squirt onto you face & hair... H: Shoot it into my mouth, I want to taste your cum M; I squirt hot cum onto your tongue & lips... H: Fuck give me your cum It left us both incredibly horny, to say the least!

20 December 2020

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