Arriving at your house the anticipation is killing me, I have told you to dress to impress me and as you open your door impress me you do... My eyes slowly study every inch of you... Your hair hangs freely down to around your shoulders, a choker decorates your neck ... You're  wearing a stunning black evening dress with a plunging neckline giving a teasing glimpse of your beautiful breasts.. My eyes follow your sexy curves down your body noticing the heels you're wearing, noticing one foot twirling slightly behind the other... A sign, nerves? Excitement? Hopefully both... My eyes snap back and engage yours, I smile, take your hand and lead you into your lounge room... You stand in the middle of the room and I circle around you never losing touch with you my hand traces down to the small of your back and back up to your chest as I come back in front of you... My eyes again stare deeply into yours as I instruct you to take off your shoes... You step out of them and gently kick them aside... A smirk appears on face at your sudden drop in height as I again slide behind you.. My hands gently brush through your hair and briefly rest on top of your shoulders... My hands slide under your dress lifting it off your shoulders and sliding it down to your waist over your hips and helping it drop down to your feet... Still behind you I quickly unclip your bra and roughly pull down your panties... walking back around in front of you I tell you to step out of the clothes and stand arms crossed behind your back and legs slightly apart... I stand really close in front of you, our eyes locked, I reach up with one hand and trace the hair line around your face, my fingers glide over your cheek and caress over your lips... Sliding teasingly down the nape of your neck and down to your breasts... My expression doesn't change as my hand begins to roughly grope your breast... Your eyes soften and breath deepens.. My fingers begin to pinch and tease your hardening... Little moans begin to escape on your breaths... My hand slides further down your body until it reaches to hover just over your sweet pussy... Ever so slightly touching you, teasing you... I stare intently into your eyes waiting for the moment.. Then it appears the groan in your exhale and the plead in your eyes the beg to be pleasured.. My fingers press into your clit and begin spread pleasure through your body... You feel your clit pulsing with every circle of my finger... You feel between your legs becoming warm and wet as my fingers continue to pleasure you... You begin to moan with every breath you take, you feel your legs weakening as the pleasure builds and builds ... Just as you recognise the familiar sensation of orgasm begin to appear... I grab the top of your head and wrench you by your hair bending you over the couch... My hands roughly grope your ass before beginning to spank... I slap your ass firmly, alternating between each cheek, 5-10 times you're unsure except that your bum now burns hot... I pull your head over for you to look at me, brushing hair from your face "were you going to cum before you've even shown me around?" I ask cheekily you open your mouth ready to refute but I press my finger against your lips and you know not to argue... I unclip your choker and replace it with a collar connected to a leash, I command you down onto all fours on the floor... "Now where to begin?".. I drag you around room to room, you struggle to keep up crawling beside me, your breasts bouncing around everywhere as you do ... I enjoy the site... Finally we come to a stop in front of your bathroom... You kneel at my side breathing deeply trying to regain your breath... I stand over you pulling you into my crotch I rub your face against my rapidly hardening cock still hidden beneath my pants... "Rule number 1 I cum before you do" I explain as I begin to unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly... My cock springing free slapping against your face.. I press my cock against your lips and you readily open your mouth taking in my cock... You bob your head up and down the entire length of my cock taking it deeper and deeper into your throat ... My hands reach down and grip around your head, then I begin to thrust... I force my cock quickly and deeply into your mouth... Fucking your face you begin to splutter and gag but I do not relent until you eventually are able to push my cock from your mouth in an eruption of spit and gasping for breath you collapse to the floor... I follow straddling over your face I jerk my cock until I explode a load of cum all over your face... I quickly gather up the leash and pull you up onto all fours again and drag you towards your room "quickly, it's your turn now" I growl at you... You struggle to gather yourself but you manage to pull yourself up onto your bed... I restrain you spread eagle to all corners of your bed wrapping a blindfold around your head.. You lay there for the first time able to gather yourself for a moment... You feel my hands caressing over your body, caressing up along the inner of your thighs... Massaging over your body, massaging your breasts and pussy.. You begin to moan softly enjoying the soothing feeling of my hands on your body... My hands begin to focus more and more on your breasts and pussy.. You feel a renewed wave of arousal washing through your body.. You feel your nipples growing harder and pussy becoming wetter beneath my teasing fingers... Your moans become louder and deeper with your breaths.. Then you hear me flick a switch and the familiar buzz of the vibrator begin... I press the vibrator against your swollen clit and your moans immediately jump in intensity... The vibrator sends pleasure pulsing from your pussy all through your body... The vibrations grow stronger and stronger and you begin to moan uncontrollably... You pull hard gain at the restraints but there is no escaping .. I keep the vibrator glued to your pussy... The pleasure is immense.. You feel your whole body begin to spasm... Finally your pleasure reaches climax and you cum hard, screaming in pleasure your whole body shaking... Your pussy is tingling with pleasure as I keep the vibrator fixed to your clit.. "Oh no" you gasp realising what's about to happen... The vibrations continue to send pleasure streaming through you... Pleasure that makes you scream uncontrollably loud... I force you to cum over and over and over and over ... Your pleas go ignored until you are completely drained laying there physically and emotionally exhausted your body in total spasm... But I am not finished with you yet, my cock is hard and there are more rooms to explore..

12 December 2019

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We've arranged to go out to dinner, I've instructed you to wear a nice dress, short and flirty but elegant as the restaurant I intend to take you to is known for being classy... That however is not my only request... I request that you not wear any underwear... You're nervous about the lack of underwear with the dress you've chosen... It's a very flirty dress which has a very unfortunate tendency to ride up potentially exposing you especially as you sit down to dinner... We meet at the front of the restaurant and head inside we find our table and take our seats opposite each other ... We talk generally for a few minutes typical mundane conversation... Until I reach across the table and take hold of your hand... You feel that my hand is not empty ... You feel the little vibrator in my hand I discreetly slide it into yours and close your hand around it... You shake your head nervously but a cheeky smile also appears on your face at the same time as I instruct you to excuse yourself and head to the ladies room and place the vibrator inside yourself... After a few moments you return to the table still shaking your head, biting your lower lip wondering what you've got yourself into... Then you see the remote in my hand... You see me press a button and soon there's a buzzing vibration inside you... You gasp and quickly cross your legs over trying to maintain your composure... You press one hand into your lap and cover your mouth with the other sighing into the back of your hand... You sigh a little louder with a bit more intensity as you see me press the button on the remote again causing the vibrator begin to pulse inside you... As it pulses the vibrations grow stronger and stronger ..You're really struggling not to moan, squirming in your chair... Trying desperately not to attract any attention from the fellow diners... Then you see me again press a button on the remote turning it off as the waiter arrives at the table to take our order... During the meal as soon as I sense you're becoming relaxed and comfortable I turn the vibrator on to it's highest setting... Each time causing you to gasp fighting the urge to moan crossing your legs over each other tighter and tighter... By the end of the meal you're craving the climax I've cruelly denied you, you need to be to fulfilled... You're sure when you leave your seat there'll be a tell tale pool where you've been sitting.. The combination of the toy inside and knowing you're not wearing any underwear has you so turned on!! I decide we're to walk back to our hotel... This makes you incredibly nervous you clench your pussy tightly praying the toy doesn't fall out... You struggle to walk and soon realise the true definition of pleasure and pain...after not too long we find ourselves in the middle of a park... You realise no one else is around so you turn to me, pleading to me you beg: please take this thing out of me and fuck me, please fuck me now, please make me cum... We find ourselves behind a couple of trees I push you up against the tree and we begin to kiss passionately... I slide a hand up between your legs and remove the toy ... You let out a relieved gasp and exclaim thank you between our kisses... My hand lingers over your dripping wet pussy as I tease my fingers over your swollen clit... You're beginning to moan softly before I suddenly break from our kiss , turning you around I force you to bend over and I lift your dress to above your waist... I spread your legs as you continue to moan and arch your back in anticipation of what's about to happen as your hear me undo my belt and unzip my fly...You feel me close in behind you, you feel my hands grab you around your waist and then you feel me thrust my cock deep inside you ... you let out a loud moan causing you to quickly cover your mouth with your hand to prevent any other screams of pleasure escaping and drawing any unwanted attention... You bite hard into your hand as I take you hard from behind, pounding deep into you... Your legs growing ever weaker as the pleasure begins to spread through your body, I fuck you hard and give a couple quick firm spanks on your ass between my thrusts before my hands slide up your back until one comes to rest on your shoulder and the other grabs tightly onto your hair allowing me to fuck even harder and deeper into you... You can't help it now you're barely muffling your screams of pleasure, you're moaning with every thrust... Luckily all appears to go unnoticed as you soon feel me withdraw from you and my warm sticky cum covering your ass and dripping down your legs... You're  struggling to stand as we straighten ourselves up I wrap my arms around you and guide you the rest of our way back to our hotel where we continue our fun..

12 December 2019

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We have arranged for me to pick you up and drive you to our hotel... I have requested that your wear a nice flirty short dress and as always some nice sexy lingerie underneath... As we drive to our hotel, I instruct you to lift your dress to your waist... I tell you to spread your legs... I then order you to slide your panties to one side and expose your sweet smooth pussy... You're greatly turned on by the passing traffic knowing that someone looking into the car could see the unfolding naughtiness... With your already wet pussy exposed, I instruct you to masturbate... You hesitate for a moment but the anticipation of the position you find yourself in now how you so aroused you begin to tease your already swollen clit... It's not long until you really begin to moan your breath deepening... You realise you're now sitting in a pool of your wetness... It is at this point I tell you, you do not have permission to cum... You are to lift your hands and place them on the back of your headrest... I reach across, my hand slides along the inside of your right thigh... Tantalisingly close to your pussy... You bite your lip and look down watching my hand closely as I linger on the uppermost part of the inside of your thigh... You crave my hand continue moving up and across... Eventually it does... I feel the soaking wetness of your pussy, my fingers begin to tease your clit... Just as feel you could be on the verge of climaxing my hand returns to the wheel announcing that we’ve reached the hotel... We kiss passionately all the way to our room.. Your eyes wild with your best fuck me look... As we enter the room I pin you hard against the wall... A hand tightly around your throat, choking you slightly... Our kissing intensifies further as we push into each other... Suddenly I pull away and push you further into the room you stumble but keep your footing... It is then your gaze becomes fixed on the coffee table laden with my toys... You feel me close behind you... I wrap my arms around you... My right hand firmly gropes around your chest... My left hand reaches down between your legs grabbing your pussy beneath you soaked panties... I kiss along your neck, you reach back for me and press your ass into me... Only to receive a firm shove as I bend you over the couch... I run my hands down your back over your ass until I reach the end of your dress... I slide it up over your bum your sexy ass exposed.. I grope your ass firmly in each hand... It's driving you crazy your breathing growing ever louder... I press myself into and you push back feeling me beneath my pants... Only to have me surprise you by stepping away and delivering ten hard spanks that take your breath away you groan and gasp with each slap... You feel as though my hand prints are burned into your ass... You see me move to the coffee table next to you and pick up the flogger and the crop whip you tense realising your poor bum is in for further punishment.... As I move behind you once more you're surprised to feel the soft tickle of a feather run over you ass and down the inside of your thighs... Just as your beginning to relax you feel the sting of the flogger as the tails wrap over your ass... I alternate between it and the crop whip until you ass is burning red and you're not sure you can take much more... I grab you by your hair and pull you up turning your head towards me I kiss you... Just as you turn yourself further around to me I shove you away and order you to strip... I watch as you slowly slide off your dress dress... I instruct you to next remove you bra, then to turn around and bend over while you pull down your panties... I tell you to turn around and face me I approach you and caress my hand over your cheeks, my hands slide their way down to your chest and I begin to tweak your erect nipples... I look into your eyes as you softly groan while I do this... My hands return to your face and I trace my thumb around your lips you playfully nibble at my thumb as my hands slide away caressing over you cheeks before reaching and gathering your hair behind your head... I pull you down to your knees in front of me and force your head into my crotch you feel cock hardening beneath my pants, I instruct you to undo my belt, you struggle to unclip it pulling on your hair I pull your head back so you're looking straight up at me I and tell you to hurry up... Eventually you get it you rush to undo my pants and pull them off along with my underwear, I step out of them both as you take my hard cock into your mouth... My hands rest on the back of your head and I force you to take it deep down your throat... I tell you not to let my cock come out of your mouth but you can't help it as I hold your head down on the base of my cock you begin to gag you push yourself off with an eruption of spit as you try to breathe... I pull you to your feet and throw you over the couch... My hands grab around your waist and pull your ass up as your still struggling to recover from the face fucking... I spread your legs and impale you on my cock... I thrust deep into you... You let out a loud moan... As I pound harder and deeper into you as you begin to sink into the couch, your moans become muffled as you bite the pillows... Without warning I throw you from the couch onto the floor in front of me and shower you with my cum... You think now you may get a chance to catch your breath but I grab you by the hair on top of your head and begin to drag you towards the bedroom... You're on your hands and knees, crawling after me... However you're not moving quick enough for my liking and you suddenly feel the sting of the crop whip on bare ass as I insist you hurry up... Your beautiful breasts bounce around as you crawl as fast as you an struggling to keep up with me but eager to avoid the whip... I drag you into the bedroom and pull you up onto the bed where my bed restraint is already set up waiting... I straddle on top of you placing a cuff on each wrist and ankle I secure you to the restraint, tying you on your back spread eagle ... I leave you for a couple of minutes before you begin to hear toys landing all around you on the bed, various clicks and clunks then all of a sudden you let out a little squeal... I tease around your nipples with an ice cube, you shiver as I slide the ice down your body, over your stomach and down to your pussy, you shriek as I hold it directly onto your clit before placing it inside you and covering your pussy with the warmth of my other hand causing a strange sensation you can not describe... Then you begin to feel the sting of the flogger wrap over your body... Stinging over your stomach, over your thighs and over your breasts... You struggle against the restraints trying to avoid the inevitable stinging tails... Quickly this is replaced with the softness of a feather tracing over your body... Brushing over your arms, body and legs, tickling as it flicks against your exposed underarms, nipples and clit... Then you hear the sweet sound of the wands vibrations begin... You shift your pelvis up begging that I pleasure you...For a moment that seems like a lifetime I tease holding the wand just below your belly button slowly rolling it around and down closer to your sweet pussy... Finally I hold it against your clit, you moan immediately... You feel immense pleasure spreading from between your legs making you moan louder and louder... I increase the wands vibrations and you again pull hard against the restraints your whole body begins to shake as the pleasure continues to build and take over your entire body... Then you cum and you cum hard your whole body shakes uncontrollably as I keep the wand directly onto your clit... You keep cumming over and over and over until you beg me to stop your body exhausted and clit so swollen sensitive... You're relieved to hear me switch off the wand but watching you cum has turned me on so much Im in no mood to let you just lay there recovering... I have to have you again... You feel me undo the ankle restraints and lift your legs up as high as they're able to go towards your shoulders before securing them to the restraint just below your wrists ...you feel me position myself between your legs.. I tease the head of my rock hard cock around the entrance of your sweet wet pussy for what seems like an eternity then I thrust myself hard and deep into you... Pounding harder and deeper into you with every thrust you're moaning uncontrollably with your pussy still pulsing and tingling from the sweet torment of the wand now being pounded by my cock... You bite hard down onto my shoulder as I continue to fuck you... I place a hand around your throat tightening to choke you slightly, causing your pussy to tighten around my cock, you feel so good I can't help but to cum deep inside you... Then I stand up and leave you laying in a pool of our wetness with a big cheeky grin on your face... You hear me wandering around and  you think we've finished our fun as I undo the wrist then the ankle restraints and finally remove the blindfold... You lift yourself up to kiss me and we do briefly and passionately with my arms wrapped around you... Suddenly I push you away back down into the bed, I turn you over onto your stomach and with my hands around hips I lift your bum into the air... I slightly spread your legs and again secure your ankles to the web... Then I pull your arms under you between your legs cuffing your wrists together before securing them to the bed restraint... You feel me kneeling behind you... My hands tracing and groping over your sexy ass... Then I begin to spank you... I spank you over and over alternating between each of your cheeks until they're both burning red and you're beginning to groan with each slap... You're relieved when you feel me press in behind you knowing I'm too close to spank you anymore... I place my cock into your hands and you begin to play with me as I trace my hands over your back gently caressing and massaging you.. You feel my dick getting bigger and hardening in your hands, it's not long before you have me fully erect again... You bite your lip in anticipation of being fucked again... You feel me position myself behind you and guide my cock into you... My hands grip around your waist and I begin to fuck hard into you again... Your hands being so close to your pussy you begin to tease your clit as I thrust harder and deeper into you... Noticing you playing with yourself I withdraw momentarily to place the wand in your hands, you hold it vibrating slow and gently against your  clit and again immediately you begin to moan... You feel me get positioned behind you again but instead of re entering your sweet pussy I shove myself into your ass you groan as your ass stretches around my cock as I grind my cock deeper and deeper into you... Still holding the wand on your clit you begin to experience the extraordinary mix of pleasure and pain as I fuck your tight little ass... You begin to relax a little and I can fuck you harder and harder thrusting the entire length of my cock into your sexy ass... You're beginning to tremble under me with the pleasure growing more and more intense and then I feel your whole body shudder as you cum and cum hard screaming in pleasure... Seeing your body overcome with orgasmic pleasure is too much for me I stand over you and shower my cum over your back and bum... I reach down and undo the restraints and you collapse down exhausted onto the bed... I kiss along the back of your neck before taking your hand and guiding you into the shower with me...

12 December 2019

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So one casual Friday night having a cold can and unwinding from a long week on the tools , Phone goes off with a text message from an old lady freind of mine wanting to catch up I replied with just a simple message "saying I'm home if you'd like to pop in mind. Reply was sure I'll be there in 10-15 minutes . Next minute there was a gentle knock on the door, As I Open the door and here stands this slim fit figure in a tight white shirt you could nearly see through And a very short skirt which was showing her very neat figure :) I didn't even get a hi how are you out and she jumps in the door with a big long hug, I ask her would you like a drink she obliges and says yes please noticing I'm having a burbon asking can she have one also ? . Sure why not I say Any way we get to chatting and after a few more cans each , she jumps up and starts dancing to the music that was barely on and bends over right in front of me to turn it up and I couldn't help but notice she wasn't wearing anything under that tight little skirt of hers , there was this sweet looking shaven smoo had me a tad excited She stands back up turning around looking at me with a big smile as she priced I was looking she asked me to get up and started dancing together we did that for a while and sat down just talking about random things when she leans in and says I want you deep inside me well it went from there we didn't even make it to the bedroom... One thing led to another she basically jumped me right then and there grabbing my crouch with one hand and another around my throat that was it we started kissing for a bit then stuff got real I started with running my hand down her side with short sweet grabs continuing to her waist pulling her in tightly she let out a slight moan so I kept on moving south with my hand all while our tongues were intertwined , I run my hand back up her inner thigh continuing to her sweet shaven pussy while rubbing her do it I could feel she was already wet so while sliding one finger in gently that's it the clothes were off and I was down on her pussy with my tongue tasting her very sweet.....

11 December 2019

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A rambling B&B in the mountains, a quiet weekend away on her own, just the thing to unwind and refresh. Tucked away at the end of a long driveway, a federation style homestead that had been converted into holiday accommodation. Unpacked and strolling the grounds, Pam, immersed herself in the serenity of the forest. The stillness of the afternoon was eventually broken by the sound of a car approaching along the gravel driveway. Partly obscured she could just make out the occupants struggling with their luggage. A plain couple, she, with thick rimmed glasses, a plain skirt and a top buttoned up to the neckline. Pam made a mental note; plainness confirmed and the woman did not appear to be wearing makeup. A glimpse of him revealed he was wearing a white collar. A Vicar! A quiet weekend then. Perfect. Manners dictated a brief introduction. They were somewhat awkward, but pleasant enough, although, as she expected, conservative. As night fell, the seclusion and a glass of wine overcame the stresses of life and relaxed, she drifted into a deep sleep. The following morning a chance encounter with the reverend and his wife ended with a plan for a walk along one of the more mountainous trails together. It took longer than anyone had anticipated. She was surprised to find her initial assessment of the vicar and his wife was a little off, as the walk was occasionally interrupted by quick witted banter that revealed Paul and Maria had lived a more worldly existence than first impressions indicated. After an hour or so the sky darkened and it was thought prudent to head back as a summer storm began to envelope the mountain peaks. However the timing of the return was way out and everyone got thoroughly drenched. It was about six in the evening and dark when they stumbled into the summer house around 4 ks from the B&B only to find no power. It took a moment or two to become accustomed to the darkened rooms. Sitting on an old couch shivering in the chilly air, Pam was prompted to say it was far too cold to stay in the wet clothes. She undressed and hung them over the back of chair, relying on the darkness to preserve her modesty. It wasn’t long and the Vicar’s wife, somewhat sheepishly followed, then the Vicar, without a word being spoken, everybody wrapping themselves in the old thread-bare blankets from the bed. The uncomfortable silence was broken when he mentioned that sometimes these mountain huts are stocked with food. A quick search located a small pantry. As it was dark, the three managed to feel their way into the confined space, and by touch, began feel across the shelves for anything that may resemble a can or can opener. Without any room to maneuver, the Vicar’s wife squeezed past Pam in the dark, the movement, causing the blankets to partially unravel. Pam sensing Maria’s body brushing against her back experienced a sensation that was slightly erotic. A moment later she came back and this time she lingered for a few seconds. Maria may have been, a plain dresser, but her conservative approach to fashion hid her natural beauty. She now felt Maria’s belly against her back. Her nipples, now erect, were tiny sharp protrusions slowly moving across her shoulder blades. The scent of stirring passions began to permeate the small pantry, creating a somewhat awkward moment with Pam trying to extricate herself from the situation by fumbling around in the dark for the door. To his surprise the vicar was unable to control his own reaction. He was thankful that it was dark. Without warning Maria moved out of the pantry and went back into the sitting room and peered out of the window. It was quiet except for the sound of the driving rain on the old iron roof. Some tinned food was found along with an opener and a Supper of sorts was served in the half light of the room. A discussion followed on whether to make a run for it back to the main house or spend the night in the summer house, but the prospect of getting through the storm was found to be too daunting at this late hour of the day. A quick look located one quilt, and with the only bed being a somewhat dilapidated king. A discussion followed on how three mature adults could share one bed. Eventually the need to stay warm became the overriding issue. They all climbed tentatively into bed and covered themselves as best they could. It was after 10 and everyone was still awake as they lay in the dark listening to the rain. In the dark the sweet scent of musk enveloped the bed. Pam now embarrassed decided not to move an inch, thankful that neither Paul or Maria could see her blushing. Paul got up and gingerly found his way into the kitchen for a glass of water. Maria had turned to face Pam’s back with her nipples now hard against her. Slowly her hand began a tender movement along her hip and upper thigh. Pam, now overcome with the sensuality of what occurring, surrendered and turned to face Maria. Paul stood there in the dark listening as the sound of their breathing becoming heavier and more rapid. The girl’s faces drew closer to the point where their lips touched, tiny gentle pecks at first. But with each touch of their lips, their pecks turned into kisses that became deeper and longer. Pam was conscious of Paul sliding into bed behind her, although he did not touch her, he lay on his back staring up at the ceiling listening intently to what was happening beside him. His own body now fully hard, and throbbing in time with his pounding heart. Pam kissed Maria. It was a deep passionate kiss that marked the beginning of a journey to a place neither had been before. Her fingers sought out and found Maria’s nipples, her breath deepening and evolving into a tiny moan. With one hand she ran the tips of her fingers down the length of her belly stopping just short of Maria’s pubic area. She took Maria’s breast in her mouth and teased her nipple, now sharp and erect with the tip of her tongue. Her moaning now was quite audible and she raised her hips beckoning Pam’s fingers. When they found her, Maria was wet and ready with anticipation. Her fingers slowly moved between her lips and found the outline of her clitoris, now swollen and covered in her smooth oil. Pam’s fingers glided through her wetness and gently found their way inside her. She moved them in, then withdrew, carefully feeling Maria’s body rise and fall in time with the movement of her hand. Pam was now conscious of Paul having turned, and was stroking her back. His fingers traced the outline of here body, down her back, over her cheeks and up again. Each time, he went a little lower. . As his hand went up again across her lower back she felt the sensation of his hard muscle against her. She could feel him throbbing against her flesh. As her fingers moved inside Maria, she felt the pressure of Paul against her wetness and slowly her body gave way as he tenderly began to enter her. He held himself there for a moment, and then eased himself forward again, this time his entire length was inside her. He remained motionless for a moment before beginning a slow rhythmic movement back and forth, Pam now moving her hips in unison. A low whimpering sound escaping her lips as felt Paul deep inside her. Her fingers now rapidly moving inside Maria, her tongue flicking the tips of her nipples. Maria’s scream seemed to come from nowhere accompanied by a violent thrusting of her hips against her hand, then long shallow breaths as she came down from the intense pleasure that had washed over her. The sound of his wife’s climax brought an equal reaction from Paul. His whole body stiffened and as he groaned, Pam felt him convulsing inside her, with each convulsion came a flood of his thick white seed. The convulsions seemed to go on and on before their intensity subsided. Silence returned to the summer house as all three lay soaked in each other. Eventually, Pam got up, searching for the glass of water, as she walked toward the kitchen, she felt the warm thick drops of Paul’s passion gliding down the inside of her thighs. It was midnight, and the three had awoken a deep passion and sense of lust that had yet to be completely satisfied. They all stood in the darkened kitchen and shared the glass of water, stroking and embracing. Maria felt her husband covered in Pam’s smooth wetness as she took them both by the hand and lead them back to bed where they descended into a new unexplored world of pleasure, each unsure of where their journey would end.

10 December 2019

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When I was still not up with any sort of long term relationship and yes, still pretty stupid, I had been chatting up this woman. She was only twenty two, but at eighteen that was older. She was smart, pretty and of course all I could look at were her tits, they were fantastic. After a month or two I was getting to where I thought I could get in her pants, sorry, ask for a date. At first she was reluctant, but only a week later, she left a note under my wind screen wiper, “CALL ME”. Shaking, I called and arranged to meet her at a pub I had never heard of, The Dava Inn in Mornington. I got home that Friday night got showered dressed and drove faster than I should have down to Mornington. Not knowing what I was doing and not knowing where I was, I was an hour late and missed here all together. Pissed off with myself, I bought some beer, went home and got drunk. A week or two later I caught up with an old mate down the local pub. We were getting though all the crap though the week and catching up with all our dumb shit when he came up with a story of a fantastic fuck he had last week. This girl took him to her place where they had a few drinks, now the story got interesting. “Well he started, we started a with her jumping onto me and giving me this long sloppy snog, if that wasn’t good enough. Then she dry humped me, I was ready for her really quickly as she ground me with those wide open thighs. “ he motioned moving around in her an the bar stool. “I was out of control and nearly ripped of her shirt to get to her bra, wow, those tits, round , soft bouncy, with little pink nipples. She got up and was naked in a flash I think I striped in a few seconds and she led me by my dick in to her bed room, It was then she pushed me onto the bed and planted her mouth on my cock. That was a workout; her head was moving on me so fast it was a bluer. I must have cross-eyed, I could see double.” He was now reenacting holding her head on his dick. “Then, she went down on me, slowly to start with , moaning all the way down my shaft, the again slowly and one more time quivering all the way down till she nearly crushed my nuts. Then she started riding me, slap and squirm, faster and faster , her head moving around like she was listing to ac/dc, her hear moving wildly, and those tits bouncing of each other. Must have been half an hour, she kept going, I still can’t believe it and when I came I must have looked like a puppy.” He pretended have his head slumped to one side and arms limp on the bed. “She let go a moan as she thrust down on me a few more time and collapse beside me, both of us gasping for breath. Then she started sucking on me again, after a while I grabbed her turned her over and plunged my cock into her. I kept going, bang and banging her, besides her grunt and moans our thighs slapping were making most of the noise, I had her cum on my dick don’t know six or seven times, till I came in her again and collapsed on her. “ he though his head to the bar, now the barman was interested. ‘We got up late after a sleep and went to the kitchen for coffee, while we were there I took her over the counter and when we got backed to bed I fucked her up the arse. In the morning around sunrise, she went off to the gym, leaving me to sleep her off and she came back with breakfast. She hadn’t had a shower, so I took her on the floor for the rest of the morning. We got up later and had lunch and walked down the beach.” Now he was looking at the ceiling with glazed eyes. “When we got back she went crazy, got out a rope and got me to tie here down, well after that she got me to fuck her every way there was, tied to the bed, tied with her leg behind her head, tied down spread across the bed and bound and gages on the floor. We got something to eat around Ten that night. By the the next morning, I was just about died, but got up against the bathroom wall and got me to fuck her face, then a dildo then a plug, I came all over her. Oh shit, I’ve lost track. O, she was great, I’m seeing her again, sure is funny about the guy who stood her up.” “Um, where did you say you picked her up from?” I asked with a really bad missed the exam sort of feeling. “The Dava Inn down Mornington , what an idiot he must have been , missing out on one of the best girls in town. One of the great fucks, just magnificent she is.” I did say much more as he kept going on about her, because I knew who that fuck’en idiot was.

7 December 2019

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Once I was looking for a new flat and had just came across somebody that had a beach-side unit, it looked great and I was offered a few weeks trial to see if I got on with them. I moved in a few items especially some valuable heirlooms that I always kept with me. It wasn’t long before I got to know the couple I was sharing a flat with, the guy worked at a warehouse not far from where I was and that's how I got to find out about the flat. His girlfriend was a small but very pretty girl with long dark hair down to a waste and very dark complexion. After a few days I learned that she had a Spanish background and had a very fiery temper including flying plates and cutlery. As long all and to think it was a good idea to fall in the place. Her boyfriend worked the late shift and came home very late, but certainly because I started early. A few days in my new landlady wanted to talk to me, I thought about money matters and how I was pay. "You're very nice would do something special for you." Moving her hand across the desk, Great I thought special rate this is such a great place on the beachfront, I couldn't ask for more. What happened next was a bit disturbing to start with, as she pulled my hand towards her mouth and started sucking on my finger. "aah!" I announced with a bit of a start, not knowing where this was going but looking forward to it anyway. "Do you like me? Do you like to look at me? Do you love my tits?" She said between each suck of a different finger and deep look from those brown eyes. "Oh, Um, yes, yes, you're very nice." I only just managed to get the sentence out. It out of thin air she reached for the top of the bra and pulled it down to show her large, gorgeous golden brown breast with deep dark nipples. My god I was aroused, and when she reached across the desk and grabbed my collar, pulling me towards her, I put up not one hint of a fight. She kissed me hard and long without much of a breath. I pulled away a moment before I started puffing to breathe which gave her an opportunity. She climbed on to the desk now with the top off and planted her biblical sized breast on my face. I moved my face up and down, lapping a cleavage with my tongue. She was heaving as she breathed and getting ready for some heavy action. There is not much that words can describe the feeling of being dragged to her bedroom, between the tits of a goddess. So I think you get the point, "so what have you got for me? I Want to see what you've got, fuck my tits." An offer like that was a great opportunity to get to know her better, I instantly straddled her over her tummy and placed everything I had between her orbs. The thrusting and pumping went on for ages until her request was filled and I showed her what I had. My pearly white cum oozed from her cleavage and with one gush hit her on the chin. She let out a sound of bliss as my semen ran around her neck. I got up panting and moved towards the door looking back to see her smiling and my cum now running down her tits. I thought this was going to be a one off and didn't pursue the matter further. However, how wrong can you be, the next day she opened the front door for me completely naked. Gesturing with her finger to follow her to the bedroom again, this time she pushed me to the bed and rode me for half an hour until I must have looked like a dead kangaroo after I blew my load into her pussy. The next day as I opened the door she had her arse pointed at me over the kitchen counter and with no compunction to stop, I banged her for about twenty minute until I got a cry of pleasure from her and promptly came myself. Walking away with my limp dick, watching her panting shivering and having a few more orgasms as my cum dripped to the floor from her cunt. This went on for two weeks in different ways, in the shower, a head job in the bathroom, full thrusting pounding fuck on the lounge room floor with her screaming with pleasure and one of the best screws being across the lounge room table, her legs in the air and with her screaming, ”you know you're a bastard, a real fuck’en bastard, cum in me, I want your hot cum, I love your cock so much." I knew then that she was just using me, but that was fine, I hadn't had so much sex for months. In the next few days things seem to go on normally not seeing her boyfriend much at all. As it was going all my way I was just about to sign the contract and move in. When I returned the next day, the door was open and instantly thought we had been robbed. Looking around there is nothing of the couples stuff at all, except from my scatter clothes and old bed there was nothing left of my stuff either. This turned from a robbery to rip off very quickly as I realized that the couple had moved out leaving me to take the rap. Learning my lesson quickly I got together what I could and disappeared quickly. I tried to find them over the next few months finally catching up with the boyfriend at a loading dock and he acted (probably honestly) innocent and that he knew nothing about what had been taken, as she had left him a few months later anyway. I then caught up with a bloke that married her and was living in a leafy eastern suburb of Melbourne. He was surprised, but not surprised about the story and told me of what she had stolen from him, running off to New Zealand. It was about being a lost heart, having lost relics from the First World War and my immigrant family from one hundred and fifty years before. By then most my family had gone anyway so there was nobody to admit my stupidity to. So, lesson learned never take two gift tits for granted, there will always be a cost. But, I will always be able to say that was the best two weeks of fucking I ever had.

7 December 2019

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I was asked to help out one day by a friend; it was at a widows house. We got around there to help clean the place up as her husband suicide at work and things were getting out of hand, it needed mowing and cleaning and a few patches around the house. We staid around for drinks to cheer her up, it had been a hard few month for her and she was showing how tired and desperately sad she had been in her face. We all went home knowing that she was happier and her four kids knew everyone was trying to help out. A few weeks on I met her again at the shops; we talked and had a coffee, she was much happier and the kids were better and being kids again. I visited her a few more time with my kids and everything was sort of normal again except for the money that was being held back by the insurance company and her husband’s relatives. One night, I just dropped past to give her some groceries that were going to help her for the next week. We sat down and had a talk and a coffee and put the kids to bed and talked some more. I think I got up to take the cups to the sink and when I bent over, she kissed me. I didn’t stop her, as she slowly got up together still kissing then hugging and well on and on for a while. Thinking about it now, she hadn’t had a man for about six months and now she needed it. We got to her bed and cuddled and kissed under the quilt, “I need you” she said softly and rolled on to her back, I got on top of her and slowly penetrated her. She gave a quiet “umh” with every slow stroke I gave her. Nothing fancy, nothing hard or kinky, just slow and gently love making. She climaxed a few times, with a bit of a harder pumping until what must have been nearly an hour I let go. She pushed her head back into the soft pillow and letting out another “uugh” while I quivered in her. I lay with her and gently fucked her a few more times and went home. I’m sorry to say I fell in love with her and should have left it there , A few days later I court up with her at school picking up the kids, “How are you” I asked “, “fine “ she replied “ what’s wrong?” she asked, “ I’m in love with you” she turned quickly and walked away from me with her kids. It wasn’t long before her money problems were fixed and she moved away from Melbourne to a small town on the Ayer Peninsula SA, a thousand kilometres away. The dumbest thing I did was tell her how I felt; because I’m sure I could have had her a few more times. But the top dumb thing I did was to fall in love with her and probably still am.

7 December 2019

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I’d mentioned that I’d made a recent purchase from Love Honey and now it had been requested, I was very keen to try it out. New red snake skin patterned cuffs that had an over-the-door attachment. These bad boys needed to be broken in and who was I to deny a request like that? I arrived at your place with my little goodie bag, eager to have some fun. “give me your wrists” you say and I most eagerly comply. You quickly remove my clothes and manoeuvre me against the closest door. “arms up babe, time for some fun”, again I eagerly comply. My nipples beginning to peak at the expected fun. Here I am pinned against butt naked against a door with my arms in the air – trapped and vulnerable. Turned on, fuck yes I’m turned on at this point. Lips find their way to my nipples, sucking hard – no gentleness here. Teeth graze against my tender flesh, making their presence felt in the most delightful way. I moan against the sensations. My hips finding a rhythm of their own, a sudden need making itself known between my thighs. “nope baby, first your nipples. You are mine to play with and I won’t be rushed” then a slap against my thigh to remind me of who is REALLY in charge. My pussy is starting to moisten even though there is no direct contact – YET. I feel by breasts being moulded, groped in the most carnal manner. Teeth graze the underside of my tender flesh, nibbling and nipping. This makes me squirm even more. “please Daddy, just one finger in my pussy, just one?” I beg. I hear laughter at my desperation. “Not yet baby, not yet” another slap to my thigh. The teeth return to the underside of my breast and bite, gently. The bite turns into a suck, a firm mark leaving suck – I look forward to the reminder of today. My pussy is now practically dripping and I let out a loud moan of approval. Here I am, trapped against a door with my pussy dripping and not even touched yet. Oh God, keep going, please please keep going. This is not a man to be rushed but he does take pity on me by sliding a small vibrator inside my pussy. The vibrations feel delicious. I can’t stand still as the vibrations move within me. Laughter at my predicament breaks out from my ‘tormentor’. He runs his fingers over my flesh and kneels in front of me. “ready for some pussy worship baby?” he whispers. “Please please please Daddy, make my pussy pulse” Wanna know the rest? Just ask

30 November 2019

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I have just been lying back going through all these dating sites and I have ended up just playing with myself, and then, out of nowhere comes a knock on the door and a sweet voice saying let me in. I was there in a second and I answered the door to my beautiful darling friend named Jodi. And it was good to see Jodi because she asked if my nice big thick cock has been taken care of tonight, then she was a good girl and swallowed the while thing like a good girl

29 November 2019

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On one occasion meet a lady for lunch we had a great time and asked me back to her place for a coffee not expecting anything further. At the end we exchanged numbers and I left about 3.30pm. About 5.30 I got a phone call asking if I like to have dinner at her place which I accepted and arrived at her place at 6pm. She wanted pizza for dinner so on the way to her place I picked up the pizza. We chatted and had a few drinks we both were feeling comfortable sitting on the couch chatting then her phone rang and she left the room to talk but when she got back she was in her sexy gear which she asked me if I wanted to join her in the bedroom she was hot, need I say more on what happened then she moved away about a month later but we fucked a couple of times during the week until she left. We still keep in contact but she has found someone.

22 November 2019

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Hi all my wife and I have been enjoying the fun times we have got up to from this site , so far we have invited a few guys About a year ago I came across this guy promoting his cock as being a 9 inch and very thick , I got horny just thinking how my wife pussy would take that cock . She had been asking me to get her a guy with the biggest cock I could find ...and I had just found it We got together at the Rydges in Bella Vista at the bar where we had a few drinks , I could see his bulge inside his pants and my wife could not stop staring at it . So I made the move and told them we should go up to our room in a very explicit way . My comment went like this “well I see she likes the bulge in your pants so if you want to join us and fuck my wife any way you like let’s go as I am horny to see you take her “ my wife just smiled with an embarrassment look , he stood up and said “ I am happy if she is willing “ hell she wanted him as did not waited a second and said yeeeees Once in the room I placed my hands under her dress and pulled her undies out gave them to him and told him “she is all your “as he pulled his pants off his huge cock sprang out as he was also wearing no undies , it was hard and big . She went straight for it and kneeling in front of him started to suck him ,he then held her head and mouth fuck her , then rubbed his cock all over her face . She stood up and took all her clothing off , he lifted her and placed her on her back in the bed ,where she opened her legs wide smiling at me , her cunt was literally dripping , he held his cock and after teasing her cunt slowly inserted it all into her willing cunt...I tell you, I never heard her moan and scream of enjoyment as much. After a while he placed her bending on the side of the table and took, her from the back As he was pumping her hard he was asking her if she was enjoying his big cock and told her he was about to cum ...begging she. Shouted “please please cum inside me please this got him going and keep asking her what do you want me to do to your pussy her reply was John st “ please please just cum inside me. And he did , there was so much cum that it dripped down her legs ...me I just cum looking at them .... he was about 30 and had a lot of energy so fucked her 4 times that night

19 November 2019

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I was on the bus coming back from the city feeling horny as fuck seeing hot women everywhere. The motion of the bus gave me a massive throbbing hard on. There was only a couple of people on the bus and it was a long trip. I was towards the back. There was a lady only 3 feet away from me just in front and to the other side. As soon as I touched myself the feeling was so naughty and exciting. I was very discreet as I started stroking my rock hard cock. It only took 1:50 seconds to have one of the most amazing orgasms I have ever had. Just as I blew my load my leg quivered and moved the lady near me looked over at me right at that moment my cum was squirting out of my pulsating cock onto the floor. That made it even more exciting. I cleaned up a huge load off the floor and got off at my stop. That was my bus trip. P.S. That was the second orgasm in 2 hours for me. I had to rub one out at the office I want to in there public toilet.

15 November 2019

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As I watch her play with the silver spoon, she dips in into the crisp green apple gelato, dragging it out leaving fluffy marks as it slides from the container. She samples it with the knowledge she has your eyes locked on her. She knows her movements are watched, they are done knowing that you are looking at her, watching her move, her breath. You see the wicked combination of her cherry red lips, the white spoon and the vibrant green gelato and the contrast of the colours enveloped together with the flick of her tongue. As she goes back for a 2nd scoop she exhales and you smell the crisp, green apple. The tart tang adding to the undeniably charged atmosphere that is between you. The way we have been teased each other though the week and through today with our touches, looks and lingering actions. A small piece of the gelato drops on to your breast and I watch it slide down your chest. I watch as your nipples harden as the cold, icey shape slides down your body into your top. You look up and see my eyes. You look at me to dare me to make the next move. I move closer and I lean in to kiss your neck, I smell the vapour of the gelato mixed with the natural perfume of your body and the tin of your sweat. I follow the smell and taste the apple on your skin. You shift your body without knowing you are and you press your flesh closer to my lips. I follow the taste and get to the edge of your top. My lips move further down caressing your breast. My breath blowing on your skin, my lips feeling your nipples through the fabric. I can smell and taste the gelato on your body and move to hold your body against me. I follow the trail of gelato back up your breast and can again taste the tart, sugary taste contrasting to your salty, sweaty skin. As I trace your skin with my tongue I feel your goose bumps rise and you hold my head in your hands as you let me continue up your body. I kiss your jawbone and continue to suck on you. I find you ear lobe and flick it with my tounge. I feel you shake as you tense and bite your lip as you feel yourself groan. You can feel my hands and sprit sucking you in and the fires within us soar. I take the spoon from you and take your top off and stand behind you. As I scrape the gelato from the container I tease you as I stand close behind you and have the container in front of us. I step back and leave you as your slightly bent over the bench. I press the cold spoon on the back of your neck and I feel you tense and sigh. The small amount of gelato slides off the spoon and slides down your spine. My lips follow it and I feel you sigh as I feel you lean closer to the bench and as you spread your bear legs as I lick your back and I continue to taste your body intermingled with the taste of green apple. The last of the gelato slides down your naked body as I follow it over the small of your back and I feel you shake as the cold lump slides over your tailbone and onto your tight little rose bud. I lick your tailbone and you feel my hot breath and tongue sliding down your body to lick at your rose bud. By now I can smell you as you further spread your legs and press your wetness onto my tongue. Your smell and fluids are driving me wild as I lust for your wetness and lick you. I press myself into you and you feel my nose lodge itself to your rose bud and my tongue seeks to go deeper into your body. My hands are on the front of your thighs pulling you onto me as I lick you. My lunge licks are rubbing and lapping at your clitoris. This is pushing you over the edge as you cum, hard. Your breasts are pressed hard onto the bench as you recover. The only reason you have not fallen on the floor in because I have hold of your legs and control your knees in place. I feel you take control of your legs again as you take my hand and lead me to new places

4 November 2019

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You walk in to the apartment lobby. I don't say hi or kiss you this time, as happy as I am to see you. I want to talk to you, but tonight I just hand you a leather collar, which you put around your neck and buckle. We walk to the lift. Alone inside, I look up at you. I stand on tiptoe and pull you down towards me. I'm excited to have you here as my toy; I'll be taking away any control you think you have. I attach a chain to your collar. It doesn't choke you, but it sure doesn't look comfortable. The buckles move as you swallow; it's really tight. I twist the chain and pull your face down towards me. I bite your full bottom lip and kiss you hard. It turns me on, I'm already slightly wet and I press myself against your body. I think you feel uncomfortable; I feel predatory. I open the door and pull you inside with me, which takes you by surprise and you fall against me a little. The contact of your body slamming into mine is exciting. Inside the room I tell you to take off your clothes, you do, but slowly enough to really piss me off, so I yank the chain to pull you down onto your knees. You're not in charge. I'm wearing a short dress and I reach between my legs to peel off my lace g-string. I scrunch it up and shove it halfway into your mouth. It's disgusting how much you like this and I pretend to be appalled. I tangle my fingers in your hair and pull you towards me. You lick slowly up the inner seam of my thigh until your face is buried between my legs and you're kissing and licking my bare pussy. I tell you to get on your hands and knees, I straddle your bare back, my naked ass perched on top of you. I have a leather paddle, its expensive, like all of my toys and you don't deserve it, but I'll use it on you anyway. You beg me to, the way a good, obedient slave should. I smack you, lightly to see what happens. I like the cracking sound it makes on your skin, so I do it some more. You moan and it sounds fake, I hit you across your ass cheeks with it, harder, a stinging slap. I reach between your legs and let my fingers trail down your ass crack and beneath, not so gently squeezing your balls. I give them a few little smacks with the leather paddle and you shout, "Ouch, fuck!" I really like this and can't help but giggle a little. I tell you that you had better get your cock nice and hard for me, that you need to grab that big cock and get it the fuck up. You start to touch yourself. I slip off your back and walk around in front of you, bending forward at my waist, so my ass is right in your face. I reach behind, cupping under your chin and force you to lick my ass. You're hard now and I want to feel your cock inside of me. I tell you to turn onto your back. Now straddling you. I reach over and pick up handcuffs, locking your hands together above your head. I don't like the way you close your eyes, so I climb up and sit on your face, gripping you by your hair. My silky pussy is pressed against your lips; your tongue flicks hungrily over my slit. I position myself back over your cock and sink down on top of you, so you're all the way deep inside my tight, hot pussy. I fuck you the way that I want it, using you like my toy. My pussy is clenching hard around your cock and it feels so good. I don't cum but I can tell you're too close. I pull your hair and slap you to bring you back. This won't do, it isn't about you, it's about me. I climb off of you and pull on my black strapon harness. You've seen this before, but this time the cock is bigger. I kneel over your face, and push it between your lips, into your mouth, force you to suck it and get it nice and wet. You do it, taking it all the way into your mouth. I push your legs open with my knees, lube it up and leaning over you, push it inside you slowly, gently. You love it, I can see this all over your face and you start to fuck yourself with it, doing the work, telling me how much you like my hard cock. I grip and stroke yours while I tell you how dirty you are, what a slut, how filthy and I decide it's time for you to take a shower. I release your hands and collar and you follow me into the bathroom. I turn on the shower taps and push you up against the wall under the jets of water. You watch me as I peel off my dress. We're both naked now and I gesture at you to sink back down the wall to sit on the floor, you do, looking up at me with anticipation. I move closer to you and press your head between my thighs, so you can barely breathe, smothering you with my pussy. I don't let you stop. You suck my clit, the way that you showed me I like and I cum hard, my body shaking with the intensity of my orgasm. Now I want to watch you cum and I lower myself down over you, grabbing your thick cock and sliding my hand up and down over it. It's the best handjob you've ever had. The sound of your moans makes my skin tingle. I tell you to pull yourself off now, your hand moves over yourself, you're harder than I've ever seen you. You know you deserve to be humiliated, degraded. You beg me for it. I move closer and spread my pussy open so you can see inside, pink and perfect. I shove two fingers into your mouth, you suck them hard. While you do I give you what I know you want, a golden shower, peeing all over your cock, a hot stream of liquid. You cum, incredibly hard, explosive, more than you ever have, over your stomach and chest. I lean down and lick it. I kiss you, your salty cum on my lips, it tastes good to me. You look so hot, sitting on the floor, long legs splayed out against the tiles. Your head rests back against the wall, a smile playing on your lips, eyes closed. You're really very beautiful. I'd like to keep you, but I kiss you sweetly and tell you "Get out", my favorite parting words.

3 November 2019

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The course was designed by a seasoned tour professional, renowned for his long hitting and clever approach shots. The fairways were cast upon acres and acres of lush greenery, breathtaking scenes, dense hazards, ample water and eighteen holes of pristinely manicured landscaping. A golfer's dream. The course was only available to members and almost impossible to gain access too. The common man and public could only dream of stepping foot on the sacred greens. Membership alone was nearing $100,000 per year and only the very successful ever played at the illustrious and private course. Naturally, such a price had its perks and there were many rumours surrounding those who carried membership. The course was shrewd in its secrecy and a haven for the rich and famous. It was also almost exclusively for men with only a handful of women ever known to have graced the course. Emma had two hobbies, golf and investigative journalism. Both hobbies had often led her longing to get inside the walls of the club and experience all the course had to offer, for better or worse. The only issue was that you had to be recommended by a current member who would take you on a round but only once you paid the 10% deposit. That meant almost $10,000 would need to be spent just to access the course for a single round. As much as she loved the sport, that kind of money was out of her reach. Emma had begged her boss at the local newspaper to give her the funds to complete the round and get an inside view of what the club offered. 'I know they are hiding something in there.' She had pleaded. 'I just need a chance to expose them. The story could be huge!' Her pleading had mostly fallen on deaf ears but out of the blue, he had accepted and, in doing so, had completely taken her by surprise when he had made a startling admission. 'The owner has expressed a desire to have more women at the club and they have a few openings, I can take you for a round and they will waive the deposit.' 'What about being escorted by a member?' She had asked with her excitement peaking. 'I am a member.' He had confided, causing her jaw to drop. 'I'll take you on a round this Sunday and you'll be given the full tour, the whole package. You'll be treated like a member for the day and you'll see all it has to offer.' He stared at her, enjoying her reaction and uncontained excitement. 'And I'm told they are so keen to have a few more females that you'll be given a way to join the club, free of charge.' 'Free of charge!?' she exclaimed. '$100,000 off? They must be really keen for more women!' 'You in or not?' 'Does a bear shit in the woods?' 'Meet me here on Sunday at 8am.' With that Emma was sent back to work, a skip in her step as the delirium of the occasion echoed through her body. She could hardly wait. The day dragged as did the week, but she practically bounded out of bed when her alarm sounded Sunday morning. She arrived at the meeting point at 7.30am, parking her old sedan in the empty garage. No one worked on a Sunday and she had her pick of the parking spots, choosing to stop near where her bosses often parked. She jumped out the car, nervous energy pulsating through her. Emma grabbed her clubs and waited. At exactly 8am, a rather expensive and unfamiliar sports car rolled to a stop beside her. Two men were inside, and she recognised one to be her boss who gradually got out the car to meet her. The other man was introduced as the owner of the course and handshakes were conducted. The owner, Drew, looked over her intently, taking in her long blonde hair, light blue shirt and short white skirt that had a faint pink outline down the seams. Apparently, he approved and motioned her to get into the car. Emma had grabbed her clubs, but Drew had raised a hand in protest. 'You won't be needing those dear, he smiled, handing her the car keys. Today, you're getting the whole membership package which includes a brand-new set of clubs and a car. You'll be member 167, hence the licence plate.' Emma stared in disbelief at both men and took notice of the plate which simply had the number 167 on it. No more. No less. Emma wondered at its legality which caused the journalist inside her to twitch, however, the golfer inside of her was far more interested at this point and she eagerly grabbed the keys. She had never driven a sports car before and the engine purred as she pressed down on the accelerator. Twenty minutes later and perhaps taking a slightly longer route than required, she manoeuvred the vehicle down a long drive, past the security gates and into the private surrounds. Taking in the scenery for the first time and gasping at the affluent grounds, she parked the car beside a row of similar vehicles. Looking at the licence plates she concluded she had parked between members 117 and 142. There were approximately 30 other sports cars within the parking spaces, all with personalized number plates. Three motorized carts immediate appeared and Emma became aware she would have her own transport for the round. The cart was far from the usual golf attire and was decked with gold, leather seats, wine cooler, radio and numerous other features. Her cart was the only one that held a set of clubs and she marvelled over the brand-new set, a popular brand and seemingly tailor made for her. On closer inspection, she saw 167 had been etched into both the cart and every club within her set. As she marvelled at the attire, she noticed Drew and her boss in discussion before the owner approached her. 'Emma, love, we are quite keen to have more females at our club, but we only offer our membership to the very best. I'm willing to place a wager with you, if you beat me today, you can join for free. Right here. Today.' 'Oh wow!' Emma was ecstatic at the opportunity. 'Thank you! But you mentioned a wager? What happens if I lose?' 'You'll be given a chance to meet some of our other members and given a second chance.' 'So, if I win, I'm in and If I lose, I still get another shot?' Emma asked inquisitively. 'Correct. Shall we start?' Drew asked, motioning towards the sign with 'Hole One, 457m, Par 4' written upon it. 'Absolutely!' Emma shrieked. For the most part, Emma was an exceptional golfer and she had entered many tournaments previously. She was confident in her ability but soon fell behind both men, their accuracy and power lending for several better positions on the long, expansive course. Unperturbed, she took in the course management, astounded by the beauty of the course and the immaculate upkeep. Everywhere she looked, screamed wealth. The paths were marble, and the signage all laced in gold, there was not a stone or leaf out of place and the clubhouse towered in the background, the three-story building etched in stone and not unbecoming of a castle. Emma was in love and enjoyed every shot, even as she slowly lost ground on the two men. By the last hole, Emma was seven shots behind her boss and nine shots behind Drew. As she stood on the green, about to make a simple foot-long putt it dawned to her that this might be the last shot she ever makes on such a course. She felt an insatiable sadness in her stomach as the little ball rolled toward the hole, a ting emanating as it found its target and sunk beneath the ground. 'Well played, you were a couple under par there, impressive.' Drew smiled. 'Thanks. I really enjoyed it. You had me beat pretty early, but you mentioned a second chance?' 'Yes, I did, didn't I.' He admitted. 'However, I'm not really sure it's for you. Perhaps it's time we return you to your car.' He looked over at her boss who merely shrugged in reply. 'I'd really appreciate the opportunity.' She said, pleadingly. 'Well, you see dear, the girls at the club are expected to be exceptional and while you are certainly better than the average player, you'd have to benefit the club in other ways to maintain a membership here.' 'Other ways?' 'Yes, only about 5% of our members are females and they tend to work here. You know, when they are not playing.' 'I think this would be an amazing place to work!' Emma exclaimed before realising she was within earshot of her current boss. 'You know if it were possible and everyone agreed.' 'Well, it would only be once a week, on a Sunday actually.' Drew said. 'I'm sure that will be okay with you?' He looked at her boss. 'She doesn't work weekends currently?' Emma's excitement grew as she watched her boss nod in agreement. Work once a week to earn membership to an exclusive $100,000 per year club? This was too good to be true! What would she be expected to do? Did it matter? She'd do anything! 'Well, I guess we could give her the afternoon to trial.' Drew said, looking at her. 'Thing is, I don't know if you're the right fit.' Emma sensed her opportunity being taken away. 'I'd love to give it a go. I'm happy to do anything.' 'Anything?' Drew asked, cautiously. Emma nodded her head in agreement, a little unease sweeping through her in the way he spoke that single word but still, she wanted that membership more than anything. Also, she felt a need to inspect further with her boss on hand and having given her the opportunity to investigate. She needed to know what else was here. What was the story? 'Follow me.' Drew said, getting into his cart. 'Let's see if she's good to her word.' Emma followed the motorized buggies as they raced towards the clubhouse. Once parked, Drew came over to her and ushered her forward through the glass sliding doors. The clubhouse resembled a palace with an internal waterfall and an almost obscene amount of gold, silver and crystal. Emma's mind boggled at the cost of building such an entrance, however, she was quickly escorted from the foyer and into a side door. Drew sat her down on a wooden seat inside a room that appeared to be a locker room yet was carpeted and abounded in wealth. 'Well, Emma.' Drew started. 'This is your second chance draw. Behind me are several small rooms, you'll see 167 has been sketched upon one of the doors. That is your room. You'll find it adjoins several other of our member's rooms and, if you wish to join our club, all we ask is that you keep our members happy.' He paused. 'The role I'm offering you is to work a full Sunday, every Sunday, within your designated room.' 'And what do I need to do within the room?' Emma asked, suspiciously. 'Whatever is required.' Drew answered, cryptically. 'Should we give it a go?' 'I'm not really sure what I need to do?' Emma replied. 'You can leave now if you prefer?' 'Will I be alone in the room?' 'Yes.' 'I'll be alone in the room every Sunday? 'Yes.' 'How do I keep your members happy?' 'Would you like to give it a go or would you rather finish the tour here?' Drew asked. 'I really need an answer.' Emma's mind raced with possibilities but casting her mind back over the 18 holes she had just played and the overall celebrity experience, she couldn't bring herself to leave. Not yet. 'Okay.' She said meekly. Drew led her towards the back rooms and opened the door marked 167. Emma peered inside and was surprised to see a quaint cubicle, padded seats lined the outer walls and there was a desk, tv and couch centrally. Drew motioned for her to enter and remarked; 'We'll give you an hour and see how you go.' She stepped inside, and the door closed behind her. Emma took in her surroundings and made a bee-line for the couch. What exactly did they want her to do? She looked over the desk for instruction but there was nothing written. She sat on the couch and glanced around the room. Odd that all the furniture was in the middle, why was there padded seating around the whole perimeter? The shower and locker at the far end were the only resemblances of a typical locker room. Weird. It took only a minute for her to have her answer. As she searched for the television remote a soft sliding of wood caught her ear and following the noise, she realised a small hole had appeared in the right-hand wall. Inquisitive, she approached and kneeling upon the padded seating, casually looked through the hole. The room she peered into was similar to her own. Emma could clearly make out the shower and locker at the far end, and something appeared written on the far wall. Emma Leaned in closer to attempt to read the print, irked and mystified at the whole experience. Squinting, she could make out the writing. "Keep the members happy and keep your 167 membership. You have one hour." Besides the writing, a clock with huge illuminated numbers beamed 60 minutes and zero seconds. As she stared, the clock moved and 60 became 59.59 and it began its descent, the seconds quickly falling by. Emma read it twice and pondered its meaning before hearing a now familiar sound. Wood being slid open. She surveyed the room and was shocked to see a large semi-erect penis protruding through the wall. On it, a single piece of paper hung via a thin thread. Emma stared in horror at the intruder. It certainly wasn't the first she'd seen but never in this kind of circumstance. She stared at the paper before curiosity got the better of her and she crept over towards it. The meat flinched as she reached out and tugged the thread, the piece of paper coming off and resting in her palm. The paper had only one word scribbled upon it, in what was clearly a gentleman's hand-writing. It simply said, "hands". Emma watched in a weird sense of fascination as the penis began to stir and rise a little in anticipation. She marvelled as it grew, eventually stretching out and resulting in seven inches of thick meat protruding into her locker room. She read the note again and it dawned on her that she would be required to please this member with a hand job. "Please the members." She thought, realising that Drews words may not have been referring to those who played at the course but rather the projection between their legs. Emma thought back to the round she had played, the feeling of rejoicing of new clubs, the thrill of the ride and the car that awaited her if she survived the hour. "Ah, to hell with it." She thought and grabbed the erection between her fingers. It was an odd sensation to her, feeling his pulsations through her hand but having no other contact with him. Her lovemaking was often sensual and erotic while this felt strange. She grasped his member firmly and slowly ran her hand back and forth, increasing her rhythm incrementally until she felt his erection start to shake. She kept her hand moving up and down his shaft as it tensed in her hand and gushed a sticky white liquid over her fingers and down the padded seats. As she eased her rubbing motion, the package withdrew, and she was left with a sticky mess upon her fingertips. Emma walked over to the shower and used the sink. A soap dispenser had been installed and she washed her hands thoroughly. What would her boss think about this? Her thoughts were scattered and wild, recollecting what she had just endured and the eeriness of it all. Rumours had abounded for years on the practices between the course walls, but this was a little unsettling and completely unexpected. Another sliding in the wall interrupted her thoughts and she stared as another lump of veiny meat poked through the wall. Again, a thread with a tiny piece of paper hung from his shaft, already erect and glistening in anticipation. This member was thicker and longer than the last, almost nine inches and was up there with the largest Emma had encountered. She took the note and read the single word upon it; "Mouth". Emma knelt on the padded cushions and stared at the cock before her. It was long and firm and bent on an upward trajectory. She found that she wanted to taste it, that it almost beckoned her. In a weird trance, she put her lips on the tip and felt it flinch to her touch. Slowly she licked the lip then ran her tongue along the entire shaft, lubricating the skin and causing it to shimmer in the locker room lights. She placed her lips around the shaft and pressed them tight around the head, her tongue flicking over the tip. Gently she pushed forward, taking inch by inch into her mouth and agonisingly negotiating her way down his shaft. After a few inches, she paused, savouring his taste and using her tongue to run circles over the firmness. It completely took her by surprise when after only a minute of teasing, it erupted within her mouth, discharging a wave of fluid straight down her throat and causing her to gag in surprise. She pulled back a little but kept her mouth upon him as he shuddered and spat at her, her tongue pooling his release. Without a word, the erection disappeared back into the wall and the opening slid shut. Emma swallowed and sat there blinking in astonishment. A minute or two passed without incident and Emma waited expectantly for the sound of wood sliding open. She noticed the original hole in the wall was still there and drew her eye alongside to peek inside. The clock was still moving, 46.47 upon its digital dial. A sound she was now accustomed too caused her to turn her head, only a meter away, another package poked through the wall. This one hung limp, barely protruding, with the note hanging lose. Emma walked over and saw this one had written "Hands". She almost felt disappointed as she grabbed it between her fingers. A few tugs and gentle persuasion as the member started to swell, eventually, it peaked, and Emma had just about a handful to work with. She began to stroke the ridged swelling when another opening appeared right in front of her. The second intrusion was much more impressive, already erect and standing proud. Emma could read the note without taking the piece of paper off and she instinctively put her lips around the shaft. She now had her right hand manoeuvring up and down a skinny four-inch phallus while her lips pushed down hungrily over the larger erection. Her nose touched the wall as she took him within her throat, resisting the urge to gag and trying to ensure she kept a moderate pace with her preoccupied right hand. Emma had never entertained two men at once and the scenario seemed unreal, a dream, she worked on both strangers, completely unaware of any of their features. Were they old? Young? Masculine? Tall? Handsome? She had no idea, but the uncanny scene had her heart racing and her body was beginning to react. With her free left hand, she almost unwilling reached between her legs, surprised at how damp her underwear had become. The member in her right hand suddenly spluttered and a drool of cum escaped, wetting her fingers. It disappeared before she even realised it was over. With only the sole cock to occupy her attention, she sucked deeply, her lips sealing around his shaft in a vice-like grip. With enthusiasm she bobbed her head back and forth, all the while her fingers played with her own body, delicately rubbing and flicking at her own sensitive button. She had her nose pressed against the wall, her tongue flicking over the engorged meat between her lips when her body began to shake. She held the pose, taking in as much as she could, the tip of his erection bulging her throat as her own legs quivered and trembled. She was still shaking when she felt the shaft between her tips tense. Emma made the mistake of withdrawing her lips to watch the erection shake and she felt the salty fluid splash across her cheek and down her chin. Impulsively, she clutched her lips around the pulsating meat and felt as drop by drop entered her throat. She swallowed hungrily, savouring the taste. The man kept his manhood protruding through the wall and Emma continued to lick and savour every drop, eventually, the well ran dry and after a minute or two, he clearly couldn't stand it any longer and the little door slid shut, his erection disappearing. The next opening revealed a large black penis and Emma almost literally choked upon the owner's request. She had never taken a black man in her mouth before and had struggled to get her lips around the monster, his hard package stretching her lips wide apart. Eventually, she had tasted his release and her jaw was numb and throbbing by the time the darkened phallus disappeared through the wall. The next two members had given her time to repair with both asking for her hands to greet them. The eighth erection to enter her stall had brought a surprise when the owner had placed a condom upon his manhood. Her suspicions were founded when she read the note, the word "pussy" scrawled across the paper. Emma had taken some time to arrange herself in the doggy style position so that she could welcome him between her legs. The sound of her cheeks slapping against the wall echoed around the room and Emma orgasmed twice before the erection disappeared. She was unsure if he had finished or not with the latex wrapper preventing any seepage between her walls and her own legs shaking too violently, she was unsure who was shaking the most. With a sudden break in proceedings, she glanced back into the original hole to view the clock. 7.21. She almost felt sorry that the day was coming to an end. There was just time for one last massage and Emma gripped the cock hard between her lips, letting her tongue flick over the shaft and bobbing her head back and forth frantically, wanting to conclude the man before time ran out. The door to her cubicle opened just as the man found release, and Emma removed her vice-like oral grip and glanced towards the doorway, causing his seed to splash across her cheeks. Drew walked in and Emma got to her feet as the erection disappeared. "I think you have earned this.' He said, giving her the keys with 167 written upon the tag. 'I think I'll enjoy being here.' She smiled, wiping her face. 'You must remember this is an exclusive club and what happens here, stays here. Any member caught disclosing even the slightest information, whether it be about the course, the clubhouse or what goes on here will be severely dealt with. You must understand powerful people work here and expect their privacy. That said, if you obey these rules you can come here and play as often as you like and take in all the club has to offer.' 'It sounds amazing.' Emma replied. 'Just remember, Sunday is your day in here.' He winked. You'll be expected to show from 6am and stay until 12pm. Lunch will, of course, be provided.' 'I'm sure I'll leave full.' She giggled. 'Oh, one last thing before you leave.' Drew said. 'I picked your boss up this morning, do you mind dropping him off back home? 'Not at all.' She confessed. Tidied up and with her seat belt on, she reversed out the parking lot, her boss smiling at her. 'So, you managed to get a membership?' He exclaimed. 'Congratulations!' 'Thanks.' She smiled back. 'I can't wait to play here. I might even beat you one day!' 'We'll see about that.' He retorted. 'So, what did you have to do with the second chance draw? How'd you get your membership?' 'You know I can't tell you but I'm pretty sure you have a good idea.' 'Oh? And what gives you that impression?' He asked. 'Well, there are a couple of reasons.' Emma stated. 'Firstly, you're a member but own a newspaper capable of telling the world what happens here. I've been begging you for months to find a way to get inside so I could write a story and you've never even dropped the slightest hint that you were involved here. Clearly, you are looked after and given all the membership benefits.' 'And the second reason?' He inquired. 'Your fly is still undone.' -End-

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Matt stretched out on the couch and flicked the television on. It had been a simple day. An easy afternoon. A weekend. A day off. His 26th birthday. Long gone were the days where he'd celebrate and long gone were the days when others would make a commotion for him. He had received a couple of kind texts and both his father and brother had rung him, however, he had expected very little in way of either surprise or present. Truthfully, he was just happy it had fallen on a weekend and had therefore, allowed himself to take a relaxing day of doing nothing. A far cry from the usual hustle and bustle of labouring and a welcome mental break from wondering how to keep the walls around him. The mortgage had fallen upon him alone when he and his high school sweetheart had parted ways, the candle having burnt out and the temptation of something different having fuelled her desire to part ways. They had been together since they were sixteen and neither really knew a relationship outside of one another. Matt had taken it upon himself to set her free and thus had refinanced the house into just his name, allowing her to take a sizable amount of the equity and move on. He had done so thinking a friendship would be salvaged. That was two years ago, and he had never heard a word from her since she backed the car out the driveway, the boot overfilling with her possessions as she made her final retreat. Whispers had it she had become engaged and pregnant. Matt didn't care to find out. He had spent many an afternoon working on their little house and was immensely proud of the landscaping and surrounds. A gravel area separated by paving that overlooked a gazebo and swimming pool. It had been their home for four years and now it was his home. He worked two jobs and put every dollar he could into the mortgage, even so, he was only just keeping the bank at bay. Losing her was one thing and a battle that left him deflated and bruised. He would not lose the house too. A beep on his phone, caused him to stir from the couch and he grabbed the device to see another text from a friend, wishing him a good day. He didn't bother to respond. It had always perturbed him that people he never spoke too ordinarily, suddenly had nothing but well wishes for him once a year. It felt fake. He was a little surprised to have not heard from her, though. Not that it bothered him, and he couldn't recall telling her when his birthday was, however, after a few months of dating, he had assumed she'd find out and would have called. She was his first real relationship since the departure of the one before. Sure, he had a few dates here and there and a little excitement once and a while but with the pressure on to pay the bills and mortgage, he had found himself mostly at work or recovering at home. His social life was non-existent and as a result, he had rarely met anyone who he'd even cast a second look at. Samantha had put an end to that dry spell. Literally. She had caught his eye by wearing the jersey of his beloved football club and the two had instantly found something to talk about. Talks turned to laughter, laughter turned to kissing and kissing lead to a welcome return to the game after a two-year absence. Samantha had an almost submissive personality and a willingness to please. Boundaries that he had often pushed and even though their relationship had been thus far brief, the pair had engaged in some nights to remember. He smiled, recalling one such occasion when he had placed her, naked, upon the kitchen bench top. Samantha loved to talk and was the life of the party. Her demeanour never changed when naked either and her moans were loud and boisterous. He had caught a glimpse of a neighbour looking out the window to see what the noise was about, only to quickly look away embarrassed when spotting the blonde upon the benchtop, her legs wide apart. Matt was sure both neighbours knew when Samantha was around, although, he had found a few ways to muffle the noise, a process that had revealed that Samantha lacked any gag reflex. None. Nil. A submissive, lean, friendly blonde who enjoyed sex, had no gag reflex and got excited about the footy. How had she ever been single, he mused. He debated calling her. His blood rushing around his body, recalling memories of their previous passionate nights. He could probably guilt her into just about anything by now. Who forgets their boyfriend's birthday? Though, in fairness, she lived almost an hour away, the only downside to their courtship. The pair were too fresh in their relationship to consider any alteration to their current homing situation, though both had stayed at the others plenty. She had made the drive on several occasions before. His place had always been the more convenient rendezvous as she shared an investment property with her father. That had led to a couple of awkward nights as Matt had tried multiple ways to suppress her loud moans of passion, fearful of waking the man sleeping only a room away. He had tried just about everything to keep her quiet, but he still couldn't meet her fathers' eyes come the next morning. She might have been twenty-six herself and her innocence long departed but no father wants to hear his daughter climax. There had been a couple of awkward moments but forgetting a birthday would top the list. His mind raced at the things he could suggest she do to make up for it. A knock at the door disturbed his daydreaming. Odd, he'd not heard any car or witnessed the glow of any headlights. He hoped it wasn't a neighbour, keen to discuss the noise that had been recently piercing the quiet night ambiance. Matt opened the door and nervously peered outside. A hooded figure stared back at him. 'Hi.' She said, flashing a smile. 'Surprise!' Matt laughed. 'What on earth are you doing here? And what are you wearing?' 'You thought I forgot, didn't you?' She insinuated, pushing past him and entering the home. 'Forgot what?' Matt said ironically, embracing her before running an eye over her outfit. She wore what could only be described as a black raincoat. An almost plastic garment that covered her from head to toe, a hood over her head, locking her long blonde hair away and revealing no pertinent features. 'Did you rob a convenience store on the way over?' She flashed him a smile, her white teeth glistening through the dark plastic backdrop. 'It's your present.' She said coyly, her demeanour changing from excitement to nervousness. 'You know, your birthday present.' 'How'd you know?' 'I asked on our first meeting and Alonso and Gerrard are my two favourite players.' She smiled. 'Ah 14 and 8.' Matt said, recognising the link between player and jersey number. 'Yep. It's how I remembered the 14th of August and knew that you were worth keeping.' 'That's the reason I'm worth keeping?' 'Well, you have a few other traits.' 'Oh?' Matt asked, suggestively. 'Do you want your present?' 'Will it get you out this thing?' Matt said, pulling at the plastic and suppressing a laugh. 'That's exactly your present.' She said before taking a step back and in a single motion, pulling the plastic apart. The clip-on buttons popping as they parted to reveal red lingerie beneath. 'Woah.' Matt replied, a little taken aback. He looked over her, lacy red lingerie partially covered her breasts with the hint of nipples showing through the fabric, a matching piece of lace left little to the imagination as it barely covered her womanhood. As she paraded before him and spun around, Matt could see the lace only appeared at the front and a single slim red line, between her cheeks, was all that suppressed his view of her backside. 'You like it?' She asked tentatively, her voice mixed with excitement yet concern, her need to please evident. Matt instantly knew she would have driven the whole way, worried that he'd not appreciate her gift and be disappointed with her. 'You look amazing.' He reassured her, spinning her around again and grabbing her butt. 'I like this bit, the best.' He giggled. 'It's certainly an improvement on the raincoat!' 'I only wore that in case I got pulled over by the police.' She chuckled. 'Or, one of your neighbours saw me arrive. I don't think they like it when I visit.' 'How would they even know?' Matt teased, pinching her backside in the process. 'So.' He hesitated, looking her over again. 'Now what?' 'Well' She started, eyes sparkling with mischief. 'Now that you have your gift, you'd best open it.' 'Oh. And how do I do that?' 'However, you want.' She cooed, her eyes dropping. 'You can do whatever you like with your present.' 'Whatever I like?' Matt echoed. 'That's a dangerous game.' He warned, teasingly. She brought her eyes to his and in a rare moment of total confidence, replied 'You can do whatever you like to me. Tonight, I won't say no to anything.' Matts mind raced with unlimited options, desires and unfulfilled fantasies. He resisted the urge to dive right on in. 'Guess you should jump on the couch then.' He said, feigning an order and not yet taking full control. He wanted to believe her words. He wanted to take full advantage, yet he also wanted to share his pleasure with her. After all, she had put in a fair bit of effort, best he prolonged the event and savour the moment. He didn't want her drive to last longer than he did! Samantha instantly complied and, ensuring he got a great view of her, slowly crawled to the couch where she took a seat in the centre, staring back at him and awaited command. Matt leant over her and planted his lips on hers, embracing her kiss for the first time that night, their tongues flicking over each other. He placed his hands on her body, using his fingers to trace outlines on her back in a familiar fashion to what he knew she craved. Slowly he used only his fingertips to dance around her body, slowly caressing her back before moving towards her chest, his fingers providing the slightest of touches through the lace. He moved south, again only allowing his fingers to breath upon her skin, his touch lingering on her legs and tantalisingly moving centrally before pulling away just as the thin lace was nearing. A little gasp escaped her mouth as he grabbed her hand and placed it between his legs, his manhood standing at attention, fighting the fabric of his jeans. He continued his fingertip parade of her body while their lips continued to press against one another, her hand clutching and investigating his firmness. Matt abruptly stood up and as he towered over her, took down the zipper that her hand trembled over. He guided her between the opening, allowing her to grab at his erection, now only separated by the thin wall of his designer underwear. Enjoying the sensation, he permitted her to grasp at him before guiding her hand between the front opening of his undergarment, a passage only evident on the new men's workwear type range. A passage designed for an easy exit when nature calls and an ability to remain belted, however, on this occasion, an easy entrance when lust came calling. Her hand finally allowed skin on skin contact without him removing his jeans. Samantha used her hand to gently caress the length of his manhood, slowly moving inch by inch, her fingers entranced as her grip encompassed his width. Her movement restrained, she pulled him out of hiding and guided him through the openings, his meat bouncing forward and springing free. Instinctively, her head made a movement towards the sight before her and glancing into his eyes, she almost pleadingly sought permission before placing her lips over the head of his erection and, eyes now closed, breathed him in. Matt moved her hand away so that only her lips contacted him. Leaning forward, and whilst still sitting on the couch, she placed both hands on his behind and with her new-found grip, moved her head towards him. Slowly and deliberately she took him in, inch by inch. With every foray further into her mouth, she paused, adjusting her tongue to flicker over the intrusion and savouring the taste. He placed a hand behind her head and gently encouraged her deeper, her lips eventually contacting his jeans and halting her progress. Holding her head in place, he bucked his hips to allow himself to gently thrust back and forth. His package entering her fully and finding the back of her throat. Undaunted she allowed him to slide in and out, her tongue working feverishly to caress him before being unable to move as his entire length filled her. She loved the feeling of him between her lips and knew he loved to force himself deep within her, her lack of gagging seemingly a welcome trait. She breathed through her nose as he cut off her passageway and lingered, enjoying the feeling of her throat stretched and lips firm against his belt. Holding her in place he allowed his free hand to roam, grabbing at her chest and pinching her nipples. She tensed and quivered at the touch, unable to gasp or moan with her mouth fully occupied. Reluctantly Matt released his grip and withdrew himself from her oral cavity. He watched as her eyes never left his package, he smiled inwardly, recognising her raw desire. Cheekily he patted his penis on her outstretched tongue. He pulled her up so that they were both standing and embraced her, their lips again locked together. Whilst lip-locked, he ran his hands over her body, firmer this time, pulling and kneading at her behind, bare except for the little lace security. He ran his hand from back to front, feeling her warmth and recognising she had flawlessly prepared by shaving her region. He guided her towards the rear of the couch and then spun her around so that her back was to him. Bending her a little over the couch and still yet to remove his own jeans, he pointed himself towards her entrance. Not bothering to remove the lace, he simply pulled the thin strip to one side and pushed himself within her. She gasped at his entry and supported herself against the leather fabric of the couch. Inch by inch he pushed himself forth. Matt was engulfed by her tightness and found himself having to pause as her body compressed around him, almost reluctant and impenetrable. Believing that she had yet to fully warm up, he brushed his fingers along her inner leg and homed in on the warmth between her legs. Finding her inner passage, he ran a hand over the dampness and only then realised the situation. Having been so eager to enter her, he had found his aim a little off and unwittingly had pressed himself a little higher, against her rear. Having met no resistance, he had pressed forward and now found himself several inches into her rectum. Having been eager to please and determined to allow him "whatever he wanted" Samantha had gritted her teeth and allowed him, without restraint, to enter her anal cavity. She had allowed him access here previously but with the aid of a lubricant and her body stretched, argued, ached and pulsated with the unoiled intrusion. Excited by the revelation, Matt used his fingertips to stimulate her button while carefully pushing himself further into her passageway, her inner walls acting as a sheath to his sword, begrudgingly accepting the invasion. He propelled himself forward until his testicles came to rest against her cheeks, his length fully within her. Unhurriedly he began his withdrawal, her body obliging in his retreat. With his manhood halfway from escaping her sanctuary, he pushed himself back forth and, meeting less resistance than before, he drove himself forward until he again could make no further headway. Back and forth he continued his routine, half retreating and providing a sense of relief before squeezing himself fully forwards. Gradually he improved his pace and his retreat become longer, almost exiting her completely before thrusting himself back into her passage. Her body compressed around him, his inward incursions not meeting as much resistance as before. With both hands upon her hips, he steadied into a rhythm, the slap of his two stones hitting her cheeks becoming more frantic. Samantha eased into the rhythm, each prod pushing her into the leather couch. Each new lunge, numbing the last. She closed her eyes and as her body started to accept the sensation, she found herself desiring the next intake. She began to relax, pushing back to greet him. Sensing the change in her reaction and realising that she had started to rock back and forth with him, Matt reached underneath her and toyed with her vacant opening. He slid a finger inwards and curled it backwards in the way one would when gesturing for someone to come towards them. A moan escaped her lips as his lone finger danced within her. His erection bouncing between her cheeks, withdrawing only to then plummet back, deep within. Her body, having acclimatised, began to savour the momentum. Her breathing became louder and more hurried as she felt a familiar feeling brewing. She arched back, forcing him even further within her tight tunnel. Her orgasm almost sent him over the edge too, catching him off-guard as she loudly moaned and panted. Knowing that she would soon emit a piercing type scream, he instinctively put a hand over her mouth, allowing her to suckle on his fingers and her body began to shake and tremble underneath him. Allowing her commotion to subside, he fully withdrew himself and beckoned for her to join him as he sat on the couch. Pulling her towards him, he again spun her around so that she sat in his lap, her back to him. Arranging himself beneath them he found her rosebud tightening, recovering from its previous assault. He lowered her onto his manhood, standing at attention, and she hesitated only briefly before reinviting him into her tightest hole. This time, Matt pushed her body onto his, ignoring the thin red lace that still adjoined her midriff and forcing her to take him in his entirety. Once he had fully deflowered her, he sat there stationary, his manhood thoroughly within her rectum. Matt allowed his hands to wander, knowing their destination and pre-empting another loud encore, he pushed two fingers into Samantha's mouth whilst his free hand generously began to rub her love button. The mixture of sensations overwhelmed her. She greedily sucked down on his fingers, enjoying the obvious distraction as her asshole began to ache from the statuesque prodding while her front began to flourish at the wave of tingling brought about by his fingers, flicking back and forth. Her body reacted, and she violently shook. Her legs weakened and vibrated. Her heart raced and pushed against her chest. Desperately, she attempted to suck his fingers deeply to prevent the loud excursion she knew was potentially bellowing. She had never experienced an orgasm from anal prior to this night and was amazed at the viciousness of each wave of pleasure. Had it not been for the fingers trolling her throat she would have screamed the house down. The vibrations through her body were felt along the shaft of his member and he knew he was nearing conclusion, the sucking at his fingers only adding further fuel to the fire. Matt roughly pushed her off him and allowed himself to exit, enjoying a brief respite from the enteral clutch and vicelike grip she had on him. He abruptly bent her over so that she was on all fours, her backside presented to him. Once again, ignoring the thin line of lace defence, he pushed himself within her puckered hole. Without any delicacy, he thrusted himself fully within her, his ballsack slamming against her tingling pussy. Mercilessly he chiselled at her rectum, with both hands firmly holding her hips, he pounded away, his sack swelling and urging release. 'I'm going to cum.' He panted and pulled himself out from within her. Samantha, now empty, turned around and knelt before him, her eyes darting towards his package only inches from her face. Instinctively, she moved her head forward acting on autopilot. Realising she was about to robotically take him within her mouth, Matt put a hand on her forehead, half to stop her from the taste and half because he was over the edge and couldn't take any more. Straddling himself in earnest and with one hand still upon her forehead, his release came. Streams of white liquid shot forth and landed upon her cheeks and face. With her forward momentum halted by his hand, she stuck out her tongue as his seed landed all upon her. Like a faucet, Matt released himself. Wave after wave aimed at his kneeling companion who could do nothing but smile in shock as she received stream after stream. As the last drop trickled from his shaft, Matt surveyed the scene in front of him and had to suppress a laugh. His girlfriend knelt shocked and saturated with semen beginning to run down her cheeks and dripping off her chin onto the tiles below. Her hair had a matted wet patch across the front and her lingerie had coped a fair bit, wet and stained as it dripped from her face and unto her bra. She had never received so much reward for her efforts and a moment of pride raced through her as she licked her lips and tasted the salty aftermath, aware that several little rivers had been created across her face as they dripped towards her chin. Her right eye burnt slightly as a trickle escaped her eyelash. Still, she refused to wipe away the graffiti upon her facial canvas, allowing him to look and savour. She felt accomplished. 'That's a lot of cum.' She said, looking over her body, licking her lips then smiling up at him. 'I saved you from going ass-to-mouth then!' he reminded her in a mock and needless defence. 'True.' She confessed, embarrassed. 'But you've covered me! I think I need a shower.' She surmised, slowly getting up as another drip landed on the tiles. 'Guess you should have kept that raincoat on, huh.' 'Least you'll never forget this birthday!' She laughed, as she hurried down the hall towards the bathroom. And truthfully... I never have. -End-

29 October 2019

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I received a message need your holes be here in half hour I showered cleaned out inside got dressed put on his favorite panties that he liked. arrived at his house he lived around corner I went in he was in a robe we chatted he said hope you are ready porn was on tv he stood up opened his robe suck this i went over to him and started sucking him feeling him grow in my mouth which I love. he held my head and throated me held me deep then let me go get on bed bitch going to fuck you so hard he lubed up and slowly slide all of his seven inches in once all him he held hips a m d pounded away he was fucking so hard I grunted on every stroke he put the panties on my mouth then going then out and said suck this he gave me a dildo to suck as he pounded he then tyurned me over s pread my legs and started again looking up at him with dildo in mouth he pushed both his cock and dildo deeper into me you slut look at you mmmmmmmph was all I could say he then grunted and unloaded in me he pulled out put a plug in and said clean this mess o lent forward and sucked him clean now go in done tommorr o w night you better do better that tonight I left was plug and full of cum

29 October 2019

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Denial of Denying The End Game “Good morning Sir” came the text The sun had just touched the land “Good morning special one” I replied, “So Sir, what do you have planned?” She was eager to know what it was That awaited her arrival that night She’d been asking, guessing for an entire week My lips, sealed, try as she might “I have told you to be here at 8, and further questions not to ask. You’ll arrive and then you’ll be greeted and only then be given your task” “Yes Sir” she replied immediately Accepting her persistence wouldn’t, break my silence regarding that night, and that ask me again, she shouldn’t Eight on the dot came the knock “It’s me Sir!” cried her voice “Come in. Sit down” I instructed Instructed...... no “if”, no choice She entered to a darkened room And sat down with hands on her lap I approached silently from behind And on her shoulder did I lightly tap She jumped and smiled back at me “You startled me Sir, I’m sorry” I smiled caressing her face “It’s only me my special one, don’t worry” Her shoulders relaxed, she sighed I reached out, she took my hand I led her to the bedroom where In the doorway she did stand Looking in to what I’d prepared She was both shocked and pleased She knew all of the items there, Some for her pleasure, some for her to be teased “Sir...” she began to utter “Hush” I interrupted her request “Clothes on the floor, lay on the bed, “Be a good girl”... “Sir, I’ll do my best” And with that my heart was filled. She knew that pleased me most Her desire to please, to try, to want Was what I’d emphatically boast She laid down and I began to strap Wrists then ankles, not a peep, not a holler Her thighs tied down then she uttered, “Please Sir, may I have my collar?” “Of coarse you may precious” And with that, I fastened it tight Laying a kiss on her soft lips Her eyes glistened in the soft candle light My mouth then ventured south Tasting her supple, soft neck Her shoulder, then her chest Her nipples in anticipation, erect I tasted each of them As I did, I heard her moan in delight She wanted to grab the back of my head But her entire body was strapped down tight I made my way down her belly Licking, kissing, lapping her soft skin Her legs already spread wide She had no idea of the position she was in As my mouth danced around her pussy Her legs clenching as she tried To bring my mouth atop her clit As her frustration she tried to hide With a smile on my face I whispered “No my dear, you must wait” “Wait for how long?” She whimpered “Till I say so. But it won’t be too late” Caressing her inner thighs Her body wriggled, she screamed “Please Sir, I can’t take it!” That’s when toward her I leaned I took her swollen clit in my mouth and stroked her wet pussy with my finger She was ready for my tongue to go crazy But instead it was still and merely lingered She pushed her hips upwards As if to force the friction upon it This was met with a spank on her arse She understood and relaxed as I licked her clit With the first lick her moan Could be heard from outside Her excitement and anticipation Grew with each lap, with each glide Of my tongue on her entry Then suddenly I came to a stop She looked in astonishment As off the bed I hopped Her eyes nearly crying “Please Sir, please may I cum?” “Oh special one, some patience; your journey has just begun!” I reached under the bed And brought out her spreader bar Click, click in place it went “Are you ready my little star?” And with that the vibrator came out and on her clit it came to rest “Are you ready for what’s to come?” I said Her reply; “Sir; I’ll do my best!” With that I flicked the switch And her orgasms instantly started With each of them her screams grew louder And wider her legs seemingly parted As her pussy grew wetter and wetter Her shaking body rattled the bed “Please Sir, no more, please!” So I turned up the intensity instead She screamed louder and louder “Yes, yes!” Then “NO MORE!”, with every exploding orgasm, two, then three, then four Five to ten passed quickly We were in double digits now “How can I make this more intense?” I asked myself And with that, I knew exactly how Her nipples standing erect I clamped the left one, then right And so neither of them fell off I screwed them on extra tight Screaming again she begged me “Please Sir; may I have a break?” Then I turned the dial to maximum And looked on at her body violently shake Nineteen, twenty, twenty one Twenty two, then three, “give me one more!” And as she screamed, sheets utterly drenched I turned the machine off at twenty four She lay there, an utterly gorgeous mess As I unfastened her cuffs and bars Her body reduced to jelly As she lay gazing at the stars In my arms I held her, She cried quietly into my chest “Did my special one enjoy her little journey?” “Sir”, she sobbed “I enjoyed twenty four the best.....”

29 October 2019

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We had known each other well before I met my husband and he was the first man to really fuck me properly and make me cum in my early 20's I'm now 35. He didn't have the longest cock I've been with, it was about 7 inches but it was thick, the kind of thick I couldn't get my fingers all the way around when I caressed it and held it to rub it all over my face, the kind of thick no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't deep throat, the kind of thick that made me wet just thinking about it and made me crave it like no other, the kind of thick I could spend the rest of my life trying to conquer. I had told my husband stories about how he used to fuck me and he'd even seen pictures and videos of us. He got off on it, the thought of me his wife, playing with and being pleasured by her favourite big dick got him into a submissive horny state he couldn't get enough of and when I realised this, I realised I may not have to give it up. I could have my cuck husband and eat a big beautiful dick too. One night everything fell into place, me and my husband were up late messing around watching porn, home made and online porn when I got a text from him. I hadn't been with him since meeting my husband but we had always kept in touch and flirted via text and email... "what you doing? Send me a pic of your tits" .... I showed my husband and the look in his eye told me how to reply... "Mmmmm hopefully I'll be doing you, come over now! Instead of a picture I'll rub my tits all over your hard cock. I need you in my mouth so bad!" I sent him our address and before I knew it I heard the roar of his car in our driveway and my pussy got instantly wet. I answered the door in my lingerie, he loved my tits so I made sure they were on show and when he saw me he got hard immediately, his big dick pushing against his silky basketball shorts. I grabbed him by the cock kissed him hard and said "come in I've been waiting for this for too long". He smiled and said "are you ready?" I knew I was in for it and couldn't wait. He knew my husband was in another room and that he would be able to hear us. We were always loud and couldn't help it. From the slapping of him pounding so hard against my body, to the bed moving and creaking from the vigorous fucking, to the moans and groans that came out of me involuntarily and I think knowing that he could hear us turned him on more cause he was rock hard, harder than I ever remember. I made sure the web Cam was recording and in the perfect spot cause I didn't want to miss a minute. I knelt down in front of him looked up into his eyes and I pulled his hard dick out his pants. It bounced out all strong and hard, the big vein underneath full and throbbing hard. I giggled and got all excited I couldn't believe my absolute favourite dick was back in my hands and about to be all mine for the night. I love giving head in general but I especially enjoy sucking his dick. He held my head and moved my hair away from my face looking into my eyes and telling me how much he loves me sucking his dick. I start rubbing it over my face in awe of its size making sure that him and the camera could see how big it was and my excitement and joy that it's all over my face. I start licking and teasing with my finger tips from top to bottom all the way up his shaft, gently sucking and teasing the head of his big dick rolling my tongue around the tip caressing every bit of it. Really making love to his dick with my mouth and moaning in pleasure while I do cause I'm so happy it's filling my mouth. I slowly and rhythmically worked my way down his big thick dick my lips wrapped around him and my tongue massaging his shaft as I go, getting that sticky wet spit from the back of my throat going as I gag on his dick trying to take as much as I can. Back and forth again and again pushing as far down as I can trying my hardest to deep throat to the base, not forcefully and rough but lovingly and firm. I get so upset I can't touch the base with my lips I just want it all down my throat so bad. I I Pull back and spit on his cock so it's sloppy wet and rub it on my face, running my fingers up and down feeling the strength of the cock I adore as hard as it can be. Hearing his moans of pleasure just get me hotter and hotter and I beg him to fuck me, "fuck me like only you can" He guides me to sit on him cowgirl and I do as he says, standing over his big cock and lowering myself down on him, his big thick dick pushing my pussy apart and filling every part of me up. It feels so good and he's so hard, he starts bouncing me harder onto his cock as I ride him and pushing my hips down onto him... I beg him to take me to fuck me, to own me and he flips me over onto my back, pulls my legs up in the air so my pussy is open wide for him and lines up his big dick with my hot wet pussy that's crying out to be filled up by him. Our bodies fit perfectly together as he starts to pound my pussy hard in the missionary position just like I remember and love. I scream "yes fuck me hard, you fuck me so good!" "don't stop!" as he jackhammers away with his big thick dick filling my wet hole and pushing and hitting spots my husband never could. It's the kind of fucking that takes you to another place, you let your head fall back and give in to the motions. "Fuck yes" he says as he starts to grunt and moan, not stopping for a second or losing stamina he keeps on pounding till we both start to climax.... "oh my god yes yes yes I'm gonna cum on your big dick" I scream begging him not to stop... I "I'm cumming on my god yes, I fill me up, cum in my pussy, please!!!!" I grab his hips and hold him close to me as I feel him start to throb and cum in my pussy. Both our hot juices mixed in my sweet pussy after the most amazing fuck I had since the last time we were together before I met my husband. We laid together for a few minutes getting breath back and telling each other how amazing it was. I tell him I need him like this atleast once a month! I kissed him and said " "you better go, my husband's got some cleaning up to do".... He smiled and got his clothes on and kissed me goodbye "that was great, next time I'm cumming on your face and he can clean that up." as soon as the door shut my husband was in the room between my legs gently licking my swollen pounded pussy, taking photos of the cum trickling out my hole and sucking up all the cum juices in sight. He made me cum eating me out to make sure I pushed out every last drop of the big dick juices and we fell asleep together in our marital bed, the one my favourite boyfriend just owned me on.

18 October 2019

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