Today is the day. You had agreed to it. You will enact your boyfriend’s fantasy with him. He wanted to tie you to the bed frame, he said. Blindfold you, he said, and then take care of you. Oh, you know how well he can take care of you. Sometimes, when he’s down there between your legs, minutes go by. You experience pure lust and bliss. But why the tying down then? He could simply take care of you the way he usually does. You’re not sure how you feel about it. You’re excited, aroused even. Your stomach tightens itself when you think of it. You’re timid, a bit afraid. Of course, he won’t harm you, do anything you wouldn’t want. You know that. He always asks for your consent. Always. To the point that sometimes you get upset. Don’t ask whether you can touch my booty. Just grab my ass already! But you appreciate it. Why does he have this fantasy? What turns him on about it? Sure, you like to be in control. Ask for — no, tell him — what position you want it in. Can I get it from behind? I want to ride you! You know he obliges your every wish. He’s eager to please. Eager to please you. You get greedy. Yes, sometimes he’s pushy too. Trying to get you in the mood when you’re stressed and tired. That’s so annoying. Oh, and yes, you love to control things, control him. You are on top. You like to be there. His body under yours, straddled by your hips, captured between your muscular thighs. Most often you sit there upright like a queen. You like to give him a good view. Of your pussy, how she swallows his cock. Of your belly, stretched slightly back so your navel peaks out —how he likes to kiss your belly button. Of your breasts, so nicely shaped, so full and heavy in his hands. How they swing left and right when you circle your hips. How they bounce when you lift yourself up and down on his dick. You know it’s enchanting to him. You know it drives him wild, crazy. You know you have the power to do that. And girl, how do you love that power! But sometimes that’s not enough. Sometimes you want more. Then you don’t want to be the queen that is admired. Then you want to be the queen that is obeyed. You sit on his face, bent slightly forward. His tongue flicks around between your legs. It touches your lips. It massages your clit. It runs all the way from the top to the bottom of your pussy. Slowly, with varying pressure: first light, then harder. He knows how to lick you. You taught him well. You allowed him to learn. You gave yourself for him to eat. In the beginning, he didn’t know what he was doing. He fumbled around like a virgin. But he learned to lick you according to your taste. Now he knows it. He isn’t so confident in his skills. He never is confident in anything about himself. But you are confident in his skill, and when you sit on his face, that’s all that matters. You love how he licks you. He makes your pussy tingly at first. Then wet. Your legs shake. Your hips tremble. You get there, you reach the point. Sometimes multiple times. After you come for the first time, he still keeps going. You start moving your hips on his mouth. Is he licking me? Or am I fucking his face like I would ride his dick? You don’t care about the answer. You want the pleasure. And you take it, and he’s willing to give it. Sometimes, when you shake so uncontrollably that you might fall off his face, he puts both his knees up so you can support your back on them, and still present him your pussy with your legs spread, your pussy pressed onto his lips. When you’re in the mood to control that’s not enough. He asks whether he can stop licking you. You grant him permission. You give him a break, and you give yourself a break too. You roll off his face and lie down next to him, taking his hand and placing it on your butt. Just like you did the first night he held you in his arms. When you regain your breath you turn him on his back. You seat yourself on his legs. “See how wet I am? I want your dick to fuck this wet pussy!” You put it in slowly, but all the way. You control how you do it. You always like his dick to be deep inside. Your upper body leans forward so that your nipples almost touch his face. You swing your tits left and right. You slap his face with them. Then your left hand lifts up your left titty and directs it to his mouth. “Suck it! Not just the nipple, take it all in!” He opens his mouth as if he was at the dentist. You press it in, feed him your breast, push in as much as possible. Oh, how he listens. He always does. He’s such a good listener, both in and out of the sheets. It turns you on. You do the same with your right boob. Then you lean back and start grinding your hips against him. You look at him. He knows what he has to do. He surrenders, pushes his hands up above his head as if to say “Don’t shoot.” You lean forward again. Both your hands hold him at his wrists. You press him down against the bed. You start shaking your buttocks. You move rhythmically. Your ass cheeks follow the movement of your hips with a slight delay. You turn your head and look back at your butt. It looks awesome. It looks like your cheeks are dancing on him, dancing on his dick as if it was a pole. You’re twerking on him. You look back at his face. It’s contorted with pleasure and concentration. You see he’s trying hard not to cum. You know he can’t last much longer when you twerk on him. You won’t show mercy, though. You like how it feels. You like how it feels that you make him feel this way, that you control him and his pleasure. You’re dominant. You want to make him cum inside you so you order him to put his hands on your butt. You know that this will get him to climax in an instant. It does. Just like you wanted it. Yes, you like to be in control, not just in bed. You like to be in control of all aspects of your life. You can’t stand uncertainty. Everything has to go according to plan— not in your daily life, but in the long term. Your studies? Planned ahead. Your job? Mapped out perfectly. Your future family? You even have a list of names for the kids you want to have. The examples go on. You like to be in control. Do you like to be controlled though? The thought makes you nervous. You were a bit surprised when your boyfriend came up with the idea. Actually, it was you who had the idea first. Well, not exactly. You didn’t want to be tied down. You wanted to tie him down. The two of you had talked about it every now and then. It was a process of getting to know the fantasies, trying to understand how it would make you feel, and setting boundaries. But still, you wonder why he has this particular fantasy. Is it something he saw in porn? Does he feel you dominate him in the relationship and he wants to pay you back for it, or at least show you how it makes him feel? He assured you that the latter wasn’t the case. Yes, you can be dominating, he said, but no, he doesn’t feel restricted or subordinated by you. Why should you assume he thinks otherwise? He always wants to talk about things and directly mentions anything that bothers him in the relationship. He is very open in this regard and has been so since you first met. Everyone has their fantasies, and why should it be different with him? Why should he hide them? He hid so many of his desires and fears in his life. He should break free from this habit of hiding. You want him to break free. You know he is having a hard time doing it even though you support him tirelessly. You want him to get better at it because you love him. So you agreed despite your initial reluctance and worries. He didn’t pressure you. It was a process — for both of you. You set the boundaries: no anal play, no physical harm, no recordings. Both of you agreed. You talked about consent. He asked again and again if you really want to. “It’s ok to say no. I want you to like it and I want you to be honest.” The last time he asked was five minutes ago. You had consented, both of you had. You even agreed on a safe word. Now you lie on your back. Your hands are tied to the bed frame. He had gone through the hassle of finding something suitable to tie you with. He could have bought something from a sex shop but he’s frugal. So he got creative and used a rope for makeshift handcuffs. He even put some cotton pads around your wrists to make sure the rope doesn’t cut into your skin. Your feet are free so “I can spread them and take a good look at your pretty pussy.” You like that. It comforts you to know that you could at least affect the angle by moving your hips and legs around. Yes, you thought, spread my legs and take care of my pussy. If you were frank to yourself, you would have admitted that you had hoped he would just eat you out. Or at least lick you first before he moves on to different acts so you would be more comfortable by then. You have taken off your top and your bra. You still wear your panties though: a seamless black thong made out of a soft fabric. Your eyes are covered by a soft blindfold he has just put over them. A cold sweat runs down your spine as you lay there in a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. You are aroused, yes, but you are timid and nowhere close to being relaxed. “Ready, baby?” he asks. “Yes, sweetheart. Take care of me.” His lips meet yours for a deep kiss. He has moisturized them shortly before. As he kisses you, you smell his aftershave. You think it makes him smell manly. You like it. He sucks on your lower lip a bit. Then he abruptly stops, bends over, and kisses your forehead. “I’ll be right back, baby.” Wait, what? Where is he going? You hear his steps as he leaves the room. “What are you…” you mumble. Your pulse beats faster and you break out in cold sweat. What the heck is he doing? Does he have to fetch something? Hasn’t he lined up everything he could need on the nightstand? The lube, my vibrator, his cock ring, and the other toys. Hell, he’s even checked that they are fully charged. You wonder what he’s up to. You get nervous. All your arousal is gone. Slight anger fills its place. You hear his steps come closer. You try to turn your head in such a way as to be able to peek through your blindfold. But he’s done too good a job. You can’t see anything. “Where were you?” you ask. “Shush. Relax, baby.” You hear how he puts something down on the nightstand. Then you hear the sound of a flame lighting up. Your mind starts racing. Your heart is pounding. What is he up to? Does he want to torture me with fire? You remember the time when he put an ice cube in his mouth before he sucked on your lady parts. Does he have something similar in mind? Apply some heat to my body? With an open flame? “Please, don’t. No, no fire,” you cry out. He doesn’t answer. He puts his hand on your belly and runs it up and down. Usually, you like that feeling. It calms you down. Now you’re too afraid to enjoy it. “So soft,” you hear him say as he keeps caressing your belly. You feel his lips on your belly. They touch you right around your belly button. You smell something. Something that is sweet and smoky at the same time. No, it’s not the smokiness of his aftershave. Incense. He must have lit some incense. A weight lifts off your chest. You are relieved and begin to feel relaxed. His hands wander away from your belly. One— you cannot tell whether it’s the right one or the left one— runs down your thigh towards your knee. The other circles around your breasts. It doesn’t touch them, only slightly at the sides. The other hand slowly moves to the inner side of your thighs. He moves one finger up from the back of the knee to where both of your legs meet. He stops short of your thong though. Then you feel a big, heavy hand on your chest. He first gently massages your left boob, then he takes it in his hand and squeezes it. The other hand starts wrapping itself around your right titty. You like the pressure, the firmness of his grip. You know he likes to do that. You start to sense the arousal build up in your tummy. He removes one hand from your chest while the other keeps stroking and squeezing your breasts. He puts one finger on your lower lip and slightly opens your mouth. Then you feel how something soft and meaty presses against your lips. “Be a good girl and suck it.” You obey. You take in the head of his penis and start sucking it in. You want to take your hand and hold his dick so you can move your lips up and down. But they are tied. So you just suck on the head. While he starts to twists your nipples between his fingers, you move your tongue up and down the tip of his penis, keeping your lips closed so it doesn’t slip out. Your tongue touches this tiny piece that connects the foreskin to the tip of the penis. He lets out a deep moan. Yeah, you like that. I know. You’re very sensitive there. I know how to make you feel good. His moans keep getting louder. You start to feel his dick grow between your lips. It’s getting pretty hard already. Suddenly he pulls it out. You feel how his lips press against your boobs and suck on your nipple. The tongue pressed against your nipple makes it hard. A first slight moan escapes you. He keeps going and you start moving your feet around. You realize that you’re getting wet between your legs. Maybe this wasn’t a bad idea after all. It’s exciting just to feel him without seeing where he is or what he’s going to do next. Why were you so worried? He stops sucking your titties. You feel warm skin pressed against your body left and right. Both his hands push your boobs together. Then one hand lets go. You feel some cold liquid dripping on the space between your boobs. It runs down between them. Then you feel something hard touch the inside of your boobs. He presses them together. It must be his hard cock. Oh, now he’s moving. He’s fucking my tits. He sometimes mentions that he wants to do it more often. It’s kind of messy though. As the pressure on your boobs increases, you hear him moan. His dick rubs against your chest faster and faster. “Yes, fuck my tits.” “You like how I fuck them? You like it, baby?” “Yes.” He must be doing all the things he sometimes mentions but we don’t do regularly. Maybe that’s why he wanted to be in control? He lets out a big moan. Then he stops. He places his hand between your legs. “Is it ok?” he asks. You nod. He pushes aside your panties and slips a finger inside your pussy. “You’re so tight. So soft. So nice,” he exclaims. He puts a second finger in. He feels all around the inside of your pussy. His fingers move in and out faster and faster. “Ooh.” Finally. Finally, he’s touching my pussy. He likes to finger me. I like it more when he places his open palm on my pussy and moves it in circles. Hopefully, he’ll stroke my clit soon. His fingers stop going in and out. They stay still halfway into your pussy. Then they move up and down, describing a beckoning motion. “You’re getting so wet. Wanna see how wet your pretty pussy is?” He pulls out his fingers and puts one against your lips. You can taste your wetness. “Taste how wet you are,” he says, and puts a finger into your mouth. “That’s how wet you make me. Put your dick in this wet pussy and fuck me.” You spread your legs in anticipation. You feel his hands on the left and right side of your hips. He slips his fingers under the tiny straps of fabric that connects the back and front of your thong. You bend your knees up. He presses his shoulders against them so your lower body no longer touches the sheets. Slowly, he pulls down your panties. As they’re between your knees, he exclaims “Oh my gosh! I love how you look in this thong, baby. But I like the look of your pussy much more. The lips, the rosy clit… So pretty!” The excitement in his voice is undeniable. He slides the panties over your ankles. He sniffs at the light stain on your panties left there by the wetness of your outer lips. He holds your panties close to your nose and lets you smell your pussy juices. How much smell arouses me once my vision is taken. “You love the smell of my pussy, no? Look how I spread my legs open for you. Take this pussy, it’s yours. Fuck it good!” “Not so fast.” You feel how he places a toy on your belly. You hear the sound of something tearing, like a piece of paper. The toy starts to vibrate on your belly. He picks it up. You feel how he slowly and teasingly moves it down your body. Then the toy stops moving down and you feel how something sticks to your skin. Two pieces left and right of the toy. Did he tape the toy to my body? What? You feel the vibrations of the toy on your body. It’s very close to your pussy. You can feel it. Maybe half a centimeter above your clit. Push it down. I want to feel it on my pussy. You feel how he massages and kisses your boobs again, one hand placed on the inside of your thigh, just a finger away from your pussy. He’s really teasing me. Your arousal builds up as you feel his mouth sucking on your neck. You are very sensitive in this part. You moan out, both in pleasure and in frustration. The frustration of being teased but not being pleased. “Don’t just tease me. Stop that.” “Ok.” He removes the toy from your belly. He crawls down between your legs. He grabs your ass with both of his hands, one hand on each cheek. He lifts you up slightly. Oh, now he’s gonna lick me. Finally. That’s how he always starts. Puts me in the right position for him to have good access. He squeezes the flesh of your butt. “That ass. I love your ass, baby,” he says, and kisses it. He’s awfully close to my butthole. Well, sometimes he accidentally gets close to there when he licks my pussy —or is it no accident? I shouldn’t have shown him My Neck, My Back, Lick My Pussy And My Crack. No, not my crack. I don’t know how that feels. “Suck my pussy.” You feel how he lets you down. You can’t see it but you think he’s gotten up. Frustration builds up in your body. He’s been teasing me so long. You are caught between being horny and being frustrated. It gets you mad. “You want your toy, baby?” he asks as you hear the sound of your vibrator. “Yes, give it to me! Now!” You feel how he presses it between your legs. You immediately feel relieved. He moves the toy slightly up. That’s exactly where I like it. Yes, right there. Oh my, gosh. I know he sometimes wants to see me come from my toy. Let me give him the show. You start shaking slightly. “You like that? Tell me when you’re about to cum!” He often says this. Maybe he’ll put his dick inside of me before I cum? He likes to do that. Stay still inside of me and feel my pussy contract around his cock. “I’m close.” He lifts up the toy. Wait, what? After teasing me for half an hour. “Good. Not so fast, baby. You have to learn how to be patient.” So that’s what he has in mind? Your anger turns into madness. You’re mad at him for not letting you cum. You’re mad at yourself for not cumming faster and for telling him that you were close. But you’re still horny. Incredibly horny. You feel the wetness between your legs. It drips down onto the sheets. “Spread your legs, baby. Make them wide open for me so I can fuck you good.” You oblige. You spread them out as far as you can. He kneels down between your legs. You feel how he places his dick on your labia. Yes, finally. Come in. He sticks it in. Slowly, just like you like it. But then he stops and pulls it out again. He repeats this: sticking it halfway in and pulling it out again. If you weren’t blindfolded, he could see the madness and desperation in your eyes. “Fuck me hard and deep,” you cry desperately. “If you wish.” He pushes it all the way in. He moves his hips and penetrates you in long, deep strokes. You’re close to an orgasm. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum for me, baby!” You feel how he pulls his cock out. You gasp for air. Blood floods into your cheeks, so mad and frustrated are you. Then you feel something sticky dropping on your skin. Did he cum onto my belly? You remember the sparkle in his eyes when you made him cum on your chest. Did he want that again? Why did he never ask? So he just did it? His hands touch your boobs and your belly again. They spread this warm and sticky liquid on your skin. Then he puts a finger into your mouth. “Do you like the taste?” You don’t respond. Your frustration, arousal, and anger consume you. “Thanks so much, baby. I really liked it. But now… Before I untie you, it’s your turn.” You feel his tongue pressed against your pussy. It’s there, right there. Not a centimeter to the left or right. Right there. It moves up and down. Slowly and steadily. You start shaking. All your frustration unloads at once. You gasp for air, “Right there. Don’t stop. Keep going. Yes! Don’t stop!” you shout. For once, you let all your pleasure be heard. Beep the neighbors. This feels so good. He unties you and takes off your blindfold. He gives you a deep kiss. “I love you, baby!” He turns you around and puts both his hands around you. He pulls you in to cuddle. “But I’m not clean. I have to take a shower.” “Don’t worry, baby. I love you. We can shower later.” “Did you like it?” “Yes. A lot. Did you?” “Yes. But you know what: you know what I liked the most? Taking off your blindfold so I could see your pretty eyes.”

26 March 2021

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Half asleep his hand reached for my breast. So softly he squeezes and massages, not paying any attention to the nipple, just that beautiful breast. He can feel and hear my breath start to increase, i can feel the energy between the 2 of us. I turn to him, we're lying side by side i kiss his beautiful mouth his hand starts to slide across my hip i move my torso up so that he can place his mouth around my breast then nuzzles in between them. He loves the touch of my curves, my beautiful backside, my heart rate increases, becomes erratic. This goes on for what feels like an eternity, getting that rise for the both of us. He starts to pull my underwear down, I'm desperately wanting to feel him inside me. He uses one finger and feels my pussy, I'm so so wet. He focusses only on my clit and surrounds, i can feel myself building, i tell him i don't want to cum yet, he smiles. This continues as he kisses me, this deep passionate longing kiss, i build even more his mouth is completely over mine, i can only breathe through my nose, then he covers that too, leaving me breathless. I start squirming sending me into a frenzy, I'm so ready to cum, this kiss continues, it's intoxicating, i don't want to stop, we kiss deeper. I cum, but I don't explode, it's so soft and subdued. My god, what just happened... He lay on top of me, my legs open, he slowly inserts his penis, I'm still so wet, he's so hard. He pulls out just as slow, then in again. My knees are up, I'm trying to urge him to go deeper. He thrusts ever so slowly, a few times and pulls out again, his cock rubbing over my clit, he keeps teasing me with this, we're kissing each other on everything we can get our lips on. I can feel him growing, i want him to go deeper, harder and faster but he doesn't. We're both sweating by now, wanting to please each other. He moves out of me, forces my legs flat on the bed and sticks his hard cock between my breasts and unloads straight away and sends my body into overload, my back arches, my pelvis jumps forward, i manage to orgasm on the energy of what just happened. I hold his cock in my hands, kissing his chest, still squirming for more 🧡

24 March 2021

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I’ve always been sexually dominant, apart from the occasional switch (a very different story), however as I explored what that meant one day my eyes opened. I will call her “Bella” for this recital of events, it’s suitable innocent and slutty- which I think is entirely appropriate for the shenanigans that occurred on our first encounter. We had been chatting on a site for some time, she (like me) was married and suffering from a thorough lack of fucking. I was dubious about her profile as she appeared as a low 40”s blonde with g/e natural breasts, and looking for someone to really take control. We bantered for a month that or so then moved to chatting via an alternate medium, at this point she shared live pics and I was amazed (I’m a breast and arse man, she had exceptional assets on both fronts), coupled with bright blue eyes and an “innocent” look.. who could resist. Through our banter she was open to wanting to be submissive.. many say this but I find it rare they really want to push and see... So we decided to meet in the foyer of a major hotel, this was during Christmas period. I waited in the foyer her message had outlined her attire, but I could see no-one fitting her description. We had said 5:30, it was heading 5:45 and she had not arrived, her messages said “I’m just finishing work drinks, 5mins”. At this point I was ready to walk, but I decided to order a drink. I sat down and told Bella which table to come to in the bar... (not believing she would arrive at all). I was surprised five minutes later that she walked up, hotter than expected, and apologetic as her friends delayed her.. She was beyond belief, low 40s, g breasts (at least) a white clinging dress, lips to die for and great legs... However being late wasn’t a great start.. I ordered her a g&t and we started to talk.. it was a little stilted, I wasn’t sure why... our drinks arrived and we continued to exchange niceties.. I asked directly “what do you want Bella? Really?” She responded shyly “I really don’t know, I want to experiment”.. I looked her in the eyes and said “Bella, go to the bathroom and remove any underwear, come back with it in your handbag, ok?” She immediately smiled and blushed and said yes sir. She returned, blushing but with the lace white panties showing from her bag... I slid a finger along her thigh under the table, she spread her legs welcomingly.. I paid our bill and we walked through the hotel to the foyer, where we sat, her legs spread (anyone to see) her breasts showing more than acceptable.. nobody about though, so I started to finger her.. mindful of cameras. As she started to pant, I asked her what she was.. her reply was simple “I’m your slut, own me, use me...” so having past her first test on underwear I said walk with me, we headed straight to the bathrooms, there was a queue on both male and female (functions on) so I grabbed her hand and walked straight to the disabled.. we entered, I locked the door and she dropped to her knees... offering her breasts and mouth, we indulged in exploring these, the best breasts I’ve ever seen! Then she became worried about the crowd outside (queues for m&f toilets) so i flipped her skirt up, and slid my cock straight in to her pussy... It was short and sweet, but hot.. as the knocking on the door increased the need to climax grew, as I filled her pussy we both came.. I told her to hold her head high as we walked out, smiling and licking her lips... underpants on her finger and bra over handbag.. Of course as usual people simply don’t notice, under there nose was cum dripping woman with barely anything to hide, but they may as well have worn blindfolds. This was my first true dom/ sub encounter, I’ve kept it brief, but if you like please let me know- my affair with Bella was delicious and she truely encompassed her submissive role.

23 March 2021

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I remember when I first went to a Sex Toy Shop I was completely nervous and I didn't know what to expect. However when I entered into the shop most of the people who sell toys are really friendly and didn't judge me. Altho I think they knew or thought that it was my first time. Bad news is I did not buy anything but good news is I went to wild secrets online and bought a Penis Pump. Few days later it arrived and I was so eager to try it out when I got home. I got myself a lubricant starting lubing the base of the pump and ofcourse with my cock. Whilst starting to erect I added the pump to my cock and it felt like I already lost my virginity but yet it was to a toy! As everything was set I started to pump slowly and I enjoyed the feelings of pressurization around my cock and felt my cock grown hard and sensitive. It felt fucking amazing! I took the pump out, watched a beautiful ebony girl in a nurses outfit getting fucked by an older man and started playing with myself and jerked nice and slow. Enjoying that hard rock feeling of my cock I felt I was going to cum rather quickly but I like how I controlled myself and kept rubbing it out for 20 minutes and eventually I decided to put on my pump again and pump it for 5 minutes. Then took it off and started to cum and I came so much but so GOOD! Yes I came into my pump cylinder HAHAHA! I did clean it up ofcourse because.. nobody wants to use a pump when it isn't clean (DISGUSTING IF YOU USE IT BUT DONT CLEAN IT!!! EW!) Hmmm safe to say it was my first but wasn't my last to use that pump over and over again.

22 March 2021

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My first attempt at recounting a story- all true. Some years ago I was working in large corporate. There was one particular HR woman who I often worked with, a very cute blonde mum- very much the “Toorak” type if you know melbourne. We always got along well, though sometimes in interviews she seemed to get a bit nervous and flushed, I just thought nerves or tired due to young kids. A few years later we had both moved on, and I caught up with a former colleague for a drink who asked if i remembered her (I’ll call her “Blondie” from here on), I said I did indeed and my friend said “she had quite a crush on you!”, apparently at her farewell, that I missed, she got smashed and spilled the beans to this friend. I had had no idea.. of course we were both married and so had clearly played cards safe around the workplace.. I thought nothing of it, then a year later I was walking to my car from a meeting in South Yarra and i ran in to Blondie in the street. She gave me a big hug and smile, I admit her breasts pressed against me and I remembered the comment she “had a crush”.. I wondered if it remained, so suggested a coffee. She said she would love to. We sat at a cafe then chit chattered about work, kids, family, respective “better halves”.. I then mentioned I had caught up with our colleague a little back, and sorry I had missed her farewell- and heard it was quite a night.. she blushed and said yes, quite a fun night, few too many. I looked her in the eyes and glanced down at her cleavage, which was delightful and going a bit red, then looked back up.. she blushed more. We had both finished our coffees at this point and I offered to drop her back to her office, as I was parked around the corner. She said thanks and that would be great. She got in the car and looked across our eyes locked, I thought bugger it and reached across, hand behind her neck and leaned in... she leant forward and kissed me madly. She then stopped and said “what the hell, where did that come from?”.. I spilt the beans our colleague had shared her crush, she responded with “you have no idea, I sat in meetings soaking wet, wanting you.. But you always seem so proper.” Oh, little did she know what I had been thinking. I kissed her again, and slid my hand around her breasts, firm, and long nipples hard as- amazing.. I suggested “let’s move the car somewhere more secluded?” She nodded as she reached across and started stroking my cock, saying I wondered what it would be like... As I started to pull out, one hand on her breast, hers on my pants, she starts to unzip me. Now I don’t condone or recommend this however there is something hot about it.. as next thing she’s dropped to take me in her mouth as I’m driving down a main road.. it’s astounding what people don’t notice, and insanely exciting to have a sexy blonde sucking you as you drive. We kept going like this, her fingering herself and salivating and giving one of the best blow jobs I’ve ever had.. time to time trying to take it all, eyes watering. At one set of lights a 20-something brunette on a bike glanced in and almost fell off in shock! I almost blew then from excitement. I pulled in to a multi-storey carpark, and found somewhere secluded.. we kissed hotly, then she said fuck me here.. the seat went back and she jumped on all fours. This isn’t the easiest of positions but no way was I stopping to worry about that, her arse was tight and round- amazing.. I gave it a slap, to which she moaned and said “harder” I slipped two fingers in, then reached around for her to lick them.. I asked her “what are you Blondie?” To which she replied “I’m a slut, I love it, everyone thinks I’m a conservative quite mum, but I really just love cock”. I was in heaven, this gorgeous woman was as kinky as me.. So I slowly lined my cock up, teasing her with the tip pressing.. she started pushing back trying to get it in early.. I surprised her and went full hilt, grabbing her hips and pushing as deep as I could.. she moaned and screamed fuck yes, harder.. there i was in the back of a Coles carpark, pounding this hot HR mum, slapping her arse with one hand, twisting her nipples with the other.. I reached up and pulled her hair back, she moaned more.. I couldn’t believe it. Then she looked back and said “take my arse, my husband won’t fuck me there”.. I didn’t need to be asked twice:) So I slide in, she screams...” gentle, it’s been a while”.. I’m pushing in, pop and then a bigger scream of “oh yes more” I admit I didn’t last long, until I asked “do you want my cum in your arse?” Which received the “yes cum in my slutty arse”.. We kissed and talked and wished we had known, years of antics wasted!! This was the start of a great ongoing fling, lots of places, toys, drive around fun and more... including some interesting super market shopping;) If you liked this, I’m happy to post some other experiences, let me know.

22 March 2021

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One night l am chatting to a local AMM member who is a nurse and just finished her afternoon / night shift. She asks if I could fill a fantasy of hers, which she roughly outlines. Why not, I think, sounds like good clean naughty fun. I give her my address and go upstairs and set up my massage therapy table, lay out some clean white towels, light some candles, get out the sensual massage oils and a blindfold. Within 30 minutes l hear the front door open, then someone coming up the stairs, l am hiding in another room (part of her fantasy) then she says "ready", l walk into the room, she is completely naked except for the blindfold, she has sun tanned skin, tall, nice C size breasts with twenty cent nipples, long brunette hair and is standing next to the table (part of her fantasy is there is to be no talking what so ever). I stand in front of her, close enough that she can smell my cologne and feel my breath on her face, l place my hands on her arms, turn her towards the table and guide her to lay face down on the table. Her hair smells like medicine and her skin is smooth and tight. I commence the massaging with her feet my hands now have a liberal amount of oil, with a plan to slowly work my way up her body, still no words have been spoken, we are living her fantasy ......... As l massage her carves her legs start to part, enough to see her wet smooth bits, so l move slowly to the inside of her thighs and up over her buttocks, next time l replenish the oil on my hands, l drip a couple of drops down her crack and to my surprise she opens her legs wider and lifts her legs slightly. I am now about to start on her lower back, her arms and hands are by her side and they have not moved until now, her fingers stretch out and they drop off the table and brush against my leg, and start to wander up my leg to my now partly erect cock, she touches my knob and let's out an excited moan, still no words have been spoken ........ As l massage her back moving up to her shoulders, she is rolling her thumb over my knob and massaging the pre-cum onto my blue vein, my mind is starting to wonder, what else does she know ........ As l massage her shoulders l move to the top of the table and move her hair to massage her neck, after a couple of minutes she starts to moan and slides up the table with her tongue out reaching for my penis, licks it, kisses and finally takes it into her mouth, sucking deeper and deeper, this was not mentioned in her fantasy outline, smiling in anticipation :) I want to make her more comfortable, so l move back to the side of the table and put my hands on her hips to turn her, she moves to the bottom of the table and lifts her arse for a doggy, l rest my cock on her wet slippery whole and press "pop" we are both moving in unessense, faster and faster, harder and harder, then she says out of the blue, "l am coming, l never come like this" my husband and you should meet, l go weak at the knees ......... bloody hell ........ True story, no names, no conversation, her fantasy 10 out of 10

20 March 2021

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It was NYE 2020 and we had my wife's bestie (Linda) from Queensland over to stay with us in our new home. There has always been a bit of sexual between Linda and I, but we never went ahead with until this visit. My wife had gone out to costco by herself to limit the exposure to any potential COVID infection and while she was out I was on my weekend morning walk. Unknown to me Linda had stayed back due to not wanting to be in a crowd. As I arrived home I went straight to have a shower. Unknowingly I left the pocket door to the ensuite open. As I started the shower I heard the door open, it was Linda in all her naked glory dyed blonde hair and red pubes. She knew I was impressed as my cock was in a very erect position. Linda then opened the door walked in and immediately went down on me taking my 8 inches in one mouthful. She sucked and sucked until I was ready to cum. I told her this she told me that her legs were closed to her hubby, but not to me. She craved and craved me ever since she saw me topless a couple of years ago. We exited the shower dried off quickly and went to my marital bed. She opened those legs and told me to fuck her hard. I entered with ease and her wetness guided me to her snatch. I pumped and pumped my 8 inches into her tight snatch whacking against the back of her cervix until I exploded in an enormous amount of cum filling her up. Then she told me as my seed was leaking out that she had just gone off the pill. We then cleaned up quickly and shortly after my Missus came home none the wiser that her hubby and bestie could be having a baby.

19 March 2021

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Massage therapy Chatting to this guy and he tells me he is in need of a massage due to his tight shoulders and all the stress he is under. His description reads really well and he says he has some massage oils, and a high level bed that will be towelled and ready ....... What could l say ? Nothing ventured nothing gained!! I arrive right on time and I am greeted by a tall good looking guy, only dressed in trunks, he has a hairy chest and nice looking nipples. He guides me down the hall way into a bedroom, the bed has towels covering the sheets, all is in order, so l tell him to lay on his front, check the oil bottle brand and contents out and undress and move to beside the bed .... hmm where should I start, legs and move upwards ....... I pour some oil onto my hands and start to massage his lower legs as l move upwards he spreads his legs slightly showing his full sack and now erect cock, I ask him how does that feel, a mofiled reply says very good, you are working your magic already ........ I continue to work on the top of his legs and move upwards over his buttocks and crack ..... Just for fun I drip some oil on his now exposed hole which causes him to spread his legs even wider, showing his tightness ....... I massage gently between his balls and arse hole, he starts to moan, twist and he really gets hard. So after a couple of minutes l get some more oil onto his back and shoulders, massaging over his shoulders and down his arms, his hands are now searching for my partially erect cock. Wow, he says that is a nice cut cock, can l suck it ? Patience, patience ........ I ask him to roll over as l have now been massaging for 45 minutes. He is on his back across the bed, l drag his shoulders to the bed edge and tilt his head back so he can take the full length of my cock, as l face fuck him, deeper and deeper. I lean forward as to give him a 69er and after a short time he blows his full load. Amazing how a nice slippery massage can relax the senses. I assume my position over his face and continue the face fuck and pull out and spray my full load over his chest all the way down to his cock. After a long shower together we are both hard again and ready to play again .........

13 March 2021

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Where I once worked I had a massive crush on the kitchen cook she was a tall woman gorgeous in my eyes and mind.She was 22 years my junior I did not think she felt the same....So the notes between us flowed then the touching and kissing at any time we could sneek it in at work. The first time we made love I had never had such a wild experience in my life her moaning and spurting was out of this world the love juice was flowing and soaking into her bedding. From then on every time we fucked it was the same wild and wet this went on for 2 years. The experience was something I will take too my grave...

9 March 2021

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We work for the same company, but didn't know it,we met through a dateing site, somewhere nice chatted had a few drinks .parted went different ways,but caught up next day. She invited me back to her place, things started heating up,she invited me to her bedroom, we stripped and got into bed kissing all the way,fondeling, kissing all parts of her body,I went down on her and she loved it, we had slow and consensual sex.

8 March 2021

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True Story by Jackie280 Both newly divorced and horny as hell, my best friend and I had vanilla sex whilst married to our respected others, so we decided to to enjoy and explore, we commenced by have showers together and the first time she played with my by gently stroking my pussy, then rubbing my clit till she could hear my breathing deepening so she knew that I was enjoying the attention, she progressed to fingering me till I climaxed. We did this for a few weeks until we decided time to go exploring our sensuality! We wanted to include a guy in our fun times, so we went out for drinks one night to a bar and there was a nice guy sitting alone so we commenced chatting from a distance to him, Michael was his name then we joined together for drinks. Bringing him inside our personal space to feel the sexual tension that we were omitting. Totally prepared for a fun night we booked a hotel room , we asked Michael if he would care to join us , his quick response was yes please. Once in our room we positioned Michael on the bed, with his permission we tied his hands behind his back with a silk scarf and asked him to watch us , he was informed that he was not to move or touch us in any way. Just watch! Slowly undressed each other, kissing and feeling each other, running our tongues in each others mouths Gaye my friend had amazing big boobs with big nipples, running my hands all over her titties feeling the shape of her breasts and licking them with my tongue, placing my mouth over them and gently sucking them. Gaye then lay me on the bed and parted my legs so she could take her mouth down to my pussy and suck my clit, my legs parting as wide as I could and my breathing increased whilst Gaye kept eating and sucking me, my juices were running out of me and my soft gentle moans increasing. I then asked Gaye to position herself on the bed so I could play with her in the same way as she did to me. After a time paying with each other, we stood Michael up in the middle of the room and told him to spread his legs wide. Still tied up! His cock was hard large and thick, what fun we would have with him . We both went down and commenced licking and sucking his cock, hands massaging and sucking his balls, we covered his cock, balls and bum with out tongues and our hands. We told him he could not cum as we wanted him to have an erotic experience and to hold his orgasms until he could not stand it anymore, we worked the whole of his body, kissing his mouth and rubbing our bodies against him. his precum was dripping out of his cock and we were licking it up as it slowly leaked out, he was such a good boy and held off as long then he exploded I commenced very gently sucking the head of his penis and taking all his yummy juices while Gaye sucked his balls. We then lay him on the bed and untied him, Gaye sat riding his face with her wet pussy while I sat on him caressing and sucking Gaye's titties. Michael he was so good at giving head, Gaye was having orgasm after orgasm and I was waiting for my turn sitting on his body and playing with her titties, I then said it is my turn , rubbing my pussy hard into his face and his nose was rubbing my clit…Oh so good.. Fuck I was so wet and horny , I squirted all over Michael’s face and just kept grinding away. Gaye wanted to sit and watch as I then sat on his hard thick cock and commenced riding him so hard and fast, his breathing was so fast and his pleasures were undeniable as he was moaning and saying fuck me hard baby. He then grabbed me and flipped me over on all 4’s and drove his cock hard into my wet pussy, ramming me big time. Gaye went doggie position in front of his face and he was sucking her clit and pussy while he was fucking me. Minutes later he exploded and shot into my pussy big time. We spent the rest of the night, chatting , drinking and fucking…great night had by all.

1 March 2021

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My two fantasies are having a friends with benefits relationship with a mature lady or mature couple. An arrangement which has one aim, pleasure. I desire the ability to explore my sexuality with likeminded people. In creating pleasure, an intoxicating level of anticipation is a huge ingredient. The following is my fantasy of an encounter with a mature married couple looking for a guy to fulfil their needs. From this site, I agree to meet a couple in a dimly lit bar or restaurant. While on my own, I share flirting glances with both of them. A short time later, hubby invites me to join them for a drink. I am ushered to sit between both and we start getting to know each other. I make a comment to hubby about how attractive his wife is. This leads to my hand being placed up his wife's skirt and to my delight, she is not wearing any knickers. I gently rub her swollen clit causing her to lurch forward and let out a little moan. It does not take long for her to nearly reach a climax. Just as she does, I take my hand back and lick my finger, tasting her sweet juice. Meanwhile, hubby has placed his hand on my rock hard cock and started rubbing it. He asks his wife if they would like to take me home with them? She has already stood-up and is ready to go. Leaving the establishment and catching an Uber, we all climb into the backseat. Again, hubby is rubbing my cock and I have my tongue down his wife's throat. The trip is a short one and on the way out of the car, the driver gives me a wink, he knows what is about to happen. Once inside their house, both husband and wife are tearing at my clothes. Once naked, I am led by the hand to an outdoor spa with a TV not far away. It's not long before hubby flicks on the TV and starts some MMF threesome porn. In the warm spa, I begin to explore her body with my hands, caressing her huge breasts. Hubby is sitting back having a drink and watching porn while stroking himself. He takes my hand and places it on his huge erect cock. I have never had another mans cock in my hand, but it kind of feels good. I gently let him know I am not bi, but I sure as hell am curious. His wife is now doing the same to me and it feels great. I continue stroking his cock in the same fashion I use to wank myself and it is not long until I feel his ball sack getting tighter. He lurches forward and lets out a huge joyful moan as his man seed floated to the top of the spa. His wife invites us to their bedroom where we all climb aboard their bed. They move me into a position where I can access her bald pussy with my tongue, while she has her lips wrapped around his now erect shaft. Gently, he opens my legs and starts to give me head. Again, it was a shock to begin with, but it felt great. We continued this for about half an hour in which I used my tongue to rim her butt and explore the depths of her sweet tasting pussy. Then without warning she orgasmed and filled my mouth with her love juice. I rolled on my back while hubby was sucking my cock and gently she massaged my balls. I shot my load so hard I thought I would blow his head off. His wife looked me in the eye and said, now, I want you to fuck me. We moved back to the spa for a short break and to enjoy the porn. It wasn't long before it was on again. This time in the lounge room. I sat on a couch stroking my cock while watching her suck his cock. She was seated on a couch with him in front. Without invite, I knelt down between her thighs and helped myself to her pussy. I often took my time to take in the view and felt an urge to handle his ball sack again. Not long after fondling his nuts, he shot another load into her mouth. After wiping her chin, she directed me to place my cock into her vag. In it went, and it felt so good. Hubby took up a position where he could lick my cock with his tongue as it slide in and out of his wife's vagina. God, it looked so good and felt even better. I wanted this to last forever. It was then she looked me in the eye and said, I want your cock in my arse. Not wanting to disappoint anyone, I took the head of my cock and placed it on the outside of butt hole. Slowly and gently, her arse accepted my cock. While I was deep in her brown hole, hubby had positioned his head under my butt and was stroking his cock again. I then felt one of his fingers exploring where a mans finger had never been before. Gently, he eased his finger into my arse resulting in a feeling of pleasure I had never experienced. With my cock deep in her arse, his finger up my arse and another hand stroking my sac, it was not long before I emptied the contents of my sac in her brown passage. I collapsed, with feelings of pleasure I had never experienced. After we all recovered, they told me how much they had enjoyed sharing my cock and wanted to experience it again. I left their house with new friends with special benefits. If there are any mature women or mature couples who would like to turn this fantasy into a reality, please make contact with me. As in the fantasy, I am not bi, however, in a comfortable environment, I can't see why I would not handle your man meat to bring you pleasure and provide your lady with a visual experience.

24 February 2021

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We decided to pop to Jetty Rd for a quick drink before we reached the bedroom. When we arrived at the entrance to the bar I had a strong feeling that something was different about the night. I looked at you and asked "Are you ready for anything that happens, cause I'm up for adventure!” you grinned and suggested I find somewhere to sit whilst you went up to the bar. The bar was busy, lots of attractuve women and I didnt know why but I was feeling like something was going to present itself. I took a seat at a nearby table where I could see you at the bar. You were the last guy on the right, standing near the end of the bar. You looked hot standing there when a sexy woman approached you standing close enough to touch your arm. You both had your backs to me so i couldnt see the body language but i could tell you were speaking. You purchased 3 drinks but excused yourself and left two on the bar bringing one over to me. You bent over and whispered in my ear "let the fun begin" you waited for my reaction and I simply smiled and winked you returned to the bar whilst i admired your ability to engage with this woman so quickly. She sat on the bar stool close to you crossing her legs in her short skirt. She turned sort of sideways to engage you in conversation. She adjusted her position so her knees faced you. You seemed to talk easily, and were soon laughing and becoming more animated. You initiated the physical contact by touching her legs whilst talking. I watched you touch her legs a few times, and I suppose to measure her reaction. When your touching met with no resistance, you eventually let your hand rest just on the inside of her knee. I watched as the woman lightly stroking the back of your hand, you grew bolder, and started caressing the inside of her leg. She was brilliantly subtle in the way she took several minutes to very gradually part her knees for your ever advancing touch. I knew your cock was getting hard as rock, as I watched your fingers inching their way toward her hot, waiting pussy! Our eyes kept meeting and you could see just how turned on I was. The bar was dimly lit, and no one was paying attention except me. You continued working higher caressing her inner thigh, and as you did, her knees continued to spread further apart allowing you easy access. You appeared understandably cautious with this woman who you didn't know, so rather than trying to go for the prize right away you took your time to again gauge her responses more. You began rubbing your thumb against her swelling clitoris. The response you was getting was clear that she wanted you just as much as you her. Sitting in my seat watching all I could feel was my own juices flowing, I was so turned on right now and I had no idea where this was going. She raised her glass off the bar, and with a come fuck me look on her face, and appeared to propose some sort of question to you. Before long, she reached forward to grasp your cock testing its size and hardness. The look on her face suggested she liked what she found there. She leaned close to your ear and whispered something to you. She then momentarily removed her hand from your cock, and you looked over nodding towards the door indicating you wanted me to follow. I followed you down a dark alley quietly I was only about 8 to 10 feet away standing in a doorway. Once you checked if you were alone you started again to finger her wet pussy. I could hear you from were I was watching . "Will you fuck me?" I heard her ask. "With pleasure" you answered as you turned her to a position with her back to me so I could see your face, you simply smiled and I could see how turned on you were which made me even hornier. Peeking around the corner, I could tell your throbbing cock gotten even harder when you knew I was watching you both. She kneeled in her short skirt on the pavement removing your cock and began bobbing up and down as she furiously sucked your cock. You saw me and gave me a little smile. You began going to town on her pussy and she was groaning loudly, you could see me starting to play with my own pussy and you turned her around pushing her against the wall pulling her skirt up and you thrust your cock deep into her. Your cock was plenty thick enough to give her pussy a good stretching as you pushed deep. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy hard!" She was calling out and I was checking to see if anyone was coming but I never stopped playing with my Clit. She was grinding her clit against your cock, trying to cum. She fucked you like that for maybe 20 minutes, and the whole experience was getting to be too much for her. It was obvious to me that you were trying to push her boundaries as hard as you could. The woman made a dozen or so long groans and then a moment later you began slamming your cock in and out as fast and hard as you could until she begged you to stop. You walked the woman back to the door of the Bar as I approach you from behind you turned and looked at me with a massive grin grabbing my hand to return to my place. I told you just how horny I was and you walked straight into the bathroom stripping down still looking very pleased with yourself and asking me to get in the shower as it was my turn now to cum

22 February 2021

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

19 February 2021

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

18 February 2021

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

16 February 2021

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

13 February 2021

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

12 February 2021

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

5 February 2021

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

25 January 2021

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