It is one of those hot balmy days in Sydney, so sitting outside at a bar drinking cold beer, alongside the Parramatta river, makes for a very pleasant place to be. I am here with three others, Shane, Marcus and Brad. We are chatting but there is a lot of nervous energy and anticipation within the group. We are waiting for two others to join us. Sean and Lia are fashionably late, well ten minutes anyway. I have seen them approaching but the others have not recognized them as this will be the first time, they will have met. Sean and Lia are a very sexy older couple. Sean really knows how to bring the style, he really is a cool dude. Lia is simply incredibly beautiful, I am sure the guys are going to think, wow, hot and sexy. Lia is wearing a black Jayce lace sheath cocktail dress. Lace brings timeless romance and femininity to a fitted sheath dress topped with an illusion neckline and tipped with eyelash fringe. How do I know all this stuff, Sean shared the web site with me, where he bought this dress for Lia. One of the things Sean and I have in common is the love of sexy, having also shared the lingerie site but didn’t let on what he had finally selected. Lia is clinging tightly to Sean’s arm. She is wearing a large pair of dark sunglasses, what people don’t see is that she is wearing a black sleeping mask behind those glasses. Lia is blindfolded and completely in the dark. Sean brings Lia to the table and helps her get seated. The waitress comes and they order a white wine and a cold beer, she seems completely oblivious to Lia’s sate. The guys have remained totally silent, as instructed. Finally, Sean says. ‘’Lia we are here with a friend today. Do you remember Willie.’’ Lia smiles. ‘’Willie hi. It has been a while since we last caught up. Nice to see you again.’’ Maybe releasing what she has just said, she laughs and touches her hand to the dark sunglasses. The guys are doing a great job of remaining dead quiet. ‘’Lia, Today I need you to do anything Willie asks, do you understand.’’ Sean tells Lia. ‘’Yes sir.’’ ‘’What are you going to do. Tell Willie.’’ ‘’Anything he asks.’’ Lia whispers. So, I explain to Lia that today we are here for a Slave Auction. The winning bidder will be getting a slave to use, to help fulfill one of his own fantasies. However, this will be a secret bid auction. The bids will be between $50 and no more than $300. Sean already has a value on the Slave, and the person closest to that amount will win the Auction. Make no mistake money will exchange hands, this is a real Slave Auction. ‘’Lia, there are three other gentlemen here today. Shane is a 36-year-old construction worker. Marcus is a 57, a university lecturer and is married. Brad is 50 and works in Information Technology. Gentlemen meet Lia, our Slave today.’’ I introduce the guys to Lia. Lia remains quiet. Now I have each guy tell Sean what their fantasy is and how they would use the slave. Shane requires someone who is completely discreet and outside his circle of friends. He wants the slave to join him in MMFF foursome with a couple he has met online. The couple is Bi and Shane is Bi-curious and sees this as a comfortably way of experimenting and exploring. Marcus is married and wants to see his wife with other men. They have talked about it, not surprisingly she is very nervous. They though if there was another woman there also, it might make things easier. So, he is looking for a small group. MMMFF. Also, girl on girl would be hot. Brad is a little different. He would like to tie the slave up and then give her the ultimate slow sensual pussy massage. However, Brad also has an interest in orgasm denial and toys and believes all three of these things could make for an interesting afternoon. As for me, today I don’t get a fantasy, but would like to be invited to Marcus’s party, it sounds like fun. Again, I speak to Lia. ‘’Of course, we cannot expect the bidders to make an offer with out first inspecting the goods. With that in mind, I have arranged for an apartment that is close by.’’ Finishing our drinks, the apartment is only two minutes’ walk. Lia remains blindfolded and needs to hold tight to Sean. Once in the apartment I have the guys take a seat but we leave Lia standing, sunglasses are gone, mask remains. Just for a few minutes I signal the guys to remain completely silent again. Lia stands there and I am sure it is a little unnerving. ‘’Lia that dress is so sexy, and you look incredible but would you take it off please.’’ I politely instruct. Lia unzips herself, slips the dress off her shoulders and wiggles it down to around her ankles, then steps out of it. Fuck that is hot. Sean has not disappointed with the lingerie he has selected. Lia is wearing a black lacy slip, no bra and no panties, my cock is hard and I am pretty dam sure it has the same effect on the others. That whole going out in public with no panties I just find so naughty. ‘’Lia do you masturbate?’’ A simple question. ‘’Yes.’’ Is her simple reply. ‘’Is your pussy wet Lia?” ‘’Yes.’’ Another simple question and answer. ‘’Good.’’ I lead Lia to the couch and help her find her seat. ‘’Lia, I need you to slip your hand up inside that sexy slip and play with yourself. Do not let the gentlemen see your pussy. Understand!’’ Lia does not reply but does slip her hand up under the slip and starts to do as she has been told. I look to Sean who gives a small nod showing that he is cool with the way things are going. Lia has hardly begun to play with her pussy, when she lets out the first little moan. ‘’Oh…mmm…oh.” It is no surprise Lia’s arousal levels are high. Any half smart guy knows great sex starts a long time before the pussy is involved. So far this afternoon we have taken Lia on quite a journey and I am sure she is anticipating that it is going to get a lot better. We watch quietly as Lia works her pussy, while getting more vocal. ‘’Oh…oh yeah, fuck…oh…oh…oh. She pants. ‘’Oh my, oh my…Fuck yes.’’ Sean has had a quiet word to the boys. Who then start telling her how hot this is. Then they start asking for Lia to lift her slip, so they can see her fucking herself with her fingers. ‘’Come on slave girl Lia show us that pussy? Show us how wet you are?’’ They encourage then demand. ‘’Come on slave girl, you are meant to do as you are told, show us that pussy.’’ They continue. ‘’Oh fuck…CAN’T… CAN’T.” She shouts. ‘’Fuck no…fuck no…oh…oh…oh.’’ ‘’Why not Lia, you are the slave girl are you not?” Marcus asks. ‘’Can’t, can’t…’’ She is becoming breathless. “Willie said I can’t. Master says I have to do what Willie asks. Can’t…oh…oh…fuck…ahhhh… I am cuming oh yes.’’ Lia slumps back, taking a little time to gather herself. While Lia takes a little time to catch her breath, we have the guys get naked, it is time for some fun. ‘’Lia sit up, I would like to introduce you to Shane. Reach out and see what you can find.’’ Is the instruction I give Lia. Shane is now standing right in front of Lia and I am sure, though blindfold, she still can sense his presence Her hand goes straight to his cock finding it first time. I laugh to myself, the slave girl has a sixth sense for cock. With that, Shane has quite a tidy package. A good six inches and thick. Lia leans forward and takes Shane’s cock into her mouth, first the head, then all the way down, Lia sucks Shane’s cock. Though we can not see it, I know from experience Lia is doing magic things with her tongue. Really being able to suck cock well is an art form. A lot of woman just wank you with their mouth. Not Lia, she sucks and teases you like very few others. My theory is, you give head to get head. However, there are those, both men and woman who just enjoy giving. Which, like with Lia, leads to something amazing. Few minutes and we can all see the effect Lia is having on Shane. This is a slave auction and none of these guys own the slave yet. So, no cuming and certainly no cuming in her mouth. Well not just yet. Next up is Marcus, his cock is average, like most of the population. This time Lia takes a little different approach. She runs her tongue up and down the shaft. Then sucks Marcus’s balls taking them all the way into her mouth. Before taking him fully into her mouth. Lia repeats this technique over and over, before we decide it is best that Marcus taps out. Now Brad steps forward and he does have a big cock. Probably as thick as Shane but at least seven and half or more inches long. When Lia takes it in her hand she smiles. Yes, yes cock size doesn’t matter, but Lia once told me it can be quite something, if a guy with a big cock actually knows how to use it. Guys with big cocks can at time just rely on that. Time will tell if Brad knows how to use it or not. Lia seems to take some pride as she shows us how easily she can handle Brad’s big cock. Again, we do not let things go to far but this won’t be the last time this afternoon Lia will have the guys cocks in her mouth. Shane and I lead Lia into the bedroom where a king-sized bed awaits. I ask Shane to help Lia out of that sexy black slip. Shane drops the straps from her shoulders and it falls to the ground. The guys seem to take a collective deep breath, as they see Lia naked for the first time. Double D breasts with pinkish aerosols and hard nipples. Lia keeps her pussy shaven and if the guys look closely the will see the sparkle of some jewelry, a silver ring with diamond studs. What they do not see just yet are her amazing pussy lips. Shane leans forward and kisses Lia. She wraps her arms around Shane’s neck and pulls him in. Locking her lips to his as she grinds against his body and hard cock. They both let out a little moan. Time to move on. Lia is instructed to lay back on the bed, she keeps her legs closed. Lia is a good slave and understands her role. Teasing and tormenting the bidders comes naturally. Slowly she spreads, showing all, her glistening wet pussy and those amazing pussy lips. To gasps of admiration from not only the bidders but also Sean and I. ‘’Brad I think it is time for you guys to return the favor to Lia.’’ I didn’t have to ask twice, before Brad is on the bed and his mouth on Lia’s pussy. At this point I have no idea if Brad knows how to fuck but he does know how to eat pussy. It is not long before Lia the Slave Girl is purring and moaning. I do not know about you, for me there is nothing more erotic than the sounds of a women’s pleasure. ‘’Mmm… oh, oh....’’ Lia pants over and over. Lia raises her hips and pushes herself onto Brads mouth. Brad slides his hands under and takes hold of her arse. Just as I though he would, as Lia gets close to cuming, he stops teasing her. Taking his mouth away and moving his hands to her outer thighs. Lia complains and begs but Brad is disciplined. Remember Brad has an interest in orgasm denial. Three times we let Brad take Lia to the brink. All that time she is pleading but not once is she tempted to move her hands to her pussy, to release the orgasm that is building in side of her. Lia is a good slave girl. Time to switch, and Marcus is sent in to make Lia cum. Marcus also seems to be a bit of an expert on licking pussy. Lia is soon riding Marcus’s mouth as she had Brad’s. This time Marcus takes Lia the Slave girl over the top, with her guttural scream and her body shaking, Lia cums. Now Brad leans over and sucks on one of Lia’s nipples, causing her to give a little gasp. Shane follows Brad’s lead and takes the other into his mouth. Marcus is gently and slowly running the back of his hand up the inside of her thigh and over her pussy. This gives our slave girl a little time to recover. Shane lays down on the bed and Lia sits on his face. Brad moves forward and kisses the sweet mouth of the slave girl Lia. In her lust she devours him, while all the time slowly grinding on Shane’s mouth. Finally breaking from Brad’s mouth, she drops down and swallows Shane’s cock, taking it all the way to the hilt. All afternoon the Slave girl has been aroused, but now she is becoming feverish. Coming off Shane’s cock and reaching for Marcus’s, then taking Brad’s, all time grinding harder and harder on Shane’s mouth. ‘’I need a cock in side my cunt, a needed to be fucked.’’ she pleads. ‘’My cunts on fire…Its not my pussy…it’s not my pussy’, it’s my cunt. Please fuck… Willie, Master make them fuck me please…’’The slave is now begging. ‘’Get on your back then slave girl, it’s time for the gentlemen to sample that fine pussy of yours.’’ I shout with some gusto. ‘’Cunt.’’She whispers. ‘’It’s my Çunt.” Lia is on her back, head facing the end of the bed. Marcus pushes her legs up high towards her head and slides his cock into a very wet pussy. ‘’God this is so hot.’’ Marcus declares. ‘’I can not wait to see my wife fucked like this.’’ He pants, we can all see Marcus is getting very excited. The slave girl can all so sense it. ‘’Oh, fuck me…cum in me …fill me up …cum in my cunt.’’ Lia screams out. Marcus is excited and close. Then there is Sean’s authoritative voice. ‘’Do not cum in her. You do not own the slave yet.’’ With some disappointment Marcus pulls out. The slave wails. ‘’Oh, please cum in my cunt.’’ Shane turns the slave over and takes her from behind, Brad moves forward and Lia take’s his cock in her mouth. The boys are spit roasting the slave. Lia is cuming again, bucking and thrashing, Shane hangs on and continues to pound the slave. Lia seems to come down then explode again with another orgasm. Falling flat on her stomach. Brad replaces Shane. Lia’s on her stomach, Brad enters her with his big cock, she squeezes her legs together. Brad does what guys with big cock do, pounds away. Bam, bam, bam. It seems to be just what a slave girl wants and needs. She is not interested in the subtilities, she just needs to be fucked. Again, Lia is calling for her cunt to be filled with cum. This time Sean gives Brad the nod. As Brad cums, filling Lia, she follows suit, cuming on Brad’s big cock. A pussy full of cum is no deterrent to Marcus, as he now mounts Lia, much to her pleasure, it is not long before Lia is cuming again and receiving her second load of cum. Shane decides to have Lia sucks his cock. We can all see he is getting close, Lia can feel it. Just before he cums Shane takes his cock from Lia’s mouth and cums all over her beautiful tits. Lia the slave girl smiles, runs a finger through the cum and into her mouth. This is a slave auction, so it is time for a little demonstration. Sean sends Shane off to the bathroom to grab a towel. Shane comes back with a hand towel, causing me to laugh out loud. ‘’You are going to need something bigger than that buddy.’’ I joke. Shane returns with a large fluffy white towel, that Sean places under Lia’s butt and pussy. The guys know somethings up. Sean brings out his toy. It is a strange looking vibrator. It has a handle with a tennis sized ball on the end. It also has a second ball protruding out about four inches up the handle. Buzz, Sean at first use the strange looking vibrator as a magic wand, Lia immediately lifts her hips up off the bed and purrs. ‘’Mmmm” Sean works two fingers into Lea’s pussy. ‘’Oh my…oh my…” She likes that. Sean now works the ball of the vibrator into the slave girl’s pussy, into to her cunt as Lia likes to call it. Tilting the handle forward the second ball goes to work on her clit. The reaction is instant. ‘’Oh, my fucking god, fuck my cunt with that master, fuck me, fuck me…’’ Lia is squealing with delight, and now cuming loud and hard. Sean is not finished, he removes the toy with a loud pop, replacing it with two fingers, with a well-practiced technique Sean goes to work on Lia’s G spot. You can hear the sloshing sound of her wet and excited cunt. Then in a flash Sean removes his fingers, Lia squirts, screams and cums. Fingers back in, Lia continues to cum, another huge squirt. I look to the gentlemen bidders, they are mesmerized. Way to sell her Sean. We finally remove Lia’s mask, she rewards each of the guys with a big smile and a passionate kiss. Before heading to the bathroom to clean up. Once the guys have cleaned up, it is auction time. Each guy writes down his number. I take it and place it face down on the table, but not before I have had a peek at each amount. We let them sit there, letting the tension build. The boys get a drink, I secretly single Sean, Marcus’s bid. Lia the slave girl belongs to Sean, so it is Sean who has decided on what fantasy to fulfil. However, I am sure he will get both Shane’s and Brad’s phone numbers off me, this will not be the last time they get to play with Lia and Sean. Marcus is excited and the other two boys are sent home. However, given the afternoon they have just had, they cannot be disappointed. Marcus hands over $210 the winning bid to Sean, who then hands it directly to Lia. With a cheeky little grin, says. ‘’Payed for your serves dear.’’ More than one fantasy going on here. Marcus is keen to ring his wife, but before he does Lia gets hold of his phone and takes a photo of her pussy. ‘’Send your lovely wife this and tell her we are looking forward to meeting her.” Marcus does just that. His wife reply. ‘Omg. We are really doing this. Omg’ Much to Marcus’s surprise he then gets a second text. ‘A photo of his wife’s pussy.’ After that you can understand Marcus is quite keen to get home. Once Marcus has left, I offer to take Lia and Sean out to dinner at this amazing little Italian restaurant that is just around the corner. As Sean and I walk arm in arm with the beautiful Lia, she looks up with a cheeky grin. ‘’Please tell, once you two boys have wined and dined me. You are going to take me home and sixty-nine me. Well fuck me silly at least.’’ That has us all laughing so hard it hurts.

3 February 2019

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Hotel balcony Leaning over the balcony, I pulled my bathrobe tight to prevent it flying open and flashing the neighbours. I’d decided to take advantage of cheap hotel rates and planned to stay by the coast for the long weekend. Standing there taking in the view with a coffee in hand, I thought over the events of last night. My pussy positively throbbed at the mere thought of my date’s hands and probing tongue, not to mention his skill with his cock. I could hear noises from the bedroom as my date rose from the bed and made his way out onto the balcony to join me. “Good morning gorgeous” he said as he kissed me on the neck and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Well good morning to you too” I replied, my hand reached back and pulled his head in closer. When he steps even closer, I can feel his morning glory pressing against me. I do love a good morning session, great way to start the day. His hand snakes around me and under my robe, then begins to play with one of my breasts. “we should go back in” I say. “No, I want to have you here, now” is his reply. I don’t move, I am nervous that someone might see but I also know that the resulting orgasms will be intense (if last night was anything to go by). The hand under my robe pinches my nipple and his lips are on my neck again, I begin to melt, all resistance gone. As his hand begins to work my breast, I let out a small moan. I won’t move, I can’t move, the sensations so far are too enticing. “I want to fuck you out here, slide my cock into you and feel you orgasm on my cock. Maybe someone will see, maybe they won’t but I want to take you here” he whispers into my ear. I nod slowly. “Ahhhh good girl, I knew you’d be up for this” he whispers, I can feel his grin against my ear. His other hand slips under the robe and begins to stroke my pussy. I resist the urge to purr, his fingers are so good. Two fingers slide deep inside me and work me into a hot wet mess. As an orgasm begins to make its appearance, I lean back against his talented fingers. The hand on my breast gropes me hard and pulls me against him. Fingers flick my nipple and make me gasp; the sensations are building, and I am enjoying the build-up. After last night, my body is more than ready for this next round. His fingers plunge in and out of me faster, the orgasm building. So close now, I begin to wriggle in his embrace. Suddenly, he pinches my nipple HARD – this tips me over the edge and I cum on his fingers, my pussy pulsing, the muscles contracting firmly around his fingers. He removes his hands from me and sits on the closest chair. I straddle him and slowly slide onto his erect cock. I slide all the way down til I can feel his balls against me, then begin to move back and forth. Rocking on his cock, it feels so good deep inside me. I lift myself up slowly then slam down, over and over again. His cock hitting me deep inside, such a great feeling. Until this point, my date was just watching me, his hands behind his head, a smile on his face. Watching me enjoy myself, using him to pleasure myself. One of his hands reaches out and he places his thumb over my clit, rubbing it just right. He licks his lips and pushes up with his hips. “Mmmmm, that feels good” I tell him. His hands are on my hips, lifting me up and pulling me down hard onto his lap, over and over and over. I no longer care if anyone can see or hear me. A huge orgasm is building, and I intend to enjoy it. I work with the rhythm my date has set and begin to moan out loud. “Please babe, harder I need to cum” I beg him. Thankfully, he’s not about game playing this morning and sets about pulling me harder and faster against him, over and over. I grind against him hard as I feel my orgasm about to explode. My date leans in and bites my nipple, oh my god, that’s it – the thing that sends me over the edge. I lean back and let out a scream of pure pleasure, writhing against him. All control now lost to my orgasm, I buck like a wild thing. Then I hear my date grunt out his own noises of pleasure, raising his hips as he cums right along with me. That rare moment when two people cum at the same time – nice. As the intensity slowly begins to ebb from my body, I look down at the man situated between my legs and lean in to kiss him deeply. I suck on his lip and smile. Best decision ever to book a random hotel room and meet up with my handsome date, especially with two days left of this long weekend.

1 February 2019

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Last weekend (Australia Day long Weekend) my wife and I were on the Gold Coast for my wife's best friends mother 70th. That to means one thing and that is having sex with my wife's best friends sister Michelle. We arrived at the GC Airport on the Friday morning still exhausted from not sleeping to well after the 47 degree day in Adelaide. After posting on social media that we arrived the first like I got was from Michelle. When we settled in at our apartment I got a message from her saying would it be possible at some point over the weekend whether or not we could be alone. I said yes as I knew what we would be getting up to. Friday came and went and I messaged her Saturday morning I would be going for a walk. Michelle lives at Kirra and we were staying at Rainbow Bay, so not too far, but far enough. I notified her when I got close and she sent me her address. when she saw me arrive up the stairs she let me in and quickly. As soon as I was in we went straight to the shower and we stripped our clothing off and she was immediately on her knees and taking my rock hard cock in her mouth and I exploded my first big load of my salty love juices. This had to be quick because it was the day of the party and we didn't want to give any hint we were fucking. As soon as we got out of the shower we went straight to the bedroom and she got on her back, spread her legs and told me to fuck her big time. With Michelle being so wet my cock slid straight to a gasp from Michelle. I then proceeded to thrust away finally cumming in a second explosion filling her hot twat with my seed. After we kissed for a minute we got dressed and I walked back to the apartment feeling satisfied and partied on without any of the other guests knowing what we had done.

30 January 2019

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This story begins with my membership on AMM Have been here a while and have enjoyed many a great time with many a beautiful lady but this one is just a little different I had been chatting with this lady ( a lot younger than me and a remedial massage therapist) a little while and had exchanged email addresses We started to learn a little more about each other The first reply I received from her included a very professional pic of her pussy from behind which is not what I was expecting and in a very short time she made it known that she wanted my cock We chatted some more in which time she told me she was married and her husband didn't want sex We eventually swapped numbers After a bit more banter we were trying to organise a time to meet when she sent me a txt saying that one of her clients had cancelled and if i wanted i could come to her place and we could chat there and she would give me a massage She gave me the address and i was there about 30 mins later and she treated me like one of her clients I rang the bell she answered and hustled me into her massage room telling me to undress She went out to wash her hands making sure the door was closed and returned as i lay naked on the tableface down with a towel covering me The door was again closed and she commenced her massage which was absolutely relaxing We spoke about each others needs for sex and while she was massaging she paid a bit of attention to my anus running her fingers around it with just a little penatration she asked me to roll a little on my side and started playing with my already rock hard cock and i then found a moist pair of lips sucking whilst her hand kep rubbing my balls I was in heaven Eventually she rolled me on my back and with her oily hand was jerking me off I had by this time reached under her dress with my hand and was playing with her wet and swollen pussy She then whispered in my ear that she wanted me to fuck her over the massage table She stood back and i went behind her as she leaned over the table My cock very quickly was inside her and she said as many a woman has said before i had a beautiful large hard cock and it felt fantastic inside her I was wanting to fill her with cum but she had other ideas I stepped back and she again wanted me on the table I lay on my back and she again sucked my cock and she massaged it with her oils I was playing with her pussy rubbing her G spot when she asked me to stop as she was about to squirt everywhere and didn't want to make a mess on her carpet She then asked me if i would like to cum to which i replied a very eager yes She kept massaging my cock and eventully i exploded with cum shooting all over my chest She then cleaned my chest with her lips As it was getting close to her next client we started getting cleaned up and dressed she then told me some things which blew me away All the time we were playing her mother who had apparently moved in recently was in the house as well and as i was getting that through my head she dropped another bombshell that her husband was there as well which again blew me away but the next part was just an absolute moment of WTF She then explained that the house we are in belonged to the local church which was next door and her husband was the local minister So there in the leafy eastern suburbs of Melbourne in the church house fucking the ministers wife while he and her mum were only feet away totally oblivious to the goings on in the front room As i left we discussed that we will catch up again next time somewhere a little more private This story had to be shared as i am still shaking my head that it did happen

29 January 2019

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This is a true story, not a dolled up exadurated bit of fiction. It may not be as exciting as a fantasy peace but its honest. Hope you enjoy reading. Please rate it for what it is. One Saturday night, myself and hubby decided to catch a train into Brisbane, to go night clubbing at Southbank. We walked to our local train station, me in a very short mini dress and heals. Hubby starts off, lets bet who gets the more attention on our walk to the station, says you walk on other side of road and we will see who gets the most attention. Lol as if he even had a chance. Beat him many to zero, couldnt believe it, even had a police car drive past and the passenger gave me a wolf whistle, omg really. Suppose they are just mere men also lol. We arrived at Southbank at approximately 7pm, I was enjoying the night dancing and drinking, many men flirting and trying to hit on me everytime hubby went to get drinks. They had a dual car racing sim at this club, hubby trying his hardest to try lap me, i was crashing every corner, group of guys cheering me on, hubby saying his going to lap me until I heard a guy say to him, she's right on your ass, I then hear hubby say what, how. Guy says its got catch up function, I still lost but it was funny, and was great all these guys cheering me on to beat hubby. Most likely also perving up my mini dress whilst my legs were working the peddles. I was having so much fun I didn't want to leave, 2nd last train nearing to arrive, hubby trying to get me to leave, he was getting jealous over the attention i was getting also. Last train he was telling me we have to go so many times, but I didnt want to go. Missed the last train, hubby was so pissed off. I continued to party till the night club closed. Hubby was so pissed, we had spent near all funds, not enough left to catch a cab home. All we could do was have a sleep on the park bench and catch first morning train. You would not believe how angry hubby was with me. He laid on his back on a park bench. So i decided to straddle him, fought to open his fly, pulled his penis out, he could not resist getting hard even though he was so angry, I then lowered myself on his hard penis, started to ride him real hard and next I hear a group of guys walking past. I crapped myself, I reckon my face must of been glowing so bright red and there was nothing I could do, was too late, they were right there. So I stopped my thrusting motions and asked, are you having fun guys. To which one of the guys pipes up, not as much as you. I laughed, felt so embarrassed but it was so erotic, as soon as the guys were out of vision I finished off going to town on hubby. Then we crashed on the park bench chairs for the few hours left till the first morning train. Could not believe we didn't get moved on by security or police. Security probably enjoyed watching on the cameras if there was any pointed at the park benches. Hope you enjoyed my true public sex story.

27 January 2019

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Hotel fantasy I sit on the couch looking out at the view. Drink in hand, I try to calm my nerves. What am I getting myself into???? I’d heard about this place through chat lines. A hotel that catered to certain ‘needs’. What I needed right now was to be touched, to be stroked, to be fucked just right. The instructions were simple: leave a coloured card attached to your unlocked door. Different cards represented different wants. So what was mine right now? Fulfilling a fantasy – to be taken by two men, to feel two cocks sliding in and out of me. The door opens and lights begin to dim. “Don’t turn around, keep looking straight ahead” a deep voice says. A blindfold is slid over my eyes and I take in a nervous, deep breath. Large hands slide down my shoulders and encase my breasts, squeezing firmly. I take in another deep breath as a new set of large hands pull my knees apart and make their way up my thighs. Feeling a thumb glide back and forth across the material covering my pussy – “Mmmm, nice. I can’t wait to fill this with my cock”. My nipples are being pinched between another set of fingers – making them into peaks. “She’s nice and responsive so far, but lets get her naked so we can play properly”. I am pulled to my feet, then ordered to lift one leg then another as my knickers are pulled down and discarded. “oooooohhhh, yes” I let out as a tongue flicks over my clit, then licks up and down my pussy. I can feel my legs going weak. Strong hands remove my bra, releasing my breasts. “So good” a manly voice behind me says. I lean against his chest as he wraps his arms around me to pinch my nipples and fondle my tits. Mystery Man 1 flicks his fingertips against my hard nipples making me squeal in pleasure. I can feel his hard cock pushing against my ass cheeks. I wriggle against him and feel his cock swell. Mystery Man 2 is working my pussy like a pro with his tongue and fingers. “Should I let her come before we continue?” he asks his friend. “Yes, I wanna see her come. I think she’s a screamer.” Fingers slide in and out of my pussy, faster and harder now. A tongue laps at my clit. Suddenly I feel a digit entering my back entrance which sends me over the edge. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, so fucking good, so good” I push my pussy against Mystery Man 2 but he begins to pull away. I let out an audible sigh of disappointment. Both men laugh at my response. I am led away from the lounge and placed on my stomach onto the king sized bed. “Get up on all fours” Mystery Man 1 orders, I comply immediately. I can hear strange noises and then a slippery feeling on my ass. “Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” Mystery Man 2 asks. “No, but please proceed” I say with a smile on my face. Something cold and metal slowly slides into my ass hole. As with most of tonight, this is new for me. As I adjust to the new, stretching sensation I wriggle my butt. “I think she likes this” MM2 laughs. I can feel the mattress shift as someone kneels beside me – then pressure on my nipples. “Eeek, what are those?”. “nipple clamps, they’ll add to the fun, trust me.” MM1. SLAP – a hand slaps my naked ass leaving a stinging sensation. “Fuck!” I let slip. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP. My ass is now tingling but I strangely like the feeling. Then I feel a tongue gliding across the recently slapped area. I wriggle my ass to encourage the sensations. MM1 “open your mouth, I want my cock in that mouth of yours. My mouth shoots open, inviting this stranger to face fuck me, to make me gag on his hard cock. Large hands take hold either side of my head and slowly pull my face towards MM1 – back and forth, back and forth with increasing speed. I love them sensation of his cock down my throat. He releases me so I can catch my breath. Then face fucks me again and again. MM2 has his cock at the entrance of my pussy. Suddenly he rams his cock into me, not slowly, not gently but full force and deep. I try to make a noise but my mouth is full of cock, as is my pussy. My body is being pushed and pulled, used to pleasure these two men but equally to fulfil my nights needs. Hand reach down my breasts and the nipple clamps are removed. I try to take in a breath as pain surges through my nipples but can’t – too full of cock 😊. “Oh she likes a bit of pain too, good to know” says MM1. His cock slides out of my mouth and I take a deep breath in. “Take the butt plug out, it’s time to make this woman scream” he orders MM2. As he thrusts in and out of my dripping wet pussy, MM2 slowly removes the butt plug. I should be feeling nervous at the thought of two men deep inside me but the fucking is so good I can’t concentrate on nerves. MM2 slides out of me and repositions himself underneath me, I slide on top of him and begin to work my pussy against him. Firm hands still my motions, then I feel MM1’s cock at the entrance of my ass. “Baby girl, I want to hear you scream out, I want you to squeeze your muscles against our cocks.” He says. I nod and brace myself for his cock to enter me. A well lubed cock breaches my ass and slowly slides into me, stretching me as it goes in. “Ahhhh, it feels huge but oh so good, keep going” I pant. “I said I wanna make you scream Baby girl, get ready to scream” MM1 whispers into my ear. MM2 hears this and laughs. MM1 slides his full length into my ass, it feels so good I begin to push back against him. I can’t believe it, I have two cocks deep inside me, filling my holes. Glorious. Both men begin to push into me, building up a rhythm, fucking me just right. MM2’s teeth take hold of a nipple, he gently bites me which makes me so damn horny, I push harder against these guys. I want to cum hard, I want them to cum hard. He releases the nipple and does the same to the other. Faster and faster, cocks sliding in and out of me. I can feel my orgasm building. “Oooooh, please, please go deeper. I want to cum”. Both men chuckle but do as I ask. Large hands on my hips, another set on my tits. Cocks stretching and pleasuring me. I almost ready to cum, I work my body harder, the sweat rolling down my back and thighs. SLAP – my ass cheek stings again, its just what I needed to send me OVER THE EDGE. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, fuck yes, fuck yes” I scream, “oh god, oh god, yesssss yessssss”. Both men take this moment to make a final effort and fuck me as hard and fast as they want. I am riding the high, loving the feeling. I cum hard with 2 cocks inside me. “Fuck yes, yes,yes” My body shakes with pleasure, I’m on the verge of collapsing against MM2. I lower myself on him as MM1 pumps aways. Then I feel that magical sensation as he comes deep in my ass, MM1 is not far behind. Cocks twitching inside me I just lay there for a minute or two, regaining my energy and enjoying the sensations. MM1 slides out of me and I can hear him in the bathroom, water running. MM2 lifts me up and slides out of my pussy. A warm wash cloth slides between my legs, cleaning my pussy and then my ass. A sheet is placed over my body. “Keep that blindfold on. Thanks for the fun Baby girl, loved that scream. Leave a card on the door if you want some more hard cock fun” I hear as the men leave my hotel room. I lie there with the post sex glow, having no idea who just fucked me tonight. I do know one thing – I’ll be extending my stay and trying out the other cards.

26 January 2019

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“What are you doing here?”, was the first thing he uttered as he opened the door to see me standing there. Halfway through the question he dropped his voice and tried to squeeze outside so his wife wouldn’t see. He was too slow, and a bit off balance so I pushed past him into the house and in a loud voice said, ’Just passing Tony, thought I would drop by to see where you live”. As I entered the kitchen his wife was standing there, cutting vegetables for the evening meal. ‘Hi, I’m Steve,” I said, extending my right arm to shake her hand. She automatically reached out to me. A reflex I think because she was genuinely surprised and more than a little confused because we had never met. Tony fell into the room and said to his wife, “Tanya, this is Steve … a friend from work.” “Oh”, said Tanya, “What do you do at the printers?” “I own it” I said, smiling broadly. She was cute. Asian. Vietnamese, I think. Tanya had high cheek bones, a beautiful smile and eyes that were deep and mysterious, all framed by dark brown – almost black straight hair that fell just past her shoulders. And she was short. Not much more that 5’3” I would think. She wore a t-shirt that showed her small, perfect breasts and despite her bra, I was already imagining what those nipples would be like. “Yeah, sorry I hadn’t mentioned it before”, said Tony a little nervously. “Well it’s nice to finally meet you,” said Tanya drying her hands on a towel and walking around the bench to reveal that she was wearing a loose, casual skirt that showed her knees. Her feet were bare, her arms were bare and her flawless skin was on display. “I’m surprised Tony hasn’t mentioned me before,” particularly as he has borrowed so much from me.” She laughed nervously, glancing sideways at Tony and asked, “what has he borrowed?”. “Just over $170 000”, I said, meeting Tony’s eyes with mine. He was quiet and meek now, just how I wanted him. “I have come to get it back, or at least part of it”. “He has promised, and promised and delayed and delayed and now is the time when I want my money back. “Don’t worry, his job is safe, as long as he keeps working he has some chance of paying his gambling debts. “Gambling!”, she said looking at Tony. “What?” “I’m sorry babe …”, he stammered “The horses, and all this online stuff just gets you in and it adds up so fast”. “So tonight, I’m taking your car as part payment, and whatever cash you have”. When you pay up, you get the car back. “No”, screamed Tanya, clearly upset. “I’m sorry, there is no other way”, I said “There must be,”, she said. “We can’t live without a car”. “OK”, I said. “Let me talk to Tony – alone.” As Tanya shuffled barefoot off to the bedroom, I looked at Tony and said, “How much does your wife mean to you?”. “What!” he said. “You can’t have her. “Tanya has nothing to do with this”. Keeping my cool, I let Tony know that his car was only worth about $10 000 which leaves him $160,000 in debt and no way to pay me back. “I’m a reasonable man”. If I can have a bit of fun, then maybe we can draw down some of that debt.” “Ask her”. “See what she is willing to do in order to hold your life together and keep your house. And your job for that matter.” “Like what? He asked already sounding defeated. “Do you want to sleep with her, because that will cost a lot”. “Not more than a couple of grand”, I said. If you really want to pay this debt off in two or three instalments, I want a lot more than that.” “What can be more?”, he asked. “Tell her I want to spank her, in front of you and then fuck her”. “I want Tanya to agree that no-one else, even you, touches her until the debt is paid in full.” “How long will that be?”, he asked. “Three months”, I said, pulling a folded contract from my back pocket. “Once a week, I want Tanya for a night, and you get to watch” “Given that she can’t touch you for that time, I will make sure you have the chance to cum every now and then.” “Ever fucked a guy before?” Stunned. That’s the best way to describe the look on his face. “Don’t worry, I will ease you into it. Perhaps you can cum in my mouth first off, I can tell you are a little turned on by the idea by the bulge in your trousers.” “Talk to Tanya. Sign the contract” “I want to start now”. He left the room, screwed up contract dangling from his left hand, head bowed and shuffling his feet a little. For the next few minutes there were raised voices – mainly hers as she protested. Tears, then silence. I was a patient man, and I knew they had no choice. Eventually they came out of the bedroom, arm in arm. I could tell she had been crying. “What do you want us to do?” He asked, handing me the signed contract. “First, let me say I am sorry it has come to this.” I said. “It will seem weird at first but over the next three months you will come to like it, and who knows you may even want to borrow some more money. “All you have to do is exactly what I ask, no questions, no hesitation. “I won’t hurt either of you. “We are just going to have some fun”. They stood still as I started to move chairs around placing two lounge chairs one in front of the other, both facing the same way. I left a space of a couple of metres between them and told Tony to take a seat in the rear chair. “Before you do, Tanya, I want you to undress him completely”. There was stony silence in the room as she removed his shirt and then his shorts and underwear. He was soft, still a little confused at what was happening. I then told Tanya to find some rope and tie his hands, passing the rope around the back of the chair so he couldn’t move. As she did that I could see his cock twitch a little. Being bound by his wife was obviously a bit of a turn-on. I could see he was pretty well endowed with a long, thin cock. Circumcised and trimmed, just what I liked. I wondered if he was a big cummer, knowing that I would find out soon enough. I motioned towards the other chair and bent Tanya over the back so her bum was up in the air and pointing to Tony. She was gripping the arm rests as I slowly felt the shape of her backside through her skirt. Tanya was shaking. I folded her skirt up and over the small of her back exposing her panties. They were white, cotton and covered in small red hearts. I felt her again and moved my hands up her smooth thighs, feeling her warmth. Smack! It wasn’t hard and in fact the noise was a bit muffled by her underwear but she knew I was serious and so did Tony. I gave her a few more gentle smacks. She flinched each time and the wobble of her gorgeous buttocks was a sight to see. I was getting hard now so I stripped off completely. Tony was enjoying the show! His twitching cock was now semi-erect so I moved over and grabbed it. He let out an involuntary moan and started to harden further. Tanya could see any of this but she could hear. I put my mouth near his cock and kissed the head. I stood up, now fully erect, and pulled Tanyas panties down to her knees. She lifted each hip as I pulled them down and her skirt unfolded, covering her once again. God that looked good. A cute Vietnamese woman bent over a chair with her panties around her knees. I refolded her skirt over her back and took in the beauty of that arse, those thighs and the shaved pussy that I could see a little of. Smack! She jumped but I was holding her with my left hand in the middle of her back. Smack! Same place. Tony was clearly enjoying the show and his eyeline was taking in the full view of her pussy too. Smack! Other side. “Count for me Tony”, Smack, ‘One” Smack! “Two. Smack ‘Three. Smack! “Four. Smack! “Five” “No”, I said. Count for each cheek. That should have been ‘One”. Four on the right and one on the left. “Now I have to start again … Sorry Tanya. Smack! Pause … “one”, said Tony. Smack! “Two. Smack (other side) He hesitated and then said ‘One’. Smack! “Three. Smack! “Two” He was getting it! As we got to about fifteen and eleven, he made another mistake. So I started again. Tanya was now numb to the stinging so I paused and felt her again. As I slipped a finger along the inside of her pussy lips I could feel she was getting wet. She was secretly enjoying this. Tony was now rock hard and beginning to leak a little pre-cum which I licked clean for him. Smack! ‘One” Smack “Two … This time I got into the twenties. Tanya was quite red, very wet and my hand was starting to sting. Tony was rock hard and sweating. I told Tanya to stand and then I undressed her. Skirt first. As she turned around I could see the little mound above her pussy and the sparse black, straight hairs. She wasn’t shaved, she was naturally almost hairless. I told her to take off her t-shirt and I fumbled with her bra finally releasing the most beautiful, small perfectly formed breasts with hard, brown small nipples. I turned the chair around and sat her down, just resting her bum on the edge and leaning back into the soft leather. I pushed her legs apart, giving Tony a great view. He strained at his bonds, wanting so much to touch himself. Grabbing her by the hips, I sunk my tongue deep in her pussy. She let out a moan. I explored her cm by cm not missing a spot as a licked, sucked and slurped her pussy, lips and clitoris. My chin was wet as I settled in for a long time. After a while, Tanya started thrusting her hips towards me and caressing my head, running her fingers through my hair. Her breathing changed and she nearly throttled me with her thighs as wave after wave of pure joy rolled through her. To think, an hour ago, Tanya met me for the first time and here she was enjoying an earth shattering orgasm from my tongue, with her bound husband watching on. As the waves subsided I got up and without a word, lowered my mouth onto Tony’s cock. Up and down, suction on the way up, gently lips on the way down and all the time caressing his balls. As I was doing this I became aware of another set of hands on my cock. Then was pleasantly surprised as Tanya took me in her mouth. It didn’t take long. Tony started to come and I felt the warmth of his sperm in my mouth and then he kept on coming. It was huge! I swallowed and then it was my turn. Tanya didn’t waste a drop. We all lay there, sweating, recovering for a few minutes. They must have wondered what just happened. I got up, dressed and on my way out I said, “$20,000 down, $150,000 to go; see you next Tuesday.”

25 January 2019

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I was out for the night with my husband at a club. Id gone into the ladies room and as I finished washing my hands a very attractive lady surprised me with a pash, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. She told me I was so hot and she could not help but kiss me. That she wanted me so bad. I was in shock, didn't know what to say or do, I walked out of the ladies room and told hubby, he laughed and seemed ok about it. A few minutes went by, then the lady approached us, told hubby how much she wanted me and how hot I was. But she couldn't do anything as she was there celebrating her girlfriend's birthday. Said she couldn't do it to her on her birthday, then hurried back to her girlfriend. Now both I and hubby were in shock, if only we weren't and i was awake to my bi curiousness and knowing hubby was ok with it, i could of said, thats fine, your girlfriend is welcome to join in. Oh that song, I kissed a girl and I liked it. Anyway, thats why I this female half of this couple is bi curious.

24 January 2019

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I was on another site, just a dating site and I was just scrolling through profiles and saw a familiar face, we had both met 3yrs ago and had a coffee together, but I was getting over a relationship and the timing wasn’t right, but I often thought of this lady because she was not only gorgeous to look at but was the nicest person you would ever meet. Anyway we exchanged phone numbers and began texting and calling each other, we were trying to catch up and meet, but when I was working she wasn’t and vice versa, On New Year’s Eve I sent her a text as she was working, I just said if she wasn’t busy or doing anything that night I would give her a call, she replied, she wasn’t doing anything unless I wanted to invite her over..... which I did. I had the thought of it just being a friend catch up, no expectations of passion of any type. She arrived around 7ish I greeted her by opening her car door and giving her a hug and a quick kiss on her cheek, she looked amazing and shorter than I remembered, she had a great body and her boobs where so perky for her age, I had prepared a chicken salad earlier and decided to have a nice wine with our meal, I had lit the fire pit so after that we sat and talked about everything and anything, I was not anticipating any form of physical contact, it was just so nice to have her with me and enjoy great conversation.... It was getting closer to mid night and the count down, so we decided to go inside and watch it on TV, when it got to happy New Year, I hugged her and went to give her a quick kiss on her lips, to my surprise she passionately drove her tongue deep in my mouth, playing with my tongue, her tongue flicking my lips at times I felt she was trying to climb inside my mouth, I reciprocated, holding her head and pulling it closer to my lips, my hands began to wander all over her body, feeling each breast, feeling her rock hard nipples, hearing her moan with pleasure every time I touched her, letting my hand slide down to her pussy, even though she had Long pants on I was able to feel her wetness and feel her push her pussy against my hand wanting me not to stop, it must have been a good 20 minutes of non stop kissing and feeling each other’s bodies, my cock was so hard as she was rubbing her hand along my shaft , with that I couldn’t wait any longer, I took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom, laying her across the bed I pulled her pants off then her panties, that were very wet, i we nt straight to her beautiful wet pussy, licking and kissing , sucking all her wetness into my mouth, she tasted amazing, she Moaned softly, saying fuuuuckk, fuuuuckk, then she said it louder and put her hands on the back of my head pushing it harder against her and then thrust her hips forward and with a yell this time said FUCK... her wetness gushed all over my face, she then Pulled my face up to hers and licked and kissed me deeply, trying to get every drop of her wetness, it Made her even more horny, her hand reached for my cock and balls, running her fingers up and down my shaft, she whispered fuck me now please as if begging me too, I placed her legs over my shoulders and lifted her backside then drive my rock hard cock into her beautiful wet and tight pussy, all she was saying was fuck yessss, I pounded her pussy until she told me to cum, it only took 6 more deep pumps and with one final pump I blew my cum as deeply into her pussy as I could, we were both saying, fuck that was awesome... we laid in silence after that and both dozed off. In the morning around 5, we woke looked at each other and both at the same time wrapped our arms around each other and kissed each others lips softly, my hand slid down to her pussy and hers slid down to my cock that was again rock hard, without hesitation she jumped on top of me then guided my cock into her very wet pussy and rode my shaft so hard, she cum so many times, I was so glad she was being pleasured, she then jumped off and took my wet hard cock in her mouth, sliding my shaft all the way down her throat, sucking harder and harder, moving her lips up and down faster and faster, I moaned I’m going to cum babe, she went harder and faster even more, then I blew my load of cum deep in her mouth, she gagged slightly for a second, then wiped my cum from the corners of her mouth with her fingers, licked them and then kissed me deeply. WOW, I was in heaven.... She was leaving , I walked her to her car, she kissed me , said thankyou for an amazing night, as I did to her too, she drove away and she didn’t contact me again..... I was heartbroken for awhile, but it was something I never expected and she was someone I would never had expected to be as she was......

18 January 2019

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Taking a deep breath, I step forward into the pub. Looking around there are couples everywhere but no single men, only women. There’s music playing and a general relaxed feel about the place. I make my way to the bar and order a drink, my phone buzzes in my pocket -“Bring your drink to the booth in the far corner”. My pace quickened reading the simple message. Okay, so maybe I’d missed seeing my mystery guy. I was here to break my good girl habit, I wanted to be someone’s dirty girl, even if it was just for one night. It had been an embarrassingly long time since I’d had a cock to play with. But tonight I was over pleasuring myself, I was horny and needed to have a cock buried deep inside me. I wanted to be bent over and taken. I take a good deep sip of my drink before heading to the corner booth – nothing like a bit of liquid courage. “Hello there” a dark haired man smiles up at me from the table. He stands and greets me with chaste kiss to the cheek. “Hello back” I say shyly. His hand slides around to my hip and guides me into the seat. “Don’t be nervous, I will only bite if you ask me nicely” he grins. I laugh quietly at his bad joke, the needed ice breaker. Mr M is well aware of my shy nature and my journey to enjoy the new year with some new adventures and fun. “I’m glad you decided to come, I’m looking forward to tonight’s pleasures” Mr M says. He places his hand onto my knee and begins to trace a finger up my thigh. I smile at the feeling and move closer to him. “Good girl, but later you will be my dirty girl won’t you?” “Yes Mr M I will” I say as I nod my head slowly. “Excellent, I will remember that” he says and smiles. I take another deep sip of my drink, my imagination sparked. “Will you do something for me?” Mr M asks. “That depends on what it is” I reply. “Oh don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it and we’ll be leaving soon after” Mr M says as he leans over and reaches into his bag. “You said you wanted to be less of a good girl, this is your chance to start that journey”. I feel something small placed into my hand and a kiss placed on my lips – this one with a promise of fun times. “Head to the bathroom and place this inside you, I have the remote with me” Mr M looks at me with an unasked question. Will I take him up on his offer or chicken out? I stand and make my way to the bathroom to begin my night of fun. I enter a stall and lock the door – looking down to the palm of my hand, I think “why the fuck not, this is what I’m here for, don’t wuss out now”. Lowering my jeans and underwear, I run a finger over my clit and labia feeling the growing wetness. I gently insert the vibrator inside me, ahh it feels good. Heading back out to Mr M, I can’t help but feel everyone in the pub knows what I have done and what is about to happen. Looking around, everyone is carrying on with their conversations and enjoying the music. “Glad you came back Shy One” Mr M greets me as he casually takes a sip from his drink. Sitting down, I suddenly feel a vibration deep inside me, making me gasp and blush. “Sit, nice and close to me. I want to finish my drink then we should go” Mr M raises an eybrow and pats the seat next to him. I do as he says, my thigh brushing against his thigh. “Good girl, I’m glad you have decided to play”. I am rewarded with two short vibrations deep in my pussy and the feeling of wetness spreading. I can’t sit still and wriggle in my seat. Mr M smiles and quietly laughs to himself. “Sit still. Or would you like more intense vibrations right here?” He wouldn’t, I think to myself. I decide to test this theory and wriggle my ass against the seat. Buzzzzzzz, buzzzzzz, buzzzzz. “Holy fuck” I let slip and my cheeks flush. “Testing me huh Shy One?” Mr M whispers into my ear. “You’ll learn. Now, lets go. I need to get my mouth on those tits and my cock in your …….”. He leaves the last word unsaid and stands, holding a hand out to me. I down the remainder of my drink and take his hand, looking forward to the pleasure that is to come. As we make our way out of the pub, Mr M pulls me close and places his hand on my hip. “My place is just up the road” he says. “Lead the way Sir” I reply. I feel a short buzz deep inside my wet, wet pussy making me miss a step. Mr M chuckles and pulls me close, a hand grazes my breast. “I can’t wait to play with these”. I lean into him “Me neither”. Soon, we are at his apartment, there are a few lights on, taking the edge off the darkness. I feel hands on my hips, guiding me to the kitchen island. “Lean forward and don’t move” Mr M orders. I comply, placing my hands palm down on the counter. I can feel my jeans being slid over my ass and down my legs. “Step out please”. As I do so, I feel his lips glide over my calves, up my thigh. I shiver with anticipation of what will follow. A finger slides over my pussy and onto my clit, rubbing it firmly. “Ahh, that feels good” I say, wriggling my hips in hopes of a firmer touch. “Naughty girl, I said don’t move” Mr M growls. His hand is taken away and I let out an audible groan of disappointment. “Poor Shy One, I’ll let this pass but only this time. Take your top off”. I slide my top over my head and remove my bra. Strong hands grasp my breasts, fondling them, tweaking my nipples. Mr M leans in close, I can feel his hard on nudging my ass. I let out a moan of desire. “That feels so good” I tell him. “Spread your legs for me”. I comply and then feel one hand leave my breast making its way between my legs. The vibrator inserted in my pussy is pulled out slowly, then slid back in. Over and over. “That feels so good” I say again. “Just you wait” Mr M replies. He takes the vibrator out of my now dripping pussy and places his cock at my ready opening. Suddenly, Mr M’s cock is deep inside me. All the way deep inside me, balls deep. I gasp as he fucks me hard and fast, no tentative slow sliding in and out, just firm fucking. I am pushed up against the kitchen island, trapped with nowhere to go – not that I’d rather be anywhere else. Mr M leans over me, taking my breasts in his hands. Kneading them, pulling on my nipples. I can feel that familiar tugging that goes from my nipples to my pussy, building up the pressure. “Can I PLEASE push back?” I cry “I need to cum, please let me cum”. “Push back, push hard, make yourself cum. I want to hear you scream with pleasure” he growls in my ear. I push back, grinding against him, encouraging my orgasm along. My pussy tightens, my toes curl and I let out a scream as my orgasm takes over. I thrash in place, enjoying the sensations taking over my body. Mr M continues to pump away, deep inside me. As my orgasm calms, Mr M slides his cock out of me. I groan in disappointment. “You didn’t cum” I whisper. “Oh but I will, trust me, I always do” Mr M replies. The next sensation I feel is his cock nudging at my ass hole, slowly making his way into me. “I haven’t done this before” I let out. “Ah, but you want to be a naughty, dirty girl tonight don’t you? Take my cock in your ass, let me cum in your ass. That is where we start your new adventure Shy One. Relax and let me fuck you, you’ll enjoy it I promise” he slides two fingers inside my pussy, now tender after the fucking it just received, his thumb gently pushing on my clit. “Fuck it” I say. “Oh trust me I will” Mr M chuckles as he slowly pushes his cock inside me. After a few minutes, he stops and orders me to push back against him. I look over my shoulder at the man behind me – he was giving me exactly what I had asked for, the chance to break my own taboos, to be a naughty girl for a change. I slowly begin to push my ass against his cock, taking him in a bit at a time. I gasp as I begin to feel my ass stretching to accommodate him. I keep pushing against Mr M, taking him in further and further. The sensation of a man’s cock in my ass thrilling me and encouraging me to go on. “Tell me what you’re thinking Shy One” Mr M says. “It hurt a little at first but now, it feels good. I want you to fuck me until you cum in my ass” I reply confidently. “My dirty girl wants me to fuck her ass? To fuck it and fill her with cum? My pleasure.” he responds. A slap lands on my ass cheek, then hands grab hold of my hips again as Mr M begins to pull me against him. I gasp at the sensation of being filled up by a thick hard cock in my ass. My god, it feels amazing. I want more, more, more. More of this fantastic fuckery. I begin to push back, finding a rhythm with Mr M. I can hear him grunting softly behind me and I smile in the knowledge that I am contributing to that satisfied noise. I begin to push back with greater enthusiasm, increasing the rhythm, wanting to bring on his orgasm. Needing to feel his cum fill me up. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? You dirty girl. My little dirty girl. I want you to scream again, louder this time” he growls intently in my ear. One hand makes its way toward my pussy again. This time there are no tentative motions, Mr M is a man on a mission. Two fingers plunge deep inside my pussy, his thumb teasing my clit – working me into a hot mess. The hand on my hip pulls harder and faster with an urgency. “Fuck yes, fuck yes” I shout – I can’t believe the change in me. I’m a sexual introvert who doesn’t let loose like this but fuck, yes, I like this unabashed side of my personality. I push against Mr M like a woman possessed, needing to let loose the orgasm I can feel building. I push hard against his fingers deep in my pussy and hard against the cock in my ass. So many sensations, fuck I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. “I need to cum, so close, so close” I pant. “Cum for me baby, cum hard” he grunts back at me. I receive a slap to my ass which proves to be my undoing. I let out a scream as my orgasm rolls over me. My legs begin to shake and I begin to sag against the counter. Behind me Mr M pumps into me a few more times, then leans back as he cums deep inside me. Letting out a satisfied growl as his cum is let loose. As our breathing slows and our senses begin to clear, Mr M gently pulls out of me and leads me to the shower to tidy up. Or possibly, for some adventures.

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We had so much fun at the party. I’d loved getting dressed up in my 6 strap garter belt and luxurious silky stockings, especially since those two pieces of underwear were the only ones I was wearing. Shaun had asked me to be naked underneath my dress, and feeling that was a fair request from my lover I enthusiastically agreed to it. I remember him coming up the stairs behind me, commenting as he caught a glimpse of my freshly fucked pussy as I bent over to fix a strap on my heels. ‘Yum, your pussy looks so swollen and sexy with my cream pie load trickling out of it’! he told me huskily. I giggled as I straightened up, smoothing my dress down over my thighs. ‘You need to behave tonight baby’ I admonished him. ‘You know your brother is going to be there and I don’t want you being distracted and getting him offside again’. Shaun and Damien were only a year apart in age but Damien was the black sheep of the family and had left home at 15, returning home only recently. I always felt on edge around him as he seemed very moody and angry and for whatever reason he seemed to resent me. He would often grab his gear and speed off on his motorbike when I called in at their house. If I slept over for the night he’d go out drinking with his buddies and come crashing home in the early hours of the morning. He had never grunted more than a word or two to me the whole time I had known him. He’d completely freaked me out one night when I was staying at their house. Shaun was dead to the world but I couldn’t sleep and I got up and made myself a hot chocolate. I curled up in the living room and drank the delicious drink, watching the flickering embers of the fire in the grate. I rinsed my empty mug out and before snuggling back into bed I thought I’d better brush my teeth. There was only the one bathroom in the house and I always felt a little weird using it. Shaun’s mum was such a darling though and had made the boys clear a space for me in the medicine cabinet. I looked at myself in the cabinet’s mirrored doors and pulled a face as I saw my tangled bed hair. ‘Just lovely’ I groaned as I opened the doors to get out my toothbrush and toothpaste. I’d just put the toothpaste on my brush, run it under the tap and started brushing my teeth when I heard the floorboards creak behind me. ‘Oh fantastic’ I thought as I tried to quickly spit out the minty foam. I’d woken Shaun up and he had to get up early for work. ‘Sorry babe’ I mumbled. ‘I couldn’t sleep and got up to have a drink and was just freshening up before I came back to bed’. He chuckled, his gorgeous deep voice triggering an instant response between my legs. I turned to embrace him but suddenly he grabbed my neck, splaying his big hand out, forcing my head down. His other hand cruelly gripped my hip, locking me into place. ‘Hey’ I cried as I started to try and wriggle free. His grip tightened and I felt my heart starting to pound with excitement. Shaun was a generous and attentive lover, but sometimes he treated me as if I might break. I often hinted to him that I would love for him to be a bit more rough with me, but the thought of potentially hurting me seemed to really upset him. But now I could feel the tension in his strong hand and arms as he bent my body over. I continued to struggle though, feeling my flight or fight response flooding my body with endorphins. The more I fought though the stronger his grip became. ‘Shaun, you’re hurting me’ I whispered loudly, wanting him to let me go but not wanting to wake his mum up. ‘Mmm’ I heard him murmur and just then I felt his crotch grind into my arse. I was only wearing a cami top and French knickers and the movement had scrunched my panties up, making his massive erection even more obvious as it pressed into my flesh. I was just about to cry out again in protest when he suddenly tugged my hair around his fist and yanked my head down and to the side. My neck was exposed and I gasped as I sensed him coming closer and then jumped as I felt his muscular tongue start licking me slowly, from my clavicle up to behind my ear. ‘Oh fuck’ I panted as I went weak at the knees. I must have been a little low on blood sugar as the erotic sensation of his tongue lathing my neck caused an autonomic response of dizziness and desire. The desire was intense but the dizziness was overwhelming. I slumped against the vanity unit and felt him move away from me and head back to bed. ‘Wow’ I thought to myself! ‘Something has got him in a red hot mess tonight’! I quickly put my toiletries back on the shelf and shut the cabinet door. I flicked off the light and using the moon rays filtering in through the hallway windows to navigate I made my way back to his bedroom. I was tingling all over with sexual tension. If that stunt he pulled in the bathroom was the appetiser then I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into the main course. His room was pitch black dark and I could just imagine him laying there, cheekily awaiting my return. He would have known exactly how turned on I was by his aggressive attack in the bathroom and no doubt would be stroking his gorgeous cock, keeping it rock hard for me. I felt my way towards the bed, half expecting him to flick the bedside lamp on to surprise me. ‘Oh you’re bad’ I teasingly told him. ‘Acting like nothing happened’! Just as I was about to tell him exactly how I felt I recognised a sound which had been persistently tugging at my auditory senses since I walked back in. It was snoring. Loud, rhythmic, regular snoring. ‘What’! I cried out, flicking the bedside lamp switch. I could barely believe my eyes! He was laying in the exact same position as when I’d left the bedroom. He was totally out to it, in a very deep sleep. My mind started tumbling over hundreds of scenarios to explain what had happened. He was fast asleep. He was snoring. It couldn’t have been him after all. But if it wasn’t him ….. who could it be? Oh god. Could it have been Shaun’s brother? His flesh and blood? Damien? I had crawled back into bed with Shaun that night, my mind racing and my body raging with conflicting feelings. I replayed the scene over and over in my head, trying to come to term with the fact that my boyfriend’s brother may or may not have just assaulted me in the bathroom. Was assaulted the right word? If it had been Shaun then it would have just been as hot as fuck! Having my boyfriend grab me like that was one of my hottest fantasies. And that tongue slowly licking its way up my neck! My visceral response was undeniably directly related to the manhandling I craved. But then I thought about who it might have been. Damien. Shaun’s brother. His flesh and blood. I remember that I didn’t get much sleep that night at all. I hadn’t seen Damien for a few weeks after that incident, he’d suddenly decided to go away and chase some itinerant work over on the mainland. When he’d returned he was even more distant and rude to me and I’d just relegated the whole incident to the back of my mind. Shaun and I were pretty happy. I adored his mum. His dad had cleared off when the boys were young and she did an amazing job bringing them up as a single mum. Both of the boys supported their mum financially and to be honest it wouldn’t surprise me if they never left home as they had it so good there! I loved staying there, well apart from the awkwardness that inevitably occurred when Damien was around. The brothers sparked each other off all the time which didn’t help. I know they loved each other deeply and would defend each other to the ends of the earth, but their brotherly banter and physicality sometimes just got too much. They seemed to always be trying to exert dominance over each other with a never ending routine of headlocks, arm wrestling, pranks and verbal slanging matches. Shaun was the taller of the two and had the most amazing athletic physique. He took a lot of care of his body and health and it showed. He’d occasionally have a little jab at me about my own weight or lack of interest in exercise, but I tried not to let that get to me. He always dressed pretty damned sharp and liked me to dress up too. He had an absolutely charming personality and was very popular with my own family. Damien on the other hand, well, he was almost the complete opposite. He wasn’t as tall as Damien but he was much stockier in build. His arms and shoulders were incredible. I mean it’s not as if I was deliberately looking or anything, it was just difficult not to notice them when he wore his wife beater tops while he was doing jobs outside in the yard or working on his bike. He probably drank more than he should and he seemed to rock a 3 day growth on his face day in day out. I’d never seen him dressed in anything fancier than a set of leathers or his dirty blue jeans and a tshirt. I knew that his mum washed all of his clothes and even ironed them, god knows what he did to them. His arms and back were heavily tattooed and he made fun of Shaun going to the gym all the time. You could never call Damien’s personality charming. Disarming and unpredictable, yes. So yes, I was nervous about going to the party that night as the brothers had just had a really big falling out in the last week or so. Who knows what it was really about, but Shaun had been staying at my place for a week and had told me I couldn’t go to the house while Damien was there. Apparently his brother was going through some sort of a meltdown. I assumed he might have been having women problems. I’d never actually seen him with a woman but I knew that he had plenty chasing after him. That was another constant source of irritation between the brothers. Shaun would always have girls asking him to put a good word in with his brother and he hated it. I knew it drove Shaun crazy when they went out as a family or just the two boys and girls would be all over Damien. He told me that his brother treated these women like shit and mocked them. That didn’t set well with Shaun, he was very ‘PC’. When we had found out Damien was going as well I asked Shaun if he wanted to give it a miss. But he assured me it was ok. I guess being brothers they’d been having these ups and downs for years and although I couldn’t understand it, I trusted Shaun when he said it would be ok. I wanted tonight to be special so I’d paid extra attention to my hair and makeup and hadn’t even made it out of the house before he demonstrated his appreciation of my efforts. It had been nice. Not amazing, he’d been a bit cautious about messing up his outfit and my hair, but it had been pretty sexy all the same. He really got off on watching us fuck in the mirror. Sometimes I wondered if he liked checking himself out just as much as he liked watching me. I wasn’t really into the whole exhibitionist thing, preferring my sex to be raw and visceral. But if it made him happy to see my lips around his cock in the mirror then it was a small thing to do. As we made our way towards the apartment you could hear the music thumping and shrieks of laughter. I could smell the yeasty odour of a freshly tapped keg of beer and I smiled to myself as I saw Shaun turn his nose up a little. He was a bit of a beer connoisseur. He appreciated craft beers, beers with strange and weird names and bizarre ingredients. I assumed that the beer in the keg was pretty standard local beer and could guarantee none of it would pass my boyfriend’s lips that night. He wasn’t drinking tonight anyway, he was on some sort of detox which was driving me crazy. I’d ordered pizza for dinner that night and the look he gave me! You would have thought I’d ordered poison. It was so hot and lush and cheesy and yeah, a couple of drops of grease might have dribbled down my chin but that’s how you eat pizza! I only got to eat one slice as he told me I wouldn’t be able to do up my dress if I ate more. I was starving now and hoped there was going to be some snacks around. I’d have to sneak them while Shaun was looking away. My friend Vanja opened the door and squealed when she saw me! She launched herself at me and as we hugged our boobs squished together making us giggle. ‘Shaun’ she said curtly. Shaun nodded his head at her and pushed past into the living area. Vanja rolled her eyes at me and mouthed ‘dick’! ‘Now now Vanja’ I admonished, ‘he’s an amazing guy’. ‘Yeah yeah’ she grumbled, ‘amazing to look at but a total dick in every other way’. I laughed and punched her playfully on the arm. ‘Stop it you, I’m worried enough about tonight without you hanging shit on my boyfriend’! ‘Oh yes’ she nodded knowingly, ‘the brother’. ‘Yep, the brother’ I grimaced. ‘He’s here already by the way’ Vanja told me. ‘He’s taken charge of the keg, no-one else knew how to tap it and he just jumped right in’. My eyebrows raised ‘oh, he’s playing nice then. Good.’ ‘Oh I wouldn’t say that’ Vanja warned me. ‘He’s scared off most of the girls and seems to be winding up some of the guys too’. Great. Fabulous. Just what I needed. I kissed Vanja on the cheek and handed her the bottle of wine I’d bought for her earlier. ‘I’d better go and find Shaun then and make sure they’re behaving’. I shuffled my way through the crowded room, saying hi to lots of familiar faces and enjoying a flirty exchange with a couple of people on the way. I came alive at parties and wish we went to more. Shaun always seemed to have to go to bed early or found the music too loud. But he had seemed very determined to come tonight. I felt so naughty knowing I wasn’t wearing any underwear, apart from my garter belt and stockings. I’m glad I’d worn my hair out though. Shaun liked it when I wore it up in a bun but my long auburn curls felt so sexy swaying against my bare back. I smiled as I saw one of the guys I worked with and went up to him and leant up on my heels to give him a smooch hello. Just as I did I felt someone roughly tug my garter belt and snap it hard back against my leg. ‘Hey’ I shouted, turning around. Vanja was there grinning mischievously at me. ‘You hussy’ she laughed. ‘When you stretched up guess what flashed at me’! ‘I couldn’t resist’. And that’s what I loved about Vanja! Cheeky bitch. I tugged my dress down again and blew a flirty kiss in the air to them as I continued across the room. One of the downsides to being short is not being able to see where you’re going in a crowd. I’d been here so many times before so I had a pretty good idea where Vanja would have set up the keg. I just kept pushing past people, saying hi to friends and avoiding being splashed by drinks. The music changed and the throbbing sounds of Bad to the Bone filled the air. I loved it! I started gyrating my hips to the beat as I moved, happily singing along to the husky voice of George Thorogood. I was just mid grind when the crowd parted slightly in front of me and I saw this hot, hot guy standing there, his massive back muscles bulging under a gorgeous crisp white shirt. I bit my lip as my eyes wandered lower and widened as I saw the most sexy arse in gorgeous Levi 501s. ‘Yum’ I thought to myself. My cheeks flushed as I took in even more of his commanding physique. He’d obviously just had a haircut as above his shirt collar there was a paler line of skin where the crew cut fade started. As I was watching he lifted his arm up in the air and I felt my pussy muscles squeeze as I saw his biceps. He was reaching up to adjust the switch on a gas heater and I took that opportunity to drink in his elongated body, right down to his sexy boots peeking out underneath his jeans. I bit my lip as he reached his other arm up to steady the heater and his shirt became a little untucked from his jeans. Ohhhhh. ‘Fuck!’. Did I just moan out loud? I felt my décolletage starting to flush and glanced down to see what looked almost like a red rash had broken out on my chest. I raked it with my nails and gasped as the pressure left a trail of white scratch marks running over my rapidly warming chest. Phew! Talk about a visceral response to this gorgeous hunk of a man. I was just biting my lip even harder, when suddenly he dived to the side and grabbed a guy in a headlock. My guy. Shaun. Fuck! I locked eyes with Shaun and saw him watching me with a confused look on his face. I’d been sprung perving, my body’s response obvious to all who looked. As the guy holding him in a headlock ruffled his hair in a weirdly affectionate manner, I jumped as I saw what I’d totally missed before. The crisp white shirt was rolled up a little, exposing tanned, muscly forearms. And there, unmistakably, on that sexy forearm, was an intricate tattoo. A tattoo I’d seen before. My heart thumped. Damien. If I’d been flushed before I was positively nearly on fire now! I’d been caught, by my boyfriend, perving at another man. Not just any other man. His brother. A man who detested me and who quite honestly scared me. I was officially a class act! I quickly tried to compose myself and went over to the brothers. Their contrast was stark that night. I mean Shaun looked amazing, he always did. But Damien? Well, let’s just say he had made an effort and it was impressive. He just about radiated testosterone and looked so manly. Every single part of him seemed designed to entice and entrap women. His new hair style was banging. It looked as if he was channelling Ragnar Lothbrok with the whole sexy viking look. It was undercut at the back and then he had this boyish flop of hair over one side. He had grown his beard too. No more three day growth, this was a proper cared for and groomed viking beard. I felt as if I was seeing him for the first time. I gulped and tried to act normal, greeting him as if he was a normal friend (instead of some angry brooding scary guy who lived in the same house as my boyfriend). I reached up to kiss him on the cheek and say hi, but just as I did he released Shaun from the brotherly headlock and that movement caused me to misjudge the distance. I ended up teetering forward and lunging towards his body. I was awkward at the best of times but wearing those high heels and being so flustered ended up a potent combination and within moments I found myself being gripped by arms of steel and pushed back upright. I braced myself on one of Damien’s arms and wow. It was as if we had just given each other an electric shock. I looked up and his eyes widened and then darkened, the familiar scowl creeping back onto his face. I bit my lip and mumbled my apologies, my cheeks flaming with embarrassment. ‘Are you ok babe’ asked Shaun in a concerned voice. I’d forgotten all about my boyfriend! I turned to see him watching me with an anxious look on his face. ‘Oh fine, just fine’ I reassured him. I looked back at Damien who was now glaring at me and then followed his gaze as he looked down towards his biceps. ‘Oh god’ I cried as I jumped back. I’d been gripping his biceps, subconsciously loving the feel of my hand wrapped around his tensile muscles. But I’d forgotten to let go and had been caught hanging onto him like a creeper. As I let go of his arm he ran his other hand over the place where I had released my death grip from. I’d never noticed his hands before, so big and wide and so masculine looking. He seemed to be rubbing his arm as if there was a possibility I could have hurt him with my grip. As if! It had felt like I was holding onto a chunk of living marble. I could see though that I had creased his gorgeous shirt which no doubt his mum had spent ages ironing for him. My eyes flicked from one brother to the other. One was shooting me death stares and the other one was looking confused and a little hurt. I was making a huge mess of the night already and my plans for a calm evening with the brothers seemed to be going out the window. Sometimes I felt like I should just stay at home as I seemed to have a knack for working myself up into a nervous wreck and getting myself into awkward situations. Thankfully, Shaun was the brother who was able to compose himself first and I was so grateful to him when he reached for my hand and kissed the back of it. He smiled at me reassuringly and I beamed up at him, grateful for his attention. ‘I did tell you though that those shoes were too high for your body shape’ he admonished. ‘There’s too much weight on them and that’s how you lost your balance sweetheart’ he added. My cheeks flamed even more and I snatched my hand back from him. I know he didn’t mean to be hurtful about my weight and I knew he loved me. It’s just that sometimes he had a way of saying things that cut me to my core. ‘Stop being a dick Shaun’ came Vanja’s familiar voice from behind. ‘You should fucking love her curves and celebrate them, not give her shit about them’. ‘Plus’, Vanja added, ‘I’ve seen those stick insect chicks you’ve been out with before and I bet they don’t feel as soft and lush in bed as she does’. ‘Vanja!’ I admonished. She was hopeless. She was my greatest fan and highly protective of me, but she struggled to keep her thoughts to herself and although I loved her dearly for it, sometimes I wish she would just leave things be. Right. Someone had to be the grownup here and get things back on track. I drew myself up to my full 5 feet 5 inches height (thanks to my 5 inch heels!) and looked Damien in the eye and said ‘sorry about that Damien, nice to see you’. I turned my back on him and grabbed Shaun’s hand ‘come on, let’s go and check out the view from the deck’. I cheekily waved goodbye to Vanja and laughed as she pulled a face at me in return. We walked out onto the deck and immediately I could feel the breeze lifting my auburn tresses in the air and felt instantly calmer. ‘Vanja is such a bitch’ Shaun complained to me. ‘She’s just protective’ I replied, ‘but I don’t want to worry about other people, I want to focus on us’. ‘Fair enough’ he reassured me, ‘let’s get a drink and then go and have a dance’. I grinned cheekily up at him and leaned up to whisper in his ear ‘na ah, I’ve got a better idea!’. I tugged him along the balcony over to the corner where there was an outdoor shower set up in a little ferny nook. There was a slatted cedar timber seat in there and I shoved him down onto it. ‘Babe’ he protested, ‘you can’t do anything here, we’ll get caught’. ‘So?’ I replied quizzically. ‘Isn’t that half the thrill’? His eyes were darting nervously towards the entrance and it was obvious he was way out of his comfort zone. ‘Give me your hand’ I whispered throatily. I took his hand in mine and while maintaining eye contact with him, I drew it in towards me, under my dress and towards my pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from my cunt already and I was desperate to have his fingers inside of me. ‘I’m so wet for you baby’ I added, tugging his fingers even closer to my throbbing clit. It was true, I could feel myself squelching as I walked and even mused to myself that it would start trickling down my inner thighs soon. ‘Nah baby’ he said, ‘I’ve got a much better idea’. He pulled his hand away and grabbed my shoulders and started forcing me to my knees in front of him. ‘Shaun’ I cried out as his actions took me by surprise. He started unbuckling his belt and pushed me towards his crotch. ‘That’s not exactly what I had in mind’ I protested, ‘trying to wriggle out from his grip’. ‘Come on baby, you know you love it’ he crooned. ‘Look how hard you’ve made me, you know you want it’. It was true, he was very hard, that was obvious due to the bulge in his tight fitting trousers. And I did want his cock. It was a beautiful cock. But sometimes it would be nice to switch things up a bit. ‘Let’s just relax a bit first’ I replied. ‘Slow things down a bit’. I licked my lips as I focused on his mouth. Leaning in to kiss him passionately. ‘Don’t waste those luscious lips baby’ he demanded, ‘get down and suck me off good’. He gripped me even harder and shoved my face towards his now open jeans. I could see cock clearly outlined under his bright red boxer shorts. It twitched as my breath drew closer and I could see he was very, very aroused. ‘Shaun’, I protested again, ‘you’re hurting me’. I struggled against his grip but his hours and hours of gym workouts each week had made him very strong and he just kept pushing me. My knees were on the tiled floor now and the hard surface was starting to hurt me. He had pushed me into an uncomfortable position and I couldn’t even get a good grip on the floor to push myself away from him. He yanked his cock out of his boxer shorts and slapped it against my face. He pushed it onto my lips and tried to force my mouth to open. ‘No’, I shouted. ‘Stop it Shaun, I don’t want to do this and you’re hurting me’. He just kept murmuring ‘come on baby, open up for me, you know you want it’. He moved his hand to my head and pushed me even closer. He knows I hate that more than anything, that feeling of being forced, and something in me just snapped. I reached up, pushing myself off balance and shoved hard at his legs. He just laughed and took advantage of my imbalance to drag me in closer. ‘We are doing this baby’ he growled, ‘whether you like it or not’. ‘And I know you like it’. ‘Shaun’ I cried out ‘stop it, get off me’. You’re scaring me’. I looked up into his face and could see that he was in a lust driven craze. All he could think of was my lips wrapped around his cock. As I watched him though his face changed, his eyes widening suddenly and he started to release pressure on me and amost cringe back into the wall. ‘You fucking cunt’ I heard a man’s voice yell. ‘I’m going to fucking kill you. Fucking stand up and fight like a man’. Horrified at being caught in this compromising position, but grateful for being saved, I scrambled to my feet and looked to see where the voice was coming from. God. It was Damien. He was standing at the corner of the shower and he was absolutely furious. His neck muscles were bulging, his eyes were glaring and his nostrils were flared. ‘You’ he yelled at me, ‘get the fuck out of here, now!’. A surge of adrenaline rushed through my body and I instinctively moved in front of my boyfriend, determined to stand my ground and not let them fight. ‘No’ I yelled back at him. ‘You can’t make me’. ‘Oh you just watch me little one’ he replied, lunging towards me.

17 January 2019

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You begin at my calves, gently kissing and sucking. Your fingers trail your lips and occasionally squeeze. Finally, you nip my inner thigh and grab my arse. I squirm in anticipation but want to stretch the moment out and I do so adore teasing you. Before you can reach my pussy, I grab handfuls of your beard and bring you to my hungry mouth, making you kiss me well. I let my left fingers wander to your back and you moan into my mouth in pleasure as they continue slowly down to your hip. Before you can catch on to my wickedness, I quickly capture both balls in my hand and you let out the most charming squeak. I calm you with another kiss while my right hand seeks out the light check chain hidden under the pillow. Upon hearing the sound, you pull away and your eyes widen. I chuckle and squeeze your balls just enough to let you know that resistance is futile. You lower your head, I place the chain, and only then do I release your balls and nudge you back to where you are the happiest. Before you can settle, I quickly check the chain, and you grin up at me and ask, "please, may I'. You know that will ensure I indulge you for a little while… You part my thighs further and grasp my hips to position me, intent on feasting on my clit and I murmur my approval. You caress my tummy with your hands and work ever so slowly up my torso while increasing the momentum. Damn! You have me at the edge of the precipice so quickly. No, not yet! I want to dance there as long as I can before succumbing but if you touch my breasts right now, I won’t have a choice. I really want to let you keep going but instead I lock your head between my thighs to stop you. You groan, and I ask if you want more? “Yes please,” you respond quickly and seeing the look on my face you hesitate and then mumble hopefully “Mistress?” “I see…well then, lie on your back and close your eyes.” I take the time to regain my composure before selecting just the right thing, and then quietly whisper in your ear, “Open wide sweetness”. You startle, and squirm and I’m pleased to see your cock twitch and I chuckle at watching you try to work out what I mean, and whether to accede to my request. Finally, you open your mouth wide. “Good. Do not open your eyes until I tell you. Oh, and in future you will answer properly the first time and no mumbling.” You wisely keep your mouth open, and nod vigorously instead. “Wider.” I insert the base of the dildo into your waiting mouth and you moan in surprise. I wait until you are laying perfectly still before allowing you to open your eyes. You gaze longingly at the folds I am gently stimulating. I am still engorged and now wet and can’t hold off much longer. I smile at your obvious frustration and slowly lower myself onto the dildo. It’s all you can do to hold onto the base and you raise your head in automatic need. I gently push your forehead back down and guide your hand to my hip. I begin to get into a rhythm, taking more and more of the dildo, while you gently massage my breasts. I am riding you hard now and beginning to soak that lovely beard of yours. My breasts are moving beyond your reach, so you hold onto my nipples and stretch them on my upward stroke. You are groaning and struggling underneath me and suddenly shift your hands to my waist and force me deep onto the dildo and I gush. “Naughty boy!” I grab your hands and attach them to the handcuffs on the bedhead, and slowly stand, hands on hips, surveying my handiwork with pleasure. I reach down and remove the dildo. “You have one minute, and if you please me enough, I will let you touch.”

16 January 2019

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It's funny when you live in an apartment building in Melbourne you began to see the same people at different points in their life. There are the early morning commuters who are driven in their careers, racing to the gym to start their days. There are the partiers who usually enter and exit the building either late at night when they are heading out to the clubs or early in the morning when returning from them. Then there are the stay at homes who have kids or who work out of their apartments as day traders or writers. Like me they live life on their terms and by their rules. I usually meet them while riding the elevators in the middle of the day while taking a break from my work to go out for a run or a sprint at the gym. That's how it was when I first met Alyssa and Robert. I was in my gym gear - shorts and a T - returning from a morning run, panting and sweaty. They were returning from getting their morning paper in robes. We laughed about our casualness and at the day-breakers as they called them. You know, the people who went to an office. Our conversation was light and bright and focused on how we all loved the flexibility of our days, able to do whatever we wanted, as long as it didn't get in the way of our work. The three of us were on the same path it seemed, that rare mix of drive tempered with a freestyle sense of living. Their apartment was on the top floor and as I exited they asked if I wanted to come up for a cup of coffee. I said, "why not? Let me just grab a quick shower and change out of my clothes." It's funny because I thought I heard Alyssa say "oh, don't bother. I doubt you'll be in them long." My floor pinged and the doors opened, and the three of us froze. It was one of those moments, a cross road in the day. Robert reached his hand out to stop me from exiting and said simply, "We're more of a come as you are kind of couple." I smiled not really understanding where it was going, but I was willing to go with them no matter where it led. Sure enough the door to their apartment opening into a sun-filled penthouse, well appointed in mid-century modern furniture, with a sliding glass door that in turn opened onto a rooftop deck. I couldn't help but think "these people are doing pretty well for stay-at-homes. Robert excused himself to make us some coffee as Alyssa sat herself down a chic couch and smiled at me. "Jay, please make yourself at home. If you'd like there is a shower just through those doors," as she crossed her legs letting the opening of her robe fall open to reveal her knees and lower thighs. I couldn't help buy let my eyes jump down to her tanned flesh. I shook my head, no and thanked her all the same. "It's okay, Roberts probably already taking one. He's probably forgotten all about our lattes." I managed a smile and a laugh at her inside joke. Robert hadn't gotten back yet, so we made some small talk about the building, and the city. Turns out they were both real estate brokers for a high-end firm, "It's why we need to keep our home nice, but we're really very casual people. Neither of us can stand pretenses to be honest." I nodded as Robert came around the corner with two lattes, wet hair, and a towel tucked around his waist. "Sorry for the delay, but I jumped in for a quick shower," he said. It was less an apology as it was just a simple fact. Alyssa and I could both see what was a very nice package changing his towel into a well endowed horizontal tent. Alyssa laughed and admonished Robert, "Robert, you're embarrassing our guest. To which Robert parried' "Oh I'm sorry, did you not want a latte?" I laughed it off and told them both not to worry, "I often tent out after a morning workout." Alyssa just smiled, "I never worry. I just like to watch." I realized Robert had come up behind me. I could feel his presence and froze before he actually touched me. I felt his hands on my shoulders giving me a few squeezes in a poor excuse for a massage. My mind jumped just a little as his hands passed over my shoulders and down to my chest, landing with two fingers on each nipple. I could also feel his tented cock press into my right cheek. Alyssa just kept smiling at me, catching and holding my eyes as Robert's hand drifted down past my abs and beneath the waist band of my shorts. I don't know if he knew how sensitive my nipples are, but his fingers touching, flicking and squeezing them was only outdone when he came up under my arms to start licking and gently biting them as his hand began to massage my cock and balls. I could feel his hard-on press into my backside as I pressed back into him. And yes, there was Alyssa watching us get it on with a big smile on her face, rubbing slow circles into her pussy. Her eyes began to glaze over as Robert helped me step out of my shorts while stroking my cock, bending around to slide his lips around it, dropping to his knees and taking me deeply into his mouth and throat. I almost came then and there as he slid my entire endowment down his throat without bottoming out. His mouth quickly dipped to my balls pausing only to lick and spit on that wonderfully sensitive spot just below my sac. I could feel his saliva lubricating every fold and crease, as he began to spread that delicious lubrication all over my cock, my balls, and my ass. His fingers left light scratches up and down my thighs until I felt the flat of his hand spank my inner thighs, my ass, my outer thighs. With every spank I watched as Alyssa's eyes lit up and her hand work itself into her pussy a little deeper. I let out a low moan as Robert spit on my ass and then slid his tongue into me. At first he licked around the wrinkles of my anus, with each lap pushing deeper and deeper into me until I felt his finger slide up and inside of my ass. He bent me over until my mouth was just at Alyssa's wet pussy. He continued to pump my ass with his finger, first one and then two. I looked up and into Alyssa's eyes, she was smiling at Robert as he rimmed and fingered me deeply. There I was getting spit roasted by the couple I just met in the elevator not even an hour before. I smiled, my lips wet like a glazed doughnut as I licked and sucked on her clit. I felt myself being turned around, my wet and waiting lips passing over his glorious penis as I felt her spit on my ass to lubricate it for her fingers. I felt her rub my opening and massage its puckered hole gently as she pushed in firmly. I also felt his glorious 8 inches softly glide by my lips. I opened my mouth taking as much in as I wrapped my lips around him. I played with the tip of his mushroomed head, my tongue sliding across the slit of his dick before encircling his head and drawing back until his moans were loud and clear. My fingers played with his balls and pressed on that spot just below his sac. I dove once more, trying to take all of him in. I felt his hands on the back of my head pushing me further down until I could feel his pubic hair tickle my nose. His cock buried deep into my throat as I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of him filling me. My eyes closed for I don't know how long. I drifted into a beautiful place of being used on both ends, happily I felt an up-swell of pleasure knowing I was giving them pleasure. I licked and savored his balls, leaving them wet with my spit before bringing all that saliva up along his dick and pulling a string of it out to my tongue. I slurped my own spit back into my mouth as I dove back onto his shaft, this time imitating a pussy being fucked only halfway in quick, short bursts. Perhaps he thought he was doing me a favor by pulling out of my mouth because I felt his hot cum land on my back. It was such a turn-on that I almost came, but what was even more erotic was feeling Alyssa's fingers massaging it into my skin. When I woke up they were sitting on the couch, finishing their coffee. "Good morning Jay. It's nice to have you back with the living," Robert smiled. "You are such a delicious cunt. You really are you know," said Alyssa." I could only smile and stammer. Alyssa came over and kissed me on my lips. Robert gave me a firm slap on my ass. I was still spinning. I mean how often does this happen? My brain was still trying to wrap itself around this. After some post-threesome teasing we all hugged at the door and winked our goodbyes, agreeing on having to do it all again. And we did...

14 January 2019

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The pub was crowded, the music was pumping and the lines at the bar were 4 deep. It was noisy with a live band performing in the corner, people were dancing and there was a great vibe in the air. I was feeling fantastic and having a great time with my girlfriends. We'd been to dinner and were now sitting at a table enjoying a cocktail or two. I knew them mainly from work and although we got on great, they had no idea about my naughty side. I always got flirty when I had a few drinks, becoming quite uninhibited and I had to work hard tonight to keep my composure. We were all up dancing to the band, laughing and singing along. As I twirled around I thought I saw someone I used to know walking through the door. I steadied myself and turned around, scanning the crowd for him. I laughed and shook my head when I realised I must have been mistaken, too much to drink and seeing things! I smiled to myself though, remembering the last time we were together. He was so hot, so sexy. Very tall, strong, hard working and a real decent guy. He had always made me feel like a queen when I was with him. He would pleasure me for hours, adoring my body, making me laugh and giggle. I hadn't seen him for years, not since he'd had to move away for work. I felt a pull deep inside of me as I realised how much I missed him. Maybe I should send him a message tomorrow, say hi. I wound my way back to our table and saw that my drink had been cleared. The other women were sipping on theirs so I said I'd go over and buy another and be back in a minute. I had to push my way through hot and sweaty dancing people and enjoyed making eye contact and flirting with a few people on the way. The queue at the bar was incredible but I was thirsty so lined up waiting. The closer I got to the bar the more crushed I was becoming. I'm only 5 feet tall and even with heels, everyone seemed to tower over me. It was so hot and I was starting to feel a sheen of perspiration on my skin. The music was still pumping and I was humming along and jiggling around to the beat. I was glad I'd worn this outfit, I had a really pretty, low cut flowing top over a little black skirt. My suspender belt and stockings were making me feel like I had a naughty secret and my black patent leather fetish heels were giving me a few extra inches of height and tilting my pelvis. I looked over my shoulders and through the crowd I could see my girlfriends and we waved at each other. I pulled a funny face to show them I was tired of waiting and then turned around to see what the barman was up to. Just then the crushing crowd behind and around me suddenly pushed me forward and I almost lost my balance. Suddenly I felt a strong pair of hands grabbing my waist and steadying me. I regained my composure and turned to thank the owner of the hands. One of the hands moved to my neck, gripping the side of my throat and stopping me from turning around. 'Don't move' he whispered roughly in my ear. I started to wriggle to try and break from his grip but both hands tightened and I felt pinned in. I looked either side of me and in front and no-one else seemed to have a clue what was going on. I was so alarmed and my heart was racing. The hand on my waist started wandering down, tugging up my skirt, exposing my suspender belt. I gasped and the hand on the side of my throat tightened, warning me to stay quiet. I could feel myself in flight or fight mode and flexed my hands, ready to dig my nails into him to fight him off. Just as I was about to make my move the guy in front of me moved a little and I could see through to the mirror at the back of the bar. My eyes were wide, my skin was flushed and I looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. But I could also see my rescuer turned groper. It was him. My friend. Our eyes locked in the mirror and my mouth was opened in surprise and as I looked into his baby blues I bit my lip, crying out. Nobody heard me, nobody noticed anything. The place was jam packed and I was still way off being served, I couldn't move forwards, sideways or back. He took the hand off my neck and raised it to his lips and in the mirror told me to shhhh. I was so confused, I wanted to turn around and embrace him, I was so excited to see him. But then the other hand roughly grabbed my other arse cheek and he slipped his fingers under my suspender belt and snapped it so hard on my skin that I could hear the resounding thwack, startling me and exciting me! I was so turned on and so wet already and I closed my eyes and remembered the feel of those beautiful big hands the last time they were all over my body. He was so much taller than me and so broad, I looked so petite in front of him when I looked back into the mirror. He leaned down and sniffed my hair. 'Mmmm' he moaned in my ear. He nuzzled into my neck and gently traced his tongue up from my clavicle to my ear. Oh god I thought I was going to just melt into a puddle on the floor. 'Do you trust me' he grunted in my ear. I locked eyes with him again in the mirror and nodded, my lips swollen and bruised from me biting them. 'Good' he whispered, 'don't move'. I was so confused but so turned on so I just complied. The queue wasn't moving and there was nowhere I could go anyway. I trusted this man implicitly, we'd shared everything, I had no reason to believe he would hurt me. I was quite tense waiting to see what was going to happen. His fingers were working their way under the elastic of my panties, and then suddenly he tugged my panties to the side, exposing my pussy. I felt his fingers probing my labia, finding the slippery wetness and then using that lubrication to force me open wider for him. He started fucking my pussy with his fingers, first one, then two, then a breathtaking three. At one stage I think his fingers in my cunt were the only things holding me up, I was literally weak at the knees. All of a sudden his fingers were gone and I felt empty, abandoned. I looked up in the mirror to see his face and he was looking down intently. I could feel his rough jeans against my bare arse and legs and I rubbed myself seductively against him. His big hard cock was straining through his jeans and I could tell he was straining against the fabric. I wound one arm behind me, searching for his bulge. I had barely found it and squeezed when I felt him undoing the buttons on his jeans. He grabbed my little hand in his and I sucked in my breath as he wound my fingers around that glorious cock. Now released from his boxer briefs and rubbing against my bare skin I could feel a slippery sheen on the tip. I was so flushed now and looked around me to see who was watching. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable. It was almost my turn to be served, we had edged forwards slightly and the guy in front of me had ordered. We locked eyes in the mirror again and he gave me a questioning look. I knew exactly what he was asking and I licked my lips and nodded. I pulled my cheeks apart and then I felt him position the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. It wasn't the best angle and he slightly pushed me forward, then with a rough thrust he entered me. His cock slid into my cunt like it had known it's way home. He grabbed my hips and pushed me down, and I felt like he was so deep he was going to nudge my cervix. This was going to be quick and dirty and I braced myself against him and prepared myself to be fucked in public, with dozens and dozens of people surrounding me. I could smell our sex and couldn't believe that no-one had a clue what we were doing. The first few thrusts were so intense and I felt dizzy and weak. I looked over my shoulder towards my table and my girlfriends were sitting there laughing and talking and I waved again, grinning at them, thinking to myself that if they knew what I was doing ..... well, let's just say they would be surprised. My friend started to change his thrusts now and I knew he wasn't going to last long. One hand wound around my thighs to the front and found my engorged clit. I gasped as he rubbed it and I felt myself tense up and then as he continued to rub me and thrust inside of me I felt myself suddenly relax, all the tension leaving. At the same moment he jerked, I could feel his cock shuddering, then I felt hot spurts inside of me up against my cervix. Fuck! Right at that moment the man in front moved and the barman smiled and asked what I wanted. I could barely talk, I was so dry. 'Coke' I croaked. As I reached down into my pockets for money, I felt my friend ease out of me, tug my panties back and pull my skirt back down. The Coke was pushed across the bar towards me and as I waited for my change I gulped down some mouthfuls, craving the cold, refreshing drink. I thanked the barman and then turned, looking forward to thanking my friend and catching up with him. He was gone. I looked up at the people surrounding me and they were all just focused on waiting for their drinks. I searched the crowd for him and couldn't see him anywhere. Damn. I teetered back over to the table, carefully holding my drink and avoiding all the drunk people. I sat back down at the table and realised I was trembling. 'You took your time' one of my friends laughed. 'We've been having so much fun and you've missed out' she added. Just then a large glob of cum slid out of my cunt into my panties. I sneaked my hand under the table and into my panties, scooping up a pool of our mixed juices. 'Oh don't worry' I reassured them as I surreptitiously tasted our cum, 'I was very well looked after'! That was a night to remember.

10 January 2019

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I couldn't sleep that night, I was very restless with a lot on my mind and I woke up very early. While I was still all warm and sleepy I remember running my hands over my full, heavy breasts and feeling my nipples harden and tingle. As I lazily let my hand wander lower and lower I was surprised to feel a pool of thick, sticky pussy juice pooled around my clit. I had a little dip inside my honey pot with my fingers and I could feel my pussy was swollen, engorged, hungry! I looked over at my sexy sleeping husband and as I watched him laying there I just had this devilish urge overtake me. I bit my lip and carefully eased over our giant king sized bed towards him. He was laying on his back, fast asleep, and I snuggled into his side. He was so warm and smelled delicious. I let my hand drift over his chest, tracing my finger tips over his nipples. I'm a very tactile person and just the feeling of his nipples hardening and puckering was turning me on even more. He stretched and sleepily opened his eyes and smiled at me 'good morning'. 'Morning baby' I murmured, 'it's early, just go back to sleep'. I ran my nails lightly over his skin, feeling the goosebumps rising as the sensations filtered through his nervous system. Lower and lower my hand went, caressing his inner thighs, avoiding his obvious bulge in his boxer briefs. I could actually feel warmth radiating from his groin area. I loved the feeling of the hairs on his legs under my touch, especially the difference between the hair on his legs and the groomed, trimmed hair around his groin. I kept circling my fingertips around, taking my time, gently breathing on his skin. I was getting closer and closer to his cock. As my fingers touched the fabric of his boxer briefs I felt him tense up a little. I started lazily playing with his cock and balls through the fabric. His cock was so hard, so big, so twitchy! I let my hands creep under the elastic waist and I felt the soft, silky skin of his cock. I curled my hand around his shaft and tentatively gripped and stroked it. 'Mmm' he mumbled, so I knew he was ok with me going further. By now I'd eased the head of his cock out of his briefs and it was sitting so prettily above his waistband. I dipped my fingers down between my legs and scooped up some pussy juice. I teasingly wiped the sticky mess over the tip and ridge of his cock. That provoked a rather lush response, with him moaning and thrusting upwards. I increased the pressure of my grip and pumped his cock from the base up, over and over. I wiggled down a little and licked the tip of his cock as I was gripping it and jerking it. Fuck he tasted amazing. I let my mouth engulf his cock and gagged a little as I took it all deeply inside my throat. I kept pumping and licking and teasing for ages, loving the look on his face as he laid there. Eventually I released his cock from my mouth and hands and I climbed on to him, straddling his hips. I had my panties on and I wanted it to stay that way. I ground my pussy onto his cock, loving the pressure on my clit. I was soaking wet and so horny. I wriggled around, loving how much I was driving my husband crazy. He reached down to my pussy to finger me and I shoved his hands away. 'I want that cock in my arse' I whispered in his ear. 'Yes please' he enthusiastically replied and he leapt out of bed, waiting for me to get into position. I got the bottle of lube out of my drawer and handed it to him. I cheekily tugged my panties to the side, bunching one side up over my hip. I wiggled my fat wobbly arse at him invitingly as he got some lube on his fingers. I jumped as he touched my puckered arse hole, wiping lube on it gently. He increased pressure on it and gradually I felt myself opening up for him. He lubed his cock up and then nudged it against me. I was kneeling on the edge of the bed, legs spread, arse bared. I could not have been in a more vulnerable position. He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down as he eased himself inside of me. 'Oh fuck' I cried out as I felt his rock hard cock entering me, stretching me. It felt so impossible, having that inside of me. 'Oh god you've got a tight arse' he told me. It felt tight! I may be a bigger woman but my pussy and arse are not! I could feel him holding back from thrusting, he just edged in further and further. At one stage I felt him pulling nearly all the way out and I cried out 'no'! I didn't want him pumping air inside of me today! That always makes for some interesting sounds and sensations but I just wanted a quick hard fuck in my arse this morning. 'Just fuck me baby' I whimpered and I braced myself for his full length. He grabbed my hips tightly and plunged deep into my arse. God it hurt, but it felt so good. I felt like my whole body was on fire as he rammed me over and over and I could tell he wouldn't last long. I wiggled my arse around and pushed back, signalling him to fuck me harder. My darling husband did just that, pounding my arse, pushing me into the bed, making my knees buckle. 'Cum in my arse' I demanded. 'Now'. I wanted it so bad. With a last dozen or so thrusts I could feel his body tighten and then all of a sudden he stopped deep inside of me. Moments later I felt his cock pulsate and then a warm sensation seeped around his tip. It was glorious. We stayed like that for a few moments and then he eased himself out. He hopped in the shower while I had a huge drink of water, then I joined him. I smiled to myself as I first felt my husband's cum trickle out of my arse, then some lube. I soaped myself up and as I washed my bum my arse was a little bit open and my finger dipped inside. I grinned to myself, knowing the sensations would take quite a while to dissipate. As I dried myself off I looked at the clock. 7am. Perfect time to start the day!

7 January 2019

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He answered the door with just a pair of shorts on. 'Mhm, yes please' I thought to myself as a followed him into the house. He was even cuter in person than his photo and I felt my heart start to race in anticipation. We sat on the sofa, making a little bit of small talk, but his mouth was just mesmerising me. I had to kiss it. I leaned in and gently brushed his lips with mine, tentatively at first, and then as I heard him moan I increased the pressure on his mouth. It was an amazing first kiss. And let's face it, first kisses, first touches, first skin on skin are some of the things I'm in it for. The chance to have the first exquisite moment when strangers become lovers. Anyway, I digress! Back to the kissing. He mumbled something which I didn't quite hear and when I asked him to repeat it he told me that he knew my lips would be perfect for kissing from my photo. As our kisses deepened and we starting biting and grazing each other's lips a little I felt that telltale tug deep down inside of me, telling me that I was starting to get very, very turned on. My lips were feeling swollen and so full and we played with each other's mouths in turn. I straddled his lap and immediately felt a huge bulge between my legs. I wriggled around, a little embarrassed at the wetness that seemed to be seeping through my panties and jeans onto his lap. This was getting better and better by the moment. I didn't know a lot about him, which added to the intense and dangerous excitement of our liaison. I asked him what he would write about himself on a hook-up profile and he grinned at me and said 'DTF'. 'Down to fuck .... is that what you mean?' I asked. 'Ha yeah' he replied, 'might be a generational thing'. I might have been a lot older than him but I definitely could feel he was down to fuck. And so was I. I was so sick of time wasters. I want sex. He wanted sex. He lived alone, I could travel to him. The very definition of down to fuck! We kept grinning at each other as we kissed and kissed. His big hands stretched around me and caressed my back and arse. He was everything I look for in a guy and I could tell he was responding to my soft, warm skin and voluptuous curves. I got to the point where I could barely contain myself anymore and I told him he should go into his bedroom, take off all his clothes and lay face down on the bed naked with his legs slightly spread for me. Well, you've never seen a guy leap up out of his seat so fast! I grabbed my bag and padded down the hallway to find him following my instructions to the letter. 'Yum' was the first thought that ran through my head as I saw him laying there. Actually I might have even said it out loud. I licked my lips in anticipation as I eased myself down onto the bed between his legs. The trust this guy was showing me was incredible. To lay there in such a vulnerable position, anticipating my next move but not at all concerned about what I was going to do. He was fucking loving it and he was like putty in my hands. And truth be told, I was starting to feel like I'd do anything he wanted as well. I started running my nails gently over his whole body, from his ankles up to his neck and arms. I kissed his arse cheeks and giggled to myself as I saw him squeeze and tense up his buttocks. I couldn't keep from tasting him and started licking and lapping my way around his body. I could see his gorgeous cock and balls between his legs but I pretended not to, ignoring them, teasing him and relishing in the power I had over his relaxing body. He was making the sexiest noises, letting me know he was loving my ministrations. Eventually he rolled over and we grinned at each other as we made eye contact. Yes we were down to fuck, but fuck we were enjoying getting down to it! I had a lot more exploring I wanted to do. And yeah, I could see that glorious cock and heavy balls just waiting for me. But I kept my eye on the prize ..... his pleasure! I licked and teased my way around his front, working my way up to his nipples. I took each of them between my teeth, tweaking them and teasing them with my tongue. The hair on his chest was now a mess of damp curls from my tongue. He reached down to touch my hair and I shoved his arms back up over his head. I grinned at him and worked my way lower and lower down his body. I positioned myself right between his thighs and scooped my arms underneath his legs and placed my hands on his sides. I leaned in and smelt his fragrant skin. Fuck! He just smelt so manly and clean and delicious. I tentatively let my tongue gently move across his balls. He reaction was priceless. I knew he would let me do anything I wanted down there! I teasingly traced my tongue lower and lower, towards his puckered arse and waited for any tell-tale signs of encouragement or discomfort. When he arched his back, widened his legs and placed his feet on my shoulders I knew he was perfectly content with what I was doing. I had to remind myself though that this was our first playdate and that I should probably mind my manners. He did mention a little later that he would love to be rimmed so I've filed that away in my cheeky little memory for future reference. God it was tempting though. Again, I digress ..... his cock and balls filling my view and my senses was very, very distracting. I know he wanted me to turn my attention towards his magnificent cock, but that's exactly what I was avoiding. I wanted to make him wait for it. I lavished his balls with lots of attention, savouring the feel of them in my mouth, tugging at the loose skin and enjoying the feel of them on my chin. His cock twitched and he was obviously very, very aroused. I looked up at his face frequently and sometimes his eyes were shut, his face just looking like he was being transported to heaven. At other times I caught him watching me and we would exchange a little smile and maintain eye contact while I wriggled around between his legs. I didn't care by now whether he wanted me to take his cock in my mouth or not because I wanted it. Badly. My mouth was watering at the thought of it. I couldn't believe how shiny and glistening the tip of his cock was. It was just oozing pre-cum and well, that is just one of my favourite treats ever. I took my first taste. I had to wriggle up him a little more to get into a better position. I gently wrapped my fingers around his girth. I tasted him again, swirling my tongue around his tip. Fuck. I smiled up at him and asked him if he could feel how much pre-cum he was producing. He asked if I liked the taste of it and I grinned and showed him how much I did. I took the whole head of his cock into my mouth and let my lips create a vacuum around him. I remember asking him just about then if he was ready to get the world's worst, laziest blow job! He told me it felt amazing. I say that about my blow jobs because what you see on porn bores me to death. A beautiful cock like that should be worshipped, teased, lavished with love and attention. And that's just what I proceeded to do. As I lay between his legs I could hold his cock and enjoy the visual feast. Watching how the veins pulsed up and down it, seeing the tension at the base of his shaft, watching pre-cum pooling on the tip. Occasionally I would feel the urge to kiss his inner thighs, around his hips, his lower stomach. Just loving the feeling of lavishing his erogenous zones with my tongue, lips and mouth. I knew he was getting off on this but boy, was I ever getting wet between my legs as well! I wriggled up a little and let his cock sit in my decolletage. It looked so pretty between the white creamy flesh pushing out over my bra. He reached down and started tugging my top off. I helped him and then threw it over the side of the bed onto the floor. He reached down and squeezed my bra encased breasts together around his cock and we both agreed it looked hot! I wriggled up to kiss him and fuck, our kissing was intense. Kissing while smiling is the best! I wanted to take my jeans off so I sat in between his legs with his cock and balls on my back. While I was unbuttoning them he snapped my bra off and the girls were free! I unzipped my jeans and wriggled out of them, just leaving my white panties on. I licked my way up his body again, circling his nipples with my tongue and then grazing them again with my teeth. I whispered to him that I wanted to sit on his cock. He grinned and reached down and tugged my panties off. We laughed as we went through that awkward part where getting out of panties becomes a minefield of embarrassing moves, but soon they too were joining the pile of my clothes on the floor. Now we were both naked and I knelt beside him and tackled his cock from a different angle. I felt him sneaking his hand around my fat arse and probing my wet pussy. I sucked in my breath as his fingers started filling me, but I was so ready for him, so wet and so slippery. I eased one leg over his hips and then bent down to take his lip between my teeth. I could feel his thick cock slapping against my pussy but I pretended not to notice it. Our kiss deepened and became a breathless mess of fucking tongues. I could feel him twitching underneath me, wriggling around to hit that sweet spot. I resisted for a few moments, savouring that incredible sensation of his cock nudging at my cunt, but not yet entering it. I was aching to be filled, stretched, penetrated, impaled. He'd asked about condoms on the phone. I laughed and told him not to worry, I had my own. 'I'm a modern woman'! I assured him. He reached over and grabbed one, ripping open the foil packet and easing it down over the swollen tip of his cock. I was so ready for him. As soon as his cock nudged open my labia I could feel myself stretching to accommodate him. I was so tempted just to plunge down onto him but I restrained myself and inch by inch he eased inside of me. So fucking deep inside of me. I had to adjust myself a little to accommodate both his girth and length. I might be a bigger woman but my pussy isn't! I remember thinking 'oh fuck, I'm going to regret this tomorrow' .... knowing I would be branded with the pleasurable pain of this feeling inside of me for days. I loved how expressive he was, not just his face but his vocalisations. His grunts were telling me that my pussy was clamping around his cock, milking it as I slid up and down it. I leant forward and my tits slapped into his face. He greedily caught one of them with his mouth and suckled on my nipples. The exquisite tug connecting my nipples to my cunt made me grind even harder and deeper. I reached for the bedhead above him to support myself as I gyrated around on his cock, loving all the different sensations and angles. We grinned at each other, just loving being in the moment and fucking with abandon. I remember us talking and laughing but I haven't a clue what about now. Just silly things that lovers share when caught up in lusty fun. He wound his hands around the back of my neck and tugged me in hard, trapping me against his body. He forced me to stop moving on him as he took over, bucking his hips furiously, ramming his cock into me like a piston. I started feeling myself lose control and I remember panicking, struggling to get back the rhythm and pace I was comfortable with. I was starting to feel out of my depth, trying to avoid eye contact with him as I felt him getting too close. Too intense. I pushed my hand down onto his chest and levered my body back up straight. Sitting up high on him I grabbed his hands and together we squeezed my tits so hard. Fuck, he was so deep inside me. I giggled to myself as I thought it felt like he was going to split me in two. It was getting hot. In every way. He told me he wanted to fuck me from behind. I thought that was rather convenient as I wanted to be taken from behind. Violated. I hopped off of him and got on my knees, submissively waving my fat white arse at him. I asked him if he wanted my thighs together or apart. 'Apart', he grunted. That wasn't a problem. I wanted to open myself up for him. I remember feeling his big strong hands gripping my hips and positioning me, then feeling his cock plundering my cunt from behind, the sound of slapping balls and my primal grunts filling the air. At one stage he was fucking me so hard and holding me so tight around the neck and throat area I thought I might just pass out from pleasure. Something in our rhythm changed and he told me to push my thighs together. He got up off his knees and absolutely tore up my pussy in that position. Deeper and deeper and god his groans and grunts and words were just driving me crazy. I don't remember how long we stayed in that position, I was transcending into a state of bliss. I remember though wriggling out from under him and rolling over onto my back. He positioned himself between my legs and I instinctively drew my knees up to accommodate him. It was like he was entering me for the first time. Just another new, incredible sensation. His strokes in this position were long and deliberate and his pelvic bone was nudging my swollen clit each time. I reached down and grabbed a handful of arse and drew him even tighter into me. I hungrily sought his mouth and lips and at some stage I think I forgot we were kissing and we just moved together with our lips open, touching, panting into each others mouths. I rolled my hips up even further and that just deepened the pleasure. I was beginning to feel that intensity again though and could feel myself starting to let go. I bit my lip and hung on tightly to him, wanting it to never stop but at the same time wanting it to end because I was starting to feel so vulnerable and exposed. I'm not shy about my sexuality in most sex-positive company, but this guy was driving me to the point where my language was so explicit and vulgar ... it was nasty. I was loud, I was encouraging him, I was just letting everything in my mind come out on my lips. I think this had an effect on him, and I know for damned sure that his dirty talk and appreciation was having a huge affect on me. I'd laughingly asked him earlier if I'd know when he came. He assured me he would tell me. I didn't need to have wasted my breath asking him that question. Our bodies were both slick with sweat and we were just fucking like animals. Our bodies were so intertwined it was hard to see where one started and the other ended. But then I sensed a change. A tightening. A tension. And I wanted that hot cum deep and high inside of me more than anything. He told me he was going to cum. 'No shit Sherlock' I cheekily murmured. He bent my legs even further back and grabbed me so tight. He fucked me with such frenzied lust that I almost lost control myself. Suddenly his back arched and his whole body went rigid. He shouted and grunted and fuck, there was no doubt in my mind that he was going to give me a huge load of hot cum. He stabbed my cunt with his throbbing cock several times, unloading inside of me. It seemed to last forever but of course it didn't. I felt like my pussy was greedily opening up even further to him, milking every last drop out of him. I felt my own spasming muscles and then as the tension subsided I felt that odd juxtaposition of his hard, unrelenting cock sliding out of my soft, yielding pussy. 'Thank you' I murmured. We grinned at each other and exchanged a lingering kiss. He leapt off the bed to get a drink and I did the same, gathering all my clothes and quickly getting dressed. I was in a down to fuck mood and now I'd fucked it was time to move on. We kissed goodbye and I drove off, loving that aching, violated feeling between my legs as I drove back home to my husband. Down to fuck indeed!

7 January 2019

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This is story of a moment in time that changed my life and I will carry the pain of losing this woman for as long as I breathe. If you are looking for happy endings, I can assure you will not find that here. You will hear of beauty and love that was built upon deceit and so it is hardly surprising that our karma would be delivered to us with an equal measure. I had met her online and both of us were Married. Our need was for connection and understanding that could lead to a fulfilling intimacy. We connected beyond our expectations almost instantly. Speaking her words that now torture me as I know I will never feel this again, ‘Hmmm. Today he took me to a place that I didn’t know existed. There was no need for conversation. No need for small talk. No need to analyse or question. Just a moment that took me by surprise. A moment that taught me that I know nothing. I know nothing except what I felt. It still takes my breath away to remember the beautiful moment that I had, underneath a gum tree in the middle of our no where that he put me in. He only needed to gently touch me, and then to tightly touch me. I felt he touched me like no one before. He has spoiled me for all others. I know that I will never again feel what he can deliver.’ So how could this go so wrong? We met as always in a quiet public place. I drove her to our secluded beach and we made our way to our secret place over rocks and under the trees. Her smile glowed and shone light into my existence. When I kiss her, I feel her sink into my power. As I touch her I can feel her body move to meet my hands. As I tighten my hand on her flesh I hear her gasp telling me she wants more pain to feed her pleasure. I know with each gasp to a pinch or bite, she becomes wetter between her legs. I ease off her body to allow her to catch her breath and for her to remove her clothing. She lies back down naked beside me. Her eyes are childlike waiting for a reward as she gazes into my eyes. I see all the stress of her life has left her and she is completely innocent in my arms. Today I will not fuck her. She will not see my cock. I remove only my shirt and shoes and resume my position partly atop of her naked body. As always she is keen to feel my lips taste hers, but I know that she will soon not desire such a soft treatment and will soon turn her head away from my kiss as she desires what she knows only I can give her. I have broken her for all other men as she has broken me for all other women. My hand grips tightly on her perfect D cup breast and I squeeze her nipple ever tighter. As I do so, I hear her moan change volume and tone as her eyes close she is telling me her pain is fast transformed to pleasure. She begins to drift into that place I take her. I pull her up and tie her hands behind her back with a scarf. I attach nipple clamps and pull at the chain lightly at first. Her mouth opens as the pain travels through her body. I grab her hair and pull it hard back and as I do, she opens her eyes as she knows I demand this of her so as to see her desire for me grow with ever piece of increasing pressure I force upon her. I continue to pull rapidly at the chain linked to her nipples and my hand travels fast down her stomach and between her legs. I do not hesitate today or tease. I thrust my fingers quickly and deep inside her. She moans louder and it becomes a cry as I feel the wetness grow and with it her warmth increases. I rip the left nipple clamp and her eyes widen for me. I press my hand deeper and faster inside her and rip the other clamp from its place sending her head backwards as she lets out the sound that tells me what I already know as I can feel a gush of warm fluid on my hand. My hand totally soaked I rub it between her legs focusing on her clit as she continues to now shudder to my touch. She can no longer keep her eyes open as she gasps continually as she continues to her prolonged orgasm. I own her body and mind. I take her to that place and she is lost in her place where she escapes a terrestrial form that is only pure bliss and pleasure for her. I feel her pleasure, which now takes me to my euphoric state. I ease my pressure from her and untie her allowing her to savour her pleasure and give her this moment to recover. I back down beside her and lose myself in her smell. I place my head upon her breast and rest to catch my breath. I can hear the sea and everything is calm around us. We have spent moments in this place, but inside I felt this maybe our last. When I met her she had never had an orgasm to a man. She had never found pleasure on a cock. She had only every received satisfaction in the arms of her lesbian lover, which had been the only time she had gushed previous. All other orgasms were at her own hand with the aid of a vibrator on her clit. In our private meets, I had transformed this housewife Mother of two and discovered her untold beauty. I had opened her mind to the pleasures all women should be afforded and I had done it seemingly to her with complete ease. I made her cum first on my hand and then made her squirt on my hand, brought her to orgasms with my mouth, my entire fist and eventually my cock. I had given her orgasms that shuddered her endlessly. She labelled each moment a first and our love had grown beyond our expectation. My focus and motivation for other things was continually put on hold waiting for a word from her. And she demanded my attention as much as I needed hers. My wife? you may ask… My relationship with my wife improved. I became more open and honest and with that more loving. Ironic as it sounds, it is completely true this indiscretion as others may label it had indirectly saved my marriage. But I am getting ahead of myself and off topic. She looks at me and asks, ‘Do we need to get back?’. ‘Yes’, I respond sadly. But As she sits up, I grab her again by the hair and this time I place my other hand tightly on her throat. As she struggles to breath I press my mouth onto her wanting lips. We kiss and I sense the moment to release to allow her breath as I do. My tongue enters her mouth and for the first time as she slides her tongue into my mouth I suck hard taking all of her tongue. Again she gasps a different pleasure and as I release her mouth, she is surprised. She begins, ‘You have never kissed me that way…’ and before she can finish her words I pull her hair harder than I have ever pulled it previous and again apply force to her throat restricting her air. Her eyes widen but it is pleasure not fear I see as she trusts me and knows I seek only her pleasure. As I release her again she regains her breath and I know she needs pain. I spank her left cheek hard as I possibly can with my hand. She lets out that gasp of pleasure I know so well. I do it again and again harder, faster and in the same place. Again I kiss her and I know she is done as I pull her hard and firm to my body. I hold her tight and kiss her firm and then soft. It is time to go. We return to her favorite café where she sips her wine. I drink a scotch and we exchange silent glances and calmly chat. But things are not normal as we portray. There is an underlying sadness. I had asked her to tell me if she wanted to be with another. I did not want to restrict her, but I had requested she tell me and to not do so as to deny us the time together that was limited to once a week. We had not been together for two weeks and I had suspected she was not being honest. She wrongly believed that I would be jealous of her with another. I was not. My trigger is to be misled and my imperfect mind sees being misled as being treated as a fool. This triggers my insecurity where fucking another person is of little importance to me. I do not believe in monogamy, but I do believe in honesty and here is the dose of Karma I deserve, since we are both not being honest with our respective partners. She had admitted meeting another man without telling me and I explained I was relieved. But she did not understand why I was relieved. I was relieved because I was proved right and I knew she would not respect me. I had believed she was incapable of being totally honest with me and here was my prophecy fulfilled. Every woman I had been emotionally connected to had cheated on me first, including my wife and here we go again. But was it such a big deal? I am probably not the right person to make that judgement. She had met another, but it was as to be expected a disappointment. But what if it had not been a disappointment? Would she have revealed it? She lies to her husband, has friends that will cover for her indiscretion to him, so why would it be any different for me. I had not required asked she not see other men, just that she tell me first and to not do so to the detriment of our time. But when you lie, you have to remember all the lies that must cover it up and here is where those who do not lie well fail. She said that she had seen him the day before she had seen me after a two week break over Christmas. But this could not be true. She travels a distance to be with me and she had traveled to meet this man. She could not have done so on the day she claimed as she was with her family and texting/calling me. The reality is that over the Christmas break she had consciously chosen to be with a man she had never met while telling me she was unable to travel to me. Her guilt ate at her and she revealed part of the truth and notably not the full truth. As she does with her life, all pain is immediately boxed away and not open to discussion and when I question her of things that she cannot offer truth it results in shutting me out. We had planned to meet the next day, but as I looked across the table in a silent moment, I could see that was not going to happen. She spoke the words almost knowing, ‘this is going to end, I just don’t know how’. She walked me to my car and I knew this was a goodbye moment and that I was not going to see her tomorrow. It was in her mood and her kiss. She was not her usual happy filled with the anticipation of meeting and I knew she was sad which told me she was not being honest with me. Let’s be real here… Once you are betrayed, you now know how easy it was for that person to do so and whether you are right or wrong has little to no consequence in regard to your feelings. The next day, as expected, the message came that she could not meet. And then, 'Silence'. A silence that was not usual. She would always text me when she was with her friends or family and now ‘Silence’. I suspected she was again with another man, not her girlfriend. Every time in my life I have felt this specific sense, and it is only with the three women I have really loved, including her, I was 100% right. I know again I am right. You just know. I heard it in the voice of my first love, I knew it when my wife had her hotel phone set to not disturb when she traveled to New York, and I know it now with this love. I know she desires to be with others and that is not an issue... But to make me feel inadequate with lies is. I know I cannot give her a place in my arms all night that I too desire and I know she sort it elsewhere and lied to me. I also heard it in her voice and the convenient shut down that she offered when confronted by my emotions and my decision to end it. As sad as the hurt is to lose this, the hurt of continuing to be lied to and in my mind ridiculed and humiliated is worse. And so I ended it and I know I regretted the moment I made that decision on the Friday when I knew she was going to stay another night and not see me as we planned. She said to me, it has become far too complicated and I have no wish to deal with this right now. But that was her way of diminishing her feelings as she had done with every moment of her life previous. When confronted with hurt, she first denies it and then stores it away reciting the words, ‘I am happy’. Well, I am not happy, I am hurt as I worried I would be by her. This is the end of a beautiful chapter of our lives. We lived in the present and it was in the present that it was destroyed. I have taught her all that I can and it is now time for her to move on. She fulfilled her prophecy too as if you cannot handle complication, it is because you do not care for it enough in the first place. She texts me, ‘Fuck, I miss you’, but that is only because she has nothing else to keep her occupied. I was a distraction… I think the final piece of my awakening was in this exchange of texts before her silence. I texted, ‘I respect you when you are on your knees orgasming continuously and uncontrollably on my hand... I respect you when I grab you by the hair and place my other hand tight around your neck... I respect you when I own you and control you by giving you the pleasure you desire of me’ To which she responded, ‘That is not respect. That is sex’ It was never sex to me!

6 January 2019

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I have arrived at Daves apartment in the city which has a wonderful view off the balcony, we have had a few very sexy fuck dates, he is a great guy as well as an awesome lover, he really knows his way around a woman's body and knows all the right buttons to push on mine to take me to the edge and make me wait before pushing me over. Mmmmm I'm standing in the corridor waiting for him to open the door, I have made a special effort with my lingerie today, I wanted super sexy for myself as I know he loves just the naked body, and I will eventually give him what he wants as he loves to admire my sexy look and then peel my clothes off slowly as the foreplay and fucking commences. At last the door opens and fuck he looks hot, standing at 6 ft 4 (to my 6ft) I step forward and with out a word kiss him hard on the lips, his arms wrap around me and pulls me into the room and the door closes behind us, all while our lips are still hungrily Rediscovering each other.! We eventually break away, "hi sexy, I have missed you, " he says. I reply "MMM me too, is that a new cologne, mmm I'm loving it, I could eat you, hope you used it all over " ? He grins -Your as bad as ever missy, that's what I love about you. He playfully spanks my ass as I walk away from him into the room, towards the balcony, he joins me there with two glasses of wine, "damm I love this view, I would move my bed out here if this was my place, I would never tire of it. "Mmmm I'm enjoying the view, he says into my ear as he leans into me from behind, looking at your hot ass as you lean against the rail, thinking of how many times we have fucked out here and you in that same position." "Oh yeah, Mr, let's add another time to that score !, "I finish my glass of wine in a single gulp and he takes the glass off me, I try to turn around but he says "no stay as you are, I want to begin this, letting my hands reacquaint themselves with your hot body, - I turn back around and enjoy the view but this time feel him press his body against me, wrap his arms around me in a tight bear hug, he whispers, "enjoy the day" As his hands slowly begin to caress my body, down my arms, my breasts, gently finger tips down my cheek and neck, and across my lips and slides a single tip past my slightly open lips and tips my tongue, I suck on his finger, and hear him moan, I push my hips back and feel his hard cock strain against his trousers, as I sway my ass rubbing his cock, he pulls his hips away, saying "naughty girl, just wait your turn" I giggle, knowing this was torturing him as much as me" his hands continued down my body over my hips and down my leg until he found the hem of my dress, his hand found my stockinged leg and travelled slowly up again, until he reached the top of my stocking and it was like an electric spark as his fingers caressed the bare skin of my thigh, I took a sharp breath as I had been waiting on this moment since we had organised this hook up. I had to grasp the rail tight to stop myself spinning around and throwing myself at him to take me, but I knew he would not allow it, so I have to bite my lip and remain as I am. I feel his hand continue up my thigh and across my stomach, " MMM I feel you have your corset and suspenders on today, So you are planning on a bad girl horny day are you" ? I will have to see what we can do about that then, just might see if we can fulfil one of your fantasies that we have not been able to do as yet ? ???? "Yeah and which one would that be, I reply in a husky broken breath" " just wait and see" he says with a cheeky tone to his voice, I then realise he has been planning something, and My head and body are now caught between , nervous and super horny. His hands have taken a more urgent stronger feel to their movements he is now exploring my thighs again, he taps my foot with his and says "part your legs" I do as I am told and his fingers work on my inner thigh slowly moving closer to my pussy, " let me see if pussy has been missing me and is excited about today, " as he parts my lips with his fingers and easily slides his fingers deep into my wet pussy, he giggles into my ear, "oh she is ready alright, she is a bad girl, just like you" what am I going to do with you both ?, let me think. He then starts to move away from me, I try to turn again, but he stops me " don't move" I hear a noise behind me, like paper bag, he then steps back to me and says "do you trust me" "yes" I reply. "Then let the fun begin" he says as he places a blindfold over my eyes. I take a sharp breath of excitement as he knows I love a blindfold and it takes my sex to the next naughty level. He turns me around and takes my face in his hands and kisses me hard, before saying, "I have wanked off many times envisioning this moment, you before me dressed and in a blindfold, not knowing what pleasures are before you today, this is all about you today, enjoy it all" I just don't know what to say, my mind is racing, I can hear my pulse in my ears and feel my heart beat in my tightly confined chest, fuck this is horny., even my pussy is twitching. "Oh thank you, I hope you get as much pleasure from today also" "Oh don't worry i definitely will ? He said with that cheeky giggle again ! ! Ok missy let me lead you back into the living room, I know the way well so it was quick and trouble free, "stop here" drop off your dress, I want to see what delights you are keeping hidden from me, mmmm love that corset, how tightly it holds your white soft beasts and pinches in your waist, and you know how much I adore your long legs in those stocking and high heels, thank you for this vision, how can I repay you ! now, give me your hands clasped before you," he then loosely ties my hands with our silk scarf (which I Love) but to my surprise he raises my hands above my head and hooks the scarf on a hook, he said, "you are at the bedroom door, and now you are at my mercy" and he playfully slaps my lace covered ass cheek. He leans into my ear and says "enjoying it yet" - I smirk and say " test pussy, she will let you know" he obediently slides two fingers into my soaking wet pussy, and laughs, "yeah she's enjoying it" might have to give her some tongue pleasure, " wait here darling" (very funny, like I'm going anywhere) I strain to hear what he is up to, but he had turned on the music, and I could not hear his muffled sounds, my mind is racing, I do feel safe and am nervously aroused (the best type) makes me even hornier. I hear Dave return, he comes close to me and says " still trusting me ? "Yes" I say "Good, now listen carefully, we are using our safe words today, red is stop and Amber is don't stop but ease it up" agreed " "yes Sir" - he giggles "sir is not needed today" now this has got me confused, blindfold, tying, safe words is usually he is playing Dom ! ! What's going on. " this is all about your fantasy, ! " but which one, what's going on" "Sh ' no more talking or questions from you, let's begin this, My tongue wants to get to work on that wet horny pussy" I try to speak again but he silences me with a kiss instead. He steps back and tells me to turn around and face away from the door, (as the ties are loose enough to allow me to spin). He then commences his pleasuring me, groping my breasts and taking them from the top of my corset, allowing them to hang freely and open to his fondling and nipple pinching, I am breathing heavy at his touch, as he takes one nipple between his teeth and nips it I realise he fingers have found my pussy again and he is slowly fucking me, omg my breathing is getting heavier the harder he fucks my pussy, he nips harder on my nipple which throws me into my first orgasm of the day, I can feel my pussy spasm around his pumping fingers and I cry out "oh fuck yes, more". But to my dismay, he pulls everything away from me ! "What the fuck, don't stop" " now girl take it easy, there is plenty to come, we have to make you pace yourself" and it was his giggle that got to me "your a dick, and a pussy tease" he laughed hard,, " your loving it" he said. Unfortunately my blush gave me away and I smiled and said "of course I am" Ok now I want to taste some of that sweet pussy juice, my tongue is hungry for you, spread your legs. I feel Dave lower himself down my body caressing and kissing me as he descends, then I feel his fingers part my pussy lips and his tongue spring into action, his hands are firmly grasping my butt to pull me closer to him, as his tongue delves deeper into my wet pussy, I hear him slurp as he licks and nibbles my lips alternatively, fuck I have been longing for this, he is awesome at oral and takes me to the edge every time, but as I am enjoying this, I suddenly feel extra hands on my breasts, and voices in both my ears " happy birthday serenity" I startle and begin to protest, but I hear Daves voice "it's ok darling, this is your birthday gift from me, your fantasy of fucking a mystery cock (hence blindfold) and also having 3 cocks to play with at once" I'm still speechless as my mind is trying to compute all this, my body is being a traitor and moving and gyrating with every touch of all their hands on all the different parts of my body at the same time ! "Are you ok with this darling, I can stop it " "DONT YOU DARE STOP , ANY OF YOU" and mystery man 1 kisses me hard, then # 2 - Deal sealed -

6 January 2019

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a blonde haired, tall, busty woman about 45 (milf style) started talking to me and she put her hands on my thigh and flirted very obviously with me and gave me her number and told me to keep in touch... and as we just chatted about life and just small talk she was video calling me with her naked in the shower. over the next few days the texting became very centrally about how she wanted my young dick inside her and how i wanted her milf tits to be coated in cum. i drove to her house her sending me photos of her lingerie outfits she might be wearing (she knew i loooooooved lingerie). so i get to her house hard as a goddamn rock for this milf and a guy opens the door and i completely shit myself. He could tell i was nervous and he shook my hand a and she's in the upstairs room in lace with a toy deeeeeep inside her and she just tells me to sit down and "watch me cum on my toys while you stroke your firm young cock".

5 January 2019

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As a man, I have often fantasised about chance encounters, the type where eyes lock in instant desire and both parties act. This modern age of consent, and understandable equality, has benefited the flirtatious somewhat. We now know, if ever we were confused, that an affirmative action is required by the object of our desire. Good things come to those that wait. For the most part I would say the eyes I have encountered, whilst displaying signs of interest, none recently have come with a body or mind confident or willing enough to act. That was until today. I was on the back foot to start with, undertaking a few everyday errands, groceries, a fuel stop and to collect a borrowed jacket from a neighbour. Chasing my tail perhaps left me exposed, in between stops a barista beckoned, a caffeine hit a deserved reward but time poor it came via a takeaway cup. The teller was bubbly and as desirable as any of her menu options, a simple flat white never seemed such an exotic choice. Order placed I attempted to hide my body in a non existent corner to allow her to serve more people. I felt a hand gently on my forearm, it wasn’t a brush, it was a genuine squeeze. I turned into a pair of dark pools of mystery beckoning me to listen, lips secretly adorned with rich natural colour opened slightly and ready. My first instinct was to pull away, I was in the way, she needed me to move. Something inside stopped me, a twinge of excitement like a hare in the headlights, something more attractive than the perceived risk, I wanted more. A whispered voice, deep and alluring, demanded my attention but all I could do was watch her lips move. They rounded each syllable as each swam out song like, blood flow surged into my crotch and my heart stepped up output. She smiled, I held her gaze and smiled back. I still had no idea what she had said I still wanted more. My expression must have told her of my confusion, I hadn’t resisted her touch, a much younger me would have recoiled but not the sensually mature me. My coffee came and I had a choice, her continued touch or the takeaway cup. I ignored the barista obviously, she asked me to step outside and led the way, with coffee in hand I followed. She wore a silky dress, hem above the knee, the colours and pattern spoke of confidence and adventure, the cut traced a feminine curve without due stress, no hint of what lay beneath but an extrapolation of know facts would suggest something exquisite. My mind started to interrogate itself, did this person belong to a lost memory, a past business acquaintance, or worse a friend of my partner’s. Worse because my body had already assessed her as very appealing, unattainable is the worst kind of desire. Sat at a small intimate table, the sun gently lighting her face, her dress slightly open exposing a tanned chest. She helped slide a stool out to see me seated across the table, my knees overlapping her petite legs, the only element of power on my side, what did she want? ‘I was delayed by my last appointment, thanks for waiting, I know you only had a few minutes but meeting face to face answers a thousand questions don’t you think ?’ On auto pilot I answered ‘yes of course’, it sounded like something I might have said on a dating app, chatting is great to establish base compatibilities but the big stuff, the intimate connection, the physical interest and ‘stuff’ really only comes when face to face. ‘You don’t look like your picture, I almost didn't’ come but I am glad I did, you have a great eyes…..sorry I didn’t mean to embarrass you’ I must have broken my gaze and looked away as she spoke, I find compliments are easier to give. ‘No not at all, I’m never quite sure what to say, it's not that I chose them, yours however are very intriguing’ ‘Stop it they are black olives of nothing’ ‘They suit your face, probably lucky, but an element of adventure and mystery is never a bad thing’ ‘I like the way you think’ she giggled We sat looking at each other for eternity, close up her cheeks were naturally slightly flushed, her dark hair rested just below her shoulders one side tucked behind an ear. A nose perfectly located above those delicious lips was delicate yet strong, her chin radiated her initial confidence. This was one very pretty face, the previous blood flow already influencing thoughts, imagine being kissed by this wild animal. A deep breath. A rotund man pushed past my back, rushing to the teller, he was out of place, nervous as he ordered a takeaway flat white. ‘You said you knew what you liked, do I come close ?’ I turned back to her eyes, held her gaze for longer than a stranger should and then replied ‘there are some things I need to check, examine some of your finer details, but right now I’d like to kiss you so I guess that's a yes’ Anna touched my knee as she had my arm, the effect was felt in my crotch instantly, if I stood my interest would be evident. I touched the back of her hand, her skin was soft, warm and yet firm. We chatted about the weather, the days events so far, our plans for later. We were both to be home with our respective partners. She maneuvered my hand on to her knee and then returned hers to mine, the material was cold to touch yet felt like it was her skin. The hem sat beneath my finger tips, tempting. My large hand straddled the top of her thigh, my thumb feeling the soft flesh inside, she responded by opening her knees, a slight rotation of hips further teasing me. This was getting heated very quickly. No words were required, we both knew we’d met on a different level. A welcome, surprising and exciting level, an outsider would notice. ‘You’d better go’ she said, I knew I was already late but not for anything she was aware of. It dawned on me that the unlucky guy Anna was supposed to meet would have given her contact details, walking away right now would spell the end before a true beginning. ‘Can I give you my proper number ?’ I said ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I’m a little cautious at first, I only give my proper number to someone I like and want to know more’ ‘and you want to know more?’ she said with a seductive glint in her eyes ‘I want to taste your very essence, freshly brewed just for me, I think it’ll be highly complex, rich in flavour and very addictive’ ‘I think my undies are already wet’ she laughed

4 January 2019

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