During a phone call with my man Mick we was dirty talking to each other which got me so wet and very horny , he was telling me to tease my clit while stopped at the traffic lights which I did he told me to rub all my pussy while I'm driving which I did , he told me to remove my G string and pull up my skirt which I did and he told me told push two fingers deep inside my pussy and MMMM I did and by this stage I Was sooooo horny and really wet my juices was messed all over my leather seat and all around my inner thighs. Next lights I stopped and I didn't care I'm fingering myself like crazy I'm batting my fingers in and out head back head forward lifting my ass up high in hot horny pleasure and moaning then next thing I hear is go for it baby go for it , I look over and my window is down and there's a workers 4wd drive ute right next to me and 3 guys squashed over each other looking over watching me , oh shit for a second I froze and was embarrassed then I thought fuck it I'm not stopping so I lifted my butt up and fingers back inside my hot wet horny pussy and kept fingering myself as they cheered which excited my more all the while Mick's on the mobile phone and my Bluetooth system yelling fuck yourself baby fuck yourself flash your wet pussy at them finger your pussy at them which I started to do but then the light turned green and I had to drive so I moved on forward as they drove next to me and I lifted my blouse exposing my boobs and pointy nipples and I just kept fingering as they kept driving next to me watching the best they could , my seat was so wet my inner thighs was so wet my pussy was so wet and swollen I was in so much horny pleasure I cum I orgasmed as I drove lusting on my two fingers moaning and started smiling laughing as I had my orgasm but then it stopped suddenly as I almost lost control of my car and nearly side swiped the workers ute next to me and then as I'm gathering control I nearly went straight through a roundabout without stopping , lucky I got it all together and got control and stopped at the roundabout letting a few cars drive through it , my heart was pounding I was shaking wow that was so close. It's all fine I drove on and had to stop on the side and I was still horny my heart still pounding from all that but I rubbed my pussy for a couple minutes and relaxed. I cleaned up and gathered myself and drove on and went past the 3 lucky guys and they whistled and cheered me as I went by but in all that I forgot I was was still on the phone to Mick LOL he wasn't sure whether I was going off in big orgasm or didn't know what had happened lol , I explained it and he laughed and said probably should never do that again while driving , yes I agree I'll only do it in the car while he is driving and soon I hope and that will probably be another story to tell.

19 February 2018

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Filling your ass with my cock, I tighten my jaw in pleasurable resistance. As I steadily plunge deeper, you hold in all sound, along with your breath. Struggling and failing not to rush, I push all the way inside you, and a single scream eludes your grasp. As soon as I feel able to do so without cumming, I retract, then thrust again. Gentle play has quickly given way to fucking your ass so hard that the bed shakes beneath us. Not hard enough, though. You're still quiet. Taking firm hold of your ass, I pull it toward me as I force my cock into it as hard as I can. It's not going to take long, I can tell. You are so tight around me. As I fuck you, I collapse a little with pleasure. I'm leaning over you a little, pulling your hair as I regain my balance. Thrusting faster against me, you obviously know what I know. In moments, I'm going to cum. I can't hold back against this. Starting to retract, I feel your feet behind me. Continuing to thrust for a moment, the pleasure is mounting. My skin is tingling. My vision is beginning to sparkle. I'm going to cum. I tell you so, and you moan with delight. I ask you where, and you tell me anywhere I want. This feels amazing. You feel amazing. I pull back urgently. I'm going to cum on your ass. Fuck. Almost out, I collide with your legs again, and they push back against me. You are so tight. Both of us are quivering, shaking, partway over the edge. One more attempt, but your legs are crossed, holding me down, pressing me further into you. I tell you that I'm cumming, but you still don't let me go. I know what you want, but I want you to say it. Tell me to cum in your ass. Do it fast though, since I can't last much longer, no matter how hard I try. Maintaining my focus as long as I can… Say it. Just say it, please. One more second… And you finally say it. Here it comes. Here I go. Thrusting viciously into you now, unable discern through the clouds of my own sensation if the sounds you're making are of pleasure, pain, or the perfect mix. Unable to care, for the moment as well. I can feel how like a steel spike I am as I drive into you, pierce you and fuck you with every minuscule remainder of my power. Now. The first stream of hot fluid discharges deep inside you, at the pinnacle of a violent thrust. The second erupts within you in much greater volume. I can feel a pocket of my hot cum forming, caressing the head of my cock in a slippery mess. You make me feel so dirty, so thrilled, so alive. I'm cumming in your ass… Fuck. I need every second of us, every second with you. Each is an eternity, until it's over. The third blast of thick, hot cum pushes the last one a little deeper, and starts spreading the hot liquid further around me. Holding your hips and regaining some of my vision, I start hammering you uncontrollably. You feel several more spurts jet into you as my cock slams into you, jumping and twitching all the way down. When it's finally over, I collapse – all my weight atop you, my cock still buried in you. Now, all we can do is lay here, gasping great gulps of postcoital pleasure, and shaking with shear, devilish delight...

18 February 2018

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I was so excited, looking forward to this day. I had not seen Kate for weeks. As I walked into the resturant, I was greeted with her beautiful radiant smile, her eyes glowing, which always makes me feel so warm inside. I kissed her warmly, with a warm hug. As usual we sat down chatted over lunch. But this time she had a certain cheekyness about her, she was absolutely glowing, flirting with me. She said a nice surprise was in store for me, but would not elaborate, just a cheeky wink, and with a flirtaous mischievous grin saying "You will find out later." MMM this stirred me up, my imagination started running wild. My cock started to harden, as Kate is such a very hot sensual sexy woman. Over lunch we chatted as usual, connecting with each other, our body language was very hot, we both knew we wanted each other so desperately. When we arrived back at her place. We kissed with immense passion, our tongues playing, our arms around each other, in a deep embrace. I was so stirred up, she suddenly pushed me away, grinned cheekily and suggested I freshen up have a shower. When I finished freshening up, I walked into her bedroom. OH Yes!!! What a hot, sexy surprise. Kate was laying back with an arched back, thrusting her luscious smooth shaven pussy forward towards me, teasing me with her full breast in her hand, her fingers playing with her nipple. "Would you like to lick my pussy?" She said with a sexy inviting smile. I didn't need to be asked again, as I jumped on the bed, and rolled onto my back. Kate moved over and straddled me, over my face. "OH!!! Yes", I thought as I pushed my face into her delicious pussy, I was in heaven. I just love to feel my face in her wet pussy, feeling her so wild, so free in her lusful cravings. My tongue licked her luscious lips, and deep into her vagina, my smooth shaven chin pushing into her. She gyrated her pussy on my face and steadily the sexual tension rose until with a loud moan, "Oh, My God, Fuck Yes, Yes...Ohhhh....." her body trembled, tremored repeatedly in her carnal rapture. She gushed more of that delicious love juice over my face with each of her pelvic thrusts. She then rolled off to the side, layed back relishing that beautiful afterglow of her intense orgasm. It was not long before Kate spread her legs and knees wide open, displaying her beautiful bare pussy again. She gently fingered her pussy, she definately was on fire this afternoon. She certainly knows her insasiable sexuality, a very hot sensuous woman, not afraid to feel, and experience all her carnal needs. I could see her pussy, glistening with moisture wetting her lips, her eyes closed, as she opened her mouth slightly, lusting her own carnal sensations from her own exploring fingers. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, she groaned, with sighs of deep pleasure. I just looked thinking how exquisitely sexy she is, my cock rock hard, with lustful desire for her. "MMMM, you are so hot this afternoon." I said. Kate looked at me grinned, her beautiful eyes, eager and with that sultry brightness. "Well, better not disappoint you then." She moved her wet hand from her pussy, to my throbbing cock and grasped my cock in her whole palm, slowly pulling it out from my body, stretching it as far as she could. Then back down my shaft to the base, she gently squeezed on the up stroke, then lightly stroked down to the base, setting up a rhythm that left me breathless. "Oh, Fuck that feels so good," I moaned, as I knelt there, looking down at her lovely breasts, with those delectable big, engorging nipples. I desperately wanted to suck those nipples until they were rock hard, until she was squealing with delight, and fullfill all her wild lustful cravings for hours, but her gentle stoking motion on my cock put that plan on hold for the time being. She rolled over, still stroking me, and started to lick my knob, her wet tongue flicking around my head, soaking me, after two or three licks, Kate took me into her mouth and sucked me ever so gently. I could feel her tongue inside her mouth still lickiing me. "Oh!!..Fuck Yes, Yes!!!" I groaned, as I layed back on my knees. Kate told me seductively "Lie back and spread your legs open, I want take all of your thick cock in my mouth, I want to feel you deep in my throat." I definatelty wasn't slow in complying. As I layed back she followed me, keeping her lips around my rock hard shaft, and her fingers gently on my base and massaging my balls. She half closed her mouth, and pushed it slowly down my hard throbbing cock, sending quivers of sheer estacy, rippling  throughout my whole body. "Oh God, that's so Fucking...Good...Oh Fuck....Don't stop, don't stop, take all of me into your mouth Fuck....Yes!!! Ohhh..." l moaned as she sucked me so slowly, as she slid her head back over my knob. Kate moaned loudly too, in her almost lecherous depraved wild lust, as my cock felt so good in her throat. She slowly quickened her rhythm, down with a slow outward breath, up with a gentle suck, until she felt my body tense up, ripple and tingle. She could feel, and hear my deep sighs in my primitive animalistic excitement, this aroused her own lustful thrills, as Kate moaned and groaned louder, with her wild unrestrained lust, devouring me wantonly. With her last up stroke she finished by licking my knob, as she gently stroked me with her soaked hands on my hard throbbing cock. "Not yet," she teasingly whispered, "I want you to flood me with your cum, fill me, deep in my throat, but not yet." She wispered, bewitching me, stirring all my primal desires. Fuck l was so hot for her. She moved beside me, cuddled into my shoulder, as my cravings rose, then plateaued and slowly receded. I had regained my control again. We Kissed, Kissing...feeling each others intense passion, we wanted each other so desparately, our tongues intertwining, our arms around each other, our naked bodies writhing, wanting, needing. As Kate stroked my arm, with a mischevious smile. "Do you like my breasts?" she asked, as her free hand cupped her delectable breast, squeezing it, teasing me with it's erotic softness. I gave a low groan, immediately moved down the bed, so that I could rashish all my attentions on her beautiful large succulent nipples. Now it was her turn to moan, in her own pleasure, as my wet tongue circled her dark red areolas, and rolled over her nipples softly. My tongue worked up and down the side of her nipple, then pushed it gently back into itself, only for it to pop out and be pushed in again. I layed her on her back as I swapped to the other nipple, it was not as hard as the first, but hardening very quickly. Her nipples popped in and out, in and out. Kate moaned as her pussy sodden, with her lustful antisapation. I sucked her nipples harder, nibbling them, licking them, as I cupped both of her full breasts. Kate had to gently push my head away, the intensity of my tongue teasing her sensitive hard nipples, had become almost too much for her. I was not stopping there, and started to lick, and kissing, licking down her stomach, slowly moving down, to her delectable pussy, I teased her, licking to the sides of her pussy lips, and her shaved mound. I wanted to drive her so incredibly wild, drive her primal senses to the absolute extreme. I could see little drops of wetness slowly moving down to her wet pussy. Then with a long slow deliberate lick, I drove my tongue into deep her "Oh Yes!!!" She moaned, "Yes,Yes...I love it, Lick me.....MMM." My tongue was on fire, feverishly licking her aroused hard clit. I was so stirred up, by her want, her lust, I was moaning loudly too, with my own depraved need to please. I desperately wanted to get her into that zone of unihibited sexual craving, she loves. Kate arched her back, as l drove my face into her, down deep into her. Down to the back of her pussy where I gave several quick licks on her rim, before proceeding past it, to that very sensitive spot before her arsehole. "Oooooh...MMM...Yes!!!!!" Kate moaned, as the exquisite pleasure of my moist tongue sent ripples of sheer ecstasy throughout her whole body. "Don't stop.....Oh Fuck Yes......" she groaned, as I raised my head for a breath and wiped her delicious juices from my mouth. I dragged a pillow, placed it under her hips, moving her into a position so I could eat her, devour her completely, between her wide open legs. "Oh, No cock to play with," Kate pouted. "Don't worry, you will." I said, "I will fuck you will feel all of me fucking you, pumping you hard and fast, after I have tasted you, face fucked you. I want to feel you cum over my face, feel your body tremble in sheer ecastacy." I didn't wait for a answer, and I drove my face onto her engorged soaking wet pussy, my educated tongue lickling up one side, circling around her protruding clit then down the other side teasing her on her back of her sensitive rim. Kate breathed deeply, with a muffled shriek, deep in her own lustful rapture "Ohhh...my God....Oh Fuck," as her hands found their way to my head. Grasping, caressing my hair and firmly pulling me into herself, using me like a toy. I groaned wildly in my own lustful desire, as my mouth was flicking her clit feverishly. I licked her into a wild frenzy. Up, around, and down. Up the other side, up and onto her clit, then down to the back rim, again and again. My face soaked in her juices, as my firm tongue was thrusting urgently into her pussy, as I grasped her breasts, squeezing her nipples. She came suddenly in a huge rush, her whole body arched, shook, trembled out of control, her body flooding with intense pleasure, her hips pushed up onto my depraved lusting face, and tongue, her hands pushed my head down onto herself even harder. She bucked like a rodeo bronco, as those exquisite burning waves of pure ecstasy rolled throughout her entire body, emptying all of her sexual tensions, as she came again, and again. 'Oh, Fuck don't let this Stop, Dont Stop!!!! Oh My Fucking God...Yes!!!! She screamed, lost in complete esctasy. I gave her one more gentle lick and gently sucked her extremly sensitive clit, and then moved back, next to her, putting one arm under her neck so that she lay in my shoulder. I kissed her passionately, feeling that wonderful passion between us. The aftermath of her wild exhilarations had drained her energy, and left her lying limp on the bed. Kate lay there relishing nothingness, as her heart pounded, as her breathing gradually slowed to normal, I nibbled her neck and ears, and caressed her body, as she layed there in her own bliss. After a few minutes, Kate ran her fingers over my partial stiffness, with a feather touch, stroking me. "What's wrong? Has it lost interest?" she asked with cheeky mocking grin. "I don't know, what a girl has to do to get Fucked these days."  Kate rolled over and licked and started licking my cock to get it to full hardness again. Her ravenous tongue licked right up to my knob, her mouth taking it in, then down to my base, as she lavishly lapped my sensitive underside, and over the knob again, her wet eager tongue flicking halfway around the rim of my knob, before coming back to my slit. Where she spread my knob open, pointed her tongue and pushed it in. Turning my cock sideways she gently licked her way down to the base feeling my hardness return as she got to the bottom, all the time moaning, groaning in her own lustful desires. "Oh Fuck!!! I thought "What a hot sexy woman." She was driving me absolutley wild, I needed to fuck her, feel my cock deep inside her desperately. Kate moved around, straddled my hips and lowered herself down onto my throbbing hard cock. As I steadied it between two fingers and rubbed my knob between the lips of her hot pussy, ensuring her juices were flowing over my cock, wet and ready for her to ride me. I watched my cock slipping slowly into her, seeing her open up taking me. With a huge sigh she groaned "Oh Yes!!! that's So Fucking Good" Kate sat there feeling my hardness inside her. We kissed each other, with our tonges intertwining, our arms wrapped around each other, the utter passion was intense. Slowly, Kate rocked forwards, then backwards, my rock hard cock moving inside her, thrilling her inner desires to the maximum. A couple of sideways movement, as she pushed her super aroused clit against the base of my cock. She moved with faster forward thrusts as her body trembled. As she gushed her juices and came and came, each time shrieking wildly in her own unrestrained lustful delight. As I trailed my hands lightly over her beautiful breasts, squeezed her nipples, and nibbled her neck and ears. She was wild lost in pure ecstasy. Kate reacted with with a series of orgasms, while uncontrolled moans, and screams of sheer estacy escaped from her. More quick forward thrusts with her loud moans "Oh My Fucking God....Oh Yessss!!! Kate had a huge orgasm, as her whole body and mind exploded in utter extreme ecastacy, she shivered, shoke violently. Then she collapsed exhausted on top of me, panting heavily, immobile, spent. "I think I'd like a little rest now," she said in a cute little girl voice, as her beautiful eyes looked at me, with that dreamy, drowsy look. Kate rolled over on her side, almost dozing in that lovely state between sleep and wakefulness. I looked down at her lying curled up against me. Thinking God, her butt is so attractive, soft, sensual and truly deserving a good fucking. Kate was almost dozing, her steady breathing somehow excited me even more. Gently, I began to stroke the top of her sexy butt, my hand starting at her waist and sweeping slowly around to her thighs, then trailing back up to her waist again, feeling the  soft, firmness of her muscles. Down again, to her sexy arse as my finger tips brushed softly, further down through the crease, of her arse, over her ring and peri, as my finger tips dragged through her pussy, I felt her juices still so wet. She whimpered ever so softy, as she pulled her leg up, exposing her crutch to my exploring delicate fingers. I caressed her soft pussy, as her juices oozed, as she quietly moaned. I continued to caress, tease her crutch. I positioned myself so that I could slide my cock into her as Kate lay on her side. She gave a quiet whimper, a sigh, as I slowly pushed in then slowly pulled out. Gradually, very gradually, I increased the speed of my thrusts. I  sensed she felt the strength of my deep thrusts. Quickly Kate was moaning and shrieking "Fuck me...Fuck me hard...Oh Yes...Oh....YES!!!!!" As I started pushing back into me, with her free leg thrashing up and down. As I pulled her hair, and slapped her arse. From lying on her side, I reached through between her legs and twisted her around onto her back. She definately was very much awake now, and her eyes looked at me glistening brightly, with that wild sexy lustful look. Fuck I was so horny, I desperately wanted to get Kate, so lost, completly wild in her own animaliatic, carnal lusts. "Go on, Fuck me, Fuck me there is will be no tomorrow. " Ram your cock inside me and make me cum again, and again. "Fuck me hard. I want to feel you empty your cum inside me. Oh!!! fuck Me." Kate's voice trailed off into an ecstatic sigh, as I slid my cock into her, plunging in deep, causing her to buck back hard back into me. I pumped her faster, I was on that wonderful edge almost exploding, but I still kept control, as my cock slid down deep her pussy. I slid my hands under her arse, spreading her cheeks wider, I was deeper, feeling her so open, so wet. Oh!!! FUCK Yes!!! I moaned. We were both in that depravity of pure lust, pure utter sexual want, we wanted that sheer unihibited fucking, without any limits. She started to push her hips in time with my thrusting, then grabbed my biceps in a complete frenzy, craving more and more, to fiil her insasiable wild sexual needs. "Ohoooh, oooohh, Yes...Oh My God...Ohhh.." as she came with a intense fierceness that flooded her body, she tremored in extreme spasms. She was out of control, she wanted this glorious gratification to continue forever. "Ohhhhhhh......." as she almost passed out, going limp, in her intense orgasm, her juices flowed out of her pussy. "Are you Ok," I asked, kissing her gently on the cheek and lips. She slowly returned to consciousness. "Oh fuck, that was Oh, so fantastic," Kate smiled, "I don't normally do that. Oh fuck that was incredable, but you haven't cum yet. Don't you find me attractive?" I returned Kate's smile and said, "Of course I find you absolutely beautiful. You are a gorgeously sexy woman. I adore the way you know your own wild sexuality, not afraid to realize your lustful needs and desires. What I do love the best, is those thrills of doing it doggy. I love the power of the fucking you so deep, when you push your hips back, as I fuck your pussy, and the kinky eroticism of that total submissiveness, pulling your hair, slapping your arse, as you are bound. With that wonderful feeling as you grip my cock with your pussy muscles, holding me, as you are moaning in your own true carnal animalistic lusts." "I love it kinky too?" Kate with a smile replied. I said "That is definately one of my loves, erotic sex the kinkier the better, Fuck Yes!!! but I do know, it can be so incredibly intense for a woman, like no other orgasm. I just love being inside you, turning you on, feeling you cum, as I pleasure your entire body. Feeling you lose control and hearing you scream, moan and groan, as I push my cock, inside you, feel you completly lost, wild in your own wild lusts, as I stay on that edge almost cuming. I love it, makes me feel so manly." "Well we'd better see what you can do from behind," Kate said lustily, and rolled over onto her knees, her face buried in a pillow, her knees wide spread, and her pussy MMM she tastily offered me, she was up for a good fucking again. I certainly didn't need any encouragement and I knelt behind her, guiding my cock into her pussy. With my knob I pushed slowly and gently, feeling himself slide down into her delectable pussy. She gasped as I went fully in and moved it around, then slowly withdrew to thrust it in a little faster and harder before pulling back to the knob. My third thrust was full blooded, slamming in so hard. Kate gave a cry of sheer delight. "That's the way. Fuck me hard, I love it hard," and she started to push bach her hips. I fucked her hard, in and out, in and out as she pushed her hips, panting, moaning "Oh Fuck, Yes.... Ohhh...God.." Fuck she is so hot, what a sexy woman, I thought. She went limp, but I kept going, in, out, in, out, keeping my rhythm. She tensed her muscles, slid one hand back and fingered her dripping clit. It took only a few seconds, before she came again, bucking her hips, squeezing my cock deep inside her, and screaming for more. l kept fucking her wildly, hard and fast, pulled her hair, slapped her arse, as she played with her clit. With a free hand I began to gently rub her soaking peri to the her ring. I felt her quiver and she moaned, "Oh Yes!! do that some more." I kept rubbing over her ring. "Oh, that's beautiful, so hot," Kate moaned softly, "I love it, so sensitive." I caressed around her ring slowly, gently first one way, then the other, until she gave a deep sigh, as I felt her wet ring relaxing. I teased her some more, by rubbing my thumb through her ring, pushing it open, but not penetrating her. All the time I kept up my rhythmic fucking, deep in her pussy. She came loudly, as her ring swelled slightly. Kate was ready. Sliding my hand down into her dripping pussy, I dipped my thumb into her, getting it smothered with her wet juices. I transferred it to her ring, rubbing it around, and opening her up, making her ring very slippery. With a final sharp thrust, I pulled my cock out of Kate's pussy and guided my knob to her ring. I pushed my cock very slowly, letting her take it easily, as she slowly pushed backward to take me. "Oh my God.." I moaned as I felt the heat of her tight ring squeeze my thick cock. Then slowly, I withdrew my cock, pulling back until only my knob was inside her. "Oh, FUCK this Is heaven" I screamed. My cock was rock hard as I pushed in. Kate sobbed in utter pleasure. Out again then in. Out, then in, circling it around when I was deep inside her. She groaned, very softly at first. Soon she moaned louder, groaning in time with my pumping cock. I was utterly enraptured in both mind and body, as I felt my sexual tension building up within my balls. My cock was getting raw from fucking, and I could feel my stomach muscles tightening in anticipation. I knew this was going to be a powerful, intense orgasm. Kate's placed her hand between her legs and caressed my balls ever so lightly. "Oh Fuck!!! Yes.... This is too much...Ohh..." I screamed, in a wild frenzy. I pumped her harder, holding her hips, with a deep primal grunt everytime, as she pushed back against me. The wild lustful tension had reached a crescendo, between us. Somehow we had that unspoken connection of mind and body. We seemed to know what the other was thinking, and that thought was a huge poweful intense orgasm. "Oh, Ooooohh, AAraaarrrhh Fuck Oh Fuck," as I ferociously, uncontrollably, thrusted deeply, savagely, so urgently, as was blowing my load of cum deep into her. With full bodied hard wild pelvic thrusts. Kate came simultaneously, a deep moan turning into a huge Shhrrriiieeekkk as her hips bucked up and down wildly, in utter intense estacy, her ring pulsated around my throbbing cock, lightly squeezing out the last little drop of cum. Our two bodies were entwined together in complete orgasmic bliss. We collapsed in a tangled heap on the bed, and we lay still, panting sweating in complete exhaustion. I looked into Kate's eyes, as I traced a hand across her cheek, thinking how beautiful what we both experienced was, I put my arms around her, kissed her with a gentle tenderness, feeling that true intimacy between two lovers, that had just shared something very special. Kate smiled as I held her, while she layed her head on my chest. Spent in that wonderful drowsy feeling. We both were happy for a while in those moments. A tender moment between two special friends, two uncomplicated friends. Helping each other to live, and enjoy what we both need and want, even if it is only for a few hours, to forget the world outside.  

15 February 2018

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Kate sat in the bar alone, surrounded by younger couples, but seeing the looks she was getting, she felt good. She knew she was a sexy, beautiful woman although she was sure some would not agree, but that was their loss. Seeing some approving looks, she recieved, made her feel confident. Kate is a real sexy woman, not some Barbie doll, her beauty and sexiness is a inner quality. She sat there watching the couples, when I walked into to bar. I immediately spotted Kate, sitting alone in the corner booth. Her pictures definatelty did not do her justice. She was so beautiful in a way any camera couldn’t capture. When our eyes met, I saw and felt that fiery sexy passion that excited me, filled me with unquenchable desire for her. I made my way to the booth that she had chosen. Still captivated completely by her sensuous eyes, as I came up beside her and genltly clutched her arm, leant over, and said hello, whispering into her ear, and kissed her. As I slid into the booth beside her and immediately put my arm around her. I could sense she immediately felt relaxed, as I felt her body pressing against me, her warmth, her scent it was heavenly. The waitress brought the drinks, I had ordered, when I had entered the bar. We talked as we sipped our drinks. Relaxed, flirting, excited to see each other, after another drink, we decided to leave. I had reserved the room already. I opened the door and turned on the light switch and Kate went in ahead of me. She was dressed in a black blouse, which was unbuttoned enough to see her ample cleavage, and a mid calf black skirt with slits high on either side showing black stockings with a sexy pair of high heels. I could see how they shaped her calves as she walked. She looked so sexy, so deliciously scrumptious, and yet a certain mature innocence all at the same time. Kate turned and noticed me looking at her dreamlike, she blushed, then she smiled again. As our eyes met, I noticed her perfect makeup, her lips, her eyes done in such a way the shade and liner bought out her hazel eyes. Both us knew the time had come, our wants, our desires our lusts were burning. I started to move towards her but, the look Kate gave me froze me. I watched as she raised her hands to her blouse. Kate slowly, ever so sensuously unbuttoned her blouse allowing fall open, and with a shrug of her shoulders, it fell to the floor. She reached behind herself and unfastened her skirt, let it drop, falling at her feet. Kate now stood before me in very sexy lingerie, black stockings to her thighs, and her high heels. I was utterly beathless, my cock hardened, throbbed with desire. I couldn’t remember seeing such a beautiful site. “Oh!! God woman you look so sexy,” I sighed, as I stepped forward taking her into my arms. “You look good enough to eat.” Kate blushed, and our lips met. There was a wild passion, a electricity of utter need, and utter desire, as our lips were locked, our tongues intertwined. She ran her fingers through my hair, and my hands ran over her rippling soft skin. I could feel her lustful desire, as she felt my bulging throbbing cock against her, as we pressed our bodies together. I lifted Kate up into my arms, she moaned softly, as I laid her down on the bed. I unbuttoned my shirt, as she layed there. I kicked off my boots and then took off my belt. Kates approving eyes were following my every move, as I unzipped my jeans and kicked them off, and slowly climbed onto the bed, into Kate's arms. Slowly, gently we caressed one another and kissed deeply, passionately again. She was moaning like a contented kitten, as I I held both her arms above her head firmly, as nestled into her neck, kissing and licking. I felt her shivering, her skin rippled as I continued my teasing going down further, until I was at her breasts. Her arms stayed above her head as I unclipped her bra, and slipped her knickers off, then I cupped and kissed and licked her beautiful full breasts, avoiding her areolas and her hard erect nipples. Kate moaned softy, arching her back, as her hands grasped my hair. I could feel her excitement, building, her primal urges intesifying. Finally, I moved her to dark areolas now standing out with goose pimples, and licked her full hard  nipples, kissing, licking and sucking. She moaned and writhed under me, she breathed in gasps of pleasure. I was determined to taste every inch of her, let her be completely immersed in her own lustful pleasures. After sucking each nipple, I gently rolled her over and got up. “Don’t move,” I said. Kate was laying face down with her arms still above her head as she listened to me rummaging around. I was sure she wondered, what I was doing, but she stayed with her eyes closed, waiting, still thinking about my kisses, caresses, licks, nibbles and sucks while she waited with anticipation, for what was to come. I climbed back onto the bed. She could hear the noise of the flip of a cap, and blurb sound of gel being squeezed from a tube, and squishing sound of the gel being rubbed between my hands. She still kept her eyes tightly closed. I cherished that so sexy sight of her lying there naked, in her black stockings. I just love a full curvaceous woman, a real woman, none of those stick figures for me. "Oh my God" I said to myself as my eyes took in her gorgeous femine wide hips, and her fleshy butt. I couldn’t wait to get my hands and lips on her. I desperately needed, and lusted to run my hands, lips and tongue all over that exquisite meaty butt, and her delicious open wet pussy. I climbed onto the bed where she lay with her hands still up above her head. I thought I  would love to tie her, bound her, spread eagle her on the bed, lick, slap, and fuck her, while Kate was in total submission, until she screamed, begging me to stop. But I knew I wasn't going to do that, I had other plans. I wanted everything to be perfect for her today, definately later, but not this time. I knew from our past conversations she loved a little kinky bondage, she knows the extreme wild lust of bondage. Today I wanted to just make love to this Beautiful Goddess. I squeezed some of the oil onto my hands and rubbed them together, slowly and gently beginning at her shoulders and neck. As I began to give her a hot sensual massage. My fingers worked their way down, pushing into her soft flesh, and down her spine. I skipped her arse, and moved down to her legs, down one and up the other until I reached her Oh so sweet, plump arse. When I reached the base of her arse cheek, I could hear her soft moans, I felt her waton heat and wetness. I put more oil on my hands and slowly began to kneed the oil into her cheeks. Kate was so relaxed under my gentle touch, her breathing labored with small pants. Kate involuntarily lifted her arse, to meet my hands, as moved to her arse. She moaned "Oh this is Heaven, Mmmmm". I had pulled her stockings off as I worked on her. I rolled her over. "Oh... yes!!" Sighing softly, as I took in her senuous beauty, her bald pussy, her ample breasts, as she laid there on her back totally exposed to me with a sexy dreamy look on her face. Kate closed her eyes, groaning as I resumed massaging her legs, working my way up, until I reached her pussy, again I passed teasing Kate, and went up, over her belly to her beautiful succulent breasts. I caressed, massaged each one, kneading her soft flesh, until I reached her delectable nipples. I rubbed them between my fingers making them even harder. Her back arched as I massaged each breast. As I slid my hands from her breasts, she moaned deeply. I put more oil on my hands again and worked my way to her lovely mound. "OH!!..Mmmm." she groaned. Kate's body shivered, as I massaged over her mound without delving into her beatiful crease, teasing her wanting desires, deftly I slid one finger into that magical furrow of hers. "Yesss...Oh Yes!!!" She cried as I fingered her dripping wet pussy. Kate tried to open her legs, but I held them closed and kept to teasing her. Each soft stroke, I flicked her swollen clit, soon she was moaning and writhing wildly in estsacy, with every touch, I knew she on that edge of a orgasm, but I wanted to hold off just a bit longer. I let her spread her legs wide open, as I fingered her up and down her pussy from clit to that cute little arsehole of hers. I drizzled more oil down the lips of her pussy, as it ran freely down to her arsehole. With her legs spread wide. I laid beside her, and took her succulent nipple into my mouth, sucking nibbling, my hands wandered over her pussy, caressing, teasing from her hard erect bud to her arse. Kate was lost, wild in her wanton  cravings, as her body trembled, moaning "Fuck Me, Finger Me...Oh Fuck...Yes!..." with her insasiable lust for pleasure, she pushed herself towards my hand, uninhibitedly in her total desire for pleasure. I kept sucking her sensitive nipple, as I pushed my fingers, pressing deeper, opening her up, until the tips of my fingers entered each of her holes, as I teased her clit. Kate was writhing unconstrained to my deft touch. I could feel her body on fire as I sucked and fingered her to the edge of a orgasm. I took my hand away, teasing her, just before that intense wave of sheer esctacy completely overwhelmed her. I moved up and began kissing her, with a carnal passion, a insasiable lust for her, our tongues intertwined desperately, our arms clutching each other with sheer utter want. She tried to roll onto me but I held her tightly until she calmed a little. I desperately had to taste her delicious pussy. I  had to let her body, and desires calm, because I didn’t want her cumming just yet. When Kate had relaxed, I moved between her soft thighs, and buried my face into her. She screamed Oh, my God... Yes!!!...Yesss....." I was so completely depraved in my utter lust, my deepest animalistic desire to devour her delicious pussy. My tongue teased over her hairless mound, and to the sides of her pussy, before I lifted her hips and spread her pussy lips wide with my fingers, so I could taste her succulent juices. I licked and sucked her wildly, in a complete frenzy. I tasted her delicious juices, my tongue grazing over her arsehole. Kate's involuntary movements, holding me, pulling me into herself in her unihibeted carnal delight, stirred all my debauched, lecherous passions, to pleasure her even more. OH!!..Fuck..Yes...what a truly sexy woman went through my mind. I raised her crutch up further, holding her legs wide apart, and I used my fingers to tease her clit and pussy, while I licked her arse fevourously. Her juices dripped down onto my tongue as l licked her. I felt her body tremor, shiver, her moans and groans grew louder. The time was just right, as I went back to wild frantic pussy licking and clit flicking, as I fingered her arsehole. I knew a orgasm was building, the sexual tension was rippling throughout her whole body. I held her down tightly, pinned her, she was almost delirious in utter esctasy . "OH!!! YESSS... ARHH..Arrrhhh...." Her sheer intensity, almost hurt, as she tried to push me away, but I held tight, I kept licking even harder, pushing her harder, pushing to her absolute limits. Kate screamed "FUCK.... OH!!! FUCK!!!.....OH GOD....Stop"....Yessssss!!!! Kate had the most intense deep orgasm, it kept going and going. Until she went limp, exhausted, under my wanton tongue and fingers. I lowered her hips, crawled back up her body, held her, and began kissing her gently, nibbling her neck and ears. After recovering Kate pulled her lips from mine, and began kissing down my body. She took the tube of oil from the side table and she proceeded to kiss, lick, and suck her way to my very sensitive nipples, as she put some oil on her hands. She reached down, beginning at my base began stroking my rock hard cock. Then sat up, took the oil bottle in her hand and dribbled a few over my swollen knob. She stroked the oil in with one hand as the other worked oil over my balls and down to my arsehole, teasing me as she passed over it. Yes!!!..Ohhh...that feels so Fucking Good" I groaned. "So Good..." I moved my hips up, toward her, trying to lead her mouth to my cock that cried out to be sucked. Finally, Kate lowered her mouth to my swollen head as tongue gently licked my knob. It was Kate's turn, as she moved between  my legs. One hand stroked my cock while the other played with my balls. Slowly she lowered her head, and her juicy red lips, spread slowly over my knob, engulfing me. I looked into her beautiful sexy, lustful eyes looking back up at me, as her warm wet eager mouth, went down my cock, licking me at the same time. "OH...Mmmm....Yes...Mmm....Mmmmm." I  moaned. She licked and sucked me, groaning in her own wild depravity, lustfully, feeling my hard cock, down her throat, as her head bobbed up and down. Her fingers teased my balls and occasionally grazed over my arsehole. I bucked lightly under her. Each bob would take her further down my throbbing cock. My was cock deep in her throat she sucked me deeper, I moaned louder. She continued to bob up and down relentlessly, hungrily on my soaking cock. Faster, faster in her wild sexual frenzy to pleasure me, with her mouth and hands. She could feel my body tense, my hands holding her tighter. OH,OHhhhhh.......Fuck....!!!!Ohhh. I was near orgasm. Kate sucked me one final time, with one deliciously slow, a long upward stroke, and stopped. "OH my god" I had almost exploded, with a deep orgasm, with her shameless wild pleasuring. Kate had teased me in return, she was not done either. She smiled a sexy mischievous smile, and licked and kissed her way back up my body still shivering, my cock still throbbing with want, until she reached my lips. We layed side by side our lustful desiring eyes meet, we kissed passionately again, both of us were lost in each others arms, wanting, feeling, each other wildly, in both body and soul. I calmed down, relaxed, as my hands, fingers caressed her body softly, and ever so senuously. I continued to make love to this Vixen, this bewitching seductive, uninhibited sexy woman. I felt her hand stroking my cock again, I could feel our sexual tensions build. Kate dribbled more oil over my cock and let it run over my balls. She held my cock gently with her fingers, her other hand caressed my balls as a finger csressed with my arse. I loved the way her fingers felt, wrapped gently around my cock, her fingers so adept at pleasing. I was not sure how long I would be able to last with her beautiful erotic touch. My fingers teased her pussy, opening her hood up as my finger teased her hard clit. Kate moaned "Oh Fuck!! I need you, fuck me, fuck me hard, Oh yess!!!" As she brought me closer and closer to a climax. She pulled away and suddenly and moved back, straddled me. She couldn't wait any longer, she needed, wanted my throbbing cock inside her, desparate in her own wild lust. She lowered herself down to my cock slowly, and deliberately, as I guided the thick head of my cock into her. We both Gasped, and involuntary moans "Oh Fuck... Yes!!!" "Oh my God, Yes!!!!...Fuck me...Fuck Me" With that beautiful first exquisite entry. Kate rose up and down on me so slowly. I was completely tortured, it was more than I could stand. I rolled her over, fucked her, like a wild man, her pussy took me deeply, as she squeezed me with her pussy muscles, and clawing at me in extreme ecastacy. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter. I kept my thrusts deep and slow, lingering, loving the feel of her. I loved the feeling of her writhing, moaning under me, helpless, lost in her sexual delight. We moved in perfect harmony both moving towards that intense release we both desired. I thrusted deeper and faster. I watched her fleshy breasts bounce with each thrust as I  teased her hard nipples with my fingers. Kate's eyes were closed, moaning feeling her body, consumed in utter estsacy. I moved my hand down and teased her clit, this was more than she could stand as I took her over that edge again. Kates body shuddered, she screamed "OH My GOD....Fuck....YES...Yes...Arhhhh" her pussy muscles convulsed around me, her fingers grasped my flesh involuntary, wild in animalistic carnal lust. As she had a all consuming burning orgasm, after orgasm, her juices flowed, as her pussy opened up around me. until I could hold back no longer. My cock throbbed, my body shivered as I fucked her wildly, lustfully, my cock burned agonizingly, deep within her, my balls began could feel the long held back rush of juices boiling their way to explode, as her beautiful hot wet pussy sucked them from me. The explosion hit me with huge incredible fiece intensity. A pure intense esctasy, as I have never felt before, racing completely throughout my tingling body. "ARHHhhh.....Yessss..Ohh!!!Fuck.....Ohhhhh...." Hard and fast, I thrust, wildly, in sheer utter, wild animaliatic estacy, harder, holding her arse tightly as I could, trying to fill her with every drop of cum I had. As her hot wet pussy sucked every drop from me. Kate would not release me, her fingers pushing into my flesh, as she fucked me back, cuming with me, in her own intense sheer estsacy, I gasped for air. I dropped absolutely spent on top of her, before rolling to the side. Our arms reached for each other as we kissed tenderly, as we recouped, spent in that wonderful drowsy feeling. We continued to layed in each other’s arms, kissing, caressing for some time before reality set in. We both grudgingly decided we had better get dressed. We continued talking, as we showered and dressed. Hand in hand, I walked her across to her car. After a long deep kiss we parted. On the drive home, I thought about what happened, my cock hardened, with that wonderful thought going through my mind. I would have loved to go back to feel that beautiful intamacy with her again and again, and what a truly hot sexy woman Kate is, a very special woman indeed. I knew we will always remain friends, as we surely have, and will share that special intimate connection. That night, laying in my bed, I as I was falling to sleep, I dreamt about the next time, we would meet, it couldn't come soon enough.

15 February 2018

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i come out of the shower all wet and dripping and i realise my pants that im going out to wear are out on the washing line and i rush out in just my towel, still wet and im leaving wet footmarks as my 18yr old legs move as fast as i can. as i get outside i get my pants and turn to run back, im stopped by my neighbor Theresa (just for the sexual edge lets call her Mrs.Anderson) she just casually asks how im going and all that while obviously checking me out, now Mrs.Anderson was about mid 40s-late 40s and she looked good for her age, had nice long brunette hair, alittle bit of a stomach but after 3 kids i expected that and nice round bouncy knockers with a round booty, so the kinda mom you make fun of your friend for having a milf look. she was talking and i was awkwardly trying to get out of talking to because A. i was already late and B. i could feel something starting to prepare for take off and a towel wasnt going to stop that *awkward laughter*, so she can obvs tell im getting hard because not to brag but its pretty easy to see an 8" cock being hard and tenting, an she smiles and chuckles and asks "having fun" and i let out a nervous laugh and say "i guess so", Mrs.Anderson then tells me (and these words haunt me) "drop the towel let momma get a good look", me being 18 and milfs being the holy grail of my sexula fantasy i dont hesitate and she looks stunned and says "very impressive, i think you should leave the window open when you shower more often" and walks away leaving me hard and about to cum just watching her wink at me, and to this day i have never been more horny and willing to fuck someone in my backyard and we havent spoken about it since

7 February 2018

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It has been a huge fantasy of mine for months to have two cocks in my pussy l saw it in a porno and wanted to try it. On the weekend of my birthday Mr and l went away for a dirty weekend we had talked to a few couples about playing and trying to do my fantasy but as it happens a lot they pulled out at the last minute we went to a couples club and had some fun, the next day we went wondering around town and that night meet up with some amazing people and had a amazing night. When we got home Mr asked how l would feel if a guy l didn't know came in while we were fucking and joined in and then left l was shocked and turned on all at the same time and said l would be fine with it l found out later that when l was sleeping on the train on the way home Mr had been talking to a guy to work it all out. The next day Mr said to me that he had a guy he had been talking to that was coming over that night and had rules to follow l was immediately wet and remained that way of the rest of the day. That night Mr got the room ready and started by giving me a massage and then fingering me till l squirted and then fisting me the thoughts going through my head and the feeling of pleasure in my pussy was amazing he then came up onto the bed and told me that in order for it to work l had to be on top and his legs needed to be of the side of the bed we started to fuck and l came 4 times before l heard the front door open and the thought of it all made me cum again then l felt another set of hands on my hips and a hard cock enter me the feeling was like nothing l can explain l don't know how long it all lasted but it felt like hours as l came more and more l felt harder thrusting as the mystery man came and he pulled out and left with out a word spoken l kept fucking Mr and squirted the most l ever have and came so hard. It was amazing and a night l will not forget in a hurry.

6 February 2018

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So my wife (B) had her birthday recently and before the big 40 hit she had expressed a desire to have 2 cocks in her pussy at the same time. It was something she had never had and always wanted. So me being a good husband I set about trying to fulfill this fantasy. I organised care for the children, the train, a hotel and organised to meet up with some couples we had spoken too. We were all set for a dirty weekend away. Both excited and anticipation was almost overwhelming. Just as we were getting on the train, we were contacted by a younger guy from our area. He was very respectful of our relationship in his opening message and I got a good vibe from him. So I replied and told him our plans for the weekend, what our hopes and fantasies for the weekend. He wished us luck and left it at that. Normally single guys are not what we are here for. However C stuck in my mind for some unknown reason. Well we headed off on our dirty weekend and whilst B was having a nap on the train I decided to contact C and ask him if he would be interested in fulfilling B’s fantasy. So it began. I got C’s number off him and set about what I wanted him to do. C was instructed that the front door would be left unlocked, he was to come in get naked walk to the bedroom where B and I would be fucking already, he was to say nothing just slide his cock in with mine and fuck until he filled her pussy with hot cum. Then he was to leave the room, dress and let himself out. I asked C if he was ok with the rules and if it was something he would be interested in. To which he replied with a FUCK YES WHEN CAN I DO IT. I didn’t reply for a day or so just to see if he was the person I was looking for. Well C was he didn’t make contact at all. So yesterday on our train trip home we hadn’t been able to fulfill B’s fantasy on our dirty weekend. So I decided to put the plan in motion (B had no idea). I sent C a message on the return trip and began to line it up for tonight. I informed B at lunchtime as to what was going to happen. To which she became instantly wet and her panties remained that way for the rest of the day. As the day went on I made sure C knew the rules and that he was still comfortable with what I wanted to happen. Time went by at it got closer, the bed was made ready and B was naked. I decided to give her a massage and a fisting before C turned up. I made sure she was ready for 2 cocks. B mounted me and was riding when I heard the door handle and door close I knew B was about to have her fantasy fulfilled. C as he was told got naked and walked into the room slid his cock in next to mine and away he went pounding her pussy until B squirted this went on for what felt like hours until C’s balls tightened and he filled B full of his young hot cum. C then pulled out without a word spoken I gave him a node and off he went out the door. B then continued to ride me until I too filled her up with hot cum. This was an awesome night and 1 that will be repeated again.

5 February 2018

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I remember the first time I ever touched another man's cock and attempted to give him a blow job. It was exhilarating and challenging to say the least. However, before I explain myself let me provide some context. I can't speak for other men, however I have only once in my life found anyone that can give me a blow job and have me wanting to cum without any other stimulation at all. It was a girlfriend in my younger days and I remember it as clear as if it happened last night. We were going to do the deed for the first time and she was proceeding down my chest kissing lightly as she headed for my erection. As she reached my stomach she looked up and said "please don't cum in my mouth". Well I assured her I wouldn't and that she could proceed. Yet in my mind I was thinking, "huh, no chance of that, no one has been able to give me a head job and bring me to orgasm from just purely sucking it". Anyway, she proceeded and took my cock into her mouth. Immediately it started feeling fucking awesome, then within 2 minutes of her starting I had to ask her to stop or I wouldn't be able to hold back my load. Later I was laying bed shell shocked. I had never and have never found anyone that could achieve such a feat in such a short time without any other form of stimulation. Stupidly, over the course of that relationship I never took any notice of what her technique was as I was too young and stupid to realise the value of the information had I gathered it from her. Back to me now about to attempt my first head job. The guy I'm going to try and pleasure drops his pants and reveals a monster. If you read my story about how I discovered I was bisexual, this monster cock is the one I mention in that story. I take hold of his cock in my hand and start to kiss and lick the head of his penis. Which the texture totally surprised me as his cock felt in my hand to be as hard as steel yet the head of his cock in my mouth felt soft and like velvet. The contradiction of feel from my mouth and tongue to my hand was quite perplexing. Anyway, as I am trying to shove more and move of this guys cock into my mouth and massage his balls lightly, I start to gag as I can no longer suck air in through my nose and his cock is entering my throat. For the next 10 minutes I try my hardest to get him to the point of orgasm, which became hard work as my jaw muscles in my mouth started to ache as my mouth was stretched as wide as it would go. I have tried to a improve my skills in this area and am always willing to try try again ;-) I have to say that when I watch a porno and see someone deep throating a cock, I now have a far greater respect for that skill than I once did.

30 January 2018

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How did I know I was bi. Well sit back and let me tell you a story. I used to serve in the Australian Army in Infantry, which is rather homophobic, so to realise I was bisexual didn't happen over night. When I was 25 I meet a girlfriend who loved anal sex. She couldn't get enough of it. However she also wanted to fuck me as well. Which at the time, I was firmly of the belief that my back passage was a one way street and never to be invaded. Anyway, she persisted and one day handed me a playboy which had an article (i know, an article in playboy, yeah sure) which was about men who where raped and couldn't handle the fact that while being raped they got an erection or even ejaculated. The article went onto explain the prostate and what happens when its massaged and the effects that can have. Long story short I eventually was worn down and she started using a vibrator on me, well my orgasms where ten times more intense when something was fucking my arse at the same time as I was coming. Eventually we broke up and I was masturbating and missing those intense orgasms. So I bought my own vibrator and started using it. Eventually I started to become frustrated as trying to fuck oneself with a vibrator and masturbate at the same time is no small feat. So I started to think, well why don't I find a guy to fuck me, as I sure looking for woman who will strap one on won't be the most enticing offer as a first date. So I started thinking a guys hard cock would be just as good as a vibrator and therefore its only my social conditioning thats stopping me. So with that decided I found my first guy online and I go to his house. He opens the door and minutes later we are naked. Well fuck me, heres where I really learn that we are ALL NOT similar in size at ALL. This guy had a fucking huge cock that I barely was able to stuff into my mouth. So when it came to him fucking me, that was a no go as my arse had never been stretched to such width. When I got home I also felt some shame as my social conditioning had been that being gay and having sex with other men was shameful. However being an intelligent male, I soon got over that as whatever two consenting adults want to do with each others body, is their business and is perfectly natural. So over the years I have come to understand that I am a bottom. I will fuck my partner if we are both versatile, but I won't play the top role alone. I have also come to understand the phycology of being used and the awesome horny feelings of being a slut thats taken and fucked by a large cock and how that can feel. I can really understand how they say we have a feminine side as when Im being fucked I love it and am happy to submit to being the bitch. I do have to say, social conditioning and denying one self are problems I see when it comes to people accepting their own and others sexuality. Surely as we evolve as a species this is disappear and it won't matter, we will accept people for who they are. Unfortunately I am married to a woman who I love as the mother of my children who is disgusted when I tried to tell her I was bisexual. Eventually I had to tell her I was joking and was just trying to understand how understanding she was. I don't let her see this side of myself and at times its frustrating. However I feel the sacrifice is worth it when I raise my kids with two parents in family unit that appears as normal as normal can be. Embrace who you are and live life to the fullest.

29 January 2018

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Well after what seemed an eternity I finally did it. Finally managed to get a girl into bed with me again. She was a cuddly BBW with blonde hair and a terrific smile and fortunately for me a sense of humour and a forgiving nature. Man, I was nervous. I mean really nervous. I stayed too long in the shower beforehand trying to tell myself that I could do this, so long in fact that she knocked on the door and laughingly asked what was taking me so long. When we started I plain didn't know what to do. I'm serious. I froze. Should I take charge? let her take charge? What? In the end I settled for some gentle kissing and soft caresses and hoped like hell that things would just progress from there. Growing bored with just kissing she lay on the bed and I just stood there and she actually had to reach out and grab my hand and bring me down onto the bed with her. Things weren't going great and when she asked me what I like to do best I dumbly said 'I dunno'. Eventually we got into gear and things started to heat up but then I attempted to go down on her and boy, was that a mistake. I was hopeless. Talk about just being really crap at oral. I don't believe, in fact I'm absolutely certain, that she received no pleasure at all from what I was attempting to do. I was so out of form that she patiently suggested we switch places. Actual intercourse followed soon after but it was awkward and clumsy in the two positions we tried it in like when doing it missionary style I didn't know whether to lay on her and wrap my arms around her or to be up on my hands like doing a push-up and during doggy-style things were going a little better 'til I got a cramp in my leg and had to stop. Neither of us had even gotten close to climax and we just kind of lay side by side making smalltalk. It was torture and eventually we turned on the TV and watched some late night crap about god-knows-what before we both drifted off to sleep completely unsatisfied. In the morning we parted as friends and she insisted she had had a good time but I knew it was a lie told to spare the feelings of one that had put in one hell of a poor performance.

28 January 2018

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This is a true story, only the names have been changed to protect the pleasured. I was a late bloomer and have never slept with a virgin. Searching for a new FWB, I happened to peak the interest of a woman (Debbie), who at 34 was 10 years my junior. We hit it off at our first meeting and decided to meet again for what would become a year of intense erotic pleasure for myself. And an earth shattering welcome to womanhood for Debbie. Upon saying goodbye at that first meeting Debbie informed me that her husband was her second real lover, and she was seeing a therapist about the fact she couldn't reach orgasm. Never. Not once. So began a year of regular get togethers. Encounters that started with sex, a little awkwardly, given I was her third partner ever. But second time around things clicked, and she appreciated the talents of my tongue. Not to mention my favourite position, something I call the jockey. From the traditional 'doggy' position I take my partners hands and we lock grip (each gripping the others wrists), thus forcing her face and breasts onto the bed/lounge/car bonnet/restaurant table? We then fuck like crazy as I thrust pulling her hard and deep back onto me. *Don't try this if the lady has a weak back. I once had a partner re-imflame a slipped disk and spend several days in hospital! Which she couldn't explain to her husband! Things became increasingly kinky as time passed and she discovered the sexual smorgasbord a Google search delivers. Spankings (that left each of us with bruises for 3 weeks), bondage, light pain, anal play, and sex toys followed. Then came the day she messaged me that she'd discovered 'swingers parties' and wanted to go to one ASAP! That's when things got interesting. Entirely inexperienced in swinging off we went to a 'girls party', ie gang-bang, with three or so men to every woman. The hosts and guests were lovely but no one was doing anything yet. At the end of our second wine, I whispered in her ear, "how about you slip your dress off and jump on the table for a massage? You'll still have underwear so you won't be naked." She did as I suggested, two women and eight or ten men watching. Now at this point I must mention how big a step this was for Debbie. Whilst an attractive lady, she did carry the scars of having two children, ie stretch marks, and a little weight. But most of us have physical imperfections, so this never bothered me. With a little massage oil I started rubbing her shoulders and neck in a firm and relieving manner. While everyone is mingling and watching I bent down and whispered, "is it ok if I undo your bra?". "Okay", she mumbled. So the massage progressed, until Ivan* (not his real name) came over and asked me if she'd like an extra set of hands. In a hushed voice I asked and she agreed. I moved to the top of the table and worked her neck and shoulders while Ivan sensualy rubbed her back. It seemed that face down, unable to see anyone else in the room, she was loosing her inhibitions. I whispered in her ear that I'd love it if she undid my fly and sucked me. God knows my penis was the hardest known thing on earth at this point. A little surprised, I immediately felt tug at my pants and her warm moist lips wrapped around me. This continued for several minutes. I lent in and asked if she'd like me to swap places with our new friend, and mentioned that perhaps he would enjoy the same treatment. I motioned him to swap places as my trousers fell to the floor where they stayed for several hours. Like an ice-pole to the lips on a summers day, his penis was in her mouth! The massaging continued as I worked down her back and her shapely thighs and butt. Sensing that momentum needed to be kept I asked if she would like her panties removed. Ivan's penis deep in her throat, she mumbled something that sounded like agreeance, and I slipped them down. Rubbing her cheeks, I parted them enough to run a teasing finger around her sphincter, only to find a pool of thick sticky juices flowing from her body. Hopping today would be the day she came, I resorted to another favourite. Sliding my thumb in her pussy I curled my pointer towards my palm, and with slow smooth strokes slid my thumb in and of her vagina, squeezing it and fingers together. Firm pressure on her g-spot and flicking over her clit, I gained pace until I was frantically finger fucking her. She pulled Ivan's dick from her mouth and cried out, "we need to fuck, NOW!" Aside from myself Debbie fucked three men that day, literally doubling the number of men she had had in her life! It was a good day, but not her day to achieve orgasm. Our next get-together arrived and we met at our favourite hotel, bags of toys in hand. As usual Debbie got off exercising her dominant side, hog-tying me on the bed, but in such a position that my butt cheeks were wide apart. After a good half hour of the riding crop cracking the inside of my cheeks, I begged for mercy from mistress and she released me. Now it was Deb's turn. The twin feelings of power and responsibility swept over me. Not power in a dominating aggressive way, but a sense of power, control and responsibility for her body, mind and pleasure. This is a big responsibility every master should take extremely seriously. Being responsible for this woman's sexual pleasure, given its barren history, took the edge off my sexual desire, and despite the scene in front of me, the blood remained in my large head not my half limp penis. Like an athlete on the starting line I was focused and in the zone. Today was going to be different to our usual games so I started very seriously. "Debbie", I asked, "do you trust me?" Yes she replied. She had no reason not to. We had always had a safe word, on top of that, I'm a sensitive intuitive lover, and while I try and push a partner's boundaries to increase their pleasure, I also know when they can't take any more and need me to stop. "No Deb, do you really trust your body, mind and pleasure to me, to do with as I please?" Yes she replied. I lent in and kissed her. "Debbie", I said, "I need you to do exactly what I tell you. No questions, no hesitation, you just do it. I'm going to push you tonight. When you tell me to stop I'll slow down, I'll give you a rest, but I won't stop until I decide it's enough. Keeping in mind you have a safe word. Do you agree?" " Yes", she hesitantly nodded. But the twins of fear and anticipation shone in her eyes. Let's start, I said jumping up on the bed. "Turn around and undress facing the mirror please". She faced the wall to ceiling mirror and started to rip her clothes off frantically. No, no, slowly and sexily, I instructed. Having always had body issues she hated this, but I thought it important for what was to come. When naked I placed the blindfold on her and started brushing a feather over her as the tingles shook her body. I alternated between the lightest touches of the feather and varyingly intense strokes of the pin wheel. Ohh her scream at the first roll of the wheel over her labia! This was all intended to test her trust and heighten her senses for what was to come. I was also laying a few psychological foundations to build her up with later. I love a little light bondage, both giving and receiving, breast bondage being one of my favourites. While she found it uncomfortable, Debbie loved the look of her bound breasts, and enjoyed the feeling of pride observing what she had withstood. So I wound my rope over shoulders, around her chest above and below her bust, and started weaving the soft cotton rope in a figure of eight around her breasts. Naturally finishing in increasingly tight loops that puckered each of her double H breasts out stiff, reminiscent of Madonna's early 90's metal bra. The finishing touch; pulling and tying the rope ends. Now I'm not a sadist, so there was nothing extreme here, just firm pink breasts. More pleasure than pain. "Okay Debbie," I said, "I need proof that I can trust you to put your faith in me. So, I want you to turn and take two steps towards the window". With a little hesitation she obliged. "Now I want you to pull the curtains open and stand in the window, breasts bound for any one to see". She paused, understandably frightened to proceed. "Do it now please, otherwise we stop" I instructed. Very sheepishly she peeled the curtains open and took several steps back trying to slither away from the window. "Step forward again" I ordered. Slowly she obliged. I asked if she'd like the blindfold removed, which she did. Oh the relief that swept her body when she realised the pull down blind behind the curtain was still closed! She smiled at me. "Now you truly trust me? Right?" Yes she said enthusiastically. "Do you want to look at these beautifully bound breasts of yours?" "Yes" And with that I positioned her in front of the mirror. After taking in my handywork I set them free, the way they were meant to be. I really wanted to get inside Deb's head, because that's the primary sex organ. So, I had her sit in front of the mirror legs apart, arms behind her head. I asked her to tell me what she saw in the mirror. "Fat". Was her reply. "Okay what do you think of? What do you feel when you look at the person in the mirror?" "No no please don't go there, you don't want to know", she pleaded as an emotional storm brewed deep in her mind. I wasn't having a bar of it. I had tapped the well of deep dark fear residing within her. I wasn't going to stop until it had been prised open to forever see the light of day! What did her counsellor know? What had they done for her? "Let's try again", I said, "as I lifted the riding crop and tapped it on her baby belly. " What's this?", I said with a mildly stinging whack. " Fat", she replied. NO! How did you get it? I demanded. "Having three babies", she replied. Correct, I said. What is it? I repeated. She stared at me. "It's a battle scar Deb, it may not be the prettiest thing in the world, but you damn well earned it. Be proud of it! If a bloke had a flabby tummy from child birth we'd brag about it like it was an old sports injury. Did any of the 20' something's at the swingers party diss you because of your belly?" No they didn't, but she remained silent. Whack, I slapped the crop across a breast. Tell me what you see? I requested. " Saggy boobs " came the reply. I repeated the same speel as I had about her tummy. All to the same response. A little unsure if I was on the right path, I pushed on with a swift stroke to the top of her pubic mound. "Get your legs wide apart and pull your lips open", I instructed, she obliged. Tell me what you see? I requested. She stared at me, the emotion building deep within her. As there was no response I posited that, perhaps she didn't like her vagina? Again no response. "Well I like your pussy", I said. I wouldn't be here licking you if I didn't. All the guys at the gang bang liked it. Do you remember when you were in doggy being fucked by Trevor* (not his real name) while you were sucking that other guy off? Do you remember what Trevor said to me? " No? She looked intrigued. Remember Trevor was the good looking guy about 25? He turned to me, as he's frantically banging you and said, "You are one luck man to have a woman like this!" "Yes really. Who was the first woman at the gang bang to get naked? And do so in front of a dozen strangers?" Me? She mumbled. "Right. Who was the woman who started sucking dick in the open room while everyone else stood around awkwardly?" "Me". "Who got naked and finger fucked while all the shy people stood around fully clothed?" "Me." "Who fucked as many men in an hour as she had in her entire life?" "Me!" She could see what I was getting at. "Okay up on the bed and blindfold on please". She eagerly jumped up, a new sense of vigour about her. The following hour consisted of me delicately licking her pussy, applying, removing, reapplying and then tightening nipple clamps. Pin wheels all over her body. Frequently she pleaded with, even ordered me to stop, but she never used her safeword. I backed off, gave her the time to calm down and then got back to businesses. The pin wheel over her clit was torture but she loved it, and increasingly wanted it harder and harder. All of this was building towards her climactic suprise. I slowed down for a few minutes, removed the blindfold and we kissed. I assured her she was beautiful and a lovely person. The only person unaware of that fact was Deb unfortunately. "Okay. Now it's time for your suprise". After everything this evening she looked a little worried. So, I requested she close her eyes. "I've bought you a present", I said, "it's yours to take home and do what ever you want with". I slid the magic wand I bought from under the bed and placed the head on her clit. She moaned a little. Unsure what it was. "How does that feel?" I enquired. "It's okay", came the response. "Oh fuck," she screamed opening her eyes as I turned it on. She quickly grabbed a pillow to muffle her cries. Wanting to capitalise on her euphoria I slid to fingers in her pussy and stroked her g-spot in the come-hither motion. It was too much and she pushed the toy away. "Deb, I'll let you rest, but we don't stop until I decide its enough". Yeah-yeah she panted. I let her regain composure for a minute and intensified the action of fingers and toy. Every time she went to push the toy aside I backed off or distracted her. "DEBBIE, who was the girl who got naked in front of a dozen strangers at a gang bang?" "Me", came back a sheepish whisper. And on it went. Every time she wanted me to stop I said no, not yet. I backed off a little or distracted her by asking, who was the woman fucked by as many men in an hour as she'd had in her life? Who sucked a stranger's cock in front of a dozen strangers Deb? Every time the answer was the same. Me. Me. But it had an increasing decisiveness about it. No more shy whispers of me. It was begging to be a thundering chorus of Me Me! ME!! Faster and more intensely I went, I turned the wand to high. She stopped pushing it away. And I barraged her with questions. Who sucked a stranger's dick and loved it? Me! Who got naked in front of a dozen strangers? Me! Who got finger fucked in front of those strangers? Me! Who loves fucking men? Me! Who did young guys want to fuck? Me! Who has a beautiful pussy? Me! Who's fucking hot and loves her body? Me! And like the first crack of thunder from a summer storm, the flood gates opened wide. As she screamed into the pillow I pulled the toy away and tried to twist my fingers so as to not get my knuckles ground by the force of her vagina in full spasm. She looked up at me, a sly grin on her face. "What do you call it when the muscles in vagina, and rest of your body contract in uncontrollable spasms Deb?" "An orgasm?" she giggled. The end.

27 January 2018

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The pale man was naked and smooth, He knelt on the bed and stretched his back into an arch proffering his buttocks as high in the air as he could, pushing his shaven relaxed anus out. That hole opening and shutting like a wink. The tanned man above grew excited and placing his fingers on his ribs began to flick his own nipple with his thumbnail. The deliriously warm feeling went straight to his loins and his ball sac twitched repeatedly, his enlarging penis grew thick and strong, blue veins standing out proud and full blooded around the girth. Full engorged glans coloured purple and thick, the soft tissue forming fat and solid. The tanned man sank to his knees, placing his hands on each orbed buttock he pulled aside and kissed his partners hole, pushing saliva into the orifice with his tongue. He could taste his man, he loved that taste, rolling his tongue around the clean pink hole, the pale man gasping in ecstasy. The tanned man rose and dribbled oil onto his penis, rubbing it around the length. It felt like a solid bone, throbbing, with a feeling as if to burst. Those purpled glans met the wet glistening lips of the anus as if kissing gently. The pale man pushed back slurping in the swollen purple head and with a gasp of ecstatic pleasure pushed back more until he had taken the full eight inches whole. Back and forth he slid slowly along the tanned mans prized possession. Taking all the pleasure of that swollen phallus with his myriad of nerve endings. The man above took charge and thrust back and forth more urgently now, gaining momentum with each stroke, and as with each of those strokes rose a moan of pleasure from the mouth of the other. Entangled in the air with this clapped the sound of a double slap, as with each thrust the tanned man’s upper thighs hit those white smooth buttocks, followed by his low slung balls slapping against the others perineum. For a solid hour these two soldiers of lust banged away in their twofold ecstasy. Sweat pouring from the tanned man’s brow in rivulets down his face onto his chest, at times dribbling over his nipples and falling into a pool on the pale man’s lower back where his muscles had formed a hollow. Fast and furiously the man above had quickened his pace even more, almost vehement-like, fighting his way into his partner’s body with this tunnelling full blooded bone, all the while that man below taking that whole fabulously throbbing phallus alike the most perfect whore. A groan rose quietly from the stomach of the tanned man, gathering momentum it rose in his chest and as he faced the ceiling roared from his open mouth like the roar of a lion. His upper thighs burned, as did his belly, his scrotum had tightened like the skin of a drum and thick hot white gooey sperm shot rapidly up his urethra and out his meatus, flying in a frenzied flood up the pale man’s rectum cascading towards his colon. Pumping again and again, that silken goo flew out to the roaring ravishment of both men. The tanned man collapsed upon the other and as he lay on the flattened body beneath, his urethra pulsed out the last of that love juice into the pale man. For some time they lay in that position. Two gladiators exhausted from their fervent struggle. Recuperating in the luxurious warmth of each other’s body. The tanned man rose slowly and stood back, the pale man rising again to his knees and arching his buttocks up high, pushed out from within. The ring of his anus puffed up like the lips of Angelina Jolie and a river of glistening sperm flowed out the corner of her mouth, into the cupped hand of the man behind. With each push more semen flowed until two cupped hands were set full. The pale man turned and lay on his back and the other emptied the semen into his mouth, whereby he then kissed him open mouthed and entwining their tongues, folded the semen over and under, back and forth around their mouths. The tanned man’s loins were warming again. It was going to be a long night….

27 January 2018

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She came to me in the haze of a starlit night in all her finery. I took her coat and bid her inside. She was stunning, long slender legs shrouded in wonderful seamed, silk stockings formed the base of a gorgeous figure, her seemingly ample breasts blossoming over a small waist and curvaceous hips, around her neck a jewelled collar which oozed sex appeal as it nestled above the large curves beneath. Her silky purple lipstick engulfed full lips and matched perfectly her eye shadow and fantastic purple mini dress, which clung to her figure like cellophane. Long black tousled hair which fell to her waist perfected this stunning creature and tonight I knew she was mine. Her stiletto heels clacked behind me as we walked across the flagstone floor to the large sumptuous leather sofa. And do you know that each clack of those heels vibrated up into my loins and pumped blood into my swollen glands. The sound being so immensely erotic. Once seated I kissed her, she tasted of blackcurrant and our tongues slid and rolled together in a rising fervour. MY hand was at once on her stocking tops and the smooth skin above, heightening my passion. I was busting and with deft fingers she immediately released me and I flew out like a pogo-stick, swollen and urgent, full blooded glands reaching the sky. She stood me up and took my whole length between those sticky blackcurrant lips and left a suitable purple mark around the shaven hilt and creased folds of my sac. She swung me around and I offered her my arse-hole, she quickly darted in and out with her glistening wet tongue a multitude of times, then smeared her lipstick around my hole and across my perineum. I could feel the wonderful blackcurrant sticking to my intimacy. I pulled her to the floor and in an instant my mouth was on her silken g string licking and salivating down the string to her beauteous arse-ring. I growled and dribbled as my tongue and teeth ate her out whilst she moaned like a whimpering virgin. I could wait no longer and forced my swollen purple engorged head into her anus, banging it in and out thru’ the rim to more whimpers. Then pushing the whole eight inches to the hilt and thrusting and thrusting to our entwined fervent delight. Our tongues twisted together and our bodies racked, hers stretched taut, and mine shooting from the hip like a world war two cannon. We came together, her arched and gasping, and I balls deep, throbbing gristle swollen in spasms, spurting stringy rivulets of cum the length of her colon. Saturated we lay there for a while our faces together. Then slowly I pulled out, ectoplasmic juices stringing towards the floor. I slid down and licked the sperm from her ring and salivated across her perineum, licked her spent sac and all the wet sperm from her cock-head!

27 January 2018

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She waits inside their secret place, hair up, suit neatly pressed. He bursts in, bringing the vigour of his exertions with him and slams his foot onto the bench. As he bends to remove his runners, she lunges from behind, grabs his singlet and peels it off with an urgency that both suprises and excites her. His lean, lightly moistened body is now fully exposed to her ravenous hands which turn him and push his shoulders back against the wall. She plants a firm kiss, breaks, then latches on to his chest, running her tongue down until it reaches the tight polyester garment nestling his manhood. She teases out the contours with her busy, persistent fingers, soon triggering the desired response. Abruptly the shorts are ripped away and without warning she has consumed his hard rod whole with a mouth so soft and delicate that his knees buckle under the weight of pleasure. Her lips suck and slide, her toungue serpentine in its wicked delight. All he can do is unravel her glistening hair and fondle it tenderly...until he can take no more. In one movement he rises, cradles her body against his own and brings them down gently onto the carefully laid mat. They roll and heave with wild athleticism. Before long he has removed her suit and freed her exquisite breasts. They find each other's groins and grind feverishly, his hot flesh pressed against her fine lace panties. She pauses to slip them off and in that moment melts his eyes with a look of final abandonment. He draws a deep breath and plunges in...

26 January 2018

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The Tulip After meeting informally at a conference and a few conversations which seemed to spark a mutual curiosity about one another, Gideon’s invitation to meet for a drink seemed innocuous enough. After all, they made each other smile, and occasionally laugh; their inclinations in music and art and public matters were similar, and there was a physical frission between them that wasn’t conventional attraction, but created a dull, interior warmth in them both. It was like the knowing of a hidden thing, that few others could sense. Both were a part of a couple, but unknown to each other, had started to outgrow their partners sexually, and so shared the same longing for release and a new stage on which to perform and to stretch . Both were inherently loners, although active socially; both absorbed in their work and their daytime lives, so neither were remotely interested in romantic entanglements, but extremely interested in a whole variety of other entanglements. Life, they figured, was short, and so was their tolerance for the ordinary. They both wanted to use, and to be used. They wanted to cloak themselves in a new persona while stripping the clothes and the public inhibitions from their collaborator; to sate their appetites, but then to walk away into their daylights with a secret energy radiating from their loins and a smile curling at their lips. It was inevitable, with so many threads in their individual lives drawing together, that a rope of some kind would be formed. They had exchanged numbers quickly and their occasional phone but more frequent text exchanges had pushed their conversations flirtatiously into those other preoccupations that dealt solely with play and pleasure, and those things which occupied their secret spaces ­ what aroused them, what fascinated them, the stimulations they hungered for. Almost from the beginning, there was an apparent simpatico evident between them. It doesn’t take long to recognise one of your own. Despite the fact that he seemed a newcomer to some of the physical explorations she was already making, she had a sense that his instincts showed some promise, and so meeting for a drink was a normal next step to test her hunch. He was lean and physical, with an intense gaze and a creative bent, coiled somehow, and more on the interesting side of attractive than the handsome. She was never short on attention, and drawing men to her was easy, but ­ we’ll call her Valerie - was not a common girl. Perhaps it was the measure of Spanish blood in her lineage that led her to expect that attraction and lust needed to be laced with a little mystery. She needed some shadowy element of the unknowable in her partner (or her prey) to make her pulse quicken beyond her lawyer’s normal, stable professional coolness. She wondered whether she might be able to slot him into the fantasies that woke her in the half-dreamt, pre-dawn dark each morning long before her husband stirred, and which drew her hand ever so slowly across her breasts, sparking her nipples quickly to life, and inexorably continuing down her belly, to the peak of her mound, and then down, and further down. She wondered whether those instincts she felt he may have might lead him to take hold of her fantasy, and to quietly assert his control over her anticipation; to bind her body and to travel over and through it, with his hands and his words and his silences. They agreed to continue their conversation in person at a bar in the lobby of The Ansonia - a chic new boutique hotel in the city. The bar had an opulent Oriental theme and they had arranged to meet after work on a Thursday night. Valerie had a full day of meetings as part of her annual client review cycle. She would try to reinforce her firm’s value to them and present a picture of legal victories claimed or commercial defeats and embarrassments averted, while coolly deflecting the overly attentive gaze of her mostly male clients. She’d been torn between the fear of being distracted during her meetings by the anticipation of her rendezvous with Gideon that night and the desire to put an edge on her day so that when the night came, she would be in costume physically and mentally. She decided that at this point in her life, “edge “easily trumped “distraction”, and that she would go for it. Along with her tailored black jacket and skirt, she wore a fitted white blouse of heavy, quite masculine Egyptian cotton. While the weight of fabric leant toward the masculine, it was cut to her every contour and this, in concert with its opacity implied a definite, but inaccessible femininity. It was collarless, buttoned high, elongating her neck and providing a palette against which her deep chestnut hair fell and played artfully with a jade and amber beaded necklace which sat and fell just over the ridge of her breasts. Christian Louboutin black patent leather pumps and seamed black silk stocking completed the conservative but calculated ensemble, designed to impress and to intimidate, while taunting the observant with a perfect run of cloth over the curves of her body. The part that the intimidated and impressed couldn’t see, and which fuelled not only the suggestion but also the physical element of distraction were the very modern lines of blood-red satin Aubade lingerie that Valerie had rebelliously decided should bridge the narrow space between her naked skin and the tailored professional package on the outside. Each item, from the thin satin bows that tied the sides of her knickers to the sheerness of her bra which ended just over her nipples and barely had enough cup to contain her breasts, to the narrow waistcincher whose red suspenders met the black of her stockings, was its own rebellion. A symbol of control to those she held at bay, but of submission to someone, when she chose the moment. The sheen and delicacy of the French delights seemed to take on a life of their own under her starched and structured outer clothing, and slid and caressed her most sensitive skin each time she moved. Rising from her chair, crossing her legs, reaching for her coffee or stretching to point to a line on a chart each produced a tiny rewarding touch of friction upon her, and a constant reminder of what she had assembled underneath, and why. They were, however, very, very distracting, and it was with relief that Valerie shook her last client’s hand at the lift lobby and was able to turn her mind to her rendezvous with Gideon in half an hour. The lift doors closed and her property developer client descended; she turned on her significant heels and, drawing a slow breath, walked slowly back to her office to touch up her lipstick before leaving. As she walked in to her office, lost in her thoughts, her mobile vibrated suddenly and noisily on her desk startling her. She felt the thrum of her heart beat against the tight fitting blouse and a pulse across her abdomen as she reached to pick up the phone and read the text that had flashed onto the screen. “On time?” She fumbled at the keys, uncharacteristically nervous now. “Yes ­ on my way. How are you travelling?” Valerie waited for Gideon’s reply, but the phone sat still in her hand. She was just about to leave, thinking he may be driving and not able to respond, when the screen lit up again. “What do you like to drink? She felt her heart start to speed it’s rhythm again but recognised the distinction between nervousness and the beginning of excitement. On the threshold of blurting out that she didn’t know what she felt like drinking, she managed to key instead; “I like Cointreau on ice to start with, but perhaps this first time, the gentleman should choose?” Looking at the text for a moment, she wondered how he would take the suggestion, but as this was a step into some unknown, in any case, it seemed to be in the spirit of the night to hit “Send”, without really knowing. Throwing on her coat and a sheer silk scarf around her neck, she gathered up her handbag and became lost in the percussive echo of her heels on the hard stone floor. As the lift doors slid shut and the floor imperceptibly fell away, her phone vibrated Gideon’s reply. “Yes” Though she had wondered a dozen times in the short cab ride from her office to the Ansonia, Valerie hadn't worked out whether Gideon's "Yes" was yes to her normal libation or to choosing one for her. Since acknowledging their draw towards one another, the pull, and agreeing to meet, a subtle change had come over their exchanges. When they were just loosely connected professional peers, he was open and loose, an easy companion to like and pass the time with. Now that the match had been struck, he began to withdraw into the shadows, perhaps, she thought, so that she would follow him, with the match, to throw a brush of light onto the deeper place they were entering. She sensed Gideon to be holding back half of what was there, half of what he might or might not give her; half of what she wished to see and to know, but couldn't. The Ansonia was, as always plush, warm and casually ostentatious. Just a little too dimly lit to properly identify its clientele to the slightly disorientated newcomer fresh from the street. One felt that that's exactly how its clientele liked it. It was more subdued in volume than most city bars, probably because of the hotel above, but possibly also because of the secrets most likely shared there nightly over their perfectly mixed cocktails. Valerie walked slowly into the bar peering through the soft dark for Gideon and praying her nerves wouldn't betray her intended veneer of assured charm once he saw her. As much as she might be able to disguise her nervousness through sheer bluff, the sudden tension of her arrival and the anticipation of locking eyes with Gideon had conspired to make her painfully aroused. Realising her nipples had involuntarily risen to acknowledge her desire, they strained and abraded against the mesh of her bra and Valerie subtly drew her coat lapels together to cover her breasts, thankful now, for the room's apprehended light. She stopped and slowly pirouetted on the ball of her foot, scanning the room. A man looked her up and down and tried to catch her eye, then another as she continued to turn, but there was no discernible sight of Gideon. Spying a free booth just a few feet away, Valerie made for it, her heels and skirt forcing her to slide in awkwardly but gratefully. The rising of her skirt and parting of her legs as she sat and slid across the fabric presented a brief contact point between her sheathed pussy and the surface of the booth and she welcomed the brief relief to her arousal of that friction. She would track Gideon down and direct him to the black velvet booth and set about seducing him, she thought, but no sooner had she fished her phone from her bag than it vibrated in her hand - a text from Gideon - "Ready for your drink?. Valerie blinked then sat up and looked around over the top of the booth's cushions. Was he nearby somewhere, watching her? She saw nothing so turned her attention to the screen again. "More than ready", she tapped in quickly, "but where are you?" The reply came so quickly he must have known exactly what her question would be and she started to feel like she was being played a little. "There's been a little change of plan - your drink is waiting but there's something I need you to do first." The next half hour blurred like the landscape in the window of a train. Later, Valerie would remember little of how she got from the bar to the room. More texts came from Gideon; she was asked to collect a hotel room entry card from the reception desk upstairs; she was told to let herself in to the corresponding room five further floors up; She was told to strip; she was told to now deposit the entry card underneath a planter on the same floor, but she could only put back on one item of clothing. She obeyed each instruction without question, drunk now on the adventure, disorientated but still unable not to give herself over to it. She had arrived wearing a coat, so she put that on over her nakedness, propped the door open and rushed to the planter location praying that no-one would see her, shoeless, possibly noticing her nakedness under her coat, and that the door wouldn't close before she could dash back to the room. But she made it back. Leaning back against the door once it had shut with her safely on the right side of it, Valerie closed her eyes and fought to regain her breath as the next instruction came. It told her to go into the bathroom and to shower, but again, a condition. She had to close the door and leave the light off. Shaking her head, Valerie moved the half dozen steps to the bathroom door, dropping the coat from her shoulders onto the carpet before stepping inside. "Is this it?", she wondered, whatever "it “might be. Depositing her phone onto the vanity, she closed the door behind her and banished the light. In pitch darkness, Valerie fumbled her way to the shower, reaching for surfaces to guide her until she was inside the shower recess. She found the taps and, adjusting the water, stepped under, feeling every drop of water roll down her body as the darkness eliminated her sense of sight and heightened her sense of touch. After a while, Valerie heard the bathroom door open, close again then nothing. In the stillness, she could hear her heart. An endless minute later, as she strained to hear or see anything, the shower door opened and she felt hands find her. Valerie turned slowly to face him, but he turned her back to face the wall. Gideon’s body pressed against her, pushing her against the wall, his rising cock resting on the small of her back ­ and she felt his left hand slide with the falling water around to cup her hanging breast, rolling her erect nipple between his fingers and pulling on it gently. His right hand ran down her spine, from the top of her neck, down the ridges of her vertebrae, slipping between her cheeks and then cupping her cunt. Still, Valerie saw nothing, only feeling him and the water, and her heartbeat vibrating from within. She moved against Gideon’s hand and it opened, fingers splaying, her your cunt lips falling between his fingers, riding the backwards and forwards motion. Valerie’s’ head probed back against him, turning, her mouth, seeking out his and finding it. Her breath was shallow and drew sharply inwards as his fingers slid inside of her, moving, caressing. As she moved in a circle onto his fingers, Valerie pressed back against his cock, and brought it into the same motion. His left hand slipped down her torso, from her breast and found the nub of her clitoris. It moved in a tiny circle, pressing around it but in the opposite direction to his right hand and his fingers. The dance continued until... His hands were suddenly gone, and from the crest of her arousal, before she knew what had happened, she was alone in the shower, suddenly louder than it seemed before, echoing harshly through the marble bathroom. She swept one hand through her hair, moving it from her face where it had fallen in damp branches, covering your eyes in the minutes before. The other ran across your stomach soothing the deep ache within and down to grip her cunt, hard, trying forlornly to clench away its sudden denial. It fell from her lips with her breath, the word, slowly, "fuuuckk". What was she to do? The rules, unannounced but seemingly explicit from the start were that instructions would come and that she would comply. What to think now? Valerie tentatively closed off the taps and stood for a minute in the dark and the descending cadence of drops. She wondered if he’s just left her like that. She wondered if she was supposed to have understood some inferred next step. She wondered how an assured woman such as she was, could suddenly be so equivocal, so exposed by indecision. As Valerie stepped lightly out of the shower and onto the cold stone, her hand somehow found a towel which she absently draped around her body. She became aware of sound in the room outside, music, spare and soft falling notes from a piano. She grasped the door knob as she moved towards the sound, but then stopped, resting her weight against her hand, her other hand holding the towel tightly then brushing it over her nipple. She turned the door knob and stepped through. The notes of piano now rang more roundly. There was also light; so little as to barely be there but still enough to throw a glow and shadow after the pitch of the bathroom. Before she had adjusted to the light, Valerie stepped onto something which rustled quietly on the carpet beneath her feet. The carpet was warm and giving in contrast to the cold stone floor of the bathroom and she bent her knees and dropped to pick up what had been under her foot. Paper,textured. Her eyes were adjusting further to the half-light and she saw something written on the paper. It was still too dark to quite make out the words but she could see the letters were generous, possibly written with a fountain pen, idiosyncratic, somehow loose and abstract, but contained carefully within their own form. More light. As Valerie looked up from the page, she saw into the large room. Though she'd seen it earlier bathed in full light, it has taken on a different character now. The bed, behind an ornate timber screen, decorated randomly with her dress and lingerie and stockings. On the other side, the contemporary Chesterfield, a matching leather ottoman almost as long as the sofa in front of it and an antique hardwood writing desk along the wall next to the sofa, upon it, 3 thick candles, the source of the warm, honey light touching the edges of everything in the room. Valerie saw him by the large window in the space between the bed and the ottoman, the soft light carving an exaggerated cleft between the lean muscles of his back as he looked out at the lights of the city below, a towel identical to the one she was still gripping to her damp skin wrapped around his waist. Valerie took a few steps into the room, stopping next to the bed almost tiptoeing because for some reason her throat had tightened and she had a vague feeling that she shouldn’t disturb Gideon. “The bed is where we should be - reigniting our lust of a few minutes ago.” She felt suddenly warmer; a familiar, viscous warmth, in her belly, along her neck. Unconsciously she brushed the towel in a tiny motion over her breast. She remembered the paper in her hand, and looked down. The indigo flourishes spelled out, “Say nothing, but “tulip”... Valerie read it twice, not understanding. "Tulip"? What the fuck did that mean? As she looked up, the question on her lips, Gideon started to walk slowly towards her. "Yes" she thought, what she really wanted was to continue the dance from the shower, to be wrapped up in each other's arms, skin all over skin, breathing from each other's mouths and leaving these word games behind. Gideon reached Valerie but Instead of wrapping her up, he took the note from her hand and dropped it onto the bed, taking the free hand into both of his. He pulled her backwards, never taking his eyes off hers until they were at the edge of the ottoman. Valerie could feel the warmth coming off the candles now, touching the skin not covered by the towel, merging with the warmth coming from within and she had an impulse to throw the towel off and feel the candle's heat bathe her whole body, to rip the towel from his waist, take his cock into her hand and bring it to life. "Please", she breathed internally, remembering she was not to speak. Gideon, however, did not indulge her wish, instead turning her to face the ottoman and gently pushing her to it. Valerie felt she might lose her balance with nowhere to go, her shins already against the leather of the ottoman, and did the only thing she could from that position, climbing onto it on all fours. Valerie had to let go of the towel as she climbed onto the ottoman and it opened up as she settled into her canine resting position, but stayed on, draping her back and bottom and thighs. She saw Gideon walk slowly around the ottoman, taking in her shape, his eyes on her gently swinging breasts and felt the fingers of his hand trail across her neck, through her hair, her bare shoulders and down her spine before lifting the towel off. His hands brushed back along her neck and briefly held her head still at her temples, holding her gaze straight ahead, and then releasing her. Valerie heard him move at the writing desk behind her, and the heard a sound of glass lightly touching glass. “I have your drink for you now Valerie. Cointreau wasn’t it – on ice?” She was about to say “Yes”, before catching herself. Damn! She nodded instead. “I’ll just need to replace your towel with a blindfold though” he said casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world to be naked and blindfolded, on your hands and knees in a dark room with a man you’ve only known previously in a suit and in public. “Will that be OK?” Valerie wished the clanging noises in her ears could be communicated to him without saying anything, but failing to find a way to do that, simply nodded again. She didn’t feel him touch her but felt the towel sliding slowly down her shoulders, across her back and over her bottom before dropping off completely and leaving her now fully exposed to the air and to Gideon. She breathed in deeply, and though he hadn’t touched her at all yet, felt the swell deep in her belly, quickly extending down her core to her thighs and her sex. She shifted slightly on the leather of the ottoman and then felt a soft fabric slip over her eyes as Gideon moved close to her from the side and placed a silk scarf around her eyes. He had to make contact now, and his hands brushed her ears and her hair as he tied the scarf in place and what little light there was for Valerie to work with was then gone. As he finished tying the knot at the back of her head, she felt Gideon’s finger touch her spine at the base of her skull and drag lightly down its ridges, making her tremble involuntarily, all the way down to the indentation at the top of her derriere and then unexpectedly continuing on and dragging onto and across her rose petal, the touch on her sensitive, untouched spot there making her quietly shiver with a thrill of surprise and pleasure. Though she now expected the trail to continue, his finger lifted off just before reaching the ridge of her cunt. “I’m so sorry – I was distracted – I find you very, very distracting Valerie. Let me get your drink” A moment's pause and then the soft sound of glass on glass again. She heard the rustle of him moving from the desk behind her, passing close by her side around the ottoman and stopping in front of her. "Here you go - just a little to begin with...." Valerie wondered what he meant - was she to reach up to take a glass he was holding out for her? She felt a drop on her lip then, the unmistakeable sharp orange zest of Cointreau. It ran down her lip into her slightly open mouth and her tongue caught it in a reflex action. It was an achingly small taste when she felt like gulping down a mouthful to counter the mounting tension she felt with each twist in Gideon's unravelling theatre. "Nice?" She nodded "More" She nodded three times, making him laugh quietly. "OK tiger," he said lightly, the humour in his voice instantly quelling some of the tension she felt and changing it to excitement. Valerie heard the glass on glass sound once more, this time with a swirling tone; it stopped and a moment later she felt a cold, smooth, rounded surface on both her lips, wet with Cointreau. She parted her lips and it moved beyond them, smooth, bulbous, the end of it thicker than the similarly smooth stalk it was attached to. As she closed her mouth around it and sucked gently, the surface filled her mouth now with the taste of the Cointreau. God, that was good! Gideon withdrew the thing slowly and glass on glass followed before it was back on her lips and he spread the dripping liquid over her whole mouth. As her tongue darted out to taste it again it encountered slightly rough skin then softer, firm lips as his mouth met hers and locked it in a deep, orange tinged kiss. A sound welled from her with no hope of being dampened, part sigh, part moan, and on hearing it Gideon pressed his tongue against hers intensifying the kiss they had both imagined many times in their personal daydreams, before breaking away, leaving her open-mouthed. "That Cointreau really is good isn't it?" She only breathed, waiting. "I think I need some more", and Valerie waited, yet again, for the clink of glass on glass, and opened her lips, a smile playing on them. Her sightless, wordless role in the startling encounter made it all the more dreamlike, leaving only smell and sound and touch and taste - a pure concentration of the senses - unravelling her grasp of what was real, what was normal and what was imagining. The clink and the swirl came but a moment later she felt not the cool, wet hardness of the bulb object but of the ottoman shifting and depressing beneath her and the displacement caused her to have to re-adjust and spread her hands and knees a little further apart to keep her balance. This lowering brought her into contact with a faint, warm movement of air, in the area of the front of her neck and shoulders, and she realised the warm sensation she was feeling was Gideon’s breath – that he had slid onto the front of the buttoned leather platform and was now directly underneath her. Valerie felt drunk with desire now, knowing he was only inches away, but that for this performance, he was still pulling the strings and that she needed to give herself to it. Her musings became quickly re-connected to the moment when she felt the wet, cool sphere touch her nipple and spread around it onto her hanging breast. She smelled the citrus activated by the heat of her skin and felt the exhilarating sting of the alcohol on the nerve-filled pink of her nipple. The glassy bulb lifted off and a then touched her other nipple, causing her to shiver again, possibly from the cold on her sensitive skin, possibly from the charge of heat the touch fired from within her. As Gideon connected the object to her second nipple, her first briefly felt cold as he blew gently onto it from underneath but was then suddenly warm as he lifted his mouth to take her nipple fully into it, transforming the cold to hot. Gideon pulled hungrily on her nipple with his lips and swirled his lounge aggressively around it and over her breast where the sweet spirit had been spread. The cold hardness lifted off her second nipple and it too, was then consumed by his breath and mouth, as he supped the drink from her silken skin, driving her further into heady, agonising arousal. Valerie became aware of a cool feeling between her spread legs at the other end of the ottoman and realised her cunt, pointing upwards, was starting to moisten noticeably and she felt the air upon her slickness. She dropped her chest lower, pressing her breast into Gideon’s mouth, not wanting his sweet assault to stop. It did stop though, but she felt his weight shift under her as he slid along its leather, further under her and it was now his breath hitting her oily cleft from underneath. She wanted to scream “Yes…” but held it somehow and controlled it as increasingly shallow breaths pushed from her open mouth. The weight beneath her shifted again, twisting slightly rather than sliding this time, and she heard the clink and swirl that now had the effect of instantly raising her anticipation. The weight shifted back and Valerie felt the warmth of Gideon's breath between her legs, also more urgent now, and she felt the wetness escaping her folds bathed in the warmth of his breath momentarily before being lost in the touch of the unbending and wet glassy bulb onto the ridge of her cunt. Pressing slightly and moved by Gideon upwards and over her swelling clit, it slid back down her pursing lips, stopping just at the edge of the gap between her lips and her rose petal and then back the other way, again, then again. Valerie feared her knees may give way as the alcohol spread a luxurious heat over her cunt . The glassy bulb slid the entire length of her folds, back and forth, quicker and quicker until Gideon's pressure increase slightly which was enough, with her spreading wetness, to break the seal of her outer folds, and the bulb plunged into her. Valerie gasped, her head thrown back impulsively, her long hair arcing in the air above her. "Say it...." His voice was hoarse but firm. Though she felt a desperate need to call out - to give voice to her pleasure, the natural defiance within her told her to resist him, at least for now and to withhold full satisfaction, full control from him. Instead, she dropped her head to find some surface below her to muffle her cry and fell onto the ridged texture of Gideon's towel. Panting into it she felt, alongside her cheek, the elongation of his cock under the overlapped towel and moved her mouth into it, tracing it's rigid length through the towel, from its tip to where it fell away between his parted legs. Gideon drew the bulb out and Valerie felt it pull on her inside skin and then a new rush of friction as he thrust it back in again. She felt its composition fully now, the bulb, the stalk, its length, and realised its shape perfectly matched her internal curvature, pressing, stretching then releasing again. She exhaled with each thrust - "ahh, ahh, ahh...". Her teeth caught at the loops in the towel covering Gideon's hardness and her control evaporated. Opening her mouth, she closed her teeth onto his shape and gripped, causing him to gasp now and his head lifted and pressed against his hand, pushing the bulb deeper into her. Valerie tore at the towel underneath, thrusting her head to one side to throw it off. She felt his cock, wildly hard, spring out of its confinement and up to touch her chin and moving back down, her lips found his shaft. Valerie sank her teeth lightly into it, punishing him for the protracted torture he had put her through, and Gideon cried out in protest. She spared him for now though, opening her mouth wider and pressing the tip of her tongue along his length before finding another bulb, this one also firm but warm and so, so perfectly sized for the mouth which she closed completely around it, swirling her tongue over it and sucking gently. Gideon shifted his hips in response, pushing his cock deeper into Valerie's mouth; she loved the fullness of it, the fullness of Gideon's pleasure as she returned to him what he had so deftly drawn from her. She tightened the grip of her lips and tongue and the tips of her teeth around his pulsing hardness, holding it and drawing up from its base, to its luscious bulb and down the shaft again. Gideon instantly fell into the same rhythm at the other end of the ottoman, with the glassy bulb dancing into and out of her sodden cunt easily now, the motion like the dancing bow of a violin. Valerie felt the wave well within her, breath and the sounds from the back of her throat rising in pitch and frequency. "Say it!" he repeated, but still she resisted, against her instincts and against the building wave. She felt Gideon's hips bucking urgently in a synchronous dance with her mouth, pulling back his cock as she rose, pressing it forward as she fell, and she knew he too was careering towards the precipice of release. She felt his free hand reach around her hips and pull her closer to him from below, his fingers pressing into her rose petal just above the thrusting bulb and pushing her down until she was on his mouth. He released the glassy instrument and let it fall out of her, to grasp her bottom with his other hand also and press her harder onto his mouth. She felt liquid and soft now, the wave spreading further, his lips and tongue, giving and warm in contrast to the bulb's solidity, consuming her cunt. As his tongue found her distended clit and pressed into it, she was lost and the orgasm crashed through her, shuddering with her cry through the room. With the rise of her head to release the sweet agony of that sound, her mouth lavished a final, powerful upward stroke on Gideon’s taut cock, tripping his ecstatic release also, his cry joining hers. She felt his eruptive liquor shoot onto her neck and the tops of her hanging breasts, slipping down and coating them as he convulsed again and again, wordlessly singing too, her song, "ahh, ahh, ahhhhhh...". After all sound had flowed, and all physical impulse had ebbed from them, Gideon slipped quietly along the ottoman and when his face was in line with hers, reached up and slipped off her blindfold. Valerie's shuttered eyes took a few moments to sense the enclosed light within the room but then recognised his face, exhausted and joyous, raindrops of sweat shining upon it in the candlelight, smiling that "we knew it all along, didn't we" smile up at her. Though it was only inches to travel, she bent her fallen shoulders and released elbows and surrendered hips and her whole yielded body to him in a sacrificial kiss that pushed them both deeply into the night's silence. It took longer than they could gauge to drift slowly from the kiss and into the present again. Gideon slid fully off the leather and onto the carpet below, half seated, half slumped against the ottoman. Valerie stretched out all residual tension from her limbs, climbed down and poured herself into his embrace, resting her head into the crook of his shoulder. With her eyes tilted towards the floor she saw a crystal glass, studded with condensation and half full. Beside it, also still glistening, a beautifully honed crescent of glass, pink and violet swathes at its oval, slightly tapered bulbous tip, giving way to flashes of gold and jade and clear glass down its long, curved stalk. It caught the flickering light of the candle on the desk above so perfectly it looked as if the flame was burning within the bulb itself. The shaped it mimicked and evoked was unmistakeable. Valerie picked it up and held it closer up to the light and the flame inside burned even brighter. "Though you've already met," said Gideon, reaching across her for the glass, raising it to her lips, and inundating her mouth finally with the zest of Cointreau, "I should introduce you formally to The...." "Yes...," Valerie said, placing it onto his lips, quietly interrupting him, "Yes....The Tulip".

25 January 2018

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The sheet slips exposing my breast. My eyes close slowly. I can feel my nipples begin to rise as my fingers brush past. In my mind I can see you sitting by the end of the bed, watching, admiring me. A smile plays on my lips. My fingers run slowly along my jaw, down my neck and across my collar bone. The cool air sends goose bumps across my exposed skin, as my hand pushes the sheet back further. You smile. The sheet comes to rest below my navel. My hands run smoothly across my stomach and over my breasts. My nipples ache to be tugged and twisted. In my mind I still see you sitting at the end of the bed watching, urging me to please myself, wanting me to put on a show for you. While my right hand pinches my nipple, tugging and twisting, my other hand reaches down below the sheet. Two fingers touch my thigh, then up further, exploring. My legs part instinctively, allowing better access for my wandering fingers. I kick the sheets off, now on the bed lying exposed before you. My breathing starts to get faster, my breasts raising and falling. Licking my lips, they part slightly allowing me to pant softly, as my fingers run along my pussy, getting coated in my wetness. My nipples are being tantalised by my other hand, pulling and twisting them until they ache. Pushing a finger inside my pussy, I can smell my scent now, it makes me hotter. Another finger is circling my clit slowly, teasing me towards an orgasm. A gasp escapes my lips as I push a second finger into myself, the finger playing with my clit still circles slowly. Tantalisingly slow. You are smiling now, enjoying my show, watching me tease myself. The hand playing with my nipples, slides down my body and starts to play with my clit faster as I push in a third finger. By this time I am panting, getting wrapped up in the feelings of pleasure. The familiar feeling of pressure is growing between my legs causing me to arch my back more and tilt my head back. I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm then stop. Panting heavily I do not move until the feeling has subsided. I start again, faster this time, allowing myself to get lost in the pleasure a second time. My soft panting soon becomes louder groans as I get closer to orgasm again, wanting to push myself over the edge, yet enjoying the exquisite pleasure of denying myself. I stop a second time, waiting longer before starting this time. But when I start again, the pressure builds rapidly as my fingers push in and out. The finger teasing my clit works furiously, causing my hips to start to lift, bucking ever so slightly into my hand. This time I am unable to stop myself, my hips buck more, until the pressure builds to exploding point. With a final thrust of my hips, my muscles cramp and I bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out. I can feel the waves of pleasure run through my muscles, then my whole body relaxes and I let out a contented sigh as I remove my fingers. I bring them up to my mouth and lick them, then suck on them like they were a cock, tasting and enjoying myself. You are at the end of the bed, ready for my next show, still with a smile on your face.

25 January 2018

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On a warm Sunday morning I woke , opened my window, feel sun on my bare breasts, as. I slipped on red , lingerie silk stockings , pair red heels, brushed my hair, gently applied my lipstick wow, there was knock on door, my delivery, a very sexy masculine man, he stared at my breast s, felt them , my nipples aroused, feel his lips tongue , in my mouth, wanted him so badly, tore off his shirt, couldn't wait , into the bedroom , his body was so hot, clung on to him , pleasure , feel his , heart beating , both naked except my heels , digging into the bed, We sipped on champagne,, slept night away ....

25 January 2018

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I have been living and working in Aussie for the last 8 years and now I have started to travel back to Nz for work regularly. On one of my recent trips back to my home town I met a couple (Jack & Sally) that I haven't seen in around 10 years, we had a quick chat is the street and then I was ask if I would like to come around to their place for dinner and catch up that night. I arrived at their place around 6.30 with a couple of bottles of wine to have with our wonderful dinner that Sally had cooked, after a great dinner and some stimulating conversation and a few more bottles of wine Sally lets it slip that she has had a thing for me for a number of years and that she would fantasise about me when she was making love to Jack. Sally is an amazingly beautiful blonde woman with a body that would bring most men to their knees and a women who I have had a secret crush on since the first time I laid eyes on her. Well now you can imagine the images that was going through my mind by hearing what Sally was telling me and all of a sudden I was starting to get very horny. Jack turns to me and says that Sally has wanted to fuck me ever since we first met some 15 years go, I was stunned I didn't know what to say or what to do, I looked at Jack and see him wink at Sally and then the next think I know is that Sally walks over to me and whispers in me ear that Jack says that She has a leave pass tonight and I can do anything I want with her as long as Jack can sit and watch, I had a instant hard on as I to have been wanting to fuck Sally for a number of years. Sally gave me a kiss on the lips and toke me by the hand and lead me to the bedroom, I started ripping Sally's cloths of and I started kissing my way down her neck to her beautiful size C breasts, when i started licking and sucking her hard nipples and she let out a little moan, I then worked my way down to the most perfectly shaved wet pussy, I gave it a little kiss and started to slowly lick around her wet lips, by this time Sally had unsized my pants and was start to suck on my hard cock, she give an amazing blowjob by the way, I then moved on on her very wet pussy she let out a moan when I started to lick her clit and all of a sudden she become even wetter I worked my finger into her pussy and started to massage her G spot and the moans were getting louder, I moved my thumb down and started to rim her ass, that sent her to the moon as her started to orgasm and Sally was saying fuck me fuck me , I pull up and put her legs over my head and started rubbing the head of my cock around her wet pussy, that made her cum even harder, I slowly inched into her very tight pussy with Sally screaming fuck me, I had for gotten that Jack was in the room watching and as I stood up to fuck Sally I saw Jack stroking on the chair in the corner of the room, as I got deeper into Sally's wet pussy I said to Jack to come on over and join in the fun, Jack walked over and put his cock into Sally's mouth, a minute later Jack was cumming all over Sally face, Sally started to scream and then she started to buck wildly, I pulled out of her pussy Sally started to squirt all over me, when she had finished I started to fuck her again I lasted about 30 seconds before I shot my load deep into her pussy witch started her squirting again, what and awesome experience and that I will never forget and what a home coming. I have seen Sally a couple of times since our dinner date and she still has a smile as we talk about it, hopefully we can repeat it some day.

22 January 2018

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I was dating this hot lady a few years ago she was single, late 40s I was mid 40s she had no kids and a killer body she lived in the blue Mountains west of Sydney in a nice little cottage on a battle axe block which was quite secluded, her landlord live in the block adjoining but was far enough away to give us privacy (or so we thought) anyway it was a Friday night in winter and I was going up for the weekend, we had been sending sexy texts all through the day, and I told her to be wearing something sexy for when I arrived, when I got there the door was locked which was unusual so I had to knock, when she opened the door she was standing there in a white basque, stockings and killer heels my cock went hard in an instant, as soon as we closed the door behind us we gave each other a deep sensual kiss, with my hands running all over her body os course after a bit she drops to her knees and slowly unzips me releasing my rock hard cock dripping with pre-cum, she proceeded to take my cock deeper and deeper (deep throating was her thing) while she was blowing me I noticed a shadow outside her window so discretely I pulled her to her feet and pretended to kiss her neck but telling her that I thought someone was spying on us and asked her if she wanted me to sort it out, she kind of sighed and whispered back why don’t we put on a show, wow my cock nearly burst with the thought and she was dripping wet, so we continued like no one was watching so I sat her in a chair and proceeded to tie her arms and legs (we both enjoyed mild bondage) when she was secure I uncupped her perfect boobs and began working on her very hard and erect nipples and teasing her pussy with her vibrator she begged me to stop as she wasn’t ready to cum , so after a while I untied her forcing her to take my cock deep in her mouth again before bending her over the back of the couch and starting to fuck her doggy style she then asked me to fuck her in the ass to which I happily said yes so I began slipping my cock in her ass (always aware we were being watched and giving the peeper a good view of what was going on) whilst fucking her ass I also slipped the vibrator back in her pussy like she was being double fucked, by this tim I was so close to blowing and as I told her she screamed at me to cum in her ass as she was also ready well I can honestly say it was the most mind blowing orgasm of my life, she said hers was pretty intense too, as we were just coming down we also heard a slight moan from outside before the scurrying of feet on the balcony we never knew who it was but we didn’t care as it was so erotic knowing someone was watching you doing something very personal and private, we made love later that night after talking about what we had just experienced which turned us on on many occasions, this is a 100% true story.

22 January 2018

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My new neighbors moved in today and i was ever so excited to invite them to the neighborhood and make some new friends, i heard their car pull up and i moved to my sutdy which sees directly into the kitchen and i heard commotion, very eager to see who my new next door friends would be and i was stunned..... a buxom blonde woman in a pencil black skirt and white shirt with the first few buttons undone (curious to see if they could physically be done up around those round and bouncy breasts), and a tall and musuclar man wiht black hair walked behind her and wrapped his arm around her and they both breathe in a deep and long breath, quickly the man starts to kiss his partners neck and his hands started to trace her body and her head leaned back into him, and her mouth opens and lets out a moan, his hands squeeze her breasts and he aggressively rips her shirt of revealing a lace black bra and her jiggly chest is exposed and she bends herself over the counter top and he slide her skirt off and he starts spanking and biting her bare and peachy ass he pulls her panties off and he puts them in her mouth and he takes off his trousers reveling his long and thick looking cock and he slowly thrusts in and out of her pussy and with each stroke he gets deeper and deeper and he moans become louder, as im watching she looks up and spots me watching her getting an old fashion fucking and as i panic i see a smile go acorss her face and she asks her hubby to look and he gives me a wave and she take off the bra and gives me the "come here" finger............. As i knock on the door, the blonde answers on all fours tongue sticking out, her husband instsntly nods at me and i pull down my pants and in my underwear, she starts licking and biting my bulge and with her teeth she pulls down my undies and my hard cock bounces out and precum flies onto her cheek. her lips automatically wrap them self around my girthy cockand her tongue plays with my mushroom cockhead, her husband returns from upstairs his hands behind his back, he bends behind her and his tongue starts slowly licking her pussy and ass, from clit to ass, he then places a vibrstor on her clit she immediately jolts and tenses up and moans onto my cock the vibrations teasing my shaft, she stops sucking aand screams at the top of her lungs " just take me upstairs and destroy my body, FUCK"

19 January 2018

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