I was halfway through the whiskey when I realized I was stalling. The hotel room was fine—clean, anonymous, the kind of place that forgot you as soon as you checked out. Outside, the country town had already gone quiet. Inside, my phone buzzed with the familiar rhythm of home. My wife answered on the second ring. We talked about the usual things—school schedules, groceries, a leaky tap I’d promised to fix when I got back. My daughters drifted in and out of the call, bright and full of life, telling me small stories that somehow felt very far away. I loved them. Deeply. But when the call ended, the silence that followed felt heavier than it should have. I poured another splash of the Japanese whiskey, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at my phone. The message thread was still open—the one that had seemed like a harmless distraction a few days ago. A bit of flirting. A reminder that I was still… visible. Meeting her hadn’t been part of the plan. And yet, there I was, grabbing my jacket and heading downstairs before I could overthink it. The bar was exactly what you’d expect in a town like this—dim lighting, worn timber, a handful of locals nursing drinks. I spotted them almost immediately. She looked just like her photos, maybe better. Mid-40s, confident without trying too hard, eyes that held yours just a second longer than necessary. There was an ease about her that made everything feel less complicated. Her friend sat beside her—quieter, more reserved, but observant. The kind of person who missed nothing. “Backup,” she said with a small smile as we shook hands. “Hope that’s okay.” “Of course,” I replied. “I appreciate a sensible risk assessment.” That got a laugh, and just like that, the tension eased. I made a run to the bar. Conversation followed. At first it was easy—work, travel, the absurdity of small-town nightlife. But as the second round of drinks settled in, the tone shifted. Her stories started to unfold—places she’d been, people she’d met, moments that felt pulled from another life entirely. There was something intoxicating about it. Not just what she’d done, but how she told it—like the world was something to be experienced fully, without apology. Her friend listened, occasionally rolling her eyes in a way that suggested she’d heard these stories before—but there was affection there too. History. “We’ve known each other since we were kids,” the friend said at one point. “I stayed. She… didn’t.” “Someone had to keep things interesting,” she replied, flashing a grin. “And someone had to stay sensible,” the friend shot back. I found myself caught between them—one grounded, one restless. And somewhere in the middle of it all, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Seen. Not as the dependable one. Not as the fixer of things. Just… as a man. By the third drink, I realized I didn’t want the conversation to end. “Do you want to continue this somewhere quieter?” I heard myself say, before I’d fully decided to. There was a glance between them. A silent conversation. Then a nod. The drive back to the hotel was strangely calm. The friend insisted on driving, practical as ever. The conversation softened, but didn’t fade—just shifted into something more intimate, more deliberate. When we got to my room, I turned to the friend, expecting that this was where she’d bow out. Instead, she leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with a faint, unreadable expression. “I’ll stay for a bit,” she said. “If that’s alright.” It felt a flash of relief.. to continue the amazing night but put off the seemingly unavoidable intimate turn. “Of course,” I replied. I set my glass down on the counter. “I’m going to grab a quick shower. Make yourselves comfortable. There’s whiskey there if you want it.” “Don’t take too long,” she said lightly. I smiled, but inside my thoughts were anything but steady. Under the water, everything caught up with me. What am I doing? This wasn’t supposed to be more than a drink. A conversation. A small, harmless boost to a part of me that had been quiet for too long. But now… I stood there longer than I needed to, letting the water run, trying to sort out whether I was crossing a line—or had already crossed it the moment I walked into that bar. When I finally stepped out, I dried off slowly, deliberately. Pulled on a soft T-shirt, light pants. Something comfortable. Something neutral. As if that would somehow keep things from going too far. I stood there for a second longer than necessary, palms against the tiles, head bowed. My thoughts weren’t lining up neatly anymore. This was supposed to be a drink. A story to tell myself on the drive home. Proof that I still had something. Instead, there was a woman in my room and a chaperone likely getting ready for the signal to leave... My hand paused on the bathroom door handle. Then I opened it. The shift hit me before I fully saw it. The lights were lower. Not dramatically—but enough. Enough that shadows softened edges, that the room felt smaller, more intimate. The whiskey was open. Two glasses—no, three now—sat on the table. And them. They weren’t sitting as they were at the bar. Shoes were off, hair was let down and they were closer. Much closer. The “security detail” had dissolved somewhere between the first pour and the second. Her friend—the careful one, the steady one—wasn’t holding herself at a distance anymore. The posture had changed. Shoulders relaxed. Guard down. She looked… awake in a different way. And the woman I’d come to meet—she looked exactly like someone who knew this was the moment everything tipped. Neither of them spoke right away. They just looked at me. Not politely. Not curiously. Intentionally. My throat felt dry all of a sudden. “Well,” I said, attempting something light, “I leave for ten minutes…” Her smile was slow. Measured. “And we get bored easily,” she replied. Her friend let out a quiet laugh, but her eyes stayed on me. “You did say to help ourselves.” I stepped further into the room, the door clicking shut behind me louder than it should have. Every small movement felt amplified now. The shift of weight, the sound of fabric, the faint clink of glass as one of them set it down. “Looks like I missed part of the evening,” I said. “Maybe,” the first woman said softly. “Or maybe you’re right on time.” That landed differently. There was a space between us—only a few steps—but it felt like something you had to choose to cross. I hesitated. Not out of fear exactly. Just… awareness. Of where this could go. Of the version of myself I’d been an hour ago versus the one standing here now. Her friend noticed. Of course she did. “You’re thinking too much,” she said, her tone calm, almost gentle. Not teasing. Not pushing. Just… certain. “Occupational hazard,” I replied. “Or lifelong habit,” she countered, tilting her head slightly. That one hit closer than I expected. The other woman leaned forward just a little, elbows resting on her knees, eyes never leaving mine. “You don’t have to figure out the whole night,” she said. “Just the next step.” Silence stretched—but it wasn’t empty. It was full of small things. Breathing. Glances. The faint warmth of whiskey in the air. I took that step. Then another. Close enough now to feel the heat of them, to see the subtle changes in expression—the way confidence and curiosity and something else entirely were all blending together. Her friend shifted slightly, making space—but not moving away. An invitation without words. “You know,” I said quietly, “I almost didn’t come down tonight.” “Mm,” she murmured. “That would’ve been a shame.” Her friend’s voice was softer now too. “You came for a conversation.” “Yeah.” “And found one,” she said. “Just… not the kind you expected.” I let out a breath that felt like it had been building all evening. “That seems to be a theme.” They both smiled at that—but differently. One familiar. One newly discovered. I reached for the glass on the table, more for something to do with my hands than anything else. Took a small sip. Set it back down. Neither of them looked away. The distance between us was gone now, but the tension hadn’t broken. It had tightened. Refined. Turned into something deliberate. Her hand moved—just slightly—resting closer to mine. Not touching. Not yet. “Still deciding?” she asked. I shook my head slowly. “No,” I said. “Just… taking it in.” Her friend’s expression softened, but there was an unmistakable spark behind it now. “Good,” she said. “Because we already decided something while you were in there.” I raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” She held my gaze as she answered. “That you weren’t just passing through tonight.” A beat. “And that neither were we.” The words settled into the room, into me. Whatever hesitation I’d brought out of that shower—it didn’t disappear. But it shifted. Turned into anticipation instead. And as I stood there, between two women who now felt fully present, fully engaged in the same unfolding moment, one thing became clear: This wasn’t accidental anymore. This was chosen.

16 April 2026

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The bus wasn’t supposed to break down. That’s what made it perfect. Somewhere halfway between Cairns and Townsville, the engine coughed, shuddered, and died like it had just given up on life entirely. No warning, no dramatic buildup—just heat, silence, and the slow realization that everyone was stranded in the middle of nowhere. Red dirt. Scrubby trees. Air thick enough to drink. You stepped off first, stretching, rolling your shoulders, pretending you weren’t already a little thrilled by the chaos. There’s something about being stuck—no schedule, no expectations—that loosens people up. That’s when you noticed them. Leaning against the side of the bus, arms folded, sunglasses hiding their eyes but not the way they were watching everything. Watching you. Not subtle. Not shy. Interesting. A couple of other passengers drifted off into the shade, complaining, checking their phones like reception was magically going to appear if they tried hard enough. But you stayed near the bus, near them, feeling that strange electric pull that happens when two strangers silently agree something’s about to happen. “You look way too calm for someone stuck in the middle of nowhere,” they said, voice low, amused. You shrugged. “Depends who you’re stuck with.” A pause. A smirk. “Careful,” they replied. “That almost sounded like an invitation.” The heat pressed in around you both, heavy and slow, like time itself had decided to take the afternoon off. Sweat traced down your back, your neck. You could feel their gaze follow it, unashamed. There was no rush. That was the dangerous part. You started walking, not even checking if they’d follow. Of course they did. A narrow dirt track led away from the road—probably nothing more than a service path—but it curved just enough to break line of sight with the bus. Just enough to feel private without being completely reckless. You stopped when the silence settled in. They came up beside you, close enough now that you could feel the heat radiating off their skin, smell that mix of sun, salt, and something unmistakably human. “You always wander off with strangers?” they asked. “Only the ones who stare too much.” That got a laugh—low, genuine. “And if I said I wasn’t staring?” You turned slightly, just enough that your shoulders brushed. “Then I’d say you’re a terrible liar.” That was the moment everything shifted. Not sudden. Not explosive. Just… closer. Their hand brushed yours—accidental, maybe. Or maybe not. Fingers grazing, lingering just a second longer than necessary. Enough to test the line. You didn’t pull away. That was all the permission they needed. The tension tightened, like a wire pulled just before it snaps. You could feel it in the way they leaned in slightly, in the way your breath slowed without you meaning it to. “You’re trouble,” they murmured. “Only if you keep following me.” “Not planning on stopping.” Good. Somewhere back on the road, someone shouted. A door slammed. Reality tried to intrude. Neither of you moved. It’s funny how fast a moment can turn into something else entirely. One second you’re strangers killing time, the next you’re standing too close, saying things that don’t really need words anymore. Their hand found your arm this time—deliberate. Slow. Sliding just enough to make your skin react, to send that quiet, dangerous spark through your chest. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. “Still calm?” they asked. “Getting there.” Another half-step closer. Now there was no space left between you that didn’t feel intentional. The world shrank down to heat and breath and the faint rustle of dry leaves. “This is a bad idea,” you said softly. “Yeah,” they agreed. Neither of you moved away. You never even got their name. Didn’t need it. Because some things only exist in moments—caught between places, between decisions, between who you are and who you feel like being when no one’s watching. By the time the bus engine finally roared back to life, you were already walking back separately. No lingering looks. No promises. Just that quiet, shared understanding—something happened out there. Something real, even if it only lasted an hour. As you climbed back aboard, you caught their reflection in the window. A small smile. Barely there. Same as yours. And just like that— Gone

15 April 2026

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It was the early 2000s, a time when the internet still felt like a separate world—slow, private, and slightly mysterious. I was twenty-two, curious and open to experiences that stretched beyond the familiar rhythm of everyday life. Six months earlier, I had connected with an American couple through an adult-oriented website. What began as casual messages soon turned into long email exchanges that arrived at odd hours—sometimes playful, sometimes thoughtful, always carrying a sense of growing familiarity. Over time, Cathy and Greg stopped feeling like strangers and became something closer to an anticipated story unfolding across distance. They told me they were planning a trip to Melbourne. When they arrived, the suggestion came through email rather than a public meeting place: their hotel on St Kilda Road. The simplicity of it made the moment feel more direct, more immediate. I remember standing in the city that afternoon, the air heavy with heat, wondering what exactly I was walking toward. The hotel lobby was cool and quiet, a contrast to the bright Melbourne sun outside. I took the lift up, watching the numbers rise slowly, each floor tightening the feeling in my chest. When I reached their room, I paused for a moment before knocking. The door opened almost immediately. Cathy stood there first—confident, composed, and unhesitating. She looked stunning and incredibly attractive wearing a black top the accentuated her ample breasts and a shirt leather mini skirt. She greeted me with an easy familiarity that instantly softened the tension of the moment. Greg appeared just behind her, relaxed and welcoming, as though this meeting was simply the continuation of something already underway. They were both nearly twenty years older than me, and that difference was noticeable—not in a way that created distance, but in the quiet assurance they carried. They seemed settled in themselves, comfortable in ways I was still learning to be. Their suite was softly lit. A cricket match played on the television, the steady rhythm of commentary and crowd noise filling the room in a way that felt distinctly Australian and oddly grounding. Outside the windows, St Kilda Road stretched away into the late afternoon heat. Greg offered me a chair and a drink which I gladly accepted while he and Cathy settled casually on the bed. The arrangement felt natural rather than staged, and conversation began easily—first about the city, then about their trip, and soon about places they had explored. Cathy spoke about Sunnyside Nude Beach with an easy openness, describing it as calm and freeing rather than provocative. Greg added that they had spent the entire day there, surprised by how relaxed and ordinary it felt once they were there. “We thought it would feel unusual,” Cathy admitted with a small smile, “but after a while, it just felt like being close to the ocean in the simplest way.” They also spoke about Chapel Street—its energy, its mix of style and nightlife, the way it contrasted with the quiet of the beach. Listening to them, I felt like I was seeing Melbourne again through fresh eyes, even though I had lived there all my life. The afternoon heat lingered inside the room, and after a while Cathy suggested I might be more comfortable without my shirt. It was said casually, without emphasis, simply acknowledging the warmth of the space. I hesitated briefly before agreeing, folding it aside as the conversation continued uninterrupted. Cathy seemed pleased that I had agreed to this. Nothing about the moment felt rushed. Instead, it unfolded in a slow rhythm—talk, pauses, laughter, the sound of cricket commentary rising and falling like background music. Cathy and Greg remained relaxed, occasionally exchanging glances or small smiles that suggested a shared ease with each other and with the situation. Cathy’s presence in particular carried a quiet confidence that shaped the atmosphere of the room, subtle but unmistakable. As the afternoon moved forward, the conversation moved onto their recent visit to Sydney and in particular Oxford Street mentioning that they enjoyed shopping there and even bought the black leather mini skirt she was wearing from there. I commented that it looked really good on her. Cathy then stood up walked across to me and asked me feel the quality and as I did the skirt lifted up ever so slightly to reveal Cathy had no underwear and her freshly shaven pussy came into my full view. I was shocked and excited all at the same time. I felt an instant reaction in between my legs getting very hard. I couldn’t control myself and blurted out Wow that looks nice and ask Cathy can I touch it? Cathy said of course so I rubbed my middle finger ever so slightly across the lips of her pussy. They were moist and wet Cathy could see that I was rock hard so she grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the bed. I removed my shorts and underwear one movement and lay on the bed with my head in between Cathy’s legs. Greg was helped Cathy out of all of her clothes. I started to lick Cathy‘s pussy and was totally oblivious that Greg was even there. Cathy moaned and said Oh my God you can do that all day if you like which in my mind I was more than happy to. I think I spent a good 15 minutes enjoying the taste and moistness of Cathy’s pussy. I looked up and Greg was laying on the bed naked, lying sideways watching his wife being devoured by myself. He was jerking off. Cathy looked down at me and said I really want you to fuck me now I didn’t need to be asked twice. I moved up next to her and placed my rock hard penis against her very wet pussy lips and slid in whilst I looked straight into the eyes of Cathy and Greg. Cathy was a great lover she would reach down and cup my balls as I was climaxing which allowed me to maintain the hardness to go again. After a long session we both lay on the bed naked in a lovingly close embrace feeling slightly sweaty. Greg got up and got us both a drink and some fruit from a fruit platter. When I finally left, the transition felt almost abrupt. Greg shook my hand warmly, and Cathy offered a smile that was both familiar and unreadable in its depth—like a memory already forming even as it was happening. Back in the cool air of Melbourne, the city felt sharper, louder, more ordinary. But the experience lingered—not as a sequence of events, but as a mood, a feeling, a suspended moment in time that I couldn’t quite place into words. Even later, what stayed with me wasn’t anything specific, but the atmosphere: the heat of the day, the quiet comfort of the room, the cricket playing in the background, and the sense that for a few hours, I had stepped outside of my usual world into something softer, slower, and strangely unforgettable.

15 April 2026

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I am a delivery driver around Adelaide. Just after Xmas I had a delivery of an outdoor setting to Burnside 6 chairs 1 flat pack table. I arrived at the address and knocked on the door. A lady answered wearing a tiny red dressing gown probably in her mid forties. Had a nice body and smallish firm tits which I caught a glimpse of as I was chatting to her. She saw me looking and just smiled. I took the chairs and table round the back to her verandah trying to hide my stiffening cock as I kept looking at her tits and arse. She said her husband was out so would I mind putting the table together for her. Well of course I said yes. Took around 20mins and I was under the table tightening the last couple of screws when she pulled up a chair and sat down right in front of my face and spread her legs. Well there in front of me was a nice smooth pussy and it looked wet. I took the hint and immediately started liking at it working my tounge up to her clit,well she moaned and came I continued licking and sucking her clit making her cum again before putting my tounge deep inside her pussy. I was eating her pussy for around 15min then she reached under the table grabbed my head and shoved it deeper into her crutch my tounge wend even deeper in her pussy then she moaned and squirted into my mouth it was an awesome sensation. She then pulled her chair back stood up and said thankyou I think my husband can manage the rest. As the table was all put together I assumed the rest was for him to come home and fuck her lucky man. I got up said thank you and left. Wishing for more of those kinds of deliveries

13 April 2026

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I had a dream once. I was naked in the bush (as I so love to be!) being lewd and bestial, pooing and pissing like a primal animal. Walking down a trail I came upon a small clearing and a naked man sitting on the end of a log, this legs wide apart and his rigid penis pointing forward like a lance, as it soon would be. He spotted me and started to stroke his cock and I approached him, said nothing (nor did he) and I got on my hands and knees, displaying my anus, wiggling my little bottom for his entertainment. Then I backed up to him, gyrating my bottom until my anus found the tip of his cock. By chance the pre-cum dribbling from his cock provided lubrication and I impaled myself on it, slowly backing up to prong it further into into my anus and taking all of it slowly into my rectum. Then slow thrusting, out then in, out then in, gripping my anus tightly around his cock on the out stroke, like sucking on it as I pulled forward. But then he suddenly grasped my hips, dismounted from the log and knelt behind me and proceeded to thoroughly fuck me. Then a finale – deeply pronging me with his cock throbbing as he pumped its hot load into me. Then I woke up. Damn!

12 April 2026

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This all happened two years ago in another state: I noticed them before they noticed me. It was the kind of café where people linger—half-finished coffees, laptops left open, conversations stretching longer than intended. I’d been there long enough to stop pretending I had somewhere else to be. They sat across from each other near the window. Close, but not quite connected. Their conversation flowed easily, but there was something about it that felt rehearsed—like they knew all the right things to say, just not how to mean them anymore. I wouldn’t have thought about them twice. Except she looked up. It was quick—just a passing glance—but there was something unguarded in it. Curious. Present. Gone a second later, but not before it registered. A few minutes later, he followed her gaze. That one wasn’t accidental. I looked away first. There’s a moment, when eye contact lingers too long between strangers, where it either becomes something—or it collapses under its own weight. I wasn’t sure which direction this would go. They decided. “Sorry,” she said, stepping over with a small, almost self-conscious smile. “This might sound strange, but… have we seen you here before?” It was an easy opening. A safe one. I shook my head. “First time I am not from here” She laughed softly. “Then that’s embarrassing.” “It doesn’t have to be,” I said. “Seems like a good place to come back to.” He joined her then—more measured, but open enough. “We didn’t mean to interrupt.” “You didn’t,” I said. “I was just sitting here pretending to look busy.” That got a genuine laugh out of him. And just like that, it started. What should’ve been a brief exchange turned into something longer. Easier. They pulled up chairs without really deciding to, and suddenly we were sharing a table like it had always been the plan. At some point, names came up. They introduced themselves as Sarah and John—names that felt real enough in the moment, even if later I’d think of them as softened, simplified… offered more for privacy than precision. It suited them. We talked about ordinary things at first. The coffee. The area. Where we’d come from, loosely defined. The kind of conversation people use to test the edges of a connection. But it didn’t stay there. Sarah asked questions that lingered. Not intrusive—just thoughtful enough that they required more than surface-level answers. John spoke less, but when he did, it felt deliberate, like he weighed what mattered before saying it. I matched them without really thinking about it. Gave just enough. Held just enough back. When Sarah suggested a walk, it didn’t feel spontaneous. It felt like the natural next step. “The beach is just down the road,” she said. “Feels like a waste not to.” John glanced at me, not hesitant—just checking. “If you’ve got time.” “I do,” I said. Outside, the air had softened into late afternoon. The kind of light that stretches everything just a little longer than it should. We walked side by side, conversation loosening, shifting into something less structured. On the sand, things changed. Not all at once. Just enough. The openness of it—the ocean, the quiet, the absence of walls—made everything feel less contained. Sarah drifted slightly ahead at times, turning back to pull us into whatever she was saying. John stayed closer, quieter, but more direct when he spoke. That’s when I saw it. Not distance between them—but space. Not empty. Just… unattended. The kind of space that used to hold something important. We stayed longer than we needed to. Let the conversation stretch, let the pauses exist without filling them. By the time the sun dipped lower, it felt like we’d skipped steps—like we’d known each other longer than we had. Sarah was the one who shifted things. “We’re staying just up the road,” she said, gesturing loosely. “An Airbnb.” John didn’t interrupt. “It’s nothing special,” she added, a little too casually. “But… if you wanted to keep talking…” She left it there. She didn’t need to finish. I looked at John. That was the moment that mattered—not the invitation itself, but the silence around it. The unspoken question. The absence of resistance. He met my eyes and gave the smallest nod. Not encouragement. Not reluctance. Just… openness. I could have said no. I didn’t which I am quite thankful for, “Yeah,” I said. “I’d like that.” The walk back was quieter. Not uncomfortable—just more aware. Like we all understood something had shifted, even if we hadn’t named it. The Airbnb was simple. Clean. Temporary. Sarah moved first—offering a drink, filling the space with small gestures. John lingered for a second before settling in. I stayed where I was, taking in not the room, but them. The way they existed together. This wasn’t really about me. I could feel that now. Sarah handed me a glass. “Thanks,” I said. Our fingers brushed. She didn’t pull away. Neither did I. Something shifted. Subtle. Unspoken. But real. I glanced at John as I really wanted to be sure that this was ok or whether we were overstepping some boundaries. He was watching—not tense, not surprised and just smiled. That mattered. Sarah stepped closer, just slightly. Enough to close the space that had been lingering all day. “Do you want another drink?” she asked softly. “No,” I said. She nodded once. Then she leaned in. The kiss wasn’t rushed. It carried everything that had built since the café—the curiosity, the pauses, the quiet awareness that this had been moving somewhere from the beginning. My hand found hers, then her arm, the warmth of her skin grounding the moment. She moved closer without hesitation, her body settling against mine like it belonged there. When we paused, it was only to breathe. I looked at John again. He met my gaze, steady. There was something clear in it now—not distance, not discomfort. Understanding. Sarah reached down and lightly let her fingers brush across the front of my pants. My excitement was difficult to conceal and appeared unfazed by it. She didn’t rush. Her movements stayed unhurried, deliberate, her warmth close, her presence fully there. It wasn’t about urgency—it was about connection, about letting something unfold at its own pace. I lost myself in the moment and in a blur with that fully recalling how Sarah had me standing there fully naked whilst they were still there fully clothed. When I’ve realised this I looked at John hoping that he was okay with this, he just smiled holding his drinking his hand raising it slightly which calmed my nerves. Sarah then moved in closer to me kissing me passionately I’ll let my hands caress her back down her spine to her rear. Her body was warm. I started to feel under her top. Her skin was smooth and silky. She removed her top and bra revealing her beautiful breasts. It wasn’t long again it’s was like a blur as I don’t remember how the rest of her clothes came off but we ended up on the bed both naked with our bodies intertwined. I could feel the warmth of her body all over mine. It felt like heaven she moved herself down my body and slowly tease the tip of my penis with her tongue. It wasn’t long until her mouth enveloped me. I could not believe this was happening but I was thankful at the same time this was chance meeting. For me to choose that coffee shop on that particular day who would thought it would lead to the now. This wasn’t my first time being part of a threesome with a couple but this is probably the most organic and natural way that this is ever happened. Whilst Sarah was sucking me I could feel myself reaching climax so I asked her to stop because I wanted to repay her the favour. We swapped positions and I went down on Sarah. Her pussy was beautiful and sweet the sight of her moving around in please really turned me on.John who was still fully clothed lay down next to me and we each took turns of pleasuring Sara with our tongues. Sara was quite vocal and appeared to enjoy what we’re both doing. She was demanding more and wanted me to as she put it “fuck her”. I didn’t need to be asked twice sliding into Sarah. I looked up at John whilst sliding in and he was standing in there in the corner of the room still fully clothed however he had unzipped his fly of his pants and holding his cock jerking off at a steady pace. He appeared to be enjoying seeing his wife or partner. I never knew at the time but found out later they had been happily married for 10 years. Lovemaking with Sarah felt deep and connected. It felt familiar to me yet new. We spent the next three hours in bed both of us reaching climax a number of times. John spent time jerking off on the corner. He managed to find himself a chair so he was more comfortable sitting down watching his wife in a sitting down watching his wife in three hour long lovemaking session with a total stranger. He alternated between watching the TV and returning to watching for another jerk off session. In the afterglow Sarah lay together in bed holding each other close, her presence warm and comforting. No one tried to explain it. There wasn’t a need to. I lay back for a moment, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, replaying how easily it could have gone another way. A café. A glance. A conversation that should have ended. But didn’t. And now, whatever this was—whatever it meant—existed because none of us had chosen to look away.

12 April 2026

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I want to kiss you, you see it in my eyes, and your lips open, just a little as you reach up and touch my face, as you draw me towards your soft glistening eyes, I feel your soft warm breathe against my face, I see your moist lips quiver in anticipation as you feel my firm hand slide across your soft neck and cup your head as you arch your back, you feel my other warm hand slide to the base off your back, our hot breathe quickens as are lips touch as I pull you against my chest, and your soft lips open against my gentle pressure, the pressure increases as we give into the heat racing through our bodies, as we both give into our desire to feel the heat of our breathe, as our tongues meet sparking some uncontrolled desire to give into the need we felt for each other when we first met, our tongues are instinctively entwined around themselves with a growing sinuous motion following each other as we open up to the passion, that feels so right the deeper and closer we pull against each other, we don’t even hear the outside world as we explore the depths off our growing need to melt into each other’s arms, our bodies reacting to the uncontrollable need, created by our mouths naturally follow each other’s motion, tongues flicking and teasing in unison, you feel so light as I pull you up into my arms, you softly moan, it sends a charge through my body as you wrap your arms around my broad shoulders, they slide to my neck, your nails graze my neck you feel me quiver and thrust with total need against your tongue and soft lips, as you finish my thought.

10 April 2026

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One day As a wife, I never expected a simple day at the beach to turn into something I would never forget. It started with just my husband and me escaping to a quiet, hidden stretch of sand, far away from everything. We swam, laughed, and enjoyed the freedom of being alone together. While in the water, we met a friendly, attractive stranger. What began as light conversation slowly turned into something more charged, something unspoken that I could feel building in the air. My husband stayed close, watching in silence, his presence steady but intense, as if he already sensed the direction the day was taking. As the sun lowered and the world felt distant, I found myself caught between curiosity and thrill, between my husband’s gaze and the stranger’s attention. In that moment, everything felt new, daring, and unforgettable—like stepping into a version of myself I had never met before. It was a fun day never expected my husband would accept me getting fucked by a stranger☺️. As he was happy watching quietly and stroking his penis. I would like to try this again while my husband watch me getting fucked really hard as i enjoy him watching me.

10 April 2026

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This story is from many years ago. I was freshly single after coming out of a long term relationship and was just enjoying myself and not looking for anything serious. Luckily I’d found other people in a similar situation. On this particular day it was a warm spring afternoon a friend had come around to catch up and also to, in her words, ‘fuck’. When I opened the door to her she looked stunning. I could see she had on a short skirt with a tight white singlet type top with red bra sticking out of it. Looking down she had matching red stockings on. We kissed passionately and she came inside. I got us drinks and we sat chatting and catching up. I was sitting opposite her and could now see her matching red suspender belt holding up her stockings. As we chatted we were also flirting and teasing each other. Tina was enjoying moving and teasing me and I could see the stockings and garter led up to a sheer lacey g-string. She kept flashing me with a dirty grin on her face. A couple of time whilst we chatted she reached down putting her hand on her pussy and rubbing it asking me “is this what you want?” She loved teasing me. My manhood was stirring both at the visual and her question. But we kept drinking and catching up. We never rushed as we always had long sessions which usually resulted in her staying over. After about half a hour of this we were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. I wasn’t expecting anyone so excused myself and went to answer the door making sure my tshirt was covering the semi I had. I opened the door to be greeted by Helen another friend of mine, but who I wasn’t expecting. Without thinking I invited her in. ‘Fuck what have I done?’ Was racing through my head. You see both women knew each other however neither knew I was fucking the other one. Tina would be fine with it as she knew I had other lovers. But not Helen, this wasn’t going to be cool with her. You see Tina was a very sex confident person and very openly talked about sex. Helen was much more reserved and much preferred a slower more sensual time. I decided there was nothing I could do so I offered her a drink and told her that Tina was in the lounge as she too had dropped in for a coffee. To which Helen said, “that’s fine but you need to get rid of her as I’ve come for a fuck!” I’d guessed that already as tats why she usually just dropped in but was not normally that forward. ‘Shit what do I do now?’ Raced through my head. I finished making her a coffee and we went to the lounge to join Tina. Helen sat on the couch next to Tina and I was opposite them. Looking at them both still wondering what the fuck I do. Tina was being very evil and kept flashing her red g-string at me. We chatted and drank all the time both women signalling me to get rid of the other one. Helen excused herself to use the toilet and again signalled to me to get rid of Tina as she walked off. Once she’d left the room Tina came over and we made out passionately. She told me she was ready to go and needed me to find a way to get rid of Helen. While we made out she was rubbing my cock and making me hard. We heard Helen coming back so she stopped and went back to the couch. Helen again joined her on the couch and now it was her turn to wind me up. She too was wearing a short skirt and when she sat she deliberately flashed her naked pussy to me. Wow I could see she was freshly waxed, which explained why she was so horny as she always came over after being waxed as it made her horny. We all kept chatting with me hiding my hard on as both women kept sneakily flashing me. Eventually Tina went to the toilet and again as she left she motioned to me to get rid of Helen. This time it was Helen who came over and we made out. She had her hand rubbing my cock which she was pleased to feel was already hard. I took the opportunity to run one hand up her thigh to her naked pussy. I could feel how warm it was and so started to tease her clit. She was very ready for some attention. She stopped kissing me and told me to hurry up and get rid of Tina as she needed a fuck! I kept teasing her clit and she was gently writhing on my fingers. Her hand on my cock felt so good and I was lost in the enjoyment. We were interrupted suddenly by Tina’s voice, “Well Helen I hope you’re willing to share him!” This made us both jump and stop kissing and Helen took her hand off of my cock. It was to late, we were busted as Tina was standing right behind Helen. “Don’t stop I’m enjoying watching!” She continued to say with a giggle in her voice. My hand was still on Helen’s pussy with my fingers teasing her clit, her face showed she was shocked but she hadn’t moved away or tried to stop me so I kept teasing her clit. To my surprise she leant down and started kissing me again. Tina moved around to the other side of my chair and lifted her skirt exposing her sweet and clearly wet pussy which no longer had her g-string covering, “play with me too, tease my cunt!” So with my other hand I reached out and started playing with her clit. She started kissing and biting my neck as I played with them both. Her hand reached down and joined Helen’s which had returned to rubbing my cock and balls. The girls were now taking it in turns to kiss me. Both girls pussies were grinding on my hands and I could feel how wet they both were. I decided to try and slide my fingers into Helen, she was aroused enough and it was fairly easy so i started to finger fuck her pussy. She stopped kissing me so Tina took the opportunity to take over. I then with my other hand started to part Tina’s pussy lips and slid two fingers into her pussy which was also wet enough to allow this. I now had fingers inside both girls pussies and was gently fucking them. Tina leant in but this time instead of kissing me she leant over towards Helen and kissed her, which to my surprise Helen didn’t shy away from. As they kissed Tina was undoing my pants and pulled my cock out. There I was exposed to them both very hard from their attention. They finished kissing and Tina said to Helen, “I want to see you suck that!” Helen moved so that I had to stop playing with her and knelt on the floor. She moved forward and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking. Tina did just watch Helen sucking me as I kept finger fucking her pussy. Tina commented on how good Helen looked sucking my cock. Then she too moved away stopping me from playing with her and she knelt on the floor also and started to help Helen suck my cock. I was looking down and watching the two of them licking and sucking my cock together. My hottest memory from that moment was watching both tongues either side of my knob and working it over until they touched and intertwined with each other. It was so sexy to see as well as feel. After a while of that I asked Helen to stop and stand up and put one foot up on the arm of the chair. I then lent down and started to lick and suck on her pussy. It was all too awkward and it was then that Tina suggested we should move to my room. Once in my room I was busy making out with Helen and we were undressing each other while Tina watched and undressed herself. Once we were all naked the girls got me to lay on the bed and they both resumed sucking my cock. After a few minutes Tina stopped and came and straddled my face so I could lick her pussy. She too was freshly shaved and my tongue soon started to explore her pussy lips and clit. She was moaning and talking dirty as I licked her. She told Helen to join her and climb on and ride me. Helen did as was suggested and straddled my cock before sliding onto me and slowly started riding me. Tina seemed to be enjoying being in charge and Helen was happily doing as she was told. I couldn’t really see but knew by the sounds that the girls were making out as they both rode my tongue and cock. For the next hour or so we all fucked and sucked in lots of different ways. Including me fucking the girls doggy while they licked the other girls pussy. Me fucking only one of them while the other one watched and played with themselves. My first orgasm of the session was while Helen was on her back and I was fucking her mouth as Tina had instructed. At the same time Tina was licking Helen’s pussy. Tina knew I was close to coming and told me to blow in Helen’s mouth. That was all I needed and did blow my load. Once I’d finished my orgasm I laid down and Tina stopped licking her pussy and moved to make out with Helen. Both girls knew I could always go again straight away. So Helen climbed on top of me again and started to ride me. Tina had at some point got a toy and was playing with herself while watching Helen fuck me and was talking dirty to us as she did. Helen had several more orgasms and I could feel myself getting close to cumming. Both of them made it clear they wanted me to come. Soon enough as she kept grinding down on me I blew my load with Helen having another orgasm herself. As our orgasms subsided she climbed off and laid next to me. Then reality partly how with Helen looking at her watch and swearing as she had planned for a quickly and had to get to work. So she asked to grab a shower. While she was in the shower Tina got me hard again and we continued on our own. When Helen came out of the ensuite I was already fucking Tina again. Helen came and kissed me goodbye and said not to stop and thanked me before leaving. Tina and I did fuck for more of the arvo until it was time for dinner. I did continue to see both ladies but Helen made it clear that what happened was a very enjoyable one off. But the memories of that session have stuck with me.

10 April 2026

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I was staying over at my friends house, set up in their guest bedroom. We had said goodnight and I was trying to go to sleep. Just before I was about to doze off, I heard a female voice moaning from down the hall. I froze, knowing exactly what it was but not believing it could be. The moaning was rhythmic and load with a few “fucks” thrown in there. It turned me on almost immediately, feeling my cock growing. I started stroking to the moans, imagining them fucking only a couple rooms away. That’s when I got curious. If I can hear them did they forget to close the door? I slowly and quietly opened my door, poking my head around the door as well as my other head. The moaning was so much louder in the hallway. I slowly and carefully walked along the carpet to the two master bedroom doors. As I suspected it wasn’t closed properly, one door slightly ajar. I got as close as I could without touching the door and looked through the gap. I saw my friends mum riding her husband hard. Bouncing on top of him, her naked back and long hair rising and falling with her moans. Her perfectly toned, petite body dominating her husbands cock. Her peachy ass slapping on his big legs and groin every time she impaled herself on his cock. His grunting was softer but deep and masculine. Although she was doing most of the work, she was in bliss. As I watched this erotic show, I couldn’t help but pull out my cock and stroke. My breaths shallow as I jerked my rock hard cock to the site before me. I was transfixed on them and started thinking of my younger cock inside her mature, MILF pussy. I almost wanted to be caught so that I could see more of her sexy naked body, and fantasied about being asked to fuck her by her husband. In what seemed like a split second, I was going to cum. The site was too much, the thoughts sending me over the edge. I came hard spurting ropes in my hand but some dribbled out onto the floor. I panicked internally but snuck backwards to the bathroom back down the hall to clean myself up. The moans continued, making me harder almost immediately. I went back to my bed and jerked off again. I often think about that night and how sexy the sights and sounds were. They never mentioned the cum I left on the carpet in the hallway but I like to imagine if they found it, they would know what had happened and be as turned on as me.

8 April 2026

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The chains rattled on my wrists, my body tensing as my hearing picked up the sounds of his movements. I swallowed hard, then gasped as he took a fistful of my hair in one large hand. He tugged. My head tilted. I groaned as my depths tightened. All I could do was clench my fists around my chains and bite my lip. His smirk was audible. A few easy movements of his free hand snapped open my jeans. I shivered at the icy touch of his fingers. His chin pressed into my shoulder, his securing hand forcing me to meet his orangey-golden gaze. I was completely at the mercy of his probing touch, getting progressively wetter. My eyelids shuddered and I moaned more. He smirked. “Music,” he prided. “Perfect music.” He started playing me so bad... I breathed hard, my chest heaving beneath my white top. Staring him in the eyes felt like a dare. Dangerous and stupid. He could so easily break me with little more than a flinch. Another swallow bolstered my courage. “How do you do this to me?” I managed to stay even voiced. He chuckled, forcefully holding me still and leaning my face close. “Because you want me to. Your body is aching for it.” I couldn’t deny it, so I said nothing. His fingers flexed. I moaned desperately, biting my lip. “I wonder,” he mewed, pressing his lips to my throat, “how long until you’re begging me to be inside you?” I tried to be defiant. “I... I can last longer than last time...” “After all this time apart?” He shook his head. “Oh, my love, I really would be surprised.” Another flex. Another gasping moan. He was right. I wouldn’t last long, my need for him burning in me. “Let’s try something a little different,” he decided, his grasp on my hair easing as his other hand let me go. I’ll admit, I was a little disappointed. I watched as he carefully unlocked my wrists from the shackles, my right first, then my left. Rubbing my wrists, I turned as he stood over me, his golden eyes blazing into my steel blue ones. Another hard swallow and a sharp shaking breath rattled my chest. He really was stunning. “Take your tops off,” he instructed me. Biting my lip, I obeyed with only the slightest hesitation. He stopped me as I tugged the hem of my white t-shirt up over my flat midriff. “Slowly,” he purred through that sultry smirk, his fangs gleaming. Without a word, I complied again. I was deliberate about stripping, taking a little pleasure in watching him study my movements. It took a full three minutes for me to fully remove my shirt and singlet, leaving me in only my bra. A little smirk of my own tugged at my lips as I the strain of his arousal before me. It was hotter than I thought. My hands worked the hooks of my bra and I wrapped one arm in front of my modest breasts. Casting the dark blue, white laced bra aside, I fingered the fly of my jeans. He was up in an instant, his hands capturing my wrists. “No, no,” he said. “Leave your jeans.” “You don’t want me to strip all the way?” I asked, tilting my head and looking him in the eyes. He grinned and pressed his forehead to mine. “I’m a man who likes to do some of the work myself. Besides, I am so looking forward to taking my sweet time with you, my girl.” That comment made me shiver. “Turn around. Arms behind your back,” he directed calmly before moving away. “Don’t move or turn around. If you do, I’ll have to punish you, sweetheart.” Slowly, I turned from him and let my wrists cross at the small of my back. The room was cool, but that was just because it was deep beneath the house. If I hadn’t seen the way down there for myself, I wouldn’t have believed that that room was bordered by stone walls. Like a crypt. I shivered at that thought. No matter how many times he brought me to that room and plush it had been setup, I still cringed at the fact that we were in a miniature catacomb. There was something really disturbing about that. Especially with the tunnel he’d showed me that actually did lead to the mausoleum on the other side of the grounds. I nearly jumped as his hands caressed my bare back, one finger tracing down my spine. I swallowed back and lifted my head, trying not to appear scared. “Relax,” he whispered into my ear. “You know you’re safe with me, baby. I’ll never cause you harm.” I glanced back through my hair tentatively. “I know. I’m just... nervous...” He kissed my neck, driving desire into me. “I know, baby. But you trust me. Don’t you?” “With my life.” “Then, relax. I promise you’ll enjoy this.” Taking in a few slow, deep breaths, I urged my body to comply. He wasn’t using his influence, so my emotions were a little more untamed than normal, but I knew that wouldn’t remain. He was saving that pleasure for later. I shivered just thinking about it. A smooth nylon rope began to secure my wrists. The slithering of its length on my skin was delightful and so sensual. It made every nerve ending it touched flare. I couldn’t help a gasp of pleasure as I felt the knot inside grow. He was deliberate in every move, making sure that I felt more and more with every touch. His hands were well practiced, tracing the shapes of my arms as he applied his art. Shibari was an artistic love of his. He really did adore roping me. My arms tightened against each other, pressure building in my shoulders. I groaned out again. This felt so good in a way I hadn’t expected. Who knew something so sensory could do so much? Another length was added, encircling each of my upper arms in intricate loops. He entrapped my sternum with the same length, securing me firmly. I half expected him to wrap my shoulders and frame my chest, but he didn’t. He simply wound a few strands around my midriff, bound my arms, and tied the final knot. “There,” he breathed against my throat, hot against my skin. “Perfect. You really are a wonderful canvas, girl.” “Th...thanks...” I murmured, my chest heaving and my fingers flexing. “That’s a little informal,” he cupped my throat with one hand as the other caressed and teased my belly. I was hard up against his chest, my hands close to his growing desire. I could feel it. But right now I was more focused on his right hand toying with my smooth skin. “Maybe I shouldn’t reward you like I was planning...” he mused. I shuddered and shook my head. “Please... please don’t make me beg... please...” I felt him smirk against my ear. “Such desperation. But can you remember how you’re supposed to refer to me, girl?” I swallowed back and whispered: “Y-yes... Master...” “Good girl,” he prided. A moment later I was on my back on the bed, dizzy and dazed. He’d moved me three feet and turned me to face him so incredibly fast. I was trying to regain my equilibrium as he was positioning pillows under my shoulders and hips to take the pressure off my arms. He wasn’t lying when he’d promised to take care of me.

6 April 2026

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Just a fantasy… that I wish would happen. You send a message that reads, “Hi there mate! Does your wife still fuck you?” I look at your profile… You’re a tall, large, well endowed man. You’re a straight guy who seems to be after married women. I reply “Not very often” You reply “Maybe she’s wanting to try a real man, who’s very well endowed” I reply “Although that would be hot, that’d be very hard to setup” You reply “So you’d be okay with me trying then?” I reply “Yes, but how?” You reply “Just invite me over as a work colleague/pub friend. Let me befriend her. Swap numbers with her. Take her out for coffee while you’re at work. Visit her while she’s lonely. Talk to her about the lack of sex you give her. You get the picture…” I reply “Sounds doable. Let’s meet up?” We meet up, and I tell you lots of her likes and dislikes, before I bring you home and introduce you to her. You successfully befriend my wife… swap numbers, and agree to meet up for coffee. A couple of weeks later, I’d just finished my lunch break at work, when I receive a message from you. It read “Your wife may be a little sore down there for a bit. I just fucked her for nearly an hour”

6 April 2026

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You were at a hotel when you were stripped down and tied up on a chair in front of a window where everyone walking by was able to see your perfect petite lil body your perky lil tits and perfect tight holes you were left there for an hour before 6 BBCS come in they had cow prongs, whips and a leash and collar they walk over and spread your legs as wide as they can all 6 of them started to play with you they were slapping your face and tits pulling on them then started to finger your holes and stretch them till both your holes could be fisted at same time then they fist fucked you nice and rough till your cumming and shaking uncontrollably then leave your holes gaping before they explain that they are all going to fuck your throat as deep as they want if you pull your head away you get zapped with the cow prong so all 6 got to take turns fucking your throat till you nearly vomit then one puts you on top and another from behind you both of them fill your pussy and start smashing you till you cream on their cocks, then the next 2 filled just your tight ass and thrashed you until you squirted from having your ass dp'ed then they kept dp'ing your holes and fucking your throat while you jerk the others off till they cover your face, tits, ass and pussy with cum then both your holes are left dripping huge loads then they put you on a leash and tell you all that's left is you had to walk through town on a leash covered and dripping cum while they walk you

5 April 2026

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You go to the pokies in this tiny skirt with no panties on no bra just a see through white crop top and heels when you got to the pokies you go to your favourite machine you were leaning over the machine bent just enough so everyone could just see your pretty pussy a group of drunks walk over one slaps your ass and you started to shake it for him, then the other 4 walk over and start slapping your ass, face and tits one grabs you by the hair while another one spreads your holes and spits on them before he starts finger fucking you but he just kept adding another finger stretching your pussy till he could fit his fist in then he done the same thing to your tight lil ass he had a fist in each hole and was fist fucking you so rough until just as you were about to squirt then he ripped his fists out making you cum and squirt so much your legs were shaking then they put you on your knees and all took turns fucking your throat as fast and deep as they wanted then they all took turns blowing their huge loads on your pretty face and perky lil tits then they just left you on your knees stretched and covered in their cum

5 April 2026

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One day you were walking through a busy park in a tiny skirt a see through shirt and a thrusting vibrator as fast as it goes and a butt plug you sit down on a seat near a group of guys and spread your legs as wide as you can so they can see both your holes are filled you start to rub and spread your pussy for them they come over and start to play with you, you pull out their cocks and start stroking two while gagging on another everyone was watching you then one grabbed you and put you on top of him and filled your pussy then another came up from behind and stretched your tight ass now both your holes are being fucked you start jerking off two others and another guy started fucking your throat everyone was watching you couldn't help yourself you start squirting and cumming over the two cocks that were fucking you senseless then the next two grabbed you and both started fucking your pussy at the same time they were stretching your tight little pussy you scream "it feels so good" then you creamed all over both their cocks while another was making you gag on his cock they all kept using all your holes until you were dripping cum from both holes and and your pretty face was covered and both your holes were covered too after they left you lying their dripping and covered in their huge loads while everyone in the park just watched you get treated like the good lil CumDump you are

5 April 2026

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Hi guys just thinking about something that happened this past summer, I had to head up to check out something at Tractor Supply, I knew I’d be passing and park where I’d had a few hookups. So I jumped into the shower doer a complete body shave and clean out, you never know. I put on jeans, panties and an old tank top and hit the road. As I’m driving up the street I can see a few cars parked in the way back, as I pull in I see 2 cars leaving, one car had a nice looking guy in his 40’s (I’m in my 50’s) as we pass each other I decide to rub my nipples, he just smiles and I smile back. Now there’s only one other car there and nobody’s in it, I decide to back in off by myself for a bit, as I’m scrolling through xnxx I see the car with the guy who we smiled at each other. He pulls in and parks a few parking spots away from me, but not the far, he looks my way and nods at me and I return the nod, so I decide to test a few things out I get out for a minute, pretending I’m looking for something in the back of my truck, and grab my crotch before I get back in. Now he’s looking so I put back my seat I little bit and make sure he can tell I’m pushing jean's down, I’m thinking he gets it, but I’m a little nervous, but I decided to left up my cock so he can see it, and sit back down and don’t look at him, as I hear his door shut, I look up and he’s looking right at me and rubs his cock. Bingo, so I open my door so he can see my jeans all the way down and my cock straining against my panties, I close the door and he walks up to me and say hi my names Joe and you have a really nice dick, he’s at my window now seeing his big cock straining and I’m stroking my super hard cock as we speak, and I start to leak a ton of pre cum, I with it with my finger and put it in my mouth and ask if he like my cock. Well he reached in and started stroking me, and I let out a big moan, the mid much have turned him on because he opened my door and started sucking my cock, now I’m moaning big time, so I tell him to stand up and I open his pants and out pops and beautiful 8” shaved cock mines 7”, so I pull him in and open my mouth and start sucking him, he’s also a big moaner lol. Now another car pulls in so we stop and this guy circles around and leaves, so my new hot friend say we should go into the bushes, I pull off my jeans and we’re off as soon as we find a spot, he pulls me in and slides his soft wet tongue deep in my mouth and pulls my panties to the ground and he’s on his knees giving me an amazing blow job. As he’s working my balls I feel his finger rubbing my hole and I moan even louder. And now he proceeds to slope his finger all the way in I pull him up and we start kissing passionately and I open his pants on my knees and pull them all the way down and I left up his beautiful hard cock and start giving him a super wet sloppy blow job, he grabs my head and starts face fucking me. He said he’s getting close so I stop and get up and we make out some more and he’s grabbing and ass and pulling my cheeks apart, we stop kiss and I ask if he wants to fuck my sissy cunt, He smacks my ass and I turn around and bend over and then all I feel is his wet tongue in my ass , I absolutely love my ass eaten, now he stands up and I feel his cock head dubs all over my ass and my hole, then if feel him pushing the hard in and as soon as it’s in I press back and he goes balls deep and I ask him to just hold it there for a minute. I can feel it throbbing and I tell ok now fuck me baby, he’s fucking me with long slow strokes, the way I like it, he’s doing me bareback. I love that feeling. Now I start pushing back and fucking him and he’s loving it, he tell me he’s going to cum so I pull him out and open my mouth and he’s shoots rope after rope, all over me and I clean him up and he’s like but you didn’t cum yet, and he proceeds to jerk me off, I love that and we both watch as I shoot my load and I put a little cum in my mouth and we start cum kissing. Afterward we got dressed and walked back to our cars, still a little breathless and laughing about how incredibly hot it had been. He kept telling me how passionate I was and that he hadn’t been that turned on in a long time. Before we left, I teased him and asked if he wanted one more quick blowjob. He laughed and said he’d rather do that somewhere private next time. As it turns out, he lives alone, so that “next time” definitely happened. We’ve met up at his place quite a few times since then, exploring a few fantasies and doing some fun role-play

5 April 2026

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You let me know what time you are going to pick me up when you are here in Canberra. You tell me that your parents and bro love love smooth pussy and to have mine shaved and perfect, you also mention not to have any underwear on under a dress and wearing heels as well, I reply that it will be nice and smooth, I start to get ready an hour before you arrive making sure that I have all my toys and the lingerie in a bag ready to go, and also shave my pussy and get dressed. I’m waiting out side for you to turn up and I hop in to your car giving you a kiss and a rub on your cock, I start to feel it getting hard and you groan, we drive over to your parents place, they welcome me with open arms, and I see that your bro is there as well, we all go into the living room and sit down and start chatting having a wonderful time. Your mum gets up and goes and checks on dinner as she invited me over to have dinner with everyone, she comes back and announces that it is ready, we all go and sit at the table and dinner is brought out, and we all say grace for the food and for the fun that we are about to have after dinner. My ears prick up on this and I look at you, you have a mischievous look on your face and wink at me, we all dig in as soon as grace is done, but during the meal I feel your hand sliding under my dress and playing with my pussy and your parents noticed that my dress moved up and showed off my shaved pussy as it was a glass table, and i could see that your dad and bro were starting to get horny and the same with you, I mentioned to your mum it is a wonderful meal once we have finished. I get up and excuse myself and go to the bathroom and changed into my lingerie and put the tail plug in my ass, I come back out to see that everyone is naked and 3 BBC were nice and erected, I come over and kneel down and start sucking dads cock, he starts to moan and he grabs my head and thrusts his cock towards the back of my throat, I start to gag, but he keeps going till a load of cum sprays into my mouth, the same thing happens with you and your bro. I stand up and start kissing your mum with tongue and playing with her pussy till she cums, we all go to the bedroom and see that all the toys are out and that there is rope to tie both your mum and I up so that you boys can fuck us like crazy. But first you get your mum and I to lay down on our backs and legs spread apart, you gently start stroking your cock against my pussy, while your bro has his in my mouth, your dad does the same with your mums pussy, you both look at each other and push your cocks into our pussy and start to pound, it starts off slowly and then increases in intensity, you both eventually cum in our pussy and we moan with excitement. After a bit of rest, your mum and I start to use the toys any enjoy every bit of it while you and bro and dad are watching and stroking your cocks, dad decided that he would have his way with me and stick his cock in my pussy, I gasp at the size of cock and he then starts to pound my pussy like no tomorrow and eventually cum. We all have fun that night, I’m invited to stay the night, which I accept and we all sleep soundly in our rooms, I stay in your room and we have our own fun and then we eventually fall asleep. I wake up first and look over and your still sleeping, I start to stroke your cock and you begin to wake up, I hop on your cock, and start to fuck you and by then your fully awake, and we fuck, moaning loudly, you cum in my pussy, I kiss you good morning and go and have a shower and get all my things together, I have breakfast with everybody and you bring me back to my place, I give you a goodbye kiss and say until next time.

4 April 2026

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After meeting you at a friend's party, we secretly meet back at my place. We have a glass of wine and quietly laugh together now that we are alone. We look at each other with red hot anticipation and desire, both of us grinning madly. After a few more comments and giggles, I wrap my arms firmly around your waist and pull you towards me where I start kissing your beautiful lips and neck. I lead you to the bedroom and your breath quickens as I undress you slowly. I caress your womanly curves, and kiss and lick every inch of your naked body. Once you are fully aroused, I lick and kiss your pussy and butt, making you soaking wet and shaking crazily. Once you can't take anymore, my rock-hard cock enters you, and you gasp with pleasure as I start to thrust slowly and deeply. We both start to thrust harder in sync with each other, gasping for breath, and enjoying each other's faces, bodies, tastes and smells. I continue kissing your lips and body as we fuck each other endlessly, and with our minds in another world, we both come with mind-bending orgasms. We hold each other tightly, shaking together. Not wanting the experience to end, we start to slowly kiss each other again...

31 March 2026

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Went to my cousins 40th in Sydney expecting a boring night and had planned on leaving early to enjoy my hotels rooftop bar on a Saturday night. As soon as I entered this hot woman caught my eye and we shared sexy eye contact. When I asked my cousin who she was, he laughed and said that’s my next door Neighbour, she’s married. A little later on the dance floor we ended up dancing together. I love dancing and we found good rhythm… and then she started sexy dancing… Grinding her ass into my groin and I got hard right away. A guy was watching us and I assumed it was her husband. He didn’t look upset at all and at one point he gave me a smile. Hannah asked if I would like to join her for a smoke outside. I said I do not smoke but would like to go outside for a while. She found a bench and lit up… even though I don’t smoke, I do find smoking sexy! I said I love massaging and would love to touch her sexy legs. She placed my hand on her bare legs and I started rubbing her thighs. She actually spread a little and I went higher and more inner thigh. She started saying “mmmm mmmmm” so I got bolder and made my way to her crotch. There was so much heat there!!! As I touched her undies I felt wetness and she pushed hard into my fingers. She unbuckled and unzipped me and we sat there playing with each other whilst she smoked. So HOT! Then she went down and blew smoke onto my cock. And then started sucking just the head.. it felt do good I nearly blew right there. Her husband , Mike appeared out of nowhere, I think he must have been spying. Hannah didn’t miss a beat and just said “look what I found”. Mike lit a joint and watched us play. I slipped her dress string down and discovered small B’s with hard nipples and I sucked her titties whilst she played with me. Mike just kept watching which was kinda hot. Hannah said let’s go next door and we escaped down the side of the house and into their place. Mike poured us a drink and put some music on and asked us to continue dancing for him. He sat on the couch and unzipped and started playing with himself. Hannah slipped both straps of her dress down and was dancing topless, rubbing her nipples on my chest… OMG it was sexy! She said let’s go to the room and show me how good you are at massage. She slipped her dress off and lay face down on the bed in just her undies. I asked for oil and Mike showed me their sex drawer which had lube which would be okay. Hannah was a groaner which I love as it is feedback. I worked her back and shoulders for 10 mins and then spent 5 mins on each leg… I wanted to tease her. Hannah raised her ass in the air as a sign to remove her undies which was hot. I slid them off and saw her bald pussy. It was so wet and I just had to suck it right away. She tasted good and I literally pashed her pussy. I was on my knees at the edge of the bed sucking and she asked Mike to remove my pants and make sure that I was hard enough for her. I’m straight but was so horny that I didn’t care. Once my pants were off he felt me and said I was super hard just how she likes her cock. Hannah rolled over and spread her legs and asked Mike to insert me into her. He guided my cock into her pussy… it was so hot. We found a great rhythm and fucked wildly. She was noisy which turns me on and spurs me to fuck. We fucked for a good 30 minutes when I knew I was going to cum. I asked where I should cum and Mike said cum in her. I let the biggest load go and she came with me. Mike ate her out straight away and I learned what a creampie was when he said thank you for the creampie. We fucked all night and I never used my hotel at all.

30 March 2026

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When you have a loving and caring wife you need to appreciate and look after her. Narelle looks after the house, cleaning, cooking, washing clothes etc. She also does other things that I appreciate. We have a great sex life and recently we experimented by inviting another couple into our lives. We didn’t do this to fix anything or because we lacked in anything, we did this to expand our already great sex life. We have played with a unicorn (single female) on a couple of occasions. We have enjoyed every encounter so far but we want to try more. As previously stated my wife does great things for me and sharing the single females with me is one of those things. I really feel it’s my turn to at least try and return the good deed. Yes, we wanted to invite a young guy in to play with us both but the main emphasis is on pampering and spoiling my wife. We generally find people online then when convenient for all we meet for a drink and a chat, this is after we have got to know them a little better via email or texts. We were looking for a young guy so we could perhaps teach him what we liked and the 3 of us learn from each other. I was chatting to young guy about 18 or 20 years old, seems like a nice guy. He was fairly mature for his age and certainly willing to learn along with us. After exchanging some sexy pics and some naughty thoughts we met for a drink at our local club. We all chatted about the usual things, work, social life, hobbies, just really getting to know each other. We have a rule that we never play on the first meet but for some reason we all felt comfortable and relaxed in each other’s company. We decided to go back to our place, maybe a few drinks made us all that little more relaxed and at ease. We get back to our place and I make us all a drink. Narelle says she is going to have a shower and freshen up. Great idea as this gives me and, let’s say his name is Danny some time to chat. When Narelle comes out of the shower I tell her that Danny and I want to pamper her and treat her like a goddess. I ask her to put on some sexy crotchless panties, she agrees and goes to our bedroom to undress and put on those panties. To truly pamper someone you need them to be relaxed and comfortable. Danny and I come into the dimly lit bedroom to find Narelle face down on the bed with her beautiful ass and crotchless panties sticking up in the air just waiting to be caressed. There are scented massage oils and lube on the bedside table, this is the type of pampering I’m talking about. Danny and I undress down to our undies, the room is warm and gentle therapy music is playing in the background. I open the massage oil and put some on Narelle’s back and shoulders then I squeeze some oil into Danny’s hand and mine also. Danny is on the left side of the bed and I’m on the right. We start massaging the oil into Narelle’s shoulders and back, paying attention to her toned arms as well, gently massaging all of her back down to her panties. A little oil pools in the small of her back so I tell Danny to pull Narelle’s panties down a little so the oil runs down her beautiful ass crack. We continue massaging Narelle all over, down her legs, her side, her ass and we can’t help ourselves, both mine and Danny’s fingers find the slit in Narelle’s crotchless panties and she lets out a soft moan as we flick our fingers over her erect clit and gently massage her wet pussy. I look at Danny and see he has a big bulge in his undies, we are both turned on by our slow and sensual massaging of Narelle. We tell Narelle to turn over so we can massage her beautiful front. As she turns over I notice Danny has his fingers in Narelle’s panties... WOW, what a turn on. We refrain from teasing her any further and concentrate on massaging her from the neck down. We again can’t help ourselves and we fondle and massage Narelle’s soft, plump boobs and by the look on her face she’s enjoying the attention. We continue massaging down her body, her legs, around her panty line, sometimes slipping a finger under her panties and feeling her wetness. Whilst I continue massaging, Narelle reaches out and touches The bulge in Danny’s undies, she slips 2 fingers under the elastic of his undies and releases his erect cock. She strokes it and it seems to get even harder. She beckons him to come closer. Danny moves up the bed and his cock is close to Narelle’s face. She takes the tip of his cock and licks his pre-cum from it, she then rolls her long tongue around his cock and starts to gently suck it. While Danny and Narelle are engaging in sucking cock I tenderly slide Narelle’s panties off and start licking her beautiful, sweet pussy, stealing glimpses of her sucking his cock as I look up. By the look on Danny’s face I can see he loves the feel of Narelle’s warm mouth around his throbbing cock. We decide to swap positions and Narelle is licking and sucking my cock while Danny darts his tongue in and out of Narelle’s love hole. We all feel the anticipation of what’s coming next. I want Danny to put his hard cock in Narelle, we get Narelle to toll over with a pillow under her belly so she feels comfortable. Danny positions himself behind Narelle, his cock is super hard and I’m sure he’s wanting to slide it inside her. I move down and suck the tip of his cock and get it ready to enter her. I take his cock in my hand and gently rub it up and down Narelle’s pussy lips. Before I let him enter her I get a handful of lube and apply it to his cock and also rub some inside Narelle. I then place his cock on Narelle’s pussy lips and tell him to slowly slide his cock into her wetness. They both moan as it’s inserted and I know Narelle is enjoying this hard cock sliding in and out, in and out. It starts out slow but Danny is loving the feeling of my wife’s wet vagina sucking him in. It’s to early for him to cum so I ask him to take it out before he blows his hot cum into her. We want to tease some more. After he takes it out of her wet pussy I ask him to lay down. Narelle and I caress and suck Danny’s cock, we suck and lick him, tasting Narelle’s juices from his cock is incredible. We suck and lick him and we tongue kiss while we have his cock in both our mouths. Danny is in ecstasy as he’s getting head from both of us. We do this for what feels like hours. We re-position ourselves so I’m laying with my head towards our door, me on my back, Narelle straddles me doggy style so she can suck my cock but also have her ass in the air for Danny to see. Danny positions himself to fuck Narelle from behind while I’m under her licking her clit. From where I am I see Danny enter Narelle’s wet pussy, I see his balls just above my nose, he starts to slowly fuck her while I lick at the same time. Narelle is groaning in pleasure and Danny is starting to pump her harder and harder. I told him it was ok to cum hard inside Narelle but only if she wanted it. Narelle yelled for him to fill her with cum, I licked her while his cock was pumping in and out of her. I told Danny to be verbal when he was about to cum. I wanted to hear the words, “I’m coming, I’m going to cum inside your wife” yes, yes, yes. I could see he was committed and he couldn’t pull out out. He kept pumping and he finally filled Narelle with his young, hot cum, telling me he finished inside her. WOW. HOT. Danny rolls off Narelle and laid on my side of the bed. Narelle turned over and also laid down. I was so hard and horny after what a I just witnessed, I couldn’t resist. I slid my cock into her cum filled pussy, I could feel his hot cum on my rigid cock, I blew my load into her and she was totally tired and spent. After regaining my breath I went down and licked Narelle’s cum filled pussy making sure I licked all of our cum out of her. I had my fingers inside of her, pumping her vagina while Danny was kissing her and playing with her tits. Within seconds I felt Narelle explode and cum all over my fingers and tongue. She was totally pampered by 2 committed guys who only wanted to make her happy.

27 March 2026

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