The salty breeze whipped across the secluded cove, carrying the scent of brine and coconut oil. Emily stood at the edge of the sandy dunes, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had agreed to this—she had even suggested it, fuelled by a sudden spark of daring—but now that they were here, the reality of total exposure felt overwhelming. Around them, dozens of people lounged in the sun, completely naked, their bodies unabashed and free. Jake, already stripped bare, stood before her with a confident, knowing smile. His muscular frame was bronzed by the sun, and his heavy cock swayed slightly as he shifted his weight. "Just let it go, Em," he whispered, his voice a low, encouraging rumble. "Nobody is judging. It’s liberating." With trembling fingers, Emily peeled away her sundress, then her underwear. As the last scrap of fabric fell, she felt a sudden, electric chill of vulnerability. She crossed her arms over her perky breasts, her nipples already tightening in the breeze. But as she looked around, the fear began to melt into a simmering curiosity. A few yards away, a tall, athletic man with a sculpted chest and a thick, resting cock strolled past them toward the water. Emily’s breath hitched. She watched the ripple of his muscles and the casual swing of his manhood, and a sudden, hot throb pulsed between her legs. Discreetly, she shifted her stance, her hand slipping down to brush against her soaking wet slit, a quiet moan escaping her lips as the thrill of being seen—and seeing—hit her like a wave. They settled onto their oversized towels, the heat of the sand seeping into their skin. After a couple of chilled drinks, the alcohol loosening Emily's inhibitions, Jake reached for the bottle of sunscreen. "You're going to burn if we don't get you covered," he murmured, his eyes darkening with intent. He started with her shoulders, his large hands massaging the lotion into her skin, but his touch quickly migrated. He slid his palms down to her breasts, circling her areolas with a teasing slowness. He pinched her erect nipples, rolling them between his fingers until Emily arched her back, a sharp gasp escaping her. "You're so sensitive out here," Jake teased, his voice dripping with lust. He urged her to roll over, and Emily complied, presenting her slim, pale backside to him. Jake groaned at the sight of her tight ass. He squeezed a generous amount of cool lotion into his palm and began to spread it across her cheeks. He didn't stop at the surface; his fingers ventured deeper, sliding between her cheeks and teasing the sensitive rim of her asshole before sliding forward to graze the outer lips of her pussy. She subtly parted her legs slightly to invite better access as she became turned on by these teasing sexy touches. He saw this and obliged rubbed the lotion into her clit with a rhythmic, circular motion, making her hips buck instinctively against the towel. Emily was humming with arousal, her mind racing as she looked toward the shallow surf. Two women were standing in the crystal-clear water, their breasts swaying as they laughed. Emily leaned closer to Jake, her voice a naughty, breathy whisper. "Do you think their boobs are real or fake?" Jake chuckled, his gaze locked on the women, though his hand remained firmly planted on Emily's inner thigh. The shared voyeurism acted like an aphrodisiac. Emily flipped over and reached down, her fingers wrapping around Jake’s thick, pulsing cock. It was already rock hard, throbbing against her palm. She began to stroke him with a firm, urgent grip, feeling the heat of him. Simultaneously, she slid her other hand between her own legs, fingering her now drenched pussy with frantic intensity. "I love how naughty this is," she whimpered, her eyes darting around to ensure they were being discreet while remaining completely exposed. "Watching everyone... being so close... it's turning me on so much." She leaned back, pulling Jake’s erection toward her chest. "I want you to cum on my boobs for me," she pleaded, her voice shaking. "Apply your natural lotion to my tits this time." Jake didn't need to be told twice. He gripped his shaft, pumping it rapidly so Em could see it pointing straight at her boobs. Emily was now also rubbing her clit faster in anticipation of Jake about to shoot his load all over her glistening boobs. Jakes cock hardened and swelled as he was about to explode and shoot his natural cream all over Ems boobs. Jake didn't miss and came hard all over her boobs whilst he saw Em arching hard against her fingers and trembling as she came hard herself. Em then satisfyingly moaned as she commenced to rub the cum all over her soft curvy boobs before slowly licking her fingers clean. "Wow" Jake exclaimed, that was hot, this day has definitely been a sunny, sensual, success. I'm a fan of this kind of Slip slop slap. Emily giggled and agreed and said "Lets go and cool down in the surf, then come back and warm up again."

23 July 2026

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It was a few days before the Saints & Sinners Ball when Vicki received a phone call from Dani. Her partner David was going overseas and she was wondering if she could go to Saints & Sinners with us. On the day, the three of us had dinner in the city and then headed to the hotel where Saints and Sinners was being held. Once we had all stripped down to our “here-to-fuck” gear the three of us headed to the play areas, making mental notes about who looked fuckable tonight. It wasn't long before Dani told us she was going to wander around on her own. Vicki and I found a likely couple and we were quickly horizontal, with Vicki banging him while I fucked her. When we finished we wandered around looking for people we knew and one of them was Dani who was underneath a guy busy plowing her pussy with his cock. After Vicki and I had fucked a few more people we headed back to the main upstairs area that was mostly covered with mattresses. At this point, Dani arrived back and told me she needed me to fuck her. I asked her how many she had fucked while wandering on her own. She told me nine, so far. Taking the hint that I was to fuck her into double figures, I rolled on a condom and began to fuck her as Vicki watched on. Once I had finished with Dani I ripped off the condom and slid my cock into Vicki as she lay on the mattresses with her legs open.

22 July 2026

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Back when I was starting my working career an old school mate and I had jobs with the same company and were both progressing through the ranks and became assistant managers. We would often have company meetings getting all of the assistant managers together. We all knew each other and it was a really supportive and positive atmosphere whenever we got together. On this particular night we had a function with dinner and drinks. I volunteered to drive several of us to the function. It was easy as at this time Russ and myself shared a house and we found that both Dave and Andrea lived close by. Dave was slightly older, far more sensible and married. Andrea was a little younger than us and was a petite brunette with lovely breasts and a cute little butt, it was a warm night and she was wearing a sexy short summer dress where as us blokes were in shirt and tie etc. During the night I was a little guilty of flirting with Andrea as we had gone out on a couple of dates. Though no one knew as we thought that best. It was clear that Russ too was flirting with her and she was both enjoying the attention and telling us to stop due to where we were. We ate dinner and had drinks and it was time to attend the main presentation and speeches. The presentation was both long and boring but also interesting as they outlined the new bonus processes. We were glad when it finished as like all work functions they laboured the points. Back out in the foyer the drinks were being brought around and the three others tucked into the free alcohol while I drank the free soft drink. Russ was drinking more and as he drank more he flirted more and more with Andrea and she was enjoying the attention. Dave was off mingling with others whilst us three stayed together. The end of the night was near and drinks had stopped being brought around so Russ went to get one last drink for us all from the bar. While he was gone Andrea came in close to me and whispered into my ear , “Babe I want you to drop me off last, I need you to fuck me!” “That won’t be a problem,” I replied. We finished our drinks, found Dave and started to walk back to the car. As we walked Andrea was walking between Russ and I and several times she put her hand on my bottom to rub it and give it a squeeze. I was playing it cool and not letting on to the others. Russ though was a little too drunk to hide that he kept rubbing and squeezing her arse. She still wasn’t responding to his advances. She even reminded him a couple of times he had his gf to go home to. This didn’t worry him at all. Which is part of the reason he’d earnt the nickname ‘Tart’ amongst his mates. At this time I told Russ of the plan to drop him off, so he could have time with his Mrs before I got home. We got to the car and Dave sat in the front with me as we were discussing all of the information etc from the night, discussing and planning how we could make the most of our bonuses and how we could help each other get them. As we drove home I kept glancing in the mirror to see what the two in the back were up to if anything at all. At one set of lights I turned back to say something to Andrea. As I did she opened her legs enough to give me a flash of her sexy black lacey knickers. I adjusted my mirror slightly down so I could keep looking back. I could see that Russ kept putting his hand on her leg rubbing higher and higher each time. Eventually his hand reached her pussy and I knew this as in the mirror I saw Andrea close her eyes and bite her lip on the right side. It looked so sexy in the mirror. I had to not react as I didn’t want to let onto Dave what was happening so I kept chatting about work stuff. Andrea too was trying not to moan but Russ was rubbing her pussy and making it difficult for her to stay quiet. At the next lights I looked again on the mirror. Andrea had her left arm outstretched and I’m sure she was rubbing his cock. Her dress was pushed up and I could see his hand was inside her knickers. She was still biting her lip, though a little harder and with her eyes closed. We arrived at Dave place and they stopped and behaved while they said their goodbyes and we dropped him off. As soon as he was out of the car Russ told me not to rush and to drive slowly. I looked in the mirror at Andrea and her smile let me know she was ok with that. Russ’s hand went straight back to her thigh and slide up. I again saw her bite her lip. It looked so sexy. Russ was clearly rubbing her pussy again. Her hand was outstretched and probably on his cock. As I drove off I saw him put his hand behind her head and he gently pulled her closer to kiss. I watched in the mirror as they made out. The sight and sounds were getting me aroused. As they finished the kiss Russ made eye contact with me in the mirror and said, “it’s ok mate we’ve fucked before!” Funnily enough I wasn’t surprised by this knowing what a tart he was, although I was surprised by her as she always gives out the sweet and innocent persona and she knows he has a gf he lives with. I kept watching as his hand behind her head started to again gently push her head down towards his lap and she willingly let him do this. She disappeared out of my view but I knew what was happening by their noises. “Yes you dirty little bitch suck my cock!” He said confidently. I could hear the sounds of her sucking his cock and his moans. It was making me hard so I gave myself a couple of rubs as I was getting very hard myself. It helped that I knew how good she was as sucking cock. The next time I stopped I turned in my seat to try to see. Russ grabbed her hair and pulled it out of the way and used it to turn her head so I could see her in action. “That’s it show him how you suck my cock! Do you like sucking my cock?” He asked firmly. “Ummm yes,” she replied shyly. “You love sucking my cock knowing after you’ve finished I’ll go home and get my Mrs to do it too!” He said with a mischievous tone. “Ummm…………I do.” She replied quietly. This had me wanted to get my own hardness out and I turned back around to drive and couldn’t help but rub myself. As I drove it hit me I had no idea where to go. I couldn’t take her home yet as she lived with her parents and we couldn’t go back to ours as Russ’s girlfriend was there. It’s important to note here that his girlfriend was well aware of his extracurricular activities she just didn’t want them in her face. So I decided I need to find somewhere to park and I thought of a quiet park near by. I would park there and watch them in the back. As I continued to drive Russ stopped Andrea and told her to sit back. She sat up and he moved her so she was sitting on an angle into the door. He then reached down and with both hands grabbed either side of her knickers and pulled them off. “I see you had your pussy waxed like I told you to!” He said to her. “Um yes I did. Is it ok?” She said timidly again. “Open your legs and let us both see your lovely pussy! Would you like to play with your pussy for us to watch!” He asked her. She opened her legs a little more and dropped a hand down and started to play, teasing her clit. “Yes you can both watch.” Russ wanted a better view and pulled her legs further apart. She looked at me watching and then him with a coy smile on her face. Finally I pulled into the park. Being so late at night there was no one around. I parked in a quieter spot and turned the engine off. I undid my belt and turned in my seat to watch her. I looked in her eyes. She looked both nervous and excited. She was again biting her lip. Her moans were betraying her and her breath quickened and moans grew in frequency and volume. “Don’t be shy, cum for us! Let yourself go and enjoy turning two guys on,” Russ instructed her. With that she took a deep breath and closed her eyes and worked herself up. She stopped biting her lip as her mouth dropped open and she moaned long as she orgasmed. We both watched her as she did and it looked so sexy. After she stopped Russ pulled her back to him and kissed her. While he did I got out of the car and went around and got back in the back passenger door. This meant that Andrea was now sitting between us. Russ had pulled her dress down and had one of her nipples in his mouth. I reached out and without a word pulled her dress down exposing her other breast. She let out a short sharp gasp and I lent down and started sucking her other nipple. “Are we really doing this?” She asked quietly. Russ stopped and replied firmly, “Well you’ve been fucking us both separately and now you can enjoy us both together!” “Oh did you tell each other?” She cautiously asked. “Nah, I worked it out once he said he was dropping me off first then taking you home!” He replied knowingly. With that she reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock. I undid my pants and took out my hard cock. She looked at it and smiled. “Now you need to suck his cock!” Russ suggested to her. She took my cock in her hand and lent over and started to suck my cock. As she did I undid my pants and pushed them off. Russ opened up her legs and was playing with her pussy. “This is what you wanted isn’t it dirty girl?!” Russ said as he played with her. She stopped sucking me and said,” yess, yes it is. I’m yours to enjoy, and I want to enjoy you both.” Russ then opened the door and got out and mover her so she was laying across the back seat still sucking my cock. He bent down and started to lick her pussy. She was moaning as he did but still managed to keep sucking me. “Damn your wet, you dirty girl!” I was watching him lick her pussy as she sucked me. Her moans were growing and quickening. “Go on dirty girl cum on his tongue!” I instructed her. She stopped sucking my cock and let out a long quiet moan as I watched her whole body shake with her orgasm. Her pussy was thrusting into his mouth as her orgasm kept rippling through her whole body. Once she had settled a little Russ stopped and got up pushing her dress up. I also grabbed her dress removing it completely leaving her naked. Russ then moved up her body until he was positioned ready to fuck her. With her laying across the back seat and her head in my lap. “You ready to get fucked?” He asked her. Before she had a chance to answer he slides into her and starts fucking her. Her head in my lap looking up at me with lust in her eyes. He didn’t last long before he unloaded into her pussy as she orgasmed again. He got out of the car and I told her to get out on my side. I held her and kissed her and told her, “now it’s time for what really want!” . I bent her over with her hands on the back seat and stood behind her and grabbing her hips I slide into her very ready pussy. “Is this how you pictured tonight going?” I asked her. “No. I couldn’t have imagined this.” She replied between breathes as I continued to fuck her. Russ had moved over in the car so she could now suck his cock while we fucked. We did this until I told her I wanted to fuck her on the bonnet of the car. She let me lead her naked to the front of the car. I laid her back on the bonnet and put her legs over my shoulders and resumed fucking her. She was biting her lip again and moaning as she had a couple more orgasms. Russ was standing watching as we did. I was getting close to my own orgasm and asked where she’d like me to cum. She said she wanted to suck me to orgasm. So I stopped fucking her and she slid off of the bonnet and onto her knees. I didn’t last long at all before I came. That was where it ended as Russ wanted to get home to fuck his gf. So they got back in the car in the back and made out as I drove him home. She had stayed naked. We dropped him off and Andrea got out of the car still naked and hoped in the passenger seat. As I drove to her place she kept playing. When we got to her place we ended up fucking in the car in the driveway of her parent’s place before she went inside. Unfortunately we never repeated this. We found out later that she has thoroughly enjoyed it but had another guy she was seeing and they decided to get more serious. But we will always have the memories of that night.

21 July 2026

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The hotel room glowed with soft lamplight and the low hum of city traffic outside the window. Three friends—two women, Maya and Lena, and their male companion, Jake—sat on the wide king bed surrounded by half-empty bottles of wine and scattered cards. The sexual question-and-strip game had already stripped them down to underwear, skin flushed from alcohol and rising heat. Laughter filled the air until the conversation turned to a heated debate: who licks pussy better, men or women? Maya leaned forward, eyes sparkling. "Blindfold me. Let Lena and Jake each take a turn licking me. I'll decide who does it better." Lena grinned and tied a silk scarf over Maya's eyes. Maya lay back, legs parting, her black lace panties already damp. Lena went first, sliding between her thighs. She pulled Maya's panties aside and dragged her tongue slowly over her swollen clit before sealing her lips around it and sucking. Maya gasped, hips lifting. After a minute, Lena pulled back. Jake moved in, tongue flat and hungry, licking long stripes from Maya's entrance up to her clit. Maya moaned louder, thighs trembling. "Switch," Maya breathed. "Now blindfold Lena." They swapped places. Lena knelt on the bed, blindfolded, ass raised, legs spread wide. Maya tied her long hair back, then bent down between Lena's thighs. She spread Lena's pussy lips with her fingers and licked deep, tongue pushing inside before flicking rapidly over her clit. Lena moaned into the sheets. Jake watched, cock rock-hard. He moved behind Maya as she bent over licking Lena. His hands slid over her ass, squeezing the firm cheeks. He rubbed the head of his cock along her soaked G-string, pressing the fabric against her pussy. Maya pushed her ass higher, inviting him. Jake hooked the thin string aside and eased the thick head of his cock between her wet folds, sliding the tip inside her. Maya groaned into Lena's pussy, burying her face deeper. Her tongue worked faster, licking and sucking Lena's clit with desperate hunger. Lena, still blindfolded, felt the shift in Maya's breathing. "Make her moan into my pussy," she ordered, grabbing her own breasts and pinching her nipples. She reached down with one hand, pressing Maya's head harder between her legs. Jake gripped Maya's hips and began thrusting, driving his cock deeper with each stroke. He spread her ass cheeks wide, watching his shaft disappear into her tight pussy again and again. Maya moaned loudly into Lena's pussy, the vibrations making Lena's hips buck. Lena's legs spread wider. "Fuck, I'm close—I'm going to cum," she gasped. Jake slammed harder into Maya. "Yes, cum hard. I'm going to blow." He pulled his cock free at the last second, stroking it rapidly. Thick ropes of cum erupted across Maya's ass and lower back. At the same moment Lena's body convulsed, thighs clamping around Maya's head as she came hard, flooding Maya's tongue with her juices. Maya kept licking through every shudder, drawing out Lena's orgasm while Jake's hot cum dripped down her skin. They all collapsed smiling laying next to each other. Oth ladies said "I'm not sure we maybe need to try again ."

21 July 2026

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I had been talked into going to a bbq new it would be boring so sitting back enjoying a beer when I noticed this young fella just starring at this girl. I walked over and told him that he would need to talk to her to get anywhere his reply nearly dropped me when he said he didn't want to talk to her just that he would look better in that skirt. We talked for a bit and I said I'm leaving he offered me a lift home, as he dropped me off I gave him my number and said to call if he wanted to come around for a drink sometime A few weeks later get a message asking if Friday night suits he arrives about 8, has 1 drink and states that he has to stay now as on his p plates then asked to use the bathroom after half an hour out comes the most beautiful young girl she was right about that skirt I got up gave her a hug and a kiss and we sat down and talked after she explained how this was all new and very nervous I gave her a cuddle and said relax do what you want she then kissed me and asked if I would mind if she tried to give me a blow job so I took her to bed and maid out with her she finally start on me for her first time she did well then I took her in my mouth and sucked her balls gently then deep throated her until she blew after some more cuddling I started to play with that beautiful arse then she asked me to take her but be gentle as I was her first that was the 1st of many times we made love that night

21 July 2026

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I finally found a woman that wanted to have a squirting orgasm on my face. I laid down flat on the mattress with my head and the head of the bed so she could support herself by holding the bedhead. She through her leg over my face and lowered her primed pussy onto my mouth and I looked up into her eyes. As I started to nibble and lick I reached up with my right hand and massaged her breast a rolled her nipple and she began to moan. I placed my left hand on top of her thigh so I could make sure she couldn’t lift off. I licked from bottom to top of her wet pussy making sure everything received treatment from my wide soft tongue. Intermittently I would use the tip of my tongue to rapidly flick across her tender clits surface making her breath in deep and her pussy to clench. Occasionally I would ease off and suck and nibble the inside of her thighs so she relaxed I little. Then I return to the now red and very ripe pussy and aggressively suck the clit and then the hole and then return to licking and tongue flicking. Sensing she is reaching climax I then hold her against my mouth so she can’t pull away and she starts to convulse and wriggle but she can’t lift off and eventually she releases her cum and squirts all over my face and I lap up her juices with great delight. 😛

20 July 2026

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The adult cam site glowed on both their screens as the private show started. Mike sat back in his chair, cock already half-hard from the moment the video feed loaded. On the other end, Sophie appeared in a tiny red lace set that barely covered her nipples and left her smooth pussy lips peeking out from the crotchless panties. She smiled straight into the camera and waved. "Hey there, handsome. Been waiting for you to join me tonight." Her voice came through low and husky. She shifted on the bed, spreading her thighs so the lace framed her slit. "Look how wet I already am just knowing you're watching." Sophie ran her hands over her breasts, pinching her nipples through the thin fabric until they stiffened. She leaned closer to the lens. "I want you stroking that cock for me while I put on a show. Take it out. Let me see it grow." Mike obeyed, wrapping his fist around his shaft and giving it slow pulls. Sophie moaned softly at the sight. She hooked her thumbs into the bra straps and slid them down her shoulders, then reached behind to unhook it. The lace fell away, exposing full tits with hard pink nipples. Sophie cupped them, squeezing and lifting them toward the camera. "Wish these were in your mouth right now. I'd love to feel your tongue flicking over them." Her hands traveled lower. She peeled the crotchless panties down her legs and tossed them aside, leaving her completely bare. Sophie reached for the thick vibrator on the bed, wrapped her fingers around it, and brought the tip to her lips. She licked a long, slow stripe up the shaft, then opened her mouth and sucked the head inside. Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed on it, getting it shiny with spit. "Mmm, I wish this was your cock," she said after pulling it out with a wet pop. "I'd suck you so deep, take every inch down my throat until you were throbbing against my tongue. I'd look up at you with tears in my eyes while I gagged on it." She licked the vibrator again, swirling her tongue around the tip. "Tell me how hard you're getting, baby. Stroke it faster for me." Mike pumped his cock harder, precum leaking from the slit. Sophie spread her legs wider on the bed and pressed the vibrator between her folds. She rubbed the head up and down her slit, coating it in her juices, then pushed the first inch inside. A low moan escaped her. "Fuck, I'm so tight. Imagine sliding into this hot pussy instead. I'd ride you slow at first, then slam down until your balls slapped my ass." She worked the toy deeper, fucking herself with steady thrusts while her free hand circled her clit. "I want to hear you moan while I fuck myself. Tell me you're close. I want to watch that cock explode for me." Her hips rocked, pushing the vibrator in and out faster. Wet sounds filled the audio as her pussy gripped the toy. "I'm dripping all over it," she panted. "Wish you were here to lick it off me. Or better, shove your cock in and feel how soaked I am. I'd clench around you, milk every drop when you cum inside me." Sophie increased the vibrator speed, the buzzing loud through the mic. Her thighs trembled. "Cum with me. I want to see ropes of cum shooting from that cock while I cum on this toy." Mike's fist flew over his shaft. Sophie pushed the vibrator all the way in and held it there, grinding her clit against the base. Her back arched. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" Her pussy pulsed visibly around the toy, fresh wetness coating it as she cried out. The sight pushed Mike over the edge. Thick spurts of cum erupted from his cock, landing across his stomach and hand while Sophie watched through the screen, still gently fucking herself through the aftershocks. She pulled the vibrator out slowly, brought it to her mouth again, and licked her own juices off it. "That was so hot. Look at all that cum. Next time I want it all over my tits or down my throat." She winked at the camera, breathing hard, legs still spread. "You ready for round two, or do you need a minute to recover?"

20 July 2026

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This goes way back... 22 and living in Chicago. I was inexperienced sexually. Was at a sports bar with a mate watching game when an attractive MILF started chatting... Slowly her hands were on my thigh and flirting... She kissed me all of a sudden, pulled me and started kissing... smiled and asked if I liked it... of course I did, she was HOT and very attractive. It was my first time in a bar, milf etc etc and was shy but excited feeling lucky... 15 mins later a guy holding her drink shows up. They whisper as he sit down... I face away not wanting any trouble. But she kept taking and touching, And wanting to kiss me again, when I moved away saying don't want any trouble. She still kissed saying it's OK. After the drink she said they are leaving asking me to come as well. With my friend egging me on to go. We left and she said will ride in my car. Dropped my friend at his place near by. She asked me to park my car the and come in their car. They parked the car some distance away and told me to come sit in front seat. She sat on my legs kissing and undoing my jeans and went down on me. I was shy and bit scared with one eye on the guy... She then sat on my dick and started riding... The guy kept looking at us with out any reaction... slowly I got comfortable too. She rode me till I came... they then took me to their house... Couple of more rounds and left in the morning... The guy just coming into bedroom watching... I met her regularly for a year. The guy it turns out was her husband, I told her it was first for me, first time being picked up like this in a pub first time with a milf , she was in her 50s, first time in front of someone's partner, and many more first were to come as we met more... Those for another time... I still can't get it out of my mind...

18 July 2026

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I was parked on a quiet country road one lunch time in my truck. It was a nice warm sunny day I had finished my lunch but still had half hour left on my break. I was enjoying the sunshine when a car pulled in along side me. I glanced at the driver a very smart lady blonde hair white blouse and short black skirt, I smiled and she smiled back. Very nice I thought to myself. Something made me look again and there she was unbuttoning her blouse, well I couldn't believe my luck, she looked at me and smiled and continued to slowly unbutton her blouse until finally she exposed the most magnificent pair of tits easily D possibly bigger with large nipples. Well my jaw dropped as she started to caress them paying particular attention to her nipples rubbing them between her thumb and forefinger. Then she moved her hand up her skirt between her legs her mouth slightly open and her eyes closed I knew she was playing with her pussy. Well i got out of my truck and went to the driver's side of her car, she looked up and opened her window. No words were exchanged or needed I leant into her car and put my hand up her skirt. I was greeted by a moist bald pussy, I rubbed my hand over her clit and she moaned before I put first 1 finger into her then 2 she moaned a bit louder as I proceeded to finger her pussy until she moaned louder and I felt her orgasm onto my hand. I removed my fingers from her now soaking wet pussy and as I was about to get my arm out of her car she grabbed it put my hand to her mouth and sucked her juices from my fingers. When she had finished she politely said thank you buttoned her blouse back up and drove off. Best lunch break ever.

18 July 2026

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Last night I got a message from a 45-year-old couple looking for some fun. We met at their place and the chemistry was instant. She was a curvy, sexy MILF with a wicked smile. He was fit and clearly excited to watch. Within minutes we were in the bedroom. I started by kissing and undressing her while he sat back stroking himself. She dropped to her knees and sucked my thick cock like a pro while her husband watched. I bent her over the bed and fucked her deep in doggy style, making her moan loud. Then I flipped her onto her back, legs over my shoulders, pounding her hard while she stared into her husband’s eyes. He couldn’t resist anymore — he joined in, feeding his cock into her mouth as I kept thrusting. We switched positions again and again — missionary, cowgirl, spooning. I fucked her in every style while he watched, touched, and joined whenever he wanted. She came multiple times, squirting all over my cock. At the end I filled her pussy while her husband jerked off over her tits. Best spontaneous threesome I’ve had in a long time. Can’t wait to do it again soon 😈

17 July 2026

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I work in a small office just me, Rose a young bisexuality girl dark hair great body with nice small firm tits. We have sex every now and then nothing serious. Then there's sandy a middle aged milf. Blonde hair great tits and a fantastic arse but a tease. She knows she's hot and wears short skirts and see through tops that show her firm tits and big nipples. Guess she can she's the boss. One night after Rose and I had fucked she said she wanted to seduce Sandy and wanted me to join in, of course I agreed. The next day at lunch time Rose went into Sandy’s office closed the door and pulled the blinds down, I waited in anticipation. There was no shouting or screaming so everything must have been going to plan. I left it 15min then went to Sandy’s office. As I opened the door there was Sandy lying on her desk breast exposed they looked better in the flesh nipples rock hard, her skirt was on the floor and Rose was between her legs eating her pussy. Sandy looked up but said nothing and Rose looked at me and said “oh you have to taste this”. Well, I didn't need to be told twice I started eating that sweet pussy licking her clit before getting my tongue deep inside her as Rose sucked and chewed on her nipples. Sandy was moaning and it wasn't long before I felt her cumming into my mouth. Taste this I said to Rose and we swapped places. I sucked Sandy’s tits for a bit as Rose continued the assault on her pussy. I then moved round to Sandy’s head which was draped over the edge of her desk got my cock out and placed it on her lips, well she just engulfed it taking all 7inches deep into her throat I could see her throat bulging as I slowly fucked her mouth, she was a pro at sucking cock. She quivered again as once again she orgasamed. Rose looked up and said come fuck her now, so I reluctantly pulled my cock from her mouth and swapped places with Rose. I pulled Sandy down her desk and slowly slid my cock into her warm pussy which was still very tight. I saw Rose climb onto the desk facing me as she lowered her pussy onto Sandy’s mouth. I just continued to slowly fuck her pussy long deep in and almost out strokes she must have been doing the job on Rose’s pussy because her eyes closed and I knew she was cumming. With that I started to pound Sandy’s pussy harder until I exploded deep inside her filling her pussy with my hot cum. I pulled out and Rose leant forward to eat my cum from Sandy’s pussy. I moved to the other end of the table and started to tongue Rose’s arse. But that's a whole other story.

17 July 2026

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She took the bouquet from my hands, kissed me hard, and dragged me toward the elevator. On the ride over she leaned in and whispered, low and certain, "Let's come back to my place afterward. I'm going to sit on your face." The rest of the car ride blurred. We'd dated long enough to know each other's rhythms—good sex, adventurous tastes—but tonight she had a new, dangerous hunger. She talked normally, but everything she said was edged with want. At dinner she flashed sly looks, fingers that wandered under her skirt, and when she brushed a mock crumb from my nose, her fingertips were slick with her own wetness. The thought of her scent pressed so close left my cock aching. By the time we reached her apartment she was a live wire. Stockings, a garter, no panties—no restraint. She teased me with the sight of her heavy, inviting bush, voice husky and amused. "Do you like looking at my hairy twat? Sounds so slutty, doesn't it?" She climbed on top of me before I could process it, the fabric of her skirt draping over my head like a private little tent. All I could see were her lips and the glistening valley between her thighs. She held me, steady and deliciously in control. "Don't come yet," she murmured. "I want to see you try." I lost myself in the heat of her. She rode the press of my mouth, curling fingers into the headboard as I lavished her with attention. She begged—soft, then urgent—for contact, guiding my hand, pleading for pressure in the places that made her tremble. Her body shuddered, swallowing my fingers and then releasing them, a guttural cry erupting as an earthshaking climax washed through her. Warmth poured across my face; she giggled breathlessly, apologetic and unapologetic all at once. "It's not pee," she half-laughed. "I just get like this." She wanted more. "Lick my ass, suck my clit," she whispered between needful moans, and I obeyed, tasting her slickness, humming into her. She rode those waves slow and deep now, savoring, coaxing, until my balls ached for release. She slowed my escape, teasing that this was her night—her cravings dictating our pace. To push me further she bared her breasts, trembling with want. Then she took me, greedily, swallowing the first of my release. Her mouth was hungry, reverent, and suddenly my surrender felt like worship. She swallowed, kissed me through my own sticky salt, and grinned. "You’re my love slave tonight," she said, voice thick with triumph. "And I'm your filthy little slut." Every word was a promise. I gave in—eager, obedient, utterly undone by the fierce, slutty woman on top of me.

17 July 2026

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The late afternoon sun was unforgiving, casting long shadows across the dusty road outside the saloon. A lone figure shuffled down the street raising small clouds of dust. The doors of the saloon slammed open! The few late afternoon drinkers dived for the floor and the lone bartender dropped out of sight. “Who do I have to suck to get a drink around here?” The stranger stalked to the bar, boots jangling with every step. She slammed her open hand onto the bar top, repeating her question. “Who do I have to suck to get a drink around here?” The hot heavy silence was broken by a deep voice coming down the wide staircase at the back of the saloon. “I guess that would be me.” The tall owner of the voice was striding down the stairs. He was tall and lean, dressed entirely in black. Tight black jeans, a black silk shirt and tie with a tall black hat. “I’m the owner of this place. They call me Slim,” he said. The stranger at the bar turned and watched him as he slowly moved towards her. She eyed him up and down. She turned to face him as she slowly unbuttoned her long leather coat. Taking it off, she dropped it on the bar. She stood before him, wearing jeans, dusty boots and a skimpy red lace bra. “They call me Red,” she said with a smile, as she dropped to her knees before him. Slim looked at her as she fondled with his solid silver belt buckle. Her hair was the colour of the desert sand at dawn. Her skin was soft and pale. Her magnificent breasts bounced as she moved, the red lace barely covered her erect nipples which threatened to escape at any moment. Red quickly opened Slim’s jeans and let them drop to the floor. He stepped back, kicking them off his legs. His underwear could not hide his growing erection. Red shuffled closer, her eyes wide as she released his cock. “Mmm,” she murmured, “I’m going to enjoy this.” She caressed his balls still encased in his underwear. His cock stood proudly, pointing at her luscious red lips. Red licked her lips slowly, then extended her tongue to just touch the tip of his knob. Her tongue traced a line from his knob, down the shaft as she removed his underwear. With soft little kisses, like the touch of a butterfly, she moved from his balls back up his solid shaft. Her tongue moved around the edge of his ruby red knob before her lips fully closed on the tip of his erection. She sucked lightly. Opening her mouth a bead of precum appeared at the slit in his cock. Her tongue touched it and she lapped it up eagerly. “I’m thirsty,” she said quietly. “I want a drink.” Slim just smiled. Red’s mouth watered as she imagined easing her hot cunt onto this fantastic cock. She quickly placed wet sloppy kisses all over his cock. Her mouth sucked and her lips moved along the shaft. Her teeth and tongue teased the hard knob, seeking and finding precious precum as it bubbled from the tip. Her hands reached behind him, grasping his bum and pulling him towards her. Red bounced her mouth up and down, being careful to take every inch of him deep into her throat. She could feel his body stiffen as soft moans escaped from his lips. She sensed he was close, but she didn’t slow her pace. Her arms tightened their grip on his waist as his body suddenly shuddered. His hips thrust and she felt him explode in her mouth. Three times he pumped hot, sticky cum into her mouth. She pulled his still throbbing cock from between her lips as more cum shot across her face. She pointed him at her breasts and smiled as his last few drops fell onto the red lace. She licked her cum covered lips and smiled as she swallowed his load of cum. “The first drink is on the house,” he managed to say, “you have to earn the next one.”

16 July 2026

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Sandy clicked send with a heavy sigh. The whooshing sound signified that the email was on its way. She had committed. But was it enough? The email contained only 3 pics. No words, no background. Just 3 quick snaps including one that was badly out of focus. She sighed again. Would it be enough? How would she know if her email had done its task? She wanted to please her internet friend but wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted. “He said that he wanted inspirational photos,” she mused to herself, “but he didn’t say what he wanted to be inspired to do?” Sandy lay back on her bed and sighed deeply again. She was wearing just her favourite red lace bra and panties. The night was cool and the chill in the air made her nipples firm beneath the soft red lace. Absentmindedly, her left hand teased her nipple. It felt good between her fingers and she tweaked it sharply, sending a buzz of arousal darting down to her thighs. “Of course!” Sandy squealed with delight! “I know what he wants!” With a smile on her ruby red lips, Sandy got to work. She realised that he wanted something personal. Not a download from the internet. Not a cutesy drawing of pretty puppies or cats. Not even a stock photo of an internet model wearing nothing but revealing lingerie. He wanted the real thing! He wanted a part of her that would arouse him, make him hard. He wanted to look at a pic that she had sent and feel his cock stiffen inside his jeans. He wanted something that would make his jeans unbearably tight as his erection pushed against the fabric. Sandy slipped off her red lace bra. Her lucky bra. She didn’t need its luck tonight! One hand caressed the soft white flesh of her breast. She imagined his mouth kissing her skin lightly. She watched her nipple grow find as she imagined his lips and tongue caressing her nipple. Her fingers gave the tip one more tweak before she clicked on her camera phone. The image showed the contrast between her soft white skin and her red areola. Perfectly centred was her proudly erect nipple. She imagined him looking at her pic while his hand unzipped his jeans. Sandy wanted him to be excited by her photo and she was sure that he be playing with his hard cock before he had viewed the last pic. The second photo Sandy sent was also of her beautiful breasts. She was sure that the sight would make precum drip of his knob, staining and dampening his underwear. “Take it off,” she wished. She wanted her photo to subconsciously sent him a message. “Take your cock out of your underwear,” she mentally sent to him. She couldn’t actually write that in the email. That would be too presumptuous! Instead, Sandy hoped that the sight of her naked body, presented to him, would get him so hard! “Wank yourself,” was what she wanted. Sandy imagined him lying back on his bed, reading her message and masturbating. Would he be naked? She wondered? “I hope so” she said to herself as she prepared the third and final photo. Her fingers had crept under her red lace underwear and were tickling her pubs, before sneaking to her pussy lips. Already the thought of him watching her, had made her a little damp. It didn’t take long for her fingers to become very wet and slick as she played with her hot wet cunt. Quickly she slipped off her underwear and opened her legs wide. She imagined him at home, one finger teasing precum from the tip of his erect cock and sliding it down his shaft. She was making herself wet and she hoped that he was too! Sandy wanted him to be so wet with precum that his hand could easily and firmly slide up and down the shaft of his cock. Sandy quickly clicked a photo of her cunt, as her emotions grew and the tingling became too much. She almost dropped the phone as waves of bliss washed over her body. She looked at the photo. It was blurry but her lips were clearly wet and looked flushed pink with passion. Would he be equally excited to see it? She wondered if he was frantically wanking himself at the sight of her cunt. Would he imagine his lips being pressed against hers? His tongue sliding in and around her cunt? Would he softly suck on her clit as he wanked? Sandy hoped so. Sandy realised exactly what sort of inspiration he wanted and she was optimistic that he would come, splashing his load of hot cum into a handful of tissues as he stared longingly at her 3 photos. She sighed deeply again. “Maybe I can send him more inspiration tomorrow,” she thought.

16 July 2026

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Sandy had been driving for over an hour and a half. She was heading towards the Adelaide Hills for a weekend break. Her marriage was over and she was free to enjoy her life with no stress or pressure. She was an independent woman who knew what she liked and was determined to get her share. The winter weather was against her. Rain had spluttered down initially, before the sharp winds took over and pummelled her car as she drove into the Hills. Clouds covered the sky and the rain grew heavier until her visibility was limited. She pulled into the parking lot of The Old Oak Cafe. Hers was the only car around on this gloomy day so she stopped right outside the door. The door closed with a soft tinkle. It was a homely place. A log fire in the corner filled the room with much needed warmth. Taking off her coat, she relaxed before the flames. She’d left home expecting better weather and was only wearing jeans and a light t shirt. He appeared from behind the counter. He was tall, with a solid build. He smiled and said “sit anywhere.” Sandy wasn’t sure if it was his smooth voice or the winter chill, but she felt her nipples harden as he spoke. “I’m sorry but the weather has set in and I was about to shut up shop. I’m surprised to see anyone on the road in this rain.” He walked to the front door and flipped the Open sign to Closed. Sandy watched him as he moved. His jeans were tight and his button down shirt was covered by a large leather apron. She licked her lips at the sight of his firm arse and wondered what was under his apron. “I can get you a coffee?” He asked. “You probably shouldn’t be driving at the moment. You are welcome to stay and enjoy the fire until things improve.” “Coffee, yes, thanks,” Sandy managed to splutter. “I need something hot and strong.” He disappeared behind the counter and the familiar sounds of a coffee machine filled the room. He returned with two mugs. “Do you mind if I join you?” Sandy smiled and nodded her head. Her mouth opened to say something as the lights flickered and went out. “Damn,” he said, “that’s the power gone!” “We can relax and enjoy your coffee,” Sandy managed to speak. He sat across from her. His face lit up by the flames of the fireplace. The rest of the room shrouded in darkness. Without a word, Sandy leaned across the table and softly kissed him on the lips. He responded willingly, his tongue teasing her mouth. “I want something hotter than coffee,” she whispered in his ear. Standing before him, Sandy quickly unbuttoned her jeans, letting them slide to the floor. With one quick move, she took off her t shirt and dropped it in his lap. Her tiny red g string highlighted her perfect arse. Moaning, she leant over the table and pushed her arse towards him. The red lace barely covered her pussy. Silently, he positioned himself behind her. Unseen, Sandy could feel his hands on her hips and the growing pressure of his erection. Gentle fingers carefully moved her g string to one side, exposing her lips, hot and wet. Sandy closed her eyes and softly moaned as his hard knob touched her. “Fuck me, now” she whispered. He laughed softly, “not yet.” Sandy moaned again as the touch of his knob disappeared. She squirmed, trying to push her hips back onto him. He laughed again. His mouth was now beside her. Sandy wriggled as his hot breath touched her delicate skin. He gently kissed her pussy. His fingers caressed her inner thighs and Sandy melted to his touch. His tongue traced the length of her cunt, slowly circling her aroused clit before his lips closed on it and he sucked hard. His tongue snaked into her body and Sandy squeaked in delight! Suddenly he was grasping her waist again, turning her body over. “I want to see your tits,” he said in a masterful voice. Sandy giggled as she turned, her back cold against the tabletop. She spread her arms wide, stretching her breasts before him. He stared at her luscious pink nipples resting atop her soft milky bosoms. “Yes” he mumbled, “that’s making me hard!” He stood between her thighs as reached out with both hands to grasp her tits! As he leaned forward, Sandy grabbed his hard cock. His firm flesh was hot in her hand. She giggled again as she guided his erection towards her cunt. “I want you inside me,” she said, “what do I have to do?” “My god, your tits are magnificent!” He cried. Sandy wrapped her long legs around his waist, trapping him between her thighs. She held his hot cock in one hand while her other hand ensured her pussy lips were open and wet. Her fingers coaxed her juices, making her fingers slick. She positioned his knob just next to her cunt and squeezed her legs together, pushing him closer and closer. She could feel his cock as it slowly pushed into her wet cunt. He surrendered to her, and, grasping her hips, began to impale her with his erection. Sandy felt him gently stretching her cunt. It has been a while since she had enjoyed a hard dick inside her and she hoped that she was big enough to take every inch! “Ooh” she moaned. Her fingers tickled her clit as his cock slide into her cunt. From where he stood between her thighs, he could see her hand at work. He smiled! Her delicate fingers circled her engorged clit, make it stand erect and proud. He pushed his cock in a little further. Sandy’s other hand joined her first, caressing her lips and guiding his cock. He smiled as he watched her finger herself. He picked up his phone from the table and began to record Sandy at work. It was so arousing to watch her touching herself while he pushed his cock inside her. He watched as Sandy rubbed her fingers against her clit. She tried to push one finger inside but his dick filled her cunt. All she could do was tease her clit, rubbing it until she climaxed. He pulled his dick out to give Sandy’s fingers more opportunity. With phone in one hand, filming her at work, he moved beside her and standing next to her breast, his other hand began to rub his cock. It was a little wet from her cunt, but not wet enough. He spat into his fingers, just enough to lubricate his cock and he began to wank next to her. His knob touched her nipple as he rubbed himself. “Ah,” he moaned, “I’m nearly there.” Sandy replied “yes, yes. Come for me you big stud!” With the camera still filming he moved so that his dick pointed up and across her breast, towards her open mouth. With a grunt and a low groan, his body tensed and streams of hot, white cum exploded from his cock. The first drops splashed against Sandy’s breast, coating her nipple. The second stream arched over her chest and fell onto her throat and chin. Sandy wasn’t able to be disappointed because the hot cum touching her skin pushed over the edge and she climaxed with a sigh. Her hands reached out to his pulsing cock and guided it into her mouth. She wanted to lick and suck his cum from his red knob. She also wanted to hold him close. She wanted to massage her cum coated tits against his firm chest. Sandy closed her mouth around his cock, tasting and enjoying his cum that dribbled from the tip. Her tongue lapped up every drop. She was surprised how firm his cock was, even after delivering such a huge load. She was encouraged by his stamina. With a soft plop, Sandy spat his cock out of her mouth and asked “I hope you can repeat that performance, but in my pussy! I want your cum!” He smiled and silently picked her up and carried her in his arms towards the back of the cafe. In the dark storage room, he placed her gently onto a large bag of coffee beans. The hessian sack was rough against her bare skin but Sandy didn’t mind. Sandy stretched her back, spreading her legs as open as she could. He smiled at the sight of her nakedness. Her breasts wet with cum, gleamed in the half light. Once again, he stood between her thighs. Once again, Sandy wrapped her legs around his waist in a vice like grip. His hands lifted her hips up, opening her pussy even more. Gently but without stopping, he entered her. Sandy gasped as she felt the full length of his cock slide deep inside her. It was bigger than she had experienced before and she loved every inch. One full thrust and Sandy pussy brushed against his balls. He withdrew until just his knob was lingering inside her lips, then he thrust in again. “Oh, baby,” Sandy moaned. “Don’t stop.” He didn’t. Again and again he pushed the full length into her cunt, rocking her body rhythmically. Sandy got into the groove and moved her body in unison with his. She felt the familiar tingling start to grow between her thighs. Sandy closed her eyes and abandoned her body to him. Blissful waves washed over her body. Sandy was squirming and squealing as her body climaxed in a rush. Suddenly his body tightened and his arms grasped her like steel bands! His breathing was short and rapid as his body shuddered and his hips crashed into her. His cum gushed into her and he collapsed, spent, onto her body. With a heartfelt sigh, he rolled off Sandy, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a damp plop. Sandy could feel his cum as it oozed out of her pussy. Together they lay there in bliss until the electricity was restored and the harsh storeroom light came on. Dazed and a little blinded, they fumbled for their clothes. Looking out the window, Sandy could see that the weather had cleared. “I think it time for me to go,” she said, “how much to I owe you for the coffee?” “You can pay me next time you come this way,”he said with a smile.

16 July 2026

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He wasn’t searching for commitment, that chapter of his life had already been written. What drew him forward wasn’t the promise of forever, but the excitement of discovery. He sought chemistry, curiosity, and a woman who shared his desire to explore the connection between two people without expectations or obligation. His ideal playmate was confident, playful, and comfortable in her own skin. She possessed an adventurous spirit, an inquisitive mind, and the confidence to embrace new experiences. She understood that the most unforgettable encounters were built on trust, anticipation, and the willingness to surrender to the moment. To him, intimacy was never something to be rushed. It was an experience to savour. He admired every aspect of a woman, not just her beauty, but her confidence, her laughter, her reactions, and the unique way she expressed herself. He believed that true pleasure came from discovering what awakened her senses, taking the time to appreciate every nuance, and allowing curiosity to guide every shared experience. He was drawn to women who enjoyed playful banter, lingering eye contact, quiet confidence, and the thrill of mutual exploration. Women who saw intimacy not as a destination but as a journey, one where each new discovery deepened the connection and made the next moment even more irresistible. He wasn’t looking to change anyone’s life, nor was he searching for promises of tomorrow. He simply wanted to meet a woman who believed that passion could exist without expectation, that chemistry was worth pursuing for its own sake, and that life’s most memorable moments were often those shared with someone equally curious to explore every sensation, every emotion, and every possibility together. For the right woman, he promised no fairy tale, only honesty, respect, playful temptation, and an unforgettable journey of mutual discovery that would awaken every sense and leave both wondering where curiosity might lead next.

15 July 2026

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If you knew Brisbane in the late 90’s / early 2000’s Chelsea was a haven for the Queer, and LGBT community (still is today). With the sudden shift in wholesome family entertainment sweeping the city all of the sex shops needed a new home away from The Valley. Happily the neighborhood welcomed business owners with arms wide open. I myself worked in the area, and was super comfortable with the vibe that surrounded the streets. With that, this story takes place around 20 years ago. At the time I was a young hard working project manager of a construction company and our office was in the heart of that wonderful neighborhood. Her name was Heidi. There she was waiting for me outside my job. I was more confused than anything because I was leaving early and I believed I didn’t tell anyone. Seeing her was the last thing I wanted. I had plans later that evening, and some errands I had to take care of before going home. She ran up to me and gave me a kiss. I quickly asked her what she was doing here, and with a quick response told me that I mentioned last week that I’d be leaving early today. How to even explain Heidi. She was this beautiful country girl from the Atherton Tablelands. Strawberry blonde at 5 foot 8 inches. Green eyes heightened by coke bottle glasses, long legs that drew up to a large ass. Finally a slim waist that showcased her extremely firm 34c breasts which just defied gravity. Of course she was a country girl who came to the big city seeking that singing career. Her plan, typical to anyone in that career path was to work various retail jobs till she would hit that goal. We met by chance at a pub and hit it off from there. I was almost 10 years her senior, but she didn’t care. We didn’t have much in common, but the sex was always intense. The year we spent together was both liberating and quite exhausting. She was always more outgoing in the bedroom but lord have mercy I tried to keep up. Always asking to be choked, spanked, or tied up. We had a good thing going, but what ruined it was my lack of desire for a long term relationship. She was waiting for me because I have been brushing her off. Trying to make an impression I was always busy with work. I was also dealing with family issues and trying to salvage any shred of a social life with friends. Still there she stood before me. I was at a total loss for words. “Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked in a high pitched awkward sort of way. “I knew you were getting out early today so I hung around hoping to see you. You haven’t returned my voicemails today.” She said in this nervous tone. “I know you are super busy, but I’m here to pick you up. How about we could go back to my place, order a pizza and stay in”. She said as she pushed out her chest and shined with her brightest smile. She was waiting for a specific response, but I was lost between her batting her stunning green eyes, or her white ribbed top. Distraction is a word, this was a shirt so tight everyone couldn’t help but see her outline. She knew I was a breast man, and she was playing me like a fiddle. “I’m so sorry Heidi, I just have so much to do”. Speaking softly with words full of lies, as I continue with a false smile. “I have to take care of a few things here, and then I have to head home and deal with some family stuff”. This wasn’t the answer she was looking for, but she agreed to walk around with me in the neighborhood. I took her for a coffee and she came with me while I conducted some business at the post office. I reminded her I was pressed for time as I started heading towards the train station. She wrapped herself around my arm and we passed by an adult porn shop. She asked if we had time to pop in for a bit, just a little while. I told her I was pressed, but she reminded me of how much I do enjoy our time in adult stores together. Looking back I never did have a partner who enjoyed going up and down the aisles at a Sex Shop like Heidi. She had an eye for detail carefully looking for the most ridiculous DVDs to show me in an attempt to discover my kink. It was as if she actually loved the cheesy toys and the smell of cleaning chemicals. That soft pale skin under those horrific fluorescent lights was quite a sight. Her thrill would be teasing older men with her sexuality. If she knew we’d go shopping she’d wear tight clothing or even remove her bra to highlight her bouncy shape. She grew more confident over time asking men for recommendations of films they enjoy. Often they would shy away, but other times they would hold lengthy conversations. Talk about a kid in the candy store. There were several stores she was comfortable in, but no matter what store she was in she was always intrigued by what was happening in the back of the shops. The roped off area where the booths lie. Where men go in and stay a while. She asked a few times what happened back there. She wasn’t naive about what men do in the shadows, but she wondered if women were allowed to venture. I teased her many times that I’ll take her back to the Gloryhole. I even purchased a DVD for her about that world. I’d always fool around and tell her if she doesn’t hurry up I’ll take her back there. Little did I know that I planted a seed, and with enough time all things grow. Novelty Bookstores, Adult Stores or Sexual Shops all had their own layouts. Most shops had movies and toys up front with booths in the back. There was this one shop in particular that had it on the second floor. Just so happens that was her favorite shop, but she never set foot up there. Sadly that was a few blocks past my train station. The one we passed instead was just a dirty hole where you’d just get your lube, condoms or overpriced movies. I typically didn’t want to be in there longer than I'd like to be, but she didn’t mind it. “Come on, let’s just look for a little fun,” she said. Killing me with her smile. I told her I didn’t have time, so we walked on by. She was at the point where she just wanted to get me to stay or go back with her. When we arrived at my station she made her last offer. She didn’t want me to go home, and she was serious about wanting me to go back with her. I really didn’t have skin in the game, but she made her offer anyway. “Don’t go” she said in her softest voice. She pulled me close to give me a piece of her mind. “Come home with me. Come back with me so I can suck your cock”. She was tugging at my heart or actually my belt buckle as she just kept whispering “I want to suck your cock”. I wanted to give in, but I kept telling her that I had to go. I was saying anything , even promising a weekend together. Trying to sell her on a line that if she can wait a few days and we’d be together. I already was running late, and this very public conversation wasn’t getting any easier. Quite hard if I had to put it into perspective. Heidi’s attitude had a sudden change. “Don’t believe me? Fine, then take me to the back of the sex shop. I told you that I wanna suck your cock, let me suck your cock”, she said in a low but stern tone. Her hand visibly groping my crotch. Her eyes now focused, as if she was looking through me. She wasn’t kidding. The shop on Lake st had the booths on the second floor. It was in viewing distance from the corner I was standing on. Considering I was already late, and growing short on patience I called her bullshit. “If this is what you want, then fine by me”. I grabbed her wrist and started walking towards the shop. It was around 3 in the afternoon on a Tuesday, so the streets weren’t too busy. The shop should be empty, and I just wanted this over. I repeated “you want this, fine. Just do everything I say”. I was giving her every opportunity to get out of this. She nodded in agreement. Her confidence was fading. Maybe because I was holding her wrist too tight, or maybe it was my attitude. Honestly thinking back right now I didn’t give her enough time to change her mind. I know she bit off more than she could chew. Few minutes later we open the door and the first thing you see is the staircase on the left, and the checkout counter is on the right. The only person we see is the middle eastern guy behind the counter reading a newspaper. Still holding her wrist we made a straight line for the stairs. I wasn’t giving her the time. That’s when I found the three men just standing around waiting for something to happen. When I turned to the landing it was two middle eastern men, both in their 40’s talking to each other. One one of the two clearly worked there by what he was wearing. Finally there was an older tall spanish guy in the corner just loitering by the wall of DVD’s that are ***********ions in the booth. The room was lit, mainly being surrounded by windows, and the shades being white. There was no sneaking in and out. It was a small room. Just four buddy booths across the back wall. We stuck out like sore thumbs and with my current mood I didn’t give a fuck who saw us. Heidi on the other hand was definitely nervous. Her hands were sweating, she could still back out, but didn’t say a thing. Booth guy asked me if we needed small bills, but I nodded no. We just walked by him straight to the booths. That's when he barked at me that we couldn’t share. Since I didn’t have any plans to share a space we continued over. Took her to booth number 3, then I pulled out some bills and tore off $20. I put it in her hand and told her to feed the machine. I deliberately held her there and spoke slowly. I asked that she remove her top and bra. I explained loud and clear how this might get messy. I told her to listen out for two knocks on the wall. She seemed confused, so with a laugh I said “that’s the universal sound that a guy’s about to shoot his load” With that I let go of her hand, pushed her in and closed her door. I entered the booth to the right of her. I know I put her on display in that booth. There wasn’t a person in that room who wasn’t looking at her body when we walked in, and they all knew that the booth to her left was open and available. She was scared shitless, but this is what she wanted. I heard the machine take her money, and I also heard someone enter the door on the left of her. I too fed the machine, $20 would be enough for a while. Like a purist I cycle for something to watch while I wait till she’s ready. That's when I heard her voice down below. “What do I do now big boy”. I see her smiling face and hands through the slot about waist high. Just thinking about her face next to all that dried cum just started to get me going. I told her to hang on, that's when I heard another machine being fed. I was now flustered. The show was about to start and I was still wearing my blazer. I undid my pants and let them drop to the floor. I bent down to see if she was ready, and was surprised that she took everything off. The light from her TV screen lit up her translucent body and I told her to get back on over here. Just like that she dropped to her knees and took the position. I pulled out my rock hard cock and stuck it directly into her waiting mouth. Just like that, instant relief. I closed my eyes and just felt wave after wave of pleasure as I felt the warmth of her tongue trying to get under my foreskin. She was hungry, and maybe a little too eager. Without any pace or patience she just started sucking like a hungry animal. My body pressed up against the wall, my hips all out of whack. I was a little too tall for this situation and I was beginning to panic that this wasn't going to work out. Then she stopped. “Hey, there is a guy watching me. He’s trying to grab a feel”. She didn’t sound annoyed, but concerned. I told her to ignore him, “let him watch, just focus on me”. With that she went back to sucking for what seemed like forever, but it was no more than a minute when she stopped again. “He’s trying to talk to me, he wants me to turn around”. She seemed pretty excited, “He said he wants to touch my titties”. I’m standing there with my dick through a slit in the wall. My nervous and suddenly excited girlfriend is naked in the room one over from me. Now this stranger is trying to catch a feel off of her. This was spiraling out of my control. I drop back down and tell her to turn around. “Baby I want to fuck you. Let’s give him something to watch”. Saying that made her eyes grow big. With that I stuck my dick back into the hole, a moment later I just felt my cock get swallowed whole. She must have freshly shaved because her pussy was so wet and smooth that I almost came right there. Here I am filling her in the booth bareback and not even caring. I can feel the vibrations of her ass slapping the paper thin walls. We were matched in rhythm to my slight and awkward thrusts. She no longer has a filter and is moaning as we are just fucking. There is no secret in the room with the noise she is making. This goes on for more than a minute or two, that's when she stops again. I punch the wall as I’m losing my mind with the starting and stopping. She comes back to the slit panicked to tell me he stuck his cock through the wall. “Heidi” I snapped back. “What the fuck did you think was going to happen. I don’t give a fuck what you do. Suck him off, jerk him off or do nothing. I don’t care. Just put that ass back on the wall and fuck me”. She just looked at me with a blank stare. Then her face disappeared. I put my cock back through the opening. What felt like more than a moment passed finally I felt her pushing back onto my cock. Her pussy was soaking wet. We started getting back into rhythm, but this was different. She was more stationary, and less vocal. It was just as if her ass was pressed up against my opening. I could hear her grunting, but it was muffled. That’s when I knew she took his cock in her mouth. She loved oral, and given the opportunity she grabbed it. Just thinking about what she was doing. The warmth of her pussy. The sounds she was making, the sounds the guy two over was making. I swear I was going to explode. Knock knock, but it wasn’t me. She stopped her slight motion and slid off my cock. She was doing what I told her to do. Taking care of business, but graceful she was not. Heidi was making gag reflex choking sounds. She sounded like she took his load like a champ, but I lost my wet pussy. But before I pulled my cock back out she slid it back on. She was fucking me again. With gusto and thrusts. She was still coughing, but she was also talking to the guy. They were laughing and once again she resumed her moans of ecstasy. I heard the door open, but it closed back with a slam. This must be guy number two. Money was being fed back into the machine. My head was already wondering who joined us the first time. Now I am left to wonder what was going to happen here. It didn’t take long before she slowed down her pace to a full stop. Her moans were replaced with the slurping sounds of oral sex. Just hearing her slobber all over that cock I could tell she was in full lust. Just then I felt her pussy swell up and erupt. Heidi was a squirter and you better believe that I received a little backsplash, and that was enough for me to lose it. Knock knock. This time it was me. I don’t know why I thought she was going to have me finish in her mouth but then she started fucking the wall again. Knock Knock. I thought about pulling out but even I got lost in the moment. I placed my hands up against the wall as I shot rope after rope in her pussy. I felt like I dropped five or six streams into her. It just kept going, and she just pressed up her ass against the wall and screamed “FUCK YES”. She was just taking my load, and I wanted to collapse. Just like that it was over. She slipped off my cock and without missing a beat she was servicing the other guy. I was in disbelief. I just came in Heidi for the first time, and it was at a gloryhole. With that I started cleaning myself up so I could get dressed. I could hear the slobbering, and I just had to take a peek of what was going on. I laughed at the thought of her getting messy. What I saw was a woman in a squat position rubbing her pussy with one hand sucking a fucking huge cock. She really was a kid in the candy store. She was so focused she didn’t even notice that I put on my jacket and grabbed my bag. With that I stepped out. The guy with the money belt who worked there was waiting outside my door. Apparently she took care of the other two guys and he was the last who wanted next. So I just stepped aside and let him in. I walked over to the stairs and lit a cigarette and waited for Heidi to finish up. That is when I heard something that surprised me. There was moaning, and grunting still finally she lost it. “Fuck. FUCK. FUCK ME HARDER…. HOLY SHIT” she screamed. The rickety booths started shaking again. She must have not had enough. Her moans turned to screams to muffled sounds of gaging. She was being spit roasted again. She was cursing, moaning and making ungodly sounds. There was no filter, and you could hear crystal clear. I lit another cigarette, I figured this was going to take a while. I shook my head as I figured she mounted the big boy. But these guys didn’t stand a chance, it just took a few minutes. Knock knock. From the left. Knock knock. From the right. I was so surprised that I actually choked on my cigarette. They were both cumming, and the thought of her trapped in the middle made my cock twitch. The sounds of two men groaning started giving me thoughts of a second round. My cock was throbbing in my pants, and given another few minutes I might have been ready to go. Sadly the sudden silence made it clear that the good times were over. A few moments passed. The big cock booth opened first, and I was surprised it was the guy from downstairs. He just walked past me adjusting his pants and without missing a beat yelled something about how smoking was not allowed. Moments later the money belt guy’s door opened up and he walked past me without even looking at me. He just walked back downstairs. I walked over to Heidi’s door and knocked. To my surprise she never even locked her door. I just opened it to find her on her knees. She looked exhausted, but the way the light caught her body she looked beautiful. The way her young body glistened with fluids, the moment captured forever in my mind. Just kneeling there with cum in her hair, across her face and chest. I told her that she should clean up, but she just stared at the floor with a blank face. Finally she looked up at me defeated, or maybe she was tired. None the less I grabbed the roll of paper towels off the wall in the booth and handed it to her. She didn’t say anything, and I didn’t ask. I helped her clean up a bit, and handed her clothes to her that she left folded on the booth chair. Got her dressed and left. In less than 30 minutes she drained 4 guys and possibly took two creampies. She tried to talk to me as we were leaving, but I said it was okay. It was okay. I could tell she was tired. We walked to the street corner and grabbed a cab back to her place. I told her we’ll take a shower and order some food. She seemed to like that idea.

15 July 2026

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On a beautiful balmy day the slightest of breezes caresses my mahogany locks. The ground beneath rumbles through my whole body. I feel every sensation Mother Nature has provided for me. I am wearing my panty vibrator which I move around to catch the rumbles on my clit. My pussy is wet and my nipples extend to stand proud under my thin wet t-shirt. I can feel my orgasm building slowly as I turn my vibrator up. It's such a warm feeling and my pussy is so wet and warm. As I look to the ground the cracks remind me of my open 'gina when I slide my finger down it parting my flaps. My orgasm is building quickly now and the pulsation of my vibrator is savouring. I can hear someone calling I cannot respond, my orgasm intense making me quiver and tremble. It slowly subsides, oh the feeling is so epic I could do this all day. Someone is still calling out. I turn around and it's my boss. Oh no I'm in trouble here. I'm so wet and weak he can well and truly take advantage of me in this state. I call back "yes boss". He calls back "smoko now get off the tractor"

13 July 2026

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A story inspired by the radio. Apologies to anyone who can’t hear the music. Endless gratitude to the highly skilled artists who created the soundtrack of our lives from nothing. In this episode, special thanks to the legendary Suzi Quatro and her voice, together with Mike Chapman, Nicky Chinn as songwriters. *** *** *** *** The night was cool and dark. There were only a few stars in the sky. The moon wouldn’t rise for several hours. The Priestess walked into the forest glade. She kept her gown pulled tight. She was naked under the roughly spun wool and it rubbed coarsely against her skin. Her acolytes marched behind her softly chanting. The Priestess followed the hard earth path. She didn’t need the light of the flaming torches that her acolytes carried. She had walked this path many times in her short life. She was only five when she was sent to live with the Old Priestess. That was at least 12 years ago. The training had been harsh but at least she had regular food. She no longer remembered her original family. The Old Crone who was priestess before her had been a harsh mistress but she did teach her everything she needed to know. The Ancient Lore of the Demon God of the Forest had initially been bashed into her as a small child. Day and night, she had to learn the history of Daytona Divinity and now, after many long years, it was her opportunity to summon her idol. “Feel good, oh feel free” the acolytes chanted, “and I know he always feels like me!” The chanting continued, the words echoed through the forest, rhythmically beating in time with her heart. She stopped at the edge of the clearing. The full moon had just risen and cleared the tops of the surrounding trees. One solid beam of moonlight pierced the night, illuminating the harsh stone altar found in the middle of the clearing. Pale light shone on the altar highlighting the solid, shaft of rock thrusting up from the altar’s centre. Chanting acolytes marched around the altar. “Let your motor make me heaven bound. Hang in, hang on, turn me on.” The Priestess stood motionless before the altar as one of the acolytes removed her gown. Naked under the moonlight, she listened as the chanting grew louder. The primal beat rocked her lithe body. The chill of the night sent shivers across her bare flesh. Goosebumps formed on her skin and her proud nipples stood firm on her pert breasts. An acolyte moved towards her, sweet aromas wafted from the earthenware jug he carried. Silently, he poured fragrant oil over her head, cascading down her body. Firm hands anointed her entire body with oil. Strong arms lifted her and carried her to the altar. A second acolyte poured more oil onto the stone shaft in the centre of the altar. Pools formed on the base of the solid rock. The chanting subtly changed. “Ride me, ride you. We do anything we wanna do. Speed you, speed me, you’re my machine.” Kneeling on top of the altar, the Priestess clutched the rocky shaft before her. She straddled the shaft, her fingers wrapped around it, carefully guiding it as she slowly lowered her body onto rocky protrusion. Her hot and swollen pussy lips stretched as she pushed herself down. With a loud cry, she exclaimed “Feel good, oh feel free. I know he always feels like me.” “He’s my souped up, heavy hung, he-man. He’s my Daytona Demon!” Kneeling on the top of the altar, the stone phallus deep inside her cunt, the Priestess leaned backwards, arching her back and exposing her naked chest to the night sky. “Ride up, ride down, let your motor take me heaven bound.” The Priestess thrust her lithe body up and down on the stone erection. The surrounding acolytes cast aside their cloaks and flaming torches, and started dancing naked around the altar. Moonlight covered the clearing, shining on a multitude of naked, oil covered bodies as the Priestess masturbated on the altar. Suddenly, lightning flashed across the clear sky. Thunder rumbled loudly as finally, with a horrific scream, the Priestess reached climax. Lightning appeared to strike the altar and blinded the surrounding acolytes. Standing on the altar, before the prone body of the Priestess, was a tall naked man. The Priestess opened her eyes, and said softly, “it’s my Demon, my Daytona Demon!” Forked lightning flashed across the sky, briefly illuminating the hard chiseled body of the naked Demon. Eons had passed since he had possessed a physical body and he wanted to make use of every bit. The Priestess swooned at the sight of his engorged penis. It was bigger than the rock phallus that she had used to bring herself to the heights of ecstasy. Her body quivered at the thought of him further stretching her raw pussy. She moaned in anticipation. The Demon looked down at her naked body, spreadeagled before him. He licked his lips as he fell onto her. Bodies slick with oil twisted together. She was underneath him and her legs wrapped around his waist. His hot body burned to her touch, it felt like his skin was on fire. His large hands gripped her waist as he positioned himself between her knees. His cock was enormous and it was pushing against her swollen cunt. He thrust his knob into her. She screamed as her body stretched to fit him. It felt like she would be torn in half. The Priestess called on all her supporting gods as he slowly entered her. Her pussy lips were raw and the pain pushed her to the edge of reality. She called on every god and demon as if her very life depended on it. She felt the bones in her spine crack as her body arched. The Demon rolled onto his back, dragging her body with him. She sighed momentarily as the pressure lifted from her. His hands gripped her waist, long talons on his fingers ripping into her flesh as he lifted her up onto his erection. She stretched her back, her firm nipples silhouetted by blue flashes of lightning as she struggled to fit him inside her throbbing cunt. Suddenly, boiling hot demon seed exploded into her. The Priestess screamed as her body climaxed. Ecstasy flooded her mind. Waves of passion rocked her very soul and she momentarily lost all consciousness. Satisfied, the Demon tossed her limp body to one side. She was done but his passion was only beginning to peak. The Demon looked at the coupling acolytes scattered around the stone altar. The sexual tension created by the summoning of the Demon had overwhelmed all the acolytes, who had shed their cloaks as well as their inhibitions, and were now engaged in a wild lusty orgy. The Demon grinned as he watched young bodies connected together in passion. He stepped off the altar and moved to join them. Naked couples writhed on the grass indiscriminately. Moans of passion formed a background noise punctuated by occasional squeals and screams as orgasms echoed across the clearing. The Demon towered over two female acolytes locked in the 69 position. The Demon knelt beside them, taloned fingers running down their naked skin. The Demon’s throbbing cock grew firm as the licking and sucking continued. The Demon carefully peeled them apart. It had been eons since the Demon had a physical body and he was going to maximise every opportunity. The two women fawned at the Demon’s hips. Four soft hands cradled the Demon’s massive balls as the women willingly kissed and fondled him. Their eyes were glazed and out of focus, a result of the cult’s use of hallucinogenic substances in their prayer rituals. They couldn’t clearly see the demonic form before them but their smiles of delight were real. The Demon positioned the first woman on to her hands and knees. “Ride me, ride you. We do anything you want to do,” she managed to chant as the Demon’s taloned hands gripped her hips. She gasped as the hot knob of the Demon’s penis touched her swollen pussy lips. She had never experienced such delight as the knob forced her eager lips to open. Talons dug into her fleshy hips, lifting her body as the shaft entered her. “Speed you, speed me,” she managed to moan, “I’m your machine.” Before she could say anything else, her abandoned friend moved to sit on her face, pushing her dripping wet cunt onto her mouth. The second acolyte giggled as she felt her friend’s tongue on her pussy. She reached forward to wrap her arms around the Demon’s hips and her body rocked back and forth as the Demon pumped his cock into her friend. “Feels good, oh feels free. I know he always feels like me.”she chanted as the Demon’s rough calloused hands enveloped her breasts. The Demon’s body quivered as he climatically came, shooting his evil spunk deep inside the body of the female acolyte, who seemed to be having an epileptic fit as her entire body shook. Unperturbed, the Demon pulled his cock out of her shivering flesh, cum still pumping out and splashing on her bare flesh. The second acolyte eagerly adopted the doggy position and prostrated herself before the insatiable Demon who quickly filled her pussy with his throbbing cock. Just as quickly, she received a load of his hot, burning seed. The Demon moved around the clearing, impregnating male and female acolytes alike as the night wears on. The Priestess stirs as the first light of day interrupts the orgy. Her entire body aches and she has the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. Nevertheless, she is devoted to her idol. “My lord,” she calls, “beware of the sun!” “We will serve you again, at the next moon, my Demon, but it is time for you to depart.” The Demon stands fully erect on the stone altar and roars his disapproval at the coming day. A deafening crash of thunder coincides with a blinding blue white flash of lightning, enveloping the altar in searingly hot flames. And the Demon is gone. Daylight finds the clearing filled with comatose naked acolytes as the Priestess struggles to open her eyes. Her body feels broken but she will recover. Her hands run over her bare belly, and she smiles as she feels the first stirring of demonic life…

12 July 2026

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As with every crazy scenario, it was originally floated as a joke. Some playful banter between us, the kind that blurred the line between teasing and truth. Sent into the air with jest, to allow for a smooth retreat if the idea didn’t land. We were lying in bed, locked in our favourite embrace. On the side where cuddling feels best, and at the angle where kissing feels just right. A sleepy safe space. Your head was resting on my chest, your fingers idly tracing along my skin. The conversation drifted the way it often did — flirty, suggestive, touched with innuendo. You were always so complimentary, always so fixated on my cock. Even in banter I could feel your underlying feelings. The way you love to touch it, and admire it. Sometimes worshipping it with your lips and hands. It was so empowering, the way you could never seem to get enough, and to feel like I was never going to stop giving it to you, at every opportunity. I smirked, brushing my fingers over your shoulder as a thought popped into my head. “You love it so much…” I murmured, my head tilting to catch your eye as I delivered the punch line. “Maybe one isn’t enough for you.” It was meant to be lighthearted, but the moment the words left my mouth, I saw something flicker in your expression. Your breath caught for just a second, words rushing to your lips before halting. Your eyes darted just a little before you recovered, chuckled, played along. I could have sworn your cheeks even went the slightest bit red. When your gaze moved thoughtfully to the ceiling, I knew that something was wriggling through your mind, lingering, planting itself deep. I tilted your chin up, catching your gaze. “Would you?” I asked, my voice softer now, more serious, faltering a bit from sudden nerves. I cleared my throat a touch before resuming eye contact and a more confident tone. “Would you like that?” You hesitated, shyly. You knew exactly what I was asking. “I’ve thought about it,” you admitted, and I could feel your legs, one draped over me, twist a little. Telling me that your brain wasn’t the only part of you processing this idea. Under your breath you added “I just… I wouldn’t know where to start.” I let my hand slide down your back, slow and deliberate, fingertips pressing lightly into your hips. “If I organised it,” I said, my lips brushing the shell of your ear, “if you trust me… I could do that for you.” I felt you shiver, your body responding before your mind could catch up. I could hips feel your legs rubbing together anew, your hips gently swaying the way they do when you get aroused, when you get instantly wet. “I’d love to see you with someone you know,” I continued, my voice dropping lower, my hand gripping your hip just a little tighter. “See how much you turn them on. See how much you satisfy them. To watch them discover how good you are.” Your eyes closed, slowly, nudging me forward. “I want to be right there,” I murmured. “I want to watch you slide onto a big, hard cock and see the way it makes you moan.” Your face flushed, heat blooming across your cheeks, down your neck. Your hand, already tangled with mine, grew warmer, fingers tightening just slightly. “Okay,” you said finally, almost too softly to hear. Then, more firmly: “I trust you. Maybe someday.” A beat passed. “You’ll have to set it up so I don’t change my mind.” A challenge. A promise. The ball was in my court. I wasted no time. By the next weekend, everything was in place. I had spent the week dropping hints, little teases woven into our conversations — subtle innuendo, knowing glances, the occasional smirk when you caught me watching you a little too intently. I wanted to stoke your curiosity, let the anticipation build, but I didn’t share details. For all you knew, it would just stay a fantasy forever. I had found the right person. Younger than us, but not by much. Shy, like me, but with a quiet confidence that suggested he was more than capable of unexpected things. Respectful and eager. When you arrived at my place that afternoon, you sensed it immediately. For a moment I worried I had overreached - you changed your mind, you only wanted the idea and the banter. Your grip on my hand tightened slightly, a silent question passing between us. My eyes told you the story, and you chose to dive in, stepping through the doorway. As we stepped through the doorway, you saw him, waiting in the other room. Not a face-to-face meeting, just an awareness. I wanted to give you a moment to warm up, to simmer in the possibility, without being overwhelmed with faces and names and kisses on the cheek. Still, you flashed me an incredulous look. Not mad, not disapproving - sheer amazement, and what I assume was a wave of excitement and nerves, flushing out any doubts you had with a sudden exhilaration that you might be able to live out a fantasy, one you had barely dared to speak into existence. “Come in,” I murmured, leading you further into the room. Having given him instructions on when to act, I took you alone into the living room, and drew you in for a kiss. You exhaled hurriedly and kissed me back, endorphins escalating. We kissed and wrapped each other in our touch and presence, as we so love to do when we see each other. I wanted to get you safe in our own bubble, rising in tandem to this new frontier. I caught your eye, with a questioning glance. Your face flushed, dead-serious with anticipation, you gave me a swift nod. “Come join us”, I called quietly to the next room. He stepped in, shyly at first, but showing his own excitement at this dream scenario he was walking into. I introduced you both, keeping it simple, giving you space to absorb the reality of the moment. Then, I laid out the rules. “He’s going to watch,” I explained, “Until you give the green light.” I let the words settle, giving you time to process. “If you want to stop at any point, we stop. If you change your mind, he’ll leave. No questions, no pressure. You’re in charge.” He put his hands to his chest in a gesture of affirmation. Comforted by the plan, I brought you over to the couch and sat you down, with one of us on either side. Knowing the boundaries made it easier to step into the unknown. I turned to you first, lifting a hand to your face, and drew you in for a soft open-mouthed kiss. A staple of our affection, but with an audience for the very first time. The room was already electric with possibility. But we began slowly. Our hands are on each other, touching and exploring, gently tugging at clothes. He is next to you, pivoted towards you, and from the bulge in his grey soft shorts you can see that he is loving our display and itching for the chance to touch you. Realising he was only allowed to watch for the moment, the room seemed to shrink, as our focus narrowed to each other, but with the audience clearly in mind. My hands slid over your body, unhurried, reacquainting myself with your curves and your skin where it showed. Drawing him a map of my favourite places, soft and warm and plentiful. I slid my fingers under the hem of your top, feeling the warmth of your stomach, sliding around to your back and pulling you closer. Beside you, he watched. I felt your body tense, then relaxed, flushed with excitement. The thrill of being observed adding a new layer to simple acts. Your hands were on me too, hand sliding up the back of my shirt, the other on my thigh and grabbing slightly for comfort. I didn’t rush you. We took our time, letting the moment unfold, letting the reality settle in. And then, as your shirt rode higher, as my lips brushed your neck, you shifted — just slightly — acknowledging him. I kissed your neck deeply and passionately, biting slightly. You let out a small gasp. He was close, pivoted toward you, the fabric of his grey shorts stretched tight over an unmistakable bulge. He wasn’t just watching. He was reacting. And from the way your breath shuddered against my lips, I knew you liked it. Liked being seen, and knowing exactly what kind of effect you were having. With each moment the desire from him radiated stronger. I shift you onto my lap, guiding you to straddle me, your thighs spreading over mine as I pull you against me. Positioned like this, you have the perfect view. He’s still watching, his posture relaxed but his eyes locked on your body. You shift just a little harder against me, rocking yourself into my cock, hard from moment we started but consolidating the escalating arousal into throbs that you could feel pressing into you. We kiss again, our movements taking on an eager rhythm. Hands wander, sliding over our exposed parts. Your hands are on my back and shoulders and mine alternate between your back and your bum, where I slide a hand down your underwear and squeeze firmly. There’s something unique about the restraint we’re holding onto — like two inexperienced teenagers caught in the haze of firsts, desperate yet only creeping over every barrier. We would usually be naked by now, melting into furious pleasure. I grip the hem of your shirt, tugging it up, feeling the way your body tenses just for a moment before you let me strip it away. You are wearing a sheer black bra that barely conceals your unapologetically engorged nipples. My hands slide up to cup your breasts, my thumbs circling over the delicate fabric, teasing, feeling the way your body reacts. You keep moving, rolling your hips over me, each shift pressing me firmer against you, making it nearly unbearable to stay confined in our clothes. I pull away just enough to murmur against your lips, “Stand up for me.” You do, and I make quick work of easing your skirt down your hips, letting it pool at your feet. You stand there for a moment, stripped down to nothing but your underwear, I can see goosebumps on your skin from the sheer exhilaration of being so exposed, so on display, being desired in stereo surround sound. I peel my own shirt off, then push down my shorts, leaving one last layer of fabric between us. You don’t hesitate — you climb back onto my lap, drawn to the feeling of skin against skin, the delicious pressure of my cock pressing up against your centre, only thin layers of fabric keeping us from absolute relief. He is still watching, wide eyed and lustful, with a hand palming the bulge in his shorts. He’s making it very clear just how much he’s enjoying the show. He is grabbing his bulge and the shape the shorts cling to give a hint at what lies beneath. With nothing but a look, you invite him closer. He eyes me for confirmation, and I telepathically urge him to release himself to you. Your fingers nudge over his thigh, tentatively exploring, until they reach the edge of his shorts. You hesitate for only a moment before pressing your palm against him and sliding it up his shorts. Your eyes widen when you encounter fewer obstacles than you imagined. He is not wearing any underwear, and instead of a layer of taught fabric, you nudge against and then wrap your fingers around a radiantly warm, throbbing cock. His skin is hot and smooth and pulsing. He exhales just slightly at your touch, but he remains still, letting you take control. For a second you are overtaken by the sensation of holding him in one hand while feeling me press against you elsewhere. Your brain is stumbling over the maths of two rock hard cocks, both wanting you simultaneously, yearning to touch and be touched by you, to please you. You rise from my lap, guiding me with you, your fingers lacing through mine. I let you lead, let you position me standing in front of you as you take my spot on the couch, and resume your grip on his cock. Your hands move instinctively, pressing your palm against the rigid outline of my cock, feeling the pulse of it, the weight of it in your grasp. With a teasing flick of your fingers, you slip them beneath the waistband of my underwear, dragging them down slowly but firmly. And then — release. My cock springs free, slapping against my stomach, still glistening slightly from where you’d been grinding against me. A slow smile passes your lips, and even he — still watching — lets out the faintest sound of approval. Whether it’s for me or for you, who can tell. You grip me in both hands, alternating slow strokes from the base to the tip, testing my firmness and rigidity. I couldn’t possibly be any harder. After our slow tease your speed takes me by surprise — without a word, you lean in, your breath warm and urgent as your lips part and you take me into your mouth. The sensation is instant and overwhelming. My head falls back, a groan slipping past my lips as your tongue swirls, your mouth enveloping me with slow, deliberate pressure. My hand placed gently on your head, I give your hair the gentlest of squeezes. You are so, so good at this. And you definitely know it. As you continue to move your mouth back and forth, he mirrors your movement, his hand finally breaching contact with you, pressing against the small of your back. Just a light touch — tentative, exploratory at first, and when you moan with pleasure he takes the cue to elaborate further with his touch. His hands explore you hungrily — gliding over your breasts, brushing your nipples through the sheer fabric of your bra, tracing the curves of your body and feeling your goosebumps rise. He moves lower, fingertips trailing down your thighs, feeling the heat radiating from between them. And then, finally, he nudges against your underwear, pressing against the undeniable wetness there, the beacon of pleasure pulsing a silent siren of lust - ready to begin. Your hand is still wrapped around him, stroking steadily, and he again mirrors your movements, shifting closer. But before you let things escalate, there’s something you want first. You pull your hand away and prompt him to stand. Without hesitation, you strip him of his shorts, his penis comically bursting forth, a view that matches the touch you were enjoying. You have unveiled him fully. And for a fleeting moment, there’s something almost amusing about the sight — two naked men before you, side by side, both hard and waiting, cocks standing at attention in your direction. You could ask us to do literally anything, we would obey. It’s your first time seeing his penis, and you take it in — the striking similarities, the familiar yet thrilling newness. There’s no need to compare, no need to choose. They are both yours tonight. With a firm grip, you take us both in hand, stroking in tandem, feeling the power of two men at your disposal. For a second, you toy with the idea of dropping to your knees, taking us both into your mouth, but that is not how you want to start. You rise to stand between us, pressing your body between ours, and the feeling is overwhelming — warm, solid, electric. I kiss you deeply, my hands roaming over your back and down to your ass, visiting my happy place. At the same time, his hands move to your chest, cupping your breasts, fingertips grazing your nipples, already stiff with anticipation. Emboldened, his fingers find the clasp of your bra and undo it effortlessly. The fabric falls away, and with barely a pause, we hypnotically lower our mouths to your breasts, and you shudder at the feeling of a soft, delicate mouth planted on each nipple, worshipping your body. You cradle the back of his head, pressing him closer. I drop lower, kissing down your stomach, hands guiding your hips as I kneel before you. I hook my fingers into your underwear and begin sliding them down, revealing you inch by inch. The moment you are bare, my hands return to your body — fingers caress the roundness of your ass in a worshipping touch. I press my palm against your pussy and feel its urgency and insatiable wetness, and your knees weaken for just a moment. As I am enjoying the spectacle of your perfect, majestic pussy. I can’t fight the urge any longer, to taste you. Planting a series of kisses on your thighs, I reach your vulva in only two or three steps, and plant my mouth and tongue firmly against you, shiny and wet and quivering at the touch. You’re entirely exposed, and the feeling of us pressed against you — his lips teasing your breasts, my breath hot against your vulva — is overwhelming in the best possible way. You are hot and wet, slippery in an otherworldly way, and you let out a loud moan. He has lifted to kiss your neck and cup your breasts in his hands, and you are relishing the multiple sensations. I plunge my tongue deep and your taste is intoxicating, I am licking and nudging your clit, and where my hands are still on your bum I can feel you tensing and pushing into me. You let out a deep, shuddering moan, your body arching instinctively, caught between the two of us, every nerve alight with pleasure. He continues his devotion to your breasts, alternating firm hands and teasing lips, while my hands tighten around your hips, anchoring you as I lose myself in you. You’re trembling, overwhelmed, lost in the sheer ecstasy of being touched, kissed, worshipped from every angle. We are lost in the rhythm of each other, bodies entwined. He moves behind you, pressing firm against your back, his cock nestled between the curves of your ass. His kisses your neck and his hands are gliding over your body — relishing the freedom to explore. I am still knelt before you, my mouth devoted to your pleasure, tongue moving in deep, deliberate strokes, pressing and circling your clit, drinking in the sounds you make. Sensing your need for more, I rise and take your hand, leading you to the bedroom, him trailing close behind, his cock swaying a rigid arc with every eager step. I settle onto the bed, my back against the sheets, cock rigid and waiting. You climb onto me, straddling my hips, your warmth pressing down against me, teasing as you slide yourself along the head of my cock. The sensation is exquisite — the slickness of you against me, the pressure building as you rock your hips, prolonging the moment, drawing it out until we’re both aching for more. He perches beside us, close enough to touch, watching as you move. You reach for him without hesitation, wrapping your fingers around his cock, stroking him as you continue your slow, torturous teasing against me. And then, finally, you let your weight sink down, the head of my cock pressing insistently at your entrance. The tension is breathtaking, your body stretching to take me, the exquisite friction igniting every nerve in both of us. A gasp escapes your lips as I slide deeper, stretching, filling you, completely. A moment of stillness — just the pulse of our bodies locked together — before you begin to move. You rise and fall, sliding and grinding, taking me deeper with every motion. Your pleasure is written across your face, your body responding instinctively, each thrust sending waves of heat through you. Even as you move, your hand remains on him, gripping him tighter with every jolt of pleasure that courses through you. He groans at your touch. As you and I continue to move together, our bodies locked in that perfect rhythm, he shifts behind you, sliding into the space between our tangled legs. At first, I think he just wants a closer view, but then I feel it — his hands tracing the curve of your ass, his cock nuzzling against you, brushing teasingly as you rock back. The sensation makes you pause, your movements slowing, growing more deliberate. You lean forward, pressing your chest to mine, lips finding mine in a heated kiss as you continue to ride me, your body now perfectly open to him. He takes the invitation without a word, pressing the tip of his cock against you, gliding it through the wetness, teasing the space where you and I are still connected. I feel it too — the undeniable presence of another cock sliding against mine, and you are struck by the impossible thought of what it might feel like if he pushed deeper. The idea electrifies you. You moan into my mouth, your breath shuddering with the sheer intensity of it. The thought alone sends waves of heat through you, tightening your grip around me. It seems unfathomable, two of us inside you at once, but the thrill of it is undeniable. He continues to tease, pressing, gliding, hinting at something that would stretch the limits of pleasure. But we have something else in mind. I let myself slide free of you, feeling the rush of cool air where our bodies had been joined. And the moment I withdraw, he takes my place, pressing into you in one smooth motion. You feel release as he unleashes his desire and takes you. A gasp catches in your throat as the new angle, the new sensation, sends a fresh wave of intensity crashing over you. You barely have time to process it before I shift positions, sliding up the bed, positioning myself in front of you as you prop yourself up on all fours. He grips your hips, holding you steady as he begins to move, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through you. I watch the way you take him, the way your body welcomes him, the way he fills you completely. And as your mouth parts with breathless moans, I slide my cock past your lips, letting you taste me between gasps, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of being consumed in every way at once. Our bodies move in sync, a final rhythm of pleasure and urgency, the room filled with the raw sounds of our shared ecstasy. He grips your hips, his pace increasing, and I sense an impending release. The sight of you like this — taken, worshipped, utterly lost in pleasure — has been intoxicating. But now, a small possessive need rises within me. I’ve loved sharing you, but I want to be the one to claim this moment. I give him a nod — a silent request to switch. He hesitates only for a moment before relinquishing his place, his cock slick and dripping from your wetness as he pulls away. As you take him into your mouth, he exhales sharply, his body tensing at the new sensation. The mix of his heat, the newness, and the familiar taste of your own brand, imprinted on his skin sends another rush through you. This is yet another first — one that will linger in your memory long after we are finished. I waste no time. Stepping in behind you, I push into you once more. Somehow, as wet as you are, there is still resistance, still a moment where we both pause, savouring the stretch and the fullness of the new rhythm. I press deeper, leaning over you, my chest against your back, my hand snaking around to touch your pussy. My fingers tease and circle as I thrust, determined to take you over the edge. Your moans are muffled by his cock, your breath coming in desperate gasps between each stroke. Your body is begging for more, your voice breaking into broken, pleading moans of “yes, yes, oh my god — “ And then, it happens. Your whole body tenses, trembling with an unstoppable wave of pleasure. Your limbs tighten, muscles locking as your orgasm rips through you, powerful and all-consuming. I hold still for a moment, feeling the way you pulse around me, and then your body gives me no choice — I let go. Pleasure crashes over me in a sudden, overwhelming wave, and I bury myself as deep as I can go, spilling into you as I groan, utterances and sounds I can barely recognise, muffled by my mouth pressing against your skin, slick with the perspiration of pleasure. Following our cue, he has taken himself in hand, stroking with quick, desperate motions, lost in the sight of you writhing beneath me. He doesn’t have to work for it — he’s been on the edge for a while, and you know exactly how to tip him over. A strangled sound escapes him as he comes, his release spilling across his chest, his eyes locked onto you the entire time. The air is thick with heat and exhaustion, our bodies spent, the last tremors of pleasure still echoing through us. He is the first to move, sliding off the bed and heading for the shower. He trails his hand over yours as he exits, and you squeeze hands in a gesture of united gratitude. After a moment, we follow, standing beneath the hot spray, the steam wrapping around us like a cocoon. There is no urgency now, only warmth, only the afterglow. He turns to you, and you give him a small, lingering kiss — a quiet thank you for the pleasure and indulgence. He nods, stepping out, leaving just us. I pull you back into me, wrapping my arms around you from behind, cradling you in the heat of the water. Your body melts into mine, your hands resting over mine, your breathing slow and content. And for now, we stay like this — embracing, warm, and completely satisfied.

12 July 2026

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