As the fog of sleep slowly cleared from my mind I became aware of my surroundings. The sun was streaming through cracks in the curtains, lighting a beautiful scene. A naked Lucia was bending down on her hands and knees, gently stroking my balls and kissing the velvety tip of my cock, which was rapidly hardening. Her hair hung like a curtain, tickling the shaft as she moved her soft lips over my foreskin. What a way to wake up! It was so wonderful I didn’t want to break the spell so pretended to still be asleep, and watched through ¾ closed eyes as she worshipped my dick. My foreskin half rolled back as my cock grew to full hardness and I watched her slowly and gently run the tip of her tongue up the full length of my shaft and back down again to my balls, loving the contrast between the soft skin and the now iron-hard flesh beneath. She kissed my balls and slowly, softly, sucked one in to her mouth as she wrapped those beautiful hands round my dick. This was almost too much to bear, I gave a sharp intake of breath which I tried to stifle as she rolled my ball around inside her wet mouth. As she moved her tongue back up towards my tip, my whole cock, and it felt like my whole body, was now quivering with desire. Then she wrapped her hand around my shaft again and gently rolled my foreskin the rest of the way down, fully exposing the fat head, and studied it for what felt like a minute but was probably a second or two, then reached out her tongue, touched the super sensitive spot under the head, and ran her tongue all around the head, lubing it up, and planted a big fat kiss right on the hole. She breathed, warm breath making my head twitch, opened her beautiful mouth and slowly, ever so slowly, engulfed the whole head of my cock, the hot, wet pocket of her mouth sucking me in. It was too much. I groaned, I couldn’t help it, and my hips thrust up involuntarily, desperate to push myself deeper into my mouth. She pulled off quickly and gave me a devilish look under her hair. “You’re awake!” she cried. I shrugged, grinned, and said “Yeah, for a couple of minutes now.” “Cheeky bastard!” she laughed, throwing a pillow at me, and giggled. I reached out to her as she crawled up the bed into my arms and kissed her hard on the mouth. We breathed in each others’ scent, looked at each other and both smiled, remembering the wild night before. I looked around at the ruined sheets, scattered clothes, underwear and shoes on the floor and grinned. The memories made my still hard cock twitch against her thigh. “Mmm” she murmured, wrapping her hand round it, “I’m remembering too. What a night.” I ran my hand down over her back and flank and then her gorgeous rump. She shifted, moving her leg up which I figured was to give me access so I took the advantage she wanted me to, touching her pussy lips. She shivered. Her lips were slightly swollen, soft and slick. “I showered,” she whispered, “but you guys pumped so much cum in me I can feel it still coming out” “Want more?” I asked, “I don’t think I’ve finished with you yet.” She didn’t answer, just wrapped her arm round the back of my head and kissed me with a wide open mouth. I responded, and moved my hand off her pussy and up to her delicious boob, holding it, cupping it, feeling its weight and running my thumb over her stiffening nipple as we snogged. She wriggled against me, tightening her grip on my dick and started to slowly jack it back to full hardness. She talked at me between deep kisses: “Put this… beautiful thing… where it belongs… in me… don’t mess about… just fuck me… I need you inside me… now!” She rolled on her back, opened her thighs wide to receive me, and pulled me on top of her without ever letting go of my cock. Then gave just one or two rubs over her lips, placed me at her hole, and pushed her hips at me, taking the tip in. Then it was my turn. I gave it to her in one slow, deep thrust, all the way in to my balls, loving the way her lips parted with a slight gasp as I bottomed out in her. Her pussy was intoxicating… hot and wet. We started to fuck, not super fast but sensuously, deep powerful thrusts as I ground myself against her clit, kissing all the time. She lifted and opened her thighs further to urge me in even deeper, pussy walls rippling and clenching against my cock. Despite the battering Mike and I had given it the night before, her pussy was still beautifully tight against my girth. She started rolling her hips against each thrust to catch her clit at just the right angle. I felt I could feel every ridge and vein on my cock each time I thrust it into her tightness as she gripped me. Lucia started gasping, her chest flushing as she started to reach her peak. She gripped me harder with her hand, digging her nails into my back and then moving down to grab my arse, pulling me into her. “Don’t stop don’t stop,” she gasped, “keep doing that I’m going to come.” I knew she was close from the feeling on my cock. Her depths were opening up, getting suddenly hot and wet and open, just as the entrance to her pussy was tightening even further. It was like her womb was sucking me into her. My balls were swinging, smashing against her ass as she lifted her thighs even higher one last time, shuddered, grabbed my arse and rammed me into her for one final thrust. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhh omigod omigod omigod,” she cried as her pussy convulsed round my cock, “yes yes yes yes yes!” I rode her through her orgasm, not needing my own release yet but just marvelling at this beautiful mature woman in the depths of her ecstasy. Mike was a lucky guy. Eventually she came down from her high and kissed me. My still hard cock slipped out of her now gaping gash, slick with her juices and we decoupled. She shook her hair, smiled at me, and reached out for the bedside cabinet - then passed me her phone and some lube. “Time for you to make your own video for you and Mike,” she said with one eyebrow arched, then rolled over and stuck her magnificent rump in the air. ****************************************** I’d ‘met’ Mike and Lucia online through a hook up site. I’d only been looking for online chat and so had they, but we had a mutual interest in experimenting with wife swapping & watching; I’d dabbled myself with my wife Jackie in the past. Mike and Lucia were a touch older than us but not outrageously so. We all 4 of us chatted in various combos, some of it just small talk and some of it turning each other on. The chat got racier as time went on. Mike especially expressed his desire to see Lucia take a big cock. What really did it for him was seeing his conservative Italian wife turn into a raging slut. And once she’d seen my pictures, she became obsessed with the idea of taking me up her arse. She’d only done anal with Mike and his dick wasn’t short, but it was pretty slim. In our messaging she said she wanted to be ‘absolutely split wide open’. In the end she sent me a video of Mike doing her tight hole with a well lubed dildo, just with the message ‘Wish you were here’. That was it for me, I decided we’d have to make this happen so we made arrangements to meet. Their kids were grown up so they were happy to host but at the last minute J couldn’t make it and I thought we’d have to cancel but she sent me with her blessing. We’d both played together and apart in the past so we were cool with it. I’d met with M&L in a cocktail bar and we’d instantly hit it off in person, and Mike and I had taken his wife home and fucked her senseless before all collapsing and sleeping together. He’d had to get up for work but had told me to take my time… and to take his wife. So that’s what had led me to where I was now: with my dick about to be buried to the hilt in the gorgeous mature arse of a dark Italian beauty. *********************************** My cock instantly twitched back to full hardness, the head straining through my foreskin. This sight gets me going like no other - a beautiful, mature woman offering herself up. I don’t know what it is - the slightly submissive nature of the act… the wonderful visuals… the anticipation of imminently being enveloped in her. Maybe it’s all of the above. I bent down and kissed the small of her back, feeling the almost imperceptible down there, and she shivered. I kissed around her peachy arse, imperceptibly breathing on her pussy but not touching it with my lips or my tongue yet, building the anticipation. She was pushing her bum towards me, begging me to tongue her. Finally after circling round I relented and placed the flat tip of my tongue at the base of her cunt as I looked at it and pushed it forward onto her clit. She grunted. Then I ran my tongue all the way up, spreading and splitting her pussy lips, to her perineum and finally her tight little arsehole. I made my tongue tip into a point and pushed it in. “Oooooohhhhhh,” she moaned, ‘yes, more.” I’ve been used to sneaking oral stimulation of a woman’s perineum & arsehole in the past – it often (usually?) really gets many going if they’re hot enough, forbidden fruit and all that – but sometime you have to flick away before they realise what you’re doing. But this woman was offering her rear up, she wanted this, so there were no such qualms. I rimmed her for minutes, licking round her arse and pushing my tongue in, occasionally moving back down to her pussy and tasting her juice, then back up to her ring to use that juice to lube and open her up. This gave me free access to invade her pussy with my fingers and I started thrusting one then two fingers into her, rippling over her G spot as my tongue kept up the oral assault. She was mewing and clutching at her tits with one hand, twisting her nipple hard. Eventually I pulled away and knelt up close, my cock like an iron bar and throbbing against her behind. “Pussy first,” she whispered, “then stretch me out a bit before you try the back door” I got up on my knees, lined up my fat helmet with her opening, and sank my cock into her soaking, hot pussy with one deep thrust. I closed my eyes at the wonderful feeling and left myself buried to the hilt, as she pushed back trying to get me even deeper into her. Then slowly pulled out and rammed home again, hearing her juices squelch and ramming the air out of her lungs. I lubed up my fingers and spread lube all around her beautiful arsehole, before easing one finger in…I could feel my cock moving in her on the other side of the membrane separating those beautiful holes. A few strokes of my finger and I could feel her arse relaxing and gently pulsing against my finger. I got some more lube and eased a second finger into her. Not moving it yet until her hole got used to the girth then gently easing it in and out with my cock still buried in her cunt. “I think I’m ready to take you up my arse,” she gasped. “go slow.” I pulled my cock from her, glistening with her juices, and as I pulled my fingers from her rear entrance replaced it with the tip of my cock. Her arsehole visibly shrank back. I reached for the lube again and slathered the head of my cock with it then pushed very gently forward. “Unnnhhhh,” she groaned. I pushed in half inch by half inch, marvelling at the sight of her ring stretching and expanding to take my thick shaft. With every thrust, every deeper penetration, she scrabbled at the sheets with her hands. Finally I was in her to the hilt, my balls resting against her slick, wet pussy. I swear I could feel it pulsing against them. She reached back and put her hand on my hip, an unspoken need to let her get used to being ‘split wide open’. I could feel her opening and relaxing further as if she was sucking my cock in to her tightest hole. I didn’t move, other than the throbbing of my cock with every heartbeat. I could feel her hole spreading so very slowly to accommodate my girth. I picked up the phone to film our coupling POV style, pointing down at where my cock was joined to her arse. After what seemed an age – a delicious, sensual age - she was ready. “Mmnnnnnnn,” she purred, “now you can start fucking me.” Her wish was my command. I took it slow and continued to dribble more lube to our coupling point. As my shaft pulled out of her it swirled around, then with each gentle stroke in it would be more worked in to her. However powerful my urges, I let her dictate the pace. I wanted this to be the best fuck she’d ever had. She started pushing back on to me, showing she wanted it harder and faster so I made my strokes longer and deeper. Now with each thrust the breath was being knocked from her. She reached under her and scraped her nails along my balls as they mashed against her pussy. Trying to video this with my sap rising when I wanted to be grabbing her hips and starting to ram her properly was getting a bit bloody difficult to be honest and she sensed it. She pulled forward and my cock pulled out of her arse with a ‘pop’, leaving it gaping open – I mercifully caught this sight on the video before I tossed the phone to the side. I’d had enough of filming and wanted to get lost in the fucking. She rolled over and lifted her legs high and wide and beckoned me back to her with that beautiful sweet smile. I grabbed her thighs just above the knee and rolled her hips up, and put my cock head right back at the tight hole it had just vacated. She nodded at me urgently, and I pushed in forcefully, giving her half my cock in the first thrust. Despite her being already stretched out, her eyes still rolled in her head and she groaned loudly. I grabbed for more lube, pulled out again, poured lube on her arse and my cockhead and rammed back in, hard. This time I went in to the hilt and her thighs shuddered in my hands. I dropped my hands to the bed with my shoulder now bracing against her thighs and started to fuck her arse. Long and deep strokes to start and then getting harder and harder. She was completely stretched open now and losing it, and could take me pounding her as hard as I had her cunt the night before. Her beautiful soft tits were rolling around as I nailed her looking deep into her eyes as her red lips parted. I had still had loads of lube on my hands so moved one thumb to her clit and started rolling it around as I fucked her rear. She started urgently nodding at me and pulled at my hips and a deep flush rose over her chest. I dipped my lube covered thumb down to, then into her soaking pussy and then scooped the combined sticky mess on to her clit and pushed hard this time as I rolled my thumb. Instantly she threw her head back, eyes closed, and clutched hard at my hips. “Gonna cum!” she yelled, “come with me, come with me.” She started shuddering, pushed her hips up towards the ceiling and squirted, spraying juice all over the root of my cock where I was still forcing it into her hole. I couldn’t hold back, I grabbed her thighs, rammed my cock in as deep as I could go and roared like a lion. After the previous night, I was pretty empty so whilst I’d love to say I pumped a massive load up her, it was in reality 2 or 3 squirts but the orgasm was an intense as if I’d unloaded a full pair of balls. We were clutching at each other, shaking and shuddering, but after the first blast of intensity looking into each others eyes in pure pleasure. As my softening cock dropped from her hole, I grabbed for the phone again and snapped a photo of my cum weeping from her stretched ring, I knew Mike wanted to see this. I realised the video recording had still been running. I’m sure there was no vision from where I’d tossed it, but it would have caught all the sounds of the last 5 minutes of our fuck. A smile played over my lips as I thought how fucking erotic that would be for Mike.

10 December 2025

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Your body as I’ve close my eyes I can see your sexy body gracefully glide past me in your sexy summer dress with nothing underneath, I catch a glimpse of your sexy naked figure underneath, I follow you out to the back deck where you drop your dress revealing your beautiful naked body. I watch you as you lie down on my massage table on your front showing off your beautiful body and your sexy bum. I then tip massage oil slowly down your back to your toes, I then slide my big strong hands firmly along your sexy legs with my hand touching inside and outside of your legs all the way up to your beautiful bum, where I firmly massage for a few minutes before firmly and slowly run my hands up your back up to your shoulders and firmly rubbing your neck with one hand before sliding my hands all over your back down to your beautiful bum and thighs, massaging down the your thighs, my hands are so big that they reach across your thigh to the inside of your thighs sliding my fingers closer and closer to your vagina before ever so slightly touching before I pull away, sliding across your bum and hips, sliding up to your lower back then from side to side up your waist to your upper back slightly touching the sides of your breasts. Then, helping you turn over revealing your naked body to me as I slow tip oil all over your breasts lightly rubbing it in as it moves down your tummy onto your thighs and down your legs, slowly with my big strong hands I start rubbing from your toes up your legs up to your knee where I pull your knee up and slowly rub down your thighs all the way down your inner thigh, every now and then touching your labia with my finger tips, then sliding my hands slowly up your beautiful body just sliding past your breasts and down your arms to your hands totally covering your body in oil and then slowly and firmly sliding my big hands back to your breasts adding more oil and firmly massage all over them lightly squeezing your nipples between my fingers, with one hand I then slowly sliding down across your belly down between your legs to your vagina were I rub around the outside before slowly stroking both labia between my fingers, I slowly part your legs showing off your beautiful vagina, were I continue rubbing up to your clit gentle with my fingers followed by my tongue I can feel it as you start to shudder, as your about to climax slowly sliding my finger inside your opening where I slowly move my finger around your g spot all the while licking your clit, until you can stand it no more and collapse in pleasure and beg me to stop. After a while I help you to your feet and help you to a hot shower to wash the oil off, I rub body wash all over your back and down your body and down your legs, turning you around to rinse the back, I continue to foam up your the inside and outside of your legs, to your waist slowly, while pressing your vagina into my face allowing me to lick your clit, while my hands explore your beautiful body, I grab your bum pulling you into my open mouth, while my tongue licks around your clit, you slightly lean back against the wall and lift one leg onto my shoulder as my tongue plays with your clit and I slides into your vagina before going back to your clit…

8 December 2025

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Last week I met a guy at his home office. An architect working from home. He sent me lots of pics of his 8inch uncut shlong, that kept me keen to feel it. After some chatting I got dressed. He said he always fantasised about receiving head under his office table. I crawled from the door of his office to under his desk. Just wearing boxers I could see he was already hard. I started bitting his shaft through his boxers. I pulled them down and his dick flung out at attention. I licked and sucked his balls for a while and did long licks up his shaft licking all sides. When I put his head in my mouth I could taste the excitement. I went down as far as I could and relaxed and went a bit further, I could feel the head of his cock enter my throat. So I did my favourite thing suck from the tip to throating it. After doing that slowly for about 20mins, he said let me put it up ya. I got up and he turned me around and bent me over the desk. He lifted my mini skirt up and started to slap his dick on my but cheeks. He put a condom on and lube and pulled my g-string down to my stockings, he then tried to put it in my arse. He squeezed the head in pulled it out and again put the head in plus an inch then said I'm cumming. He said that's so tight and sexy I couldn't stop myself from blowing... so my anal experience after 4yrs was 8 seconds. He wants to see me again but is married and rarely available.

7 December 2025

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It was my first time and I lost my virginity. The woman I slept with was the hottest girl in the uni unit. I've heared numerous stories on how peoples first times all typically go bad so I prepped myself emotionally for any dissapointment. It was once I undressed infront of someone for the firsr time and saw a gorgeous woman jaw drop to my hung cock drop heavy as it curved up as if pointing at her, that I first felt confident in the sense of conquest. That night we fucked from 8:30pm all the way to 6am the next day (with 5 min breaks for water/gatorade) I held my cum in for over an hour, for a moment it felt like my cum leaked out slightly. But for her she expressed the large burning sensation of semen that filled up her insides that I stretched, how much it flooded her womb. But I wasn't done, it felt simply like a leak for me, not a orgasm. So as she thought it was over and her body twitched severely from all her climaxes. I kept fucking that woman til her pale as a ghost face turned red and her eyes rolled back all the way to heaven. Ending off with cumming in her mouth. I continued to relieve her where her bf failed to do. In the cinema, at the park during the night, everywhere. And it was always over an hour.

6 December 2025

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I’ve known Jessica for years. We were colleagues for about 5 years and worked extremely closely together. It was a real meeting of minds, a mutual admiration society of our equally important but complementary skills, and we made a great team, nailing some serious deals and making very good money for the firm and ourselves in the process. It also helped that we had the hots for each other, and I’m sure we both knew – I certainly had no doubt, although we’d never spoken about it. The buzz of attraction really gave our business dynamics an edge and I’m sure it was a part of our success.   We’d never acted on it either, despite plenty of opportunity on business trips. Both of us were happily married and we knew each others’ spouses too, socializing on semi regular occasions.   I left the company we both worked for and set up on my own. At some point I had every intention of bringing her in as a partner and even chose a name that would work if that happened, but she needed to take a brave pill to make the jump. We still caught up regularly, having lunch every 3-4 months and her & hubs would come to our annual summer garden party.   These lunches……very quickly they became equal parts business chat and flirting sessions. We were both – again without anything being said, it didn’t need to be – engaged in an arms race of dressing up to impress our erstwhile ‘partner’. With every meeting we’d both be trying harder to look our most attractive. I knew this was a dangerous game but we still hadn’t even said anything to each other, let alone touched each other. It almost became a source of pride that we hadn’t.   Until this week, that is.   We’d arranged to meet outside the metro station near her office and go somewhere from there. I’d put on my best, most flattering shirt and best suit and liberally doused myself in my most bedroom aftershave. I spotted her as soon as I reached the top of the escalator and grinned. The arms race was continuing. She had one a snugly fitting skirt suit and silky blouse, the most ridiculous heels ever – she’s only 5’1” and these were at least 4” high – and, as I got closer, I could see quicky from the telltale slight slackness at ankle and knee she had non hold-up stockings on her legs, not tights. Her jacket obscured her hips but I knew if it didn’t, the suspender straps would be obvious too. My cock instantly twitched and I laughed to myself.   We kissed and hugged our hellos and picked a restaurant. Lunch was great – the usual chat and connection, with heavy flirting. So far, so normal, we’ve done this lots of times. She looked great – she’s mostly Greek, her brown skin looked wonderful and we were doing our usual laughing, smiling and banter.   As we left she said ‘I’ve got a new proper office, want to come and say Hi to people and see it?”   “Sure, sounds great,” I replied   There wasn’t anything in this – totally innocent at this stage, just with the usual underlying buzz. We walked into her office building and hit the lift button for the 17th floor.   I honestly hadn’t planned anything, but as the lift door closed my hand touched hers purely by accident. It was like an electric shock. She audibly gasped and I looked at her. The mutual lust was instantly there, irresistible. Another intake of breath and I saw her boobs visibly *shiver*. I looked down and saw past the gape of her jacket her right tit quivering, with a very obvious, very erect nipple – and no bra. At that point I was gone. My eyes flicked up to hers and locked, her lips parted, and I could not hold back. I reached for her and kissed her hard, mashing my lips into hers as she melted into my arms. Bloody hell. Our tongues tangled as we kissed each other passionately, urgently, with wet, open mouths.   As the lift slowed we pulled ourselves apart and just looked at each other deep in lust, both breathing heavily. We swept in to the floor and it was quiet. A decision was made, by both of us. She looked around, saw no one around, looked at me and flicked her head towards a door.   “My new office,” she said, “Come on.”   As we stepped towards it she put her hand in mine, shaking slightly, then pulled at my hand urgently, into her office and I kicked the door shut without letting go of her.   I pulled her to me, turned her round and kissed her again, we had hands everywhere, in each others hair, on each others’ backsides, holding each others faces. I tried to push my leg between hers but her skirt was too tight, she wriggled against my pants feeling my need for her as she rubbed against my cock. I shrugged my jacket off and tossed it on the floor and kissed her neck, making her gasp as I snaked my hand inside her jacket too.   I ripped her jacket open not caring for the button, which flew off into the corner, and tugged her jacket down and off. She pushed her chest at me, nipples now clearly straining at the blouse which was – the arms race again – a size too small. So this is where it had got us. She’d come out braless to get herself hot while we flirted.   I’d had no thought as to what she was like in ‘bed’ but her response so far was screaming sub, of wanting to be pushed around. I could do that. I spun her round and kissed the nape of her neck as I snaked my hands up under her blouse and on to her ripe, quivering tits. She shivered and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as I nuzzled it.   With my left hand still mauling her boobs I moved my right hand outside her blouse and slipped the buttons open for better access. I kissed and sucked her earlobe as I moved my right hand back to her right tit and squeezed and twisted her hard nipple, eliciting a gasp. She was showing all the signs of a woman who liked it a bit rough and wanted to be nailed, hard. We were both well past the point of no return. She didn’t need much in the way of foreplay, I just needed to be inside her.   With a hand on the back of her neck I pushed her down over her desk and pulled madly at her skirt trying to ruck it up over her hips. As I pulled it over her arse I got my next surprise – no panties. She’d come out for lunch deliberately without underwear. No wonder she was horny. I growled my approval.   “You little fucking tart. You came out naked under your clothes to turn yourself on.”   She didn’t say anything but was gasping and wriggling her arse backwards, pushing it up and out as, released from the confines of her skirt, she parted her legs. Her pussy lips were visibly wet and gaping, peeking out at me from a nest of dark hair. I raised my hand over her arse and bright it down sharply, smacking her just lightly this first time. She groaned and wriggled, pushing her arse further out towards me, an open invitation. I smacked her again, harder this time, leaving a red mark on her brown mediterranean skin.   The charge of the situation demanded action, not words. I unzipped and pulled my pants down and got my cock ready for action. She was literally wriggling her bum at me and opening her legs even wider. Planting one hand on the small of her back I ran one finger down from her arsehole and over her pussy lips, feeling how soaking she was, then back up and pushed it in roughly. She moaned. Withdrawing my finger I made it two and pushed back in. Fuck she was tight. She moaned again as I pushed deep inside her. Fuck she was wet. I pulled my fingers out and sucked her juice from them. Unbelievably sweet and delicious, my cock hardened even more but I had to taste her properly.   I pushed her over even harder and held her there as I brought my mouth to her bum, quivering with a slight downy covering and my fingers entered her again. Then ran my tongue down, over her arsehole and down to her pussy as I pulled my fingers out and on to her clit as my tongue entered her hole. She was mewing and pushing at me, she tasted fucking fantastic but the angles weren’t easy. She just needed cock at this point and I wasn’t big on messing around either. I stood, licked my fingers clean and planted the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy.   As my tip opened her folds I realized she hadn’t even seen my cock, let alone touch or suck it, that’s how fast we were moving. The whole thing was so fucking erotic my cock was like an iron bar and as big as it’d ever been. I grinned. I’ve always been proud of my girth and I knew from my fingers just how tight this woman was. She was going to get a bit of a shock here.   I took one last, long look at my friend’s arse, squirming around as she tried to push herself back on to me, framed with her suspenders and stockings, almost as if I was trying to take a picture with my mind. Then I rammed my cock half way in. She squealed   “Ahhhhh!”, she cried, “go slow, go slow.”   I gave her inch after inch, forcing her open. I’d never felt a cunt so tight and wet. With each thrust forward she gasped, with each pull back her lips grasped at my shaft. Finally I bottomed out in her and held myself deep in my best friend’s wet hole.   “Fuck that’s thick”, she gasped, “Fucking hell. So good.”   I just stayed buried in her, not moving, revelling in the feeling of her hot pussy firmly grasping my shaft, revelling in the sight of my friend’s, my colleague’s arse splayed wide with my cock buried deep in her. She was squirming her hips trying to feel me as deep as she could.   “Fuck yourself on to me,” I ordered   Bracing her hands on the desk she pulled forward. The visuals of her lips pulling at my cock were incredible. Then pushed back on to me hard, giving out an ‘ooff’ as her arse hit my body. Then again, pulling forward further this time and rotating her hips to feel my cock opening her up before shoving back and impaling herself. She started fucking me, using me like a live dildo, with every hard shove back knocking the air from herself. For me this was amazing, her pussy was running with juice and her tight hole was like a hot soaking wet glove gripping my hand. After one really hard shove back she stopped, her head laid sideways on the desk, lips parted, gasping for air.   “More,” I commanded, “Keep fucking yourself, use my cock.”   “Nnnnnnnn,” she moaned, “can’t. Close already.”   I couldn’t believe she was close to coming already but OK, my turn I guess. I put my hands on her hips and pushed them forward to open her wide, pulled back and then rammed back in, thrusting so hard her foot came off the floor. She yelled out loud.   “Fuck me, Rob. Please fuck me. Fuck I need this. Just don’t cum in me,” she gasped   I battered her. I can’t find another word for it, I was fucking her so hard. Her desk was shaking and moving, her hands scrabbling at the top for purchase as I rammed into her again and again. I picked up her right leg and pushed it on to the desk so she was opened even wider for my assault. The sight of her shoe on the desk, her stockings pulling around all over the place, her arse rippling and shoving back on to me to meet my thrusts drove me on ever harder and that pushed her over the edge.   She yelled, made one last attempt to grab the desk and push herself back on to me as her cunt pulsed and clenched round my shaft, a squirt of juices soaking my balls as she shuddered through a huge cum, pushing herself back on to me in time with the pulsations in her pussy.   Her legs practically collapsed from her orgasm and there was no way we could keep going in this position, the position was tough enough as it was with her being a short girl. I pulled out, picked her up and spun her round, hoisting her with hands under her arse like a rag doll and dropped her behind on to her desk as she flopped back on to it.   This was better. Her lack of height wasn’t an issue like this. I pushed her legs high and wide and re-entered her. Again she was deliciously tight and wet, her eyes widened as I the fat head of my cock forced her open and then sank deep into her hot, wet folds. She pushed herself up and looked down to where we were coupled and her eyes went wide. I realized this was the first time she’d even seen the cock that had just made her cum so hard.   “So big!” she cried ,“fuck me fuck me fuck me!”   After she’d cum that first time she was wet, open, gaping and I ploughed her relentlessly. Her juices squirted round my shaft with every powerful thrust, running down on to my balls as they smashed into her arse. The feeling of nylon moving around under my hands as I held her thighs just above the knee as I pounded her was intoxicating. My eyes travelling along her legs to her arched feet and crazy heels pointing at the ceiling and quivering, driving me on to fuck her ever harder.   She moved her legs even wider open and her feet down, using them to pull on my hips and pull me into her relentlessly, the cool leather of her shoes felt amazing on my arse as my cock started swelling and I got close to the point of no return.   She could see in my face and feel in the urgency of my thrusts I was getting close. I wanted this fuck to last for ever but its passion and power was a large part of why it was so damn good so I wasn’t holding back.   “Go on,” she gasped at me with a husky voice, “your turn, your turn, cum for me, cum with me.”   I could feel the sap rising in my balls and couldn’t hold back. Remembering what she’d said earlier I half-heartedly tried to pull out but she shook her head violently, grabbed for me and pulled me deep into her, and locked her heels on to my arse pulling me deep into her   ‘NO!’ she shouted, but she meant yes, she couldn’t help herself, nodding urgently at me.   Fuck. I buried myself balls deep and exploded. She locked eyes with me with a joyous look as she felt my powerful spurts as I emptied my balls in her, 7 or 8 huge gouts of cum smashing into her womb. Her heels were pulling my hips into her as hard as I was shoving myself in to the absolute hilt, and my spurting sperm sent her over the top again and I felt her cunt clenching and unclenching on my shaft, milking me dry.   We both came down, shuddering, eventually. We looked at each other and with the lust sated, knew we had crossed a massive line.   “A one off” she gasped. “We can’t – ever – do this again.”   I just nodded. I felt guilty but elated at the same time. I didn’t want to uncouple, if my cock was only going to be in this woman once I didn’t want it to end. But I knew she was right. Eventually nature made its own move and my softening cock slipped out of her and my cum gushed from her open pussy and fell on to her desk “Fuck,” she said, “what a mess.”   I knew she meant it in more than one way. And she was right with that too. We cleaned ourselves and each other up and sorted our dress out   That was last week. I’ve already wanked myself stupid on at least 5 occasions since, remembering the absolute urgent lust and incredible feelings of finally fucking my mate. I know it’s wrong but I still can’t stop.

4 December 2025

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He dreamt of the next meeting, as his fantasy flew through his mind, laying on his bed the ceiling slowly becoming a giant movie screen, he saw it all so clearly. …It was not the first time they had been together - this time it felt special it felt electric this time she would scream with her release, no sweet muffled moans of pleasure or tiny squeaks of delight this time she would explode her voice filling the bedroom. …after the usual pleasantries of meeting he led her to the bedroom, there face to face, eyes exploring each other, they smiled - she went to speak and he put his finger to her lips. Shh - and shook his head - there was no need for talk. She understood completely. He walked around her as she stood at the end of the bed - his hands exploring her, caressing her, the smooth feel of that summer dress like silk on his fingers, he paused for a moment and circled her now erect nipple - he looked at her and watched her eyes close as he squeezed her breasts first one then both. He circled her again this time dropping her dress to the floor as he went , to reveal a white lacy body suit, he sighed “oh yes” He came close they kissed, gently their tongues dancing tip to tip as he caressed her stomach in little circles with the back of his hand, moving down to rest on the warm mound at the top of her long legs. He took his clothes of leaving only his jocks and then peeled off her body suit and buried his face in the damp crotch area and drew in a large breath with his nose, as he watched her eyes, smiling, he savoured her aroma and the scent and the taste only a sweet cunt can give. He gently lay her in her back and proceeded to spread her legs and arms till a star shape had formed - again he raised his finger to her lips shhh. She smiled with such anticipation. He took her hand and placed it on his now hardening cock “squeeze” he whispered - she willingly obeyed. He moved to the end of the bed and gently secured her ankles and then her wrists - she was all his now - every hole every inch of her soft sweet flesh - with every touch the warm sweet folds between her now spread legs glistened with wetness - he couldn’t resist any longer- he took one finger - wiped upwards slowly, lingeringly, then slipped it into his mouth, their eyes met and now let us begin he said. The vision on his ceiling slowly faded and he drifted off to sleep, certain he could still taste her as the darkness engulfed him. Cheers Noels

4 December 2025

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I was watching a video of SpaceX’s fascility at Boca Chica, Texas the other day when they showed the weight test bags hanging from the Chopsticks on the Launch Tower. Most people commented that they looked like “balls” as in testicles but they more reminded me of a woman’s tits I once had the privilege of fondling. This happened when I was about 50. I had been on AMM perving at big tits to wank to and messaging the occasional woman to see if they were interested in a few horny messages. I usually got knocked back but I have had some good exchanges over the years and met up with a few women as a result. This one woman was about ten years older than me and married. Hubby didn’t know about her being on AMM which was fine but she just wanted to talk dirty and to show off her tits to anyone who cared to view them. As I said I was looking for tits to wank over and someone messaging you whose tits you can see is so much better than general perving. I had a lady friend that I was boning at the time from another web site and so we both knew that we dabbled with others. This woman from AMM had asked more than once if I liked her tits and she had given me access to her private gallery. I told her that I did indeed like her tits and that I had expended quiet a few violent jerks of cum whilst ogling them. She seemed delighted that I had orgasmed over seeing her tits on the screen. Hearing that, I decide to try my luck and proposition her. She asked me what I had in mind and so I told her directly that I wanted to fuck her. She seemed a little taken aback as she went quiet and didn’t reply to my message. I think a few days went by and a message appeared. She had gone away and thought about it and said that she wanted to remain faithful to her husband and so she would not have sex with me (her words not mine), but if I liked her tits so much she would have me to her place when hubby was at work so that I could meet her tits in person. I was in my bargaining mode period back then and so I stuck to my guns and insisted on boning her. More silence re messages. A few days later she messaged again. I had just come home from work I think and so when I saw her message I was excited to say the least. Mind you it might have been her telling me to get lost but any message back then was exciting and really got my cock interested. I used to love getting home from work and going onto my computer to see who (if anyone) had messaged me on AMM. I wanked myself sore regularly back in those days and had to abstain until the knob recovered several times. She reiterated that she wouldn’t fuck me but suggested that she suck me instead. I can’t remember ever turning down a blow job and so I accepted her terms and showed up at the arranged time at her house down at Heathcoat in Sydney’s South. Her house backed onto the National Park and was quite secluded although the neighbours would have been able to see me as I walked up the path to the house. She answered the door with a big smile and dressed in a loose fitting top/smock sort of thing and slacks. The smile sort of faded. I don’t whether she was put off because I was ugly (although she had seen my face photo) or by my 6’3” height as she was 5’4” if that or maybe it was just the fact that I was standing there and she was almost obliged to flash her tits to a complete stranger. She was solidly built and must have had twenty kilos on me and it looked good on her. She was average to quiet, certainly not outgoing but I like that. She led me into the lounge dining room and stood in the center of the room and I stood in front of her. There were no niceties like “would you like a tea or coffee?” it was straight into it. Even as she stood there she was slightly thrusting out her chest and the smock was doing its best to cover what must have been (and are) big tits. I can’t remember what was said but it would have been something like “well, it is nice to meet you at last” but mid sentence I reached forward and held one of her tits (and magnificent it was!) as I continued to finish my sentence. Her mouth dropped open in mild astonishment but then she recovered and smiled as I felt her. I tried to get through the smock but it was one of those pull over your head things without access for prying hands to get to tits. She grabbed me by the hand and led me to a room with a double bed in it. It must have been the spare bedroom or guest room as it was very tidy and there were no personal items on the dressing table. In hindsight the spare room was probably a good idea lest hubby find something incriminating if we carried on our debauchery in their bedroom. Once there I resumed trying to grope her tits through this smock without success. She realised the problem, peeled the smock off, threw it onto a chair and stood there naked except for a bikini top from the waist up. Yes she had on a bikini top, not a bra. It was a very hard working bikini top and her breasts filled it out very well. It reminded me of two over full water balloons straining and trying not to explode. The “cups” of the bikini were like two bags and she must have poured her tits into them, filling them out and straining the thin material to breaking point it seemed just how the water bags in the SpaceX video appear. I was in my “Big Tits!!!” period back then. Come to think of it, I still am! Each breast was the size of a small rock melon. I could just make out the nipples squashed against the tightly stretched material. The two halves of the bikini were joined by a string that met at the middle in a little bow that was suspended seemingly out over the chasm that was her cleavage. Being a guy I thought that if I pulled on the string of the bow it would release these excellently large melons but of course it was either sewn shut and not meant to open that way or I managed to stuff it up. I wasn’t sure what the purpose of the string was but I suppose her tits would have swung about without it. In hindsight I can’t see anything wrong with that, but then again I am not a bikini designer. After a few attempts by me undoing her bikini top as she looked on, she grew impatient and somehow released the back of the bikini and let it fall forward. I wasn’t normally that inept when it came to undressing a woman, maybe the size of the tits was affecting my brain. She then peeled what there was of it off her fun bags and leant forward to let them dangle out and down. These tits were big, not ginormous but big and had faint stretch marks on the sides to confirm that. She jiggled them from side to side as she had no doubt done for guys all of her life and they swayed about like knockers in a very big church bell, fatter and fuller at the bottom as they hung down, the weight pulling the sides of the breast in. So horny! My tool wanted to leap between them (it’s an animal!). I tried to cup both of them, one in each hand but I was having myself on as neither hand even came close to encompassing one of these tits by itself. I was both overcome and excited by the sheer quantity of tit in front of me. I decided to concentrate on one tit at a time and held one with one hand and pinched the nipple with the other, rolling it between my finger and thumb before clamping my mouth down over the nipple and as much of the areola as I could get into my mouth and sucked with a pulsating slurping action like a little suckling pig. There were ooos, ahhhs and little ooohs that I could hear as I made a very close inspection of her chest while slurping and sucking. She held my head. I wasn’t sure whether it was to hold my head on her tit or to hold it off as the excitement was bordering on pain perhaps but she didn’t seem to want me to stop. She removed her hands from my head and let her arms flop down and back as she thrust out her chest for more attention. I switched to tit number two and leaving one hand to fondle saliva covered tit number one, still struggling in vain to encompass the whole tit in that one hand and kneading and fondling the soft skin as it squelched between my fingers. She reached up, grabbed the back of my head and pulled it between her tits rubbing my face on them and then burying my head between them with a quiet fiendish chuckle. I held her waist and wallowed in the warmth of her breasts, rubbing my face between her tits, kissing, licking and slobbering my way back to the surface before diving in again, reveling in all of the flesh of these melons. I led her over to the bed and sat her down. I was mesmerised by the round fullness of her breasts. Somewhere deep down where ancient male female attraction genes reside along with the instinct for the continuation of the species, there was something that drives heterosexual men crazy when they see a naked woman’s body. Sure a pretty face goes a long way as does a compatible personality but it doesn’t explain why so many guys find themselves talking to a woman’s tits when she wears say a well filled out blouse or a low cut neckline. Can it simply be that a woman with large breasts will be able to feed the young and lots of ‘em when guys are seeking out a female to root and to be a mother to their progeny? Or are men just randy little bastards and don’t care what attracts them to tits and arses. The desire to lay their tools in the cleavage of a woman’s breasts and to rub their genitals all over those breasts is a little more cloudy and obscured but what the heck it feels good and seems to bring out the animal in guys or this one at least. I had my tool out in an instant and laid the length of pre-cum wet meat on her chest, well in her cleavage actually (see what mean?). Her eyes lit up at the sight of my cock standing out pointing at her, the knob wet with pre-cum, looking ominous. I held her shoulders and guiding my tool awkwardly with my hips, I rubbed it all over each breast, poking the knob into the sides, up underneath and then into the nipples and areolas as she moved her shoulders to present her chest and tits for attention, holding up each breast with her hands as I swapped back forth. Animal lust overwhelmed me. With one hand I grabbed around the base of my cock and under my scrotum, strangling my balls into two shiny scrotum covered orbs with my rampant cock waving around, the knob a purple colour and glistening with pre-cum and strained to wipe them all over which ever tit wandered close enough, standing on my tip toes to reach every bit of tit I could. I held onto her shoulder with my other hand to steady myself and she giggled at my awkward, frenzied desperate activity but also eagerly thrust out her tits, pushing them up with her hands cupped under them so as not to miss out on any contact with my genitals. I came very close to ejaculating all over her tits but energy must have deserted me as I collapsed back down off my tip toes to stand flat on my feet, releasing my tool from my grip to flop in the crack between her melons. She pushed them together engulfing my poor tool and I watched the knob disappear at first only to reappear as if from nowhere between the fascinating plump roundness of the crevice created by her breasts. I held her arms again and moving my whole body I thrust my tool up and down almost to frenzy pitch in the quietness of the room. I asked if she had any lube as my pre-cum wasn’t quite up to the dryness between her tits. She looked up as if thinking, leapt up and raced out of the room tits jiggling and arse wobbling wonderfully as she went, only to return seconds later, running before plonking herself back down on the bed in her position before me and my cock. She squirted lube into her hand and in a near orgasmic massage applied it to my knob and then my shaft and balls. I don’t why the balls needed it but better safe than sorry I suppose. Maybe she just liked playing with my balls and I certainly didn’t mind. With cock suitably lubed I resumed my tit fucking and pleasant it was. I watched my shaft rooting between her tits, sliding back and forth, the knob appearing and disappearing between her cleavage, my groin and the base of my cock slapping into her nipples as I drove my hips into her. Her mouth dropped open and she kissed the knob on one of the upthrusts, on the next one the knob slipped into her mouth and out again with a moist slurping noise as I repeated it again and again until she lost interest in me fucking her tits and let them drop away, taking the tool properly in her mouth and swallowing it until she gagged. There ensued a bit of coughing and gagging and then a very good blow job as she went about her task with great gusto and eagerness which in itself was such a turn on let alone the sensation of her lips wrapped around my knob and shaft as she held/played with my balls. I was enjoying myself but I couldn’t contain my orgasm any longer and out of courtesy I informed her (incase she wasn’t a swallower) that I was going to cum. She didn’t move just kept her mouth there like a vagina and I blew my load exploding into her mouth with a climax that made my ears pop as I strained every muscle in my body to deliver my squirts of hot jism down her throat. It felt like my balls were going to appear in my throat. I wiped myself off, stuffed my tool and balls away as she pulled her pancho thingy back over her head to cover her tits, mumbling something about hubby coming home soon. I thanked her, which prompted a lovely smile and I watched her tits wobbling delightfully under her top as she walked me to the door. The whole episode didn’t last more than forty or so minutes but it was delightful.

4 December 2025

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Here is a high‑impact story you can use (or tweak) for your Erotic Story section: The first time she saw me was at the bar overlooking the water, just after sunset. I was leaning back against the rail, fingers wrapped around a cold beer, shirt open just enough that the breeze could find warm skin. She caught my eye over the rim of her glass, held it half a second too long, and there was that moment – the quiet click where two people silently agree that they are going to misbehave. We talked first. Not small talk – the good kind that slides from travel to sex to favourite ways to be kissed without either of us pretending we were there for anything else. She liked that I listened more than I spoke, that I was calm, comfortable, not trying to impress her with bullshit. I liked the way she leaned in when she laughed, how her hand kept finding my arm when she made a point, how her voice dropped when she asked what I was “actually” like behind closed doors. By the time we reached my car, the air between us was thick enough to taste. I opened the door for her, and instead of getting in, she stepped in close, her body brushing mine, eyes searching my face as if she was checking one last time that this was really going to happen. “You’re trouble,” she said, fingers curling in my shirt. “The good kind,” I answered, letting my hand slide slowly up the back of her neck, feeling the shiver that ran through her as I pulled her in. The first kiss was slow and deliberate, the kind that says more than any message ever could. Her lips were soft and warm, opening under mine as I took my time, tasting her, teasing her, letting her feel exactly how patient I could be. My other hand settled at her hip, thumb tracing lazy circles just inside the line of her dress, promising more without rushing it. She melted closer, one leg between mine, her body telling me she was ready long before she whispered it in my ear. We did not make it far that night. The beach was almost empty, the sky dark enough to hide us but bright enough from the moon to feel deliciously exposed. She kicked off her heels in the sand, laughing as I picked her up and carried her a few steps down to where the waves hushed against the shore. When I set her down, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me, the thin fabric of her dress no match for the heat building between us. There, with the salt air on our skin and the sound of the ocean wrapping around us, I took my time exploring her the way I like best – slow hands, soft words, letting the tension build until she was breathing my name against my throat. Every new inch of bare skin under my fingers made her grip tighten, every kiss along her neck pulled another quiet moan from her lips, and every time she tried to rush, I pulled back just enough to make her beg me not to. She wanted to lose control; I wanted to be the one she trusted enough to let go with. Later, tangled in my sheets back at mine, the playful energy turned into something deeper. Between the teasing and the heat there were moments of stillness – her head on my chest, my hand stroking her hair, both of us catching our breath and smiling in the dark. We talked about the kind of trouble we both like, about fantasies, boundaries, what feels amazing and what is off-limits. Everything was honest, open, and hot as hell because of it. When we finally drifted off, it was with the kind of satisfied exhaustion that only comes from knowing you have both been completely seen, touched, and adored. In the morning, she stole one of my shirts, fed my dog a treat, and kissed me in the kitchen with bed hair and no makeup, looking even sexier than she had the night before. “So… this is a one‑time ‘bad behaviour’ thing or are we going to be irresponsible again sometime soon?” she asked, smiling against my mouth. I just lifted her onto the counter and kissed her slowly, letting my hands remind her exactly what saying yes would mean. She messaged me later that day: “Next weekend. Same energy. More trouble.” That is exactly what I am here for – real chemistry, honest fun, no drama, and a connection that hits hard enough you want to come back for seconds. If you read this and can picture yourself in that story – barefoot on the sand, laughing in my passenger seat, stealing my shirt in the morning – then we will probably get along dangerously well.

1 December 2025

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Vicki was wearing a red satin corset, red thigh-high stockings and red thigh-high fuck-me boots and I was naked as we made our way upstairs to the play area with the floor covered in mattresses. We sat down in the middle of the room, leaning against the wall and were checking out potential playmates when a good-looking couple arrived and sat against the wall next to us, the woman next to me and the guy on her other side. They introduced themselves as Sarah and Max. Vicki was playing with my cock, stroking it to hardness as I spoke to Sarah. She explained that Max was a fuck-buddy and she had come with him because his wife was unable to play that night. When Vicki was satisfied that I was ready, she climbed onto my cock, kneeling on her left knee and using her right foot on the floor as leverage to slide her wet cunt up and down my cock. My conversation with Sarah was still continuing as she sat and watched Vicki develop a rhythm sliding up and down on my cock. She said that it looked very hot so I asked her if she would like to try it and after a few more strokes she said yes. Vicki dismounted and went to Max as I put a condom on. Sarah slid onto my cock in the same position that Vicki used, using her right leg to lever her wet cunt up and down my cock. While this was happening I could see Vicki on her back next to me with her legs in the air as Max put a condom on and slid his hard cock into her just-fucked cunt. The four of us continued like this until at some point we stopped and went back to fucking the people we arrived with.

1 December 2025

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So one night I am driving home after having dinner with some close friends. It been a long day but at least it's a Friday. I wasn't watching the speed as I drove home and I looked in the rear vision mirror and saw flashing lights, first reaction was Shit that's all I need tonight. I pulled over and a Police women got out of the car and walked up to me, 'hello sir it's quite late have you been drinking'? She said. My reply was No officer. I pulled you up because you were doing 5km over the speed limit. As she was talking I noticed her hard nipples under her Police top. Sir are you listening to me, she says. Are you looking at my breasts? I don't answer just say 'can you just hurry up and give me a ticket so I can get home. She says I beg your pardon don't talk to me like that. Get out of your car sir. I get and again she 'were you looking at my breasts? Yes I was is it a crime? Then I say 'you're a bossy bitch'. That's it get on your knees which I do, she pulls her skirt up, leans against my car and pulls her panties to the side. Start licking and I may not arrest you. I start licking her lips, running my tongue all over her pussy, I can smell and taste her hot scent. Keep licking fucker don't you dare stop she says. I suck her clit and finger her pussy while still working my tongue on her, her juices running down my face, she moans I am going to cum on your face. She pushes the back of my head into her pussy arches her back and moans fuck that it. She releases me straights her self out and says 'no ticket this time just a warning'.

29 November 2025

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The beach was my escape that afternoon, the sun warming my skin through the light fabric of my summer dress, the breeze teasing the hem and sending little shivers up my thighs. I'd chosen this colourful sundress on purpose—vibrant florals that hugged my curves just right, the neckline dipping low enough to hint at the fullness of my breasts, the skirt short enough to flirt with the air. At 52, I knew my body was a weapon: soft hips that swayed, heavy tits that strained against the thin material, and between my legs, a hunger that hadn't been properly satisfied in years. I wasn't here for a stroll; I was here to feel alive, to chase that spark of danger in broad daylight. I spotted him on the bench first—alone, eyes on the view, but I could sense his restlessness. He looked like he needed no invitation , and I was in the mood to give one. I approached slowly, my sandals shuffling softly on the sandy path, stopping just in front of him. No words; words would ruin the thrill. I turned my body slightly, letting the breeze lift my dress a fraction, exposing the smoothness of my thighs. His gaze flicked to me, then away, then back—hooked. I smiled, warm and inviting, standing close enough that he could smell my perfume, feel the heat radiating from my skin. My heart raced as I waited, facing forward now, pretending to admire the ocean view. Why him? Because he looked safe yet tempted, because the area was quiet, and because my pussy was already aching, bare under the dress—no panties to get in the way, just slick folds begging for touch. The breeze played again, fluttering the fabric higher, and I felt his eyes on me, devouring the curve of my ass, the shadow between my legs. Come on, I thought, make your move. Then it came—his palm, tentative at first, pressing gently against the back of my calf. Warm, rougher than I expected. I didn't flinch; I stood still, letting him test the waters. His fingers traced up, slow and exploratory, over the swell of my knee, the soft inner thigh. Heat pooled in my core, my clit swelling as anticipation built. Higher... yes, there, the edge of my mound brushing his knuckles. I was soaked already, my juices coating my lips, dripping slightly down my thigh. He froze for a heartbeat, then caressed bolder, his hand cupping the heat of my cunt through the thin barrier of air. I parted my legs just a whisper, inviting him in without a sound. His fingers explored, sliding along my slit, parting the wet folds to find my entrance. God, the relief when he pushed two inside—thick and insistent, stretching my walls as he pumped slowly. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, facing the park like nothing was happening, but my hips rocked subtly against his hand. He found my clit with his thumb, rubbing in firm circles that made my knees weaken, my nipples harden into peaks against the dress. 'Mmm,' I hummed softly, the only sound I allowed, as pleasure coiled tight in my belly. He worked me harder, fingers curling to hit that spot deep inside, his palm grinding against my mound. The breeze cooled the wetness seeping out, but his touch kept me burning. Once he slipped a finger in my arse as well, it was over. Climax hit like a wave—my thighs clamped around his hand, trapping him as my pussy spasmed, gushing over his fingers in hot pulses. I gripped him tight, riding it out silently, stars bursting behind my eyes. When it faded, I released him, feeling his hand trail up over the round globes of my ass, squeezing the flesh before pulling away. I turned then, and watched as he licked my juices off his fingers. I should have given him one last smile—grateful, wicked—and walked off, my dress settling back into place, thighs slick and trembling. But, he had awakened something, so as I stood facing him, I didn’t move, silently willing him to explore more. The telepathy worked - in an instant he had lifted my dress for a good long look, and his fingers quickly found their way to my moist, dripping cunt again. This time, I pulled the top of my dress to the side, exposing my breast and leaning into him encouraging him to take my full breast into his mouth whilst he was working my pussy. His tongue playing with my nipple was like turning a tap on, and my pussy was gushing. So wet. So hot. Thoroughly enjoying the attention, and the thrill of the moment. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out as his strong fingers bought me to yet another orgasm. Slowly I composed myself, readjusted my clothing and turned to walk away. As I melted into the path, I heard nothing behind me, but I knew he'd savour it, just as I'd savour the ache, the secret thrill. Who knew what tomorrow's breeze might bring?

28 November 2025

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In the 1990s I was a Chauffeur/ Hire Car Driver for a Company in Sydney. The thing about being a Hire Car Driver is you meet people from all walks of life. So at the time 30 years and I had a job to pick a business women from the Sydney CBD and drive her to Newcastle. So I pick this lady up who was very pleasant and she sat in the front with me talking. It turned out she was 45 years old, nice looking very attractive, and nice to chat too. I am driving, she's talking, and she asked me do you get any naughty customers in the car? I said there's been a few Couples in the past playing up in the back while I drove. Then she tells me that due to illness her husband hasn't been able to satisfy her needs and this has been over a year so far. We had driven past the Gosford turn off and on our way to Newcastle. She asked me ' if I could stop at the next rest stop' and I thought she wanted to use the toilet. So I pulled in at the rest stop, she got out then about 10 seconds got back in again. Asked me if I liked oral sex which I said of course. The next thing I know she had her dress up around her waste and just looked at me and said ' would you like a taste'? I took my tie and jacket off and started eating this beautiful women's pussy. She was really on heat. As I ran my tongue over her lips and licked her clit before working my way down with my tongue she went wild She had her hand on the back of my head rubbing her soaking pussy on my face as she moaned, keep licking me and finger fuck me. Thank goodness it was a rest stop and not many people around because she was loud. After she got off and cleaned up she said before we set off let me blow you. I just laid back as she went to work on my cock. Lots of tongue work, even sucked my balls. I shot my load in her mouth and she took it all I dropped her off in Newcastle and on my way back to Sydney I was hoping to pick her up in Newcastle a few days later but never happened.

27 November 2025

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Well as a young guy at the time 25 years old and I was single no girl friend at the time, I just did as I pleased. I lived in the suburb of Bondi Beach and shared the place I rented with a nice lady who was a little older then myself. At the time she was a shift worker and worked nights. This certain morning I got up made her some toast and a cup of Coffee, it was around 7.30am in the morning. I had the breakfast on a tray and knocked on her bedroom door with out any answer, so I opened the door to see if she was awake. There was this site of my flat mate legs in the air eyes closed driving this dildo in and out of her very wet pussy, moaning away. I was still holding the tray when she opened her eyes and saw me, but she must have been too far gone by then because she never stopped masturbating. After she stopped I put the tray on her side table and she said " well you've seen me masturbating and now let watch you". I was in shock for a minute. Then she said " come on wear both adults take it out". I just had PJs on so just undid my shorts and because I'd been watching her masturbating I was already hard so started to jerk off In front of my flat mate. She was pinching her nipples with one hand and playing with her pussy with the other. I was playing with my balls and had my hand on my shaft jerking away when she said " move a little closer so I can see you cum". She moved right to the side of the bed. As I was watching her finger her bald pussy I told her I was getting close. Spurt it onto my pussy she asked me so she could rub it in with her fingers. I aimed my cock at her pussy but the first spurt hit her inner thigh, the second and third spurt went over her pussy lips then I rubbed the head of my cock over the out side of her pussy. That was a great way to start the day we both said.

27 November 2025

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I'd been seeing a woman in Western Australia for a while and we sat on the beach having a picnic and drinks very late New Years Eve slowly getting hotter and heavier in the darkness between 2 widely spaced overhead streetlamps just by the beach. I'd been licking her wet pussy for a while and she was returning the favour with her mouth engulfing my cock. She whispered in my ear, "Why don't we continue this at my home?" I thought about it for a quarter of a microsecond and we were off in our cars, me following. Arrived at her home and swiftly moved to the bedroom, where clothes were slowly removed and both she and I were getting very excited and continued with licking her very wet pussy, much to her delight until she suggested I might like to fuck her right now. I started to pop "just the tip" into her very wet pussy, but she moaned, "Not there. I can only cum if you fuck me anally". Now, anal was to be a first for me and not only that, it seemed like a favour to her, rather than a concession to me. And she had prepared for the occasion - all of which was new to me, being a bit of a babe in the woods about that kind of thing at that stage. Out came the lube and she smeared it liberally around and inside her arse while I was watching this very erotic sight. Then she said I prefer to do anal this way - my ex taught me and it's very pleasurable, She put pillows between my back and the bed's headboard, then sat in my lap facing me after putting lots of lube on my fit-to-burst cock also, Then sat on it cowgirl and pushed my cock into her arse OMG - it's so tight, but felt wonderful. She was enjoying it as much as I was and started sliding up and down my cock faster and faster until we both came together. She thanked me for being gentle with her and not being put off. I replied," No - thank you! That was fantastic." Sex is such a varied and pleasurable thing (and my stories so far are just documenting "firsts" for me. All are true, but most are from about 15 years ago. I quickly got experienced (thanks Jimi Hendrix) and realised that sex for some women wasn't to be endured, but to be actively enjoyed, unlike what was the status quo with my ex. I'll have to get a bit more up to date, LOL.

27 November 2025

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After meeting at the bar, a few drinks, a little banter, we head to a room, big open fire place, flame just flickering… Mesmerizing, just relaxing… I walk up behind you and place both hands on your shoulders gently kissing your neck… you tilt your head slightly wanting more as the goosebumps on your skin appear…ever so slowly my hands work their way around to gently cup your breasts feeling your already erect nipples. I become hard instantly and you can feel me pressing against your hot ass… you turn your head and I let my lips meet yours and we engage in a deep passionate kiss… My hands begin to wander slowly up and down your back, your neck… A very relaxed atmosphere… I guide you to a big comfy lounge chair close to the fire, so cosy and warm… as I drop to my knees you slowly spread your legs exposing your beautiful pussy… I lean back and just stair... seconds feeling like minutes pass by. I move my hands starting at your feet slowly moving them up over your knees to your inner thigh, I can feel goosebumps on your skin. Working my hands to your knees back and forth slowly, I am in no rush but so aroused, your eyes closed and a little sigh, I feel your leg tighten with pleasure, I feel your fingers running through my hair as you gently pull my face close to your wet pussy lips... I gently kiss your thighs many times as I here you murmur, ooohhhhh. I like to hear the sweet sound of pleasure, I move from your thighs and just lightly kiss your wet pussy... divine is the only way to describe it, you now have your hands at the back of my head just holding my face tight against you… its easy to see you want your beautiful pussy licked and sucked hard, my tongue begins exploring. Slowly at first. you start to move and moan as my tongue is moving in and out... up and down as l taste and swallow your sweet juice, your clit is swollen and I want to play, with a finger l begin to massage it as continue to use my tongue… your movement is keeping in time with my tongue as I slip one finger slowly but deep into your pulsing pussy... I can hear a consistent moan as I move my finger in and out, l can see you want more, I use 2, your so wet...I have to suck on that swollen clit slowly, as I am in no rush but so aroused and hard… your eyes closed and a little sigh as my tongue sucking your swollen clit, fingers thrusting back and forth working rapidly in tandem, the rocking stops and your legs shake as you let out loud "FUCK" as you continue to hold my face hard against your pussy... As you release the pressure from my head buried, I look up at you staring at me, all I here is FUCK ME" FUCK ME HARD… l slowly move towards your breasts leaving your pussy wet and tingling.- gently sucking, biting your nipples, I continue to your lips and we begin to kiss passionately where I can feel the your desire, your eyes are telling me you want me deep inside you…

27 November 2025

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The bass from the club’s sound system faded the moment the heavy door clicked shut, plunging us into a silence that felt as dense as velvet. Her apartment was a study in stark contrasts—minimalist, chrome-and-black furniture against walls adorned with vibrant, bold art. It smelled of clean linen and something subtly exotic, like sandalwood. “Drink?” she asked, her voice a low purr that seemed to caress the air between us. She was even more stunning under the soft, focused track lighting, her green eyes holding a knowing glint I’d only glimpsed in the smoky dimness of the bar. “Sure. Whatever you’re having,” I managed, my own voice sounding rough and out of place. She didn’t move toward a liquor cabinet. Instead, she approached me, her heels silent on the polished concrete floor. She stopped just inches away, her presence an intoxicating blend of perfume and sheer command. “I have a… different kind of thirst tonight,” she murmured, her fingers, cool and deliberate, tracing the line of my jaw. “And I have a feeling you might, too.” My heart hammered against my ribs. This was moving fast, faster than I was used to, and a thrill, sharp and electric, shot down my spine. “What did you have in mind?” A slow, devastating smile played on her lips. “A game. A trade. Your obedience for my attention. Your submission for my pleasure.” Her eyes locked onto mine, searching, challenging. She was giving me an exit, a way to politely decline and ask for that drink instead. I didn’t take it. The pulse throbbing in my neck was answer enough. “Yes,” I breathed, the word tasting like a promise. Her smile widened, all predatory grace. “Good boy.” She took my hand, her grip firm, and led me not to a bedroom, but to a different door. The room beyond was unlike any I’d ever seen. Plush, dark carpet. A large, freestanding steel frame in the center. A shelf holding an array of glinting toys, coils of sleek rope, and lengths of black leather. The Domme. The title clicked into place with a jolt of pure, undiluted arousal. I had walked right into the spider’s parlor, and every cell in my body was singing with anticipation. “The first rule,” she said, turning to face me, her demeanor shifting from alluring to authoritative in a heartbeat. “You watch. You listen. You use your safe word if you need to. ‘Red’. Do you understand?” “I understand.” “Then let’s begin.” Her efficiency was breathtaking. She guided my hands behind my back to a cold, vertical metal bar on the frame. With a series of soft clicks, she secured my wrists into leather-padded cuffs. The restraint was immediate, absolute. I was exposed, my back to the room, completely at her mercy. A shiver, one of delicious vulnerability, wracked my body. I heard the soft whisper of fabric falling to the floor. Then her hands were on me again, sliding my shirt up over my head, tossing it aside. Her nails, sharp and perfect, scratched lightly down my spine as she unbuckled my belt, pushing my pants and briefs down my thighs in one smooth motion. The cool air hit my heated skin, and I was laid bare before her. She came around to face me, and I finally saw all of her. Long, powerful legs. The elegant lace of a black harness accentuating the hard, proud length of her cock. It was a stunning contrast to her otherwise feminine form, a mesmerizing embodiment of her complete control and confidence. My breath hitched, not in surprise, but in awe. She saw the look on my face and her expression softened for a fraction of a second, a genuine, warm smile breaking through her dominant facade. “Do you like what you see?” she asked, her tone both commanding and intimately curious. “God, yes,” I groaned, my own arousal now a painful, throbbing ache. “I’m going to enjoy you,” she stated, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. She picked up a bottle, poured a generous amount of cool, slick liquid into her palms, and warmed it. Then her hands were on my cock, stroking me with a firm, practiced grip that made my knees weak. I bucked into her touch, a helpless, involuntary motion. She held me steady, her other hand splayed on my stomach. “None of that,” she chided softly. “You don’t get to move. You don’t get to thrust. You are mine to use. You will take the pleasure I give you. Understood?” “Understood,” I gasped. She released me, the sudden absence of her touch its own form of torture. She applied more slickness, this time to herself, stroking her own length with a focused, possessive pride that was the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. Then she stepped closer, the head of her cock pressing against me, there, where I was utterly unprepared. I tensed. A flicker of uncertainty. She paused, reading my body perfectly. “Breathe,” she commanded, her voice unwavering. “Just breathe for me. Relax. I won’t hurt you. I’m going to make you feel so good.” I forced a breath out, then in, my body unclenching under her verbal control. She pressed forward, slowly, inexorably. There was a moment of intense, unbelievable pressure, a sharp sting of intrusion that made me gasp. And then… then a wave of sensation so profound it wiped every thought from my mind. She was inside me, filling me, stretching me in a way that felt less like a violation and more like a completion. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my head falling back. She began to move. A slow, deliberate withdrawal followed by a deep, rolling thrust that sparked lights behind my eyelids. Her hands gripped my hips, guiding my body to take her exactly how she wanted. Each movement was calculated, perfect, hitting a spot deep within me that unspooled my sanity thread by thread. “You feel incredible,” she whispered, her own breath becoming ragged. “So tight. So perfect for me.” She picked up the pace, her thrusts growing stronger, more urgent. The leather cuffs bit into my wrists, a sharp counterpoint to the overwhelming pleasure building in my core. I was babbling, a stream of “yes” and “please” and her name, which I realized I still didn’t know. She leaned forward, her chest pressed against my back, her lips at my ear. “Come for me,” she ordered, her voice thick with her own rising climax. “Now.” It wasn’t a request. It was a command my body had no choice but to obey. A climax, brutal and intense, ripped through me. My whole body seized, pleasure crashing over me in violent, pulsing waves. As I cried out, shuddering against my restraints, she drove into me one last, deep time. A low, guttural moan escaped her lips, and I felt the hot pulse of her release deep inside me, a final, claiming gift. We stayed like that for a long moment, panting, connected. She gently withdrew, her hands soothing my trembling flanks. She uncuffed my wrists, the blood rushing back with a pleasant tingle. I nearly collapsed, but she held me up, turning me to face her. Her expression was fierce, satisfied, and oddly tender. She traced my lips with a finger. “You were exquisite.” A ghost of a smile. “I think we’ll play again. Now, how about that drink?”

27 November 2025

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A few weeks ago I had to buy something on marketplace and the seller wanted cash, so I had to stop at Woolies. I bought one banana and went towards the self checkouts. As I approached, I spotted an attractive women already checking out her items, she turned and we made eye contact briefly. I went to one of the machines and got cash out. My transaction finished exactly the same time as hers and we both made our way to the exit. She was in front of me and I couldn't believe just how sexy she was. Her height was perfect (like 5'6), really fit, and seriously, an arse made in heaven. She had tight little black gym shorts on, which made me giddy right away. I wasn't going to let this opportunity go, not a chance. Outside the front of Woolies, I said 'excuse me', she turned around. I said, sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to compliment you on how great you look, she smiled and said 'that's sweet, thank you'. I said, 'do you go to the gym?', she replied, 'yes, I do'. I told her to keep doing whatever you are doing, because you look outstanding. She blushed and was really flattered by my compliment. I introduced myself and asked for her name. It was Kylie. I said, 'nice to meet you, Kylie', before asking her, what she was up to? She said she had the week off work and wasn't doing much that day. I asked her if she was hungry at all, she said, yes, so I suggested some lunch if she wanted?, she thought for a while, and said, 'sure, why not'. She went to put her items in her car and we walked down to the other end of the complex where the food joints were. We both decided on Grill'd, so we went in and ordered our burgers before sitting down. We chatted for a while about random things, work and gym, etc, where we lived. She had short blond hair and such a cute smile. I knew at this point, I just had to keep cool and not get too excited, as our interaction was going very well and I didn't want to blow it. Eventually our food arrived and we ate. Afterwards, she asked what I had planned for the afternoon? I was meant to be working, but lied and said, not much, as I anticipated she was keen to do something. She said, how about we go to yours and hangout. I said, yes sure. So I texted her my address and drove home. I arrived just before her and we went inside my unit. She took a look around and asked me if I had anything to drink. I offered her some booze, a rum and coke, for sure, she was down. Every time she wasn't facing me, I couldn't help but gaze at her arse, it was absolutely stunning. I'm sure a lot of women would be envious of her. I put some music on and had me a beer. She was looking through my blu-ray collection and wanted to watch a sexy film, apparently. I had the movie Studio 54, so we put it on. We sat on the sofa as we drank and it wasn't long until the first sex scene came on. She giggled and laughed and said how funny to see Ryan Phillippe fucking. She asked me if I was well hung and I said, wouldn't you like to know sweetheart. She lifted her leg up and ran her foot up my leg until it hit my crouch, and started to rub and massage my package with her toes. Instantly, I was getting hard and she felt it, wow, you seem really fucking big, she said. I put my hand down my shorts and grabbed my entire package and put it out. The look on her face was priceless. Her eyes turned so big, as she moved over and grabbed it with her right hand and started to pull on it, as she leant in to kiss me. We made out for a few minutes as she continued to give me a hand job. I couldn't get any harder, she keep saying 'wow'. I took of her top and bra, started to feel her perky tits, whilst we kept kissing. I went down and started to kiss her breasts, running my tongue around her nipples first, just to tease her a bit before giving them a good suck. At this point, I had to get her shorts off, she was wearing a black g-string underneath. I started rubbing her cunt through the g-banger until I felt she was getting wet. She stood up in front of me and I pulled it down to the ground. In front of me was her beautiful little pussy, fully shaved. I gave it a small kiss, before she bent down to pull my shorts and briefs off. I sat back down on the sofa and and she hoped on top of me, she reached around, grabbed my cock and slipped it inside her. She then started to ride me as I lay back on the pillow. I just kept sucking on her nipples. Her pussy was warm, wet and tight, it felt fucking amazing. I would give her 10/10 for riding style too, she moved her hips from left to right as she bounced on my hard dick. From time to time, she would reach back and grab my balls and massage them. That almost had me coming there and then. She must have rode me for a good 15 minutes. I had to get her from behind as that arse was perfect. So we switched up positions, and I bent her over the sofa, and really started going to town, pounding her hard, smashing that pussy. I couldn't help and look at her little arse hole, it was pink and brown around with a tiny little mole on one side. From time to time, I would pull out, rub my cock around her bum and re-enter her. As I was really giving it to her, she was very vocal, moaning with each pounding. I was very close to cumming myself, so kept pulling out to prevent ejaculating. After a while I decided to pull out so we could swap positions again. This time she simply flipped over onto her back. I stayed as I was and pulled her pussy over and she wrapped her legs around me. I entered her again and started to slide it in and out, and up onto her clit with my knob, giving it a good rub and massage. I grabbed her tits and we fucked like this for ages. I just concentrated as hard as I could to keep her giddy and made sure she came first, as she did I rubbed her clit again, as she moaned loudly and emphatically. She just screamed 'wow'. Now, it was my turn. I flipped her over again and went in from behind once more, about 5 minutes in and I fully exploded, pulling out and ejaculating all over her lower back and bum. Fucking amazing, the feeling I felt. I was exhausted too, totally spent. We ended up falling asleep on the sofa for a couple of hours, and woke up later, still naked. Exceptional. She ended up being a good friend with benefits moving forwards now and we have also hit up the gym a couple of times together. So, next time you see an attractive women, approach her because you never know where it may lead. It just takes some confidence.

26 November 2025

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I met a woman online who asked me to her house on the 2nd date. After chatting for a while, she excused herself to go and change. I was just wondering what she would appear in, when she came back in a loose sarong showing some rather luxurious cleavage. Very nice. She sat next to me and we started to kiss - at first, gently. then more passionately. She untied her sarong and I realised she appeared to have forgotten her underwear! Oh, yes! Things got more intimate and she asked me if I had ever fisted a woman. I hadn't, and said so, but was very willing to try and she was extremely willing for me to do so too. She put herself on her hands and knees for what was about to happen. She instructed me to lube her pussy liberally, as well as my hand. I said, "Your wish is my command!" and slowly advanced my hand (fortunately, whilst I don't have Donald Trump hands, they aren't huge). She was loving what I was doing and was urging me to push harder. Never one to disappoint a woman who had asked me so nicely, I did so and my hand just popped in completely. She was moaning constantly now and grabbed a vibrator and placed it over her clit. "Turn your hand from left to right" she asked and when I did so, she started loudly moaning and then yelling how good it was, harder, faster, I'm gonna cum. OMG!!! I thought the neighbours were going to call the police and they'd catch me with my hand stuck inside and have to cart us both, stuck together, to hospital. How would I explain this to the paramedics? However, nobody knocked at the door and she finally screamed and collapsed and my hand popped out with minimal effort - WHEW! I loved doing it - she was a very inventive lover - but have never found another woman who wanted to be fisted, or if they did, their pelvic inlet was too narrow. SIGH

26 November 2025

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The older man stood in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the soft glow of the hallway light. His presence was commanding, his voice deep and laced with authority as he beckoned with a single, imperious finger. “Come in,” he said, his tone brooking no argument. Heart pounding, you stepped across the threshold, the air thick with anticipation. The door clicked shut behind you, sealing you in a world where his rules were absolute. He turned and led you into the dimly lit lounge room, the walls adorned with shadows that seemed to watch your every move. The room was sparse yet opulent, with a leather couch and a low coffee table, the only light coming from a single lamp in the corner. Its warm glow cast long, dramatic shadows across the floor. “Undress,” he commanded, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. There was no room for hesitation. You obeyed, your fingers trembling as you unbuttoned your shirt, letting it slide off your shoulders and pool at your feet. Your pants followed, then your underwear, until you stood naked, your bare skin exposed to his gaze. “On your knees,” he growled, his eyes narrowing as he took in your vulnerability. You dropped to the floor, your breath quickening as you knelt before him. He stepped closer, his crotch hovering at face level, the bulge in his pants pressing against your cheek. The fabric was tight, hinting at the size of what lay beneath. “Unzip me,” he demanded, his voice sharp. Your fingers fumbled with the zipper, your heart racing as you pulled it down, revealing the outline of his monstrous uncut cock. With a deep breath, you reached out and freed it from its confines. It sprang free, easily over nine inches long, thick and heavy, the foreskin partially covering the glistening head. “Lick it,” he snapped, his voice dripping with dominance. You leaned forward, your lips parting as you wrapped them around the base of his shaft. Your tongue traced the sensitive underside, your mouth working feverishly as it began to harden under your touch. “Pull back the foreskin,” he barked, his hand tangling in your hair. You obeyed, your fingers trembling as you exposed the glistening purple head, slick with pre-cum. “Don’t look at it—suck it, you dirty boy,” he roared, his grip tightening in your hair. You closed your eyes, focusing on the task at hand, your mouth moving rhythmically as he thrust into your throat. The taste of him was intoxicating, salty and musky, and you moaned softly around his cock, your hands gripping his thighs for stability. Minutes passed, each one stretching into an eternity as you sucked him relentlessly, your jaw aching, your lungs burning for air. Finally, he pulled away, his breath ragged as he grabbed your hair and yanked you to your feet. “Follow me,” he commanded, his voice low and dangerous. You stumbled after him, your knees weak, your body still buzzing from the intensity of the moment. He led you to the bedroom, his hand smacking your ass with each step, the stinging blows fuelling your arousal. The room was dark, save for the soft glow of a bedside lamp, the air heavy with the scent of leather and cologne. “On your hands and knees,” he ordered, his voice brooking no argument. You obeyed, your chest heaving as you positioned yourself on the edge of the bed, your ass raised invitingly. He stepped behind you, his presence looming as he reached for something on the nightstand. You felt the cold tip of a dildo press against your hole, and before you could react, he slammed it inside, the sudden invasion making you gasp. Your moans were muffled by his cock still in your mouth, your lungs burning as you struggled to breathe. He thrust the dildo in and out, the rhythm relentless, your body trembling with each stroke. Without warning, he yanked the dildo out, leaving you empty for only a moment before you felt the blunt head of his throbbing cock press against your hole. “Ready for the real thing?” he growled, his voice laced with satisfaction. You nodded, unable to speak, and he thrust inside, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. Your eyes widened, your body arching as he began to pound your ass, his grip brutal as he twisted your nipples, pinching and pulling until you cried out. “I’m ready to cum—roll over,” he grunted, his voice strained with effort. You flipped onto your back, his cock still buried in your ass as he pulled out, his hot cum splattering across your chest. It was thick and sticky, the warmth spreading across your skin as he smeared it over your nipples, his fingers rough against your sensitive flesh. “Lick them clean,” he commanded, shoving his sticky fingers into your mouth. You obeyed, your tongue lapping at his skin, the taste of his cum bitter yet arousing. He shoved his cum-covered cock back into your mouth, his grip tightening in your hair. “Clean it, you dirty slut,” he snarled, his voice dripping with dominance. You sucked and licked, your mouth working feverishly until he was spotless, his cock glistening under the dim light. “Get dressed and leave,” he dismissed, his tone cold and final. You nodded, your body still trembling as you scrambled to pull on your clothes, your skin still tingling from his touch. As you reached for the doorknob, he added with a smirk, “Next time, I’ll have a friend. You’ll take both our cocks.” Your heart skipped a beat at the thought, your mind already racing with anticipation. You left the room, the door clicking shut behind you, the weight of his words lingering as you stepped back into the world, forever changed.

26 November 2025

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The heavy door clicked shut behind me, sealing me inside the dimly lit lounge. The air was thick with the scent of leather and something darker—musky, primal. My pulse hammered in my throat as my eyes adjusted to the low light, the single lamp casting long shadows across the room. The older man stood near the couch, his posture unshakable, his presence filling the space like a physical weight. His tight pants left little to the imagination, the outline of his thick, uncut cock already pressing against the fabric. Flanking him were the two muscular men, their chests bare, their cocks fully exposed—veiny, throbbing, glistening with pre-cum. The sight of them made my stomach twist with a mix of dread and something far more shameful. “Come here,” the older man commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me. My legs moved before I could think, carrying me forward until I stood just a few feet away. His gaze raked over me, slow and deliberate, like he was stripping me bare with just a look. “Kneel.” The word was a whip crack, and I obeyed instantly, my knees hitting the plush carpet with a soft thud. The position forced my back to arch slightly, my ass lifting just enough to feel the cool air against my exposed skin. I was already wet, my body betraying me before they’d even touched me. One of the muscular men stepped closer, his cock bobbing just inches from my face. I could smell him—salt and sex and something feral. My breath hitched as his fingers tangled in my hair, gripping tight enough to make my scalp sting. “Open,” he growled, and I parted my lips without hesitation. The tip of his cock pressed against my tongue, thick and hot, the taste of him flooding my senses. I hollowed my cheeks, taking him deeper, my throat already protesting as he pushed further. Behind me, the other man’s hands slid over my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh before he spread my cheeks apart. A slick, wet pressure teased my tight hole—his cock, already leaking, rubbing against me in slow, maddening circles. “Such a good little slut,” the older man murmured, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction. He stepped closer, his polished shoes entering my line of sight as I struggled to take more of the cock in my mouth. The man behind me chuckled, the vibration of it sending a shiver down my spine. “Already dripping for us, aren’t you?” His thumb pressed against my entrance, just the barest hint of penetration, but it was enough to make me whimper around the cock filling my mouth. The sound seemed to spur them on. The man in front of me tightened his grip, fucking my face in earnest now, his hips snapping forward with brutal precision. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as he hit the back of my throat, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. I was theirs to use. The older man’s hand cupped my jaw, his thumb brushing over my stretched lips as the cock slid in and out. “Look at you,” he mused, his voice a dark caress. “Taking him so well. But we both know you can handle more.” His words sent a jolt of heat through me, my pussy clenching around nothing. Behind me, the other man’s cock pressed harder, the tip breaching my tight ring with a slow, relentless push. I cried out, the sound muffled by the cock in my mouth, my body tensing as he worked himself inside. The burn was intense, my muscles resisting even as my traitorous body slicked with arousal. “That’s it,” the older man crooned. “Take him. Let him fuck that tight little ass while you choke on his friend’s cock.” They moved in perfect, brutal sync. The man in front of me fucked my face with deep, punishing strokes, his balls slapping against my chin every time he bottomed out. Behind me, the other man gripped my hips, his thrusts growing harder, his cock stretching me wider with every snap of his hips. I was trapped between them, spit-roasted, my body theirs to use however they pleased. The older man watched it all with a predatory gleam in his eyes, his own cock now free from his pants, stroking himself lazily as he took in the show. “Fuck, you look perfect like this,” he groaned, his voice rough with lust. “A filthy little hole for them to ruin.” The man in my ass groaned, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to bruise. “She’s so fucking tight,” he grunted, his breath ragged. “Gonna cum in this pretty ass.” The words sent a fresh wave of shame and desire through me, my body clenching around him involuntarily. The man in my mouth cursed, his cock swelling even thicker. “Yeah? Gonna fill her up?” his friend panted, his thrusts growing erratic. “Make her take it all?” The older man’s chuckle was dark, approving. “Do it. Mark her. Let her remember who she belongs to.” The first spurts of cum hit the back of my throat without warning, thick and salty. I gagged, but the man held me in place, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself down my throat. I swallowed around him, tears streaming down my face as I took every last drop. Behind me, the other man snarled, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep and came, his cum flooding my ass in hot, sticky waves. I whimpered, my body trembling as I was filled from both ends, their seed dripping from my lips and leaking down my thighs. The older man’s hand tightened on my jaw, forcing me to look up at him. His cock was rock hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. “Such a good girl,” he murmured, his thumb smearing the cum on my lips across my cheek. “Taking their loads like a proper slut.” He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re mine now,” he whispered, his voice a dark promise. His fingers traced the line of my jaw, then lower, collecting the cum dripping from my ass and rubbing it into my skin like lotion. The act was possessive, degrading, and it sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between my legs. I was a mess—used, dripping, my body still throbbing from their rough handling. The older man straightened, his cock still painfully hard as he tucked it back into his pants with a satisfied smirk. “This is just the beginning,” he said, his eyes gleaming with something that made my stomach twist. He turned, gesturing for the other two men to follow. They obeyed without hesitation, their cocks still half-hard as they trailed after him, their gazes lingering on me with promises of more. The door clicked shut behind them, leaving me alone in the dimly lit room, still bound, still dripping with their cum. My body ached, my ass burning from the stretch, my throat raw from the cock that had fucked it so thoroughly. But beneath the soreness, beneath the shame, there was something else—a throbbing, insistent need that refused to fade. The older man’s words echoed in my mind, a dark refrain that settled deep in my gut. This is just the beginning. The thought should have terrified me. Instead, it sent a fresh rush of wetness between my thighs, my body already craving the next time they’d call me back. The next time they’d use me. The next time I’d be theirs.

26 November 2025

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