Some years ago now, I had just joined AMM and I had attended a house party or two. House parties were ok but I was more of a one on one type and preferred meeting in the bush or under a bridge or behind a toilet block. Yes, I know, a bit on the sordid side but I have had some really good roots behind toilet blocks and with some real ladies. But I digress, I hadn’t had my tool inside a woman for some time and while my hand had served me well, it was time for some pussy. Almost in desperation, I messaged one couple who ran a group, about a house party but it was a little too debauched for my liking. The woman I spoke to gave me her phone number and after a brief intro she told me that she was planning a beach hand job/ mutual masturbating gathering behind a beach in the sand dunes in a few weeks time that was a little more laid back and she suggested that might be more to my liking. My dick and I nodded our heads, she didn’t see that as we were on the phone, and I told her that I would be there at the suggested time. She gave me the impression that rooting wasn’t on the menu, simply mutual masturbating. I didn’t mind that as I certainly didn’t mind a handjob but I really liked feeling up a horny woman and enjoying the curves and texture of her body and all of its bits. The day rolled around and not a day too soon as I was randy as a stud bull and I had been abstaining from my daily masturbating so that I would give a good blow. I showed up eager and raring to go at the beach she mentioned. There weren’t many cars in the car park which was a good sign. I started down the track, taking the turns she mentioned (some were a little obscure but I suppose that was a good thing and I managed not to get lost) and there she was, just as she said she would be, stark naked and standing with her hand wrapped around the cock of an equally naked fellow, in a little clearing in the broad sunlight of a lovely sunny beach day. She had a lovely white skinned body nicely padded as most women delightfully are to the male eye. I was getting aroused just looking at her body. She wasn’t built like a super model, the tits weren’t huge not even big but they had a nice shape and her nipples stood out. She had a nicely shaped arse that formed up near her waist and sloped down deliciously to form her buns which in turn formed the slightest hint of a roll over the tops of her legs. I could have eaten them or at the very least licked, nibbled and sucked on them as she watched over her shoulder. There was a guy fully clothed in shorts and shirt (that I later found out was her hubby and co runner of the group) standing off to the side about four of five metres away. She had a nice middle age body smallish to average tits that hung forward nicely as she stood face to face with this naked guy, pulling slowly on his pud. He was feeling her tit rolling it around in his hand, not so much pinching the nipple but just squeezing it and squelching it and feeling the texture. It certainly looked enticing and I really wished it was my hand doing the feeling. There were two fellows fully clothed, standing off the track next to each other just watching. I looked over, hit them with a weak smile and then we all looked back at the action. One other guy, skinny, with an unkempt beard and long straggly hair, naked except for a pair of board short, was off in the shade to the side almost out of sight and masturbating his tool furiously as it stuck out of the leg of his board shorts. He was watching the woman and the guy and really laying into himself, bending his knees, holding onto a poor little sapling he was standing next to for support, causing its leaves to rustle somewhat. He came with a grunt shortly after, giving his tool those final violent post ejaculation sporadic desperate jerks. I couldn’t help but wonder whether I looked like that when I did a standing wank. I probably do. He pulled his shirt back on and after lighting his cigarette, disappeared off down another little track to I know not where as I wasn’t familiar with this beach. The other two guys standing together seemed to know each other maybe from the group. One of them had his dick out and was stroking himself. I took his lead and opened the front of my shorts. I pulled out my fully engorged tool and stared to pull myself . I had worn a pair of shorts but no undies and so I had by this time amassed a large wet spot in the front of my shorts. It didn’t seem to matter as we all knew what we were there for and who, after all, was looking at the front of another guys pants when there was a naked woman standing there in the sunshine, the lovely white skin of her tits, arse and pussy on show for all of the male sex hormones to go wild over. Leaving his mate to his tool pulling, the other guy stepped forward and approached the woman and the guy she was pulling, taking time to strip off his top and shorts before standing a metre or so away making himself obvious to them. To be fair the woman had been wanking this guy for some time and they had been talking with the occasional chuckle from her and while he was probably having a lovely time, he was clearly not concentrating on his orgasm and so it was surely someone else’s turn. The guy being wanked must have sensed the other fellow standing there and so resigned himself to his tool’s fate and turned away as she released his tool and stood back. The other guy approached and stood in front of her. There didn’t seem to be any recognition. I don’t know whether she knew him or not but her hand wrapped around his tool, (that amazingly wasn’t erect – I was as hard as a rock and I wasn’t anywhere near her body) as he bent down and sucked on her tit. I moved in closer and watched unashamedly as my lust took over. This guy was heavily bushed in the pubic area, had a gut that hung out noticeably, well I noticed it, and couldn’t leave her tit alone, forcing her to really extend to reach his cock. He had a chunky cock, I remember that and she had a good grip on the shaft as his foreskin ran back and forth over the knob. He finally left her tit to its own devices and stood up to concentrate on her working on him and that, had finally woken up his flaccid dick. As she pulled on him I noticed that the back of his thighs (his hamstrings?) were quivering. Maybe the strain was telling. It didn’t take long before he let out a quiet, truncated “aaaagh” and a big goopy dag of cum dripped out of the eye of the partially foreskin covered knob, dangled down and eventually broke off and hurtled to the ground. She pulled him a few more times and he backed off. He ran his finger along the underside of his tool to expel the remaining cum and shook it off before wandering away back to where his clothes had been hurriedly discarded. I was getting anxious at this point and wanted her hand wrapped around my tool a soon as possible. I looked over at this guy’s mate who seemed content to just watch as he wasn’t making any moves towards her (he had been there before me after all) and so I stepped up. I said hello and identified myself to which she showed recognition. As we talked I couldn’t control my lust and so placed my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I placed a hand on her tit and felt her up running my hands all over her back and arms and shoulders as my hand squeezed her tit. She had a lovely smile on her pretty face and ran her hand over my chest as she looked up into my eyes. My excitement took over and I stripped off my shirt, shorts and undies and pulled her naked body to me once more, rubbing my erection and balls into the side of her leg. She proceeded to now wrap her hand around my very thankful shaft. We spoke for a second or two as if we had met on the street and were discussing the weather. I couldn’t help myself and my hands moved over, under and around all over her breasts as I looked her in the eyes as we talked. She was a sexy woman! As she thrust out her breasts, pushing them into my hand she told me she was glad I could show up as they were always glad to see new members. The double entendre was lost on me at the time. Yeah, I know, I’m a bit slow at times. Anyway, she had hardly stopped talking when she promptly bent over at the waist and holding my balls and the base of my shaft, slurped down my knob and half of my shaft. I was, shall we say, extremely grateful for that gesture. It was really swooning, pass out material. She finished her fellatio of me and stood upright again. It was an all too brief session of sucks and despite thrusting in and out of her a few times I had managed not to explode into her mouth. I thanked her to which she nodded acknowledgement and smiled an almost motherly smile. I hadn’t seen anyone else get their cock sucked and so I felt privileged. Her hand returned to my cock and I couldn’t decide whether to feel her tit and again or return to feeling her between the legs. Unlike my predecessor, I was cleanly shaven as was she. Her deliciously plump little pussy lips formed a perfect slit framed by her nicely padded thighs (that I dearly wanted to lick all over) and topped off with a very slight middle aged belly. I love middle aged women, I was a middle aged guy (at the time) after all but I don’t think it was that. Middle aged and older women are so much more experienced and laid back and generally take life as it comes. I couldn’t restrain myself and my hand explored her plump lips, taking a handful of her vulva, squeezing it gently several times. My finger penetrated between her lips, rubbing itself up and down in the slippery lubricated crack and delightful it was. We looked into each others eyes and there were quiet ooohs and aaaahs ushering forth from both. She quietly gasped out (almost whispering that made it so much more personal) “finger me” and I complied with absolutely no hesitation, inserting my middle finger into the warm wet slippery depths of her twat. The animal in me tends to cut in at times like that and this time was no exception. I preceded to finger fuck her with some vigour which she seemed to enjoy as she stopped pulling me and just clamped her hand onto my cock. She held onto my shoulder with her other hand, effectively using my shoulder and my cock for support. After a considerable pounding of my hand into her twat, she instructed me to slow down which I did. My finger slid in and out of her, I could hear the squishy sound of her juices as my finger slowly massaged its way in and out of her lovely little box. She had her eyes closed and her mouth open and seemed to hold her breath, tightened her grip on my shoulder and let out a quiet scream that was coupled with a sort of release of pressure as her orgasm exploded. She let it wash over her as she spasmed a few times twitching and milking it for all she was worth. She puffed and panted briefly and then composed herself and laid into my cock by way of reciprocation. She was crushing my knob in an interesting method that had it over sensitized in no time. I moved her hand to the shaft and she resumed pulling my with the foreskin rolling back and forth over the knob far more comfortably than her slippery knob manipulation method. I braced myself, held onto her tit with one hand and ran my other hand down over her lovely curves exciting myself in unison with her hand racing back and forth along my now rock hard shaft, my balls flapping about under my tool and my hamstrings tensed to an exquisite orgasm, blowing my load onto her leg which made her smile a chuckling little smile. I was breathing heavily but animal drive kept me rooting her hand, thrusting my hips back and forth as she held it still now. She held my balls with one hand and with her other hand, ran her experienced finger along under my shaft expelling the residue of cum. We both looked down watching it drip down, as it exited the eye of my knob, plummeting down into the sand between our legs. The hubby came over (I had forgotten about him in all of this lustful action) and offered tissues and I peeled off several and wiped her lovely box. I dropped to my knees in front of her wiping my small dag of cum that had continued to run down her leg with the tissue before continuing up to wipe over the lips of her lovely box. It didn’t need wiping but I just wanted to wipe it. I felt the inside of her thighs; the silky smooth texture was so horny. I licked the inside of her thighs. I could hear her quiet chuckling (almost an embarrassed sound to it) somewhere far above but she hadn’t moved and even parted her legs slightly so I couldn’t have been doing too bad a job. I couldn’t resist and leant forward and kissed her plump twat and licked her lips in turn. It was awkward and nearly cricked my neck but I tilted my head back in an effort to get my tongue up between her legs. I ran my tongue along her slit and then used my thumbs to part them to reveal her clit. I licked and sucked her clit into my mouth. She was getting a little agitated like a frisky mare and stepping around a bit but I stayed with her, holding her legs behind her thighs, continuing my slurping and sucking. I wiped my face all over her twat, pushing my head between her legs. I could feel her holding my head. She ground her lovely snatch into my face and I could feel her lips rubbing over my nose and eyes. I could feel her legs on the side of my face and it got very dark for a second or two before I emerged once more into the bright sunlight. There was chuckling from both of us and a bit of a scream as I blew a playful raspberry onto her twat lips and inner thighs to conclude my assault on her genitals. I sat back on my haunches and out of the corner of my eye I was aware of another erection hovering at my eye level and terrifying it was. I guessed that I had had my turn and someone else wanted a go. The tool backed off a little thankfully. It was scary to be that close to the business end of another guy’s weapon. I doffs me lid to you ladies. These balls hung down in a loose turkey neck looking sac, the ominous looking purple coloured knob had about as much compassion in it as the cold eyes of a shark and the shaft was as veiny and gnarly as mine is and bounced around before he took it in hand as he staggered around in the soft sand in a frantically desperate animalistic effort to get his tool between her legs as quickly as he could. I stood up if only to get away from this menacing thing and retired behind her stroking my weakening tool with one hand and ogled her buns and the crack they formed as she turned her attention to this guy and his tool. She had a nice arse but then again I find most women’s arses nice. I thought for a second that this guy was going to fuck her which I had been informed wasn’t going to happen (and if anyone was going to fuck her I wanted it to be me!) She said something to him and he proceeded to hump her leg instead and run his hands all over her body the bastard! It’s alright when I do it but no one else! I grabbed my shorts and shirt and pulled them on before having a few words with her husband and casting a glance over at her that she reciprocated as her new lecherous git continued his leg rubbing and fondling as he groped his way around her body. I retired back up the track to the car and home and another wank.

16 September 2025

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Start by dimming the lights. Warm, soft light spilling from hidden corners, shadows that invite secrets. Music low and slow, a rhythm that makes the heart relax but the mind wonder what’s coming next. The air should carry a faint scent—sandalwood, vanilla, or something they can’t quite name. Make them curious. Tell them to lie down. On their stomach first, because tonight is about surrender. About giving up control, one teasing inch at a time. Take the oil. Don’t pour it quickly—no, let it fall in thick, golden drops onto the small of their back. Each drop is a promise. Spread it slowly with your hands, palms warm, fingers following the shape of their body like you’ve studied it a thousand times in your head before touching it for real. And here’s the secret: never give too much at once. Let them want. Your hands should press firmly on the shoulders, then lighten, fingertips drifting until they almost leave the skin. Every time they think they know what’s next, change it. Keep them guessing. Now the breath. This is where the real heat lives. As your hands slide across warm skin, lean closer. Let your breath fan across the back of their neck, the edge of an ear. Close enough that they feel the warmth, but don’t let your lips touch. Not yet. It’s the almost that drives them wild. Whisper, but not words yet. Just let the sound of your breath tease them, as if you might say something sinful but you’re not ready to give it away. Slide your hands lower, tracing the line of the spine, thumbs pressing just enough to make their body arch without thinking. Work slowly over the curve of the hips, then back up again, never rushing. Every stroke is a sentence; every pause, a question mark. “Do you want me to go deeper?” you finally ask, voice low, breath skimming the ear so softly it feels like a kiss made of air. They always say yes. When they do, slow down even more. Because deep doesn’t mean fast. It means every nerve awake. Dig your thumbs into tense muscles, but let your fingers wander, exploring places that make them shift under your hands without meaning to. Now let your lips join the game. The back of the neck first—a single kiss so light it almost isn’t there. Then nothing. Pull back. Make them wait for the next one until the wanting hums in the air between you. The body will tell you where to go. Follow the shivers. The goosebumps. The places where the breath catches in their throat because your fingers pressed there, or your mouth hovered here. Switch sides slowly, dragging your fingertips across their skin so lightly it could almost be imagination. Knead the shoulders, then trail off into barely-there touches down the arms. Sometimes, lift your hands completely so they feel nothing but the ghost of where you were. When they turn to look at you, eyes wide, cheeks flushed, just smile. Don’t explain. Don’t rush. The mystery is part of the heat. Now tell them to turn over. Watch the anticipation flicker across their face as they lie back, open, waiting. Start at the ankles this time. Small circles with your thumbs, slow strokes upward, inch by inch. Calves, knees, thighs. Never too high yet—make them ache for it. Lean close again so your breath brushes their stomach, their ribs, the curve of a hip. Your hands stay busy, gliding with oil-slick warmth while your lips hover close enough to make their pulse jump. When you finally let your mouth touch skin, it’s soft, slow, barely there. A kiss that lingers just long enough to make them need another. The rhythm should change now—hands firm, lips teasing, breath hot. Switch between pressure and feather-light touches until they can’t tell what they want more. Whisper again, this time a little rougher: “Tell me… how much deeper?” Their answer barely makes sense because words are hard when the body is begging louder than the mouth can speak. Give them more, but always in pieces. A deep stroke here, a warm breath there, a kiss that lands where they least expect it. Keep them on the edge of knowing and needing until their whole body feels like it belongs to your hands, your mouth, your teasing control. End only when you decide. Slow the rhythm. Let the touches fade, lighter and lighter, until they’re nothing but warmth on the skin. One last kiss where it will haunt them later, and then stop. Pull the blanket over them. Let the silence settle, thick and satisfied, music fading like the last flicker of candlelight. And when they finally open their eyes, dazed and flushed and completely undone, just smile like it was nothing. Like you didn’t just rewrite the way they think about touch forever. Because that’s how you leave them breathless.

12 September 2025

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I’ve also had a thing for full figured ladies. Just the thought of a larger girls sitting on my face while I eat her pussy and a sneaky ass lick. Rachael and I had been messaging online for over 3 months had hadn’t meet up yet. I had told her all the things we were going to do when we meet. We caught up for a drink and it didn’t take long before Rachel was sitting next to me rubbing my cock. My cock was leaking instantly. We decided to leave the venue and head back to Rachael’s. As we left the venue I walked her to her car and quickly grabbed her ass, turned her around and starting gently kissing her neck. I reached down her pants to rub her pussy. I made my way around to her ass and discovered she had a butt plug inserted. HOT!!!!!! We jumped in the car and got back to her place. Her curves were the best, great tits and an amazing ass. I lay her on the bed and start to feed her my cock while I play with her pussy. She was so wet, dripping wet. I slide two fingers in but she wanted more, three then four and before I knew it my hand was deep inside her wet pussy. After her first orgasm I told her to switch positions into a 69. I wanted her pussy juices and ass. We stayed in this position for ages, my face buried in her pussy and my tongue moving between her ass and pussy. Delicious. Rach told me she wanted a toy in her ass, so I naturally obliged and rolled her onto all 4’s and placed a small vibe in her ass. My cock was aching to get inside her fat pussy. I slide my cock in and it was so wet. Rach was breathing heavily knowing that she was full. Another orgasm. My cock couldn’t handle this soaking pussy any longer I had to cum hard. I filled her up and then as I slide out I grabbed my phone to record the cum dripping out of her. She asked me to use my fingers to grab some cum to feed it to her. I obliged again and then collapsed next to her. Love a chubby

7 September 2025

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It was cold so I rolled over and there it was a empty space where he should have been... I pull the covers off and walk down the dark hallway there is a light shining in the distance there he is sitting on his phone watching what looks like 2 sexy blondes playing tennis in the nude. I'm stunned I look at him dead in the eyes and ask why? He didn't even try to hide it, because I wanted you to see it now that your awake come sit down so I can show you something new... I obey him and kneel down next to his chair resting my head upon his thigh/knee glaring up at him like a little lost puppy, now what is it that you want to show me? Takes a deep breath, There is just silence i lay my hand along his lap and ask again what is it that you want to show me? Still no response so I stand up wrap my legs around his stomach and sit on him with my knickers now exposed I pull myself closer to him and whisper in his ear now can you show me... Ahh that's my girl he says as he slides his warm hand down my back and slides 2 of his fingers in the seem of my knickers... My eyes flicker and get that little glimmer, I want you to close your eyes for a moment and when I say you can open them you do so ok... do you understand me... Yes I understand I say in a quick and quiet manner. While playing with the seem on my knickers he gently slides them to the side strokes my inner thigh with 2 fingers as he gradually gets closer to my smooth dry pussy he giggles deeply before running his index finger up and down my lips then licks his finger before places it right on my clit, tickle tickle as he wiggles his finger left and right then adds some pressure as he gets momentum, my body tenses a little he tells me to relax before sliding his fingers deep deep inside of me. I can feel my breathing getting deeper and deeper I bite my lip and try to stay quiet as he shoves them in deeper and faster I can feel myself all wet and ready for him but he just stops, puts his lips so close to my ear before whispering open them eyes now and turn the fuck around! I obey... he grabs the back of my neck lays me down on the table pulls down my knickers before thrusting his hard cock right inside me ohh it was warm and so sensational suddenly my body is trembling he thrusts again and again going deeper inside of me, my heart racing and body heat rising I let out a small UHHH he thrusts harder but this time he has hold of my hips and all you can hear is the slapping of our skin UHHH fuck fuck fuck sshhhh he says. I can feel my body trembling slightly after what felt like hours UHHH FUCK I moan loudly before my body instantly relaxes I've cum he keeps going until I hear him swallow and with deepness in his voice Awwwhhh before pulling out slowly I can feel the warm cum dripping down my inner thigh... He rolls me over before shoving his wet cock in my mouth, I can barely move so I slide my mouth up and down, up and down to the shaft of his cock before using the tip of my tongue to flutter the eye and knob of his cock he trembles this time before pulling it out of my mouth. Now I'm going to show you what you been asking about he turns on the TV and there is 2 blondes playing tennis in the nude again, watch this and try to stay focus he says this will be different in 2 ways your thrill for porn and your thrill for enjoyment, he slides one of his fingers right into my ass ouch I peep, he tells me to keep watching the girls play as he slides his finger in and out and around the edges of my hole almost like he was stretching it, a cold sensation happens he's squirted lube on his fingers and he slips 2 fingers in my hole still very tight and strange to feel but I start to actually get aroused by this he slips in a third finger and tells me to stay quiet and keep watching the girls play tennis. I feel a cold sensation again before he places the tip of his knob circling my asshole slowly pushing it in then pulls out before actually getting inside, this has me very aroused and I feel my body temperature rising then next I feel his large knob slide right into my ass UHHH he gently but slowly slides his cock in bit by bit UHHH FUCK I MOAN ohhh he goes deeper then pulls back UHHH FUCK goes in even deeper and pulls out until he's in as far as he can go. Now keep watching them girls plays tennis, he starts to get faster going all in then pulling back deeper, I'm moaning now with my fists clenched and he tells me to keep watching them girls play tennis, I'm trying so hard to keep my eyes open but It feels Soo good, he grabs my hips and starts pounding me, deep then back out deeper then backing out I can feel the lube drying out he thrusts harder and deeper UHHHHH I scream he lets go off my hips keeps his cock inside me for a few seconds, I hope your still watching them girls play tennis haha he laughs as he gently slides his cock from my ass, holding my ass cheeks open for a minute and all I can feel in cum dripping from my pussy and a sensation of cum sliding down my bum yes that's right he came in my ass all I can think was omg he just fucked me in the ass... But my body tells me a different story that was a sensation I haven't felt before and my God did he show me...

5 September 2025

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Adam was a heating technician. His first job this day was at Rita's house to repair her ducted heater. Adam knocked at the door and was greeted by Rita in her dressing gown. Rita showed Adam where the heating unit was and said she was going to have a shower. Once Rita had finished her shower, she found Adam at the heating unit covered in dust. He said that once he opened it, dust fell all over him. Rita offered to wash his clothes whilst he had a shower. Adam got undressed and went into Rita's shower to wash. While he was in the shower, the bathroom door opened slightly and he could see Rita's hand coming through the door holding a pair of black pantyhose. She hung them over the towel rail and called to Adam and said to put these on before you come out of the bathroom. Adam was a bit unsure of what to make of this. He finished in the shower, got dried and picked up the soft silky black pantyhose. He thought he may as well give this a try as he was thankful of Rita for washing his clothes. As he was putting on the pantyhose, he could feel his manhood starting to swell. By the time he had the pantyhose on, softly squeezing his now solid manhood and tightly encompassing his balls, he was starting to feel very horny. He looked down to see his hard shaft and balls, which could easily be seen as he was shaven and smooth down there. He was also snipped so was ready for anything that might happen. He opened the bathroom door to see Rita also wearing a pair of black pantyhose and nothing else. Her breasts pointing at him with nipples erect. Adam could see the outline of her soft shaven pussy snuggled tightly behind the pantyhose. Rita walked over to Adam and hugged him. He could feel her perky breasts press against his bare chest and he could feel his now throbbing cock pressing against her lower stomach. Rita started kissing Adam and at the same time running her soft hand up and down his solid shaft squeezing it through the silky pantyhose. Adam followed by grasping her bum cheek in one hand and rubbing his hand up and down between her pantyhose clad legs. After some time, Rita sat on the edge of her bed and pulled Adam in close so she could get her soft lips suckling his solid cock. She glided her mouth up and down his throbbing cock whilst it was still pressed against his body within the pantyhose. Adam put his hands behind her head and pulled her wet mouth closer into him. After some time, Rita got up and asked Adam to get on the bed face up. He did what he was told. Rita then straddled him, lowering her pantyhose clad pussy directly onto Adams mouth. He used his lips like a massager to work her pussy into dampness. He could taste her through the soft pantyhose. Once she was wet and panting with pleasure she got up and removed her wet pantyhose. She then asked Adam to poke out his tongue so she could slide her wet pussy over it taking it inside her. Adam continued to massage her clit until she shivered into orgasm, not once but three times. She then got up and asked Adam to remove his pantyhose. She knelt in front of him on the bed. Adam couldn't help it but put his hands on her head and guide it straight to his hard shaft to slide it deeply inside her wet mouth. Rita slid up had down his shaft many times before taking it into her soft hand and then taking his whole ball sack into her now warm wet mouth. She sucked on his balls for some time whilst squeezing has erect manhood. A short time later she let go and flopped herself back on the bed opening her legs and placing her middle finger inside her dripping pussy. Adam settled himself between her open legs, she removed her finger and grabbed Adams throbbing stick and put it inside her very wet pussy. Adam thrusted many times whilst suckling on her erect nipples before exploding a full load of his warm cum deep inside her. He continued for some time before sliding his cum covered manhood from her cum soaked pussy, watching the remainder of his cum ooze from her love hole. They laid on the bed for a short time before putting his now clean clothes back on and heading off to his next job, with a huge smile on his face, and a drained ball sack. Any Rita's out there?

5 September 2025

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I woke the other day next to my partner feeling a tad on the horny side. It was still before dawn and she had just returned from the toilet. Once she had settled in bed, I sidled up to her and started to dry hump the side of her thigh. She said something quietly but it wasn’t “bugger off” or the dreaded “not now” and so, somewhat encouraged by default, I continued. My horniness increasing, I threw a leg over her leg and continued my dry humping. When I say dry humping, it wasn’t all that dry on my part or on hers either I found out shortly after. I continued slowly gyrating my hips, rubbing my tool up and down on her leg. We were both still clothed in our pyjamas and I knew from previous experience that the inside of my pyjama pants was going to be very wet with pre-cum that’s if it wasn’t already but neither of us was particularly concerned, I certainly wasn’t. My knob, penis and I were really enjoying our humping in the relatively quiet peace of the early morning. Life is good. She was lying on her back and as I was on my side facing her I could see the profile of her face in the gloom of the pre-dawn light. I wasn’t quite sure whether she had gone back to sleep as I amused myself with her body or not. She was very quiet as I moved her gently with my humping but I suppose she was either putting up with my debauchery and tolerating it or as I say she had gone to sleep. Can anyone sleep through that? I don’t think I could. I draped an arm over her to pull her to me, holding at first onto her shoulder and then down onto her tit. I have found that most parts of a woman’s body are handy when hanging on and dry humping (or rooting for that matter) but tits are the best handles in my humble opinion and certainly the most fun. I sort out her nipple (through her pyjama top) and pinched and rolled it around between forefinger and thumb. Judging by the quiet gasps or deep breaths, I reasoned that she was awake now if she hadn’t been before. She wears sloppy normal street clothing as PJs, Usually nice and soft to the touch and conducive to my pleasure. Comfortable ones but certainly not PJ looking whereas I am a flanno man (during winter) through and through. Not very sexy but they do the comfort job and that’s important at my age, although they do try to cut me and my scrotum in half on occasion resulting in some gear adjusting from time to time. She had let out a quiet but playful “ooo” when I first took hold of her tit but now let out a more “oooowh” sound as I massaged her nipple that suggested that the pleasure of me attending to one of her erogenous zones was giving her possibly even more pleasure than it was me, and even though that was pure speculation on my part, I was pretty sure that was the case. It didn’t take long and the ceaseless, merciless massage of the nipple turned into a bed shaking orgasm for her, accompanied by a short but muffled scream and then there was silence and a bit of panting or more heavy breathing of recovery on her part as she slapped my hand and fingers from her nipple as they were probably getting a bit on the over sensitive side. Now that she had been satisfied, my slow but steady dry humping during all of this had turned into rather frantic, bed shaking thrusting of my erection into the side of her leg striving desperately for my orgasm. Other than her body then and there, the memory of our shower together from the day before had driven my horniness when I woke earlier with a horn that I could have driven nails with. The shower had been the late in the day usual shower for her and I usually followed up and hour of so later. She strode stark naked as per usual out from the bedroom, tits wobbling delightfully and arse wonderfully on display. She doesn’t muck around, she just moves with purpose from one room to another across the kitchen and into the back sunroom where I was sitting reading. I was interested in my book but I knew she would be walking naked in front of me shortly and so I had been listening for her approach as I read, knowing full well that I was going to view her naked body as she headed to the shower. I mean to say, the book will always be there whereas she isn’t always naked and wobbling! I copped a “tsk!” from her as I had been expected to pull the curtains across due to her modesty so that the neighbours wouldn’t be able to see her naked as she walked past the glass back door. Not that that could happen as there are no neighbouring windows that look into that room and the only possible windows were two or three hundred metres away and you would need binoculars at that. Still, as the saying goes “Happy wife, Happy life” and so, why hadn’t I pulled the curtains across?! What the hell was I thinking!? as I jokingly chastised myself in my mind. In my defence to her, I said that I was engrossed in my book but that of course was no excuse. Anyway as she pulled the curtains across and gave me a look of distain for failing in my curtain duty, my penis and I couldn’t help but drink in the magnificent female curves of arse, tits, pronounced nipples and when she turned on full frontal, that delightful vee that is created by a woman’s padded (bless ‘em) thighs as they form down to accentuate the lips of her plump newly waxed vagina - except for that little tuft she leaves just about her pussy lips. I apologised, telling her, as I stared not into her face but at her plump pussy, peering between her legs unapologetically as I spoke, in an inspecting sort of way, that it won’t happen again (it will of course) and anyway no one can see in and if they could then (if they were guys) they would certainly appreciate the show. That didn’t go down well as I received yet another dressing down (this time playful) with somewhat false aggression as she knew that I was enjoying perving at her body as she berated me. I murmured out a few “yes dear”s and the occasional “Ahuh” all the while still looking deliberately at her naked jiggling body. The false aggression continued, I am happy to say, and her tits wobbled as she threw herself into it which gave my penis and I no end of pleasure as I nodded still staring at her tits and vagina and not up at her face. She eventually continued on to the bathroom (damn it!) and after an eternity (what do women do in the bathroom all of that time?!) the shower went on. The lounge I was sitting on wasn’t that far from the bathroom door and so, as enthralling as my book was, I peeped around to see her with her back to me behind the glass door of the shower recess. The shower cap didn’t help the horniness of the scene but other than that, I was, let us say, very interested, massaging my tool through my pants as I watched. As I said I usually showered later but my horniness was overpowering and so mere seconds later I had stripped off and headed into the bathroom, tool in hand, stroking myself as I struggled by now to see her female shape through the steamed up door. She must have sensed me and looked back over her shoulder at me, giving a little smile as she could see that I was pulling myself as I ogled her excellent shape. The animal randiness in me, drove my need to improve my vision and so I ordered (I don’t usually “order” as I like living) her to “splash some water on the (steamed up shower) door”. She must have accepted my ordering about of her, as driven by sheer lecherous lust and therefore it was tolerable. She nonchalantly cupped her hands and splashed the water, clearing up the view no end, much to my penis’s and my delight. My penis pulling increased as she turned almost ignoring me to continue her showering. Thoughts of “wench!, I could so root her!” made my heart beat even faster and I am sure the veins were probably standing out on my neck. Had I been Tarzan. I would have been yodelling by then. My eyes were going everywhere over her body, concentrating and savouring every part of her. I didn’t know where to look next. Oooo, so horny! She opened the door and beckoned me to come in with an almost casual “come in if you want too, but not if you don’t” look. To anyone observing on it would have been embarrassing to see the haste with which I joined her. I loose all sense of self-respect when it comes to women and sex. I am, after all, just a pathetic male. I closed the door behind me and grabbed the soap. Where to soap up first! Where to soap up first! Only two hands and so many toys! Tits first, letting each soaped up mound slip from my hands in turn only to be reacquired and soaped up again. It was exquisite. Not that I tired of soaping up and slithering all over her tits, but….well…you know, so much to do and so little time! I stared down on her over her shoulder (I am 6’3” and she is 5’4” and so I don’t have any trouble looking over her shoulder and down her back) at her buns. I soaped them up and ran my hands all over them and into her arse crack, feeling each bun in turn, wallowing in their slippery surface, letting them squelch and squish about, so delightful to the feel. Even without soap (the water kept washing the soap away, damn it!) they were wonderful. I slid a hand in between her legs under her buns from the back and dispatched the other hand in under her twat from the front. Slipping a finger into her warm slippery hole, fingering her slowly at first before increasing the tempo to frenzy mode, my finger and hand slapping into her vagina, the shower water splashing about as she held onto me for support. I slowed but was told to keep going as she told me “oh, don’t stop, that was good” and so I did “keep going” before getting distracted by tits and her arse. I have the concentration span of a gold fish in such situations – too much input! She must have taken the soap from me (I can’t remember) for I seemed to be feeling her buns and then her tits and then back to the buns and when I looked down she was soaping up my tool and balls. I was torn between looking at her tits and arse and at her soaping up and pulling on my erect, rock hard tool. She pulled on it letting one hand slide up and down the soapy, frothy veiny shaft as the other fondled my soaped up balls rolling them around in her hand and their sac. They popped out of her hands (an exquisite feeling – for me) due to the slipperiness and she immediately took the soap again and applied it in such a satisfyingly superb way, that it was making me light headed. The knob was getting oversensitive and I had to pull away from her hand a couple of times only to return for more torture until I couldn’t stand it any more and retreated yet again. This went on a few times. My pulling away made her chuckle and she wanted to do it more, the bitch! That only went on for as long as I could stand it but it was excellent while it lasted. So, with the shower still glowing in my mind, as I said the following morning I awoke randy and we had the dry humping session to start the day and then adjourned to the kitchen for breakfast afterwards. I still had a hard on and that was sticking out the front of my pyjamas as I didn’t want it gooing up the inside of my pjs. That was one feeble reason; in reality I am also an exhibitionist and just love parading around with an erection to show off. By the time I reached the kitchen she was doing something or other and as I casually wandered around the room putting on the kettle for the tea I think. She turned and sighted my erection, still as hard a rock, sticking out the front of my pjs. She looked down and as if talking to an independently sentient being (and not just a penis that was part of me) said “Oh, hello” in a very pleased tone and with a lovely smile on her face and a glint in her eyes, something similar to how one would gaze at a banana split or some other similar tasty treat. That same thing had happened to me a couple of time in my life previously with different women over the years. It was usually those exact words “Oh, hello” or “Oh hello there” but quite a few times it had been “Oh, lets not waste that” usually followed by a vigorous root or at least her getting me down on my back on the bed and then mounting me and rooting me as if she had something against my penis as she bounced up and down with her full body weight on me, trying to sprain my hips (can you sprain hips?), bed squeaking more often than not. Women, they’re animals! – bless ‘em. Anyway, back to this particular incident. She took hold of the shaft, giving it a few instinctive pulls as she fished out the balls from my PJs and still with her hand gripping the shaft bent over at the waist and gobbled down and sucked on me, with the associated slurping noises. She briefly “lipped” the knob almost tenderly before her mouth slid down the shaft, her lips striving and failing to reach the base of my tool as I felt the knob hit the back of her throat. She gagged a bit and backed off before plunging down once more but not as far this time to avoid the gagging I suppose and began to bob up and down (bless her) like some demented pigeon on the upper part of the shaft and the knob. The pleasure was all consuming and I had to hold onto the bench beside me lest my light headedness get the better of me, something I really didn’t want to happen just then. There ensued several minutes of gobbling and ball fondling as I peered down on the top of her head, being overwhelmingly thankful to her in that instant. Not that I would gush to that extent to her in person. More of a simple “thank you Dear” afterwards would normally suffice as I stuffed my tool back in my pjs and got on with making the tea or whatever. As she sucked, I stretched under to grasp a tit as they dangled down inside her loose fitting PJ top, unleashed and braless. My groping didn’t seem to deter her, so as she worked on me, I slid her PJ top along her back, wriggling it around until I released her tits to dangle down like two full, smallish grapefruit each in their sack. I took a handful of naked tit and squeezed its softness. I like tits. It’s interesting that as busy as I was groping her tits, I couldn’t help myself and I suppose, due to natural instinct, I began thrust gently into her mouth as she bobbed. I don’t know whether that put her off or what but she eventually stopped sucking (sadly), complaining that her back was hurting. It was fair enough in that position and at our age it doesn’t take long for the body to fail. She stood up and I leant back against the kitchen countertop thrusting out my hips and cock for her attention and she finished me off with her hand. She took a handful of tissues and caught the cum as she milked me to an ear popping orgasm.

4 September 2025

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She was standing at the sink doing dishes when I walked in and even at first glance she looked hot! Barefoot, short summer skirt and a singlet top, hair pulled back to keep her a little cooler.  To me, she looked beautiful, innocently sensual. She hadn't seen or heard me come in and giggled when I embraced her from behind and nuzzled her neck.  She flicked me in the face with water, so I playfully growled and gave her sexy, barely covered bum a light smack.  "Ooo Thank you Daddy, may I have another?" she said, going with the gag and jutting her bum out.  Using my size and weight to my advantage, I pinned her to the sink, grabbed her pony tail, and turning her head, kissed her firmly on the mouth. She groaned a little and pushed back against me.  We continued kissing,  my hand in her hair, tongues entwining.  I let my hand creep  around her stomach slide up to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden to my caress through the thin fabric. She was grinding against my growing hardness now and cheekily flicked off her singlet, granting full access to her beautiful breasts. "Oh God yes" she gasped as I pinched and teased each nipple in turn, nibbling and kissing her neck and shoulder. "Touch me" she whispered Releasing her hair, but still pinning her to the sink I reached down under skirt.  Her panties were already damp as I started rubbing, her sex giving off an aroused heat, as she ground down on my hand. Raking the panties aside, I pushed my finger inside and she groaned again and ground down on my hand. She was on fire now as she squirmed against me and pushed her panties down giving me greater access. One finger became two, I could feel her juices on my hand as she cursed in pleasure and encouragement.  "Oh fuck, yes, finger my pussy" she groaned "Faster, deeper!" "FUCK!" Awkwardly she pushed my shorts and boxers down. She tore my hand away, and, as my cock, leaking it's own arousal now, began sliding up and down between the cheeks of that hot ass, she drew my dripping fingers into her mouth. I gripped her jaw to offer resistance as I felt her teeth bite down her tongue swirling to taste herself. She was hot, wet and very horny now her skirt pushed to a thin band around her waist. As I reached round with my free hand to finger her again, I caught a glimpse of the heady combination of passion arousal and affection in her eyes, which served only to spur me on. She released my hand from her mouth, "Please fuck me" she implored. I bent her further over the sink, and guided myself into her moist hot centre. "Oh God yes Fuck!" she exclaimed  She felt exquisite. Her heat embracing my hardness, her naked skin against mine, watching the muscles in her back flex as she pushed back against me. I reached beneath her, teasing and pinching her hard nipples as we found our rhythm, moaned expletives escaping us both as two became one. I felt the end approaching for us both and decided I wanted to see that roll across her face. I quickly withdrew and spun her around and lifted her onto the edge of the sink. Another kiss, deep, wet urgent as I lifted her parted legs and drove myself back between them. There was sweat on her brow, disheveled hair framed the flush of arousal on her face, her eyes flecked with the fire of passion. In the moment she  was both whore and angel. Beautiful.  We found our rhythm again quickly, and holding her legs I pulled her onto me again and again.  "Ready?" I asked urgently, an affirmative nod and the hiss of "yessss" "Where?" I said, so close now. "Fill me! God fill me!" she cried "I'm gonna cum!" With a final growl I thrust deep, and felt myself pulse deep inside her as she cried out and I felt her milking me.  Our eyes locked.  As the wave subsided and the earth stopped spinning, I lent in, we shared a tender kiss.  "Hmm, I think I'll have to help with the dishes more often" I quipped.

1 September 2025

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As she waited at the airport for her flight to Sydney she stared out the window and reminisced of their last night together. They had been texting throughout the day a passionate erotic story involving sun baking and coconut oil. A smiled beamed across her face. A boarding announcement was made over the loud speaker and she stood up straightened her floaty skirt, picked up her overnight bag and walked out the terminal doors. The setting sun was still warm on her bare shoulders as she walked across the tarmac, she climbed the stairs and looked for her seat. Row 12. Six, seven, eight... Oh, here it is, the back row. She opened up the overhead hatch and put up her bag. She clicked on her seatbelt as the turbines hummed. The air hostess welcomed everyone as the pilot turned the plane into position for the runway. She closed her eyes as the plane increased speed. A rush of adrenaline engulfed her as the plane lifted off the runway. Her thoughts were tantalising, and stirring a warmth within. The hostess checked on all the passengers, and asked if I needed anything... "A hot guy" flashed across my lips - but instead I said - the air conditioning is a bit cold ,I would really appreciate a blanket. She returned with a blanket and I returned to being devoured on the dining room table. My hand slipped under the blanket and honed in on my tingling slit. I was wet, and my fingers slid over my clit as I bit my lip. I was in the back row and the afternoon sunlight was disappearing. I breathed deeper as my hungry fingers dipped into my saturated hole. I slid further down into my seat and slowly pumped my fingers in and out. I imagined him being with me fucking on the table. He had finished his dinner and pushed his plate away, stood up and grabbed me by my waist and asked for desert. I quickly undid his belt buckle and unzipped his shorts and they fell to the tiles. He playfully pushed me back onto the table and lifted up my black dress and slid my hips towards his eager cock. He ran his cock along my soaking slit and teased me with it. Then he leant down and devoured my hard clit. Fuck me I yelled. He pushed his cock into my begging hole and pounded me with it. He rocked back and forth as his fingers flicked my clit. I clenched my hole around his cock simultaneously in rhythm to his rocking. My body was shuddering as he brought me closer to climax. His fingers were circling my clit and my legs were wrapped around his waist. He was breathing heavier and moaning with delight. Fuck, I yelled again as he fucked me harder and faster. I'm going to cum, so am I he said. I arched my back off the airplane seat as my fingers finished pounding me. The pilot announced “we were about to land in Sydney so please return to an upright position“. I smirked. straightened my skirt and put my self together. We landed and departed the plane. I walked out from the tunnel towards my hot guy. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me close and whispered in my ear - I'm starving, can I nibble on you first...

29 August 2025

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The first time we met, I ended it with a kiss on his cheek. We'd met for coffee, and I was instantly smitten. His good looks and sweet smile drew me in, so when we said goodbye, I wanted to make my intentions clear: I want you. We texted back and forth over the next week and arranged to go parking. We met a few days later at the same spot we'd said goodbye a week earlier and set off in his car in search of someplace private. I was his first trans woman, and he was my first straight guy, so we were both nervous. We made small talk until we found a secluded spot off a back road and parked there. Once parked, all the nervousness melted away as our instincts took over. I finally got to taste those sweet smiling lips, while our hands sought out the same thing. We rubbed each other's cocks over the top of our clothes until he shyly asked to see mine. Always eager to please, I lifted my skirt, dropped my tights and panties, revealing my little girl cock. He smiled widely and said, "That's so hot!" before leaning in and taking it in his mouth and beginning to suck. For a first-time cocksucker, he did wonderfully. I sat back and enjoyed the feeling of those sweet lips on my cock while running my hands through the dark curls of his hair. When he finally came up for air, it was my turn. He pulled down his pants and took out his cock, which, to my mixture of surprise and panic, was big. It would be easily the largest cock I'd ever taken, but my lust outweighed my apprehension, so I went in. It was an adjustment having such a big, thick cock in my mouth and being in such an awkward position, but I was determined to give it my all. I must have been doing something right because I could taste his precum on my lips whenever I stopped to suck on the tip. Never one to back down from a challenge in the bedroom, or car in this case, I tried to deep throat him. From his moans, I could tell he enjoyed it. He placed a hand on the back of my head to guide me, but I had to stop before I gagged. His mighty cock had defeated me. For now, at least. Once I regained my composure, he asked me if I wanted to fuck. I had been especially looking forward to this, so I didn't hesitate to say yes. We moved to the back seat, and I lay back legs open, ready to receive him. He got on top of me and plunged his cock deep in me, and I felt my eyes grow large as I felt the full length and girth of his cock inside me for the first time. Feeling his huge cock move in and out of me was so intense that there were times I thought I couldn't handle it, but I persevered because this is what I had wanted ever since that first meeting, and now I had it. He continued pummelling my tight arsehole until he was ready to cum, then pulled out and finished on my soft, squishy belly. I put my head back and took a moment to bask in the afterglow. Afterwards, he drove me home, once again making awkward small talk. Once we got to my place, I said goodbye and kissed him. Just like that first kiss on the cheek during our first encounter, I did it to make my intentions clear: I still want you.

11 August 2025

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Yes I have seen Jim’s cock in the shower at the gym it is small. So yes I can offer Maggie a neck and shoulder massage have her sit at my feet so I can move forward till she feels my cock against her back as I massage neck and shoulders All along her shoulders and she leans back saying that is nice as my hard cock presses into her back so I have to ask what feels nice And Maggie takes a mouthful of wine for confidence and rubs her back against my cock and says this and there is no doubt what this is… I think we should drop a button to allow me some more room for my hands to massage Mark continues to massage deep into Maggie’s shoulders to her neck there is a tension rising as Maggie’s breathing changes as marks hand just slide a little further down her chest touching the top of her breasts seemingly innocent but not… The combination on hard cock against her back and hands sweeping across the top of her breasts creates a surge of wet between her lips oh my. She pauses the massage and says we would be better if I we go to the bedroom to finish the massage we are adults and we have known each other for a long time as one of Jim’s oldest friends I trust you will be a gentleman. I appreciate the massage the steer at work has made for a tough week, Jim will be a couple of hours yet. The words have tumbled out but the look is of put me on the bed and have me. They step forward, Maggie kicks of her heels looks at M and says let me take my blouse off and skirt so you can release that tension in my shoulders, omg the skirt drops and the blouse is off , Maggie stands there in tan stockings and a matching red lingerie set looks back and says it is Friday I like to dress to tease on Friday’s in the office, let’s the young men dream when they catch a glimpse of lingerie under my office clothes. Mark swallows , there is no massage to follow , Maggie has stepped forward looked up with her red mouth for a kiss and placed her hand on Marks cock through his jeans. The kiss begins tongues and saliva swirling bodies pressed Maggie’s legs open a little as Marks hand slides over her thigh going up , just fingertips , the kiss rumbles on and his fingers skill under the material of her panties and touch her lips , she is wet of course , his fingers run back and forth between her lips, no penetration just separating her lips allowing her pussy to release the silky wetness if feels like a gush… The kiss goes faster tongues pressing and two fingers and pushed fully into her FUCK. Oh god because his thumb rests on her clit and his fingers are stretching her. His thumb circles her swollen clit occasionally pressing and flicking as the fingers work Maggie as a teenager she loved being felt up like this by boys generally though only fingers no clit that came later and generally meant she masturbated at home in her bed eyes closed touching where fingers had been wondering when she would consent to a cock. But right now she was delirious being finger fucked by her husbands best friend and craving to let go tonight and take his cock into her pussy , god let Jim be late back, no sex at home for such a long time meant she needed to the private slut she enjoyed for a couple of hours… Maggie loves a man who knows how and when to be firm, how to turn her around, bend her over and tease his thick cock from behind.. she has not been the sub for a long time and this man knows what he wants… The kiss broke and the fingers left Maggie’s saturated pussy, they held eye contact and his fingers came up and slipped into his mouth one at a time. She smelt herself in the air, loved that smell of a woman’s pussy ( and cum too lol). The fingers came out and they kissed her tongue slipping urgently in his mouth to taste the last of herself in his saliva… He dropped down to his knees and pulls her red knickers down and she stepped out… Ho hum full compromised if Jim came back now… but desire led the thoughts. Mark stood up on the bed on all fours… Yes she thought and obeyed. I am going to be fucked doggy went the her hand as she felt his hands spread her arse oh so wide… His fingers spread, in the bedroom mirror she looked and saw he was drinking it in with his eyes, she could smell her pussy and knew he could it was dripping. She watched as he lowered himself, still fully dressed down between her arse. His tongue hit with a wetness against the rosebud arsehole. Pleasure from nerve ending shot everywhere oh my new sensation as his stiff tongue push inside her arse omg as his thumb racked to press right lightly on her clit like a six sense. His tongue pushed and circled she pushed back wanting more. God she was spread, she loved the sensation of being pulled apart like this and now his tongue was splitting her lips slowly running from her arse to clit oh my! YES. Circling Maggie’s clit and then flicking and pressing her breathing rose it was beyond delicious then his tongue slid back along through her swollen lips to her arse swirled pushed and penetrated and then slid back through the wet and onto her clit the flicking and circling gathering momentum. She became aware of his thumb stretching out to circle round her arse hole as he gave the most beautiful oral. The sensation of his tongue was beautiful on her clit and then the thumb eased into her arse and it felt good and the oral intensified beyond a rhythm to a pleasure beyond description, the tongue licking her and the thumb moving created the slutiness she craved pushing back his hand still pulling on her cheeks it was to much for her. The breathing gave it away, mark pulled his thumb out of Maggie’s arse leaving it just stretched and vivaciously licked her clit. Hmmmnnnnnnnn… she is taking every inch of his fingers , tongue and can see the full fat cock that was just about to take full advantage of every cm of her sticky wet pussy… She begs to stop, I need to be loyal to my husband but she has never been ravaged like this before. Mark rolls over and Maggie inches towards his semi erect cock. She take it into her mouth and moves her warm lips up and down that hard shaft. She is slightly worried how that cock is going to fit it but she wants to feel every inch… Maggie, slid her mouth over the circumcised head she fantasized about thick cocks but this would be a oral challenge as the thought ran through her mind she felt his hand run through her hair and hold her head down… No pressure just a hold. His words ran down to her, take it all, show me how you are a good girl… he saw her take more, then came up, looked and smiled and said oh I need this cock! Jim must never know. Roll over was the reply… drop your head over the edge of the bed. Maggie complied of course she would he was so in charge… Mark stood open and over her as her head dangled over the edge and down it came, it was thick, she loved it, her mouth opened and in it slid, the angle let his cock slide down her throat, no gag just cock he pulled out her mouth open mark leant down and omg let his saliva cascade into her mouth followed by lips pressing and tongues pressing. The kiss broke mark such a good girl taking cock like that the perfect wife…. Mark leant forward over Maggie still in her bra and stockings and placed his hand between her legs, she said in a whisper as his hand touched as slid between her lips, yes I am wet he pushed forward and put his forearm between her legs, pressing against her sex, instinctively from some primitive instinct she pressed in and slid up and down his forearm grinding her saturated horny pussy against his arm. Fuck you are the limit she uttered… So he said are you ready to be fucked like the good slut you are?

8 August 2025

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One sunny day in mid afternoon I was with my best Mate cleaning our push bikes in my Dad's garage. It just happened, We both dropped our short pants and I closed the door then he slid his stiffy cock into my willing arse hole and fucked me and cum inside me. He pulled out and he had shit all over his cock and I just wiped it with a dirty old cloth and then just put our shorts on again. Then he went home. I never did anything like that again. But I want to have lots of fucking now, after being with only Women all my life I am now craving a man to come and fuck me. I think of that day a lot. I really crave having a man to fuck and he fucking me and I fucking him and sucking his cock and kissing his lips. This is my fantasy and I will find a loving play mate to fuck as much as I can now that I am old and horny for a beautiful cock and bottom in my bed. i want to kiss and cuddle and lick and suck my way to happiness and sexual satisfaction. Lovely. MMMM

8 August 2025

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I've been asked to explain an internal massage, so here it is. So, making sure you are comfortable, and aroused, you lay down naked, you can be covered if more comfy that way. You just need to not be restricted by clothing, let your body be free. I'd test how aroused you are, naturally ready to gently kiss, lick and suck on your clit until I can feel a suitable warmth and wetness from you. I begin by using a fingertip to just gently stroke your labia up and down and occasionally circling your clit. I’m trying to spread your lube around the area and onto my finger, slowly going further as I feel you relaxing. I then start circling your introitus, vaginal opening. This is the first part I gently massage. I’m feeling for slight grooves and curves, do they harden? Or do they remain as is. I’m also watching your face. I’m looking for signs of excitement, enjoyment. Also I look at exposed skin, I’m looking for goosebumps. I the slightly insert my fingertip, circling inside you, once again, feeling for bumps, etc, until I come across a ring. It’s only noticeable due to your heightened sense of arousal, and my heightened sense of awareness. This ring is the first of several inside you I will massage. So I will circle this, many times, observing you, and while circling slowly going forwards into the next groove, feeling for bumps, until I reach the next ring. As I go deeper, yet I am not in deep at all, I make this sound like your vagina is the size of an oval, but these are small, subtle movements, I do go back and re-work what I’ve previously massaged, still feeling for subtleties, and observing your face and skin. As I go forward, I start feeling the outer surrounds of your g spot, which I will start seeing a change in your face and skin. Your body temp will start to rise, your breathing will change, and the area will change. I’ll continue to massage as I have been, constant pace, gently, circular, going back and forwards, and every now and then, apply a little more pressure over your g spot. All those spots I stimulated earlier, I will go back and check to see if they are still aroused, then back to massaging the current ring. I won’t be focusing entirely on your g spot, as teasing it is what the massage is all about. Your whole vagina will be massaged and explored, right up to the last ring, up around your cervix. At some stage during this, any muscle tension, frustration, will come to an end as you climax as you explode, and you will explode. I will become selfish at this point and kiss you, because I love to kiss a woman after she has orgasmed. I love the sloppy effort, and I will kiss your back down to both your breasts, down to your belly and down to your clit before I gently have my fingertips going all over your body, I want to feel where you are clammy, sensitive on your outside, where you still have goosebumps, can I move them around? etc, and that’s it

5 August 2025

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She knew I wasn’t home. She came to the house dressed in a mini skirt that just covered her butt a top the her boobs popped out of her top. She sat across from my husband and opened her legs to show him she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She sat next to him and ran her hands up his leg and his hand was running up her leg. They played and go hot and heated. I came home and heard noise coming from the bedroom and quietly made my way towards the noises. My husband was getting a blow job and totally enjoying it and I knew he was close to blowing his load and he did it was hot as she gobbled it up. He flipped her over and kissed all the way up her legs and teased her glistening pussy. As he started devouring her pussy I was so turned on and started touching myself and enjoying the show that they were providing, listening to the moans and pure enjoyment from both of them. My fingers slipped in to my dripping pussy and trying to stay quiet and his tongue was dancing around her clit his fingers deep inside her. She was building and her back was arching and she was moaning loud and he was enjoying to and pushed the to the end and as she cam he ate it up and didn’t stop until she begged him too. As the both collected themselves they both saw me and saw that I was wet, horny and touching myself and invited me in. I walked towards the bed and stripped and started fondling her starting with her boobs all the way today her pussy. As I was eating her out my husband took me from behind and fucked me to the point where both myself and he cam and then he started to enter her while I am underneath his watching him and his member entering her and sucking his balls all that the same time. She arches her back and lets out a big groan as he goes in deeper. As the both get close to climax I start touching myself and being so turned on by watching up close him fucking her. They get closer and their groans are pushing me closer to the brink and we cum together in unison. He takes a moment and her and I start making out fingering each other eating each other and sucking him off. We play for the rest of the day taking it in turns and cumming together. She leaves and we go to bed with smiles on our face I hope we can do it again. This is my fantasy.

3 August 2025

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I lie awake and listen to her breathing, rhythmic, relaxed in sleep, I can smell her hair on the pillow beside me. A band of streetlight steals in and illuminates the sensuous, womanly curves until they disappear beneath the sheets. I reach an arm over to embrace her, she pulls me to her, her skin warm on mine, she clasps my hand to her naked breast. The scent of our lovemaking is in the air and on our bodies, but her hair, closer to my face now, smells clean and fresh. A stirring begins deep within as my manhood rests against her buttocks. My thumb gently strokes her nipple and it hardens beneath my touch, she sighs lightly and moves even firmer against me. Hardening now, my mouth kisses and nuzzles her neck and shoulder, I slide my trapped arm under and around her to cup and caress her breasts, my top hand free to stroke and roam those curves. She stirs and shivers, her hand takes mine and guides it the moist juncture of her thighs, She turns her head now, her mouth meeting mine, tongues touching and teasing, I notice her breath increasing as she begins to rock gently against me. My gentle stirring is a longing now. My fingers slide along her wet slit, the lips parting easily as my experienced fingers seek the bud of her clit. My other hand, fingers in her hair pull her mouth firmer onto mine swallowing the moans of my caresses. Engorged now, my hardness seeks release and my fingers guide me into her. She arches away from me, driving her hips further onto my waiting pole. The hot dampness of her sex is exquisite agony as it grips my manhood, and I grab her shoulder for the leverage to pull her repeatedly onto me. There are no words, our coupling is enough, and we both sense the impending climax. She cries out and I feel her grip me at the same time I feel myself pulse deep inside her. Still joined, we collapse in each others arms, a tender kiss and we drift slowly back to sleep...

29 July 2025

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A few years back, I was seeing a woman. She spoke of an ideology and lifestyle that was very close to my own, so we travelled that path for a time. She invited me to an NBO event. At this point in my life men were not on the menu. I don't like intruding in a space where I don't fit the premise, she assured me it was fine. Ok great lets do that. (Nerves and anxiety set aside) These moments are always a big event! Wake up, get the chores done, have clothing out, brush and scrub, cut everything that needs a cut! And she was much the same. It was part of our lives we were looking to bring together! All ready, both vibing, in the car and on the way! I held my nervous and anxious energy in check, I knew I didn't fit the premise, didn't want to cause a fuss or upset the apple cart, but she wanted me there and told me I was welcome there, so I gave that priority. We arrive, fuckarse about with parking in the city, not quite well knowing there where of where we are or where we're to be hahaha... thats part of the adventure! Is it here... "hi were here for the orgy" "ahh sorry this is a kebab shop", "ahh sorry to bother you"... laugh and giggle and find the right door... And we do, we find it and go up. It's important to me another in my company is comfortable, I don't show or allow my ill feelings come forth to spoil the party. The premise, the parking fails and finding the door was a journey, but I was aware of the failures and embarrassment stacking up on the downside tally. I breathe, I smile, I want her to have a good time, so that is what i do! We get in and get introduced to the man running the show, there he stands nude in a hi vis safety vest! Very forward, very confident! Exuding joy and welcoming energy in every direction... this is a man well adjusted to himself and his place in life... We mill about, everyone is to be nude, there is a brief moment before plat where the director stands at the centre of all attention, proud, firm and casually setting the boundaries to the crowd. What the boundaries are, what facilities are there, who to speak to in the event of drama... game on! He was a character I admired... he ran a crowd and did all the heavy lifting so the others can enjoy the space 😊😊😊 So we mill about, my mind triage the space, furniture, people, theorising sex positions, acts, things I know the woman I'm with likes, triaging the men, the fun ones, the expressive! Candidates of who she may like to play with. I was very welcome in the space, the men are the definition of fun 😁 polite, this is a place where invitation is given, the answer is given respect... there is no tantrum chucking or butthurt rejection, just happy acceptance, happy people! We attended a room, a bed, found a space and played somewhat acclimating to it all. I cant recall much of that time. I can feel unease and nerves in the woman I'm with, I can see the care in which she moves, speaks... she's uncomfortable and cautious... I am as well but I put that aside... its her night, her event, she has priority in my mind. I see she wants to interact... I can see the men do to... this is the awkward moment of every high school dance 💃we all want but how do we start 😂😂 I triage the crowd, her, the furniture and played tetris in my head whilst we played... I come to her ear and put forth my idea... she nods... I give her the "I'm done" commands to tell me when she has had her fill. I stand and speak "ok lads the lady here wants a line of men over here" I pointed to the bedside. "Condom only, you have 1 minute to fuck her for all your worth then it is the next man's moment" I put her where I needed her on the end of the bed, facing me, arse and pussy presented to the line of men forming up. She gripped my cock, and mewed... her lips intimate upon me... she was comforting herself with my body, bringing herself into a space to be able to play with men she did not know. "When she's done she's done" I invited the man at the front to approach... he gripped her hips, splayed open her legs and fed his body into hers... 😂😂😂 it was on! I felt her masks drop, the discomfort eroded, cast adrift and forgotten, animal woman appeared! Her eyes and energy igniting and dripping! The intimate hand on my cock shifts to paws and claws... to a grip of an animal holding prey its caught... She purrs and grunts and devours my cock as if starving... all the while my mind and focus is on the crowd... my men... "Next, good man".... "next thank you" I praise the one who just gave and welcome the next... "you're up mate, give her a good serve, you've 1 minute" I keep a slow count in my head as I conduct, at times it became a guess, doing the crowd work, monitoring them, praising and encouraging, monitoring her welfare and energy, having an animal woman attacking my cock ravenously... the men were good, I didn't want to cheat them, but concentrating on time became quite challenging! "Next... one minute, you're doing well lads, condom only, join the line" id reiterate... As this goes on I feel its be better served if she thanked each man, so I give her the instructions... when I say next you thank them... And it begun... "thank you" she exclaimed as the next man filled her... then she became a mindless mess for her minute... counting in my head, watching the crowd "next" "thank you..." the moan and growl as the next filled her... the high vis vest appearing habitually "everyone good in here" doing welfare checks. One man cam up and asked if he could go again, "absolutely mate, that's between you and the other men in the line, join the back" and he excitedly runs off to the back 😂😊😊 he was very sweet. On and on... the commentary, the growling moans... her grip upon me, moments of her chest to the bed gasping, then frantically rising to put my cock back in her mouth... She taps out... "ok lads she's done, well done, thank you guys" I close it down and spend some time holding and comforting. She regains herself and we mosey and socialise. The man who rejoined the line comes up "that was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen" we both laugh merrily... "Can I cum on your chest?" She looks at me and I indicate it's hers to answer, her body not mine, all said with eyes and a hand gesture... "Yes!" She bellowed at him! His eyes expanded and glee was written all over his body!!! A man beside him suddenly erupted in the same way and he asks "can I lick it off?" Absolutely she said gleefully 😁😁😁 She kneels and he jerks off onto her chest... the other steps in and licks her clean. She looks up at me grinning and smiling and erupting in joy and laughter! The 1st man stands there... he turns to me... "now that's the second hottest thing I've ever seen" 😂😂😂 We all have a good moment together then move off into the party. I speak to many of the men there and who they are, what they spoke of has opened me to places and things I'd not explored at that time. They were happy merry men, playful, there for joy, there for play, very secure in themselves. Many made comment its why they play with men... men are fun and I can't fault them with what I saw in them... I saw a lot of men inside men giggling and cumming and playing 😂😂😂 We went home, cleaned and slept. I found joy in the life experience obtained, I found fun in the people there interacting with them. I enjoyed the crowd work, looking after her and helping her experience something she wanted. Did it do anything for me sexually? No. It wasn't an event for my needs, it was her event and I played my part to make sure she had her needs met. She wanted to fuck, play and be outrageous and so that's what I made sure occurred... On a side note, the NBO men are great and worth exploring.

16 July 2025

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* This is a fantasy influenced by our own lives and desires. Parts of it we have played out in reality, other parts we have not. It is from the perspective of a sissy cuckold in a loving FLR. You sit at the dressing table finishing up the last touches of your perfectly applied makeup. The faint sounds of water can be heard from the bathroom as Mistress Anna prepares herself. Anna has requested an effeminate, but not 'feminised' look for today, something that has taken time to practice effectively. Your skin is clear, lips are overlined and just the faintest application of eye-shadow can be seen. Combined with a new pixie-cut you make out to be the perfect 'twink'. Looking at your new hair-cut you're reminded of how the ladies giggled when you showed them the photo; the style Anna requested. "Is it for your boyfriend? I'm sure he'll like it!" they said so innocently. Your caged clitty gives a throb of embarrassment at the memory. Puckering your lips and fluttering your lashes, you pose as only an emasculated sissy would. The mirrored vision staring back causes another involuntary twitch in your panties. You delicately mince towards the wardrobe mirror to get a better look at your physique. Sliding your hands up and down your body, you pose to show off your plump ass and flat stomach. Anna has put you on a diet and strictly enforced your workout routine these past 4 months. The results have been nothing short of phenomenal, you look better than you ever did as a Man, your thong lost in the perky roundness of your perfect glutes. Feeling down towards your panties you imagine what it would be like to be with you, to use you. How a Man would feel...Involuntarily you slap your own ass, "Ooooh" you moan as your locked clitty twitches and splurts a small glob of cream in your panties, in agreement at the thought. The shower stops and you hear Anna's melodic voice, she hums a tune as delightful and terrifying as any siren could. A flush of anxiety tingles through you as Anna enters the bedroom; you can feel your nakedness in her presence the feeling of the thong riding up your backside and the tight cage encasing your clitty now more prominent than ever. Her training has been efficient and you feel a warm dull pain in your backside remembering what awaits if you displease her. She presents as natural, no makeup and no lingerie; such effort is only made for special occasions, occasions which no longer involve you. Even still, the oversized sweater just barely hiding her thick thighs is enough to make your caged clitty twitch with excitement. It is not often Anna asks for your company these days, not since she met Marcus. "Aww, aren't you cute Princess, I really love the new hair!", Anna lets out a soft giggle as your cheeks turn red. You stand still, hands behind your back ready to serve as she inspects her property. Your stoic composure ruined by a sharp smack to the ass. You yelp in pain as your dainty feet dance in shock before finding ground. Anna giggles again. She claps your hand and leads you onto the bed, she lays down and stares up at you with a bright smirk. "You know what to do Baby!", on hearing those words you get to work, eager to please your Mistress. She giggles as you gently kiss her thighs leading up to the most intimate of places. You begin to slowly roll up her sweater and for a split second your heart sinks, a cloud of jealousy engulfs your face and in protest your cage twitches sharply. You feel a sticky glob of cream settle in your panties. She's wearing a thong, lacey and white with an elaborate floral pattern. You recognise it immediately, Marcus bought her these panties the day she decided to lock your little clitty away for good....You still remember the lock clicking as she squeezed your cage and passionately embraced her conqueror. You look up, that smirk on her face says it all, she knows you know. "Well? It's not going to lick itself sissy", blushing you return to your task. You lightly kiss her tummy, heading downwards as your delicate soft hands start to tug on her lacey panties. She gives a small moan of contentment and repositions herself. Immaculately groomed, your nose is hit with a floral fragrance, one of the few benefits to being pussyfree being able to taste and smell your Mistress though you will never feel her inside warmth again. Your tongue finds its purpose and you start to lick passionately, she moans loudly and reflexively grabs your hair pushing you deep into her most private place. At first you were clumsy and unsatisfying, unable to pleasure a Woman in the soft and sensual manner required of a feminised beta male. Now though, you are an expert, she twitches and moans in ways your clitty could never bring her to. 'Aaah, Yes!', "Good Boi!" she cries. Your cage twitches and another glob of sissy cream fills your panties at the compliment. Your fingers begin to move, you've been trained well. You softly touch the outside of her crevice before exploring the interior. Anna moans as your index finger enters her moist cavern, oozing with excitement and pleasure. Your soft nimble fingers gently rub inside. A Man's hands would be too rough, too large, but yours are just right, a feeling reaffirmed by Anna's moans "Yes Baby!", "Keep going!", "aaaah!". You start to move faster and harder, keeping in Unison with her moans when suddenly Anna motions for you to stop. "Get the Strap-on Baby" she says breathlessly, still recovering from her ecstasy. You delicately remove your fingers before finding the strap, an eight-inch purple dildo with decent girth, roughly twice the size of your little clitty. It feels powerful in your hands and for a brief moment you think about what it must feel like to be Marcus, to be a strong, dominant and confident bull. The intense throbbing of your caged clitty snaps you back to reality. You enter the room strapped, ready to show Anna you can still be the Man she needs. The illusion is shattered when Anna giggles "I bet you feel so strong, huh Princess? All made up in your silky lingerie with your big Strap". Your face burns a bright red as you look away unable to keep eye-contact. "Aww, it's okay", "Come, why don't you show your Mistress how a 'real Man' fucks?".... Anna turns around and positions herself on all fours showing off her perfectly toned ass as she beckons for you to join. You stare at her ass, it's immaculate, firm and peachy from years of hard work. Your locked clitty gives a throb of embarrassment as you're reminded of how you could never do this position without a Strap-On. Her ass was just too big, one more reason for why she decided to Cuck you with Marcus. Climbing onto the bed you slowly pull Anna towards your Dildo. "Gentle now Honey, this one isn't like your clitty". Blushing you hold her tightly and slowly watch the dildo enter. Anna's moans grow louder as it penetrates deeper, reaching crevices where you've never been. You begin to move slowly, pushing your hips back and forth thrusting, slowly, but surely building up a pace. As you thrust, you're Almost reminded of what it feels like to be a Man but you know you're not. You have seen Marcus, his all-encompassing thrusts as he effortlessly lifts Anna off the ground; a feat you could never accomplish, even before you were locked. He is so strong, so powerful, so big. You thrust harder at the thought of him as Anna moans in Unison "Yes!", "Oh God Yes!", "You're so big, so strong Honey!"....Your cheeks flush red as your clitty splurts another glob of useless cream at her compliment, a phrase that is all too rare. You caress her body with your soft hands, you try to spank her but you cannot break your own conditioning and the slap comes across as barely a tap. Anna giggles at how emasculated you've become, she rubs your perky ass from behind before giving it a large smack. Yelping in pain, you speed up your thrusts as your locked clitty twitches furiously. Her legs tighten around yours as she moans louder and with increasing frequency. It has been over 10 minutes now, 9 more than you could ever do without assistance. She moans loudly, she's close, so close. You know you can do it, you thrust hard, like your life depended on it "God yes!, Yes!" she moans, "Yes, Oh Yes! Marcus! Oh!". Your heart breaks, but it only entices you to go further as your panties reach an overload, your locked sissy cream now soaking your panties and slowly oozing down your thighs. Anna lets out one final moan before collapsing onto the sheets in a huffing mess. "Stop Baby, Stop!" she mutters as you slowly and delicately remove the Strap. Your clitty is now throbbing remorselessly as you pant trying to recover your stamina. Anna regaining her voice giggles, "You did soooo well Baby, I almost forgot you're my prissy sissy sub" Anna looks at you playfully, "Pull your panties down sweetie. My Princess did so well tonight, I think she deserve a little reward don't you?". You nod swiftly to signal your agreement as you quickly pull your panties down. "Oh, my! Someone's excited! Looks like you made quite the mess sweetie, did you have a little sissygasm already?" You shake your head furiously so desperate to reach some sort of climax. Anna giggles, she swirls her index finger in the sticky precum covering your thighs and brings it to your mouth". "Suck on it Baby"....You hesitate, "You want your reward, don't you?". Blushing, you do as your told. The taste is bitter and your face scrunches up as result. Anna laughs sadistically and delicately strokes your face "Good gurl" she says before finding the keys to your misery. You stare at the keys longingly, your clitty throbbing faster with every second that she delays. Anna smirks, "Close your eyes cupcake". You squeeze your hands and eyes shut squirming in anticipation. Anna drops the keys "Ooops", your thighs rub together and you whine as she delays. "No Whining Princess!" Anna says sharply, you go silent reminded of that burning feeling in your backside from earlier. Finally, the lock falls and your delicate clitty springs to life in full bloom. It twitches wildly in excitement, all 4 inches of it. Anna giggles before giving it a little flick. "It looks smaller every time I see it, do you think it has shrunk?" Your face goes red and you stammer out a denial. Anna rolls her eyes, "Whatever you say Princess". Anna brings her hand to her mouth and laughs loudly "Sorry honey, I'm just thinking about Marcus and what he would look like with this little thing". She shakes her head, "It really is pathetic, isn't it?" You blush, voiceless to offer any rebuttal. Anna takes your little clitty between her finger and thumb giving it a light stroke, you moan and close your eyes involuntarily. "Do you like that sweetie, does it feel good?", "Y-yes Mistress" you stutter. "Good Gurl. Open your eyes now sweetie, I have something for you to see" You open your eyes and see Anna holding her phone out while her other hand continues to delicately stroke your clitty. She hits play. It's her, her in all her glory. She looks like a goddess, dolled up in the finest makeup; blush and contour expertly applied and her body, it's on full display. Her voluptuous physique barely hidden by her tight lingerie. She fondles her immaculate breasts before turning around to show off her plump ass, an ass way too big for your own diminutive clitty. You moan in approval as Anna giggles. A man enters the frame, tall and muscular, he has at least 5 inches of height and 30kg on you. He's naked and his shaft is hard and thick like a log. You squirm in embarrassment, you try to look away, but Anna grabs your face, forces you to stare at the screen. "Watch Baby, watch how a real Man pleasures your Mistress". She strokes harder and faster now with her finger and thumb. You squirm uncontrollably, you feel like crying as jealousy pours out of your little body, but you're too aroused, too focused on the large Man with your Mistress. You watch this digital play with anxiety, she moans as he grunts and with every moan and grunt Anna strokes harder. You don't want to cum, not to this. Not to another Man fucking your Mistress, It's not fair, it's not right, but it's too little, too late. Gurlish moans escape your mouth as your little clitty pumps glob after glob of sticky cream all over your tummy. You collapse and close your eyes exhausted as Anna giggles. "G-gosh honey, that must have really hit a nerve. I've never seen you so aroused before! Your clitty was like a fire hydrant!". You open your eyes to see Anna's beaming smile and a hand ready to feed you your just 'deserts'. "Lick it up now Baby, good gurls clean up their messes, don't they?". This is your life now, your life as Mistress Anna's sissy boytoy.

14 July 2025

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A long time ago… Friday afternoon, around 3PM. We're sitting on the sofa; her driving instructor will pick her up at 4. "I'm bored", she mentions out of nowhere. I look at her and say "Well, find something to do then." "I want to give you a blowjob..." I look at her again, "Mmmm..." Next thing, she's on her knees between my legs, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down my pants and undies. I haven't even had time to get hard and she takes me in her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her mouth makes me hard quickly and pretty soon my 7" erect cock no longer fits inside her mouth. She looks up at me with a smile on her face, while she slowly strokes my erection. "I like it when you grow hard inside my mouth." She starts licking my cock; from the base between my balls, all the way up to the head. When she reaches the top, her head moves down again and her tongue touches my skin again. After some time, her hand moves my cock up and she lowers her mouth over it. I reach out to hold my cock, but she swiftly move my hand away; she doesn't want me to interfere. She slowly moves her head up and down and, while doing that, keeps moving her tongue up and down as well. It feels like she's taking me a lot deeper in her mouth than she actually does and it feels amazing. Every time her head goes down she seems to want to take my cock a little further in. Every so often she lifts her head and looks at where her fingers are around my cock, proud of her achievements. Then my hard erection is back in her mouth again. Slowly but surely, her tempo goes up and after a while I start to feel the tension build in my groin. I'm almost ready to ejaculate when she stops and holds my cock in her hand, while she looks at me with an enquiring look on her face. "You were about to cum, weren't you?" "Uhuh...", I groan. She softly strokes my cock for a few minutes, just enough to keep it erect, then she resumes with her mouth. Fairly quickly I feel that tension in my body rise and again, just at the right moment, she stops and makes sure I do not blow my load. She's laughing out load now, "This is soooo much fun!" Followed by "I love being in control." I only manage to grunt a little more. Once again, she starts slowly taking my cock in her mouth and I didn't think I could get any harder, but I did. Again, she is making it feel like every single time she is taking me in her mouth just a little deeper. She's speeding up and I feel my balls are full and want that release. At the same time, I don't want to give it to her that easily; she has teased me... Now I'll make her work for it. This time though, she is determined; I can feel that she is working my cock in a way that she wants me to cum. So I try the best I can not to. After about a minute (or maybe it was just 20 seconds, who knows), I cannot take it anymore. I let go and can feel that first squirt of sperm fill up her mouth. She does not stop sucking my cocking. Another squirt and I can feel my legs starting to shake; I'm having the first real orgasm in my life. I keep cumming and I might even have passed out for a few seconds. When I come around again, she still has my cock in her mouth. I feel cold; it's like the temperature has dropped several degrees. I look at her and she looks up to me. She lets go of my cock and has a big smile on her face. "You got a mouthful?", I ask her. Her smiles gets even bigger and she opens her mouth to show me. Seeing how happy she is, is a huge turn on. I can feel myself get hard again. "Are you going to swallow?" She shakes her head and a bit of cum starts dripping down the side of her mouth. She closes her mouth and I close in to give her a kiss. Full of cum, she takes my cock in her mouth once again. Then she gets up to go to the kitchen sink. When she returns, she comes sit next to me on the sofa. "Still half an hour left..." "My turn", I say, while I lower myself between her legs and start pulling off her jeans. God, she was so wet. So yummy... When she got back from her driving lesson, she giggled "My instructor told me that I looked different today. My lips appeared to be fuller. I wonder why that was..."

13 July 2025

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Fetishes are funny things. Where do you draw the line between something that’s a turn-on or preference, and a full-blown fetish? What do we mean by the word ‘fetish’ anyway? There’s a presumption in the term of something that is deviant, unhealthy; unhealthy in that it becomes obsessive, a suggestion you can’t get off, or can’t enjoy sex, without indulging the fetish. And where do fetishes come from? An early experience in adolescence, or were you born with it? Or introduced to it by another? Does it have to be something that feels like you should hide it, or can you have a fetish about something that’s considered ‘normal’?   And yet, we all have our individual sexual preferences. Some like their partners shaved, some don’t. Some like the thrill of exhibitionism & some don’t… and *everyone* has their favourite way to fuck, and a favourite position or two. Don’t they?   I have many, many turn on\s and preferences. Lingerie. Taking photos (more than videos). Exhibitionism/voyeurism. Writing smut, obviously. Sex outside, where you might be caught. Stolen moments where you shouldn’t be fucking. Positions – primarily ones that mean deep penetration. So I guess that’s another one. Watching my wife come. On my cock, on someone else’s, using a toy. I’ve enjoyed and loved pushing her into enjoying most of these too from time to time, and that’s what I always write about.   But I think the only one that’s a full blown fetish for me is shoes. I’ve always loved high heels. I reckon it started when I was a teenager doing an evening paper round. We used to collect the papers from a shed in the newsagent’s garden and he had all the returns from shops in there too – including the soft porn mags. We couldn’t nick them as they’d all been counted (someone did, once, newsagent told his mum he’d caught him, none of us were ever going to dare again :D), but getting there 3 or 4 minutes early to have a quick flick through, you could get away with. I didn’t seem to have a problem riding my bike with the raging boner this gave me.   In those days I think it was women displaying themselves openly and wantonly – something a teen could only dream of – that made my mental connection with anything and everything (not much, obvs) they were wearing, and that thrill has never left me. Not many years later, I realized what it was that heels did – pushed up a woman’s arse and tightened her calves – that made her look so desirable too. And I’ve never looked back, lol.   My wife’s always known I had a thing for shoes. When we first got together she used to say to me.   “I can wear flat shoes and we’ll walk in to town, or heels and you can pay for a taxi. Your choice.”   I spent a lot of money on taxis, let’s just put it that way.   But this tale is how she really realized how deep my shoe ‘thing’ went. We surprised each other to be honest. _____________   Once I must have criticised a pair of shoes once too often and she got annoyed.   “OK, if you don’t like my choices, you choose. Buy me some you think I’ll like and that you know you like and maybe we can both be happy.”    So I put in a hard evening’s work on the internet and found a bunch of shoes I fancied for her, and ordered them. It was going to cost me, but it would be worth it. To be honest it was the most enjoyable evening I’ve ever spent on the net. By the end of the night I was horny as hell and we had a great sex session. I hadn’t shown her any of my picks, they were going to be a surprise.    A week or so later all the shoes had arrived and we arranged an evening’s ‘fashion show’ to pick out the ones we liked the most. She told me to wait downstairs while she went to get changed into something suitable for trying on footwear and I waited for her like I was some assistant in a shop, surrounded by boxes. I was already pretty horny - I quite like a bit of being cock-teased and I knew this scenario was going to be pretty charged, although I had no idea how good it was going to get.   She didn’t take too long getting changed, and came downstairs wearing a short green shift dress. It came to mid thigh and was quite conservative on the top, but as she tripped down the stairs in bare feet I could see her tits jiggle under the dress and could see she was braless. I was already fizzing with anticipation to be honest and she was playing up to it too. She’d painted her toenails and put an ankle bracelet on to tease me further.   “How do you want to do this?” she asked   I hadn’t really thought about it much in advance so had to think on my feet.   “Erm, not sure. How about you sit down on the sofa and put your feet up on this footrest?”   She did so. She was beginning to look a bit nervous and I figured my lack of planning was rubbing off on her. Or maybe I was just being too obviously lustful. I figured I needed to put her at ease.   “Maybe we’ll start with a foot massage and get a bit relaxed?” I suggested   She smiled at this, she likes having a nice foot rub, and sat down looking already happier. I lifted her feet up one by one and rubbed my thumb under her arches, pushing in to her foot to really relax the tension. She looked much more relaxed quite quickly and wriggled her shoulders into the sofa. I gave her a quick kiss on the toes and reached for the first box.   “OK, first off we have ‘Siren’ sandals,” I said.   She laughed. Such an obvious, trite name. They had looked great online and I’d ordered them because they reminded me of the pair she’d worn when we went of our first date. However when I got them out of the box they weren’t *quite* the same. They still looked good though, shiny black, strappy and with a high blocky heel.   I slipped them on and she stood up and admired them. I think she liked them more than I did to be honest. Possibly they were a bit young for her? Not that this sort of thing bothers me much, I’m good with inappropriate, especially inappropriate sexualised clothes.   She paraded around the living room admiring the shoes and sat back down smiling.   “Great! You can keep these,” she said. “Great summer flirting shoes. What’s next?”   I hadn’t planned this out in any sequence. My brain was in a bit of a fog – probably lust induced - to be honest. This whole scenario of worshipping my wife’s feet and slipping pairs of sexy shoes on and off while she modelled them for me was getting me pretty horny.   The second pair were some strappy coral sandals with about a 3” heel. I slipped them on really easy and they looked great, perfect summer shoes. Her painted toenails looked fantastic against them and as she stood up I felt my cock twitch hard and I had to force myself to keep breathing.   She paraded around a little and gave me a twirl. The skirt of her dress billowing up sightly as she did this, exposing her thighs, was so sexy. She laughed and held her skirt down a bit, then hitched it up to show off more leg and twirled again. I realized this was turning her on, almost as much as me.   “I’m not that keen on these,” she said. “They slip around too much when I walk in them, almost feels like I’m walking on a narrow ledge.”   Well that was a damn shame, as I loved the look. But we had plenty more to try.    This time when she sat down her legs parted a little and she didn’t rearrange herself. I slipped off the sandals and went for the next pair, but before I did, I sneaked a look as her skirt had ridden up. I hadn’t seen what panties she had on but they were one of her – well ok, my – favourites. A nude pair with black lace over the top. I swear I could see a slightly damp patch on them but I couldn’t just stare, so I busied myself with the next pair of shoes.   These were less open, nude Mary Janes with a cute strap over the top of the foot, wicked red soles (not real Louboutin's FFS, I’m not that rich!) and a slight platform sole. She held her feet out one after the other for me to slip them on. I sneaked my hand up her legs as I did this and felt her shudder slightly. She put her legs back parted even wider, too. I’m sure she noticed that I noticed.   She stood and walked – no, not in these. She *strutted* around the room. They were very sexy, but they didn’t go with the dress.   “These are too obvious hon. The platform makes them a bit hard to walk in, and the platform and sole just scream ‘tart’. I prefer to keep people guessing a bit,” she said with a wicked grin. “I might keep them for the bedroom but I’m never wearing these in public.”   This time when she sat down I think she could see I was hard as hell. She licked her lips as I smiled up at her. I could see her naked nipples were erect under her dress and standing out. As I looked down for the next pair of shoes I could have sworn I caught her reaching up to twist one out of the corner of my eye.    We were on pair 4 of 6 now and I was completely lost as to which box was which set of shoes, I was too horny to think straight. I opened the next box and they were black patent court shoes with an ankle strap. They were higher - maybe a 4” heel. Really shiny and sexy, these shoes were, frankly, made for men more than women.   The construction of them made them snugger too. I had to push these ones on and she helped by wriggling her feet, which in itself made my cock strain against my pants. I was beginning to lose control a bit here to be honest, I could feel my mouth was dry.   She was teasing the fuck out of me. She’d pulled her skirt up a little higher and her legs were open a little wider. She was turned on too, I was staring/not staring as I fitted the shoes and her thighs were quivering slightly and the wet patch on her pants was now unmistakable. I could smell her excitement too, and it was all I could do not to bury my face between her legs.   By this point my hands were shaking so much with pent up horniness I could get the shoes on, but I couldn’t do up the fiddly strap.   “Here, let me,” she said softly.   She bent forward and slipped the hooks on the straps – made it look easy – and kissed me hard from beneath her cloud of curls. She smelt delicious. Her skin, her perfume…..and the slight but unmistakable smell of by now soaking pussy.   I swear as she kissed me she felt the strength of my desire for her, like a dam ready to burst. I’m not sure she was looking at my pants but they were an absolute tent, my cock was like an iron bar straining against them. She pulled away from me and stood up, composed herself a little and pulled her skirt straight. But I could see how turned on she was too by now, her chest was flushed and her breathing was fast and ragged. She did her ‘turn’ around the room. Her legs looked amazing in these. The height and angle really made them look even more beautiful.   “These are better,” she said. “I can actually walk in them. Just. If I ever need to.”   She could, too, although the height was close to the limit for someone of her short stature and small feet to cope with. She took another quick turn as they fitted much better and she was happier walking in them, showing off to me and making sure she was showing plenty of leg.   She looked over to me and caught my eye, but I was completely gone. She must have seen some sort of animal look in my eyes I think, I almost caught a flash of fear but then I saw that fear also mix with lust. Her eyes flickered down to my pants and then widened. I’m not sure she’d ever seen me so wound up.   She looked me in the eye again and time seemed to stand still. Then she came back to the sofa and sat back down. I reached for her feet to slip the straps and move on to the next pair, but she just shook her head violently.   “Leave them on” she said in a low, sexy growl, biting her lip and staring in my eyes.   Then she slid down on to the floor to her knees and turned and bent herself over the footstool. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to. She pulled her dress up over her arse, parted her legs and pulled her panties roughly to the side. Her sparsely haired pussy was quivering, open, lips parted and wet, visibly aching for a cock.   I practically ripped my pants pulling open the buttons and shoving them down my thighs and my dick sprang out, at an upward angle of 45o. My helmet was huge, purple and throbbing, I’d never seen my cock so engorged.   I placed the broad helmet against her opening and swear I could see her juice running out of her. She tried to push back on to me to take me in, but I wanted to savour the sight and feeling. I just knew that moment of penetration with me so hard and her so wet was going to be phenomenal and I had to make the most of it.   “Just get that cock in me now,” she commanded breathlessly.   But it was my turn to tease. I wanted this moment to last for ever. I was rocking my hips just giving her the end of the tip. Every tiny movement forward pushed her open slightly wider, every tiny movement back I could see the tip of my cock glistening. Then I gave her half the head. Then pulled back. This time as my cock head pulled away from her pussy a long string of her juice came with it. It seemed to take an age. Then the string snapped. And something instantly snapped in me.   I lunged forward and gave her my whole length at once, forcing her open wide. My cock’s maybe average, bit over average length, but I’ve always been proud of my girth so it was a fat chunk of meat to take in one hit. She cried out and her pussy clenched, stopping my thrust. I pulled back then rammed it home again. This time she was ready for it and her canal opened up to my assault and I bottomed out, forcing my pubes against hers.   She let out a deep, low moan, something primal.   “Fucking hell Rob! Never felt you so deep.”   I don’t think I’d ever felt her so wet. She can be quite reserved until she suddenly loses it, and she’d lost it here. She was absolutely wanton, reaching back and pulling her thighs apart to open herself up as wide as she could.   “Just need to be fucked.” She grunted. “Hard. HARD!”   I gave it to her. I grabbed her arse and hips to ram her back on to my cock, whilst spreading her wide with my thumbs. I hooked one thumb into her panties to keep them well out of the way pulled right to the side. With the speed and strength I was ploughing into her, I didn’t want any material anywhere near me getting in the way or giving me friction burns.   My cock was as hard as it’s ever been in my life as I plunged deep again and again into my gorgeous wife. Her creamy white arse was rippling with the power of my thrusts as she moaned her way towards her first orgasm. She bit down on her own hand as she cried out, then grabbed her own tits roughly as I pounded her and started kneading them. I could see the sweat beading in the small of her back just below the material of her dress that was still bunched round her waist.   “Hold my heels,” she gasped.   I leaned back and held the heels in my hands. This angled my cock further forward in her so my fat helmet was raking the front wall of her pussy, right on her G spot and she yelled out in pleasure.   “Don’t stop!” she yelled.   I had no fucking intention of stopping. It was fucking great for me too. Leaning back gave me the absolute best visuals. Every time I pulled my cock back her pussy lips gripped my shaft and pulled out with it, like her cunt didn’t want to let go, then I would ram back in and see her lips collapse inwards with the friction of my shaft. She was grunting and moaning, every so often one of my thrusts would have her making an involuntary ‘oof’ as it hit her just right.   My heavy balls were swinging forward and smashing into her clit with every hard thrust. I could feel the juice dripping from her and coating them. She reached back to hold and grab my balls but they were just too wet and her hand slipped off.   I felt the ring of her pussy opening start to grip tighter and tighter around my shaft and grinned. I know this response, when she’s heading for a big one her cunt does this incredible ‘wet pit’ thing. Her lips get super tight around your cock and then, suddenly, it’s like inside that tight ring the rest of her pussy suddenly opens a mile wide and soaks up like you wouldn’t believe.   It happened now. The relentless pressure of the head of my cock rubbing her G spot tipped her over the edge and suddenly I couldn’t feel her pussy walls on my head any more, it had opened a mile wide and I felt a burst of wet heat at the same time as her ring gripped me like a hand.   “Oh! Oh! Oh! YES! YES! YESSSSSSS!” she wailed.   Her whole body convulsed and her pussy pulsed on me, gripping then relaxing, gripping then relaxing, all the time feeling like it was sucking me into her. She flailed one hand behind her trying to pull me in to her, all the while yelling. I was there too.    I gave one last, violent, incredibly deep thrust and pulled her hips to me as I rammed my cock hard up against her womb with the primal urge to impregnate. I closed my eyes and saw stars. I could feel the sperm boiing in my balls and surging up my shaft, enclosed in her tight pussy like a wet pulsating velvet glove, and it was like I could SEE the head of my cock hard up against her cervix swelling then opening, blasting 1, 2, 8 thick ropes of cum into her willing, receptive womb. It was an incredibly intense orgasm.   “Fucking HELL! I can FEEL you spurting in me!” she shouted joyously. “Unnnn… yeah… keep going… fill me up.”   She was grinding her arse back on to me, rotating her hips to get me, to get my cum as deep in her as she possibly could.   I stayed where I was for a good 2 or 3 minutes, savouring the aftermath of my orgasm and the feel of her hips as my cock started softening and slipping out of her. As I withdrew, I marvelled at the sight. Her cunt was gaping and quivering, with a pool of cum forming but it didn’t pour out of her – I’d fucked it so deep into her.   She quickly pulled her panties over her slowly leaking hole, then turned round and gave be a wicked smile, threw her arms round me and kissed me deeply.   “Prob’ly ruined these pants,” she sultrily whispered in my ear “Don’t care though. I hope they’re stained. Every time I see that stain I’ll remember this.”   Then kissed me again.    “I want them to be stained. I want to remember this fuck.”   __________________   I don’t have to ask for her to wear heels in the bedroom anymore. It’s become our unspoken symbol   You see, what she really loves is to be pounded, hard. She wants a big cock hitting her insides hard and deep. Not every sex session is going to go down that path, variety is the spice of life, but she knows damn well if she wears the shoes a serious pounding is exactly what she’s going to get. And as for walking in them? It’s irrelevant. We never get out of the house.

8 July 2025

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A long time ago my wife told me of a fantasy she wanted to come true. Where basically I'd tie her to the bed, blindfold her and she wanted a random guy to come and have his way with her. I spoke to some swinging friends of ours B (wife) and M (Hubby) and they agreed to let me borrow M for the evening. The day came around and I hadn't told Jen a thing about what was happening....just that it was happening. We showered, she dressed in revealing and easily accessible lingerie and we had a few drinks to loosen us both up. We adjourned to the bedroom with 15 minutes to go and I proceeded to tie Jen up and finally put the blindfold on. Within minutes I got a text from M saying he was there, I told him to come in through the sliding door to our bedroom, but be quiet. At this stage I started working on Jen, clamps on the nipples, little vibe working her clit, talking about how her fantasy was going to happen...she was soaked as M and to my surprise B snuck into the room. M removed the vibe and slid his face into Jens soaked pussy, lapping her juices like a starving man. B came over to me, grabbed my hard cock and simply winked as she sucked it deep into her mouth. It didn't take long for Jen to moan out an orgasm, as she quivered on the bed, M and I released her legs, he slid on a condom, pushed her legs up towards her head and slammed deep in one thrust, this set Jen off again and made B reach out and furiously rub Jens already engorged clit. B also had her hand on my cock and was jerking me off to the point of cumming....then backing off. M moaned he was about to cum and I instructed him to wait while we repositioned. We untied Jen, moved her around on her back and B then lowered her smooth soaked pussy onto Jens face. Jen immediately took off the blindfold and moaned that she needed that pussy to lick and B obliged. M started to fuck Jens pussy with reckless abandon as I slipped on a condom and slid into B, the feeling of Jens tongue sliding over my shaft as I fucked B relentlessly soon had me to the point of cumming. Along with the girls furiously licking and sucking each others clits we all came together. We disentangled and shared a shower, me with B and Jen with M, we then spent the rest of the evening naked and fucking each other in the spa, the lounge, bathroom, you name it...we fucked there. After they left Jen and I discussed what had happened, overall, she was happy with the way the night panned out, but......it wasn't a random stranger. We agreed to make more plans to make it happen, but that is another story for another time.

1 July 2025

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I hop off the plane, I’m away from ‘my life’ for a few days. Although working, I’m not near my work. I am known widely at home for the work I do, so who I am is already predetermined. I go and collect my luggage, looking around at strangers that have no idea who I am or who I should be. I get in the taxi and head to the hotel. I do the usual unpacking then remove the zipped bag from my suitcase. I find a drawer in the cupboard and remove some toys, and underwear. I remove my dildo, butt plugs, lube and a fake pussy just to name a few. I head to the shower and wash my travel off my body, my cock going hard with the thoughts of able to live my life. I think about what the night will bring as I have been speaking to him for the past few months, organising this business trip meet up when I first seen his profile. I dry myself and take myself to the bed, looking over at the naughty corner with my toys awaiting and send him a message. I let him know I have an amazing room, and look forward to meeting him. Thought get the better of me and head to get some toys. I touch my cock and it gets hard. I grab the lube, plug and dildo and place them within reach on the bed. I lube up my arse thinking of having it touched later that evening and slide my fingers in. Fingers are then replaced by my dildo, oh I have been waiting for the feeling of my arse stretched. I take a quick pic and send it to my booty call to show him what to look forward to. I remove the dildo and replace it with a plug, keeping my arse slightly stretched and lubed. I go back over to the cupboard and get the fake pussy. I lick the rubber pussy before I add some lube and fuck in with the dildo. I rest my head near the pussy, hearing the wet sliding motion of the dildo fucking the pussy. The dildo slides out of the pussy and slides into my mouth. I repeat this many times. I love the idea of watching a pussy stretched by a cock and sucking the juices from the cock. My cock is leaking precum, so I gather it and wipe on the pussy lips. I bring the pussy to my mouth and lap the wet pussy with my tongue, licking the lube and precum from it. I lay back on my back and remove my butt plug, this is replaced by the dildo and I begin to fuck myself. I finish licking the pussy and then use my fresh precum to lube up the pussy and slide my cock in. I am in the middle of a MMF and imagine how it would be to pursue this lifestyle more frequently than just on holidays. It doesn’t take long until my arse tightens on the dildo and my breathing increases in pace. I take my hand from the dildo and both hands grab the pussy as I release my load of hot cum inside of it. I lay there for a few seconds thinking about tonight and feel guilty that I can only offer him a now smaller load. I remove my cock from the pussy with a pop and bring it over my face. The smell of hot cum unlocks my hidden desire and a bring the pussy to my face. The smell is strong and the taste is delicious. I squeeze the pussy to ensure the creampie is dripping out and I use my tongue to lick it clean. I lay on the bed thinking how much stronger the smell of sex will be tonight when I can let myself be me - bisexual.

28 June 2025

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