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After Sex Stairwell Blowjob Part II - Night Gets Better [M/F] [F] [All 28] [PUBLIC]
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Continuation of the night with Maria after the ridonculous blowjob in the stairwell. Here is the blowjob story:
[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11en977/after\_sex\_stairwell\_blowjob\_mf\_mf\_f\_public/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11en977/after_sex_stairwell_blowjob_mf_mf_f_public/)
This is second hand from Maria, so I probably don’t have all of the details.
Anyway, Sammi and Maria planned a night out for dinner, dancing and seducing some boys for free drinks and maybe more. Maria told me that Sammi was stunning that night, looked like a movie star with glitter and a tight-fitting sparkly party dress that enhanced her curves. The bottom line was that considering how hot both of them were, there was a flock of attractive men swarming them all night buying them drinks and vying for their attention.
Apparently, Sammi spent the entire time teasing Maria. All the handsome men around and she only craved Sammi. For “attention” Sammi kissed Maria hard on the dance floor several time, and then squeezed her ass and grinded on her. Maria said that Sammi made her so wet that she was afraid it would drip down her legs for everyone to see. At one point, Sammi lifted Maria’s miniskirt to expose Maria’s perfect ass to all of the men around them. Sammi let one of the really handsome men paw at her large tits, until one popped out and he started sucking on it right in the club. Maria began to pull at one of her own nipples as she recalled to me how erotic the scene was to her.
Eventually, Sammi cut the evening short right before they were about to be kicked out of the club and they cabbed it back home leaving about a dozen guys frozen out. As soon as they walked into the house Maria told me that Sammi grabbed her by the hair and forced her on her back right in the middle of the entry way on the uneven hardwood, pulled her sparkly dress over her hips, and sat on her face. Sammi forced Maria to eat her out for over thirty minutes and through three or four orgasms. Maria said that she was so turned on by this that she almost came when Sammi finally touched her body for the first time by reaching down to pull Maria’s thighs apart and expose her pink thong covered crotch. Maria couldn’t tell what Sammi was doing but she was incredibly turned-on knowing that most of her cunt was visible to Sammi around her tiny thong. She told me that her clit was so sensitive at the time that she thinks that if Sammi would have brushed a finger against it, she would have orgasmed immediately.
After her final orgasm subsided, Sammi lifted off Maria’s drenched face and informed her that the only way Maria was only allowed to cum was with me. That crazy bitch refused to give Maria any reciprocal pleasure. None! The only time that Sammi caressed or kissed Maria was in public while she was showing her off. Anyway, Sammi packed Maria a little overnight bag, texted me, and sent her over by taxi. This explained Maria’s smeared make up, tousled hair, and molten sensuality as I first caught a glimpse of her while I ran up the stairs. This also defined my relationship with Maria (and Sammi, too?) for the next several months.
As she finished recalling her evening to me, we were both incredibly aroused. I pushed Maria back onto the couch with her raver boots high in the air and began to lick around her vaginal opening. She let out a soft coo as my tongue slithered deeper into her opening. For a moment, she was ignoring her free use kink and was just really enjoying the pleasure of my tongue. Honestly, it felt a bit liberating, as I sucked and licked the folds of her labia with renewed enthusiasm and a steel-hard erection.
I spent a few minutes concentrating only on Maria’s pleasure. Her hips rolled with the rhythm of my tongue twisting in her vagina and around her clitoris. Her breath hitched and she groaned hard every time my tongue touched the top of her nub. I pushed a finger into her vagina and massages the upper ridges of her canal which made her squeal and grind her pussy harder against my mouth.
“please…please…oh…please…” she rasped continuously matching the rhythm of her hips. Then Maria threw her head and torso back and deeper into the cushions of the couch and squealed loudly, her vagina milking my finger through her second massive orgasm. I wish I could describe Maria’s orgasms better. They had this beautiful energy to them that were so unique. It was like she exuded some warm and nurturing energy. She truly glowed when she came, and it made me feel so connected to some type of inner beauty that only she had.
As her orgasm subsided Maria reached to me and pulled me into her trembling body and I could feel her energy enveloping me. We held each other in this sensual embrace for a few seconds with my still painfully hard dick now near her magenta opening. Maria pulled her hips up and with the athleticism of a dancer, simply swallowed my cock with her vagina, although she did grab my dick to hold it steady.
“Uuunngghh!” she exclaimed as she took my entire shaft. “I’ve needed you to fill me so badly over the past few days.” She had flipped us over on the couch so that, still in our embrace she began riding me and kissing along my neck and shoulder, which made my spine tingle delightfully. We stayed in that position for a couple of minutes as her pussy shlicked wetly against my pelvis. We were panting into each others’ mouths until she stopped.
“I need you to fuck me.” This was the first time that she demanded anything from me. She didn’t need to be used, it was almost normal. She pulled off me and stood up. Omigod, she was so statuesque. We had long ago discarded her skirt and bustierre, and she stood naked and poised over me, still with her boots on. She climbed on the big arm of the sofa, put herself into that frog position that she liked so much.
“would you like to fuck me like this?” I thought, uhoh, here comes the “use me” stuff, but she changed it up immediately “I need you to fuck me like this.” She had positioned herself at a perfect height and angle for me to stand behind her and enter. She held onto the back of the sofa with one arm for balance. Her magenta labia was butterflied open and her anus looked like it was winking in anticipation between the accentuated perfect globes of her ass.
We started off with me thrusting slowly and deep. Her back arched and her pert breasts popped up each time I bottomed out. When I lightly pinched and twisted a nipple, she groaned. After a minute or so, she slowly pulled my hand up from her nipple to the base of her throat. No one had ever done that before and I was confused. I held my hand lightly, but with her own hand over mine, she squeezed my fingers more tightly around her throat and moaned deeply. I held my fingers more tightly around her neck as she wanted. Maria then reached under and began to rub her clit as I continued to fuck her deeply and slowly. The sensuality was nearly overwhelming.
“You feel amazing…please..” Suddenly Maria began to squirm and arched her back further to kiss me over her shoulder. In only a couple seconds she gasped into my mouth at an orgasm that seemed to surprise her. It was too much for me, and deep within her my cock started pumping semen and I lost control of my voice grunting through each stream.
“Oh God, that feels incredible” she whispered into my mouth, her liquid coal eyes wide in amazement.
After a long sensual kiss, I pulled out and a large globule of my semen intermixed with her juices plopped out of her open vagina and splashed over the arm of the sofa and then onto the floor below. A beautiful smile stretched across Maria’s face.
We spent the rest of the night cuddled under the covers of my bed whispering our dreams and aspirations to each other. A simply unforgettable night with Maria.
Sorry Meg. I was distracted
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[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 11)
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I’ve been very bold recently around her and I’ve been rubbing my cock in her presence even when she’s not rubbing herself. She would just be sitting there watching tv and I’d touch myself looking at her. She has been wearing low cut tops around me. I’ve mentioned her during one of our chats that I love it when she’s not wearing a bra and since then I see her braless most of the times.
I was in bed in my pjs. I was rock hard watching my sister read as usual. She was wearing red check pj trousers and a white T-shirt without a bra. She looked at me as I rubbed my cock. After a while, she put the book aside and took her glasses off. She then got up and came out of her bed and switched off her side lamp. My lamp was already off. A few seconds later I found her sitting in my bed asking me to make some room for her. I moved back a little. she lay down next to me being the little spoon. I wrapped my arm around her waist.
Within a second I pressed my cock against her ass. We were still wearing pjs so we were not touching skins. She had pressed her ass back against my cock and she was slowly moving it back and forth. I was rock hard at that point.
My hand was placed on her bare waist inside her T-shirt. All I wanted was to grab her boobs as I rubbed my cock against her ass. A moment later I felt her hand on top of my hand which was now resting on her bare belly. She took my hand and started to take it up inside her T-shirt. I felt her belly as my hand went up and eventually I my fingers could feel the roundness of her under boobs. She stopped there, leaned back towards me and whispered, ‘’if you want to go further it’s up to you.’’ and then she slid her hand down between her legs, inside her pjs leaving my hand just under her boobs.
Of course I wanted to go further. My heart was racing. I was eventually going to feel my sister’s boobs that I drooled over for so long. I moved my hand up slowly feeling the roundness of her under boob and kept going up. Eventually my fingers touched her rock hard nipple. It was pointing up, it was thick and it was so hard that it could cut glass. I kept going and finally, I had all her right boob in my right palm. I started to squeeze it slowly as I pressed my cock against her ass at the same time. Her boobs are huge, I had just realised that all her boob wasn’t fitting in my hand. It was spilling out. The feeling of groping my sister’s boob had sent me to a different world. I had lost all control. I was dry humping her ass hard as I squeezed her boob hard then gently and harder again. I was rubbing my hand on her belly and then grabbing her boobs again
She was rubbing herself this whole time and the pace was increasing as I pressed her boobs. Her hand was in her pjs and she was moaning hard and rubbing herself. I took my cock out of my pjs and dropped it back down on my sister’s ass. I was pleasantly surprised that she had pulled her pjs down too. What my cock felt was my sister’s bare ass. She only had panties on. I had now lost all control. Her skin on my cock felt fucking amazing. I was groping her tits, humping her bare ass with my bare cock and she was rubbing herself mindless. I moved my hand down and felt her naked round ass and squeezed it as hard as I could then moved back up to her tits and did this several times.
She then turned back and lay flat on her back and kept rubbing herself. I pulled her shirt up and exposed both her boobs. I wanted to see them up close so I reached up and switched on my side lamp. What I saw was just amazing. My sister was lying next to me, her shirt pulled up to her neck, both her tits naked. She was only wearing pink panties and her hand was inside those panties rubbing herself. My cock was now humping her bare right thigh. I was touching both her tits now. My mouth was watering looking at them. I was drooling like a wild animal. so I just did it. I leaned down and wrapped my lips around her erect nipple. She whispered, ‘’fuuuuck’’ with her eyes closed as I sucked on her hard nipple. It felt like I was breastfeeding on my big sister’s tits. I squeezed her other boob as I kept sucking her nipple, hard.
All that sucking only made her rub herself harder. She was close. I was close too. We both kept the pace fast and hard and soon we were both cumming. Together. Hard. Her whole body shook as she came in my arms. I held her body down as she came. I eventually exploded too. I was stroking my cock hard and I was pointing it towards her body when I came. I came on my sister. My thick hot cum landed on her belly, her panties and her thigh. I saw streaks of thick cum on her belly running all the way down to her panties and thighs. Her boob was in my mouth when I came. I was sucking on her nipple and I kept sucking hard as I shot my load on my big sister’s body. She had her eyes closed. She had cum hard but kept rubbing herself as I sucked on her nipple and then she came again. This time even harder. Her whole body collapsed into a ball in a split second as she came moaning so loud I actually thought mum could’ve heard her. Her back was towards me. My cum had spread all over her belly and thigh as she curled into a ball. I held her from behind as she came down from that high. My hand was still placed on her boob and my face buried between her neck and shoulder.
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I went to a sex party last Friday [25F]
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Hi! Long time reader here thru my main acc.
So I recently met a friend who always talks about her sex life. I am basically a prude compared to her as I’ve only had sex with two people (last time was way back in 2019🥲) lol but nonetheless she’s been so awesome and trying her best to make me feel better about the situation with my dry spell
We (me, her and her fwb) went out last Friday to go shopping and get lunch. The plan was she was going to take us to a sex party later that day to help me come out of my shell a bit more.
I was so excited because I've never been to anything like that before but also nervous for the very same reason. I thought I would get ignored or worse told to leave because who wants to have a non-participant (me) observing everyone else at a sex party? But she said it would be fine and nobody would say anything.
When we arrived I quickly rushed to the bathroom as I got cold feet. Honestly, I probably wouldn’t stayed locked in there if it wasn’t for some lady knocking on the door. When I came back to my friend, she had already told some people that were there that I was going through a rough time and that Im trying to come out of my shell a bit so show me a good time!! I was annoyed that she had shared that to strangers but quickly got over it.
Turns out I had nothing to be nervous about. Everyone was SUPER nice to me. I was sooooo wet the whole time!! Hehe
I ended up playing with four amazing people. The first guy was grinding on me so hard and was feeling my tits. He kissed me really passionately. It was electric! I then put my tits in his face and told him to suck them. He obliged. OMG it felt so good I never wanted to stop
The second guy made out with me for what seemed like an eternity and put my hand on his dick and told me to give him a bj. I did and let him cum on my tits! Still couldn't believe I actually gava a stranger a bj☺️
The next ones were a young couple. The girl made out with me, while the guy was rubbing MY pussy. I was wearing a mini skirt but I wasn't wearing panties. He whispered in my ear that I was drenched then he finger fucked me and I LOVED IT
Sorry for the long and all over the place post but last Friday was a super exciting night and I just had to shout it from the rooftops! That, and………….. I think I’m starting to like the slut life😍also I love my new friend!
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Unexpected Office Visit
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Unexpected Office Visit
“Get me out of here.” Your message says. You are having one of those crazy days at work again. Usually I respond with “I’m sorry to hear that.” Or give you encouragement that you can do it.
Today is different. I am feeling frisky. And a little bit risky. Maybe a little bit naughty too. I need to see you. I want to. This time, I will make a hasty decision to come and see you. Yes, it is not well thought of, but it’s all about the thrill and the risk this time.
It still feels like winter even if it’s supposed to be the first day of spring tomorrow. I put on my wool winter coat, thigh high boots and grab my car keys. I’m not sure how you would react once you see me show up at your office. I just hope you don’t have meetings by the time I get there. You went to the office super early today to fix something and I’m sure by this time you’re already worn out at work.
While driving I already have an idea in mind on what to do to you. All I want is to blown you away and make this a memorable surprise visit .
I get to your office, and I see the surprise on your face as I walk in your office. You get up and gently close the door behind me. I know you are about to ask me what am I doing there but before you could speak, I place my two fingers over your lips to shush you. With a puzzled expression on your face , you pull your chair and sit on it. I stand in front of you, unbutton my coat to reveal that I’m not wearing anything . Just my thigh high boots and a diamond necklace.
I see you smile and swallow and still no words spoken between us. I lean over to give you a hot and steamy kiss. I then take your hands so you can play with my breasts, while my hands rested on the arms of your chair. We share a hot and passionate kiss. But there’s not much time. One of your hands slide easily inside me and finger fuck me. Yes, I am super soaked and I am throbbing for you. It feels so good, but this is not all about me.
I withdraw from your touch, kneel on the floor between your legs and unbuckle your belt, and unzip your pants . You are now rock hard and I see precum leaking from
your tip. I take a quick good and hungry look of it. Good . Good.
Without a word, I take you all in my mouth. My tongue and lips expertly moving and giving you the pleasure you deserve. I often look up to see you staring at me, in awe and with pleasure . Your hands on my hair and the back of my neck. I don’t want to waste any minute. I also give attention to your balls. I love them ! I love to play with them. Claim them in my mouth. My hands expertly pleasuring your whole being. When I have you inside my mouth, my hands are busy with other parts of your body. Rubbing, squeezing, tugging, massaging .
I know you are getting close . Your moans and grunts are muffled which make it so hot. I feel your legs tense, your breathing heavier and your hand is pushing my head harder towards you. It’s happening … i can feel it. You are throbbing and twitching and your body squirming. I stare at you and you nod. We understand each other. With one deep suction, I feel and taste your cum in my mouth. It is filling my mouth, flooding it. I gently stroke you while swallowing every bit of your ejaculation, up to the last drop. I clean you up with my tongue and put back your cock inside your pants. I button up my coat while you buckle your belt. I fix my hair yo not draw attention as I leave. I lean over to give you a quick kiss and I wink as I leave you in astonishment, awe and satisfaction with no words spoken.
While I drive home, I can’t stop myself from smiling because I know later tonight, you will return the favor and make me orgasm really hard.
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Making Up [MF] [blowjob]
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The argument last night was rough. It needed to happen but it sure took a lot out of us both. I was jealous and reacted badly, you just hadn’t realized she was hitting on you. It was not pretty. We talked it out and made up but hurt feelings can take time to heal. We both went to work like usual, but the morning was rough. We were fine, both of us were just tired and didn’t say much. Text messages through the morning but nothing too important.
You: “Did you bring lunch today or can I bring you something?”
Me: “I have some leftovers here in the fridge at work, so no need for a special trip.”
You: “Ok, I have to go out and run errands on my lunch break, so I’ll see you later. <3”
I hadn’t even looked at the clock all morning, I just slogged through the paperwork mountain and kept going. Next thing I know it is noon and I hear most of the office leaving for a lunch meeting. Thankfully I did not need to be a part of that, so the office was mostly empty. I just start to wrap up the current document and I hear footsteps approaching. I look up to see a bunch of flowers, a silly balloon, and a fast food bag approaching my desk. I get up and you hand me my presents. It’s sweet, you know my favorite flowers and you’ve gotten all of them. The silly cat balloon has hearts all over it. And tacos! “Thank you babe, this is all so nice! You didn’t have to do this.” I am smiling ear to ear. “You deserve it, I’m sorry.” You say.
We did make up last night but we were both so drained we fell asleep as soon as we went to bed. Now though, an idea creeps into my head. The storeroom is empty, no windows, and has a locking door. “Come with me,” I say and take your hand. I lead you to the storeroom, checking to be sure nobody sees us. “You deserve an apology present too, I was a bitch and you didn’t deserve that.” We go in and I lock the door behind me. There is a random assortment of office furniture and files and equipment in here and I’m certain each of us has taken a nap on that old sofa in here before. We all know if the door is locked, we don’t go find a key.
I’ve worn my new undies today because I had planned on surprising you when I got home. Looks like you get a surprise early. “What are we doing in here?” you ask. “I’m giving you a gift too,” I smile and reach for your belt. You start to back up a step and I pull you to me. I put my arms around your neck and kiss you, making sure to rub my breasts against you. My hands go back to your pants and I pull them down, but not all the way. Never know if someone may forget the locked door rule. Before you have a chance to argue, I have your cock down my throat and my hands grabbing your ass. I’m pulling you in to fuck my mouth. It takes only a few seconds for you to get hard and completely fill my throat. Your hands reach down and pull my hair back. You hold my head and pump your cock in my mouth. My nails dig in to your butt cheeks and I’m definitely leaving marks.
My warm mouth can’t get enough and your thrusting starts to get slower. You want to cum down my throat but not just yet. You pull out of my mouth and your hands move to my face. You tip my face up and rub the tip of your cock on my lips. Your precum leaving my lips shiny and wet. I lick it off my lips, it tastes so good. I lick the drip off the tip and suck on just the end. I lick it like a lollipop. You taste so good and I want to feel you cum in my mouth. I smile and open my mouth wide. You plunge your cock in and down my throat. You grip my hair and fuck my mouth. I hold on tight to your ass and open my throat as much as I can. You start to moan and I know you’re going to blow. Two more pumps and you stop. I can feel your cock throb as you shoot a whole load of hot cum down my throat. I swallow every drop and lick my lips. I lick your cock clean and you pull your pants back up.
My panties have gotten soaked, so I slip them off and tuck them into your pocket. “Can we make up some more when we get home tonight?” You smile and help me stand up. “Definitely,” you whisper as you kiss me. “Go enjoy your lunch, I think I may have a taco for dinner tonight,” you say with a twinkle in your eye.
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week alone
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It was a Friday evening, and Sarah was feeling particularly aroused. Her husband had left that morning for a week-long business trip, and she was feeling lonely and in need of release. She had been keeping up with her Kegel exercises, and as a result, her pelvic floor was stronger and more sensitive than ever before.
As she sat on the couch, watching TV, she couldn't help but think about all the things she wanted to do to herself. Her mind was filled with fantasies and desires, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to resist for much longer.
Slowly, she made her way up to her bedroom, stripping off her clothes as she went. She lay down on the bed and began to explore her body, running her hands over her breasts and down her stomach. As she reached her pelvic area, she could feel the familiar sensation of arousal building inside her.
With a deep breath, she began to touch herself, using her fingers to explore her most sensitive areas. The pleasure was intense, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm with each passing moment.
As she approached the brink, she realized that she was completely alone in the house. She could let herself go completely, and no one would be there to judge or interrupt her. With that thought, she let out a deep moan and let herself go over the edge, experiencing wave after wave of intense pleasure.
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[F35/M35] - Panty Inspection - Submissive Female, BDSM, Restraint, Dirty Panties, Forced Orgasm
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Charlotte stood at the front door of his apartment, the metal handle in her shaking hand. It had been almost a week since she’d been able to visit, and she knew they were both hungry for one another.
She gently rubbed her thighs together, feeling the heat beneath her dress and her heart pounding with anticipation. Finally, with a deep breath, she opened the unlocked door and stepped through.
She closed the door with a solid definitive sound, the audible signal of her consensual submission. She heard his footsteps in the hall as he came to greet her, drawing him closer.
She wanted to please him, she craved his control and safety.
“Good afternoon Charlotte, ready to play?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl, and did you do your homework?”
Charlotte, a professional and confident woman in her 30’s, smiled at the incongruity of his commands being called “homework” but she craved his approval, and had followed his assignment carefully.
“Yes, sir.”
He had texted her four days before, and instructed her that she could not change her panties until she saw him again.
This assignment had been difficult, since Charlotte’s routine had been to work out most days and she was ovulating this week. Each time she had seen the crotch, they had been dirtier and dirtier.
He had also forbidden her to cum, but had been teasing her all week with messages. The soft fullback panties were soaked in her scent, the crotch a dirty mess of her own arousal.
“Don’t move a muscle.”
“Yes, sir”
He stood before her, examining her blouse and calf-length skirt, and then he reached up underneath and took the waist hem of her tights in his hands. He gently pulled them down, taking off her shoes and setting them aside.
Her heart pounded, ignorant of his plan, but hungry for his depravity.
She felt her panties getting wet again, a common feeling over the preceding week.
“Hold out your hands, wrists together.”
She obeyed, and watched as he expertly used her tights to secure her wrists together.
Next, he again put his hands under her skirt, and gently pulled the soft panties down her legs.
The once-bright white fabric of the interior crotch was gone, replaced with the wet and dried marks of her aroused and fertile pussy, and a darker mark from her ass.
“You’re a very messy girl Charlotte.”
She shook, no living soul had ever seen such an intimate side of her before. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“I’ll show you what messy girls deserve.”
He reached over and took a wand vibrator from the nearby armoire and stuck it up under her dress.
Pushing her roughly back against the oak door, he activated the vibrator between her legs. As she felt the pleasure course through her body, he used his body to hold her up and in place, compensating for her weakening legs.
“Open your mouth like a good messy girl.”
Charlotte silently obeyed, and she watched as he balled the panties and pushed them into her mouth to gag her. She felt the wet crotch on her tongue, the scent of her own pussy dominating two of her senses, while his calm breathing and forceful touch dominated the others.
Her heart pounded with excitement, something so filthy and slutty, and she knew she was his for tonight.
He didn’t give her permission to cum, he made her cum. When Charlotte finally orgasmed, she nearly fell to the floor like jello, her own wetness dripping down her bare thighs.
That was just her appetizer for tonight.
They were both still hungry.
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Molly's Obsession (First Anal, Age Gap) [19F, 50M]
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Molly held her own gaze in the mirror, straightened up, adjusted her clothes some more, twisted left and right. The prospect loomed in her mind once more, and a short surge of adrenaline sent her heart rate up and a faint blush bloomed on her cheeks. She had every reason to think she could pretend there was nothing going on, act nonchalantly, and he'd most likely play along. It was just texts. Nobody had done anything wrong. The guilt pulsed in her stomach at that thought: she couldn't undo what had already been said. She had crossed a line.
She straightened up again. 19 years old, her body was soft and curvaceous, her hips the width of her shoulders, roundly framing the adorable smooth pouch of her tummy with her waist coming to a beautiful cinch. Unclothed, her pert, soft breasts would naturally swoop outwards just a little, and each would fill one of her hands. Her butt, though... she'd need four hands to grasp all of it. There was a reason she avoided jeans, and lived in gym clothes and shapeless skirts. The giant peach. Devourer of underwear.
Today, she'd dressed a little more smartly: a spruce coloured knitted t-shirt with a white Peter Pan collar, and a pair of high waisted pleated tweed shorts that actually fitted, and she loved too much to risk wearing them out. Her neck-length dark brown curls surrounded her head like a halo. Gentle green eyes, and matte pink lips. She turned her head a little and admired her jawline against the curve of her neck.
Adam would be stopping by in 15 minutes, officially to collect the last of his things. He and Molly's mother had only dated for a month, but it had been an intensely passionate month, and the last week that he'd essentially lived there had brought with it an accumulation of possessions. It was at the start of that week that she'd begun to knowingly court his attention. Adam was 50, sporting the last flecks of jet-black on a head of lustrous silver hair. Tall, tanned, and square-shouldered, the kind of man her mother craved. Adam was a Senior Engineer with a solar energy company. He had money and knowledge. He was nice to her mother, and to her.
The sound of them fucking at night had made her uncomfortable at first. It wasn't particularly graphic; the occasional moan, and the unmistakable thumping sound that she did her best to drown out with her headphones and complained about to her friends on Discord. Molly didn't consider herself excessively sexual. She played Stardew and listened to History podcasts and read classic literature. She also got herself off as much as any young woman, and had her crushes and curiosities, but didn't possess the pornographic inner sex life that some of her peers did.
When they'd been dating for around two weeks, Molly had been coming home from a friend's house and had been forced to sneak past the usual din on the way to her room. She had heard their sex life in explicit detail for the first time in the form of her mother's strained moans: “fuck my ass, Adam.”
The words shot through her with shock and panic. Words unintended for her ears; an aspect of her mother she had never been supposed to see. Darting back to her room in long, careful steps, she'd sat cross-legged on her bed, sitting with the discomfort and embarrassment. She'd tried to move past it, and, not unenlightened herself, reasoned that everyone was entitled to their private lives. She had hopped into a group channel and started her Switch. No need to give it any further thought.
Except that she did think about it. Fuck my ass, Adam. The raw ineloquence of it. The straightest, most graphic demand, delivered in the most yearning tones. She squirmed upright on her bed, sensing her increasing wetness as the thought she tried most to ignore intruded at every minute. Though she tried her best to dismiss it, she empathised with those enraptured tones too readily, and her anus tightened and relaxed with the fidgeting shuffle of her hips. She fixed her gaze on the screen, keeping her hands busy with the buttons, her face bright red with arousal as she refused to give in.
The next few days had been no easier. Adam was around the house all the time, warm and affable, taking a sincere interest in her life and hobbies. At the sound of his deep timbre, her pussy and ass would both clench; Molly quickly learned to perfect her poker face, the connection in her mind between this handsome middle-aged man and euphoric anal sex consolidating with every minute of small talk.
She began getting herself off more often, seeking out close-up anal penetration images, her eyes poring over every detail, every stretched membrane, the greased, glistening skin of hard cocks mid-thrust into tight, full holes. She could have marked the moment she inwardly admitted to her desires down to the second: she had closed her eyes and allowed the impression of his intoxicating smile to dominate her mind while she imagined him erupting inside her tightest hole. She came so hard that a humiliating yelp made its way past her gritted teeth, and both Adam and her mother had called up the stairs to ask if she was okay.
That last week he was there, she began to do things she knew, She KNEW she shouldn't do. She avoided wearing underwear when he was in the house, opting for tight gym shorts and loose t-shirts. She smiled more eagerly, and gave him more eye contact. She'd slouch on the sofa more, in a way that made her curves more prominent when the three watched television. And to her forbidden delight, she caught him looking. Several times. And when she caught him looking, she'd stretch, or shift position, anything to give him a better view, to let him watch her move. Her mother didn't seem to notice, or at least, didn't mention it. She would cosy into Adam's chest, apparently uninterested in her daughter's shameless and uncharacteristic seduction.
One day, she got up early and waited in just her underwear with a cup of coffee, so that he could “accidentally” see her as he came downstairs. She had watched with glee as he turned red and did his best to keep looking at her face while she chatted idly to him, until embarrassment overwhelmed her, too, and she retreated once more to her room.
And later that very day, it ended. Her mother didn't go into detail - “that arrogant asshole” - was the most she divulged. Molly drafted a text:
*hey dude, sorry it didn't work out, i'll miss you round here*
She laboured over the words for an hour, and left it unsent. Two days later, with two fingers of her left hand plunged deep inside her pussy and out of her mind with arousal, she said “fuck it” out loud and pressed send. The rush of the act pushed her into another surging orgasm, followed by immediate humiliating regret. As she navigated to “unsend”, one tick turned to two, and she saw he was already typing his response.
*Adam: Hey, that's really nice of you to say. I liked getting to know you a lot. It is a shame, but we'll all live. But I'll miss our morning talks.*
She wiped her fingers on her inner thigh while she composed her follow up.
*Molly: me too!! my coffee buddy*
*Molly: where am i gonna find a replacement*
*Adam: Just wear what you wore to our last coffee date and you'll have plenty of candidates.*
She held the phone a little further from her face and tried to keep her breathing steady. She knew a boundary was being crossed.
*Adam: Sorry. I shouldn't have said that. it was disrespectful.*
*Molly: lol no no its fine*
*Molly: you liked my outfit?*
*Adam: Isn't it an overstatement to call it an outfit?*
*Molly: are you avoiding the question*
*Adam: It's my favourite of all the outfits I've seen you wear.*
Molly clenched her teeth and drew breath, fresh moisture glistening on her swollen pussy, the adrenaline of guilty pleasure surging through her.
Molly: what did you like about it?
*Adam: …*
*Adam: Please don't make me say, I feel like a creep already.*
She moved her left hand back to her pussy, the length of her middle finger gliding back and forth across the throbbing nub of her clit.
*Molly: then be one*
*Adam: Fine LOL*
*Adam: I liked looking at your body.*
*Molly: yeah?*
*Adam: I was staring at your ass when you walked away.*
Molly slid a finger inside herself with an audible moist sucking sound.
*Molly: yeah i know about you and asses*
*Adam: What do you mean?*
She slouched further down fucked herself so urgently with her middle finger that she had to correct her spelling several times.
*Molly: i heard you fucking her ass*
She couldn't bring herself to say “my mother”.
A week of illicit texting followed, Molly hiding her phone whenever her mother entered the room. She commiserated about the breakup while communicating relentlessly with her ex about one thing: her untouched asshole. She fucked herself whenever she was alone with her phone and his presence, and knew he must be jerking himself off as he explained to her his love of the act, his deep enthusiasm for worshipping a woman's anus with his hands, his mouth, his cock. She'd slyly ask when she'd get to experience this; he'd reassure her that she deserved it, that the right guy would come along sooner or later. But the seal was broken on their propriety; they both knew how badly she wanted him to initiate her into this experience, both of them convincing themselves that it wasn't real as long as it was just messages. Just talk.
It was only at the last minute that her mother had decided she'd prefer to be out of the house for the handover. Molly had assumed she could hide and save herself the indignity of being in the same house as the two of them after a week of exposing her fixation to him. But her mother had let her know that she was going to hang out with a couple of friends all day and spare herself the annoyance of speaking to “that pompous piece of shit”. And Molly realised that she would have several hours to herself, alone with him.
She'd washed. Twice. She had studiously researched the process of preparing herself for anal sex and made sure she was as clean and clear as could be, down there. She trimmed her pubic hair into a neat and tidy patch, and, pausing several times to stop and remind herself that she and he would both probably chicken out of actually doing anything, dressed herself in the same attractive white lace underwear she'd surprised him in the kitchen with that morning. Split between reality and fantasy, dreaming about letting him enjoy her but aware that it would likely go unfulfilled; consumed with depraved guilt at the mere desire to betray her mother like this, not to mention how old he was, god, she thought, he's more than twice my age... this was her mindset when conducting her final outfit check in the mirror.
The doorbell rang and she was suddenly shamefully aware that she'd dressed up for a man to come and collect a few boxes.
She answered the door to see his face for the first time since that morning she'd exposed herself to him. The fact of his physical presence was a small reality check: there had been a human at the other end of that long text exchange. They exchanged bashful smiles and greetings, their sexually-charged conversations hanging in the air between them. He shut the door behind him and stood in front of her, wearing that faint smile of uncertainty.
“You look really nice.”
She smiled warmly back. “Thank you. You look handsome.”
Another pause.
“Listen,” he said. “I know... we've talked about some things. A lot, and... it feels so inappropriate. But I wanted to tell you to your face that it meant a lot, to connect with you like that. I hope you haven't felt uncomfortable or pressured.”
Molly's smile became a grin. “No, I haven't... I've enjoyed it. I do know what you mean though. I've been thinking about you a lot.”
Adam took in the sight of her curves, her bare legs, the hopeful smile on her face, and mirrored her expression.
“How long are we alone here for?”
“A few hours” she spoke very gently. “If you want to... I'd like to...”
She trailed off, and he did exactly as she hoped. He took a step forward, their size difference imposing on her and she had to suppress the feeling of being vaguely threatened by it as he loomed, urging herself to crane her neck and meet his lips. She felt his breath hot on her face, and was intoxicated by the musk he'd cultivated during the drive over. They kissed again, and again, her excitement peaking with each wet touch of the lips, the exhilaration of their shared tresspass causing her to make short, shocked moans, which he returned deeply. Her hands flattened against his chest and her fingertips scored down his ribcage, his waist, his broad, warm back. He, too, groped at her clothing, both his hands sliding down the small of her back in unison and grasping the fat of her plump buttocks through the woven texture of her shorts.
“Fuck” they both breathed in unison, and together they stifled laughter, and his tongue penetrated her mouth once more. His hands didn't leave her ass – massaging, squeezing, groping. Supplying, amply, the attention she'd been craving from him specifically, precisely where she'd been craving it. She wiggled her hips a little, pushing back into his hands, but pushing forward with her upper body, wanting to feel as closely as possible the hardening of his cock against her soft belly.
She pulled back to speak, and she couldn't modulate her tone at all; it came out in a hoarse, high-pitched whisper. “You know what I want you to do” she managed. “I need it, I'm ready, please.”
She led him upstairs, by the hand, to her bedroom, and they both stole a glance into the room where she'd overheard him fucking her mother. To both of them, it felt like they shouldn't be there. That they were somehow trespassing in a house where they were both, for now, welcome.
She kissed him again, shutting her bedroom door behind her. She had fantasized about ceremoniously presenting herself to him – offering up her backside for his indulgence. He unbuttoned her shorts and let them drop to the floor. She stepped out of them and turned, crawling up on the bed on all fours, her knees wide, her back arched a little to raise her lace-swaddled hindquarters in the air. She turned bright red again at the realisation that she was waving her ass at her mother's ex-boyfriend, displaying herself to invite him in. She couldn't bring herself to look behind her.
She felt him grasp the waistband of her panties and pull, peeling them down, and her blush expanded down her chest as she felt air on her ample backside. She lifted her knees in turn in order for him to thread the garment down to her ankles and off entirely, so that she knelt, hands flat on the bed, her left cheek resting on her fingers, naked from the waist down, while a grey haired 50 year-old man began to caress her round, soft cheeks, and the backs of her legs. As if he was searching for something. For a way in. Searching her skin. She felt pressure from both his thumbs, and they pulled outwards, spreading her open. Her eyes closed, she tried to imagine his point of view. Her young pussy glistening with moisture, and above it, her anus, tight, soft, and undisturbed. She had never given in to the temptation to touch herself there when masturbating. She had wanted it to be him, all him, who gave her her first taste of that particular pleasure.
She felt his breath against her anus, a steady stream of hot air that rescinded and cooled as he inhaled, before it once again blew across her hole. It quivered and tightened involuntarily. Her blush was now accompanied by a sweat of excruciating, arousing embarrassment. He was scrutinising her hole. Staring at it. She couldn't control her own breathing; as she anticipated his first contact she inhaled and exhaled in stuttering breaths. She wanted to speak, but the tension in her body forbade it.
And then a warm, wet sensation, and she drew air in a gasp. He had smothered her hole in a breathy kiss, letting his saliva coat it. More kisses followed, slow, adoring. His grip on her buttocks tightened as he kept her spread, a dirty, grateful pleasure radiating upwards through her from his lips. She felt the wrongness of it in the pit of her stomach in a deep, shameful euphoria. Her mouth emitted moan after moan of its own accord. She didn't move at all; she stayed perfectly still, keeping herself in position for him. She let out a deeper, longer moan, and with each smothering, spit-laden kiss against her asshole, her heart pounded with filthy joy. She was his.
She felt him press his face deeper, and she had to apply opposing force to keep from being pushed forward. He opened his mouth over her anus and she moaned at a higher, more urgent pitch as he applied his tongue. Licking at it. Sweeping, circling, wet, warm strokes. Staying still was getting more difficult now as her body began to scream for more pleasure, and she squirmed against him, wriggling her backside against his face while he hungrily chewed at her ass, his jaw moving as urgently as his tongue. She could feel how soaked she was, as the crevice between her cheeks became slick and slippery with drool. She finally managed words: “yes... yes, fuck yes... oh my god--” before succumbing to uncontrollable moans once more. She felt his tongue harden and force itself into her trembling hole, pushing it open just a little, swirling inside of her, and she screwed her eyes shut and howled with disgusted delight as her anus was penetrated for the first time.
She kept on squirming, moaning and squealing, unable to open her eyes, immersed in the pleasure of being fucked by his tongue. Her fingers clawed at the bedsheets. She imagined herself from outside her body, looking down at her spread-open ass being eaten shamelessly on her bed.
And then something made her catch her breath, and her entire body seized up with sudden tension. He had slid his middle finger inside. She couldn't tell how deep, only that it wasn't in all the way, and that it hurt, and felt wonderful, and ached, and felt *incredible*, and that as he twisted and slowly penetrated in and out, the pleasure outweighed the pain, and she craved more. She managed to relax her body, but her anus remained tight, clamped defensively around his finger, and she directed her willpower to relax it. If she broke focus, it would tighten again. She felt an unusual, tense aching emotion as she tried to steady herself and let him in. With every fresh push she felt herself tighten up again, and once again had to learn to relax, to accommodate him.
His finger filled her to the knuckle, and after a while he was able to maintain a steady thrust, with Molly consistently relaxed around him and moaning softly, her eyes still shut, but more gently, now. For the first time since they entered the room, he spoke, with a soft, caring manner.
“Let me know when you want to try two.”
“I...” she wanted to beg him for all of it, now, but she somehow knew better. “I think... okay. I will. Soon.” She continued to moan under her breath, easing her hips back into him in time with his thrusts. “Um... you could fuck me harder if you wanted.”
He accelerated to a medium rhythm, his finger sliding in and out of her ass freely with the suckling squelching sound of his drool. She howled again, punctuated with “yes yes yes” sounds, rocking backwards and forwards to accelerate his penetrations. “Yes oh my god yes, please can I have two please please please--”
He withdrew, sucked his index finger to slather it in saliva, and pressed the tips of both fingers together, re-entering her gradually. She wailed again, clamping her jaw shut, her ass once more tightening around him. “Fffffuck”. She once again directed all of her focus to relaxing her ass, panicked gasps interrupting her spoken words. “Please... keep... going...” he fucked her with the same speed as before, the deep, dirty ache shooting up through her stomach and making her feel panicked, slutty, filthy; inwardly, she was fighting the impulse that she should reject this intrusion, force him out and get away. But that conflict brought fresh euphoria, further pleasure, and by concentrating on that feeling she was able to relax herself around him, taking the thrusts of his fingers without hesitation, lurching backwards into him needily and whispering his name under her breath.
“Adam, Adam, Adam...”
“Yes?”
“Uh um...” she resurfaced, bewildered. “Uh, nothing I was just... I was just saying it.”
“Oh, okay. Please tell me when you want more.”
This time, she couldn't stop herself. Her whole body was screaming for it. She wanted him inside her, at last.
“Can we try your cock?”
She felt him withdraw again and practically wailed with grief at having her ass suddenly empty. She shuffled her knees wider, sideways, and felt the air cooling the spit that was plastered all over her ass. She heard the rustle of clothes, and felt his naked, hairy thighs press against her smooth skin, his erection coming to rest above her hole, before he guided it down, gliding it against her, as if seeking purchase.
“We'll take it very slowly, okay?”
Frantic, grateful nodding. “Okay.”
She concentrated once more, willing her ass against any defensive tension. But how much different could it be? She had managed to take his fingers okay, eventually, and the size must be at least similar...
She found out moments later, when she felt him press forward with more than a little force, enough to get his pulsing glans inside of her and then come to a halt. She once again seized up around him, clamping tight, quivering madly as she fought the urge to force him back out. She let out a long, panicked, primal groan through her teeth, followed by repeated sobbing sounds. It hurt. It did hurt, and there was nothing she could do to stop that but wait for the initial shock to pass.
“Are you alright?
“Fuck... fuuuuck” her words slurred into another sobbing wail. “Just... wait... don't move for a minute.”
“Okay” he said softly, holding his cock steady with one hand and stroking the small of her back with the other. Her t-shirt her ridden down to just below her breasts. “We'll stay still. You move when you're ready.”
It took some time. Every attempt she made to move back on to him, her body went into panic mode, and she needed to stop and adjust once more. From all that she'd read, she still hadn't fully anticipated the challenge of anal sex, that with every increment, she would be back to square one, learning to relax and accommodate all over again. By sitting with the intense ache and teaching herself once more to ease around his cock, she was able to rock back and forth in tiny motions, getting herself used to the feeling of him moving inside her, letting that horrendous ache melt into intense pleasure with each gradual movement. Until, eventually, she dared to attempt a longer stroke, and found to her surprise that it was quite manageable. She pulled forward and pushed back again, this time inviting him further in. Waves of pleasure flooded into her the more he filled her, until, at last, she was able to take most of him.
She steadied her breathing, finally ready to be fucked. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
More nodding. “Uhuh.”
He began forcing slow, measured thrusts into her, the tightness of her anus now lenient and accommodating around his cock. He drew out a few inches at a time before pushing in deep, to the sound of low, passionate wails from the prostrate young woman before him.
She had never anticipated how deeply personal, how internal and intimate, this pleasure would feel. Vulnerable. Penetrative. He picked up speed, now fucking her plump young ass with ease, and as it went on, the further into herself she sank. She stopped wailing, her moans cooled to a dim murmur. She felt him shunting in and out of her ass and submerged herself in the pleasure of it, her eyes closed, a deep, dark, private euphoria where the sounds and images of the outside world felt further and further away. The racing of her heart and her constant moaning were white noise to her. Her world was the rhythmic pumping of his cock in her ass, pure pleasure erupting into her body.
He didn't stop, but he noticed her quietness. “Are you alright?” He asked again.
Her eyes opened, and she felt the violent lurching of her body, heard the hard slapping sounds, and realised how roughly and aggressively she was being fucked. “I...” she gasped. “I love it I fucking love it.” He gripped her at her shoulders and thrust even deeper, her brow furrowing in a bewildering saturation of pleasure as he claimed her ass over and over. “Fuck my ass, Adam.” Upon remembering precisely where she'd heard those words before, she squealed with shame. “Oh my god...” she buried her face in her hands, and a shiver of burning humiliation ran through her while he fucked unhesitatingly.
She thought back to the sensible, quiet person she'd been just a few weeks ago. Someone with ordinary interests and hobbies, and introvert who didn't fantasize day and night about having her ass stretched by her mother's boyfriend. A modest young woman who didn't do things like dress in skimpy outfits for attention and flirt with dirty old men by text. What happened to her?
She lifted her head and turned it to the side, glancing at the mirror she'd admired herself in earlier, and saw her predicament for the first time. Her face bright red, her eyes and mouth half open in a sexual stupor, her pink lips fixed in an expression of sensual resignation she didn't even recognise. Her beautiful knitted tee was halfway up her ribs, exposing her from the waist down, the soft fat of her tummy shaking with the violent lurching of the whole bed. Her hips seemed to move of their own accord, launching back into him to force her bulging ass back onto his cock to meet his violent thrusts. That was wobbling too, almost comically, with each audible slap that impaled her 19 year-old ass on his 50 year-old prick, each penetration transmuting that overwhelming primal ache into appalling ecstasy in her gut.
Her gaze drifted upwards, too, to the naked older man hunched behind her, his arms stretched out to grab her shoulders, his greying body hair pronouncedly thick. His face, his handsome face, contorted in sheer pleasure, gurning down at her naked lower half, indulging in the pleasure of her young body without guilt or distraction. She saw how violently he was moving now, his hips lurching back and forth to slam his cock into her, and her ass now accepted every filthy inch.
“I'm going to cum.”
She squealed at the prospect, tearing her eyes from the mirror to look back over her shoulder at him with pleading hopefulness.
“I'm going to cum.”
“Uhuh, yes, yes, yes.”
“Where do you want me to cum?”
She didn't realise she had options. While she was trying to consider it, she heard a voice from out of nowhere.
“Cum in my ass, fill me with cum, please, please please--”
It was her voice. And she couldn't stop it. She kept begging, the deep, forbidden desire for him to flood her guts with hot semen now taking control of her mouth and compelling her to babble the request in desperate, slurred yelps.
She heard him stop breathing entirely, his grip on her shoulders painfully tight. He pushed deeper than he had yet, burying his cock inside her, his hips pressing her glutes and mashing the fat of her butt outwards. She fell forward a little, steadying herself as he kept thrusting hard, but now relentlessly deep, moving only an inch or so at a time. She felt him shake. She felt the throbbing and pulsing, and once again she began to tighten protectively, her anus trembling and contracting around him.
She shut her eyes and sank into herself again, and focused on her ass completely. She felt warm liquid erupt inside her in bursts, his cock now unmoving, as deep as possible, secreting his load somewhere just beneath her belly. She whimpered softly, gratefully, her skin tingling and her whole chest drowning in a feeling of impermissible belonging, of dark, grubby joy and having been so utterly claimed and tainted by his cum.
After a few minutes, both having steadied their breathing, he slid back out of her. She fell flat, clenching her buttocks together for fear that his load would leak out. She pushed herself up off the bed and stood up, turning to kiss him again, and he kissed back, both of them glowing with gratitude for what they'd given the other. “Thank you” they both whispered in turn.
As she slid her underwear and shorts back on she felt his liquid moving inside her. The wetness of her pussy was already soaking through her panties. She helped him bring his boxes to the car, and was preparing to say farewell when her mother parked across the street, climbing out of the car with a joyless expression on her face at the sight of him. “Hi” she called across the street. “You got everything?”
“Hi Laura” he said, curtly. “Yeah, I'm just going.” Molly didn't usually see the resemblance between herself and her mother, but with Adam's gaze on her, it seemed to come to the surface.
He climbed in his car and pulled off abruptly, averting any heartfelt goodbyes they might have planned. They would say what they needed to say by text. Molly did her best to avoid getting too close to her mother, lest she catch the scent of what they'd done. The guilt pounded like a headache. Everything had changed.
“You look nice.”
“Oh... thanks” Molly smiles.
“Why are you all dressed up?”
“I didn't think I was.”
Laura gave her daughter a long stare.
“You look nice” she said again.
“Thanks.” Molly felt herself beginning to turn red and turned tail up the stairs.
She locked her bedroom door behind her, and sat on her bed, holding her own stare in the mirror. The blush was spreading again, as was the guilt, pulsing in time with the deep, constant ache in her anus. She remembered the load inside her, and shuffled her shorts and panties back down to the floor again. She slouched back on the bed, and spread herself wide, pointing her drenched cunt towards the ceiling and her asshole directly to the mirror as the pale liquid began to ooze back out in a lazy, thick stream that coated her skin and pooled on the bedsheets. Staring at it intently, she placed her fingertips reverently on her clit, and began to stroke.
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I [F] Gave a guy [M] a BJ while on my morning run
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A little background about myself: I've never done anything particularly slutty, aside from wearing somewhat revealing clothing. Since finishing high school 8 years ago, I've jumped from relationship to relationship, and while I always enjoyed the sex, it never made me feel completely satisfied. I recently ended a relationship and thought this would be a good opportunity to explore my slutty side. However, as of yesterday, I finally gave in to my horniness.
Since discovering this subreddit, whenever I go anywhere, my slutty mind stirs up scenarios in which I meet a stranger and either blow him or let him fuck me. I usually go for morning runs a few times a week, and I frequently see the same guy out there. This guy is extremely fucking hot to me. He's in his early thirties and has pretty much the ideal body, not a super muscular meathead type, but slim with an athletic fit and almost no body fat. We never really talked, but whenever we passed each other, we'd wave and cheer each other on. This aroused my slutty side; what if I blew him right on the side of the road, or if he fucked me in some random strangers garden?
I happened to pass him while he was checking his letterbox yesterday; he had just finished his run, so I decided to shout out and tease him, "finished already!?" He laughed, and we started awkwardly small-talking from opposite ends of the street; turns out he's really into triathlons and spends his time working or working out. He wasn't the most interesting guy, but that didn't matter to me because it had been over 4 months since I'd seen a dick and I needed to get into this guy's house, so I politely asked if I could use his bathroom and fill up on water, and he agreed.
He led me to his bathroom, where I pretended to use it. I was nervous at this point, so I didn't even ask if he was married or had a girlfriend before attempting to fuck him. After I finished in the bathroom, we continued small-talking in his kitchen, and I made an extra effort to be flirtatious, trying to make it clear that I wasn't just there to use the bathroom. I decided to just make a move, so I put my hand on his shoulder and said, "I bet you get lonely working from home all day." "Yeah... sometimes," he said. So I knelt in front of him and said, "then perhaps I could help with that."
As I began massaging him through his shorts, my heart was racing. As he began hardening up, I could tell he was a decent size, probably around 6 inches. I took off his shorts and started licking up and down his cock. It was drenched in sweat, but it didn't taste bad, just salty. Cleaning him up like this really turned me on, and my nervousness began to fade as I became more involved. I put him in my mouth and worked his head for a while, occasionally licking up and down his shaft.
I couldn't keep track of time at this point; I couldn't believe I had some guy's dick in my mouth with whom I'd pretty much met 20 minutes before. As I moved him deeper into my mouth and eventually into my throat, he let out a grunt/moan (super sexy btw). It didn't take long for him to start lightly humping me, so I simply took both of his hands and placed them on the back of my head, hoping he'd take control. My ex only facefucked me once because he was never into it, but this guy was a different kind of animal and was totally into it. He took the initiative right away and started fucking my throat like I was some kind of object. His fucking rhythm accelerated to the point where he was fucking my throat like a jackrabbit. He grunted and moaned before pulling out his cum to smear all over my face. It felt brief, but it was the best thing ever to be treated so well.
While I was still dazed, I went to the bathroom to clean up, making sure to scoop all the cum off my face into my mouth, because he had some of the sweetest cum I'd ever tasted, and it was delicious. I did my best to clean up and then left, but not before hesitantly saying, "thanks for that, I'll see ya." After that, I had a 3-mile run back to my house that couldn't have gone any slower. I wished he'd fucked me because I was still extremely horny and all I could think about was getting back to my apartment and masturbating.
I hope this story wasn't too drawn out or boring. Definitely not quite as adventurous as some of you other sluts out there, but I'm still proud of myself. I'd never hooked up outside of a relationship before, so this has been an incredible experience for me. Hopefully I’ll be seeing more guys out jogging now that it’s nearing the summer.
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Birthday Sex [MF]
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Alright, like my name implies, I wrote stories mostly for me to remember. This one isn't super saucy, but had some great visuals that I want to etch in my brain forever!
My recent birthday fell on a weekend, and also aligned with my wife's cycle so she was in a hornier mood (nice).
During the day on the Saturday, we were able to banter a bit away from the kids while she was [getting dressed](https://www.reddit.com/r/MILFNextDoor/comments/11kgjj6/getting_ready/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3). She found some money in one of her pants that belonged to me, but she wanted to keep it. I joked she could earn it later, but she commented it wasn't enough. So I doubled the amount and we left in on my bedside table.
She had to go out for a bit with one of our kids, so my mind started to wonder what I could pay her to do. I kept coming back to a toy I bought her but she has yet to use, and also role playing a bit of a stripper experience with "extras". My wife is better when she takes the lead so I was going to see where she started then nudge things in that direction.
Unfortunately, while out, she received some very difficult news about another parent on our daughter's team, and it put a bit of a damper on the evening (at first). I realized we weren't going to have any wild fun, so we settle in, had a couple of drinks, and got a good buzz one while watching an episode from the latest season of "Jack Ryan".
After the episode ended, we headed to our room to get ready for bed and she's just in a royal blue thong and black crop top, looking very cute. Again, because of the news she received I wasn't going to push anything, but she quickly stripped completely naked and mounted me while I was just in my boxers.
She started grinding on me, nibbling my ear, kissing my neck, rubbing her tits all over my body. If she shifted down to kiss my stomach she would also push her pussy against my leg. She said I wasn't allowed to touch her or say anything so I just had to lie there and take it (darn, i know, but I do like to be handsy up and down her curves). The one noise I could make was when she hit that spot just behind my ear....it makes me moan almost every time. That was allowed, apparently.
A few times she moved up my body and pressed her pussy onto my face. She knows I love the view of looking up at her from her clit. Since I wasn't allowed to use my hands I only gently licked, doing my best to tease her, but she was in fully control and loving every minute of it (as was I).
Eventually she pulled my dick out and started rubbing it against her slit. She pretended to jack off once or twice (we've always joked she's more of a dude than I am) but she wanted to fuck, so it was not long til I was deep inside her. There was no need to go slow, she was soaking.
With her on top and us now fucking, I took the opportunity to grab her ass and help rock her hips back and forth. The entire time I am fully inside her. She is giving me a great birthday present, but she's also loving it. I am building up, and she is going full tilt to the point she stops and hops off. She can't take anymore in that moment, so she takes a breather, then gets back on top for a second try.
She got going again, I reach up and play with her tits a bit, but she smacks them away and gives me a real show. She leans back and to one side and keeps fucking, what a sight! She looked incredible. Normally she likes me fully inside and we just grind on each other, but in this position grinding was impossible, so she had to bounce up and down. Her stomach was stretched out, her waist looks so smooth, her tits were bouncing in unison with her hips, and her pussy lips were pouting and wrapped around my cock, up and down. I felt like I was in a porn shot.
Again, she couldn't get close enough to finish (although she got way closer than I would have thought in that position), we realized she had drank too much. So she hopped off again, flipped onto all fours and told me to fuck her doggy style (she knows it's my favourite position) but......my hamstrings both started cramping!
I told her the two times she stopped I was just about to cum so she took the challenge, got back on top, and fucked me like no tomorrow, my hands on her shoulders pushing her down, my hips pushing up to make sure I was fully inside her, and her rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. She cant go anymore so I take charge and start thrusting hard in and out, quickly building to my orgasm, and filling her with the birthday present she wanted to give me.
She was too buzzed to get off that night, so we settled down and fell asleep, after agreeing she would need to get off tomorrow.
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The next day was my actual birthday. I had a great day, the kids were mostly nice, they made some decent cards, some of our family came over for an early dinner, had my favourite meal. The day was honestly good. Low stress, nice weather, and I had a few drinks throughout the afternoon and evening. Life was good.
I had to go out for a bit in the evening, and when I came home, my wife had all the kids in bed, lunches were made for the next day, everything was clean, and she was in bed watching her show "Sex/Life". I stumbled around lost as I'm not used to not having evening duties like cleaning up, but with everything ready, my wife asked if I wanted to watch a show, and quickly added she might start feeling high soon (shes recently started taking light doses of CBD/THC when she needs a good sleep).
We turn the next episode of "Jack Ryan" on, and the first time John Krasinski comes on screens she asks if I want to go down on her. Yes my wife is a warm blooded female and cannot resist the jacked-up version of Jim Halpert.....whatever gets her motor going.
She is immediately into it, pulling her [32K tits out](https://www.reddit.com/user/Stories_to_remember/comments/11kiepa/wife_checking_her_new_piercing/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) and squeezing them herself, something she almost never does. Then she adds another by pushing my head deeper into her lips and clit. All the while I continue to do the things she loves - licking and sucking her clit at just the right pressure, while running my hands up her arms, grabbing her ass, or going up and gently putting my hands around her neck.
Her buildup is slow and steady, but much slower than usual. I chalk it up to the drugs. It's all good, my honest-to-goodness favourite thing is eating pussy, so I'm happy to be here all day.
Eventually the signs start growing that she's getting close. to help her (and me) out, I pull my underwear down and start stroking my dick as I lick her. I moan into her pussy as I'm licking her and rubbing myself.
Her breathing gets heavier.
Normally she would push over the top quickly, but she is taking baby steps, slowly but surely getting to the peak.
Eventually she gets to the edge, I stop touching myself and focus completely on her, and instead of her usual 2 or 3 seconds of full body tightening before pushing me off she goes rigid for about 15 seconds. It seems like she's barely breathing.
I continue licking, I know she's cumming and this is the longest she's ever orgasmed.
She finally lets out a huge breathe and a long "fuuuuuuuuuuck", but she hasn't stopped me. I keep licking for another 5 seconds, and now her hips start bucking. She tightens up her thighs with a series of "oh my god", and finally I bring myself up.
She looks like she's in heaven, having experienced the strongest, longest orgasm of her life.
I prop myself up and start pulling on my cock again, while checking out her naked body. Once she's come down, I grab some oil, coat my dick, and get up in between her tits. I keep rubbing myself while she mashes her breasts together, fondling my balls while she's at it.
As I get close, I drop slightly and start titty-fucking her. I imagine I'm fucking as hard as I can. My balls are slapping her tits, and with each thrust, my dick comes up to her chin and mouth. I never take long like this as the visuals are incredible. I continue until I've released my cum onto her chest, then, as I slowly come down, I use my dick to rub my juices all over her tits and neck.
It was a great birthday weekend, and I suspect my wife may want to try getting off after taking an edible again.
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[U/Ni] My niece seen me getting out of the shower now she is acting weird (Update 3)
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This might be the last update I make unless something else interesting happens I guess.
Over the weekend we had no time to ourselves because my parents were home. Monday however things were back to “normal”. We both woke up eager to work out together and did the usual routines we have been doing. After I finished a set on the bench however she got on top of me and sat on my crotch. I was wearing just my Gymshark shorts and a gym shirt. She starting moving her hips and grinding on me. She then took her top off and laid down on top of me and we started making out. After a few minutes she whispered in my ear that she wanted me to take her v card. I honestly was very nervous for this conversation to happen because I had to talk to her before we did this. I didn’t want her to think that this was going to go on forever and that one day this was going to have to stop. I didn’t want to have this conversation now though because all weekend I wanted her. I told her I wasn’t ready yet and let’s wait for a different day. She didn’t seem too upset which was good. I then flipped her over so she was laying on the flat bench and took her shorts off. Her pussy smelt so good I started to go down on her. She grabbed my hair as I did, it turned me on so much. She was soaked after a bit and she told me to stop and stand up. She sat up on the bench and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. My hard dick sprung up when the waistband went past it, she grabbed it and started stroking me. I looked at her and she looked up at me then put it in her mouth and started giving me head. It felt amazing, she kept going I told her to play with my balls while she did it. After a while I knew I wasn’t going to cum, it felt good but I just couldn’t cum so I told her to lay back down and I started giving her head again while I fingered her until she came. After she came she told me to make myself finish and to finish on her wherever I wanted. I stood over her while she played with her clit and came all over her chest. She told me not to move and keep playing while she made herself cum again.
We went to shower after working out, we showered together again. It was a pretty normal shower nothing sexual happened other than some touching. We went back upstairs and she started to go into her room to change but I told her to wait and come watch a movie with me. She came into my room and we cuddled up in bed and watched some random movie, we both knew we weren’t going to be watching the movie. After some time we started touching each other again, I know she wanted to have sex so I told her if we do this she needs to know it’s only sex and this can’t lead into a relationship or anything like that. She understood and told me she didn’t even want this to be romantic she wanted to be used. She told me that she wanted me to use her whenever I wanted and she would do the same thing to me and asked if I was okay with that. I was a bit taken back but I told her it was fine as long as neither of us are in a relationship at that time and no one was around to catch us.
After that conversation we both knew we wanted each other. I got on top of her and started kissing her and slowly moved down to her pussy. She grabbed my head and forced it down into her pussy. She told me not to stop until she told me to. I could barely breathe but I didn’t care I was so horny from it I just kept giving her head. I grabbed her legs and spread them apart until she was basically in a split. I kept going until she told me to stop. She told me to lay down and she was gonna suck my dick but I told her no and said bend over. She got on all fours and arched her back and I went to grab a condom. She told me no and that she was on birth control, I still wanted to use a condom but I also wanted to take her v card raw so I didn’t use one. I knew I had to go slow or I was gonna hurt her, she was already so wet I put my dick right up against her pussy and told her to move back on it so she could stop if it hurt. She took it all she gasped when it was all inside her, I started slow and sped up after I knew she could handle it. She was moaning so loud I spread her ass while I was fucking her and she got even louder. She started to cum and threw herself forward while her legs shook as she came. After she got back up and told me to fuck her harder, she almost came again but I didn’t want to risk cumming inside her so I pulled out and came all over her ass, I started fingering her from the back to make her cum again and she did. I went to grab a towel to clean her up, after that we spooned in bed and watched a movie we actually wanted to watch.
While we were spooning she said softly that she loved me and I told her I loved her back. I hope she meant it in the same way I mean it and not like she was in love with me. That was everything that happened on Monday.
Tuesday morning we went to work out like usual. When she was in the middle of doing squats in front of me I was thinking of what she said, that she wanted to be used. I wanted her right then and there, her pussy felt so good yesterday I had to have it again. I got up and grabbed her from the back and bent her over the bench. She didn’t even ask what I was doing she looked back at me and I could see it in her eyes she wanted it to. I pulled her pants off and pulled my cock out. She wasn’t wet yet so I sat down and she sat on top of me and we held each other and kissed until I could feel her pussy leaking on me. I bent her over again and stuck my cock inside of her. After a couple minutes I pulled out and got on my knees and ate her out from behind. She told me to lay down on the workout mat and she got on top me me and put my dick inside of her. She rode me until she came and told me to use her until I came. I told her to suck my dick and she did, I was so turned on being able to just tell her what to do and she did it. I grabbed her and bent her over again on all fours and fucked her until I was about to cum and pulled out and put it in her mouth, she sucked me off until I started to squirm. We both laid there and caught our breath. I wanted to finish my workout so she went to shower first, I finished my workout then showered. We hung out for a little and talked, I wanted to make sure she was okay with what happened and she was so that’s good. I had to get to work that day so we didn’t do anything else.
Like I said this will probably be the last update unless something changes or something new happens. I’m not going to bother posting updates if it’s just the usual sex story.
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My Landlord’s Daughter [M34/F29] [Pussy Licking] [Vanilla]
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After I exchanged contact information with my landlord’s daughter on my landlords party, after I had promised my landlord to call her daughter it took me until Monday to send her a first message. It just was a casual “Hi, how are you? Do you even remember me?” one. Luckily she remembered me. And luckily she got back to me.
We kept on texting back and forth for a day or two. We still got along and had something to talk about. So that thing we had up and running at her mother’s party wasn’t just a one time lucky hit. So I asked her for a date. She said yes. We agreed on Friday night, in one of the fanciest Italian restaurants in town. She chose the location. She insisted on it.
Her insisting on it gave me a minor heart attack. I clearly couldn’t afford it. And getting a reservation in one of the most popular restaurants in town for a Friday night on a Wednesday afternoon, it gave me more than just a headache.
After some time thinking, trying to come up with a solution to my problem I called my landlord. To my surprise she picked up immediately. Then she asked me what was up? No, she wasn’t mad, stressed out or something like that, she just was one that loved the direct approach.
I told her that I was planing to date her daughter. I also told her that she insisted on having dinner in the best Italian restaurant in town. My landlord probably nodded with her head while listening to me. There might have even been a smile on her face as soon as she heard what her daughter was up too: “Yes, that is my daughter. She is testing you. She want’s to see if you can do the impossible. I will arrange the impossible for you. And I know how much you earn, do you need some money too?”
Yes, I handed her some of my payslips when I moved into her place to show her that I was in theory able to be the rent she was asking. So she knew about my financial situation. So I went down the honest path: “Yes, some funding would be nice too.”
Her answer was a quick one: “No problem. I got your bank data. And I will send you a message with your reservation details. Enjoy your evening with daughter.”
And the phone call was over. My landlord just had helped me to set up a date with her own daughter. She really seemed to like me, and she really seemed to be convinced of the fact that her daughter and I would do more than just get along.
My landlord kept her word. About two hours later she sent me a reservation confirmation. She got a table for the two of us at eight o’clock in the evening with an open end. And she also sent me the necessary funds. She declared it a refund on the rent I previously had paid her. She just lowered my rent for about twenty five percent. She stated that she made an error back then when setting up the contract. Yes, my landlord, or maybe someone working for her knew what they were doing.
When I texted my landlords daughter that I had a reservation, and that we would meet up at the place at eight in the evening the following message came back: Really, you were able to get a reservation? How? But I am impressed. See you on Friday.
My landlord was right. Her daughter was testing me. I passed the test. So it was time for me to get some fancy clothes for Friday night: Expensive, decent with style was the goal I was heading for. And again, I was able to pull the stunt. On a budget.
On Friday night I was more than just nervous when I boarded a tramway that would bring me more or less straight to the Italian restaurant. I decided to get off the train one station earlier – I still had plenty of time left because I didn’t want her to have to wait a single minute for – so I walked the last couple of hundred meters towards the restaurant.
I took my time while walking, I enjoyed the views, I was a little bit daydreaming, I was in no hurry at all while walking toward my destination. But even though I arrived early. I was ten minutes early. Luckily the table was already prepared and ready to go. And to my surprise it was one, if not the best table the restaurant had to offer.
Then the waiting began. The waiter poured me a glass of water, he served me some snacks and then I sat there. Watching the restaurant stuff doing their work, watching the rich and famous townsfolk walking by, engaging in small talk while they were pretending that they actually could stand each others presence.
Despite the fact that I was more than just nervous about the evening, the time went by. About forty five minutes went by until she showed up. She was dressed to impress. She caught my eye the moment she entered the restaurant and began to talk hostess. Then the hostess guided her over to me.
When she was close I got up. She gave me a welcoming hug and then I offered her a seat. Then I sat down and the talking began. Luckily it didn’t took long and the initial ice was broken. We had more than just one laugh, we had something to talk about while we enjoyed the delicious food, we had a blast. And yes, something was happening between the two of us.
After we had finished eating, after we had dessert and a drink or two we left the restaurant. She told me that she wanted to go to a different place. A place with a marvelous view over the whole city. And this time it would be on her tab. I nodded with my head and followed her.
We boarded a taxi that was conveniently waiting in front of the restaurant when we came out of it. She told the driver an address and off we drove. The ride took about ten minutes. Ten minutes with my landlord’s daughter cuddled against me. It felt good being so close to her.
The taxi stopped next to one of the few skyscrapers in town. We got out, she paid and then we went inside the tall building. Inside the elevator she pressed the highest floor. And up we went. It took us over minute to arrive at our destination.
Once we were out of the elevator, she rang at the only door at the end of a very narrow, very short and totally generic corridor. It didn’t took long and a men wearing a fancy suit opened up the door. He greeted the woman next to me and asked us in.
By the looks of it I just had entered a more than just exclusive looking private club. The place was more than just crowded. People were dancing, people were hanging out, people were watching other people, it just was a more than lively place.
The music was loud, the bass was humming, people were loosing it. We got two drinks and mixed with the crowd. We were dancing, having fun, we got touchy, flirty and in the end my landlord’s daughter ended up kissing in the lounge area. Kissing while enjoying the view over the dark city.
It didn’t took long and our gentle kisses turned into passionate ones. Horny was taking over inside us. We had to fight to stop us from tearing the clothes of each others bodies. It was a tough fight, a fight that couldn’t be one. So we decided to leave the place and head over to her apartment.
We kept on kissing during the elevator ride. We put up show for the cab driver. We hurried up the stairs to her apartment. And once we were inside my landlord’s daughter’s place – that was owned by my landlord too as I should find out later – we were all over each other. We just let go. No more holding back. Out with our inner animals.
Clothes were flying to the room. Two kissing bodies were falling, stumbling towards the sofa in the living room. Our hands were all over each other. Our lips constantly touching, sharing one passionate kiss after the other.
We both were naked when we landed on the sofa. Still kissing while our bodies were rubbing against each other. More and more tension was building up. Our moaning began to fill the room. I wanted her and she wanted me.
Then I kissed my way down on her. Down towards her pussy. I took my time with her boobs. I sucked on her hard nipples. I squeezed them. I adored them. Then I moved further South. I kissed her belly, then I opened up her legs, I exposed her more than just tasty looking pussy.
Moments later my tongue was playing with her clit. Her moaning got more and more intense the longer I was playing with her, the longer I was teasing her. Then my tongue went inside her pussy. As deep as I could. I needed to taste her. And she tasted more than just good.
Then my tongue moved onto her clit again. While my first finger slid inside her pussy. Her moaning got more intense the moment it happened. Her hands grabbed my head, she began to press my head against her cunt.
Then another finger went inside her. And there was even place for a third one. In the end three of my fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy while my tongue was on her clit. I kept on going for some time. My rock hard dick began to spit out pre-cum while I was going down on my landlord’s daughter.
And then, all of a sudden, her hands fell off my head. Her moaning stopped. Her legs trembled a little bit. She had an orgasm. I gently pulled my fingers out. Then I went back up. I looked at her satisfied face. I gave her a break. Then I began to kiss her again. We shared some passionate kisses while her hand went up and down on my rock hard dick. It felt nothing but good. I enjoyed every stroke she gave me. Then she squeezed my balls. She looked me in the eyes while one of her hands was crushing my balls: “Fuck me. Fuck me good.”
I went in position. I pressed my dick against her dripping wet pussy. Then my rock hard dick went inside her needy hole. Her pussy wrapping herself around my dick, it felt nothing but good. I went in gentle, I gave her a few gentle thrusts before I turned up the pace.
I fucked her hard and deep. I gave her one thrust after the other. It didn’t took long and our moaning was filling the room. My dick sliding in and out of her, it felt nothing but good. It didn’t took long and we lost ourselves. We lost track of everything, all that mattered for the two of us was the sensation of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy. We both were in heaven.
I gave her one thrust after the other. Her hands began to grab the skin on my back. Her fingernails opened up my back. The pain was a welcome distraction. It helped me keeping on going. It helped me to keep my cum inside her while I gave her one thrust after the other.
But nothing lasts forever. I was close to an orgasm and luckily so was she. Just a couple of thrusts left in me. One followed the other. Then one last hard and deep one. Boom, my balls unloaded themselves. She came shortly after me. Our bodies were trembling. Two fireworks went of in two heads. Two sweaty bodies were collapsing next to each other. Enjoying the hormone cocktail in their bloodstream while regaining their breaths. Yes, it was an awesome fuck. And probably one of the best first times I ever had in my whole damn life so far.
Once we were ourselves again we cuddled next to each other on her sofa. Just feeling the other one next to you wile looking each other in the eyes. While sharing a few gentle kisses. While gently touching each others bodies.
Meanwhile it got late. And to be honest I got tired. As soon as the sexual tension had left my body I began to feel sleepy. It was the same for her. So we decided to call it a day. She handed me a fresh toothbrush then she took a quick shower. She was done showering when I was done brushing my teeth. Now I took a shower while she was brushing hers. We finished in about the same moment and then we went to bed together.
Not bother to put on any clothes at all. We kissed each other goodnight. I spooned her and we both vanished into dreamland.
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[FF] Part 4 - My bfs ex and I met in her apartment to bury the hatchet, but it ended with a face buried under an ass.
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A month after the fight in the hot tub, Heather messaged me saying she thought it was time we buried the hatchet and talked things out. She texted me the address to her apartment and said her roommates were out for a while so I could come over and we could talk it out alone. Sketchy as that was, I was not afraid of Heather anymore, so I agreed to go. I left my bf a message telling him about what I was going to do and went to her place. She greeted me warmly, just like she had when we had first met. We sat down on the couch and I asked her why she hated me. She replied by saying that she was missing James and when she heard of me being with him, it made her all jealous and pissed. I found out that she was a part time model, which explained her not wanting to get into a proper fight.
She apologised for calling me a WAP and complimented my body. I returned the compliment and even commented on how similar we looked. She agreed and said we should probably be friends rather than rivals. I nodded in agreement, but deep down, I knew something was up. She and I alone in her apartment? And her roommates out of town? I had learnt not to trust her. She asked me if I wanted a tour of the apartment. I nodded again and she showed me her roommates rooms first. When we got to her room, the lights were off and she asked me to enter first. I did so without hesitation but kept my guard up.
Sure enough the room locked behind her. I heard clothes rustling before she turned the light on. When the room was lit, she was on the bed, which was covered in a plastic sheet and giving me that haughty smile I knew so well. She said nothing at all but what she wanted ti say was clear. I had walked into a trap, but overconfident from my last win, I stripped off all my clothes and waited for her to make a move. She got up and advanced towards me and picked up a container from a table. She opened it and inside was oil. She began applying it on me. Obviously, I was a little weirded out but we had done weirder things. I applied some on her as well and we both glistened in the light. She then took my hand brought me to the bed. But before she could do anything funny, I pushed her on her back started tribbing her.
Surprised at my aggression, she got back up and grabbed my ass, clawing it and pushing my clit against hers really hard. I returned the favour and we were panting and moaning like bitches in heat in no time. She was slippery due to the oil and so was I but she handled herself better than me and got me on my back as she opened my legs wide apart and pounded her pussy on mine. My eyes rolled due to the pleasure as I saw her biting her lower lip as she fucked me with passion. I was getting off real fast and hard. I came and was about to black out when she slapped me and said “I need you to experience it again. My superiority over you. I’ve hated you since before you started dating James. I was the hottest girl on campus before you came along. So I knew I needed to keep you under my boot somehow. But when I met you, I knew you had to be under my ass not my boots.”
Her words brought back the feeling of humiliation I thought I had overcome, as I felt climb on my body and make her way up to my face. She licked my boobs before she climbed onto my face for the second time and I smelled her scent again. She trapped my hands under her thighs to imprison me completely! I'd let my last win make me cocky and forgotten how vicious and strong this bitch was. She laughed maniacally as she saw my humiliated face and started bouncing up and down and back and forth, covering my face completely with her pussy's scent, as if marking her territory. Even though she was doing her best to strip me of my dignity, I was getting so turned on by the vagina on face that I completely forgot everything else. She really had some kind of hold on me. After a few moments, she turned around on her butt and started rubbing herself all over my body, spreading her scent over me. She came back on my face and started to grind on it harder and squirted right on my face.
She then lifted her booty and was about to go down on me, when I had had enough. I used strength I got out of who knows where and pushed her off me. She tried to get back on me again, but I resisted and we ended up in a thigh-thigh squeezing hold. She was giving me the most erotic looks and licked her fingers, making me wetter and wetter. I decided if I wanted to beat her, I had to stoop to her level. So I started making sexy faces and fake moans of my own. To my surprise she got really wet too! We kept squeezing in the thigh hold until we both started to ache, prompting us to push each other away. We were both on the bed recovering, but I got back up first and decided that it was time to end it and stop holding back. Without warning I jumped on her face and placed my cheeks right on her nose. I massaged her boobs with one hand, while grabbing her hair with the other and used my thighs to restrain her. I started moaning falsely and moving back and forth just as she had on me, spreading my scent on her now. Her eyes widened in horror as she got a taste of her own *ass* medicine. I rubbed my boobs and bit my lip to make her feel even hornier.
Not even a minute in she got turned on so much that she yelled "Okay Mommy stop, please!" But I kept grinding harder pushing her face against my open pussy even more. Blue eyes met blue eyes, but mine were smiling while hers were coping with the weight of my thick ass on her moth. She moaned my name and called me mommy several times (satisfaction!) and started vibrating around furiously. Finally we came together, as we both convulsed, but she was still immobilised under my fat ass. I rubbed her face a little more, *just to rub it in* (lol). When I got off her face, I saw the same humiliation I had felt a few months ago. I flipped her around and ate her ass out, just for the sake of it, as I was truly turned on by her ass more than any pussy or dick I had ever had. I spanked her and pulled her hair from behind as she moaned and moaned, and finally collapsed on the bed. I bit her ass a little and left a few marks. I got my lipstick from my purse and kissed her on her near her inner thighs, to remind her of her humiliation and got a selfie of me doing it!
We were now tied, I thought as I left the apartment. I wondered what would a tiebreaker be like, as I smiled and walked away.
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St. Paddy’s Day Shenanigans
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I woke up around 6:30, groggy and horny as fuck. I got my coffee, went pee, turned on the news and said “fuck it”, it’s St. Paddy’s Day. I figured I’d give the guys a treat today and do a quick pump n dump with a bj for an appetizer. So, I posted in three local subreddits, and on another website where I find good cock.
I received a good morning text from a really good friend of mine and long ago fwb. We recently reconnected through a subreddit, and have kept in touch since. We got to talking about recent fucks, and I told him about my post. After he read it, he told me he’d be here in an hour. So, I got in the shower and prepared myself for a day of taking loads. We fucked last week like we used to do…hangin out in my room and getting stoned, and that was a great way for us to reconnect and remember each other. 10:15 this morning, on the other hand, was a different story. We’d never done a quick pump n dump before, but he will never forget the way I suck his cock, so he was definitely down for something different today. When he arrived, we hugged and kissed to greet each other, and I got right down to business by pulling his pants down as we were kissing. Once they got low enough, I stopped kissing him, pushed the pants all the way down and began sucking his uncut BBC. He gently rested his hand on my head as I sucked and licked his thick shaft. Once he was rock hard, I stood up to turn around so he could stick it in but he had other plans. He told me to get on the counter so he could suck my teeny cock. I almost melted and I could barely get my head together enough to hoist myself up onto the counter, but I managed. I pulled my lips aside to expose my hard clit/cock, and he went to town. It’s pretty sensitive as it’s growing, and he was gentle with it but sucked it very well. He flicked it with his tongue and played with it a little bit before I got off the counter for him to fuck me. He shoved his cock inside my cunt and I was soaked. Each thrust was like it opened up a water balloon bit by bit until I came all over his cock. That drove him wild and he began thrusting harder and faster. Holy shit he fucks me good, and his cock gets in there really deep. It was like it found a whole new dimension inside my cunt, and he fucked it good until he exploded all over my inner universe. We pulled up our pants, and hugged to say goodbye. Once he left and I started going about my business, his cum began squirting out to the point I felt like I was going to piss, but that got me so horny that I went in my room and jerked off with his cum and some of my piss. I cleaned up the pissyness and resumed my household chores.
3:30pm Redditor, new guy. He had a decent texting vibe and seemed pretty chill, so I was looking forward to his arrival. His truck broke down at the gas station right near my house, so I suggested he let it sit for a few minutes. I figured if it needed to sit, which they usually do, then he could use that time wisely and dump a load, so he’d go back to his truck with a clear mind in case it wasn’t just as simple as letting it sit. So, he walked over and immediately shoved his face into my asshole. Not just his face either, but his entire tongue was inside my asshole and he was fucking it. I about came right then, but he started jerking my teeny cock and I about lost it. He felt so good. His hands were cold, but the way he touched me was gentle and confident. It was like velvet on my skin and I wanted more. I was close to cumming when he stood up and slid his cock into my wet cunt and in no time I was cumming on his cock. His pace was perfect, his cock felt just right thrusting with the perfect depth and force, then he exploded…and it was no small load either…all over my insides. We texted afterwards and agreed we liked the vibe and was down to hang out, benefits and all.
6:30pm Fwb from Grindr…we hadn’t fucked in a while, so when he hit me up to dump a load I was pretty stoked. When he got here, he barely had to jerk off or finger me to get ready. He stuck his cock deep inside, like all the way to the hilt, and each thrust was the entire length of his BWC. Thrusting deeeeeeep inside each time. I came pretty quick and the orgasam didn’t want to stop but I forced my cunt open to allow his cock to slide easier. Fuck if he didn’t cum about thirty seconds later, and boy did that shit feel good. His cock throbbed as the cum shot into my cunt, coating my insides.
Around 2:45 a new Redditor showed up cocked and loaded. When he entered he immediately shoved his face into my ass and ate it real good while he played with my teeny cock. That was the only good thing about the whole experience. He reeked of cigarettes, which turned my stomach and it took a lot to not vomit. He pressed himself into me as he groped my tits, forcing that stench into my nostrils. When he entered me, it felt okay. The girth was a little smaller than my hole and his length was a little short, but I’ve had great orgasams from smaller so I crossed my fingers and hoped I’d at least get off. He couldn’t keep a steady pace and kept stopping to grind his small cock into me…which didn’t help it get deeper honestly. Then he pushed me down onto my knees, which hurt, and after a few minutes pushed me down to the floor and was lying on top of me while he fucked me. It was the most uncomfortable experience I’ve had in a long time, and I let him know afterwards too. When he laid down on me, the stench of cigarettes got into my shirt and it stayed with me for hours after he left. It got into my skin a little bit too. If it weren’t 3am when he left, I’d have showered but I was so tired and pissed off all I wanted to do was go to bed and forget about the whole ordeal. When I asked him why he thought it was okay to push me down and do what *he* wanted, he told me that he thought it was selfish to not push me down and fuck me like that. If he had been in front of me when he said that, I’d have punched him square in the face. That’s bordering on rape, in my eyes. He did things to me that I didn’t ask for or want. He read my post, saw exactly what I expect and how it should go down, and decided he was going to do what he wanted with MY body. The moment he took matters into his own hands, everything changed and it became a situation that I did’nt consent to. If that’s not rape, I don’t know what is.
What started off as a great day, ended in something that I wouldn’t wish on my most hated enemy. I am beside myself. If anyone comes at me and says that I asked for it or anything along those lines, I will report you for harassment and threatening behavior. What he did was not cool, and in no way did I ask for that.
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[Group] Getting ran through by 3 men Part 2
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Some of you asked if my three housemates (all 19M) from Part 1 ever ‘gangbanged’ me (19F) together. This did trigger a memory, and TBH, it wasn’t an entirely pleasant one. The answer is yes, but only once. Although I had a sexual relationship with the three guys I lived with, this will sound strange when I say it was almost like having a monogamous relationship with each of them. We were like an extended family with me as the wife and, at times, mother; however, when sex happened, it was always in my bedroom with just one of them at a time, just one.
Now to the question. I stayed in the house over the summer as the three guys went home and to various parts of the world. My family home was on a rough neighborhood in a small three-bedroomed house where I shared a bedroom with my sister. When Simon asked if I wanted to stay in his five-bedroom detached house on its grounds and within walking distance of the city center, I said a big fat YES. My family did visit for a week that summer, and we had a lovely time.
When the guys got back in late September, ready for the new academic year, I was extremely pleased to see them, despite having hooked up with several guys over the summer. I did, in a way, love my three men. They arrived on a Saturday, and when unpacked, we all went to a restaurant in the evening to celebrate our reunion. We had a great night which ended with a mini pub crawl. In the taxi going back home, the touching started. Hands grabbing boobs and up my skirt, it was all good-natured, I knew the driver was looking.
The feeding frenzy began as soon as we were back in the lounge. None of the guys had seen action over the summer and were even hungrier than I was. Within minutes of returning home, I was naked, with all three touching, sucking, and caressing me. I do recall two of them sucking on my breasts as the third sucked on my clit; that was an incredible feeling that I can still feel today.
On the weekend sex sessions, I always had a chance to clean up and recover between fucks, but not this night. I was fucked for over an hour by all three of them. Honestly, it was a little overwhelming, both physically and mentally. Also, I felt very exposed as I was the only one naked; the guys kept T-Shirts and shirts on. Due to the length of time without sex, it was all very fast and furious, and I think they wanted to impress each other with how fast they could go without cumming.
Unfortunately, I was quickly sobering up and sore by the end of the encounter. Sadly, this was the only time I didn’t feel respected; they were usually lovely and treated me like a princess. We all knew I was being used and paid for sex; however, I could always say no, although I rarely did. This one experience, though, I felt like a whore, and I didn’t like it.
When I remember that night, it was just cock after cock. The smell and taste of semen were overpowering. I considered moving out over the next few days as I felt terrible. The next morning, I even had to wear sanitary protection due to some unpleasant discharges, and down there felt raw. My nipples were also sore, and I had love bites all over my breasts and thighs. They had acted like animals. The guys knew I wasn’t happy; they apologized as things had got out of hand. A few days later, they collectively bought me a fancy watch, I found the receipt, and they had paid over $3000 for it. So, not a pleasant experience in what otherwise was a super happy time in my life.
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BJ in the window, neighbor watches
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About a week ago, my wife and I (mid 30s) were relaxing in our living room. She then asked me, "want a BJ?".. so of course I said yes. She is sitting on our couch that faces our rear sliding doors. These doors also face our rear neighbor who tends to glance over most nights. I was horny so I didn't think much about being in the window
We are mid BJ and my cock is directly in the window with the light on. Well... The neighbor (50s f) opens her back door and is in direct view of me getting a BJ. She doesn't initially see but then naturally glances over. Well she stops and sees that I'm getting some head. This is all not intentional but we keep going even tho we both know she is watching us.
I look at the neighbor and she then retreats back inside. I'm now extremely horny since we were caught. I then see her blinds move just a little bit. It's obvious she is still watching. I then cum and we continue to go about our business.
She acts like we don't know when she looks but she is more obvious then she thinks.
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[F/d] My dad spanked me and it was VERY hot - Update 3
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Hello. As people who have been following my journey so far may have noticed, my last update was deleted. Supposedly it was for depiction of non-consensual acts, but I am not really sure what that was referring to.
Anyway, I won't argue about that. Long story short though, I had a discussion with my dad in which I found out he was genuinely into spanking as a fetish. He also gave me a pretty good spanking with his belt that I absolutely loved.
Moving on to more recent events, we had another discussion about where all this stuff is going. I made it clear that while this is sexually arousing for me, I don't really want actual sex, just spanking. He said he could happily agree to that.
He told me that if I feel like I want to be spanked by him again, I should feel free to ask him for it.
That didn't really sit right with me though. I explained that I wanted it to be for real, meaning it's his decision when and how he does it. He clarified that I was giving him carte blanche to spank me whenever he felt like it. I confirmed that this is exactly what I wanted. He took that as an invitation to pull me down across his lap and then pull my shorts and panties down. He spanked me some as we talked. It was probably more rubbing my butt than slapping it, but it was still really nice.
He asked me if there was anything in particular I wanted to try. I told him I have a really big fascination with those big school style wooden paddles. I told him I would like to get it really hard with one of those. He told me I would regret it but he would be willing to help me get a taste for what that's like. He said I should look online and find the sort of paddle I'm wanting to have used on me and he would buy it for me.
Up to this point, he had just sort of casually been slapping my butt while talking to me, but then he started spanking me noticeably harder, and that was making me even more turned on. When it got to the point where I was grunting in pain, he decided that was enough for now. I told him I could take a lot more than that, but he said he wants to give me something to look forward to and he promised he had something more satisfying that this planned.
I'm really looking forward to seeing where this leads next.
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how i lost my gf [21] to a guy [M30] who cucked me [T22] and made me his gf [tg, femdom, wifesharing]
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i get A TON of questions about becoming more fem and my overall journey. i got to where i am by finally accepting my little clit meant my purpose was to be a cumdump after getting locked up, cucked, and watching my gf get gangbanged.
warning! this is not some cosplay bs, this is my actual life. so obviously, all this stuff can actually happen. i'm sharing this for two reasons: if you have any masculinity left and wanna keep it, this is a cautionary tale of how to not wind up like me. if you are trying to lose it, this is a great example to follow.
a few years ago my gf hinted that she had fantasies about being with two guys at once. we just finished college early and were both pretty adventurous so i thought it would be worth a try. there was a guy i played with when we were younger. i sent him pics of her and asked if he'd be interested. he was, but said he'd only do it if i looked feminine too. he was always bigger than me when we were younger so it kinda made sense. he asked for her number to send some pics and i gave it to him. the next time i saw my gf she was really excited to pick a date.
i shaved everything and got a wig, bra, heels, thong, skirt, and some accessories. we got a hotel room and my gf did my makeup. we met in the lobby and i was surprised at how big he had gotten. at six-foot something with a wide muscular build he was much larger than my gf and i. he took turns groping us on the way to the room. my gf seemed to like it and encouraged him by hiking up her skirt, and i did the same. when we got to the room he suggested it would be better if i put on a chastity cage. i actually bought one because i thought it would help with hiding everything in my skirt. my gf said she didn't mind if i started off locked until she felt ready for both of us.
she climbed on top of him and started riding. she immediately got super creamy. i was really confused and actually thought he came early. before that day i only saw stuff like how he was fucking her in porn. he pulled her hair, spanked her, choked her, and threw her around like a ragdoll. i kept expecting her to say our safeword but she just moaned while her stretched out pussy gushed all over his thick cock.
after a bit i asked if i could join but she said she wasn't ready yet. i waited a few more minutes and got the same answer... after the third time i finally understood she was denying me because she didn't think i'd have much to add. they fucked for hours and hours and finally he held down her head and came down her throat. i was blown away because she never swallowed my cum and said she didn't like deepthroating.
after they were done, the guy playfully asked my gf if he should give back the key. she smiled and said yes. i unlocked myself to find that i'd leaked through my panties but was too tired and confused to get hard. my gf fell asleep cuddling on his chest and i slept next to them. after he left in the morning my gf and i got breakfast but didn't really talk much about the night. the video is on my profile (on the left is what happened that night; on the right is how bored my gf was with my little dick.)
everything changed after that night. our sex got a lot kinkier and my gf kept asking me for bigger dildos and to be rougher with her. she wanted to do more group sex. i wasn't comfortable with it at first but eventually agreed. we went to a swingers party and it was chill for a while. some guys introduced themselves to us and told us they were interested before moving on. then i went to the bathroom. when i got back i didn't see my gf and asked a couple we met earlier where she was. they pointed to the back of the room.
my gf was in a gated area at the back of the party getting spitroasted by two of the guys we just met. she was loving it, throwing her ass back hard and gagging on their huge black cocks. the men were almost twice our age. there were three more guys just like them standing around her stroking their long dicks and encouraging her. my little cock shrank close to my body and i felt sick. but, we didn't talk about boundaries beforehand so i felt like it would be rude or even impossible to interrupt. i went to the other side of the room and looked at my phone, pretending i couldn't hear how wet she was and the groans the men made as they came. she literally limped over an hour later dazed and giddy. when i asked her for details she could only remember one name from all the guys who fucked her.
she was still cockdrunk when another couple approached us and the girl asked our permission for my gf to suck her bf's cock with her. i thought i could join in later so i said yes. while they were blowing him i started stroking and asked if they wanted to share my dick. the girl said no. i kept stroking as they both sucked her bf until he came all over their face and tits. they made out with his cum and my gf thanked both of them. when i asked her to finish me she said she was too tired from the rest of the night. i decided it was time to leave.
the next day i told her i felt weird about the night before and didn't want to do any more group stuff. she was really apologetic and nice about it and things went back to normal for a bit. but after a month she became totally disinterested in vanilla sex and could only get wet enough for me fuck her if she was watching porn, which almost always featured at least two guys with huge dicks. we lasted a few more months until she broke up with me. she said it was for something unrelated but i felt like that night was when it all started.
after she dumped me i hit up the guy from our "threesome". i felt worthless and wanted to be used by him the way he used her. i didn't know if he'd be in to me alone but he invited me over on the same condition: that i come to his door completely feminized and locked up. i showed up in a miniskirt that covered about 1/3 of my ass with a huge jewel buttplug already stretching me out.
he didn't waste any time getting me on my knees and fucking my throat just like my ex. instead of cumming there, he threw me onto his bed and pounded my ass from behind. when i couldn't stay up anymore he creampied me while i was lying on tummy. i fell in love with the feeling and held his cum in for as long as i could before it oozed onto the sheets.
fast forward a few years and i'm still a regular cumdump for the same guy. he has girlfriends that come and go but whenever he wants to treat someone like he did my gf i show up in my sluttiest outfit ready for him to fuck my brains out. i'm locked up almost all the time because has the key. i became more feminine in and out of the bedroom and started to transition a few months ago. and the best part is i've been taking more videos, so expect to see a lot more soon 🥰
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My dream roommate
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In a few months, I (F) might need to begin my search for a new roommate. My current roommate is nice enough: She keeps to herself; I do the same. There is never any drama or conflict. It’s a working relationship between us. Honestly, though, I want more.
I have this reoccurring fantasy where my new roommate(M) and I are just hanging on the living room couch. We are talking, laughing, and having a good time together with maybe a few drinks involved. As we make jokes and enjoy each other’s company, we slowly inch toward the other. He puts his hand on my thigh, and I just ignore it. With his hand slowly inching up my thigh, I encourage it by slightly opening my legs, signaling him to go higher.
Our laughter slows down as the air grows more intense and fills with lust. His fingers are now inches away from my pussy and my heart starts racing.
“Is this okay?” My roommate asks. He knows my boyfriend and I are open but at this point, we’ve never done anything alone. We were both nervous.
I nod my head, yes, but he stops me.
“No. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
His sudden change in tone turned me on, and I did as he said with perfect obedience. “I want you to fuck me.”
With that, he grabbed my very wet pussy and began rubbing it as he kissed me. I felt him holding back so I asked him not to. “Promise me you won’t hold back on me. I want to feel everything.” After saying this, He smirked and began fingering my pussy harder.
“Your boyfriend did say you like things rough.” With one hand he is choking me and with the other, he is slamming his fingers inside of me. Starting with two fingers at first, I feel him gradually adding two more inside of me. Even though I was starting to feel so stretched out, I knew I wanted, no, needed more.
After a few minutes of fingering, he pushed me down to his cock, and I happily obliged. I got on my knees in front of him as he was still sitting on the couch. I saw his imprint in his pants and I already knew he was bigger than my boyfriend. He pulled down his pants and my mouth went agape at how much bigger he was. He had to be at least doubled my boyfriend’s width and an inch longer.
I immediately started going down on his cock. Starting at his tip, I wrap my mouth around him, slowly going down his shaft. I would continue going down his cock at this pace until I feel myself close to the base. I briefly pull back to breathe but go back down on his cock. Faster, this time. Sloppier too. As I feel my pre-cum mixed saliva running down my chest, I thrust my head into him, deepthroating him. He moans as my throat wraps around his cock.
I suddenly feel their hands against my head, and he begins rocking my head back and forth on his cock. As he pushes his large cock goes deeper into my throat, I feel myself gagging. I try to pull back, but he keeps my head in place. After a few seconds, he lets me breathe. He continues this motion as more saliva runs down my chin and my eyes begin to water.
“Mmm, you’re such a slut. I bet you loved getting dirty for me.” He says.
I shake my head yes and smile “Yeah, I love it. Make me your dirty slut.”
He smirks at me and slaps my face “Mmm, maybe I will. I do know how you like things rough.” He stands up and pulls me up with him. I felt his cock against my stomach, and I knew it had to be one of the biggest I’d seen. “Be a good girl and turn around for me.” He whispers.
I turn around with my ass facing him. He slaps it almost immediately, the sound echoing throughout the empty home. I feel his tip rub against my lips, eventually sliding into my slit, but not penetrating. His teasing was only turning me on more. All I wanted was the big cock inside of me.
When he finally entered, it was slow, but I felt myself stretching almost to the max. “Mm Olive, you’re so tight.” I laugh because that is something I rarely hear from my boyfriend. As he was entering me, I felt him hit my cervix. He couldn’t even fit his entire cock inside of me.
“Fuck, you’re so tight” He grabbed me by my waist and started fucking me harder. I began to see my cream dripping down on the couch. As he continues to slam into my pussy, I felt close.
“Mmm, I might squirt.” I moaned.
“Mmm squirt for me baby, squirt all over this cock baby.” I instantly squirt all over him and the floor. “You’re such a dirty slut.’ He says as he keeps pounding into my pussy. I feel him pick up the pace, going harder into my pussy. He, then, grabs me by the neck and keeps going at his fast pace.
“I bet you like that, huh? Tell me you like this cock fucking you.” He says.
I immediately respond “I love your big cock fucking my tight wet pussy”
“Good girl,” he says as he pins me down on the couch and fucks me even harder. I can feel his cock spasming inside of me. “Fuck I’m going to cum, Olive.”
“Mmm cum in me, I want your cum filling me up.”
After a few more pumps, I feel his cock spasming inside of me. He pulls his cock out of me and we cuddle. Eventually, we get up and clean up our mess. Both of us are still in shock from what happened, but neither of us regrets it. We got ready for bed but before he turned off his lights, I asked “Hey can we sleep together tonight?”
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Seducing Sara (first time couple swap) [M29, F25, M42, F37]
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*(New poster here. Weirder and wilder things coming, but I wanted to try my hand at a "first time swinging" story. If you liked it, let me know)*
Four flutes of champagne met with an audible ring that lasted until the group had leaned back into their wicker patio chairs. Ahead of them, the blue haze flushed pink and gold with the setting sun. A soft breeze was already cooling their faces after the day's activity.
Sara and Tom's eyes met with a warm smile as they each took a sip. Tom was the boss of her boyfriend, James, and he and his wife Melanie were visibly older than the pair. At 25, she'd place them somewhere in the 30s-40s overlap, with her possibly being a little younger. James wasn't much more her senior at 29, and it had been daunting for both of them for his superior at work to invite them for, as they put it, a “get to know you” day. James had jokingly referred to it as “team building” at the start of their long hike through the hills, which Tom and Melanie had been quick to shut down. “We like you”, Tom had said. “You feel like friends.”
As the laughter and chatter carried on, Sara and James were feeling the friendship, too. It had been an amazing hike; sweaty and sun-beaten, with twists and turns and sightings of birds of prey. There had been a moment when Sara and Tom had been getting better acquainted, and their lovers had disappeared from view up ahead, putting Sara on guard. But Tom, all six broad feet of him, had shown nothing but gentlemanly warmth.
Back home, it was showers, and then out of the hiking shorts and t-shirts, and into the evening wear they'd been advised to bring. Tom and James looked handsome as ever in their button-down linens, their hair similar hues of soft brown, James' slightly messy, Tom's trim and proper. “Mel, your dress is fantastic” - somehow it felt safe for James to pass this kind of comment. It was fantastic – a brilliant orange midi, her curves blatant as the breeze plastered it to her figure. “That's okay to say, right?” He looked suddenly nervous, and the group shared a collective giggle. “Of course”, Melanie grinned. “You two are looking gorgeous yourselves. You landed such a little hottie, James.”
Sara giggled into her champagne and straightened up in her seat for a moment to model the dusk-blue sundress she'd chosen, her figure svelte next to Melanie's curvature, her black fluffy bob almost sensible beside that free, flowing golden hair. Sara stood at a lean 5'5, her breasts small enough that she could forego a bra when dressing up, and the beautiful creases of her shoulders and upper back went uninterrupted in the fading light. But another breeze blew Melanie's dress against her body, making it very apparent that she had gone without underwear for the evening, those ripe breasts falling lazily outward as she eased back against the wicker. Sara looked at James, already knowing where his gaze would have gone.
“Yeah, I guess so” James grinned. “You guess so?” Melanie balked. “It was the first thing Tom said to me when we came to pick you up. We've both got a little crush on your girl.” The four shared an embarrassed laugh again, but through the laughter, Tom and Sara's eyes met once more. Not even James had looked at her like that before, and she shrank a little, wondering what was in his head, if it had been a mistake to show herself off like that.
The chatter continued to the bottom of the bottle, and Tom invited James inside to select a dram from his single malt collection. As they both savoured the fumes, Tom took a moment to revisit their earlier candour.
“She really is gorgeous, man. You've done so well, there.” James blushed and took another little pull of whisky. “Thanks... I think.” They both chuckled a little. “Yeah, Melanie's beautiful as well. How long have you two been together?”
“Ten years this June. You?”
“Three. You got us beat. We're very happy still.”
“Is it all still... exciting?”
James laughed, again. “I think I know what you mean... um. Is it okay if I don't answer that? I mean, yeah, we're very happy, but you know...”
“Sure, I get it” Tom smirked. “Uh, but... Melanie might be asking Sara similar questions right now.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, she's... sometimes when we meet the right people, we like to, you know, invite them in.”
James stared into his glass, stunned. He was protective of Sara to a fault. He had been a pillar of support through her experience of being harassed at work. They were just starting to move past it, and here she was being objectified and lusted after by his own seniors.
“You're not into it?”
“No, I don't think I am.” James mumbled. “Sorry. Is that gonna... ruin your whole evening?”
“No, no, not at all” Tom said. “I'm sorry to put you on the spot. I'm sure Sara feels the same as you. Is it okay if we draw a line under it? Just forget about it?”
“...Sure”. James allowed his glass to be topped up, suddenly eager to get back outside and put the brakes on whatever parallel discourse Melanie and Sara were having.
And on the patio, there was another uncomfortable silence waiting, Sara staring nervously into her glass, Melanie wearing a faded smile. Tom gave her a shake of the head as he came through the double doors, and James and Melanie fell immediately into a protective hand-hold.
“It's a no, huh?” Melanie wore a slightly disappointed smile. “That's okay, guys, we get it. We still had a lovely day with you, and we really want this evening to be nice for all of us.”
Sara relaxed her shoulders a little. “It's okay, we both get it, I'm sure, it's just not something we've ever talked about... I don't think we could do something like that spontaneously.” She paused. “Not that you're both anything other than lovely, I'm sure... we could do worse”.
Tom raised his glass curtly. “Cheers to that.”
The young lovers squeezed hands, feeling already more at ease again as their hosts took the pressure off. James nervously offered a follow-up. “How often do you do things like that?”
“Um... not as often as we'd like” Melanie answered, with Tom nodding slowly. “It's about finding the time, and the right people, the chemistry...”
“It's been about a year” said Tom, matter-of-factly. “We used to get together with another married couple about the same age as us quite regularly, but they moved away.”
Sara took another pull from her glass, and glanced her eyes over their hosts' bodies again. Each of them bigger, taller, older; more confident and powerful. It was daunting, what they must have had in mind for the two of them. “What do you like about it? I mean, everyone's thought about it...” she glanced at James, realising what she'd just said. “Right?” “Oh... I mean, yeah” he shot her a look of surprise. “But like, there's that, and there's the reality...”
“OK, so...” Melanie paused, thoughtfully, grinning a little at the nervous curiosity on display. “What I like is... new people, new bodies... I like to see this guy enjoying some beautiful other woman...” “I like seeing people enjoy her” Tom interjected. “There's nothing like the feeling of being immersed in someone else's lover while watching theirs revel in yours.”
Sara shifted in her chair just a little, the image flashing through her mind for a moment. She looked at Tom again. He was twice James's size. She was so conscious of the bareness of her shoulders. Tom still had that look in his eye.
James nodded a little. “I just don't know if I could handle the jealousy. I get very protective of Sara.” “I used to feel that way too” said Tom, “and then I found out that... okay, I'm not saying this to try and persuade you of anything, but for me, that feeling is part of the thrill.”
“Like it feels wrong, but you're letting it happen anyway?” Sara met Tom's eyes again, and held his gaze. “Exactly. Knowing you could stop it at any time, and you're choosing not to.” She shifted in her seat a little more, not leaving his gaze, and so conscious that James was looking at her with his typical guarded nervousness.
Melanie gave Tom a knowing smirk. “Guys, I'll tell you what, I'm going to make a suggestion, and if you don't like it, we can lay this subject to rest and play Scrabble or something, deal?”
“O...kay” James said, sensing quiet agreement from Sara.
“I'd love to just kiss my husband for a while. I'd like to invite you two to see that. You don't have to do anything, if you want to kiss each other, you go for it, but I'd love to just let you watch us make out for a little bit. Sound fun?”
“What do you think?” James squeezed his girlfriend's hand.
“I don't... mind” Sara said, quietly. “It couldn't hurt to just watch.”
“OK, sure, you do your thing.”
“We'll go inside” Melanie took her husband's hand and walked through the patio doors to the sofa. “You can leave those open, the breeze is nice.”
As James and Sara took their seat on the adjoining sofa, the hosts were already embraced, looking into one another's eyes with loving smiles, their lips meeting in tender, gentle kisses. Tom held his wife at the waist, his fingers brushing the small of her back while she cradled his jaw. The look of adoration between them permeated every kiss. The young lovers held hands and took in the energy of the scene before them, lips and tongues connecting with soft, sensual wetness, their bodies stirring in one another's arms. It was a display of unrestrained affection. James tried to control his breathing, but among the sound of smacking lips and Melanie's teasing moans, he could clearly hear the sound of Sara drawing air in long, deep breaths.
Melanie's palm slid down Tom's chest, finding his groin. Kissing him more urgently, more hungrily, hunching at the shoulders, she caressed it up and down, probing its mass through his trousers. She turned back to their guests and offered an obscene smile. “I can't keep my hands off him, sorry.”
“That's okay” Sara returned the smile, instinctively. It's very hard not to smile back, when someone smiles at you.
“He's so fucking hard.”
“Well... of course he is.” Neither James nor Sara was ready to admit it, but arousal had taken hold.
“You can come and feel how hard he is, if you want.”
Sara turned her head a little too swiftly to James, her eyes scanning his face, nervously seeking refusal. Refusal that she no longer felt inclined to give on her own behalf.
“Up to you babe.” James sounded as uncertain as she looked. She rose slowly from her seat, leaving his hand behind, and sat down to the right of Tom, opposite Melanie. He turned to face her, opening his knee out for her to reach in. She kept her eyes trained on Melanie's seductive smile, until her fingers made contact with his trousers, then her whole hand, feeling it beneath her fingers and palms, and then caressing in the same manner that Melanie had. Her eyes fell to stare at the bulge, eyelids half closed, mouth half open in an instinctive, imperceptible snarl of arousal.
“He's... very hard, yes.”
Her fingers continued to move over the fabric, feeling the outline of his cock. She felt a strong twitch, then another, gasping slightly at each.
“It's moving...”
“He does that when he gets really excited.”
“It's true” Tom murmured, his face hovering close to Sara's. “It's you. You're doing that.”
She kept caressing the twitching, hardened mass beneath his trousers, glancing at his longing expression, at Melanie's smile as she stroked his shoulders and chest. Knowing what would come next if she gave in any further. Feeling James's eyes on all three of them, wondering why he hadn't said anything. She locked eyes with him again. That look, that expression of deep want, that she now returned, gazing at his handsome, subtly time-weathered face, wanting his lips. Their faces wavered close to one another for a while, searching for certainty, each waiting for the other to move, her hand grasping and stroking at his cock all the while, until she fell forward just an inch, meeting him in a kiss that swiftly turned into several. Slow, lingering kisses, replete with miniscule moans of surprise at herself, her chest filling with exhilarated warmth as he sighed deeply into her mouth.
James breathed heavily, watching his girlfriend sink into his boss, unable to find the words or the will to stop the show. He glanced at Melanie, and found her already staring back at him, that knowing grin plastered across her lips. Without taking her eyes off him, she reached for her husband's waistband, and unbuttoned his trousers, peeling the fabric aside and reaching in, tucking his boxers under his balls and allowing Sara to grasp his cock. And as she took hold of his warm, hard flesh, she and he both inhaled with sudden and invigorated passion. James could see from across the room that Tom was larger than him in every respect – his cock was long, and thick, and Sara pulled away from their kiss, mouth open in shock, to stare down at the thing she was irresistibly squeezing and massaging. Looking back to James didn't seem like an option – she didn't want to let go, to stop, or to face the shame of his shocked expression.
“You're... so... big.” She managed the words between excited gasps. Tom was squirming, thrusting into her strokes, meeting her rhythm. “It's all yours” Melanie purred, lifting herself up off the sofa as Sara began tugging more urgently on the hard prick in her grip, sinking back into their kiss with wet longing, their tongues smothered together, their bodies pressed tightly against one another, him slouched into the sofa, her curled up on his shoulder.
Melanie stood over James, who was now visibly hard, his trousers bulged in an unmistakable tent. “Feeling left out?” she mewled, not waiting for an answer as she mounted the sofa, planting her knees either side of him, her curves towering above his face, his expression daring her to proceed. She held him at the jaw as she had done her husband, and forced several strong kisses into his mouth, moaning with joy as he pushed hungrily back with his own lips. Her hands slid down to pry his shirt buttons open and fan her fingers out on his chest as their saliva mixed between their slithering tongues, his hands finding the small of her back and dragging his fingertips downward, squeezing her plump buttocks. There was no question that she wasn't wearing any underwear – he dragged the fabric of her dress upwards until he could slide a hand under and grasp her bare skin, her soft, round ass wriggling in his grip. She half-moaned, half-giggled through their incessant kissing, sinking her hips down further to grind against his erection, smearing her wetness into his trousers, her pussy rubbing the length of his excited cock.
Behind them, Sara had allowed Tom to peel her dress up, and it had fallen on the arm of the sofa along with her panties. Had James been in a position to look past Melanie, he would have seen his girlfriend, fully nude, stretched out with her head nuzzled into his boss's shoulder, letting out long, uncontrollable moans into his ear. Tom now lay naked too, his clothes underneath him where he'd shrugged them off, cradling her petite body in his thick right arm, his left hand rubbing her clit in long, controlled circles. As she squirmed against his grip, one leg leaned out to open herself up, she had grasped his cock once more, and they moaned together, admiring and pleasuring one another's bodies, her feeling both safe and yet vulnerable in his embrace. Her pussy soaked his fingertips; sticky, pungent precum smeared all over hers. The smell of their arousal mixed with their sweat. He rested the ball of his thumb on her clit and continued the methodical rubbing, sliding a finger inside her, causing her to moan more loudly and bury her face in his neck as he worked eagerly at her warm, wet pussy.
Melanie, too, peeled her dress over her head, and Sara watched longingly as her curves revealed themselves, her ample backside squirming and wriggling in her boyfriend's lap. As her round, heavy breasts spilled out of her dress, he lunged forward, cradling the middle of her back with both hands and sucking her nipples, her head tilted straight down to watch him smother them wetly with his mouth. She leaned in further, grinding her pussy against his trousers still, smothering him in turn, revelling in his worship of her curves. She ran her fingers through his hair and groaned with gratitude.
Melanie leaned back a little, reaching down to unzip James's trousers and pull his erection free, a long string of precum sticking to her wrist. She pumped it aggressively, watching his back arch, his moans of approval undeniable. He was hard, twitching and throbbing in her grasp, veins glistening on the surface of his cock. She slid down to the floor, kneeling between his legs, drawing spit into the front of her mouth and letting it fall onto the head and shaft as she parted her lips and slid them down his length, all of it disappearing into her throat. He closed his eyes and moaned as she worked her head up and down his prick, drenching it in drool, swallowing his precum and staring up at the contorted look of pleasure on his face. She pulled back, drew breath, and gasped “god, James, I could suck you for hours.”
He opened his eyes at the remark and looked down to see her sink her lips back onto his shimmering, drenched cock, soaked in drool and smeared with lipstick, her face flushed red. As he moved his hips in time with her head, the slurping and smacking sounds filling the air, he looked past her to see a mirror image: Sara slouched on the sofa, her knees wide, leering unabashedly down at Tom, whose hair she was caressing and grasping at in involuntary spasms of ecstasy as he tasted her glistening pink cunt. He had two fingers inside her, twisting and fucking, his lips clamped over her clit, sucking it into his mouth and lapping at it with his tongue. She rolled her hips forward to meet his hypnotic gnawing and fingering, no longer moaning out loud but sighing heavily, cooing, staring down at him with grateful awe.
She looked up at James, and the two finally reconciled across the room with embarrassed smiles, gasping sensually at each other as their hosts worshipped them between their legs.
“Are you okay?” Sara nodded gleefully, screwing her eyes shut as a wave of pleasure overtook her momentarily. “Uhuh... are you?” He nodded in return. “They got us.” Tom and Melanie both let out muffled cackles.
“James... can I please have his cock?” Melanie let out a long, deep, approving moan through James's shaft, urging him to approve the request.
“I think you need it.”
Melanie stood up, a long string of drool falling from her lips and down his balls. She offered James her hand. “Come and fuck me next to your pretty girlfriend.”
As they approached, Tom was already getting in position, rearing up over Sara's recumbent figure, her pale skin glistening with beads of sweat and blushing pink. She held her legs wide, her pussy swollen, pink, coated in his spit and her juices, beads of moisture sitting on top of her pubic hair, ready. She shared a smile with Melanie, who had crawled up on the sofa on all fours next to them, proffering her backside to James. “I want to see you take my husband's cock so badly” she whispered. Sara nodded, the smile affixed to her lips. “I want you to make my boyfrien--”
Sara's eyes and mouth widened as her lungs filled with air. Tom's cock descended into her, her pussy enveloping his girth, squeezing him tight as he thrusted deeper. Her brow furrowed and her eyes darted madly between the three others, all of whom were staring down at her. Her lip quivered, her mouth would not close. His first long thrust came to an end, and the tension in her body gave way to a breathy squeal.
“F... fuck.”
“James” Tom murmured, drawing his cock back out before sliding it back in in another long, measured stroke. “Your girlfriend is fucking tight.” Sara turned bright red and clamped both hands over her mouth with embarrassment. “Oh my god” her words were muffled. “Fuck fuck fuck...” in another involuntary move, she reached down and dragged her fingernails down his hips. “James he's so fucking big, oh my god” - another breathy squeal. Tom sank deeper this time, and her eyes rolled back, she threw her hands down into the sofa cushions and groaned deeply, desperately trying to acclimate to his cock.
“You like my husband's big cock?” - another squeal, this time tinged with glee, frantic nodding of the head.
“You want to see your boyfriend fuck me now?”
“Y...es, yes, yes.”
Melanie moaned deeply as James filled her, her back arched, knees wide, her head rested against her folded elbows on the back of the sofa. Her blonde hair fell about her shoulders and swung back and forth as he fucked hard. While Tom introduced Sara to his daunting girth one careful thrust at a time, Melanie was ready for all of James. Her thick, round buttocks rippled and shook as his hips slammed into hers, and he gripped her hips, pulling her back onto him. She reared her head up and moaned happily, over and over, wailing his name: “fuck me, James, fuck me fuck me fuck me.”
Tom had picked up speed now, Sara having finally relaxed around him, her pussy gratefully claiming his cock with each thrust. She wrapped her legs round Tom's waist and pulled him in close, kissing him thirstily, passionately, both of them moaning into each other's mouths as their bodies pressed tightly together, embracing one another at the shoulders. She felt his large, imposing body all around her, inside her, and let out shameless wails and squeals of pleasure, incoherent affirmations that he should fuck her deeper, harder. She sank deep into the sofa, clinging to him from below with all four limbs.
Next to them, Melanie was rubbing her clit with aggressive speed, groaning her demands to be fucked as hard as James could manage. Her voice had become deeper, animalistic, her breasts swaying as she took the pounding she'd been craving. After one long, guttural moan, her words slurring together, she growled “I'm going to cum all over your boyfriend's cock.” As soon as she'd said it, Sara had reached out and clasped her hand tight, and she clung back, squeezing as her body began to seize, and buck. She expressed long, deep wails, lurching forward until James slid out of her, as she shuddered and writhed and moaned into the sofa cushions next to the entanglement of bodies. Tom and Sara stopped fucking entirely to witness her orgasm; her eyes unfocused, her sounds utterly impulsive.
She rolled over and cradled Sara's head, and they laughed together, sharing a few happy kisses. “I didn't know if you liked girls” breathed Melanie. “We could have done more.”
“You look so beautiful when you cum” whispered Sara, her face bright pink.
“I want to see yours, too.”
There were murmurs of assent from the men. Tom began his thrusts once more, but upright, to allow Melanie space to touch her. “Can you cum with him inside you?” “I... think... so...” came the answer, interrupted by gasps as Tom's size overwhelmed her once more. Melanie began stroking Sara's clit with her fingertips in similar, firm circles to those Tom had done earlier, kissing her softly on her lips, cheeks, neck, and seeking assurances that she was touching her in the right way. Sara arched and moaned loudly as all the attention in the room focused on her pussy. James was standing over her, stroking his cock at the sight of the older couple devoting themselves to his girlfriend's pleasure. As each surge brought her closer, she arched dramatically off the sofa, her back making a delicious curve, her ribs straining against her skin, her navel reaching up towards the ceiling.
“Are you going to cum on me?” It was directed at James – she had always loved this from him – but both men took heed of the instruction, James rubbing his cock intently, Tom pleasuring himself methodically with the tightness of her pussy.
“I'm... close...” and shortly after she uttered the words, James shuddered to climax above her, several silky ropes of semen falling across her breasts. As she took in the sight of her beloved's cock pumping cum onto her skin, her own orgasm took hold, and every muscle in her body tightened, her eyes screwed shut, an unabated scream pushed through clenched teeth. She arched and shivered, seizing and relaxing, her vagina clamping tight around Tom's cock as he fucked her faster again, deeper, loud, wet slaps underscoring her screams as he fucked her orgasm into her.
She was still cumming when he pulled his cock free, her cunt open, sore, used. Her back arched up once more in a spasm of pure pleasure as he hunched, and groaned deeply, his enormous cock pumping shot after shot of warm cum over her young, pale skin, mixing with James's and streaming down her belly, pooling in her navel.
Her lips trembling, her eyes wide as the aftershocks continued, she pulled each of them in close for a kiss – first Melanie, then Tom, and finally James. They whispered “I love you” to each other and kissed a little longer, and as the night breeze cooled their bodies they began to laugh, the four of them euphoric at what had transpired and more than a little amused at the mess they'd made. They set about cleaning up, ready to enjoy the rest of the evening together, the four of them glowing with the unusual new friendship they'd forged.
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My best friend went down on me [FF]
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I’m Elin and my best friend is Alice. We're both stunning blondes with perfect butts and sun tanned skin. We're both bisexual but more into men. We always had this sexual chemistry between us. When we are drinking we always end up making out and she loves to give me massages. At the time this happened, we were both in a relationship, but both were allowed to hook up with girls.
So a few years ago we were at this university house party. (There was no covid restrictions in our country) Our evening started with drinking, dancing and taking shots. Then i met this girl who said that she was 100 % straight. I wanted to change that and started making out with her. There i was hooking up this girl who i just met on the couch middle of party and suddenly Alicia grabbed my hand. She pulled me away from this girl. Alicia seemed a little bit jealous and asked me to follow her.
She took me to this empty room and locked the door behind. We both sat on the couch and she got abit closer to me and then she suddenly kissed my chin. She gently moved her hand down my thigh and started gently stroking my thigh. Then she kissed my lips softly. I responded kissing her back hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me wet back as her hands slowly came near my ass. I pulled her towards me until our bodies pressed together. Her ass felt so smooth as i massaged it.
We both undressed each others tops while kissing passionately same time. Then she stood up and took her pants off and looked me into eyes as she peeled the wet panties slowly down past her thighs and completely off. She helped me to undress my pants. Then she took my right nipple in her mouth. Her fingers slid into my clit while her tongue continued to move around my right nipple. She used her index finger to begin a gentle stimulation of my clit. Her fingers slid in and out of my pussy. We pressed our bodies against each other. It felt amazing having my best friend fingering me.
Alicia told me to stand up. She slowly started kiss down my squirming body, down over my smooth flat belly and past my belly button. She went on her knees and placed her face in between my legs, moving her tongue to the pussy. Hands rubbing vigorously at my ass as her tongue worked into my pussy harder and harder. I remember my pussy being so wet that her make up started to fade because of wetness. I was so near getting orgasm, when Alicia stopped licking and asked me to lie down on the couch. She told me to bend over and i obeyed. She placed her hands on my hips and bit my ass. Then she buried her face in my wet pussy. She just kept licking my pussy until someone tried to open the door and she stopped licking. Also alcohol started wear off and i realised that i'm bending over and my best friend is licking my pussy. So we got dressed and continued our evening normally. I was still horny and end of the night i actually went down on that "straight" girl in a toilet. 🤤
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I Let Myself Be Used Like a Slut at a Party Just to Spite Someone [24F]
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I got invited to a house party by a friend I had met at university. She was cool. I got along with her.
"He's a rich dude ... or well a dude with rich parents lol just come it'll be fun. He's pretty cute. Lotta cute guys. Parties get wild."
She'd be the only person I'd know there but sure, why the hell not. Also. I had no idea how fucking wild until I got there. Like even for me.
"Dress fancy" she says
I had bought a bunch of random nonsense from revolve and never worn it. Good time to try one.
As I was admiring my naked body in the mirror - yes I am a narcissist like that - I decided I'd plug up for the party. So I grabbed one of the smaller ones, who knows how long I'll be there. Lubed it. Lubed myself. And popped it in. Put the lube in the purse just in case.
Anyways I select this one shoulder black mini dress to wear. As I'm looking at the final look ... I decide since I'm already bra less ... I might as well go without my thong as well. I reach into my dress and pull it down.
Not going to lie. I honestly debated stuffing my pussy with it but decided against it. That wouldn't end well if things got dry.
My friend shows up at my place, "Damn that's hot" "You're not so bad yourself" and we go together. We're late but I mean what's it matter. We get there and party is fully on.
The host is kinda cute. Okay the host is very cute. OMG he had blue eyes. If I were wearing a thong it would've been literally soaked. I got lost in him for a second or two.
Side note. The place is massive. It's a bloody two floor penthouse suite. Dude with rich ass parents indeed.
Pretty even mix of girls and guys from the looks of it. Maybe a few more girls. More people then I had expected.
I notice a bunch of drugs. I whisper to my friend "I don't do drugs ... you should've told me"
"Oh. Sorry. It's fine no one will pressure you. Everyones cool."
I give her a look
"I'm sorry I didn't know"
I let it go
I go pour myself a drink.
A couple of the guys are already starring. I wave awkwardly at some. They stop starring. Oh well.
One of them can't stop starring. I wave at him too. Big mistake.
He walks over and goes "Do you remember me?"
"Am I supposed to?"
"I've seen you a couple of times..." he says
"Um okay?"
"Yeah you know ... at the hotel ... near the ..."
The realization sets in. He's implying he's seen me professionally. I honestly don't recognize him.
"I ... have no idea what you're talking about ..."
"Don't worry I won't say anything" he says getting my hint
I give him a WTF look "ok"
He tries to chat me up a bit. I ask him what he's doing here. You look a bit older. His younger brother is best friends with the host - he points to his brother, who is much cuter than the douchebag currently talking to me. I ask why doesn't he have his own friends. He says he's only 3 years older they're all good friends. Sure.
Anyways. He obviously wants to fuck me. I rebuff his attempts and move around the condo. The massive fucking condo. The balcony stretched pretty much the entire length of the condo. Good god.
He follows me around.
I eventually get a little frustrated and kinda sorta on purpose yelled "Dude not even if you paid me!"
He left me alone after that. For a while.
I mingle. Drink more. The girls love my outfit. I do my best to hide the fact that I'm not wearing any underwear.
I look out on to the balcony and someone is getting a blowjob. Takes me a bit, but I realize it's my friend on her knees. Great. Great.
Two other people were making out in another corner.
Where the hell did she bring me. I think to myself.
"This is normal" one of the girls says, "don't worry about it" she offered me a pill
I politely declined. She didn't push it.
“Some of us kinda just fuck each other”
Good to know. Yeah. You definitely tell a person before exposing them to this.
"You guys swingers or something?"
“No no nothing like that. Not everyone. Just some of us. Well maybe almost everyone. The couples fuck each other. Sometimes another girl joins them. I mean that's not what these parties are for though. Sometimes we just need to enjoy ourselves a little bit more. No pressure though. You know you’re really hot”
I’m paraphrasing. She could talk. So much talking. She was definitely on something.
My friend eventually came back inside and plopped down beside me with a stupid smile on her face.
"Have fun?"
"Oh yeah"
"You?"
"I guess. You should've told me."
"You're a slut. You said it yourself. Go have fun. Or chill here. Everyones cool. Everyones clean if you're worried."
She pops a pill.
I let it go again. But I’m reevaluating the friendship.
I eventually end up in the kitchen talking with the younger brother - let's call him J - and the host - let's call him K from here on out. All three of us have a buzz going. K in particular.
I get lost in K again. He is very cute. OMG blue eyes *sigh* so pretty.
The client or so he says - let's call him C for cuntbag from now on - enters the kitchen too.
He tries to join in on the conversation. He's touching me. I'm removing his hands from around me. He's borderline drunk at this point and he whispers "come on no one needs to know"
J finally steps in "Come on bro leave her alone" and he takes him away. K and I talk. He mostly talks. I get lost in his blue eyes *sigh* so pretty ... I'm behaving like a school girl I know but you guys his eyes were BLUE. I'm definitely getting horny just starring at them. As I write this I want to say I was probably twirling my hair but who knows.
J comes back "sorry about that"
"oh it's okay I've experienced worse"
"I bet you have" K says and laughs ... omg his eyes ...
"What do you mean?"
"I mean look at you" he laughs again "You're hot"
C comes back in.
"Dude ..." J says
"Relax I just need something from the fridge"
I had just about had enough of him at this point.
"You guys wanna fuck" I say sipping my drink casually
"Which one?" K asks
"Both of you" I say
They look at each other.
"Now we're talking" C says coming over to me
I put a hand up before he touches me again "Not you ... these two"
"I'm not wearing any underwear" I lift up my dress slightly and drop it
They look back at each other again. "Sure why the hell not. Let's go to my room." K says
As they turn around I jump on top of K's back "Carry me" I say kissing his cheek
"You're fun" he laughs. I'm more doing it to piss off C.
C has this dead eyes look on his face. I give him the finger as K carries me out.
Also. No. I wasn't thinking when I decided to jump on K for a piggy back ride. Because, as K was carrying me up the stairs J yelled out "Holy shit she's wearing a plug!" Announcing it to the whole condo.
K laughs loudly trying to grab my butt to check.
I swat his hand away "You can check in your room"
I look back and C has followed us to the stairs is just starring at me. With his dead little eyes. Those drunk dead little eyes. I gave him the finger again. Stupid cuntbag.
A bunch of other people are looking at me as well.
As we get up to his room there's a girl already giving a guy a blowjob on her knees in there.
"Dude. Occupied." the guy yells as the girl keeps sucking him
"How are you going to occupy my own bedroom. Use the spare." they don't move
"Go on get outta here!" K kicks the girls ass still holding me on his back
The girl looks back, jerking the guy off and gets up and leads him out of the room by his dick. It was nice dick. Nice and big. "Lucky girl" I tell her as she's leaving she smiles back at me
Getting Spit Roasted
K walks over to his bed, turns around and lets go of me, I let go of him and fall off his back and on to his bed.
"Let's see this plug" K says as he bends down, I instinctively turn around, get on all fours and lift my dress up for them
C walks in. J and K don't really notice.
I do.
J sticks a finger inside me and I moan
"Spank my ass, both of you" I moan
J spanks my left cheek. K spanks my right cheek.
"Harder" They oblige
C is starring with his dead little eyes, the boys still haven't noticed him. They're clearly preoccupied with me.
"He's not invited" I say
"Huh" they turn around
"Will you get the hell outta here!" as J removes his finger and kicks him out of the room
"Byeeeeee" I say and moan loudly on purpose as K sticks two fingers into me, "ohhhhh fuck yeah that feels good"
They brought me to an orgasm doing that. Alternating their fingers. When K pulled out I told him I wanted to taste myself. He shoved his fingers in my mouth. J repeated what K did. They played with the plug, slowly tugging on it. I told them not to pull it out. My ass wasn't up for play. They spanked it mercilessly though.
After I orgasmed one of them says it was their turn now. "Gladly" I said getting up off the bed. I removed my dress for them. "You like?" "Fuck yeah" they responded "Get over here"
They had their dicks out already so I went to my knees and brought them to full erection with my mouth.
Nothing spectacular. 5.5 inches tops, if I recall, both of them. Nice girth though. J is circumcised.
At some point another girl barges in with a guy laughing "Occupied!" K yells. I pay no attention to them like the girl in this position before me.
"You fucking whore!" I hear the girl say as she laughs, it's my friend, I don't pay attention to her.
"Don't you have a lock?"
"No"
C comes back in and I hear K yell "Bro get the fuck outta here! Go fuck Heather or something"
"Face fuck me!" I said loudly in the hopes that C would hear
"GO!" I saw K throw something at him as J grabbed my head and started to fuck my face.
This went on for a while. Alternating between getting face fucked by them.
Then they got me into a spit roast position on the bed and started fucking my pussy and mouth.
Honestly. Neither one of them was good at what they were doing to my pussy. Sadly. I was so disappointed. And I let them go in raw too.
Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe they're just bad at sex. Who knows. I had 0 orgasms during sex. Ugh. Even with the plug in me. Ugh. And the guy taking my pussy had my hands held back for leverage or I needed them to be able to continue blowing the guy in my mouth. I couldn't even play with myself.
They basically swapped between my mouth and pussy like 3 or 4 times. Each time making me turn, instead of swapping places. "Turn around" they'd say and spank my ass. I dutifully obliged.
J wanted to use my ass as he tried to take plug out but I shut him down.
K was first to finish. I had to turn around quickly to let him finish in my mouth. He unloaded a decent amount of cum. I showed him. Played with it and swallowed. J kept fucking me through it.
J lasted a few more minutes and similarly unloaded a very generous amount in my mouth. I almost choked. But saved it. Once he was done I played with it and swallowed.
K pointed me to his ensuite and I went and got decent again. As best as I could at least. I took my plug out and reapplied some lube before putting it back in. I fought the urge to just make myself cum.
Getting Fucked in the Kitchen
After that fuck session, anytime I saw C he was giving me dagger eyes. But he had a cute little thing resting on his chest. That must be Heather I think to myself.
All the other degenerates who were fucking had also come back to the living room area and folks were drinking, smoking ... drugging ... they were openly talking about the sex they had.
J complains I didn't let them fuck my ass. "I was plugged!" I chime in trying to be a part of the conversation "and you guys didn't use condoms".
What the hell kinda group of friends is this. I think to myself. Why did she think I'd even enjoy this. I mean I was but you ask a person before you expose them to this insanity.
One of the girls asks me "Wait is your plug still in you?" I'm drunk enough to have my guard down. I stand up, turn around, lift my dress and shake my ass for them. Before sitting back down. There were claps and cheers from the crowd. "Why did you even wear one?" "I like it" I shrug "No reason"
"Did you lose your underwear" a guy asked
"No...didn't wear one"
"You're a lot of fun" another girl says
"I'm a whore. It's true." I respond
I went into the kitchen for something after a while and a guy follows me in. It's the guy who asked if I had lost my underwear.
He turns me around and starts fingering me. I let him. He was good. And I needed an orgasm after that wasted fuck earlier.
"Wanna fuck?" he asks
I just nodded my head silently. He removed his finger from inside me and undid his zipper to pull his dick out. I got to my knees and started sucking him.
I didn't care if it was the kitchen. He grew to a decent 7+ inches. It was a nice dick. Was it the guy who was getting head when we went into K's room? I honestly don't know. All the faces are a bit of blur.
Once he's sufficiently hard enough I stand up and turn around, before I can lift my dress up he turns me back around, lifts my leg up and enters me. Raw. I moan pretty loud as he goes in and starts fucking me. It felt so fucking good. Especially after that wasted fuck. I had an orgasm in less than 2 mins. I was too pent up. I just wrapped hands around him and told him to keep fucking me.
I heard someone says "He's fucking her in the kitchen" I guess someone saw us. I managed to look to my side and C was starring at us. GOOD. I didn't acknowledge his presence. I was too busy getting fucked.
We just fucked in that one position. He made me orgasm one more time. He said he was close and I just went fuck it "cum inside me fill me up do it cum inside me I want you to fill my little pussy up" he just picked up his pace and started to unload in me. I made out with him as his dick spasmed inside me.
Once he was done he slowly slipped out of me. I kept holding him we look down. Cums leaking down my leg. I bend over to clean his limp dick up of any cum. I clean up in the kitchen before heading out.
"You are a whore aren't you" my friend says
I just nod my head and sit back down.
There were comments and such from others. Positive ones. Whatever.
The night progressed. Looks like C finally got laid. My friend was utterly wasted. Some folks started leaving eventually. How is everyone going home. They're so wasted. Whatever. Not my business.
I try to leave and J asks for another blowjob. "It's late"
"Come on just a blowjob"
Ugh. Fine. I have him sit down in the living room. It's just us two and my friend who is passed out. I get on my knees and give him a blowjob.
C comes around "You're such a whore how much dick do you need?" he says
I give him the finger again with J's dick docked in my mouth.
"We going on or not" C asks J
"I'm kinda busy" J responds
I just squeeze real hard with my hand and pump his dick. He unloads into my mouth soon. I swallow. Lick him clean and get up.
"Can I have your number?" J asks and C goes "I'll give it you don't worry" I give him the finger again. Fucking cunt. J said something to him to the effect of "how do you have it"
I pick my friend up and tell her its time to go. She can barely walk. Somehow we make it back to my place and we pace out.
Honestly this is not the right circle of friends or acquaintances or fuck buddies for me. Just no. The next day I tell my friend that it was fun and all but not to invite me again. She's a bit hurt but I tell her doesn't mean we can't hang out. I just can't get involved in this group. "I'm too much of a whore for this" She understands. And who knows if C was an actual cuntbag or not and told the others about me.
Also. Can I ask. How are men so twisted. How do you stay hard with your brother watching you? Or how do you watch your brother? lol explain this to me.
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44[M4F] Nashville, TN ~ Sweet Surrender ~ Part 1
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My writings are mainly fiction sprinkled with some truth. Comments, text, and messages are welcome. Enjoy.
While working one day, I start to get charge notifications on my phone. Its from our shared back account so its not alarming. There is one for Bed, Bath, and Beyond which is of no surprise because we love that store. Then another from Hobby Lobby. Again, nothing alarming since that was one of our favorite stores and she had been decorating the house. Finally there was another charge. A charge that intrigued me and made me smirk. It was from our self proclaimed sex store that we had bought her collar at. I text her and asked, “What are you up to Beautiful?” She simply replied, “Oh Nothing. See ya when you get home.”
I made my way through our front door and climbed the steps towards our bedroom. I heard music playing and could see the flickers of light from candles creeping from under the door. I now knew what was purchased at Hobby Lobby. I walked into our bedroom and there she was, displayed for me on our bed.
I let my eyes travel her body as I started to take my work uniform off. My eyes wandered from her beautiful long hair, her sparkling eyes, her kissable lips and neck, down to her firm breast. That is when I noticed that she had cute little pink nipple clamps on. Nothing sadistic or painful, just cute. My eyes continued as I undid my pants. Down her tummy and along her thighs. Her mound was freshly shaven as my tactical pants hit the floor. She laid on top of a plastic mattress cover that squeaked as she squirmed. On the end table laid various flavors of edible massage oils. Between those and the cute nipples clamps, I knew what she bought at our sex store, and the plastic mattress cover obviously a purchase from Bed Bath and Beyond.
My eyes traveled back up her body, back to her emerald eyes. Above her head I noticed she was handcuffed with a pair of my old cuffs from an old job. She had obviously been in my sex drawer. Attached to the cuffs and extended to each side of the bed, were old ties I had that were laying around, again from an old job I had. She laid there on display for me, wanting me to take her as I was down to just my boxer briefs.
I climbed in bed beside her as the plastic squeaked. I grabbed one of the bottles of edible body oil and poured some on my fingers. I traced her lips with it before softly kissing her. As Our tongues intertwined and danced, as I poured oil over her body. Down her neck, along her cleavage, over her nipples and breast. My lips following as I kiss her neck and suck before working my way down. I pour oil all over her tits and nipples. I then methodically remove one clamp from one nipple. I grab it in my mouth and suck the pain away before repeating the process on her other nipple. She moans and squirms as I devour her tits in my mouth.
Grabbing another bottle of oil, I pour it on her tummy and let it run down as my hands rub her breast. I kiss down to her belly button where the body oil has pooled. I lap at the puddle as she squirms under me, unable to use her hands. I pour more oil over her shaved mound and let it run down her inner thighs. She bites her lip as I pour more over her legs. She moans as I kiss her knee and start to work my way up. Her legs spread wider and wider as my kiss move up her inner thigh. My mouth hovers so close to her pussy as my breaths tease her clit.
I grab her by her hips firmly and turn her over. The mattress cover is slippery and covered in oil as her cuffs and ties twist with her as she lays on her tummy. I grab more oil and pour more of it on her, along her shoulders, neck, down her spine, and finally the rest all over her ass. It runs down her skin and along her slit as she gasp.
I give her a full body massage. Working my fingers into her skin, starting at her shoulders and working down her spine. She raises her ass up and my firm hands massage the oil into her cheeks. She moans and raises her hips more until she is on her knees, hands still tied to the bed, her tits and face pressed down on the mattress cover. There is a mixture of oil and her wetness dripping down her thighs as I take my place behind her.
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My sister in law's tits
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I've always had a thing for my wife's older sister. Her tits are big and I take any opportunity I have to check them out. On more then 1 occasion I've found myself alone in her house to feed the dogs and what do you know I end up in the bedroom taking a peek at her bras and panties and lingerie. Every time I give in and end up jerking off with something wrapped around me. I've filled up the cups of her 38DD bra more than once. I've wrapped my cock in her panties I find in the laundry. I've shot my load right where her pussy would be. Each time after I've wiped off what I could and placed deep in the hamper.
While camping over the summer she and my wife went to the pool while I stayed to tend the fire and cook. Well didn't you know it her suitcase was right there and in the side pocket I felt the lacy goodness of one of her thongs. I looked more and she only had things packed. You bet I wrapped it around my cock and went to town. Again I wiped off what I could but they had been clean so I suspected she'd probably try to wear them later. I stuffed them to the bottom of the bag and went on my way.
When they got back after dinner I saw her grab clothes to take a shower and wouldn't you know it, she pulled out her hand and I could just make out the strap of the thong I had filled up earlier. I caught a glimpse of her rubbing 2 fingers together like something was on them. I knew it I was busted. She looked over at me and stared for a second then went into the bathroom to shower.
She didn't act any different at dinner so I let my guard down. Around the fire later wad just me and her and we were talking and eventually she came up to my ear and whispered, ' I know what you did,I didn't clean them and I'm wearing them now.' I tried to play dumb but she had me trapped. The thong I had Jerked off into she was wearing right next to me, with my cum residue still there she put it on and let my cum meet her pussy lips. She whispered again 'pick one, hand, mouth, boobs, or lips'. I though long and hard if I wanted to feel her lips or her tits. I tell her boobs. She pulls up her shirt and pulls her 38dd tits out of her bra. She tell me to pull it out and she'll do the rest. I sit back as she grabs my cock and gives me the best titfuck I've ever had. My cock vanishes in between them and just as I am about to cum she looks me in the eye and says 'give it to me'. I send cum out from between her tits and hit her in the chin. 3 more sprays come out and cover her chest. After squeezing every last drop of cum out of me she looks up and me and smiles. She puts her tits back in her bra, puts her shirt back on and goes Into the cabin.
The next morning we make eye contact and I see her shirt appears to have some dried stain on it. I realize she never changed her shirt and I assume her bra either. She slept with my cum on her tits.
The rest of the trip everything is normal and she acts as if nothing has happened.
Needless to say I can't wait for the next camping trip.
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[F/D] Didn't know it was me at the sex club
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He had asked me before, politely, if I could say "Daddy". Thinking he was just one of many dudes at the club that night, I obeyed. We barely exchanged words but I knew I was fucking someone older. The room was pitch black and he had found his way into me on the slick of the leather room running sofas. Around us, music mingled with other other couples, solos, and groups, but I was barely aware.
The cock pounding against me felt good.
I nodded and started adding the new title to my repertoire of moans.
Eventually I heard him grunting something. It was under his breath but it slowly unwrapped me out of my euphoria. It was my own name. He couldn't have known. He was fucking me with quick bursts of satisfaction, thumping my ass against him rapidly. He was as lost in his own world as I had been, calling me a slut. Telling me to take it. Of all the dirty talk, why would the random chick he's fucking at the sex club find it weird that he was saying a name? The flow of people that night had almost been an orgy, she would be enjoying herself too, lost in her own fantasies.
I squirted on his cock and he gasped.
"Ohh, Madeline, this is why Daddy's wanted to fuck you so bad.." He groaned to himself
I squirted again and I could hear his voice rise in a smile.
"I see you've been wanting it just as much, Maddy."
My head tipped back and and an orgasm rippled through me. The small kind that usually start to stack for me.
"Ohh... Daddy..." The word left my lips tentatively. There was a small consciousness tagged to it as it followed my moans into the air. The awareness that I was cumming on my dad's cock.
A sweep of disgust. I grimaced and looked down. In the faint glow of the club's dancing neon lights, I could see the thick shaft push in and out of me over and over again. A squelching as his skin slapped against the juices that had come from my own dad fucking me.
Another squirt and I shivered. He felt it too, and changed his tempo to more deliberate, rhythmic slides. I reached up and gripped the sofa cushion above me.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddyyy," I couldn't stop myself. It was already happening and it felt so good. What was the point? He was loving it and so was I. If I stopped him it would just be weird.
I kept cumming on his cock. He fucked me until he finally came inside my pussy from behind. He gripped my ass hard and dug in deep, unloading himself with animalistic grunts. He pulled out, spanked my ass, kissed it, and then very amicably said thank you, and that he hoped I would have a good night, over my shoulder before walking away. He still had no idea it was me.
I'm not sure what to do.
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Visiting Fred [F22/M40] [Blackmail]
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Well, if you read [This bit of now blackmail on me](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/110ae07/sucking_for_silence_keeping_my_neighbor_quiet_f22/) basically last night was kind of a mind fuck. The rest of the day was casual and a lot of conflicting feelings. I had cleaned up and was reading when Ted came home first in good spirits. I pushed it down and sucked him off with what little time we had before Don came home as well.
I didn't pay much attention. Just cleaned then tried to get my mind off Fred in my book.
After making breakfast for Don and Ted then hopping in the shower to try and relax a bit, Don said the two were going to go out for a bit to pick up some books for a game and they'll be back in a few hours.
Good, I thought. I can sort whatever bullshit with Fred while they are out and hopefully that'll be the end of it.
What the hell do you wear in a situation like this? The porno version in my head would be sneaking on over in a cute little sundress acting dumb about the whole ordeal. So I tried to hide my body as much as I could with a snug bra, boring blue panties, sweats, a hoodie that zips up that was by far too big for me, socks and shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, no makeup, dull, plain, I hoped this would calm the fucker down.
Knocking on his door was nerve wracking. I really did not want to be seen entering this guys apartment like this. What I didn't expect was a different guy to open the door, confused, then called out Fred that some chick is at the door.
The man was in better shape than Fred, about the same age I think, wearing a sports jersey with an eagle head on it. Had his own beard and seemed well kept with a ring on his finger. He was married.
Fred called out it's probably Amanda, his neighbor, and called for me to come in.
Walking in, Fred was sitting on the couch, watching me walk in and spoke far louder than I was comfortable with, especially since the man still had the door open. "Ohhh hey Amanda! John, this is my neighbor I told you about. Spin around for us sweetheart."
My heart fell in my stomach, to be honest it was kind of thrilling in the moment. I didn't want to, hesitating.
John closed the door and walked by me slapping my ass, "Oh yeah? sugar tits that sucked your balls dry yesterday?"
"That's the one!" Fred laughed. "Don't be shy girl show us what you got."
I had imagined myself just straight up telling him no, coming over here and threatening him, something, anything but this. This was the last thing I wanted. Staring at them. "I don't have much time..." was the only excuse I could manage.
Fred shrugged like it was nothing, "Then hurry up or John here will give you a spanking."
Jesus fuck what!? John was just towering over me, sizing me up. I couldn't look him in the eye and I think he figured that was the go ahead because the man just put his hand on the back of my neck and moved me to the couch. I couldn't believe this was happening, like a blur I went from standing to bent over this mans knee, facing Fred, hand pulling my hair back and getting my ass spanked.
The first one shocked me. The second did too. The third felt like a rush through my body, I was trying to fight it but I couldn't find the words. Fred was telling me I need to behave sooner next time and gave my face a light slap. None of it was hard, but it was enough to feel the growing sting on my ass.
I said I would and with that, I felt my sweats get pulled down, then Fred grabbed my hoodie and pulled it up, taking my shirt with it, when he felt my bra, he didn't give a shit, he took that too. In the process of getting my ass spanked a few more times he had all my tops and tossed them away like trash.
My keys were in that hoodie, and my phone.
I pleaded for them to stop and that I needed to get back in a momentary break. John was moving around, I said I was sorry and please to delete the videos and I'll visit more and be a good girl. John had worked his belt off, grabbed my hands and bound my wrists behind my back.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck... I could feel him move the leather, I don't know what he was doing but suddenly I was so damn turned on from this I let out a damned moan as he did whatever the hell he was doing and spanked me again, moving his hand between my legs, laughing about how wet I was.
I didn't find them at all attractive, it was a combination of my body reacting and getting tied up like this. Soon all I was wearing was socks and his fingers worked in me with devilish skill. Any time I tightened around those fingers he told Fred about it, as if telling him how to handle a women. A lesson. I was a lesson for him.
Fred pulled out his phone and did whatever. Videos, pictures, I don't know. John was pressing in all the right spots and I was trying to fight it. I didn't want to cum for them, not like this, not this bullshit, I tried to keep my senses, fighting that urge. John told Fred to play with and pinch my nipples and that was it for me. I couldn't hold it back, I felt so filthy and wrong as I came so God damn hard.
John kept talking as he moved me, on my knees, between his, I hadn't quiet recovered when I felt his massive fucking Johnson push in my mouth. I tried to gag, feeling breakfast churning in my stomach, it was too much, too fast, I used all I had to back off and cough.
John let me go up, hand on my hair, a firm grip and looked at me, "You okay baby girl?" The words just, felt wrong for the situation. How soft he said it, like he actually cared.
I nodded, knowing full well I was not leaving until they had their way with me. "Too much, unless you want breakfast on your dick just let me do it."
Both men laughed, John let go and Fred kept his phone out, jacking himself off as I sucked John off with no hands. A first for me. Every time I would try to get into it and move them I found them firmly stuck behind my back in some kind of criss cross. I also realized he tasted like another women. So now I was not only trying to suck this bastard off, but he might have already blown his load and who the hell knows when he'd be ready to shoot again.
I managed.
After proving to him I swallowed and cleaned off his cock he patted me on the head and told me how I was a good girl and told me to finish off Fred. Who was much, must faster.
Fred wanted to give fingering me a go after, bending over his lap, his clumsy fingers pushing in. It felt dirty, filthy, but John told him what to feel for and how to work his hand and soon he was hitting the right spots. Too much and unskilled, but he was figuring it out.
I acted like he was though, after a few moments I pretended to cum and squeezed. It worked.
I told them again I needed to get back. So John helped me up, picked up my stuff, and pushed me out the door. The fucking gentleman he was.
I had to kick my cloths to my door, blindly feel for my keys then open my fucking door like that. In full view of anyone in the hall. I couldn't move my hands either and the lock was too tall for them to reach.
I was going to cry. I had gotten the keys in my mouth to try that but the damn thing wouldn't go in. I couldn't see very well what was going on and I kept fucking it up. In my frantic desperation I heard a mans voice behind me ask if I needed help.
I didn't know him. Good looking, happy with the view, short blond hair and green eyes wearing jeans, shirt and a jacket. I dropped the keys and just said, "Please."
He grabbed the keys, unlocked the door and helped me open it. I rushed inside, he picked up my things and helped himself. All I was wearing was socks and he got a great view of everything as I turned and asked him to untie me.
He didn't say anything. I turned around, felt him work the leather and soon my hands were free, asking if I was okay.
Soon as they were off I asked him to go and that was that.
I was shaking so hard after that. Took another shower, dressed, got back in bed and figured I'd write this out and try to sleep or something.
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Mean roommate takes his anger out on my ass [21M/20F] [humiliation] [anal] [fisting]
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Get over her Diane!” Jeremy yelled from his room, the music on his speaker blaring loudly over his video game. He had probably just done badly on his game and was about to take it out on me.
“I know you wake up at some god forsakenly early time for a bullshit class,” He calmly said as he closed out of the end of game stats screen, and turned down the music.
I slowly crossed the threshold into his room, not wanting to make him mad.
“I just wanted to make sure to give you your punishment before then since I’m sure as shit not waking up that early.” He turned in his chair with a devilish smirk on his face.
“Punishment? What?” I cried out racking my brain for what I could have possibly done for him to want to punish me. I mean punish me more than he normally does.
“Why are you punishing me?” I managed to squeak out.
“Because, after talking to some of my buddies in the building, I have been taking it way to easy on you. I know what people are like, and what I need to prepare you for after college. It’s your fault that I’ve been too easy on you.” As Jeremy spoke, he unbuttoned his cuffs and started to roll up his sleeves, subtly flexing his forearms.
“That doesn’t make any sense Jeremy! You haven’t even been easy on me!” I shouted at him; tears forming in my eyes.
“Do not raise your voice at me.”
“No! Are you kidding me?” I screamed back.
“I will only ask you one more time to control your volume before I get upset.” He had an annoying calmness to his tone.
I went on completely ignoring what he said, “What do you mean ‘you know what people are like’ I get you’re assigned to train me but that doesn’t mean you get to just torture me!”
“Actually Diane, that’s where you’re wrong.” He yelled, cutting me off mid-rant.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want to you, as long as I am acting in what I think is the best interest of properly training your ass.” He stood up and walked over to me. I started to shake a little. I knew I was in for an ass pounding, I just didn’t know with what. I looked around the room, pretty much everything in this room had been shoved in my ass at one point or another. In practically every foot of this room I have let something absolutely, humiliatingly, degrading happen to me.
“Please, I’m sorry-“ I tried to explain.
“Get in the bathroom and take off your clothes!” He ordered, cutting me off. I did as he told and walked solemnly into the bathroom. “Sit on the tub and lean back. I’ll be right in there.” He shouted still from his room. I did as I was instructed. I had no idea what was in store for me but I knew it was bad, so I didn’t want to make it any worse.
The porcelain was cold on my skin and there was a slight breeze that would blow on my pussy, stinging me with playful jolts of coolness. Soon I could hear Jeremy’s footsteps as he walked into the bathroom. I could hear him rattling something but couldn’t see anything lying with my torso in the tub and ass in the air.
Then I felt him slap my ass. I winced out in pain and braced myself for more. Another smack, then another, and another. My pump ass was red and stinging from the pain. Just then he spread my ass cheeks apart and let out a little chuckle.
He slipped three fingers in my asshole to warm me up. He soon started to move them in and out. He started slowly but as he built up speed he slipped in a fourth finger. Then he shoves his thumb in.
“Ow, ow, ow! Oh my god please slow down!” I beg him, but he does nothing to show he hears me or even cares. He pushes his wrist in and countinues to move his fist back and forth. My asshole twitches around his forearm. I want to wiggle away but you’re trapped in way with someone’s fist inside you. I feel him open his fist deep inside me. “Ahh, Jeremy what the fuck?” I shout at him as he pulls his hand out of me quickly. My poor hole pulses and twitches as it collapses. Whatever he had been rattling though I could now tell was deep inside my ass.
“Jeremy, what the fuck did you just put inside me? It’s kind of burning! What is that?” I was trying to sit up now as the slight burning sensation started to grow. He held me down. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll cool it down.” He smirked. Then I heard the unmistakeable sound of soda bottle opening. I felt the tip press into me as the liquid fizzed and bubbled down inside me. I started writhing around in the tub, but Jeremy just started pushing the bottle deeper and deeper into me. Soon it was at the base, but I could feel an intense pressure building inside of me and the bubbling and fizzing became more intense. Holy fuck, that bastard put mentos inside me and then just emptied a liter of coke in my ass.
Jeremy pulled the bottle out, and pushed my hips back so my ass was right over my face. The mentos coke mixture started to bubble and burst out of my ass. The liquid erupted into the air and came raining down right onto my face and body. I could still feel the mentos dissolving in my ass and the bubbles of soda still fizzing on my asshole. I was a sticky mess. I started to cry from the overwhelming sensation of it all.
“Oh shut up DIane, this is just the start. Clean yourself up and meet me back in my room. I have a song I want to play you.”
“Jeremy please!” I cried out to him, tears running down my cheeks begging he’ll show me just a little mercy.
“You’ve got 5 minutes to calm down and clean up.” Jeremy turned and walked out of the bathroom and disappeared.
I sat there for a moment in the tub stunned; tears rinsing some of the stickiness of the soda off of my face. As the shock of the carbonation and mintiness faded, I could just now start to feel my asshole throbbing for the painful intrusion of the soda bottle. My muscles started spasming around the emptiness.
In the next room I could hear the faint sound of Jeremy's music again. I wanted to sit here for a few more moments to just gather myself but I began to fear taking longer than five minutes. I swung my legs into the tub and turned on the water. It was freezing cold and I didn’t have any time to wait for it to warm up. I stood up and begrudgingly grabbed the shower nozzle and hosed down my face and chest and legs. I lifted my left leg up in the air to rinse down my crotch and the cold water felt like thousands of pins and needles right on my most sensitive areas.
Once I was no longer sticky, I grabbed the only towel in his bathroom and hastily dried off. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the restroom and into his bedroom.
Weird. He wasn’t in his room. As I stood there for a second dripping on the carpet, I recognized the music was coming from across the hall; my room.
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Looking for stories
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Anyone have good stories, where a taller stronger girl is (consensually) dominated by her smaller partner. Would also appreciate it if she was a bit of a bratty sub
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[Half] [B/S] Connecting with half sister. Short Update: Texting intensifies.
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The last couple of weeks were pretty slow. We were both really busy with our lives and didn’t have too much time to chat.
Things started to change after I colored my hair last week. I sent her a picture of the result and she really liked it. She was super amazed that I did it myself and asked how I did it, so I showed her the pictures I took of the process. She told me how cute I look and sent me a really pretty selfie of herself.
One day later, she told me that she was going on a date on the weekend and asked me if I could give her some outfit advice. Of course I happily agreed. She then sent me some pictures of different outfits and they all looked stunning. Now it was my chance to give her some compliments! I told her how pretty she looked and that the guy could be happy to get a date with her. I also told her which of her outfits I liked the most and she sent me some more pictures of her wearing this outfit. Some of them looked really seductive…
On Saturday (the day of her date) we texted some more and I wished her luck for her date. She told me that she chatted some more with the guy and started to lose interest, but she still wanted to give him a chance in person.
Three hours later, she texted me and told me that she ended the date. She wasn’t really feeling it. The guy apparently only talked about himself and tried to get her to come back to his place, after they had two drinks. He kept trying to scoot closer towards her, even though she clearly wasn’t interested in it and moved back several times. When she was leaving the bar, he also made an attempt to kiss her. Pushy as fuck.
Long story short: her date sucked. She then told me about about how she would love to date someone with more experience, but living in a smaller town makes that a lot harder. She also talked about just wanting to have some fun and trying out some kinks (based on some of the stories I shared with her when we first bonded). Before ending our text conversation, she sent me another picture of herself dressed in her date outfit. She looked sooo sexy.
She also told me that she’s looking forward to see me on christmas and that she’s hoping that we’ll find time to hang out.
Bad news: it will be a full house at my dads place and I’m not sure if we’ll get enough alone time to have a proper conversation about what is going on, but I’m still really excited about seeing her on christmas.
I hope I'll be able to give an update during the holidays.
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Have a nice christmas everyone!
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[F]32. I used to flirt with men on nudist beaches, just to see if I could make them get an erection.
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Okay, I have a confession to make. Back in my early twenties, I had a bit of a thing for nudist beaches. And not just for soaking up the sun - I loved to flirt with the guys and see if I could get them to pop a boner.
It worked almost every time. They would get a hard on, and I would watch as it grew bigger and bigger.
It was a fascinating game, really. When I found a potential target, I would lay my towel out in a strategic spot, one where I could see all the action. I'd flash them a sultry smile and sometimes I would even spread my legs, giving them a clear view of my pussy (gasp!) and watch as their body betrayed their arousal
Sometimes, I would even move closer to get a better view. I wanted to see every detail of their arousal - the veins bulging, the tip becoming more pronounced, the way it twitched with each heartbeat. It was like watching a live anatomy lesson, and I found myself getting more and more turned on with each passing moment. It was like I was conducting some kind of scientific research.
I loved watching as it grew and swelled, taking on a life of its own.
I never took it any further than that, though. I wasn't interested in getting physical with anyone. I just liked the thrill of the chase, the excitement of knowing that I could turn someone on just by looking at them. And I loved watching their reactions, seeing how they would try to hide their arousal, even though it was right there for everyone to see.
Looking back on it now, I know that it wasn't the most ethical thing to do. I was playing with people's emotions and desires, and that's not something to be taken lightly. But at the time, it was just a harmless bit of fun, a way to explore my own sexuality and see what kind of power I had over others.
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New Neighbours Part 5 - Lauren Returns [M39/F18] [cheating] [age difference] [age gap] [teen] [older man] [younger woman] [risky]
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Part 4 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11jui7h/new\_neighbours\_part\_4\_when\_the\_wifes\_away/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11jui7h/new_neighbours_part_4_when_the_wifes_away/)
"I don't like you going out when it's dark and icy," Sarah pouted at Mikey.
"I need to get the training in. We hardly leave the house because of this damn virus. The bike is my only release," Mikey explained to his wife.
"Well, if you stay here with me I'm sure we could find another way of giving you some release," Sarah said with a wink.
Mikey laughed and kissed the top of Sarah's head. "It's cute that you worry, darling, but I'll be fine." Mikey looked across at their daughter and said, "Anyway, don't you think we should wait until later on when she's gone to bed to start trying to make her a little brother or sister?"
"OK. Well, I'll be waiting for you when you get home." Sarah kissed Mikey on the lips as he turned to leave.
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Mikey rolled off Sarah and collapsed on the bed next to her - the early morning light illuminating the satisfied smile on her face.
"I didn't know you'd still be able to manage it three times in one night," Sarah whispered.
Mikey laughed. "Let's hope it works. I don't know how long I can keep this up. Things are getting a bit tender down there."
Sarah ran her fingers up and down Mikey's chest and stomach, lightly kissing his cheek and neck at the same time. "Well, even if it doesn't work, at least, we've had fun trying, hey?"
They both laughed.
"Hey, I bumped into Anne yesterday. She mentioned that Lauren is back in town. Maybe you should see if she will go out with you on those late-night rides. I'd much rather you had someone with you."
Mikey's eyes flew wide open. Lauren! he thought. I haven't heard from her in months. A sense of fear washed over him.
"Erm, I don't know," Mikey replied. "I doubt she'll want to go out in the cold and she won't want to hang out with me."
"I don't know. You guys seemed to be getting on pretty well before she left for uni. I'll ask Anne or David. I'd much rather you had someone with you, especially when it's dark."
Mikey's mind was instantly filled with images of Lauren in her cycling gear. Her small round butt in those tight shorts. The swell of her breasts in that pink top. He closed his eyes and there she was. On top of him. Riding him hard in that field. Her full breasts bouncing high on her petite frame. Her face contorted with pleasure.
Mikey could feel his cock swelling back to life at the thought of his summer exploits with Lauren.
The sound of Sarah's voice snapped him back to reality. "Oh hello there. Looks like someone has come back out to play."
Sarah threw a leg over Mikey and straddled him. She reached back and took hold of Mikey's now painfully hard cock and lined it up with her soaking entrance.
"Ready for round four?" she teased.
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"That was pretty amazing last night," said Sarah, winking as she tucked into her lunch. "It's my most fertile time today. Reckon you can go another four rounds tonight?"
"I think you just about drained me last night, but I'll give it a go," Mikey said with a small laugh. "I think I'll go for another bike ride this afternoon. Get the blood pumping. That should help revive things!"
"Oh. I sent Anne a message earlier. Lauren's really keen to get out on the bike with you. She said she'd ring later to arrange a time."
"Oh, you shouldn't have. I like being out on my own."
"Yes. Well, I don't like you going out when it's icy. But if you insist on doing it then you should have someone with you."
With that, the phone rang.
Sarah picked up. Mikey could only hear one side of the conversation.
"Yes, he says he's going this afternoon..."
"OK. I see..."
"Yep. I'll get him to meet you there..."
"Three o'clock. Got it..."
"K. Bye."
Sarah hung up the phone. "Three o'clock OK then?"
"I suppose so. I guess that was Lauren?" Mikey sighed.
"Yes. But you've got to meet her at a friend's house. She left her bike there while she was at uni. She's going to send me a message with the address."
"OK then. I'd better go and get ready," Mikey said, worrying how he was going to react when he saw Lauren again.
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Mikey hopped off his bike and wheeled it up the path to the front of the house.
Here goes nothing, he thought and rang the doorbell.
"You must be Mikey?" said the tall, dark-skinned girl who answered the door. "Nice outfit!" she said laughing and looking him up and down.
Mikey wasted no time checking her out too. Her skin-tight jeans and form-fitting top showed off her lithe body. She looked like she could be a track athlete, maybe a long jumper. Her pretty face was framed by long dark flowing hair and she had large dark eyes that seemed to be travelling up and down Mikey's body. He guessed she must have been around Lauren's age.
"Er, yes. And thanks. I know it looks silly but it keeps me warm. Is Lauren here?" he asked, feeling like a school boy calling on a friend.
"Yep. She's just getting ready inside. Do want to come in for a bit? You can leave the bike in the hallway. I'm Tanya by the way."
"I suppose so. It's pretty cold standing out here."
Tanya turned to lead the way into the house. Mikey's gaze went straight to her ass. It was magnificent. Not large. Not small. But perfectly round and accentuated by her jeans. He propped his bike up against the wall and followed Tanya into the lounge watching the exaggerated sway of her butt as she walked. He quickly sat down before the swelling in his Lycra cycling tights became too obvious.
"Have a sea..." Tanya turned to point at the sofa Mikey was already sitting in. "Oh, you've already made yourself comfortable," she said. "I'll go and see if Lauren's ready," said Tanya as she hurried out of the room giggling.
A few minutes later, Mikey heard feet running down the stairs. "Bye," Tanya shouted. "Just pull the door closed behind you when you leave. Mum won't be home for hours." And then the door shut behind her as she left.
Mikey went to the bottom of the stairs and shouted up. "Lauren," he called. "If you're not ready, I'll just head out on my own. We can go out tomorrow."
"Almost done," Lauren shouted back. "Take a seat. I'll be down in a sec."
Mikey went back to the lounge and waited. Thoughts of his previous encounters with Lauren were spinning through his head, along with the mental image of Tanya's swaying ass. The bulge was getting bigger and he couldn't stop it.
He heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "Ready," Lauren called.
"I'm in here," Mikey called back.
Lauren walked in wearing her summer cycling gear. The same black Lycra shorts and purple top that struggled to stretch over her firm breasts.
"You can't wear that. You'll freeze!" said Mikey, inadvertently staring at her chest.
"Oh? I thought I'd warm up from the exercise?" replied Lauren, staring at the rapidly growing bulge in Mikey's shorts. "So, did you miss me while I was away?" Lauren enquired as she moved closer.
"I. Erm. Well, yes, of course, I did. But we shouldn't..." Mikey's words trailed off as Lauren stood over him.
"We shouldn't what, old man?" Lauren asked as she slowly climbed onto Mikey's lap.
Lauren's hands found their way into Mikey's hair and she pulled him in for an intense kiss. She pushed forward and their groins met, two layers of Lycra separating them. Her hands reached down and started to undo the zip on Mikey's jacket.
Mikey sprung to his feet. "No!" he said. "We can't." But he knew it was too late.
Lauren stood and started to pull the zip down on her own top. "Remember that first time? I wore the same outfit for you today." The zip went lower. Mikey couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Tell me to stop and I'll stop," Lauren said as the zip made it all the way down. She slowly pulled her top open, revealing her perfect breasts to Mikey once again. She shrugged the top off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor and stepped up to Mikey taking his hand in hers and guiding it to her chest.
Mikey's breathing was fast and shallow as he slowly cupped Lauren's breasts in his hands - his erection pushing painfully against the stretchy Lycra of his cycling tights.
"Oh my god, Lauren. You're even more beautiful than I remembered," he gasped and quickly threw his own top onto the floor with hers. He pulled her in close and kissed her hard then traced kisses down her neck, over her collarbone and to her breasts. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue, eliciting a small moan from Lauren.
Lauren reached back and hooked her thumbs into the back of Mikey's trousers. "That bulge looks painful," she said. "I think these need to come off."
Mikey wiggled his hips and helped her push them down. His rock hard cock sprang free in front of Lauren's face.
"Oh how I've missed this," Lauren sighed, taking his cock in her small hands. "Those guys at uni just don't come close." And with that, she bobbed her head forward and engulfed Mikey in her hot mouth.
"Argh," groaned Mikey as he felt Lauren's hot tongue swirling around his cock head in her mouth. "I'd forgotten how good you were at this!"
Lauren looked up at him with those big blue eyes that he'd seen so many times in his dreams over the last few months. She picked up the pace and it was all too much for him.
"Stop," he called. "Lauren, stop. I'm going to cum. Argh."
Lauren didn't stop. She just increased the suction and pressed her tongue against the head of his cock.
Mikey felt his balls tighten as he fired into Lauren's hot mouth. She had her eyes closed in concentration as she tried to take it all, but it was too much. She released him from her mouth and gasped for air as a second shot blasted her face, coating her cheek and nose in salty cum. Another shot sprayed across her chest and dripped off one of her nipples onto her Lycra shorts.
"Oh my god, Mikey. I couldn't take it all. Look at the mess!" she said laughing.
Mikey pulled Lauren to her feet. "We need to get cleaned up. How long have we got?"
"Tanya's gone to the gym and her mum won't be home for hours. Why? What have you got in mind?"
"Fancy a shower?" Mikey asked.
Lauren peeled her shorts off, grabbed Mikey's hand and led him to the stairs. "This way," she said.
As she climbed the stairs in front of him Mikey grabbed her naked ass. Then he slid his hand forward and cupped her pussy, feeling the heat and moisture coming from it.
Lauren quickly got the shower going and stepped in, pulling Mikey in behind her. She hooked her hands around his neck then pulled him in for another intense kiss.
Mikey took his time, working his way down her body - cleaning and kissing as he went. He turned her round and soaped up her butt then traced a finger between her legs, splitting her lips as he slowly slid his finger forward.
He pushed Lauren's legs apart then took hold of her ankle and lifted her foot onto the ledge. He twisted round and slowly licked between her pussy lips, pushing his tongue inside as he reached her opening.
Lauren shrieked, then let out an, "Oooh. That feels good."
Mikey increased the pressure. Working his tongue harder and faster between her lips before finally making contact with her clit.
Lauren jumped at the sensation then reached down and pulled Mikey's head hard against her, clamping his ears between her thighs.
He circled and swirled and flicked his tongue over her clit. Lauren's breathing became more raged as she got close. He reached up and inserted a finger into her hot opening as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
Lauren shrieked, "fffuuuccckkk!" as her orgasm ripped through her. She squeezed Mikey's head hard with her hands and her thighs as she bucked her hips hard against his face. "Urgh, urgh, urgh." she groaned as her body spasmed. Eventually, she released her vice grip and collapsed on the shower floor next to him.
"That was exactly what I needed," she said, leaning forward for a kiss. "I haven't cum that hard since, well, since the last time we took a shower together!"
Mikey and Lauren both turned their heads to a sound at the doorway.
"Ah-hem," Tanya cleared her throat. "What's going on in here?"
To be continued...
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[MF] My experiences with the fetish model - The first time we did anal
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I hope you all enjoyed my first post about my first date with Ellen, the fetish model. To refresh you, I was 23 at the time and had recently started seeing Ellen, a gorgeous 29 year old fetish model that, to this day, is one of the sexiest girls I've ever been with. With a simple seductive glance she could get me stiff as a rock in seconds.
Ellen is about 5'4, 120 lbs, bright green dyed hair, and had the most perfect c cup breasts I've ever seen. Her voluptuous tits stood full and perky on her petite frame with pink areolas about the size of silver dollars surrounding her sensitive and pointy nipples. Ellen's only greater asset may have been her perfectly round ass, almost always accentuated by a skimpy little thong that didn't often last long when I was around.
At this point, Ellen and I had been seeing each other for almost two months and our sexual chemistry had only continued to exponentially increase over that time. One of the things that we had always discussed and had begun exploring was ass play. Despite the fact that she oozed sex appeal and worked in the adult industry, Ellen had never had anal sex, however, wanted to begin exploring butt play. At this point in my life, I had never experienced the joys of anal sex either and was just beginning to explore the wonders that it offered.
Although we had not actually had anal sex, within our first week together we started experimenting with butt plugs, anal massaging, and eventually a finger. She had this naughty habit of sending me pics while I was at work of her immaculate ass arched high in the air, her thin little thong pulled to the side, with the newest plug she was trying out sticking out between her round cheeks. Soon, we had begun fucking with a butt plug in. I remember the first time trying it out, feeling it with every thrust, stretching out her ass as my thick cock stretched out her tight pink pussy.
Other times we would fuck without the plug. I would have her bent over in front of me, teasing her tight slit with the head of my cock while my thumb would massage her tight, puckered asshole. My cock would grow rock hard hearing her moan as she begged for me to stick my teasing finger inside of her taboo hole. It seemed like almost every time we fucked, she'd be whining for me to play with her needy asshole.
Still, despite this, we had not actually had anal sex. One of the problems was that my cock is pretty thick, and although we had even managed two fingers, that was still a long way off from taking my engorged cock in her virgin ass. That brings me to the night it happened, Ellen's 30th birthday party.
I'm not sure if it was the idea of entering her thirties, the late night of drinking and dancing, the prolonged buildup of ass play over the preceding months, or a combination of all the above, but the starts aligned that night. That night Ellen wore a small black crop top, showing off her tight body with a black choker wrapped around her neck (she really knew my weaknesses). We stayed out late into the night drinking vodka tonics and dancing the night away to hits from the 90s as we celebrated her 30th. Her dancing became more seductive throughout the night, grinding her round ass against me and staring up at me with those sultry brown eyes.
By the time we got back to her apartment, it was almost 3 a.m. and yet there was so much sexual energy in the air, I didn't feel a wink of tiredness. She just about ripped my pants off as she took her position between my legs. Her mouth instantly licking me from my balls to the tip of my engorged cock, already leaking precum. She wasn't wasting any time as she impaled her throat around my growing thickness, quickly taking me to the back of her throat. Her full lips wrapped tightly around me as her head bobbed up and down. I had to stop her before she made me cum straight down her throat.
As I began to slide her skimpy little purple panties off, I couldn't help but notice the large wet spot glistening under the light. The fact that she was so turned on from sucking me only made me more aroused. Then, Ellen did something a little unusual and asked if I'd just play with her ass for a little. I grabbed some lube and began massaging her tight puckered hole with one finger, which was quickly swallowed in between her cheeks. Her ragged breathing alerted me to how turned on she was and soon a second finger was working in and out of her. Normally, this is where we'd stop but her deep moans only heightened the tension as a third finger slipped in. As I felt her tight asshole stretch around my fingers, Ellen looked back at me with pure lust in her eyes and said, "I want you to fuck my ass."
I didn't need any more convincing and began to lube up my rock hard cock with copious amounts of lube. It seemed like with each new experience with Ellen my cock would achieve a new level of hardness and that night was no exception. Ellen buried her face in the sheets, arched her ass high in the air, her lubricated asshole inviting me in. I took the base of my hot, veiny cock in one hand and guided my engorged head to her waiting asshole, savoring one of her moans as I began to press against her hole.
Her asshole slowly stretched around my thick head, a deep guttural moan escaped her lips, as her asshole swallowed the head of my cock. I continued to apply more lube as I slowly started to work my heavy shaft inside of her. Her greedy little ass just seemed to invite me in swallowing inch after inch, feeling her extreme tightness stretch around my thickness. As I looked down, I noticed her thighs dripping with her juices from how turned on she was.
Ellen's hand quickly found her clit and began furiously rubbing as my cock worked slowly in and out of her tight ass. I could already feel the the need to cum building up in my balls and as my cock throbbed deep in her ass she let out a little yelp from the increase in pressure. I paused, letting Ellen feel the throb of my cock deep in her asshole and let her know I was getting close. She didn't miss a beat and instantly started rubbing herself with increased intensity as she started almost screaming. "cum in my ass, yes cum in my ass" over and over again. Within seconds, as her orgasm hit her, Ellen's ass gripped my pulsating cock and I unleashed stream after stream of my hot, white cum deep into Ellen's no-longer-virgin asshole.
And that ladies and gentlemen, was the first time Ellen and I had anal sex.
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21F Forbidden Pleasures
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This is a bit of a long story. I like build up and slow burn stuff so I've written it as such. If you'd like to skip to the fun parts I've left a marker in the middle of the story.
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I couldn't help myself when he was around. He was the perfect gentleman, always kind, ever patient, caring, loving, handsome. I aways found myself lost in his eyes and that beautiful smile especially when it was directed at me. He would be the perfect guy if it was not for his girlfriend. When they say why are all the good guys taken, they aren't wrong.
He arrived a bit late to my place. I was at the door and counting the minutes down and though he was only 10 minutes late he still apologised for it. I smiled and let him in. I couldn't help myself. I knew this was wrong yet I had dressed up in a tight top and my best pair of jeans hoping to garner some of his attention. He didn't miss a beat to compliment my outfit as we got comfy in the room.
He had come over to help me study and I had to keep the ruse up so I brought out a couple of textbooks and laid them out on the bed. Unfortunately for me he had taken the chair by the table. I sighed to myself and joined him at the table as he stood and pulled out the empty chair beside him. This was gonna be a long damn day.
I hung on his every word as he calmly explained things to me. I already knew way more than he did but I didn't want him to know that and kept coming up with different topics for him to explain. Gently brushing my hair aside and resting on my hand I settled in slightly zoning out as I admired his face and body while he spoke. It didn't last long however.
"I know what you're trying, you know?" His words snapped me out of my trance as he gave a sort of sideways smirk, his gaze still on the notebook he was writing in. "What do you mean?" I said a bit shocked as I sat up and leaned closer to him. "I've just been unable to understand these topics, and with exams coming closer I thought having a helping hand could be a good way to at least pass if nothing else." I finished speaking then looked away slightly playing with my hair.
He finally turned to face me and stroked my hair back tucking it behind my ear. His hand, warm and comforting rested on my cheek as his eyes locked with mine and seemed to stare right into my soul. That one stare sent butterflies in my stomach and turned my legs to jelly. It was a good thing I was seated or I would've been a puddle on the floor.
He spoke after what felt like an eternity. "I know you know these topics. I saw you correct the notes in your notebook as I was explianing them." Then he gave a bit of a chuckle. "If you wanted to hang out you could've just asked me lol." He said as he turned his chair to face me. His hands landed on the edge of my thighs near my knees as he leaned in towards me. "I know I've been busy with studies or my grilfriend for a while but you're one of my few close friends in college and you don't need an excuse if you want to just chill."
I nervously chuckled but then impulsive thoughts took over. Something about the way he was leaned in and his hands on my thighs that I couldn't resist. I took his face in my hands and bringing him close I kissed him. The world seeemed to slow down and It felt like a good minute before we finally pulled apart. He stood up abrubtly and backed away to the door. I reflexively stood up too and was frozen in place staring at him as he faced away from me.
"I'm really sorry i shouldn't have-" I started to stammer out but he turned around just as suddenly. "Look Sam I really like you but I have a girlfriend and it's not fair to her." I swallowed hard and nodded. "I know that. I know what I did was wrong and you have every right to be upset but you're so damn amazing and I just couldn't stop myself it was like I was working on autopilot." He sighed and held his head. "I can't just leave her for you. As much as I want this to happen I can't I'm sorry."
I looked down at the floor studying my feet and when I did speak it was in hushed tones as I said "I know. I'm sorry. You don't need to help me anymore you can leave if you'd like to?" I finished speaking then turned away to look out the window. I'd probably text him sorry later.
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I heard the door open and then close and then felt a hand on my wrist as he pulled me into his arms. I was standing close to him with his hands on my waist. I could feel his heartbeat, the way his chest rose and fell as he took in breaths, and those same warm breaths falling on my face as he looked down at me. "I can't leave. And I'm going to apologize in advance for everything that comes after this. To everyone I know." he said and then pulling me closer our lips touched then locked as we started to make out standing in the center of my room.
He was an amazing kisser and his hands explored my body as his tongue explored my mouth. We slowly made our way over to the bed. He took off his tee as he lay me back onto the bed and I climbed back to lean against my pillows as he joined me. He kissed my neck and left me a hickey before moving back up to my cheek and then my lips. I traced the hair on his chest with my nail as we made out. His hand came up to join mine on his chest and taking my hand in his he slowly kissed and licked my fingertips. "You know she doesn't have long nails like you. I can't wait to see how they feel on my back when I'm inside you." he said before leaning in and kissing me again as I moaned into his mouth and ran my nails along his cheek.
I slowly started working my way lower as I kissed his neck then his chest then his abs and stopped right above his belt buckle. I looked up at him and kissed him before putting my hand on his chest making him lean back as I unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. He already had a wet spot on his blue boxer briefs. I kissed his wet spot making him moan then slowly pulled his jeans and underwear down and off in one swift motion. It was kind of hot him sitting there in the nude while I was fully dressed.
I took his cock in my hand and jerked him off a bit before I brought my lips to it. "You're such a tease" he whispered as I kissed every inch of his dick leaving a trail of precum on my lips as I pulled away from the tip. Then I opened my mouth and swallowed it whole, or at least as much as I could before I gagged and drolled all over it. He held my hair back and locked eyes with me as I started to blow him.
I slowly pulled off leaving a trail of drool all the way up to my lips. He wiped my lips and I licked his fingers clean as we kissed again before he took control. He was rough but passionate. as we knelt on the bed kissing he pulled my tshirt off so fast I thought he might rip it. I hadn't worn underwear and he told me he noticed as he lay me down and climbed on top sucking on my nipples. Then he unbuckled my jeans and pulled off my jeans throwing them aside.
He lifted my hips in his powerful arms and held me up as he feasted on my vagina. I could hear how wet I was as he ate me out and he made me even wetter. All I could do was hold on to the bedsheet as he skillfully brought me to the edge and then pulled me past it with quick and passionate strokes on my clit. Then he was slow and sensual as he let me down laying in his arms.
I was already tired out but he was just getting started. I couldn't see what he was doing as I lay panting and staring at the ceiling till two minutes later I hear the sound of a packet ripping. I look up at him as I feel his dick at my entrance. "Don't worry. That was me opening a condom. Speaking of though remind me to buy some more for tomrrow with gf." he said and before I could reply he leaned over me and slowly pushed himself in.
"Take it slow" I whimpered out in pain and pleasure, "It's my first time" I whispered to him as he slowly filled me up. As he pulled out a bit I moaned feeling every inch of him, every vein on his dick, his breath on my chest. Then he filled me up again. As I lay on my back he moved in deeper this time leaning foward and kissing me, letting me get used to his girth, before he pulled back out. We repeated this a few times before I simply nodded to him. He braced himself gripping my bedhseets and started to fuck me.
I could feel the weight of my tits bouncing as he went faster and deeper each time grunting and moaning. I let my moans join his as I wrapped my legs around his waist and then my arms around his back. I dug my nails in and scratched him a bit which elicited a positive reply. I could feel him slowing down, getting more forceful as he got closer to his orgasm.
I pulled him close and holding him in place I moved my hips as best I could as I whispered in his ear "Cum for me." and cum he did. It was so hot feeling him throb inside me as he filled up the condom then slowly pulled out. We both sighed in pleasure as he lay beside me on the bed. "Don't break up with her." I whispered to him and then kissed him. "I like this being our dirty secret."
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[S/s] Fake dating my sister is driving us crazy
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I'm 25+ and I have a younger sister. We became orphans when I was very young and we spent some years at an orphanage.
The bad thing about the orphanage is that we were adopted by different families, because of very specific reasons related to my sister that would be too risky to point out here.
The good thing about getting adopted is that our families agreed on letting us maintain contact with each other and even see each other kinda frequently.
When we were still at our foster families' houses, we would only see each other like once a month, and even though we kept in touch via message or even calls, we got a little bit distant from each other. This made us follow very opposite paths in life. Without getting much into details: I am now a businesswoman and she's... Kinda of an intellectual, I'd say, a very Idealist airhead (just kidding). But this never changed the way we were always there for each other when we needed to.
As soon as she graduated from college we made a really big decision, which is to move in together. We considered a lot of things, but the fact that we were apart from each other for so long and the need to live together one more time... It just felt like the right thing to do.
Turns out it really was. She moved in to my AP and we're living together for about a year and a half now.
Well... My life with my sister would be peaceful and tranquil... If it wasn't for the fact that we had this genius idea of fake dating.
Just to put this out of the way: since we grew up kinda separated from each other, most of my or her friends simply do not take it seriously when I say we were sisters and we got adopted by different families. Most of our friend circles think we are just childhood friends who learned to see each other as sisters. After some time, we just stopped trying to convince them otherwise (but some of them know it's true cuz they even saw some proof of it).
Well, about 7 months ago my sister, who we'll call Marcella here, broke up with her boyfriend. It was a really hard time for her, since he was a very toxic person that I was trying to warn her about for a long time. She spent some time healing from this and detoxifying from social media and some friends in general. But it all went down when one of her friends sent her screenshots of her ex-boyfriend saying a lot of bad things about her, especially in bed. She got even more depressed then.
I didn't have much to do other than support her, be there for her and try to be the most communicative I could in order to pull her out of her sadness cave.
Some weeks after the screenshots incident, I caught Marcella giggling on the phone. That was a very great surprise for me, to get back from work and see my sister smiling and talking with someone else. I went to take a bath, do my things, taking my time… but when I went downstairs again, I tried to ask her who she was talking to.
She said she couldn't tell yet and brushed off the subject by hitting my soft spot: cooking for me (I love when she cooks for me, she even made me be a bit into vegan food).
Some days after the giggling episode, I came home from work and she wasn't there. It was the first time in a long time since she was out so I didn't worry, I was happy she was crawling out of the cave by herself.
But then she woke me up very late at night, a little bit drunk, sitting on my bed and asking me a bunch of things I didn't understand at first. After I turned on the lights and gave her some water, I understood her questions: she wanted to know if I'd do anything for her, if my love was unconditional.
That question hit me like a punch, but I promptly said yes and hugged her real tight. It was then when she gave a light kiss on my lips and fell asleep in my bedroom.
Needless to say that I spent the rest of the night unable to sleep, thinking about that question and about that kiss. In other circumstances, a light kiss on the lips would be something normal between us, but that one felt different.
The following days we kinda avoided the subject, but she was having more progress so I was happy. But I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss.
On my day off, I decided I'd bring it up and we would discuss it, especially because as the days passed I had this feeling that she wanted to tell me something but couldn't.
And then, during dinner, I brought the subject up asking her if that kiss had something to do with the subject she tried so hard to avoid (the phone giggling). In my head, she was seeing someone else but was still afraid this person would hurt her and went to me to reaffirm my love for her in an attempt to feel safe. But I couldn't be more wrong.
Marcella finally spoke up. According to her, when she giggled on the phone it was because she was discussing with her friend some ideas to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend. And the drunk kiss… was because at her friend's, one of the ideas they considered was she could start fake dating me, to show her ex he was replaced by… a girl (kinda sexist, I know, but… that was it).
I ran out of words for some time, listening to her talking about that in a very light way. But after she told me everything, she just looked at me and said: "I even considered asking you to do that for me, but I was the whole time thinking if that wouldn't just shock you out and made you mad at me"
As I didn't know what to say at the time, she just said it was okay and we could just forget about this.
But honestly, I just couldn't think of anything else. I spent a whole week considering every aspect of this possibility. Emotional risks, legal risks, professional risks, all kinds of risks… I even considered like… physical boundaries, as if I was writing a contract so we could sign.
After pondering a whole week about it, I went to talk to her about it and at first she even though I was just joking with her. But I wasn't.
I told her we had different surnames, grew up in different places, we were not very physically similar to each other, and some of our friends didn't even believe we were actually blood related sisters.
Well, skipping the minute details… After a long time discussing how it would go… we both agreed on fake dating each other.
Everything was going fine (or as fine as a fake dating relationship between sisters can go), and to be honest we've never been so united in our lives.
But there are two issues: since we became a couple, we've been invited to a crazy lot of… couple stuff. Couples night, couples going to the theatre, couples going on a trip, couples going to the beach… couples, couples, couples, couples. And I swear to you… I got so used to treating Marcella as my girlfriend that I call her "honey" and "sweetie" even when we are alone and… she sleeps in my bedroom now. And yeah, I've started to feel aroused around her, because it is really difficult not to be really conscious of her body and… physicality when you spend more than five months kinda praising it in front of her friends.
Well, as if it wasn't enough, we have the second issue: last week, she was at the club with some friends… and her ex was invited. At first, she was totally okay with it and very confident since I was going to be there after work. But when I got there… I was attacked by Marcella.
As soon as I got closer, I only had time to say hello to our friends, take a look at her ex and his new girlfriend, and Marcella just pulled me closer and gave the most intense kiss we ever had.
I was so shocked that I… I just went along. She not only kissed me but put her back against the wall and started making out with me in that dark corner. I could feel the eyes of everyone at the table looking at us… and as the kiss went, I started to like it
So… sparing some details,.. we repeated it sometimes at the club in the same night, without addressing it at any moment. We just went along and did it several times.
When we got home later, we made up real quick at the stairs to our room, but then we were interrupted by one of our neighbours ringing the doorbell and we didn't keep it going after we went to bed.
Well, sorry for the long post but I haven't spoken to anyone about it since it started so… yeah… a lot of feelings to put out.
We hadn't addressed our make out session at the club since then, and we're becoming increasingly physical with each other even at home.
I'm afraid to say I might be crazy for Marcella, and she doesn't seem to be feeling much differently.
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[F/D] Having sex with me eldest daughter
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It happened. I had sex with my eldest daughter. This update is a lot sooner than I thought about doing an update but an event like this I feel deserves an immediate update.
This evening I was replying to someone’s comment(s) on my most recent post before this one, telling me “she’s ready”, as in ready for sex with me. I didn’t go about it the way he said although I took a point he said, I was assertive and then asked.
We were snuggled up under a blanket in the lounge watching TV, I had my arm around her with my hand on the side of her leg, around her ass area, just stroking her thigh. We were like that for a good while and then I initiated a kiss with her which we held for just as long as we would after our morning coffee and chat, however, after it I had asked her if she would have sex with me. She cracked a smile, and whispered “yeah”, we kissed again and headed upstairs to her bedroom.
As soon as we got in her bedroom we closed the door behind us and closed her window shutters so no one could peak in from the outside, even though her bedroom is on the second story, I didn’t want to risk it. We kissed again and my eldest began stripping, taking off her tank top, shorts and bra. Myself, I got completely naked. I asked before we did anything if she wanted me to use a condom or if she was on any form of birth control and a burst of excitement came when she said she was on birth control (because she sometimes like to mess around with her brother).
I laid on her bed, back first, and for the first time she got a good feel for my penis, stroking and sucking it briefly. Then came for my turn to perform a bit of foreplay on my daughter. She laid beside me, we had another kiss, then I put my hand down under her panties and rubbed her vagina, slipping a few fingers in from time to time until I eventually went down to pull her panties aside to taste her. During the foreplay I kept asking her if she was ok and giving myself some reassurance that we both wanted it and not just me.
As I sat up on my knees after tasting her I had asked her “are you ready?”.
She replied, while cracking another smile, with a soft “yes”..
…and then I put my penis inside her. I don’t think I’ve described how I like to have sex in any of my other posts before but I like real slow, passionate, love making type sex and to have it with my daughter, who I love dearly, really did warm my heart. With every thrust came a gentle moan, with every kiss came a whispered “I love you” until we both came.
To say we had fun together is an understatement, we had a blast. After we conducted our first act of intercourse, we cleaned up, opened the shutters and windows for some fresh air in her bedroom and headed back down stairs for a snuggle in the lounge.
I will **not** be sending any pictures/videos/personal information so please do **not** ask. Thanks for reading.
FYI: My eldest daughter is 27 years old, everyone I speak about on my posts (my eldest and youngest daughters, and son) are above the age of 18.
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[M/S] Mom and I: When it turned into a real relationship
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*Due the overwhelming Feedback and interest in my yesterdays posts, I decided to write down more of my personal memories. This tale one here begins roughly in May 2020, shortly after the first Corona lock down got lifted in my country and ends with the second big Corona lock down in November 2020. It was the time when mom and I became real romantic lovers.*
As mentioned before, Mom and I were planing, or better said we decided to stop being intimate with each other after Corona, or at least the lock down was over. And we stuck to the plan. Mom went back in our family home, I staid in my inner city apartment, to jump back into my ordinary life, and mom did the same in my, in our hometown a few hours of driving away.
At first it felt great having the place for myself again. I could do whatever I wanted, when I wanted and there was no one else around that was disturbing me. It also felt great to hit the streets again, to hang out with some friends, to have a life outside of work and well, fucking my own mom.
I even began to date other woman again. And I had a blast. I fucked some of them – mom back at home wasn’t that innocent either. But something was missing. A person was missing. And you probably already are guessing it: It was my mother. I wasn’t just missing the sex, I was missing her company, I was missing talking to her, so I began to call her. Yes, a good old phone call.
She was nothing but glad, happy when I called her. Her voice told me that she was missing me too. So we kept on talking. And talking. We were calling each other every day, telling each other everything, yes even about our hookups. We really have no secrets from each other. And we had some nice phone sex too.
After we had no contact for the bigger part of June 2020, contact got intense in July 2020 and due travel restrictions I had a few weeks off in August, with nothing really to do. I told mom about it, and she invited me over into my old family home. I immediately gave her a positive answer. We both knew that we would end up in bed again. We both hopped that we would end up in bed again. We both wanted nothing but to end up in bed again.
But we also needed a cover story. Luckily, back then, it was easy to construct one: I was not able to travel abroad, but I needed to get out of town, for a change of scenery, so I went back home into my old family home, to help out mom fixing up the place a little and to go for some hiking trips. Not a single one of my friends asked a single damn question about it.
Mom on her side, did the same. She told the neighbors, the people in her surrounding that I would show up for three weeks to do some minor maintenance on my future house, and that I we were planing to go on some hiking trips and stuff. Totally innocent grown up mother son things. And luckily no one asked any questions.
Time flew by, and on the first Sunday in August I was on my way back home. Back home to my mom. I was nothing but exited about it. And very, very nervous too. The most nervous I had ever been on a trip back home. And well, I wanted to see her, to smell her, to hug her, to kiss her and to fuck her. I was nothing but rock hard for the bigger part of the trip.
Then they train stopped. I had to get out. And in front of the train station, she was already waiting for me. She came to pick me up. I wanted to hug her, to share some passionate kisses with her, but well, I had to restrain myself. We were in public. Mom fought the same battles.
So we shared a formal hug, I was pressing my rock hard dick against her, she whispered the following into my ear when she felt him: “So you really missed your mom. That really makes me happy. I missed you too.”
Then I dumped my luggage into the trunk of the car and we drove back home. We parked the car in the carport, I grabbed all of my stuff, mom was helping me caring it into the house and then it happened. I put my stuff on the floor, in the entry way.
Then mom and I froze. We looked each other in the eyes. Some very nice, warm and fuzzy feeling came up in my belly. Then we got closer to each other. And closer. Our bodies were touching. Our lips were touching. We shared a few gentle kisses. Sexual tension was climbing higher and higher.
Gentle kisses turned into passionate ones. Our hands began to explore each other’s bodies. We began to rip the clothes off each others bodies. We barely made it into the living room. Were we fell onto the sofa. Still kissing.
Then she spread her legs for me, we used a lot of spit for lube and then my dick went inside my mother’s pussy. What an awesome feeling. Who had I missed it through the previous months.
Soon our moaning was filling the living room. My dick was sliding in and out of her pussy. More and more tension was building up. I came closer to an orgasm with every thrust I gave her. Her moaning got more intense with every thrust I gave her. Again, it all felt nothing but awesome. As if my dick was made for her pussy. Or the other way around.
Then one more hard and deep thrust. Boom, my balls emptied themselves inside my mom’s pussy. She came with me. Two exhausted bodies were collapsing onto each other. But both had a huge smile, a more than just satisfied expression on their face. I finally was with my mom again, and she finally was with her son again.
After our first fuck for more than two months, mom and I just kept laying on the sofa. Cuddling, sharing gentle kisses, enjoying each other, talking a little, bit, and in that night I told her that I love her for the first time. At least referring to love in a lovers meaning, not the love every son has for his mother. She told me the same back.
We kept on fucking for the better part of the evening. But when it was time to go to bed, something strange happened. I wanted to go into my old room, into my old bed. Mom stopped me: “Silly, you are sleeping with me now.”
We both had to laugh. Sometimes old habits die hard.
And well, mom cured my morning wood the following day. She was already sucking on my rock hard dick when I opened my eyes. She woke me up with a morning blow job. And she knew how to suck cock. She knew how to squeeze my balls. So it didn’t took long until I dumped a huge and nasty load down her throat. She swallowed every last drop of it.
And nope, I am not going to tell you about every fuck we had in my three weeks of vacation back at home. It would be a novel on itself. But maybe I share a few outstanding ones with you later, if you are interested.
So my vacation back at home was nothing but awesome. I was fucking my mom, I was spending time with her, and well, I was fixing up my old family home too. It was one of the hottest, one of the best vacations I ever had.
But unfortunately, good times always tend to fly by you far far too fast. It was in the last days of my vacation that mom and I realized that I soon would be gone again. That we would be separated again. That we wouldn’t be able to see each other for a long long time.
But that was just a too sad, to disappointing perspective, so we came up with a plan to keep on going: I would show up for a weekend or two a month, helping her out fixing my old family home. Helping her keeping the place up and running. A very very plausible thing to do, when you will own the place some time in the future.
So from August to November 2020 mom and I established our fucking weekends. I drive back home, we enjoy each others companies, we argue a little bit – yes, mom and I have a real relationship up and running and not everything is just happy sunshine all the time – and then we fuck even more. It worked out. Somewhat.
Because to totally honest, we both wanted more. We wanted to be with each other all the time, but it just was – and is until today – no option here. Because explaining my friends why my mom moves into my place and hangs out with me all the time, impossible. Same goes for my mother’s friends. But a weekend, or two a month no one was asking any questions at all. And well, when being in a fucking relationship with your mother, better be careful to not get caught.
*So thanks for reading my tale. I hope some of you got something out of it. Either inspiration, or maybe some advice. And well, if inspiration hits me again, maybe I write another part. Thanks for everything.*
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MY BULLY OWNS MY FAMILY CH01
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This is a story about a young man's high school bully slowly turning him, his mom, his sister, and his dad into big black cock submissive sluts. I've been wanting to try writing erotic fiction for a long time, this is my first go at it.
The first chapter involves Andy's parents finding out about a fantasy: getting a birthday spanking by Marcus, his high school bully. His parents turn this fantasy into a reality.
This story contains these themes (among others): femdom, incest, cuckolding, spanking, watersports, straight sex, gay sex, reluctant/nonconsensual sex. So if you are not into those things, don't read the story.
All characters are over the age of 18. This is purely a fantasy.
**Chapter 1: My Secret Gets Out**
It was an awkward time in my life. Although I was eighteen, I had the look of a thirteen year old boy. I had a little bit of baby fat left and had not filled out. I had not grown much body hair, and my ass and thighs were round and smooth.
I thought about girls constantly, and the short dresses and skirts girls wore to school drove me crazy. Not only that, but I had a severe lack of confidence and was a favorite target for bullies.
Easily my most hated bully was Marcus. He stood five inches taller than me and always showed off his muscular frame. He was the only black guy in our high school, which made him a hot commodity among the girls.
Marcus's taunting was unrelenting. In the hall, his favorite hobby was to coerce me into doing things for him.
"Hey, ya fag," he'd say as he would stop me in the hall, "buy me a soda."
On one occasion, I told him no. Marcus's response was to get his jock buddies and girlfriends to chant, "Andy's a little faggot boy, Andy's a little faggot boy" until I ran away into my next class.
I was so ashamed of myself. Why did Marcus insist on humiliating me? What was so wrong with me?
He got as much pussy and ass as he could ever want. Not only that, but his girlfriends seemed to enjoy him taunting me.
This constant bullying turned into a fetish for me. I started to deal with my shame through sexual humiliation. Thoughts of Marcus slapping my face over and over again, spitting on my face, and making me suck his cock started to pass my mind more and more. I didn't understand. I was straight. I wanted to fuck girls. But I suddenly couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to submit to and accept Marcus's bullying.
I wanted to confide in someone about these weird and disturbing images I was developing. I invited over my best friend Stephen and we bullshitted for a while in my basement.
After a pause in conversation, I said, "Hey man, can I ask you a very personal question?"
"Of course," Stephen said, "you can ask me anything."
"Ok....what is your wildest sexual fantasy?"
"Hmm," he pondered. After a long pause, he looked at me and said, "you know what, I'll do you one better. I can give you an experience. But I gotta warn you, it's weird. Don't judge me."
"Dude, of course I won't judge you," I said.
"Ok. Last week, Mom searched through my internet history when I was away."
"So what?"
"Well, She found my porn, which is...umm...pretty fucked up."
"You know I like fucked up things."
"I don't know why, but I really get turned on thinking about myself being, like, spanked by my family. Like Mom, my sister...and Dad."
"Whoa man, that is super fucked up."
"Alright, but you have not heard the least of it. My mom, well, she decided to fulfill my fantasy."
Not knowing what he meant, I asked, "What, did she set you up with a girl into that stuff?"
"No man. She fucking spanked me."
"What, your mom? No dude, I'm sorry, there is no fucking way."
"I'm telling you, she spanked me...and so did my sister...and so did Dad."
"Really? This is too good, man. Keep going."
"So, we were all eating dinner together like we always do. Halfway through the meal my sister, out of the fucking blue, says, 'I hear you need to be punished.'"
"What?" I asked.
"I mean, I obviously was stunned, and asked my sister what she was talking about. This really caused Mom to snap. She told me that little boys who need to be punished don't get to protest. I was to go upstairs and make a list of everything I had done wrong and then report to the living room to receive my punishment."
"Man, this is actually pretty hot."
"At that point, I knew that Mom had told my sister about my porn. The rest is history. I go downstairs and read off the list of things I've done wrong. Mom makes me strip completely naked and bend over a chair. They all take turns belting me."
When Stephen was telling his story, I couldn't help but get hard as well. "I...uh...I don't even know what to say."
He laughed, "It looks like your cock is talking for you. Alright, man. I gave you mine. What's yours?"
"You have to promise you won't tell anyone. It is pretty fucking weird."
"Did you not just hear what came out of my mouth?" he said.
I paused for a moment, looked down to the ground, and said, "I don't have much luck with girls and I get bullied every fucking day. Part of me just wants to submit to the taunting and do what Marcus says. I fantasize about him doing fucked up shit like spanking my ass and, well, fucking his girlfriends in front of me."
"Holy shit. I heard about this! I think you're a sissy boy. You get turned on by being humiliated by superior, stronger men. It's pretty common actually. Marcus is so strong and domineering, so I don't blame you." He said, trying to comfort me.
"Yeah, well. Please just keep this secret," I said, probably looking pretty embarrassed.
"For sure. But I don't think you're telling me everything. I bet you have some fucked up incest fantasies, just like everyone else."
I never thought about incest much before, but his story gave me a new thought I had to get out.
"Umm....your story kinda gave me an idea."
"It's not a story bro, this fucking happened."
"Ok, well. It would be fucked up, but kinda hot, to get a spanking by Marcus...on my birthday...with family and friends watching. I don't know why man, it's making me hard."
"In my experience you need to listen to your gut. I know it sounds stupid. I bet Marcus would have a fun time with you and I bet your parents would, too.'
"Even if I wanted to do something like this, my family wouldn't be down. And Marcus is an asshole, I hate that guy."
"Did you ever think you hated him because you could never be him?"
I didn't reply because I couldn't believe my best friend actually suggested I humiliate myself in front of my worst enemy.
My nineteenth birthday was fast approaching. Five days before it, I was with my mom, dad, and sister around our swimming pool. Fran, my twin sister, is very tan, has a huge ass and round thighs, small tits, a gorgeous smile, and cute brown hair. My mother, Mary, has a smaller bubble butt, long legs, big tits, and a mischievous grin. Both were wearing their usual skimpy swimsuits, and I couldn't help but look at their gorgeous bodies. My dad, George, is a very handsome, tall, and muscular man, and also a very loving father.
As we were all hanging out around the pool, Mom said something I never expected.
"So Andy, I hear you need to be punished."
I looked back and forth at my mom, dad, and sister, grasping at what to say next. What the hell did they mean?
"I...I have no idea what you're talking about!" I said.
"Oh I think you do, Son." my father said, a little bit condescendingly. "There will be no ifs, ands, or buts. We are going to give you the birthday spanking you've always needed, you naughty boy."
My mom and sister sniggered after seeing the embarrassment on my face. Although I definitely was shocked, I was also weirdly excited. I never thought in a million years that this fantasy might become reality.
I spent the next five days switching between nervous anticipation and incredible excitement. Was this really going to happen? Although I was not looking forward to having my fantasies paraded in front of my family, I loved the idea of getting humiliated by the very people who love me the most.
On the day of my birthday, Mom woke me up at eight in the morning.
"Happy Birthday!" She cheerily exclaimed as she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
The way my mom dressed was not typical of her at all. She usually dresses conservatively, but today she wore a short pleated skirt and a very skimpy crop top. She looked like a slutty schoolgirl! I didn't object, however, as I got to see her thighs and a glimpse of her ass as she bent over to pick up my dirty clothes.
"Have you made a list of naughty things you have done?" She asked.
"Um...no, Mom. I'll do that a little bit later. I'm having a little bit of trouble coming up with things I've done wrong."
"Son, I want you to reflect deeply on why you need to be punished. You act like a good little boy but I know you have some perverted and very wrong fantasies. Just tell us what those are. Certainly you should be punished for those dirty little secrets."
"Yes, Mom." I said, terrified that my family would hear my deepest and most embarrassing fantasies.
As I made my way downstairs, my sister was making breakfast and Dad was sitting at the table in a suit. But my sister was not just making breakfast. She was making breakfast in just a thong and thigh high plaid socks. She also had her hair up in slutty pigtails. I felt my cock grow, I couldn't help myself!
"Umm...Mom. What is this all about?"
"Silly boy! It's part of your birthday present. You get to see your pretty sister naked!"
"Um...ok...thanks, Mom. I guess."
'This is super fucking weird,' I thought.
The rest of the morning went pretty well. I got my birthday present - a new bike that I really wanted. I gave my parents a hug and they told me they loved me very, very much. My sister decided to bend over the bicycle, revealing her big round ass to me.
After we chatted about "how quickly I had grown up", Mom changed topics of conversation.
"Ok, Son. In twenty minutes your party guests will arrive. It's time to go upstairs and wait for me to call you down. When you do come down, it will be time for your spanking. So, of course you'll need to be naked."
"Um...guests? You didn't tell me about guests," I said, suddenly terrified out of my mind. How could my parents do this to me? And more troubling, who in the hell was coming to my birthday party?
"What would a birthday party be without guests, silly?" Mom said as Dad and my sister chuckled along.
"Go upstairs, birthday boy. We'll call you down," My sister ordered.
Reluctantly, I headed upstairs. Despite my attempts not to think about sex, my cock was as hard as a rock, standing at its mediocre five inches.
Twenty minutes later, Mom called for me to come downstairs. Completely naked, I came down the stairs at a snail's pace. When I got to the bottom, I looked up and my world stopped. Marcus, my asshole of a bully, was standing in the middle of the room. Surrounding him were eight other cute high school girls who Marcus had fucked. Stephen and his mom, dad, and sister were also surrounding Marcus.
"Happy Birthday!" They all screamed.
I didn't know what to do! I was standing there completely naked with my young, smooth body on display. To make matters worse, my cock was as hard as it ever got, sticking out for everyone to see.
I was pissed at my mom and my entire family for inviting Marcus and his girlfriends. It didn't help that my sister was still wearing just a thong and my own mom still looked like a slutty schoolgirl!
"Mom, how could you?" I yelled, "You know Marcus bullies me. He has beat me up before!"
"Oh Son, I know you better than you think! Isn't this your fantasy? For this muscular, tough, man-bully to make you suck on his big black cock?"
"Mom, all the people here!"
"Do you not get off on Marcus, your high school bully, humiliating you?"
I was devastated, but this humiliation by my own mother really turned me on.
"...yes," I said, with my head down.
"What is that you call him, Marcus? Little faggot boy?" My mother asked, with a very evil grin.
"Yup, Indeed I do," He said.
"Now, Son," My dad said, "Naughty little boys need to be punished by big strong bullies. This is really the natural way of things. Do you have the list of things that you think deserve punishment?" he asked.
"Um...yes...Uh...," I stammered, "One, I stole a picture of Angela from her locker and jacked off to it."
Angela, one of Marcus's girlfriends, looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck! what a pervert!"
"Go on, Son," Dad said.
"Ok...I...I have sick fantasies about being...pissed on...by Marcus," I said. I heard a couple of Marcus's girlfriends laughing under their breath.
"Well, that certainly deserves punishment," Dad said.
"And...I...I get turned on thinking about being humiliated by men who are stronger than me."
"Yes, Son, and that means you are a sissy!" Dad exclaimed.
Marcus then chimed in, "Alright, little faggot boy. Your girly ass deserves a spanking. Get on the floor and show me that round sissy ass of yours!"
I did as he told, getting on all fours on the floor. Marcus proceeded to spank my ass with his big hands, taunting me at the same time:
"That's right, birthday boy. Little faggot! Little faggot boy!"
The crowd cheered him on, enabling Marcus's bullying. After about five minutes of hard spanking, he turned me around and pulled his massive black cock out of his pants.
"Suck his big black cock, little sissy!" yelled my Mom, "be a good birthday boy!"
I opened my mouth to take in his big cock, but struggled at first. Angela, Marcus's girlfriend, coached me through it and after a while I had gotten into a good rhythm.
As Marcus was speeding up, my sister came over to Marcus and bent over to show him her voluptuous ass. She then reached between her legs and started to stroke my cock. I couldn't believe that my own sister was getting me off!
"Oh God," Marcus's voice was rising, "I'm going to cum all over your pathetic brother's face!"
"Oh yeah, Marcus, you big strong man. Cum on my sissy brother!" She yelled.
Marcus couldn't contain himself any longer as his cum shot onto my face. About thirty seconds later, I came on the floor from my sister's handjob. As my final assignment of the night, I was ordered to lick up all the cum that I shot on the floor. How humiliating! But at the same time, how incredibly exciting.
My parents had one more present for me. They got me a pink baby doll lingerie set. I was ordered to wear it around for the rest of the party.
"A sissy needs to look pretty on his special day!" Mom said.
Once again, I was in complete disbelief. I had just been exposed as a pathetic sissy by Mom and Dad and had to witness my sister slutting it up for my high school bully. I had never expressed an interest in wearing girls lingerie and was surprised my parents were doing this.
"Oh, come on. I won't wear that! You have already ruined my fucking birthday, all of you. No fucking way!"
"Son, don't lie. You really loved this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have creamed all over the floor with your little sissy cock!" Mom said.
"I mean, come on, you took advantage of me." I said.
Dad then pulled out his stern voice, "Son, this is not up for debate. Boys like you need to learn how to be pretty for the men in your life."
So, reluctantly, I took the present from my parents and put it on.
It was so humiliating being exposed as a complete sissy at my own birthday party. I was upset with my parents but couldn't help being excited about what was next in this adventure.
Marcus was the star of the party and I was relegated to party host. He was the girls' favorite karaoke duet partner and he flirted constantly with all of them (including my sister and mom). I, on the other hand, spent the night getting people drinks, kissing girls' feet if they asked, and generally doing what anyone asked. And if I tried to object, they were instructed by Mom to point to the boner in my pink panties and laugh.
Finally, the party was over. People headed out, making sure to say goodbye to Marcus and I. Most girls gave him a kiss on the way out. Marcus was the last to leave and as he was walking out the door, he said, "I'll see you tomorrow, buddy!"
I slammed the door, ran past my parents, stomped up the stairs, and went into my bedroom. I slammed the door closed and locked it. I had so many conflicting feelings: lust, anger, jealousy, fear. I never wanted to see my parents again. Still, it was becoming harder and harder to deny that I was rapidly turning into a sissy boy. But I never imagined the depths Marcus would go to control and own me completely. And in the process, he ended up controlling and owning my entire family - Mom, Dad, and my sister.
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LINK: https://www.literotica.com/s/my-bully-owns-my-family-ch-01
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All About Her Part 9 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
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“What about ‘us’ do you want to talk about?” Mags noticed the small alarm clock glowing on the night stand, reached out, stroked his cheek and said, “Sid, it’s very late and I really need to get home before my hubby realizes how long I’ve been here. It was fun. You were an amazing lover…” Sid caressed her hand as it rested on his cheek and slid it down to his cock interrupting her train of thought and her ability to continue. She could feel it rise as he moved her hand over and around it. Soon she found her hand was moving on its own dealing long, tender strokes up and down the shaft. Sid groaned and leaned back as Mags fingers tightened and released with every change of direction. Her breathing was growing erratic. Quickly she could feel the heat and the musky scent of her need rising from between her legs. She pulled the bedclothes down freeing his fully erect prick and covered it with her mouth as she continued to jerk him off. Mags wanted him to cum. She wanted to swallow it down. Her brain clicked off and pure lust took over. She forgot about time. She forgot about being married. In that moment she forgot about me. She didn’t care about anything but satisfying this 18 year old’s craving of her sex. In that instant there was no tomorrow. She sucked him until her jaw hurt. She then mounted him and rode him until she could feel he was ready to shoot his load. She rolled off and had him straddle her face allowing him to finish in her mouth after which she cleaned every drop he had left inside and out.
After a short rest Mags, realizing the sun would be rising soon dressed in a hurry and, as she was putting her shoes on, noticed Sid’s expression was one of disappointment. “Hey,” she said smiling. “I know we didn’t get to talk like you wanted but we had some more fun. Didn’t we?” Finished with her laces she walked over to the bed and took his face in her hand and said, “We’ll have plenty of chances to talk about ‘us’ going forward. Trust me. Ok? Now I have to run home before he wakes up and have a story ready so he doesn’t suspect that I wound up spending the night here with you.” Sid nodded. She kissed him and promised he would see her again as soon as she could work it out. He smiled and started to reply but she was already down the stairs and heading out into the pre dawn light.
Mags could see on my face that I wasn’t exactly comfortable with that last bit of information. “Yes…well, that’s what I wanted to discuss with you. I don’t want to make Sid a one time thing. And I don’t want him to know that you know about it and are privy to everything we do. Then you can reclaim me while I tell you every little detail. Now…won’t that be exciting!?”
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A ménage à trois part 1 [F][F][M]
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This is a story I thought I had already told. It is from a few years ago so I hope I can tell it right.
I was talking with my bf about sex and our likes and dislikes and we came to the conclusion that we both would like a threesome consisting of my bf, me and another woman. And so began the search. We talked about the things we like in other women and what we would like for our threesome. We ended with the conclusion that there was a coworker of mine that lived up to our expectations. I also knew that she is kinky and up for this kind of thing. So I sent her a text explaining the situation and asked if she was free that saterday night. I got a text back almost immediately agreeing and she said she couldn't wait.
We had some days that we had to work together before that saturday. Those days were filled with naughty smiles and flirting. One day we were in our storageroom alone and you could feel the sexual tention. We looked at each other, a sneaky smile appeared on her face. She came closer, whispered in my ear that she couldn't wait to see me out of my clothes, then took a step back, turned on her heels and walked away.
The next day, almost the same story. We were alone in the breakroom and this time I decided to take initiative. I sat down next to her and pulled my chair right next to hers. I leaned in as if I wanted to say something. While leaning in I put my hand on her leg and slowly moved it up. She looked at me with big eyes. I went up even further, putting my hand between her legs and whispered to her: if you plan to tease me like yesterday, be ready for some payback. I then pulled my hand back, slid my chair back and stood up. As I walked out I looked back at her. She was still looking at me but there were no big eyes anymore. She was looking at me like she wanted me right then and there. This was the last day we worked together before that saturday.
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Welcome back: An erotic Star Trek story
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Doctor Alia Moon sat in the medical bay of the starship, her fingers tapping on the console as she worked tirelessly on different vaccines while she recorded her log.
"Chief Medical Officer's log, Stardate 44374.2. The crew of the USS Horizon has been infected with an alien virus. The symptoms are unusual, causing everyone in the entire crew to fall unconscious. I am the only one who has not been affected for reasons still unknown to me, and I am currently working to find a cure.”
Alia took a breath.
“Computer pause recording," she said.
“Recording paused.”
Alia stood from her work station and looked up at the rows of beds filled with her unconscious crewmates. The ship’s sickbay was eerily quiet, with only the hum of the ship’s engines and the soft beeps of the medical equipment filling the air.
“I wish you were awake Sussuk,” she said to her vulcan nurse who was passed out in bay 4, “I could really use that logic right now. Computer resume recording.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
"I have isolated the virus and I am running tests to determine its properties. It appears to be highly contagious, spreading rapidly throughout the ship’s ventilation system. For some reason the biofilters can’t detect it or screen for it. I tried to implement quarantine protocols to prevent further spread of the virus but by the time I realized what was happening, it was too late."
She looked up and around at the omnipotent computer wondering who might hear this recording.
"I fear that time is running out. I have reached out to any other Federation starships but the closest is still four days away. If I don’t find a cure soon, nobody is going to survive this."
Alia sighed and leaned back in her chair, her gaze drifting to the unconscious Captain who was first to fall ill.
"I’m sorry Danny," she said. “You trusted me… and if I fail you–I’ll never forgive myself.”
She closed her eyes briefly, then straightened up and finished her recording.
"End log."
For twenty hours she worked tirelessly trying to find out why she was immune and how she could exploit that to save her crew. And for twenty hours she failed. Eventually she got up and walked for the tenth time to the replicator.
“Coffee, hot.”
The cup materialized in the replicator and she walked back to her office and was astonished by what she saw. On the screen, the word, ‘match,’ blinked over and over. She dropped the coffee and ran over.
“Oh my god,” she thought and ran out of the sick bay and through the corridors of the ship until she ended up at her quarters. In her quarters she found on display a gift from her late husband. It was a Lumino from Xorba 7. The Lumino was a fascinating flowering plant with luminescence properties. Its stem was tall and slender, growing up to a half a meter in height, and it was covered in fine, iridescent hairs that shimmered only when the lights went out. The flower's petals were a beautiful shade of deep purple and blue with hints of green. But what the Lumino was known for was its aphrodisiac qualities. On Xorba 7 it was part of the mating ritual to place one of the plants near the marital bed. The scent caused arousal to the point that two lovers could mate again and again ensuring a child would be conceived.
The effects were much more subdued in humans but not unnoticeable. Sometimes Alia would strip down to nothing, lock the door, and gently stroke her clit while sitting in the dark. The only light coming from Lumino. She thought of Paul. She thought of the day they met at the Academy. THe day they met for the second time onboard the Horizon. The day they had their first date, their first kiss, the day they were married. Then if she hadn’t come yet, she’d remember the day Danny came to her quarters and told her the bad news. That been a year ago. A long time in space. But not a long time in the heart. She wept then and she wept sitting there in her quarters naked.
When she arrived in sickbay she put the plant on the observation table. She ran test after test. She took vials of her blood and samples from the plant when she realized, it wasn't the plant alone that was the cure. It was what the plant did in her blood. WIth the right dose of enzymes from the planet, her blood was the vaccine. But there wasn't enough. What was she missing? She didn’t know.
As she worked she realized that two things had happened. Her blood samples were becoming a more powerful vaccine and she was getting more and more wet. The lips of her pussy felt so sensitive under her tight uniform. Her clit begged to be stroked. She thought about Paul and got wetter still.
“That’s the connection,” she said to herself. “I don’t just have to exposed for this to work, i gotta be turned on.”
Alia sighed.
“You sure know how to pick them, don’t you paul. But how am I–Computer.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
“Start program Paul 12 in holodeck 3.”
“Unable to comply, Medical protocols in effect. Holodeck systems are offline.”
“Jesus Christ,” she said exasperatedly. “Computer, override Medical protocols, alpha, alpha, zulu, charlie.”
“Override complete,” said the computer.
“Now for God’s sake,” she said, “Start program Paul 12 in holodeck 3.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
Alia grabbed the plant and again traveled. This time towards Holodeck 3. During the third month of weekly visits to the ship’s counselor, a Klingon name Grox, she had recommended Alia that she try saying goodbye to Paul in the holodeck. SInce the accident on the away mission that killed Paul had completely disintegrated him, Grox felt that the reason Alia couldn’t get closure was because she had no-body to say goodbye to. Alia took the suggestion and ran with it. For months after, she was in that holodeck 3 times a week making love to her dead husband. That’s not really what Grox had in mind, but she didn’t discourage it either. So when Alia made it into the holodeck she was not surprised to see her husband at their first Apartment at Jupitor station.
“Hey,” he said, cooking dinner at the stove top. “You’re late.”
Paul was probably the last man in the federation still using pots and pans… probably. Alia took the plant to the bedroom and immediately began to strip out of her uniform. Paul, somewhat confused, peaked his head and around the time her panties came off.
“What’s–what’s going on?” he asked.
She grabbed him by the hands, pulled him into the room and bent forward to make sure she had his full attention.
“I don’t have time to explain,” she said. “I need you to fuck me right now or a lot of our friends are gonna die.”
“Alia!” he scolded.
She didn’t normally talk that way.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “We really don’t have time for this.”
“What about dinner first? I’ve been cooking–”
“Computer, delete dinner!”
“Hey,” he said. “I was working really hard at that.”
“Damn it,” she said, “This isn’t working. Computer, make dan permanently aroused, horny as fuck, and make him recover immediately after coming.”
“Command unrecognized,” said the computer. “Please redefine hornyness level.”
“Really horny,” she said.
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
Paul’s entire personality changed. He grabbed Alia and pulled her close, kissing her hard. His soft tongue explored her mouth while his hands immediately went down to her ass and cupped her bare cheeks picking her up. Alia wrapped her legs around her husband and breathed hard as she kissed him. Paul carried her over the bed and threw her there then began to peel off his clothes.
“Computer,” she said. “Monitor hemoglobin in my system matching the parameters of the vaccine sequence on the sick bay computers. When I reach 8000 parts per `, create a nurse that will come over and take vials of my blood. Do this until there are 20 full vials. And yes, override safety protocols by older of the ship’s chief medical officers.
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
By the time she was done talking, paul had already joined her on the bed. He grabbed a handful of thigh meat in each hand and spread Alia’s legs apart. His mouth met her lips and he simply licked her. From base to clit, base to clit, over and over until she was screaming in pleasure. As he passed her clit, he lingered, encircling it with his tongue then going back down again and starting over. Alia reached down and grabbed a handful of thick greek hair and pulled it until she knew it hurt. She guided him where she wanted him to be. Used her legs to trap him when she wanted him to continue was he was doing and pulled him close enough to suffocate. It wasn’t long before a starfleet nurse appeared in the bedroom and took the first vial.
She let him continue eating her pussy until five vials were full and then she begged for him to fuck her. He needed no additional encouragement. Unknown to the doctor, a small puddle of cum was already on the floor from where he had stroked his cock to orgasm once. The real Paul loved to Eat Alia’s pussy. He would do it until his face was drenched and then he would fuck her and kiss her and let her taste himself on his lips. And that’s what he did now. Before sliding in his cock however, he slowly rubbed the head up and down her soaking pussy just as he had done with his tongue. She arched her back, desperate to feel him enter but he held back. He did this until she was completely mad with desire, then he relented. Pushing it in slowly until he was completely inside of her and the meat of her thighs pressed firmly against his torso. He loved that feeling, at least the real Paul did. He loved it so much that sometimes he would just stay that way until finally pulling back and pushing in again. After that, he kissed her and fucked her slowly, gently. It drove her wild.
And while she did love it. It wasn't enough. She had a time limit. Fuck me, she said. Fuck me hard. He obeyed. His loving strokes became punishing stabs. He plunged into her and the sound echoed in the room. It didn’t take long for him to tab deeply, and she felt him tighten up. His orgasm was coming and that brought her to the brink as well. They came together hard. He pumped two more times then just held her. But a curious thing happened. He didn’t feel dumb or sensitive or weak. He felt, horny as fuck. He started pumping again hard and fast. She tried to push him away because it was too much. After all she didn’t have immunity or the effects of an orgasm but he wouldn’t be stopped and she found herself coming again. The nurse during this time was able to fill many more vials.
By the time they had reached 17 vials, it seemed to be going slower. She was aroused but it just wasn't enough. At this time, she was on her knees and he was standing on the floor fucking her doggy style. She had a thought, she didn’t know if it would work, but in desperate times…”
“Computer,” she said breathlessly. “Create a second Paul. Same as this one, but position him in front of me with his cock in my face.”
The computer complied. The horny as fuck Paul appeared on the bed in front of her with his legs spread around her arms. He had his arms around his head and seemed to be so relaxed. But that quickly changed. He grabbed a hand full of alia’s hair and brought her down to his cock. It always surprised her when the sweet, salty, humanity of a human penis could be so accurately replicated by a holodeck. As Paul fucked her pussy with wild abandon, she took the other pauls head into her mouth and just sucked. She felt the nurse take a vial as she did this.
Paul grabbed his own cock while she did this. Holding it steady for her while her arms remained occupied putting resistance against the paul who was fucking her harder now. She had very little control. She took him in and by mistake, he slipped all the way into her mouth and touched her throat but didn’t quite pass into it. She knew what was coming. Paul couldn’t hold his cum when getting his dick sucked. That’ why she almost never did it. A quick blow job and he was out for the night. Snoring while she either came alone or didn’t cum at all. But this time it was different. When he came, he filled her mouth. Most of it spilled out but some of it she managed to swallow. But his cock remained hard. He made no effort to take it from her. So she kept sucking. She never realized how much she loved sucking his dick until this moment.
The last vial was taken and the doctor ended the program. She wanted to collapse asleep. She might have woken up in a tomb if she hadn’t forced herself back to sickbay and given herself a chemical stimulant.
“Computer, transport the vials from holodeck 3 to sickbay and extract the parameters of the vaccine sequence.”
It didn’t take long before she was releasing the vaccine through the ship’s ventilation system. She sat by Danny’s bed and waited. He slowly began to open his eyes along with the rest of the crew hours later.
“Welcome back,” she said.
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[MF] My bathroom blowjob abroad
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Hey all, sorry it's been a bit, but I got busy.
My stories about my time with Pink were fun to relive and seemed to go over well, so I thought I'd share another story from my college days. This one, while on a study abroad trip to Russia.
So, while I was in college, I took a couple of study abroad trips while I was single and had a fair amount of fun while I was tramping around Europe. Saw some sites, met some cool people, learned a bit, and drank CONSTANTLY since I wasn't old enough to drink stateside at the time.
On one of these nights, we went to a local culture show as a group and had a good time. It was a great performance with tons of singing and dancing right along the waterfront, and while we didn't understand a word of it, we tried our best to sing along. It was apparently so poor and so funny that we accidentally attracted the attention of a bunch of girls working the show who happened to be English students.
We chatted for a while, excited to find a group of cute girls who spoke our language. One of these girls, let's call her Sasha, immediately brought her focus on me, and I was awestruck. She was maybe 5'5" with bright blue eyes, long blonde hair, and curvy with a cute rounded face. The group was winding down and making their way out to leave so I swapped numbers with her, promising to hit her up when I had wifi (messenger app and no international phone plan) so she could show me around.
I texted her when we made it back to the dorms that night, exhausted but excited to have caught the interest of a gorgeous girl abroad. She excitedly responded, and we made plans to meet up the next night at a small cafe. She said it was a "surprise" so we could take a walk and hang out. Turned out, it was a 50s diner theme with American decor, and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it. We had dinner and walked around, asking each other questions and generally chatting away.
The next couple of weeks went on like that. We'd meet up and go on walks, have dinner or drinks at various "surprise" locations, she teased me about going to the sex museum with her, all the while introducing me to the city and her friends. I was having a great time, and she was getting more and more flirty as time went on, and we got more comfortable.
Then, one night, we went out drinking with a group of her friends. We were going hard that night as I didn't have any classes, and they were off of work the next day, so it quickly broke down into a night of drunken escapades. They made me sing again, made fun of each other's accents, and I taught them to play never have I ever.
"Never have I ever made out with someone in a bar!" I drunkenly exclaimed my arm, dropping to fall across Sasha's shoulders. She smiled and pulled up closer, her friend's exclamations lost as she leaned in and kissed me roughly.
"Ha! Now you're a liar, drink up bitch!" She said with a giggle as she pulled my beer up to my lips. I quickly took a drink and set the beer down on the table before grabbing her and pulling her in for another kiss. She pressed back into me, our tongues roughly meeting as my hand went to tangle in her hair.
Lost in the moment, we came up for air to see her friends quietly whispering to each other and giggling before abruptly standing up and excusing themselves for a cigarette. Sasha blushed and waved at them before grabbing the back of my head and roughly pulling me back to her lips.
After a while, she broke the kiss and leaned back, straightening her hair before saying she needed to go to the bathroom. As the excitement toned down, I realized I also needed to hit the head, so I followed her over to the restrooms.
After doing my business, I stepped out and was immediately pushed up against the wall. In a flash of blonde hair I was suddenly making out again, this time more aggressive as we were concealed in a dark corner that was unoccupied. She trailed her hands down my chest, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her in close, tongues rolling and hands groping at each other in the shadows.
"You want to come to my place sometime?" she whispered in my ear, nibbling my neck as she held me with my back to the wall.
"I kind of want you right now," I said, pulling her hair back and sucking my way down to her collarbone.
"There's too many people around, we'll get caught! Besides, itll be woryh the wait, I promise," She half whined as her hand ran through my hair, pressing me into her neck before pulling back and starting to turn to head back to the table.
Breathing deeply and letting out a small growl, I reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her quickly back and pressing her to the wall, my hand quickly shooting down and raising her skirt to rub her pussy through her panties. She let out her own soft moan as I kissed her again, my fingers slipping beneath her waistband and rubbing her clit softly.
"Bathroom," she said quickly, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the bathroom she'd just left and locking it. She was immediately on me again, hand reaching down to rub my hard cock through my jeans as she pressed me back against the door.
"You aren't fucking me tonight, but I can help you out," she said as she quickly undid my belt "but only if you don't look at me."
"What? Why?" I asked confused, sighing softly as she took my cock out and stroked it softly.
"I don't normally do things like this. It's embarrassing..." she said, stroking faster "Just don't look, or I'm only using my hand!"
She quickly got down on her knees and I could feel her tongue rolling around my throbbing head. She kept stroking, and I heard her spit on my dick as she started going faster. It took everything for me to not look down, only catching sneaking glances before she took me in her mouth and slowly started bobbing her head.
Looking over to the mirror, I watched her blonde hair just peeking over the top of the sink, sliding up and down my shaft as I started to moan softly. Her mouth was quickly soaking my cock, her hands on my hips as she pulled herself back and forth across my length. Trying to stay relatively quiet, I reached down and put my hand on the top of her head, guiding her strokes as she softly moaned.
Finally, I started pulling her onto me a bit harder, the end of my hard cock bouncing against the back of her throat but refusing to go deeper. I braved a look down to see her with her mouth open wide, tongue out, trying to deepthroat me with soft gagging and gawking sounds. She finally pulled back, taking a deep breath and looking up to see me staring.
"That's cheating," she said with a grin as she trailed her tongue along the bottom of my shaft.
"Seems great to me," I said with a smile, pulling her back onto my dick with a moan.
She moaned against my cock softly as I tried to help her take me down her throat but it wouldn't budge. She shuddered and I noticed for the first time her hand was holding her skirt back, rubbing her clit furiously as I fucked her mouth and she let out a low groan around me. The site of her on her knees, hair messy and drooling on my cock with her fingers in her pussy was too much. I felt my orgasm start to rise and asked where she wanted it.
To my surprise she moved her head back and started stroking me furiously, her hand sliding up and down easily with all the drool left behind. I leaned my head back as she moved to the side and stroked me until I shot across the bathroom floor before leaning over to lick the last drop off of my head and standing up to check herself in the mirror.
"I told you, you look and it's the hand," she said with a smile as she fixed her hair. Groaning softly I smiled back and placed my hands on her hips, pulling up her skirt for her turn when she stopped me.
"Not tonight. Meet me tomorrow... my place," she said with a coy smile as she unlocked the door and went back to the table, chatting up her friends like nothing had happened.
Again my stories come out a little long, so I'll save the meet up at her place for part 2 if you guys are interested!
EDIT: Part 2 is up!
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The Arrangement pt. 2 (MF, 30s, impact, overstimulation)
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By the time we made it to the house, I was practically shaking with excitement. My first encounter with this man was amazing. I loved the way that he had controlled me, the way that he had spoken to me. I could still feel where he had his hand around my throat. It was such a rush, it was so exciting. For a few moments, I had felt helpless, but not in a bad way. Yes, I felt very vulnerable. Yes, I knew that he wasn’t actually going to hurt me. But I knew that if he wanted to, he could have, and that fact gave me butterflies. Part of me, though, was worried. Under normal circumstances, I would never go to a secondary location with a strange man, especially knowing that once we got there, he was going to hurt me. There was a small voice in the back of my mind telling me that this was a bad idea, but I silenced that voice with logic. The agency I had went through owned this house, it’s not like we were going to his personal home. There were security cameras on the outside of the house, and a few panic buttons scattered throughout the interior, just in case something went wrong. This was professional, not personal. As we pulled into the driveway, my paranoia was overridden by exhilaration.
He got out of the car first, and he had held his hand up at me when I reached for my door handle, silently telling me to wait. Within seconds, he was opening my door and offering me his hand to help me out. I stepped out of the car and he moved to the trunk to get our bags. When I offered to carry mine, he had pushed my hand away and told me no. Together, we walked to the front door and he entered a code that unlocked it. The door swung open to reveal a surprisingly modern home, one that I never would have anticipated just from looking at the outside. The floorplan was open and the colors were neutrals, which made the space seem even bigger than it was. On one wall, there was a large TV with a gray couch pointed towards it. On either side of the couch, there was a small but sleek end table. There was no wall between this living area and the kitchen, and I could see a huge marble island and brand new appliances.
Before I could gawk too long at the house, he grabbed my hand and began to lead me towards the hallway. There were four doors, but the one at the very end of the hall stood out. It was painted black, a stark contrast from the lightness of the other surfaces in the hall. He opened a side door and set our bags inside, then turned to face me.
“I want to take this opportunity to remind you that at any point, if you call the safeword, I will stop immediately. If you’re bound, I will untie you, if you are wearing any tools, I will take them off, and then we will figure out where to go from there. Do you understand?” He no longer had the intense, dominating tone that he had used in the car, but he still sounded deadly serious. I thought it was great that he was being so thorough, it helped to ease the part of me that was still nagging about the whole situation.
“I understand,” He nodded, then turned away from me and opened the black door. The room looked like something out of 50 Shades of Grey, and I pushed past him to step inside.
The floor was sleek black stone, and the walls were dark, but I couldn’t tell exactly what color they were because they were bathed in red light coming from above. Over us, there was recessed red lighting that made the room look like the dungeons I had seen online. The tray ceiling had dark beams going horizontally across the room, and as I looked at them closer, I noticed some heavy-duty hooks placed intermittently along the boards. The walls were lined with floating shelves and different types of implements. One wall was full of paddles, riding crops, and floggers, along with a few items I didn’t know. Another had various types of sex toys: vibrators, dildos, butt plugs. Some of the toys were bigger than I had ever seen in real life, and I wondered how people managed to get such large toys inside of them. The wall behind us had different ropes, handcuffs, and other bondage-related items. There were two shelves, though, that had knife displays, and the sight of them made me feel two very different ways; on one hand, they excited me, but they also scared me. There was a bed against the last wall. The large metal frame had loops and hooks in various places, places to restrain people. In the corner by the bed, there was a Saint Andrew’s cross, the first one I had ever seen in real life.
“Undress and get on the bed,” he said from behind me. He sounded the same as he had in the care, authoritative and intimidating. I unzipped my dress and let it fall into a puddle at my feet. I removed my bra and panties, laying them on top of the dress, then began to walk towards the bed. My mind was racing. I wondered what we would start with. I had listed a lot of things to try, and he could choose from any of it. I sat down gently on the side of the bed, then looked up to meet his eyes. His face was unreadable, but I could’ve sworn that I saw hunger in his green eyes, like he couldn’t wait to get started. We held eye contact for only a second before he smirked and turned away. He began to move around the room, scanning the walls.
“Eenie, meenie, miney, mo,” he chanted tauntingly. For some reason, the words made my the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. No matter what he chose, it was going to be something brand new to me, and I was nervous, but I was also growing wetter by the second from the anticipation. Finally, he picked up a blindfold and began walking over to me. I stared up at him as he fastened it around my head, and then all I could see was black. I heard him walk across the room again, and this time I was even more anxious about what he was doing. I didn’t even know which wall he was at, I was completely unprepared for whatever he chose to use first.
I heard tapping, and it took me a few seconds to realize that he was touching the items on the walls. I recognized the sound of him tapping on wood and realized that he was at the paddles. He was doing this to draw out my wait, to make me nervous, and it was working. Fear began to rise up in my chest, but as I listened to him move around the room, touching different toys, arousal took its place. I thought about what it would feel like when he spanked me with all the different implements. I knew that it would hurt, but how much? I had done some research before agreeing to this, and I had learned that there were stingy and thuddy toys. I wondered which I would like more, or if I would like it at all. I liked watching it in porn, so I was pretty sure that I would like it in real life, too.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of leather slapping against skin. Did he just smack himself? Then I heard it again, but it sounded different. Then again. Finally, I realized that he was using different items, but I wasn’t sure if it was to prolong my wait even more or for another reason. No matter the reason, it was only building the anticipation and by the time the smacking had stopped, I was sure that I had left a wet spot on the bed. I heard his footsteps move towards me, and I could feel his presence as he got closer, until he reached the edge of the bed and pressed himself against my dangling legs. He grabbed my chin firmly and tilted my head up towards him. His lips brushed against mine, just barely out of reach. I tried to stretch my neck so that I could kiss him, but was met with a hand around my throat. I gasped, surprised at the sudden lack of oxygen, and I could feel my face getting red within seconds. He held me for just a few seconds longer, then released me, pushing me backwards as he did.
“Lay on your belly in the middle of the bed,” he ordered. I did as he said, scooting backwards until I reached what I assumed was about the middle of the bed. “Put your hands over your head.” I did. He put his hand back onto my shoulder and ran the tips of his fingers down my arm, all the way to my own fingertips, the gentle touch sending chills throughout my entire body. Once he reached the end of my hand, he began wrapping a coarse, scratchy cord around my wrists, binding them together, then tying them to the headboard of the bed. “Spread your legs.” I did. I felt his weight move down to the end of the bed, running his fingertips over my back, my backside, down my legs. By the time he reached my feet, I was covered in goosebumps and was trembling in anticipation. He wrapped the same scratchy cord around each of my ankles, binding them to each side of the footboard, keeping my legs spread almost as far as they could go. When he was done tying my ankles, I felt him get off the bed entirely, but I could still feel his eyes on me. I felt vulnerable and exposed, I was vulnerable and exposed. I was at this man’s mercy, he had permission to do almost anything to me, outside of a few hard limits that I had made very clear in the early stages of our negotiations.
I don’t know how long I laid there, my bare ass on display, until I finally felt him move beside me again, but this time, he did not climb onto the bed. Instead, I felt the sensation of something touching my ankle, right above the rope. The object stayed there for just a moment, before moving up my leg, stopping just before it reached my bottom, then moving to the other leg and doing the same thing. The object was two or three inches long, thin, and had a leather-like feel to it. As it reached the bottom of my ass the second time, he suddenly brought it up from my skin and smacked it onto one of my cheeks. The sting was intense, making me tense up as he brought it down in the same spot again. And again. I could feel the skin reddening underneath the tool, the stinginess making tears try to well up in my eyes. I pushed them back down and took a deep breath as he moved to the other cheek, bringing it down again and again. I buried my face into the silky sheets to stifle my whimpers of pain. Finally, he stopped and I heard him set the tool down and climb onto the bed between my legs.
“That was a riding crop. What did you think,” he asked as he began rubbing where he had hit. His touch soothed the hurt a little bit, but the kisses that he began placing all over my stinging skin soothed it more.
“I didn’t like that very much,” I said, being completely honest with him. “The first few hits were good, but after that, it started hurting a lot.”
“So you don’t like stingy, good to know,” he muttered against my skin. He continued kissing all over, working his way inward, toward my center. Once he had kissed everywhere that he was hit, he raised back up onto his knees and wrapped his hands around my hips. He pulled them back toward him, raising my ass in the air and pulling all of the ropes that were attached to me as tight as they could go. “Don’t move,” he whispered, and I nodded in response. He started kissing again, this time the backs of my thighs, working his way up. He moved up and around to the inside of my thighs and continued moving up, but avoiding where I really wanted him. The teasing was making me wetter and wetter, the anticipation driving me crazy. I tried to reposition myself, trying to lower myself to meet his mouth, but I received a hard slap on my still hurting ass, spreading fire across the tender flesh. I felt him straighten up again and push my hips back down, flattening me out again before he got off the bed entirely.
“I told you not to move,” he said, his voice dark and intimidating. I debated on how I should respond, should I feign innocence and say that I didn’t mean to, or should I go straight to apologizing? I decided to go with the latter.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” I started. “It just felt so good, I got caught up in it.”
“I don’t care,” he barked, walking to the other side of the bed. “I told you not to move, and you didn’t listen. You were so impatient that you just couldn’t wait.” I felt him get closer and closer, until his hot breath touched my ear as he began to whisper. “Are you just that needy, baby? You just couldn’t wait? Did you need my mouth on your pretty little pussy that badly?” Blood rushed to my cheeks, and I knew they were probably bright red. His words made me feel differently than I ever had, and before I could even think about how to respond, I was nodding my head. He chuckled and stood up, starting to walk around the room again. “Now,” I could hear the smile as he spoke. “I get to punish you.”
He returned a few moments later, stopping and standing beside the bed again. I began to brace myself, ready for more stinging pain. Instead, the tool that he brought down onto my ass was heavy, and I could feel the pain from it deep in my body, in my muscles. It was rectangular, wide enough to cover a lot of area, and it felt wooden. It was a paddle, that wasn’t hard to figure out. A gasp escaped me, and embarrassment filled me for a moment before another smack landed on me, harder than the first. Seconds later, another hit. Then another. Each strike was harder than the last, and I could feel the blows all the way into the muscle. To my surprise, with each hit, the heat between my legs grew and grew, until I was writhing against the bed, desperately trying to get any kind of stimulation. I imagined how I would look afterwards, my ass black and blue, and the metal image turned me on even more. I don’t know how many times he hit me, I stopped counting after 20. When he was finally done, though, I heard the thud of him putting the paddle down. He climbed back on the bed, between my legs again, and began rubbing the sore places of my ass. I wondered if it was already starting to bruise, or if I was going to have to wait to see the marks.
“Was that any better,” he asked. He had a mocking undertone to his voice, as if he was making fun of me for not liking the riding crop.
“Yes Sir,” I answered. “I liked that a lot better.”
“I’m glad. Do you want a reward for taking your punishment so well?”
“Yes please.” My mind raced with what my reward could be. I hoped that he was going to finish what he started earlier and go down on me. I just knew that he would be amazing, and in the moment, I wanted nothing more than to feel his tongue inside of me.
Without another word, he got off of the bed and I heard him move across the room and begin moving stuff around. Slight disappointment washed over me, but was quickly replaced with curiosity. I had no idea which area of the room he was in, so I was clueless on what he might be getting. I didn’t know which of his tools he might consider to be a reward, despite racking my brain. After a couple of minutes, he returned to his spot between my legs, raising my hips again. He ran his fingers along my pussy, dipping his fingers into me, and quickly removing them. The action was just enough to make me need more, and it took every ounce of willpower I had to not push my hips back onto him. I felt him moving between my legs, repositioning himself. Within seconds, I felt his mouth on my thighs again, and it became even more difficult to stay still. I knew that I would be in even more trouble if I moved again, but he was moving so, so slowly, I could barely stand it. It felt like an eternity before he finally reached my pussy, and between him hitting me and the anticipation of his mouth on me, I was dripping by the time he did. He ran his tongue over my wet slit once, and then suddenly pulled away and straightened up. Disappointment overcame me again, this time mixed with confusion. That was my reward? More teasing? As I tried to rationalize what he had done, I felt a hard, cold object pushing against my entrance. As he pushed it into me, I heard a click, and the object responded. The vibrations resonated inside of me, instantly starting to build an orgasm within me. A few seconds passed before he pressed another cold object against me, this one against my clit. He turned the vibrator on, and soon found a setting that made me feel like I was on fire.
He set the vibrator where it would stay against my clit, and he moved up the bed. His fingers wrapped around my throat again and he leaned in until his mouth was against my ear. “You’re going to cum for me, baby,” he whispered, his words pushing me even closer to orgasm. “Over and over and over.” He chuckled as he spoke the last words, his amusement clear. He brushed his lips against my ear, the sensation pushing me over the edge. I exploded against the vibrators, bucking my hips, trying to get away from the vibrations. I was so sensitive that the vibrations hurt, but in a good way. My body was still trying to get some relief, just a few seconds to recover, but it was pointless. I was stuck in the position I was in, and he wasn’t going to move them. He wanted them to stay exactly where they were, exactly where they would make me cum for him, over and over and over.
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The Seed of Bounty. [M20] [F30] [MF] [Orc on Elf] [Dark Fantasy] [Breeding Magic] [Consensual Non-Con] [Impregnation] [Cuckold]
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Deep in the bowels of the earth, there was no sound. This echoing silence rang foreign in Alura's elongated ears. The dark places had no trees, no musical birds, and no light. The only noise was sweaty hips smacking into her rippling backside and the hoots of her green captors.
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Grimy dirt ground roughly into her palms and knees. The brutes had kept her bent over almost exclusively, of course uncultured animals like them preferred to mate in this savage manner. The stinking creature was standing and hauling her hips off the ground to meet his hungry long thrusts. Her mind began to blur again as he quickened his pace.
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Orc cocks were different, and not in the good way. They stank, were overly thick in the middle, and had maddening little bumps in some places that made concentrating all the more difficult. But it wasn't just physical.
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Elves had special senses, and Alura could smell more than the reek of body odor in the stifling cave. It was magic, old magic, power so old that even the one's that possessed it didn't know they had it. To them, she was just a dumb elf who'd 'accidentally' stumbled into their midst. But Alura was known for many things, and mistakes were not one of them. They thought she was their newest breeding slave, but in reality, she was a thief.
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"Blood and guts! Elf pussy is best," her current rider bellowed.
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His hands gripped her tighter and his thrusts became short and deep, keeping as much of himself inside her as he could. As soon as cum came dripping from her gold-lined pussy, his kin would shove him out of the way and slide inside her to get their turn. And so he took his time, streatching her agonizingly slowly and letting each of the strange bumps to rub against that spot in her pussy that made her legs quake.
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As far as Orcs went, he held his seed well, but he would cum soon. Orcs weren't the only one's with secret magic.
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Alura murmured a spell under her breath, almost ruining it when she felt the long green intruder push up against the bottom of her velvety sheath. But she got the spell off, and his cock twitched as her magic soaked into his thick skin.
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"Best pussy, Elf pussy!"
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Nearby, a towering female glared at the orc, but then again they always did that.
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Her belly was rounded, and by the way she hung around this male, Alura guessed it was likely his seed growing in her womb.
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Alura turned away. It wasn't personal. This was about the survival of her people.
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But the orcess came over anyway. Alura heard the she-beast smack her man in the head with a blow that would have killed a human man.
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"Take too long, she steal your soul, Ub."
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The male waived her away, laughing,
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"She's about to get more that that! Now leave, Xek."
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Alura groaned as she was suddenly lifted up, the iron hard cock inside her pushing against her sex in places elf men simply could never reach. Ub wrapped his arms around her, almost crushing her rib in a lusty mating hug.
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Her bare toes dangled over the ground, curling when he reached his deepest with the thick and bumpy cock of his.
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His stinking breath was in her ear as he ground his hips into her plump ass.
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"Think me stupid."
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Alura yelped as he thrust into her violently.
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She shook her head and whimpered, this time it not being an act.
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"Ub know."
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He made her yelp again.
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"But Ub don't care."
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His cock began pulsing and expanding, locking his thick meat inside her for what was about to do to her vulnerable womb.
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"You can have it."
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And then he took her pointed ear into his mouth and bit her ear.
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Alura gasped involuntarily, knees locking together, head throwing back in a cascade of dirty golden waves. Her hips moved on their own as she massaged the beast's cock without really meaning too.
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Between her magic and her writhing pussy, Ub lost control. He squeezed the air out of her lungs and nibbled at her ear so hard it almost hurt. His cock was a fountan of boiling magic. Power as old as stars shot into her body like fire, splashing her very soul with arcane magic.
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It seeped into her being, kindling insider her fertile pussy and exploded with pleasure.
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Hot rivulets of cum trickled down her trembling inner thighs and rolled of the seizing pair of green balls between them.
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Ub emptied himself in her, and even thought that was exactly what she intended to happen, she was not prepared for the experience of his magical seed.
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He pumped his cum into her long and slow, flexing his muscles each time she extracted a hot pulse of cum from his aching balls.
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Only now did she realize that she was leaning her head back onto his massive shoulder, breathing in his distinctive musk like a long lost lover. Bu then she blinked and turned away.
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Xek grunted with what might have been jealousy as she considered the river of cum flowing around her mates cock.
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"You no squirt for me like this."
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Ub grunted back, a little more forcefully.
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"You make Ak squirt like this."
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Ub relaxed and let Alura slide off his considerable length. After he was out, she noted a certain void inside her belly, but not a physical one.
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Was it magic? Either way, she sensed she got what her people needed and fell to the cave floor, her legs unresponsive.
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Off to the side, a skinny looking grunt was stocking his obscenely large member to life. He was weak, and he was always last. But today, he wouldn't even get Ub's sloppy seconds.
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With a snap of her fingers, a series of enchanted tattoos glowed to life on her skin.
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Xek shouted in alarm and skuttled away, shielding her rounded belly. There was no need for her alarm, this wasn't a hostile spell, it was a transportation magic.
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Ub looked at her as her limbs began to fade into magic light.
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The process was so quick she was surprised he even noticed, it was like he saw it coming. For an orc, he was rather observant.
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He said a single word, a name, but she was sure who it was supposed to be.
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"Tek," he said.
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And then the spell approached her surprised face, transporting her through space with the feeling of being swung around by ancient spells.
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The sound of trees came back to her ears and the kiss of soft winds carrying perfumes of spring night. Alabaster bought waved over head in the breeze, welcoming her home. The spell had transported her to somewhere in the high gardens, and had drained the reserves of her power along with it. Her violet eyes fluttered closed, content to be home and safe once again. Voices of alarm shouted in the distance, not the guttural droning of orc speech, but soft and lovely elfish.
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As she drifted off to sleep, for some reason, her hand went to her belly, feeling the soft layer of fat that covered it.
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She woke up with her husband's concerned face hovering over her, his ears red at the tips with strong feelings.
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"You could have told me," he said quietly.
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She smiled but said nothing. They both knew he would have been against her going, this had to be done, for the sake of their people.
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His eyes wandered over the multitude of bite marks and scratches on her skin, but focused the most on her bruised left ear. He reached out to touch it but she caught his hand and squeezed it gently.
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"You know I don't like my ears being touched."
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He frowned at the bruise.
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"Somebody did."
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He quickly smiled, never one to start a fight. He was sweet that way, a perfect elven man that was as harmonious as the leaves that danced on the castle walls.
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He looked down at her belly and sighed.
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"I suppose there was no way around it then."
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She nodded and patted his hand reassuringly.
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"The magic has already cured me, and now that I've tasted it, I can spread the cure to other elves."
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"And you're keeping it," he said.
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She blinked at his concerned narrow face.
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"The cure? Of course."
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He looked away, his ears reddening.
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"You know what I meant."
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Her hands jumped to her middle, thumbs caressing whatever was inside there.
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"I... I don't know."
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Meshina placed his hands on her belly to and smiled genuinely.
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"And you don't have to, my love."
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He stood, a sudden rush of energy filling his thin limbs.
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"But if you do... A boy will be Alanum, a girl, Borisa."
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She frowned.
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"Not after my mother, please."
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He hurried to her side, kneeling at bedside. He was almost reverential now, searching her eyes. Now Alura could see the need in his eyes. He wanted to be lead, wanted her to show him what he needed to do. All Meshina wanted to do was help.
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"Whatever you want my love," he said breathlessly.
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She caressed his face, almost like an exasperated mother would comfort a frightened child.
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"Whatever is best for our people," she said. "That is all I care about."
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Thank you for reading.
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[FFM] Fucking the line cook and his baby mama
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Every time I get a job I say I’ll never fuck any coworkers…that never lasts too long. I’m used to the kitchen guys hitting on me and being nice back always has its perks, but Andy was persistent. If we were working together I would always leave with a couple boxes of food, some weed and he’d get to watch me lean over and pick up things.
Last week a bunch of us hung out in the parking lot to smoke and drink after closing. Andy kept nudging me and motioning towards his truck but I’d just laugh and keep talking to everyone else. I drank way more than everyone else since I could make the walk home but Andy insisted on giving me a ride. We leaned against his truck swapping the cigarette back and forth when he pushed himself on to me and said “I’ll back off if you want me to. If not I’ll keep going.” I didn’t stop him.
We got into the backseat and I straddled him kissing him fast and hard. He practically ripped my work shirt open to get to my tits. I could feel his dick getting hard and tried grinding on it but he stopped me and pulled back. Most of the staff at work knows I’m bi and I tease the guys with that constantly so I wasn’t totally shocked when Andy asked if I’d be interested in a three way and a girl he knows. I asked for details and he told me he and his baby mama still hook up occasionally and she’s been wanted to eat out a girl while getting fucked.
Neither of them are my type but I was horny and laid out some ground rules. He could fuck me first and then I’d just lay back while he fucked her and she went down on me, then I’d be getting an Uber home. He called her while I got into the front seat and said she was good with everything.
We got to his apartment and he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, squeezing my ass the whole way. She was on the bed in a nightshirt and told me she just wanted to watch first. Andy pulled off all my clothes and tossed me on my back. He pushed my legs up and started teasing my pussy fuck I was leaking so much. After working two fingers in and out he rolled on a condom and started jackhammering me with my legs straight in the air. I felt her reach down and squeeze one of my haed nipples but it felt so good I just moaned. Both her hands started squeezing and pinching while I got fucked hard. Andy pulled out and shoved idk how many fingers in me and fingered me so fast I started squirting off the edge of the bed.
I was dizzy and just felt my legs get yanked onto the bed. Andy told her to clean me up and when I felt the sheet wiping me he pushed her head between my legs and told her with her tongue. I almost came again her breath was so hot and her tongue felt so good teasing my clit. Her ass was in the air and I saw Andy pull off the condom and shove his bare dick in her, forcing her face hard into my pussy. I just put my head back and just enjoyed the feeling of a tongue licking all around then getting shoved deep into me. She practically screamed into my pussy then Andy pulled out and came all over her back.
I cleaned up and requested an Uber home and now he won’t stop asking when I’ll come back just to fuck him.
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FMF epic fail and slightly humiliating.
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I was drinking with my wife and her good friend one night. We got super wasted. My wife started telling her friend how much I love her big bubble butt. Joking around my wife asks her to pull her pants down and show her ass to me. She said she doesn’t mind and pulls her pants down enough to see her ass. We both complemented her. It was better than I imagined. We get even more drunk and decide to go swimming. My wife and her friend strip down to their thongs and bras and run outside. Full enjoyed seeing her friend run around the pool in her thong. Eventually we come back inside to make another drink and do a shot. Not too long before my wife and her friend decide to take off their bras and dance around topless. Then wife’s friend shows how she can twerk her ass and tries to teach my wife how to do it. My wife noticed I was getting a chubby through my boxers watching them. She was giving me shit and started grabbing it in front of her friend then pulled it out of my boxer hole and started stroking it. Friend tells my wife to get me fully hard so she can see. Wife starts blowing me and her friend starts complimenting my wife on her bj skills and it was hot to watch. Wife tells her friend how I ask her to try and clap her ass cheeks while riding me in reverse but can’t do it very well. She tells my wife to get on top of me and she will try and teach her how to do it. My wife’s wasted and isn’t taking instruction very well and they are both cracking up. Then my wife says fuck it just show me how you do it. My wife’s friend and I look at each other in disbelief and kind of laugh. My wife says she is serious, it’s only for a few seconds and that I she knows I won’t complain. Her friend was hesitant but kept reassuring it was no big deal. She finally agrees, tells me to lean back then straddles me in reverse and tells my wife to sit behind me so she can see. Her friend reaches down and grabs my dick, rubs my dick on her pussy to get it wet and slowly sits down on it. Once wife sees me inside her she says you better not cum! Her friend laughs and says yeah try not to do that. I said I will do my best. Her friend starts to leans all the way forward and my wife says your but is too big I can’t see anything haha. Her friend starts bouncing a little and soon as her cheeks start to make the clapping motion my dick slips out. She puts it back in and tries again. Same thing happens. Wife asks what’s wrong and she says I’m not big enough for her to lift her ass up high enough to get any momentum because I slip out. My wife is like ohhhhh and I said well that’s unfortunate. She tells my wife it might be easier for her since her butt isn’t as big. So my wife got back on top to try and I ended up cumming pretty quick. Rather awkward moment and tells my wife to try again later. I decided to go upstairs and go to bed while they hung out. They went out back and I could hear them talking because our window was open. I hear my wife’s friend say she has never been with a guy where she wasn’t able to do that at all before. It’s much easier if the guy is bigger. Then my wife says yeah I don’t have the heart to tell him he is too small for me to do that and was glad it wasn’t just her and her friend had the same issue. My wife said I’m the smallest guy she has been with and her friend agreed saying I am smaller than all the guys she has been with too. I heard my wife did give me one back handed compliment. told her friend she gets off surprisingly easy when we have sex despite my smaller size. “I just tell him he is average size but when you said he was too small to ride like that I was like uhoh, I’m curious if he’s upset.” Her friend said he didn’t seem like it bothered him. Then I yelled out nope not at all! They go silent I hear one of them whisper “oh shit”. I hear both of them one inside and stumble up the stairs then they both jump in bed with me. Wife asks if I’m mad. I say no I’m not dumb I’m well aware I don’t have a big penis. Not the first time time I’ve heard it’s small. Her friend chimes in says its actually really nice looking just small and we all chuckled. She also added at least your wife gets off on it that’s huge no pun intended. Wife tells her to show her ass to me again to make me feel better. She asks my wife If she has good size suction cup dildo and she will clap her cheeks while riding that. My wife says of course and breaks out her $500 8.5”x6” realistic dildo. Her friend. says holy shit girl nice. She had no problem riding that and was super hot. She loved the dildo and I got hard again. So my wife let me fuck her doggy while we both watched her.
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It’s so good when you have an emotional connection to someone and can be as slutty as you like [F21]
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So I absolutely adore my best friend and our chemistry. As much as I love going out and getting freaky with strangers, there’s something about being comfortable with someone and slutting it up in a safe environment.
Since it was my friends birthday weekend, I spent most of it on his dick. Last night our friend group went out for drinks and I wore a provocative top just for him. I spent all night teasing him and giving him hints. We went back to his place together and we went straight to making out on his couch. I know I did my job right when he gets really dominant. He said to me that I had to get down on my knees and let him fuck my tits because, and I quote, I was “wearing a titty fuck top”
So I got down and he slid his dick under my top between my boobs. His cum went all over them and my crucifix I was wearing.
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I (M27) hooked up with my girlfriends friend (F27) at a wedding [MF]
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Last summer I went with my girlfriend (F28, we will call her Angela) to one of her close friends wedding. We drove up with her 2 friends (both F27 & single). My gf was in the wedding party, and one of the friends we drove up with was as well. The other girl that was not in the wedding party we will call Peggy.
The wedding venue was some distance away so we would be staying overnight. As a couple, we got a private room. However the single people had to double up in rooms. This made Peggy very unhappy as she knew very few people at the wedding outside of my gf and the bride. Peggy even asked to sleep on the floor of our room, and my gf had obliged. This actually pissed me off a bit at the time as I knew Angela is much to shy and vanilla to help me turn this into a threesome, so basically I figure I have been cock blocked for this stay.
Peggy is a well-endowed red head, with awesome knockers. We have both known her for 10+ years, and we’re friend with her before ever dating. We have a great connection and always have. Def a flirty relationship and we had a few good times before I started dating my gf 4 years ago. When we have gotten drunk (even with my gf around) we flirt and are very touchy feely. Last year after one event my gf even made a comment about how much attention we give each other (she was drunk and pretty pissed about, but got over it by morning).
So night of the rehearsal dinner we are all getting smashed. My GF is a very petite Latina women that does not drink a lot. With the liquor flowing my GF quickly gets too drunk and asks me to bring her to the room. I put her to bed and tuck her in, she even reminds me before I leave that Peggy is planning to sleep on our floor.
I return to the party downstairs and keep hanging out. I could not keep my eyes off of a Peggy and those sweet tits. As a cheery on top Peggy has the sexiest heels on with freshly painted pink toe nails that I could picture in my mouth. As the night wears on and the numbers thin out to only a few of us the party moves into a room. In this room we get drunk further and my gfs other friend busts out party favors. We take them down and then there is only 3 of us at this point (2 AM). Peggy keeps talking about how she needs to sleep in our room and how glad she is to not be in the original set up.
After a few minutes of Peggy and I eye fucking each other (other person in the room started seeming awkward), I say I plan to head to the room, Peggy quickly says she will too.
As soon as we are out in the hall, Peggy pulls out her phone and asks to take a selfie. I put my around her waist and pull her in close to me strongly. We start walking towards the room (my arm still around her waist) when she turns to me, stares me in the eye and naturally my eyes quickly goes to those tits. I push her up against the wall and we start passionately making out with her ass in my hand. Our hands are going all over each other’s bodies as we both get really into it.
At this point I go for it shoving my fingers up her dress. Her pussy is soaked, and she begins to quiver as I alternate rubbing her clit and putting my fingers up in her. Peggy then says she needs my cock now. She grabs me by the cock and leads me on the public balcony of the hotel.
We get out on the balcony and Peggy is on her knees immediately, flopping her beautiful knockers outside of her dress. She starts sucking my cock and it is as amazing as I imagined all those times I beat off to this fantasy. She rotates between sucking, titty fucking and rubbing my cock on her puffy nipples.
I stand her up kiss her a bit and push her onto the couch. Tell her lose the dress and she obliged. At this time I am standing over her naked body and she looks amazing. I get down on my knees and start eating her soaked pussy (it was delicious). I push legs back and start tonguing her ass. She loves it and says it’s the first time anybodies licked it. That got me so damn hot, I flipped her into doggy and proceeded to tongue her hole for 5 minutes. She orgasmed harder than I have ever seen a women. The noises this girl made make he hard any time I think about them. Mind-Blowing!
At this point she gathers enough breath to mutter “Fuck me please”. I immediately get up and slide my cock into her pussy from behind. I’m so excited I am pounding Peggy as hard as I possibly can. Treating her like a piece of meat, I get a little rough with her spanking her, pulling her hair, pinching her nipples. The harder and rougher I got, the harder she came & the dirtier she talked to me. Then she says “Angela should have never left that cock alone with me”.
I then flip her right onto her back, and insert into her missionary and start sucking her tits. As I get faster she pulls my face up and we tongue fuck. She’s says “ Angela said your the best fuck of her life, and now your mine”
At this point I toss her legs over my shoulders and start laying complete pipe. I wrap my hand around Peggys throat and she starts a trembling orgasm. I then take her left foot and start licking her sole and sucking those pretty pink toes. This brings her to an extreme orgasm, she turns bright red and has tears of pleasure streaming down her face. I tell her this has me about to cum, and she tightly wraps her right leg around my body. I say “Angela would be so jealous” and this makes her squirt profusely All over my cock. As her leg tightens around me I blow my load right up in her.
After a few minutes we get ourselves dressed and cross the hall back to my room. I climb into bed with Angela, toss Peggy a blanket and a pillow and she slept on the floor.
Very hot sleeping with your whore and girl 5 feet apart. 😊
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[f/d] Dad took me to an adult theater
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We went on another road trip, this time a full 12 hour drive from where we live. It was near a military base and he and talked about being able to be public with our love. On the drive over we talked about various things we wanted to do and he mentioned that not only could we go out to dinner and stay in a hotel, but we could also kiss in public.
I joked about him copping a feel in front of people and he joked about kissing me with tongue where everyone could see. We went back and forth and pretty soon I could see his hard dick in his pants.
When we got to the hotel we were too tired to do much aside from cuddle and sleep. But the next day he showed me there was an adult theater in town. He asked if I was serious about having sex with him where other people could see and I thought about it for a minute. Turns out I really liked the idea and the reality.
We went to this place, they had a few seats and it was dark and there was really bad porn playing on the screen. It was totally empty and I got really into the whole idea. I was touching dad through his pants and then he pulled it out and I went down on him. We were still alone for a while, he laid me on my back and fucked me right there.
I got super into it and I had my eyes closed and when I opened them there was a guy standing just watching my dad fuck me. He was jerking off and encouraging dad to cum in me. It was one of the most surreal things, and very freeing.
I reached out and touched the man's dick and he brought it over to me and I sucked it, probably pretty badly. I was a total virgin before dad and he's the only man I've ever touched.
Dad actually did cum in me, and when he stepped back, another man I didn't see before dove in and ate his cum out of my pussy. It was insane. Dad sat down behind me and held me while this total stranger ate me out.
When we got home I showered for a long time and dad held me close to him. I actually loved the whole experience and I kind of want to do it again. Dad said he wouldn't mind watching me get fucked and I told him I liked that . So we'll see!
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[MF] My ex used anal to 'Make it up to me' and I still think about it 7 years later
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One of my ex's basically used anal to 'make it up to me'. She always knew I wanted to do anal and tried but it was way too uncomfortable for her so we stopped after the 2nd attempt.
The first time she used anal to 'make it up to me' was a night out she lost her shit at me because a guy at my table looked at her friend up and down like she was a piece of meat. Which was somehow my fault. Didn't even know the guy. This was standard behaviour when she was drinking, just flipping on me out of nowhere making a scene and I had it at this point so i told her to get home with her friends, I wasn't taking her home and would talk to her the next day when she wasn't drunk and out of her mind to have a talk. (Basically to break up)
Fast forward to 2am, she's called me 16 times (I can see she's home to her sisters on snap maps) - I eventually answer and she begs me over she loves me and blah blah blah, the poor sap I am I go over to her sisters house where she's home alone to hear her out. I'm too soft and miss her and can't hear her crying her eyes out. Especially alone.
We talk it out on her bed and she pleads how sorry she is and she'll never do it again, all the while sitting in her short dress exposing her panties and I just take control of the situation telling her she's bad and start slowly undressing her to which she obliges by taking my jeans off.
She hops on top of me to start grinding me, sticking her tongue down my throat. She's soaking and I'm hard as rock, I turn her around put her on her back with her legs in the air, kneeling over her on the bed. Take her panties off and start rubbing my cock on her soaking pussy. She's losing it and shouts "put it in my ass" with a very aggressive look on her face. I say no and she demands I put my dick in her ass, I have no lube so I start rubbing her soaking juices with my cock down to her asshole, teasing it with my cock, spitting on it to lube as much as possible
"Put it in my ass NOW!" I start to press my head against her asshole, she reaches up to my thighs and pulls me aggressively towards her, my cock pops in and next thing all 7 inches are in her ass. Her aggressive look goes into wide eyes with shock and a "oaawwwhh" staring at the ceiling, focuses down on me as I keep my cock in position, stares into my eyes and whimpers "Fuck me." I stay still. "Fuck me." This time with more intent in her voice.
I slowly start moving back and forward, her face screws up slight of anger, slight of pleasure - after a minute I take my cock out and rub more of her juices on my cock with my hand, spit on her asshole again "Put it back in!!" I oblige. Back in I go slowly moving "fuck me properly". I start picking up the pace, her discomfort is there but she keeps pulling me in by the thighs, screaming her head off until she moves her hands to on of her nipples and her clit, rubbing away at herself craning her neck back, eyes rolling in her head.
I take control again, change to doggy on the floor and just let her ass have it. "Ohhh my godddd". I tell her I'm going to fill her ass with my cum. "What!? You're going to cum in my ass?" Yes. You're a bad wee bitch who needs taught a lesson. "Oh my god fill me up, give me all of your cuuummmm" I oblige.
I just exploded in her ass. My cock was never so hard whilst fucking before. Maybe the tightness of her ass. The craziness of the situation. I can't believe I'm analizing her like some pornstar. I pull my cock out and her ass is just glistening. She collapses on the floor breathless, I lay with her. "I'm sorry." Apology accepted, I love you, lets get you cleaned up and into bed. I forgot everything else ever in the world never mind the chaos of the night out. I was in that moment in that small room of that small house.
I still masturbate to it every so often even though I eventually had to break it off with her because things weren't working. Would never go back to her for one more session, but I will go back to that memory. And the 4 or 5 others that she used anal to 'make it up to me'.
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Wife(38) keeps fucking her boss after one desperate day.
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Some background on us, we are a mature couple in our 30s in an open relationship. We have a great sex life, but we enjoy spicing things up and allow each other to hook up when we both agree.
Last month we were in a bit of a bind financially. My wife Anna tends to overspend, and we just got behind. In order to make up for it she asked her boss (28m) if she’d be able to work some overtime on the weekend. He agreed and told her to come in both Saturday and Sunday since he would be in too anyways.
So Saturday all of a sudden I got a call from my wife. And she tells me that he has been hitting on her all morning and he is being very touchy. Now obviously, I am OK with my wife having her fun but she was not inviting any advances and wasn’t sure what to do. Me being desperate and greedy said she should pursue it at the very least she would get some preferential treatment at work and more overtime.
That did not turn out not quite how I expected.
I got a text later that day that she would be going to his place for drinks and wouldn't be home after work. Around midnight she finally got home sweaty and wreaked like sex. Apparently they left work early and fucked all day. And now she doesn’t have to go in tomorrow since he’s going to pay her for both days anyway.
Ever since then, he uses her at his whim, even openly flirting in front of other employees with her and she gets a lot of excitement from it too and flirts back.
I’m pretty sure I’ve lost her to this younger guy at this point. He has been taking her on dates and she often sleeps overnight at his house.
Last weekend was a two day stay with him at a spa while I’m stuck at home jerking off. He posted pictures on instagram with her smiling by the heated pool with his arm around her. We are able to pay bills now, but I can tell she has lost interest in sex with me and talks all the time about how good he fucks her.
The hardest part is I see them together almost everyday, we have one car so I pick her up from work every day. I’ve driven them to dates and picked them up later while they act like horny teenagers in the backseat.
*For the prequel to this I just started writing about how this all began as I reflect now that I’m in this position. [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/11ug5ab/my_wife_wanted_an_open_relationship_after_i/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
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The Agreement - Part 2 [MF 30s] [D/s] [vaginal sex] [anal]
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*I posted part 1 here a while ago and will add a link if I can work out how…*
He pulled back from her slightly and looked down at her still on her knees. His mouth curled up at the corners as if he was trying to suppress a wide dirty grin. He’s definitely enjoying this as much as I am she thought.
‘Let’s see if you have been keeping up with your training. Go over to the sofa and present yourself for inspection.’
This had been the other part of the agreement. Not only was he able to call on her to…serve him at anytime without notice, but there were two rules she had to follow:
1. She had to wear the buttplug he had got her everyday so that, in his words, ‘her holes were stretched and ready for him to use at all times’
2. She was not to shave the hair around her pussy
The buttplug rule had been a real challenge to start with. It was a metal plug, not too large, with a nice purple jewel on the end. She had worn plugs before the agreement but wearing one everyday had taken some getting used to. Now though, she slipped it in as part of her normal morning routine and she found it gave her a sense of excitement to go about her day to day activities while plugged. It was her dirty little secret.
The shaving rule had surprised her. Her previous partners had always wanted her either completely shaved or very sculpted. It felt somewhat scandalous to have allowed her hair to grow naturally for so long.
‘Yes Sir’ she said and moved over to the sofa. She undid her jeans and pulled them down along with her underwear so they were around her ankles. Then she knelt on all fours on the sofa facing away from him, reached back, and spread her cheeks apart with her hands. She felt her face warm and realised she must be blushing slightly. Well, it wasn’t exactly the most dignified position she had ever been in. It was slightly degrading, but in a way she found she enjoyed.
He walked up behind her. ‘Such a pretty little slut with that jewel in your ass, and your hair is soaked from your pussy juices! Did sucking my cock really make you that wet? What a good slut you are.’ He reached down and tugged gently on the buttplug, not enough to remove it, just to remind her that it was there. Then he slowly slid his finger downwards and parted her lips, brushing past her clit. She gave a small shudder with the pleasure of it.
Then he said ‘I think you have waited long enough. My good girl deserves her reward.’ and thrust his cock inside her. She hadn’t been expecting him to start so soon and she immediately let out a surprised groan. He began to slowly withdraw his cock but each time he was about to pull in out completely he thrust it back in hard and another groan would escape her mouth. It felt sooo good.
He began to speed up and before long he was fucking her hard to a smooth rhythm. She found her mind going blank and all her focus was on the feeling of fullness in her pussy and to accompanying weight of the plug still on her ass.
He slapped her ass without missing a beat with his thrusting.
‘Have you missed this slut?’ he said.
‘Fuck yes’ she moaned.
He slapped her ass hard. ‘Yes what?’
‘Yes Sir’ she said.
‘Good girl’
The fucking continued for a few minutes and he had sped up so she thought he might be close to coming but then he said ‘Let’s see if all that stretching has paid off’
He stopped thrusting and instead began to pull the plug out of her ass. She felt her asshole resist for a second but then it slid free. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and put the head of his cock against her asshole. He began to push forward and again there was a second of resistance but then it slid all the way in. ‘Ohhhh fuck’ she moaned.
He immediately began fucking her ass hard. ‘Good girl. Does my cock feel good in your ass?’ he said.
‘Fuck…yes…Sir’ she managed to say between panting and groaning.
‘Do you want my come in your ass?’
‘Yes, please, Sir’
‘Then beg me for it’ he said.
Even this deep into their fucking session that momentarily surprised her. But she was caught up in the moment and everything felt sooo good, she found herself speaking without thinking ‘Please Sir, fill your anal slut with your come! I want it inside me. Please, Sir!’
‘Fuck!’ he groaned and he thrust hard, deep into her ass and didn’t withdraw. She could feel his cock twitch as he came and had a feeling of warmth inside her. She slumped forward, panting.
Before she even had a chance to compose herself so felt him spread her cheeks and then push her buttplug back into place. She turned around surprised and he gently held her chin up towards him with one hand. ‘You’re going to keep my load inside your ass for the rest of the day. Good anal sluts should be full of come and you are a very good anal slut.’ He leant down and kissed her passionately. ‘I will see you again’ he said. Then without pausing, he pulled him cock back into his jeans, straightened his clothes and walked out of the house without another word or a glance backwards.
She felt dumbstruck. Her mind was spinning. What had just happened?! She also belatedly realised that although she had been very much enjoying herself, she hadn’t actually come. Well that’s typical she thought with a slight smile, and headed to her bedroom to finish herself off.
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Best sorority party ever PT 2
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Earlier, I (F18) posted part one of this story. For a summery, I hooked up with two girls named Lucy (F18) and Maddy (F19). This story is about me being the center of a few girls.
During the orgy part of my first story, I was in the dining room, eating out my friend, Hannah (F21), who was on the table. To get better footing and a better angle, I put my foot in one of the chairs. I was getting carried away when I felt someone eat me out. I looked down and it was Kaelie, another friend. Hannah pushed me and pinned me to the wall. Kaelie came over and continued to eat me out. Hannah was slapping me and reminding me how much of a bad girl I am.
When I came, I picked Kaelie (F19) up and put her in a chair at the table. I took her shorts off and started eating her out. She came on my face. When I was done with her, I went over to the other girls and saw that Morgan (F22) was alone. I got on top of her and started making out. I eventually went to eating her out. We switched places. She was eating me out so good that I squirted on her face. Celeste (F18), who was next to me getting her ass eaten out by Hannah, helped Morgan make me come even more. Celeste fingered my asshole as Morgan was fixated on my clit.
When everyone fucked everyone, we went to bed. There was a catch though. I didn’t hook up with everyone. I haven’t hooked up with Lucy yet. That story is the second half of part one.
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caught by my gym crush in the sauna [FM 30s] [light femdom] [humiliation] [caught] [risky sex]
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L breathed out a sigh of relief as she opened the door to the sauna. She knew it would be empty this late at night.
It had been a long, demanding week at work. She needed this.
She slipped off her towel and placed it beneath her. Beads of sweat began to form on her chest. After a few minutes even the skimpy material of her blue bikini felt like too much against her hot skin.
“Fuck it, no one ever comes in this late” she thought, as she removed her top, her breasts glistening with sweat, a droplet running down her left breast and dangling off her erect nipple.
Her gym cost a fortune but it was her one indulgence. 24/7 access meant she could schedule work outs around her shifts at the hospital. The high price tag meant that it was never crowded.
She’d done a light workout that day, cardio on the rower and then some yoga. The heat of the sauna relaxed her tired muscles. Leaning back, she absentmindedly began fondling her nipple, before catching herself.
The gym always, always made L even hornier than usual.
She rested another few minutes…but then found herself running her hands over her sweaty body.
Her pussy began to throb, and she began to rub herself through the thin fabric of the bikini.
She smiled thinking of one of the other regulars, David. The one she’d been flirting with for weeks now. She’d worn a bright yellow sports bra that showed off her ample cleavage today, and he’d told her that she “looked like sunshine on a rainy day” (while not-so-sneakily glancing at her chest).
She imagined his chiseled abs, strong arms, big hands…running all over her body. She slipped her own fingers under the material of her bikini and began to rub slow, teasing circles around her clit.
Then she slipped a finger inside herself, to feel her rippled insides, the sensitive spot that made her legs twitch. She inserted a second finger into her now dripping wet pussy, that was wetter than her sweaty body, her slickness giving her quick and easy access to finger herself deeper and deeper, imagining it was his cock pumping in and out of her.
She rubbed her clit with her other hand while finger fucking herself, and her pussy began to clench and her legs twitch in the ramp up to her orgasm.
She lost herself in the sensation, forgetting where she was, moaning audibly with her eyes closed when -
The sound of the door opening startled L out of her almost-orgasm.
Blinking in shock, she thought for a moment she’d finger fucked herself into hallucinating, because David was there, as if he’d leapt directly out of her mind’s eye.
“L! Oh, sorry, sorry - I just - I’ll go”
“No! Wait…shit. I’m sorry. This is so embarrassing” said L as she scrambled to pull her towel around her, standing up awkwardly.
“No, it’s ok…uh if I’m being honest you’re not the first one to take advantage of the sauna being empty.”
“Oh, haha…that makes me feel a little better.”
“Seriously, I won’t tell anyone…and if I’m being honest…you are even hotter than I imagined.”
Now L was blushing. This was not the way she thought this gym crush was going to come to fruition. But here she was, with him. She could see that he was growing hard under his swim trunks, and that his cock was thick just like his forearms. And fingers. And neck. All of him, really, built sturdily, like he could take a thick, curvy slut like her.
She took a deep breath and dropped her towel.
He smiled and gave her a long, slow look up and down, admiring her full breasts, small waist, and curvy hips, her hard work in the squat rack evident from her round perky ass. She was sweating from head to toe, a droplet making its way down the defined center line of her stomach, bringing his gaze to her bikini bottoms, which were visibly saturated with both her sweat and her horny wetness.
“Jesus fuck, L. You’ve got me all bricked up.”
“Come here then.”
“What?”
“I said, come here.”
David did as told, and L unfastened the drawstring of his swim trunks, pulling them down to reveal his long, thick cock bobbing up at her.
She looked up at him with her dark eyes before taking the head of his cock in her mouth.
She licked up and down his shaft, getting him nice and wet, before finally taking him fully into her mouth.
“Ohh fuck that feels good baby.”
She played with his balls as he thrust into her face, first gently, and then with more urgency. She began to gag a little and took a short break to admire his handsome face lost in pleasure, before diving back in to take all of him.
“Fuck L I’m getting close”
“Please, not yet. I need you inside me. I’ve been fantasizing about you ever since that first time you spotted my squat.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I felt really safe with you. And also I think you’re really hot.”
“Fuck, baby, I really thought you were out of my league. Both because you’re so strong and so hot. Every head in the place turns when you walk in.”
“Mmm but I want you to fuck me like I’m yours.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With that he took her by the hips and turned her around, against the bench of the sauna. She arched her back and spread her juicy cheeks to give him access to her dripping, needy cunt.
He pressed the head of his cock against her, teasing her, slipping around in her wetness as he moaned, his precum mixing with hers.
“Please fuck me”’
“I just want to savor this pussy for a minute, baby. You have no idea how many times I thought of this moment, and it’s even better than expected.”
And then he finally entered her, his long cock sliding into her tight, warm pussy.
She immediately let out a loud moan. His cockhead was rubbing perfectly against her most sensitive spot. Her clit began to throb and so she started playing with herself as he fucked her from behind.
Their wet, sweaty bodies slapped together in the sauna, both of them shining with sweat, their defined muscles contracting and relaxing as they both thrusted against each other animalistically.
“Fuck, David…I’m gonna cum” she said, as she felt her pussy pulse, and then the waves of sensation began emanating out of the center of her as she came hard on his cock.
She nearly lost her footing as her legs twitched through the orgasm, but David held her up by the waist.
“Shit, shit.” he said as just a few thrusts later, his thick cock began shooting ropes of hot cum into L’s needy pulsing cunt.
“Yes, fill me up with your cum, Daddy” said L, thrusting back into him, wanting every drop of his seed inside her.
They stood like that for a moment, panting, until David finally slid his cock out of her. The cum began to drip out of L immediately, so he handed her the bikini bottoms that were on the bench.
“You might want to put these back on. I made quite a mess”
“Mmm I bet you did. I’m going to enjoy sitting here with you leaking out of me.”
She put her towel down, slipped on the bottoms, and then sat down, grinning.
They relaxed in the sauna, panting.
“Have you ever done this before?” asked L.
“Fucked in the sauna? Well, yeah, but never as my first time with someone. That was literally, and figuratively hot.”
“I was actually fantasizing about you when you came in and startled me.”
“No shit” said David, grinning, flattered.
“Well, I have to get going. Need to get to sleep before my next shift. But I’m usually here on Wednesdays, if you want to be…workout buddies.”
“I could sure use a workout buddy! My solo sauna time isn’t nearly as fun as this.”
“Well I’ll see you next Wednesday then, David. Thanks again for being even better than I imagined.”
With that she stood up and left.
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My roommate and I [F18] have a free-use relationship.
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I love the free-use relationship that my roommate and I have. Because of it, we have been having sex several times nearly every day. When he got home from work after we made this agreement, the first thing he did was fuck me. He entered my room as I was playing video games on my bed, pulled down my leggings, and began to eat me whole. While I was playing games, he fucked my ass and went to grab some lube.
I have been keeping tabs on when he is using his computer so I can work under his desk. We have been using each other in every way possible since we came to this understanding, and I love this so much.
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Slut Games in my 20s [F]
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When I was younger, (I'm not 38), I went through a very slutty phase (I'm married now with kids to a man that's not really into anything kinky). During this phase in my life, I quite enjoyed going after and fucking much older men. They had to be at least 55+ and to this day, a dirty old man that wants to use me like a slut, tie me up, creampie me, forcing me to have orgasms, and call me names still gets my panties soaking wet.
In one encounter, we fucked and played for hours. Sadly, he didn't have a fun dungeon, but he had lots of fun toys for my pussy. After getting to his house and immediately dropping to my knees to suck the cum out of his cock, he ordered me to get naked as he tied my hands above my head while laying on his bed and blindfolding me. It made me so wet not knowing what he was going to say or do next. He spent time slapping my tits and pinching/pulling my nipples and lapping up my wetness. I remember at first I wasn't allowed to cum. When he slid his thick man meat on me, it was like heaven feeling him stretch my pussy and forcing me to cum all over his cock.
Next we played a game where he took turns putting his cock, a dildo, and a cucumber in my pussy and not only fucking me with, but making me guess what each one was. With a blindfold on, it made it somewhat of a challenge. If I got one wrong he would slap/spank my pussy, my ass, or my tits. Oh, did I love that. Sometimes I would purposely guess wrong just so I could be spanked. He would also take turns just fucking me and giving me hot creampies.
Needless to say, I went home filled with cum and happy.
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First time in the backseat of a car [F22]
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I had never had sex in a car before, and I was terrified that something would go wrong. I had heard so many horror stories about people's first times, but I had no idea that mine would turn out to be the best and most unexpected moment of my life.
I was out with my friends when I met a guy I thought was really cute. We started flirting, and before I knew it, we were both sneaking out of the party and into the backseat of his car. We both felt a little nervous, but there was an undeniable electricity between us.
He started by slowly caressing my body and kissing me in all sorts of places, building up anticipation until I was practically begging for him. We moved together for what felt like hours of bliss, until I thought I was about to explode with pleasure. Even after all these years, it's still the best and most memorable thing that's ever happened to me. That night in the backseat of a car was the best gift I ever gave myself.
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I fucked up while I was fucked up
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A few weeks ago my husband (34M) and I (29F), along with another couple(34M 28F), went to Charleston SC for a concert. We were staying at one of my husband's friends' houses in Charleston. I say friend, but my husband said he has never really liked the guy and I could see why. The guy who's house we stayed at's name is Matthew (32M).
We met Matthew at his place, and he showed us and the other couple to our rooms. He was a complete ass hole! He kept making comments about how he wasn't coming to the concert because the band we were going to see fucking sucks and that my husband and the M from the other couple were fucking losers for spending money to go see them.
After hanging out at the house for a while, I went upstairs and got ready for the concert. When I came back down, Matthew made the comment "God damn, you look like a little slut! Now I see why you married this bitch." My husband and I just rolled our eyes and ignored him and my husband told me I looked sexy. I had my hair up in pigtails, a lot of makeup and glitter on my face and was wearing a low cut romper that showed a lot of my 34C cleavage and rode up my ass a little bit to show my butt cheeks. The rest of the time at the house before we left for the concert, Matthew kept giving me looks and staring at my tits.
Finally, we went to the concert with the other coupke and got away from asshole Matthew. We had so much fun at the concert and enjoyed some alcohol, molly, and mushrooms while we were there. After the concert we went back to the house and we were all relieved that Matthew had already gone to bed. We kept drinking at the house and eventually my husband decided it was time for bed and went upstairs. I was having a great time and feeling good from all the alcohol and drugs so I stayed up with the other couple a while longer. After a while, they decided to go to bed too and went to their room.
I wasn't ready to sleep yet, but figured I would wake my husband up and have some fun with him because I absolutely love to have sex on molly! I got up to the room and it was pitch black dark. I took off my romper and my bra so I was just topless with my thong panties on and felt my way through the dark and over to the bed. I climbed on top of my husband, started kissing his stomach and pulled down his shorts and started rubbing his cock. As soon as I put my mouth around it, I realized something was wrong... my husband's cock isn't this big!?! I sucked it for a minute until it hit me... I went to the wrong fucking room and this was Matthew, not my husband!
I climbed off of Matthew and off the bed and started crawling around on the floor trying to feel for my romper so I could get the fuck out of there hoping Matthew was drunk and passed out and didn't know what was going on. Suddenly, a lamp turned on and I heard Matthew's voice. "Haha, I knew you were a little slut! What's wrong? Your husband too drunk to give it to you?" I tried to explain that I made a mistake and was in the wrong room and thought he was my husband. Matthew got out of bed and since I had taken his shorts off was completely naked. I couldn't help but notice what a nice body and huge cock he had. He was much taller and more fit than my husband, not to mention more hung. "Well now you've woken me up you stupid slut. How about this... you do as I say from now on and we won't tell your husband about this little incident. Otherwise, I'm going to tell him how you woke me up tonight by sucking my dick." I didn't know what to do... at this point I was super fucked up and not thinking clearly, not to mention super horny. I didn't know what to say so I just sat there frozen on the floor. Matthew walked towards me and told me to open my mouth, I did adlnd he grabbed the back of my head with both hands and shoved his huge cock in my mouth.
Matthew started fucking my face and kept calling me a stupid slut. He kept going so deep down my throat that I would gag and try to pull away but he would just shove my head back onto his cock. Finally he pulled it out of my mouth and I was able to breath for a second, but the he just slapped me in the face and told me to stand up. He then threw me on the bed and started fucking my wet pussy. Because of the combination of the drugs and this situation, I immediately had an orgasm. I couldn't help myself and started moaning loudly "mmm, daddy fuck me harder" Matthew slapped me in the face and told me to fucking take it like the slut I am. He then put his hand on mu throat and started chiking me as he kept pounding my pussy with his beautiful large dick. I was having multiple orgasms as he had his way with me and kept calling me a slut and a whore and I kept replying "yes daddy". This went on for over an hour until finally Matthew told me he was ready to cum. He pulled out of my pussy and grabbed the back of my head with both hands and shoved his cock down my throat again. I could feel his hot cum filling my mouth and it was too much! I gagged and he pulled it out of my mouth and came all over my face and tits. He then slapped me in the face with his giant rod and said "good girl, now get the fuck out of my room."
I did as I was told, went and cleaned myself off and got in bed next to my sleeping husband. The next morning, nobody in the house knew what happened between me and Matthew. We said our goodbyes and hit the road to go home. My husband will never know, and I hope I never see Matthew again even though that was the best sex I ever had in a very long time!
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Wet Asian MILF in the club
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My tight Asian MILF wife and I decided to hit up a trendy club this weekend as we hardly ever make time to party. She's a fit 115lbs at 5'5" with beautiful A cup breasts that fit in the palm of your hands and a well proportioned ass especially for an Asian.
She decided to tease me by dressing up in some of her old clubbing outfits from back in the day when we used to grind the night away. She wore her beautiful Gold Floral Lace tube top that was semi transparent, with only her long flowing hair covering the front of her nipples of her perfectly small perky breasts (her nipples have gotten bigger and perkier since having a baby). Below her perfectly exposed naval was bright white micro mini white skirt. Her fit stature and perfectly proportioned ass was further accentuated with her standing on ultra high Gold heels.
Just before heading out she showed herself off to me and gave me a quick cat walk as a cock tease. I quickly reach under her skirt for a quick grope before she swiped my hand away disapprovingly. "No Touching" she quipped. She didn't want me to touch her until we got to the club.
As we climbed in to the back of our Uber I reached and caressed her inner thighs. She looked at me and slowly opened her legs. I knew she had trouble resisting. As I moved my fingers towards her crotch under her skirt she quietly moaned and bit her lips. To my surprise my fingers were met by tight fitting panties. During our clubbing days she normally went panty-less for ease of access so I could finger her while partying and grinding. She reached for my hand pulled it further up her skirt where I was met with a slight bump in her panties.
"Guess what I'm wearing?" she whispered in my ear. It was her favorite toy [Monster Pub](https://monsterpub.ca/products/mp2-master-gokilla-excited). "I want you to make me dripping wet on the dance floor". She handed me her phone and set the toy on "Gesture Mode". Her Monster toy buzzed to varying intensities based on her every body movement, dance, grind and hop.
She was already dripping wet by the time the DJ faded to the 3rd song. Her juices were leaking down her legs wetting her shiny gold heels. By the end of the 3rd song she was already melting down towards my knees. She slowly got up and pulled me towards the bathroom. To my luck the bathroom was co-ed. We quickly made our way in to an empty stall before anybody noticed.
She quickly dropped her panties and bent over and pulled her wet vibrator out. She put her toy in mouth and said...."I need you to hold my toy for now.... I need your cum inside me." I quickly obliged and pulled my dick out and filled her up. I grabbed her hips as I slammed her from behind the best I could in the tight stall. It was so hot I didn't last long before I blew my load inside her. "Thanks!" she said while pulling her vibrator out of my mouth. "I need this back" as she slide her Monster Pub toy back in to her pussy with my cum now dribbling down her inner thigh. She quickly picked up and slipped her panties back on.
She quickly pulled me out of the stall while barely putting my dick back in my pants. As we hit the dance floor again she loudly whispered in my ear "I need you to grind me harder to make me cum on my on toy"
A puddle of my cum and her pussy juices soon wet the dance floor around us. Needless to say our Uber Black ride home ended with me sucking her small perky tits in the back of the car until she came again. AWESOME NIGHT!
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M(25), my first threesome (Bisexual, MMF)
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Hi, i wanted to tell the story of my first (and only) threesome. I still think about it feom time to time and it always gives me chills and a huge boner.
So first thing first, i met a girl, she was 18, i was 21 and we were only looking for sex so yeah, we've has fun a couple of times. The plan was for our first meeting to be a one night stand but well, she told me i was good enough for extra dates. She felt safe and confident around me, and it was the same for me.
Years go by, we see each Other from time to time, when she was around town. And someday she met a guy, really nice with her but she has too much sexual apetite so when we see each other we still have sex. So yeah it was an open relationship, i even talked a bit with the guy.
And someday, i went to her place, we have fun and then she dropped the bomb.
"My boyfriend wanted to know if you would be interested in a threesome"
I've always been on the curious side so i immediatly accepted. It felt extremly good to know that the guy himself felt safe and good enough to ask me this. So time goes on, we talk More and more often to prepare and the big Day comes. We spoke before but only via instagram or whatsapp, so it was kind of a first meet between her boyfriend and me.
We go to my place, have a drink, tell Jokes and all before laying in bed and cuddling all together.
It was a bit awkward honestly, but at some point she asked him for a kiss. I saw that as an opportunity and asked for one too. The first kiss was Quick so i asked for a longer one, wich i got. I felt his tongue against mine for the first time and it was funny to realise that it was my first time kissing someone with a beard.
After that there was a second little awkward moment so i put my hand on his pants saying "gotta start somewhere" and immediatly felt his Dick getting hard.
While we were preparing, i asked for the guy and me to start without the girl so i could discover things. So of course when she saw my hand on his pants she laughed and left the room to change herself. We started kissing way more, with a certain passion, as if all the inibition suddenly went away. Our hands were going everywhere, hugging, caressing and touching all of our bodies. He told me to stand up and got on his knees, pulling down my pants and quickly started licking, kissing and sucking my cock. I couldn't believe a guy was in my room, sucking my Dick. But it was just the beginning and i was hungry for his cock too so i told him to lay down and grabbed his Dick.
I was so exited, it was an all new experience and i started sucking. It felt a bit weird, but my exitation quickly overcame this feeling, and earing his moans While i was licking his cock made me ever harder. I sucked for a while and when i think about it now, my only regret is that i wish i let him cum in my mouth. But i wanted to try other things so i laid on the bed and he sat on me. I grabbed both of our dicks with one hand and started jerking off both of us, robbing our cocks one against the other while kissing. That's when her girlfriend came back to the bedroom, and let's say she was happy to see us having fun. I started kissing her, kissing him again, we even try to play with all of our tongues at the same time.
She told her boyfriend to step aside because she wanted to suck my dick, and asked him to suck too. And i can tell you, having two person taking care of your dick is an outstanding experience. Seeing them lick and suck my dick was so exciting, if i didn't have the selfcontrol i have, i would have cummed right on the spot. I asked to do it too and we started sucking her boyfriend's dick together, another great time.
Then a lot of positions went by, my favorite time was when i took the girl doggystyle while she sucked his dick and we held hands while fucking her. You could thing a very hardcore sex session but absolutly not. In fact it was a passionate time, we really took care of each other, almost as if we were all in love, and that's why i will never forget this.
But of course there were also so "porn" moment, like when i cummed in the guy's mouth and he swallowed while looking me right in the eyes, or when i tried to fuck him but, well, i didn't fit so i couldn't try anal sex since i didn't wanted to Hurt him.
I also looked at them having sex, i saw his cum flying out of his dick. I saw the girl putting on a strap-on and fucking him, i fucked the girl again, there was a lot of kissing, licking, fucking and hugging.
As i said, it was a really good time and now that i have a girlfriend and things got serious, i know this kind of situations will probably never happen again and it makes me a little bit sad sometimes. I feel like the situation was perfect, the right time with the right persons, a moment filled with fantasies, complicity and even love.
I had to get this out of my chest as i don't talk about it very often, and i have to admit that sexualy speaking, it was the most exciting moment of my life, way more that my first time when i was 17 and knew basicaly nothing about real sex. Actualy the experience was like a "second first time" but where i already had some XP, i'm not sure i could describe it any other way.
Anyway thanks for reading, if you have questions or want more details about some points let me know in the comments
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[B/B] Brother (22M) caught me (20M) jacking off, helped me finish before i helped him
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For context, my brother and I have always been close, we’ve always shared a room, and as my family has never had much money, we’ve never moved from our childhood home. I am 20 and my brother is 22. We’re both in college and to save money we have stayed here. My brother is buff and built strong, i am more lanky and “skinny fat”. I am bisexual, i never thought of him in any kind of sexual way, until recently of course.
So, my brother and i would often masturbate while the other person was in the room, we didn’t have much choice, at first we would go to the bathroom, but at one point we talked about our sex life, we do this every so often, but we both agreed that masturbating in bed feels much better, and so we agreed to do it and just ignore it if the other one is masturbating. We never did it at the same time, but i’d hear him at night sometimes and he’d hear me presumably sometimes. He didn’t know i was bi until one time he happened to see i was watching some gay porn. He didn’t say anything until another day and asked why i masturbated to that. I told him i was bi and he said he’s cool with it.
As far as i knew he was straight, and he still calls himself straight. However the other day, i was home alone as he was at his college class. I was super horny and as our parents weren’t home i wanted to do something fun. Now when i get to be home alone, i like to masturbate in the open. I also like to record these. So i was alone and had my camera facing me and the door was off to the left and was caught in frame of the camera. I take off my clothes, put on some brother/brother porn, and started stroking. I like to hype myself up for the video so i moan and groan a lot, i had my headphones in and they have really good noise cancellation so i couldn’t hear anything outside of them. All of these steps led to disaster.
As i’m stroking, my brother comes in our room. I didn’t hear, i kept stroking and stroking, this entire time he was watching me. I kept going and going and i was getting close, at this point i sat my phone down and was just listening to the sounds of the porn and using my imagination while stroking fast. My brother saw the phone and what was playing, and he finally noticed the camera, he looked confused. Now if you’re wondering how i know all of this, it’s from watching the video back. He then looked back at the phone and i could see in his jeans he was getting hard. Me still not knowing my surroundings, he approached and to my surprise, he appears beside me. I jump in shock, and then i throw my headphones off and start apologizing. He says it’s okay, he then pauses as if he’s waiting for my permission, and i nod to him. He then starts stroking me, going up and down with his hand. This felt so magical, his dominance as he pushed me on my back, and stroked my dick was intoxicating. I moaned in pleasure and told him it felt good. He said i can tell bro, as my precum was oozing. He keeps stroking while rubbing my shoulder with his other hand. He begins getting faster and faster as i moan. The coldness of his hands as he just came in from the cold felt so sharp on my cock but also made it so much more amazing. The warmth was coming to his hand though as blood had to be flowing through his body, as he stroked me. I grabbed him by the back of the head and said i’m close and he told me to cum. I shot multiple strong ropes all over the bed as i collapsed into a post orgasmic bliss.
As i realized what just happened, i started feeling scared and embarrassed. I finally open my eyes again to see my brother with a shit eating grin on his face. I said “im so sorry, i didn’t think you’d be home” He said “my class was cancelled, normally i ignore you jacking off but i couldn’t this time.” I laugh nervously and apologize again, and he tells me “it’s okay, to be honest it was kinda fun making you cum your own brother, you’re such a weirdo.” I said “it was really fun for me, but it was wrong… wasn’t it?” he paused and thought for a second, and said “not really, all you did was masturbate with my help” I felt the tension melt away, but it quickly returned when he said “it’s my turn though, i’m horny as fuck now. So get out unless you’re helping me” I laughed but i couldn’t get myself to move. I’d be lying if i said i didn’t wanna see it, so i waited. He looked at me confused, then said “do you want to help me?” I said “Yes. I do.” He then said “okay but turn the camera off” I forgot it was on at this point, so i said okay and turned it off. Then he sat down on his bed. He took off his jeans and left them on the floor.
He was rock hard, i had only seen his dick a few times in passing, but never like this. He told me to start helping and that’s what i did. I began stroking his dick. I walked in on him once and i saw he was grabbing his balls while masturbating, and this memory came back to me, so while stroking him I began grabbing his balls with my other hand. I told him he had a hot cock, he said shut up teasingly, and i told him i mean it, and he said thank you. He was breathing heavy, and he shocked me by asking if i wanted to taste it when i came, i told him i did, and he said he’s close. I got down and i decided to go for it, so i licked his balls while stroking him fast, as soon as i got to the top of my lick of his balls he started shooting cum. I got my head up and put the tip of his dick right at the edge of my mouth, i caught his cum in my mouth and it tasted so good. So salty but so good. I told me to swallow so i did. He said thank you, and got up and took a shower kind of awkwardly. I worried we had gone too far.
He got out of the shower and went out with a few friends while i was left at home. I texted and asked if everything was okay, and he texted back and said “Yeah, that was intense, but not in a bad way. We’ll talk more tonight okay?” However when he got back our parents were home so we didn’t get to talk as we went to bed shortly after. Yesterday we talked but this post is long enough so i will update in another post.
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At a party, I (F) was treated like a sexual slave.
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A friend of mine recently said that he was planning a party and wanted to "employ" me. I assumed he meant that since I occasionally strip or pole dance and I responded by saying sure. But, that is not what he meant.
I wound up being confined to a bedroom where any hot man could enter and fuck me. Throughout the course of the night, I estimate that roughly 45 guys entered. I didn't get much of a break.
I was anal, deep throated/face fucked, spanked, slapped, and spanked.
Although it was extremely hot, my legs were trembling a lot and there was cum everywhere.
Hence, nearly every boy in my classes has now fucked me or at the very least seen me naked.
But I absolutely would do it again if I had to .
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I got absolutely pounded and my mom totally knew
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Hi all. Writing this while listening to loud music to distract me. I’m an 18 year old college freshman and I’m not gonna lie I’m a pretty big whore. Obviously there’s something wrong but I can’t stop. Almost every week I’m sleeping with random guys I meet online and it’s gotten out of hand. I live at home and my mom is so skeptical of me just leaving the house and going to some random guys place to get pounded out. Last Saturday I was chatting with a guy from Reddit who lived an hour out of town. He was absolutely stunning and we were exchanging information and stories about our lives for weeks on end. I happen to be a sociology major and so did he! We started discussing how he could help me on my next exam and see if he could help me prepare a study guide for my life term before spring break. I was absolutely ecstatic, although he was older I was jumping at the idea of seeing this man. As an Asian my mom is very strict and I only leave the house when she’s busy or she’s asleep. This time I couldn’t resist the urge so I just left at 3 in the afternoon and drove the long way there the whole time thinking about everything but studying with this guy. It was inevitable what were going to do and I couldn’t wait. I arrived and he opened my at door and gave me a huge hug. He was better looking in person and I was so happy . We start talking about sociology and writing study guides on a shared Google docs. I then gave him a look and he gave me the sex eyes. We started kissing and then wasted no time. I got on his hard cock and started moving my hips and feeling him deep inside me. He fucked me so hard it wasn’t even funny. I then had to leave to get home to my mom and once I entered the front door limping my mom shook her head and went to her room. So embarrassed.
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[A/Ne] My nephew saw me half naked...
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Ok not really naked but I was leaving the bathroom with just a towel because I thought no one was home, when he suddenly walked out of my son's room. It wasn't such a big deal since I wasn't completely nude but still mortifying. I was going to apologize but he beat me to it before politely excusing himself. This happened yesterday and we still haven't talked about it, I don't see a reason to be immature about it since we're both adults.
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Fwb golf course creampie
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So I (m31) met with my fwb. We didn't have a place to fuck so we drove around looking for somewhere secluded. Ended up parking at a golf course after hours. We snuck onto the golf course in hopes of some outdoor fun.
Found a nice green to lay on and before I knew it my dick was in her mouth. She blew me so good I got majorly turned on and shoved it down her throat, I could feel my tip stretching her throat.
Then she laid there on her back, fully naked on a golf course green. I put it in missionary and instantly her eyes rolled back loving it. After a couple minutes we switched to pretzel, a position we had been planning to do.
One I went in pretzel we both were overwhelmed how good it felt. She was so wet and tight and I could thrust the deepest I've ever gone. The mix of tight and deep had me feeling like I was going to cum soon, so I choked her and told her I was going to cum. She said yes please cum in me and so I did. Came in her as deep as I could go, I came so deep when I looked at her I saw her eyes roll back and she too came with me. I was pumping her full of cum while she was squeezing my cock.
I pulled out and not a single drop fell out, she kept it all in. Put on her clothes and back to the car qe went. I dropped her off at home and she texted me right away that she had some much cum drip her panties and pants were ruined lol. One of the best creampies I've ever given
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[Ne/A] Attracted to my aunt and it felt mutual
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So my aunt (35) and me (20) have always been pretty close my entire life, she was almost a second mom to me while I was growing up and was usually the one around most often. Our family is quite open with each other and there is never any filter between what we say to each other, someone is causing shit then they are going to be called out on it and so on.
I've been attracted to her for as long as I can remember, some of my earliest fantasies were of her and I have definitely been guilty of some discreet stares. Again we are pretty open with whatever we discuss, so there has been discussions of sexual things such as kinky things and she even recommended a porn site once which we both had a laugh about.
My attraction has only grown and I have gotten a little more daring without just outright saying anything to her, giving her massages and just barely keeping my erection in check or walking around in boxers from the shower whenever it is just us around. Though we haven't had much time to be around each other as often, her job keeping her busy and me no longer living so close to her and being unable to visit that much.
The main thing that gave me the idea that my attraction might possibly be mutual, or at least could become mutual, happened two years ago. (Quite a bit of time...) We had the house to ourselves and she was helping my dye my hair, just me in my boxers and a towel as she worked, and we were making our usual casual conversation. It eventually came around to her talking about how she hasn't been having any luck finding anyone to start a relationship with, her blaming it on the fact that she's not the best looking.
In my opinion, she looks great. She might be a bit bigger than other girls but it doesn't take away from her at all, and privately it makes certain things bigger on her as well so I have no reason to complain.
She just got done putting the dye in my hair and was letting it sit when she finished saying that, that's when I had a moment of my mouth working faster than my brain and I just blurted out the first thing that came to me. I said that if we weren't related I would fuck her, very romantic of me I know...the relation didn't actually matter to me obviously, considering where I'm posting this.
It was quiet for a moment which had me immediately panicking inside thinking I just fucked up more than saying something stupid, but after a moment and her looking at me she kinda of half whispered half said that my mom would kill her. That left me blanking and the moment passed before I could even reply to that comment and I cursed my luck at missing my chance at maybe pushing the conversation down that path further.
I guess what advice I'm seeking is if I'm reading too much into that comment and there really isn't anything there, or if there might be and I should try and pursue something. Any feedback on this would be greatly appreciated, I can also answer any questions with some exceptions obviously.
Thank you for reading this all and have a great day! :)
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Weird Sex Dreams
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I’m gonna start posting my weird sex dreams I will post as much as I remember. Since it is a dream it may not be super detailed.
We will call this guy Will. It started out as a hotel setting but with 6 beds people in the beds. We didn’t interact with the other people and I don’t know what they were doing. I was in bed with Will I was laying on my stomach he was rubbing my back and ass. He was in boxers. I only had on panties. His fingers tracing my spine and shoulders.
As he reached to rub my shoulders I could feel his massive boner. I’d say about 7 inches. I was so turned on my panties were damp. His touch was driving me crazy.
I turned over pulled him down on top of me and Started kissing him and biting his lower lip. I told him to take off his boxers. God lord his cock is spectacular. He rubbed his massive cock on my soaked pussy. I reached down slid him in. The first thrust I moaned out. He felt amazing filled me up perfectly. I was arching my back and moaning with my legs one his shoulders. I wasn’t use to such big cock. He pulls out sucks on my breasts. I flip over onto all fours and bury my face in the sheets. He smacks my ass and buries his cock deep into my wet pussy. He thrusts harder and harder. I’m rubbing my clit. I can’t take it much longer and cum. I beg for him to fill me. He does. We fall asleep.
Next thing I remember is we are in a different location I’m on my knees sucking his stunning cock. He has a hold of my hair. Mascara running down my face.
That’s all I remember.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 456. A beautiful and intimate moment with Michael.
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The Earth spun silently beneath me as I floated on my big, comfortable pool raft, wearing a white bikini and sipping a hard seltzer. I called for Michael and when he stuck his head outside, I asked him to bring me one of the Djarums that were on the bar. Everyone has Pavlovian responses and one of Michael's is to become aroused when he sees a woman smoking.
He stood at the edge of the pool still wearing his work clothes while holding the black papered clove cigarette and my silver lighter. It was adorable how confused he looked. Clearly, he desired instructions from his vexatious mother.
Over my sunglasses, I looked at him and said, "You are just going to have to strip and bring Mommy her cigarette."
Michael wasted no time and seconds later was climbing into the shallow end of the pool, led by his unbending erection. He handed me the cigarette and lighter and climbed aboard the raft with me.
After a deep drag, I place my lips almost to his, parted them with my thumb and said, "Don't inhale, Baby." I gently exhaled my warm, sweet smoke into his mouth.
My free hand began to languidly stroke his big, veiny cock. We continued to repeat the cycle of sharing smoke and slowly tongue kissing as I played with his substantial member. He loves when my soft and motherly hand plays with his balls and I enjoy fondling them.
As the cigarette neared the end of its life, I stroked him harder until, on my last drag, he came all over my stomach. I dropped my spent vice into the seltzer can and pulled my baby boy into the water with me while we continued to kiss and touch the other.
I don't have to get fucked to have a perfect afternoon.
**My sons are 22 and 27. No, you may not be my son.**
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 362. Being licked by my good boy while facetiming my girlfriend.
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On the patio under the warm Spring sky, I enjoyed the sunset and the sounds of thousands of birds and insects. There was something I was enjoying much more. On the table next to me rested a can of hard seltzer, in my right hand was my phone and a clove cigarette slowly burned between two fingers on my left hand.
On the screen, only visible to be, was my gorgeous Ana. She was naked in her bedroom, moaning and calling me "Mami" as she touched herself. I was also completely nude and laying on my back, propped up just enough to reach my drink when needed. Ana's sexy little body wriggled all over her bed as she quietly put on an erotic show for me.
Between my widely spread legs was the handsome face of my younger son, Michael. He was silently licking me and sucking on my smooth and swollen clit. Smiling, I encouraged Ana and panted as she drove me crazy, and my son gave me pleasure.
Michael's fingers entered his birthplace, and I clamped my thighs hard around his head. I moaned powerfully as I exhaled a lungful of sweet smoke through my nose and my good boy continued to make me feel good.
As Ana began to cum for me, I did the same for her. We chatted, all smiles for a moment before she had to make dinner for her employer's children. As soon as we hung up, I led Michael to my bedroom. Mommy needed his big cock.
**My sons are 22 and 27. If you ask me their ages, you will be ignored. I literally state them at the end of every post.**
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Working in Real Estate part 10 [M35/F34/F32/F30] [foursome] [oral] [penetration] [long] [fiction]
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After I cleaned off my groin area in the bathroom, I walked back out into the bedroom area of the hotel room to see Tara, laying flat on the bed, Kayli on her side, with Kayli sucking on Tara's nipples. Jennifer was still cuddled up on the chair and I walked towards her, her moving over so I could join her on the chair. I pulled her onto my naked lap, wrapping my arms around her as I did. Watching Kayli and Tara on the bed, I said, "I'm sorry if I hurt you, Jennifer." She leaned up and kissed me before resting her head on my chest and said, "it was worth the pain. I'll be OK."
Hearing us talk, Kayli turned around and said, "you ready to join for another round?" I responded back, "I'll sit here with Jennifer and watch you two." Tara said, "does that mean we can strip each other now?"
As soon as I said yes, Kayli rolled Tara over, unzipped the zipper holding her dress on, and pulled it down the fit, skinny girls body, tossing it to the ground. Still in her long, silver dress, Kayli rolled Tara back onto her back, passionately kissed her while her hands groped her breasts, then moved down Tara's body, climbing in between her legs as Tara spread them, showing us all her shaved pussy.
Kayli dove in, her tongue eagerly lapping at Tara's pussy, darting in and out in between licks. Kayli brought one of her hands up, her fingers easily sliding into Tara's wet pussy as her tongue continued to lick everywhere. As Tara moaned, she brought her hand down, placing it on Kayli's head, pushing her closer to her pussy. Kayli wrapped her lips around Tara's clit, vibrating her lips on it, her fingers sliding in and out until Tara's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her body shaking as she orgasmed.
After Kayli finished licking up Tara's juices, she stood up from the bed and walked over to me, and leaned down, grabbing my head a she kissed me, forcing her tongue into my mouth, where I could taste Tara. When she ended the kiss, she walked back to the bed, unzipped her dress, and we all watched as she pulled her arm out of the sleeve, and pushed the dress down before stepping out of it, throwing the dress on top of Tara's. Her massive double D breasts held back by a black, strapless sports bra with a zipper in the front, Kayli spun around, showing us all her fit, skinny body.
Looking right at me, Kayli said, "who wants to help me out of this bra?" Before I could respond, Tara kneeled on the bed behind Kayli, wrapped her arms around her, and pulled the zipper down. As she pulled the bra off, Tara said, "I will. I've been wanting these in my hands all night." Kayli melted back against Tara, who was squeezing her now exposed breasts, rolling her nipples in her fingers, pinching them as she started to kiss Kayli's neck.
With me and Jennifer still watching, Tara pulled Kayli back onto the bed, laying Kayli down this time, as Tara leaned over her, her mouth coming in contact with Kayli's nipples, sucking on them each in turn. Jennifer leaned up, kissed me again, and said, "this is way better then any of the videos we watched." I said. "Yeah?" As my hands slowly rubbed Jennifer's body, to which she replied back, "definitely. But it would be better if you joined it." Hearing what Jennifer said, Tara stopped long enough to say, "get over here, Danny. Kayli has a free nipple and I want to get down to her pussy."
I kissed Jennifer again, telling her, "I hope you join us soon too," before I climbed back onto the bed, laying down next to Kayli. Leaning over her, I bent down to kiss her lips as my hand took her free breast in it, squeezing it. After kissing her lips, I kissed down to her neck, her chest, onto her breast, before stopping at the nipple. With Tara still sucking on Kayli's other nipple, I flicked the one I was over with my tongue a few times before sucking it into my mouth, causing a massive moan to come from Kayli.
As we sucked on and played with Kayli's breasts, I took Tara's hand in mine, and pulled them down to Kayli's groin. Controlling her movements, I used Tara's hand to rub Kayli's pussy, inserting a finger in and pulling it back out until Tara took over, fingering her best friend on her own. My cock was starting to grow hard again, as Kayli reached down with her hand, wrapping it around my shaft, and gently tugging on it.
Tara stopped sucking on Kayli's nipple, looked at me, and asked, "are you hard yet?" I told her I was close, and she said, "why don't you shove your cock down Kayli's throat until you get hard?" I said, "glady," and moved on the bed to straddle Kayli, as Tara moved herself down between Kayli's legs.
I watched for a second, my semi-hard cock resting on Kayli's chin, as Tara dove tongue first into Kayli's pussy, licking away. I grabbed onto my cock, pushing it past Kayli's lips, and sliding it onto her tongue. I let go of my shaft, grabbed onto the back of Kayli's head, and started to slowly buck my hips back and forth, as Tara started to suck on Kayli's clit, her fingers returning to her pussy. When I was at my full six inches and my full thickness, I started going faster and faster, my balls slapping against Kayli's chin, as I could feel her moans vibrating on my shaft.
After shoving my cock as far down Kayli's throat as I could get and holding her in place, I pulled out of her mouth, and dropped her head. Kayli took a few deep breaths, before going back to moaning as Tara continued to eat her out. I moved off from Kayli's chest, and crawled over to kneel behind Tara. I grabbed onto Tara's legs, helping her to her knees, shoving her face farther into Kayli's groin. Holding onto her hips, I lined my cock up with Tara's wet pussy, and gently pushed I'm, the tightness of her pussy pushing into the thickness of my cock. I slowly starting to slide my cock in and out of her, causing Tara to move her mouth off Kayli's clit, moaning out how good I felt inside her.
As I started to pound into Tara harder, Kayli's body shook, as she screamed out, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" Her hands grabbing Tara's hair, and pulling her back into her groin, her juices coating Tara's face.
As Tara continued to lick away at Kayli, her fingers still racing in and out of her, Jennifer joined us on the bed. First kneeling next to me, I leaned down to kiss the blonde haired girl, one of my hands leaving Tara's hips, wrapping around Jennifer's naked body, and pulling her in close. When she broke our kiss, I watched as she crawled over to Kayli, leaning down to kiss her, before she straddled her, just like I had been, and lowered her groin down to Kayli's mouth. I could just barely see Kayli's tongue, flicking out to lick Jennifer, as Jennifer started to grind her hips on Kayli's mouth.
As I was still pounding into Tara, Kayli reached up, taking Jennifer's ass into her hands, and squeezing her cheeks, her tongue still darting in and out of Jennifer's wet pussy. When she pulled Jennifer's ass cheeks apart, I said, "damn, Jennifer, I'm half tempted to slide back into your ass again. It looks amazing." She turned around to me and said, "how about instead of doing that, you lay down on the bed and we can pleasure you for a bit?"
Remembering that all three girls had watched a few videos to get some ideas about how this night should go, I went to pull out of Tara but stopped when she said, "wait! I'm so close! Keep fucking me, please!" I continued to pound into her as Jennifer climbed off Kayli, who worked her way out from under Tara, them resting on the bed as I slide my thick cock in and out of Tara. When Kayli and Jennifer leaned into each other and started to kiss, Tara finally had an orgasm, her pussy clinching around my cock, pushing me out of her, as she fell on the bed, still moaning.
When Tara recovered, the girls moved so I could lay in the center of the bed, my cock sticking straight up in the air. Kayli looked at her two friends and co-workers and said, "who wants want first?" Jennifer said, "I want his cock," while Tara said, "I want his mouth." Jennifer quickly climbed on me, lowering her tiny body down onto my shaft, as Tara straddled my face, lowering her groin down to my mouth. Before she did so, I asked Kayli, "so, what does that leave you with?" She said, "you'll see. Maybe. If Tara let's you."
As Jennifer started to rock her hips on me, riding my cock, I stuck my tongue out, coming in contact with Tara's pussy, and letting her grind on it. I could hear kissing sounds above me, and could just barely make out Kayli, switching between Jennifer and Tara, passionately kissing them both. I wrapped my arms around Tara, pulling her down onto my mouth, where I could push and pull my tongue in and out of her pussy, as she continued to grind on my face. I could feel Jennifer starting to ride me faster and harder, moaning out how good I felt.
I could feel Kayli climbing above me, feeling her warm groin on top of my head, her body leaning over me as she leaned in to suck on Tara's A cup breasts. Tara reached out, taking Kayli's breasts in her hands and squeezing them as she asked, "whose tits do you like sucking on more? Mine or Jennifer's?" Kayli quickly replied back, "both are amazing," while Jennifer said, "I can't believe I didn't come when you were sucking on mine."
"I think it's time to switch," Kayli said, "I want that cock in me." All three girls changed positions, with Kayli quickly lowering herself down my shaft, Jennifer kneeling over my face, and Tara moving between the two, either sucking on their nipples, or kissing their lips as they either rode my cock, or grinded on my face. I quickly brought Jennifer to an orgasm, causing her jump off me, laying on the bed next to me, as I reached up, taking Kayli's massive breasts in my hands, squeezing them as her and Tara kissed above me.
With her tits being played with, being kissed by Tara, and impaling herself on my cock, Kayli quickly brought herself to an orgasm, joining Jennifer on the bed as she caught her breath. I pulled Tara down to me, kissing her lips as my arms pulled her over on top of my groin. Getting the hint, she reached down, guiding my cock, covered by Jennifer's and Kayli's juices, into her own wet pussy. As we continued to kiss, she started to ride my cock, bucking her hips up and down. Before too long, she broke the kiss, sitting straight up, riding me until she had her own orgasm, falling on the bed with the rest of us.
As we all cuddled together, our bodies intertwined together, hands still exploring each other, Jennifer next to me on one side, Kayli on the other side, Tara on the other side of her, we were all kissing the people next to us, Tara and Jennifer leaning over to kiss each other when me and Kayli were kissing. Jennifer finally said, wrapping her hand around my cock, "you feel close. Where do you want to finish?" I said, "how about I just pound into each of you and we see where I finish?"
Tara spoke up and said, "as great as that sounds, I think my pussy is done. It's been stretched out enough for one day." I said, "fine, new plan. I fuck Kayli and Jennifer until I'm ready, then I finish down Tara's throat." All three girls eagerly agreed to this plan and we moved to get into positive. I directed Kayli to lay on her back, Jennifer climbing in between her legs and laying on top of her. Kayli stuck her legs up in the air, as Jennifer kneeled on hers, giving me access to both of their groins. I kneeled between the two girls, watching as they started to kiss. I went to grab my cock, trying to decide who to fuck first, when Tara pushed my hand away, taking my shaft in her hand instead. She teased her two friends with my cock, slowly entering me into both of them before pulling me back out. She leaned up, kissing my lips, pressing her naked body against mine, before pulling me into somebody's waiting pussy. Telling me, "without looking, whose pussy are you in? Can you tell the difference?"
I answered back, "it's Kayli's." Backing away from me, Tara said, "how did you know?" As I started to slide in and out of Kayli, I said, "it's smooth. Juicey. Jennifer's is just a little tighter, but not as tight as yours." I grabbed onto Jennifer's hips as I started to pound into Kayli, forcing those two to break their kiss as Kayli started to moan again. Tara moved closer to their heads, taking over for Kayli in kissing Jennifer, as I rocked their bodies together, spanking Jennifer's ass as I slammed into Kayli over and over.
When I made Kayli orgasm again, screaming, "fuck me!" I pulled out of her, quickly entering into Jennifer, my cock covered in Kayli's juices. Still holding onto her hips, I thrusted into her over and over, harder and harder, as she moaned above Kayli, who was attempting to kiss Tara again. I moaned out, "get over here, Tara!" And pulled out of Jennifer. As Tara kneeled next to me, I grabbed onto the back of her head, as she opened her mouth, letting me slide my cock into the back of her throat. I bucked my hips a few times until my cock exploded, sending my cum down her throat. I pulled out enough to pump a few more ropes of my cum into her mouth before I finished, let go of her head, and leaned back, trying to catch my breath.
Tara leaned forward, kissing Kayli, sharing my cum with her. She then leaned up, kissing Jennifer as well. I watched as all three girls licked their lips, then swallowed. We all fell back into the same pile we were in before, hands still exploring, sharing little kisses, before we all drifted off to sleep.
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I had my first one night stand in Miami [FM] (22F)
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I met E on the way to the beach. He was so cute, with tanned, smooth skin, freckles, brown and blonde dreadlocks, light eyes. Gorgeous smile. He intercepted my cousin and I to ask for donations for children with cancer. He was instantly attracted to me, with my outgoing, bright personality, not to mention my cute lil petite body in a bathing suit. The way he was flirting with me, plus those psychological manipulation marketing tactics - I ended up donating 100$ 😭. I’m an empathetic sucker, what can I say. I was in too deep and it was a reputable charity, so money well spent.
Turns out, he liked how generous I was. He was so flirty and cute and from Puerto Rico and I was in Miami, so I gave him my number. The next day, my two friends and I decide to go dancing, and I invite him out. He texts me at midnight to tell me he is there. I read the text and excuse myself to go the bathroom (and find him, mainly). I found him almost immediately, drinking a water. He looked cute in his lil layered surfer boy laid back outfit. I was pretty excited to see this kind, bright, gorgeous person with whom I was very attracted to when I met him at the beach. It wasn’t just his looks, I loved his vibe.
I thought maybe, we’ll just hang out, chat, have drinks, have a fun time. I didn’t know yet I was going to go home with him until we started dancing. We didn’t talk much as it was so loud in there, and pretty quickly started moving our bodies to the loud beat of the club. Of course, he was a fantastic dancer. He had rhythm and he knew how to move his hips. As a former dancer myself, I’m a sucker for someone who knows how to dance.
We’re face to face, moving our hips together in sync to the rhythm. I turn around, backing up to let my plump, tight orange mini skirt-covered ass grind up against his pelvis. I felt his dick get hard as he was moving his hips in tandem with mine. His hands were all over my waist and hips, feeling me up, lighting my skin on fire. He starts pumping his hips back and forth to the music, grinding his cock right onto my pussy. At this point, with an edible and a couple drinks already in my system, my pussy was on fire. My juices were literally running down my legs. I wanted him. With my hand guiding his, I let him run it over the front of my skirt over my pussy and press into me with his fingers, turning me on even more. He asked me in my ear if I want to go home with him. I didn’t even have to think about it. Of course I did.
I told my friends where I was going, they told me to go for it. E and I got into a semi-private booth to order an Uber, and immediately we were all over each other. He was biting my lower lip roughly, giving me a hint of what was to come later, and kissing my neck. He glided his hand up my thighs, moving aside my brand new g-string thong, and easily slipped a finger into my soaking wet pussy.
“You’re so wet,” he breathed into my ear. I didn’t care that someone could see me. In fact I was a little excited by the idea that any clubber could glance in our vicinity and see this drunk slut getting fingered in the corner of the club. I hope someone saw and got a little bit turned on (I may or may not have an exhibition kink).
E took his fingers out of me and put them in my mouth, letting me suck my sweet juices off of him. He grabbed my neck and whispered in my ear, “tell me how you like it.” I told him I love being told what to do. I can’t remember what else I said or what he said when I asked back, because the next thing you know we’re in the Uber. Kissing a little in the back of the car but somehow restraining ourselves out of respect for the driver.
All restraint dropped when we got to his bedroom. He guided me through his house and onto his bed. We started making out again. He helped me glide off every single piece of (minimal) clothing I was wearing, and I did the same to him. We fucked for hours, going for thirds and fourths. He couldn’t get enough of my body and I of him. I came hard on his cock, him rapidly slamming into me in doggy position while I furiously rubbed my clit. I could feel the pleasure and tightness inside of me building and building until I couldn’t hold it any longer and exploded into a twitching mess all over his cock. His roommate was home, but E told me he was chill so I didn’t hold back my moans. Besides, I liked the idea that we might have a listening ear enjoying the sounds of us fucking. For a second I imagined his roommate even stepping into the room and joining us. He didn’t tho 😇 God I think I really am a slut..
We fucked in every position, multiple times. I sucked him off, he fingered me expertly while I rubbed my clit. His curved cock was the perfect size for sucking. My lips wrapped around it so beautifully. He asked me to take his dick all the way into my mouth, and I did it with ease. He loved the head I gave him 😝 maybe that’s why he kept asking for it. He came in my mouth multiple times. He was communicative, told me what he liked, and I the same. He bit my neck hard and left a mark as he roughly fucked me. He called me a dirty slut in my ear. As I was riding him, I brought my lips close to his ear and said, “you like fucking me like a dirty fucking whore, don’t you?” He started fucking me faster. He asked me to bite him. I bit his shoulder, his neck, and whispered in his ear as he started fucking me even faster, “You fucking masochist, even pain is turning you on.” His lasted not mere seconds after that until he shoved me off and I quickly put him in my mouth to swallow his cum like a good girl. 😇
We slept maybe 4 hours. Talked about our goals and passions in the morning (in between fucking about four more times). I got him off again, I would have gotten off again if I didn’t have to run to the bathroom with the alcohol shits lol. I’ve grown a lot, I think, sexually and emotionally to be able to have such fiery, communicative sex like that. The fact that he’s about 5 years older also helped.
I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trusted my attraction and intuition and I’m proud of myself for that. He called me an enigmatic creature at some point in the morning. When I was leaving, E helped me dress myself, saying “people always get help taking their clothes off, but never back on.” 🥹 Fucking cutie. He was sensual and sweet up until the last moment. Waiting at the door for my Uber, he said, “you seem sad to leave.” I think I was a little sad, to know that so quickly, that was the end of such a fun and passionate connection with someone. I guess that’s the joy of one night stands though. 😋
Let me know in the comments if you enjoyed. And if you’d like more stories from me, I have plenty 😊
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I went on my honeymoon with a woman who wasn't my wife [M/F 20s] [oral] [sex]
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“…and here you are sir, the Honeymoon Suite.” The bellhop swings open the door and proudly waves for us to walk inside, to review it’s luxury.
I flash Allie an awkward grin. She smiles, on the cusp of a giggle that’s been threatening release the whole flight down to Mexico, the whole van ride over to the resort. She pulls her shiny golden-framed sunglasses down and steps inside, surveying the space.
I follow her, the bellhop trailing behind me with the cart.
The room is expansive and well-furnished, with big bright windows on the far side. A full kitchen, living room, separate bedroom, with two balconies — facing different directions — one of which has a private hot tub.
As Allie walks up to a window, the bellhop leans in conspiratorially, his hand out for a tip. “You’re a very lucky man, sir.” He grins and nods at her with a knowing wink.
She slides open the door and steps out on the living room balcony, taking in the bright white beaches and sapphire ocean waters, boats and pleasurecraft dotting the horizon. The breeze picks at the strands of her platinum blonde hair, tugging them free from her wicker hat, wisping them across her yellow sun dress. She leans into the banister and peers down at the resort’s pool deck below, her butt to us, thick and round. Hints of a black thong show through the fabric of her dress.
I blush, force a quiet laugh. “Err, yeah, thanks.” I press some cash into the bellhop’s hand, and he turns to leave. He pauses at the door, turning to steal another glimpse of Allie. He winks at me, and then her and I are alone in the suite.
“So, um,” I say loudly, so my voice will carry out the door, “You can have the bedroom. I think the couch here folds down–”
Allie turns and comes back inside. “Huh? I couldn’t hear you, Lucas.” She’s incredibly cute, with pronounced cheekbones and piercing blue eyes.
“I was just saying, I’ll sleep here. You get the bedroom.”
She shrugs and tilts her head to the side. “If that’s what you want.” She grabs her suitcase, rolls it through the arched doorway. “What do you want to do first?”
Want to do? I don’t want to do anything… Tears well up on my face, and I wipe them off, force myself to put on a happy face. “There’s still a few hours before dinner,” I announce, “I was thinking of, uh, checking out the pools, I guess.” I set out the luggage rack next to the coffee table and zip open my bag. My bright blue-and-lighter-blue swim trunks are on top, the ones Kathleen gave me. I grimace.
“Care if I come with?” Allie’s voice echoes out from the bedroom amid the shuffling sounds of unpacking.
“Yeah, sure, if you want,” I say distractedly.
I hear her giggle. “Lucas. Of course I want.”
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I lay back on the plastic slats of the lounge chair, the headrest tilted up only to the first notch. The afternoon sun does its best to dry me, yet water still drips down into my towel. Allie’s on the next lounger over, basking under the shade of a parasol, face in a book. Her white one-piece swimsuit clings to her slender frame, to the swell of her chest. The material draws out the pale white skin of her long limbs, and I force myself to turn away, to not ogle.
“How were the pools?” she says, not looking up from her book.
“Pretty fantastic, actually,” I say, “I was like a big kid up there, going down that waterslide over and over again.”
She chuckles. “Was that you whooping and hollering?”
“Sure was.”
She turns at glances at me, flashes me a grin. “Glad to see you unwinding a little, you’ve been so mopey. I mean, I understand why, but still. Nice to see you having fun, you know?”
I look away, embarrassed. “Err, thanks.”
“I got you a drink, by the way. Do you like pina coladas?” She nods at a plastic cup sitting on the small round table. It’s filled with a caramel-colored liquid and ice, a little slice of pineapple stuck to the brim. Two cups sit next to it, similar but empty.
Pina colada’s not my go-to, but I’m thirsty and thankful for the distraction. I guzzle it down.
“I also made reservations for dinner, at that fancy restaurant underneath the lobby?”
I set the empty cup down and close my eyes. “Nice. You meet someone?”
“Huh? No. For you and me.”
“Oh, uh. You didn’t have to do that.”
“Whaddya mean? They’re giving us a private table. It’s our honeymoon, after all.” She bursts into laughter at her own joke, then catches herself and goes quickly somber. “Plus, it’ll be good for you.”
I grimace.
Another round of pina coladas later, Allie announces. “C’mon, let’s go back to the room and get ready for dinner.”
“I thought it’s not for, like, two hours?”
“I need time to shower and do my makeup.”
I follow her back to the suite. “Look,” I say, “I appreciate what you’re doing for me. And I know I’m sad and all, but I’m still just processing, you know? I need time.”
She grins knowingly and slips into her bedroom, calling back through the doorway. “What am I doing for you, Lucas?”
“Encouraging me to, you know, do stuff.”
“To do stuff…” she echoes. I hear the patter of her feet on the bathroom tile, and then quiet rush of the shower. “I’m just being selfish, you realize?” she calls out.
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t hear you, come closer.”
I frown and step into her room. The bathroom was always going to a challenge. It’s large and marbled and luxurious, but there’s only one and it’s through the bedroom. I stop at the threshold and turn to face the vanity, away from the shower, and repeat myself, “What do you mean, you’re being selfish?”
The click and clatter of a soap bottle rings out. “I mean, I’m on this trip with you, and I want to have a good time. Not spend all day being sad. So don’t think I’m doing anything for you, ok?”
I scratch my head. “I don’t see the distinction.”
“Look,” Allie says, “It’s fucked up, what happened with Kathleen. But I don’t really know y’all. Are you enjoying the view?”
“Huh?” I’d been looking at myself in the mirror. But my eyes slide over, and beyond the shoulder of my reflection, I realize to my horror, is a perfect view of the shower. And through the steamy glass is Allie, naked and soapy, hot water streaming down her lithe form. Our eyes meet. “Ohmigod!” I blush, hiding my face as I dash away. “I’m sorry!”
“Get your ass back in here!”
“What? No!”
“Yes, right now,” Allie insists, “You’ve already seen me. Don’t make me come out there and drag you in here.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and stumble my way in to the bathroom.
“No,” she says, “What are you? Twelve. Open your eyes.”
I do, but I look away, gaze fixed to the floor. “I’m sorry,” I say again, “I didn’t mean to– I wasn’t even looking at you, really. I didn’t realize I even had a view of the–”
“Lucas,” she cuts me off, “Shut up.”
“Ok.”
“And take your shorts off.”
“What?”
“Fair’s fair. You saw me naked. Now I want to see some dick.”
“Really?” my voice squeaks.
“Yes really.”
“Uh… ok…” I struggle at the drawstring, fighting to untie the knot.
“Stop pussyfooting around and get them off already.”
I whimper. I grab my shorts by the waistband and shove them down, drawstring still tied, squeezing them down past my hips. As they make it past and fall to the floor, my dick pops out like it’s spring-loaded, at a totally inappropriate partial chub. I will it to behave itself.
“Nice,” she giggles.
“Can I go now?”
“Lucas.”
“What?”
“Get in here.”
“Get in… where?”
“In here, you idiot. In the shower.”
I frown, look side to side. “But you’re in there.”
“Yeah,” she says dryly, “That’s the fucking point.”
“Oh,” I swallow. “Oh.”
I only met Allie a week ago. I was over at my sister Laura’s apartment, feeling sorry for myself. “Kathleen is such a bitch,” Laura said, “I can’t believe her.”
“Don’t call her that,” I said, “She’s just… confused.”
“Confused my ass,” Laura sneered, refilling our wine glasses. “You know, I never liked her, right? I can’t believe… only the day before the wedding. Who does that? Good fucking luck getting your deposits back.”
“I mean,” I said, “If it wasn’t right, at least we know now, and I’m not having to get a divorce a few years down the line…”
“No,” my sister cut in, “Stop justifying her selfishness. You’re supposed to feel mad. If Kathleen was actually kind or honest, she shouldn’t have agreed to marry you in the first plcae. Or she would have at least ended things sooner than this.”
I shook my head at Laura and chuckled. “Since when are you so protective of me?”
“Lucas, you may be a dork and an asshole. But you’re still my little brother. Family comes first. Isn’t that right, Allie?” She sipped from her glass.
Laura’s cute friend grinned at me from across the table, her blonde hair shimmering. “This girl ditched you at the altar?”
I sighed. “Not quite that dramatic…”
“So she waited until all your family was in town to tear your little heart out…” she shook her head. “That’s pretty fucked up.” She gave me a pitying look.
I drained my wine. All of Laura’s friends were hot, that’s just the circle Laura traveled in, and Allie was no exception. I’d never met her before, but I figured the only reason a hot girl like her was talking me was because of this drama. I didn’t need her pity. “No, it’s–” tears betrayed me, suddenly springing from my eyes, streaking down my face. So much for not being pathetic.
Laura was polite enough to draw attention away. “The real fucked up thing is, Allie, that the hotel for the honeymoon? That nice one down in Cancun? They just charged him the full amount yesterday. Too late to refund.”
Allie held out her glass for a refill. “Well, shit. No reason you still can’t go, Lucas. Cancun is fun to visit. You should do it.”
“What? By myself?” I was wiping away tears. “Yeah, that’s real fun.”
Laura obliged, opening a new bottle and topping up our glasses. “No, she’s right. You should go, Lucas. It’s a resort, you might meet someone there. Find a hottie to fuck away your misery.”
“I don’t… I don’t even…”
“Nah, who am I kidding?” Laura scoffed, “You don’t know how to pick up girls. Kathleen did all the asking, didn’t she? But they still got zip lines and kayaks and stuff.”
I wiped away a fresh set of tears. And then, an idea popped into my head. “You should come with me, be my wingman. Winggirl. Wingwoman. Whatever.”
“No, Lucas,” Laura chuckled, shaking her head, “I’m not going with you on your honeymoon. That’s weird.”
“Oh, come on,” I said, “You were just saying how much fun it is there. Please?”
“No!” Laura scowled, “I feel bad for you and all, but ask someone else. Ask one of your dorky little friends.”
I don’t know why I said it, maybe it was all the wine, or maybe it was the flirty grin on her face, but I turned to Laura’s friend. “Allie, do you want to go with me to Mexico?”
“Jesus, Lucas,” Laura rolled her eyes, “Not her–”
But Allie giggled and shrugged. “Sure.”
I blinked. “Huh?”
Laura frowned. “Yeah, what? Are you joking?”
“No,” Allie shrugged again, “Not joking. I can take time off whenever, my boss doesn’t care. And, hell, free trip to a tropical resort? Why would I turn that down?”
Laura’s hands slammed down on the table and she leaned in close to her friend. “Because it’s with my dorky-ass brother? That’s why?”
“Aww,” Allie grinned, eyeing me up and down, “He’s not that bad. Plus, you heard him, he needs a winggirl.”
“You can’t be serious.” Laura’s eyes were wide.
But Allie was serious, and a week after meeting her, I saw her for the second time in my life as she climbed out of a car at the airport. We changed the ticket over at the counter, and it was surreal, I barely knew what to say to her. On the flight, Allie sat next to me with a cheerful smile, reading her book, and I wondered how awkward this week was going to be.
And as I step my naked ass into the shower with this hot girl, the warm water running in rivulets down the curves of her sexy self, I had never dared let myself consider possible that I’d be the recipient of Allie’s affections.
I swing the glass door closed behind me, fussing with the seal to make sure water doesn’t leak out.
“Lucas,” she says.
“Yeah?”
“Relax. I’m harmless.”
I turn, and we make eye contact. Her grin remains friendly and pleasant as she takes my hand and places it on her breast. It’s warm and heavy and fills my palm. Automatically, I squeeze.
Her grin spreads.
I suck back a whimper as I look down. Her breasts stand perfectly from her chest, pert and full. Her skin is porcelain, shiny and flawless and pale. Her belly is flat, her waist narrow. I dare look even lower, past her round hips and between her legs. A pink and puffy pussy awaits, taut and waxed bare.
My breath catches, comes ragged.
“Do you think I’m hot?” she says.
My voice is barely more than a whisper. “Oh yes.”
“Hot enough to make you forget about ole’ what’s-her-name?”
The sting of Kathleen’s rejection rushes back in. “I–” I bring my free hand up, squeeze both of Allie’s breasts at the same time. I push the sting back out. “Yes,” I nod.
“Good,” Allie grins, reaching forward and wrapping her fingers around my shaft. There’s soap on her hand, and as she rubs it into my cock, I spring fully erect within three silky, powerful strokes. “For this trip to work,” she says, “There’s a few things you need know about me.”
I shudder and whimper as her fist pumps my cock. “Oh?” I have to force the syllable out.
“Yeah.” Her hand slides down, cups my balls. “Number one. I love giving head. Going down on a guy is just so much fun — the way you all act like I’ve just handed you a winning lottery ticket — I love seeing that look on your face.”
I gulp down a breath. “And number two?”
“I forget the rest.” She drops to her knees and looks up at me, the head of my cock inches from her lips. For once, she’s not grinning. No, her expression is deadly serious and seriously sexy, and my cock throbs in her grip.
The water runs down me, rinsing the soap away as her hands work my shaft. Now there’s erections, and there’s erections, and Allie’s definitely giving me the latter. My dick surges thick and fat and veiny, my head swollen and flush. My cock hasn’t been this hard in I don’t know how long — Kathleen and I hadn’t fucked much since we’d gotten engaged, I guess it was a tell-tale sign — and all this attention is making me dizzy.
Allie sticks out her tongue and slides it over the head of my dick. “Who woulda guessed that Laura’s little brother has such a fat fucking cock?” She kisses the tip, rubbing it against her soft, plush lips. “Do you want to cum in my mouth?”
I whimper.
“Or on my face?”
My mouth opens and closes before I speak. I try again, “Oh fuck yes…”
He grin returns. “That’s what I thought.” She licks from the base of my cock to the tip, then back. Her lips wrap around my shaved balls, sucking them into her mouth while her tongue dances around them, teasing them. She pops them free, only to suck them back in. My shaft rubs on her nose, against her cheek, over her eyes, and her gaze doesn’t leave mine.
I moan and place my hand on her scalp, petting her, running my fingers through her blonde hair. “You’re so sexy…”
She giggles, “Thanks,” and then my cock is in her mouth, her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. A wet gurgling sound comes from her throat each time she takes my cock in, bumping my head against the back of her mouth. She slides her lips back down my girth, stopping when they’re pursed around my glans, her tongue running wicked orbits around me.
She starts slow, taunting me with pleasure, each motion getting me off but leaving me knowing that even more awaits. I want it, I need it all, and my desperation shows on my face.
“Yes!” she exclaims, sucking down a breath while her fists takes a turn on my shaft, “That’s the look, exactly.”
I whimper and guide her face back down. She obliges, sucking on my cock with a building tempo and increasing fervor. It is divine, what Allie’s doing to my dick, and I want it to last forever. But I know I can’t. I try to draw it out, to distract myself, but I don’t want to. I don’t want to look away, to think about anything other than Allie’s lips and tongue and smile and eyes…
She knows. She pulls her face off my cock and squeezes my balls in one smooth motion. I pant as she strokes my shaft with a powerful grip, my glans against her tongue, her mouth open and waiting.
I hold on as long as I can, clinging to the edge. Yet it is inevitable, my orgasm. My balls clench, my cock throbs, I groan loud and low. The heights of pleasure explode inside me as cum sprays from my cock, jet after thick jet. I coat Allie’s face, the sperm sticky and deep on her cheek, her nose, her lips. It drips into her eye. She doesn’t mind. Her fist continues to milk me dry, to pump the spunk from me, now oozing onto her tongue.
I collapse against the wall, light-headed, ears roaring, deep in bliss.
She licks her lips and swallows. “How’d I do?” she grins up at me, my seed resisting the water’s attempts to wash it away.
“Holy fuck,” I moan, struggling to catch my breath, staring at her in awe. Seeing her like this… it’s filthy, it’s nasty, it’s beautiful.
She laughs. “Here. Let’s clean up and go grab some dinner, ok?”
I nod dumbly. “Uh-huh.”
We take turns washing. I watch Allie dry her hair and put on makeup, seeing for the first time how graceful and sexy are all her little movements. When I step from the shower, she’s leaning over the counter putting on lipstick, towel wrapped around her.
I yank her towel to the floor and run my hand down her back, stopping at her ass. I squeeze, groping her butt.
She gasps, looking at me in the mirror with eyes wide.
I kneel behind her and bury my face in her ass, licking her pussy.
“Oh!” she gasps again as my tongue slides between her lips and up into her sex. She leans over further, sticking out her butt, giving me easier access. “Oh, fuck! I didn’t… yes! Like that!”
She oozes with arousal sweet as honey. I slurp her down. My fingers dig into her ass, kneading her and squeezing her, loving every bit of the sensation. Her skin is hot and soft in my hands, her pucker taut and tempting. I slide a finger near to see how she reacts. She practically shoves herself onto it, moaning as it presses into her.
“Fuck me!” she begs, spreading her ass cheeks.
My cock — I don’t know how it got stiff again so soon, but it did. I stand and push my thumb in her ass as I guide my dick into her pussy.
She yelps as I drive myself into her, tensing and welcoming me in at the same time. I shove her into the counter, her makeup scattering and bouncing down the marble surface. I’ve never felt pussy so wet and so tight, and something snaps. Unleashed is the animal in me, and my growl becomes a roar as I grab Allie’s hips and fuck her like I’ve never fucked before. I hold nothing back, relentlessly pounding the full length of my shaft into her over and over and over, plunging into her until my balls slap against her.
She gasps and writhes beneath me, head turned to the side as her cheek presses into the counter. Her hands scramble for a grip, for some way to brace herself, but there’s nothing. “Fuck!” she cries out, “Fuck me! Fuck me…”
I push down on the small of her back, pinning her in place, enjoying the pleasure, letting it takes its time. In the shower, the whole blowjob lasted maybe five minutes, so desperate was I to cum. But now I’m not on such a hair-trigger, and although I pound her hard, I draw things out.
“You’re making me cum…” she whimpers, her body shuddering, her ass spasming.
And yet still I fuck her, relentless and ruthless, driven by the profound bestial need. All my frustration and anger and pain pour into my thrusts, all of my adolescent years of lusting after Laura’s hot friends while they teased and belittled me, all of my intense attraction to this beautiful woman. Her pussy clenches around my cock, urging it to fulfill its biological mission and pump her sex full of my virile semen.
And still I fuck her, not yet ready, not yet feeling complete in my domination of her, of her total subservience to the needs of my dick.
I wrap an arm around her, pull her to my chest, pinch her nipple hard. She gasps, her eyes wild, yet finding mine in the mirror. I see it, the look in her eye, the willingness to do whatever I say.
I lift one of her legs, brace it against the counter. She arches her back as my cock ravages her from the new angle.
Then I lift her other leg, suspending her in mid-air, using her own weight to fuck her deep. She clings to me, her hair splaying in my face as she scrambles for purchase. In the mirror, I watch my cock penetrate her, stretching her pussy wide anew with each thrust, her clit swollen and rubbing against my shaft.
“Grab my balls,” I hiss.
She reaches down, her fist closing around them.
I groan in pleasure, and then, suddenly, I’m there, orgasming. My cock twitches wildly, spasmodically, filling her pussy as her fist massages my balls dry. I’ve just cum, but my dick remains stiff as it as ever was, and I start thrusting again, watching my spunk smear from her pussy and down my shaft.
Allie shimmies free from my grip, panting as she finds her footing. She curls her body against mine, her fist again on my cock, her lips soft against my cheek. “Holy fuck, Lucas. Where did that come from?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know.”
We’re late to dinner, but the maitre d’ gives us a knowing wink. “Newleyweds, enjoying your honeymoon. I held your table, of course.” We give him weak grins, it must be obvious from our demeanor what we’ve been up to.
Allie sits across from me, fucking stunning in her black dress. “You look good,” I say, letting her see me appraise her, any bashfulness long forgotten.
She grins. “So do you.” Her eyes sparkle.
“The, um, sex–”
She giggles. “What about it?”
“It wasn’t… err, too much?”
The waiter shows up, drops off a pair of maragaritas and some chips.
Allie sips hers. “You kidding?”
“No, I don’t know, I…” I sip mine, “I’ve never done, err, like that before.”
She shoots me a careful look. “Don’t let it be the last time.”
When we get back to the room, I go down on her again, this time properly, making her climax with my face between her thighs. We fuck after that, nice and slow, with her on top riding me cowgirl style. I don’t sleep on the couch. She wakes me the next morning with a handjob, and after a quick visit to the breakfast buffet, we spend the rest of the day in the suite, going from the bed to the shower to the hot tub and back again. I fuck her in every hole she has, cumming so much my balls literally run dry, and when my dick runs limp I use my tongue. I’ve never had so much sex in my life, and I’ve no idea where I find so much stamina.
The rest of that week, it doesn’t get old, the sex with Allie. I keep thinking I’ll stop fucking her when I grow tired of it, but I don’t grow tired of it.
“I’m not bad for a rebound, am I?” Allie says. It’s the last night, we fly home tomorrow. I’ve got my hands folded behind my head, my balls covered in her spit. My cock, like it’s been for so much of the stay, is bulging stiff. She bats at it playfully.
“This has been the best time of my life,” I mutter, “Now, suck on it.”
“Oh, shut up,” she bats it the other direction, “That’s just your boner talking.”
“You’ve fucked my brains out,” I say, “My boner is all I have left.”
She giggles and wraps her lips around my sac, sucking my balls.
I whimper. “Please…”
“Alright,” she says, “Since you’ve asked so nicely.” And then she’s blowing me, sucking me like an expert, by now knowing exactly how to best get me off, how to draw it out.
“Ohh…” I moan, “Holy fuck…”
A half-hour later I’m cumming in her mouth. She shows me my spunk, letting it dip down her tongue before sucking it back in and swallowing.
I whimper and motion her to lay with me. She snuggles into my shoulder, running a fingertip around my chest.
The question has been bouncing around my head, each day with an increased acuteness. And finally it blurts out. “What happens when we go back home?”
“Nothing,” she says, “You’re a fun fuck, Lucas, but we’re not dating or anything.”
“Yeah, I know, but–”
“But nothing. You literally just went through a messy breakup. I didn’t come with you thinking I’d your rebound lay. I mean, I guess I knew it was possible, but it really wasn’t my plan. So that’s all it is, some meaningless sex to get you through a rough time.”
“I don’t know how to have meaningless sex.”
“You think you like me, Lucas, but that’s just the rejection talking. Believe me, you’ll look back at this in a few weeks or a month and you’ll understand.”
“Oh… ok,” I try to do what she says. “Can we, well, fuck again?”
“Lucas, once we get home, we probably shouldn’t–”
“No, I mean right now.”
Allie’s jaw drops. “You are the horniest guy I’ve ever met.” But she swings across me, straddling my chest. My fingers find her clit and start massaging. “Holy fuck…” she moans.
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It’s two days later and I’m back at Laura’s apartment, sitting on the same chair at the same table holding the same wine glass.
Laura frowns as she pours wine. “So,” she says.
“So.”
Laura’s frown intensifies. “How was it?”
“Uh, it was fine.”
“’Fine,’” Laura echoes incredulously. “You two got along ok, then?”
“I, um, yeah.”
Laura glares at me, a frown so intense it’s like her entire face is contorting. I know this look, know what’s coming. She says, “You hooked up with her, didn’t you?”
“Uh…”
“Jesus, Lucas,” Laura shakes her head, “Well, good for you. Allie’s out of your league, but good for you.”
“She’s pretty.”
“Probably helped you stop thinking about Kathleen, though, right?”
“Who?” We laugh.
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A cozy Valentine's evening [MF] [18+] [D/S] [Creampie] [Wholesome] [Rough]
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(First off, again, sorry about any formatting or grammatical errors I may have made. I love feedback too, so it would be amazing if you told me what you think. I am a little rusty so I hope you still enjoy it. Also, if you would like to request a story of your own, feel free to send me a DM or chat! Other than that, I hope you all enjoy!)
You hear my car pull into our driveway and your heartbeat flutters. Your nerves settling like a ball in your stomach, but they are overwhelmed by the desire you feel for the one you love.
You stand up and walk towards the front door, your hair bounces softly on your shoulders as you step lightly through the house. The sound of your heartbeat thundering in your ears as the silk nightgown brushes pleasantly against your skin. The purple gown shimmering in the dim lights of the house, as you await for me to walk through the door.
You hear the key slide into the lock and turn. Your pussy clenches, eager and ready for the pounding it is going to receive. The smile on your face, unremoveable as I walk through the door and lock eyes with you, before I cast my gaze over your body, admiring every curve.
You rub your thighs together, pussy warming under my gaze, some juices beginning to leak out. "Welcome home honey..." You say, your voice full of lust as my eyes find yours again. You gasp at the love and raw desire in my eyes.
I stride over to you, my hand cupping the back of your head as I pull you into a kiss. My free hand sliding along the fabric, diving between your legs to rub your clit. You whimper as you feel my strong fingers teasing you through your lingerie. My tongue dances with you in your mouth, as i pull you flush against my body, your warm breasts pushing against my chest.
My hands then begin to run through your hair, pulling your head a little further back, making you moan and your back arch. My hands rest on your ass as i break the kiss, our breaths mingling against our swollen lips. "Go to our room, and get on the bed on your hands and knees for me." My words come out as a rough growl, a tone demanding compliance. You shiver, your pussy drooling, as i then give you a firm spank on your ass, making you yelp.
The slight burning pain fizzles away till nothing remains but the warmth of pleasure, your pussy alight and warming your soul. Turning, you walk away towards the bedroom. You sashay your hips, knowing my eyes would be transfixed on your juicy ass as you stepped towards the room.
You step into the darkened bedroom, turning on the bedside lamp only, before crawling onto the bed to obey my command. Your heartrate pounds, and your pussy throbs in tandem. You hear my footsteps echo through the house, the water running briefly, before the steps approach the door.
You begin to slowly wiggle your ass, teasing me, knowing my eyes are surveying your perfect body. Your pussy burns for attention, soaking the thin fabric of your panties as you wiggle your ass for me. "Fuck me babe... Own me..." You whisper out, looking over your shoulder and locking eyes with me.
You watch as I walk across the room, casting your gaze over my bare chest, fixating on what is hidden beneath the boxers. "Eyes forward babe..." My voice fills the room, making you quickly obey. Your pussy has become a waterfall, as my hands grasp your soft ass.
My hands squeeze your cheeks, massaging them, sending shivers up your spine as i flip up the nightie. The cool air of the night sends chills along your now exposed skin. The purple thong you wore underneath, all that is protecting your pussy.
My hands slide down, rubbing your clit through the soaked fabric. "Some one is eager." I whisper into your ear, before playfully biting your neck. My lips, trailing along your back as my hands pull the ruined panties down, exposing your glistening pussy.
Gently, I push your head forward till it is buried in the pillow, making your ass rise that little bit higher. My lips trail off as i reach your ass. I gently blow onto your pussy, the cool air making you shiver as it touches your most precious area.
My hands grasp your thighs, pulling them slightly further apart, allowing your pussy to open a little. Rivulets of your juices drip to the bed, as i run my finger down your pussy lips, and begin to rub your clit in slow circles. My rough, warm hand pressing against your swollen clit, the pleasure igniting in your mind.
Round and round my finger rubs your clit, making you shiver and moan. "Please..." you whisper out. Your voice laden with wanton desire. I chuckle, leaning forward to kiss your pussy, my tongue swiping as much of your juices as i can. You jump as my lips touch your pussy and you grind your pussy against my face, doing anything to cum. "Please what babe?" I ask, spanking both your ass cheeks firmly, before kissing the red handprints left behind.
You are on a knife's edge, one more stroke and you will be overwhelmed by the orgasm waiting to strike. "Please fuck my pussy sir! It is yours to fuck and fill with your hot cum! Fuck me!" You practically scream the words as i begin to rub my cock against your soaked pussy.
You whimper, you want to cum so badly, it feels so close... You feel my hand wrap itself in your hair, my hot breath brushing the back of your neck. You can feel me looming over you, preparing to pound you. "All you had to do, was ask." I say as I thrust my cock inside your soaked pussy.
I glide easily in, filling your pussy up perfectly, hitting all your correct spots, and you explode. White hot pleasure ignites your brain as you moan loudly, your body locking up as I begin to pound into your pussy. The sound of my hips crashing into your ass becomes all you can hear.
Every thrust makes the orgasm last longer, every thrust pounding the shape of my cock into your pussy. I use your hair as a handle, you can feel the tugging on your head, only adding to the pleasure your body is experiencing. "More..." You moan out, urging me to speed up my thrusts even more.
I slow my thrusts until my hips are barely moving. My cock, slowly gliding in and out of your tight, pussy. You whimper, thrusting your ass back against my cock, doing anything to try and cum again. Your body is on fire, as my hips slowly rock in and out of your pussy.
My hands grasp your tits, giving them a firm squeeze. My calloused skin, teasing your sensitive breasts as I massage them, squeeze them. "You don't like going slow baby?" I ask innocently, my hips softly pressing to your own as i glide in and out or your tight hole.
You shake your head no, as your hips thrust against my own once more, begging me to go faster. "Please sir... My pussy wants to be pounded..." You moan aloud, your voice cracking from desire. My cock slowly slides out till only the head is in your pussy. You whimper, your hips shaking, pushing against me, trying anything to find pleasure, before suddenly i slam my hips back against your own.
Your pussy is full again,as the loud clapping fills the room. "Yes...." you moan out as your pussy stretches around my cock, accepting the pounding I am giving it.
I give your ass another firm spank, your skin slowly reddening under the relentless pounding I am giving your precious pussy. "So fucking tight..." I groan out, the need to cum surfacing as your pussy milks my cock through the unrelenting thrusting.
"I'm going to cum..." I say as i move both my hands to your soft hips, grasping your body and thrusting as hard as i dare. "Fill me! Fill my pussy with your thick cum!" Your pussy clenches and I erupt. Hot cum floods into your bare pussy, sliding deeper into your womb. You can feel the heat of it filling you, sending another orgasm crackling through your body.
The smell of sex and lust is heavy in the air, as our moans join the smells in a symphony of sex and passion. My hands squeeze and spank your ass as my hips clap against your own a few times more, before i slowly slide out. Your pussy gaping and some cum dripping from your well fucked hole.
I lay down next to you, pulling you into my arms, as you cup your now aching pussy, but it is a good sore, as our eyes lock. The love we feel evident in that moment, our lips gently meeting once more. "Honey,I'm home." I joke and we both laugh a little at my terrible humour.
"Let's get you clean." I say as i carefully pick you up, removing the nightie fully, and carry you to our shower. The water soon thunders down, and I help you wash away the sweat and some cum. All the while, your pussy oozes cum, you can feel it drip out and you smile.
My hands massaging away the few aches on your body as i rinse the soap away. The water soothing our bodies, we step out and dry each other off. Once dry, I wrap my arms around you and pull you close, kissing your nose jokingly. "Thank you honey. I needed that after a long day. I loved your surprise. Happy Valentine's day."
My words fill you with warmth and love, as i lean forward and kiss you again. Our tongues have a slow, sensual dance in our mouths before i carry you out to the lounge room. Placing you on the couch, I order some food for delivery and wrap us both in a blanket, wrapping you in my arms once again, finding something to watch to help celebrate valentine's day right.
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It’s my turn to massage you [F43/M44] [erotic massage] [romantic] [oral]
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I wanted to come over and give you a massage… You work so hard healing other people: this time I wanted to be the one to nourish you. It’s dark when I arrive at your house… I’m not sure exactly what to expect; I just know that I can’t stop thinking about you… and my hands rubbing massage oil allll over your body. When I arrive, you’ve got the massage table set up in the living room and your favorite band playing through the speakers. The huge salt lamp in the corner creating a soft, romantic ambiance. It’s nice and warm in your house and I feel my body flush with anticipation, making me warmer still.
You charm me with your wit and humor as you get up on the table and I feel both at ease and excited. Your beautiful, naked body stretched upon the table, you’re lying on your back; resting your head in your hands giving off an air of playfulness yet authority. You tell me to start with your legs. I rub some oil into my palms and am immediately turned on, recalling the smell of the massage oil from the first time you used it on me… I’m breathing heavier now as I run my hands up and down your thigh… pulling and pressing your strong muscles back and forth. I can feel your body relax and surrender to my touch and a thrill builds inside me knowing that I can make you feel so good. My hands work their way up toward your inner thigh now and my fingertips graze both sides of your cock. I watch you slooooooowwwwly start to get hard and I slowly crawl up onto the table. I’m kneeling between your legs, running my hands up and down both of your thighs… slow and firm, my hands reach your inner thighs and I can’t help myself any longer. My oiled hand reaches down the length of your hard cock and I begin to stroke you - still slow and firm - and you look gorgeous; your hard cock glistening in the amber light of the salt lamp. I glance up at you and see that you’re watching me stroking you.
I keep my eyes locked on yours as I lower my mouth down onto your cock, taking you alllll the way in, till I feel you at the back of my throat. I love the way you fill up my mouth. I feel myself getting wetter and it makes me greedy… my mouth moving up and down, tasting you… getting your cock nice and sloppy. I feel my wet pussy tingling and your cock starts to vibrate in my mouth. You suddenly sit up and before I know it you’ve lifted my shirt up over my head. You lower me back onto the table and slide my pants off, throwing them to the floor. I’m sideways on the table and you’re standing before me… your hands reach for my ankles and you press my legs wide… and wider still before you split me open and thrust your cock deep into my wet aching pussy. I fully open up to you, offering you my flesh… offering you my deep femininity… offering *you* total control of my body and my sex.
[Hear me tell it here](https://open.spotify.com/episode/0pMusLJhsXSBz30mbGr8GX?si=7O1QTVbBRyCKuPE36WT_0g)
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Office Hours [M30s/F20s] [age gap] [professor x student] [praise kink] [gentle mdom] [shy fsub] [thigh grinding] [sex on desk]
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This was inspired by a script request in r/gonewildaudio. Any comments are appreciated. Happy to hear how you like it ;)
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When she arrived, the door to the office was slightly ajar, so she gently knocked. Immediately, an answer followed in the familiar low voice, “Come in.” As she lightly pushed on the door, she could feel the butterflies already. Her professor was seated behind his desk, turned sideways towards his computer on a smaller space against the wall. Turning, he smiled, “Oh, hi. You’re right on time. Close the door and come have a seat,” motioning to the chair across the desk from him. “I’ll only be one more moment,” he said as he turned back and continued writing what appeared to be an email.
She walked to the chair and set her stuff down as she inched the chair a bit closer to the desk. She had carefully chosen her outfit, a pink tanktop with a lacy bra underneath – all thin enough that the outline of her young, puffy nipples could easily be seen. She paired that with a black, pleated skirt, the kind you see on tv shows that goth schoolgirls always wear. It was short, but not lingerie short – perfect for what she wanted. She wanted him to see just enough to want it. And to, hopefully, show him that she wanted it, too. And she really wanted it. As she sat down on the chair, she could already feel the faintest warmth in her pussy – probably the slightest little wet spot beginning to form. As she waited for him, she slightly shifted her crossed legs causing just the right amount of friction to periodically radiate miniature waves of pleasure throughout her body. She was just teasing herself.
“Alright, sorry about that,” he said as he turned to look at her. He wasn’t teaching that day, so he was wearing a t-shirt with an unbuttoned short sleeved oxford shirt and some shorts.
“I really like that shirt. What are those, little cacti on them?”
Looking down, “Oh yea,” he said with a slight chuckle. “I don’t know. I just bought a bunch of these when they were on sale. I don’t really pay much attention to my clothes.”
“Well, it looks really nice on you. The fit is really flattering.”
“Yea? It’s funny actually. When I was younger, I was skinny and couldn’t gain muscle to save my life. But as I started getting older, it finally hit. I never thought I’d ever look like I do now. I mean, I’m not muscular, but I’m not the bean pole I used to be.”
“Dad bods are really popular right now. I actually prefer them. I think you look great.” She could immediately feel her face flush as she looked down at her feet. She could feel her stomach drop, waiting what felt like forever for a response from him. Looking back up, she met his eyes, and he was looking straight at her with a knowing, sly grin.
“That’s very sweet of you. Anyway, I’m glad you agreed to come in today. I’d like to talk about your paper. As you know, I gave it a perfect score because it was REALLY good – the best in the class by a wide margin - and I think with a few improvements, you could present it at the annual Undergraduate Philosophy Seminar and win. You really captured the heart of Dworkin’s criticism of conflict theory of liberty and equality. Honestly, I can’t say that I’ve ever seen an undergraduate write so well and fully grasp this material as you have.”
She could feel herself beaming. And the way he was smiling made her melt.
“I’ve marked a couple things on your paper I’d like to discuss with you and help clarify some things that would add some depth. I know you won’t have any problem with this at all.” With that he opened up the paper on his desk to the second page. “This desk is really too big though. Come around to this side so I can show you,” he said standing while motioning for her to walk around to where he is.
Somewhat surprised, she set her notebook down and awkwardly stood up. She could immediately feel the butterflies bouncing around. As she walked around the desk, she sheepishly stood off to the side, not sure where he wanted her to be.
“Here,” he said as he placed his hand on her lower back and pulled her closer to the desk beside him. With that he stood close and slightly leaned over the desk, looking at the paper. She could feel his warmth as his body brushed by her arm. She could smell his cologne – like spices and oranges. But mostly, she could feel the tense building pressure around her clit and lips, begging for a touch. This was the closest she’d been to him – a situation she’d masturbated to so many times before. As it was playing out, it was sending her body back to those fantasies and it was responding accordingly.
For the next few minutes, he pointed out a few things in the paper, all excellent points to help her improve, all the while praising her work and her attentiveness to detail. A few times, he gently placed his hand on her back and her shoulder, drawing her closer both times, making her feel each time like she might burst in anticipation for something more.
Near the end of the paper, she decided to press further. Instead of just slightly leaning over the paper, she bent at her hips and put her elbows down on the desk, resting her chin in her hands, and sticking her ass straight out. This must have surprised him as he stumbled in his thought and stammered a bit, quickly finishing the point he was making before saying, “You really are a good girl, aren’t you?”
Her heart leapt a bit. She quickly stood back up and turned to give him a shy look. He stood above her and off to the side, but as she turned around, he put each hand on either hip and drew her near to him. Her surprise at his sudden move caught her breath, and she could immediately feel her body flush. Her stomach dropped and her eyes must have communicated her surprise. But she didn’t pull back. She instinctually put one hand on his bicep and the other gently on his chest. This couldn’t be happening. She had fantasized about this exact thing but it couldn’t be real. “Is this what you want? Tell me this is what you want.”
At this point she could feel her heartbeat in her chest and her pussy. She was sure her panties were thoroughly wet by now. Barely able to make the words out, in both shock and anticipation, she looked at him right in the eyes: “I want this so bad.”
With that he pulled her body right to his and leaned forward so she was pressed between him and the desk. He was looking down at her with his hands on her hips and gently whispered, “Kiss me.” Looking up, she closed her eyes and brought her lips to his, holding his face with both hands.
They sat like that for a few minutes, making out. As they did, she could feel his bulge grow as their bodies pressed against one another. His hands wandered off her hips, one reaching around and gripping her tiny little ass, the other moving up her side with his thumb gently brushing under her breast. She could feel her body radiating with anticipation, several times wanting to reach down and take hold of his cock but not having the confidence to do so.
Slightly pushing away from her, he looked at her without an ounce of uncertainty. She could see the earnestness in his eyes. “Take off your panties, but leave the skirt on,” he said as he started taking off his belt. Without hesitation, she reached under her skirt and slid her panties down to the ground. She could feel the air-conditioned air on her now-bare pussy and could feel the wetness. Even just the slightest friction of removing her panties sent a wave of pleasure through her body.
He slid his shorts off, revealing his erection. He sat down in his office chair and reached forward, grabbing her hands. Pulling her forward, he guided her hands to his penis. “Don’t you want to kiss it? Here, kneel here and kiss it for me, sweet girl.” As she knelt before him, she ached to feel him inside her. The anticipation was making her feel like just the slightest touch on her clit would send her over the edge.
Taking his cock in her hand, she brought her mouth to it, gently teasing it with her lips up and down the shaft. Each time her lips touched it, she could feel it tense in her hand. After a minute of this teasing, she grabbed it firmly and finally put her lips around the head, slowly easing it into her mouth. He immediately let out a muffled moan as he eased further into his chair. “That’s a good girl,” he said, praising her work.
She needed no more direction. She had fantasized about this moment so many times and every time he shuddered with pleasure, she could feel the ache of anticipation all through her pussy and even into her belly. All through her body, she could feel the want – the need – for him to be inside her. With her other hand, she gently cupped his balls and lightly massaged them, causing him again to let out the quietest moan. After spending the next few minutes worshipping his cock with her mouth and hands, she began to taste the salty precum that told her she was doing a good job.
That wasn’t his planned finish, though. Looking down, he motioned for her to stop and stand up. He stood with her and brought his body right next to hers, gently pressing her once again against the desk. With both hands cupped under her ass, he lifted her up just on the edge of the desk. Using one hand placed on her lower back, he pulled her closer to the edge, pushing her pussy right onto his thigh. “Show me how wet you are. Let me feel it,” he whispered into her ear.
With that, he started grinding his thigh against her. This had never been a part of her fantasy but to finally have contact sent waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. She could feel his strong thigh muscle, hairy and rough. She could feel her wetness now all over his leg. “Don’t stop stroking me,” he said as he guided her hand back to his cock. “That’s a good girl. You know exactly how to do it. You really are the best student, aren’t you? Are you the teacher’s pet now? Keep stroking like that. Yea.” With every grind her breath was becoming more and more shallow. She needed to feel his cock inside her. She had to have it. She was just waiting for his command.
Leaning forward, his free hand pushed her shirt and bra up over her breast, revealing her perfectly pointy nipple. “What a perfect little Hershey Kiss,” he whispered before putting it in his mouth. She could feel his tongue rolling around her nipple. She closed her eyes and just let her senses take it all in. She felt like at any moment she might burst. Her entire body was filled with pleasure radiating throughout. Her heart was beating so fast she was afraid people outside the office might hear it.
Finally, looking right in her eyes, he whispered: “Do you want my cock yet? I want to hear you say it. Do you want to feel me inside you?” She could barely contain herself. She immediately whispered back, “Yes, please, professor. I need to feel you inside me.”
“How bad do you want it, princess? Would you beg for it?” he said with a sly grin.
“Oh god, please. Professor, I’d do anything for it. I’ve dreamt of this moment. Please.”
With that, he pushed her ass further onto the desk and gently rested her back on the desk below. Grabbing her hips with both hands, he pulled her right to the edge of the desk. She could feel his dick pushing against her thigh between her legs, stiff and ready. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled her forward. She was so wet there wasn’t any resistance at all. She felt her pussy lips open and ripples of pleasure shoot through her body as she took him in for the first time. She arched her back and stifled her moan, the same moans she had made dozens of times before, back in her dorm, as she imagined this exact moment.
“That’s a good girl,” he said as he took her hand and guided it to her clit. “I want to see you cum. Be a good girl and cum for me.” He didn’t have to say twice. She immediately began rubbing her clit just the way she liked it. First in a round motion, drawing her fingers across the clit. As she found her rhythm, she noticed he matched it with his thrusts. She could feel his balls tapping against her asshole with each thrust. She was so turned on, she knew this wouldn’t last long at all. She felt like she might explode any minute. She slowed her circular motion and placed her middle finder directly on the clit, with her pointer and ring fingers on either side. Lightly, she moved her middle finger up and down, keeping her clit solidly in place with the other two fingers.
“Cum for me babydoll. Cum for me.” Each thrust was in rhythm with her finger moving up and down her clit. She focused on the warm pleasure that continued to build. She could feel her legs begin to shake, still wrapped around his waist. She could hear the quiet tap of his balls on her ass as she took him in. Both of his strong hands held her small waist, pulling her closer with each thrust of his hips. Opening her eyes, she knew she was there. Opening her mouth but holding any sound from escaping, she finally felt the release as every muscle in her body tensed and relaxed in the quickest moment. She could feel the rhythmic waves of pleasure emanating from her clit and passing through her pussy and into her core.
As she was cumming, he took his penis out and with a few strokes, came on her torso. She could feel the warmth of it as it hit her belly. Above her, he stood grinning as he looked at her, holding his glistening dick still dripping with the last bit of cum.
“Don’t move just yet,” he said as he stepped back and reached down. Standing back up, he had her panties in his hand. He leaned forward and used them to gently wipe his cum off her. Then he balled them up and slid open the bottom drawer of his desk, setting them inside before closing it back.
He pulled her up off the desk, his penis still wet from her. Pressing himself against her, he gently caressed her face and kissed her once again. Stepping back, he pulled his shorts back up as she fixed her shirt and pulled her skirt back down. After they had both re-clothed themselves, he pulled her in once more. She could still feel a slight bulge in his shorts as his body pressed against hers. She could barely breath, still shocked and surprised this had all actually happened. And here he was still holding her close, surrounding her with his height and warmth. Even after having just came, she could still feel an ache, wanting more.
“My favorite student. Talented in so many ways.” He pushed her hair back around her ear and put his hand gently around her head, tilting it back slightly as he kissed her. “I think we still have a lot to talk about with your paper and the upcoming Seminar. I really hope to see you in my office hours again so we can talk about this. I’d love to help you some more with this if you’re interested.”
“Yes, professor. I’d really appreciate any help you can give,” she stammered out, the butterflies still fluttering around in her belly.
“It’s settled then. I’ll see you next week.”
With that she grabbed the paper off his desk, now crinkled from having laid on it, and rolled it up in her hand as she grabbed her bag from the other side of the desk.
He had sat back down and was redirecting his attention back to his email.
“Um, sorry professor, what about my... my...”
Without looking at her, “Those are mine now.”
She blushed and grinned. Turning, she opened the door to his office and left, gently closing it behind her. While he had used her panties to wipe the cum off her, he had not dried off her pussy. Walking back to her dorm, she could feel the breeze gently blowing up her skirt and onto her wet, freshly-fucked pussy, giving it a cool sensation. She was still throbbing with pleasure and she knew she would need to masturbate again when she made it back to her room.
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[M/S] I (19M) am unsure if I should try get closer to my (48F) mom sexually.
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First time posting. Anyway I came to this sub for some advice.
Around 3 weeks ago me and my mother went out drinking, nothing special just normal night out, but when we came home she was insanely drunk. She took off her clothes and went to lay in the couch (We are pretty open about nudity around the house) But then she asked if I'd join her I said yes and we watched a movie. The movie was getting spicy and I got a boner, my mom noticed and said "Wow you're really keeping that hidden away everywhere" (Something like that I don't remember very well anymore) And I said "Sorry it's just that the-" my mom interrupted me and said "Want me to take care of it?) I was shocked and hesitantly said yes. She tried to put my penis in her vagina with her hand (I was big spoon)
But then she passed out, she was probably very drunk and tired. Well the next day she doesn't talk to me about it so I think she forgot. I want to approach her and talk about it but I don't know if i should. She may still remember it but I can't say for sure.
So I would greatly appreciate any help.
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First Time at a Swingers Club [M35, F30, M30]
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Jane and Mike showed up at the swinger party not knowing what to expect. It was held in a large house that was repurposed for different events. The house had a main area with different sections, dance floor, bar, and lounges. Down the halls were an assortment of rooms.
They mingled and found the people they met friendly. But it was a bit of a new experience for them, so they mostly used it as an opportunity to talk to people in the lifestyle and see if it was right for them. Not that they were not interested in the people they met. They liked at least one couple they met and indeed Jane got the wife’s number even though she felt a bit jealous seeing the way her and Mike were looking at each other. A few single men made an impression on them. Any single guys at an event like this would have to be invited, so they were the kind of attractive polite gentlemen you would expect to get an invitation. But they felt reluctant to just jump in and go home with anyone. However, the evening had excited them both. Mike enjoyed seeing so many men interested in Jane. It got his imagination going. Jane enjoyed the attention. Of course Mike liked that some women showed some attention to him. Jane felt a bit jealous when she saw this, but it also lit a competitive fire in her. So even though they were not looking to play with anyone else tonight, they could not wait to get home to have sex with each other.
They found an empty room and left the door open. Jane had an exhibitionist side and liked the idea of people catching a peak of them. The atmosphere had gotten them both worked up. They kissed and sucked on each other’s necks as they made their way onto the bed. Mike caressed Jane’s body. They pulled each other’s clothes off until soon they were naked. Mike sucked on Jane’s nipples while she played with his. Around this time they noticed one of the guys they had talked to earlier standing in the doorway watching. They did not acknowledge him, but they did not ask him to leave either. Jane and Mike continued like this for another minute. Then Jane began to stroke Mike’s cock. She could feel it becoming hard in her hand. Mike reached down to rub Jane’s clit and he could feel she was wet. Around this time the man who had been in the doorway had entered the room and sat down in the chair next to the door to watch. The combination of this and having her clit rubbed excited Jane. She had Mike lie down then she sat on his face and sucked his cock. While she was going down on Mike she snuck peaks at the man in the chair. She could see him rubbing at his pants. No doubt he was getting hard watching the scene in front of him. This was getting her even more worked up, so she stopped sucking Mike’s cock so she could sit up and be in a position that was more likely to make her cum. Mike grasped her ass more firmly as she did this. It was then that she noticed the man in the chair had pulled his cock out and was sitting there stroking it as he watched them. Seeing how hard the guy got watching them excited her even more. Then Mike began to stroke his cock with one hand while he played with Jane’s nipple with the other and the experience heightened even further. Jane looked into the man’s eyes longingly as she watched him move his hand up and down his large cock. Being pleased by one man while another watched was something she could only stand for so long before she came. After she rested on Mike’s face for a moment, Jane got up and Mike directed her to get on her knees facing the man in the chair.
Jane was very wet and Mike entered her easily from behind. He began to fuck her, slowly at first. But he very soon picked up speed. He grabbed her ass and made her moan. By this time another man they had met earlier was watching from the doorway. Jane eyed him seductively and he took a seat in another chair next to the door. At this point Mike was pounding her quite hard. She looked up at the first guy and motioned for him to come closer. He stood up and walked over to Jane. The guy pulled his pants completely off and now that he was so close Jane could see he had a very large cock. She had never experienced a cock this big. The sight of it was alluring. She wanted to touch it and to put it in her mouth. The man positioned it right near her face, but waited for Jane to act. She placed her hand around it and felt its girth. Then she slowly started sucking it as she held the base with her hand. Getting fucked by Mike while she had this large dick in her mouth felt dirty, but amazing. Jane wanted to feel this big cock inside her. She had Mike pull out of her. She laid down on her back and directed Mike to lie next to her. The guy whose cock she had been sucking put on a condom and entered her waiting pussy. Even though she was rather wet, it took her a moment to take him all inside her. She exhaled deeply as he thrust inside her. Mike found this very hot and rubbed his cock as he watched more and more of this massive cock fill Jane’s pussy. Once she had taken it to the hilt Mike began kissing Jane and rubbing her nipples. She kissed him back deeply. Then Mike began to suck on her nipples.
At this point they noticed that the other guy had unzipped his pants and was stroking himself while he watched from the other side of the room. A couple who was passing by had also stopped for a moment to watch and they were whispering to one another, obviously enjoying the scene. The guy with the big cock started to fuck Jane harder until she began to arch her back and cling to the sheets. She held Mike’s hand tightly as it became more intense. When it did not seem Jane could take anymore the guy came, his large member throbbing inside Jane’s pussy. He got up, got dressed, and walked out the room. Jane directed Mike to lie on the floor. She sat on his face so he could lick her freshly fucked pussy. It was so hot to lick her pussy after another man had just been inside her. Then she motioned for the guy in the chair to come closer. He dropped his pants completely and Jane grabbed his erect cock and put it in her mouth. He had a good size dick, but after the last one it was much more manageable. She sucked and stroked him. Before she knew it he was cumming in her mouth, this set her off and she came again as well.
Jane got off Mike and gave him a long deep kiss. At this point he took her on the corner of the bed and began fucking her. By now the guy had left the room and a couple had sat down in the chairs by the door. The woman had her hand in her pants and was rubbing herself as she watched them. Before long the man had removed her pants and was going down on her. This was so hot for everyone. Mike fucked Jane hard until they both came. Jane and Mike cleaned up then cuddled for a few minutes before they got dressed and went home (but not before Jane found a bathroom).
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[S/S] Sexy time with my sexy [trans] sister!!!!!!!!!!
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So....
This morning Jeff (our BOYFRIEND!!!) walked into the living room after his shower to see that my sister and I had gotten a little horned up over coffee. My upper half was over the armrest and off the couch, and my lower half was mostly still on the couch. I know my sister had a foot on the floor and the of her was behind me somewhere and her dick was inside me!!!!!!!!!!
My sister was fucking me so rough and it was SO good!!!!! Jeff watched before I was like "Hey!!!!!! Shove that in my mouth dammit!!!!!!" I make lots of noise during sex!!!!!!
Jeff did exactly as I asked and the next thing I know they are both pounding me like a little sex-monkey-doll!!!!!!!!!!! SO GOOD!!!!
People keep asking me about her dick. She is going to get a vasectomy and keep it. She has always planned to keep it. No one is chopping off my girl's dong!!!!! We love it!!!!!!!!
Last night a piece of popcorn fell down my top and my sister went looking for it and then sucked on my boob until Jeff did us both!!!!!!!!! I love our man! He is big, strong, smart, sexy, sweet, manly and has a huge dick!!!!!!!!! That's a bonus!
Also, some people have been concerned about my health. In the last 7 days, I have only had 8 cigarettes. I did vape a lot though. But that is WAY down. I want to have babies so I will give up the cigs, vapes and alcohol. Jeff and my sister said they will be understanding when I am psycho-moody.
Since our families know that my sister and I are both with Jeff (they don't know I bang my sister) we are thinking about making a Christmas card with our pictures. Any ideas? It has to be tasteful, my whole family will see it and I would never send a "porn" card to them.
Bye
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[M/S] [F/S] My mom enjoys sharing photos in our group chat (Update 6)
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As you can probably imagine half the day was occupied with work so on my way home I thought about upcoming halloween and bought a pumpkin. I thought about making a joke so I tried my best to carve out nice eyes but for the mouth I just made a hole so it would look pretty much like :O (I did completely carve it later so it was presentable). I sent that picture to my parents saying it's time tog et festive and they mocked me saying they didn't know I had a lady over but she'd look just as suprised. I resolved the situation but admitted that I thought about trying what it would feel like but it was too cold.
They said they'd agree and noone wants an icicle so it would be better to take matters in my own hands. I said that would be on my to do list today after getting the grime of my hands so I would probably take a break from carving pumpkins. They said I apparently warmed up my wrists already but a nice orgams does sound like something they could need as well. They clarified that they didn't explicitly wait for me to do it at the same time but knowing someone does it at the same time as well does make it more fun for some reason. I agreed and said that it indeed is fun and that's why I enjoy their company so much.
I said I could wait until they were ready and my parents replied with a picture of them filling their tub and said that they spend more time naked than clothed by now but they wouldn't mind that. I said that I hardly have any clothes on myself so that might add to the situation. They said they'd be glad that it's mutually beneficial. After a while they sent me a selfie of them already in the tub all covered in bubblesso the private areas were barely visiblebut they didn't make any effort to especially hide it so I could see my moms tits and the outline of my dads dick in the foam.
They apologized for making me wait so I sent a selfie of me pretending to fuck my pumpkin. They found it pretty funny and said I could have at least said I would start and my mom sent a close up selfie mimmicking my pumpkins expression saying that the pumpkin apparently knows how to treat me now that it warmed up to the task. (Yes, that was the pic i looked at while I did it) *The pic was had barely any cleavage and my moms mouth was wide open but I could tell she did her hardest not to smile.* *Look up "Ahegao" if you can't picture what I mean but my mom didn't go crosseyed.* I said that it did feel amazing but I was thinking about where I could do it as I didn't wanna use the kitchen twice in a row and maybe because I wanted the chat to keep going a bit more.
My apartment isn't that big so the choice is rather limited so they suggested the dining area again due to the possibility of spilling pumpkin guts. I brought it there and took a picture slightly from the side so it was visible that my dick was all the way inside the pumpkin still going with the theme on not directly showing genitalia. My parents didn't seem to mind as they said that it looked like it felt great. I won't lie, it did feel super hot. My parents then said as much as they would love to keep chatting they would need their hands for other stuff now so they would chat me up later.
We all had our fun and as usual we sent each other a selfie after being done. My parents were still in the tub but her face had a load of cum in her face and this time nothing covering my moms big tits. *Most of the cum was around her mouth with some drops on her tits. With one finger it looked like she was wiping it in direction of her mouth. I didn't expect them to send a full topless nude right away so that was a pleasant suprise.* With that they sent a Youtube link to a Smashing Pumpkins song. I sent them a pic of the pumpkin having cum on it's face saying I can see a resemblance there. They responded "Almost like twins!" but suggested I should get back to carving to make it look more like her before my next go with it and that I'd already have a reference pic. I said I wasn't skilled enough to make it that pretty which they liked and mentioned they should get clean before the water gets cold as they obviously got pretty dirty and we'd chat later.
I washed the pumpkin as I did indeed continued carving it and in the end it didn't look anything remotely sexual so I went and discretely placed it in front of the main door to the building. Later my mom hit me up saying she updated the dropbox a bit and that I should check it out if I had the time. I immediately did and checked the FFt folder already containing todays pics and out of curiousity I checked the other folders as well and now each one had an NSFW folder in them. In each of those were a few pictures. Not full nudes but now fully topless ones and some in lingerie so it was obviously the next step with her now not covering her breasts anymore to which I won't complain at all. *Those pics she added were either in see through lingerie so her nipples were visible or completely topless in different location, also at the beacha s she hinted before. None of the were fully nude, only like thongs or matching panties with were equally see through. She had some different combinations varying in color and style vur the black one suited her the best. Most were in coulor but a few were in simple black and white.*
I messaged them almost immediately saying that I really have the most beautiful mom I could wish for and that people would kill to see those photos. She said compliments are always nice to hear and that there is more where that came from if things stay that fun. I said I wouldn't mind it at all and would find a way to make it a fair trade for everyone. They said we could talk about that on thursday as it's different to talk about that subject in person but until then the only update would be the FFT folder. As I now have about 80 new topless pics of her I didn't complain at all and agreed to the terms. She also said I could probably need a shower as well to get the orange off of my dick and I said I already did shower so I was squeaky clean. They then asked about about my day before our fun time which I'll skip for your reading pleasure.
I am so excited for thursday and if they will still be that open when I'm actually there but even if not I still enjoy the time.
*Edit: The cursive parts are some added details as I may have gotten a bit carried away talking about the pumpkin.*
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Went out with cum on my face [24F]
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About a week ago, I went to a campus party with a bunch of my friends. I hadn't hung out much with the guys who lived in the house it was at, but some of my friends had. Once inside, I only wore a miniskirt (no panties), a mostly-sheer crop top, and nipple pasties, just in case it wasn't clear from my actions that I wanted to fuck. I met 2 guys in particular through my friends who seemed like they would be up for a threesome. It didn't hurt at all that they were BBCs. After a few minutes of me hinting that I like it rough and them doing the same, I suggested going up to their room (I'm pretty sure they shared a room, but I didn't ask, I was too focused on fucking).
We get into the room, and my clothes are off before they even finish closing the door. They start undressing, and before I know it, I'm pressed against a closet door with my hands tied behind my back, and they're taking turns using my head like an object, grabbing my skull and forcing it onto their cocks. Eventually one of them decides that he'd rather fuck my pussy. With my hands still tied behind my back, I lie down on the bed with my head hanging off the side upside-down, one dick in my pussy and the other still facefucking me. The one facefucking me especially went hard and really got into slapping and choking me, which I loved. A mix of his precum and my spit was leaking out of my mouth and covering my face, which is what makes blowjobs count as blowjobs imo lol. We switched positions a couple times, so I got to bounce on one's dick in reverse cowgirl while giving a titfuck to the other, which got my boobs a little messy. Eventually, they decided it was time to cum and forced me onto my knees before covering my face. And I really mean covering, they came a lot more than I expected. Of course, I scooped it up and ate all of it, or so I thought.
I went back out to the party, but not before telling them that I insist we do DP next time. My hair and makeup were completely messed up, so the people at the party could pretty clearly tell what had happened, but I didn't know just how much. I found one of my friends, and she pulled me aside, saying 'you have some cum on your chin' and smiling at me, trying not to laugh. I put my hand to my chin and went to the bathroom, where sure enough, I had missed a spot just under my left cheek, which had been there for a full minute as I walked around the party. I ate it.
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Cold Camping. Hot Bodies [MF]
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I went camping last month up in the mountains. The last week of January is always cold but up at high altitude, it’s even colder.
I went with my friend Sean. He’d broken up with his girlfriend just before Christmas so we were both living the single life once again.
We’d had some wild nights together and though a nice, quite camping trip would refresh after a few weeks of debauchery.
We got to the camp ground just before sunset. We set up quickly before we opened a couple beers.
We started a fire and cooked some ribs. I had saved some shrooms from a friend’s bachelor party, so we took some of them and drank some whiskey to keep ourselves warm.
The next day, we made some breakfast and Sean told me our friend Molly and her girlfriend, Riley, were coming up for the night.
We’d know Molly for a few years.
She had been part of our friend group since high school and we’d seen her date both men and women.
I had made out with her at a party a few years earlier but we’d all just stayed friends.
I had only met her girlfriend, Riley, once before.
Molly told us that she was the first girl Riley dated after a slew of boyfriends.
From what Molly told us, she was quite adventurous and wild.
She’d asked Molly if she would be down to have group sex. Molly was open to it but it hadn’t happened yet. Apparently it was something that Riley did often.
But only with strangers as apparently Riley could be a bit possessive and get jealous.
I checked our supplies and saw we had enough alcohol and drugs for a good night all round.
The girls arrived around lunch time.
Molly got out of the car wearing black yoga pants and hiking boots with big wolly socks popping out the top. She had a hoodie on with her University logo on it. Her blonde hair was up in a high, braided ponytail.
As Sean and I arrived at their car to welcome them, Molly waved like we were her long lost best friends.
She jumped out of the car and gave me a big kiss on the cheek and a rather friendly hug.
She wrapped her arms around me tightly and lingered there for a few more seconds than a friend hug would normally last.
She then kissed and hugged Sean in a similarly intimate way.
Riley either didn’t see or care as she was taking her bag out of the trunk.
She flinged her bag over her shoulder and turned to say hi. Her hug was as weird side hug.
Me and Sean helped unload their provision, tent and some firewood out of their back seat. Molly was talking a lot. Riley seemed annoyed.
Sean gave me puzzled look. I returned it. There was a weird feeling between the two of them.
They found a flat surface and began setting up their tent. I put the firewood next to the fire pit and turned around to see Molly reaching up to clasp a tent pole into place.
As she did, her hoodie raised up and revealed her juicy, perfectly shaped bubble butt trying to rip out of her yoga pants.
She kept reaching up and missing the clasps, causing her ass to jiggle.
My eyes went wide.
I looked over to my left and saw Riley watching me stare at her girlfriend’s ass.
My cheeks went red in embarrassment.
Riley rolled her eyes with a huff and went back to working on the tent.
Riley was wearing an oversized tshirt over a turtleneck. She was wearing sweat pants and boots. A beanie covered her curly brunette hair.
Sean and I helped them put up their tent.
The warm attitude of Molly’s joking and laughter juxtaposed with Riley’s cold and short demeanor was noticeable.
The four of us finished setting up their tent and made lunch.
We went on a hike and explored around. Me and Sean went ahead to forge a new path off the trail, as we were walking we heard the girls arguing quietly behind us.
Sean told me that Molly pulled him aside after lunch and told him that she and Riley had gotten into a big fight on the way up the mountain.
Riley was jealous and suspicious of Molly having so many male friends and Molly thought Riley was overreacting.
Riley called her a whore and now Molly was trying to get back at her by acting like it didn’t bother her and she was being super flirty with us to make Riley have something to be jealous about.
We kept hiking as I processed what Sean had said.
I’m not a fan of drama, but if it meant that a sexy girl was going being flirting with me, I was here for it!
We hiked back to the campground just before sunset.
We started a fire and began preparing dinner. The tension between the girls was getting more palpable as time went on.
Me and Sean cracked a couple beers.
We offered a couple to the girls. As Molly took hers she said-
“Oh, Riley doesn’t drink beer.”
Riley snapped her head towards Molly.
“Excuse me. Don’t tell me what I can do or do not do.” She spat out as she snatched the beer out of my hand.
She cracked it and gulped it down within 30 seconds.
Now it was Molly’s turn to roll her eyes.
“Oh brother.” Said Molly.
Riley got up and walked over to the cooler.
Molly turned to me and Sean.
“Sorry guys. I don’t want to ruin your weekend.” She said.
“Maybe you guys should have some time apart? Or go for a walk and work this out?” I offered as Riley cracked another one of my beers.
Molly leaned in and whispered-
“We already decided to take a break from fighting for tonight. But I don’t want her to be alone. Especially now that she’s drinking.”
Riley had downed the second beer and was now finding it hard to keep her balance.
Sean got up and helped her back to her camping chair in front of the fire.
We ate dinner and sat around the fire pit .
Now that she was tipsy and had eaten, Riley had chilled out and seemed to have put her anger on the shelf for the night.
We all were feeling buzzed and relaxed. The tension eased and we started to all enjoy each other’s company.
Afterwards, I checked our inventory.
No shrooms, no more beer and only half a bottle of tequila left.
Not much.
Like she was reading my mind, Molly pulled out a joint from her pocket. She lit it and passed it around.
The girls started giggling and soon we were all high and laughing.
“Let’s play a game” said Molly as she blew out a big cloud of smoke.
“Sure” I replied. “What do you want to play?”
“Two truths and a lie?” Suggested Sean.
“Desert Island?” I offered.
“Truth or dare” Said Riley.
Molly took another hit and passed her girlfriend the joint.
“Let’s do it”
The game started off tame. Silly dares and sillier truths. Nothing real. Until it came to Riley’s turn.
She had a few tokes by this point so she was pretty cross faded.
She turned to me.
“Truth or dare?” she asked.
“Truth” I replied.
I saw clogs ticking in her mind. She flashed a devilish grin.
“Have you ever fantasized about Molly?”
Molly gave her girlfriend a hit on the arm.
“Riley!” She exclaimed.
Riley raised her eyebrows at me. Waiting for an answer.
This sneaky bitch! Throwing me under the bus for checking out her girlfriend’s ass!
What does that matter? She wants to play it like that? Fine.
“Well, yes.” I replied.
Molly snapped her head to look at me.
“Really?” She asked.
Sean was smiling, loving the chaos.
“I mean, I believe Riley’s referring to earlier when she caught me checking out your ass.” I replied.
Molly’s cheeks went red. Riley tried to hide her smile as she shook her head at me. I had called her bluff and it had impressed her.
“Can you blame me?” I asked.
Sean shook his head. Riley even had to give it up.
“It is an exceptional booty” she agreed.
The high was really kicking in.
“It’s fine” said Molly, trying to be modest.
“Hell yeah, it’s fine!” Said Riley and she stood up and grabbed her girlfriend’s hand and pulled her up out of her camping chair.
Molly rolled her eyes as stood up.
“And it’s all mine!” Added Riley.
Riley raised her arm over her head and spun Molly around so we could see her perfect butt.
Sean and I started to slow clap as Riley laughed.
Molly was giggling, loving the attention.
She bounced up and down, making her ass jiggle. The three of us roared with applause.
We all laughed together as Molly sat back down.
Now the party was going and we had opened a new level of the game.
The truths and dares gradually got more risqué.
“How many people have you slept with?”
“What’s your wildest fantasy?”
“I dare you to jump over the fire pit!”
Then it was my turn again.
I dared Sean to take a huge shot of tequila. He did so with much enthusiasm.
Being the good friend that he is, Sean got me back and made me do two big shots.
The bottle was empty before we knew it and it was Sean’s turn again.
And this time, his drunk ass dared me to kiss Molly.
I looked at Riley, who seemed trepidations but didn’t say anything.
Molly smiled at me. “Come on then” she closed her eyes and pursed her lips. I leaned in.
We shared a sweet little peck. But as our lips touched, it took me back to years earlier and I realized the attraction I had for her had never gone away.
She blushed and smiled.
Riley wasn’t so happy that I had kissed her girlfriend or the fact that she had seemed to enjoy it so much.
It was her turn and she dared me and Sean to kiss.
Molly laughed and clapped.
“Yes! Kiss!”
I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
The girls complained.
“No! A real kiss!” Exclaimed Riley.
“Like this…”
She leaned over and gave Molly a big kiss.
It was hot.
I looked at Sean. He looked at me. We had a talapathic conversation.
“Dude! I don’t want to kiss you.”
“Me either. But if we suck it up and do it. This night could be magical.”
“I don’t know…”
“Alcohol, weed and jealous girls? I think this could be one hell of a night.”
“Fine! But not tongue.”
“Don’t worry. You couldn’t handle it!”
Riley clapped at us -
“Are you just gonna stare at each other or are we gonna see some action?”
“Yeah!” Chimed in Molly!
I let out a breath, closed my eyes and laid one on him.
Surprisingly not cringe. No attraction or deep surprised feelings arose. We were both unimpressed.
The girls booed as they were also unimpressed at no sparks flying.
But now it was my turn and it was time to take it up a notch.
“Okay. Riley?”
“Dare”
“Okay. I dare you to kiss Sean.” I said with a grin.
She shrugged her shoulders and gave me a smug look. She leaned over to Sean and puckered up her lips.
“With tongue” I added as she was inches from his face.
She pulled back. She looked at Molly.
“I can’t tell you what to do or not do right? Do what you want.” Molly said.
The anger might be getting pulled off the shelf.
Riley took it as a challenge. She stood up, sat on Sean’s lap. Gingerly placed her hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss.
She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue in. She massaged his tongue with hers and then licked the inside of his upper lip and gave it a playful bite.
The sexual tension was thick. My dick started to tingle. I adjusted my pants to accommodate my growing cock.
Molly saw me shift in my seat. She stood up and pulled Riley off Sean.
“Okay, that’s enough.”
“What?” Protested Riley as she stood up.
“You don’t have to do that to try and piss me off.” Said Molly.
The anger was definitely off the shelf and back in the situation.
“I didn’t do it to piss you off. I did it because I wanted to” replied Riley.
“You wanted to?” Molly asked
“Yes. I want to again.” Riley bent down and kissed Sean again.
Molly pulled her off him once more.
“Stop!”
The drunken anger was palpable.
“Don’t tell me what to do! You’re always tell me what to do!” I can do whatever I want!” Replied Riley.
“I wanna have a drink; I’ll have a drink. I wanna kiss a guy, I’ll kiss a guy. I wanna get naked and run around in the cold, I can!” She continued.
Riley lifted her shirt up over her head, revealing her turtleneck underneath.
Molly gave Riley a stern look.
“That’s a great idea Riley. Let’s just all get naked and freeze to death!”
Molly pulled her hoodie off. She was wearing an Under Armor workout shirt underneath.
“Fine!” Riley retorted.
She pulled off her turtleneck and revealed her C cup breasts spilling out of a training bra.
She had a smiley face tattoo on her left torso.
My dick was getting harder.
I looked over to Sean. He was enjoying the show just as much as I was.
We watched in delight as these two beautiful girls were stripping in front of us.
Molly laughed a fake laugh at her girlfriends antics. She wasn’t going to flinch.
Molly pulled her under armor shirt over her head. She was wearing a sport bra.
She opened her arms wide to Riley. A ‘what are you gonna do?’ look on her face. She had no shame. She didn’t care if me and Sean sa.
(We didn’t mind either)
Riley looked at her girlfriend.
“Seriously?” She asked.
“Mmhmm” replied Molly with a devious smile.
Riley looked at me, then Sean, then Molly again.
Sean and I shared a hopeful glance.
Riley stared Molly down. Without breaking eye contact. Riley defiantly unhooked her bra and let their tits be free in the cold mountain air.
Riley had small, dark nipples.
Molly laughed. She matched her girlfriends definite energy and peeled her sports bra off over her head.
Molly’s D sized breasts swung freely in the cold night air. The light from the fire illuminated them beautifully.
Both girls were now topless around the fire.
These girl’s weren’t shy.
Me and Sean sat there, speechless. Enjoying the weirdest relationship fight we’d ever been witness to.
Sean and I clapped and cheered once again.
Both girls snapped out of it and remembered we were there.
They pulled their tops back on, shivering from the cold.
Molly saw our smug faces and wasn’t having any of it.
“Oh, you enjoyed that did you?” Said Molly as she put her hoodie back on.
Me and Sean nodded.
“Your turn now.” She said.
“Oh yeah. Truth or dare. Totally forgot!”
I replied.
“Who should I choose?” I said as I thought of who to ask.
“No” replied Molly.
I looked at her inquisitively.
The game had made a sexual turn and she was so fed up, she was taking us all down with her.
“I mean… your turn” her eyes went from my face to my crotch. She pointed to me and Sean.
“Pull them out.” She instructed.
“Oh! I haven’t seen one in years!” Exclaimed Riley as she sat up at attention. Riley didn’t seem to care anymore either.
Stripping off their clothes had free’d them.
“Really?” Sean asked.
Molly grabbed her boobs over her hoodie.
“Only fair”
Sean and I looked at each other, shared a nod, stood up, and pulled our dicks out.
The cold air wasn’t helping but because I was already semi hard. I was happy with what I was packing.
I didn’t look at Sean’s dick but from the way the girls reacted, it was nothing to complain about.
I was happy for us. Two strapping young men, not afraid to let our manhood show.
The girls started giggling.
I looked down and saw I was sporting a raging hard on.
The excitement of the situation had got me going.
I looked over at Sean and saw his impressive dick was also standing at attention.
He shrugged his shoulders.
“Boobs. What are you gonna do?”
Everyone laughed as we started pulling up our pants.
“Uh uh. Hold on!” Said Riley.
We stood there, holding our hard dicks in our hands.
“What?” I said as the cold started creeping in.
“We had our tits out for like a minute.” She replied.
She looked at her watch.
“Another 30 seconds to go”
“Why do you want to keep looking?” I asked.
“That’s a good question” added Molly.
“I don’t care about looking at them.l she said. “It’s so you’ll have chilly willys!” She exclaimed as she lifted her pinky finger and laughed.
“Whatever. It’s not that cold.” Said Sean as he let his pants fall. He put his hands on his hips and let his dick be free.
I followed his lead.
“No no. Just Sean is fine. I don’t want to see your dick again. ” Said Riley nastily.
Embarrassment showered over me.
I pulled my pants back up quickly and sat back down.
“Aww. Don’t be mean!” Protested Molly.
“I’m not! Just honest.” Said Riley.
I felt very self-conscious. Riley was being really mean spirited but I knew she’d seen a fair amount of penises, so that sucked to hear.
Molly leaned over and grabbed my arm.
“Hey. She’s just being a bitch. Don’t worry. You have a nice dick.” She said encouragingly.
“A bitch?!” Yelled Riley.
Molly ignored her.
“Really?” I asked Molly. Needing so reassurance.
“Mmhmmm.” She nodded and squeezed my arm.
I felt better until I turned and saw Sean put his big dick away. Riley clapped for his impressive member and gave him a wolf whistle. He laughed and bowed as he sat down.
Molly looked at it and then back at me.
“Size doesn’t matter. My boobs are bigger than Riley’s.”
“Stop talking about me!” Said Riley as she heard her name.
“Relax!” Replied Molly.
She turned back to me.
“Dick size and boob size are very different things.” I retorted. “Plus. You don’t have to worry about dick size.”
“Sure. That’s true”
She leaned in and whispered in my ear-
“But if I had to choose between you and him. I’d choose you.”
She smiled at me and gave me a wink. I smiled back.
Riley stood up and stomped her foot!
“I know you’re whispering about me!” She said.
Molly laughed.
“Honestly. We weren’t!” She said, trying to calm Riley.
“Why were you whispering?”
“She wasn’t talking about you.” I countered.
“What we’re you talking about then?” She asked angrily.
“You really wanna know?” Asked Molly. Now fully over her girlfriend’s antics.
“Yes!” Replied Riley.
Molly let out an angry sigh.
“Fine! I was telling him that I liked his dick, okay?!”
Riley looked confused. This is not what she was expecting.
“What?” She asked.
Molly let out another sigh.
“You were being mean to him and I was trying to make him feel better. And honestly, after tonight and how terrible you’ve been, I might prefer him to you!” Molly let out.
That one cut Riley deep.
“Oh yeah? You like him so much? You like his dick so much? Why don’t you just fuck him instead of me tonight?!” Yelled Riley.
“Hey, hey, hey. Keep it down. There’s other campers around here.” Said Sean. Trying to calm the situation.
Molly shook her head at her girlfriend’s behavior. She was officially over it.
“You know what?” Molly said as she stood up.
“Maybe I will.”
She grabbed my hand, pulled me out of my chair and led me to her tent. We climbed in and she zipped the it closed.
She crossed her legs as she sat down and put her head in her hands.
“Are you all right?” I asked, after a few minutes of silence.
She looked up at me. Her face was sad.
“She’s so nasty sometimes.” She said.
“She always jealous and suspicious. She doesn’t trust me. ”
She sniffed and took a breath.
I didn’t respond. I gave her room to keep venting.
“She’s just insecure I think.” She continued.
“But that doesn’t mean she has to be so mean to me. Or to you.”
She looked at me and grabbed my hand.
“Sorry again. The game was fun until the end there.” She said.
“That’s okay.” I said.
“No, it’s not. She was mean.” She patted my hand and gave it a squeeze.
I gave her a half smile. It was a nice gesture.
Her shoulders relaxed now that she’d got her frustration out. She pushed her hair behind her ears and wiped her face.
We looked at each other. Both feeling safe and comforted.
We embraced and it was a nice moment. The hug lingered like the one she gave me earlier.
It felt like more than a friendly hug.
She rested her head on my chest and we held each other.
She lifted her head up and looked at me as we continued to hold each other.
We shared a sweet kiss.
She pulled away and looked me in the eye.
“I meant what I said too.” She said. In a more serious tone than I was expecting.
“Oh, sure.” I said.
She let go of me and sat up. Intent to get her point across.
“No, I mean it. His dick is bigger, but yours is prettier.” She replied.
“Prettier?”
“Yeah. It’s nice.”
“Hah. Thanks I guess.”
We shared another smile. I took advantage of the moment.
“Your boobs are amazing too by the way.” I said.
“Oh shut up.” She tried to wave away the complement but couldn’t hide her smile.
“Seriously. A+ tits.” I said with a cheeky grin.
She pushed her chest out before taking a small bow.
We laughed.
She smiled at me.
“Thanks for making me feel better.” She said.
“You’re welcome. You too!” I replied.
“Wanna go back outside?” I asked encouragingly.
“Ugh! I guess so.” She replied.
She paused.
“What is that?”
Music had started playing.
I heard Sean say something in a hushed tone I couldn’t make it out. It sounded like he said -
“want to go to ikea”
But that couldn’t be right.
“What are they doing out there?” Asked Molly.
I looked out the tent window. Riley was dancing to the music around the fire... taking of her clothes once again.
Sean was stuck in his seat. He kept offering to cover her but she kept throwing off her clothes.
Oohhhh! ‘not a good idea!’ I thought to myself.
“Ummm. I think Riley’s had too much.” I said.
Molly looked and saw her girlfriend stripping in front of Sean.
“Oh my god!” Exclaimed Molly.
She stood up, unzipped the tent and poked her head out.
“Riley June Morris! Get in here right now!” yelled Molly.
Riley jumped with a start. She looked at Molly and poked her tongue out at her.
“Riley! Come here!” Yelled Molly again.
Riley kept drunkenly refusing. Now in just a bra and sweatpants.
“No!” She said stubbornly.
“C’mon Riley. I don’t want you catching a cold.” Molly pleaded.
Riley took a few steps towards us.
“No! That’s your sex tent right? You went in there to have sex. Why aren’t you having sex?”
“That was a joke. Obviously.” Said Molly.
“Oh yeah? Was it a joke when you called his penis pretty?”
Molly was taken aback.
“What?” She asked.
Riley took another step forward in anger.
“I heard you!” Replied Riley.
“I came over to apologize and I heard you telling him his dick was pretty and he told you you that you had nice tits!” Replied Riley.
Molly’s eyes went wide.
“I heard you! So I went and asked Sean if he thought I had nice titties. And you know what?He said I did!”
Sean looked at me. Smiling a guilty smile.
Molly tried to interject.
“Rileyyyy…”
“No!” Replied Riley. “I don’t want to hear it! I’m going to go spend time with people that actually wanna be around me!”
Molly and I watched as she walked back over to Sean.
She turned and looked at Molly. She raised her eyebrows.
Molly stared at her.
Riley smiled as she hooked her thumbs in her pants and lowered them. She kicked them off and was now standing by the fire in just her bra and panties.
She then lowered herself on Sean and started giving him a lap dance.
She laughed as she enjoyed the look on her girlfriend’s face.
“I you do what you want, and I’ll do what I want.” Said Riley smugly as she continued to grind into Sean.
Molly shook her head.
Riley unhooked her bra and pulled it off.
This was wild!
“Fuck it!” said Molly.
She looked at me.
“Will you do me a favor?” She asked.
I looked at her, then Riley, then Sean.
Sean and I locked eyes. We were pawns in this game but we were happy to play. We gave each other a wink and a cheeky smile.
I looked back to Molly.
I was ready for whatever was going to happen.
“Fuck it! Let’s do it.” I said.
Molly smiled and started unbuttoning my pants. I stood there as she pulled them down and pulled my dick out.
She got on her knees and held it in front of her face. Making sure Riley got a good view. She looked at Riley as she held my dick like it was a loaded gun.
Riley was watching. She was mad. But things were escalating and now it was a challenge to rise to.
She grabbed Sean’s hands and put them on her tits as she kept gyrating on him.
Molly opened her mouth and moved an inch away from my hard cock.
Riley kept dry humping Sean.
Molly looked up at me.
“Is this okay?” She asked.
I nodded.
She struck out her tongue and licked the top of my dick.
Riley stood up and let out an exclamation of shock.
She turned around, got on her knees and started unbuttoning Sean’s pants.
This was wild! But not uncommon for these girls. This was a typical Tuesday. With one difference. They were doing it out of spite, not love.
It felt weird. They weren’t doing it because they wanted to. They were doing it to upset each other.
I thought I would like being used but the fantasy was quickly washed away by reality.
You’d think a hot girl licking your dick would be good in any situation. But as me and Sean looked at each other, we both weren’t feeling it.
We stopped the girls and stood them up. We turned off the music, got them clothed and put them to bed.
Molly thanked me as she was falling asleep.
The next morning was awkward as the girls came out for breakfast.
Sean offered them coffee and we sat around the campfire silently.
It started to lightly snow. It felt cleansing, like it was washing away the events of the night before.
We finished our coffees and packed up the camp quickly to get out of the cold.
We said bye to Molly as Riley waited in the car.
Molly thanked us again before they left.
Sean and I talked about how wild the night before had been and decided what happened on the mountain, stayed on the mountain.
We saw Molly and Riley about a week later at a friend’s party.
Molly pulled me aside and told what had happened after they left.
Her and Riley had talked it out and forgiven each other. And they had talked about how Sean and I had been such gentlemen and how Riley trusted us and wasn’t suspicious of us being friends with Molly anymore.
It was nice that there wasn’t any issues or anything.
Riley came up to me at the party later and gave me a big friendly hug and thanked me for being so nice and understanding.
She apologized for putting us in the middle of their fight and apologized if she had ruined the camping trip.
I said she hadn’t and we were all good. She smiled and leaned in and gave me another hug.
She whispered in my ear.
“You do have a nice dick by the way. Sorry for being mean.”
I laughed.
“No worries.”
She looked at me seriously.
“No, I mean it. And we want to make it up to you.” She said sweetly.
“We?” I asked.
Riley took my hand and led me to the guest room.
Sean and Molly were in there. Sean was seated and Molly was standing, waiting for us.
“Oh good!” She exclaimed as we walked in.
She instructed me to sit down next to Sean. Riley shut the door behind her and locked it.
The two girls stood in front of us.
“We were taking and felt so bad about the camping trip.” Said Molly.
“No worries.” I said.
“Yeah, it’s fine.” Added Sean.
“No, seriously! You guys were such gentlemen and treated us so well.” Said Riley.
She looked at Molly and smiled. Molly smiled back.
“We wanted to return the favor and finish what we started.” Said Riley.
The girls giggled as they nodded to each other and pulled their shirts over their heads. They weren’t wearing bras. They had planned this.
They got on their knees. Molly in front of me, and Riley in front of Sean.
“Are you sure?” I whispered.
The girls nodded and smiled.
“Mmhmm. And we need the practice.” Riley replied sensually.
They went to work. They pulled out dicks out and sucked us off as they held hands. Riley attacked Sean’s dick. Molly treated me more gingerly.
They did a good job and we came quickly.
They swallowed and thanked us again.
“No, thank you!” I said. Sean nodded in agreement.
The girls smiled and got dressed
We talked afterwards and decided to definitely get together again.
We’re all getting together for SuperBowl Sunday. Hopefully there’s not too much watching football and more playing together.
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My (M21) first time with my best friend's mom (F43)
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I (M21) woke up with a smile on my face. I still couldn't believe what had happened last night. I had planned on hooking up with Jake's (M21) little sister (F20) to get back at him but ended up getting sucked off by his mom (F43) instead.
As I woke up and prepared for the day my phone buzzed. It was a text message from Ms. Sheila.
"Ricky, we need to have a talk" is all it said.
Reading that I began to get nervous. I hadn't thought of how she might react negatively to drunkenly sucking her son's friend's dick. I decided to ignore it for now, hoping she'd leave it alone and I could escape back to college in 2 days.
I text Shelby, who had no idea what had happened between me and her mother either, that I had an amazing time last night and wanted to spend more time together when we got back to school. I still had plans for her.
Monday was move in day so I only had to last the rest of the weekend. Saturday I was able to lay low at my house just packing and getting things ready for the coming semester. Sunday was different though. I received multiple text from Ms. Sheila at this point and really hadn't responded to any. Multiple phone calls as well which I let go to voice mail. Then I heard my stepmom on the phone before she entered my room. She said Ms. Sheila needed some help at her house and I was to go over there immediately. I couldn't believe she used my mother to get to me.
I walked next door with a feeling of dread, unsure of what awaited me. Ms. Sheila answerd the door and led me inside. She took me to the living room and we sat on the sofa where just the other night she begged me to paint her tits with my jizz.
She told me she sent Jake and Shelby out to run errands so we could talk in private.
I sat there expecting to be scolded for what I'd done while she was drunk. Finally she spoke.
"Firstly, I understand why you didn't want to come over Ricky. I just need to say... I'm.. I'm so sorry about what happened and how I acted."
I just sat there looking at her confused.
"I know I was wasted but that's no excuse. I remember everything I did and I never should have made you do such things. I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me. You've always been like a second son to me and I go and take advantage of you like that."
She was starting to tear up. Here I was thinking I was in some sort of trouble and she's apologizing to me.
She turns away with tears in her eyes. I come to my senses, slide closer to her and place my hand on her leg just above her knee. She's wearing shorts so I feel the smoothness of her skin as I do.
"Don't be upset Ms. Sheila. I'm not upset about what happened at all.", I try to comfort her.
She looks back at me, "No, what young man would want to do such things with and old woman like me, even my husband ran off with a younger woman. And you're Jake's friend it just wasn't right."
"That's not true you are a very attractive woman any man of any age should be happy to have you."
"You think so?"
"Of course. If anything I should apologize to you."
"Why would you apologize?", she looked at me wiping a tear out of her eye. Clearly starting to cheer up after my compliments.
"Because, you told me how long it's been since you had a man and I didn't take care of you at all. That was very rude of me."
She blushed, shocked by my words, "Ricky, you shouldn't talk like that. You're half my age. I've watched you grow up since you were a baby. It's not..."
I cut her off by reaching up and wiping one remaining tear from her eye with my thumb then leaving my hand caressing the side of her face.
"Sheila, you are an amazing beautiful woman and you deserve to be treated right. I've always been attracted to you as long as I can remember." The last line was a slight lie, I'd always known Sheila was attractive but never really thought of her sexually until recently.
Regardless my lines worked I could feel her melting in my hands. I pulled her close and kissed her lips. She pulled away at first.
"We shouldn't," She whispered.
"I want you." I said in retort.
With that I kissed her again this time moving my hand up her inner thigh and between her legs. I could feel her wetness though her thin shorts already. This time she didn't resist she wrapped her hands around the back of my head running her fingers through my hair as she kissed me passionately.
I interrupted our kiss and pulled away from Sheila for a moment.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Take your shorts off," I commanded, "It's time for me to take care of you."
She was hesitant at first until I laid her down and helped her slide her shorts and soaked panties down her long legs. I stood over her admiring her soaking wet pussy before positioning myself between her legs and started licking her. Her whole body shook as I licked between her lips tasting her sweet juices. She let out deep moans of pleasure as I moved my tongue from her tight cunt to her clit.
She had a hand full of my hair pressing my face deeper into her. I could feel her body start to tense. I knew she was close. Just before she came I stopped licking.
"What? Why?" She said out of breath.
"I think you're ready" I said then stripped naked revealing my raging boner.
Her eyes lit up when she saw it just as they had the other night.
"Wait! Let's go to the bedroom just incase the kids come home."
Damn, I thought as I followed her to her bed. She took off her shirt freeing her massive tits. I squeezed them together and sucked her nipples before throwing her on the bed and climbing on top of her.
I lined the head of my cock up to her tight wet pussy and she let out a gasp as I shoved it inside her. She felt so tight wrapped around my cock, you would never guess she'd had 3 kids. I thrust deep into her fucking her hard and fast. After the teasing I gave her on the couch it doesn't take her long to cum. I feel her pussy get even tighter around my shaft as I continue to pound away. She moans so load its almost a scream as she orgasms. Her body shaking with pleasure she starts to squirt soaking her bed. I slow my pace as she recovers from her orgasm but continue to fuck her. Sheila pulls me close to her and kisses me passionately again. Then she nibbles on my ear and says softly, "Let me ride you."
I laid on my back in Sheila's love stain. She climbed on top of me sliding my cock back into her wanting cunt. Leaning over me she puts her tits in my face. I squeeze them and bite them and lick her hard nipples as she grinds on top of me.
Removing her tits from my face she leans back and bounces wildly on my dick.
"You like that? You like how this mommy rides your fat young cock?"
"Fuck yes. Ride it you sluty milf."
The dirty talk only turns her on more and makes her increase her pace.
After some time I can feel myself getting close to orgasm.
"Oh fuck keep going you're going to make me cum!"
"Not yet I'm close too!"
I grab her hips and start to thrust up into her.
"Fuck yes that's it. Go fill me up. I want it inside me!"
Hearing that I slam her down on my cock and unleash my load inside her. As she feels my load filling her womb her eyes roll back as she begins to cum as well. Squirting again I feel her juices running over my abs and between my legs. Once we're both finished she collapsed on my chest. Both of us out breath we just laid there in bliss.
I was still shocked that all this even happened. The thought popped into my head of what Jake would think if I got his mom pregnant and I became his step-dad. I'm sure Sheila had her tubes tied after Shelby though so that probably won't happen.
Sheila kissed me on the cheek.
"That was the best I've had in years. You should go before Jake and Shelby get back but make sure you come visit me when you all go back to school."
With that I went to the living room and threw on my clothes. Sheila's shorts still on the ground where I tossed them. Her soaking wet panties still inside them. I took the panties as a suviener and went home, throwing them in the bag I'd already packed for school. Looking forward to the next semester but now looking forward to my trips home even more.
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Fuckprints (40 f) (s/m)
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Your teeth running against my inner thigh,
My cunt, my labia, my clit.
Biting, sometimes gentle, mostly fucking hard.
Confusing me, catching me off guard.
Your fingernails scraping where your teeth had been.
Bite marks and scratches that form beautiful welts, as a reminder for me.
A distinct reminder that hurts for days,
Pain that hurts in a beautiful way.
The pain that lingers when I daydream,
And subconsciously touch myself,
As I replay what you did and I crave to happen again.
Marks that leave physical and psychological impact,
Designed to MAKE ME remember WHO I FUCKING BELONG TO.
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We Still Have Time Alone [MF 40’s] [Creampie]
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This is continuation of a story, while not necessary to read the first. You may read it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/115j6xx/finally_got_a_full_day_in_a_hotel_with_my_new/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).
Laying in the hotel bed, her head on my chest. Her reddish, blond hard strewn across my body. The smell of her shampoo stimulating my senses. We’re both naked, the feel of her skin against mine is something I’ve been dreaming about for over a month now. Both of us relaxed and comfortable. No pressure to hide from prying eyes, no worries of somebody we know seeing us. Just the two of us enjoying each others company. The sexual chemistry we have is intense. Like a magnet. We’d recently had sex, but we also had the whole day to explore one another.
I felt her fingers trail across my chest. I’m practically hairless, she loves to rub the smooth skin on my chest. The feel of her nails on my skin is one of my favorite sensations. She has the softest touch. The sensual touch in foreplay is way under rated in my opinion. I can never get enough of her touch.
I was playing with her hair running my fingers through several strands, pulling them through until the hair is released from between my fingers. This relaxes her, she told me so and loves the sensation. After getting to the end, I pull my hand next to her scalp, slide my fingers between a few strand of hair and slowly pull them all the way to the end. I can feel her even breathing on my chest. He fingers now trailing down towards my stomach.
I can already feel a rise between my legs. I’d just filled her up but needed to feel so much more of this beautiful married woman. As I pull my fingers towards the end of her hair, I see my wedding ring, vowing me to forever be with my wife, yet here I am, naked in bed with someone other than her. I’m completely in bliss going outside of my vows for intimacy. Intimacy so much lacking in my marriage. I’m snapped out of my trance by movement from her.
She pushed the sheets off of us and lifted her head. She starts licking around my nipple, the coolness of the air and her saliva against my skin is stimulating me. She lightly nibbles against me and I moan. My fingers now tracing circles along her spine. Lightly touching and tracing as I slowly move them up and down her spine. Her fingers have now traced all the way down to my right thigh. She can feel the hard muscle of my quad under her touch. It involuntarily clenches from her touch.
My penis is slowly inflating, laying flaccid against my inner thigh but rising, pointing towards my hip and swelling. Her finger tracing towards it but careful not to touch. Her lips nibbling down across my belly leaving a wet cool trail of saliva behind. My penis rising towards her face as she inches closer. I can feel her fingers trail down between my legs. Drawing small circles on my inner thigh just next to my balls. I involuntarily spread my legs slightly as she trails ever closer to them. I Intake a sharp breath as her touch has my senses going crazy.
I can feel her breath on the head of my cock. It’s already swollen and I’m mostly hard. I feel her fingernails first drag across my balls. Then the feel of her slender long fingers grasp them lightly but firmly. I exhale, she knows my kryptonite is teasing my balls. They’re so sensitive yet I love the feel of her fingers grabbing them. The touch gets a little firmer as she grasps onto them. Sliding her hand up them to the base of my cock. I feel her circle her fingers around the base with a firm grip. I feel her tongue licking with a wide firm touch around the sensitive head. She strokes me from base to mid shaft as she puts the head inside her mouth. She lightly sucks but also swirls her tongue around the head.
My wife refuses to give oral. My cock has only been in one mouth in the last 15 years and that was this woman’s mouth a couple weeks ago in the parking lot of a pizza place. The feel of her lips and tongue on me makes me realize just how much I’ve missed. I feel her slide her mouth all the way down to the base of my cock. I feel my head against the back of her mouth. I’m now completely hard and paralyzed at the feel of her. She’s absolutely fucking gorgeous but even sexier knowing all my little turn ons without me saying a word.
I feel her tongue coating my cock in her saliva as she makes a tight vacuum and pulls back towards the head. She gets to the tip then pushes back down toward the base. I thrust my hips towards her mouth, completely in awe of how this woman makes me feel. I slide my hand to the back of her head, pulling any strands of hair away from her face, but also guiding her tempo up and down my shaft. My hips frozen in a thrust forward attempting to get as deep in her mouth as I can. I feel her wrap her fingers around the base of my cock and stroke up and down at the same time as her mouth. I’m powerless against her but in a second of clarity I realize the only place I want to cum is inside this beautiful woman.
I pull her mouth away from me, and try to form a sentence “please get on top” is all I can utter. She has a grin on her face as she sits up and throws a leg over my lap. Kneeling on a knee while her other foot is under her for support. I feel her grab my cock at the base and press the head between her lips. She sinks the head into her opening before moving her foot so she’s on both knees, my hard cock just barely penetrating her. Our combined cum from earlier now just extra lube for round 2. I can feel heat emanating from her. Her breasts look absolutely perfect on her chest as she begins to slide back and forth on my lap. I love the feel of her sliding back and forth, essentially rubbing and grinding her clit against me. I move my hands to her nipples. Playing with them gently, not pulling just slightly squeezing as she moves forward and releasing when she slides back.
Continued in comments
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Starlight Cruise [M27] [F30] [Sci-fi] [sex] [light fdom] [oral]
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*All things considered, this could be much worse.*
Normally, an interstellar hop like this would take about 45 minutes, most of which helmsman Colt Ryans would spend glued to the instrument panel.
It was the responsibility of his sole crew mate and Captain of the vessel, Tanja Richter, to handle maintenance and engineering concerns, as well as logistics on departure and arrival.
This dynamic left little room for socialization, and thus the two quickly adopted the strategy of show up, work, collect pay, go home. A strategy that worked reliably for 3 years.
—ESTIMATED TIME OF ARRIVAL : 172:44:22–
With engines out, the next task for Colt would be contacting Sirius Traffic and requesting a tug…a task he would have to wait about a week for. Unless of course, Captain Richter could fix the fuel injection system.
“God-fucking dammit!”
Unlikely.
“Well Ryans, get comfortable ‘cause you won the bet. Fuckers are completely shot”
Colt leaned back in his chair as the Captain exited the cramped maintenance hatch, slick with sweat. She tossed him a beer from the nearby wall cooler - the subject of the bet.
Colt leaned back in his chair and sipped at the drink - bitter and bottom-shelf, but stronger than most. The Captain slumped into her chair beside Colts and opened a plastic bottle of water. It was odd to have this moment of calm in the middle of a run - Colt never really had a moment to get a good look at his captain - she was slightly older than him, but didn’t look it, with short black hair and ice-blue eyes; a genetic rarity nowadays.
Colt’s moment of observation did not go unnoticed. “Got something’ on my face or just enjoying the view Ryans?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow. Colt caught himself quickly enough.
“Sorry Captain, just spaced out a moment.” Tanja rolled her eyes.
The helmsman chuckled and took a drink from his beer again. He pondered a moment, “a week of nothing but stars huh?”
“Seems that way.”
“Know any good jokes?”
“Ryans I am not afraid to blacken your eye.” Colt took the hint and leaned back, smirking at his own bad jokes in his head.
“No clue what you mean Captain,” he quipped.
“Yeah the fuck you do. Ah, anyway I’m gonna get some shut-eye. Got a big week of fuck-all ahead of us.” Tanja said as she slapped her thighs and stood up, walking to the small quarters she afforded herself.
“Heh - right.” Colt finished his beer and laid back in his chair, shutting his eyes and letting the soft starlight lull him to a light sleep.
A sleep he awoke from with a hand on his shoulder.
“Ergh! Yes! What? What is it…” Colt’s voice trailed off unexpectedly as he turned around to see his captain red in the face, avoiding eye contact. She was wearing an old faded blue t-shirt and little else. Not something that lined up with his image of her in the usual flight suit to be sure.
“Mornin’ Colt. I have a…..proposition for you, and you’re not allowed to laugh so help me god. I’m thinkin by now I’d usually be hitting the gym or going for a jog. I’m thinkin that’s hard to do in out little metal box here. I’m thinking we’ve got a week of nothing. I’m thinkin I’ve got some…energy, to work out. You follow?”
*She can’t be asking what I think she is*
“I’m not sure I do, Capt-“
“I’m thinkin you put that mouth of yours between my thighs and see how loud I can scream.” Tanja turned a bright red as she said this, clearly taken aback by how forward she phrased herself.
“Sounds like a good time.” Colt answered quickly, himself also avoiding eye contact. An awkward silence roared.
“Well,” Tanja released his shoulder, “come on back then.” Colt rose to his feet and followed his Captain to her cramped quarters - just big enough for her bed and effects. She stood at the foot of the bed, her back to Colt, as she then spun around and sat at the edge.
“Sorry for being coy - just can’t say I ever got busy with a co-worker.” Colt chuckled.
“I suppose we’re more roommates for the next week than coworkers,” Colt suggested. Tanja smirked.
“Yeah, that sounds a bit better for this,” she spread her naked legs open, revealing she was indeed clad only the shirt. Her smooth, tan skin complimented her muscular thighs. Colt felt his pants tighten as he lowered himself to his knees, placing one hand on her warm thigh and bringing his face close to her wet lips. He exhaled shakily and brought his tongue to her, spreading her lips and tasting her slowly, bringing his tongue slowly up to her clit.
Tanja inhaled sharply, placing one hand gently on Colt’s head, and cupped a large breast in the other.
“Fuuuuuck, flyboy, what manual did you learn that in?” She sighed. Colt could not surprise a feeling of pride within himself, he always enjoyed pleasuring his partners.
Colt stroked her thigh softly with his thumb as he picked up the pace, flattening his tongue against her and running the length of her labia, matching the speed of her moans. He felt her diaphragm rise and quake to his touch, felt her voice vibrate through her body. She shuddered and gripped his hair tightly. Colt, caged in a prison of ecstasy, warmth, and flesh, was no longer in control.
“Fuck…fuck, keep going, I can feel it coming.” Tanja panted as she ground her pelvis into Colts’ face. He moved his hands up to grip her waist as she arched further back. The taste and smell was overwhelming, he could feel every quake of her body and ever spasm of her muscles as she closed in on a climax.
“FUCK! FUCK YES~!” The Captain’s wails of ecstasy filled the small vessel as she convulsed on her helmsman’s face, shaking with orgasmic delight. Her back arched off the bed, and her exclamation turned to a silent shout, feeling pulsing waves of tense pleasure wash over her. With a gasp she released his head and fell back onto her cheap mattress, taking heaving breaths.
“Holy fucking shit Ryans, that was…*something*.” She panted. Colt caught his breath, his chin dripping. The Captain sat up, her breasts threatening to spill from the old shirt, stretching the fabric with each heavy breath. “Who taught you how the fuck to do that?”
“Heh,” Colt chuckled, “trade secret.” The Captain pointed at him absently.
“You….you will have to share these secrets with your Captain, you know.” She stopped to consider, “I think that will be all for now….*roommate* Ryans. But err, tomorrow we should exchange some information I think.” Tanja said with a wink.
“Sounds like a plan,” he responded, pulling himself from the soaked bed, headed for the shower. As he heard the door close behind him, he could only think;
*All things considered, this could be much worse.*
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[Ne/A] She agreed to go out with me this weekend!
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Sorry it’s been several days since I wrote here but not a ton has honestly happened. Read my first post here for more context, thanks!
After my last post on the 29th, she and I messaged again on the night of the 30th and things started to get a bit flirtier. At first the two of us were spamming each other with unflattering pictures of ourselves. Soon after she sent a photo of her tongue pointed out at the camera so I sent one back. She then sent a close-up of her lips which excited me more than I’d like to admit, but I sent one back as well. I then received a message joking “so how was your first kiss loser?” which made me laugh my ass off.
We chatted over text about life a little bit until I decided to ask her about her New Year’s plan seeing as it was the following day. I had planned to go to some bars with a few friends and thought it would be great if I had her company as well that night or even separate plans with her. After a while, she got back to me and unfortunately already had plans. Plus, the drive all the way over here was way too long from all of the traffic. I was admittedly pretty bummed we couldn’t hang out for the new year but thankfully, she told me she’d try her best to visit sooner than later!
Not a lot has happened in the last few days, though I did get to see her New Year’s celebrations through a series of videos and pictures on her Snapchat story. She was at somebody’s mega-fancy house or mansion and it looked like a hell of a good time. Hundreds of people there it looked like. She was in a very nice dress and her hair was done up which was a pleasant surprise given I really don’t see her dressed like that at all. The only other people I saw her with were a few of her close gal friends who I've never met but I slightly recognized from seeing pictures of them together.
I didn’t bug her that night because we both seemed to have good people and good festivities around us, though I did receive a long message from her sometime before I got home that night wishing me a happy new year and telling me how much she appreciates me and that she loves me and that she can’t wait to “be with me” soon. My heart dropped when I read that but I was too drunk to really think too deep into it.
Tonight, she reached out to me and let me know that she’s able to come and visit me this weekend for food and drinks and to hang out! I’m more than excited to see what this weekend has in-store for the two of us. Not getting my hopes insanely high for anything crazy but it’ll always be in the back of my mind. I’m prioritizing just having a good time and spending quality time with her to see where things lead. Going with the flow, you know? Anyway, I’ll write back here next time I have something to say. WISH ME LUCK!
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[M/S] An Upcoming Family Vacation ~ Things Could Get Interesting
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Hey guys, so not sure where to start because there's a lot of backstory coming into this. I guess there's 2 things I wanted to get out of the way first. 1) I'm not going to use real names out of respecting the privacy of my family so any and all names I use (even the not-family names) are not real they are generic. 2) I come from a pretty rich family, I usually don't like saying that out loud to strangers or people I just met because I always feel like people will judge me because of this/look at me as privileged and dependent and like everything I will ever have was given to me an not earned, but I do feel like it is important to mention this because it does play a part in the backstory I want to give you guys, and by rich I don't mean like billionaire rich, like I'm not Jeff Bezos's son or cousin or anything crazy like that, but my family does have a trust fund (that only my mom has access to - more on that later) and I don't know the exact numbers so please don't ask.
Okay, so next I feel like you guys should know everyone in my family. As the title suggests, there is an upcoming family vacation (our annual holiday vacation) that's gonna last a couple weeks, and I feel like something might go down on this trip so I just had this feeling about maybe documenting it (more on that later). Just a reminder - these names and all future names are made up. So I'm first, won't give my name but I just turned 18 over the summer so I'm young. I started high school early so I actually already graduated last June and am taking a year off from college (long story, not too important) Luckily, I can go next August, but the year off gave me a lot of time to spend with family recently. My dad's side of the family is where my family's money comes from. My dad's family is so prude and rich and snobby and I won't really mention them because I don't think they are going to play a part in things to come. Mainly because when my dad and mom married, it somewhat distanced him from his family. The reason being is that usually rich marry rich. And my dad's family is like traditionally rich, like they all have nice houses, and boats, and are country club members, and sit around the fire at night in cashmere shirts, etc. my mom's family, however, is not poor, but definitely what some consider "lower-class". She was a nurse and had very little money. However, she is pretty attractive and also young compared to my dad. he was 38 when they married, she was only 18. She honestly could have been a model, but like a Abercrombie and Fitch/Preppy Model. I always said she kind of looked like Kate Beckinsale, and my mom is pretty promiscuous by nature and also has become a pretty confident, stern, independent lady over the years which is attractive.
My dad died about 10 years ago. He left everything he had to our mom (which even further distanced us from his side of the family). This includes our main house, 2 cars, all of his stock in the family business (which my mom has since sold), a boat, and, most importantly, our vacation home (I know). Yes, we have a vacation home. Every year since I was born we go the week after Thanksgiving until New Years and also for a month in the summer. It is on a little island somewhere in New England (wont be any more specific than that). It's a pretty private island and private home. We always call it "The Golden Castle" (it's not golden but it does have a gothic-castle-style quality to it). Other people in my family - my dad had a brother and sister but, again, we distance from them. My mom has a sister, my Aunt, who has a huge grudge with my mom for some unknown reason, I think it's because of money somehow. (being rich has it's perks, but as you'll learn it also has the ability to tear families apart, and it's not worth it). I'm the youngest of 4 kids. Next up is my sister Mary (19), she's close to me in age but she's more close to the eldest, Mary (28). The 3rd oldest is my brother Arthur (26). Yes, we are all somewhat close in age. My mom is currently 47 (she had Mary when she was 19. Arthur has just graduated college last May and wants to move to LA to become a movie/tv show producer. Mary is a lawyer and Daphne is going to college to be a fashion designer. I'm the only one that doesn't really know what I want to do - I may move to LA with Arthur after I graduate because I've always romanticized Hollywood and I enjoy writing (as you can tell). Me and Arthur were always really close and Mary and Daphne were always really close. After dad died, mom was heartbroken (the money cushioned the blow but she was depressed for awhile). She's better now but can be a bit of a recluse sometimes. her big thing is keeping our little family of 5 very tight and close which for the most part we are.
Now for the interesting part. The reason why I'm here. I should say I've been snooping around this and a couple other incest-related subreddits because my best friend, James (fake name)- who is coming with us up until Christmas Eve on this family vacation, told me that while he was over our house last summer he caught my mom and Arthur making out (he wasn't supposed to be home, they forgot he was there I guess). At first I didn't believe him because 1) that's crazy and 2) he has been in a serious relationship for about 4 years now with Danielle (fake name) who is our housekeeper for our vacation house (basically she lives there year around cleaning and such and then whenever we come and visit she basically becomes our maid). So, I didn't believe James, but I swear, ever since he mentioned that, over the past 5 months or so, I feel like they've gotten so touchy/feely/close. Maybe it's new or maybe it's always been there and I'm just noticing. Never anything sexual, but when we have a family movie night or something, she ALWAYS snuggles with him/lays on his lap, whatever. And she kisses and hugs him more than the rest of us (Mary lives on her own, Arthur lives at home for the time being, and Daphne still lives at home just an FYI, we all COULD live on our own but our house is so nice it's hard to leave). I've never seen mom and Arthur kiss or anything, but that's why I've been snooping.
So, tomorrow we leave for the trip and me, Arthur, Daphne, Mary, Mom, James, and Danielle will be the ones staying. We have a Gardner and like a maintenance guy come every Saturday afternoon, too, and then a personal chef that essentially drops off meals once a week and groceries. James, my friend and he has been my best friend since we were little kids, has a big crush on Daphne. It's no secret, he's been open about it for at least 4 years now. She actually went to our senior prom after he asked her 1000 times, but they've never gone out or kissed or anything. I've never minded for one simple reason: Daphne is a lesbian. I've actually always thought it was funny and have even encouraged him. His main goal for this trip with my family is to have sex with her, I told him go for it and honestly hope he succeeds. One another thing I should mention about my family, we our somewhat open minded and free-talking about sex to each other. It's not a big deal and this changed when my dad died. Before that (as far as I remember) we were an ultra conservative, old fashioned, extra catholic family before he died. After he died, I don't want to say we "rebelled" but we almost had a full family transformation in that now we are more liberal and open-minded and somewhat free spirited (though those old school, preppy attributes still remain a little bit).
Anyways, yes, James' main goal is to have sex with my sister Daphne. My main goal is to try to catch my mom and Arthur in the fact is they truly are having some sort of relationship. I'm 50/50 on if it's true, but still weary. I'm not going to lie, though, the idea of it is a little exciting. Part of me kind of wishes I catch them. Is that weird? Should I keep their lives private? The other thing I should note is that I already asked my brother (I would NEVER ask my mom this question because if I'm wrong she would be so mad and it would be so awkward, but I knew that if I confronted my brother he would just laugh). Surprisingly, he didn't laugh. he had a weird response. he didn't really confirm or deny it. To be honest, we were both pretty high when I asked him which wasn't smart in hindsight. On thanksgiving when everyone went to bed, me and Arthur stayed up and talked. This is when he told me that he was planning on moving to LA soon (this was not known to anyone in the family) and that he might bring Danielle with him if she will. He made me promise on my life that I wouldn't tell mom until he talked with her. I said okay. He then weirdly jumped to talking about mom and asked me if I found her attractive. I said in a sexual way? And he said, no just in a normal way and I said yeah she's pretty good looking for a 47 year old woman. He nodded his head. About an hour later in the conversation he said that mom might ask me to do something for her after he tells her about his LA plans (meaning he wants to tell her during this December vacation). He said that she can be very manipulative and very charming/convincing and that if I don't want to do it I don't have to. I asked him what the hell he was talking about and he struggling to answer me and never gave me an answer. He just said that I always have a choice and that I can come to him if I need to (me and Arthur have always been close, but this level of openness was new territory). I still don't know what exactly he was talking about, only a few guesses.
So, that's sort of everything. Maybe nothing will happen on this trip. Maybe James won't hook up with Daphne, maybe Arthur won't tell everyone he's moving, maybe I won't catch Arthur and mom kissing, maybe mom wont ask me anything and it will just be a normal trip and I typed this all up for nothing. We shall see. I don't think I'm going to type something up every day, maybe just once a week? or twice a week? That is IF there is anything interesting to tell. But I wanted to make this post here because I feel like there is potential that some weird stuff can go down. There's been this ultra strange vibe/tension around the family in the past couple months, but we'll see. Anyways, talk soon?
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[M/S] I’m visiting my parents and mom seems to be interested in me
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Hey folks, hope y'all are doing well.
I gotta be super honest. I genuinely never expected to come back. But right now it feels like I’m going through the most stress I’ve been in for the longest time. And then something comically weird happened and it occurred to me… maybe coming here and venting would help me feel better. So here it is.
I’m probably gonna have to do an update later on with everything that’s happened in the last few months. But for my own sake, I will now proceed to just rant.
If you’re new here, I’m sorry if it feels like you should know some things already. I’ll try to write this so you don’t have to. but , regardless, I promise I’ll make an update.
I’m at my parents’ house, back in Central America. My grandma passed away. It fucking sucked. Like, It’s been a long time coming, but whenever a loved one dies it always feels too early.
Whatever, that’s not the point. I’ve been here since last Wednesday. I’m staying at my parents’. My sister is now living here, but she’s not home. She’s spent the last 3 days at her friend’s.
Obviously, the death of my grandmother has come with a huge load of stress for my parents. And they’ve spent a lot of time these last two weeks emptying out her house. It’s been pretty hectic. But they decided to take the last couple of days off, given that my sister was visiting her friends and they didn’t want me to feel like I was just left at home. I can’t help with the cleaning. Too many people there and with my dad’s siblings, things can get too hectic. So fewer hands are more helpful here.
My dad had to go on an overnight trip yesterday, which left mom and I to spend a day together. Nothing sexual had happened since I got home. With the exception of a couple of conversations I’ll have to cover some other time.
God! I’m trying to get to the point, but I’m struggling with how little context I’m giving you lol.
I took her out for brunch, then we worked from home for most of the afternoon, then had dinner together. I cooked her something nice. Around 9pm she asks me if I want to go into the hot tub. Lol, that fucking hot tub.
I think exactly the same thing you’re thinking. But I decide to read the room first. “You go ahead, I’ll go take a shower real quick before” I said, figuring this would give me an opportunity to see if she was gonna go in with a swimsuit.
Not that it matters… I wouldn’t go into the hot tub naked at this point. But the nervousness comes from wondering whether or not I’m gonna have to deal with a situation.
After taking a shower, I put my swimsuit on and go out to the back yard… She’s wearing a one piece. Thank God. lol
Until this moment, at no point during my visit had things even felt remotely sexual. Again… with the exception of a couple of kind of weird events.
The conversation with mom felt absolutely normal. So I was very much taken by surprise when she say, out of nowhere, “Can I tell you a secret?”
I just responded with “sure.” She paused and then, almost complaining, she said “I've been so horny lately. I just needed to tell someone about it.”
It felt like maybe she was going down the same road we’ve gone before. The good ol days road lol. And it’s definitely not a good time for that. So, with an air of frustration, I responded “mom…”
But she interrupted me. She continued, seriously, “no. I’m not saying it in any particular way. I’m more confessing this to you. Lately we’ve been so stressed, and I feel like I go to horniness almost as a crutch. I kind of hate it. It almost makes me feel like an alcoholic that just needs a drink to get through the day.”
Because I’m an idiot, I joked “It’s not even noon and I’m already craving a shot of cum.”
She laughed and said ”yeah… it’s kinda like that. I’ll just have to… sort myself out so much. It’s really unproductive. I’m only telling you this cause I can’t tell your dad. I feel like he’s been so stressed and the last thing I need is for him to think that I’m saying he’s not meeting some expectation. It just doesn’t feel appropriate. So I tell my son about it…because that’s appropriate.”
“Yeah. That makes sense, I guess,” I responded. I went on to explain that I agree, right now dad may just be like “ok?” if she told him. It’s just not a good time. But then I ended by joking “you can tell me about this, just keep your cootch to yourself.”
“Whatever!” she exclaimed, laughing. Then we continued with the conversation on another topic. But obviously….
Because I’m a perverted idiot, this convo left me all unsettled. I couldn’t help but look at her boobs when she looked away. She went to the bathroom a couple of times and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her ass when she walked away.
Eventually, bed time came along. I’m sleeping on the TV room’s couch. My old bedroom is full of shit from grandma’s house. Mom had gone to bed… I was a little horny… What am I to do?
So I pull something up on my phone and whip out my dick. It wasn’t 3 minutes after I started jerking off, that mom walked into the room. In hindsight, I probably didn’t wait long enough. I also didn’t confirm mom was asleep. She said she was going to bed, I brushed my teeth, showered and got into bed. So I very much figured she was asleep.
“Well, well well. If it isn’t Mr. ‘Keep Your Genitals to Yourself’,” She said. She stepped into the room, then looked at my dick and said “I honestly don’t know where we stand with things. But If you - at least - want a jerk off buddy, I’ll leave the door open.” Then she walked away.
I came here with zero intentions of letting things get as out of hand as they have gotten in the past. But the worst part of all, is that I definitely did not expect myself to be the one whipping his genitals in a common area of the house this soon.
Sadly, I’m sure, for you, I did not go to mom’s room. I didn’t even finish jerking off.
My sister comes home tonight. Things have been really weird with her. Like I said, I’ll have to come back with a catch-up update. I just wanted to come and rant about yesterday. I feel… off.
But not bad off. You know the feeling when you go out to a party and have a really great time, but now it’s the day after and it almost feels like it was out of a movie? That’s kind of how I feel.
It’s probably because last night it’s the most fun I’ve had since grandma’s passing. Or maybe it’s because I have a toxic relationship with my family and whenever things seem to be getting complicated my brain goes, “We wants it… We needs it…”
I don’t know what I was expecting with coming back here. But I do feel a little better. It just felt like I needed to tell someone. But who the fuck am I gonna tell? So I appreciate being able to come back here.
Ok, I’m gonna let you go. I’ll go for a run before mom wakes up. Maybe that’ll make me feel a little better. Or I’ll just jerk off. I’ll let you believe whichever one.
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Forced to Watch - Part 2 [Long][FMM][40-50s][cuckold][bi][blackmail][cheat][cons nc][Fdom][light humil][creampie][cum eating][NSFW]
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Please see part 1 before reading.
She turned to look at Mike again, “Mike, I’m not a swallower, Jeff knows that, but I thought for a minute I would make you my first. Your cum tasted sweet and salty. I was intrigued, and as horny as I am, I would do just about anything you want. But, I saw a better option. I’m glad you gave me the idea with your ‘clean up’ speech.”
She leaned down and swiped a finger across the tip of my penis, and shoved the glob of precum into my mouth. I sucked on her finger, desperate for her attention, and she swirled her finger around my mouth, making sure I got every bit. After Mike's massive load, my precum didn't taste like anything.
“Did you like the taste of Mike's cum? Did you enjoy swallowing it? It was so hot to watch. I never thought I would be into Gay porn, but now I think I might like it, and seeing how hard you are, I think you enjoyed that. Just because I don’t like to swallow doesn't mean you can’t. I’ll have to remember that.”
Looking me in the eyes as she fucked my mouth with her finger, she said “It’s my turn to cum now. Jeff, I am going to lay back on the bed, and let Mike eat my pussy, is that ok with you 'dear'?”
“While he eats my pussy, I want some entertainment. I want to watch you stroke your penis for me, and you need to come exactly when I do. Do you understand?”
"Yes, I understand". I replied.
My wife walked over to the bed, lay down on the edge, and spread her legs wide, giving me a front-row view of her puffy, glistening wet pussy. I could see her clit poking out of the folds of her pussy. She was so turned on, it looked like a small dick. I had never seen it so on display before. Mike climbed between her thighs, got down on his knees, and gently started licking her pussy. His large fingers parted her lips, and he gently flicked his tongue from side to side. Swirling his tongue lightly across the hood of her clit, She moaned, grabbed his head, and pushed his face further into her wet crack. Mike slowly inserted two of his huge fingers into her sopping-wet cunt. “Two for now kitten”, he said. “More later so I can prepare you”. Removing his fingers for a second, Mike slid his tongue down her gaping slit, slowly licking her from bottom to top, lingering on her clit to swirl his tongue around the exposed tip. He lowered his tongue again to her slit and slid it inside to the hilt. My wife moaned with pleasure as she arched her back, pushing herself into his face, trying to get every bit of his tongue inside. “My god Mike, that feels so amazing, you make my pussy feel so good, I don't ever want you to stop. Make me your whore, baby. I want to be your whore.” she said loudly.
Mike pulled his mouth away from her pussy and looked her in the eye, said, “Rebecca, you remember I said I had experience helping women take their first big cock? I promise to lick you again and make you cum better than you ever have, but first, I need to stretch your pussy a bit to get you ready for my size. Do you trust me?”
“Yes baby, I would do anything for you right now. I never want this to end. What do you want me to do?” she said tentatively.
“Nothing but lay back and enjoy. I’m going to slowly put two fingers deep in your pussy, then I’m going to add a third, and then finally a fourth. I’ll go slow, I’ll make sure you stay well lubricated, and I will continue to lick your clit to keep you on the edge. If you get too close before I have all four fingers stretching you open, grip my head and I will slow down. It’s best for both of us if I can keep you right on the edge and have all my fingers deep inside you for as long as you can stand it. You will enjoy it, and you will cum like you never have, I promise.”
Mike’s eyes were locked on my wife’s for the whole conversation, she was hanging on every word he said, I thought they forgot about me while I slowly stroked my dick in the corner. Mike reached back over his shoulder, extending his arm almost all the way to my chair. “Jeff, suck on the two fingers I just had in your wife’s wet pussy, get them nice and slippery for me so I can slide them back inside her ''. I wanted desperately to taste her wet pussy, even if that meant sucking on Mike’s fingers. So I leaned forward and put them in my mouth. Oh god, I could taste her sweet pussy on his fingers. I sucked on them greedily, my dick starting to throb again. He yanked them out of my mouth, saying “don’t enjoy that too much, or I might get other ideas''
He slowly inserted the now slick fingers into her cunt, slowly working them in and out, while his other thumb made circles over her clit. Her hips started pushing back against his fingers, seeking the depth she craved. She raised her head off of the bed, reached behind for a pillow, and placed it under her head, she looked me in the eye and said "start stroking, I want to be entertained while Mike prepares me for my first time with his huge cock."
Maybe I do still interest her, I thought as I spread my legs, mirroring hers. I started gently stroking my penis, as I watched my wife get more and more turned on by Mike's attention. Mike pulled his fingers out again and extended them back to me, now three strong. “You know what to do”, he said over his shoulder. I hungrily sucked all three in my mouth again, tasting my wife’s sweet pussy on them. “I think he likes sucking on things Rebecca, or he misses the taste of your pussy”. Mike now slid all three fingers slowly into my wife, as she let out a low groan.
“Hubby,” she said, pulling my eyes away from the action at her pussy. “I am so surprised you enjoy watching your wife with another man like this. Look at how hard you are, and how much precum is pooling on your fingers. Stop stroking, I said I wanted entertainment. Put your precum-soaked fingers in your mouth and suck them like you did Mike’s”
I was so horny, all rational thought had left my brain. I wanted to put on a show for her, I needed to help her cum, even if it was just a small part of her pleasure. I raised my right hand to my mouth and slowly sucked each finger clean. Without the overpowering taste of Mike’s cum, or the sweetness of her pussy, I could taste the precum on my fingers. It was not unpleasant like Mike’s cum, just slippery and slightly sweet.
“Do you like that, the taste of your precum? A bit sweet isn’t it? I don’t mind precum, In fact, I kind of like it when I taste it in my mouth. I loved Mike’s, there was so much of it flowing from his prick. It tasted so good. I wish you produced as much precum as he does, I wouldn't mind sucking your penis more often if you did”. Just then, Mike pulled his fingers out of her pussy, and slammed all four in at once. My wife grunted with pain. Pleasure? As her head flopped back, and her back arched to push her bare pussy against his hand, I knew for sure it was pleasure. Mike now had the majority of his large hand inside my wife. Through all of this, he never stopped the constant rhythm of swirling his thumb across her protruding clit.
“Ugghh, ugh”, she grunted, “why didn’t you warn me or have him wet your last finger?”
“Kitten, it’s not all going to be easy taking my cock. You also needed a bit of prep for what the force of it is going to feel like when I slam it home.” Mike said with confidence dripping from his voice. Mike continued to push his hand in and out of my wife, while she made little moaning sounds with each thrust. She began to rise to her peak again, and lifted her ass off the bed, searching for more of his hand. Chuckling, Mike pulled his fingers out of her pussy and let her catch her breath. “No, kitten, you're not going to cum like that, or so quickly.” he said.
Reaching back over his shoulder, he extended his hand to me again, “Clean my hand Jeff, I’m done with it for now”. This time, I was put on the same show as I did with my own, sucking one of his fingers at a time from the base to the tip, getting all of the wetness of my wife off.
“Huh, if I didn’t know better kitten, I would say your husband is gay? Are you sure his admin is a woman?” Mike teased.
“Do you like that, hubby? You have me so confused. Here I am, pussy spread open for another man, he is eating me out better than I have ever been, prepping to take his huge cock, and there you are, penis in hand, stroking for me, trying not to cum while you suck my juice off of his fingers, and in a way that makes me wonder if he isn’t right. I mean, you did swallow his cum earlier, and from how hard you got, you enjoyed it.” my wife said.
Ashamed of everything she said, I had stopped stroking my dick. “Did I tell you to stop playing with yourself?” she demanded. I started stroking again, wondering if she was right. What has gotten into me, am I enjoying this more than just trying to win her back?
“Ok, kitten, prep time is almost over. Now it’s your turn to cum. You need to cum to relax for the main event. I promised you the best pussy eating orgasm you’ve ever had, and I keep my promises,” he said as he lowered his face to her erect clit.
“Jeff, I’m going to cum soon, Mike is really really good, and I want to watch you cum when I do. I want to know that you … so desperately … want to please me that I have complete control over your orgasm. I don’t really care if you enjoy it, but I want to see you shoot for me when I tell you. Do you want to please me? Are you so fucked up that you will stroke your penis, and spurt your load into the air, while watching another man suck my clit and making me cum like you never have?”
“Oh yes baby, I want that so bad” I moaned as my hand moved faster. “You don’t get to call me baby, remember. Try again” she demanded. “Yes Rebecca, I want to cum for you so badly, I want to watch Mike make you cum”.
“Better”, she said.
All this time, Mike had been slowly working his tongue, fingers, and mouth over her dripping wet cunt. I watched as he slipped a finger down toward my wife’s ass. No way will she let him play there, that will never happen. As his slick finger reached her puckered asshole, he began to rub it around the entrance, and began to suck her now engorged clit with his lips, pulling the whole thing into his pursed lips like a tiny cock. As I expected, he began to push his finger harder against her ass, and my wife let out a little ‘no!...’, as he quickly thrust his finger deep into her ass, she quickly followed it with “oh god, no, don’t stop….I’m getting closer, your finger feels so good in my ass, so dirty. I’ve never wanted that before. I’m such a whore, but your whore, my husband has his whore, I can be yours” she moaned.
Her hips started working faster against his face, and her motions became stronger, pushing her pussy into his mouth. I'm so ashamed of everything that has happened, but my orgasm is building, I am transfixed on the scene in front of me. My wife, laying on her back on the edge of the bed, one leg draped over Mike’s shoulder as he kneels in front of her, her other leg spread wide. Mike's face buried in her wet snatch as she lifts her ass off the bed in time with his rhythm, I can see his heavy balls and half hard dick swaying between his legs. The visuals are almost too much for me. I can feel my orgasm building even more, I can barely hold back, and I know she is going to cum soon, please please cum so I can shoot my load, I thought desperately.
She grabbed the back of Mike’s head and pushed his face deeper into her cunt, while she increased the speed of her movements, arching her back and ass off the bed to mirror his sucking of her clit. "Suck my pussy baby, it feels so wonderful." He obeyed, doubling his efforts.
“Stroke faster Jeff, faster I said, and when you cum, I want you to cum into your hand, I don't want a mess to clean up, remember? Nothing on the floor" she barely articulated between her moans.
Yes, I'll remember." I replied, and I increased the speed and power of my strokes. Her eyes were locked on my hand as it stroked my dick, her movements became faster, and she screamed 'I'm cumming!"
Her hips worked back and forth against his face, and her mouth opened, screaming 'O fuck, O fuck, O fuck! Her whole body seemed to be going into a spasm, shaking all over, and her pussy pulsed, flooding his mouth, and his fingers, as she came all over his face.
I had never seen her cum like that, and I was so engrossed in the view that I almost forgot to catch my cum in my left hand as instructed. The image of her orgasming for Mike was so powerful, I started shooting my load. I felt the warmth of the first spurt of cum hit my left hand. Splash after splash of warm cum flowed into my palm. As my orgasm subsided, I looked down to see my spent penis laying next to the warm white puddle in my hand. It was the biggest load I think I have ever produced, jealousy, I realized it was half the size of the one Rebecca had coaxed from Mike.
"Oh look, his penis shot out a load for me. That –was– entertaining." she said sarcastically after catching her breath. "Now clean it up, you know the drill, you liked Mike’s so much, let's see how you feel about your own.”
"What? my own cum, why? I get that you wanted to humiliate me with his, but why my own?” I pleaded. She smiled, and said, “because I can”. Her tone was matter-of-fact, and I knew she was right. "You try to have me suck you off all the time, and beg me to swallow every time, and when I don't you make me feel like shit. You know I don’t even like it in my mouth, so I prefer to pull away before you cum and finish you that way, spilling on the floor, your stomach, my chest, I try to make it fun for you, but you try to be sneaky and not tell me, don’t you? You think you are so sly. But I know why you do it. You want to have power over me. Now it’s my turn, so I want you to see what it is like. I want you to taste your cum, and maybe next time, if there is a next time, you won't pressure me. Now put that load in your mouth and slurp it down while we watch." she said forcefully.
I had no idea she thought of it that way. No idea she hated giving me head so much. Just a few minutes ago, she sucked Mike’s cock like a demon, and let him cum in her mouth. No complaints then and it got her so horny, she had to stop playing with herself before she came. Now she is telling me she hates it, and my punishment for trying to force the issue is eating my own load. With my orgasm over, the ick factor of it all came crashing home, but my mind had not changed, I knew now that I did love my wife desperately, and wanted her back badly, wanted her to do to me, and think of me like she does Mike. I had no choice.
I brought my hand to my face and let my load slide into my mouth like a slimy oyster. I felt the warmth of my cum on the coolness of my tongue as I choked down the taste of my own semen. I swallowed it down, and she said, 'good boy' in a tone that implied I was being punished for not swallowing it sooner. "Did you enjoy that, hubby?" she asked.
"No", I meekly replied.
"I don't believe you, your penis is getting hard again. In fact, usually after you cum, you go soft and roll over to sleep. I think you like cum, you are getting harder than before. Are you gay like Mike said? I wonder what your slut admin would think right now, seeing you gulp down all that cum. Tell me this Jeff, is she good at sucking your penis, does she swallow like you do?" she asked.
I didn't know how to answer, my admin was great at sucking cock, and yes, she swallowed, but there was no way I was going to say that here.
"Not going to answer me, huh? Well, I guess you will have to show me so I can judge. Jeff, get over here and start sucking Mike's cock like she does your penis, and I will judge. You should have answered me truthfully when you had the chance" Rebecca said.
"Mike, are you good with that? Will you judge how good he is, and by proxy his slutty admin? See if I have any competition to worry about?” said my wife.
"Sure kitten" grunted Mike.
"No way am I going to suck a guy's dick" I blurted out. I had reached my limit.
"Oh really, well then I will be filing the papers tomorrow, and I will be telling everyone it's because I caught you sucking a stranger's dick. So damned if you do, damned if you don't." she threatened. Oh, and in case you are thinking of denying my story, look on the dresser, see our video camera there? Yeah, I erased our wedding videos to clear space to record tonight's revenge. I will edit it as I see fit, and send a copy of you jerking off and eating your cum to everyone I can think of. You will be ruined, and my story of you being gay will be proven. If I can’t get my revenge here tonight, I will get it that way, and I will continue to fuck Mike. Really a win-win for me. So. again, your choice” she yelled.
I could see no way out, and I just needed to get this over with. Sucking a dick under duress does not make me gay, right?. I moved over to the side of the bed, and sat down, leaning over, I took his cock in my mouth. It was huge. It was uncomfortable at first to put it in my mouth, and I remembered what Rebecca had done. I let the spit slide down the shaft, used that as lube to slide my hand up and down his cock while my mouth sucked on the head. The taste was…different. Not bad, not good, and not something I would seek out.
“How do you like giving a blowjob”, Rebecca said sarcastically. Do you enjoy it? Do you want Mike to push your head down on his massive prick, choking you? Do you want him to not tell you when he is about to cum, surprising you with a load in your mouth? Are you going to think differently if I ever offer to suck your penis again?” she almost screamed. She was getting very worked up, her face getting redder, the words spilling out. “Do you like the feel of a real cock in your mouth?”. There it was, I was so shocked to hear the raw truth from her that I stopped what I was doing and looked her in the eyes. I now knew for certain how she felt about my dick, and about blowing me. Tears began to roll down my cheeks from the sting of her words, or the effect of Mike’s cock. I don’t know which.
“Did I tell you to stop?” said Mike as he pushed the back of my head back towards his dick. “Kitten, I didn’t know he was such an ass about blow jobs, but say the word and I will let him understand how uncomfortable what he did to you can be. Is that what you want, kitten?”
“Yes, I heard her whisper. Make him understand how it feels. If I am ever going to do that to him again, I want him to truly know the gift I am giving. I want him to appreciate the effort. I gave freely to you Mike, because I could tell you understood and are grateful for the sharing. I knew you would reciprocate in kind, and you did. When I blow him, he pushes my head down hard, berates my effort, or begs me to do something I don’t want. And when I say no, he tries to be sneaky, not warning me, shooting his cum in my mouth unwanted. I feel violated, cheap, and unloved when he does that. Then my payback is a mediocre orgasm, when he can give me one. Mike, I want you, To. Make. Him. Understand.”
This time she was laying bare her feelings about our sex life in such detail that I knew without a doubt this was not part of the revenge, this was deeply personal, years of pent up resentment were being unleashed. I felt so ashamed, so disgusting. I couldn’t stop the flow of tears down my face. How could I have been such an asshole? Being horny is no excuse for treating her that way. I wanted to say I was sorry, but Mike pushed my head down hard, forcing more and more of his thick cock into my mouth.
“Ok, kitten. Enjoy the show, I’m going to demonstrate to your husband what it's been like for you. I’ll stop anytime you want, but he will appreciate you after this, I promise.” he said forcefully.
Not letting go of my head, Mike stood up, dragging me with him, attached to his cock, and pushed my back against the edge of the bed. My wife crawled over to the edge and sat. She leaned in, inches away from my face, watching intently. A smile slowly spread across her face. “I don’t know why, but this is turning me on Mike. Is it the revenge, is it the helpless look on his face, or is it just seeing your fantastic dick in his mouth? She spread her legs and began to slowly rub her pussy.
“Maybe you need some incentive,” she said, bringing one of her pussy soaked hands up to the base of Mike's shaft. She smeared her juices there, giving it a little stroke. “Now, Mike, make him taste what I left for him, maybe that will improve his style.” she whispered.
With this, the pressure on the back of my head increased, and more of Mike’s cock was forced into my mouth. I placed my hands on his thighs trying to push away, but he was too strong, and inch after inch of his thick meat entered my mouth, forcing my jaw wide. I was gasping for air. And he pulled back a bit so I could breathe.
“Now Jeff, This next part is going to be tricky for you, but if you don’t relax your throat and mimic swallowing, it’s going to hurt … a lot.” Mike warned.
The pressure increased on the back of my head, and as I passed the halfway mark of his huge cock, I couldn’t breathe. All I could do as the relentless pressure continued, was to relax my throat as much as possible, and pretend I was swallowing. I started to gag, and the urge to throw up hit me hard, then passed with a ‘pop’ I could feel more than hear, as Mike’s cock slid into my throat. I could finally breathe a little through my nose. My mouth was watering a constant stream of saliva, running out of the corners of my mouth. My eyes too were streaming tears. I’m not sure if it was his cock, the sting of my wife’s words, or the humiliation of throating her boyfriend's dick. There was so much cock in my mouth and throat. That had to be enough, but I could still see more shaft between my mouth and Mike’s flat stomach. His hand pushed against my head again.
“There you go Jeff, now you have the hang of it. But, it’s not just all about taking it in, so get your hand off my thigh, wrap it around my shaft, and stroke me like I saw you doing yourself earlier. You look like you have a lot of practice stroking at least your own dick.” said Mike.
“Penis, Mike, remember to call his a penis, we want to be precise.” said my wife, inches away from my face. I reached up, wrapping my fingers around his cock while I sucked, Slowly stroking the space left.
Suddenly my wife leaned forward, looking down toward my crotch. “Holy shit, Mike. He’s hard again. He is enjoying you forcing him to suck your cock. I really don’t know what to think. I know why I am enjoying it, but look at him”
I suddenly realized that I had removed my right hand from Mike’s other thigh, and had started stroking my dick without even realizing. Wow, maybe I was enjoying this too much. I am so confused, I don't know what to think. I’m too horny again to think straight.
“Well then, I'm not giving him the right education”, said Mike as he slammed the rest of his cock down my throat in one swift thrust. My face was pressed against his flat stomach, his short hairs scratching against my nose. My hand had been pushed aside with the force of his thrust. I could taste my wife's pussy on my lips from what she had left for me. I couldn't move my jaw, lips, or even move. His whole manhood was buried deep in my throat. I was seeing stars.
“Remember, I said it’s not just about deepthroating, show us some style.” he said, as he pulled my hair back, pulling his cock almost all the way out of my mouth, and thrust it all the way back in. Over and over, he fucked my face. My throat was raw, my eyes were streaming. I lost count how long this abuse went on. I looked over at my wife, she was glued to the scene. She had grabbed the video camera from the dresser and was holding it inches from my face.
“How do you like sucking cock, husband? How does it feel to be helpless, not in control? You are honestly doing a better job than I did. I couldn’t take that much, he’s so huge. Mike, is he doing a good job, is he going to make you cum?” she narrated for the camera.
“He’s not as good as you, he’s just along for the ride, no passion, no enthusiasm. I’m not going to be able to cum this way” said Mike.
“Let me make it more realistic for him,” Rebecca said. “Please baby, suck my dick, please, if you love me you will. I want to cum in your mouth, I want you to swallow. If you love me you will. Please please please, all the other wives do it for their husbands, it's not so bad”, she said in a high-pitched version of my voice.
I was humiliated and aroused. I now understood how hard pleasuring a man this way could be, I just wanted it to be over, but also, secretly, I think I was enjoying it. Why was I enjoying it?
“Here let me help you baby”, she said to Mike. Reaching up to push my hand away, and taking Mike’s shaft in her hand, she started stroking him in time with his thrusts into my throat. “Oh, now that feels good”, Mike groaned. “A little dry, but good”
“I think I can fix that”, she said, getting to her knees. “Awww, my hubby is leaking precum again, he’s so turned on. How about I smear that on your cock for lube, baby?”
I realized I was still stroking my erection, and as she reached down, she slapped my hand away from my dick, and slowly ran her finger along the underside, from the base to the tip, collecting all the precum. The sensation of her paying attention to me, even just to collect it for Mike, was overwhelming. I erupted into her hand as she swept across the tip. Rope after rope of my cum shot into her open hand.
Thwack!, went her hand across my face. “You made a mess in my hand, you prejack asshole. I never told you to cum, and from sucking my new boyfriend's cock, no less. You gay pervert.” she yelled in my ear.
“Well, we know how to fix this, " she wrapped her cum covered hand around Mike's shaft and pumped furiously using my load as lube. She pulled her hand away and wiped every bit she could on the base of Mike’s dick, finger by finger, and said “Mike?, Mike pushed hard on the back of my head while giving a big thrust with his hips, again burying his huge pole in my throat, his cum slid into my mouth along with his base, and I was truly humiliated. “God kitten, that feels great, give me your hand again while I fuck his throat,” he said. Rebecca reached up again and started stroking him, with her other hand cupping his balls. I felt him push my head away from his cock, giving me a temporary reprieve. He looked down at my wife and said "I have two more good loads in me tonight. One is for your pussy, where do you want the other?
"Well, I think Jeff should get the full experience don't you?" she said.
“Oh, and don’t warn him. It will be our little sneaky secret.” she whispered so I could hear.
Mike grabbed the back of my head, and pushed my mouth back onto his huge cock, stretching my mouth wide. I knew what was going to happen, and I felt like I might throw up. I couldn't get enough air, and the whole experience was just too much. I understood the anxiety of not knowing when it was going to happen, but knowing it was going to.
She placed the camera on the dresser, framing us, capturing all the action, and resumed her position on the edge of the bed, legs splayed, one hand rubbing her clit, the other pumping the base of Mike’s shaft in time with his deep thrusts into my throat.
"Open up and take it all in your mouth, my cheating husband," Rebecca said
The deep thrusts into my throat continued for what felt like an eternity. His pistoning into my mouth, and my wife's hand on his shaft became a blur. I could feel myself becoming erect again. Oh god, what is happening to me?
"Let me help you, I'm getting bored and I want to be fucked", she said in my ear as she reached around and grabbed my hand and placed it on Mike's balls, slowly rolling them. "Oh, I almost forgot how we got here, your slut of an admin, and how good she is sucking dick. If this is the best you can do, then your admin must be a terrible cocksucker. Does she swallow like you wish I did?" I mumbled 'yes' around the girth of Mike's dick, trying to score at least one point. "Well then, we have to be true to the test, you will suck and swallow every last drop of Mike's load, and he is not going to tell you when, for the real experience. Now, as you do it more often, you will begin to see the signs when a man is about to explode. Yes, I know you think you can hide it, but you can’t. Men start to tense up, thrust uncontrollably, your penis swells, your breathing quickens, your hand grips our head, your mouth seeks our nipple, and your balls tighten, all just before you blow your load. If you know the signs, you can control the outcome. So, yes. You thought you were getting one over on me, but I let you cum in my mouth sometimes just to shut you up. But Mike doesn't care about shutting you up, so he is not going to tell you.” she said.
I could feel Mike's hands on the back of my head start to push harder, and as his pace increased. I felt the load building in his balls where my wife held my hand against him, and it was getting closer and closer to coming out. His body started to tremble, and his breath came faster until finally he made a loud groan, pulled my hair tight, and shot his load deep into my mouth and throat. It was hot, salty, gooey, it was cum. Oh god, there was so much of it. What didn’t shoot straight down my throat, coated every bit of my mouth. As Mike pulled his cock out with a loud pop, my wife gave him one last stokke from the base to the tip, milking out every drop into my mouth.
I stumbled back away from the bed, and back to my chair. "Well, surprisingly you appear to have enjoyed taking the cum directly, look how hard you are again, this is a record for you." said Rebecca. I collapsed back into my chair, my head spinning, my mouth full of his cum, at least what didn't shoot down my throat. I knew what was coming, so I swallowed it before she could demand it of me.
Swallowing it down was tough, but I did it. It was actually easier this way since most of it shot down my throat. She saw me swallow it, and she gave me a little smile. “That’s a good little cocksucker. Hard work isn’t it, with a terrible prize at the end. Now you will appreciate me if I ever do that for you again. She said maliciously.
Turning to her new lover, placing one hand on her hip, Rebecca asked, "Now, Mike, how was he? If he was faithful to his admin's style, who was better, her or me?"
"His admin is a terrible cocksucker, you are much much better kitten. He, I mean she, does get points for the swallow though" chuckled Mike.
Continued in Part 3...
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[F] My husband found a way to get me excited and wet in 2 seconds
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He discovered this not long ago, I love being dominated like a bitch, so he grabs me by the neck like the slut I am while l'm touching myself with one of my favorite toys and he mugs my ear like he could fuck my friends in front of me while I'm tied to a chair helplessly and doomed to watch them do it.
It literally drives me crazy, I want to fuck like a whore and I wet the sheets like there was a flood. 🥵
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[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 10)
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‘’Remember the other night you didn’t know I was watching and you did your business? I want to watch you do it again. But this time in proper light, not just the dim light of your phone,’’ she said that softly looking at me as she sat there in her bed. This was the night after we pleasured ourselves together on the couch.
Nothing much happened after that evening on the couch. Mum came home, we enjoyed the dinner and then we all went to bed after watching some tv together. My sister seemed content in bed and read for a bit and she soon turned her light off saying night. We didn’t talk about the events that took place earlier that evening. Maybe we were too embarrassed? I don’t know. I am sorry to disappoint some of the commentators.
I was in my bed scrolling through my phone and I got instant erection when she said that she wanted to watch me wank.
‘’and you will have to take it out of your pjs. I want to see it shooting. I know you like to watch porn so play some porn when you do it. I want you to repeat what you did that night,’’ she continued and then switched on her side lamp. The room was dimly lit with both our lamps on the side. I was rock hard after hearing what she wanted me to do. I remembered every detail about that night because it was the first time I had wanked this openly close to my sister and finding out later that she saw me doing it made the night extra special so I wasn’t going to forget anything.
I looked at her, she was sitting there very relaxed in a T-shirt. She had pillows under her right arm and was laying half up on her right side facing towards me.
Without saying a word I pulled my phone out and started to search for porn. I searched for a girl with big boobs and started to watch a video where she was being eaten out by a guy as she sucked him off. I then pulled my blanket and pjs down exposing my rock hard cock to my sister. I started to gently rub my cock. Knowing that she was looking at my cock had made me extremely horny. I saw my sister adjusting her body as she looked at my cock and saw her hand sliding down in her pjs.
Then I remembered another detail from that night. I had cum in my hand and my sister had asked me to see it. ‘’Maybe, she would want to see it again. And this time maybe she would touch my cum,’’ I thought to myself and the thought of my sister touching my cum got me going really hard.
My cock was now solid and I was rubbing my cock with a pace that I couldn’t have maintained for long without cumming. All my attention was focused on the phone screen. I almost forgot for a second that my sister was just a few feet away watching me rub my cock.
Just then I saw my sister sitting up in her bed. My attention moved to her and then I saw her taking her shirt off right in front of me. Shirt came off and I could see her sitting there in a black bra. It was a lightly padded laced bra which looked extremely sexy on her. Just then I saw both her hands move to her back and she unhooked her bra. My heart probably stopped for a second. I was about to see her tits again. Tits which had lit a fire inside me when I saw them for the first time just a couple of weeks ago. She unhooked her bra, pulled the strap off her shoulders and took the bra away from her tits. Her tits shook and bounced a little as she pulled her bra off.
I had my jaw open as I saw her tits. She really has perfect, round, perky and a handful of tits. I could see her red thick nipples which were poking out and looked very hard. I was wanking hard watching my sister’s bare perfect breasts. I had to slow down as I didn’t want to cum so early, now that I could watch her topless.
She then leaned back on her bed facing towards me. She was watching me jerk as I watched her tits. I had completely forgotten by then that I had porn playing. I was looking at her big round tits jiggle as she rubbed herself.
I knew I was getting close. I was only a few strokes away. She could probably see this on my face. Just then she threw her bra towards me.
‘’I want you to finish in this,’’ she demanded.
It had pushed me over the edge. I dropped my phone and tried to arrange her bra next to my cock as much as I could. I was ready to explode. I saw at my sister’s breasts again, and just exploded. Ropes of thick hot cum erupted from my cock and landed on the inside of both cups of her bra. Seeing her topless drained my balls completely. Shot after shot erupted from my cock and landed in her bra and she saw everything. I dropped myself on my bed to catch my breath as my body just kept shaking and my toes curled. As I was breathing hard, I looked towards her. She pulled her hand out of her pjs and did a gesture with her hand as she pointed towards her bra. She wanted it back. I closed both cups together and threw it towards her. Bra landed on her belly. She picked it up and sat up on the bed. She opened her bra and looked at it. I knew what she was seeing was my thick cum spread all over her bra. What she did next, I could never have guessed. She put that bra back on her tits. My sister was wearing my cum covered bra. I almost fainted looking at her do this. Her nipples and her boobs were now covered with my cum. She then lay back down in bed and closed her eyes. She inserted one hand inside her pjs and started to rub herself really hard. She was now squeezing her tits with the other hand. I had never seen her squeeze her tits before. She was really going for it on both her tits. It seemed that she wanted to rub my cum all over her tits.
She didn’t last long after that and soon she was cumming hard, trying to hold her moans and curling into a ball. I was still dropped flat on my bed on my chest watching my sister cumming hard with my cum on her skin. Few minutes past and she said love you, night and switched her lamp off.
‘’Love you,’’ I replied and turned my side lamp off too. Minutes later I was sleeping like a baby. I woke up early the next morning. The room was lit a little with day light. I looked at my sister. She was still sleeping with her back towards me. She was still wearing the bra, no top. Seeing her in that bra made me instantly horny. My dried up cum was still all over my sister’s breasts. I pulled my cock out and had a wonderful wank looking at just her back. I didn’t want any help from porn this time.
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[A/ne] - Hot Tub with Aunt - Random Wednesday Update
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Disclaimer: There will be blood
Note: Last post contained some weblinks I wanted to share. The Mods felt it was best not to share those links, so I removed them and even what the site was called.
I spent a few days looking into BDSM Reddit and how to enter that world. I pretty much figured out to have scissors by a bed if someone is going to be tied up and don't cut off circulation. Then I saw some FAQ posts, an intro post, and then a quiz to take. I looked at the link, saw there were a few questions, and figured we can take this together one day. It'll be a nice icebreaker into sexual communication.
We've been chatting on the phone almost daily, and I never use my phone as a phone. Tuesday, her period started, and she has been just absolutely miserable. Wednesday, she calls me at the worst possible time. I answer the phone but tell her I'm about to head into a meeting. She tells me her cramps are horrible this time and asks if I can fuck her. I can, but it wouldn't be for at least two hours for me to get to her. She asks if we can meet at my house, and I tell her I can be there in an hour. I have to go, and she says she'll leave soon. If you asked me right now what we agreed to in that meeting, I would have no idea. Once it was over and chit-chat started, I excused myself and told my team I have to leave. I arrived home after she had gotten there. She gets out with a gym bag, wearing grey sweatpants and a black jacket. No brightness to her, no smile, almost a scowl on her face. She tells me she "feels gross" and "let's just go inside."
Upstairs she undressed, taking off her jacket, and underneath, she is wearing an oversized t-shirt. Unzipped her gym bag, pulls out a dark towel, and puts it on the bed, asking if we should go on the bed or in the shower. We agree on the shower, and she stripped down into black cotton panties. I have a ledge on the back of the shower that can be used as a seat, but I use it as a shelf. It's all moved by the time I get in there. I then questioned why I'm not hard, and honestly, I told her I am just so stressed and confused about what was going on. I was just at work. We go into the shower stall; she takes off her underwear with a pad in it and kneels down, sucking my dick. It hardens in her mouth, and I'm told to sit on the ledge, which is cold, and I started to go limp a bit. She fucking sighs at me. Laughing, I say it's cold as she glares at me. She again sucks me a bit and says she's not doing this again once we start while slowly sitting down on my dick. She starts off gyrating a bit and I reach for her boobs but am warned that they are extremely sensitive and sore. I'm told not to cum until she can first. I started to tell her that she always cums first when she tells me to shut up. Her fingernail began to brush against my dick as she rubs her clit. Fondling her left breast, I moved my right hand down to her hand and moved it out of the way, assuming I know better than she would at what she enjoys. I do what's worked previously, apply some pressure and rubbed slowly and consistently. I'm directed to go faster, and I comply. She wanted to switch to doggy, with her leaning with her hands on the ledge. I started fucking her and really get a look at this crime scene. My hand had some blood on it, my dick is covered in it, my thighs are now red, and just spreading her cheeks has blood everywhere. I thrust harder, and I get my thumb to her clit. She soon cums after some moans while her body shakes. She asks me if we can stop as she wanted to sit down for a bit.
Her bag is in the other room, and she asks me if I could grab it. She wanted her shower cap, some soaps, and her own washcloth. We shower together, and I lather her body up a bit and helped clean her up. I did massage her breasts, which I loved, but I was aware that I shouldn't spend too much time there. We dry off, and she puts on another pair of underwear with a pad in it.
She wants to lie on the bed and takes the spot with the towel, and I spoon next to her. Soon she falls asleep, and I'm wondering how much time I'm missing from work. My left arm is draped over her, but how long will she sleep? Did she just blue ball me? Her chest is raising and lowering deeply, so she's just out. I move my arm back and roll onto my back, eventually squeezing out of my bed, so I can do some work on my computer.
It was around noon when she woke up. I told her we should eat, and she asked if I could make her a salad. Not wanting just a salad, I offered to bake some chicken to cut up on it. I come back upstairs and tell her everything is ready, but the chicken will need twenty more minutes. I get into bed with her and pull out my iPad, bringing up an amazing quiz I found. I tell her that I found this website (thanks, Reddit!) and that we should take a quiz. I start off, and it's five questions. You answer "Nah," "if partner wants, "or "yep" to questions like should my partner talk dirtier to me or watch porn together. I finish the first five, and then it has probably thirty-more questions. I refuse to select "Nah," and I laugh at a few of them. One asked about period sex and car sex. I hand her the iPad, and she starts going through it, hiding her responses from me. I go downstairs to grab our lunch.
This next part was neuron stimulation overload, and I am most likely missing things, but I referred back to our list to try to remember what happened.
It calculates our results and then presents a list of items we are both open to. The first item is for me to get a sensual massage. We make a joke or two, but then the second choice was have pictures taken by me. She offered her Nikon to me and said I could take real photographs one day, but not for online. There was a specific question about taking online pictures, but she nixed that. We go through the list one by one, talking dirtier, waking each other up to morning sex, watching porn together, 69ing, and then it says for her to swallow my cum. I am sure I had the biggest grin on my face, and I mention that I still never finished. Her response was that she would right here, but we'd have to 69 each other. We decide to continue on the list about each other striping or lap-dancing, being rougher in sex, and have me cum on her face.
The next one says for me to be whipped. My Aunt said if we want to start somewhere, to start with that. Be submissive for me and also be tied down by me was followed by using a vibrator while having sex. She said that was also to be used on me. Be more vocal during sex came up, and then another one that caught me was for her to be double penetrated by me and a toy. Right after it was be anally penetrated by me. Those two just seemed wild at the time. It went on about her wearing stocking and high heels, being watched by me while she masturbates, Pearl necklace, mutually masturbate, using a butt plug, be blindfolded, using restraints on me, showing each other things we like from porn, be spanked by me, and have me wear a vibrating cock ring, be licked anally by me, have me be more vocal, and then there was a section about fondling each other in a public setting. We spoke about our dinner the other night, with her telling me that we knocked that one out, so we don't have to do it again.
Our discussion went to making this a bucket list adventure, but she wanted to prioritize some of them. The list continued with pulling her hair, having sex in a place where you might get caught, have my penis thrust between her breasts, blindfold me, bite me, use mirrors while having sex, sex in a car, and then peg me with a strap-on. It was that point, I realzied I might have made a horrible mistake by never hitting "nah ."I also was wondering what did I hit "yes" for or "if she wants to". Be fingered anally by me and then film ourselves having sex. That one surprised me. Douse ourselves in oil, role play, have sex in the woods or in a park, be bitten by me, use sex furniture, listen to romantic music, be roleplay raped by me, watch me masturbate, have me us a butt plug (I've had a rim job, but never anything inserted), anally finger me, and then another shocker. Well, not the shocker, but let another person/people/couples watch us have sex. My first response was "really?" and she told me it wasn't people we knew she wanted to watch us.
Continuing on, be suspended while having sex, have me sit on her face as I get oral, have sex in front of an outward facing window, have us wear ball gags, like my anus, be whipped by me, go to a strip club, use nipple clamps, spank me, have sex while on period (when we discussed it, she thanked me and said it really helped with cramps). Go to a sex or swingers club came up and I asked if she even knows where one is. She didn't, but said it could be fun. Having her wear a dog collar with a leash, pulling my hair, having me strip for her, have my face slapped during sex, me be spanked by a paddle, drip candle wax on me, roleplay rape me, have sex in a work environment, candle wax dripped on her, giving me a foot job, shaving each other, go to a nudist resort. She tells me about some nude beaches she's been to, but went topless.
We're almost at the bottom of the list and the final one that gets me is watch other couples have sex (live). The list ends with spanking me with a paddle, having me use nipple clamps, slapping my face during sex, and having me wear a dog collar. It was an entertaining discussion, and we talked about everything. There were some questions about an orgy, bringing other people in, and some more public stuff that she was not into.
That quiz we took was wild, and I suggest that to everyone in a relationship, regardless of BDSM. So many things I've done with other people and things I don't quite consider BDSM. It's just a great sex quiz and opens the doors for a crazy adventure. We spoke for a long time about it until she asked about my porn-viewing habits while holding my tablet. I was incredibly confident in what was in that history, so I told her I could show her. Switch tabs, and I'm an idiot. "Cougar Car Sex." A few people gave me advice, not to mention age, and I would like to let you know I am an idiot without you. She laughs though and says that I couldn't just look for car sex; it has to be cougar car sex. I told her she is a classy lady and deserved something nicer. I was just trying to look for tips for a car like mine that wasn't a van or a large SUV. Like I said, idiot. "Emma Bugg" was next, and my Aunt said that she thought I liked boobs since that's all I talk about. In my head, we're not sharing porn here; I am just getting roasted.
The next few items are iterations of Jacuzzi, hot tub, shadyspa, and some other things I found. We made eye contact, and she said nothing. I broke the silence, telling her people fuck in the water, but she said it's just too dry. Silicon lubricant is the answer. I showed her a video, and people are fucking on the side of the hot tub. I switch to another, and they're not quite submerged. It's there, I've seen it, and you all confirmed it for me. Her deal is we can have sex in the hot tub, but she wants to penetrate me in the water. I feel she is joking, but not entirely sure.
We discuss restraints a bit and I talk to her about creating scenes and aftercare. She was wondering if I've done this before, which I said no. I've just been doing research from what she was telling me. I could see her smile forming. Her face was beaming, like a proud parent, telling me that's sweet.
It was enjoyable to be in bed in the middle of the day during the middle of the work week, but she thought it would be best to head home. I gave her a bag with her earrings and thong from before, which was left on the backseat of my car from our last visit. My fault, not hers. We kissed goodbye, and she apologized for leaving me dry but thanked me for making her feel better. She said her cramps hadn't been this painful, and she gets horny but has been extra horny this time. I wanted to discuss with her about seeing each other next weekend. We will be with family at my grandparent's house. I originally thought that would be the next time I saw her, as today was a random surprise. She has not called me or texted me at all since then, but she did feel bad I was missing work and knew I had some catching up to do.
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Kendra Will Do Anything For Her Wealthy Patron p4 (M45/F25/F22) (threesome)(MFF) (escort) (interracial) (big tits)
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Kendra spent the rest of the afternoon, naked on the yacht. She lay out, tanning with a glass of champagne and some grapes, enjoying the gentle rock of the boat, and openly masturbating. She knew the men’s eyes were devouring her body, which only made her hornier. Her patron only watched, perhaps saving up for the evening after being drained so many times that day, and encouraged the captain to take a solo run with his slut.
While bringing the next glass of champagne, Kendra thanked the captain by taking his cock to the back of her throat. Soon, she was getting her delicious body pounded again. Her eyes met her patron’s and started to cum, seeing how entranced and hard her performance made him. She straddled the captain, riding him savagely while the hot sun beamed down, her moans and dirty talk loud and uninhibited. At her patron’s permission, the captain unloaded in Kendra’s sweet pussy.
Finally, they dressed and docked, with Kendra and the patron leaving behind his captain friend. In the hotel, they split to change for dinner and drinks. She knew it wasn’t needed, but Kendra slid into some of the new lingerie and her favorite skintight dress. Already feeling hot and sexy from the lacy underwear, her fiery red dress lifted and pushed together her massive tits, seductively viewed through the deep V. While tight across her taut stomach, her back was fully out and shaped around her ass to frame the perfect peach.
As expected, her patron drooled at the sight of her. If he didn’t have a specific plan for the evening, he seemed ready to rip her clothes off on the spot. All through dinner, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, frequently stuck on her delicious chest but the rest of her body getting full attention as well.
Eventually, they ended up drinking top shelf liquor in a bar where the clientele oozed money. Kendra enjoyed the fancy bar, and found it well worth her patron’s challenge. He challenged her to find the sexiest girl in the bar (besides herself, of course) and convince her to come back with them. “I want to watch you two together before I jump in,” he whispered, eyes flashing hungrily.
In the past, Kendra had danced with or kissed other girls to spark and tease her patron at the time, but she’d actually have to pull the girl on her own and bring her back. At least the first step was easy enough. She quickly fell into a group a women and managed to convince a sexy brunette to come back with them. Her name was Bella and she had tan skin and her patron believed Bella had a perfect ass.
Once in the room, Kendra pounced. Bella was barely in the room before the sexy Kendra had her pinned to the door. They quickly became a swirl of porcelain and olive skin, blonde and brunette hair, lips and hands mashing together. They switched positions so Bella could bury her face in Kendra’s tits, while Kendra peeled up Bella’s tight skirt to squeeze her yoga-toned cheeks. Bella grinded on Kendra’s thigh and extricated her massive tits to lick and grope.
Then, Bella slid down the blonde’s body, pulling up the Kendra’s dress to above her waist. Now on her knees, Bella pulled Kendra’s lace thong down with her teeth and attacked her slit with her tongue. Kendra was surprised but extremely aroused as the woman’s lips and tongue drove into her. On the couch, she saw her patron slowly stroking his cock as he watched, allowing Kendra to imagine switching between Bella’s soft touches and her patron’s rough pounding.
After a shaking, shouting orgasm, she led Bella to the couch. Bella bent at the waist, her mouth now full of cock, while Kendra positioned behind Bella. Her ass was so beautiful, she couldn’t help burying her face in those tight cheeks and lapping furiously. While the patron roughly fucked Bella’s mouth and pulled off the rest of her clothes, Kendra explored the woman’s deliciously sweet juices, suddenly certain this won’t be the last pussy she eats. Getting more adventurous, she climbed, licking Bella’s tighter hole while rubbing her clit. Even muffled by cock, Kendra heard Bella moan as she came hard.
Soon, Kendra was called up to ride her patron, while Bella sucked the blonde’s bouncing tits. He was entranced, watching the sexy duo frolic together and work his cock. He only broke the spell to pull Bella onto the couch to smother his face with her perfect ass. For stability, Bella wrapped her arms around Kendra and as Kendra switched from a devastating bounce to a deliberate grind, Bella hungrily kissed Kendra.
Kendra knew her patron could only feel her body and taste Bella’s. Not that he seemed anything other than ecstatic, but he would probably lose his mind if he saw what else his seductive duo were up to. Their kisses were hot and wet, their tongues dancing as their lips mashed together, and their hands probing and exploring each other’s sexy bodies. Their horniness overflowing and using each other to Mop up the excess.
Taking charge, Kendra lay Bella on her back and climbed on top. Her patron watched their sweaty and hungry embrace for a time before picking through their legs and enthusiastically thrusting into Bella’s wet slit, eliciting a gasp as he began to savage her pussy. Bella managed to free and hand and bury two fingers in Kendra slick slit while the patron pushed a thumb in Kendra’s ass. The women moaned into each other as they worked their hips, extracting more and more pleasure.
The patron pulled out and buried into Kendra next, pounding her from behind. As she came, Bella pinched her nipples and bit her bottom lip, the pinpricks of pain causing explosions of pleasure and involuntary screams of delight. The patron would switch between the girls’ wet slits to extend this magical scene, but soon felt his resistance dried up. He quickly circled to the girl’s faces, and as they sensuously shared wet kisses, he unloaded thick blasts on their steaming faces. Being on the bottom, Bella took more of the load, allowing Kendra to clean her off before their tongues mingled again to share their reward.
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Teddy Reaches Their Goal (NB chaste, M keyholder)
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Teddy’s phone buzzed. #48 had finally replied to the photo they sent, proving mission accomplished.
“29 days later and it finally fits. Good. I’m impressed, slut. I’m running an errand. When I get back you better be hooded ass up on my couch. Your name is with the front desk. Let yourself in”
They took a moment to bask in the brief glory they felt, knowing the power one picture can hold. They scrolled back up to admire the photo of their backside one more time before getting ready.
In the pic, they kneeled, ass to feet, with their slender frame and shoulder-length bleached hair visible. Their ass was pale, outlined by a sun-kissed tan (admittedly artificial), sinking inward toward a pink gash. A hole, perfectly gaped open, so circular a billiard ball could fall right in. They loved how smooth they are. Not a body hair could be spotted, even if someone held a magnifying glass up to them. “Laser hair removal DEFINITELY pays off,” Teddy thought. They couldn’t help but marvel at their own achievement.
Teddy’s phone vibrated one more time, sending a pleasant chill down their spine to the nape of their back. “#48 shared his location with you.”
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About a month earlier, in mid-January, Teddy had met #48, as all good sluts do, in their DMs. #48 followed his brief introduction with photos of himself. A necessary courtesy considering, from his alt account, no face photos were visible. He had a salt and pepper, rugged appearance and kind eyes; the type you’d love to look deeply into as you’re gagging on a foot-long dildo. Teddy replied with a few photos of themself. A face pic, body pic, locked cock, and tight hole.
“Good slut,” #48 said. “What’s a dad have to do to get the keys to that pretty little locked clitty?”
“say the word and they're yours,” Teddy replied, half serious, but vibrating with the idea of handing over control.
“When was the last time someone held your keys?”
“tbh never”
“We’ll have to change that, slut.”
The two of them continued to chat, discussing limits and confirming that they both live in New York and that they’re looking for a Dom/sub relationship. They swapped numbers and moved the conversation over to WhatsApp. Teddy offered to text, but #48 preferred to keep his boys and his toys in separate spaces.
Teddy had spent the last year retweeting videos and photos of guys in all sorts of kinky scenarios from an alt account no one knew about, but in reality, they didn’t have much kink experience. They owned a nub-sized cock cage that they would wear every once in a while when they were alone and a few plugs, but nothing too big. The idea of diving into something more in-depth was novel, but exhilarating.
“i fantasize about a long-term lockup where the only way i can unlock is by reaching a goal,” Teddy added.
“What kind of goal did you have in mind, slut?” #48 replied.
Teddy paused and ran through their rolodex of fantasies in their brain. One desire came up over and over in each scenario they thought of: taking a fist. Fisting had been on the 25 year old’s mind since they happened upon a video on Tumblr nearly a decade prior. They could remember the moans of pleasure, the eyes locked with passion, and couldn’t shake the thought of it ever since.
“i’ve always wanted to take a fist, sir, but never had someone help me train for it,” Teddy typed, nearly shaking from the titillation.
“You’ve come to the right place,” #48 responded. “How’s this sound: you lock your little nub up, meet me at a coffee shop by my place, and put your keys on my keyring. In exchange, I’ll give you a bag with a plug to work into that pretty pink hole of yours. Once you get it in, we can talk about unlocking. Although by then, you’ll probably be so reprogrammed from your lockup that you’ll beg to keep it on.”
“what if i can’t get it in?”
“I have faith in you slut. Now, lock up and meet me at Jumping Bean in Long Island City at 3pm.”
With only two hours to kill until #48’s proposed meeting time, Teddy had quick decisions to make. Do they hand their keys over, without making emergency duplicates, to essentially a stranger? How can they trust that he’ll ever give them back?
Teddy hastily replied, knowing time was ticking. “before we meet, can we establish some ground rules? it’d make it easier to hand you my keys.”
“Of course, slut,” #48 replied, “what did you have in mind?”
Teddy pulled up the notes app on their phone. About five notes down there was one titled “groceries.” Below a list of mundane needs laid what they were in search of. A list of keyholder parameters they had written on a late subway ride home. They copied and pasted into Whatsapp.
“1. as a keyholder, you are entitled to daily check-ins on-demand. check-ins will include a photo of my locked nub, a description of how i’m feeling, and details on any hole stretching i’ve done.
2. as a sub, i will not alter my physical appearance or endure anything too painful/that will harm me.
3. while locked, i will train my hole on a schedule provided by my dom.
4. while locked, i will not be allowed to cum via cock/cage stimulation. no vibrators or touching of the cage is permitted, unless it’s for cleaning. this is non-negotiable.
5. i may play with other guys while locked, but must get Sir’s permission first. Sir may ask for photos/videos of me playing with others and i must oblige.
6. in case of an emergency, you will unlock me if needed. i reserve the ability to call this off and unlock immediately. Sir must oblige.”
“Seems fair enough,” #48 replied. “As long as the keys are on my ring and I know you’re being a good slut.”
“Thank you, sir.”
An hour later, Teddy drew a heart on the keys to their cock cage in red sharpie and dropped them in a ziplock bag with a note saying, “take good care of them.” They made their way down the three flights of stairs from their walkup apartment on the Upper East Side and began to walk to the subway. Their cage rubbed against their jeans with every step, reminding them of the challenge they were about to take on.
They were nervous about handing their keys to an almost stranger, but was ready to take the risk. After all, they could just break the cage off if the situation came down to that…right?
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This is the story of an attractive and innocent young woman [F25] fulfilling her most secret and intimate fantasy, told from her perspective [cheating] [hotel sex] [creampie kink]
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In my early teens I was always slightly bookish and overweight so, although I had started to notice the boys at that age, none of them ever seemed to notice me. However, by my late teens I was genuinely happy with the way I looked. I felt that I had grown up into a real woman and, although the boys I had grown up with still didn't seem to give me much attention, I was hopeful that I would be able to make up for being neglected for so many years when I started college.
I met Devon in my first few weeks of college. I was 18 and he was a postgraduate student a few years older than me. We clicked straight away and it was less than a month before we were in a relationship and only a month or so after that before we started having sex. He was fairly sexually experienced by the time we met but I had never so much as kissed another man and, although I have never been able to understand this, he always made it clear to me that the fact I had never been with anyone else was important to him.
After I graduated, we moved in together and both ended up with reasonably well-paid jobs with decent prospects and we started making plans for the future. We agreed that we should spend the next few years focussing on our careers and enjoying our freedom before seriously considering getting married and starting a family. On the outside, I'm sure it looked like we had the perfect relationship with good jobs, a comfortable situation and an active social life. However, nothing is ever really perfect.
My desire to be seen as a beautiful and sexy woman was still as strong as ever but Devon's idea that I had never been with another man seemed to develop over time into a possessive and puritanical view of me and my body. We both liked to have sex regularly and he was not a selfish lover. He had a magic and gentle touch that he used to make me cum after we had sex if he hadn’t been able to make me cum during. However, whereas he was happy with completely vanilla missionary sex a few nights a week, this never came close to giving me what I needed.
Something that I often fantasised about was getting back home from a night out with friends and, as soon as our door was closed, I would imagine Devon forcing me down on my knees and making me suck his cock, and then him throwing me over the sofa, pulling up my dress and taking me roughly, eventually leaving me exhausted and used. When I shared this with him and suggested that we act this out, he told me that he did not like to think of me that way. I tried this kind of thing a few times, even trying out surprising him by wearing sexy lingerie, but he always rejected my attempt to try anything new. These experiences made me feel so deflated and unsexy. I wanted to have my femininity and sexuality validated, but the way Devon treated me brought me back to being the fat girl that all the boys ignored, and over the years my resentment for him over this grew. Eventually I gave up and resigned myself to having a boring and unsatisfying sex life.
One evening over a couple of glasses of wine I shared this with my mother, expecting her to approve of Devon's puritanical view of me and encourage me to accept my situation. However, to my surprise she seemed concerned about me. She explained to me how important it is for a woman to be sexually fulfilled in a relationship and that there are many different ways a woman can achieve this. She then told me about her brother's wife, my aunt Linda, who with my uncle's consent would regularly have sex with other men. She even told me about the secret symbol that Linda and other women like her use to discreetly indicate that they are sexually available even when they are in a relationship, an ankle bracelet on their right ankle. I felt so jealous of my aunt Linda and wondered what it would be like to have that kind of sexual freedom in my relationship.
It was clear to me that there wasn't any point in even considering whether Devon would be open to letting me have sex with other men yet the idea that my own mother had implanted in my mind blossomed and I found the idea of having sex with other men without Devon ever finding out incredibly arousing. I started to fantasise regularly about meeting a stranger in a secret place and letting him do things to me that I knew Devon would never do. I got especially aroused by the fantasy of allowing another man to cum inside me, not because I wanted to get pregnant (if I ever got pregnant, I knew I wanted it to be by Devon), but because I felt that that was the strongest symbol of a man's desire for my body and I knew that committing such an intimate act with another man would be the greatest violation of Devon's puritanical and possessive view of me.
I knew there were men in my life who would have sex with me if I let them although they were all men that had a connection with me or Devon and I would never be able to be sure that Devon would not find out. I felt that one of the most important elements of my fantasy was feeling safe that Devon could never know what I was doing and the thought of actually doing something that could put our relationship in jeopardy and that could be so hurtful to him made my stomach turn. So for years it seemed my fantasy would forever remain a fantasy.
xXx
My job involved occasionally attending skills courses in various cities across the country. I didn't particularly like travelling or being away from home although attending these courses was required for career progression so I found myself going on two or three per year. After a few years in the job, I was offered an opportunity to attend a specialist week-long course halfway across the country. This one was a little different because it was outside my usual field so nobody else on the course was in my profession and none of the small group of friends or acquaintances that I had made by attending the other courses over the past few years were going.
The course was held in a large conference centre in the middle of a city. The conference centre had a hotel attached in which everyone on the course stayed, and a nice restaurant where all of our meals were pre-paid. I arrived on the first day and entered a seminar room with a few dozen people already there, mostly my age or a few years older. I ended up sitting on the front row with a group of three people who seemed to already know each other and looked friendly. One of them was a guy called David, who I ended up sitting next to, and his two friends were Carla and Claire.
David and I chatted a bit and he was nice and even a little flirty, although I mentioned Devon in passing a few times to make sure he didn't get the wrong idea. I was trying to come across as fun and interesting and I thought I was doing a good job. However, I started to get irritated by two people behind us talking over the lecturer and eventually I turned around and asked them, perhaps so politely as to seem patronising, to be quiet.
"you're such a little goody two-shoes aren't you" David said, and Carla and Claire laughed.
That night, after my nightly call with Devon, I lay awake in bed recalling the exchange with David and found it strange that I was so fixated on what David thought of me and why I couldn't stop thinking about ways of making him think I wasn't the "little goody two-shoes" he thought I was.
Then suddenly, with a wave of excitement, I was struck by a realisation. I was clearly attracted to David and it seemed quite obvious that he was attracted to me too. We had also established during our conversation that we were from different ends of the country and didn't have any connection with each other what so ever. Was it possible that I could have sex with David this week without there being any chance of Devon finding out? The possibility of fulfilling my biggest fantasy started to get me wet and I fell asleep to a quivering orgasm thinking of a secret sexual encounter with the man I had only met that morning.
David, Carla, Claire and I spent most of our time together over the next few days and I became a temporary member of their little clique. On the second to last night, we all arranged to go out together and eventually ended up going to a night club. It was already late when we got in and it was extremely dark and noisy. The air was filled with mist and beams of light and the dance floor was just a chaotic mass of people. I got a little drunk but still felt very much in control of myself.
When I could see that Carla and Claire had gone to the bar and left me and David alone, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the middle of the crowded dance floor, pressed my body into his and, after a few moments of confusion, he seemed to understand what I was doing and we started kissing. I had done this almost completely on impulse and I barely realised that this was already crossing a huge line for me. The music was too loud for us to say anything to each other, but we communicated with our bodies and as we kissed I started to feel his cock getting hard and pressing against me. The idea of opening up my body to this man and allowing him inside me suddenly felt real.
Then out of nowhere a group of drunk students crashed into us and I was separated from David and stumbled a few steps into the writhing mass of people. I immediately turned around to try to reorient myself and get back to David but all I saw were strangers' faced. After a minute or so I found Carla and Claire and they told me that they had just seen David and that he had said something about not feeling well and gone back to the hotel. My heart absolutely sank to the pit of my stomach. I could not understand why he would leave now and I spent another hour with them hoping that they were mistaken and that I would see David again before I headed back to the hotel and went to bed with that familiar feeling of foolishness and rejection.
The next morning I woke up to a message from David apologising for taking advantage of me while I was drunk and saying that he should never have done it when he knew that I had a boyfriend. I immediately felt angry. Was another man really trying to police what I could do with my body!? I took a few moments to calm down and just replied to tell him that it was no problem, and started to tell myself that I never really wanted to go through with it anyway.
xXx
The last day of the course was slightly awkward with David avoiding me but towards the end of the day he came over to me when Carla and Claire weren't around.
"I think it would be good for us to have a chat to clear the air after last night" he said.
I agreed that we needed to talk, although only because I got the sense that the real reason he wanted to talk was that he was having second thoughts about rejecting me. I didn't suggest that we go to a bar since we would be likely to drink and I didn't want to give him an excuse to turn me down for the same reason as last night. Instead, I suggested that I come to his room a couple of hours after dinner and he agreed.
As I had only packed for the course, after the last class had finished I quickly headed out to buy something that I thought I might need. I went to a fairly high-end department store and headed to the lingerie section where I picked out some black lace-top hold-up stockings and a pair of tiny black lace panties. It was such a thrill to openly walk around the store with these items and hand them over to the cashier with the secret thought of what I was planning to do with them. The thought of stopping off at the drug store too to pick up some condoms didn't even enter my mind.
After dinner I had my call with Devon just before my usual bedtime and told him I would be having a shower and getting an early night before driving back home first thing the following morning, my tummy filled with butterflies just from telling him this little lie. Afterwards I jumped in the shower and washed my body, pleased that I had happened to shave my legs a few evenings before and so didn't have to bother now. I didn't wash my hair as I didn't want to have to take the time to dry it. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself but instead of getting into bed, I got ready meet David.
I took the black lace panties, feeling the light and delicate fabric on my fingertips, and carefully pulled them on and positioned them around my hips. I then opened the stockings and pulled them on over my legs, carefully positioning the tacky silicone against my skin at the very top of my thighs and then and running my hands over my slender legs to smooth out the fabric. I could not resist standing in front of the mirror to admire my body adorned in this underwear in which I was so unused to seeing myself. I imagined standing in front of David like this and how he might react. It made me feel so feminine and sexy.
I then put on a knee-length ruffle skirt so my stockings would look like ordinary pantyhose to anyone seeing me outside, and a blouse that I knew looked good on me without a bra. I applied a little makeup, arranged my hair, carefully checked myself front and back in the mirror and then quietly crept out of my room
xXx
I arrived at David's room and knocked on the door. I immediately heard footsteps and only a few moments later he opened the door. Without saying anything I quickly stepped in and closed the door behind me. He was dressed very casually in grey sweatpants and a t-shirt and made a very nice comment about how nicely I was dressed. He seemed nervous, as if he had been over thinking what had happened yesterday and didn't quite know what to say, but I did.
"I know this is our last night together and I don't want to waste any time" I said "What happened last night was what I wanted to happen, and I still want it to happen".
"I'm really not sure that this is what you should be doing" he said, without much conviction.
"Well, if you don't want me then I should just go" I replied immediately.
The moment of hesitation after I said that was all the confirmation I needed. I turned the light off so the only light was the dim glow from a TV screen, stepped forward, put my arms around his waist and kissed him. He hesitated at first, but I think more out of surprise than reluctance, and then put his arms around me and began to passionately kiss me back.
After a minute or so I broke the kiss but maintained eye contact with him as I sank down to my knees in front of him. I switched my attention to unbuckling his belt and unfastening his trousers so I could pull them down together with his underwear to reveal his cock. He was already getting hard and he sprang out of his underwear as I pulled them down, sending a waft of his manly scent into my face. I allowed his cock to brush against my nose and cheeks before I took it in my hand and began caressing the tip with my lips and tongue, taking in the salty and sweaty taste of it. When I felt that he was hard enough, I put my hands on his bare ass and forced my mouth down onto his cock to take it as far down my throat as I could before gagging and twisting my head away. I wiped the huge ribbons of saliva from between my mouth and his cock.
"You must be uncomfortable down there" he said.
He was right. I had been so focussed on pleasuring him that I hadn't realised that my knees were starting to hurt as the only thing between them and the rough carpet floor was the thin material of my stockings.
"shall we move to the bed?" he went on as he gestured over to the large double just a few feet behind me.
I didn't say anything and just stood back up, unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor, and pulled my blouse over my head to reveal my body now dressed only in the stockings and tiny black lace panties that I had bought for him earlier. He just stood there and looked at me for a moment, his wide-open mouth gradually turning into an excited smile and his eyes going from wide open in surprise to serious and hungry with lust.
"I'm feeling a little underdressed over here" I said.
I slowly backed away from him and fell back onto the bed as he began undressing himself. Once he was completely naked he followed me to the bed and lay down on top of me, our lips immediately locking in a hard and passionate kiss as one of his hands gripped the hair at the back of my head and the other ran along my thigh and reached under me to grasp my ass. After a short while he moved down my body, kissing my neck and chest, sucking on my now erect nipples and then, as he reached my tummy, he hooked his fingers around my panties and slowly pulled them from around my hips and along my stockings and legs as he looked into my eyes with wicked intensity. He was kneeling on the floor now, his arms reaching around my thighs and resting on my tummy, his thumbs positioned on either side of my pussy and gently pulling my labia apart to expose my clit. He started slowly at first, his tongue teasing my pussy and licking up and down my slit before starting to tease and caress my clit and then locking his lips around it and start rhythmically and ever so gently sucking. I was in a world of pleasure.
"Come on" I said in a quivering and desperate voice after only a minute or so, "I want you inside me. I need you".
He stood up and wiped his mouth. I could see his magnificent cock again now, still fully erect and shining with my saliva in the dim light. I shuffled back on the bed to make space for him to get on top of me and brought my knees up to my chest to present my glistening pussy to him. I lay completely naked except for my stockings, my body completely open to him and inviting him to enter me. I felt so vulnerable and yet entirely at ease. All I felt was the anticipation.
He lay down on top of me again, his weight pressing me into the bed. He propped himself up with his elbows on either side of my head, his face just inches from mine, making me feel safe in his embrace as he gently kissed me again. I could taste my pussy on his mouth and feel his hard, hot cock pressed against me. I reached down and took it gently in my hand, rubbed the tip up and down along my slit and then guided him to my entrance.
As he continued to kiss me, he slowly and gently pushed and I felt a sudden slip and let out a little gasp as the tip of his penis overcame the tightness at the entrance to my pussy and entered me. I continued to lay there, totally surrendering to him as I felt his bare penis pass deeper into my body with each slow and gentle thrust. The thrill of feeling another man inside me for the very first time after feeling so trapped in a world in which the only man I would ever be with was Devon was beyond description.
When he was all the way inside me, he stopped and held his penis there, looking into my eyes.
"are you alright?" he said.
I looked up at him but, not confident that I would be able to speak, I nodded at him and made a little noise that I hoped was a recognisable "uh huh". This felt like the most intense moment of my life, nose-to-nose with a man who had been a complete stranger only a few days ago, us staring into each other's eyes, feeling each other's breath on our lips, each other's heartbeats and the rise and fall of each other's chests, but most of all us sharing this most forbidden pleasure as his bare cock was fully inside me, filling me and touching me in places that I knew Devon thought only he would ever touch me. Before he moved again, he kissed me long and deep and I let his tongue explore my mouth and gently tussle with the tip of my tongue. I found myself sucking slightly on his mouth, wanting even to take his saliva into my body.
While we were still locked in this kiss, he started moving his hips again, just grinding against my hips at first, and then starting to withdraw further and thrust back into me in longer and longer strokes. I wrapped my legs around him, my toes pointed and my heels resting on him at the bottom of his back. I started to move my hips in rhythm with his thrusts, feel the sensation of this man using his brute strength to take my body and use me for his pleasure, the excited grunts as he thrust into me proof of his appreciation for how I was making him feel.
Strangely I found myself thinking of Devon right now and how he would be asleep alone in our bed and no doubt convinced that I would be sleeping alone in the bed that currently lay cold and empty in my room. I was electrified by the thought of him lying there completely oblivious while I was here secretly making love intensely and passionately to another man, our hot and sweaty bodies writhing together as we kissed and he vigorously thrusted his bare cock into me, stretching and filling my pussy, the pussy that Devon seemed to think that he rather than I had the right to control. Devon would barely even recognise me at this moment; I was a different person. I knew that I was committing the worst possible violation of trust between myself and Devon but instead of feeling guilt I just felt exhilaration.
David sat up and grabbed both of my legs by the ankles and held them wide apart. He looked magnificent as his broad shoulders and manly arms were silhouetted against the dimly lit hotel room. I was gladly giving my body to him and was gratified by the pleasure I was so obviously able to give him. I told him how good he looked and how amazing his cock felt inside me. I wanted to make him to feel like a strong and powerful man taking what he deserved from me.
After a few more minutes I could feel David's body start to tense and his rhythm getting faster. He looked down at me and asked me where I wanted it. I said that I wanted it inside me and I stopped for a moment.
"I don't think I would be comfortable with that" he said.
We looked at each other for a few seconds, sweaty and breathless. I told him that I was on birth control and that he didn't need to worry, but this was not the time for rationality so I followed up by telling him that what I really wanted was to be a naughty girl while I was away from home.
"Don’t you want to make me your naughty little slut?" I said.
Those words felt strange coming out of my mouth. I don't think I had ever referred to myself as a slut out loud before.Whatever doubts he had been having seemed to disappear and he carried on taking me just as enthusiastically as before. I could sense his orgasm approaching and I started to grasp for some part of his body to hold onto. I could barely hold onto my excitement as years of fantasies were about to be fulfilled. I was about to finally give in to the animalistic urge to make another man cum and to take his seed inside me, for him to claim my body and for me to surrender it to him completely just for one night, but most of all for me to wipe out that idiotic idea of Devon's that him being my only ever sexual partner was somehow meaningful.
David gave one last deep thrust, held his penis inside me and let out a long and satisfied moan. I began to feel the strong contractions of his penis as he started to inseminate me and I completely lost control. There was a sudden rush of pleasure like a series of crashing waves emanating from my loins and travelling down though my legs and up into my chest. I didn't know what I was doing, whether I was completely silent or screaming with ecstasy, I was simply in a universe of pleasure.
The next thing I remember, he was lying on top of me, both of us sweaty and panting to get our breaths back. I could finally feel the sense of validation that my body was capable of having this effect on another man. Eventually as David started to soften he slipped out and we giggled as he rolled off me and a trickle of fluid came out of me. We lay next to each other and began caressing each other's bodies and talking to each other about I don't even remember what.
I was still excited so in a lull in the conversation a few minutes later I took his penis in my mouth again, tasting the combination of myself and his semen on him. I gently started to suck as I felt him expand in my mouth and he gave me his gasps and moans of encouragement. When he was hard enough, I straddled him and carefully guided him into me as I slowly lowering myself down onto him. I leaned back, putting my arms up and tilting my head back, playing with my mass of dark curly hair behind my head and enjoying watching him admiring my body as I bounced up and down on his cock, feeling his hands play with my breasts and nipples and grasp my hips. I leaned forward, putting my hands on either side of his body and looking deep into his eyes as my hair spilled down over my head and moved in waves as I continued to bounce back and forth. At times he took control, grabbing hold of my hips and bucking underneath me, making me feel his strength, and then I would take control, grinding down on him hard and feeling the tip of his cock touching me deep inside.
As he said he was going to cum again, I ground my hips down onto him as hard as I could, taking him as deep into me as possible. He gripped my hips hard with both hands and looked up at me. I felt every contraction of his orgasm this time, filling me from deep within. As I could feel him cum, I looked down at this strong and self-assured man as he spasmed and gasped out of control. This is the power of my body! This is what I am capable of doing to a man! I felt like a wicked sex goddess and it felt amazing!
Afterwards I curled up next to him, my head on his chest listening to his heart beat gradually slow down, his arm around me, caressing my back and playing with my hair. It was remarkable the sense of peace and stillness that I felt now after spending almost the last hour having vigorous and passionate sex with this man. I felt such a deep sense of emotional connection with him after sharing such an intensely intimate experience, us giving each other so much pleasure and me accepting his semen into my body and knowing that I would still be carrying this part of him around inside me after I left. Eventually, exhausted and completely satisfied, I fell asleep.
xXx
I awoke gradually as the first signs of daylight hit the closed curtains of David's room. I reluctantly lifted my head from David's chest and looked over at the clock. It was almost 6am! I sat up with a start.
"Oh my god, I need to go!" I said.
I jumped out of bed and quickly pulled on my skirt and blouse, completely forgetting my black lace panties still on the floor where David had thrown them last night. David stayed in the bed barely even awake and I leant over to kiss him one last time, regretting that I could not take more time to say goodbye after feeling so close to him. I closed the door to David's room behind me quietly and crept back along the corridor. Drips of David's cum were still oozing out of me and running down the inside of my thighs and I was terrified of someone from the course already being up and expecting me to stop and chat with them while this was happening.
I quickly got back to my room, climbed onto my bed and suddenly and unexpectedly burst into tears. It was not because I felt any shame, guilt or fear about being found out. I was just overcome with emotion. I felt very much like things had changed irreversibly. Now the dam that was holding back all of my repressed desires had burst I knew I would never be the same again. The old me had gone forever and I was saying a sorrowful goodbye to her.
It took me a little while to pull myself together before I could go into the bathroom and get undressed, peeling off my stockings that were slightly stuck to my inner thigh by the partly dried mixture of David's semen and my wetness that had run down my legs. I threw them straight in the trash, not wanting to risk taking them home. I showered thoroughly, washing my hair and taking the time to scrub every inch of myself, not wanting any trace of what I had done to remain on my body (at least not on the outside). I then quickly dried my hair, got dressed, packed my things, checked out of the hotel and made a start on the long drive home.
As I approached home early that afternoon, I had a knot in my stomach. Although I knew that there was no way Devon could know what I had done the night before, I still could not shake the fear that he would still somehow be able to tell. However, when he opened the door to me and I saw how pleased he was to see me, my heart just melted and I felt a bust of relief and happiness. I suppose I knew that I would always resent him in some ways, but I knew at that moment as much as any other that I loved him more than anything else in the world and couldn't imagine my life without him.
We settled back into home life and that evening we had sex. We both undressed separately and I lay naked on the bed as he climbed on top of me and took me in the missionary position for around ten minutes before me came. He then rolled off me and lay next to me while he massaged my clit until I came as well. Afterwards I went to the bathroom to pee and let the excess cum drip out of me before I put my panties back on with a folded tissue in the crotch and went back to bed. This was our sex routine that we had done two or three times a week for several years. The familiarity of this felt very comforting after the emotional rollercoaster I had been on over the past few days, but this was now combined with the secret thrill of thinking about Devon's and David's semen mixing together inside me, a reminder that the other me that I had awakened just the night before was still there.
A few days later I went out and bought a slim silver chain ankle bracelet and fastened it on my right ankle before I even left the shop. When I got home, I showed it off to David and said to him that I thought it really suited me and that I hoped he liked it. He had absolutely no idea what it meant to me but I was bursting with excitement at being able to flaunt this symbol of my unfaithfulness to him every day, a constant reminder of the new me hidden inside.
The next time we visited my parents, my mother noticed my ankle bracelet. She gave me a look and gestured towards it and I nodded with acknowledgement as Devon was distracted speaking to my father. She then discreetly gestured to Devon as if to ask whether he knew, and I smiled again and shook my head. Her eyes widened slightly and then she gave me a knowing and understanding smile before joining the conversation between Devon and my father. She never acknowledged it again. The whole exchange lasted only a few seconds and was completely wordless, yet in that moment the most intimate of secrets was shared between a mother and a daughter, all with Devon sitting right beside me.
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Losing virginity at a boat party.
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Thanks to https://www.reddit.com/u/NueLady?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share for the wonderful story.
Eve was invited to a boat party where several of her friends were going to be. Once she arrived, she noticed that a few of the families had brought their kids. She felt a bit out of place being one of the few single people there but once the music, food and drinks started, she totally forgot about it.
It was a wonderful party. Eve was dancing around with everyone but there was one guy, Alex, that had been extra flirty with her. He was the son of one of her friends. He was much younger than her with her being around 30s. At one point during the evening, he had her in a corner and was grinding on her. Eve could feel his hard cock on her and she was getting extremely excited.
As day turned into night and more drinks were served, Eve found herself extremely horny and needed to release her desire. Alex was still being extremely flirty with her so she made the taboo decision and took him below deck into the bedroom to quench her sexual needs.
Once they were in a private spot, they began to kiss intensly for a little bit. Alex then gently pushed Eve onto a desk. He lowered her golden bikini bottoms as she took off the matching top. He then lowered his cacao swim pants, springing out his hard cock. Eve spat on her hand and began to stroke and lube his cock.
Alex then moved in and guided his dick inside Eve. In one push, he was all in. She was so wet and horny, she didn't think of using a condom. She wasn't on birth control but she didn't care. It had been a little while since she'd been with a man and Alex felt so good inside her. Plus there was an added excitement for Eve. When they were kissing, Alex told her that he was a virgin.
They had sex for about 10 minutes in missionary position before Alex was ready to cum. Without warning, he came inside of Eve. It was then she realized he wasn't using protection. That thought quickly left her mind when Alex started crying. His emotions got the best of him and he weeped in Eve's arms. This caused Eve's emotions to come out and she began to cry also. They held each other for several minutes.
This was just the first of several sporadic encounters between Alex and Eve.
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[Half] [B/S] Connecting with half sister leaves me confused.
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Backstory first:
I grew up with my mom and my sister in a different city from my dad. My dad remarried later and had two more kids with his new wife. Due to the distance and some other circumstances, I never really spend a lot of time with my dad. There’s also a significant age difference between me and my half sisters, so we never really hung out or really bonded.
A little while ago, I went through some rough times and lost my job. After hearing about it, my dad invited me to come and stay with him for a week (or however long I need) to get some distance from the situation.
The older half-sister is studying abroad, so I was able to use her room while I stayed with my dad.
Staying there was a really helpful time for me. I was able to get some distance from my problems and clear my head, while bonding with my family.
Enter S, my younger half sister. As I already mentioned, we never really spent a lot of time together, so getting to know her better was really nice.
She is a very empathetic, smart and funny young woman in her twenties. The first couple of days, we got to know each other a lot better. She really welcomed me and we talked a lot. Over the course of the week, we really bonded. Long conversations about our lives and experiences we made and a lot of shared joy of finally spending time with each other.
On Friday night, we had a nice family dinner and all drank some wine. Afterwards, we played cards, but my dad and my step mom were tired and went to bed pretty soon. S and I wanted to stay up a bit longer. We poured ourselves some more wine and got comfy on the living room couch.
S had a recent breakup and started to share some stories about her ex. He was really insecure and driven by jealousy. Even though it started really sweet, he became controlling quite quickly and even verbally abused her a couple of times. But she recognized it pretty quickly and dumped him. I told her how proud and impressed I was, that she was able to recognize and enforce her boundaries.
We talked some more about relationships we had in the past, and how I turned away from monogamous relationships and now either have open or polyamorous relationships. During this conversation, she started to scoot closer and put her legs under mine.
As we slowly finished another bottle of wine, the topic turned to sex. She complained about guys her age and that most of them don’t have a clue what they are doing. She told me, that she’d be really interested to have sex with an older partner, but she also didn’t meet anyone that sparked her interest. It would have to be someone that she really trusts.
It’s hard to put it in words, but the way that she was looking at me while saying this, started to turn me on. We continued talking about Kinks and sexual preferences. She told me that she really enjoys giving blowjobs. Looking into my eyes while telling me how much she likes to suck dick, and how she thinks that she’s doing a good job. She was also blushing a little, which made her look insanely pretty.
As her feet were literally in my lap at this point, I started to give her a food rub while we were talking and she started to moan and squirm a little. I could see how she kept squeezing her thighs together, while I massaged her.
I also told her about my sexcapades and kinks I have tried and that I still want to try. She was really interested about some of them and told me that she’d love to have a partner who is as open about their sexuality as I am. The sexual tension at this point was thick.
Suddenly the realization kicked in that she is my little sister. With the previous bonding, the wine and our sex taIk, I somehow didn’t think about this aspect and I started to feel pretty weird about it. Even though she seemed really turned on and into the idea, I definitely didn’t want to risk our newly developing sibling relationship or mess up the family.
We carried on with our conversation, but for me, things cooled down a bit. It was also getting pretty late and both of us kept yawning, so we decided to end the night and go to bed. Before getting up from the couch, she thanked me for the massage and sat on my lap to give me a long hug. She also gave me a kiss on the cheek, which she hasn’t done before. I gave her a kiss on her forehead, which made her blush a little again, and we both parted ways to go to bed.
I definitely needed to rub one out before going to sleep. Thinking about her body pressing against mine gave me a really intense orgasm followed by an instant feeling of guilt.
The next day was pretty uneventful. We were spending some time with our parents during the day and she was invited to a friends birthday party in the evening. Still, she seemed very flirty in the moments when our parents weren’t around. Like squeezing past and brushing me at times or just giving intense glances.
On Sunday I needed to leave early to go back to my hometown. S told me that she’s sad that I have to leave and that she’ll miss me. I promised her that we’ll stay in touch. Since then, we have been texting almost every day, with some videocalls in between.
At the moment, I’m really not sure how to proceed. As I said above, I’m really scared of ruining things. Also, big age differences are usually tricky. So far I've been enjoying the flirty mood but I don't know if I want to try to escalate things.
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I was planning to go back during the holidays, so y’all can hope for an update.
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(In case there are any questions about our age, regarding legality: she's in her 20s and I'm in my 30s)
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[M/s] My son is pitching tents (Update)
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I apologize to anyone who was hoping for a quick update. I didn’t originally plan on updating unless something else happened and so far, things at home haven’t been taking a quick turn towards the sexual between me and my son. Moreover, some of the commentary on my last post was not respectful so I measured how much I really wanted to continue. I’m feeling open enough to share for now.
A little has happened between us, though I didn’t think it merited too much of an update till now. Since last post, we’ve continued to have brief, intimate hugs, with our bodies pressed close to each other along our torsos and hips and even a few times, I’ve felt his member pressed against me, both soft and hard. I’ve also tried to repay the action by pressing my pelvis into his leg. I really enjoy the sensation and it’s especially arousing that we both know but don’t say anything.
As to the update, someone suggested I ask him if he’d like to exercise with me, as a mode for getting closer together and I thought it was a great idea, if for no other reason than it will make him healthier and better with his school, which he is back into now. The first session between us last week was very mild and I honestly was fine with how things went, aside from the fact the routine wasn’t hard enough for him.
However, Monday things were much more tense, sexually. I thought I would give him a bit more to look at and decided on ditching my panties and only wearing my yoga pants on bottom and he DEFINITELY noticed. We were just beginning and he immediately pitched a tent in his shorts. I tried not to stare directly at his erection but I kept failing and when I saw he had noticed, I made an offhand comment that he really had come “pumped up” for the workout.
He and I both laughed it off a bit but it made him uncomfortable enough that he was nearly red in the face and partially tried to cover himself up. Making him uncomfortable is never my goal, as the fun comes second to his comfort and I tried to defuse the situation by acknowledging that it can happen when you get your blood going and that it would soon go down once we started, which was the case, for the most part. His excitement let him rise a bit between exercises, especially when I’d show him something or if I used my hands to correct his form. I might have accentuated my poses and let my hands linger longer than was perhaps necessary.
We had a much better workout than last time, as he was actually putting his body under stress and by the end, we were panting a bit. His incessant tent began to come back as we were resting so I decided to dismiss him quickly so we wouldn’t both be standing there, sweaty and excited. I told him he did a good job and pulled him close for another hug and I could feel him pressing his warming cock into me before it angled up against my abdomen. It took a lot of effort to let him go. I enjoyed feeling him pressed against me so much. I gave him a quick peck on his cheek and swatted his booty, telling him to get showered and I went to my room to wait my turn to shower, although I rubbed my crotch clean while I waited.
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I was going to leave things there but this morning, as he was leaving for school, he walked by me and pecked my cheek and told me he was excited to workout this evening before tapping my butt very fast with his palm. It was a bit awkward for him, I could tell, but I like that he was bold enough to return the spank. I’m very much looking forward to this evening.
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A four wheeler, the cane field, and wet *****
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My boyfriend and I hop on his four wheeler for a ride around sunset. We fly down the headland and turn down a row of grass and I scoot closer to my bf and push my breast against his back and tilt my pelvice forward to feel the vibration from the seat on my clit. He reaches around and squeezes my knee. I return a squeeze to his knee. We turn down another grass row. He slides his hand through the leg of my shorts to gently push pressure on my pussy over my panties. I follow that and feel for his cock over his shorts where I find it hard AF. I reach in through the open leg of his shorts and boxers and grab a hand full of hard dick. He rubs me more and slows the four wheeler down and then stops. He gets off and I sit there wait for him to make the next move. He kisses me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth while reaching under my shirt to grab my breast. He runs his hand down to the top of my shorts but then stands me up and turns me around. He bends me over the seat and pulls my shorts and panties to the side and pushes one finger into my wet pussy a few times, slight grazing over my butthole. I try to reach back to get my hand on his dick but then I feel it. The head of his cock rubbing against my pussy lips and then he fill me while still holding my shorts and panties to the side. He goes deeper with the next pump and I let out a squeal. He pushes in and out over and over again then I feel him pull out. I’m sad. But he stands me up and removed my shorts and panties and lifts me and places me on the seat. He moves closer and pushed his dick into my wet pussy again and again until finally he cums all over my stomach but still saving a little to make sure to glaze my pussy lips.
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My fiance asked me to get on better terms with her sister, but I don't think this is what she had in mind [M24/F24] [cheating] [spanking] [sex] [oral]
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“I don’t know what my sister sees in you,” she laughs at me, mocking and cruel, “But you’ve always been — and always will be — a gigantic fucking loser, Squeegee.” She’s called me since middle school.
“That doesn’t matter, Leann,” I say her name deliberately, enunciating both syllables hard, “Doesn’t change the fact that Tracy and I are getting married. And she asked you and me to get over the past. Are you even going to try?” It’s been over a decade since middle school.
She narrows her gaze. “Fuck you.” Then she turns and opens the fridge, bending over to reach inside giving me a face-full of her big, round, yoga pants-clad ass. The fabric’s laced with something glittery, and her pants sparkle as they stretch around her butt, wrinkling over the mound of pussy between her legs.
I grit my teeth and stare, ashamed of finding this bitch attractive. Why does she have to be so hot? “Is that all you got? A simple ‘fuck you’ and you’re done talking to me?”
She sets a jug of lemonade down on the counter. “As soon as I figure out how you conned my sister into this, you can kiss your ass goodbye.”
I chuckle. “Oh, that I can tell you. It’s simple. She’s addicted to my long, thick cock. There’s nothing she loves more than draining my balls on her–”
“You’re a disgusting pervert, Squeegee.” She frowns, grabbing a glass from the cabinet behind her. “You’ve got a micropenis and shriveled up little balls, I know it. What’s it like, being unable to please a woman?” As she reaches up, she slaps her ass, swings her hips to side.
The problem with Leann is that she’s cute in the same way as her sister. Tracy’s sexy as fuck, a spunky, petite little blonde. And Leann, she’s like her, except redhead and curvier — slender, but with the big tits and round ass that Tracy doesn’t have.
“You haven’t moved on since high school, have you?” I say, “Still using the same old insults, the same old taunts. We’re twenty-four, Leann, ‘what’s it like with a micropenis?’ Listen to yourself. You’re like a child.”
Her face screws up into something distraught, like I’ve actually scored a point.
Well, I should strike while she’s weak. “What’s it like being unable to keep a guy, Leann? What happened to Pete? Love of your life, right? Now he’s got a kid with Chloe, doesn’t he? Is she still your best friend, or did that end, too?”
Leann gets furious. Beet red, glaring at me with hatred in her eyes. “Fuck you, Mike,” she growls, forgetting to call me that stupid nickname, “You’re a fucking asshole.” She launches her lemonade at me, and she’s a good aim.
I should be thankful it was just the liquid and not the glass itself. But I jump up from the table and get in her face, real close, “What the fuck is wrong with you?” The lemonade drips from me, all over.
She leans away from me, eyes widening a touch but still full of spite. “Are you going to hit me?”
“You’re a bitch, Leann,” I say, “But no, I’m not going to hit you.”
She slaps me in the face. “Don’t call me a bitch, Squeegee.”
I grab her wrist and lean into her. I’ve never been so close to Leann before, never before have I physically touched her. “Clean up,” I say, “The mess.”
Her face is inches from mine. I can see the defiance in her eyes. Defiance, but also nervousness. “Make me,” she says.
“You best do what I say.”
“Or what,” she laughs, breath hot against my cheeks, “It’s not like you’ve got the balls to do anything.”
For a moment I say nothing. She thinks she’s won, and she starts to turn her chin up, but that just won’t do. “If you behave like a child,” I say, “Then you’ll get disciplined like a child.” With my grip on her wrist, I pull her to the table, bending her over the top.
She gasps, her red hair splaying out across the surface as she turns her head to look at me. I twist her arms up to hold her down, my other hand finding her thick, round ass. “You don’t even know what the fuck you’re doing, Squeegee,” she says, “You’re out of your depth.”
I spank her, hard.
She yelps.
I do it again.
“What the fuck, Squeegee?” she gasps, my hand landing again and again on her butt. “That stings!”
I lean over to growl in her ear, “My name is Mike.” I spank her again.
“Let me up!”
“What’s my name?” I spank her.
“Go to hell!”
My hand comes down to her ass again.
She glares at me. “Fine, Mike, if it means that much to you.”
I let her up. “Now, clean up this fucking lemonade.” She fumes, refusing to move, sullen and belligerent. Yet I see the cracks, the telltale signs of her will withering. And as I stare her down, her resistance crumbles, bit by bit.
She looks away, her face reddening as she shakes her head. “Whatever.” She trudges to the sink and gets a rag ready, then back to the mess. She gets down on all fours and starts wiping, muttering to herself, “Wouldn’t have fucking thrown it, if you weren’t such an asshole.”
But I don’t care what she says. I leer at her, watching her ass swing as she works. Those pants, so deliciously tight. They cling to her every curve, show off the amazing bubble of her butt, the soft swell of her mound.
“You enjoying the view?” she says. She grumbles under her breath, “Fucking creep.”
“Take off your jacket.”
“Why?”
“Because I said.”
I see her hesitate, her defiance rearing. I refuse to flinch, though, refuse to let her win. And then it happens. She tucks her chin and shakes her head again, sitting up on her knees and unzipping. I take the jacket from her, licking my lips at her thin white sportsbra wrapped tight around her tits, the little bumps of nipples poking through the fabric. “Nice.”
She complains to herself, knowing she’s been beat, as she returns to cleaning.
I grin and rub it in. “Make sure you get it all. Tracy’s not going to be happy if she comes home and finds her kitchen floor all sticky.” This is fun to watch, Leann doing what I tell her, taking off her clothes when I tell her.
She mutters something low, too quiet for me to hear.
My grin spreads. “What was that?”
“I said,” she starts, turning her head towards me, “Why don’t–oh my god, Mike, what the fuck are you doing? Why are you naked?” Her gaze slides right to my crotch.
I’m not naked, I’ve still got my briefs on. But it’s true, I’ve taken off the rest of my clothes and am watching her with a gloating smile, bulge on full display. “See something you like?” My thick, circumcised penis is half-erect and pressing out against the red mesh material of my underwear, its shape unmistakable.
She stares as it, her breathing coming faster. “I can’t believe what a creep you are, Squeegee.” She shifts her legs, grinding her thighs together.
“You got lemonade all over me, all over my clothes,” I explain, “After you’re done in here, you’re going to clean my laundry.”
She says nothing, doesn’t even appear to have heard me. Her attention is on my crotch, on the fat shaft hinted at through my tight briefs. She licks her lips, says, voice dreamy and distant, “Huh?”
I’ve been sitting on a dining table chair. But as I slide off the chair and kneel behind Leann, she snaps out of her reverie. “What the fuck are you doing, Squeegee?”
“I’m taking your pants off,” I say, “You’re going to wash them, too.” My fingers are hooked around the hem of her black yoga pants, pulling them down from her high, narrow waist, stretching them around her hips.
“You’re such a creep,” she says. But it’s a whisper — an excited whisper — spoken between rapid breaths.
Black panties come into view first, wrapped to her hips in a thick band. Her pants continue their journey, and my cock throbs at the glory of her underwear extending down, a wide black band narrowing between two perfect, soft, round ass cheeks. I only get her pants down to mid-thigh before I abandon them, bringing my hands up to grope and squeeze that magnificent butt.
“So sexy,” I murmur, my fingers digging into her, learning everything there is to know about her ass. My cock yearns for her, now fully stiff, frighteningly erect, stretching my briefs out to their limit.
Leann arches her back, spreads her knees. “You don’t have the balls, Squeegee.”
“The balls to what?” I rub my nuts on her ass through the fabric.
“To fuck me, you fucking loser.”
“Is that what you think?” I slide my bulging dick out through the flap in my briefs, slap it against her cheeks. Precum smears on her pale skin. “You’re going to ride my dick, Leann. You’re going to feel my balls drain inside you today, and whenever else I want. I’m going to marry your sister, but I’m going to get both of you.”
I pull her panties down, leave them around her thighs. She starts to say something, but I cut her off. “It’s time you learned I’m not that sad, pathetic little Squeegee you used to make fun of. You think your sister would fall in love with someone like that? Of course not. But you, Leann, you’re jealous of the bull I’ve become, jealous that you’ll never be anything but a side piece.” I’m rubbing my dick against her pussy lips, feeling their heat, their powerful arousal. She’s dripping wet, slicking up my cock before I’ve even put it in her.
She whimpers, her back arched, chest heaving. I wrap an arm around her torso, pull her up to me. My fingers slide under her bra, pinch her nipples. Her hair brushes my face, my lips brush her ear. I lick her lobe, feel her melt into my arms.
I slide my cock into her, inch after inch, giving her my full shaft. She yelps and shudders.
“Mike!” she moans, tone pleading.
She’s tight, so tight. But more than that, knowing its Leann, hearing my name — my real name — come from her lips as I fuck her, that’s so massively thrilling. “What?” I say.
“You’re so hard!”
I grin.
That night, after Tracy came back home and we had dinner, she offered to open a bottle of wine for dessert, but Leann refused, saying she had to get home. That wasn’t like her, and Tracy gave me an accusative look, but I just shrugged.
“What was going on with my sister tonight?” Tracy says. She rubs her fist up and down the length of my glistening, hard shaft. “Did you two do what I asked? Get over whatever drama there was between you?” She drops her head down, sucks on my balls.
I groan in pleasure, laying back on our bed, rubbing my hand through Tracy’s hair. “We did, yeah,” I say, “She won’t be a problem any more.”
“What did you do?” Tracy giggles, “Kiss and make up?” She slides her tongue up the length of my cock, flicking it around the tip.
The memory flashes — Leann’s tit filling my palm, her waist inside my grip, her pussy pumping the cum from me as my cock exploded inside her — all just a few short hours ago. “Something like that,” I chuckle.
Tracy pulls my cock from her mouth. “Well, whatever you two had to do, I’m thankful. I’d hate for my marriage to drive a wedge between my sister and me.”
“How thankful?” I grin.
She grins back. “Oh, pretty thankful.” She cups my balls with her tongue, then slides it up my shaft. With a naughty smirk, she takes my dick in her mouth, her lips stretching wide around my girth. She slides them lower and lower, pausing only briefly when she shoves my shaft down her throat. She takes me impossibly far in, only stopping when her lips are around my base.
She’s so beautiful, the sensation so wonderful. I groan in bliss, cumming.
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[B/S] Moving into my own place to hopefully have more sex with my sister.
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Recently I (20) have been looking into getting my own place to finally move out of my mums house, so me and my sister (18) could have sex without the fear of getting caught red handed.
This week I signed the papers on a new build flat/apartment that’ll be finished and ready for me to move into in March. Its not too far from my mums house, around 15 minute drive.
Our hope is that my sister can come over on a Friday night, play it off as her going out with her friends, so we can have sex freely and openly.
It’s a big move but I’m ready for it, it’s about time.
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