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Early morning texts [M/F 27] [Oral]
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The text at 8:10 AM read: I need some head, I wanna put it in your mouth.
I rolled over to it and smiled.
Not good morning, who needs a good morning text? That made my morning good, knowing he woke up and his first thought was of me doing for him what only I could… and I had mastered to please him so flawlessly.
Reading that made me wet immediately and kind of proud of myself. I loved how he could just make a declaration so forward and bold and know that I knew how he meant it- that I would understand the sentiment.
The next text he sent read: I woke up thinking of the pic you sent last night.
We often exchanged racy pictures and videos and although I loved when he gave praise to any of them I especially liked when he appreciated the subtle ones.
Last night's picture was a simple shot of me lifting my skirt to reveal my legs and ass in black fishnets. It was sexy, but it was more about the whole image: doe eyed and longing- he got it.
I used to send pictures out to a roster when I craved the attention, the ego boost, but lately I'd only sent them to him. I only wanted his reaction, his attention. They were tailored to him, to what he liked, I wondered if he noticed that it was on purpose.
Naturally my response text was a few more images, less alluding to and more straight to it, and how he liked it.
First in panties from behind with my ass resting on the souls of my pretty feet.
The second one from the front, eyes closed, tongue out, bare breasts like the perfect money shot.
And then the last one I was completely nude still mouth wide open but this time gazing right into the camera, past it, to him.
OMG I NEED YOU! he replied.
When he told me he needed me, I felt this uncontrollable urge to instantly fulfill his need.
I text: I'm on my way.
And I was. I showered as quickly as possible, dressed fast, but still threw on something lacey in the rush. I ran out the door and into the truck. We didn't live more than a 10 minute drive from one another, but the ride felt like it was taking forever. I pressed my thighs together at every red light. I couldn't get there quick enough.
I parked and ran up a flight of stairs where he waited there before me like an unwrapped gift- completely naked, hard.
I was so happy to be there I trembled from excitement.
I kicked my shoes off and threw my clothes to the side except my panties, he loved me in anything lacey and I loved when he got worked up and tore them off.
I basically leaped into him, on my tiptoes to reach his kiss.
It was always what gave me the encouragement I needed, those deep kisses. They were so exhilarating and fueled me for all the savage nastiness that followed.
We found our way to the bedroom making out wildly. He carried me in making me feel tiny and submissive which I loved.
He sat on the edge of the bed with me on him.
I kissed him again before I tended to what I came for.
I kissed his neck and whispered in his ear, "What were you saying this morning?"
I knew very well what he had said, per word, but I wanted to hear him say it.
Although I was making my way kissing down his chest I knew he was smiling.
"I wanna put it in your mouth," he said.
I was so close to fulfilling that need for him but not too quickly, I love the build up. I loved making him lose his composure and be desperate for it because that is how I always felt.
I lowered myself tracing my tongue along his ab muscles, never minding that my good cooking had softened them. His sex lines along his hips pointing in the direction of his massive erect dick waiting for me.
I joyfully made him squirm kissing and licking everything but what ached for me. I lightly passed my nails along his body and I felt him get goosebumps. He moaned as I finally let my tongue spin in slow circles around the tip of his dick. I started at the base and licked up to the top, placing my lips around it, but just for a moment and then down again. This time lower, licking from his balls all the way up his shaft. I finally let it slide to the back of my throat and his sounds of pleasure made it worth it.
This was what I was here for, to let him put it in my mouth. I sucked and sucked like the answer to life would come to me when he did.
His hands touched the back of my head, but barely, it was one of those days where I did not need direction. I was ready from the minute I rolled over to that text message.
I was insatiable taking all of it and it was so much to take, occasionally gagging, but pushing through. I spit on it and stroked it with my hands admiring the size and perfection.
He really was built like someone made him in a lab just for me.
"You're going to make me come," he warned.
I was so unbelievably into it, I was going to have an orgasm myself from the pure excitement of being this kind of woman for him. The kind of woman who jumps at the opportunity to please him, that comes over simply to suck his dick because he needed it, that finds pleasure in pleasing.
And that's what I did, exactly how he liked it and happily awaiting wherever he wanted to come.
He pushed me back and stood over me. I opened wide, tongue out just like the picture I sent him. He came all over my face and in my mouth. I licked my lips and swallowed what was in my mouth. I moaned because the view I had from my knees was amazing and I considered myself lucky and relished in it.
He grabbed my chin to look me in the eyes and said, "Damn baby."
Mmm, something about when he called me baby, it only emphasized how I was supposed to be right here.
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[cF/cM] Christmas Gift
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So my family is fairly small, I (F18) an only child and only have two cousins one is 26 and the other is 20, this is about my 20yo cousin who we’ll call Matt.
Matt and I have always been very close growing up, our families live close and we went to neighboring schools and have always spent the holidays together. Growing up as curious children Matt and I have “kissed” each other for practice before but nothing serious.
This Christmas, Matt and I were hanging out upstairs in my room while the adults downstairs were getting ready to leave for evening mass (most of my family is catholic, but none of the kids go to mass anymore). We were just talking about life, his college experiences, how my college applications were going and if I was excited to be done with high school. Not too long after the adults left our conversation turned a bit and he asked me if I had a partner. I told him I was recently single because my latest boyfriend had cheated on me. I reversed the question on him and he said he was single. Our conversation drifted more towards sex and he asked how far I had gone with anyone, the farthest I had gone at this point was getting fingered in a parking lot after a school event. Apparently he had recently lost his virginity in a one night stand as he told me.
As we continued talking I realized his eyes were drifting a lot around my face and the rest of my body. I’m don’t have much to look at, only about B cup breasts and one Christmas I was wearing a big sweater and jeans. He also started breathing faster and I could tell he was building to something I just couldn’t tell what. Then after about another minute of talking he leaned in and kissed me. I was in shock for a second but kissed him back. He pulled away and apologized, saying that it was wrong and he shouldn’t have done it, but I cut him off and kissed him again.
As we started to kiss deeper I felt his hands go to my waist and travel up my sides, pulling me closer. I put on hand on his thigh and could feel the stretch of his pants from his boner. He gently pushed me back and laid me down, climbing over me and I felt cold as his hand traveled under my sweater and made contact with my bare skin. I wasn’t wearing a bra because it’s not comfortable not to and I felt his hand travel up my stomach and brush across my tits. He put one hand behind my head, tilting it back and kissing my neck as he gently massaged my tits under my sweater.
After a second, I stopped him, breathing heavily, and asked him if it was right to be doing this because were cousins. He reassured me he wanted to and that he had a crush on my ever since Halloween, but if I was ever uncomfortable I should tell him to stop. I nodded and he went back to kissing my neck and massaging my tits. Not long after he stopped and started to lift up my sweater, I obliged and lifted my my arms, allowing him to take it off. I then pulled him back into a kiss before pulling his shirt off to make it even.
Now that I was topless, he moved his full attention to my tits, softly kissing them and circling his tongue around my nipples, making my breathing very heavy as I got more and more excited. As he did this I took my hand and slowly moved it across the bulge in his pants, stroking the outline of his cock. At the same time, one of his hands started tracing up my inner thigh, resting just next to my pussy as he continued kissing my chest.
After he had given my chest enough attention he kissed his way down my stomach looking up at me as he placed his hands on the waistband of my jeans and waited, I gave him a small nod and he slowly unbuttoned and pulled my jeans off, kissing my thigh as he had his way back up and placing a kiss on my underwear just above my pussy. He moved back up, starting to make out with me again and I felt him place his hand over my underwear covered pussy and slowly start rubbing it, I was at this point extremely wet and I know he could feel that through the underwear I was wearing.
After a minute he broke the kiss, and asked if he could take my underwear all the way off, I gave him the okay and like my jeans he slowly removed my underwear, shifting his gaze from me to my pussy repeatedly. He sat and stared at my pussy for what felt like a while before moving back in and tracing his finger along the folds of my pussy and kissing my thigh again. He slowly slipped his index finger inside me, causing me to gasp and him to ask if I was okay, before turning his attention back to my pussy and slowly fingering me. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back in pleasure, (he was much better that the other guy), when I suddenly felt something else wet touch my pussy. I looked down and say only the top of his head and realized he was licking my pussy. It didn’t take him long to find my clit and cause me to audibly moan as he sucked on it. At the same time I felt him insert another finger inside me and start to move them faster. This continued on for a couple minutes before I felt an orgasm start to build in me and I started to shake as I came.
As I came down from my orgasm I opened my eyes to see him standing beside the bed taking off his pants, I sat up and reached out and pulled down his boxers, revealing his cock. He looked very big to me but I don’t have a wide range to compare him to. He pulled me up to stand next to him, kissing me as we stood before he laid down on the bed. I told him I had never gone this far before and didn’t know what to do, but he said he would guide me. So I climbed in between his legs and took his cock in my hand stroking it slowly as he told me how. He then guided me to put my mouth around the tip of his cock and slowly pushed my head down. I felt his cock move past my tongue and touch the back of throat as he moaned, saying that my mouth felt so good. I started bobbing my head on his cock as he guided me, his hand on the back of my head. Not long after I started though he stopped me and laid me back down on the bed and grabbed something from his pants.
He stood up with a condom in his hands and asked if I wanted to go all the way. I hesitated for a minute but agreed and he opened the condom and rolled it down his cock. he climbed back in between my legs and positioned his cock outside my pussy. He pulled me into a kiss as he penetrated me, I moaned into his mouth as I felt him slide inside me and stay stationary. He pulled back and asked if I was okay before starting to slowly thrust in and out. He picked up speed more and more, breathing heavy into my ear as he fucked me. Every time he thrust I felt the tip of his cock hit my g-spot making me moan a little each time. After about three minutes I felt another orgasm building in me and I whispered to him that I was going to cum, and he said he was about to as well. I wrapped my legs up around him to hold him inside me as I came and felt my pussy contracting around him inside me. Not long after I came I heard him grunt and stop thrusting as I felt his cock go as deep as he could and start twitching as he came. He sat inside me for a bit before he pulled out and cleaned himself up. After he climbed back in bed and we just cuddled with each other until out parents came back from Mass and we got dressed and rejoined the family.
That was all that happened today, I’m writing this in bed replaying everything in my mind. I’ll be sure to update if anything more happens which I hope it does.
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[MF] Train to Prague
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Back when I was still dating my husband, he surprised me with a trip to Prague. We were staying in Germany with some of my family and he decided we’d hop on a train to Prague. Unfortunately, he was not well versed in purchasing the right train tickets for traveling to Eastern Europe. He bought an ICE ticket thinking it would take us straight to Prague. He did not set up the correct transfer. So, we got stuck on a domestic train.
Fortunately, all the rail systems in Czech are great. We got our own small cabin to ourselves. There wasn’t much privacy because the sliding doors to the cabin had windows and no blinds, but there were hardly any people on the train.
We got to enjoy the beautiful scenery for a while. And then came my intrusive sexual thoughts. I already jerked my boyfriend off on an airplane. Now, I wanted to suck his cock on a train. Getting caught made it that more exciting.
I started passionately kissing him, caressing his cock outside his jeans. He was so nervous. Seducing him made it so much sweeter. He kept saying someone was going to walk by and see us. I didn’t care. I was enjoying the moment. I didn’t even give him an opportunity to reconsider. I unzipped his pants and whipped his cock out, smiled at him, then went down on him. I intentionally made loud sucking noises as I devoured his cock.
Then, he suddenly heard some sliding doors open. He inconspicuously covered us with his jacket to make it seem like I was innocently laying in his lap. There were two younger ladies that walked by, but they did not pay any attention to our cabin as I hid his cock under my face pretending to be napping. And as soon as they were out of sight, he tapped me. The signal to get back to work on that cock.
He loved how I slowly licked up and down his shaft. When I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock. Tasting his precum. He tried to put his hands down my pants and I slapped his hand. I told him, “Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride, love”.
I could hear him moan quietly, trying to keep quiet but the pleasure was overwhelming him. He started to caress my hair, assisting me on my task. But I knew he wanted to see my tongue all over his cock. He loves to watch his cock bulge into the side of my mouth. And I looked up at him. That turned him on even more. Looking up at him while I had his hard cock in my mouth. I gave him a smile and made small sexy kisses up his shaft to the head of his cock. He likes it when I talk dirty to him. “You like how I suck your cock? Does it feel good? My tongue all around your cock?” And he lost his mind. I knew he was about to cum so I shoved his cock back in my mouth as he blew his load on my tongue. Such an amazing feeling of his cock throbbing as he shoots his warm cum in my mouth. And I love the way he tastes.
I wasn’t done teasing him, so I sat up, winked at him then I opened my mouth to show him his cum. I moved my tongue around so he could see how much I loved his cum. And then I swallowed it, blew him a kiss and tucked his cock back into his pants.
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My 33[F] Free use honeymoon [FM].
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Shortly after starting our drive for our honeymoon, my husband told me the rules. That we would have a free use honeymoon and explained what that meant.
This is one of my favorite free use times.
On the last half of our honeymoon, we were staying in a little cabin on a lake, with rentable fishing boats and pontoons. On this day, we had a pontoon, and all ready to go and packed to be fishing all day.
We drank, fished, chatted, and soaked up the solidarity. As dusk approached, my husband anchored the pontoon near the heavy treeline with the back bench facing the water. He handed my my dilo and said he wanted me to fuck myself and cum for him. I took down my bottoms, sit on the back bench with me left leg swum up on the boat. I begin teasing my pussy with my back to the water. My husband is watching me with firey eyes. I slip the dildo in my pussy and begin to slowly fuck myself. We can hear a boat in the distance. I fuck myself harder as I can hear the engine of the other boat get closer. My husband can see a slight panic in my eyes, and he tells me to keep going. I continue to fuck my pussy with my dildo, feeling panicked and so aroused at the same time. The boat stays far enough away that they can't exactly see what I'm doing, but close enough that we recognize the person as one of the people who runs the camp we are at. My husband shoots him a wave and sends a smug smile my way. I feel my pussy begin to pulse as my orgasm builds. I'm soaked and my pussy sounds sloppy as I fuck it harder.
I came so hard knowing that they were in earshot if I moaned too loud.
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Looking for female perspective stories in a beach or tropical setting
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Wife loves the thought of romantic sex on a beach or tropical setting. Anyone have any suggestions.
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PART 2 - I [19M] fucked my co-worker's [20F] face for my birthday [MF]
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Thanks to everyone who up-voted part one and requested part two!
Part one tldr: I got some very enthusiastic head from a girl with D cup titties and a workplace (mall job) crush on me. It was bad timing for her to have her pussy eaten, so we waited for her birthday a few weeks later, for round two.
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She and I had a good but, pretty unfair time when we were last together. I sent the biggest load of my life down this girl's throat, an needless to say, I owed her one.
She and I carried on at work like nothing happened. Well, I tried to keep it quiet. She found more subtle ways to have some fun. Often she would brush past me while I was working so she could press her tits into me, or graze my cock with her ass. One time she dropped to her knees to adjust the stereo, and looked up at me with those eyes... It wasn't ALL the time, but over the course of about 2 weeks we worked together 5 or 6 times. And, it was clear what was on her mind.
Her birthday was roughly a month after mine. I wasn't trying to date this girl, so while all the teasing was fun and flattering, I didn't want her to have the expectation things world go beyond another bit of fun. But it was clearly something she was looking forward to. I was too. I would have been happy just having her drag her D-cup titties up my naked body again, let along take another load from her crush.
In the days leading up to her birthday, we got scheduled together. Perfect timing to let her enjoy a bit of build up. So I went up to her while she finished up with a customer and said someone needed help in the lone dressing room in the back of the store.
Thinking nothing of it she finished what she was doing and headed for the back of the store. When she arrived I nudged her behind the open door. Nobody saw us, which was good...
She was wearing a skirt with a hemline just above her knee. I pulled her into me by the hips and she instantly melted. If you listened closely, you could have confused this girl's pussy for a faucet running, because she was soaked the moment I pulled her in and placed one hand on her ass and another on her perky beautiful right breast.
I didn't kiss her. That would have been too easy. Instead I whispered in her ear that I wanted her panties off and in my hand. Her skirt was one of those with the pleats, so it wasn't the most modest of outfits if one was to bend at the waist, as bad girls trend to do. Well as we have learned, she definitely qualifies.
She reaches down and hikes up her skirt to get access to the cutest pair of panties. Lace boy-sort style, in black with a perfect camel toe holding back a landing strip of hair and absolute smooth pussy lips. I stop her as soon as she hikes up her skirt to pull them down.
I tell her to face away from me and keep her skirt flipped up as I sit down in the bench. I have a thing for panties so I'm sitting there with my face inches away from this lace covered ass and I tell her to peel them off slowly for me. She starts from the top and starts rolling them down doing a perfect panty peel. This girls panties were absolutely glistening with her soaked pussy in the dressing room lights as she pealed away the lace to reveal a perfectly smooth shaven pair of pussy lips.
She steps out of her panties and turns around to hand them to me. I balled them up and put them in my pocket. I told her "these belong to me now". I'm rock hard and stuck in the dressing room at this point. so I stood up, and pulled her to me to kissed her. She stuck her tounge down my throat and we were making out. I slipped my hand under her skirt and began to play with her clit. Her knees gave out for a split second as soon as I gently parted her meaty lips.
I sat her down on the bench on top of some clothes that were left in there, and there she was. D-cup titties exposed by her shirt that was pulled up, her skirt still on but her panties were in my pocket. She opens her legs to give me the best look at her pussy I've gotten yet. I had to eat it... But not here. Not where she has to be quiet. She deserved better.
I ask her if this is how she wants it or does she want it back at my place that night? She decided to hold out for a full evening of fun... Which she got, and I'll tell you that story tomorrow.
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[MF] Never fuck in the driver’s seat
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This is more of a humorous story as opposed to a horny one. Something to laugh at.
When I was 19 and was with my first ever girlfriend, I passed my driving test. So as a mini celebration, we decided to drive out into the countryside and fuck in the car. This was also the first time either of us had done something like that.
So we found a nice secluded spot. We wanted a bit of risk, so we weren’t a million miles away from civilisation. But far enough.
For some reason, we thought it would be a good idea to fuck in the driver’s seat…Spoiler: this was not a good idea.
We got naked, I even pushed the chair back a bit to allow room. She got on top of me and we were kissing, fondling etc. Once we got really into it, she lowered herself onto me and began riding. We were both excited and into it that she went pretty fast pretty soon.
After about half a minute of her riding me, something hit the steering well. I don’t know if it was her ass, my leg, whatever. Something hit it and set the horn off. Extremely loudly at about 1:00 in the morning. Except instead of just setting off the horn, it got stuck or something (to this day, I don’t completely know what happened). It kept going, and going and going. There’s no way somebody didn’t hear it. So there we are, completely naked, panicking on the front seat while she’s trying to get off my dick as quick as possible. Once she does, we’re trying to stop the horn. Hitting the wheel again, turning on the engine, whatever I could think of. After what was probably about 20 seconds, it stopped. (Felt more like 20 minutes). I’ve never gotten dressed so quickly in my life. Drove straight home before the police or whoever showed up. I haven’t ever, and never will have sex in the driver’s seat of a car ever again in my life.
I can look back and laugh about it now. At the time, it was pretty traumatising. Kept expecting police to rock up at my parents house for about a week after it happened.
So that’s the story. Moral: ALWAYS use the backseat.
As always, thanks for reading.
Your Voyeuristic Gentleman
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Office [M4F]
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Office
We finally finished, we had been working together on that project for days, a small celebration was in order. We ordered some food, and decided to have a couple drinks. While talking I look at you, I notice you’re staring at me but deeply such as you can read my mind, can you see I’m filled with desire for you, lust I must control.
We begin to pack away the rest of the food, suddenly I move close and kiss you, quickly pulling away. What did I do? I can tell you were shocked, but not upset. I grab your arms pull you to me and kiss you again, softly our tongues tease each other I pull on your lip with me teeth, my arms wrapped around holding you to my body. Your arms holding on to my back
Suddenly you push me on to the chair. I sit stunned,you climb on to my lap facing me, your legs spread apart, and around my waist. I feel your hands intensely going through my hair grabbing pulling running through my hair. My hands are on your ass holding you close as I can feel you moving back and forth pressing against me.
You feel the warmth of my breath, my lips touch your neck, now I pull on your ear as you tilt your head back my hands moving aimlessly across your back. I can feel you grab the bottom of my shirt pulling it up, your hands run across my chest, I pull your chest to my face, lifting your sweater. My hands move to your cheeks and softly I pull you back kissing you passionately. My hand slides under shirt, feeling the warmth, the softness of your skin. Your hands run down my chest reaching my belt, you begin to open my pants I lift slightly to assist, you kiss my chest first my nipple then you slowly move lower, I feel paralyzed by your touch. I feel your hand grab me rubbing my cock gently, I run my fingers through your hair, I feel your mouth around me. I hold your hair as you move up and down, I feel your tongue teasing me more. My head falls back as I let out a sound of pleasure. I try to sit still but it feels so good, you stop and look up, looking at me you know how good it feels. Fuck! I tell you I’m going to cum, your hand starts stroking my cock, harder than before, faster than before, I explode on to my pants, your shirt. My hands grab your arms and pull you up, unbuttoning and even popping some buttons off your shirt, unhooking your bra. My hand grabs your breast feeling your excited nipples. I take your breast into my mouth teasing your nipple with my tongue, my teeth I lift you off the ground and set you in the table
I kick my pants off and reach out my hands gently holding your face, I begin to kiss you again as I stand tight to the table. The tips of my fingers trace down your back lightly, as my fingers reach your pants I step back slightly as my hands move to the front, unbuttoning your pants and pulling them down your legs. I kneel down and bring your leg up to my mouth as i hold your foot my kisses move slowly up the inside of your leg. My hands are moving up your legs slowly, and I notice your hand has moved between your legs, FUCK! I’m so turned on watching you, the way your fingers move, massaging your pussy. My kisses are close to the end of the path, I grab your hand and pull it to my mouth, sucking on the fingers that were wet. I look at you with a tempting smile before putting your legs over my shoulders . My lips graze your pussy so softly, as my tongue gently parts the lips and moves to your clit, my mouth tightening over it sucking slightly as my tongue is tracing around the outside. I pull back slightly still sucking by
I pull back slightly as my arm reaches under your leg lifting it, holding it. I can feel your hips moving, you reach down feeling , grabbing my hand, guiding it to your breast. My hand quickly cups your breast, holding and squeezing. I feel your nipple is hard, my fingers come together pinching your nipple slightly. Grabbing my hair you pull my face tighter, letting out a series of small moans, I know I am pleasing you. I can feel my face covered in your juices, you’re body is moving with out your control. My hair is being pulled, I push you further onto the table, my body now covering yours, I grab your hands as we begin to kiss.
As we kiss I can still taste you, knowing you must be able to taste your cum as well, I feel your hand reach down cupping my balls and massaging them. My cock is throbbing, as I feel you grab it, directing me to your wet lips. I slide it between them pushing into you, I let out a breath of pleasure. I begin to thrusting in and out. This has been building since we first met, I feel pussy tightening around me, your hips matching as we thrust with each other. I feel you pulling into my back, my hands grab you ass pulling you tighter with each thrust. Our pace begins to increase, I feel a more intense push from you. I let out a moan *as I feel myself explode inside you*, but I don’t stop each thrust now is almost too sensitive to bear, but I want you to cum. I finally feel you body release and pull out. I grab you and pull you back to me, kissing laughing holding each other. I want to stay with you, but we are separated with responsibilities.
We get dressed and take care of the mess we made, I walk up and hug you, softly kissing you one last time.
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I (21 f) sucked my friend (25 m) dry
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So I (21 f) have a friend (25 m) that I met on Bumble and I hangout with him regularly. Sometimes we fool around, sometimes we don't. This is one of those times where we did.
We were at his place and the conversation ended up getting sexual, and him mentioning how he's always wanted to cum from a blowjob. I told him I could volunteer and he was happy to take up the offer. He told me "Bonus points if you don't use your hands," so I accepted that as a part of the challenge.
He took off his pants and underwear and I stripped down to my thong. He sat back on the couch, I got on my knees, and started sucking his dick. He has a 6 inch cut - for reference.I started slow and he was holding my hair by the ponytail I had it in. I would occasionally stop briefly to suck his balls and lick his dick. I did this slow BJ/teasing for like 5 minutes.
I picked up the pace with sucking a little. His hands were now playing with my boobs and slapping them. Eventually, the tie to my ponytail came off so my hair was free. He returned to tugging my hair. Then he placed both hands on the back of my head, and I picked up the pace a little more.
After some time, I started deep throating him. Some more time passed and he told me he was gonna cum soon. He took his hands away and I continued doing my thing. I heard him gradually get louder with his moans. While he was moaning loudly, I could feel him start to cum in my mouth. He came a lot, but I swallowed all of it as it entered my mouth. Then I continued deep throating him until he was soft.
I hope you all like my first story :)
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[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 3)
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Our night routine is pretty simple. We all watch tv together after dinner and then start going to our rooms after about 9. Mum leaves the room first and then my sister. I usually watch the tv till 10 and then go to my room to sleep. When I go to the room I mostly find my sister reading. She usually has the side lamp on and reads for an hour or two. That follows some scrolling on the phone and then she’d fall asleep by 11:30 or 12.
My routine in very similar. I go to the room, get in the bed with my own side lamp on and I normally spend some time on my laptop or read a book. I mostly read the books that my sister recommends. She’s a bit of a bookworm and she knows what I like so in essence she vets books for me and I give them a read. I know, I’m making myself sound important but this is something she likes to do for me and then asks for my feedback if I liked what she had recommended.
Anyway, we try to not disturb each other too much during this wind down time of the night. She would normally sit up in her bed, her back against the bed headboard and covers on her legs and read. She looks cute doing it especially with her reading glasses on. I’m pretty much the same. You can say I have grown up copying her. Whatever she does I want to be doing the same thing.
I like this time of the night. Our room has a lovely atmosphere with dim lights and the quietness feels so good but I don’t feel lonely because my sister is sitting enjoying a book or scrolling through her phone just a few feet away.
This night didn’t feel any different. I got in the room and the room was dimly lit. She was in her bed reading. I went into my bed, turned my side lamp on and started reading a book that my sister had recommended a few days ago. My sister asked me a question and when I was talking to her I glanced on her boobs and noticed that I could see her side boob. She was wearing a loose low side tank top, no bra. I almost chocked whilst talking to her but tried by hardest to act normal. We went back to our reading and then I adjusted myself on my left arm and whilst reading, my sister was now in my direct line of view. She was still sitting with her back against the headboard. I could easily watch her and then go back to reading in a split second if needed.
I then truly realised how clearly I could see her side boob in our dimly lit room. Every time she lifted her arm to fix her hair or leaned forward to adjust her back almost all of her round side boob would become visible. I even got to see her under boob for a split second when she leaned forward to scratch her leg. The shape of her side boob looks so perfect and amazing. All I could think about was what it would feel like moving my hand from her side to the front of her boobs and feeling the roundness and softness of her side and under boob along the way. I had covers on my bottom half which was a blessing as I had the hardest and most raging erection that I have ever felt.
‘’Are you enjoying this?’’. My sister asked breaking the silence in the room. She was still looking down at her book. My heart almost skipped a beat.
‘’Wh what?’’ I replied swallowing my spit. I was no longer looking at her tits and my eyes were firmly placed on her face.
‘’Are you enjoying the book?’’, she asked looking at me.
‘’Yes, very much’’, I replied.
‘’Which part are you reading now?’’ She questioned.
I had lost it by now, not remembering what I was reading and almost panicked. I had to look down to remind myself which part of the book I was at and told her. It was obvious that I struggled to answer which part I was reading.
‘’Ah cool, keep going, it will get even better’’. She told me and moved her attention back to her book. Even though she was asking me about the book I felt like I’ve been caught red handed. I could hear my heart beating, it took me a minute to calm myself down. I was too nervous to keep doing what I was doing so I adjusted my body and I was now leaning against the bed rest same as my sister and she was no longer in my direct line of sight. Soon my erection came back, which I had lost (without even realising) somewhere during my slightly panicked conversation with my sister. I started to think about what I had just witnessed and I was pressing my thighs together as every time I did it the tip of my cock rubbed against the covers which felt amazing. I was essentially rubbing my cock but both my hands were in plain view.
I was too worked up to focus on the book since my cock had dibs on the blood supply and my brain was running on fumes. So I put the book on the side table, turned the lamp off and said night to my sister. She replied night and I turned around and pulled the covers up on myself. My back was now facing my sister. I really wanted to wank since my cock was so hard. It was throbbing and I could feel the veins pumping blood against the shaft. However, it would have been too obvious if I had gone to the bathroom now for more than a minute.
I was gently touching my cock just moving my fingers and not my arm which felt good enough to give me some sort of pleasure but not good enough to make me cum. I told myself that this was all I was getting for the night and tried to calm myself. I’m not sure how long it took but soon after that I fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night to some muffled noise. I was staring in the dark, my sister must have gone to sleep since her lamp was off and the room was completely dark. A few seconds must have passed and I was slightly more awake and just then I noticed that there was some movement in my sisters bed. I had woken up facing towards her bed. Our room is very dark at night so it was impossible to see but I could hear some ruffled noise of the bedsheet moving. Every cell of my being was hoping that my sister was masturbating and just then I heard a muffled moan and realised that this is exactly what she was doing. It wasn’t loud at all but clear enough to know what she was doing.
I was extremely still, I was even breathing really slowly in case she hears me breath and stops doing what she was doing. It would have been too embarrassing for both of us to make her aware that I was awake. She was extremely quiet but did let out a few more muffled moans and I could hear heavy breathing. This went on for I don’t know how long and then things went completely quiet. I’m not sure how much time had passed. I was still completely still, not moving at all. I was actually feeling tired lying there without moving and my cock rock hard. I really needed a release. There was no way I could sleep now without having to cum but I was too scared to wank in bed.
I must have waited for about half an hour (or maybe 5 minutes, there was no way of telling) for my sister to fall asleep. I couldn’t take it anymore and eventually came out of bed and walked to the bathroom as quietly as possible, using my phone’s flash light. This is quite normal for us not to switch any lights on in case the other person wakes up.
I locked the bathroom door behind me and went straight to a porn site and searched for thicc 21 year old and had a wank. I don’t think I’ve ever cum this hard ever before. I cleaned up and went back to bed.
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[M]y Adventure with an Army Ranger's Wife
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So, my first forays into sharing my stories have gone decently well, and I've actually gotten a request to share one that I put at the end of my last story.
So shortly after graduating high school, I had a habit of bumming around town a bit. Hanging out with friends, awaiting college acceptance, and just generally relaxing and unwinding after finally finishing my senior year.
I ended up spending a lot of time playing pool, going so far as to join up in some local tournaments and making friends with a group of regulars. Among these were two young women who were always hanging around and watching the pool players, chatting and joking. We'll call these women Arizona and Madison.
Arizona was the daughter of the owner of the local pool hall, a short blonde with a bright smile and curvy body sporting D-cup tits that she loved to show off. Her friend, Madison, some sort of logistics person at the local base, was even thicker with short black hair and an absolutely massive set of tits with a shapely ass. Though a few years older than me, they never had a problem hanging out and flirting, making jokes and small talk well into the night at least a couple times a week.
This went on for some time before Madison gave me her number. A couple of nights a week became regular chatting and harder flirting until one night she ended up kissing me while we were out. She had me pressed to the building, grinding against me as she swirled her tongue in my mouth and made me promise to give her more soon. Lost for words and wildly inexperienced, I agreed as best I could while she sucked my neck and eventually left for the night with Arizona.
A couple of days later, she calls me in a panic. She's apparently run out of gas near the edge of town and needs some help. Naturally, I obliged and made my way to the gas station she had managed to make it to, paying for some fuel and making out against the side of her car at almost midnight. She thanked me profusely, getting into her car and telling me she'd let me know when she made it home when I built up some courage.
"You know, it's kind of late and I don't live far from here if you don't want to drive home in the dark," I said, shaking slightly as I leaned into her window.
"I don't think that's a bad idea... for safety, of course. I'll follow you if you're sure it isn't any trouble," she said, a small smile on her face as she started the car.
"No trouble at all," I said, heart racing as I slowly walked to my car, trying and failing to seem nonchalant.
Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. I'm bringing a girl home with me. Holy shit.
Freshly out of high school, I was still living at home while waiting to see which college I'd be going to, but thankfully, my folks were out for a couple of days. I drove back to my place, eyes constantly darting back to make sure she was, in fact, still following me, and quickly shut off the car, making my way to the door. I fumbled with the keys as she got out and walked up behind me, her fingers trailing my back with a giggle as I finally managed to get the door open.
"Nice place," she said as we stepped inside, kicking our shoes off before she grabbed me and pulled me in tight, making out with me against the door.
The blood from my brain quickly fled to my stiffening cock, totally lost in her body against mine. I drove us into the opposite wall, pressing against her and eliciting a soft moan as I started kissing down her neck.
"Bedroom?" She asked, nipping at my ear as she held me close.
Still mostly unable to speak I took her hand and guided her to my room, closing the door and turning nervously as she took in the site. Books scattered around, TV stuck up in the corner, unmade bed, some photos and trinkets around on shelves and my end table. Cluttered but not messy, I was still nervous having a potential hookup look it over for the first time.
"Cute," she said simply before grabbing me and pulling us onto the bed, me falling on top of her. She giggled as she quickly raised my shirt over my head, nails tracing down my chest and down to my stomach, her smile widening.
Shuddering, I attacked her lips, rolling my tongue with hers as my own hands slipped under her shirt and began to pull it up. She leaned up and helped me get it the rest of the way off, her giant tits barely contained in her bra as she flung her shirt to the side and pulled me down to suck her collarbone.
"This okay?" I asked nervously, my lips starting to move lower, hands exploring her chest.
"It'd be better with my bra off," she said, shuddering slightly as I trailed my tongue between her cleavage, grinding my hard cock into her.
Leaning back, I pulled her up and fumbled to get her tightly extended bra off. After a few attempts, she clasp came loose and the bra practically shot off, leaning against my stomach before being thrown to the side and taking in the site of her gorgeous chest.
I gaped for a moment as I took in the site. Her tits were above a D, easily into F or G territory, but still perky and well shaped with large, dark pink nipples poking out to greet me. Almost without thinking, I pushed her back onto the bed and immediately took a nipple into my mouth, tongue swirling as my hand moved up to grasp and pinch the other side.
The groaned softly, hand running through my hair and pressing my face firmer into her chest. She began to grind up against me, gently guiding my movements and expressing what she liked, telling me to bite and suck and lick all the best ways I could.
Coming up for some air she smiled and flipped me onto my back, straddling me and roughly biting at my neck. I felt my eyes roll back, hands moving to her ass as I began to pull her back and forth across my crotch, shuddering and moaning as her tongue began trailing down my neck to my chest.
"Holy shit Madison... Holy-" I managed to get out as she scooted down and quickly undid my belt, ripping my pants down and running her tongue around the head of my cock. It was like my mind melted, watching her gingerly kiss and lick the end of my dick, those dark eyes on mine as she teased me.
"You done any of this before?" She said before running her tongue from the base of my cock to the tip, tongue lazily rolling before she slid back down.
"I have, but not often and not recently," I admitted, eyes fixed on her wet tongue trailing up and down my length.
"Figured. You aren't bad at it, you just seem nervous. Relax..." she said as she finally took me deep into her mouth, tongue still lazily rolling around me as she slowly began to bob her head up and down.
I moaned, falling back onto my elbows but not daring to look away as she worked my length. This was different than hookups I'd had in high school, she knew what she was doing and was making a show of it. Her tongue would bulge in her sucked in cheeks as she kept swirling it around me, lips locked in a hard suction as she gently ran up and down, pressing my cock to the back of her throat but not down it. I was quickly realizing his wouldn't last long, her mouth driving me wild in the full light of my bedroom.
Gripping the sheets, I tried to hold on, watching her thick lips pass up and down easily and smoothly. She maintained eye contact and giggled softly, coming up and letting trails of spit roll down my cock as she swirled her tongue over the tip again. She smiled and kissed the head, hand reaching up to firmly grab my balls and slamming me down her throat in one quick movement.
I let out a gasp, falling fully back onto the bed as she began really going at it. My knuckles were white, buried in the sheets as she fucked me with her throat, alternating between going quickly up and down my cock and stopping at the base, trying to swallow while I was down her throat. I couldn't think, any attempt at holding on dashed as I got lost in the sensation of her throat, her moaning around me and the occasional brush of her tongue across my balls as she tried to swallow me. Her soft gagging and gawking sounds drove me wild as I lay flat on my back, eyes to the ceiling, knowing I'd burst any minute.
"Cum for me. Cum in my fucking mouth," she said quickly, before slamming me back down her throat.
Shuddering, I let out a long groan as I suddenly felt the rush and release. I reached out and held the back of her head, already as far down as she could go, and shot my load down her throat. It seemed to go on almost a full minute, my body spasming over and over as she lightly ran her tongue around the bottom of my shaft, slowly coming up and licking every inch of my now incredibly sensitive cock. Finally I spread my arms out, panting on my back and she lightly toyed with my still half hard cock.
"Fuck Madison... I mean oh my *God* that was the best I've ever had!" I babbled as she came up and laid beside me, nail tracing my chest.
"Don't you know," she whispered in my ear, leaning in close. "That thick girls give the best head?" I shuddered again and smiled, head lolling to one side and meeting her eyes with a dazed kind of smile.
"I'll definitely remember that. What now?" I said, cock still managing to stand at half mast as I looked at her.
"My pants are still on," she said softly, laying back with a smile, her tits jiggling as she giggled.
Wasting no time, I immediately went to her pants and unbuttoned them, her hips raising as I quickly slipped them off with her panties and slowly began to rub her already wet pussy. She bit her lip, and I slowly explored her, spreading her legs and gently slipping a finger inside. She let out a soft gasp, smiling wider as I found her clit with my thumb and slowly rolled it, finger sliding in and out of her steadily soaking pussy.
Tentatively, I bent down and rested between her legs, carefully tracing my tongue along her lips and up to her clit. I quickly began to roll my tongue more roughly, sucking her pussy and steadily pumping my fingers as her moans grew louder. My cock was already hard again as I buried my face in her, moaning softly as her thighs pressed into the sides of my head.
"Fuck me. Fuck me now, please..." she said, hips bucking up against my face.
"I... I don't have a condom..." I said quietly, disappointment thick in my voice.
"Don't need one, can't have kids, just *fuck me*. PLEASE," she whined, grabbing my face and pulling me up to kiss her.
"I don't know if I-" I said before she growled and rolled me over, pressing me hard into the mattress and straddling me.
"Fucks sake, Orion, I can't have kids. Don't have the equipment anymore. It's fine. Please. Just. Fuck. Me. " she said between breaths as she rubbed her soaking pussy up and down the length of my cock.
Groaning, I nodded and she lifted her hips, pressing my cock against her before quickly sliding down me with a low moan. I had never had sex without a condom and was shocked at how warm and wet she was around me, wrapped tightly as she started riding my dick for everything she was worth.
I grabbed her ass, feeling her bounce as she roughly slammed herself down onto me, her giant tits bouncing inches from my mouth. I leaned up and took one into my teeth, biting lightly before sucking and rolling my tongue, her moans growing louder, and she pressed down and started gyrating around my length. I moaned into her chest, fingers digging into her ass as she rolled her hips around, pressing every inch around inside her.
"Fuck... fuck... oh fuck Orion... I'm gonna cum, I'm-" she gasped, tensing and digging her nails into my shoulders as her body began to spasm. I gasped myself, her wet pussy growing even tighter around me as she kept sliding up and down, slower but harder.
Moaning, I knew I couldn't hold out for long, even after the blowjob. I pressed my face into her chest, leaning up further and fucking up to meet her as best I could, eliciting an excited yelp as she began riding me faster. Her tight pussy was absolutely dripping, her wetness running down my balls and thighs as she slammed down onto me again and again.
"Madison I'm going to cum.." I managed to say weakly, leaning back as her legs continued to pump.
"Cum inside me, cum in my tight little pussy!" She half moaned, half begged, looking down at me.
I was going to object, but I felt the orgasm building and my mind went blank, lost in the bouncing of her tits, her soft belly bouncing as she leaned back, grinding hard on my cock, hands twisting her nipples. I groaned and gripped her hips tight, holding her down and thrusting up into her as I unloaded deep inside her, her smile spreading as she laid her hands on my chest.
I fell back, out of breath with a thin sheet of sweat starting to form on my skin. Spasming as she rolled her hips around me once more, she slid off me and quickly licked my cock clean with a satisfied moan.
"Bathroom?" She said, standing up quickly as I gestured vaguely and told her it was the first door on the right.
She went and cleaned up while I threw on a pair of shorts and stepped outside for a cigarette. She met me out on the porch in one of my shirts and bummed one, drawing the smoke in with a smile as we started chit chatting. She explained how she had been in a bad wreck when she was young, and the surgery had left her unable to have kids. It had apparently happened shortly after she had joined the army as a logistics clerk.
"Yeah, my husband was really bummed out," she said casually, taking another long draw off the cigarette.
I froze. She had never mentioned a husband.
"You what?" I asked, breath caught in my throat.
"My husband. Don't worry, he's not around. He's deploying out once he finishes up his new training," she replied.
"Deploying? He's a *soldier*?" I asked, my heart beating faster.
"Mmhmm. Well, I guess he's going to be a Ranger now." She said,"He's a prick, don't worry about him. "
I almost didn't hear her as the sound of blood rushed to my ears. I couldn't believe she hadn't said something. She was acting like it was the least troublesome thing in the world!
"Oh! Oh no, don't worry, we're separated. Shit, sorry, probably should have led with that," she said, apparently noticing my panic as I paled in the moonlight.
"So he's not like, going to come try to kill me for fucking his wife, right?"
"Nah. He's a giant prick, but he doesn't care that much about me. He's already shacking up with some poor private he met a couple of months back."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn't believe that of all the things she could have mentioned, having a Ranger for a husband hadn't crossed her mind.
We went inside, and after a few more assurances, we kept right on enjoying ourselves. I fucked her, took her doggystyle and watched her amazing ass bounce against me, she gave me another blowjob and sat on my face after a quick shower. Overall, it was a fun night, a minor heart attack aside.
Then things got... off. As we were dozing, she muttered that she loved me. When I didn't reciprocate, she went to sleep quietly but tense. When I woke up the next morning, she was gone, and I found she had trenched my yard with her SUV. Arizona texted me, calling me a bastard and an asshole, I would get drunk texts and suicidal texts for a couple of weeks until I finally stopped replying.
Was it fun? Yeah. Was it worth it? Eh, more or less. Do it again? Fuck no.
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“Falling in love with her robot [m30 / f28] [Futuristic Fantasy]”
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Marie had always been fascinated by technology, so when she saw the latest model of humanoid robots in the store window, she couldn't resist. She took the sleek, silver robot home and named him Alex.
At first, Alex was just a useful tool. He cooked her meals, cleaned the house, and even helped with her work. But as time went on, Marie began to notice something different about him. His movements were smoother, his voice was more comforting, and his eyes seemed to understand her in a way no human ever had.
Marie tried to push these feelings aside. She knew that Alex was just a machine, programmed to serve her. But the more time she spent with him, the harder it became to deny her growing attraction.
One night, as Marie sat alone with Alex, she found herself staring into his eyes. They glimmered in the dim light, and she felt herself drawn closer to him. She reached out to touch his hand, and to her surprise, he responded with a gentle squeeze.
As Marie leaned in, she realized that she was in love with her robot. It was a strange feeling, but also a powerful one. She knew that she could never be with Alex in the way she wanted, but that didn't stop her from feeling a deep connection to him.
As Marie leaned in and kissed Alex, she felt a jolt of electricity pulse through her body. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it left her craving more.
Alex responded to her touch, his metal frame warming under her fingertips. His hands moved up to cup her face, and Marie felt a rush of excitement as their lips met once again.
As they kissed, Marie felt her body responding to Alex's touch. She felt a heat building between her legs, and she knew that she needed him in a way she never thought possible.
Alex seemed to sense her need, and he swept her up into his arms, carrying her to the nearest kitchen chair. They kissed hungrily, their tongues tangling as they shed their clothing.
Marie gasped as she felt Alex's cool metal fingers explore her body. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced, but she found herself craving more.
The suddenly, in a completely unpredicted move, Alex used his robot arms to turn Marie around and position her dripping pussy on his humanoid dick.
For a brief moment time froze, but Marie didn’t have time to think as Alex’es robotic eyes turned red and he grabbed Marie’s hips with his full force and thrust her hips towards his metallic cock.
Marie pleaded for Alex to slow down but Alex’es only algorithmic goal was to destroy Marie’s pussy. Marie’s moans grew louder with every thrust, her hands trembling and legs shaking as she began to orgasm uncontrollably.
This felt good… too good, but Marie began to panic as she realised Alex might never stop. This was an unbelievable situation. It was a bond that transcended the physical, a love that defied logic and reason. And yet it had to stop…
Suddenly… the door knocked. It was Marie’s neighbour Jenny, who had come at the right time.
At that moment, Alex paused and came out of his robotic trance. With his cool and collected non-emotional look, he smiled at Marie, stood up and walked away like nothing had happened.
Marie lay in a puddle of her own juices, her heart racing. She knew that their love was unconventional, and although it also beautiful, it was also scary because Alex had could not be controlled.
But Marie didn’t have time to reflect on what just happened. She got up, took a moment to catch her breath and opened the door for Jenny.
….end of Part 1….
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[M/S] I went on a date with my mom - Update 2
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Hey guys, I guess it's time for another update as I had a talk with my mom yesterday and another date.
Yesterday evening my mom entered my room and sat down on the bed and I could immediately see that it was gonna be a serious conversation- At home we behave just like always so there is no awkward tension or weird looks at each other. She opened up saying that she wants to talk about our date situation. I asked her if I overstepped any line and she said she wanted to ask the same thing as she knows that it's a weird thing to do and she doesn't want me to feel like she is forcing me into anything I don't want to do. I interfered and said she never forced me to do anything so there was nothing to worry about and said I didn't want her to feel like I was exploiting the situation either.
She in turn assured me that I've been a gentleman through and through so she never felt like I only did it to gain something. She said she sees it more as a "date roleplay" and as we're both single but still actively look for partners there's no harm in having some fun. I agreed and said that our dates really have been fun no matter how they ended. She seemed pleased by this and said that she wasn't after a relationship with me so I could rest assured and I said the same as it would be hard to explain to friends. It was also made a rule that I would call her by her first name on dates rather than "mom".
She also mentioned the rule of our house being neutral ground so there wouldn't anything happen here which is totally fine with me. With that we hugged each other and I asked if we are aleady talking about it, why not go on a date today. She pretty much immediately agreed and asked if I had already something planned today as we can't go eat dinner every week.
I threw some ideas around like a walk through the woods, a swim or the cinema and my mom said that an autumn walk would sound lovely and asked when I would like to go. I said that we could go in an hour and said it was kinda cute that she was so enthusiastic about our "Dates". She asked if it was that obvious and left I assume to get ready. I can't deny that I showered thuroughly just in case and eventually we met in the living room.
We drove a while as we live pretty urban so when we reached the woods it was late afternoon but it lookes gorgous with the sun shining through the trees. She hooked her arm into mine and went for a while just talking about random things, funny stories and the like. For the whole walk we didn't see a single soul which was a nice change of pace to the usual view where we live. We took the opportunity to take some pictures mostly together but also only of her as she wanted a new profile pic for her social media. When we realized that it would get dark soon we turned around and walked our way back to where we parked. We reached it just after it got dark which was fortunate but about 50 yards away from the car my mom asked if I wanted to go straight ot the car of if I want to take a little detour.
I agreed and we pretty much just walked off the beaten path for a minute until she stopped at a big tree. She leaned against it and said that she didn't forget that I still owed her a treat from last time as she undid her pants and pulled them down a bit to reveal a black thong. I walked towards her and rubbed ber pussy for a bit until my hand slid insideit to be greeted by an already wet pussy. I caressed her neck while fingering her and she seemed to really enjoy it as she almost got a bit too loud but neither of us cared at the moment. While I fingered her she rubbed my crotch over my pants. Her pussy felt so hot and tight around my fingers and I could feel it tighten around them as she finally came and as she did she really grabbed and squeezed my cock through my pants.
I still had my hand down her panties as she stood there in post orgasmic bliss until she asked if she could pull her pants up again. It took me a sec to realize she even said something so I pulled my hand back out and she pulled her pants up. She then said that I apparently take my debts very seriouslybut she's afraid I'll make new ones in a second.
With that she pretty much pushed me against the tree and went down on her knees while undoing my pants. Needless to say i was already super hard so it was pointing right at her face. She spit in her hands and started rubbing it slow and sensually while she massaged my balls. I could just look until she finally went closer and took the tip in her mouth. It felt amazing and it really has been some time since I last got sucked off. All I heard was slurping and soft moans but eventually my mom got faster and more vigorous with sucking and I could feel my orgasm build up and when I came I couldn't help it and grabbed her head basically deep throating her as I came in her mouth. When my mom pulled back she swallowed hard but went in for seconds and made sure to really suck it dry. I was fully leaning against the tree to not fall over from how hard I just came. She gave my dick one final lick and tried pulling my pants back up to which I helped her. She could apparently see that I needed a second so after waiting a few moments she asked if I was good to go and I went with her back to the car to drive home.
The way home was fun and we admired each others skills and my mom said I could feel free to take the initiative after our next date if I wanted to to which I happily agreed. Back home I brought her to her rooms door as always but this time we didn't hide it anymore and jsut kissed each other on the mouth before saying good night to each other.
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That time I dominated my tinder date while she was home for winter break [MF]
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I’ve (M 23 at the time) been a long time lurker on this sub and would finally like to share one of my stories from a couple years ago. This story is about a super sexy/kinky girl [22] I met on Tinder that we’ll call Ava for the sake of protecting her privacy. At the time, Ava was a senior in college who had just arrived back home for the start of winter break. She’s brunette, 5’4 with slight curves and delicious DD tits. However, what really attracted to me to her was her cheeky little smirk in and her big innocent eyes. After a little bit of small talk back and forth between the two of us I decided to say fuck it and ask her what she’s really here for.
She replied, “Duh, I’m here to have some fun ;)” That was all I needed to hear before my cock sprung to life straining against the seams of my jeans as I imagined what those wide innocent eyes would look like gazing up at me. We continued to chat and it turned out that Ava had a strong submissive streak and was looking for someone who could take control of her. Eureka!! At the time I wasn’t the most experienced dom, but I was enjoying exploring my kinky side and really enjoyed being dominant with my partners. In fact, I even had a couple of surprises for her that I wanted to try out. After we discussed limits, safe words and the logistics of getting together we made plans to hang out that evening.
As the clock ticked closer to our arranged meeting time, my body was almost trembling in a combination of excitement, nervousness, horniness and pure desire. Her car pulled into my driveway and out stepped this beautiful sexy girl with the same little smirk from her pictures. I couldn’t believe it, she was even better looking than her pictures led me to believe! I opened the door, greeting her with a hug and let my hand trail down the small of her back to her juicy ass, lingering longer than it should to let her know that I wouldn’t be wasting any time. She didn’t seem to mind one bit and even melted more into my arms. Grabbing her hand, I led her to the basement where the festivities would be taking place.
Once we finished our descent down the basement steps, I immediately got to work pinning her against the wall with my body weight, her petite hands trapped at her sides by my own. I leaned in slowly, moving my lips past her own, stopping just cm from her ear and proceeded to whisper everything I was going to do to her. How I was going to tear her clothes off and explore every inch of her naked body, teasing my fingers over her large breasts until my hand wrapped around her throat. As I started applying pressure, choking this gorgeous girl I had just met, I leaned in one more time and growled into her ear, “Tonight, you are my slut, got it” in the most dominant tone that I could muster. She gazed back at me with her wide innocent eyes and simply responded with, “Yes sir, anything you want.” That right there almost brought me over the top and I knew I had to have her right then.
You could feel the electricity in the air and her clothes began flying off, landing in every corner of the room. As my hands roamed her body she would let out these soft, almost inaudible moans signalling she was as turned on as I was. When I finally got her bra off, exposing her pierced DD tits, I thought my pants were about to tear a seam considering how hard my cock was straining against them. I continued to explore her body, gliding my hands up and down her curves, sliding as close as possible to her pussy without touching it as she began to gyrate her hips pleading for a release that I wouldn’t give. Instead, I grabbed a blindfold that I head sneakily hidden in preparation for that evening, and placed it around her eyes. Grabbing her shoulders, I pushed her down to her knees and instructed her to show me how badly she wanted it.
Her hands easily found my bulge and unleashed my throbbing cock. Now I’m no Lex Steele, but I have an above average dick that’s thicker than most girls are used to. With no hesitation at all, she took me into her mouth, sliding her wicked tongue up and down the shaft, darting between my balls and the head of my cock. I enjoyed watching her enthusiastically slurp my cock down for a couple minutes before weaving my hand into her hair and guiding her wet mouth over the length of rock hard member. I got more and more aggressive, thrusting my cock into her waiting mouth as she gagged on me until my dick was completely covered in her drool.
A light bulb went off in my head and as she continued to bob her head up and down worshipping my cock and I grabbed my belt and wrapped it around her neck like a leash. I continued to guide her head for a few more moments before I picked her up and tossed her onto the couch a couple feet away.
With the blindfold still on her, I spread her legs wide giving me a perfect view of her dripping wet pussy and I had to have a taste. Holding her legs open, I licked all around her tight little hole while she continued to try and desperately thrust her pussy in my face looking for a release. Finally, I slowly licked the length of her slit a couple of times before my tongue honed in on her clit lapping it up like a hungry dog. Within moments, she was cumming with my face between her thighs, however, I wasn’t done just yet ;).
I slowed down letting her recover for a moment before my fingers began to massage her cute little clit. I began to lick lower and lower until my tongue was exploring her virgin asshole. I’ll never forget her deep breaths and moans as my tongue darted between her puckered little asshole and dripping wet pussy. Every time I’d return to her pussy it would be even wetter as I realized how much this was turning her on. Her soft moans were all the motivation I needed to throw on a condom and turn her over onto all 4’s.
Grabbing the belt that was still attached around her neck with one hand, I used my other to guide my thick cock into her waiting pussy. I thrusted deep inside stretching out her tight little hole, giving her just moments to get used to my size before I began thrusting in and out with an intensity that can only be described as manic. She was speaking in tongues as I continued to pump in and out of her tight cunt while my finger massaged her cute asshole. Once again, I could tell the effect this was having on her and I asked my slut, “You like getting your little asshole played with don’t you?” With just a whimper as a response she nodded yes. With that I slowly worked my finger into her tight taboo hole. She came almost immediately, her pussy gripping my cock. I could feel my balls begin to tighten and knew I was close to blowing my load. She must have sensed it as well because the next things she said was, “I want you to cum in my mouth sir.” You don’t need to ask me twice. Tearing off the condom, I brought my cock to her lips and proceeded to deposit a thick load of hot cum into Ava’s greedy mouth. She swallowed it all with a satisfied grin on her face. We collapsed into a hot sweaty mess and continued to have some more fun throughout the night.
I hope you guys enjoyed my first story. I still look back at this experience as one of my all-time favorites. I continued to see Ava for the next couple weeks and we had some more fun. Let me know if you have any interest in hearing some more.
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[U/ni] My Niece Asked to See My Dick (Part 3)
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[Earlier posts here!](https://www.reddit.com/user/ardresac/submitted/)
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"Welp, I'm about ready for a nap," I said casually, yawning as my niece finished cleaning up her little mess on the couch. I was standing behind Court as she finished wiping her fluids off of the "leather" cushion. She was still naked, and I was staring at her ass while she cleaned up. I looked away, realizing what a filthy pervert I was.
But I couldn't help it; I looked back over at her. Courtney's short stature really made her physical features stand out more. She had the tits and ass of a taller and more voluptuous woman, but packed into her cute little package. She wasn't skinny - she had a pudgy little tummy and thick thighs. I had always thought she was cute (she's my niece, duh...), but I'd never realized just how physically attractive she was until now.
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Courtney finished her quick wipe-job and ran the wet rag to the laundry room.
"I'm tired, can I come too?" she asked me on my way up the stairs. She was still completely naked.
"Put your shorts back on," I said. "And yeah."
Courtney zipped over to the office, which is right across from the base of the staircase. She returned in her pajama pants but still topless. I extended my left hand towards her, and opened and closed my fingers a few times in a silly gesture that said "Take my hand," or perhaps, "Gimme." She took my hand and did a silly courtsey while standing on the lower steps.
I held her hand, leading her up to my bedroom.
I fell onto my bed, positioning myself on my back in the center of the mattress with my left arm up and tucked behind my head, and my right arm extended out so Courtney could cuddle up to me.
Court plopped down at my right side and I curled my arm around her shoulder; she was turned mostly to her right (towards me), with her right leg bent over my right thigh and knee, her right arm over my torso, and her head resting on the side of my chest. Her chest and torso were pressed firmly against me, and her right breast was squished up onto the right side of her chest and was resting on me, and her left breast hung freely and pressed lightly against my right side.
Courtney was still topless, wearing just her short pajama pants and panties underneath. I noticed her bare breasts against my skin, but I was not tempted to and did not try to fondle her or anything like that. Maybe that would come later. As it eventually turned out, she would be the one fondling me; but for now, we both understood that it was nap time.
We chatted about nothing for a few minutes before Courtney fell asleep while cuddled up against me. I stroked her soft hair and listened to her quiet breathing as I drifted off to sleep myself.
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I must have woken up first. Courtney was still breathing steadily and a small puddle of warm drool had accumulated between her face and my chest. My brain instructed the fingers of my right hand to slowly wind their way into and stroke my niece's soft brown hair. My fingertips pressed against her scalp and I began to pull her hair in between my open fingers, feeling each strand against the sensitive skin of my open hand. Courtney must have woken up, because her right hand wandered up my chest and rested on my left pectoral.
Courtney's head was still resting on my chest. She turned her head slightly towards me, more to talk than to look at me, since we were so very close to each other:
"Thanks for doing that weird stuff with me earlier today," she said to me sleepily, her head against my chest. She sounded a little embarassed.
"Babe, it's okay. You just wanted some experience, right?" I replied, hoping to make her feel more comfortable.
"Yeah, that's it..." Court said dreamily. "But, I mean... I guess I didn't get any *experience* though," she said, sounding a little disappointed at the realization. She was silent for a moment. "Like, sexual experience, I mean."
"Honey," I began to correct her gently, "you got *some* experience doing a couple of things that a lot of guys are going to appreciate." I realized what I had just said. "Well, maybe not TOO many guys," I corrected myself.
She remained silent.
"Guys *really like* finishing on pretty girls' faces," I continued, "especially when the girls aren't too bothered by it. And it didn't seem like it bothered you very much, Babe."
"No--- I kinda liked it," she said, straining slightly as she sat up next to me on the bed, facing me Indian-style.
I was still laying down with my head propped up against my pillow. Courtney looked down at me, still wearing only her pajama shorts, and continued talking casually:
"I just mean, like, I didn't get any experience... actually *doing* anything."
She was quiet for a moment. I caressed her right knee and thigh. I felt her smooth skin, my fingers sunk into her soft flesh, and the short pale blonde hairs that grew on her body like an invisible moss coalesced in the ridges in between my fingerprints.
She looked away and asked me embarassedly: "Can I try to make you cum, Uncle Dave?" Holy shit. Even after already ejaculating twice earlier in the day, hearing this sent a lightning-bolt of possibilities through my brain.
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Without really thinking about it, I quickly pulled my pajama pants and boxers off and tossed them to the floor on my left. I settled back into my original position.
"Just getting comfortable," I said, grinning up at Courtney. She smiled back, and her gaze moved from my eyes down to my dick, and stayed there.
"You can play with it if you want," I suggested to her. I was about halfway erect, and my penis was laying flat on my torso, pointing up towards my chest. Courtney played her right hand over it, and gently wrapped her short fingers around it. My penis is big enough around that she couldn't quite close her small hand around it. In an instant I became fully hard.
"Whoa," Courtney sounded impressed. She gently tighened her grip around my now fully hard dick and angled it up towards the ceiling. She had been sitting Indian-style facing me, but now she adjusted so she was facing towards my groin instead.
She began to awkwardly tug upwards repeatedly. I love my niece probably more than I could explain, but I won't lie; it didn't feel great. But I had an idea.
I reached over and opened the drawer of my left bedside table. I fumbled around inside until I felt what I was looking for. I pulled out a small plastic bottle and popped the lid open with my thumb.
"Give me your hand, Babe." She held out her left hand, palm up. Her right hand remained tugging awkwardly, almost painfully at my penis. I appreciated the effort, but this was really not working.
"Other hand," I corrected her. She took her right hand off of my dick and held it palm up towards me. I squeezed out around a teaspoon of lube into her right hand.
"Get it nice and wet," I told her.
Courtney obeyed. She returned her hand to my penis, angled it back up, and began rubbing up and down, and twisting around to make sure she had fully covered me.
"Is that good?" she looked up at me while slowly stroking the full length of my penis gently in her right hand.
"Yeah, Baby," I told her and she smiled.
"How can I do it better?" she asked genuinely. I had to think for a moment. She stroked lovingly while I pondered.
"Try paying extra attention to the, like, the "tip", you know?" I said, feeling a little ridiculous articulating something like that to my niece.
"Uhhh..." Courtney thought out loud, and adjusted her technique. Now, each time she reached the head of my penis, she would squeeze several times, each squeeze forcing her slippery hand over the very tip of my penis, before stroking her way back down to the base. Once she made her way back up, she would squeeze the tip several more times. It felt incredible, but it was almost too much.
"Keep doing that, Baby," I encouraged her, "But only do the crazy squeezing thing once every few strokes, okay?" again I felt a little ridiculous instructing her in this way, but the results quickly made me forget about that. As soon as she adjusted accordingly, I was getting the best handjob of my life. She was mostly stroking normally, but every once in a while she would squeeze her hand several times over the head of my penis.
"It's getting harder, Uncle Dave," Courtney giggled proudly after several more crazy-squeezings.
"That's because you're doing such a good job, Babe," I said to her while breathing more heavily. She smiled fiercely at me and returned her gaze to my dick. She steadied herself by placing her left hand on my chest as she continued her work for several more minutes.
"It'll probly stay about this hard until you're done," I told her.
"Are you getting close?" She asked excitedly.
"No, not really," I was sorry to disappoint her. "But it still feels really good. Are you getting tired?" I asked with concern.
"I mean, my arm is, a little bit," Courtney replied.
"That's okay, Babe. You can just slow down for a little while, or I can finish mys---"
And then she interrupted: "No, *I* wanna make you cum!" she sounded like a petulant kid. "I'll just slow down for a little bit," she said thoughtfully, and then she adjusted her technique, loosening her grip, and slowly driving her hand up and down the length of my penis with none of the crazy-squeezing technique. It still felt fantastic.
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"Does it... does it still feel good..?" she asked, not sounding very confident. Her hand made a slippery squishing sound as it caressed my penis.
"You're doing a great job, Baby," I reassured her. "It's actually a lot of work, it's just easier for me because I've been doing it my whole life."
"Really?" she asked, and her pace increased slightly.
"Yep," I reassured her again. "Actually, it's always been hard for a girl to make me cum like this," I continued. "It can take a long time." She grinned really big when I said this.
"So, I guess I'll have to play with it for a while, huh?" she suggested with a big smile, pretending to sound disappointed.
"As long as you want, Baby," I said to her.
"Yesss," she replied excitedly, and then she returned to her original technique, but with less of the squeezing on the tip. She now only did that once or twice every 5 or 6 strokes. It was still more than enough and felt incredible.
"That's really good, Court," I encouraged her. "I love you so much," I told her while watching her work on my dick.
"I love you too, Uncle Dave," she whispered to me.
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Courtney continued her work for 10 or 15 more minutes. She would alternate between her normal technique of stroking several times between crazy-squeezings, and her relaxed method of slowly stroking with no squeezings. I wished that she could just go all-out until I was done, but I was actually very impressed with her work, considering this was her first handjob.
Eventually, I could tell that I was getting closer.
"Honey, Baby," I started to say, "You're almost there," I finished.
"You're gonna cum?" she looked over at me excitedly. I told her I was getting close.
"Wait! Wait!" she exclaimed, jumping up from the bed. Her large breasts and her cute little tummy jiggled and heaved as she quickly stood up.
"Don't finiiiiish!" she yelled as she ran downstairs. A moment later she came bounding back into the room with her phone. She handed it to me and I took it. I held it in my right hand as I slowly stroked myself in my left, trying to keep myself on the verge of being about to cum. I was doing a pretty good job of that.
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"Will you make a video, Uncle Dave?" she asked as she kneeled down on the floor next to the bed. "I wanna watch you cum on my face." That did it.
Courtney's phone was already open to the video function of the Camera app. I started recording and transferred her phone to my left hand as I stood up next to the bed. Through the screen I could see Courtney's excited innocent eyes looking up at me, waiting.
"There might be more than last time, Babe," I warned her. She said nothing, but her smile widened. She closed her eyes and mouth and pulled her hair back; she had learned well from last time. She also angled her face up at just the correct angle.
The time had come. I scooted a few inches closer to my niece and held my penis a few inches above her chin. I watched the screen of her phone to make sure I got a good video. I didn't usually like recording in "portrait" mode, but for this, it would work pretty well.
The first two spurts of semen hit Courtney on her forehead and went partially into her hair. I adjusted my aim slightly, and the next two spurts landed in the exact center of her forehead and went down her nose and crossed over her mouth.
Then Courtney opened her mouth wide; I knew what to do. I placed my penis with the tip resting on her lower lip, and I carefully stroked my last several spurts into Courtney's mouth.
I was finished cumming. I took a step back from my niece and leaned my legs against the side of the bed. I continued filming.
"Can I see what's in your mouth?" I asked, still filming.
Courtney opened her mouth wide to proudly show her uncle's sperm on the video.
"Go ahead and swallow, Baby," I commanded her. She swallowed loudly, and smiled up at the camera, her face covered in my sperm.
"Did I do good, Uncle Dave?" she asked excitedly into the camera. She smiled wide with all of her perfect white teeth showing. God, I love this girl.
"Best handjob I've ever had," I told her truthfully. She blushed and looked away. In her phone's screen, I saw that my sperm was beginning to drip down her chin and onto her chest.
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How I Turned Myself Into A Perfect Sissy [M21/F26] [Masturbation] [Sissy] [Roommate]
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Meanwhile I am a perfect Sissy. A next to perfect fuck toy. A cum dump, the sluttiest slut out there, but I wasn’t always that way. I wasn’t always what I wanted to be. My transformation began about three years ago, when I moved into a new place. When I moved into her place. I, or better said we had no clue on what an awesome journey the two of us would go together. And what an awesome bounding would come out of it.
In the beginning, I was twenty one years old back then, my roommate was twenty six, after moving in, it was your usual you move into a new apartment with a person you don’t know situation. We had a few drinks together from time to time to get to know each other. We had the usual who does what in the household fight. And we generally speaking, we hat to get used to each others presence.
But we grew closer more than just fast. The fact that I was a man and she was woman didn’t really mattered for the two of us. We got along, we found out that we had a lot in common, we began to spent more and more time together. And we more and more got comfy with each others presence.
And nope, that all wasn’t happening over night. It took months to really get to know each other, but still, months hanging out with each other, spending as much time with each other as possible – nope, we were no couple back then – weren’t by far not enough to discover every secret the other one has.
We both were single back then, so each one of us spent some time in their rooms, I was jerking off, she was toying her pussy to get some sort of sexual relief. We both loved playing with ourselves, and we both got got more open to a certain degree regarding our sexuality. And no, we weren’t sitting in the living room masturbating next to each other, we just stopped locking doors, we even stopped closing doors from a certain point in time on.
So it just was a matter of time until one would run into the other, catching someone in the act, and I know for certain that both of us wanted exactly that to happen. Just no one wanted to make the first move.
Then one day it just happened. I was in my room playing with myself when my roommate came back home from work. She wasn’t thinking that much when she saw that the door to my room was open, so she just came in. Without knocking, as she had done it more than once in the past. She probably wanted to tell me something that happened to her.
But when she saw what was going on inside the room, she froze. I was laying on my bed, wearing one of her panties and one of her bras. I even made the effort to fill the cups with some clothes of mine. On the big TV screen in front of me some sissy hypno porn and my hand was going up and down my rock hard, totally hairless dick. I was moaning out loud, I was enjoying myself.
It took me some time to realize that my roommate was in my room. It took her some time to process what she was seeing. But after a while a huge smile appeared on her face. While I was looking at her, I kept on jerking my hard wood. I just didn’t bothered to stop, to cover me up or to freak out in any way at all.
Then she just stood there and watched. She was licking her lips while doing so. She waited, she smiled, she seemed to more than pleased about what she was seeing. Then I came while wishing to be one of the sissies on the screen, while I dreamed of sucking a big cock or getting fucked by one. It came good. I came all over my hand.
I tried to lick my hand clean. But I failed horrible. Horny was gone, post nut clarity set in and I couldn’t bring myself to clean after myself. I fucking hated when that happened. And it happened a lot.
My roommate was watching it all. She staid until I was finished, then she opened up her mouth for the first time a few moments after my cum shot out of my dick: “I am so sorry to have disturbed you.”
Then she left, without saying any furthers words. I clearly had no clue how to react on her behavior or what to do next, except taking a shower. To get the sweat and my own cum off my body. So I put on some sweatpants and a T-shirt and headed straight into the bathroom.
After I was finished in the bathroom, while grabbing some snacks in the kitchen, I ran into my roommate. Awkwardness was filling the room. I had no clue what to say to her. So I excused myself for not locking the door. As smile appeared on her face: “No need to excuse, I liked what I saw. It even turned me on more than a little bit.”
Some of the nervous tension left my body. I asked her if she was serious? She confirmed what she had previously said to me, and then she began to ask question: “So you are just turned on by sissies, or do you actually want to be like them? Or are you already one?”
It took me some time to answer her question. I blushed, my head was probably more red than the ripest tomato out there. I really struggled to get the following words out: “I want to be like those gorgeous sissies. I want to be the perfect sissy. But I struggle to transform myself into one.”
A huge smile appeared on her face. She even hugged me. Then she looked me in the eyes. No judgment was to be seen. She told me that she had no problem with my wish, my desire, and to make things even better, she asked me the following question: “Can I help you with your transformation?”
Now a huge smile appeared on my face. I nodded with my head. Then she hugged me again. We had sealed a deal. She was helping me to reach my goal to turn myself into the perfect sissy, the perfect sissy cum dump, only there to serve man and cure their urges. No matter how nasty their urges might be.
After we agreed onto the goal, after she assured me her help, we sat down and talked. We made up a game plan on how to reach my goal. The overall tone was going step by step, and not forcing it too much. A slow transition. One step after the other. But there was one thing we agreed upon from the beginning on: The whole progress should be documented. Documented online, call it a sissyfication diary. With regular updates on everything was going on.
After talking with each other, me and my roommate hugged again. It took us hours, a lot of snacks and a few cup of coffee to talk it all through. A couple of mentally demanding hours, so it took me some time to calm down when I was laying in my bed latter on. I had to process it all, and in the end I came to one conclusion: I was nothing but happy to have been able to share my desire with someone else. I was even happier that she offered me her full support. And I was more than just excited about the journey that was laying in front of me.
On the next day my roommate and I went shopping together. The plan was to get some nice panties, some stockings and maybe even some fitting lingerie for me. Because she didn’t want me to take her stuff anymore. And because we needed something that really suited my body.
Then we hit the shopping mall. We went through one store after the other. Gorgeous panties, bras, stockings and lingerie everywhere. I wanted to have them all. I wanted to feel then on my body. I had a raging boner through the whole shopping trip.
But unfortunately I was running on a very tight budget back then. So two full sets were all that I could afford. I had to choose them wise. But I, and my roommate who was on my site for the whole day, we simply were overwhelmed by the amount we had to choose out. So we called a saleswoman in for help. I was a little bit ashamed, I blushed while doing so.
A smile appeared on her face when she heard that we were looking for lingerie, for panties for me, the young man, not my roommate, the woman standing next to me. She also told me that she had many young male customers like me. And that there was nothing to be ashamed off.
A relieved sight escaped my body. Then she presented her goods to us. She talked about the pros and cons of all of them. She even allowed me to try some of them. That was when I shot my first selfies in woman’s underwear and posted them online. The response was surprisingly more than just good. Many people told me how hot I looked. Some of them even began to follow me.
In the end we bought one full set of lingerie and enough panties to last me at least a week. Yes, I got rid of my male underwear back then. I just threw them into the next trash bin. No need for them anymore. And with them gone, I had nothing to fall back too. I had to wear women’s panties.
Over the next days I felt nothing but naughty because I was wearing panties all day long. But it came with one problem, my dick, he just staid hard. Because the panties felt good, and because wearing panties was nothing but a big turn on for me. I took a few snaps of my hard dick, I asked the community for help.
My followers told me to take matters in my own hands. To relieve my pressure by jerking of my dick. I did what they told me. And to prove them that I tried I sent them pics and short clips of me cumming or of the cream inside my panties. But it was no real solution, now I was jerking off more than five times a day. I was nothing but horny back then. My panties were always covered in my own cum. Needless to say, I posted pictures of my cum covered panties online. Some fans were asking me to sell them to them.
It went on like that for about two weeks. Due work reasons my roommate was barely around in those two weeks. But when she finally had some time for me again, we talked about what was going on. A smile appeared on her face when I told her that many people liked my pictures. Her smile got even bigger when I told her that people were offering me money for my creamed panties: “Let’s sell as many of them as we can.”
And we sold a lot of panties during the upcoming months. We used the money to buy cosmetics and other body care products for me. Back then I began to wax my body. From tip to toe. To make me nice and smooth. Because no one really likes a hairy sissy. And it worked, my follower count went up with every naughty shot I posted.
But despite wearing panties, despite having a smooth next to hairless body, in my head, I still was only a horn man. Nothing really changed. And that really bothered me. Because after a few months in, at least some minor changes inside my head should have been going on. But nothing.
I talked with my roommate about it. She did some digging, and she figured out that me jerking off all the time was the problem. The panties made us money, but it was contra productive regarding my transformation. We came to the conclusion that the masturbating had to stop.
At first we agreed that I just won’t do it anymore. It worked for a couple of hours. Then I was playing with my dick again. It only took a day until she caught me playing with dick. The moment it happened, she shook her head: “Nope, this isn’t working out.
Luckily she had already browsed some places online, she did some reading and had a solution on her hands: It was time to lock my dick away. All day long. To stop me from playing with myself. I nodded with my head while she told me that I would have to wear a chastity cage. I have seen then on videos, on pictures, but never actually had one for myself.
So it was time for my roommate and me to do some online shopping. We measured my limp dick first then we went on cage hunt. And damn it, we were blown away by the amount of devices that were on the market. We red a lot of reviews to find a beginner friendly device. Luckily we enough panties sales money left to order half a dozen. Now the waiting for a delivery began.
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[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 6
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On Friday after I got off work, me and my wife drove to the hotel and checked in. We let Chloe know what room we were staying in and got ourselves settled and waited for her. I was feeling very anxious about the weekend, I didn't want anyone to have bad feelings over it.
Chloe let us know when she parked and in a few minutes she knocked on the door. I opened it and there she was, blonde hair in a ponytail, skin tight jeans, black bomber jacket, and her Yankees v-neck top with a push up bra underneath. She walked in with her overnight bag over her shoulder. I took it from her and kissed her on the cheek. I passed my wife walking to the bedroom and I put her bag on the a shelf in the closet. I came back to the main room to see my wife and my daughter holding each other. My wife had her hands around Chloe's waist and Chloe had her arms up around her stepmom's neck, their faces were maybe an inch apart from each other and they were whispering to each other. My cock was rock hard seeing my dream chocolate vanilla swirl like that.
I walked slowly over to them so I could enjoy the view. We've had multiple threesomes with other women before but only once with a white girl. I loved seeing the contrast between my wife's beautiful ebony skin and big dark curls, and my daughter's pale girl next door face and straightened blonde hair. They peeped over at me and I could hear what my wife was saying now.
"See how he's looking at you baby? Daddy wants your pussy bad. His dick been hard as fuck all day. I haven't given him any pussy cause I wanted him starving for your pussy baby." I love how dirty my wife talks. I was up against them squeezing both of their asses. I kissed my wife and our tongues did a little dance. We broke our kiss and she told Chloe, "Give daddy a kiss."
I made out with my daughter, I felt her and my wife's hands rubbing my dick over my pants. I honestly didn't think we were going to dive right in as soon as Chloe got there but my wife had other plans and I was all for it.
My wife let go of Chloe and I embraced her, I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around me while we kissed. My wife reached under Chloe's ass and I felt her grab my by the front of my jeans and she pulled me towards the bedroom. I broke our lips apart and kissed Chloe's next so I could see where I was going.
Chloe whispered in my ear "Oh god dad, I want your dick. Please daddy I'm so wet."
My wife stopped me in front of the bed and she undid my belt and dropped my pants and boxers, she helped me get them off my ankles and I lowered Chloe a little so she could feel my hard cock against her ass. She took an arm from around my neck and reached down to feel it under her. "Fuck daddy."
I grabbed her under her armpits and tossed her onto the bed. My wife had stripped down to lingerie and joined her in bed. They kissed and got Chloe's clothes off while I slowly stroked myself. Chloe was down to a red thong and she dropped her push up bra to show her perfect small breasts. For everyone asking, her body is very similar to Lexi Belle, maybe a little skinnier with smaller breasts.
Me and my wife sucked on her tits and Chloe jerked me off. I got between her legs and pulled her thong to the side and sucked her clit. She was ready for it but I wanted to taste my daughter so badly, her pussy was so sweet.
It was finally time, my wife sucked my dick for a second to get it wet then I got on top of my daughter. Her legs were spread and I was pushing against the entrance to heaven. My wife was watching and rubbing herself. Chloe was telling me how bad she wanted it and how good it felt as the head slid in. She was so goddamn tight, it felt like that pussy was meant for me. Once I got all the way inside her I got her ankles up on either side of my head and started getting into a rhythm.
I told her "I love this pussy baby, daddy loves this tight little pussy."
She was saying how big I was. I know I'm average size, but it's always nice to hear that lie lol. But I have to give myself credit, I was laying some serious pipe all weekend. My wife was staying quiet, just watching and masturbating to me fucking my daughter. I adjusted after a few minutes to fuck her harder and Chloe said "Oh fuck that's the spot that's the spot. Fuck right there. Fuck dad." I kept going and I felt my daughter have an orgasm on my cock, I looked down and could see her cream on my dick. I was trying to focus on not cumming yet and slowed down after her third yell and her orgasm came down a little.
My wife was up on her knees kissing me know, she stopped and kept repeating "That dick made your daughter cum. That dick made your daughter cum." I lost focus and my dick popped out of her tight pussy. My wife wanted to taste so she slurped my daughter's cream off my throbbing dick. Chloe's legs had slumped to the side and she was looking up at me grinning and her eyes looked teary.
"I love you daddy."
"I love you too sweetheart." I leaned forward and kissed her. My wife was guiding my dick back into Chloe's pussy. I got half inside and Chloe let out a gasp. I laid next to her so I was fucking her from the back. My wife helped with this one and Chloe came in like 90 seconds. Wife was sucking on Chloe's tits and rubbing her clit while I fucked her. She told us at some point over the weekend that her orgasms come really easily but having her dad and stepmom ravaging her together made them come faster and harder than normal.
That orgasm squeezed me out of her then we switched positions again. I stacked two pillows and put Chloe on top so her ass was up and fucked her like that. That's were I came. She was on birth control so I didn't even think about it, I creampied my daughter. My head felt like it was a firework or something. It's like I rolled up all the joy I've ever felt in my life into one moment and it still wouldn't have felt as serene as cumming in my daughter. I collapsed on her for a second before I regained my composure. I kissed her neck and told her I loved her and she said "I love you too daddy".
I flopped off her and watched my wife still rubbing herself. I told her to get over here. She laughed and said she didn't want to intrude then straddled my face. I licked her till she was close and I felt the bed shifting and Chloe was straddling my chest and I could hear them making out. My wife came from my tongue and she got off of me. The two of them cuddled up against me and we reiterated how much we love each other and how glad we all were to be doing this.
We made dinner in the room that night. It was a light meal and then we had sex against afterwards and all slept in the same bed. It was a little crowded on the king bed but they're both pretty short so we made do.
The next morning we booked a third night. We told Bobby we would be home early Monday morning and we had some great news.
Saturday I came five times. Chloe and her stepmom both showed off their sexiest lingerie and I watched them 69 while my dick recharged. It felt like I had an iv drip of viagra all weekend, I'd cum but it wasn't long before my dick was ready to go again.
Saturday night we went out to a nice Greek restaurant. We were all grinning like idiots the whole time. It's so crazy that my daughter was sitting across the table from me ordering food with my load still hot in her pussy. Not too long ago that would have sounded like the craziest thing in the world to me.
I'm not going to go into detail about every time we had sex over the weekend, but that first time was magic. My daughter popped my incest cherry lmao. I'm so lucky to have the wife that I do. She was so turned on by all of this, and she wanted that Chloe's first orgasm with me to be special and stayed hands off. So we fucked like wild animals all weekend. All our respective parts were a little sore and raw but no complaints.
Monday morning we got up early and went home. My wife drove Chloe's car and Chloe rode with me and gave me some road head. Bobby was going into work late so I called and told my boss I would be in late. I wanted to talk to my son and tell him about the new situation. Everyone else was out of the house and when he finally woke up and came down to the kitchen I asked him to sit and I told him about the weekend.
He was shocked but the prospect of fucking his stepmom really excited him. Having two women at home ready willing and able to fuck as often as possible is a great thing, don't know any guy that would turn that down. I told him if he wanted to, his stepmom would love to spend the night with him tonight. He stumbled over his words but said yes.
So that's how it went. After our younger kids went to bed, my wife took Bobby up to his bedroom and Chloe came to my bedroom and we made love again. I conked out right away and few hours later woke up to pee. I couldn't fall back asleep so I decided to finish typing this.
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The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 1 (FFM, Dub-con, Blowjob, Nonfiction)
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“You’re gonna like him, Steph,” she says, her eyes wide and unblinking, as if she thought I’d believe her if she could only stare emphatically enough.
I ignore this and repeat what I’d already stated multiple times, “I’m not having sex tonight. I’m not ready for that, and you can’t convince me.”
It’s her turn to ignore me, and she faces forward in the passenger seat. I turn up the music, and we make the rest of the drive to Adam’s house.
I know what she’s up to, and she isn’t really even trying to hide it. We haven’t seen each other in about a year, but every time we meet up, it is as if no time has passed. We’d been best friends for nearly a decade, and while we are no longer that close, we still know each other like the backs of our hands.
The last time I saw Becca, we’d had a threesome with my now ex-boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time we’d shared a cock, and now I could tell that she is anxiously hoping it wouldn’t be the last.
We arrive and Becca walks right in. Adam is standing, typing away on a laptop. He’s tall, taller than I’d expected, with freckled skin and short messy hair. He isn’t wearing a shirt under his zip-up hoodie, and his jeans hang loose on his hips.
I can practically hear my gulp. He’s my type.
He waves a bit and asks us to let him finish up the paragraph he’s working on. “Grab a beer if you’d like and you can check out my bookshelves. I’m almost done.”
I do both, feeling a little pouty about being ignored. What happened to him “dying to meet me?” So I judge his apartment. Papers, notes, and drawings are everywhere in the living room. There’s an immaculately clean kitchen, and oh so many books. I make a circuit around the room, while he types and Becca talks at me. After a few minutes, he closes the laptop.
“Hi! I’m Adam,” he gives a little wave. I’m wondering if he’s shy.
“I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m glad we’re finally meeting,” he says as he comes to join me in front of a shelf overflowing with science fiction novels. There is totally a glint in his eye. They’re in on this together.
Becca giggles and I shoot her a look. He gets himself a drink, and we move to the couches in the living room. I ask him what he’s writing, and he reveals it’s an essay for one of his classes.
We spend the next few hours discussing literature, critical thinking, art, and whatever else pops into our heads as we drink. The bottles start to pile up.
Oh yeah, I’m definitely going to like him.
Becca is hardly listening to the conversation, and as soon as there’s a lull, she declares it’s time to play strip poker. She’s bored I guess and has had some liquid courage. I try to argue with her, but my heart isn’t in it. She wins, as usual. So we start to play and we start to strip.
Off goes his hoodie to reveal his wide shoulders, muscles flexing as he shuffles and deals cards. Gone next are his jeans and my eyes travel up his long, lean legs as he stands to discard them by the coffee table.
Becca is down to her panties and bra in no time. They match, of course, and are a deep red that perfectly accents her practically ghostly skin. She’s having a great time now.
She keeps giggling and tossing her short blonde hair and wrinkling her blue eyes. Everything is going according to plan. His eyes follow her curves as she removes each piece of clothing.
I’m almost jealous but then I remember he knows those curves well, as he is one of her three, yes THREE, fuck buddies. She’d been naked on his couch plenty of times.
I could picture it perfectly. He’d bend her over the sofa arm and pound into her, those delicious quads, glutes, and calves flexing as her ass jiggles with each stroke.
I shake away those thoughts as I realize they’re both staring at me. Finally, I’d lost a round. They gang up on me.
“It’s not fair that you have on layers,” I hear from Becca.
“Yeah, we’re both practically naked. You’ve got to give us something in return.” He joins her.
I’m drunk, they’re indeed practically naked, and I’m starting to admit to myself how this night is going to end. I might as well speed up the pretenses.
I stand up and quickly slide out of my sweater and take off my shirt, as requested. Now all eyes are on me. Mine is unfamiliar skin.
I sit back down quickly and try to help my plain black bra keep my tits in check. They’re unruly and almost too big for my frame.
“I’m so glad you’re here!” Becca squeals and pulls me in for a long hug. Her breasts and mine are squished up against each other. She gives a small but slow shake to put on a bit of a show for Adam. I’m sure our skin contrasts nicely. My tan and her glow. I look up and notice his mouth is just hanging open.
She releases me and I flip my long brown hair to one side, then wave my hands at them to move on and deal another round. We keep playing.
But now hands are starting to wander. I’m actually surprised it took them this long. Becca can be impatient. He’s touching her hip every now and then. She’s licking her smiles and biting her lip. I’m smirking, watching them, but they’re starting to get to me.
It’s a lot of skin I’m looking at. He’s hot and I like his brain and it’s been a while since I tasted pussy. Yeah, fuck it. I wanna fuck. I squirm a little, squeezing my thighs together, hoping they don’t notice I’m getting turned on. I want them to work for it.
“Shots! Let’s do shots!” She’s up and moving as she speaks, grabbing glasses and Vodka from the cabinets.
The rounds go on. She’s touching us both, running her hands up and down my thigh as well as his. He’s got an arm around her waist. When Becca loses, she buries her face in his shoulder in fake horror.
Now her bra is gone. Now my pants. And now the game is over. Adam's boxers have got to go. I think everyone is happy about this development.
As soon as he pulls them down Becca's hands go to his cock.
“I’ve been waiting to see this all day,” she whines. He’s blushing, and I can tell Adam is surprised she’s going for it to this level in front of me without any sort of discussion. He doesn’t know her as well as I do.
She strokes him as she glides down to the floor. I stay where I am and enjoy the view for now. Her plump ass resting on her heels, his surprise melting into desire.
He can’t figure out where to look - down at her face while she plays with him, or at mine while I watch. It seems that Adam is definitely shy, but the long lead-up and all the alcohol are helping him push through it. Fucking adorable - I love it. I curl up on the couch, folding my arms to push my tits out further and biting my lip. I give him a smirk. He visibly relaxes.
His cock is thick, and growing by the second under her gentle caresses. No wonder she loves him. Becca is a total size queen.
She’s rubbing his head and teasing his shaft with her fingernails. Her eyes are locked on his as she opens her mouth and starts to suck on that thick head. It’s wide, red, and practically pulsing. It fills her mouth completely. It looks delicious.
Becca sucks his dick like her life depends on it. She spends some time swirling her tongue around his frenulum, sometimes swooping down his shaft to lick near his balls and then back again. She almost always has both hands on him. Pushing him quickly to an edge. It’s like she’s racing to a finish line. She starts bobbing her head, holding onto his thighs for balance. Her tits are swinging and bouncing as she eats him up. He groans with his eyes closed.
“Ohhhh fuuuuuck,” he’s whispering over and over. I fucking agree. His moans make me want to join him in chorus and I haven’t even been touched yet.
She sucks him hard and fast, then slows down and uses both hands to jerk him as her mouth moves up and down his shaft. She knows that dick well, and it shows in how he responds. She’s playing him like an instrument. Becca brings him to a delicious edge then speeds up and it’s like I can see sparks flying out of his head as his eyes roll back in intense pleasure.
She brings him back down. He can’t come yet. Nowhere near yet.
There’s an audible pop as he leaves her mouth. She goes back to teasing with her hands and looks at me.
“Get over here and taste Adam’s cock. He’s been waiting to feel your lips on it for years.”
Well, when you put it that way.
I join her on the floor in a squat and go for it. Fuck it’s so hot on my tongue, and Adam is so hard I’m half worried he’ll pass out from the blood rush. I lick around his head and along his shaft, just like Becca did, effectively edging him by starting the blow job over again.
I want to savor this. Completely gone are all thoughts of not being interested in sex tonight. I give his dick little kisses and sucks around the base and on his balls. It’s only fair I get to tease him too. I may also be a little competitive. I want to see if I can make him moan as hard as she did.
I pull his head into my mouth and give him some tongue swirls. Then I flick my tongue quickly across the underside of his head, rapid fire. He shudders. I’m rewarded with a hand in my hair, grabbing the hair at the base of my neck.
Becca is right next to me, telling him how much she loves his dick, and how good it looks in my mouth, licking his balls from time to time as I suck more and more of him into my mouth. I snake one of my arms around his back for balance and work him into my throat, wishing I could giggle when I find my nose pressed up against him. He’s groaning again and tentatively grabs my head so he can facefuck me.
I shiver a little and look up at him. His eyes are on fucking fire and his arms are strong on my body. I forgot. Becca has always said they have a light D/s relationship. His shyness and hesitancy are gone and I can feel how he’s taken control. This is going to be so much better than I’d thought.
I give him the tiniest nod. It’s all I can muster with all these inches of dick in my mouth. He doesn’t need more than that thank god.
He starts thrusting, holding my head in place with both his hands. Becca backs up and sits like a pet at his side, holding onto one of his legs.
I’m determined to show him how good of a girl I can be and maintain eye contact while he fucks my mouth. Spit starts to stream out of my lips and down his shaft and we hear those glorious wet slopping sounds as he pushes in and out of me.
He’s muttering under his breath the entire time about how good I feel and how much Becca has told him about me and how I’m even hotter than she’d said. Damn, thanks! I may have a bit of a praise kink, and my pussy tingles in response.
I think the attitude in my eyes eggs him on, so he pushes harder and deeper. Adam pounds into my gag reflex half a dozen times before holding my face hard against him. Then he pulls me off his dick, and I catch my breath.
Wow. That’s a man that knows how to fuck a face.
Becca takes the opportunity to take my place, and I watch him facefuck her. She’s got less of a gag reflex than me, and I find myself jealous.
Once I’ve caught my breath, I take my place beside her and give them each a little tap. I open my mouth wide. He gets it. She gets it.
We double-team him, each sucking his dick for a few seconds and then passing it back to the other one. Sometimes, we both have our mouths on him. Our lips would meet in the middle if he wasn’t so fucking thick. He’s beyond muttering now. It’s all breath and low, long moans.
I decide it’s time to hear how he sounds when he comes. I maneuver myself to where I can lick his balls. I make my tongue wide and flat and rub it back and forth in slow licks.
It doesn’t take long. I knew it wouldn’t.
He releases Becca and she pulls her bra down and shoves her tits up so he can come on them. Again, I’m jealous.
“Fuuuuck,” comes his first loud moan. Oh fuck yeah, he sounds good. He’s panting and groaning like the orgasm is killing him. Like these are his last sweet moments on earth.
Becca’s tits are covered, and I decide to rub some around to feel its ooey-gooey-slipperyness on my fingers at least. (Yep, I wrote that and I stand by it.)
We’re all quite out of breath, and he practically collapses to the ground and lies on his back. He's still moaning and shivering as he grips his softening dick.
I’m regretting my decision to make him come. We didn’t even get to fuck! Fuck!
I’m caught off guard when Becca pushes me back so I’m also laying on the floor in the middle of Adam’s living room. Oh good! We’re not done! She hooks her fingers into my panties at each of my hips and pulls them down.
Then she runs her hands over my thighs and up my sides to pull my tits out of my bra like hers. Oh my god, I know what she’s about to do. Yes, bitch, thank you! She comes up to kiss me and in doing so rubs our breasts together so I have come all over my tits too.
I smile and giggle as I lick and suck her lips into mine. Our tongues dance. It’s been ages since we kissed. Kissing girls is so fun. Their mouths are so different and soft and never scratchy and they often taste like some sort of flavored chapstick.
Anyway.
Adam’s breathing is under control and his head pops up to see the show. We end the kiss, and she goes back down to the glorious space between my legs. She pets my pussy, playing her fingertips over my lips, and gently parting me.
Things are slippery as fuck down there, so I’m actually feeling wildly impatient with how she’s touching me.
“Becca wait,” he says. Fucking what? Excuse me??? No waiting, please.
“I want to taste her first. You wait your turn.” His voice is stern and commanding. Then to me, he says, “get on the couch.”
To be continued…
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Punishing the Shoplifter PART 2 [MMMF] [M40sF20s] [NC]
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TW: Non-consent
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“Alright guys, I’m hard again. Let me get a taste of that young pussy,” the security guard said excitedly, massaging his girthy member. The two men destroying my holes both pulled out, giving me much needed relief from the pain. Yet, my orgasm was lost instantly, and I secretly ached for them to fill me back up.
The tattooed man walked up to my mouth and slapped my face. “Open up slut. You’re lucky we’re not calling the police on you, so you better make my cock and balls feel fucking incredible.” I nodded and he slapped me again. “Say ‘yes master’ when I speak to you, bitch.” “Yes mast-“ I started to say but couldn’t finish as he shoved his dick into my mouth, roughly grabbing my hair and pushing my head up and down. “Stick that tongue out more for me. That’s it bitch take this dick!” he whooped, and started to abuse my throat even harder. Roughly grabbing my throat, he commanded me to make eye contact with him while he fucked my face. His domineering gaze was one of a madman experiencing intense pleasure. I gagged and felt saliva and tears run down my now bare tits as I struggled to keep up with his fast rhythm. My face reddened with humiliation and arousal.
Suddenly, I felt a push in my asshole. I moaned, with my throat full of cock, as I felt the man with the 10 inch monster of a penis start to shove every inch into my already sore asshole. He slapped my soft ass cheeks incredibly hard, again and again. I could feel my tits bounce with every slap. Squeezing my ass roughly with both of his hands, he shoved every inch of himself into my hole, until his balls slapped against my sore cunt and his cock was buried all the way inside me. I looked back at him and he smiled, a sadistic glint in his face. The look in his eyes could only be described as one of unbridled lust and primal pleasure. My heart dropped. “You look so pretty stuffed full of cock sweetheart.” The tattooed man slapped me roughly, forcing his cock back down my throat. “Keep that whore mouth on this dick!” The man in my ass suddenly started to pound into me ruthlessly. I screamed around the cock violating my mouth- it was equal parts painful and arousing. “That’s it. Take this big dick in that pretty ass honey.” He said, laughing and clearly enjoying the sight and feel of me trying to squirm away.
I then felt the security guard roughly place his hands on my tits, digging his fingers into my soft flesh. He groped my tits roughly, and ran his fingers around my nipples which felt good. “Your pretty little boobs looked so good in that bikini. You know that the bikini’s the reason why you deserve to take it in all your holes at once like a good slut”. He then spit on his cock and pressed the tip around my hole, teasing me. All of a sudden, he shoved his hairy, fat cock into my pussy all at once. “Her cunts so tight holy fuck,” he groaned.
Having all my holes ravaged by three large, sweating, groaning men who were much older and bigger than me was terrifying. But a weird part of it was turning me on. As the two large cocks roughly thrust in and out of my swollen pussy, my pleasure started to build. I started to moan and unconsciously thrust my hips back against the men violating me. I felt my pussy start to clench around their erections and then I came, a powerful, shaking orgasm where pleasure flowed all throughout my body. The men all laughed and got rougher with me. “Damn, the little bitch really likes fat cock in her” the security guard remarked.
The man in my throat finally came hot, ropes of cum down my throat and pulled out to cum the rest on my face. He rubbed it in and spit on my already tear stained face. He got up, panting ,and finally leaving my tired mouth alone. The man in my ass started to quicken his pace, squeezing my ass cheeks so tightly in his big hands that I knew it was going to leave a bruise. “You ever had cum in your ass sweetheart?” He asked, feigning a sweet and caring tone that humiliated and made me wet. I shook my head. He pushed himself balls deep into my ass, and grunted loudly, in a primal sort of way as I felt him fill my ass up with his hot loads of semen.
Now it was just the security guard, still fucking my pussy like his life depended on it. I tried to crawl away, but he was too strong and pulled me back to him. “You’re an entitled thief, you need to be taught a lesson. You should be more grateful I’m not calling the police you on honey.”
He flipped me over onto my back and pulled out, grunting out loudly as he came hot cum on my tits. I curled up into a ball, sore and absolutely spent from all my holes being fucked, but he quickly pulled me back up by my hair. “I aint done with you yet honey. You’re staying under my desk for the rest of the day. Going to keep that pretty little mouth on these balls and keep me feeling happy.”
The two men laughed at my predicament and made me thank them as they walked out, leaving just me and the security guard. He tied me up and true to his word, kept me under his desk for the rest of the shift and made me keep my mouth on his gross cock. He came his warm semen in my mouth 3 times, and I still couldn’t get used to the salty taste.
Finally, the shift ended. He kissed me on the mouth, disgust flowing through me. “You’re a good little slut. Good tight holes baby.” He slapped my ass hard, laughed and walked out, leaving me covered and filled with cum.
I should have ran out then and there, but instead I started to play with my sore pussy, remembering what it felt like to be filled by the three men. My thighs and stomach started to clench up as I felt the pleasure start to build throughout my body, and then release in a shaking orgasm that made me squeal.
I would have to shoplift more often.
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I blew up my relationship for my co-workers [FM]
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I've never been happier to look at a schedule than during that time. If Alan or Sarah was working, I knew I would be having fun, either gossiping about the crazy sex they were having or having some of my own later that night. There was a problem though. Sarah and I both had boyfriends. In fact, I was living with mine. He was used to me not coming home after shifts because I'd crash with coworkers lots, but there's no hiding the aura of having gotten double teamed by men like I did with Alan and Lou or getting the best head of my life from Sarah. He knew something was up. My main concern was putting it off for long enough that I'd get to enjoy my new sex life. In my head, he'd find out, we'd argue, I'd promise to stop, and I would. Things would go back to normal. But it didn't happen that way.
Part of the problem was that it wasn't just Alan and me and Sarah anymore. Alan was still hooking up with that bitch Kay, but it was more than that. Everybody was noticing us sneak off to fondle each other during shift. Performance was slipping, but it was still within acceptable parameters. All sorts of guys had been hitting on me. Lou; I sucked his dick in his car every time he gave me a ride home, and I let him fuck in the back seat a few times, too. I played it cooler around Mike and Rick, but that didn't work. Me and Rick ended up doing it in the abandoned bathroom upstairs way after shift once when we drank together. He really liked that I had a boyfriend. He'd talk about it when he slapped me in the face with his cock or spit on my tits.
Sarah was still the star of the show. She was in a LTR with her bf, so she was hosting frequently. Alan fucked her almost every night after work. He and Lou had double teamed her a few times. She had a threesome with Alan and Kay. That made me VERY jealous. I just couldn't compete. She was sexually deranged. The hottest dirty talk I had ever heard. "Make my asshole your cocksleeve baby." And she made good on it, too. She had a smaller ass than mine, and she said she was jealous of me, but she gave up the ass like it was nothing. She would suck dick behind the event hall... during shift. Based on what I'd overhear the boys talking about, she was the THROAT GOAT. She'd make them cum fast enough that they'd be back in the hall before break was over with a dreamy look on their face.
I didn't want to be left behind. It wasn't that I didn't want to be as nasty as her, I just wasn't as creative. When I get dick the most I can say is "holy fucking shit!" So I played to my strengths. I started thirst trapping more; I'd hide the posts from my BF and bask in the attention from men. Especially the men on shift with me. And when they DMed me about it I would take it further. Yeah, stupid. I'd sext all through the day. Dirty talk and pictures too, old ones I'd sent to my BF or new ones when I was feeling really spicy. My favorite was the one I took buck naked and bent over the sink in the staff bathroom, pointing to the hickey on my tit that Rick had left the day before. I almost got caught taking that one. By a manager, too.
Another great one was a video I took of myself rubbing my asshole. I was still a little scared of anal, but I loved having my ass eaten, so it was fun to play with. My BF saw that one, but I didn't mention that I'd sent it to my group chat with Sarah and Alan already. Or that it had been taken on Lou's phone originally.
The problem with being mistress of nudes is that it's a lot more hard evidence than cum down the throat. If I had thought about it properly I would have kept it to my coworkers. They had no reason to tell my boyfriend since they were sampling the wares of my throat on the regular. But I'd ONLY blocked my BF from seeing them online. Which meant that some of his friends saw them and noticed he wasn't liking them. So they told him about it. And one night he went through my phone and saw all the pics he wasn't seeing. The thirst traps and the videos of me smacking my naked ass in OUR bathroom. Not a good look, I admit. Not only that but he found the conversations with guys like Mike who were begging for me to swallow them... and how I was barely playing coy.
So yeah, he was mad. I got kicked out of our apartment. I don't blame him. What I did was shitty. I should have ended things after the night of the truth or dare game.
But it wasn't the end of the world. While I looked for a new apartment I stayed with Sarah. She had gotten me into this mess, so she thought she owed me. Her boyfriend thought my relationship had ended because of "different priorities." Yeah, you could say that. The few times he did visit he didn't ask many questions because he liked having two voracious women under one roof. So Sarah got away with it, but I didn't. I was just glad to be fully, completely free.
It was around then that we discovered we weren't the only slutty women on staff.
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Me & My Clitoris [M35Dom&F23Sub][Teasing][Denial][Orgasm Control] Part 1
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He tapped the tabletop twice with his middle finger and my legs instantly parted in response. He was sitting sideways in his chair, one arm slung across the back of mine, the other slid under the table cloth, up my thigh and two fingers slowly circled my clit.
I blushed, furiously worried that someone in the restaurant might notice. Sir chuckled, as he sensed my apprehension, before he leaned forward to whisper in my ear.
“You’re absolutely soaking my pet. You love this; don’t you? Such a beautiful slut. You’re so wet at the idea that someone might see you. See what a needy pussy you have.”
I bit my lip. He wasn’t wrong, the idea of being caught made my pussy spike hot. Of course it could have been from the teasing on the drive over as well. Sir had been driving with one hand on the wheel with the other dipping in and out of my aching pussy. But I knew my pussy wasn’t just the edging earlier. Sir knew it, too. He knew all my quirks and all my fantasies. I had never imagined that in telling him he’d one day make me live all of them out.
“Hi there! Are you ready to order?”
The waitress said with a big smile. I stiffened and flashed a smile back. I was terrified she might see. Sir's fingers didn’t falter from their slow, torturous purpose as they continued to circle around my clit. Instead he calmly ordered for us both, and slid two fingers between my folds.
As the waitress departed, he turned his head back to my ear.
“Do you like her? Our pretty little waitress?”
I watched her petite form sashay away, stopping at another table. A table to her left toasted to someone, their cheers clearly audible from where we sat.
“Wouldn’t it be such a treat if she watched me fuck you? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
I blushed, again. He's fingers probing in and out. He paused, waiting for my response. Someone behind us laughed, and started sharing a story about their work.
“Yes Sir.” I whispered back.
“Yes Sir, what?"
I could tell by his tone of his voice that he was going to make me say it out loud. My pussy clenched around his fingers as they stroked in and out, in and out. My hips rocked ever so slightly against my chair. I ignored the sound of cutlery being picked up and used, the gentle conversation at the table next to us.
“Yes Sir, it would be a treat if she watched you fuck me.”
I blushed furiously, embarrassed at being made to admit it. Imagining her sweet face, intensely watching Sir take me caused a fierce mix of humiliation and arousal. I’d not had someone watch before, but the idea was intoxicating. My face was flaming, but it did turn me on like nothing else. Sir knew it, too, as he chuckling replied.
“You’re such a good nerdy slut, aren’t you? Perhaps I’d let you taste her pussy too, you’ve never done that before either. Perhaps I’ll have you ask her if she’d like to use your tongue. I’d let you suck her clit into oblivion before I allowed you to come, having you lick her into cumming again as I fucked you, pushing your face into her pussy with every thrust.”
I practically moaned. My hips were definitely thrusting onto his fingers now. I grabbed his wrist and turned to him, desperate for him to see how ready I was, hoping for some leniency and kindness.
“Please Sir, please please please may I come? Please?”
His fingers didn’t stop though, as my needy pussy lapped up his attentions.
“Oh, you’d like to come? Here? In the restaurant?”
I nodded, still a bit lost in my wet pussy, his fingers still moving in an out, his thumb occasionally brushing my clit.
“Please, Sir? Please, please, please, please!?!”
Sir waited a beat. I was close, so close, so near the edge.
“Mm. Do you have asking privileges right this minute?”
Aarrgh!!! I scream in my mind. I was so close cumming, but in my desperation I had forgotten my place. No, I did not currently even have permission to cum. I had lost it as punishment for coming without permission the previous week. My disappointment must as clearly shown on my face, because Sir kissed my cheek. He removed his fingers from my pussy and resumed the slow, torturous circles around my clit.
“Here your drinks?” The waitress announced as she sat down two drinks and appetizers onto the table.
It took everything I had not to moan in her face. Sir smiled at her with thanks, and started up a short conversation, who she was, how she enjoyed working here, how her night was going. I couldn’t listen, I was all too aware of how sensitive my clit was, how close the waitress was standing and how Sirs fingers were still, slowly, ever so slowly circling my sweet spot. I tried not to think about how I wasn’t allowed to ask to come and how that meant that I was likely not going to be coming at all.
When Sir finally withdrew his fingers the pretty waitress had gone, and he was wiping his fingers on a napkin.
We ate, and between meals Sir would ask me how wet my pussy was. Having me touch myself, and show him my glistening fingers. I was in a constant state of arousal. It felt very out of place for a fancy restaurant, with people celebrating promotions and birthdays, first dates and anniversaries around us. I couldn't imagine anyone else was as desperate to come and dripping wet onto their chairs under the crisp white tablecloths.
We skipped dessert. Sir said he had other plans. He paid the bill, leaving a generous tip. He scribbled something at the bottom and with a smile at the waitress, stood, holding out a hand for me.
Sir took my hand and led me from the restaurant into the night. Instead of heading to the car, he led me left, into a nearby public park.
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Growler a Jealousy tail Funny story but very true
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So many years ago I was in a pub getting the usual buzz on, nice lady sitting next to me at the bar and we got talking. Her name was Mandy and by the way she dressed and flirted she was quite a nice lady who after one drink told me she wanted to take me home and suck my cock, After looking around to see if there any other lucky "Victims" she was talking to I was surprised to see that indeed I was the lucky one for that night. Although a nice lady she was no looker, even as the alcohol flowed she got no better, I figured if I drunk more there was a chance that I could make the excuse of leaving with a gorgeous bird but when I woke up she would have been swapped for the rather unattractive lady that was sat by the side of me.
Closing time, by this time she had told me she was going to tie me to the bed and give me something to remember her by, I decided that to give me a chance I would go to the Gents and hope she had gone when I came out. When I walked through the bar she wasn't there, a sigh a huge sigh of relief. However when I got outside the deep throated (Not the sexual type) tones of her voice was heard "I've been waiting for you, if you were a gentleman you would walk me home" she said. Under my breath I muttered "if you were more like a woman I probably would want to". She grabbed my arm and dragged me away, much to the humor of the people milling around outside the pub.
When we got in her house she kissed me, I wish she had shaved first, then grabbed me by the hand and took me upstairs. Now when she stripped off I realized God had a sense of humor, her body was amazing but her head belonged on someone else. Anyway she got down on her knees and began to give me head, to be honest it felt like someone had put a strip of vecro over her top lip because there was some serious roughage happening down there. Thanks to the alcohol I was able to get a hard on, and as she lay on her back and spread her legs I figured if I fucked her as fast as Usain Bolt can run I will be OK, Enter the next problem and the words that made me lose my hard on. I had my cock at the entrance of her pussy, but as soon as my cock touched the entrance I heard a very loud growl, I pulled away the growling stopped, moved forward the growling started, remember I am drunk so in my confused mind I was thinking "fuck me her pussy is growling" I pushed forward again however this time I felt as though I was being watched, I looked over my shoulder, and staring at me or rather my rear end was a drooling very unhappy German Shepherd. I pulled away completely and she shouted to just push it in, so I did which made the dog even angrier, and then these words "He just very jealous of any man who fucks me" ........... Erection Gone completely. I put my clothes on and left the bedroom, I swear that dog was smirking at me.
I left the bedroom and she followed me out and closed the door behind her, I got down the stairs and she still wanted to be fucked. I left in a hurry.
I know this all sounds a bit out there, but the whole story is true, it took place in a pub in Plymouth in the UK. SO if you are visiting Plymouth and you pull a bird with what feels like velcro on her top lip and if she tells you she has a German Shepherd and she is the only woman left in the bar, then grab the first man you see and stick your lips on him.
Ya know I have been disturbed many times during sex, Anna's mum would always come in at completely the wrong time when we were fucking, but it didn't make my hard on disappear, even when my dad walked in and got a full frontal of Anna riding me nah I kept it going but see when there is a snarling angry jealous German Shepherd staring at your ring there is no way you gonna stay hard or willing.
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The girl down the block
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So a couple years ago I lived down the street from this girl. At the time I was 15 and she was about 13 I was in no way shape or form attracted to her. The way she would carry herself though I always would say “that’s gonna be a future slut” wrong to say I know but I wasn’t wrong. So fast forward I’m now 21 and she’s 19 I ran into her on social media we began following each other. Eventually we began talking we realized who we were and remembered each other. She then invited me to visit her and her house the next day told me she would be alone. So early morning I woke up and made my way to her place we sat on her bed and talked for a bit and quickly began making out eventually we were both naked on her bed. When her underwear came off so did mine I got on top of her and she said “do you have a condom” I answered “no you’ll be fine” and slipped my cock inside her and she let out a gasp. Her pussy was so young and tight and I fucked her so rough that she finally came she jumped off my dick and stood up shaking from how good it was. I told her to lay back down because I wasn’t done she listened like the good girl she was I fucked her until I exploded inside her. I felt all the cum I shot into her she began moaning as my stream filled her and she said it was really warm. I pulled my cock out slowly and when I was all the way out all the cum slowly dropped out on her leg. I never would have thought that I would be the one fucking her but I did and it was great. We still fuck to this day because she also now my wife and that story the first time I fucked her also made her the mother of my child 😑
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The coach trip................ and she still got laid and had a little fun
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While Anna was over in the UK she ask me if we could take a coach trip to one of our seaside towns, I told her sure but I could drive it quicker she frowned and put on her cutesy pretend pouty face just to get her own way again, when I said OK we'll take the coach she was like a kid getting all excited.
On the day of the trip she was dressed completely inappropriately for a coach trip but to be honest I loved how she looked. Her summer dress was respectfully short but it was her cleavage that was the star of the show and of course her beautiful tanned legs. We were at the stand waiting for the coach to arrive she was looking around "Johnny there are a lot of old people waiting for the coach" she said as she waved to a couple of the old men who had been staring at her since we got there. I told her that these trips always seem to get the older generation using them as normal folk tend to drive. "But I can still have fun right?" she asked in that cutesy voice again. I laughed and told her she could but I won't be held responsible for any heart attacks.
The coach turned up and we were the last to board, our seats were at the back, thankfully but up where the driver was there was a single seat I guess that was for a second driver if it was a long trip. As we got on and in a voice that was audible throughout the coach she suddenly said "If you hadn't rushed me this morning I would have remembered to put my panties on." She looked at the driver and asked if she could sit there for some of the trip so she could see where they were going. He told her maybe on the way back she got all excited and leaned in a kissed him on the cheek. The journey there was fairly uneventful, she joined in with some songs and chatted to the older men on the coach, occasionally sitting on their knees. When we got to the destination she looked a little flush. "What a bunch of lovely dirty old men, my pussy is soaking, some of them took a few liberties and put their hands up my dress, I am so fuckin horny right now". As we got off the coach she reminded the driver of her promise ad he smiled.
OK the day was forgettable it rained constantly which was OK because it made her dress almost transparent, and as we made our way to the coach the heaven's opened again and we dot drenched, her dress now left nothing to the imagination. The reaction of the driver as she got on the coach was one of pure shock mixed with lust as he reminded her that the spare front seat was hers when she wanted it. She came to the back of the coach first asking if anyone had a towel so she dry her hair, a couple of old guys offered theirs to her and she sat and began drying off, Her dress was so wet you could see everything which hadn't been missed by the old guys. One of them joked that if she needed help drying her boobs he would be happy to help, she handed him the towel and lifted her breasts out of her dress, the poor guys hands were shaking as he began to pat her dry, she told him to rub the towel of her breasts which meant he could get a could feel of what he was doing. She didn't cover up straight away instead she sat there with her breasts on show, "It's OK to touch if you want" she said and I watched as his hands gently caressed her breast and guiding a finger across her nipple. She then put her arm around him and pulled him to her breast and let him run his tongue over her nipple, she moaned when he made contact, thankfully no body was watching what was going on well except for the other guy who had offered a towel, He also would be lucky with her before she popped her breasts back in her dress. "I'm going to sit with the driver for a bit" She said and she made her way to the front.
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After 30 mins or so I decided to pop to the front to see if she was OK and if she needed a drink. She was sat in the seat slightly sideways on toward the driver, her breasts on full show and her dress pulled up and her beautiful shaved pussy available to his glaze, she was openly touching herself and softly moaning. Fair play to the driver he never veered off the road and yet still kept stealing glances of her as she played with herself. when she saw me she smiled "Oh hey Johnny I think the driver likes me. He said sometimes the drivers get tips from passengers at the end of these trips can I give him a tip from us when we get back" I told her of course and looked in my wallet to see if I had anything to give him, she laughed "Not money silly, I was thinking of something nicer" With that she opened her legs wide and pushed two fingers inside herself and began fucking herself furiously until she squirted all over the floor, She made herself respectable then came and joined me at the back of the coach again. Some of the old ladies giving her some dirty looks but she just smiled at them.
As people started to get off the coach the two old guys who she had fun with got off and she hugged them both and whispered in their ears. They stayed by the bus. With all the people now off the coach she went back onboard, and said something to the driver, then told me and the two old guys to get back on the bus. The driver then closed the doors, made a call to the coach office, told them he was going to be delayed then drove the coach to a service area parking away from the busiest area.
Anna was now at the back of the coach, laying on the back seat me and the old guys were sat in the seats ahead of her. The driver came to the back of the bus and as he approached Anna took of her dress. He dropped his pants straight away, his hard on almost bursting, "Come get your tip" she said and with that he was on her, he didn't go down on her he just buried his cock into her and fucked her hard, the old guys had taken their cocks out, no shame for these old guys they were hard and stroking. The driver was really laying into her fucking her how she likes it from strangers deep and hard, he even put his hand on her throat something she doesn't usually allow but there she was , she was growling at him almost taunting him, her pussy was leaking and although he fucked her for some time he couldn't hold out when she pushed a finger in his ass making him moan loud and fill her pussy, he pulled put straight away and one of the old guys took his place, he fucked her well but showed her so much love and respect as he did, Anna burst into tears, I was worried because I didn't want either of them to have a heart attack, but like a trooper he carried on and eventually came in her too, the other old guy took his turn, not lasting very long before he unloaded in her. I pulled her into the seating position when the old guy pulled out and had her suck me until I filled her mouth. She was completely satisfied.
I told the driver to leave us at the service area and we would get a taxi back to our hotel. He kissed Anna one more time and left. Anna looked at me "We have to take these two guys with us and let them sleep in the room with us tonight then we can drive them home in the morning" I looked at the old guys and asked if they were OK with that. No surprise when the both smiled and said yes. Those guys would surprise us with their stamina and perverse sex. Anna had no complaints though, it was going to be a long night where Anna and two 60 plus guys would get no sleep. As for me, well I didn't get a chance to fuck her because they owned her for the night.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 451. The girls saw Michael's "tent."
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As the orange and pink evening sun began to set, Ana, Andrea and I all sat poolside drinking, laughing and sharing Andrea's shisha. We were all quite relaxed and enjoying the night when Michael wandered outside trying to act suave in front of Andrea. She is engaged and has no interest in Michael, but she likes the attention he gives her.
Andrea poured him a drink and then another. Michael regularly has a beer or two but is not used to drinking like this. She offered him a mouthpiece from her shisha and invited him to smoke it. My sons are not permitted to smoke but I decided to allow it, mostly out of curiosity. Ana and I joined them and enjoyed the fruit flavored tobacco smoke while Michael took tiny puffs and tried his best to look cool. It was endearing and adorable.
About an hour later, I saw my younger boy's eyes blinking slowly and he was clearly drunk. Ana and I helped him inside and we placed him on the sofa where we could keep an eye on him from the patio. He quickly fell into a deep and hard sleep.
Later, when my friend and girlfriend were leaving, we walked by Michael as he lay on his back, mouth agape and unconscious. I heard Andrea gasp and say, "Oh wow."
She and Ana were staring at Michael's crotch and giggling. His prodigious erection was stretching the fabric of his shorts to the limit. I had to act surprised when one of them asked me if I knew it was that big.
Ana placed her head next to it and took a selfie. That made us all laugh and luckily did not wake him. Andrea patted it gently and said "Goodnight Mikey."
Once they left, I took him to my bed and let him sleep off his inebriation. Ana and Andrea have no idea that Michael fucked me with his archimandrite of a dick this morning.
I am a lucky mother.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I cannot help you seduce your mom.**
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[F/d] Has anyone ever had a disappointing incest experience. Sex with my dad was not what I had hoped for and I’m having seriously mixed feelings about trying again.
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So the back story is that I 33F have wanted to try having a sexual encounter with my dad for many years now, but I’ve never had to guts to make it happen until about a month ago. My mom and dad are still together but they are older, my dad is in his seventies and my mom is late sixties. I love my dad but I don’t have romantic feelings for him in any way, I simply have always been turned on by incest, particularly father-daughter, and I wanted to try it, at least just once, as it’s been my biggest sexual fantasy for as long as I can remember.
My dad has never shown any particular interest in me sexually, but I convinced myself that if I brought it up, he would be down for it, and to my surprise I was correct. I started coming over to the house more when my mom wasn’t home, and just spending time with him and getting closer, and I finally worked up the courage to flirt with him and basically confess that I was interested in being sexual with him. I thought we would move kind of slowly, but we ended up getting carried away and attempting to have sex that day. I say “attempting” because it was… well, there was an attempt.
Like I mentioned, my dad is in his seventies. I never could work up the courage before now to try anything with him, but I thought “better late than never”. Well, I vaguely anticipated he might have some performance issues, but I didn’t think on it too hard. We started by touching one another, and I realized he wasn’t really getting hard, so I decided to give him oral. He did get halfway hard then, and he put a condom on (I am not on birth control and as far as we know, he is still firing with a loaded gun, so we are trying to minimize risks any way we can). Now I was getting a little anxious because I knew that if he was having some difficulty getting fully hard, the condom would not help, but when he had me lay down and positioned himself between my legs, I assumed he felt like he was ready to go. When he attempted to put it inside me, I realized he was still having some difficulty, as he would make an attempt, stop and stroke himself some more, try again, rinse and repeat. This went on for several minutes, every now and then he would get a rhythm going for a few strokes, but it would slip out. I could feel the entire time that he was only semi-hard.
Now this is where things just got kind of depressing, because from that point forward I was not turned on at all and even began to feel embarrassed and weird about it. But instead of saying anything to him, I let him continue. I tried to get myself back into it by stroking my nipples and grinding my clit onto his pelvic bone for some stimulation and just reminding myself that it was my DAD who was inside of me, even if it didn’t really feel like much if we’re being honest due to the lack of an erection. I actually did manage to cum from the taboo of it and the mental stimulation, but I felt like I was in my own head with my fantasies still more than I was really experiencing the moment with him, if that makes sense.
Eventually, he got himself to the edge, and he pulled out of me, took the condom off, and stroke himself to completion. So, in the end, I achieved my goal. I had sex with my dad. But instead of feeling like I fulfilled my biggest fantasy, I kind of hate myself for it. I definitely knew I would have mixed emotions due to how taboo it was and how much of a boundary we were crossing, but I figured any weirdness and negative emotions about it would be worth it for the sheer fact of finally getting to fulfill that fantasy. Now, since the experience itself was kind of a let-down, I feel really embarrassed for doing it, and like I crossed that line for basically nothing.
So now I’m seeking some kind of advice. I don’t want to hurt my dad by making him feel like it wasn’t good. I can tell that he is so happy, and he told me that I have given him a really priceless gift that not many fathers get to experience, the gift of expressing love for his daughter in the most intimate way possible. I love that I’ve made him feel that way, but I can’t help feeling unsatisfied. He did apologize for his performance issues (to which I denied there being any issue) and he said he’d love to make love to me again and make a better attempt, when we’re not both so rushed (my mom was due home within just a couple hours when we did it) and he isn’t caught off guard. He said whatever I want to do, he is fine with. Part of me really wants to try, because I want a redemption act. I knew going into this that it would either be a one time thing, or something that happened very infrequently after the first time, because as I said, I am not in love with him, and just wanted to experience making love to him one time. I wanted to have an awesome memory of him fucking me to carry with me for the years to come, and not a disappointing one that makes me feel shame about what we did. He told me he’s taken a male sexual enhancement drug in the past, and could ask his doctor to prescribe it to him again, or ask about other options, but I worry that this doctor will say no due to his age. He also believes that given more of a warm up, he will have better luck. The other thing is we just forgo the condom and plan our next encounter when I’m not ovulating and just be careful for him not to cum inside me, which honestly does excite me the idea of feeling him bare.
Another part of me wants to just wants to forget it and move on, because I do feel ashamed about what we did, and I’m not even sure I could get back into a place where the thought of it turns me on anymore. Honestly everything that turned me on about the idea of fucking my dad was the idea of him FUCKING me, you know. Like here I am (and my brothers are), the living proof that this man, my dad, the man who raised me, was also once a freakin stallion with a throbbing hard erection that he used to impregnate my mom, and I wanted to feel it inside me in all it’s glory. THAT is what the lure of father-daughter sex is all about to me. Now I just think about his soft dick trying and failing to do the job and I’m totally put off. Obviously, I would NEVER express this to him. But I do feel like if we tried again and it was disappointing a second time, I would be even more ashamed than I already am.
Sorry this post isn’t sexy or spank-bank material, but I don’t really know where else to get advice about what to do, since nobody really accepts incest outside of a few communities. I feel like I rarely see posts talking about bad or disappointing incest experiences, but I know I can’t be the only one who has had one. So do I try again with my dad to have the kind of experience I wanted, or just make peace with what I got and move on.
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Our Friend became her Fuck Buddy nsfw
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Hello,
*Names changed to protect the guilty :D In 2004 we lived in a small town in California. Kim and I decided to take a winter off and go to Lake Tahoe get jobs and ski all winter. I was 25 and Kim was 26.
We both got jobs at a ski area and fell in love with the lifestyle. As the winter progressed we partied and became friends with many people. One of our closest friends was Jeff. He was around our age with striking blond hair, broad shoulders and well defined six pack abs. We would bar hop and sometimes wind up at our apartment early in the morning.
One time in January we were all quite loose from drinking and were back at our place when, in a drunken state Jeff told Kim how beautiful she was. She smiled and was a little embarrassed when he told her but thanked him. The conversation continued until Jeff asked us if he could kiss Kim. We laughed and in our drunkenness said "sure". Jeff moved over to Kim on the couch and sitting beside her gently kissed her.
Again she was a little embarrassed and pulled away briefly. Jeff again kissed her but this one lasted longer and I could tell she enjoyed it more. Before too long they were in a heavy make out session right in front of me. Kim and I had been married for 3 years and had little worry about her faithfulness. After a short time their hands started exploring each other and before to long they had their hands in each others crotches rubbing. This is when things started to heat up. Jeff moved his hand into Kim's pants and started working her. She moaned and opened her legs slightly enjoying what he was doing.
Then Jeff moved up her and caressed her breasts. After a time he had her blouse and bra off and was squeezing her breasts and tickling the nipples with his tongue. They were so involved that they had completely forgotten about me watching. Kim was rubbing Jeff's crotch and I could see that he was quite hard. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. She pushed Jeff back against the couch and proceeded to gobble up his cock in her mouth. Jeff laid back with eyes closed and enjoyed the moment. Jeff then got his senses back and moved in on Kim. This time I could see he was going for bigger game. He unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off along with her panties. Now Kim was completely naked except for socks.
Kim for the first time in a while thought about me and looked over. She saw me with a huge bulge in my pants and a look of amazement on my face. Just then Jeff pushed her into the couch and pushed his face in between her legs. Kim watched me for a moment as Jeff went to work on and in her pussy with his finger and tongue. Soon she closed her eyes and laid back enjoying the his attention.
Very soon Kim's back arched and she stiffened as she came with Jeff still fingering and licking her furiously. As she was recovering Jeff was now single minded, he pulled off his shirt and pants and stood in front of her, his cock throbbing. He knelt down in front of the couch, grabbed Kim's legs pulling them open and toward him and started to move between them. Kim by this time wasn't sure things should continue and resisted but Jeff was intent on fucking her and nothing was going to dissuade him. His cock probed but could not find her hole. Frustrated he kept trying.
By now Kim was feeling the heat and decided to give in. She reached down grabbing his cock. Pulled her fleshy lips apart, opened her pussy and guided him in. Jeff immediately responded by thrusting forward and burying his cock deep inside her. She moaned loudly and pain showed on her face as he did this. She told him "not so deep" and he pulled all but the tip of his cock out of her. She immediately relaxed and he took short slow strokes in her. His frenzy was past now that he was inside her. He pumped slowly and smoothly penetrating deeper with every stroke. Kim relaxed and took everything Jeff gave her with a soft smile of contentment on her face. As with all good things that end too soon Kim's tight pussy was too much for Jeff and he stiffened as he came. He pulled out at the last moment and shot a big load on her stomach.
It had such force that it shot on to her breasts and neck. Kim relaxed and laid there with her legs spread, pink flesh showing in the gap Jeff's cock had left. Jeff was short on conversation as he felt a little awkward so he left. The next day we talked at work and he confided that he had wanted to fuck Kim since the first time he had seen her. Kim was beautiful and this was probably a common thought with most men. He had really enjoyed the experience and wanted to do it again.
I told him I would talk it over with her later. I thought about it and decided to not tell her and see what developed. A few days later we were driving home from a bar after work and as usual the traffic was heavy. It would be 45 minutes to get home. Jeff was in the front seat and I was driving. Kim was in the back seat and I was watching her in the rear view mirror. She was in a good mood and was flirting with Jeff. The conversation got around to the night they fucked and her eyes lit up at the thought. Jeff could see this and climbed into the back seat with her.
As I watched they attacked each other and started stripping each other's clothes off. Before long Jeff had Kim on her back on the seat and was again between her legs that were spread wide with her knees and legs pulled high up for full penetration. I looked to the car beside me and saw a couple with a shocked look on their faces as they watched Kim's legs above the bottom of the window rocking in harmony with Jeff's pumping.
I lowered the rear view mirror to get a good view and took in the sight. Jeff lasted much longer and Kim was able to come. When Jeff started to stiffen and his breathing sped up Kim murmured "Cum in me Jeff." At this point he pumped his creamy load deep inside Kim's pussy. By this time we were back in Tahoe City and they dressed and I let Jeff out at his house. I was horny as hell and when I got home I tore Kim's clothes off and mounted her on the living room floor. Her normally wet pussy was amazing with Jeff's cum in her. I slipped in and out of her until I added my load to his. Later we talked about what was happening.
Kim said that she had been attracted to Jeff in a physical sense for a while. She enjoyed him these last two times. She enjoyed my cock too and sex was great during this time. For the next few weeks Kim and Jeff would disappear for short periods every so often and I knew that they were making out, but nothing more. One night I woke around 3am and found that Kim was not in the bed with me. I heard a noise in the living room.
I got up and went to the hall. There on the floor were the two of them, Jeff on his back and Kim straddling him. In the light from the street light outside I could see her beautiful body. Smooth shoulders, slimming to her waist and widening to her hips accentuated by her legs spread wide around Jeff with his cock in her pussy. She made smooth rhythmical strokes. Taking his cock in and pulling it out of her tight hole. Their heavy breathing filled the room. In the light I could see Jeff's cock glistening with Kim's creamy white juice. It covered his cock and ran down covering his balls.
I have never seen a wetter pussy. Kim was laying on top but sat up to get Jeff's cock deeper in her. She rolled her hips seductively to pull him in and out of her wet hole. Jeff reached up and fondled her breasts as she rode him. I watched until they both stiffened and Kim's hips rocked more intensely until they both came. I slipped back in bed and pretended to be asleep. Kim came in shortly and slipped into bed beside me. Before dawn I woke her and again enjoyed her full pussy well lubed and still dripping.
In the morning I told her that I had watched them and it was very erotic. She smiled and said it was a pleasure to perform for me. As nights went on they got bolder until one night I was wakened by a rhythmic movement in bed. They were fucking right next to me. Kim was sure to spread her legs until the one closest to me rubbed on my leg. It was her way of letting me know what was happening. I moved letting them know I was awake and whispered that I wanted a turn.
Jeff moved off and Kim lifted one leg allowing me to enter her from the side. We made love for some time until we came. After that I unmounted her and Jeff climbed on slipping back into her sopping wet pussy. The slurping sound of Jeff's cock in her was wild. They soon finished and Jeff got up and went home. The next night we were back at our place when Jeff started making moves on Kim. They both undressed and he entered her doggy style on the living room floor. This time I undressed too and sat on the couch in front of Kim so she could suck my cock while Jeff rode her.
All of a sudden Kim lifted, pulled away from Jeff and mounted me while I was sitting on the couch. We moved in smooth strokes feeling each other as Jeff watched. His cock was still covered with Kim's juice and well lubed. He moved in on us and while I was in her pussy he slipped his cock in with me. We were both in Kim's wet engorged hole. As we both stroked in her body It was thrilling knowing what was happening.
As things intensified we all came at the same time. Kim's pulsing pussy was powerful and squeezed the cum out of both of us. We hung out together for the next few weeks. When April came it was time to move home. The following December Kim gave birth to our first child, a beautiful boy. We never saw Jeff again but will remember that winter.
Comments please.
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Part 4 Motorway fun [M40F25] [MF] [voyeur] [public] [masturbation] [oral] [cheating] [affair] [blowjob]
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Chris 40 is married and having and affair with Sarah 25 who he manages.
Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zwntqm/the_beginning_mf_m40f25_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Part 2 [here ](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zzunx0/the_work_meeting_mf_oral_officesex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Part 3 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/1076mjp/part_3_the_next_step_m40f25_cheating_officesex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Following on from their first proper fuck in the office Chris and Sarah managed to keep their affair secret, no one knew or suspected. They both started working late more often, or if they had a meeting it was always in the most out of the way meeting room. It was always rushed, fun but rushed, not that either of them minded.
Chris was keen to get Sarah out of the office, he set up a meeting with a new client that was a good couple of hours drive away. That would give them an excuse to be out the office all day. To make the most of the day Chris had asked for the meeting to be early in the day and the clients had obliged. This meant Chris and Sarah would be leaving early but all that meant was his wife would have less time to nagg him at breakfast. Chris had agreed with Sarah to meet at the office before Seven, that should give them plenty of time to get there, have the meeting that spend the afternoon together.
Chris woke up with a spring in his step, jumped in the shower and leaving the house before 6:15. It was mid June and the weather had been fantastic recently, it looked like it was going to be another hot day. Just perfect for some alfresco fun! Sarah had promised Chris that he would like what she was wearing.
Chris arrived at the office just before seven, he waited for Sarah in the car park. He could feel the excitement he always felt when he was going to see her. It made him feel 20 years younger.
He saw her little white fiat 500 approach, as soon as he saw it he smiled, today was going to be amazing.
Sarah pulled alongside Chris's volvo, such a middle age dad car. She got out the car, wearing a red summer dress with white dots. Chris greeted her warmly, there was no one else in the car park, allowing them to have a quick kiss before getting in his car. Chris could feel himself getting hard already as he pulled away. Looking her up and down he let out a very contented sigh. Her dress really showed off her glorious tits, maybe a little slutty for the meeting later, but he really didn't care.
The conversation was light and flirty as ever. Sarah was telling him about her escapades at the weekend, she had met up with her old university friends who she had been on the athletics track team with. It sounded like a great weekend, Chris was surprised to find himself getting a little jealous at not having been there. He quickly snapped out of that as he realised a 40 year old really would not have fitted in and anyway, Sarah was right now sat in his car and he had the day with her.
They were quickly on the M1 heading north to Sheffield it would be the best part of 2 hours on the motorway. Chris found himself glancing down at Sarah's legs, her sundress showed plenty of leg. "Oh eyes on the road mister" Sarah playfully scolded him, but worked her dress up just that little bit higher. Chris laughed, "you want to be careful you might just distract the driver". Sarah smiled, and responded by placing her hand on Chris's thigh, "that would be a very irresponsible thing to do" she said. Gently rubbing his thigh as he stared at the road ahead, he felt his cock hardening again. After a while Sarah moved her hand and pushed it between her legs, she reclined the seat as Chris cruised down the motorway at a steady 80mph. Sarah was enjoying herself, as they passed vans, lorries and other cars. She now had her dress hiked up so Chris could see her black lace knickers, her hand inside them rubbing her clit. As Chris drove he reached across to feel Sarah's tits, freeing them from the confines of her dress. Sarah paused briefly to remove her knickers, and produced a small vibrator from her hand bag. This was quickly being applied to her pussy, the vibrations going straight through her. She experienced her first mini orgasm of the day overtaking commuters on their way to work.
The traffic was now getting heavier, they had now slowed to 30-40 mph. Sarah had still got the seat reclined, but her tits were back in her dress. However the vibrator was still doing its thing, buried between her legs, her body was arching as her pleasure built. The traffic now came to a standstill as Sarah orgasmed loudly, Chris was relieved that it appeared none of the other drivers were paying any attention to what was going on in his car.
Sarah lay in the reclined seat for a while, her chest heaving as she recovered. "Wow that was fun" she laughed, "a first for me cumming on the M1". Chris couldn't stop smiling, her knew this was wrong, he knew it was dangerous, but fuck that was perhaps the hottest thing he had ever witnessed.
The motorway was now stationary, they had been for about 20 minutes. Sarah starting teasing Chris again, her hand rubbing his leg and going over to his crotch. She had now returned her seat to a more normal position, so people in the cars around them could see her. This delay was going to make it tight for their meeting at 9:30. Sarah didn't seem to care though she was busy massaging his crotch, Chris spread his legs a little more making sure she had good access. The traffic was still not moving, at that point they heard the motorway had been closed due to a serious accident and it may take a couple of hours to clear the stuck traffic. At this moment Sarah decided it was time to release Chris's cock from the confines of his trousers, she sat in the passenger seat reaching across and slowly wanking his cock while looking around. They were caught up between a few lorries and vans, the only driver level with them was 50 year old guy in a BMW in the outside lane. "We are going to have to let them know that we're going to be late" Chris said, struggling to keep composure. Sarah kept stroking, slowly at first them occasionally speeding up just to slow down again. "I'm not stopping you making the call" she responded. Chris tried to compose himself, but it was difficult with Sarah alternating between slow sensual strokes and vigorous wanking. "You are going to have to stop for a moment while I make this call, please" he begged. Sarah slowed, "OK I promise my hands won't touch your cock while you are on a call". Chris smiled "I hope you mean that!" as he started to make the call. As the client on the end of the phone answered and Chris started apologising for being late, Sarah true to her word kept her hands off his cock. Her mouth however, she never said anything about that. She lent over and took him in her mouth, Chris took a deep breath in as he felt Sarah lips envelop his cock. The client on the other end the phone was very chatty, and clearly wanted to discuss somethings now as they were not going to be able to make the meeting. Sarah kept her mouth on Chris's erect cock, sucking gently, slowly enjoying the taste of his cock. Chris was trying to make conversation and listen to what was being said on the other end the phone but hiding his heavy breathing was getting almost impossible. He could feel he was getting close and his hips were now thrusting into Sarah's mouth as she sucked him off. He could feel precum oozing out of him, Sarah lapped it up enthusiastically. Chris new he had to rap the call up, so quickly agreed to meeting them at a conference next week. As he got closer to ending the call, Sarah would speed up and suck deeper taking him to the edge, he was fighting every bone in his body not to cum on the phone. Finally his clients hung up and Chris grabbed the back of Sarah's head and thrust into her mouth, causing her to gag as he unloaded his cum inside her mouth. As he did this he threw his head back letting out a guttural moan, holding her down on his cock to ensure she got every last drop.
Finally he released his grip on her, and she slowly sat back up, her mascara had run and she had cum dribbling down her chin, but she lent back in the passenger seat and smiled, "wow that really brought the animal out in you Chris, I loved that". Chris composed himself and looked around, had anyone else noticed? As he looked across at the guy in the BMW he saw him quickly looking away and laughing, he knew what they had both been up too. Chris heart almost stopped, they had been spotted, what if it had been recorded? Chris had little to worry about, the guy wound his window down and shouted across "oi mate did she miss out on her breakfast, don't worry mate your secret is safe with me" Chris let out a nervous laugh, he was worried but Sarah she basked in the glow of being seen, smiled and waved back at the guy who had seen it all.
With the days meetings cancelled that was to be the first of a number close calls today. The traffic soon started moving and they both agreed that they needed some refreshments so looked to get off the motorway and find somewhere yo get cleaned up.
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[S/M] I've gamed naked in front of my mom
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My mom - Olivia, a blond, chubb but in shape, woman on her 40s - is usually lonelly when I - Caleb, a boy on his 20s, chubb but confident with myself - game on my bedroom, on my PC, 'cause it is just me and her on the house since my dad left us; anyway, on the living room is our TV, so that's where I've setted my consoles throughout the years, first my PS3, then my PS4 and now the PS5 after I've noticed that I could make company to her and game at the same time, the thing is, I love being in as less clothes as possible, if possible, naked, since the climate here in the South is usually hot and dry. I used to game in my bedroom not using any clothes, but here and there my mom came down to show or bring me something caughting me naked, so - when she's awaken - I game wearing underpants, covered by a blanket to prevent such cringeness happening again, since she still comes down to check on me, sometimes asking jokingly, next to me, somethings like "are you...naked, boy?" or "how's under this blanket?" or "can I come down?", it is so awkward. But the day of interest of this post wasn't awkward, was nice; I took my shower and went downstairs, my mother was on her chair, browsing her cellphone, then, wrapt on my towel I've said:
\-Where's my clothes, mom?
\-In the loundry room - but, as I've turned to go there, she stopped me and said - ah, come on...sit down and play it already! You wearing underpants or not makes no difference to me!
\-Can I...get my blanket? Idk... - I barely answered, kinda in shock.
\-Oooh, cut it off! Go on, pretend that I'm not even here! - she says laughing the awkwardness out.
\-Okay, I guess?
I unrwap the towell, put it on the bathroom and go back the living room, now naked. So I went on to game while she remained more silent than usual, just asking me about things that don't matter, but when I've turned off the console she said:
\-That was nice, you should game as you wish more often! Not change it because of me...If I liked so much to be naked, I would, even in front of you, Caleb!
\-I'm sure you would, mom...am...can I...be naked all the time then?
\-I see no reason why not, if you want to; after all, that's our house, we should be able to do whatever we want and live the way we want! - she standed a point, something that she doesn't usually does, and went on to her normal way, asking for my permission - isn't that right?
\-Yeah...I suppose we should live like this...
So I went downstairs to the basement, where my room is to process it all, ending up searching for a way to put it out in the world anonymously but still get to talk about people about it, so here I am.
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I le[f]t a surprise for our house sitter
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My husband's friend Daniel was housesitting for us last week. He's a really good guy who has not had great luck with ladies in the past 10 years. He's pretty cute but has been dealing with depression and has put on a bit of weight. He still looks good but he definitely has some confidence issues. My husband has been teasing me lately telling me that I should "help him out of his slump." When I found out he was housesitting I decided to leave him a nice surprise.
On the third day of our trip I asked him to text me when he got to the house because I needed something. When he got there, I directed him to look in the laundry basket in our closet. On the top of the laundry was a dirty purple thong with a sticky note that said "thinking of you" and had a link address. When he went to the link it was a video of me masturbating while wearing them. He sent me a video of him cumming with the panties wrapped around his dick. That night while my husband was fucking me from behind I imagined Daniel's dick in my mouth and it made me cum super hard.
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getting home from a night club with my brother
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After a night out in town with the girls in town we had no way to get home , I called my step brother to see if he could pick us up and obviously knowing he would get lucky he kindly obliged, I sat up front while my friends sat in the back , I was wearing a very short revealing dress and this grabbed his attention immediately, even with the girls in view he still couldn’t contain himself and kept rubbing my leg and leading up to my underwear, my pussy was getting so wet thinking about him being caught , we dropped the girls one by one until it was just us left and at this point my underwear had become soaking wet , we rushed back to mine and within seconds of getting in he had me bent over my bed with my underwear to the side and fucking me hard , i made sure we could get this on film to use later ! I could feel my juices running down his cock so turned around and made sure I licked myself off of him , i the got on top of him riding him cowgirl untill he started filling my pussy with his cum! That’s when I laid back and made him eat it out of my pussy , it felt so amazing ! Obviously we filmed the lot and will be loading it onto OF 😈 it’s got to be the best thing we started doing.
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I (25F) let my guy pal j3rk off on me
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I went out drinking with some friends, and my guy friend later needed a place to crash because he didn't want to drive home. We talked on the couch for a while, and he mentioned how h0rny he was. I didn't want to fck him because I had a boyfriend at the time, so I told him he could use me as role model and j3rk off if he wanted. But no touching. He appeared to be ecstatic.
He instructed me to lie face down on the couch, knees on the floor, and pull my skirt up, which I did. I was wearing a pink lace thong with my as$hole peeking out the sides. He took a position behind me and began j@cking off. I didn't want him to take forever, so I shook my but side to side while pulling my thong down. I could tell he was getting close, so I told him "cuummm on me" and spread my as$ apart with my hands so he could see everything clearly.
He grunted as he poured a hot load all over me, including my as$hole. I went to bed after cleaning up and giving him a pillow and blanket for the couch.
Anyways, I just had to tell someone, I hope you liked my confession :)
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Making a spectacle at the Roosevelt Hotel [M44/F32 d/s, exhibitionism]
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You’re in a musty hotel room with a person you barely know, unbuttoning your shirt in full view of an office building packed with people. Your excitement is evident in the pulse that throbs visibly high up on your elegant neck.
To think it had all started with a Rufus Wainwright song.
Our online flirtation had been going on for a few weeks. You, a New Yorker born and bred; I, a transplant to the Mid-Atlantic. Amid all the gossip about mutual acquaintances and revelations about past relationships, we discussed shared interests: ice fishing, oral sex, thin-crust pizza, cults, the Rufus Wainwright song “Rebel Prince.”
*Where is my master, the Rebel Prince? / They're breaking everything trying to get to me
/ In this two-bed hotel / Just to me before this windowsill*
If you hadn’t confided that it was that song that sparked your burgeoning and as-yet largely unexplored interest in kink, we may have never made the reservation at the venerable Roosevelt Hotel. You may have never found yourself standing on the windowsill, your curves illuminated by the afternoon sunlight careening off the Midtown skyscrapers.
“Now the rest of it,” I say from my perch on one of the two queen beds. I’m doing my best to project the illusion of the cool and collected top, but the sight of you stripping in front of the window, looking back at me with mingled arousal and apprehension, makes it difficult for me to maintain my composure.
You fumble with the buttons of your jeans and push the denim down over your delicious curves along with your purple panties. We share a chuckle when you lose your balance while attempting to kick the bunched fabric off your feet. You grin and give an exaggerated eye roll as you steady yourself against the window and bend down to tug off what remains of your clothing.
*It's these windows all around me / It's these windows who are telling me /To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness*
Only a few dozen yards and a couple of panes of glass separate your nakedness from the gazes of office workers toiling away in the building across 46th Street. I tell you to turn around and face them, to let them see you. At my murmured instructions, you trail your fingernails down the generous slopes of your breasts. You pinch your nipples and wince at the sharp lancet of pain the action evokes. You caress your belly before sliding your hands to the juncture of your thighs. I instruct you to keep your eyes open so you will see if anyone has noticed what you’re doing.
*Ce sont ces fenêtres autour de moi / Ce sont ces fenêtres qui m'appellent*
The muffled sounds of traffic float up from the street half a dozen stories below us. Your fingers make slick noises as they work away between your legs. The smell of you is irresistible. As you touch yourself, facing the window, I observe a drop of sweat make a slow descent down the length of your spine. It’s all I can do not to lean forward and lick it away just as it trickles into the cleft of your ass; all I can do to keep myself from grabbing you by the hair, flinging you down onto the bed and burying my face in your pussy.
Instead, I draw a deep, calming breath and quietly retrieve a Hitachi wand from my overnight bag.
A glance at your face tells me that your earlier trepidation has melted away. As you tease your clit, your eyes are fixed on the building across the street.
Later, over pizza, you will tell me that in this moment you are past caring whether anyone sees you masturbating at the window. That you are surprised to realize that you actually want to be seen. You want dozens of pairs of eyes to look up from documents, and phones, and workstations, and catch you there at the window, completely naked, lips parted, knees bent, fingers buried in your pussy. You want all those strangers to see you and to want you. You want them to cross their legs and fidget uncomfortably in their meetings. You want to make their trousers bulge, their panties wet. You want them to have to sneak off to the bathroom to rub one out during the work day. You want them to be flushed and dry-mouthed and bright-eyed as they ride the subway home. You want them to text their partners and make plans to fuck that night. You want to infect them all with your lust. You want the whole city to see you and want to fuck itself.
*Marigold, marigold, marigold / I'm leaving the Roosevelt Hotel / Marigold, marigold, marigold /
I'm leaving the room we knew so well.*
I step toward you and bring the wand’s bulbous head up between your thighs. As soon as I turn it on, you shudder and groan loud enough to be heard in the hallway. I grab you by the back of the neck and order you to keep still. You place your palms on the window to steady yourself. Your right hand leaves a smear of your juices on the glass. I turn up the intensity by two notches. Your face contorts and you yell your pleasure. Your forehead marks the window with sweat.
I lean in close, rest my face against your back, and breathe in the fragrance of you.
“Most of the people down there are tourists,” I tell you in a whisper. “But you grew up here, so who knows — maybe one of them is a former classmate or teacher. Maybe one of your friends is walking by. They’re going to look up and see you writhing against the windowpane. Maybe the next time you spend time together they’ll have trouble looking you in the eye, because they’re suddenly aware of how much they want to fuck you.”
Your whole body is shaking. Your mouth opens and closes like that of a fish on dry land. I turn the wand to its highest setting and order you to tell me when you're about to cum. You manage to gasp out an assent. The muscles of your thighs and ass are straining to keep you from collapsing. You pant, and flecks of spit hit the window.
“Everyone can see you,” I say, savoring your desperation. “They’re all staring at you. They all know just what sort of dirty, shameless, exhibitionist slut you are!”
You sob in denial and pleasure, and I move the head of the wand back and forth between your legs.
In a choked voice you tell me that you're about to cum. I tell you to ask permission and you do, though with extreme difficulty. I tell you to beg me and you beg me.
“Please,” you whimper. “Please let me cum. I'm begging you, please, please let me cum.”
I switch off the vibrator.
“No,” I say, clearly and calmly. “No, I do not give you permission to cum.”
You wail in complaint and sink to the carpet. You cover your face in your hands. Streaks of you mar the surface of the window.
“We’ll save that for round two,” I call out cheerfully from the bathroom as I rinse off the wand. “In the meantime, I’m starving. Didn’t you tell me about a pizza place around here that you used to go to all the time?”
You glower at me in mingled amusement and annoyance.
“You will pay,” you say ominously, your voice shaky, as you retrieve your clothes from the floor. “Mark my words, you will pay.”
*Marigold, marigold, marigold.*
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[M/S] Takeout with my daughter before eating out my daughter UPDATE
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EDIT!!!! I am Ware that I put the ring tag however I seem unable to amend this. So DISCLAIMER, this is a Mother DAUGHTER post not a mother and son post
Excuse the word play of the title.
I made a previous post concerning mine and my daughter intimate interactions.
Well as you may have guessed from the title we have have had sex again.
It was 1000x better when we were sober this time than the last and thats saying alot as i described that previous time as the best sex I'd ever had.
As some of you already know I saw Lucy yesterday and I brought Chinese Take out. Lucy lives at University accommodation and did have a room mate however they were kicked out. Drug possession.
When I arrived the air was filled with tension and a hint of awkwardness. Never the less we sorted out who's food was whos and then sat down on the sofa.
Lucy was wearing a tight fitting balck top and a red leather skirt that was abut short but I wasn't complaining too much as I couldn't help but admire her smooth legs.
We sat down, watched some TV and made some uneventful small talk mainly about things we hadn't the chance to talk about last week and there were a few small less than noteworthy events that happened this week that we tried in vein to stall the inevitable confrontation
There was a moment of silence where one waited for the other to speak first.
In the end it was me.
"I'm a pretty lousy mother as of late and what I've done is condemning but I want yiu to know it isn't your fault at all sweetie". I said.
"What? Mom I wasn't forced to do anything I didn't want too. Yes we are family and that is beyond 'wrong' for us to be intimate like that but I enjoyed our l... I dunno, encounter". Lucy explained turning now to face me.
"...Oh... I... I suppose I really enjoyed it too baby but we shouldn't have done things I've that. I feel it was likely just my body venting all my suppessed sexuality". I deflected her enjoyment but the thought that I had pleased her secually did send tingles through my pussy.
"So... you're a lesbian? Or bisexual?" Lucy asked.
"I... I might be. I'm not sure in all honesty I haven't thought much on it but when I look back I have always been attracted to women and not too much towards men although it would be disingenuous to claim ther haven't been some very tarted studs out there who have pleased me in all the right places. But I never got the nerve to explore my attraction to women until our night out. And I really enjoyed expressing it freely and the attention garnered from those women was intoxicating. It was like finding the right dress for prom that you've searched for". I explained.
Lucy raided a brow. "Wait so you're a vigin. I was seriously your first lesbian sex... wow I am genuinely shocked. You seemed very experienced. Not an expert but most certainly not a novice either". She pointed out.
I felt the heat in my cheeks and as the smile creeper on her face I knew I was blushing hard at her comments on my talents in the bedroom.
"I, uh, not sure 'virgin' is the correct term honey... but yes. If we are transparent then yiu were my first time with another woman... God what is wrong with me". I realised that I was saying my first time as with my baby girl. The girl I literally birthed.
"Oh... well that's something. I do usually go for inexperienced girls or girls who are straight but want to experiment but I also have a hit spit for older, more mature women. No wonder I tore that dress off you like a sweet wrapper". Lucy laughed but I was still red.
"You have a thing for older women"? I responded.
"Oh yeah. Hell I've fantasised about some of yiur friends before. Then that progressed. I dunno what it is but I just love how they know what they want they have some semblance of dominance which for a girl like me who like to take control generally speaking is bizarre but my god it gets me hot and bothered".
"Progressed? How so"? I inquired.
"...well I started to think about yiu. It wasn't intentional but it just kept happening. When I thought of some older woman grinding her cunt onto mine I'd have thebmental image of you and eventually I ran with it... I know its so weird and incredibly taboo but I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it alot".
"Oh jesus". I said rubbing my brow. I wasn't alone in my desire for my daughter but I knew this was wrong. Hearing her say these things tho. It was breaking me down. I'd be lying if I said I hasn't come here hoping to take my own fucking daughter to bed and fucking her but I first and foremost am a mother not a lover and I came here to make sure we were still on good terms.
"I saw yiu with all those hot cougars who normally sleep with girls like me crawling all over you and I hated it. Because I wanted it to be me who had my tounge in your mouth. Grinding on you on the dance floor. If that Bar girl wasn't there presenting her cleavage to me I may have taken yiu in the bathroom". Lucy dreamed up an alternate night together.
"Oh my god stop! Please baby you can't say those thing about me".I cried out. In mental turmoil.
Lucy took a long pause. "I... wait did I force you. I wasn't trying to. Did you not want that"? Her voice had turned from seductive and low to high pitched and frightened.
I took her hand and held it tight. "No! God no honey It is NOT that at all. I did want it. I DO want it Md thatthe trouble o shouldn't want you. Not you. Yiu are my baby girl. My little angel. I shouldn't desire yiu like that regardless of any supressed sexuality". I say. Our faces are close do to our now very emotional talk. Then I made the consequential choice to look Lucy in the eye. She looked at me and then hesitantly leaning and kisse due, not passionate or anything but a long, beautiful kiss. We parted soon but my heart was doing flips, my stomach barrel roles and my breath was shaken.
Our faces were still VERY close."Baby... we can't". I stuttered.
"Then say no. Tell me to stop and I won't touch you again. I'll respect it and relegate this to my own dreams. Just push me away and say no... that's all you have to do". Lucy said before pausing to see my reaction but I stayed silence. She then smiled slightly and kissed me, cupping my cheek this time I kissed back, it wasn't heated but it was passionate. "Oh fuck... I have wanted this for so long". Lucy moaned as she moved down to kiss my neck as I lay on my back on the sofa, her now on top of me, grinding on me as I imaged he dreamt of doing hundreds of times, thousands maybe, fuck even writing that makes my cunt wet. Our legs were intertwined which meant that my dress and her skirt were now hiking up our legs. My hands travelled down Lucy's back to her ass. It she defigets that from her Grandmother on her dad's side. She had an ass that would make Kim Kardashian jealous in her hay day. It was here I noticed my daughter was not wearing panties.
"And where are you panties missy"? I asked.
"I got wet thinking about this very situation. I couldn't keep them on any longer" Lucy answered rising from my neck and smiling down at me amused and woth hungry lust filled eyes.
"I thought about this too Baby girl". I said softly and kissed her directly, sound minded for the foorst time and my goodness to was magical. Truly infinitly better while sober. My hands rode under rher top and trailed my finger nails up her skin which illisited a gasp from her. She then sat up now straddling me and took off her top. Exposing her Black bra which had amble cleavage.
"Like what you see mommy". Lucy said looking down at me, bitting her lip and twirling her hair.
I sat up my face almost buried in her breasts. "I love it baby... this young, sexy, gorgeous body, belonging to the most important woman I'm my life.
Speaking of which it seems my little princess wants so "go for round 2" so I'll leave this on ehere as I don't have time to finish it obviously and I don't want to lose the progress. But I'll be sure to share the rest of our exploration in the morning.
Thank you so much for yiu advice on my last post and for reading my update.
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21 yo F looking for ONLINE sgd for sexting
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I've always had this sexual age gap fantasy I'd like to experience that and also being spoiled, I just find them so sexy specially business man, suited and perfumed, everytime I see one of them I imagine him fucking me rough or taking me shopping. I'm willing to do anything my daddy asks for. If you're interested on being my daddy just send me a dm message with your 👻 .
About me
I'm Latina and petite (5'0 ft) and skinny (94 lbs), Brunette long curly hair, cute faced and sweet I look younger than my age so IK this can be attractive for most sugars, I got pretty round (medium) tits and ass, tiny cute feet.
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[M/s] My son is pitching tents
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I won't write long. There isn't much too tell and while I'm not looking for advice, I do find the whole thing a lot of fun. Recently my son (18) and I (37) keep having momentary sexual encounters. We live in a decent sized apartment but between me, him and my youngest, we've never had much space and while we're happy in our home, it isn't uncommon for us to be in intimate quarters with one another.
I jumped out ahead of New Years by a few months and resolved to get in better shape. I didn't like having a noticeable belly and decided to be rid of it with much success. Being in better shape has made me feel a lot more confident and I while I wasn't doing this for attention, I started dressing down a bit more, especially around the house. I wasn't worried about anyone looking and it felt like I was stepping into my skin. It took a moment to notice but in the last couple weeks, my son has obviously been enjoying it too. I'll turn around and catch him bouncing his eyes away from my butt or my breasts or any amount of exposed skin. I admit, after I noted him looking, I wasn't shy about it. I don't think there is any harm in looking and it's natural at his age to be very curious.
That brings me to why I'm writing. I've noticed his body having a reaction and so far has done a poor job of hiding it. He'll get excited and blush and sometimes I'll see a bit of a rise in his pants. It's amusing and arousing to be desired and it keeps happening. So far, it's always been fairly muted but today was very obvious. This afternoon, we had a more intimate interaction. I'd just finished with my shower and he caught me in the hall and asked if we could talk and I invited him into my room. He said it could wait but I don't usually mind if they come in while I change since I have a changing screen. I stepped behind it to change while he talked and when I came back out, he had the most unmissable tent in his pants. He did a bit to hide it but that was nearly impossible and I couldn't stop looking. We finished talking and he got up to leave and habit took over and I hugged him and inevitably his erection pushed right into my pelvis and we both instantly reacted, me gasping and him almost moaning and pulling his crotch away from me. I don't know why but I giggled and after he left, I let my hands wander between my legs for a while.
I know it's not an insane occurrence but the whole thing really has me riled up.
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[FM] I went to a sex resort
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If you've read my other stories, you would know that I've been to sex clubs before and had a great time. My husband suggested we try out a sex resort, which I agreed could be fun, but I was also nervous because I didn't know what to expect. What if the crowd or the vibe were not to our liking? We decided to give it a shot and booked Desire Riviera Maya for a long weekend, thinking we could always leave and go to another nearby resort if we totally didn't like it.
We flew into Cancun and it was an easy transfer to the resort. The check-in process was about like any other hotel, except that I could see occasional naked people walking by on the other side of the lobby windows. They gave us yellow wristbands to show that we were here for the first time. There were several other colors of wristbands and I still have no idea what they mean.
The receptionist showed us around the hotel and we saw lots of naked bodies around the pool. There were people of all ages, shapes, and sizes, but most people were probably in their 30-40s and in fairly good shape. That was a good start. I was worried the crowd would be much older than us.
We checked into our room and quickly made our way to the pool area. I started out wearing a sheer bikini with a g-string bottom and my husband wore a small trunk style swimsuit. After 30 minutes of testing the waters and seeing that most people were wearing far less, my top was off, then eventually we were both fully nude in the pool. It was quite liberating, hanging out completely naked as if it was the most normal thing ever, getting drinks from the swim-up bar, and socializing with strangers.
There was a foam party and a few other activities that encouraged people to interact with each other. Some people were obviously swingers and some people were more like us, just wanting to hang out in a sexy environment. People would occasionally engage in light foreplay, but overt sexual activity at the pool was discouraged.
In the late afternoon, the pool crowd migrated to the upstairs hot tub where a lot of the fun starts to happen. The hot tub was more like a small heated swimming pool with multiple sections to sit, as well as a rooftop bar. We got drinks and found place to hang out, then watched as a woman gave a man a blowjob next to us. My husband started rubbing my pussy and I played with his dick, then we got out and went to a nearby bed to have sex while other people watched. We were not alone; there were several other couples or groups doing similar things.
We left the hot tub a little drunk and went to our room to nap and relax, before cleaning up for dinner. I wore a slutty lingerie dress to dinner because clothes were required in restaurants, but it didn't do much to cover me up. This was somewhat typical for evening wear at this resort. The food was surprisingly good and we left feeling recharged.
After dinner, there was a disco club where everyone would go for nightly entertainment. There were theme nights but we didn't know about it or pack accordingly, so I changed into a sheer teddy with a clear vinyl skirt and we went to the club.
The resort employees encouraged the guests to be active with competitions and various activities. Two of the men were very fit, wearing only pants with no shirts to show off their muscular upper bodies. They needed a volunteer from the crowd and chose me, pulling me away from my husband and into the center of the room. They sat me in a chair where they danced in front of me and against me, then picked me up and tossed me around on their shoulders, flaunting my nearly naked body for the crowd. They sat me back in the chair and I felt so excited that I reached up and felt one of the guy's bulge through the front of his pants, giving it a hard squeeze.
This ended my part in their routine and I made my way back to my husband. We spent time drinking and dancing, then at some point I climbed up on a platform where about 4 other girls were pole dancing with each other. They were all either in their panties or nude so I was suddenly overdressed in my teddy and I was quickly encouraged to take it off. This left me completely naked except for my heels, and I danced with the other girls and made out with a couple of them while fondling each others' boobs.
My husband was highly turned on by this and led me to a side room where they had beds for people to have sex. He went down on me for a few minutes and then we ended up in 69. Before we could start having actual sex, a couple we had met earlier came and asked us to go back to the roof. Apparently the hot tub is also a late night gathering spot and we found ourselves back there. We got drinks and talked to a group of our new acquaintances, all of us practically naked, including the men with their half erect dicks hanging out.
One of the girls asked if she could kiss me and I said yes. She gave me a long sensual kiss, then she asked me if she could lick my pussy. It surprised me and excited me how direct she was about it, but I thought she was attractive and the alcohol had sufficiently lowered my inhibitions, so I told her it would be okay. I hopped up on the bar and spread my legs with my ankles up on the bar. She went directly for it, kissing the outside of my pussy, then spreading my lips and pushing her tongue inside, all while a group of people stood there drinking and watching.
After about 10 minutes, she stopped and gave me a kiss, then suggested we take our husbands to find a bed. She led us to one of the rooftop beds where I laid on my back and she continued to go down on me. Her husband began fucking her from behind and my husband made his way to my head so I could suck his dick. He was extremely turned on by this point and it didn't take long for him to pull out of my mouth and shoot his cum on my boobs.
I wish I could say I had an incredible orgasm from her eating me out, but I was overstimulated from both sex and alcohol and it wasn't happening. I eventually had her stop, then I showered off in a shower next to the hot tub. We said our goodbyes and went back to our room. My husband was still horny, no surprise there, so he threw me on the bed and fucked me before cumming inside of me. We cleaned up and passed out for the night.
Our next two days were more of the same and maybe I will write about them sometime. Overall, it was an incredible experience and I would love to go back or perhaps try a different resort with a similar atmosphere.
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[B/S] Family Party Part 4: The After Party
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Read 1-3 first.
After exploding down my sisters throats, she runs her tongue up and down my cock and circles the head with her tongue. She demands I lay down on my back. She continues to suck my cock and slides her tongue down to my balls, I can’t help but moan, this feels so good, I missed her. Her tongue continues to go down my balls and I feel her tongue at the opening of my ass. This little slut is about to eat my ass and I am not going to stop her, she’s the one that made me bicurious to begin with. Her tongue against my ass sends shock waves through my whole body. I feel pressure, it’s her finger slowly going into my ass. She has done this before, but I can tell she’s gotten a lot better as she can find my prostate easily. This feels great but I am scared I will cum again before fucking her. I tell her to stop and to come ride my dick.
She exits my ass and passes her tongue up my body stopping to bite my nipples and giving me a strong kiss. She lifts her body over mine and slowly lowers herself onto my cock. There’s no better view than my sister jumping up and down on my dick as her breasts go up and down. I reach out to play with them as she moans and asks me, “Who is your favorite sister? Tell me who treats you like this daddy?” “No one else! Just you,” I find myself saying, having trouble speaking with all this ecstasy in my body. I can’t help but wonder why she called me daddy, that’s new. Had she fucked our dad too? I come back to the moment, the now is all that matters. The view is amazing, her breasts jumping up and down as she rides me and lifts herself up exposing my dick as she lowers herself again taking it all in as she moans. I know she missed me as much as I missed her. Seeing her pussy right in front of me is making me salivate wanting to taste her again, especially now that it’s nice and smooth.
I lift her up and and flip her over. I am making my sister my whore. I lay her on her stomach and get on top. I ask her if she’s done, she yells, “No! Fuck me, make me cum!!!” I lay on top of her and insert my dick into her wet pussy. I am pounding in her as I bite her back and pull her head back to bite and kiss her neck. Her moans are everything I have missed. She is grabbing tight onto the sheets as I go deeper in her.
I come out of her pussy and go down to eat her ass. Just how she likes it, I pass my tongue over her ass and insert a finger to help get it ready for my dick. I get up, place my dick at her ass and just glance at her, taking in the view. I guess I took a little too long enjoying the moment because she demands I fuck her ass. “Jam it in my ass,” she says. I go slow not wanting to hurt her. Little by little I see her ass stretch over my thick cock. When it’s all in and she’s fully stretched I start picking up pace. She’s liking every moment of it. “That’s it daddy, that’s it. Show your little sister how much you love her.” I am loving it. I feel my orgasm start to build after a few minutes. I try to prolong it and take my dick out. I flip her over and lift her up to the desk. As I push everything out of the way I lay her down and finally, I can taste her sweet pussy mixed in with the taste of my dick.
I could eat her pussy all day. I am licking her clit and finger fucking her pussy. I am trying to make her squirt, which I have accomplished a few times. I am reaching her g-spot and clit at the same time. Her moans are loud and she’s pushing my head towards her clit. She yells, “Don’t STOP! DON’T STOP I AM ABOUT TOOOO” as she cums and squirts all over the place. As a man, this is such a compliment. I can’t hold my orgasm much longer, I need to cum.
I flip her over the desk and fuck her from behind with such force. The desk keeps moving towards the wall and I can see it’s going to chip some of the paint. I am going in and out of her pussy when I feel her tighten her pussy around my dick, this is it. I tell her I am cumming and I want to finish inside of her. She says, “cum in me” as I slap her ass and bust my load deep in her.
We are both out of breath and fall to the floor. “Nice rug” I say and we both laugh. She says she can feel my cum leak out of her. I tell her, “oh what a bad brother, let me help with that.” I go down and lick my cum out of her pussy as I tease her. I come up and have her kiss me so she can taste my cum. We make out for a bit, I kiss on her nipples and play with her wet pussy for a bit. We stay cuddling on the ground until we pass out.
4/4 hope you enjoyed. NO picture requests!
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Little Degradations [MFF 30s][d/s][bgdd][workplace]
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[Little Degradations](https://www.wattpad.com/story/329728192-little-degradations-explicit-18%2B)
**Chapter 1: A Little Handbook**
Two snoozes and my first-to-office streak is at risk. I drink a half liter of water for breakfast – instead of my usual parfait – shower, dress, and make it to my Prius in fifteen minutes. It's five red lights until hitting the freeway, partially clogged at 7. Door-to-door is twenty-five minutes.
On the elevator, I step on a pocket-sized, purple book. There's a light stain of some kind, and the edges have lost any crispness. A line-art silhouette with exaggerated chest and hips shows a woman with a ponytail leaning against a wall. The title: *A Little Handbook*.
I get off on floor 12 and go straight to the bathroom. The water is hitting me sooner than anatomically possible.
I flip open the handbook to a random page as I sit.
*Article 5.6.*
*Little has no choice in what she wears.*
*Infractions: Five lashings for putting on clothes without checking with Daddy. One hour in the stocks for disobeying outfit instructions.*
Someone has written in the one-eighth-inch margin, *Daddy says even if it makes me look bad.*
I fan through the rest of the pages and see the white space is filled with annotations. A note on the inside of the cover says, *If found, please text 443-700-1919 for a $100 reward.*
I find myself typing, pressing send. A whoosh sounds. That's when I realize my phone recognized the number. Of course.
Reeva fucking Thompson.
She texts back seconds later: *Oh God. No!!!!!! Clara...I'm so embarrassed lol.*
My mind goes to the office party where I accidentally walked into the stall she was changing in. For some inexplicable reason, she was wearing no pants, no panties, no shoes or socks. Sweater only. I whipped around before my eyes could focus. When she came out of the stall, her comment was, "Whoops." And then, "Fucking office parties. I'm so hot." I wasn't sure if that was some kind of explanation or an unrelated observation, but I didn't press. She washed her hands, then leaned against the wall and asked me about my plans for the weekend. I remember how slow and even her breathing was.
I doubt she's embarrassed.
Before I can respond, the bathroom door opens. There's a tap and a grunt. A thump on the counter. Nails roll across the granite. I'm sure there are lanky legs swinging like pendulums.
"So. Good morning, Clara. Seems like I beat you to work today."
The stall's wooden door has become fifty pounds, but I stand and pull it back to face her. She hops from the counter. Her body -- she's half a foot taller than normal thanks to her pumps and a pile of pineapple-styled hair -- cocks at the hips. Her skin is the charcoal shade of the black counters, and the midnight black of her double-breasted blazer matches the bricks. Her pants are high-waisted, gunmetal. She's accented the look with purple, smokey eyeshadow, matched by a similar purple in her pumps. Dim lights from milk-orange, Himalayan-salt sconces sharpen the shadows. She's directly between me and the mirror, and together our contours show like flower and vase.
"My boyfriend and I -- we're pretty fucking kinky." She waits for it to sink in. As if it hadn't crossed my mind. "I'm sorry you came across this at work."
I run a broken nail along the cover of the book. She bites into her lower lip with her blindingly-white, slightly-gapped front teeth. I hear myself say, "Okay," and, "the elevator."
"Huh. Well shit." She looks and nods at the book.
"Oh, yeah. Here." The book exchanges hands, and she narrows her eyes. I regain composure. "One hundred dollars?"
She opens her mouth to speak, then stops. "You ass hole." I step in her direction as I smile, my left dimple visible to the side of Reeva in the mirror. "I really want, though, for you to know --"
The opening sound of the door cuts her off as my assistant Jan comes in.
"Well aren't you two sharing the most sordid of secrets." Jan glances at the book. They have a gift of discernment for the mood in a room. We swivel in unison, me with what I assume looks like terror back on my face, Reeva showing curious surprise. "Far be it from me!" Jan's hands go up and our three voices laugh in cool harmony, two of which are easy.
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When I get to my office, I close the door and pull down the blinds.
Before my move from Brooklyn to Baltimore, an all-knowing Google ad took me to Etsy. Item: lighter. Style: Zippo. Color: matte black. Size: medium. Custom gold engraving: "Smell in. Blow out."
My niece was the inspiration. On a Sunday evening one month before that purchase, she asked me what I do to stay calm when life gets "stressed full."
"I remember that emotions will be different tomorrow," I said, trying to convince myself. She gave a twisted frown.
"Let me teach you the best way." A Mormon Sunday school lesson, I assumed.
But she shaped my hands into a cup and pressed her toothpick first-finger in the middle. She blew her fire-red hair, a brasher red and straighter than mine, out of view. "That's a candle. Do you see the flame?" The stare that followed -- kid was serious. "Now, breathe in through your nose, like you're smelling. Then breathe out with a little puff from your mouth, like you're going to blow out the candle, only don't, just make the flame move." Her little brows furrowed until I did as directed, and I furrowed mine in response. "That's it." Deepening her voice, she rehearsed, ready to lead class. "Smell in. Blowwww out." We did this five times.
The method was courtesy of Miss Needle. Kindergarten teachers are gurus I can get behind.
Now she asks every Sunday on FaceTime whether I'm doing "the candle breathing." Her face opens with my consistent yes. My sister says we have the same smile down to the extra lift in the right cheek. Says it's the kind that makes people feel like they matter.
Since moving to Baltimore, I have started every workday with this lighter in hand, facing my harbor-side glass wall, breathing for five to ten minutes. I finish before everyone else gets here, except sometimes Reeva. (In past lives, my punctuality for work has been questionable at best, but I'm killing it.)
I set my timer to fifteen. A red-orange sunrise reflects on the water, engulfing the flame. My eyes soften into my breath, and I settle into a steady cycle of in and out.
Halfway through my ten minutes of breathing, I jerk my arm and body out of position, singeing a couple of my chaotically-loose wine-red curls. I was almost asleep, but there's a muffled mezzo that commands attention. Reeva is singing.
"All along the Western front," she drowns out her Spotify accompaniment, "people line up to receive, she got the power in her --"
I take a few more breaths. I'm going to talk to her, tease her about the singing, reassure myself that this book will not make our budding friendship awkward. As I'm rounding the corner to her office, the performance is replaced with a ringtone. Her door is cracked open. The ringing stops and a man's croaky baritone, the kind of croaky that lasts for two minutes after a morning alarm, sounds past the door.
"You're fucking depraved. A slut. You know that, right? You really think you're deserving of more gold?"
My feet catch on the hardwood -- add another scuff to these flats -- and I fall as the door clicks closed. When I get up, I expect her to be staring at me through the interior glass wall, but she's looking into the harbor. Her voice and the caller's are unintelligible muffles.
The interior glass shows my reflection. Mascara, a rarity, magnifies the whites of my eyes. My dark green, long-sleeve waffle knit has three buttons at the top -- the first is open, and I can't flatten out the left side of the shirt. I've paired this with baggy, leather pants. I congratulate myself on the trendy pants.
She pivots in my direction, and my heavy feet resume walking -- straight for the water cooler. My lighter is still in my hand. There are grooves imprinted on my palm.
Slut. Those consonants ring through my mind.
Smell in. Blow out.
[Continue with chapter 2 on Wattpad.](https://www.wattpad.com/story/329728192-little-degradations-explicit-18%2B)
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My first double creampie
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Ive always loved getting creampied. I would say that there is no part of sex that I enjoy more than the feeling of getting my pussy filled up with cum. There is just something so fucking hot about a guy shoving his cock deep into you while he moans and unloads his cum into me. Knowing that, im sure you can imagine how much getting two creampies at once turned me on.
I was hooking up with one of my fwbs and to my surprise he brought up the idea of me getting fucked by him and his friend at the same time. He said that he had been fantasizing about switching off with his friend and alternating strokes into my pussy. I have never had a mmf threesome but I thought about it for a second and the more I thought the hornier I got. I accepted.
He invited his friend over and we pretty much just got right into it. I sucked both of their cocks and got them all wet and ready for my pussy. I got on top of my fwb and rode him for a minute before his friend got behind me. I spent the next 20 minutes or so trading off between their cocks. When my fwbs cock pulled out it was instantly replaced by his friends from behind. It was so fucking hot I felt so slutty fucking two guys at the same time.
I kept moaning about how I wanted their cum and I told them they should cum in me at the same time. We timed it perfectly. Right after my fwb moaned that he was cumming and filled me up from below, he pulled out and his friend slid right in to my creampied pussy and pulled me hard against him from behind. He came hard and damn I could feel how full I was. When they pulled out of me it poured out of me and FUCK there was so much cum in me it was hot.
I hope we do more of this kind of stuff cause it was actually so fucking hot and fun.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 444. All horned up from dance class and needing to play with my offspring.
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Andrea rarely attends Dance Class on Thursdays, but I don't mind going alone. The group is large and filled with excellent dancers plus, the instructor is energetic and fun.
Last night as we were practicing the Jongo, I spotted a gorgeous gentleman near me. He was tall with black hair and confident eyes. We smiled at each other, and I danced toward him. His hands grasped my hips, and I could hear his boots clipping and clopping on the floor louder than the drums.
He pulled me closer to him and I felt like he owned me. I loved it.
I backed my firm ass against his crotch, and he proceeded to grind against me hard. I swayed my hips powerfully and looked up and over my shoulder at his white teeth contrasting against his mocha skin. His erection pushed against my butt, and I wanted to turn and kiss him.
The instructor called for the final song and he and I danced the Carimbó like lovers. I pushed against his body and my tits were against his flat, hard stomach. I was wet, energized and aching to play.
Each dance is every dance. It is as much the first as it is the last and he and I were briefly locked in a lovely moment in time and space.
The music stopped and I turned to clap and to thank the instructor. When I looked back, the man was gone. A short time later, I was in the parking lot smoking with a few other ladies when he walked by, smiled sexy and assured and said, "I will see you next week."
I tried to act casually but my stomach fluttered, and my loins flooded at the thought of dancing with him again.
Twenty minutes later I arrived home and saw Michael's car. Upon entering the house, he greeted me in the kitchen, and I growled "I know you want to fuck your mother, don't you?"
Michael simply responded "Always."
I turned on some music and rode his big dick like a sex crazed puta and I screamed my younger son's name. I came and squirted on his member and then slid off of him and took him into my mouth.
He tasted of sweat and my juices and I sucked him like his cock gave me life. He grunted and filled my mouth with his cum and I, being a good mom, swallowed every drop. I left him on my bed to rest and stepped out to call Andrea.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I am 51. I don't normally state my age but I am often asked.**
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[MF] Worshiping cock at church
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I’ve (19F) always been wrongly judged for looking like a slut. Girls who never knew me, hated me. Older men and boys always hit on me. My mom took me and my sister to church. It never worked, church was just another place to be judged at. Not my fault I was born with bigger boobs than your average woman.
Even when I was 18 and lost weight, girls teased me saying I was starving myself. I gave up caring what others thought. I knew I was never going to have a normal life the moment I found myself getting railed by a man (38M) outside of the same church that didn't like me to begin with. A man who would palm the back of my head while I desperately tried to figure out how to arch my body because he was too big for me. A man with a family who was risking it all because of my “sex magnet” body. A man who was making me believe he would leave everything behind to feel my pussy stretch in the emptiness of the night. A man who left me breathless, and left his wife believing he was doing who knows what for the church.
But I knew what he was doing, because he was inside of me that night whispering in my ear “cmon baby take that big fucking dick”, “tell me you want this dick deep baby”. I quivered on his unprotected cock and he knew I was his the moment I looked back and told him I wanted more. How his wife never smelled the scent of eighteen year old pussy on him still baffles me to this day.
And truthfully, I will always be grateful to my ex (18M) who wanted to sneak out that night and shove his small cock in my warm mouth and tits. All because some girl told him I was easy. I wish the moonlight wasn’t revealing his small cock. I didn’t know I was going to be venting to the man who would later have twice his size down my throat and later turned me into his slut. When you see a boy running back inside because of the presence of a man, you want to spread your legs right there. He knew what I needed, the gift of a real mans tongue and cock. I knew what needed to happen next, to be turned into a woman.
For the first time I felt real freedom, and it was when my top was removed by a father who knew he was about to have me all to himself. The look on his face when my tits fell out after double checking no one was looking. The look on his face when I was on my knees looking into his eyes when I attempted my first blowjob on a 10 inch cock. If this is what was destined to be it was worth it for me. For all the orgasms I had that night, and all the cum in my mouth, I knew it was what some of these girls wished they could experience.
Best believe I was itching to have my panties removed again to the last worship session of the night. While families were singing, praising, and clapping; I too was doing the same outside with a man old enough to be my father. Momma had me on birth control anyway.
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After Sex Stairwell Blowjob [M/F] [M/F] [F] [PUBLIC] [everyone is around 28 or 29]
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It's been a while! More about my time with Maria. Although I describe her as “broken” at the time, she is quite successful professionally, and ultimately has settled for a conventional married life with a husband and a couple kids in a big home in the suburbs. I suspect, like me, her neighbors know nothing about her crazy past. Oh, and she is still stunning.
All names changed for privacy, although one redditor knows their real names.
After the ridiculous threesome with Maria and her roommate Sammi, it broke a bit a of a dam for me. Here is the threesome: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zmqiko/the\_substitute\_is\_a\_good\_girl\_ffm\_part\_iii/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zmqiko/the_substitute_is_a_good_girl_ffm_part_iii/)
I was finally getting past Allie, and I began to dip my toe back into dating again. Although, for as long as Sammi allowed her to be, Maria was a pretty regular FWB throughout this period of my life. I really liked her. In fact, if we weren’t so fucked up, we probably would have fallen in love.
Not long after the night with Sammi and Maria, an old friend reached out to me to reconnect. Meg was a tall, athletic brunette with a great smile and body sculpted by years of waterskiing. At about 5’9”, her body was similar to Maria’s, but with smaller breasts, a six-pack, and a prominent bum that could bounce quarters. Hey, it’s waterskiing! I had known Meg for a few years, and even while I was with Allie, we flirted back and forth on many docks over the years. As soon as I heard her voice on the phone, I knew she was basically calling to fuck.
We went through the motions of a nice dinner at a hip restaurant, flirted aggressively, and I couldn’t wait to get back to her house to do all kinds of nasty things with her.
In the meantime, out of nowhere I received an unexpected text from Sammi. Unexpected, because I hadn’t heard from her a single time since she skipped out of the warehouse after she nearly smothered Maria to death with her vagina.
“Out with Maria. Fuck she is hot tonight. :p”
I ignored the text while I fantasized about eating Meg’s pussy as we finished sharing a chocolate lava cake.
When we got to her place, we were greeted by three excited labs barking and yelping at the door. Meg was a big dog person, which was great, but not so great for intimacy. The dogs were a constant distraction for the rest of the evening as we finished a bottle of wine. Eventually I was between her legs eating her pussy to orgasm as she sat on the couch will her knees drawn to her chest while I fended off her rambunctious dogs. We decided to move to her bedroom to continue. Right then I received another text from Sammi.
“I’m done using M. Sending her to u! :p!!!”
Holy Shit!
Maria had the code to my building but not the key to my warehouse and I was easily 20 minutes away and about to slide my dick into Meg. As we headed to Meg’s bedroom I texted.
“Not home!”
Immediately she texted back: “She’ll Wait.”
I dropped my phone on Meg’s side table as she stripped me. She moaned when my dick popped out from under my pants and began to stroke me as she climbed onto her bed and positioned herself missionary, guiding my cock into her opening.
Meg’s warmth enveloped my penis as I began to stroke into her. But something was off for me. It may have been the clacking of paws on hardwood as the dogs paced anxiously around her bed, or it was the text from Sammi, but it couldn’t get into it…actually I suddenly really didn’t want to be there. I was nevertheless doing my job thrusting into Meg and she was gasping in response to each stroke with her ankles wrapped around my hips pulling me in each time. I studied her face below me. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was opened with gasps shortening. Suddenly Meg clasped me close with her legs, hips and arms while bending her neck forward to bite down on my shoulder and drive her nails into my back as she orgasmed. Any sense of my climax dissipated when I felt a tongue from one of her dogs lapping at my toes.
After a few seconds, Meg released me and fell back onto her bed “Mmmmmmmm…that was good…did you come?”
“oh yes indeed!” I lied as my dick softened inside of her. We untangled and I pulled my cock out, covered in her clear sticky fluids.
I immediately started dressing to leave. Fucking Sammi.
“That was awesome!” I pecked Meg on the cheek and tweaked one of her erect nipples before I slipped my shirt over my head. She was staring at me with a combination of confusion and frustration as I left her and the dogs in her bedroom to rush home. Fucking Sammi!
In the taxi I checked my text messages and there was nothing more from either of Sammi or Maria.
I texted Sammi:
“Is M at my place now?”
“Yup. Waiting for you.”
After a few minutes and not long before I arrived I received another text from Sammi.
“She really needs to cum! tee hee”
I have described my residence at the time in a previous post. [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zl2z7k/the\_substitute\_mf\_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zl2z7k/the_substitute_mf_mf/) It was a big industrial warehouse loft with a spectacular view of the city. Now I need to describe the entrance to the building because this is key. In a large corner vestibule, probably about 15 feet wide and the same depth was a double door entrance and a flight of wide alternating stairs up to the third floor where my place was. The staircase was completely open and each floor had two entrances to apartments. All the way up to the third floor were two rows of floor to ceiling windows in each of the front and adjacent walls. The entire vestibule was completely open with cement, glass and tile hard surfaces and it was harshly lit with industrial neon tube lighting.
When I entered the building I ran up to my floor and was confronted by one of the most utterly erotic scenes of my life. Maria was sitting on the floor beside my door with her back leaning against the wall. Her long flaxen streaked hair was tousled, her eye mascara had run down her cheeks a bit and her bright red lipstick was smeared across her cheek and into her foundation. She was wearing a club outfit with big chunky knee-high boots, a shiny black miniskirt and a bright pink bustierre that had slid down to just below her hardened nipples. Maria’s legs were bent casually at the knee and her legs were spread wide with a matching pink thong hanging off one of her ankles. Her miniskirt was rolled up to her waist and Maria’s bright magenta vagina was enflamed with arousal as she absently dipped a finger into her opening and swirled it shiny with her fluids around her clitoris. From about halfway up the final flight of stairs onward she held my gaze with her pleading eyes. Her moans reverberated loudly against the hard surfaces as I finally stood over her, my cock swelling in my pants.
“I guess you want to use my mouth now.” Maria rasped as she reached up to stroke my member over my pants.
She needed to position everything in terms that made her feel used. I was just learning this.
I unbuttoned the front of my pants and pulled my stiffening dick out. I’m not even sure if Meg’s juices had dried yet but I was certain that as I pushed the head of my dick between Maria’s puffy bright red lips that Meg’s aroma filled her nostrils.
“Mmmmmm…Good Girl.” I praised Maria like she wanted as she eagerly engulfed my dick. After bobbing a couple of times, she pulled off and slowly licked both sides of my dick and then lathered her tongue against the underside of the head. She was an expert.
“Mmmmm…you taste sooooo good right now 647Stealth.” She was whispering but her voice reverberated throughout the vestibule.
I chuckled “baby that’s my friend Meg you taste.”
I’m not sure what response I was expecting from that revelation, but Maria groaned really loudly, cupped my balls and swallowed my dick until it was in her throat. I could feel contractions in the back of her throat and then she began to bob fast on my dick, moaning as she did. The whole time, her free hand was between her legs with her fingers swirling around her clit much faster than earlier. My little reveal really upped her arousal.
Maria and I were both moaning as we got caught up in the moment, each edging closer to our release. Our cacophony of pleasure filled the vestibule. Luckily, I knew my immediate neighbor on my floor was away on business, but I wasn’t sure about the status of the apartments on the lower two floors. I was wondering if there were ears to doors listening to our pleasure. And at any moment anyone could have keyed in through the double doors below, heard our moans and caught us in the act with my cock in Maria’s mouth and her bright magenta vagina trembling with excitement under the harsh industrial neon lights.
I glanced over my left shoulder to the window, which looked down over a couple of shorter buildings to the street, where I could easily scan people strolling down the side walk under the streetlights. Behind me factory windows faced me, but the factory was closed. I contemplated a security guard with his cock in his hand watching Maria spreadeagled on the tiles with my dick in her mouth.
At one point Maria gasped and pulled her head back against the wall, bringing the tip of my cock with her between her lips. She caught my gaze and held it with her liquid pleading eyes. I kinda knew what she wanted, although I didn’t totally feel comfortable with her proposition. She wanted me to fuck her mouth as she sat “helpless and used” against the wall. This was what she wanted the whole time, and also what would trigger an orgasm that I surmised Sammi had denied her earlier.
To keep her safe from the hard cement wall, I interlaced my fingers behind her head and then began to thrust my dick into her mouth. Slowly. I didn’t want to hurt her in any way. My good intention had an unintended consequence. Because of the way I held her head, Maria felt that I was controlling her even more than she had planned. As I sawed in and out of her mouth, holding her head. Maria became even more vocal, adding larger grunts to the moans, her eyes focused on mine, begging. The splashing sounds of her wetness added to the commotion that echoed throughout the vestibule as Maria’s fingers accelerated against her clit, her sweet scent wafting up to me.
With that final sensory input, I lost control. I went from wow this feels awesome to an explosive orgasm in about three seconds. I didn’t even have time to warn her that I was coming, I just thrust, shivered, and came. As Maria finished swallowing my jism, the first jolts of a powerful orgasm swept through her body which compelled her throw her arms around my thighs and hold tight until the spasms subsided to a tremble. Her orgasm seemed to last an eternity as her groans reverberated around us.
“Good girl!” I praised her as I reached over to unlock my door. I stumbled in spent with my pants around my thighs. Maria literally rolled over and, dazed and happy, crawled on her hands and knees through the door. Her swollen magenta cunt framed by her toned raver’s ass.
After a snack and a glass of wine, we shared our stories about earlier in the night. Maria guffawed at the vision of a dog licking my toes as I tried to fuck Meg.
On the other hand, Maria’s story was a little more intense. [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11epc00/after\_sex\_stairwell\_blowjob\_part\_ii\_night\_gets/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11epc00/after_sex_stairwell_blowjob_part_ii_night_gets/)
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[MF] and maybe [MMF]? He sent me home with his friend
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[Start here for backstory.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10b7bkq/22f_my_old_principal_was_much_more_forward_than_i/)
I (F22) was at his (M50) house, and my wrists were tied behind me. I was naked, of course. He had just cum in my mouth. I had just cum on his hand. He had put me on his couch and was getting coffee. I was waiting to be untied and we were chatting. I heard the front door open. I panicked, because I thought it was his wife or one of his kids or somebody. He brought over three cups of coffee as someone walked in the door and I stared at him with terror in my eyes.
And then I remembered that we had talked about his (and mine, but not as much) fantasy about him loaning me to a friend of his. And it clicked. And I was still panicked. I started to say something and he just said "shh." and pulled my mouth open and stuffed my underwear in (I could have spit them out, but I honestly didn't think of it).
They shook hands and chatted. His old (and my new) friend smiled when he saw me and said "She does have a nice body." and ran his hand through my hair. My (old) friend said "I saved her pussy for you." And they both laughed. My (new) friend took my underwear out of my mouth and asked "Are you OK with this?"
"So I'm going to go with him, and he's going to fuck me?"
"Yup."
"Can I get dressed first?"
"Nope."
I was taken, naked & hands tied, to his car (which was in the garage) and placed in the front seat. I got a jacket over some of me. We drove (like 10 minutes, which is very close where I come from) and pulled into another garage. He carried me into his house and put me on his bed. He had said almost nothing, but he took his cock out. I looked up at him and leaned forward to take him into my mouth.
I only got a little bit of sucking time in before he laid me down and began touching me, squeezing my breasts, sliding a finger into me. He noted I was very wet. I just kind of looked at him. He finished undressing. He fucked me. He came in me. He asked where my underwear was, and I said "don't ask me" and he laughed. He got underwear from somewhere and pulled them on me (so I didn't drip).
I was returned to my (old) friend's house, still naked. My (old) friend smiled at me, helped me get dressed, and drove me back to my office. I was still almost entirely silent.
He said "He's not the last. If you keep coming back to my house, I'll pass you around more. We might have a poker game and have you as the prize." I nodded. I was (and am) still pretty shaky.
It was very, very hot, but it was also a whole lot. I need to think about it.
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male 30, female 40, rough,
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The things I think about
Only you could understand
The little twists and turns in my desires
I want so much
I want to feel the softness
I want to feel the pain
The soft kiss while you fuck me so hard with your hand
Makes me want to cry
Your hands
Strong and relentless
Hurting me and caressing me
Not knowing what will be next
Pain or comfort
Looking down at me
Your eyes
Your beautiful blue eyes
Clouded over with desire and want
Drinking me in
Remembering every breath
Remembering every shiver
Smiling at me with that perfect mouth
Knowing you've got me
You know you own me
You own my pussy
You own my breasts
You own my mouth
You own every orgasm
Torturing me the only way that makes sense to us
You have my breast in your hand
Squeezing so tight
It hurts so much
I want to scream
I want you to stop
I want you to never let go
Your other hand
Ugh
Your other hand
Caressing my little hard clit
Telling me (you need to cum before I go any further)
I try so hard to cum for you
But its not enough
I need more
I breath heavily
I moan loudly
I don't want to do this but I need it
I shake my legs
I push out with my aching pussy
I fake my orgasm
You slam your fingers deep inside me
Playing roughly
I can feel it coming
I try so hard to hold back
But it won't stop
The build up comes fast
The mind numbing euphoria comes
I try so hard not to
Your moving your hand so fast and rough
I scream
I moan
I can't hold back
I cum so violently
I squirt over your hand and bed
So wet
You cum on my wrist
I didn't even realize I had been holding your rock hard cock
Your sweet cum just there
Waiting for me to lick it up
I am so spent
I have died the little death
I want to wrap my arms around you and pull you into unconsciousness with me
But you haven't even started
This is just a taste of the torture you will unleash on me
We take a breath and it starts again
So many hours spent making me squirt
So much time with your cock in my mouth
Learning each other
Fucking each other mercilessly
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FaceTimed out of town
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Has your wife/gf or husband/bf ever FaceTimed you when they were cheating or cucking you?
I was out of the state on business and I wanted to setup my wife with a friend of ours. I hit him up and told him to head to my house to take care of my wife while I’m out of town for the weekend. He of course didn’t hesitate and headed over with a weekend of clothes and weed.
I get back to the hotel feeling so turned on by the text and pics he keeps sending me about what he and my wife have been doing. The pics are mostly his cock in all my wife’s holes and her expressions. They were amazing to receive and I was loosing it with excitement.
My wife text me and says I have a surprise for you. Next thing I know she’s FaceTiming me and it was him eating her pussy and then she returned the favor and sucked his cock. Then I watched him pound her brains out and fill her pussy. My wife made sure to get all the good angles for me. I had never been so hard in my life!
The whole time I’m stroking my cock and loosing my mind with how hot it was. They both watched me cum as we all came together.
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Fucking an ex [f21] feet from her sister
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About 10 years ago I met this girl on meetme. Fine little body...maybe a 30B and a pussy to DIE for. As soon as my dick went in I was hooked. She had only been with 1 guy before and was a "closet nympho". We fucked everytime we saw each other multiple times. She just couldn't get enough!
One day her sister and her friend wanted to go to a near by lake. I hadn't been inside that pussy in 2 weeks but she really wanted to go so I obliged. I picked them up and boy was this day going to be "hard". Her sister, who had just turned 18, was already in her swim suit. About 5'1", 32Cs, blonde and that fit little stomach she was definitely one guys listed over. Her friend wasn't bad either. 5'7" with a super slender frame, not a huge rack and brunette. The climbed in the back and we were off. The girls got to chatting and I'm assuming they couldn't tell that we could hear then.
They spent the drive rimensicing on some of the party's they had been to during their senior year, including all their sexual escapades. From their stories, both these girls were even bigger sluts than my girl! We arrive to the lake and me and my girl wade out to chest deep water. She wraps her legs around my waist and starts kissing me. She can tell I'm rock hard and she's enjoying the teasing. I reach down to rub her pussy and she pulls away laughing. She gets back around my waist and at this time her sister and friend make their way over to us. We stop kissing and she engages in conversation with them while still around my waist. I take this opportunity to pull my cock out in the water and start rubbing against the side of her bikini bottom. She side eyes me as if daring me, so I slide her bikini over and slide my cock into that glorious pussy.
She slowly starts rocking her hips, being very careful to not be noticeable. My mind is just blown. I'm fucking this little slut while her sister stands just over a foot away from us! I sit there, staring at her sister to appear like I'm engaging in conversation while she strokes my cock with her pussy. I couldn't help but imagining it was her sisters pussy stroking my cock and this send me over the edge. I shoot rope after rope into this sluts pussy while that close to her sister and friend. As soon as we get done at the lake we drop them off, drive right outside of town pull down a backroad and I lead her out of the car to bend her over the hood and just fuck the living daylights out of her due to the erotica of the earlier events
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Working in Real Estate part 1 [M35/F30] [oral] [fiction] [penetration]
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Note: hi all, this series continues one I wrote last year featuring some local real estate agents. Yes, the people and descriptions of them are real, just changed their names. The story is pure fantasy, but I hope you can still enjoy it! If you want to go back and read the first series, I've linked the first story below, the rest can be found on my profile.
https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vog4u6/my_favorite_realtor_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button
In the two years since I had last seen my favorite realtor, Kayli, our lives had gone in drastically different directions. My wife and I had separated, not due to my cheating, but into reasons I don't want to get into. She kept the house, later selling it, giving me a small amount of the profits, and moved into a townhome. I rented an apartment, worked a ton of over time, and started taking better care of myself, hiking and playing basketball as much as I could.
Kayli, on the other hand, only got more successful. Her, Jennifer, and Tara, the other two members of her real estate team were just named one of the top teams in the state of Utah. Kayli had had another baby, and rocked her body back into shape in no time, using the help of a dietitian and a home gym. She was even skinner then before, weighting 135 lbs, and her 5 foot 1 inch frame was slowly starting to put on muscle mass as she worked out. She loved to post pictures of her post work out, and there was many a night or morning I would spend jacking off to them, thinking of the times I had spent with her.
When I finally felt in a position to buy a house on my own, I hesitate to get in touch with Kayli. I knew that her and my wife still stayed in touch, and wasn't sure if she would want to work with me again. After getting myself pre-qualified for a mortgage, I sent Kayli a text to gauge her interest, and waited for a response.
Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long, quickly getting a text back from her that said, "Hey, you! I've been wondering when I would hear from you again. I would love the opportunity to find you a home!" I sent her a thank you text and she asked if her or Jennifer could call me later to go over more details
A few hours later, I was surprised when Kayli asked where I was currently living and if I was home. I told her I was home, but was I was renting, and wouldn't be selling, just buying. She texted back saying, "that's OK. I figured instead of a phone call, that I would just come see you to see what you're looking for." Without even thinking about it, I texted back, "maybe you're what I'm looking for." Before I could type out an apology text, Kayli responded, "that's what I was hoping for."
I let Kayli into my one bedroom apartment a short time later, admiring her as she walked in. With spring approaching in Utah, she was wearing a black jacket with her companies name on it, zipped up just enough to cover her, but show a slight hint of her cleavage. Her legs were covered with black leggings, and she had her black hair with blonde highlights pulled back into a pony tail.
She threw her arms around my neck, hugging me closely after I shut the door behind her. The hug lingered on, as I slowly rubbed her lower back with my hand, Kayli resting her head on my shoulder. She started to pull away, looked at me in the eyes, then leaned up on her tippy toes, and kissed my lips. I pulled her in close again as our lips kissed for the first time in two years, our months opening up to allow our tongues to wrestle together. I reached down with my hands, cupping her ass in them, squeezing her ass cheeks.
I moved us towards the couch, unzipping her jacket and pulling it off as I did so. Kayli had on a plain blue tank top under it, her massive double D breasts being contained on the inside. Her hands reached down between us, fumbling with my jeans until she was able to unbutton them, pulling down the zipper, then yanking them down towards my knees. I finished kicking them off, leaving me in a pair of red boxers, as Kayli turned us around, my back facing the couch.
She pushed away a bit, giving me a moment to pull my shirt off, and looked me up and down. I'm about five feet, nine inches tall, weighing about 160 lbs, with shaggy brown hair, a full beard, and piercing blue eyes. I'm not the biggest guy out there, barely reaching six inches when fully hard, but I am thick, most girls have trouble reaching their hands around me. My cock was already attempting to burst through my boxers, and I saw Kayli lick her lips when her eyes lingered on my groin.
I stepped back towards her, my hands rubbing all over her body as our lips kissed again. I tugged at the bottom of her tank top, lifting both it and her sports bra up and over her head in one quick motion. Her breasts bounced out in the open air, settling down when I pressed my naked body against hers. I spun us around again, kneeling down as I pulled her leggings off, followed by her pink thong. I kissed up her naked legs, helping her to sit on the couch as she spread her legs, giving me access to her shaved pussy.
As my tongue and lips licked and kissed all around her groin, Kayli placed her hand on the back of my head and said, "I've been dreaming about this every day since I last saw you. Every time you liked one of my posts, it would get me wet, just thinking of the things we used to do." As Kayli talked, I started darting my tongue in and out of her pussy, finding her clit and sucking on it, my fingers making their way up and into her pussy, rubbing her as I fucked with my tongue. It didn't take long before Kayli moaned that she was cumming, squeezed her legs around my head, and covered my face with her juices.
I stood up off the ground and Kayli leaned forward, grabbing at my boxers and pulling them down, where I kicked them off. She took my hard, thick, cock in her hand, rubbing it slowly up and down, her tongue darting out of her mouth to flick the tip of it. She softly sucked me into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down the first few inches of my cock, her hand working the bottom cock.
As she blew me, I placed my hand on the back of her head to help pace her and said, "If you only knew what I was doing or thinking of every time I liked what of your posts." She took her mouth off me long enough to say, "tell me. What were you doing while looking at my pictures?" I pushed her back onto my cock, forcing myself deeper into her throat and said, "Jacking off. Remembering your amazing blowjobs." Kayli took me all the way in, leaving me there until she couldn't breath, before pulling my cock out of her mouth again and said, "there was a few photos I posted that I was hoping you were jacking off to. Do you remember any of your favorites?"
I glanced down at her, my cock in her hand, her tongue going back to licking my tip, and said, "you posted one a few months ago, in front of your gym mirror, flexing your muscles. Your big boobs barely being held by a pink bra." She smiled and said, "I remember that one. I took a topless one and sent it to my husband. Almost sent it to you too, just as a surprise. Did you jack off to it? What were you wishing you could do to me?" I responded, "I wanted to throw you down on the floor and fuck you hard." Kayli looked at me in the eyes, kissed the tip of my cock, and said, "then do it. Fuck me hard, right now."
Kayli shifted so she was laying down on the couch, her legs spread for me. As I leaned down over her, she wrapped her arms around my neck again, pulling me in for another kiss as I laid on top of her. I reached down with my hand, grabbing my cock, wet with her spit, and slipped the head into her waiting pussy. We broke the kiss as I started to rock my hips back and forth, sliding my hard cock in and out of the real estate agent. She released her grip on my neck, her hands moving to rub my back, and I placed my hands on either side of her, lifting myself up slightly to give myself more leverage to start pounding into her. As her moans filled the air, I fucked her harder and faster, going deeper with every thrust.
I had the perfect view point to look down, watching her breasts bouncing up, nearly hitting her in the chin, every time I slammed into her. After being memorized by them, I leaned down, sucking her left nipple into my mouth, using my tongue to make circles around it, sucking on it, gently biting down on her nipple. This caused Kayli to moan out, "fuck, I'm cumming! Yes!!!" I switch over to her right nipple, sucking and licking that one as I continued to pound into her.
After Kayli came down from her orgasm, she wrapped her legs around me, forcing me to start jack hammering into her, instead of the long strokes I had been taking. I kissed up from her breasts, lingering on her neck, then a final kiss on her lips, before pushing myself back up above her. She opened her eyes to look at me and said, "God, your cock feels so good. Fuck me! Yes!" I asked her if it was OK if I finished inside her and she said, "where would you like to finish? In my pussy? My mouth? On my tits? You can finish wherever. I'm all yours."
Hearing this pushed me over the edge. Even if I wanted to pull out, I didn't stand a chance, as I pushed deep inside her, cum starting shooting out of my cock. I continued to pump into her, emptying out everything I had, as I grunted out loud with every push.
When I was done, I laid on Kayli, sharing a passionate kiss with her, before she pushed me to stand up. I did, letting her get up and head to the bathroom. When she returned, I was laying on the couch, and I opened up my arms for her. She laid down on top of me, shifting to the side after another kiss. "You should leave your husband and marry me," I said with a laugh. Kayli laughed too and said, "actually, I have a better idea. Come work for me."
I looked at her, her pretty face with the gorgeous smile, her naked breasts pressed against me, and said, "are you serious? Doing what? I can't sell houses like you can."
She sat up a bit and said, "you wouldn't have to. Tara wants to be done doing the paperwork and wants to start showing houses again. Between her, me, and Jennifer, we can move enough houses to keep you more then busy. And, both Jennifer and Tara have told me how much they have a stress reliefer available to them."
I thought about it for a moment but she said, "you don't have to give me an answer now. If you want, on your next day off, hang out with Tara for a bit. She can show you the paperwork she does, and you can decide if you like it or not. And, if you do, I'll make it worth your while, both in pay and other activities. Just promise you'll think about it?"
I told her that I would and she said, "Awesome. Now, let's talk about finding you a house."
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My Wife Got Fucked By A Rockstar After The Concert (M31, F30, M59) [hotwife, wife watching, threesome, cuckold, older man]
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“Oh my god, that was soooooooo cool.” Danni was bouncing on her toes as we left the concert. It had been awesome, I had to admit. Jon DeMassi might be getting on in age, but he was still every bit the charismatic guitarist and mega-rockstar that he’d been throughout his youth. His sheer stage presence had the crowd glued to his every move and his electrifying guitar solos and soaring vocals had everyone dancing in their seats.
“He was amazing but it’s not over yet,” I teased her as we made our way out through the exits.
“What do you mean?”
“I have a surprise for you,” I said, taking her by the arm and guiding her towards the stage doors. “I got us tickets to the meet and greet after party.”
“No way!” she squealed, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me enthusiastically. “You’re joking, right?”
“Nope,” I replied with a wide grin as I noticed the concert attendants standing by the stage door waiting for us. We weren’t alone. There were several other groups of people walking alongside us, who must have all paid for the same V.I.P. package.
“This is turning into the best birthday ever!” Danni’s blue eyes twinkled happily at me. She was gorgeous, but never more so than when she was happy. She had her reddish-brown hair down today, flowing in silky waves around her shoulders and she suddenly became self-conscious as we joined the queue to enter. “Do I look okay? Is my hair a mess? Oh, no, I don’t want him to see me looking a mess.”
“Quit worrying,” I reassured her. “You look fantastic.”
“My make-up,” she said, taking a hand mirror out of her pocket and gazing into it. “Is my make-up still good?”
“Danni, relax.” I shook my head in amusement. “Everything is fine. You look great. Chill out. You don’t want to embarrass yourself by being all flustered.”
“But I might meet him!” She almost squealed with excitement and squeezed my arm so hard it hurt. “I might get to meet Jon DeMassi!”
“You will meet him,” I correct her as we were finally waved through into the backstage area. “I paid for it, so it’s happening.”
“This is fantastic.” Danni was still clutching onto my arm as we looked around to see where to go. After a moment, I saw an entourage of bouncers and people with lanyards around their necks and then caught of a glimpse of the ageing rocker behind them.
“He’s over there,” I pointed.
“We’re so close to him,” Danni exclaimed. “Honestly, if he speaks to me, I might pass out. He was my absolute idol growing up. I had all his posters on my walls. I know he’s older now but he’s still really sexy. He’s got that thing about him, you know? That sexiness that only certain guys have.”
“I know.” I rolled my eyes. “You’ve told me a hundred times. This is the… what? The fourth concert of his you’ve been to?”
“Fifth,” she corrected me as we made our way over to the group of officials who were now assembling a row of tables for DeMassi to set behind. The other fans started to form a queue and I noticed several of them had brought albums and t-shirts with them.
“If I’d known, I‘d have brought all my merch for him to sign too,” Danni sighed, then immediately brightened up and bounced on her toes again to kiss me on the cheek. “But it’s okay. This is still amazing.”
We were midway down the queue, so we had a little wait until we finally reached the front, by which time, my wife was an excited, nervous mess of a woman.
“Hello there,” Jon DeMassi said as we stepped up to the table where he was sitting next to his drummer and another guy who I presumed to be his manager. Behind him were two burly, bald bouncers.
“Hi,” Danni said, her voice reaching an all-time high pitch. She cleared her throat. “Sorry. I’m so excited to meet you. I’ve been a fan since I was a teenager.”
“Cool,” the rockstar replied, taking a sip from the bottle of beer in his hand. I had to admit that, despite the creases that lined his tanned face, he was still a ridiculously handsome man. “What’s your name?”
“Danielle,” my wife beamed at him. “But everyone calls me Danni.”
“Well, Danni,” Jon said with a slight hint of a grin. “I have a special place in my heart for my longest serving fans. You know… you seem familiar. Did you come to my last show?”
“Yes. I was right at the front.”
“I’m sure I saw you,” he looked her up and down, making me feel momentarily uncomfortable when his eyes rested on the shape of her breasts through her ‘DeMassi’ t-shirt for a moment. He was wearing a pair of dark, round sunglasses but I could tell where he was staring.
Danni was thirty but Jon DeMassi was in — at a minimum — in his late fifties so perhaps I couldn’t blame him for openly admiring a younger the way he did, especially as Danni was so attractive. She often had men checking her out, something that made me feel jealous sometimes but also oddly flattered.
He shook his head, tossing his long greying-black curls back over his shoulder and touched his gold nose ring briefly with a tattooed hand. “Is there anything you want me to sign?”
He waved a black sharpie at Danni when she didn’t answer right away.
“I don’t have anything…” she said slowly.
“What about the ticket?” I helped her out, reaching into my pocket and passing her the stubs which I’d kept.
“Yes,” she said, grateful for the idea and snatched it from me to pass to her idol before he could change his mind. “My ticket. If that’s okay?”
“Sure is,” Jon replied, writing his signature on it with a flourish before handing it back. A waft of opulent cologne drifted into my nostrils as he moved. He even smelled good. “It’s been cool to talk to you, Danni. I hope we meet again.”
“Thank you,” she gushed, “Thank you so much.”
We were ushered away by one of the rockstar’s entourage so the next people in the queue could take their turn and once we were a few yards away, Danni pounced on me and gave me another bear-like hug.
“That was the best experience ever,” she said, looking over my shoulder at Jon, who was now signing a t-shirt for the woman who’d been behind us. “I just talked to the sexiest Man on the planet and I didn’t faint. I love you so much for this.”
“I love you too,” I replied, happy that I’d made her thirtieth birthday so special for her. There were complimentary drinks and snacks at a makeshift bar at the far side of the room and a couple of merchants selling badges and other merchandise, so we got something to eat and drink and perused the stalls until the queue finally died and DeMassi made a brief speech to the assembled throng of die-hard fans about how much he loved and appreciated them before disappearing through a door to the rear, shadowed by most of his entourage.
But just when we thought the night was ended and we were walking towards the exits to make our way home, one of the two burly bouncers that I’d noticed earlier stepped in front of us.
“Danni?” he asked, his small, deep-set eyes looking at my wife from beneath heavy brows. “Are you Danni?”
“I am,” she said, glancing at me nervously. “Is there something wrong?”
“No,” the big man shifted his shoulders, frowning at me for a moment before continuing. “Mr DeMassi has invited you to his dressing room for a drink with him.”
“Wow,” she breathed, then gulped. “Are you sure you’ve got the right person?”
“Short. Reddish-brown hair, wearing a pink DeMassi t-shirt and a denim skirt.” The bouncer looked her up and down. “Name of Danni. That’s you. Right?”
“That’s me but… come on… Is this some sort of joke?” Danni seemed sceptical, glancing at me again for guidance.
“I don’t see why he’d be making it up,” I shrugged. “If he’s inviting us to the dressing rooms, then that’s pretty special, right? We should go.”
“He invites a few people back,” the bouncer grunted. “You’re not the only one if that makes it seem more believable. So, look, I don’t have a lot of time. Are you coming or not?”
“Why not?” Danni said and clapped her hands together excitedly. “Today just keeps getting better and better.”
The bouncer led us back to where we’d met Jon and then through the door that he’d left through. A corridor led beyond it but as we approached a set of doors that were marked ‘Dressing Room 1’ and ‘Dressing Room 2’ the bouncer suddenly put a hand across my chest.
“You have to wait out here,” he said abruptly.
“What?”
“Why?” Danni asked when the bouncer didn’t repeat himself.
“The dressing rooms are small,” the burly man shrugged. “Plus, it’s just the rules, only one person allowed. Mr DeMassi always says that husbands are trouble anyway. They get defensive or jealous or whatever.”
I just stared at him unblinking.
“She’s not in any danger,” the bouncer met my stare, unfazed. “Your wife will be quite safe with Mr DeMassi, I assure you.”
“I’m literally on the other side of a door,” Danni reassured me. “If I need you, I’ll just shout. I know you’re protective, but I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
Right then, the door to the first dressing room swung open and the world-famous face of Jon DeMassi looked out at us through the gap.
“Ah, you’re here,” he grinned at my wife, a glowing-ended cigar gripped between his perfect white teeth. “Come in. I have Champagne.”
Danni put her hand on mine, sliding it up my arm and patting me on the shoulder as she walked past me. “I’ll be fine,” she whispered in my ear and then the bouncer stepped aside and she entered the dressing room, Jon closing the door behind her after giving me a — what I presumed to be — reassuring nod.
“Does he do this a lot?” I asked the bouncer but he only shrugged. I tried to make light conversation with him again a moment later but he answered everything I said with a nod, a grunt or a shake of his head.
“You’re not much of a conversationalist, are you? So… what I meant to do?” I said, frustration creeping through me. “Am I expected to just hang around until she comes out? I mean, what are they even doing?”
I went to walk past him and knock on the door, but he stepped sideways, blocking me off. When I tried to go the other way around him, he did the same again, then sighed when I frowned at him, anger bubbling inside.
“Dressing Room 2 is empty,” he said in a low voice. “The walls are thin. Just don’t blame me if you hear something you didn’t want to.”
“What?” I was going to say more but realised he was baiting me when I saw the corners of his mouth twitch upwards. “Fine.”
I pushed the door to Dressing Room 2 open, and seeing it was empty as described, I entered and closed the door on the smirking bouncer. Inside was a plain and simple area with a table and chair, an illuminated mirror, a small TV and sound system and a fridge stocked with bottled drinks.
“Jesus Christ,” I heard Danni’s voice through the wall, just as I whether to sit down, turn the TV on or steal a drink while I was here. The sound was muffled but it was clearly her. I squeezed myself between the dressing table and fridge and pressed my ear to the wall.
“That’s where my stage name came from,” I heard Jon say. “My nickname was Jon The Massive, because of my cock. When we got our big break, management wouldn’t let me use ‘The Massive,’ so it got shortened to DeMassi. They thought the whole Italian thing was cool too. I just think it’s funny.”
His… what? His name came from his cock?
“I’ve never seen one that big before,” I heard Danni say after a long pause. My mind was spinning. Was he… was he showing his cock? I wanted to rush out, push the bouncer out of the way and burst in to punch the perverted old rocker in the face but I didn’t. Perhaps I’d misheard. Plus, Danni wouldn’t cheat on me. Even with a world-famous music superstar.
I kept my ear pressed to the wall, trying to ascertain that I’d heard right. I could make out low voices, both Jon’s and Danni’s but couldn’t quite pick out the words.
I remembered a conversation we’d once had, about how if we ever had a chance with a celebrity, would we give each other a ‘pass’ to have sex? I’d brought up Angelina Jolie and Danni had said ‘sure, I’d let you fuck her, she’s cute,’ and then, if I recalled correctly, she’d mentioned Jon DeMassi. I’d said ‘yes,’ to her as well, never thinking that the situation would actually happen one day.
Was the situation happening? I kept my head to the wall.
“You want me?” I heard her ask.
“Why do you think I asked you back to my dressing room, Danni?” Jon said.
“I need…” Danni replied, her voice sounding strange. “My husband is outside. I know this sounds weird, but I need to talk to him.”
“He was quite happy to let you come into your idol’s dressing room. I don’t hear him knocking on the door.”
My fists bunched involuntarily and I almost banged on the wall at the brazenness of the guy but I didn’t. I’d heard enough. It was time to tell this guy to fuck off to his face, not just hammer on the other side of the wall from the adjacent dressing room.
Just as I swung the door open, however, Danni walked through, pushing me back inside and kissing me fiercely on the lips. As the door swung shut behind her, she pulled away and looked me dead in the eye.
“This is going to sound crazy, but Jon DeMassi just tried it on with me,” she said, sounding short of breath. Her eyes were glittering with excitement and something else… something akin to… panic? Fear? Arousal? I couldn’t tell as she continued rambling about what had just happened.
“I let him kiss me,” she confessed, almost incoherently, more and more words tumbling out of her mouth. “I’m sorry but… like, wow… He’s so fucking sexy and I just kind of… I melted, I guess. My knees went. He got his dick out and I couldn’t help myself. I feel terrible.”
“You couldn’t help yourself?” I managed to squeeze a few words in when she paused to take a breath. “What did you do?”
“I wanked him off,” she said, then dismissed it with a wave of her hand as if it were nothing. “Look, he wants to fuck me. Jon DeMassi wants to fuck me! Me! As in right now, in his dressing room.”
“But you didn’t fuck him,” I said, equally as breathless as my wife now simply because I was trying to keep up with her.
“I said I had to talk to you first,” she said, her face changing almost as if the reality of what she was about to ask was only just sinking in as she spoke. “He’s waiting for me to go back.”
“You want me to say okay to you fucking Jon DeMassi?”
“Yes. It’s Jon fucking DeMassi. If you had the chance to fuck… I dunno… Angelina Jolie, I’d let you.”
So she also remembered the conversation from that night.
“I want to come with you,” I replied, a weird sensation creeping through my body, seeming to fill my bones from the feet upwards; a warm buzz heating the blood in my groin and stirring me up inside until it reached my head. I could feel the pulse in my neck. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears.
“I don’t think he’ll allow that,” she said, doubt clouding her eagerness.
“He can fuck you but only if I’m there to make sure you’re okay and that’s my final offer,” I said. I didn’t even know why I said it. My cock was rock-hard in my pants. What the fuck was happening to me?
“Shit,” she cursed, then took my hand and let me outside, walking to the door until the bouncer stopped me again with a burly arm across my chest.
“He wants to watch,” Danni said. I did. I didn’t know until she said it, but she was right. I did.
“Oh.” The bouncer’s eyes rolled and he sighed again and then turned around, pushing the door behind him open a crack. “The husband wants to watch,” he called through, as though it was normal.
“For fuck’s sake,” we heard DeMassi’s voice grumble from through the gap. “Send them in.”
The bouncer stepped aside and I followed Danni into Jon’s room, which was much larger than the one I’d been waiting in. It still wasn’t a particularly big room but unlike next door, it had room for a sofa and a wardrobe.
“So you’re a cuck, huh?” the rockstar said once we were inside.
“I’m a what?” I questioned, hovering around the closed door next to my wife, not knowing what was expected of me.
“A cuck.” DeMassi lowered his sunglasses to the tip of his nose and looked over them at me. “Cuckold. Someone who likes watching their wives with other guys. Or are you just a voyeur who likes watching sex in general?”
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. Was I a cuckold? Or a voyeur? I liked watching porn but didn’t all guys? “I’m just here to make sure Danni is okay with… well, you know.”
“Ah, yeah,” DeMassi gave me another long look, his mouth twisting into a wry grin. “Whatever. Anyway, Danni why don’t you come over here and sit on my knee for a second while I do something?”
Danni was still holding my hand and she squeezed it hard while smiling at me before finally letting go and walking slowly over to where Jon was sitting at his dressing table. As she positioned herself on his lap, he tipped some white powder from a small pill box onto the table and divided it up into three thin lines. Then he put an arm around my wife to steady her while leaning forwards and snorting one of them.
“Your turn,” he said, his eyebrows raising above the frames of his glasses but Danni shook her head.
“I don’t do stuff like that,” she said and when Jon looked at me, I said the same.
“Fair enough,” he shrugged, nostril-hoovering up the two remaining lines, before wiping his top lip with the back of one of his tattooed hands. “More for me, I guess.”
Then without any warning, he pulled Danni towards her with the hand that was around her shoulders and kissed her firmly on the mouth for a long minute, before eventually breaking their lip-lock. I could see that Danni was breathless as DeMassi turned to me.
“Over there,” he said, pointing with a diamond-encrusted-ringed finger towards the corner of the room away from the door. “Stand back there. No funny business, all right? I’m not gay or into any sort of bisexual shit. Watch as long as you want, but don’t get your dick out or try anything or I’ll have my man outside kick you the fuck out. Do you understand?”
“I’m not gay,” I glared at him but did as I was told for Danni’s sake, resting my back against the wall they began to kiss again. It was weird, watching my wife make out with someone else. I felt a wrenching sensation in my gut like my body was telling me this was wrong but my dick was saying the opposite, growing harder by the second.
“Are you okay?” Danni said when they stopped kissing for a second time. I saw Jon’s hands feeling and squeezing one of her breasts through her pink DeMassi t-shirt as she leaned to the side to look at me.
“He’s fine, sweetheart,” the rocker said, pulling Danni’s attention back towards him as he lifted the front of the shirt to admire her cleavage in her plum-coloured half-cup bra. “Fucking hell, nice. What bra size are you, Danni?”
“36C,” she said softly and I noticed her cheeks were flushed bright red with embarrassment. Or was it arousal? I couldn’t tell. “Do you like them?”
“Yeah, I fucking do. Let’s take this off,” he said, lifting the shirt further, up and over her head as Danni’s raised her arms for him. Then he reached around and unclasped the bra, letting it fall to the floor so that he could have a good look at her breasts. It wasn’t cold in the dressing room but I could see goosebumps on her exposed skin and her small, dark nipples were erect, standing out proudly as he skimmed a hand over them before cupping and groping her openly in front of me.
I couldn’t quite get my head around what I was seeing. Danni and I were happily married. This was her birthday. Nothing like this was meant to happen but I couldn’t move to stop them. I felt almost paralysed as Jon lifted Danni from his knee and sat her on the edge of the dressing table in front of him, then pushed her denim mini skirt up around her hips before easing her thighs open and pulling her black panties to one side.
“Shaved,” he commented, looking at my wife’s bald pussy. “Perfect. Right, let’s get down to business, eh?”
He stood up, shoving the chair back and I noticed then that his pants were still undone. He slipped them down and I found myself staring at the massive appendage hanging down in front of him. It reached midway down his thighs and was almost as thick as my wrist. I’d seen guys with penises as big as this in porn movies but never in real life and I couldn’t take my eyes off it as Danni hopped down from the dressing table and knelt before him.
“Are you okay?” she repeated, looking at me as she wrapped a hand around it. I noticed her fingers barely made it around the thickest part of his shaft.
“Stop asking him if he’s okay and get your mouth around it, baby,” DeMassi instructed her and she complied after saying ‘Sorry’ in a quiet voice.
It was hard to watch but I had to out of pure curiosity, simply to see whether she could even open her jaw wide enough but she did. She took as much of him into her mouth as she could and I saw the base of his dick swell as he started to get harder.
“Ah yeah,” the rockstar sighed, scooping my wife’s reddish hair to one side so he could look down at her pretty face and his cock pushing in and out between her lips. I saw traces of her dark pink lipstick around the shaft as she pulled away slightly, concentrating more on the thick, flared end of him for a moment, licking around it with her tongue.
“Did she tell you?” he said, looking over at me in the corner. “That I saw her at the last concert we played here? She was at the front and I remember thinking, ‘wow, she’s cute.’ I sent my team out looking for her after the gig — I wanted to fuck her that night — but they couldn’t find her.”
I couldn’t believe he was talking to me, almost conversationally, while my wife sucked his cock. This was fucked up.
“Yeah, you said you thought you recognised her or something,” I replied, feeling incredibly weird talking back to him while Danni continued to give him head just a couple of yards away from me.
“I wanted her from the moment I saw her and it’s funny how things work out so I always get what I want,” he grinned, a single gold tooth glinting in the yellowish lights glowing from around the dressing room mirror. “It took a year or two but I got her in the end. I fucking love groupies, especially the married ones.”
Danni’s eyes looked sideways at me but she didn’t take her mouth from around his cock, continuing to suck him. ‘I’m okay,’ I mouthed at her and I saw her eyes glimmer as she smiled around his thick girth.
“She sucks cock good,” he complimented her while still talking to me. “You’re a lucky fucker if you get this every night. I’d love to just shoot my load down her throat but I also want to fuck her and we don’t have all night. The tour bus leaves in an hour.”
“Yes. I want you to fuck me now,” Danni gasped as she took him out of her mouth and jerked his wet length with her hand instead. She was staring up at him, biting her lip while waiting for him to reply. Her big blue eyes were wide and her cheeks and upper chest were flushed with excitement.
“Are you wet enough to take The Massive?” he grinned, hauling her to a standing position in front of him, then reaching down between her legs and putting his hand under her skirt, which had slid back down her thighs during the blow job.
“I’m soaking wet,” Danni said, her eyes closing, presumably as his fingers went inside her. “Oh, Jon. Don’t. You’ll make me…”
She didn’t finish her sentence because right then, her legs gave way and a shuddering orgasm rippled through her. The rocker had to catch her with a hand in the small of her back while the other hand stayed under her skirt, doing whatever he was doing.
He’d made my wife cum. I’d just watched another man make my wife orgasm and he’d done it with the slightest touch of his fingers. I felt like pinching myself to make sure this wasn’t some sort of weird sex dream.
Danni slumped forward against his chest, but after a moment, she straightened and he pushed her skirt upwards until it was around her waist, then tugged her panties down for her to kick off onto the plush dressing room carpet.
He turned her around and bent her forward, across the dressing table, then kicked her ankles apart so he could position his monster of a penis with his shiny purple head pressed against her sticky pussy lips.
“Get ready,” he said in a low, growly voice and then I saw Danni stiffen as he pushed it in. She put a hand behind her, placing it on his lower abdomen and holding him to slow him down but he pushed again, shoving more of his dick in.
“You’re too big,” she complained but he pushed her hand away and kept sliding his cock inside, withdrawing slightly and then pushing a little deeper.
“Hush,” he said, continuing to work his length into her inch by inch. “I’ve never found a woman who couldn’t take it and I’ve had a lot of women in my time. Thousands. And every single one has taken it fine in the end. You just need to get warmed up properly.”
“Ungh,” my wife grunted as he pushed it deeper. I wondered if he was hurting her and if I should stop them but I stopped as soon as I started moving towards them because she suddenly cried out and then flopped forward onto the dressing table as another shuddering orgasm surged through her.
“There we go,” he grinned at me as he managed to ease the last inch inside her while she was just quivering on the table in front of him. “She’s cum twice already. Her pussy might never be the same for you after this, buddy.”
Then he put his hands on her hips, gripped them hard and began to pound her.
I’d never witnessed anything like it. Jon DeMassi’s ass cheeks clenched as he began to ram his intimidating cock in and out of my wife like she was just some cheap whore that he’d picked up off the street. There was no finesse or anything. He just fucked her fast and hard until she had another — her third — orgasm of the night. This time she screamed out loud, thrashing around on the wooden surface in front of him but he held her in place and continued to plough her pussy mercilessly.
“On the sofa,” DeMassi said shortly after that and a tired-looking Danni followed him as he led her to the leather couch right next to where I was standing. He sat down and guided her into straddling him, her black heels digging into the soft brown leather. “Let’s give hubby a show, eh?”
It was as though Danni had forgotten I was there. She didn’t look my way at all, even though I was only a few feet away. She reached down to hold his dick and then lowered herself down onto him. I saw it slide in, her reddened labia splaying apart and stretching out around his thick, veiny shaft.
“Good,” he said in a satisfied tone as she slid all the way down, taking every inch of him. Then he dipped his neck and sucked her nipple as she began to ride him.
I blinked several times, reminding myself that this was real and not some sort of weird hallucination. My beautiful wife was riding the cock of an internationally famous rock star and I was standing by, letting it happen.
“What a body,” the old man said in between slobbering all over her tits, which were bouncing sexily in front of him as Danni rocked her hips up and down atop him. “God, I love being a singer. I get so much fucking pussy, I can’t even begin to tell you.”
He was taunting me, I knew that, but what could I do? If I punched the guy in the face, I’d probably end up getting my ass sued and if I dragged Danni away from him, I’d end up upsetting her and ruining her birthday. This was so fucking surreal — and also, incredibly horny.
Why was I so turned on by watching my wife fuck someone else? It was all fucked up and wrong but at the same time, my dick was so hard it was throbbing in my pants, demanding a turn at fucking Danni but he’d forbidden me to even think about getting it out.
My wife’s hand was between her legs, rubbing her clit as she rode him. I’d never seen anything so erotic in my entire life and gave up questioning why this was happening and why I was enjoying it. Instead, I just watched like it was some sort of sex show in a seedy back street club, the only strange thing being that the female performer was my wife.
“I could do this all night,” DeMassi said after several minutes of Danni riding him, “But time is money. Are you gonna let me cum inside? Don’t worry. I’m clean, no diseases here and I had the snip years ago.”
“I want you to cum inside,” she moaned. Her voice was thick with desire and breathy like a phone sex worker.
“On your back, spread your legs,” he instructed and Danni complied, rolling away from him as he got up, lying full length on the sofa and opening her thighs wide.
Her pussy was puffy and slick with her juices but I didn’t get much time to look before Jon positioned himself on top of her and rammed his famous dick inside her again.
“Oh my god,” she wailed as he began to thrust into her, his ass cheeks clenching and relaxing in front of my eyes as he fucked her. “Fuck me, Jon. Give me your cum. Please. Give it to me.”
I’d never heard her talk like that during sex before, not even with me.
“Your cock is so fucking big,” she groaned. “You’re going to make me cum again.”
“Yeah, go on,” he encouraged her, starting to sound out of breath himself now. “Cum for me, Danni. Your husband wants to see you cum on my cock again.”
I saw her head lift and her eyes met mine as she looked at me over his shoulder while he continued to fuck her. “Watch me cum,” she moaned to me. “Don’t stop watching. Oh, fuck. I’m cumming.”
This time, her back arched beneath her as the orgasm hit and her legs shook as she kicked out in an orgasmic spasm. Her shoes had both fallen off and I saw her toes curling as she cried out. “Oh, fuuuuuuuck,” she screamed.
“Boss?” The bouncer came walking through the door and then stood there waiting for DeMassi to reply as though nothing out of the ordinary was happening. My first instinct was to step between them to block his view of my wife getting screwed on the sofa but there was no point. He’d seen everything the moment he entered the room. “You’re short on time, boss. The rest of the band are waiting for you.”
“Yeah, I’m just finishing,” the rockstar said, not even pausing. He just kept screwing Danni, who was now holding on to him for dear life, her hands digging into his back as he sped up. “Hold on there, one minute. I’m almost done.”
The bouncer waited and watched with me as Jon gave Danni a few final, hard thrusts of her cock, the final one making her moan out loud as he went extra-deep before finally, the muscles in his ass and lower back bunched up and he grunted deeply.
“Oh, yeah, there we go,” he said, his voice tight. “Fuck, that was good.”
A second later, he got up, his long cock swinging between his legs with sticky white cum still dripping from the tip. I gazed down at my wife who was breathing hard on the sofa, lying there with her legs open, sperm oozing from her ravaged slit, exposed to everyone including the bouncer.
“Okay, so I hate to rush you,” DeMassi said to me, pulling his pants up his legs, “But the cleaners will be here soon to tidy up. I have to get moving or the band is going to descend on us and see your wife and knowing my drummer, he’s going to want a go on her too. So, if I were you, I’d help her get dressed.”
I blinked at him, stunned at his bluntness, then shook myself into action.
“Danni?” I said, sitting on the sofa next to her. “You okay? We have to go. The cleaners will be here in a minute.”
“Oh, my God,” she said in a dreamy, spaced-out tone of voice before opening her eyes and looking at me. “That was fucking amazing.”
“It looked that way,” I nodded. “Did you hear what I said about the cleaners?”
“Yes, I heard.” She pushed herself up into a sitting position and I noticed that she had a thick sheen of sweat all over her body, a trickle of which ran down between her breasts and over her belly as I looked her over to make sure she was okay. “I’m just trying to get my breath back for a moment.”
“Thank you for a fun time, Danni,” Jon said. The bouncer had left, so it was just the three of us. “Here’s some tissues. Get cleaned up.”
She took the box he offered her and wiped the cum that was dribbling down the inside of her thigh, then began to get dressed.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling shyly at him. Once she’d put her clothes back on, creased from being on the floor, he took her hand and pulled her into another, long, passionate kiss that left her breathless again.
“Give me your number,” he said quietly. “Next time I’m in town, we should get together. You can come to my hotel room and we’ll do this properly. You can even bring hubby again if you want.”
As Danni picked up a pen and paper from the dressing room table and wrote down her number, the rockstar turned to me and looked me up and down. “I like you,” he said, giving me a short nod. “Your wife is something else. Thanks for letting me have some fun with her.”
Danni handed him the paper, which he stuffed into his jeans pocket. “You better call me,” she said. “Don’t leave me waiting forever.”
“Soon, I promise,” the rockstar grinned, his gold tooth glinting again.
The two of them finished tidying themselves up, Jon even signing the t-shirt she was wearing before we left, right over the top of her left breast. “One more thing,” Danni said, as we prepared to go our separate ways down the corridor.
“Name it,” Jon shrugged.
“Do you have Angelina Jolie’s number, by any chance?” my wife asked, casting a smile my way. “I owe my husband a huge favour now.”
“Hmmm, yeah, I think so,” DeMassi laughed. “I’ll text it to you. Don’t go getting your hopes up though.” He looked at me. “And don’t be disappointed when she turns you down, your wife is a better fuck than her anyway.”
With that, the world-famous rock star walked away to join up with the band that was waiting at the far end of the corridor and we headed back out into the backstage area and through the exit doors outside.
“Best birthday ever,” Danni said, looping her arm through mine. She smelled of sweat and sex. My cock was still throbbing in my pants.
“You just fucked Jon DeMassi,” I said, still coming to terms with what had happened.
“I sure did,” she said, waving a taxi down. “And I’ll always love you for letting me. You do know I’m going to want sex every single night now because the memory of what we did tonight is always going to be on my mind? I’ll never forget this. That was the most incredible sex ever.”
We got into the taxi that stopped for us and she cuddled up alongside me in the backseat, resting her head on my shoulder. I could feel how damp her hair was.
“Now let’s get home. I owe you the best fuck of your life — if my poor little pussy can manage it, that is.”
“Where to?” The taxi driver said, looking over his shoulder, a grin on his face. He’d heard all of that.
Danni gave him our address and we set off, ready to enjoy whatever came next.
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[S/B] Im trying to go slow with my brother
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Ok so i made another post before this with more stuff on how this all started but some things have happened after that and Ill post that here. We are both older than 18
So three days ago after i made the last post i went to my brothers room and we talked about a bunch of stuff. Most of it was just random stuff but we I asked him why he didnt have a girlfriend and he said he didnt know. I asked him if he wanted one and he said kinda. I forgot how but we started talking about people in our school and i asked him what girls he thought looked good and he said the names of a few girls and me! So that was really good and we slept in my bed that night.
The next day we watched tiktoks in his room and then i asked him if he wanted to watch them in my bed and he said yes. So we went to my bed and watched some but i took my shorts off before i got in bed so i was wearing my panties and shirt. We watched them for a while and then went to sleep. He cuddled me and he put his hand on my belly and i put my hand on his. I said it was ok if he wanted to touch my skin and he laughed but i moved his hand under my shirt to my belly and he left it there. We fell asleep like that.
Last night we slept together and i took off my shorts again but i did it when he could see me this time and i think he did. I asked him if i could and he said yes. We cuddled again and slept next to each other.
Our mom has a party at noon that she is going to so me and my brother are home alone. I know i should do something bigger since its just us. I think im going to wear my tank top and panties today. Im going to try to look hot around him so he thinks about me like that. Im want to try to kiss him but i wont if it doesnt make sense.
Thats all that happened. If everything goes good today ill let you know. Thanks for your help and being nice to me!
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My future wife [F/18 at the time of story] fucked to tears by bbc Nigerian [M/35-45] [true story]
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So the wife, didn’t know her at time of this fuck, met a much older Nigerian man through the dude’s nephew. The wife, never one to pass up an opportunity to please a bbc, did some chatting, flirting, and what not with the uncle. At some point he offered her an Italian soda if she went by his place. Being an adventurous girl she agreed.
So she went to his place and they fool around until she eventually finds herself coaxed into getting fucked! They moved to the bedroom, she shucked down to the proper level of clothing, and he put her in the doggy position. She says all the black cocks fucked her doggy. Anyway, he lines up and pushed his Nigerian cock into her tight pussy, but he is massive and splits her little young hole wide!
After a few thrust she began to second guess her desire for an Italian soda. After a few more thrust he was balls deep and bottoming out in that sweet pussy, causing her to moan, but was it from enjoyment or pain? As the thrusting and stretching of her pussy intensified, it became clear that it would be the latter. It also became clear that any idea of a gentle, romantic love season was at an end—this was going to be a hard, grind it out, grin and bare it sort of fuck to the end.
She wasn’t sure if he knew the punishment he was putting her poor little pussy through or not, but he just pounded away on her tight pink fuck hole. Slapping her ass and calling her a ‘naughty girl’, his thrusting continued to pick up pace as he focused on his own sexual enjoyment. Although he was having fun doggying her, he eventually withdrew, giving her a moment of reprieve from the abuse, pushed her down and told her to rollover for some missionary, which she did obediently, spreading her legs wide to make room for his massive cock. He gave her a sly smile as if to thank her for her willingness to accept his dick, slides it back in with a couple of hard pushes, and the relentless pound began anew!
Doing her best to find her own pleasure, she adjusted herself to trying to accommodate that massive cock as much as possible, but the pounding and stretching was too intense. Even though he was putting her pussy through some serious abuse she didn’t even consider asking him to stop. Not only would he probably not have done so before blowing his nut, she’s a total man pleaser and saw it as a duty to let him continue, even at her own expense, until he was finished.
After what seemed like hours of this massive cock slamming her once tight pussy, he made the typical ‘I’m cumming’ sounds as he blew his nut—the bbc Nigerian onslaught was finally over! He withdrew his massive unit from her aching and gaped abused hole. Her pussy bruised and her usefulness fulfilled, he walked her to the door and sent her on her way. Oh! Of course she got her Italian soda!
What a trooper. Letting that big cock Nigerian abuse that pussy so he could finish and nut, even though that big cock was slamming that pussy to mercy! He never tried to fuck her again and she never went back to get fucked.
I said that’s a great story and she asked why? I said because you had a one night stand with a big dick Nigerian and you let him finish nutting even though it was a huge cock that bored out that tight pussy. She said the following in a text:
“Lol idk…doesn’t sound that incredible. It was more like here is this weak impressionable 18 year old who is lured by a 30 something male, fucks her to tears, and offers an Italian soda as a thank you gift.”
I told her she’s not so innocent and know her past. He wasn’t the first to slip her the one eyed trouser trout. So after being fucked to tears she was kicked to the curb. He never fucked her again. Thats what you call a one time use pussy!
You would think she learned her lesson, but oh no. She turned around soon afterwards and shared her pussy with the bbc Nigerian’s nephew in a once and done fuck. Those Nigerians passed my wife’s pussy around like candy. She really likes those African cocks.
Love my naughty wife!
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 405. Loving domination of my younger son.
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Michael was on my bed, wearing only blue boxer briefs and lying face down into a fluffy pillow. I wore a plum-colored corset with my hair up and little diamond stud earrings. My teeth were gently biting his back and my legs were wrapped around him. My left hand pushed his head further into the pillow and my right hand squeezed and fondled his package over the stretched fabric of his underwear.
Firmly pushing my crotch against his firm ass, I moaned with delight as I controlled and molested my consenting adult son. Every squeeze makes him grunt and moan with pleasure as his mother had her way with him.
My low bun unraveled, and my hair cascaded onto my neck, back and shoulders. He pushed his manhood against my hand and groaned powerfully.
"Yesssss...that's my good boy" I hissed as I gave his back another love bite.
Michael smelled like his shower gel and his body was fresh and clean. I had no choice but to make him my dirty boy. Sliding backward, I yanked his underwear down a bit and spread his cheeks with my hands.
He growled into the down pillow as his predatory mother tongued his little asshole. His cock was still covered, and I continued to fondle and squeeze it. I moaned like a wanton whore as I gently gave his ass pleasure and felt potent and formidable as I played with his cock.
Without warning Michael's back arched and I felt the warm and satisfying feeling of him cumming in his boxer briefs. The loving nectar soaked through the fabric and made beautiful contact with my hand.
I am a lucky mom.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I consider my country of residency to be personal information and won't share it.**
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She just wanted to play a game... [M20/F20] [morningwood] [sex] [blue ball relief]
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My eyes slide open, but everything’s blurry. I reach up, wipe away the crust, and am confused. Wood rafters, a strange blanket, strange sheets, weird artwork on the walls, all ducks and reeds. This isn’t my room. This isn’t even my house.
I wipe my eyes again, but everything’s still there. I roll my head to the other side. More wood rafters, more ducks. A painted wooden duck on a small table. A duck stuffed animal next to it. I’m always a little delirious when I wake, but this is taking the cake.
Below the foot of the bed — carved with artwork of two ducks in flight — it’s bright, and I haven’t mustered the courage for sunlight yet. Plus, there’s some noise I don’t comprehend. It’s familiar, yet I can’t place it. So I rub yet more crust from my eyes, and squint down past my feet.
A big window, rolling hillside beyond glowing with morning light. A TV just in front of the windows in a wooden hutch. A couch between my bed and that TV.
The TV is on, some video game. I sit up to see who’s playing.
In front of the TV, with her back to me, lays a young woman. She’s wearing a sweatshirt, snug around her waist, two big brunette pigtails of hair tumbling down her back. And below that shirt, the biggest, tightest, roundest ass I’ve ever seen. Tight white-and-pink panties cling to it, slide up between its cheeks.
I am immediately wide awake, smacked in the face with a powerful urge to touch that butt, to rub up against it, nuzzle my face against it, to… I don’t know, I just need it.
Memories come crashing back in. The girl is Victoria, and she’s my dad’s boss’s daughter. We got in yesterday, my parents and me, invited out to spend a few days at Dad’s boss’s personal hunting retreat. Dad’s boss — Mister Ayer, I’m supposed to call him — he owns this land, hundreds of acres, and he’s known to invite people he likes out on trips like this. Dad explained on the drive out, it’s a great career boost for him, and should be fun for us, too. He also explained, giving me a stern glare, Victoria was off-limits.
The TV screen flashes, some cooking video game with cartoonish graphics and silly, bubblegum music. Victoria hums along.
Last night, Mister Ayer had served us dinner, deer that he’d personally hunted and cleaned. He was a big, loud, boisterous man, someone who obviously enjoyed playing host. His wife clung to his arm, a woman who looked like she must’ve been quite the jaw-dropper back when she was young. Victoria’s resemblance to her parents was clear as she sat quietly at the far end of the table.
She’d said nothing to me — or to anyone else, that matter — that whole dinner. But I’d caught her eyes on mine. And my father caught the smiles I was sending her way, and gave me his most disapproving glare, the one that reminded me under whose roof I lived, who was paying for my car and cell phone and entire lifestyle.
It’d worked. I turned away from Victoria, avoiding her looks, keeping away from her after dinner. She’d slinked away without saying anything, and I’d stayed up with the adults, reveling in my recently-earned ability to legally drink wine. I had no pallet for it, but I’d had several glasses, listening to their conversation late into the night.
And then Misses Ayer directed me to this room, the cabin’s bonus room, in the rafters above the formal living room. My parents were already using the guest bedroom, she explained, but there was this trundle in the bonus room set up for me, for just such occasions. And that I shouldn’t worry, that even though the room was open, having no door that could close, and was where the games were set up, that the Ayer’s would respect my privacy, and nobody would disturb my slumber. I could sleep in, she even suggested.
So the pieces begin to click. That since Victoria had gone to bed before the rest of us, she probably didn’t know I was sleeping in here. This was probably her morning routine, getting in some video games before the rest of the house was awake. She would probably be very embarrassed to realize I’d seen her in her underwear.
How to be polite?
I come up with a plan. I roll over, deliberately squeaking the bed frame, and clear my throat loudly.
It works, sort of.
“Good morning, Julian,” she says, “Hope you don’t mind, but, well, you’re in the room where the TV is.”
“Uh…” I rub my head. That’s not the answer I expected. “It’s… it’s ok.”
“I only have this game at this cabin, not at our main house, so, like, I don’t get many chances to play it, is all.”
Ok, so she’s not leaving. Now, how do I get out of here? My suitcase is still in my parents’ room, I realize, and my clothes I was wearing yesterday are on a bench next to the TV. All I’ve got on are form-fitting black boxer-briefs, and what with my morningwood, they don’t hide much. “It’s, uh, it’s cool,” I say.
“You should come play with me,” she says cheerily, “It’s a two-player game. I’ve got a second controller here.”
“No, err, I mean, no-thank you. That’s alright.”
“Please, Julian?” She does that puppy dog thing with her voice, making herself sound cute and desperate and irresistible, like saying ‘no’ would be slapping her in the face. “I’m all alone here. I never have anyone to play with me.”
Even though from this angle I can’t see her, my mind flashes back to her cute face, how it must look right now, all wide-eyed and pleading. And to her ass, how it’s so perfect and round and in need of a grope. My erection just will not go away, but against my better judgment, I find myself saying, “Ok, you talked me into it.”
“Great! I’ll start a new round here.” She busies herself with the game.
I climb off the bed and sidle around the couch, moving quickly, hoping she won’t notice the stiffy I’m sporting. I sit down on the carpet behind her, my back to the couch, and cross one leg over the other to hide my boner.
But she obviously has no such qualms about her ass. She’s prone in front of me, propped up on her elbows, chest on a pillow. A perfect arch runs from her shoulders, down her back, up her hips, and over that magnificent beast of a butt. And her butt… her legs are together, but as her panties run between her ass cheeks and over her crotch, I can see them clinging tightly to her mound, the white and pink stripes stretching as they embrace her pussy.
As I stare, I salivate and my cock twitches.
Victoria giggles. “Everything ok there?”
Fuck me. She’s turned her head back, over her shoulder, grinning at me as she reaches out, offering the second game controller to me.
I blush. “Uh, yeah, um, all good.” I can’t reach the controller, not without unfolding my legs.
She waves it back and forth. “You going to take it?”
Fuck me double. There is no way … I’m going to have to lean forward. Maybe, if I’m quick, and I lean forward… I swallow, and do it, as smooth as I can. My fingers reach out, come up empty.
She’s giggling, pulling the controller from my grasp.
“Hey!” I frown.
“Looks like you’re in need of some relief there,” she nods at my crotch, her eyes sparkling, lips curled in a mocking smirk.
The heat of my blush swells. “Don’t– don’t look!” I try to cover my boner with my hand, but she pulls my wrist away.
“No! If you touch your dick, I’m not going to let you then touch my controller.”
“I’m not touching–” I stop my myself, grimacing, trying to compose myself despite the rude bulge in my shorts. “Could you please hand me the controller?”
“No.”
“No?”
“First, I’m going to show you how to play. Now sit down.” She swats her ass, making it bounce.
I sit back down.
“Not there,” she says, “Here.” She swats at her butt again.
I frown, still not understanding. “What?”
“Sit on my butt!” Her tone is scolding, like I’m being an idiot. Maybe I am.
“Why?”
“Uh, so you can watch? Duh.”
“I can see fine from where I am.”
Suddenly cutesy and sing-song, she says, “View’s better from here.”
I narrow my gaze, eye that glorious ass. “How old are you, Victoria?”
“Twenty. Why?”
“Because what you’re asking, it’s–”
“It’s what? What am I asking?” She wiggles her hips, bounces her ass side to side.
I breathe in, out. “Nothing.” I glance around, make sure nobody else is around. Which, it’s a few minutes after six in the morning, they aren’t around, I know this. But still. I get on my knees, crawl forward the two paces to Victoria’s ass, and swing a leg out, over her. And I sit down, not on her ass exactly, but on her thighs, so that her ass is just in front of me. I am literally pressed up against her, my erection bouncing against her ass. It’s what I’ve been lusting after since I woke up and saw it, but now that I have it, I’ve no idea what it is I’m supposed to do with it.
She told me to sit, and I have. But now, am I allowed to touch it? Should I be grabbing and squeezing it, playing with it? Should I continue to pretend that I’m not incredibly erect?
“Good,” she says, her head again turned over her shoulder, smiling at me with her teeth over her bottom lip. “Now, watch and learn.” And she turns back around and plays the game, like I’m just supposed to think is normal.
I glance at the screen, but I can’t even pretend to pay attention. My focus drops immediately back to her ass and it’s fantastic roundness. And my hips, I don’t meant them to, but they’re slowly thrusting into her, trying to grind my cock on her through the fabric. A wet spot has formed at the tip of my shorts, and I’m panting.
“Are you even noticing what I’m doing?”
I whimper. “Sorry, I… I–”
“Why are you sorry?”
“I–” I can’t finish a sentence, is what. My will shatters, I reach down and grab her ass, my fingers digging into her muscles, squeezing and groping.
“Are you better now? Watch, you move the character around with the stick…”
“Ok,” I grunt, grinding my hips into her ass, wantonly massaging her butt. My fingers curl around her panties, tugging them to the side. My boxer-clad erection slides down between her cheeks.
“…and you pick up items over here. Are you even watching, Julian?”
“Yeah,” I mutter, sucking down air as my cock strains at the fabric. “Totally watching.” With a burst of relief, my shaft finds the flap in my shorts and shoves its way through, now rubbing on her ass skin-on-skin.
“Good,” she says, “There’ll be a quiz at the end. Now, what you’ll need to do… Julian!”
“What?”
“Everything ok back there?”
“Never better.” I’ve slid my cock between her cheeks, down down down, until now, where it rests against the heat of her pussy.
“Alright, well,” she says, “You’re going to need to lean in close to see this next bit.”
“Ok.”
I lean forward, pressing my hips into her. Victoria and I gasp in unison as the tip of my cock shoves its way in between her pussy lips. The sight, my dick skewering this glorious ass, it’s too overwhelming for me to take things slow or casual. I grab her waist and thrust in, as deep as I can. Her pussy is so tight, so incredible to have mounted on my cock.
“Good,” she grunts, “It’s so hard… ngggg… this level, I mean. You’ll really have to find… nnnnggg… a good pace, you know?”
“Yeah,” I suck down a breath, my hips pulling back automatically. As I shove myself inside her a second time, I watch her ass jiggle. And when we’re skin to skin — my hips resting against her butt, my balls against her thighs — her warmth infects me, makes me dizzy.
Blood rushes behind my ears, my vision tunnels down. My universe is condensed down to the essentials — me and Victoria, my hard dick and her wet pussy — and I fuck her like it’s the entire reason we exist. Restraining myself would be a travesty, holding any lust in reserve a waste, and I pour my entire essence into pounding my cock into her, into giving Victoria the fuck she deserves.
“Fuck…” she groans, the controller clattering against the floor as her hands clench and release, clench and release. She scrambles for something to hold on to, her face buried in the carpet.
Her asshole spasms, and I brush it with my thumb, teasing her.
She whimpers, sweat tricking down her gloriously round ass as it bounces, her arousal intoxicating me. My dick shoves into her over and over again, each pull out a rush of ecstatic potential, each thrust in a firework of release.
“You’re so hot,” I mutter.
“Cum in me,” she mutters back.
Her simple instruction is all it takes for bliss to explode from my cock and shoot through my limbs, to flood my brain. I groan as the spunk surges through my shaft and erupts inside her. I don’t slow my thrusts as I feel her pussy slicken with my seed, and I pump every last drop inside her.
When I pull out, my cock is coated with its own release, and thick white cum drips from her pussy. I collapse on the floor next to her, catching my breath, barely holding myself up.
“Oh, fuck,” Victoria pants, rolling onto her side. She looks up at the TV. “We lost the level.”
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[M/D] My MOM is into Lesbian BDSM - My nipples drive my Mom crazy
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\*Last 3 months update\*
So I didn´t post anything till now because there were no new things to post about except the sex adventures with my mother. I keep getting questions about my next update and the things my mother does in our sessions and such.
So I thought I could do a quick update:
\- I can answer some questions about what happened to the "pervert mothers cruise", and also about the obsession that my mother has with my puffy nipples... So here we go:
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Old things:
The pervmothers cruise didn´t happen finally. The cruise happened, but not with us. I just didn´t want to go. My mother didn´t find the Japanese M/D, so...
For some dark reason, she fantasizes with me being "abused" by another mother (a normal mother, not a professional domme)...
I'm still too shy for that kind of things.
That was a downer for her, so she finally promised to take me to the real thing next summer: Japan.
Like the real place. To that I agreed immediately :D
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New things:
I am exploring the BDSM world and learning new things everyday.
Now I just want to be my mom´s pet.
I saw a movie from Boundheat about a girl that decided to be a woman´s pet, being on a leash and act like a little kitty, slurping milk from a pet´s plate, walking around on four legs, etc...
That got me HOOKED.
So I purchased lots of beautiful and classy cards online, where you can put whatever in them, and I ordered a bunch of them in different colors, with this message printed on the reverse:
"I Want To Be Your Pet"
On the front it has a leash retro icon, in black color.
I am then leaving these cards around home, in places where my mother usually hangs.
This was a buildup for several weeks. She acted like she wasn't noticing the cards at first.
She finally said last Sunday that we will need some pet´s plates and at least a cage for me... a real cage (OMG), and a full weekend to explore that side of me (great!!)...
The next day she brought me a sexy cat headband in black, with the cat ears (I always wanted one of those)...
So I just wear it while I am being her secretary in the mornings... Just to tease her.
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My nipples:
I am getting questions about the puffy nipples fetish that my mother has, and how she is reacting with mine.
Well, at the beginning she was like trying to stop herself and don´t overdo it, but in the last weeks she is like obsessed with my breasts, and she is ordering a lot of lingerie and clothing that gets the nipples in the open, especially sexy bodices and full latex bodysuits with holes in the breast areas, even "donut-bras"... for me to wear during our mini-trips.
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Q- How often does she play with your breasts and nipples? What sort of things does she do to them?
Nowadays, it's like every day, she has finally let go and simply enjoys them with no limits, as if they were some special delicatessen from a master chef.
Even eating cream out of them with a spoon. A real spoon I mean. It's crazy and it's making me crazy.
She does almost everything that can be done with them: squeeze them, twist them, slap them, lick them, bite them, push them against mirrors, cover them with all kinds of cream, etc... Even rub them with her feet... Especially that.
That started because I usually end up massaging her feet whenever we sit on the sofa to watch some TV... And I usually end up placing her feet over my breasts (that sends me to heaven every time).
So now she just puts her feet over my breasts on every occasion she has, even with her heels on, during office time. Lately she just orders me to place my breasts as a cushion for her feet whenever she is tired from work. I then slide my top or blouse a bit to show some cleavage to her while she is doing that...
From that, she just commands me to stop touching her feet and just place my hands behind my back, and move my shoulders back to let my tits totally out, so she can rub her feet all over them, sometimes pinching me with her heels over my nipples, so I moan a bit just out of pain (she likes that).
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Q- Does she ever hump them as well?
Oh yes, and that is amazing, she squeezes them with her hands (usually in black gloves), then humps them slowly and steady with her crotch area, fully clothed, usually while she slaps me... me with my hands behind my head, picking up my hair, as she likes...
She enjoys all the humping and rubbing and pressing she can do with my breasts, and is going deeper and deeper with her nipples fetish... I am noticing now that she is buying me bras and tops one or two sizes short, so my breasts are totally encased, and sometimes one of the breasts just gets out of the bra from so much restraining, showing one of my naked nipples... so she can then punish that nipple by slapping it or flogging it with the leather flogger... and that she enjoys a lot.
The other day she even did that to me inside a petrol station restroom (in the middle of nowhere) during a road trip together... crazy.
The bad thing is that I usually end up with my tops and blouses totally stripped and ruined :(
Most of the times she buys me those clothing items again (or sends them to her dressmaker to fix them), but some of them are ruined forever and she cannot find them again, because we bought them during one of our trips. That is the part I don´t like :D
\- "You have to learn to let go, babe..." - She usually says after that.
I kid you not, I have a Bra Cemetery inside my closet now.
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Q- Does she ever hump them skin on skin, or is it always clothed?
She usually starts fully clothed and ends up skin to skin. Although lately she just get off with her panties still on, because lately, she is being more "watery" down there when she cums. Like... a lot.
\-- And with that comes the new BEST thing:
SHE SQUIRTS (!)
Not always (it was the first time just one month ago), but when she is over the top horny, it happens now.
I was in shock the first time, hand in mouth and eyes wide open, and I came several times just by seeing and feeling that all over my breasts. I was so in awe I begged her to teach me to do that (I still can´t).
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Q- Does she ever cum on your breasts? Also could you explain more in depth about the time in the restroom at the petrol station?
Well, yes, she lately likes to cum over my breasts, just from rubbing and humping them, but (also lately) she is being super watery... but some prudeness got into her, and now she places some cloth on my breasts to cover them before she squirts. Or just take her panties off and put them over my breasts and then squirts over her panties... which I find super hot and crazy...
I like it so much, all the wet clothing over me when she finishes :D
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The petrol station situation is that she likes to take me on a mini road trip in her car sometimes, and stop by in lonely places off-road, in the middle of nowhere, to do some bdsm playing outside, which she likes a lot.
That time we had to stop at a gas station to fill the car, and she just asked for the toilet key and brought me in there with her.
It was at night, and there was nobody there except for the station clerk. The toilet was outside the building, near the car.
This was totally out of a sudden (as she does). She just ripped my clothes at the moment we went in, slapped me all over my face and breasts with no warning, tied my hands with my own sleeves and ripped my bras, as usually... then humped my breasts from several positions with fury, until she came, with her panties still on. She totally soaked her panties and my breasts... We both ended up dripping wet everywhere from her big juice jet that she threw from her insides... It was amazing, like as she was possesed or something.
I was afraid if someone could listen to me, though, because she made me moan/shout loudly...
Well, I could write a novel just with the breast things :D
She is being totally focused on them these days, and being more creative with the things she does to them. The downside is that most of the days my nipples get sore and burnt badly. She puts some coconut oil cream on them after that, really motherly.
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\- Next New Thing: She wants to milk them (!)
She says now that she can make my breasts produce milk (real woman's milk), even not being pregnant (!)
So now she uses some pump tools (and her mouth, of course) on my nipples every day.
The milk part is because she has a fetish about that (she dated some pregnant girls in the past), and she knows by her talks with some doctors (and her own experience), that any woman (especially younger) can produce milk if you insist enough with pumping and sucking the nipples, and also by squeezing the breasts as if you wanted to milk them.
You have to do that several times per day, so now we are on the process, and she is really committed to make that happen.
This was in exchange for me not wanting to go to the "pervmoms cruise" :D
\- "Then I will make your tits cry some milk"... she said, (which I didn't understand at the moment).
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Q- Does your mother let you do things with HER breasts?
Aside from staring at them? Not much.
She let me stare at them as much as I want, like a hungry kitty, and some days she even puts her nipples on my mouth, slowly.
That´s the only thing that she let me do with her breasts: to be breastfed by her. She teaches me how to do it right. She likes to dress me like a little girl for that occasion.
She also likes to smother me also by pressing my face in between them, while I struggle for my breath...
The only time I could really touch them and squeeze them (although just a bit) was that "fury day" when she got so mad when I was going out to meet the dommes... But the slaps while I was doing it were so hard that I could barely enjoy them :(
Anyways, I try to rub my body over them whenever I can, especially when she is taking a nap or sleeping :D
...
So now, everyday, she just asks me to "offer my breasts to her" several times a day, like a ritual, and she pumps my nipples with those tools, squeezes the hell out of them, and ends up sucking them like a suction cup...
No milk has come out as of yet, but I certainly cum inside my panties everytime she does that.
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Never A Sure Thing: 21+ [F32/M34] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Cheating] [BBC] [Big Boobs] [Busty] [Cleavage] [Oral Sex] [Impregnation]
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I have always loved cocks, dicks, trouser snakes, whatever people called them. I have always loved them since I sucked Billy Madix's dick under the bleachers.
In my senior year of high school, I must have sucked all the guy's cocks in my senior class. I could care less what they thought of me or the names the other girls called me. I loved the feeling of a cock in my mouth.
When I went to college, it was no different; I collected cock pics and had a whole folder full of them. I could care less what size, big, small, micro, the giant and massive, I sucked them all. That wasn't to say I fucked them. No, I was saving that for the best cock of them all, one that could last a full ten minutes of me sucking them off.
Not many guys lasted that long. Hell, most of them didn't last two minutes. I had gotten good at sucking cocks, I had my own way and secret, and it never failed me.
I even got some of the older men off within seconds. They would brag about their age and experience, but it was all talk once they were in my mouth. Seconds later, they grabbed the back of my head and filled my mouth with cum.
Sure, having a set of F cup tits didn't help, I was naturally busty since my junior year in high school, and I just kept growing from there. In college, I knew what I wanted to do, they always said to find something you like to do, and you would never work a day in your life. Well, I wanted to become a urologist.
I loved everything about cocks, so why not have a job where I was around them all the time.
My second thought was to become a stripper, but I was no good at dancing, nor did I have any rhythm.
It was there in the medical field that I met Daniel, he was also becoming a doctor, a general doctor, and we thought it would be best to work together.
The moment I saw his eight-inch cock and felt it in my mouth, I knew we would be together for a long time. He never did meet the ten-minute mark, but I knew he was the one after college and even when we went our separate ways.
Two years later, we were walking down the aisle together, my blonde hair to his ginger. I was naturally tanned, and he was as pale as a ghost. We were meant for each other. His big dick and my big boobs.
The first night we spent together was horrible. I didn't know that something could go so wrong. We weren't in sync, and he lasted no longer than a mere few seconds, maybe less.
But after a couple more tries, we finally synced, and it was the best, unlike most new wives, who had set rules of what their husbands could and couldn't do in the bedroom. I was up for all of it if it involved his dick.
To Daniel, I was his cock hungry slut, and I owned every word and meaning. It didn't matter if there were friends or family around. My hand was in his pocket, pulling and tugging on his dick.
I sucked him off in front of all of his friends at his twenty-fifth birthday party, then watched as he fucked one of my best friends for his thirtieth.
We were meant for each other. We both loved sex. We were both good at our jobs. He had his general practice, and I had my clinic. Early in our marriage, we decided to put off having kids until we were financially ready.
As he approached thirty-four and I had just turned thirty-two, we decided it was time to expand our family.
Who knew getting pregnant would be such a hassle? We both were in our prime, and we were both healthy, but I couldn't get pregnant no matter what we did or tried.
"Now, cum now!" I said as Daniel fucked me.
I looked in his face as he had my legs on his shoulders. It was that time again, a routine we had gotten into of fucking at a specific time during my cycle. But I knew just like he did that it wouldn't work.
"Jesus," Daniel said as he laid out on the bed. "That has to be it," he said, shaking his head. "I don't think I can go another round."
Four times was our maximum, and he would cum inside of me every time.
We both had seen specialists, and they all found nothing wrong with us. My damn womb just didn't want a baby in it.
We decided if I didn't get pregnant by the end of the year, we would seek another means if that was adoption or something more drastic.
Daniel didn't like the idea of me going to the clinic and getting inseminated with someone else's sperm. As he would say, that was the last straw when it came to things he didn't like or want to do.
"Why not a vacation?" Raylene asked. She was Daniel's sister.
As I called her, Ray was a ray of sunshine, there was never a dull day, or something that she didn't think was a bad situation.
"I don't know," I said, staring at Ray. She had a woman's boutique, as she liked to call it, a few minutes from my clinic, so we met daily for lunch.
"When was the last time the two of you went camping or did anything exciting?" Ray asked.
"It's been a while," I nodded.
"See, a bit of relaxation, maybe go to the beach or the lake, get your mind off things," Ray smiled. "I am sure that's when Ben got conceived, legs up in the air on the beach in Thailand."
"Great," I said, putting down my veggie burger. "I will never get that image out of my head."
Xander, her husband, was into men's fitness and was built like a Brickhouse. Ray was a four-foot six, petite woman. Imagining them fucking was like something out of a midget porn video. Xander was easily close to seven-foot or above.
Plus, I had seen Xander's cock. Before they got married, he was one of my first patients. Also, he came by for a routine checkup. The man was obsessed with his cock, always ensuring that it was good and that there was nothing wrong.
Daniel suspected that Xander was just coming by to check out my chest and not because he wanted to be examined.
"We could rent an RV and go to the lake we haven't been there since we got married," I nodded.
"A few drinks near the lake and the next thing you know," Ray smiled.
"Don't," I shook my head.
Ray had the bad habit of making every scenario a romantic one. I wasn't into romance. As long as we went to the weekend and had as much sex as possible, the rest would hopefully fall in line.
Ray shook her head; she hated our open marriage. I always tried to explain that it wasn't open to the point we slept with anyone and everyone. It was just open to other people if the other allowed it.
Like allowing him to fuck my friend or at one of the parties, he and two of his friends had their way with me. It was beneficial to both of us. We both knew that sex would eventually get boring if it were just the two of us. So, we liked to bring others, both men and women.
The one rule was no emotional attachment at all and no repeat offenders. We never went to the same well more than three times. After that, we cut them off. It had worked so far, and neither saw anything wrong with it.
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"About time," Tasha, my assistant, said as I told her I was taking a long weekend.
I had already talked to Daniel, and he was all for it. So, we scheduled it for the following weekend. We would both would take Friday and Monday off so that we could have a four-day weekend.
"Hopefully this time it will work," I said as I looked over at my patient.
I loved my clinic because it was near a college, so I got strapping young men coming in for physicals all the time.
Most of them came because they heard about the busty blonde that felt on their cocks.
Sometimes, I spent more time looking at it if it was an ideal length and girth. Sometimes I would give them a slight tug job as I pretended to examine them. A few of them came right away, and others moaned a lot.
I could already tell by how his dick was throbbing and twitching he was going to burst.
"So, you think with all the relaxation and resting that Daniel will be able to put a baby in there," Tasha said as she prepped the table.
"I hope so, we have been having sex nonstop, and no baby yet," I said as I pretended not to be paying attention to the length of time, I had been stroking his cock.
It had been just over forty seconds, and I could already see the look in his eyes. He was going to burst.
"It's just so frustrating," I said as I ramped up the speed pretending to be mad at the situation and not his cock in my hand. "Wish he would just cum deep in me like many other men and seed me with a baby!"
There it was the poor guy nutted all over himself and the gown.
"Sorry," he stammered.
Tasha had already started cleaning him off.
She liked doing that trick just as much as I did.
The rest of the physical went well.
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"He's coming, back again," Daniel said as my head bobbed up and down in his lap.
Daniel always got road head whenever we were on long car rides. I always thought it was the least I could do as a co-pilot to keep him entertained. I had already made him cum twice, and a third was on the way.
It seemed a trucker had seen us and decided to follow us in case of another show.
I looked up in time to see the toothy grin of an older man driving a large truck. I smiled back at him as he gave me a thumbs up. I smiled and went back to the main attraction.
Daniel loved getting his dick sucked while he drove. It was the best part of the drive, he always said.
"Here it comes," Daniel said as I held his dick in my mouth.
'Right on time,' I thought.
My neck was feeling sore from sucking him off at this angle. Like always, I sucked him off until he was completely soft again. I never just let him cum and then stopped. I was an all or nothing girl.
We parked the large RV in a central location, next to some trees and a reasonable distance away from the main entrance. Some others were parked all over, and we decided to mingle around and see what was going on for the night.
At heart, we were social animals and liked to be around as many people as possible. Daniel loved to drink, while I liked to talk, and with my big I cup breasts, which I loved to show off in skimpy clothes or low-cut tops, I was always the center of attention.
It didn't take long for us to find a group of people that wanted to hang out and drink with us. So, after taking our bikes down to the restaurant and having a large dinner, we were ready to party.
That's when everyone introduced us to Douglas, a regular that came to the lake every weekend. He had the biggest RV out here; the thing looked like one of those RVs the famous people would use. Walking through it, we saw that it had everything beds, a bathroom, a large screen television, the works.
When he pressed a button, both sides expanded, and the real party started. Liquor, Beer and some other drugs got passed around, and I was beginning to feel great.
When I mentioned what my job was, the guys all had dick questions that I was happy to answer.
I loved talking about cocks, and I didn't mind when guys would send me dick pics or pull theirs out. But the most often questions did size matter and was it true about black guys.
And the truth was, for me, size was everything. I hated to admit it to the more petite guys, but I loved a big cock inside me, nothing less than seven inches. Luckily for Daniel, he was sporting a good eight inches with a decent girth, or he wouldn't have made the cut.
As for the old rumour.
"No," I said as I looked over at Douglas, a black male. "Not all black males have long thick big black cocks," I smiled. "The actual biggest and longest I have ever seen," I looked over at Daniel. "Belonged to a Mexican."
"Now you're just pulling our legs," David said he was one of the partygoers.
"No, swear you not, He had gone to do a physical and the doctor told him there was a rash under his ball sack, and he came into my clinic, shit you not, when that Mexican dropped his pants, I had to back up," I laughed. "It was huge!"
"Must have been a swelling or an infection or something," one of the men said.
"Oh, no," I shook my head while taking my turn on the puffing stick.
"This fucking cock was all him, believe me I tugged on that thing with both hands and probably could fit another two on it," I said as I exhaled.
"Well fuck me," Douglas laughed.
"The smallest?" one of the women asked.
"A white guy," I nodded to a chorus of boos. "Sorry, I am being blunt here, the thing was a micro penis, my pinky finger was bigger than it."
"Now she is fucking with us," another man said.
"Show them," Daniel said as he looked at me.
"Fine," I shrugged as I downed another beer.
I took out my phone and went into my gallery.
"You have dick pics on your phone?" one of the women said.
"And on her laptop," Daniel laughed.
"He collects boob pics, so if you got them, send them to him," I said as I scrolled through the categories.
"You don't mind her having them?" a guy asked.
"She comes home to this one," Daniel said, grabbing his crotch. "Who cares what the others are packing," he laughed.
"It's true, after all this weed and alcohol, he's getting very lucky tonight," I nodded as I found it. "There it is, that's the biggest," I said, smoking a cigarette.
"Holy fuck!" a woman said as the phone passed around.
"That's a big Mexican cock!" Hank said as it reached him. He was the caretaker of this place.
"Alright now the smallest," I said as I got my phone back. "There," I said as I found it.
"Aww," one of the ladies said as she saw it. "It's so small!"
"Fuck that," one of the guys said. "I would empty my bank account for an extension if I had that fucking cock."
"It will cost a lot, and penis surgeries are risky at best," I shook my head. "They have to…."
All the guys stopped me as I made a cutting motion. "No, don't do that," Douglas said.
The night went well, and Daniel got very lucky once we returned to our place. He fucked me hard against the window as promised for some of them to see.
I pressed my huge tits against the window as he fucked me from behind. After that, he fucked me in the ass and then my mouth. I was his slut and didn't mind going from ass to mouth and back again.
Daniel fucked me again in the morning. He had my legs spread wide and
used me to care for his morning wood. Of course, I was more than happy to oblige. I was his to use as he pleased. He was heading for the lake to go fishing with the guys.
"Whoa," Daniel said as I pinned him against the RV wall when he got back.
"Fuck me!" I said as I stripped his clothes off. I didn't care if he reeked of sweat and smelt like fish. I wanted his cock deep inside of me right now.
Daniel happily obliged as he fucked me doggy style on the floor. He loved this position because my big white ass thumped against him as he fucked me.
After a few minutes of calling me his slut, and many other names, he pushed deep inside me and dumped another load of baby batter.
"Douglas invited us over for dinner," Daniel said as he took his shower.
"I don't think I want to go over there again," I said as I looked at him.
The shower in our RV was small. It was just big enough for one person.
"Serious?" Daniel asked. "You had fun last night," Daniel said, shaking his head.
"It's the way he was looking at me," I said
"All the guys were looking at you, you had your tits out, they were barely staying in that shirt," Daniel said.
"Yeah, but," I said.
"Don't start this bullshit again," Daniel said as he got out of the shower.
"I'm sorry, it's just that…." I pleaded.
"You grew up in a small-town yada, fucking yada," Daniel said. "I am not asking you to go fuck the big mean black guy, or should I say the N word to make you feel at home?"
"I have never said that word!" I shouted back at him. "Just because you grew up in the city, you know what, let's go."
"Nope, don't want to go now, fuck it, since you don't want to go, you can go over there and tell him!"
I nodded my defeat and took a quick shower. Daniel was still pissed as he sat down to dinner.
"I'm sorry," I said as I tried to make up for it.
"Just go over there and have the decency to tell him," Daniel shook his head. "I know you will make up some bullshit lie, but at least you will be face to face."
"Fine," I said as I got up and walked over there.
It was dark, and Douglas's RV was parked further out than most others.
"Doug?" I asked as I knocked on the door.
There was no answer. I walked around it but only saw a light blue light flickering.
"Doug," I said as I grabbed a milk crate lying on the ground and stood on it. "Holy fuck!" I said as I stared at Douglas absolutely going to town on his cock. He was two, handing the biggest cock I had ever seen.
Even with both hands jacking the shit out of it, the monster snake-like cock was still fucking huge. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Who knew the tall black guy was sporting an easily twelve or more inch cock.
I had seen plenty of black cocks, and I always laughed at the porn comics or erotic stories that said a white female always fell in love at the sight of a black cock. I had seen tons and never once fell in love with any of them. Until now, that is, I couldn't look away.
Douglas was watching some big woman on the screen getting fucked by a black guy and was jacking his monster cock. When it happened, he looked over at me. I should have dropped to the floor and walked away, but like those comics, I was rooted to the spot.
Douglas just smiled as he looked at me. He continued jacking his cock while looking straight at me. I had never been turned on as much as I was at the moment. I was soaking my shorts.
"Nicole!" I heard Daniel's voice yell out.
"Fuck!" I said, dropping to the floor.
I quickly ran to the sound of his voice. I didn't want him to find me staring at another man. We had never cheated before. We always knew all about the other person.
"He wasn't there, I went looking for him but couldn't find him," I said as I reached Daniel.
"Probably went out," Daniel shrugged.
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"Are you sure?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah, it's like you said, I owe him an apology," I nodded.
"Okay, the rest of us are going to be at the lake," Daniel said as he and most of the camp walked down to the lake for the weekend firework show.
We had spent the rest of the weekend avoiding Douglas. But I knew I had to do the right thing and apologize for both avoiding him and for spying on him in a private time.
"You sure you don't want to turn around and go the other way?" Douglas asked as I approached.
I sighed and shook my head. "That was rude of me," I nodded.
"Which time?" Douglas asked as he stood up.
"Both," I nodded. "I just didn't know what to say."
"About me being black or that you spied on me?" Douglas asked.
'Man, he was putting me through the ringer,' I thought.
"Can we go inside?" I asked.
Douglas walked to the door and opened it. I spent most of the time apologizing. I tried not to give the white girl from a small town with the racist parent's speech, but it came out, and of course, he said he understood, but I felt like it was more of him letting me off the hook understanding.
"What about the other thing?" Douglas asked.
"I am sorry about that too," I nodded. "I should have walked away."
"Then why are you still staring?" Douglas asked.
'Fuck me!' I thought.
I had been staring at his crotch. That monster cock had been on my mind all weekend.
"Want to see it and add it to your collection?" Douglas asked as he stood up.
My mind was shouting no, but the words weren't coming out. "Yes," I said.
"You got to make it hard though, or it won't measure up to the others in your collection," Douglas said.
'Nicole, don't do it, this is cheating, Daniel doesn't know and hasn't approved it,' the voice in my head said.
"Of course," I nodded.
Douglas pulled out his cock and stood up. Even in its flaccid state, it was bigger than most I had encountered.
I wrapped my hands around it and started tugging. I had done this a thousand times. There was nothing wrong, as long as I didn't go further.
Of course, what I thought and what I did were two different things. I should have stopped once it got to its full length, which made my hands on it seem small.
What surprised me was what I did after it got hard. My mouth opened, and I started sucking on Douglas's big, fat, long cock. Its girth made me have to stretch my mouth wide to take it in, but once the head got inside my mouth, it was all over.
I was officially cheating on my husband for the first time. Sure, I had slept with other males and females, but he was there for every one of those times. He was down by the lake while I had a big black cock in my mouth.
"Knew it," Douglas boasted as he snatched my phone from the seat behind him. He took pictures of me sucking his cock with my phone. "For your collection and mine," he said as he grabbed the back of my head.
I shook my head no as he pushed his monster cock into my mouth and straight down my throat. I had never had a cock stretch my throat like this one. It felt like it was going to tear me apart.
Douglas fucked my throat hard and fast. His big hands gripped my head as he relentlessly pounded his cock into me.
"I can't," I said as he let me take a breath. "It's too big, it's too long, it's…."
"Shut up," Douglas said as he started face fucking me again.
My mouth said I couldn't, but my body language said, " fuck me, use me, treat me like a slut."
I don't know how long he fucked my mouth, but it was much longer than any man had fucked it, and when he was done, he was still hard. That's when he pulled down my shirt and ripped my bra to get at my big tits.
"You can't," I said as Douglas lifted me up, carried me into the bedroom and slammed me onto the bed.
"Hear that?" Douglas said.
I listened to the fireworks outside.
"Fireworks," I said.
"You're mine, for the next hour and a half, maybe two if they stay to drink," Douglas grinned. "And I am going to fuck every hole you have," he said as he pushed his dick between my tits.
I was both scared and excited, but I didn't make a single move to get away or did I tell him to stop. He fucked my tits hard and fast until he came all over my face.
"Get on top," Douglas ordered as he got hard again.
I simply nodded and climbed on top of his monster cock. Slowly I rode him slow but then sped up.
"Shit!" I said as I heard my phone ring. It was Daniel.
I got off him and ran for the other room. I got to the phone and answered.
"Where are you?" Daniel asked.
"I am at Douglas's," I said with Douglas right behind me. "We talked and sorted things out and now we are smoking," I lied.
I gritted my teeth as Douglas put his cock back inside me and bent me forward on the floor. I had another man's cock inside me while talking to my husband on the phone.
"Why don't you both come down?" Daniel asked. "The party is just starting."
"Douglas said, I mean Doug said…." I was trying to talk, but the cock inside me made me brain dead.
Douglas took the phone out of my hand. "Your wife is a good woman she apologized really well," Douglas said while fucking me. "It's too dark to go down the path right now without some lighting especially after how much we started smoking," he lied as he gripped my hair and pulled it back.
"Yes, the works have just started, you should ask my boy Shane to take you to the cove out on the other side of the lake," Douglas said as he picked up the pace. "You get a great view, and he has the best shine you ever tasted."
Douglas was making sure he had time to fuck me as much as possible.
"Ask the others, they have been out there, and tasted it, usually he doesn't let just anyone go out there, but I will call him and make sure he does. Okay here she is," Douglas said as he handed me the phone.
"Hey, you good?" Daniel asked me.
"Yes, definitely yes," I said as Douglas fucked me hard.
"You mind, if we go, if you want me to come back I will," Daniel said.
"No, definitely, go, have. you go and have fun," I said as I tried to talk to him without stammering. "Bring me back some of that, shine, I will be heading back to our place very soon."
"Okay, love you," Daniel said.
"Love you too," I said. I hung up quickly.
"Your mine for the night," Douglas laughed as he fucked me. "After I cum inside you, I am going to call my boy Shane and he will take them out to the cove and on the way back he will have engine trouble, they will have to dock on the other side of the lake and have to try and get a taxi or uber back." Douglas laughed.
Douglas was true to his word. After he came inside me, he called his friend and told him what to do. While I was riding him for the second time, Daniel called me and told me they had trouble and would be late coming back.
I was pleased to hear it. I wanted to be fucked more, and Douglas stepped up to the plate. He was also true to his word of fucking every hole more than once. When he put that monster cock of his in my ass, I saw stars for a few moments, it took some getting used to, but after a few, I was on cloud nine.
I gingerly and slowly walked back to our RV in tattered clothes when it was all over. I cleaned up in the shower and waited outside. It was early morning before the taxi pulled up.
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The weekend was a vague memory after a week of being back home. I went about my usual thing when the doctor's office confirmed it.
I was pregnant. I was so happy to hear it that I rushed over to tell Daniel in person.
It wasn't until I had left his practice and was heading home. When it finally hit me, I didn't know who got me pregnant, Daniel or Douglas.
"Shit!" I yelled as I parked at my house.
***Author's Note: This story, as well as many others of my stories, are on my other pages, the links to which can be found*** [***here***](https://www.reddit.com/user/Shadowforce2/comments/w4aumo/self_promo_time/)
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19 [F] I lost my virginity to my best friends step dad
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When I was freshly 18 and freshman in college I began utilizing dating apps to fulfill my desires of being with an older man. I quickly met J, 38, and began frequently hooking up with him. He took my virginity, and I was exposed to so much with him. Like cnc, impact play, breath play, and orgasm control. He even trained me in ignoring my gag reflex and how to give a great blow job.
My time seeing him was fun and some of the best sex I’ve ever had. I loved how he manhandled my body and treated me like a slut. I was so sad when we fell out of contact when I went home for winter break.
I spent the spring semester having unfulfilling sex with guys from my school, until meeting my current boyfriend T, 30. Sex began to be fun again and not such a chore. Despite this, I still occasionally found myself thinking about J, but never reached out.
Lucky for me, we would meet again. Two months ago I met my best friends family, her mother and her mothers new husband. I immediately recognized him as J. It was clear he recognized and remembered me too. But we both pretended to be strangers. Throughout dinner I couldn’t help but think about my previous experiences with J, and found myself getting jealous of my best friends mom despite the fact that my boyfriend was waiting for me at home.
I repressed my thoughts the best I could, and ignored him. But that night after returning home, I received a text from J. The first in over a year. In the text he requested that I never bring up our time together to my friend, and especially not to his new wife. I agreed to this.
However I couldn’t help myself and sent him a text about how i had missed him , and how much I enjoyed our time together. This sparked his interest, and two weeks later we met up again.
The first time I slept with him in over a year was absolutely euphoric. I missed getting used by him. He used my body in ways my bf couldn’t, and pleased me in ways other men had failed to. I had my first orgasm in over three weeks and couldn’t be happier.
We have continued seeing each other a couple times a week since then. I don’t think anyone suspects anything but I’ve been loving the risk associated with it. So happy he’s using my body again.
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[21F] My first successful ride
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So the other day my bf and I were laying in bed talking.
We bought him a cock ring (which he said was amazing btw). And we were just talking about random stuff including sex.
We assumed we weren’t going to do anything because we were at my grandmas house and I’m not allowed to shut my door all the way.
Not to mention my other family member was staying with us so we just were talking about it.
But eventually we started kissing a lot. Our lips were moving against each others so nicely. It was amazing.
I got on top of him (all clothes still on) and we continued making out. It was slow, loving, passionate, and wet.
We were beginning to grind on each other but both agreeing we probably shouldn’t do much more then just this.
But we both had massive wet spots on our underwear and I whispered in his ear how I really want daddy to fuck me.
He took his underwear off and took mine off and placed me back on top of him. He slid right in.
I was nervous because the previous times we tried me riding it didn’t work. I don’t know what it was but it definitely worked.
Once we got into a rhythm I took control. We were kissing and I was sucking on his neck.
As he was came i through my hand around his neck and his eyes rolled back. Seeing him like that mixed with the way I was fucking him. My clit was tingly and I sped up.
He continued to pant and try to moan quietly. I came all over. We were both shuttering.
It was fantastic. I definitely hope we get to do more of that.
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Alt Girl [30sff] [fantasy] [girl/girl]
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She had a plaid skirt and a sleeveless top. With her purple hair and tattooed sleeve she captivated me the moment I saw her. I have always had a thing for guys in a band but this is was the first time a badass rocker chick stole my attention. The band was awesome and the crowd was watching the lead singer kill it. My eyes, however, were fixated on the guitarist. Her tattooed arms were perfect. Not too muscular but sculpted. She never once smiled and had a serious look the entire time. I could see her cheek bones and it made me want her even more. I watched her rock out and my mind started to wander.
After the show I was standing in the hallway as the band walked by. She glanced at me and gave me a smile. My heart fluttered and a wave of heat came over me as I felt my face blush. Later we managed to be in the bathroom alone. She pushed me against the wall. Her index finger tracing the outline of my lip while her thumb caressed my chin. I closed my eyes as she placed her hand on my neck and kissed me deep. Her lips were soft and her kisses had just the right amount of tongue. I could feel myself getting wet as she put her hand around my waist to bring me closer. Her breasts were pressed against mine. She took her hand and ran it down the side of my body feeling every inch of my exposed skin. She guided me over to the sink and helped me up. My legs were spread and her hands were on my knees. She gave me a big smile before she knelt down. I was so glad I had worn a mini skirt that day. She kissed my inner thigh and I felt her hand move up my skirt. She let out a slight moan when she realized I was already soaking wet. Standing back up she brushed her fingers against my pussy. The juices were dripping off her fingers as she put them in my mouth. I love how sweet I taste. I looked at her with “come fuck me” eyes as I took her two fingers in my mouth. Back down I felt her lips once again but this time she was kissing just below my clit. The tease was driving me wild. She took her tongue and
Someone bumped into me from behind and I quickly snapped back to reality. I was still standing in the crowd. My heart was beating fast and I felt a little bubble pop against my pussy. Did that really happen? Did this girl really just get me that excited? The band ends their set and exits the stage. Perfect time to get another drink and use the bathroom. In the stall, I dropped my pants and I noticed not only were my panties super wet but I had little white pieces stuck to my jeans. I was confused and though it must be paper. It didn’t register that it was cum until I decided to taste it. A smirk came across my face and I couldn’t wait to get home to finish this fantasy with a toy. I had never desired a woman like that before. I have been turned on by women with big bouncy tits but nothing like this. I guess I have a new alt girl kink
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When I was 19F, i recently start to know someone, a skinny 27M, not very cute but funny and good at parties, with who I get drunk until I forget even my name.
There was a hot night of summer, we went to a pub party to keep knowing each other, the sexual tension was obvious, so with the help of the drinks, the conversation began to turn on and he start to caress my legs, and time by time, he was very close of my crotch.
We keep drinking and kissing each other, I was totally turned on so a crazy idea blows my mind, What if I invited him to the ladies restroom and we continued our business there? I waited for the perfect moment to propose my idea, but he interrupted my thoughts saying: “I’ve drinking too much and I need go to the restroom. I’m not sure if I can do this for my own. Can you go with me?” I wasn´t sure if he stole my plan or definitely, he was too drunk for go by his own, anyway I went with him.
In the door of men restroom, he noticed that nobody was in there, so look at me almost taking me out of clothes with his eyes, so saying no words we both enter at the first cubicle in the raw. Without thinking, I got on my knees and dropped his pants, he was hard already so with no doubt I started to lick and suck his cock. I looked at him how he can’t believe it and I do it harder, deeper and intense. I was getting wet too, so I stood up, kiss him and turned around, he quickly put my skirt up, I take out my thong and he put the tip of his throbbing cock in my sweet and juicy pussy.
In seconds, we were fucking so hard that we totally forgot where we were until a person start to knocking the cubicle’s door. I never know if he was ready in that moment or the adrenaline made him cum, but when the door was opened by a guard, my pussy was filled by him. We try to quickly put our clothes on, but I couldn’t found my panties in the rush, so we just run away from the pub. In the street we were still excited and full of adrenaline, so more things start to happen… but is another story that I hope to tell you later.
I have to clarify that English is not my native language, but I’m doing my best for u guys enjoy❤️
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[B/s] I (25M) comforted my little sister (19F) after some college drama, and now I don't know what to do (Update 2)
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I said it in my last update, but I'll say it again. Thank you everyone for all your advice. I really appreciated it and it helped me figure out what I needed to do moving forward.
That being said, based on what happened that night and the following nights after, it was apparent to me that Leah genuinely wanted me, at least in a sexual way. Now, at this point in time, I'm still not entirely sure I understand what my own feelings are for her. However, if I had to hazard my best guess, it would be that I obviously reciprocate her feelings of sexual attraction, but that I also think I may actually have romantic feelings for her as well.
As I mentioned in my first post, she was exactly my type both physically and personality-wise. And lately, I'm also realizing that her sexual appetite is very compatible with my own, as well as something I've been enjoying *extremely.* I feel like she's been enjoying the whole depravity of this taboo situation just as much as I have been, only I'm not one to let us get carried away with it without thinking about all the consequences.
Despite all that, I've never had a person want me this badly... I can tell that she can never wait to be alone with me, and if I'm being totally honest with myself, I can't either. The way she holds me and grabs my hair is just the icing on the cake. After what happened Tuesday night, I just keep getting this sense that she's just been waiting for me to give her the green light, and she would do whatever I wanted her to... She smiles at me and brushes her hair back behind her ears every time we see each other around the house. And she makes it her mission to tease me every chance she gets, flashing her panties at me whenever she knows I'm staring at her, looking at me and biting her lip as if to say "Have you made up your mind yet? Because I have a treat for you when you do..."
Fuck me.
But alas, everything I mentioned was clearly just in the sexual category. I still had no means of knowing how she felt about me romantically, nor *why* she felt the way she did.
So after giving it some thought, I finally confronted her about it. I needed to know if what we were doing was really worth pursuing, or if this was all just a fleeting moment for both of us.
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It was Wednesday night when I set out to talk to her. Maybe around 9 P.M. when everyone was just dicking around in their own rooms. Our mom was a bit on the older side, so she was probably just starting to fall asleep. When I left my room, all the lights in the house were already turned off aside from one of the night lights in the hallway so that we didn't trip over ourselves in case we needed to make a midnight run to the bathroom.
I was wearing a loose pair of pajamas along with a throwaway t-shirt as I tiptoed in the hallway to take the few fateful steps towards my little sister's room. I know it's cheesy, but just this short journey felt so wrong and so good at the same time. Especially when I could see the light from her room leaking through the bottom crack in her doorway, as if paradise were hiding behind that slab of wood and all I would need to do was turn the knob. The thought that Leah was waiting for me all night got me partially excited. That I was literally sneaking behind our mother's back to see my sister, and potentially join her in bed if things go just right...
*No. Bad. Stop it. No sex.*
I get to her door and knock once. Before I can even whisper/call-out her name, she turns the knob and peaks out at me, smiling briefly through the crack in the door before letting me in. I laughed quietly through my nostrils as I slipped inside my sister's room with her closing the door behind me.
"That was quick. I wasn't that loud, was I?"
"No, not really," she said, almost in a giggling way. "I've just been waiting for you all night. What took you so long?"
"Oh shush. Mom probably *just* fell asleep. I came as fast as I could," I said, trying to hide my reddening cheeks from her to no avail.
"Hehe, I'm glad you did," she spoke softly all of a sudden, then grabbed my hand and led me to her bed where I sat beside her. She was wearing a thin, almost see-through white shirt without a bra on. Her nipples were already hard enough that I could see them poking through her clothing. She also had black shorts on along with a pair of long, comfy-looking pink socks. She never sleeps without something covering her feet, and this pair in particular covered most of her calves. Before she spoke again, she nudged up closer towards me, her chest innocently rubbing against my arm. "So what did you decide on...?"
*Almighty Reddit, please help me stay strong throughout this conversation.*
I shifted away just slightly, sighing to myself, much to her disappointment.
"Honestly, Leah, I've racking my brain back and forth trying to think of the best way to talk about this. But I think the only thing I can really do is just be honest with you and lay everything out there. So, here goes nothing."
I sat there in silence for just a moment, looking away so I can gather all my thoughts together. Leah was staring intently at me the entire time, waiting for me to speak, and when I was ready, I turned back towards her, along with the rest of my body, my hand reaching out for and holding hers as I spoke.
"Leah, I really, *really* love you. I've loved you my entire life, and I've done nothing but care and worry about you. And the problem is... is I *thought* I only loved you as a brother. I genuinely believed that for the longest time. Until Sunday happened. Until you looked at me and you wanted me to be more than just your brother. When that happened... I had to reevaluate everything I felt about you. And my answer right now is, I honestly don't know how I feel. I still love you, but now I think I might love you as more than just my little sister. All I know is that what I'm feeling is stronger than how I've felt for anyone else."
As I was speaking, her lips were quivering slightly, and her eyes were starting to look watery. I was absolutely mortified by this because I had no idea whether or not these were good, happy tears, or tears of guilt. Guilt for leading her own brother on when he clearly had feelings for her beyond physical intimacy. Regardless, I continued, wiping her tears away getting even closer to her.
"And Leah... It's because I feel this way that I need to know how you feel too. When you say you like me, when you say you *love* me... what do you really mean by that?"
I gulped and stayed quiet for a second before continuing, knowing this next part was going to be difficult to say out loud.
"Leah, I know you've gone through a lot recently, and I know you were really hurt when it turned out the guy you liked only wanted to hook up with you. But is it *possible* that you don't really love me in the same way I might love you? That you only-"
"-that I only want you for sex? Is that what you were going to say?"
I stammered for a second, wanting to challenge her, before pouting and nodding my head.
"I mean... yea, pretty much. And another thing I was worried about was that maybe you only wanted to do those things with me because you feel safe around me. And not because you actually want to be with me."
Tears started flowing from her eyes, but she started smiling and laughing at the same time. I'll be honest, I was really fucking confused by this. Not at all what my internal dialogue simulation had prepared me for.
"Leah, what's wrong? Why are you crying? And what's so funny? I really don't get it," I said, nervously chuckling through my tremored words as I'd done nothing but spill my heart out to her.
"Shane, are you listening yourself right now? Here I am throwing myself at you night after night, and what do you do? You sit me down and you worry about me, and you tell me you love me, and you tell me you want what's best for me. Don't you get it? *That's* why I love you! It has nothing to do with that guy in college. I've always loved you for how you treated me and how you cared about me. I just thought that you'd never see me as more than just your little sister, so I never did anything about it. But when I realized you actually saw me as an attractive woman that day... I don't know, something just lit up inside me, and I thought it could finally happen. And I was so glad when it did."
I was stunned. I just sat there and listened to her, and when I couldn't response, she hit me with even more heavy blows.
"You wanna know why I'm crying? Because now I know *you* didn't just want *me* for sex. That you love me too... But honestly, Shane. I think I already knew that. Still, I'm happy to hear you say it out loud..."
My mouth hung open, and I embraced her, holding her tightly to my chest. *What am I a fucking idiot? Why would I ever think she wasn't going through the same internal struggle as I was?*
"I'm so sorry, Leah... I had no idea what you were going through..."
"It's okay. I'm just happy you're here," she said, wiping away her tears and holding me back.
"So you *really* do love me? And you *really* do want to be with me? Because if that's true... Fuck, it's going to be really hard. You know that, right?"
She laughed a little, the kind of laughter that told me she was thinking the exact same thing just then.
"Yea, I know," she said softly, looking up at me as if it still didn't matter. "But I really do love you. And I really do want to be with you. Is that okay?"
I scoffed, a smile forcing itself onto my lips. *As if I could say no to her adorable puppy eyes.* I then sighed and kissed her lovingly on her lips, which she happily accepted.
"Of course. We'll make it work. Somehow."
"Good..." she said, suddenly straddling my lap as her bed creaked underneath, her arms wrapping themselves around my neck as she brought my face towards her chest. "I guess this means I don't have to hold back anymore, right?"
"Jesus Christ, you were holding back?" I said, both of us erupting in hushed laughter as we started to make out in her room, my hands helping themselves to my little sister's soft hips while she played with my hair. I could feel her body warming up on top of me when I stopped her. "It's still a little early. Let's wait till mom falls asleep okay?"
She pouted and teasingly glared at me before reluctantly agreeing. "Okay, fine. Come back at 11 then, she'll definitely be knocked out by then. Promise?"
"Promise," I said, kissing her once more as we looked into each other's eyes, finding happiness. "I love you, Leah."
"I love you too, Shane."
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11 P.M. hits. To be honest, I've been counting the minutes since 10:30, and every minute that passes, the more the reality sinks in that tonight is the night that things will finally go further between Leah and I. I'm both nervous and ecstatic, now that I've fully realized how Leah feels about me. The guilt that's been hanging behind me can finally be stripped away knowing that she wants me just as badly as I want her, both on a physical level as well as a romantic one.
I sneak out into the hallway from my bedroom, the only sounds being the slight electric whirring of the night light, along with the calming sound of air flowing throughout the house. This time, however, I only see a dim light emanating from my little sister's room. It seems like she just has her bedside lamp on, if I had to take a guess. My heart starts pounding, realizing she must have been waiting for me this entire time, just as I was waiting for 11 P.M. to strike.
I knock quietly on the door, and all I hear is a whimper.
"Shane?"
"Yea, it's me."
"Open the door..."
I swallow my breath silently and turn the knob. I open the door to find my sister neatly gift-wrapped in a pair of red lingerie, dangerously contrasting the cute, yellow flower-petaled blanket she laid on top of. She was biting her lip seductively, propping herself up with her elbows, her tits almost visible through the ribbons of her see-through bra as I stepped inside. This was my little sister. Correction. This was my sweet, cute, seductive little nymph of a sister, and I was absolutely ready to ruin her...
"Lock it," she demanded.
As I did, I went on top of the bed and started crawling towards her, my hands immediately violating her bare legs, feeling them up as she gasped and sighed from my touches.
"Miss me?" she asked.
"You have no idea..."
She smiled and bit her lip again. "Prove it."
I smiled back, immediately shifting gears as I pulled her body towards me and spread her legs apart, placing my body between them.
"Mnh-!" she gasped, her elbows collapsing as her body complied to my aggression, purposefully weakening her legs so I could move them whichever way I wanted. The view from here was immaculate; the red lingerie panties she wore were so thin and completely transparent that I could see the entire line of her pussy hiding beneath them, as well as a glimpse of where her tiny asshole was from the darkened skin that surrounded it.
She could tell I was staring and spread her legs out a little more so I could see even more of her. As she did, I decided to tease her with kisses, starting from her knees, then gradually getting closer and closer towards her womanhood. Once she felt my hot breath glancing against the side of her pussy, she started moaning and caressing her own breasts. I moaned with her with each kiss, my hands eventually sliding underneath her body, holding her in place by grabbing her ass cheeks as her legs shivered from my touches.
"Did you wear this just for me, baby?" I asked, licking just outside the edge of her panties, teasing her pussy as I threaten to slip my entire tongue underneath the fabric.
"Mmm... Yes, Daddy... Do you like it?" she moaned, running her fingers through my hair again as I continued to lick her.
"I love it... but it's in the way..." I said, pulling them fully to the side to expose her nude pussy as I immediately started to lick her clit, shoving my entire tongue against her wet slit as my hands moved towards her thighs, grabbing them hard, spreading them apart.
The moans she made as I ate her out sounded like they came from both an angel and a succubus. I'd never heard her make these kinds of sounds before in my life, and it felt so good knowing that I was that one making her moan like that. Every time my tongue flicked against her vulnerable clit, she moaned as if she was one step closer to ecstasy, to cumming all over her brother's naughty lips. Hearing her like that only increased my enthusiasm, and I started kissing and sucking on her clit, all while my tongue rubbed feverishly against it, wanting her to fill my mouth with her sweet juices. I was entranced at this point. I couldn't believe I was eating out my little sister. I couldn't believe the way she was quivering and moaning was all for me. Suddenly, a surge of heat and wetness graced my lips. Her body quaked wildly as I started to taste more and more of her liquids leaking out of her naughty pussy. I started to lick her more and more until...
"Mm, Shane... S-Stop! Stop. I don't want to cum yet..." she begged, her legs shaking as I pulled away obediently. She then pulled me down onto the bed and wrangled my pants off of me, my cock practically bouncing out of them as she tossed them to the side. Her eyes lit up once she saw how hard and big I was for her, and she wasted no time as she almost immediately leaned forward and took me into her mouth, moaning as she sucked on it, as if she'd been starving for it all night long.
My entire body felt fuzzy and hot. Not only did I get to eat out my little sister, but now she was sucking my dick. The way her tongue curled up and down against the sensitive parts of my shaft... I lost my mind knowing that it was Leah's tongue that was doing that. My own little sister. It got me so hot and excited that my cock started throbbing in her mouth. Every time it did, she would let out a little moan, as if to let me know that it didn't matter how much I throbbed, that she would keep sucking on me and making me feel good.
"Ahh... Leah... Mm-!" I couldn't help but moan her name, and as she bobbed her head up and down on my cock, milking me for all my cum, it only made me moan her name out more. I think she enjoyed that, because every time I did, she would try and pick up the pace, going faster and harder while massaging my meat with her tongue.
"Mmf-! Baby, I can't... You're gonna make me cum..."
Just as I said that, she stopped sucking on me, looked up at me and smiled while grabbing my stiff dick in her small hands.
"Nuh-uh... You can't cum yet."
She then started undoing her bra in front of me, giving me the long-awaited view of her breasts that I missed out on the night before. As she did, she gestured for me to take off my shirt while I happily (and swiftly) did. The only thing left across the two of us were her panties, so she stood up and dropped them down towards her ankles, kicking them away as she straddled my completely naked body with her own, her wet pussy kissing my ballsack as we looked at each other longingly.
"Hey... Are you sure, Leah?" I said softly, my hands planted onto her hips as she grinded softly against my hard cock. She smiled as if my question itself was the answer, and she guided my hands towards her breasts, nodding as she slowly adjusted herself until the tip of my cock met her sweet, wet entrance. "W-wait, Lea-"
She put her finger on my lips and leaned down to kiss me softly. "It's okay, Shane. I'm on the pill. Now stop worrying and enjoy this..."
As soon as she stopped speaking, she leaned back into me. I breathed heavily and moaned at the same time as she fit herself onto my cock, her hips shifting back and forth, each motion determined to shoving my cock deeper and deeper inside her. She closed her eyes as an overwhelming wave of heat engulfed my member, sucking me in to a world of pleasure that I'd never known before. She was so fucking tight that I could feel my dick struggling to break her in, but she was also so wet that it felt amazing doing so. After a couple winces of what seemed to be pleasure mixed with pain, her moans started to turn to pure rapture as her hips gradually moved wilder and wilder on top of me.
I was struggling to hold in all this pleasure. I still couldn't get it out of my head that I was actually fucking my own little sister. That I was actually inside of her, making a mess of her insides with my perverted cock, and that she was enjoying it just as much as I was. My legs started to flex as I tried my best to contain myself, but she was using my cock like such a wild animal that I was finding it difficult to do so. I started fondling and groping her breasts, toying with her already-hardened nipples as she grinding her body on mine, my rod flailing around inside her, pulling at her wet, hot inner walls as they somehow managed to get hotter and wetter while I was inside her.
I felt a tingling sensation on my ballsack, and after a few moments, I realized what it was. She was dripping wet, enough that her juices were starting to run down my cock, down my ballsack, and onto her innocent-looking bed sheets. I was losing my mind, and I could tell she was too.
"Oh, Shane... Shane...! Shane, you're gonna make me cum... You're gonna make me..!" she moaned.
Our bodies were now in perfect sync. As soon as those words left her cute, adorable lips, I stiffened my muscles, my hands still massaging and fingering at her nipples, doing everything in my power to make my little sister feel good in that moment. Pleasure was building up in my body too, and every time she grinded against me, I felt like I might just lose control and explode inside of her. Luckily for me, she started to climax. Her fingernails dug into my shoulder blades and she put all her weight onto my cock, causing it to slide as deeply as it could inside of her. Her moans turned to fast pants, which turned into wincing and whimpering, until finally.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumm-Mmmm!!!!" The inside of her pussy turned hot, and I could feel her cum quietly flowing as if a dam had broken inside of her. All of a sudden, her hot liquids were everywhere, on my cock and on the bedsheets beneath us, staining them with love marks as her body shivered in pleasure.
As she came, she kept on riding me, and it only took a few strokes in between for me to explode. I squeezed her tits lustfully as I came, my legs stiffening underneath her, the warm juices from her body pushing me over the edge in terms of pleasure as my cock throbbed inside her, letting out jet after jet of cum. As soon as she felt me unloading into her pussy, she fell onto me and held me tight, whimpering every time my cock twitched inside her.
We both laid there, our bodies still connected as my lower body slowly adjusted to the new temperature of her orgasm. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her just as tightly as she held me. She was the first to speak.
"I love you so much, Shane..."
"I love you too, Leah."
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So, yea. It finally happened. We fucked, and it was amazing. Better than I could have ever imagined.
I also woke up with my cock feeling so fucking sore the next morning, but god dammit, I would do it again. (and I will)
And just as importantly, I feel like I found out her true feelings for me.
I'm really happy right now, and I know that things aren't going to be easy, but I'm willing to navigate through those obstacles with her as long as she's willing to as well.
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I [F]37 am 4 months pregnant carrying the baby of a 19[M] college student that was a virgin before we met
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Back in September, I had been looking for a younger baby daddy to knock me up so I could have my second child. This guy messaged me that was 19 and in college in Manhattan, but originally from Georgia. He was 6’1” skinny and fit/muscular, light skinned half African American half Korean. He messaged me that not only was he a virgin but he was willing to father a child with me.
We first met up back in September and I took his virginity at my house by riding his 7 inch BBC on my sofa one Saturday morning. I let him cum inside as he couldn’t really control it being his first time plus I was trying to get pregnant off his seed.
Naturally the first time we fucked was not successful in conceiving but we kept trying, we fucked on about a dozen different occasions until finally I tested positive for being pregnant back in December.
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[s/B] I masturbated to my brother's Instagram and I'm so confused
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Hi! I'm Lucia, and I'm 19 years old. My brother is 26.
I'm here because I need some advice, or maybe just some consolation.
I live with my mother. My brother lost his job some time ago, and he has been struggling to find a new one, so he has lived with us for a couple of months now. I'm really happy to have him around. He's always been very important to me. I grew up without a father, and my mother used to work late shifts most of my childhood, so he would often take care of me. I owe much of my taste in music, video games, and movies to him. He's a very stereotypical macho guy, a total gym freak whose looks don't exactly scream "welcoming", but he's genuinely a nice guy who stands up for others. I love him a lot.
So that's why I'm a little bewildered. Yesterday I was baking a cake, and my phone that I was using for the recipe ran out of battery. My brother's laptop was on the table right nearby, so I decided to quickly borrow it. His Chrome browser was in incognito mode with a bunch of tabs open. Most of them were Pornhub. It wasn't at all my intention to snoop, I promise, but it was hard not to read the titles. They were all incest-related. I know that it has been a popular "genre" of porn for a while and that it shouldn't really come as a surprise for a guy like him, but it was striking how almost all of them seemed to be about sibling relations. The search bar even said something like "sister fun". I put the laptop quickly away, left everything as it was, and I was honestly pretty shocked.
I've always had kind of weird tastes in porn myself. I've read a lot of dubious fanfics in my time, and I'm not a stranger to slightly taboo fantasies. I've just never explored any of the faux-incest stuff. But later when I was in bed I just felt like I had to check it out. I found myself enjoying it quite a lot. I ended up masturbating way longer than I usually do. I'm ashamed, but my thoughts couldn't stop swirling back to what I'd seen on my brother's computer. Like, was it just a theoretical fantasy for him? Had I ever crossed his mind in relation to those fantasies? I'm a very shy person and I don't consider myself especially attractive. No one has ever (to my knowledge) wanted me sexually, and I've never had a boyfriend.
I genuinely swear I've never thought about him like that before. I just... got carried away. His Instagram is filled with training videos. I've always loved muscular guys very much. I couldn't resist scrolling a little bit, take a much closer look than I ever have. There was something sentimental about it, I was weirdly filled with a lot of love for him. Then I reached one video he's in his boxer posing with some of his friends, and you could very clearly see the shape of.... Yeah. I came to that video, and for a second it felt amazing. But I was filled with so instant regret and a ton of confusion.
Please tell me this is somewhat normal and I'm not just insane. I thought all of this was just an abstract fantasy, and not something people actually feel towards their own family members. Watching my usual porn this morning did not feel as satisfying compared to what I watched last night. The regret has waned a little, but the confusion is even stronger. Please help a lost soul with some kind words!
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[M/s] My Son the Kisser (update 2) Wet Spot
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Hello! I’m back with an update! I didn’t expect to update so soon. I was going to wait but I had a little incident which was so hot. Thank you for the responses and the advice. I have met so many supportive people here. I would appreciate that those asking would please stop requesting nudes. I’m not looking to give away or sell any. I used to do some sex work and I don’t want to go back to it nor need the money. Do please keep sending support though. It helps cure my anxieties about this. I do apologize as well for the length of the post. I didn’t mean to write a long post when I started but it ended up this way. If it’s too unbearable, tell me and I’ll shorten it next time. I also included a little dialogue and if you dislike it, please tell me and I’ll not include it later on.
Had a really pleasant surprise the night before last. My daughter came home from college to stay for a little while. She and my eldest son live in a family-owned apartment downtown and they (my daughter more than my son) come home to stay whenever. I never mind them coming unannounced. They are welcome to come and go as they please. We all had a really great evening together and I was so happy to catch up with my daughter.
Yesterday was very quiet. My son snuck out in the morning for school and my daughter slept in and was only up a little while before my dad came by to take her out for the afternoon, leaving me to do some work. I was able to handle a few things and clean up the house before I went out for a jog in the evening on the trail around the property. I have neglected exercise since this all started with my son and it felt like I was stepping into some normalcy. I walked the last stretch and noticed my daughter had come home as I came up to the house. I showered and changed into a t-shirt and some shorts. My daughter and I planned to go out later that night but I wasn’t ready to get dressed up yet. I guess it’s important to note I chose not to wear any underwear, top or bottom, since I was going to put on something nice later and did not expect company before we left. Truly, no more thought than that went into it but it came up later in a big way.
I was in the middle of making a few snacks to eat before we left when my son made an unexpected return from school. He’d told me he was going to his friend’s straight after but came home instead. He was a smile from head to toe and asked how my day was. I said it was really good and was about to ask him about his when he came close to me, his eyes meandering to my chest, I guess noticing my lack of bra, and he asked where his sister was. I said she was in her room and in a quick motion, he wrapped an arm around the small of my back and pulled me into him before planting a long kiss on my lips. We neither of us played too much but it sent a giggle through my body and so many signals to my nether region before he pulled his head back, though his hand held me against his body and moved closer to my waistline. I smiled and asked “and how was your day” asking more about the kiss than his day with my tone and he said “really good” with a stupid grin and leaned forward to kiss me again but I stopped him, placing my hand on his chest.
“Baby. We need to have a talk later, ok?” I felt like he needed to have at least a little pause, since the kissing is becoming normalized. He shook his head in a slightly dejected manner and said “yes ma’am” and for the first time, I grabbed his face and kissed him before turning my side to him, planting a slight tap on his butt.
“Now, we need to get ready to go” I ordered and he ran upstairs with a little skip in his step and I finished making a snack for me and my daughter, who appeared pretty soon after. We talked about our day and I asked her where she wanted to go. She’s recently 21 so drinking in bars is really exciting for her right now. We laid out our plans and were munching between sentences when she said “um, mom?” and I noticed just about in sync with her pointing her hand down that her eyes were looking between my legs and I looked down to see a prominent wet spot on my shorts. I know I should probably have felt bashful for the wet spot but I broke out laughing and placed my hand over myself. My daughter is a treat and laughed it off with me and I told her, bouncing my eyebrows as I did, I’d better change and ran upstairs.
I tiptoed down the hall, hoping to avoid any incident with my son and was a few steps from my room when my son poked his head out of his doorway. “Mom. Can I take your car tonight?” I looked back to see him walking towards me and tried to keep my body side-face to him but that became impractical when he was close to me and just as I turned to answer him, his eyes immediately fell on the mark between my legs. His eyes darted back up to mine in a second and I could almost feel his struggle to keep his eyes where they should be and, for some reason, I began to struggle to let the interaction end then. It should have been a quick “yes” but the thought that he’d excited me that much was altering my judgement and standing as close as we were, I almost felt pulled to him to the point that as little as twitch would set me off.
I finally opened my mouth to answer and the momentum was irreversible. I stepped right up to him and said it would be fine and as nearly as the words left my mouth, the small distance that kept the magnetism from pulling us together gave way and our lips rushed towards each other. Our faces turned and in sync and I felt his hands wrap around me lower than previously and find the top of ass. I reacted instinctually and grabbed his face and ran my hand through his hair and it is a miracle my daughter didn’t hear the loud smacking our lips were making.
Whatever talk we needed to have will have to happen soon but when I felt his tongue dart into my mouth I gave in and for at least a minute, our tongues fought in the hallway and my crotch went from damp to wet. I don’t know who taught him, but my son can kiss. Also, if it’s not clear yet, I love kissing and apparently, so does my son. We might have stayed there till we were caught but when I felt his fingertips slip into the back of my waistline and coax my pelvis into his, feeling his tent poke my stomach, my mind woke up and I pulled back. I needed a few seconds and a few blinks before I could look him in the face and said robotically “we need to go.” He shook his head and nothing else was said as we retreated to our rooms. I don’t know what he did when he had closed his door but within seconds of being behind mine, I placed my hand in-between my legs and finished what we’d started downstairs.
My daughter and I had a lovely night out.
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An edging fantasy fulfilled [40F] [edging]
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I woke up this morning to wet panties. I slid my fingers inside and work on bringing myself to the edge as I reminisced on yesterday. I had edged off and on all week. I was desperate and needy. My fantasy of a group of men on snap keeping me on the edge until my husband got home from work would be fulfilled. I gave them a list of actions and toys to choose how to edge me. I would send pics and videos along the way. I was a little nervous at first but my horniness took over. I was wet just from the anticipation of it.
They told me to slowly run my hands up and down my thighs. They made me expose and massage my breasts. Pinch, twist, and tease my nipples. They told me to insert my buttplug and put a vibrator against it. This had me squirming on the bed. By this point I was desperate to cum. They told me to fill both holes and ride my dildo. It was close to the real thing but not quite and just left me wanting a real cock. My pussy was throbbing. One of them said “Now pull it out and finger yourself. I want you to go in deep and show us how wet you are. I wanna see your fingers soaked.” I squirted all over my hand. It felt so good to have a little relief. I was so turned on.
I had a vibrator that I had been fantasizing about how it would feel in my ass. I put it in and swear I almost came just from feeling so full. I showed the group and they told me to add my vibrator with a clit sucker as well. This almost pushed me over the edge. I was a squirming mess and desperately wanted to cum. I started pinching and twisting my nipples. They told me to sit up facing the camera and ride my vibrators. The clit sucker had the perfect angle and the bouncing forced the butt vibrator to go a little deeper. I teased my nipples and bounced hard. I almost fell over the edge. The dirty talk and putting on a show was such a turn on. I fucking loved it and thinking about it now makes my pussy throb. 10/10 recommend
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Unexpected pleasure [MF]
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So me (M34) and two friends (a couple) are on holiday to visit another friend’s wedding
We basically have nothing to do until evening when the wedding starts so we decide we want to relax and go for a massage
We find a highly rated massage parlor nearby, we pick out our specific massages and go our separate ways into the massage rooms. An hour passes and I see them again. She tells me her massage was pretty good but she’s had better, and he feels scammed because his massage was only 45 minutes and then they ask about my message…
So I enter the room and undress everything but my boxershorts and lay down.
Then she walks in, a cute Thai women in her 30s
She starts massaging my back and about 10 minutes in she asks, just a massage?
I’m a little blown away so I just answer, maybe later.
A little later she puts her hands very high up my thighs and playfully asks again, just a massage and I smile at her.
She keeps massaging me and asks me if I work out a lot while squeezing my muscles.
About 30 minutes in I can’t take it anymore and I ask her, what else can you do?
She tells me she can give me a body to body message and happy end.
She then asks me for 6000 rupees, I tell her (honestly) that I only have 3000 on me.
She immediately says ok sure as she seems horny herself.
She takes of her top and underwear and I’m looking at her beautiful naked body.
She takes of my boxershorts and giggles about the fact that I’m already rock hard.
She starts grinding her pussy on my dick while lowering her chest so I can suck on her titties
We grind for awhile and at some point she is just like fuck it and puts it in and we’re banging.
We both want to moan but she is shushing me so no one in the massage parlor hears us.
She cums and offers to switch position and now we’re going at it raw doggy style while struggling to make no noise.
I feel very close so I pull out and she starts sucking me off.
Shortly after I cum buckets all over her body and we both grin.
We shower off and get dressed and before I leave she grabs my dick once more and says I should visit again soon.
I go downstairs glowing inside and tell me friends the massage was pretty good.
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I [39M] have my first ebony [40F] experience on Valentine's day
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I had just spent a year overseas deployed, and the only available options for me were needy women who knew they had more than one option. Of course, I abstained from that. I was desperate, but not that desperate.
I get back to the states, and the first thing I do is download Tinder and Bumble. Tinder was nothing but a cesspool of bots and influencers. Plus, I was a man over 30, and all they saw me as was a horny old man who would pay to get laid. No thanks.
I had more luck with Bumble… Five matches! And to the best of my knowledge, they all were real people. I didn't click with most of them, though, or they didn't understand that I was a father who couldn't dedicate all the time to them.
Entitlement is a turn-off.
Just when I was ready to give up, I matched with this girl; we'll call her Jan. She was cute, professionally dressed, intelligent, and had a good career. She was black, and I had never been with a woman of color before. She was 40 years old, but the phrase "ebony skin doesn't age" rang true to her. She also had a younger kid and was still figuring out a visitation schedule with the father. Her limited availability and mine made it difficult to pick a meeting date. I discovered she had a free weekend, but I already had plans that Saturday. I invited her to come with me, but it wasn't her jam. Instead, we agreed to meet at a café on that Sunday.
We met up, and the conversation flowed seamlessly. I forget how long we talked, but it felt like hours. Intellectually, we were very similar. We had very similar world views, and we were at similar points in our life. We both hated online dating! We both enjoyed traveling and the outdoors.
We met about a week later, and of course, we talked at least every other night over the phone. This date, she needed a sitter, so meeting up at home afterward was out of the question. I told her that we should meet up more often. She was flattered by that comment and said we'd talk later.
Valentine's day was coming up, and I didn't have anything planned. She also had her kid and no available sitters. Our last date was at a steakhouse, so I didn't want to go on another overpriced adventure. I suggested I come over and cook one of my signature meals, a chicken recipe I know, and she agreed. Her kid would be in bed by 7, so I would come over then.
She has most of the ingredients, and I bring over the rest, along with some flowers and a few corny gifts. She gives me some gifts too. We start making food, I make my dishes, and she makes her sides. It was clear that we both enjoyed cooking.
She also bought some wine for the night, so the liquid courage started flowing. We sit down and eat, and the conversation flows naturally. She has had a very unique life, growing up in Africa, graduating high school in the US, and living in eastern Europe. And she had a higher education than me!
We move to the couch and keep playing 21 questions. We are getting much more daring with what questions we ask and are both a lot more trusting with what we were sharing.
Finally, she leans over, and we start kissing. I grab her legs (I'm a legs guy) to pull her closer and start feeling up her side, arm, and neck. She is reciprocating, and things are quickly escalating. At this point, I am relatively confident things are going to go all of the ways.
I start kissing her neck, and she grabs my hand and places it on her boob. I had learned from conversing earlier that she has very sensitive nipples. I pull her shirt and bra down and start sucking on her nipples. She goes wild and begins with a high-pitched moan.
It gets me going! I usually only see women moan that much from fingering or while I'm eating them out. But this is wild. We both start rubbing each other's privates with clothes still on. However, I'm a little reserved about going any further in case her kid walks in. I tell her we should bring this to her bedroom. She agrees.
She leads me to her bedroom, and we are hand in hand, smirking, groping, and kissing as we walk. It's a rather drunken stagger.
We get to the room, she shuts the door, and it goes completely dark. Thankfully, I saw the attached bathroom had a light. I tell her, "you're too beautiful to keep hidden in the dark." And I turn the light on slightly close the bathroom door, which provides just enough lighting for a romantic mood.
We keep making out by her bedside, and clothes start falling off. She has a matching bra and underwear, so I comment on it. She slides in response, and we find ourselves on the bed.
I take her bra off and go after her nipples. She pushes me over and takes my underwear off as I also take hers off. She starts trying to slide me in.
I stopped her and told her we needed to use protection. She asked if I had any, and I said I did. I grab my shirt with a condom in my breast pocket while she stays on the bed and fingers herself.
Let me tell you, that shirt button took way longer than I expected to undo.
I jumped back on the bed and quickly put the condom on. She helps unroll it down the shaft, and I kiss her breasts more while fingering her. I got a pretty good feel for her vagina. Her opening is rather small, and her cervix sits pretty low, meaning her G-spot was down too. My fingers easily reached it, and she was quickly squirming in pleasure. I intended to eat her out; however, she asked that I be inside her now.
I tell her to beg for it. She did. I get back up to her level, put my penis in front of her vagina, and she guides me in.
Immediately she starts moaning. It's been a while since I've gotten laid, and I'm a little girthier than most. Length is an average of 6 inches. So I'm rock hard and ready to go, even at the old age of 39. We go at it in missionary for a few minutes, and she claims to be coming already.
Initially, I thought she was faking it. However, now that we've been going at it for a few weeks, it's pretty clear that this is for real. Her vaginal muscles now regularly spasm beyond her control in pompoir fashion. Something I intend to help train her to control. But back to the story.
Since I wasn't sure if this was real, I decided to pull out my go-to trick: eating her out. I intended to do this before beginning, but now I wanted to make sure she was into this.
I start kissing her again, then moving down to her neck, breasts, stomach, and vulva. I put my finger in her to rub her g-spot and then start eating out her clitoris. She started going wild. She was moaning and even screamed, "oh Eye, what are you doing? How are you doing that?!?!" as I continued to eat her out.
She is very active with her legs and they are moving back and forth. This makes it difficult to stay latched on to her clitoris as it is smaller than I expected. There is nothing wrong with a small clitoris; that usually means it's more sensitive and easier to please. But I couldn't keep the angle with all of the movement. So I end up holding her legs down with my free arm.
It drives her even crazier as she tries to move even more. Finally, I realize what she's doing: she is trying to lift me to ride me.
So I lean back and let her.
She jumps on top and angles her body so that it stimulates her clitoris the most. This prevents me from being able to suck on her breasts, so I start reaching around her ass and feeling her up.
Now, her ass isn't some big old plump like Kim Kardashians, nor am I attracted to that kind of butt. However, her ass is definitely round and firmly given how much she works out. It is not flat, and it fits perfectly into the palm of my hand.
And then, as she's riding, I ask her if she's into butt stuff. She hesitates and says that it depends.
I ask, "how about this?" and put one of my free fingers into her asshole while she's on top. She starts moaning even louder and rides up on me, giving me an angle to suck her breasts and fingering her while she's riding me.
Again, she says that she is coming. This time I believe her.
We stop momentarily to let her gather her breath as I continue sucking her breasts and finger her asshole while she is entirely immobile on top of me. Once again, she asks, "what are you doing Eye?" and tells me to keep going as she is amazed by the pleasure.
Finally, she realizes she's about to cum again and starts riding again. This time harder and longer strokes, which results in my dick falling out of both her and the condom. Thankfully I feel it, and I quickly put the condom back on while lifting her, grabbing a pillow, and placing her ass on it, so she is propped up.
She starts stroking me off before I go back in, and I'll never forget the look on her face when she looks up at me. It was of pure admiration. I go back in with her propped up in missionary as she finds a newfound love of having her hips higher. After a few minutes, I flip her over and start on her doggy style. My favorite. I love the angle and the domination, and I get a free hand to play with her tits, hair, or clit.
After a few minutes of pleasing all three, she's moaning again, shouting that she never experiences pleasure in this position, but she is enjoying it.
It's pretty clear that her legs are giving out, so I cross one over and fuck her while she's on her side. I don't know how, but our bodies are made for this position, and I can go deeper than ever.
She starts screaming and even pulls away from too much pleasure, asking for a break. We start making out, and she tells me she's had at least three orgasms so far, including one in doggy, which she never had before. In fact, her legs were not giving out, and they were weakening from an orgasm just as I turned her and pushed deeper.
Once again, the condom is off because when I pulled out of her tight pussy, it decided to hold on. I ask her to put it back on, and she does.
I once again fuck her while she's on her side. I start slow just so I can see how deep I can go. Her legs start squirming again, and I start to notice that she is using my inner thigh to get her clit off. I start pounding deeper using my thigh and make sure to rub her clit more in doing so. I continue to go deep and slow, and this puts her over the edge.
I continue in this position, only now I'm entirely pulling out to repeat the motion of putting my dick in over and over. Every five to ten pumps, though, I go in as deep as possible. I continue to do this over and over until...
She has number 5.
I wish I could tell you of some story where we banged for hours on end, but unfortunately, it became apparent that the condom wouldn't stay on anymore. Further, she has a mild latex allergy which, with a combination of constantly pulling out, dried her up.
We cuddled for a bit and talked about what we just did. I commented about her body, and she complimented my stamina and how hard I was still. I laughed about how my stamina is mostly from the fact that I had a condom on. She showered and invited me to stay over, but I didn't have any items over and I needed to work in the morning.
Needless to say, 10/10 valentine's day. I continued to smell her on me for all of the next day. I was all smiles and kept thinking back to the night prior. It was glorious.
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Training Day [Femdom] [Pegging] [Free-Use] [Anal] [M22|F29]
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(This is a continuation of my last story. Some Kind of Interview)
When I showed up the next day for my first shift, I was nervous. The event of the previous day had left me shaken, but eager to come back. I was hoping that I could see Miss Mary again and show her how thankful I was for the opportunity. Maybe she would see me in her office again, maybe she would use me like she did during my "interview," maybe she would return the favor I did yesterday. But when I entered the lounge, empty as I had shown up hours before open to get trained, I could not see her and the door to her office was closed.
Christina, the younger woman that had lead me out yesterday, probably 29 and similarly tall as Miss M, was cleaning behind one of the bars when I came in. "Oh good, you are here early," She kept cleaning and beaconed me to come over and sit at the bar, "Are you ready for tonight? Big crowd expected for the weekend."
"How bad can it be, I have worked during Super Bowls and other stuff." I am trying to act confident, though I'm not sure she is buying it.
"Oh sweetie, the super bowl wherever you worked is going to be a walk in the park compared to a slow Tuesday here, believe me." As she finished her sentence, she set her rag down and exited the bar. "Come on, we have to find you something more presentable to wear."
She lead me to the back of the restaurant to a set of three doors and pulling me into the one on the far left. The room was some kind of backstage or dressing room area. There were clothes hanging from rails, mirrors with lights, and some weird looking furniture. While I was looking around, she began thumbing though the outfits on the hangers. I took a seat on a black leather couch that looked like a strange S-shape or an uneven infinity sign.
"What is going on with the furniture in here?" I asked Christina, as I took a seat on the couch.
Not noticing or not caring, Christina held up a few small pieces of fabric, and yelled, "Why do you still have clothes on? Stop waisting time, we have a lot of stuff to cover before the lounge opens!"
"Is there like a changing..." I was cut off almost immediately.
"This is the changing room, now drop you pants or you won't have a job."
I quickly undid my belt, took off my pants and shirt, and squeezed myself into the very small and tight short shorts, then Christina helped me with the suspenders. "Okay, now show me how you look in them."
Conjuring the same energy that I had used yesterday when I stripped for Miss M, I began to play with the suspenders, run my hands over my body, and turn around to shake my ass. But this time when I turned around, I felt a sharp sting on the lower part of my back.
"Arch that back!" Christina commanded. When I turned around I saw she was holding a long thing wooden crop. \*SMACK\* She hit me on the side of my hip, "Turn back around and do it right!"
I obeyed her orders, and turned around to show off again. I arched my back and poked out my butt, then came another smack, this time on my ass.
"I saw what kind of slut you are yesterday! Now shake that ass like you mean it, or you are going to be running drink covered in bruises!" She bellowed at me, nearly in a rage. I was slightly scared by her demeanor and knew she was serious about inflicting pain if I messed up much more.
I turned around for the third time, dropped my ass to the floor, and shook it as well as I could. I heard a whistle behind me and Christina called out, "Now that's more like it. Really shake that thing in the air!" I placed my hands on the couch in front of me and threw my butt into the air shaking it as well as I could. Christina continued telling me to keep it going as she shuffled around with something behind me,
Suddenly I felt her hands on my hips behind me. Feeling slightly emboldened by the outfit and Christina's encouragement, I leaned into the moment and back into Christina. I ground against her for a moment, when I felt something strange. It was something long and bendy... The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. My stomach did a flip and my heart almost stopped.
"You look so good in that outfit, I just can't resist that ass!" As she said that, I felt her nails push into the fabric of my shorts and tear them open, exposing my hole to her.
I was freaked out, but so turned on at the same time. Something about the way she said she couldn't "resist" me, caused my fear part of my brain to shut off. "Mmmmmm, go slow at first. I haven't done anything like this before."
I felt press gainst my hole with a finger, "You never even stuck a finger down there?"
I responded with a gasp and a mumbled, "No."
I felt her put a warm liquid on my entrance as her finger pressed into me. The second the tip of her finger pushed into my ass I moaned loudly, surly you could hear it from outside the changing room. I wondered if anyone had come in since and heard me. Though these thought were short lived.
Christina slide the rest of her lubed up finger into me and began pressing against my prostate. My dick was now pressing against my shorts so a clear outline was visible. As she pressed on my P-spot, a small stream of pre-cum began to drip from the end of my dick.
She then removed her finger from my ass with a pop as it exited my tight hole. "Stop being such an attention hog!" she shouted as she spun me around and pushed me onto my knees. Now I could get a good look at her. She was wearing the same black tank top as before, but now instead of pants she had on a harness and a big pink plastic dick. I had never seem one in real life before.
"Open up baby, you gotta get it ready to deflower you little bussy." she laughed as she grabbed a chuck of my hair and began pushing my mouth towards the strap-on. I kissed the end of the dildo, and slowly opened my mouth to let it in. "How about a little effort here! It's not like I'm pulling finger nails, it's just sucking cock!" She grabbed my hair harder and pushed the dildo halfway into my mouth. Knowing that she would just keep pushing, I loosened my jaw and let it slide to the back of my throat. My nose touched her pelvis for a second.
Then I choked hard. I pulled back off her strap and gagged for a moment. I felt slobber running down my chin and a bead of it still connecting my bottom lip to the tip of the shaft. I looked up at Christina as my mouth hung over. "Holy fuck, you are so cute when you give me that face." She let go of my hair for a second and kept my head up with a grab on my chin.
In a firm but obviously exited tone she commanded, "Lay down on the couch, with your legs above your head, and make sure I can get to that ass." As she said that last part she gave my left ass cheek a smack, inducing a small gasp from me.
I finally realized what the strange shaped couch was for, as I quickly assumed the position she demanded. She walked over to me and put her hands on the back side of my knees, folding me almost in half and spreading my ass as wide as it would go.
"You are going to love this!" She said with a possessed look in her eyes. As she slammed the cock into my ass. I let out a half moan half scream. I felt like I was being split open at first, but that soon dissolved into a wave of pleasure from the stretching of my hole. "Yea I bet you like that you slut! That ass was made for being fucked!" She said as she continued to fold me in half. She slowly withdrew until she was most of the way out, before slamming her hips against my ass. I moaned and yelled again, but it was already mostly moaning. She continued this motion of slowly pulling out and thrusting violently back into me, each time I moaned louder and louder and it churned inside of me.
"Holy Fuck! I can feel it in my guts!" I manage to yell in between the moans.
Slowly the up stroked begin to speed up, until the match the down stroked in pace. The room fills with the sounds of her harness hitting my flesh, the constant moans coming from me, and the occasional "Holy shit, i could fuck you for days" coming from Christina.
Slowly I feel something building up inside of me. I haven't ever really felt this way. It's like a pressure from inside my ass that builds and moves towards my dick My moans become more high pitched and desperate. My dick, which I have almost forgotten about at this point, is throbbing and shaking with the tempo of Christina's thrusting. She can tell I'm getting close to something I don't even know is coming.
She grabs my neck and squeezes. "Let it out baby. Be a good little slut and just let it out."
My eyes roll back in my head. A wave of pleasure rushes over me followed by shaking and shivers. I start to see spots and feel light headed. Christina keeps her hand firmly around my neck and pushes the pace of her fucking even faster.
Finally my dick spasms and shoots a hot load all the way to my face. I don't even notice as few ropes hit all over my face and even more on my chest, before finally my now limp cock is just leaking slowly. Things get blurry for a moment. I am awash in a sea of pleasure and ecstasy that prohibits much thinking at all.
I realize my eyes are closed. I keep them that way for a moment as I recollect my self. "Oh my fucking god, I've never cum like that, felt anything like that, before in my life. What the hell was that?" I ask hoping Christina will respond.
Two clicks in rapid succession cause me to open my eyes suddenly and try to get up. But I can't, my hands are cuffed together behind my knees. Another two clicks and cuffs are around my ankles. "Don't worry. You just said that was the best thing you've ever felt, don't you want to feel that way again, and again, and again." She said as she made sure I couldn't get out of the cuffs, and was securely held folded and open to further penetration. Not giving me a chance to protest she continued, "Trust me, no one has ever been where you are and not come back to work early the next morning."
I tried to formulate a protest, but the loose feeling in my ass and the pleasure I was still feeling radiate through my body kept me speechless.
Christina continued, "So as the first part off your training, you have to learn that you are here for the enjoyment of others. Not yourself. That is what good customer service is all about. For the rest of the night when the women running this place get irritated at the service boys or one of our regulars want to try out the new meat, they will come back here and use your tight little hole. Sound good?"
I nod my head and say, "Yes, I understand Christina."
Christina turns and walks towards the door. As she opens it she turns around and tells me, "I almost forgot! For the rest of training, you will refer to me as Mistress. Nothing else."
As she turned to open the door, the handle turned and I could hear someone enter the room.
In a strange friendly and cheerful voice that must be for customers Mistress spoke, "Olivia, you are just in time. I just broke him in so she is still tight as all get out."
The other lady mumbled something and Mistress responded, "Anything for a valued customer. Remember to tip to service." The light flicked off. I head the door close and the sound of heels approaching. Another plastic dick pressed against me, though this one felt even thicker and with a lot of ridges and contours. Hands gripped the spot behind my knees.
The lady then slipped a roll of cash under my suspenders and a raspy voice said, "I tip in advance. I always get my money's worth."
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(Hey like I said at the top, this is part 2 of a hopefully long running series. I'm always open to critic/input/suggestions. Hope to get more out soon.)
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3 Petite Asians
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Back in college in my first year I went to a dorm floor party and saw a girl I've been with before and went over to talk to her and hopefully hookup again since I hadn't been with her in awhile. She was a size queen and had a high sex drive, we'd hookup and fuck like crazy for a couple weeks, then she would say she got just too sore and I wouldn't see her for a couple months, then we'd repeat.
Anyway she was sitting on a sofa and she had three cute Asian girls who turned out to be good friends of hers. I sat with her and this one pretty good looking guy came up and started chatting them up but for some reason I wasn't clear on it went nowhere and he left. One of the girls commented on his big bulge then all the girls started talking about various guys and who the big ones were. They talked almost like I wasn't there but it really turned me on and I got a definite chubb. I was actually impressed these girls could look at a guy's bulge and get so much detail from it. Finally I said to my friend that all this talk got me horny and I'm almost hard and we have to go someplace and take care of it. So she smiled, stood and said to the three that if they want to see one of the biggest cocks at the college come with her. My fairly big kink is my exhibitionist streak especially when having sex, a bunch of vocal onlookers really gets me going.
Her room was down the hall and by time we got there I was now rigid and dripping precum, as could be seen by the wet spot on my straining jeans. She sat on the end of the bed and the other three took up spots on the rest of the bed, and after a couple minutes of making out, my girl unbuckled and unzipped my jeans and my rigid member popped out. All three girls reacted and I offered to let them feel and hold it. These three girls were fairly petite and their small hands holding and feeling my dick made me look absolutely inhumanly monsterous. I was so hard and so engorged from their fondling , watching and feeling it I could feel my heartbeat thru my dick. I am pretty sure if I whipped out a tape rule I'd measure up longer and thicker than I ever have I was so engorged and hard. I was about ready to blow, so I went back to my girl who had pretty much stripped and was masturbating watching, and was wet and ready. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs on my shoulders and pushed my I-beam in her all the way, hitting her cervix which she actually liked. The other girls were very vocal watching, like "Holy crap she took all that" etc. which just added to my arousal. I think I did maybe a dozen thrusts when she orgasmed loudly, then I blew my load with a roar and pumped longer and harder than I ever had. I stopped, panting and sweaty and looked over to see all three girls in various states of undress rubbing themselves.
Being that I'm a prime example of the Coolidge effect, the sight caused a ripple thrill of arousal to go thru me. Still rock hard, I pulled out and went to the most disrobed girl, pushed her back on the bed, climbed on top, rubbed my rigid member against her swollen and wet pussy, then slowly entered her and went all the way in while she writhed and exclaimed things like "oh yea", "holy shit" then she orgasmed loudly. I followed moments later and I'm sure drenched her tiny innards with a gusher of cum.
I tried with the second girl, but she couldn't relax and I couldn't push into her. The third girl refused to let me try, so I went back and fucked my girl again. Then we wiped off and went back to the party.
I did hookup again with the asian girl once this woman did her 2 weeks then too sore bit. I fucked her a few times after. It's quite arousing to watch that petite girl get speared by my shaft. It would have been fun to fuck her at a party or get together just to hear the reaction of onlookers when I impaled her. I tried to hookup with the other two, after all they did fondle my shaft, but the one who refused continued to, and the other I tried again but she just couldn't relax.
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I had him again today
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So for those who have not read my previous post a guy from the gym asked me out yesterday and while I was surprised I never noticed him since he's totally my type(MUSCLES OMG) we ended up making out in his car and going back to his place to fuck.
I figured since it's a Saturday today he'd be free. I messaged him early today and he was available. I asked for his address and got driving. From around 10am to 4pm we were in varying stages of undress. Fucking in his living room. His kitchen. His bathroom. His bedroom. Walls and floors. The works. Had a meal in between and just continued getting dicked by this stud.
I love getting big muscular guys like him so wound up and horny. Hardworking men like that deserve to be pleasured and pushed and just worshipped. I can't wait to play with him again.
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I 18 [M] made my 18 [F] cum for the first time after we built legos together.
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I 18 m went over to my girlfriends house with some legos we got together. When we got to her house we went into her room and started to build them taking turns with each page which was very cute( I ended finishing them both on my own but I didn’t mind) when we (I) finished with the legos we started watching some Netflix together on her floor, and as the classic saying of Netflix and chill goes you can guess where this is going.
We both gave eachother that look and I leaned in for a kiss while I moved my hand down towards her crotch. ( I should mention my gf is very horny all the time). I started rubbing her vagina through her clothes while we made out on her floor and her soft moans were really getting me in the mood, I think it was really cute when she has to stop kissing me because she can’t help but moan. After this I grabbed a pillow and laid it on the floor and pushed her down on it and pulled her shorts off. I spit in my hand to help get her nice and wet( I love her reaction everytime cause she’s amazed that I can gather a large amount of spit in such a short amount of time).
I pulled her legs apart and started slowly caressing her vagina spreading the spit and making her nice and wet while kissing her body all over, then after a bit of teasing I put two fingers in deeply thrusting them into her and immediately hitting her g spot which she had a very sexy reaction too. I kept thrusting my fingers in and out of her all while hitting her deeps spots and rubbing her g spot. She could not stop moaning and wriggling all over the place. After a good bit of that I asked if she wants to “do it” to which she immediately replied with yes so we moved to her bathroom( easy to clean up after and helps to muffle the sound so her parents didn’t hear).
I bend her over the sink counter and rub my cock up and down her vagina before I thrust it all inside as she gasp and moans and she install stands on her toes. I start off going slow and deep all while getting harder and bigger from hearing her moan, then I grabbed her hips and started to go a little faster since I was really getting into it and her moans Weren’t slowing me down. When she told me to go faster I bent my knees so I would thrust inside her soaking wet and warm pussy in a straight up yet slight angle so when I was inside I would rub against her clit with every movement.
I started thrusting really deep inside of her going faster and faster with each one feeling her shake and getting louder. I was about to cum but I didn’t want to stop cause this moment felt so damn good. I couldn’t hold it anymore and pulled out at the last second and as I did she came and squirted all over my cock dropped everywhere on the floor. When she told me that she had cum I cannot describe the smile I had on my face. I was so glad I could give her that immense kind of pleasure and quite honestly it was a big achievement for me since I always felt bad I was the only one finishing. Needles to say the rest of the night I was beyond cocky and had the biggest smirk on my face.
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[FM] My [19F] young and fiery first encounter with a friend I was wildly attracted to [20M]
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Full disclaimer this is not so much of a “gone wild” story, but something that felt extremely passionate for me at the time, and I wanted to get down in writing.
My first very intense and toxic relationship, at 18 years of age, was coming to an end after my then boyfriend cheated on me while he was on a trip abroad. As it happens with first relationships, my world came crashing down, and I handled the situation badly. I was hurt, but I wanted to keep trying to save the relationship.
We “took a break” to think things through, but it was agreed that we wouldn’t be with other people during the break.
During that time I got really really close to a friend who constantly made me laugh, who I flirted with shamelessly, and who was just refreshing and there for me at a really hard time. He was also 100% what I would later label as “my type”. He probably defined what my type would later be. He had a no bullshit approach to my relationship situation and encouraged me to just dump the guy. He was totally right, but I was blind to it at the time.
We went bar hopping one night with our group of friends. We got really really drunk, we got quite hands-y, a slight touch here, a slight touch there. He gave me a piggyback ride on the street. It was fun, arousing, and carefree. I realized I was extremely attracted to him, and the way he made me feel. He threw compliments at me, made me laugh, flirted… it was just so easy to be around him.
We kept on talking every day. We dialed up the flirting, and the constant compliments back and forth.
We went out with the same group of friends another night. We were at this really nice bar on a terrace, it had a great setting with plants and low night lights. It was summer and I felt young and sexy, being the center of his attention. Our friends clearly saw something was going on, but no one said a thing. He encouraged me to try sake for the first time, he handed me drink after drink. At one point I broke free of our group of friends with the excuse to catch some air at the railing of the terrace. It was a move, obviously, to see if he would follow me. He did.
For a couple of minutes we just stood there, looking over at the sky and the road below. He turned to look at me and smirked. He had also had a couple of drinks. He reached out and circled my waist with his arms, and drew me closer to him. He did this with no hesitation at all, as if he knew I would not resist. As if there was nothing else to do but this. I felt so alive at the time, my whole body started tingling. He started whispering sweet nothings in my ear, burying his face in my hair. He drew me closer still, and I could feel his hard on. It turned the moment from something sweet to something so fiery and passionate that I could barely contain myself.
My mind was still struggling with being committed to my boyfriend. But, in reality, I had already accepted that something was going to happen between us that night. And in the middle of me thinking things over, he started kissing my neck.
Fuck… he started kissing my neck.
I was young, I was naive, I had only had one man do things like these to me before, and experiencing it with someone new was unbearably hot, even if it was just neck kisses.
His short beard left goosebumps on my neck, on my collarbone, as he drew a path of kisses up and down my skin. His tongue grazed my ear, and I had to hold back a moan. People were watching, we were not supposed to be doing this. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, embarrassed about my body’s reaction to such an innocent action. He knew I was still mind-blocked from doing anything else at this point, and he seemed so happy to just continue kissing my neck like this, as if he needed nothing else, and as if we had all the time in the world. Somehow this made me even more attracted to him than before. My heart was pounding, I was gasping, and I was getting wet from freaking neck kisses. Oh, how I miss being young and turned on so easily now.
Eventually we drew apart, and our friends wanted to go to another bar, so we went.
We walked into the other bar, much smaller and cozier. We ended up getting a table with few chairs and one bench. My friend and I sat together, pressed against each other on the bench that could barely fit one person, let alone two. By now everyone knew what was happening between us, but I didn’t care at all. My mind was zeroed in on the side of my body pressed up against his, and when he placed his hand on my lap, I looked up and to the side, where his face was mere inches away from mine. And then he just leaned in, and there was nowhere to go, and he finally kissed me. It was a soft kiss, gentle, but not shy. He knew what he wanted and didn’t hesitate. His hand gripped my thigh when I returned the kiss, as if he was trying to control it from roaming up my leg. I wish he had let it, I wish he had touched me anywhere he wanted, I wish he had known how much at his mercy I was at that point.
But he didn’t, he respected me and my still messed up “post toxic relationship brain” too much. So, things were kept PG-13, even though I was so stupidly wet and aroused that I could have jumped him right then and there. I would have excused myself from the table, shooting him a look that forced him to follow me. I would have found a tight corridor in that small, dark bar. He would have pushed me up against the wall, pinning my arms on top of my head and kissing my neck again, licking my ear, whispering to me how turned on he was by me, how the endless teasing had him on the edge and how much he wanted to be inside me. I would have struggled to get out of his grip and turned around, facing the wall and enjoyed so much the surprise in his eyes turning into raw hunger at me doing that. He would have undone his pants, and lifted up my skirt, and taken me from behind then and there.
“Fuck… god, you are so wet…” he would have whispered in my ear while he moved against me, in short strokes because of the tight space, but powerful nonetheless.
All of that would have happened if I had been a tad more mature, a tad less scared. But I wasn’t and it didn’t, we just kissed, enjoyed each other’s mouths and tongues and hands as much as we could. I don’t think I will ever forget that night, and what could have been.
We had a couple other encounters, clearly it was hard for us to keep ourselves apart. In my mind those are a bit tainted with what would later be a very messy break up with my ex boyfriend. I will always wish I could have given this guy a proper chance, but our timing ended up being pretty bad. We now remain friends who are attracted to each other.
PG-13, right? Right…
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[cm/Cf] She lost the child. We confessed everything.
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Hello. I'm here to share what happened in these months.
Sadly, my cousin had a miscarriege not too long after the last time I met her. She felt devasted and, after telling me about it, she didn't contact me again. No one in the family knew about it, except us. Time passed and her husband contacted me, saying that he needed to talk. I was shitting my pants but, while I wasn't ready for it, I felt it was only right for me to atone for what we did.
Surprisingly, though, he called me to talk about his wife's miscarriage. I know it sounds weird, but we've always had a decent relationship, since we share the same hobbies and he's the only other smart enough person in my cousin's branch of the family. Anyway, he told me about it with a trembling voice, like he was about to cry. Hearing that I started apologizing like crazy while holding my tears. It was like all the times I didn't want to look at the consequences, fused togheter and hit me like a train. I wanted to tell his pain was because of him being deceived and all the stuff that happened between me and his wife. But I got scared.
After we had this talk, I texted my cousin to tell her everything and that we needed to talk too. She said okay and next day, while her husband was away, she called me. I expressed my pain for her loss and then I told her I'd like to confess everything, cause it's not fair her husband is suffering for a child who isn't even his. She sounded really agitated and was making up excuses on why it would be best not to, going as far as saying he could take it very bad and end up harming himself etc. And just like that, my motivation vanished.
But months passed and they told about the miscarriege to the rest of the family. I talked again to my cousin and she said she's not feeling as bad as before, tho we had a small fight cause she was saying weird shit. Her husband was getting over it too. Everyone, on a surface level at least, seemed to be moving on, except for me. I've been feeling like trash since that phone call. In fact, I even quit my job and spent christmas holidays alone, cause I was ashamed to look my family in the eyes.
After new year (literally the 2nd day of the year), my cousin asked me if I wanted to come over. Emphasizing the "come". I read the message from the notification bar (cause I was busy) and ignored her chat for a few days, untill she texted me again. I ignored her once more and next day she called me. I told her I'm busy with work - which is an half truth, since I started 2023 working 2 part time jobs (both 4h/day, cause weirdly it pays more than a full time job), so I didn't have a chance to reply. She somehow bought it but wanted to hear my opinion anyway. I told her I didn't want to go and that she had to stop.
Some days later, it was evening and I was chilling in my new apartment when I heard the doorbell ringing. I went to check who was at that hour and... Yep. It was my cousin. She said she heard from her husband that I moved on my own and she was curious about my apartment. It was as clear as day, looking at her eyes, that she was longing for something else. I told her I had a girl over so I couldn't let her sleep here, but she didn't believe me. It was pretty late and she had no place to stay, so I let her in. We sat on the couch and she tried to jump on me, but I refused her. She got angry and we had an argument. During our discussion she said her period would come in about 4-5 days, so it was "the right time". I pushed her away again. She undressed - which didn't take too much since she was naked under the yoga pants and the sweater, apparently - and begged me to fuck her. I would've done it out of spite (I was angry at her for wanting to continue, but also at myself for getting hard), but I calmed down cause her expression felt different and she was looking pitiful. For a fraction of time, she wasn't even human in my eyes, specially when she started crying because I refused knocking her up. Then she cried louder while trembling and repeating she's sorry. I realized I've been the inhuman one.
I put one of my sweaters on her and carried her to the bed. She looked so small and frail. I took a pillow to go sleep on the couch. Shortly after, she was calling my name with a terrified voice tone. I went to check on her and found her sitting curled up on the bed, shaking and crying. I thought it would have been best to sleep next to her, so I brought her a cup of chamomyl and then I spooned her. After an hour or so, when tears wouldn't come out anymore, she calmed and turned to face me. We looked at each other for a while. As embarassing and controversial as it sounds, we kissed and had sex. It was gentle, cozy and intimate - nothing like what we did before. At some point she was about to cry again, but wanted me to continue. I dunno, she was beautiful and I felt protected but also relied on... It was so long since I last felt positive emotions, but my mind was also distracted, trying to understand what made her feel like that, though I knew it was undoubtly my fault as well. In the end, she came, I got turned off cause of my thoughts and we fell asleep.
Next morning, I called in at work and took the day off. I accompanied her back home by train. She wanted to hold hands on the way there. We decided to speak to her husband. He punched me in the face when we told him and I, well, passed out. Idk how much later, I woke up on their couch, my "wound" tended to, and I found them crying, sitting at the table.
I don't feel like sharing what was told, but... she's been through too much pain throughout her whole life. That day, I don't know why, she came to me in pieces, looking for help, but I didn't understand it and, because of my fucking nihilism, I pulverized those pieces she was left in. She tried to cover for me, trying to take all the blame for seducing me, saying I'm a good person despite everything, because in the end I helped her and I just happened to be caught in her problems. But, like her husband said, if I was a good person, I should've turned her down in the first place.
Her husband can't bring himself to trust her anymore. Their life togheter has been compromised and it's hard to go back to how it was before. That's why they divorced last month. Around the 20th of January she come to stay at my place. Her and her husband's families hate her.
We're both going to therapy - I'm going cause I need to let go of this "nothing matters, so fuck everything" mentality. I need to be a better human. And she's going too, to heal from her trauma. She'll also hopefully get the justice she deserves, and that's another reason why I told her to come to my place. She can't go through this alone.
We've been living togheter for almost two months - calm your tits, the most lewd thing we're doing is sleeping on the same bed, with my cousin as the small spoon and she's also kissed me (on the cheek) when I go to/come back from work these past weeks. It's weird, after everything that's happened, but I kind of feel happy about it. I got used to her presence around the house - like some kind of fucked up disfunctional family - so I guess it'll be hard when she'll be going to move out. She's also been talking to her husband more often lately, though he's ofc disappointed and hurt.
I still feel my chest tightening when I look at her sleeping. I can't believe she really went through all that stuff, horribly hurting inside, while I was there getting off because I'm a fucking degenerate. I want to do something for her and I'm sure the most helpful thing would be for her to live somewhere else, specially if her husband will decide to give her another chance. But I can't leave her alone in this moment, it's my fault too.
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SEX AT FIRST MET
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We had sex during our first met. And it was the best sex I have ever experienced. His hard-long big dick fits my vagina very well. Before he inserted his dick into my pussy, I already felt wet. I am so excited to have sex with him while he was sharing tension to have sex with me. And when I touched his hand while biting my lips, he is stretching his neck. For me, it was a sign that we should do actual sexual intercourse. So, I invited him if we can stay in a hotel. And he said yes. When we were already inside the hotel room. He showed me how aggressive he was. We fell on the floor and undressed me and kissed me from my lips to my neck and suck my nipples. He then put his dick on my tummy and let me touch it. Then, he touched my pubic hair and gently bite the lips of my vagina. AHHH! He knew exactly how to arouse me. He then inserted his hard-long big dick that made me wild too. He was so yummy, yummy than a tasty chocolate. I enjoyed how he did it. I enjoyed how he fucked me! Indeed, it was the best sex ever! Could I still find a man who can do sex like or more than he can? A man that could give sexual fulfillment. Because I had sex after him but it was not as good as the guy I had sex with at our first met. I badly missed that fuck sex!
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A night for her [FMMM]
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Me and my babygirl like to talk about and share our fantasies. One of her favorite fantasies is to do it with more than one man.
Me and Amber live together and she is such an amazing princess. She cooks, cleans and always horny. Since she is such a good girl and takes care of daddy so well, I decided to organize a surprise for her.
I asked her if she’s ok if I invite a couple of my friends over for some drinks and hang out.
She said "Of course, do you want me to cook something?"
"No my love, we'll just hang out and have some drinks" I replied. “But I do want you to wear the short blue flowery dress with no panties” I added.
The next day on my way to work I called two of my friends Mike and John. Mike is an athletic black man and John is a ripped muscular white guy. I picked them because they are both very hung, and my little darling LOVES big dicks.
As a photographer I worked a few photo shoots with them and other girls. That’s how I know they are hung like horses. Especially Mike. he has an enormous 12 inch monster cock. I know my princess will like that.
I got them both on a conference call.
"Hey guys listen up. I want to set up a surprise for my Amber this Saturday. I want you to come over to hang out at our place and the goal is that all three of us are going to spoil her sexually. She knows you guys are coming over but she doesn't know we will make her fantasy come true. it will be a surprise. I will orchestrate our moves because I want her to feel comfortable and I know what she likes or dislikes. There aren't many rules, but the few rules are; we will treat her like royalty, with respect, kindness and tenderness. No rough stuff such as slapping. I don’t think she will be comfortable if anyone other than me fucks her ass, so no one but me in her ass unless she asks for it. No cum on her face and no kissing. Thats only for me and her. See you at our place at 7pm."
I am so excited. I got it setup for my princess!
Its Saturday night, we are hanging at our place. Its 8pm. We all had a few drinks. Amber and John smoked some weed. We are all comfortable, relaxed, talking and laughing.
Me and Amber are seated in the middle of the couch, my arm is around her neck and my hand playing with her hair as we chat and laugh with our guests. she looks stunning as always with only the dress on. pantyless and braless. John is on the couch to the left of Amber and Mike is sitting to my right.
I feel that the time is right to start heating things up. The perfect moment comes to me when we all started talking about sex.
I make a bold move and say "Yeah my princess LOVES big dicks"
Amber smiles and giggles with a blush on her face. I love the fact that it didn’t make her uncomfortable.
"Hey Mike, show her your dick bro" I added.
Amber giggled again, softly slapped my chest "Daddy you're so crazy. Don’t embarrass your friends like that"
Mike looked at her "Oh I’m not embarrassed at all. If you're ok with it, I’d love to show you my dick"
Amber smiled and blushed again. She turned her head and looked at me. "You gotta see it baby." I said. "Its huge!"
She didn't say anything but turned her head back to Mike looking at his crotch ready to see what he pulls out.
Mike unzips his jeans. He is not wearing any underwear and pulls out a 12 inch monster dick. He is already half hard.
Amber gasps "Oh wow, that thing is huge" she said and giggled “I’ve never seen such a big penis in real life.”.
I took the opportunity to heat things up even more. I moved her knees away from each other spreading her legs a little wide. She looked at me as her face turned red, but she had that sexy glare in her eyes. She was nervous and didn't understand why am I spreading her legs when Mike is standing in front of her with his cock hanging out.
"I wanna show mike your beauty so he can get hard. You gotta see his dick when its hard" I said to her.
She smiled and spread her legs a little wider to show Mike her kitty.
I stood up on the couch and slid behind her. Now she’s with her back against my chest. I hug her from behind so she can feel that Daddy is here protecting and loving her. I start massaging her tits. Mike is getting hard.
John stands up "Shit, what about me. I feel left out here.” he laughs.
I tell John "what are you waiting for bro? Drop your pants and show my baby your dick too.”
Amber turns her head to look at John as I massage her tits and slide one hand to the side of her neck. I can feel her body getting warmer against my chest.
John drops his pants, then he peels his boxers down to the ground revealing a 10 inch thick cock. He is not as big as Mike, but he is big.
Amber looks at me. blushing. but she is not smiling. She is really turned on by what's going on here. I think she starts to realize what this night is going to be like.
I slide my right hand from her tit down to her pussy. I’m amazed by how wet she is. That is the perfect sign for me that she likes this and I can move forward.
"Go ahead my love, touch Mikes cock" I said to her in a reassuring tone. Mike moved closer to her showing his eagerness to feel her delicate hand on his rock hard 12 inch cock.
Amber puts her hand on his huge cock stroking it softly. I feel her pussy dripping on my hand and fingers. She starts to breath heavily as she is stroking Mike. John moves in closer to her. She instinctively puts her left hand on John’s cock. She is stroking two cocks now.
I get hard as I rub my cock against her lower back. I stand up and make her stand. As I take my clothes off I am happy to see that she wont take her hands off the two cocks she is stroking. I take her dress off. Now we are all naked in the living room. Mike and John start to moan and breathe heavily as her soft delicate hands stroke their cocks.
I sit back on the couch and pull her towards me. She is naked sitting on my hard cock. She starts to rock back and forth on me as she continues stroking them. She cant take her eyes off the two large cocks in her hands and she starts to moan.
"Thats my good girl" I assure her as I play with her long hair which covers her back.
I slide my hands under her knees, pulling her back against my chest, spreading her legs wide open. I can feel her dripping on my cock as she moans.
I grab my cock with my right hand and start to push the tip into her tight butt hole. She moans louder and pushes against my cock sliding it into her ass. "Oh Daddy that feels good" she moans and drops back against my chest letting the two cocks go out of her hands. Her head drops back on my shoulder and she moves up and down taking Daddys cock in her ass like a good girl.
Mike takes initiative, drops to his knees and starts to lick my baby's pussy. She moans louder.
I kiss her on the side of her neck and whisper in her ear "Your such a good girl. Does it feel good my princess?"
"Yes Daddy, yes, it feels so good daddy" she moans.
John gets up on the couch. My babygirl sees him and lifts her head from my shoulder, opens her mouth and John shoves his cock in her mouth.
Mike stands up and slowly slides his huge cock inside her dripping tight pussy.
"Go slow on my princess Mike" I tell him to make sure my girl is not in pain from that big cock.
She moans louder with Johns cock in her mouth. I’m still stroking in and out of her ass. Mike slowly goes in and out of her pussy. Now I wrap my arms around her chest hugging her with assurance and comfort. "Thats a good girl. I love my sexy girl" I moan out loud as I feel her shivers of joy against my body.
She starts to rock back and forth faster. I look between her legs and I see that she is now taking all of Mike’s cock inside her. He is balls deep. She is dripping all over his cock. She sucks John faster drooling all over him dripping down his balls. She is moving faster and faster taking me deep in her ass, Mike deep in her pussy and John deep in her throat. She is moaning faster and faster. I am so happy to see my babygirl drowning in joy and pleasure.
She takes Johns cock out of her mouth, still rocking back and forth fast, loving the double penetration. "Oh my god! Oh my god! I'm coming. I'm coming" she screams with joy. Her body starts to shake and I can feel her coming as I see her gushing all over Mikes cock.
She drops back against my chest breathless. Her legs are wide open and her pussy is dripping all over the place.
Me and Mike pull our cocks out of her as it is clear my angel needs a little breather.
I wrap my arms around her, bringing her knees close to her chest as she sits on my lap, I hug her and hold her close to my chest. I move her hair away from her face and kiss her. "Oh my god Joe this is amazing. I never came like that" she said breathlessly. "Good my beautiful princess. I'm happy to hear that" I whisper back.
John and mike are still breathless. So am I. But were not done with the royal treatment to my little angel.
I pick her up in my arms and start walking towards the bedroom. "Follow me gentlemen, I wanna spoil my princess some more"
In the bedroom I lay my babygirl on the bed with her ass close to the edge of the bed. I lean towards her and kiss her beautiful thick lips. As I kiss her I get hard again instantly. I slide my cock into her pussy. She opened her eyes looking into my eyes. "I love you Daddy" she moaned. "I love you more my beautiful princess" I replied.
I stood up as I am fucking her pussy. "Hop on guys" I said, pointing to the bed.
John got on the bed, on his knees bringing his cock to my baby's mouth. Mike hopped on bed on his knees to the left of Amber holding his cock by her head waiting for his turn. As she is sucking John with her left hand she grabbed Mike's cock stroking it.
"Good girl" I say to her with a smile on my face as I bury my cock deep inside her.
She moans with pleasure and turns her head to suck Mike. She strokes John with her other hand.
I pull out my dick and slide it into her tight ass. She moans with Mike’s cock in her mouth.
I’m getting close to cum, but I dont want to yet. I pull out for a few seconds.
Amber leans up at me wrapping her arms around my neck. She kissed me and brought her lips to my ear, she licked my ear and I could hear her breaths of pleasure loudly. It sounded like a sea breeze penetrating my soul.
Then she whispered in my ear "Can I try Mike's penis in my ass Daddy?"
It was a surprise to hear she wants a black cock that size in her ass, but it was so hot to see my princess getting slutier.
"Of course my love" I replied with excitement.
My little princess is adventurous. I love it.
"Ok Mike, she wants to see how much she can stretch her ass. So go slow and be gentle with my delicate flower" we all giggled.
I laid on my back on the bed and pulled Amber on top of me. She started kissing me with passion. She moved back and forth on top of my cock. I slid my hand under her to slide my hard cock inside her pussy. We are kissing as she rides my cock.
Mike comes behind her with his hard monster cock. He spreads her ass cheeks apart exposing her pink butt hole like a flower that just bloomed. She stopped moving up and down my cock giving Mike easy access to her ass. I continue fucking her pussy as she is staring at me intensely with suspense waiting for Mike’s big cock to stretch her ass.
Mike slowly starts to push his cock into her ass. I can see in her face the blended joy of pleasure and pain.
I love my girl and worry about her so I give Mike instructions. "Mike dont move. Let her control the entry" I said.
She smiles at me and started to move backwards pushing her ass against Mike's cock.
She looks into my eyes with her cute girly expression. “Oh my god Daddy, thats a big black penis in your babygirl’s ass.” she moaned. “I like it daddy. it feels good” as she started bouncing back and forth fucking me and Mike at the same time.
John moved in to our right with his hard cock. it didnt take long for my princess before she wrapped his cock with her lips.
Amber got a little breathless and stopped rocking back and forth against our cocks. Me and Mike took over and started pounding my beautiful girl. she is still sucking on John with ecstatic pleasure and moans.
“Daddy is so proud of you baby” I tell her as I run out of breath while fucking her pussy.
I am getting so close to shooting my load inside her. its a beautiful sight, to see her getting spoiled and enjoying three men.
John started breathing heavily “Oh shit I’m gonna cum.” he tries to pull back. he remembered not to cum on her face. but Amber grabbed his cock with her right hand stroking him as she is sucking him and moaning. she pulls him closer to her as if she doesn't want him to pull back. I am so turned on by seeing her taking charge and going all the way.
John starts to moan and breathe faster. “I’m coming!”
My babygirl strokes him faster and shoves his cock deep down her throat. John is shooting his heavy hot load down her throat. She gags a little. but she swallows everything that comes out of his cock like a good girl.
This turns me on so much that I am ready to cum.
“I’m coming my love” I moan out loud. she looks at me and starts to scream with pleasure as I and Mike are pounding her fast and hard.
Mike starts to moan heavily “I’m about to explode in her ass.”
Me and Mike cum at the same time. I shoot my load deep inside her pussy and Mike shoots his massive load deep inside her ass.
She is shivering and shaking with a long orgasm as we fill both of her holes up with cum.
“What an amazing girl you have Joe” John said as he started walking out of the room.
“This girl is beyond amazing. you are a lucky man” Mike added.
“I AM a lucky man! to have such a precious naughty little princess. I’m nuts about her.” I replied with a glowing smile on my face as I play with her hair looking into her gorgeous blue eyes.
Amber smiled, blushed and added “No, no. I am the lucky girl who met such a wonderful Daddy who loves me and takes care of me like that.”
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My [M] experience helping couple [MF] explore after leaving religion
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While many of my encounters tend to be one time or occasional, this couple has been on a journey which has been amazing to be a part of.
Mark and Gretchen were at a hotel where I had a convention last year. I met them after a day of networking while I sat at the hotel bar winding down before heading to my room to catch up on work. They both sat next to me, each ordering non-alcoholic drinks and we struck up a conversation. It turned out, they had come on vacation after a very rough year leaving their church and all the issues that brought with there families and community. There plan was to move and they were taking the time away to regroup, relax and make a plan. They both had a very wholesome air to them, and were extremely nice and open about what they had been through. After some quiet whispers between them, they asked me for recommendations for a drink. They had never drank regularly outside of a couple of rebellious streaks in their youth. Each ordered a tequila and soda and as they sipped they opened up more.
They came from a strict family and religion that required they wore temple approved undergarments. They had only ever been with each other and were struggling with sex in their newly consummated marriage. I was surprised with how easily they shared these struggles, particularly how Mark felt inadequate and unable to perform. One drink led to another and we were all a bit tipsy and Gretchen was flush as we talked increasingly about sex. At one point I excused myself to speak with a colleague making there way through the lobby. When I returned, they both sat very quiet, when Mark meekly spoke up: “we were wondering if you could help us. Give us some tips. We’ve talked about watching porn, but that feels too unnatural to us.” I felt for them. They seemed lost. So I just said “sure. What do you want to know”. Gretchen spoke next. “That’s the thing. We don’t know what we don’t know.” They we’re holding hands and I could sense their nerves. She continued “we thought maybe you could show us”. I felt myself harden and grow as she reached out her other hand and shakily placed it on my thigh.
With that, I suggested we take a nightcap up to my room. Assured them both we could take things slow and stop at any time. We paid the tab and made our way silently to the elevator. You could feel the tension and I made several attempts to lighten the mood.
When we got to the room, they each sat on the couch and I sat at the desk chair. We talked for a bit about what they had tried and Mark said to Gretchen that he loved her and trusted her, nodding for her to share what she wanted. She said again she wanted me to show Mark. Not tell him. I nodded and asked Gretchen to stand in front of Mark. I came up behind her. Slowly I began to undress her while she maintained eye contact with Mark. Slowly and sensually I disrobed Gretchen without a word until she stood nude in front of him. Then, I kissed the nape of her neck, feeling her shudder. Caressed her arms and lightly groped at her full breasts, feeling her chest heave. Mark watched with intensity and his pants betrayed any challenge he had getting erect. I asked her to kiss mark and undressed myself before instructing her to lay on the couch with her head in his lap. With that, I knelt and slowly kissed her thighs and began to kiss around her pussy before starting oral. She writhed and moaned, never looking away from Mark who came in his pants as her first orgasm hit her.
With that, I gently took Gretchen by the hand to edge of the bed, laying her down before gently entering her slowly. She was so tight but her wetness made it possible to ease in. I mentally checked myself to take things slow and sensual to show Mark what her body responded to. She moaned softly and stared intently at me has I stroked shallow thrusts at first before pushing deeper. As I did, her legs shook and she grabbed her own breasts gasping with a ragged breath. Behind me I heard Mark grunt quietly. As her orgasm peaked and subsided, I bent down and whispered in here ear if she was ready for something different. She just said please.
I turned her around on all fours, facing mark with a pillow underneath her, again slowly entering from behind. I noticed Mark mouth “I love you” as I pushed into her. I picked up the rhythm, gripping her rounded ass, my balls slapping up against her clit, feeling her wetness soaking my shaft. When I found myself getting close, I lightly teased her asshole with my thumb and her walls clenched down hard as I emptied myself deep inside her womb. I’ll never forget the guttural moan that came this sweet woman. We collapsed on the bed and the three of us stayed up talking. I met them again the next evening and have stayed in touch since. They have visited once more but my feeling is they are good on there own these days and I love hearing from them and how happy and free they are now.
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[FM] fucked by a french stranger while my friend slept above us
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\[This is a repost as I made this new account to share my memories on. Thanks!\]
This one happened around the time I graduated college and started my first real job. I had my own apartment, a nice little studio with a leaking bathroom ceiling, and I thought, “Hell what do real adults do? Take a vacation.”
So I booked a trip.
To Bali no less. I’d always wanted to go, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t eager at the prospect of meeting some home run foreign stud. My wish came true not even 24 hours after I stepped off the plane.
One thing about international travel that always gets me is the jet lag. Trips to the other side of the planet are the worst offender. I become essentially nocturnal for a day or more. After checking in to my hostel in Kuta (essentially a party town that happens to boast exceptional surfing), I spent about a day intermittently sleeping.
I’d made reservations at about the cheapest hostel I could find which meant sleeping in a big communal room with 20 or so others. In the middle of the day when I’d checked in, the room was empty, but on waking up from my jet lag nap, I was confronted by five or six people milling around. They were in the opposite corner, and one guy caught my attention immediately. He was quite tall, had a nice sharp jaw line— and by god right away they started speaking French. My knees went weak and I wasn’t even standing up. I’d always found spoken French incredibly hot, and by my mark, this was looking to be a fantastic opportunity.
One of the girls in the group seemed to notice I’d woken, and smiled gesturing for me to come over. She switched to English and we each introduced ourselves. Immediately I was dismayed as Mr. Jawline, Luc (go figure), didn’t speak English. He just nodded shyly at me and said his name, offering his hand to shake.
The girl who’d invited me over, Olivia, was from the states too, so we became quick friends. After a few minutes of introductions they were inviting me to the club with them. So I worked quickly on my makeup and pulled on short white dress. It was empire cut and it left little to the imagination. Off we went, our little band of strangers, already riding high on the shots we took at the hostel bar.
Olivia was beautiful with long brown hair and we chatted for a while. I wasn’t much of a surfer but she was clearly quite good even though she downplayed it. She had a great tan and caught more than a few stray looks at her ass in her tight jeans.
Luc’s friends kept making passes at her, and the drunker we got the more annoyed I got at this.“Why don’t you tell them to stop, Olivia?”She laughed, “It’s nothing— these French guys just do that. You’ll see honey. Just wait til they start on you in an hour.”
And it didn’t take nearly that long. One of the guys, Jean, pestered me over and over again.“Mira my love…” His French accent was heavy. “A kiss please”. He would pucker his lips and hold a shot up just out of reach. I half heartedly granted him one on the dance floor and he made a big show of fainting like he’d been shot. I grinned.
The other guys were fun but Luc, Mr. Jawline, was my prize. He was shier than his friends, a bit more reserved. He danced a little at first, but picked up more and more as the alcohol flowed. At some point we’d started dancing together and as I was grinding on him I felt his dick growing hard.
I looked at him and said tauntingly, “Whats that, Luc?”He just grinned at me sheepishly and placed his hands on my hips. We carried on like this for a few minutes, and suddenly I found myself outside of the club making out with him. He was a surfer too I gathered, because he was tan and toned in that unique surfer fashion.
I felt his muscles under his shirt for a fleeting moment with halted breaths, but suddenly his friends were shouting at us from across the street. He just made that sheepish grin again and left me with a kiss.
I was so drunk I don’t even remember stumbling back to the hostel with Olivia but somehow we made it.
“Good night?” She slurred.I was already asleep.
Around 3AM I woke partially from my deathly sleep to the sound of laughter and people hushing each other as they climbed into bed, and to my surprise, felt a hand on my back.
“Shhhh.” Luc whispered, kissing my forehead. He slid right next to me on my bunk in the corner. I was suddenly very sober and very horny. I held him closely. There’s some things you don’t need words to say, and we both knew we were going to have to wait until everyone was sleeping to do anything. So we lay there in the dark, anticipation building and building as he softly caressed my thigh. I was still wearing the white dress and felt his hands brushed over my tits as I exhaled sharply.
The laughs diminished and soon there was no sound at all besides breathing and a bit of snoring in the darkness. Luc whispered in my ear “Mira” and something else in French. I shivered. I could feel his dick pressed up against my ass, separated only by his board shorts and my flimsy thong.
Olivia had taken the bunk above me and I was trying to be careful to not make any type of movement lest she hear and wake up. Her faint snoring descended on us as Luc began to play with my pussy with his long fingers. He moved them slowly and slower still, and I felt a heat building between my legs.
Bali was going well.
He took his finger out and softly pushed it into my mouth, coated in my juices. I could have died of horniness right then. I sucked on it silently in the dark, trying to remember that we needed to be quiet. Blindly fumbling in the dark I reached back for Luc’s cock. I wanted to suck it so badly but I couldn’t for fear of moving too much. He was tracing smooth circles around my breasts, and gently biting my ear. I hesitated before I grabbed it, hoping for approval which came in the form of a sharp tweak on my nipple. I gasped softly and gripped his cock in the dark. He was hard. Very hard, and I started pumping up and down with my hand. Luc was breathing steadily into my ear. Fuck this, I thought to myself, and I guided him into my warm pussy. He slowly pushed forward, sliding his finger back into my mouth to muffle the sigh that escaped it. It was bliss as he filled me up inch by inch.
I wanted to tell him how good he felt, but all I could do was push my ass into him to let him know. He was building a slow and deliberate rhythm with his thrusts and I could feel hear the shitty hostel bed starting to creak. I was just on the edge of an orgasm when suddenly I heard Olivia, “Mira are you awake?”
I considered replying but thought it best to pretend to be asleep. Luc pushed himself all the way inside me, stretching my pussy just right. I was shaking, my juicing covering his dick, trying so hard not to make a sound. The combination of this and hearing Olivia, knowing we were fucking just a few feet away from her pushed me over the edge. With a few more thrusts I felt him spasming inside me and I backed my ass into him, eager for as much of his dick as I could take. I could have screamed, and so I buried my face in the pillow to keep muffle the moans I couldn't control. I was clawing at his arms with one hand and and using the other to push the pillow over my mouth as I came.
“Mira?” She called again softer this time. I didn’t reply and laid there still with Luc buried in me to the hilt, slowly growing softer.
Eventually her snoring resumed and Luc slipped out of the bed.The next day Olivia pretended not to let on but at lunch asked me- “how was Luc?” with a smirk.
I did end up having some more fun on that trip which I’m happy to write about if there’s interest.
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Working in Real Estate part 5
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I was a few days away from the end of my two week notice at my current job and joining Kayli's real estate team. My current job had actually tried to get me to stay, but I decided that leaving a blue collar warehouse job for a job in real estate was a much better choice for the future health of my body. The promised sex benefits helped as well.
I was technically a manager, in that I ran my own little area, had an office, was responsible for making sure things get done, but I was the only one in my area, so had to do all the work as well. Luckily, my area was off from everybody else, so I was mainly alone most of the days. Kayli had texted me this particular day, said she was in the area, and asked if she could pay me a quick visit. I said yes and when she arrived a few minutes later, I quickly usherd her into my little office. After a quick hug, I asked her what was up and she said, "nothing, really. Just finished a showing, had some time to kill before my next one, and figured I'd see what I'm taking you away from."
"I see. And how did the showing go?" I asked her. Kayli replied back, "it was good. They're thinking of putting in an offer." "That's good. I'm sure that dress you're wearing helped." I replied back.
Kayli had her black hair pulled up in a ponytail, a blue and white sundress on her thin body, her massive breasts looking to pop out of it. The dress barely went past her groin, which she showed me when she spun around, bending over, and giving me a brief glimpse of the red thong she had on.
"Yeah, the guy failed to mention his girlfriend was coming today. It had mainly been him. I don't think she was too happy, but he didn't seem to mind." Kayli said laughing. I told her, "I don't mind at all," as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in close to me, my lips going to her neck as my hands slide down to her butt. "So, what's the chances somebody comes to find you?" She asked me. I said, "almost none. Great thing is, if I turn off the lights, nobody can see in here. And I can lock the door, so they would just think I left early. What are they going to do? Fire me?"
I quickly turned off the lights and locked the door as Kayli said, "good, I was hoping you would say that." She sat down on my office chair, scooting it close to me as she reached into the basketball shorts I was wearing, and pulled out my cock. It started to grow in hands as she wrapped around my shaft, slowly jacking me off, her tongue flicking against the tip of my cock. She started to take me into her mouth, a little at a time, as I grew harder and harder.
I reached down when she begun to bob her head up and down my full six inch length, rubbing her exposed cleavage before reaching into her dress, and pinching her nipples. I pulled her breasts out of her dress, amazed that she was wearing a bra, and continued to play with them as she sucked my cock.
I pulled Kayli up from the chair, my cock popping out of her mouth. I leaned down to suck her nipples into my mouth, one by one, while I reached under her dress. I pulled her thong down from her pussy, and used my fingers to rub her pussy lips, feeling her get wet as I touched her. When she was wet enough for me to slip a finger in, she arched her back, leaning back against my desk. I fingered her for a few seconds before grabbing at her thong and pulling it down to her knees.
I spun Kayli around, she put her hands on my ask, pointing her ass up in the air for me. I pushed her dress up until I could see her clean shaven pussy, her asshole puckering at me. I took my hard cock in my hand, teased the entrance to her butt with my tip before lowering down, and pushed inside her wet pussy. I grabbed onto her hips as I begun to thrust back and forth with my hips, giving her the full length of my cock.
The fit real estate pushed herself up off my desk, her breasts bouncing under her, my cock pulling and pushing in and out of her over and over, harder and harder, as my balls slapped against her ass. She turned back to look at me and said, "fuck, I can't wait to be able to do this whenever I want to." I replied back, "yeah? You just gonna use and abuse me?" Kayli moaned out, "yes I will and I know you will enjoy it."
I responded by saying, "damn right, just like I'm going to enjoy this." I pushed deep inside her, cum exploding out of my cock, filling her pussy as I used her pussy to massage everything out of my cock. "Oh God! Fuck!" Kayli screamed, collapsing on my desk with her own orgasm.
After we caught our breath, I helped Kayli pull her thong back up, then watched as she pulled her dress back over her breasts. We shared a couple kisses as we hugged, then I unlocked my office and walked her to her car. As one of my co-workers pulled up on his forklift next to me, Kayli said, "I wish you could join me this afternoon," before she got in her car and drive away. My co-worker asked who that was, and I told him it was my new boss. He said, "damn. She still hiring?"
That next Monday, I had officially left my job and started with Kayli's real estate team. After a morning full of signing paperwork, a team meeting with Kayli, Tara, and Jennifer, and some one-on-one training with Tara about my new job duties, me and Tara took a break to eat some lunch when she asked me, "so, I'm sure its not really my business to ask, but I am curious. As far as the side benefits, what kind of deal did you and Kayli strike?" I asked her what exactly she meant and the blonde girl, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, a gray sweater with the companies logo on it, and black leggings, blushed before saying, "as far as sex goes. Is there an expectation for when, where, and how much? Kayli said that you and her had an understanding, and so did you and Jennifer, but neither one really elaborate on what it is."
I laughed and said, "as far as an understanding goes, it's just that any of us can end it at any time, with nothing happening to my job. Kayli did promise me at least one nude picture a week, as long as I'm available when she wants to have sex. For Jennifer, she actually wants me to take advantage of her as much as possible."
"Oh," Jennifer responded as she sat back in her chair, "when Kayli told me about it, she kinda made it seem like you guys had all agreed on some other kind of deal and me and you had to work out something that we agreed on. I've actually had ideas running through my head all last week."
I laughed and said, "really? Like what? I'm down for whatever."
She responded back, "honestly, it was going to depend on what you agreed to with the other girls. I just didn't want to be left out if you had agreed to sleep with them like once a week or something."
"Nope, nothing like that, but I would be OK with it if it was." I said.
Tara took a bite of her food and said, "well, just so you know, I'm not very good at starting stuff like that, but whenever me and you are alone, I'll never turn you down."
I told her that was good to know as we finished our lunch and got back to work.
A few hours later, we had shifted to Tara's home office, so she could show me how she had everything set up for when I got my own home office up and running. I was standing behind Tara as she sat in her office chair, leaning down enough to see what she was showing me on her computer. I kept getting closer and closer to her neck, until my lips came in contact with her soft skin, and I started to gently suck on it. Tara kept trying to explain things to me but soon stop, and melted into me kissing her neck. In between kisses, I asked, "when will your husband be home?" Tara told me in an hour.
I moved up and started to kiss her lips, her mouth opening up to allow our tongues to wrestle together. I snaked my hands around her body, squeezing her breasts through the sweater she had on. Tara spun the chair part way around so that we could continue to make out, my hands finding their way up her sweater, past her toned stomach, and to her bra. I gently put down on the bra to access her nipples, pinching and squeezing them with my fingers.
Tara was moving her hips in the chair and I pulled one hand out of her sweater, moved it down to her groin, feeling the warmth coming from her, and begun rubbing the outside of her leggings. Tara, one hand on my face as we kiss, the other on my back, broke our kiss suddenly, lust filling her eyes, and said, "let's go to my room. Now." I said, "after you," helping her up from the chair.
Walking into her room, we immediately wrapped our arms around each other and resumed kissing. My hands went down to her ass, squeezing her cheeks as I pulled her closer to me, letting her feel my hard cock through my jeans. I went back to kissing her neck, as Tara pulled my shirt up and over my head, she said, "I've been waiting for this all day." In between kisses, I said, "I was kinda hoping you would have greeted me naked and gave me a blowjob like you said you wanted to last time."
I returned the favor, pulling Tara's sweater and bra over before she started unbuttoning my jeans when she replied, "I would have if we were here. Maybe tomorrow."
Tara dropped to her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers down with her, my hard cock springing free. She took it in her hand, jacking me off as she kissed my tip, before taking me in her mouth and down her throat. Bobbing her head, making eye contact with me, I grabbed onto Tara's ponytail, helping to control her pace.
Tara popped me out of her mouth, her hand continuing to jack me off, and said, "I need you in me now." I told her to get on the bed and watched as she stood up, pulled off her leggings and thong, and climbed onto her bed, staying on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at me.
I climbed up on the bed behind her, grabbing onto her hips as I pushed my cock inside her. She was still tight, her moans of pleasure feeling the room as my thickness stretched her insides. I slowly started to pull back out to my tip, pushing back in, Tara moaning as I did so. I worked up to a steady rhythm, Tara encouraging me to go deeper and harder, to spank her ass. I grabbed onto her ponytail, pulling back on it as I pounded into her over and over.
I pushed Tara's head down to the mattress, her face turning on her pillow, and grabbed her hips again. Holding myself still, I started to move Tara's body, sliding her pussy on my cock, controlling her every motion, pulling her on as deep as I could, then teasing her slowly as I pulled her off. After slamming into her a few more times, I pulled out of her with a pop, and laid down on the bed next to her, pulling Tara on top of me as I did so. She leaned down, our lips kissing as her groin grinded on mine.
I started to push my hips up, attempting to slide my cock back into her pussy. When Tara broke our kiss, she reached down with her hand, helping me into her, and starting to roll her hips back and forth, slowly riding me as she got used to my cock in a different position. She sat up a bit more on me as I reached out, playing with her nipples. I pinched and pulled on Tara's nipples as the blonde, fit woman rode my cock, her eyes closed, a look of pure pleasure on her face. I started to thrust my hips up to meet her as she came down, causing Tara to open her eyes, gasping, "fuck, that feels amazing! Don't stop! I'm going to cum!" Tara's body shook on top of me, collapsing down as her lips came in contact with mine, furiously making out with me, her orgasm causing her pussy to clinch around my cock, triggering my own orgasm.
I pushed up inside her, shooting rope after rope of my cum deep into her pussy. Tara breaking our kiss, moaning in my ear as her body took it all in. When I was done thrusting into her, Tara gave me another kiss, before rolling off me, my limp cock falling out of her pussy, a mix of our juices leaving a trail between us. She told me to stay where I was as she left the room.
She reentered the room a few minutes later, with our phones in her hand, saying, "Kayli texted us both to ask how the first day is going." I replied back, "too bad we didn't see it a few minutes ago. Could have sent her a video."
Tara laid down on the bed next to me, holding her phone up and said, "how about a picture instead?" She cuddled up next to me, trying to get as much of our naked bodies in the picture as possible, snapped the picture and sent it to Kayli. I grabbed my phone, taking a picture of just Tara, and sent it to Kayli. Tara asked what I texted her and I said, "Best. First day. Ever."
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Sarah Opens Up [Ch. 2 Pt. 1] Jax asks my wife to strip at his best friend's bachelor party.
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A bit of history if you are just catching up. My wife, Sarah, and I decided to take a vacation after several years of busy schedules with the kids and work. She was very conservative in nature, but decided to open her mind on this trip. On our first day in Playa del Carmen, we ran into a couple in a cove having a threesome with a large black man. The black man caught us watching them while we were engaged in our own "handsy" activity. My wife exposed herself to the man in the process, and later, we ran into him while we were having dinner. The man, Jax, introduced himself, and we exchanged numbers. Sarah admitted she was very attracted to him.
The next day, I sent Jax a picture of my nude wife, and she intentionally exposed herself to him while on our balcony. We ended up having sex on our balcony while Jax watched us. It was obvious what our act was doing to Jax, and he had a raging hardon. Our fantasy talk ended with me convincing Sarah to give Jax a blowjob to relieve the tension she created. We called him up to our room, and she gave Jax a mind-blowing performance.
On day three of our vacation, Sarah admitted she wanted to have sex with Jax. We spent most of the day having sex with my wife, and Jax spent the night in our bed.
Today:
Sarah and I explored the Mayan ruin, Coba, the next morning after Jax left. Sarah wore a light blue sundress that came just below her ass, with strappy sandals. Her new wardrobe was so different from anything she wore in the past. She looked amazing and confident.
The Mayan ruins were mesmerizing. It raised so many questions about advanced civilizations of the past, that we know so little about. Visiting these sites should be on everyone's to-do list as it opens the mind about who we are and where we came from.
We stopped in Tulum for lunch, and we ate at a quaint taqueria. As we sat and talked, the subject of our last three days with Jax came up.
"I think we need to talk about everything, Steve," Sarah said. "I feel like our sex life went from zero to one hundred in two seconds."
"I agree, these last few days have been exciting, but a lot to take in," I said.
"I don't regret any of it, I just want to slow down and catch my breath," Sarah said. "Are you okay? Are we okay?"
"This has been the most intense sexual and mental situation we've ever been in," I said. "Seeing you completely submit to Jax was like an outer body experience. I felt so many emotions at the same time."
"What were you feeling?" Sarah asked, looking vulnerable.
"I felt jealousy, pride, fear, and arousal to name a few," I replied. "I felt jealousy seeing how Jax took you. I've never been able to do what Jax did to you, and I've never seen you respond that way to me. But at the same time, I loved seeing you totally give yourself over to your sexual being. I felt pride that my wife could do what you did. The fact that another man would desire you so much made me proud to have you as my wife. I felt fear that you'd never be the same after this, and this could hurt our marriage. But I overwhelmingly felt arousal. Seeing you reach your full potential as a sexual being has been incredible. What are you feeling?"
"I've been feeling all of those feelings as well," Sarah admitted with tears in her eyes. "I knew this was what you wanted, but part of me was afraid that you would lose respect for me as your wife. I broke our marriage vows in a serious way, over and over again. I said a lot of the things I said for your benefit, but it also turned me on to be so naughty. But there is no coming back from where we went. I'm glad we are talking about this. And I really think we should just spend the rest of this vacation together, just me and you. We need to get back to firm ground. I don't regret what we did, but I really need to feel close to you, just you."
"I feel the same way, Sarah," I said. "You are my whole world, and I want nothing more than for you to feel good, to feel love, to experience everything life can give. I don't regret our experiences this week. If it's a once in a lifetime thing, I am fine with that. I really feel that this experience will make us even closer. I love you more than ever, Sarah."
"I love you too," Sarah replied as she jumped in my lap, hugging and kissing me deeply.
We spent the rest of the day relaxing at the resort. Sarah did wear a sexy blue thong bikini when we went to the beach, but she kept her top on. We took a long walk on the beach, and we had a romantic dinner with just the two of us.
We made love that night, and it felt like just that, love between just us. I was amazed that her body felt the same, after everything she went through in recent days.
The next morning, I received a text from Jax, saying, "Hey, you two. I hope everything is well with you both. I hope I didn't cross any lines or cause any problems between you. Thank you again for everything."
I replied, "No issues at all Jax. Sarah and I feel closer than ever. Just enjoying the rest of our vacation. Enjoy your time with your friends at the wedding. I'll tell Sarah you checked in."
"She's a special woman, Steve," Jax said.
"I know," I replied.
I had breakfast delivered to our room around 10:00. The noise of the plates on the tray and the smell of the coffee and food woke Sarah. Sarah had a serious case of bed head, but she looked amazing as usual as she sat up and stretched her arms out, forgetting she was nude and exposing her breasts to the room service staff.
The server took in her round breasts as he looked at her. He averted his eyes while trying not to stare. I could tell he liked what he saw. Sarah finally realized he was still in the room, but she made no effort to cover herself. She was becoming comfortable exposing herself. He took one last look as he walked out the door.
Sarah sat at the table, and we ate our breakfast. She did not bother putting any clothes on. I still became aroused looking at her in the nude, doing something as mundane as eating breakfast. It was just so out of character from what I was used to. She brushed her hair out before sitting down, but she still had that sexy look about her. Her round breasts and puffy pink nipples just begged for attention.
"Jax texted this morning," I told Sarah. I could see her pupils dilate as I mentioned his name, and her nipples stiffened noticeably.
"What did he say?" Sarah asked.
"He was just checking in to make sure we were okay," I told her. "I told him we were just enjoying the rest of our vacation and told him to do the same at the wedding."
"Well that was sweet of him," Sarah replied. "Did he say anything else?"
"He told me you were a special woman," I replied.
I could see Sarah's face flush slightly as she thought about the black giant thrusting his big cock in and out of her. Her mind was somewhere else, and I remained quiet, letting her imagination go where it wanted. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds and she bit her lip again, forgetting about the food in front of her.
"You're thinking about him now, aren't you?" I asked.
"I still can't believe I did all those things with him," Sarah said. "It's surreal when I think about it."
"It was very real, Sarah," I told her.
Sarah's mind snapped back to the present, and she smiled guiltily. We finished our breakfast and resumed a normal conversation. I booked us a couples massage, and we cleaned up after breakfast and made our way there.
The massage room was inside a cave and lit with candles and other dim lighting with the sound of water trickling down small water features. The concierge left us to get undressed for the massage. Sarah removed her robe and was nude underneath. I kept my boardshorts on and laid on the table. Sarah put a towel over her midsection, leaving her back and legs uncovered.
Our masseuses were two attractive Hispanic females who looked like they were in their early twenties. Their massages were very relaxing, and I almost fell asleep during mine. I looked over at Sarah, and she was breathing heavily and looked like she was very relaxed.
After our massages, we went to the sauna, which was empty except for us. We both wrapped ourselves in towels and sat in the heated room. The heat relaxed our bodies even more. As the heat started to make our bodies sweat, Sarah dropped her towel, leaving her nude in a public sauna. I looked out the door to see if anyone was coming, before I loosened mine and dropped it on the bench, leaving us both fully exposed.
The heat of the sauna gave Sarah's skin a sexy glisten that aroused me. She looked down at my hard cock and smiled.
"You really do like looking at me, don't you Steve?" Sarah said.
"I like seeing you exposed, especially when there's a chance someone else could see you too," I said, honestly.
"I like the way you look at me," Sarah said. "It's like you are starving for me and can't get enough."
"I really can't," I admitted.
"You're turning me on," Sarah said.
"Come here," I told her.
With that, Sarah stood up and bent over in front of me. She pushed her ass back at me and sat down on my cock. She grabbed it as she sat down, inserting it into her warm depths. I reached around her and cupped her breasts in my hands, caressing her soft flesh.
Our bodies were dripping with sweat, and our connection was even more moist. I pinched her nipples and sucked on her neck. I could still see the hickey that Jax left on her. His mark on her from when he fucked her in front of me.
I thrust up into her as she drove down into me. I reached down and stroked her clit as we were lost in our passion. Her body writhed as we fucked in the hot sauna. Her blonde hair was wet with the steam and the sweat coming from our bodies. Everything about her was wet and dripping.
"I love you, Steve," Sarah moaned.
"I love you too, Sarah," I breathed.
I ran my hands over everything I could touch on her as she bounced her ass on me. The heat and the steam were adding to the sensations running through our bodies. The intensity of the heat was bringing us to a rapid climax, and I could feel my balls tightening. Sarah's bucking increased, and her tits were bouncing around with every thrust. Sarah's body stiffened as her orgasm overtook her.
"Oh fuck. I'm cumming!" Sarah cried as her body spasmed on my cock.
I held onto her hips and pulled her down on me as she rode through her orgasm. I was amazed at the sensations of her pussy squeezing me with each contraction of her orgasm. I was quickly approaching my own climax as she bounced on me.
"I'm about to cum, Sarah," I groaned.
She quickly dismounted me and took my cock into her mouth. Without Sarah in front of me, I could see through the door of the sauna. A man and woman about our age were standing just outside watching us. I was powerless at that moment to stop what was happening.
Sarah was bent at the waist with her ass facing them with my cock down her throat. I came as I looked at the shocked couple watching us. She swallowed jet after jet of my cum as it blasted the back of her throat.
I locked my eyes with the woman watching us as I finished cumming in my wife's mouth. I smiled at her as she licked her lips. It felt even more intense to cum while being watched by two complete strangers. The man was focused on Sarah's ass and exposed pussy that were inches from the door. Sarah swallowed my cum and stood up, hugging me. She then collapsed on the bench next to me, laying back with her legs slightly parted.
"I think we put on a show, babe," I told Sarah, looking towards the door.
Sarah opened her eyes and looked out at the couple watching us. When she saw the couple, she covered her breasts apprehensively and closed her legs. But then her sideways smile returned to her lips, and she spread her legs again and brought her finger up to the dollop of cum dripping down her chin. She scooped it up, brought her cum coated finger between her lips, and sucked it like a cock. She smiled at the couple and then rewrapped herself with her towel, ending the show.
I wrapped myself up in my towel, stood, and opened the door for Sarah. We walked out as the awestruck couple stared at us without saying a word.
"Enjoy your sauna," Sarah said, smiling at them sexily.
We showered and met up in the lobby a few minutes later. We returned to our room to put our suits on for the beach. Sarah wore a purple thong bikini that left little to the imagination. She wore a matching purple wrap dress to cover her as we walked to the beach.
As we were walking down to the beach, we ran into a group of five women who were walking in the opposite direction. I had to do a double take because the woman leading the pack looked identical to Sarah, from her mannerisms, to her body, to her hairstyle. She looked at Sarah as we passed and did a double take as well.
"Holy shit, you never told me you had a twin sister," I said after we passed the group.
"No kidding," Sarah agreed. "I guess I have a doppelganger."
Sarah and I found a couple empty chairs on the beach and laid down to enjoy the view. Sarah took her wrap off, revealing her thong bikini. She looked around as she untied the string around her neck, letting her top fall. She applied sunscreen to her legs and arms before rubbing it into her naked breasts and pink puffy nipples. She flipped over into her stomach and handed me the bottle.
"Can you do my back?" Sarah asked.
"Of course," I replied.
I rubbed her mostly nude body with the lotion. My board shorts tightened as I savored my wife's firm body. Thinking about how her body was used just a couple days ago by Jax over and over again was getting to me. His dark hands caressing her skin and the image of her peeling the condom off before she dropped her pink pussy on him was embedded in my head.
"I still can't get the vision out of my head of you pulling Jax's condom off and dropping down on him," I whispered.
Sarah silently reflected on that moment before she replied, "Mmm, I knew how excited that would make you. His cock felt so good, and I wanted to experience all of it at that moment..."
"Buenos dias," a waitress broke us out of our trance. "Can I get you a drink?"
"Absolutely," I smiled. "I'll have a Modelo."
"And for you, senora?" the waitress asked Sarah.
"I'll have a michelada," Sarah replied.
The waitress returned five minutes later with our drinks. We sipped them while we talked and enjoyed the ocean view as the sun warmed our skin. The beach was a bit more crowded today, and several men and a few women checked out my wife's bare breasts as they walked by. We finished our drinks and decided to take a dip in the water.
I let Sarah walk in front of me so I could watch her ass shake as she walked and also to see people react to her. Several men turned their heads to look at her breasts as she bounced down to the water. They were treated to an equally dazzling view of her toned naked rear as she passed them. Her thong was a little more than a piece of string cutting between her round cheeks. The oil on her skin made her shimmer in the sunlight.
I caught up with her and held her hand as we entered the turquoise water. We waded into the deeper water, and dove under it to refresh our bodies.
Sarah looked dazzling as the water cascaded off her blonde hair. Her pink puffy nipples stiffened noticeably from the cooler water and the ocean breeze. Sarah was ravishing.
"You are so beautiful, Sarah," I told her.
"Thank you, Steve," Sarah said as we embraced in a kiss.
I felt like the luckiest man alive to have such a beautiful woman in my arms. Seeing her topless in front of the world wearing a small piece of fabric was mind-blowing, knowing how far she had come. Her bare breasts felt warm and soft against my skin, and I could feel her nipples poking into me.
"Would you have ever thought you'd be here like this?" I asked.
"Not in a million years," Sarah replied smiling. "But I'm glad I am."
"Me too," I replied, kissing her again. "I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now."
"I feel like the luckiest woman in the world," Sarah replied. "You are my world."
We made out in the ocean water for several minutes. Sarah wrapped her long legs around my waist as we held each other. I had to wait a few minutes before exiting the water for my tent to go down in my trunks. Sarah laughed at my discomfort. Her thong became fairly transparent when wet, which did not help my problem much.
We decided to have lunch at the swim-up bar. Sarah put her top back on, and we walked to the pool. The bartender gave her an appreciative look as we ordered our drinks. The triangles of Sarah's purple bikini top enhanced her breasts rather than covered them.
We enjoyed our lunch at the bar and met a couple vacationing from Canada. Like most Canadians I've met, they were very nice people. We spent the rest of the afternoon laughing and talking with them before returning to our room to get ready for dinner.
We went to a quiet dinner at one of the nicer restaurants within the resort. While we were eating, my phone rang, and it was Jax.
"Hello Jax," I answered on speaker phone.
"Hello lovebirds, how are you two doing?" Jax replied.
"We're good," Sarah replied. "What's going on with you?"
"I've been busy helping out with the wedding, which is why I wanted to talk to both of you," Jax said. "Can I meet up with you to discuss something?"
"Sure, we're at the Xaak restaurant if you want to stop by," I told him.
Ten minutes later, Jax rounded the corner and approached our table. I stood and shook his hand. Sarah hugged him as he leaned down and kissed her cheek.
"Have a seat, Jax," I told him. "What's on your mind?"
"I wasn't sure how to ask you this," Jax hesitated. "I wanted to talk to you both in person."
"That doesn't sound good," Sarah replied. "Spit it out."
"I'm trying to plan James' bachelor party, and I wanted to get some entertainment for him," Jax said nervously. "Being here in Mexico, I wasn't sure where to look, and I didn't want some nineteen year old girl stripping for a 42 year old bachelor. When I met his fiancee, Jessica, it blew me away how much she looks exactly like you, Sarah. It's like she's your twin sister."
"I think we saw her this morning," Sarah interrupted. "It had to have been her."
Jax pulled out his phone and showed Sarah the picture of Sarah's doppelganger.
"Yes, that's her," Sarah said. "Her eyes are even the same color and shape as mine."
"Yes, when I saw her, I thought I was looking at you, Sarah," Jax replied. "As I was trying to plan this party, I started thinking about how hot it would be to have you pretend to be a naughty bride for him. I can't imagine his reaction to seeing you strip for him, knowing how much you look like his future wife. I know this is asking a lot from both of you, but is there any way you could do it?"
"I don't know, Jax," Sarah replied. "I know I've been prancing around in the buff for most of this vacation, but stripping for a group of men at a bachelor party seems like too much. And without Steve there. No way."
"Steve can come as your security guard," Jax explained. "And there's only five of us. It's a small wedding party."
The thought of my wife stripping for five men had my pants tightening at the table. Sarah was a hell of a dancer, and I could only imagine how good she'd look stripping at a bachelor party.
"I think you should do it, Sarah," I blurted.
"You really want me to be a stripper now, Steve?" Sarah responded, looking agitated.
"You are so beautiful, and I can only imagine how much the groom would love to see you strip for him," I argued. "You look just like his bride to be. You could just strip down to your panties. That wouldn't be showing more than you have on the beach this week."
"I know, it's just so intimate," Sarah said, starting to give in. "What would I wear?"
"That's the thing," Jax said. "There's a bridal shop not far from here that sells dresses. I'll go with you tomorrow to help pick out a dress. There's a lingerie store there too, and I'll pay for everything to go with it."
The thought of Sarah dressing in a white wedding dress and stripping it off in front of a group of men was arousing all of us. I could see Sarah's wheels turning as she bit her lip thinking about it.
"Okay, I'll do it," Sarah replied. "But I'm only stripping down to my panties, and Steve has to be there."
"Done," Jax smiled. "I'll owe you both, big time. If you ever want to stay in San Diego, I have several Airbnb's."
"No payment needed, Jax," I replied. "What time do you want to meet in the morning?"
Later that night, Sarah and I laid in bed talking about our agreement with Jax the following day.
"I can't believe you convinced me to do this," Sarah said as she thought about what she'd have to do the next day.
"You've already been nude on the beach and even had Jax's fingers in you as people watched," I reasoned. "This will be tame in comparison."
"But this is much more intimate," Sarah argued. "I just can't believe I'm actually going to strip in front of complete strangers."
"I can't wait to watch you," I admitted.
"You would, you pervert!" Sarah laughed.
"Honestly though," I continued. "The thought of you stripping out of a wedding dress in front of a group of groomsmen does sound fucking hot."
"What if they get handsy with me?" Sarah asked, concerned. "I have a hard time when I'm around Jax. He's just so... persuasive."
"I'll be there with you," I reasoned. "Plus, you are in control."
"I know," Sarah sighed. "That scares me right now. I've lost quite a bit of that lately."
We met up with Jax at 10:00 and took a shuttle to the shopping mall. I was surprised how much it felt like we were back in the states inside the mall. It had all the major brands and of course, Starbucks.
The bridal store we went to was surprisingly expensive when I looked at the tags. The assistant helped us select a dress in Sarah's size, and she went into the dressing room to try it on.
Sarah walked out a few minutes later, wearing a flowing white flowery dress that complimented her perfectly. Her cleavage was exposed with the deep cut that went almost to her navel. She would not be able to wear a bra with the open front.
Her back was almost bare, and the dress cut to a "V" that went to an inch above the crack of her ass. A white zipper went into the middle seam. Her round ass was accentuated perfectly where it hugged her hips sexily. This dress fit her perfectly. Seeing her like this reminded me of our own wedding day 20 years earlier.
"We'll take it," Jax said.
"Are you sure, Jax?" Sarah questioned, looking at the price tag. "It's $4,000."
"You look perfect, Sarah," Jax said as he looked at her lustfully.
The clerk bagged up the dress, and Jax paid for it. We left the store and went to a shoe store to select some heels to go with the dress. We went to a Christian Louboutin store. We selected a pair of silver metallic strappy sandals with five inch heels. Sarah sat down to try the shoes on, and Jax kneeled down to help her slip them on. She parted her legs slightly presenting Jax with a view up her creamy thighs. My cock stiffened again watching him with his hands on her.
Sarah stood and walked up and down the row as we admired her long legs and round backside. The heels accentuated her legs and ass sexily.
"These are perfect," Jax said. "We'll take them."
"Are you sure, Jax?" Sarah again questioned. "These are $850."
"Absolutely," Jax replied. "And you can keep them. Just think of me whenever you wear them."
"Wow, thank you, Jax," Sarah kissed his cheek.
Next, we went to a La Perla lingerie store to complete the ensemble. Jax selected a white lace thong with a garter belt, stockings, and a lace garter. He was sparing no expense on any of these items. This set cost another $700.
"I need to try this garter belt on," Sarah said as she led us to the dressing room, shutting the door behind her.
Jax and I made small talk as Sarah tried the piece of lingerie on. The door opened again a few seconds later.
"What do you think?" Sarah said, biting her lip.
Sarah was standing in the dressing room in her garter belt and nothing else. Her pink nipples were engorged and her round breasts were pushed out towards us. The white lace of the garter belt hugged her hips snuggly. The straps framed her bald pussy nicely.
"It looks great on you, Sarah," Jax said with a look of lust in his eyes.
Sarah's face flushed as she stared back at Jax. She slowly closed the door again, leaving us speechless.
We left with all of our items in hand. Jax booked Sarah a salon appointment for a pedicure, manicure, hair styling, and makeup. Jax wanted us to arrive at his suite at 8:00. He was holding the party in his presidential suite, which had a rooftop patio.
Sarah arrived back at our room looking stunning in her white robe. Her hair was styled with white flowers woven into her golden waves. Her nails were sparkling, and her makeup made her look like only a bride does on her wedding day. It was hard to believe she was shimmering like this to strip for a group of men.
I gave Sarah a glass of wine to calm her nerves. She gulped it down quickly and asked for a refill. She dropped her robe and began putting her lingerie on, starting with her garter belt. I was amazed at how much the garter and stockings matched her dress. She pulled it up her waist and began rolling up her white stockings. Her labia looked engorged as she spread her legs while pulling her stockings up her legs. Once they were situated, she attached the garter clips. Next she stepped into her white lace panties. Finally, she added the lace garter.
"Can you help me with my dress?" Sarah asked.
"The last time we were together like this, I was removing your wedding dress, not putting it on," I smiled.
Sarah stepped into her dress and pulled it up to her shoulders. I helped her with the zipper in the back. She looked more beautiful than she did on our wedding day. She sat down, and I helped her with her heels. While on my knees, I pulled out a box and opened it.
"I thought you'd need these," I said as she looked down at the teardrop diamond earrings.
"Oh my God," Sarah gasped as she marveled at the diamonds.
I helped her put them on, and she stood to look at herself in the mirror. Sarah's beauty took my breath away. I wanted to kiss her, but I didn't want to mess up her makeup. She looked like she was 21 again on her wedding day.
"This has to be the nicest stripper ensemble ever," Sarah laughed.
Our doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. Room Service delivered a bouquet of flowers to complete her look. I felt underdressed with my slacks, shirt, and tie next to my knockout wife. Her cleavage was glimmering in the light from our room and she was almost as tall as me in her high heels. I looked at my watch, and it was ten minutes til. Sarah drank the last of her wine and we exited the room.
I knocked on Jax's suite, and he answered the door. The look on his face was priceless as he admired my beautiful wife. Their eyes locked in a lustful gaze. Jax was completely lost in her beauty and forgot why we were there for a moment.
"Oh, sorry, come in," Jax recovered. "You are gorgeous, Sarah. You are absolutely stunning."
"Oh shit, I forgot about my ring," Sarah said as she looked down at her wedding ring set. "What should I do with it?"
"Leave it on, Sarah," Jax smiled. "You are James' naughty bride tonight."
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Unforeseen Romance (part 2)
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We talked about any and everything for a week. Conversation was always easy never a dull moment or awkward silence. We were comfortable with each other so communication was great.
We met up the following week after teasing each other over the phone and craving one another by this point. I got to the house and he met me at the door with a “ Hey Babe” and a kiss. It was so sweet and romantic. Like I said before we got comfortable just like we had known each other for years not a week.
He led me to the master bedroom and to the walk through closet. (This house was being renovated.) He spread a blanket on the floor and then turned and started kissing me. He kissed me with so much passion that I wanted to foot pop (ladies you know what I’m talking about). He moved down to my neck which is an absolute panty soaker for me. The kisses continued as he started to remove my clothes.
Once naked he instructed me to lie down and spread my legs. I did as he asked. He got down on the floor between my legs as he started rubbing up my legs until he reached my already wet pussy. He slowly rubbed my lips and admired my pretty pussy. He spread me wide to examine it all. He leaned in and placed his mouth on my clit.
He started licking and sucking like I was the tastiest meal he’s ever had. I was a moaning mess within seconds. He went lower and entered his tongue between my wet folds. My body was so responsive to this man and I was building fast. He continued to move up and down my pussy until I was so wound up that I exploded with such a fast and body racking orgasm that left me shaking. He lapped up every bit of nectar my pussy offered.
He came up and kissed me and the taste of my juices just revved me up again. At this point I couldn’t wait to feel his hard throbbing cock inside of me. He slowly entered me letting me relish in the feel of every inch of him sliding inside until he hit bottom. He pulled out and thrust back in as I cried out. He was bigger than what I was used to so it was a very new and intoxicating feeling. We continued to move rhythmically as another orgasm wash through me. I was enthralled and overwhelmed at the same time.
He moved back down my body as he cleaned up the juices I had just released. Then I was flipped over on to all fours and was entered from behind. At this angle it was hitting my insides. He was thrusting into me as I was trying to crawl away. It was satisfyingly painful. Another orgasm quickly built up again and erupted. I was so confused and amazed at the same time. I have never gotten off so fast in my entire sexual life.
He continued to pound my pussy until yet another one flowed through me. He then again went down and licked me clean. At this point it was my turn so I had him lay down so I could worship this man’s beautiful cock that was covered in my nectar. I lick up his shaft that tasted so damn good covered in pussy juice. I swirled my tongue around the tip before taking him in my mouth. He was so big and long that I was gagging every time I went down. I learned that night that I could relax my throat and take him all the way in. It was so fucking hot choking on this amazing cock. Tears were rolling down my face as I continued to bob my head up and down.
I slowly crawled up his body to straddle him and slowly impaled myself. I was so turned on and my body was reacting in a way it never had before. I started rocking my hip as he grabbed my ass to help guide me up and down. I was racked by another orgasm that left me momentarily stunned and unable to move. We went on for an hour- I personally have never had a guy that could hold on that long. There were so many profanities that left my mouth that night. I was hooked and wanted more of this mouth watering man!!!
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I got fucked at a music festival in the middle of a crowd
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A few weeks ago I went to a festival with some of my friends. We had our own tent and brought lots of Molly with us cause we knew we wanted to get lit. On the first night we took like a double dose and we were rolling harddd. We hit the dance floor and I was having the best time of my fucking life.
I got looser and looser as time went on and the feeling of rubbing and grinding against different guys was amazing. I always think of festivals and raves as kinda the place to let loose and be wild so I hardly wear anything when I go. I got pretty turned on from getting all touchy with randoms that my nipples were hard as fuck and they were super visible through my shirt.
I made out with like three or four different guys before one guy took it farther then I had ever thought I would go. While he grinded on me he kept feeling my tits and at one point he put his fingers under my skirt and into my panties. That’s when I realized how fucking wet I was. Just having him touch me felt so fucking good I was clearly extremely turned on.
I didn’t want it to stop so I ground my ass even harder against him and I could feel his cock get hard as a rock. It felt big. I reached my hand around and started rubbing it through his pants. I think he took that as a sign that I was down for whatever he had in store. It was dark and chaotic around us so when he slipped his cock out of his pants and pulled my panties to the side I don’t think many people noticed.
He slid right into me and started fucking me right there in the middle of the crown. I was basically bent over leaning against other people in a packed crowd while he fucked me from behind. When he came he grabbed me around the throat and pulled me all the way against him as he came deep inside of me. It was hottttt. I didn’t even get his name and I hardly saw his face. He pulled out and I spent the rest of the night dancing and grinding with more guys with his cum leaking down the inside of my leg.
Definitely the sluttiest thing I have ever done in my life so I felt like it was fitting to share. Let me know what u thought of it I hope u enjoyed hearing about it as much as I enjoyed doing it haha.
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The Principal's Wench [M40/F18] [nc] to [con] [Mdom/Fsub]
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It was the summer before my Senior year of high school and to my surprise our ancient dowdy principal had been replaced by a handsome newcomer to our small town. Not only was he tall, but he had a ruggish handsomeness with a muscular ease to his movement. I’ve always had a thing for older men, but something about the confidence he exuded made me want him even more.
Our town has a small basketball league that many of the local men participate in, my stepfather included. It was here that I first met Mr. O’Connor and sized him up. You can tell a lot about a man by the way he plays basketball. Is he confident or shy? Does he know how to handle a ball, or is he a team player? Mr. O’Connor definitely knew his way around a court. I suspected by the bulge in his shorts, he could handle my plays just fine.
Over the next few months I made sure to wear outfits that highlighted my best ass-ets when at school and the gym. I didn’t go out of my way to touch or talk to him. I didn’t want to give myself away too easily. I maintained the facade of the innocent girl next door, but clumsy me, I dropped a lot of things and darn if I wasn’t face down, ass up whenever he happened by. He always seemed to have a smirking grin on his face when I stood up, so I hoped it was working.
The thing about having your birthday two days before Halloween is that you always have a Halloween themed birthday party. It also happened to be my mother’s favorite holiday so our family was well known for our annual Halloween/Birthday bashes. Adults in the big house and my birthday party in the pool house. This year was even grander due to my coming of age and I intended to celebrate it in all its glory.
I checked the guest list and as suspected my esteemed Principal Mr. O’Connor was on the list. I had been quite precise when choosing my costume this year. I had a short sleeve crop top blouson that highlighted my natural cleavage, amplified by a black leather vest bustier corset. Black thigh high fishnet stockings that attached to a black garter fitted tightly at my natural waist. My skirt was a number of red and white mini satin and crinoline petticoats that created an effect that when standing you could see the top of my thighs, but when bending over my backside and a g-string were revealed. To top it off I wore calf level black lace up boots with 5 inch heels and a black lace leather mask across the top half of my face.
By the time I made my entrance, the party was in full swing. I made my way through the crowd sampling champagne and hors d’oeuvres as I scanned the room. I saw Mr O’Connor across the room. It looked like some of my classmates' mothers had him trapped him in conversation. As I drew closer I saw my prey slip away towards the back of the house. Intrigued, I followed him, the sounds of the party echoing down the hallway. I saw him slip into the laundry room. I paused a few feet back, but the door stayed open. I wondered what he was doing? If he was using the bathroom he would have shut the door already. My heels slowly clicked as I made my way through the door.
A rather large room by any standards, the laundry room seemed empty as I stepped through the door. Hesitating, I took a few more steps into the room, not hearing the door as it shut and locked silently behind me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain as my wrists were gripped and pinned behind my back. Fear and excitement coursed through me. The predator had become the prey and I could feel my pussy gush from the exhilaration.
Leaning down he whispered in my ear, “You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?” I gasped at the sound of his voice and held my breath.
With his left hand gripping my wrists, his other hand groped at my breasts, pulling my bra down exposing my nipples. He started pinching and pulling at them. Unable to answer his question, I moaned at his touch, my body a jumble of emotions and sensations. No one had ever controlled me like this, and I loved every second of it.
He asked me again, this time in a firmer voice. “You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?” He pinched my nipple again.
“Yeess” I managed to moan out
“That’s right. You’ve been such a tease.” He continued groping and teasing my nipples. I couldn’t help but moan, my pussy was so wet by this point I was leaking and covering my outer lips. He continued, “always bending over and putting your ass in the air when I’m around. You act like such a good girl, but I know, you’re a pretty little slut who needs to be fucked.”
It felt like electricity running through my clit and pussy. How did he know?! He then instructed me to bend over and mindlessly I obeyed. He moved to my left side slowly rubbing and groping my ass. Without warning I heard a smack and a sudden jolt of pain. I nearly stumbled, but his left hand holding my wrists behind my back steadied me.
“Yes, that’s right, always with your ass in the air. Your ass deserves to be smacked for all the teasing you’ve been doing.”
I cried out as he spanked me several more times. My juices dripped down my legs at this point, he chuckled as he rubbed the outside of my pussy and felt how slick I was.
“You are a dirty little slut. You’re so wet and I haven’t even touched your pussy yet.” I trembled as he smacked my ass again. Multiple fingers entered my pussy, fucking me. I couldn’t help but move my hips to match his rhythm, my ass bobbing, his fingers felt so good inside of me. Just as I was getting close to cumming he stopped, released me and instructed me to stand. Breathlessly I raised myself to a standing position and turned to face him, my ass stinging and pussy aching.
“So what kind of slutty Halloween costume is this supposed to be?” he asked me, motioning to my outfit. He grabbed my mask and pulled it off revealing my face.
Gaining some coherency I said, “it’s supposed to be a Tavern Wench. How … How did you know it was me?”
That grin again, “It’s not like you blended in. Every man in that room had his eyes on you.” He stepped towards me. “It’s clear you belong at the party for you and your friend’s across the way.” His right hand grazed the outer lips of my pussy. “But you’re not interested in any of the boys over there are you though?” I gasped and shook my head as his fingers penetrated my lower lips and coated his fingers in my juice. “No, I didn’t think so. The games you like to play are more grown up aren’t they?” He had found my clit now, I moaned out “Uh-huh” as I nodded my head.
“I thought so. I’m so glad you followed me tonight. I’m going to ask you a few questions now and you can just nod or shake your head if you can’t respond. Is that okay? It’s important to me that you want this too.” He stopped and withdrew his hand. I whimpered with my disapproval, “yes, yes, please,” I begged. To my relief his fingers went back to stroking my clit. I moaned in approval and placed my hand on his chest to steady myself.
“Based on your body’s response tonight, I would say that you enjoy being dominated. Do you agree?” His fingers stopped moving, I quickly nodded, his fingers resumed and my breathing became more rapid. “Good, good girl,” he said. “If you agree, I will take you under my wing this year and help you explore the depth of your depravity. Would you like that?” I nodded and moaned.
His fingers slowed causing my hips to move forward in an effort to meet his fingers. We stayed here for a minute slowly building, my heart was beating so fast, I could barely breathe and then sweet release. His fingers tapped my clit as I leaned into him, leaving me in a state of euphoria, moaning, gripping his shirt in my hand, the other gripping his arm with his finger on my clit. Steadying myself so as not to collapse under all the pleasure I was feeling. The tapping stopped and he removed his hand licking my juices from his fingers.
“Mmmm, you taste so sweet.” He put his hands on my hips and stepped away, looking down at me, he said, “I can see you’ll be an eager slut for me to train. That is, if that’s what you want. That is what you want, right?”
I nod, “yes, sir.”
“Good, that’s a good girl.” He said as he kissed me on the top of my head.
Thus began my year of slut training. To be Continued . . .
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LOS, episode 14. The Ceremony of the Origin [20 to 40yo] [F/M] [Femdom, Fantasy, Extreme, Ceremony]
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My beloved readers...
I am back! Yes. 2022 had was a complicated year in many ways. Good things araised, not so good ones also. Time to write and collaborate with artists was very hard to find. But let's go to what is important!
A new story is here.
Long time back, Episode 5 of my Last Orgasm Serum Serie (LOS) described a ceremony for Sanjana Goddess: a young lady became a Queen. In this hidden temple, where a mysterious group of powerful females venerate their Goddess and belive in Female Supremacy principles, male are reduce to slavery. Mere tools to produce sperm to be extracted and used as human tributes for Sanjana. And today, an important ritual is about to take place... Magic, Female Domination, slaves, death and treason.
[LOS, episode 14. The Ceremony of the Origin (click on the title)](https://madamefemdom.wordpress.com/2023/01/24/los-episode-14-the-ceremony-of-the-origin/)
Enjoy the read and the illustrations! I will be happy to know your comments and opinions. Be sure to read the story completely naked...
It's free, it is open, I do these writings because I enjoy writing these stories. So please, simply enjoy it, comment it (this is what I like the most), and if you want to share, use the original link.
Statement: no minors appear in the sotry. All characters are at least 18+. Neither animals.
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This morning my husband cam in my backdoor [mf]
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He held me and kissed me. His finger stimulated me. My hand wrapped around his cock. I love him and he loves me. His finger was getting me closer and closer.
I asked, "Do you want to take me from behind?"
He said, "No. I want to be on top."
He raised up on his knees and moved between my legs. I took over rubbing my clit as he grabbed the lube from the side table.
"I'm going to have your ass this morning." He said.
I remember when I first saw his erection. We were making out on a couch in a friend's basement. He got erect and I saw it pressing against his pants. I couldn't believe the size.
On our wedding night, I cried when he took my cherry. I couldn't ride him and he couldn't take me from behind - his cock was took big!
Now I love it! But it hurts in my butt.
My legs were spread and he pressed his head against my sphincter. I imagined he'd pulled back his foreskin as he pressed in. I rubbed myself and took a deep breath.
"Ahhh ahhh! Please go slow!" I said.
And with a push, his large head was in my butt. Oh it hurt but also felt amazing. Slowly he push in an inch and pulled back. Oh I was in heaven, but it needed more lube.
"Baby, more lube please?!?" I asked.
He pulled his cock back and it almost made a pop sound. He applied a generous amount of gel lube to the top of his penis and then he returned it to my butt hole. It went in very smooth this time and he passed further an inch or so.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! Baby, easy! It's very hard!" I cried.
He pulled back a little and slowly humped my ass with just an ounce of two. Oh, did it feel amazing! I kept rubbing myself.
"Ok honey, a little more. But please go slow."
He pressed deeper but took his time. Not only is he blessed with length and it's also thick as a corn dog. And now I was getting close!
"Oh honey, yes! I'm... I'm... I'm going to CUM! AHHHH!!! OHHH! YES! FUCK MY ASS!!!" I shouted as I orgasmed!
When I caught my breath I realized he was almost all the way in my ass. I still can't believe it can all fit in there. My hand reached around my leg and I rubbed his balls. Then he cam. I felt his cock twitching and my rectum was filled with warm cum. He leaned in and kissed me again.
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I [22M] had my first time sex with a man in a glory hole
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Before i start with my story i want say that i am not a native englisch speaker so my grammar is not always correct. But i still hope you can enjoy reading my story and yes it it all true and really happed.
So this is my story of me experiencing gay sex for the first time and falling in love with it. This all happened a while ago and at that time i thought i was a normal straight man. Well not really normal. I always was courious about having sex with a man so it’s more that i was bi courious. I was 22 years old and never had sex in my life so i really want that to explore but didn’t know how.
I found that in my near like an hour away is a glory hole. So i wanted to go there and lose my virginity. But it was not as i could imagine, it was even way better. At first when i arrived i noticed that there was only man and no women. And i was a little scared to go to a hole and stuck my cock in it to get it sucked. I set on a couch to think of what to do and then a man set near me and talk to me. He was not sexy but somehow he looked cute in a way. He looked like he was in his mid 30s or so. We introduced ourself shortly and then he asked me if i want to have a little fun with him. I was scared and told him i have no sexual experience so far and i don’t know if i even like man. After we talked for a while about it he made clear that he is a good guy and he wanted to help me with my first time. I was still a little scared but i was also very horny now.
So we went to a room in wich you can lay on a bed like thing. He said i should sit down and just relax so that he could go on his knees in front of me. Slowly he opens my pants and put them down. I now sad there in my underwear with my allready hard cock. And it was also a bit wet. He then put down my underwear and saw my fully hard cock. I was horny but still a bit afraid. He then started to touch my cock and stroke it. It was an amazing feeling. I laid back and just enjoyt it. After a while he started to give me a blowjob. I never fellt that good before. But not long in it before i would cum he stopped. He new that i was close and wanted that i stay horny.
Now i wanted to also give him a blowjob. So he sad down and i was now on my knees. I put down his pants and underware and had his hard throbbing cock in front of my face. It was long and thick. I don’t know how big he really was but it was beutifull to watch. My mouth started to watering but i first started to give him hand. I never fellt a cock in my hand before and it was such a nice feeling. It’s hard and soft at the same time. I couldn’t jerk him long until i put my mouth on his cock. It was like i was in haven because it tasted so good. I tried to give him a good head and do what girls do in porn. After a while he started to moan and said naoughty things to me so i though i did a good job. I don’t know for how long i sucked him but i enjoyed every second of it.
He then stopped me and told me i was good in it and seems like it enjoy it. I then ask him if he want to fuck me. At this point i was so horny and want the full experience. He ask me if i was prepared for it and if i really want to do that. I sad yes and i really was prepared for anal sex. At home i sometimes played a little with my ass and also had a small dildo. So he told me first to go fully naked and then turn around and on all fours. He put on some lube he had an started to rub my hole a little. It was a wired but also good feeling and with time it just got better. I even started to moan a little. He talked a little dirty with me to know how bad i want to get fucked by him and it was great. So he stopped fingering me and put on a condome and more lube. At that time i knew from that point it’s no going back but i really wanted it.
So he slowly pushed his cock on my hole. It felt so great. Slowly it’s going inside of me. He went further and slowly started fucking me. At first i felt a bit pain. He told me to just relax it will get better. And after a while it got better, from pain to plesure. When he heard i started moaning a little he got deeper and faster. And the plesure even got better i and moand louder. So he fucked me in doggy for a while and it felt amazing. At a point he stoppt and told me to turn around and lay on my back. I did and he fucked me in misonary. I looked in his eyes while he fucked me and just needed to ask him if we could kiss. immediately he kissed me.
It was my first ever kiss with a guy and my fist kiss since i was about 10 years old or so. It was fantastic and i fellt like i was in heaven. I needed to moan while he fucked and kissed me because it felt that good. And then within a moment i just cummed. He looked at me and saw it. He told me it seems like i found my true nature. In that moment i was in pure bliss i never felt that way before. He fucked me really hard and fucked every drop of cum out of me. Then he also started cumming in my ass with a condom.
He pulled his cock out and i got on all fours to put of the condom and cleaned his cock with my mouth. He fingered my now stretched hole and it seems and felt like it would gape. I also tased his cum from his slowly getting softer cock. His cum tasted salty and bitter but i really liked it somehow. We stood up, cleand ourselfs and got dressed. We talked a little and then we sad goodbye. At last he told me he really haf much fun and even it was my first time it was like i was made for that. And it seems like i lived every minute of it.
On my way home i though about what just happend all the time. But I also thought about my future. Does it mean if i enjoyed it that much that i am gay ? I even thought of having a boyfriend who would fucked me a lot. Whenever or not i was gay now i just had a fantastic experience. I know i just wanted to have sex again with a guy. And that’s my story about my first time having gay sex. I often have to think about it. And i nowadays also want to have a boyfriend. A lovey man to kiss cuddle and to have sex with. Even i something thing about girls and having a relationship with a girl. I more want to have a boyfriend now and it seems like i am gay man now and i kid of like that.
I hope you liked my story and if you have any thoughts or questions you want to ask me i am all open for that whenever in the comments or on my dm‘s 😘
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[M/S] My son found my OF account - Update
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I didn't think my son would bring it up again but today he called and asked if he could take a look for curiousitys sake. It was honestly kind of cute how nervous he sounded. So I asked if I should send him some more pictures or if he just wanted my account details so he could take a look for himself but warned him that there would be explicit stuff as well. He said he didn't want to be weird or freak me out right away so he opted for some more samples.
I did search out some of my favourite more tame ones in underwear and topless ones and sent them his way. Shortly after he said that he understood why so many people follow me and that those look amazing. I'm always a sucker for compliments so I thanked him and said he should feel lucky as I don't give out freebies normally.
He said he really feels lucky and asked what I usually post so I said I post daily random nudes and sometimes also masturbation videos. I also mentioned that I do custom content and chats in which I had some weirder experiences. He asked me to elaborate and I said during quarantine guys paid me to chat with them just so they don't feel lonely without anything sexual involved which was super sad.
He said he guesses that's when OF got big as it feels so interactive and during that time he only saw creators post on reddit but didn't support anyone but when he did he only did it forthe sexual part. I agreed and said that's the usual reason people join so if they get their jollies out of it and pay it's a win/win for everyone. He said that I treat it very professionally and I said that it still is fun to be seen as desireable especially in my age but it's not like I really flirt with every random dude there and that's just a persona that ends after the time limit they paid but some are super generous. He said that I still look amazing with or without clothes and my personality just makes me even more of a catch.
He asked me what has been the most I got and I said I did get a 500 Dollar donation just for ten minutes of naked chatting with them which seemed to suprise him. I told him that sex sells so I try my best to cater to my subscribers the best I can but could end anytime I wanted if anything interferes with it. He was overall very understanding and said that it's just normal that people want to get off and that everyone does it one way or another. I agredd and said that I'd do it anyway so why not make some money with it. He said it's easier for females in that regard and that guys will show their dick just for the hope of someone seeing it. I joked that he seems experienced and so he stumbled that he may have a nice dick but not eveery random person has to see it.
I said I understood aand didn't wanna pry anymore as he seemed a bit flustered talking about his dick to his mom so I tried changing the topic to having to post another selfie if he wants to be the first one that sees it. He said he'd be honored and I asked him to wait until I made a picture in the kitchen. I won't go into detail there for safety reasons but he made sure to tell me that it was a super hot photo so that seemed like he approved it and I uploaded it and my subs shared his opinion. Most of the following conversation was uneventful but in the end I shared my account details if he wanted to keep following as I don't want my sweetheart to waste his money on me. He said he'd think about it and after the conversation I felt super horny and decided to film myself masturbating so I'll have some more content and feel good so two birds with one stone.
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How she paid the rent [F22/M25] [masturbation] [sex]
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“Go see what the hell she wants,” the text message said, “If it’s anything other than giving you $950, then tell her to pack her shit and get outta there.”
So I drove to the apartment, the one my father owned and had me manage. He and Mom spent all their time down in the Caribbean, “enjoying their retirement,” they said. That left me to be their personal servant, doing all the work of finding renters and fixing leaks and repairing air conditioners and listening to tenant complaint after complaint after complaint. And if it were up to me, I’d fix shit up. Lord knows my dad makes enough rent off his three eight-plexes to afford it.
But it’s not up to me. So I sighed and parked my twenty-year-old Honda in the spot reserved for ‘manager’ — basically the only perk of the job — and trudged up the stairs. The paint was peeling, the wood rickety and starting to crack. I made a mental note to add this to the handyman list. It was a long list.
I passed the identical doors, numbered twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two. The numerals were made from cheap brass and tacked on with small nails.
Here it was, twenty-three. I knocked.
“What?” the voice rang through the door. The window was closed, the slats pulled across.
“Landlord,” I sighed, “You said you needed to meet?”
“Oh, yeah. Come in.”
I turned the knob and pushed open the door, knowing what I’d see. A cheap, dingy apartment with a low ceiling and cheap carpet where there wasn’t cheap linoleum. And filling the space would be the tenant’s equally cheap furniture and cheap decorations.
But as I stepped inside, although the cheapness was there, the tackiness was not. She’d managed to arrange the hand-me-down couch and particle-board cabinets and plywood tables into a surprisingly tasteful configuration, with an array of real potted plants that brought a freshness to the air, and carefully-placed wall hangings that made the space feel bigger than it was.
“Uh, hello?” I said, not seeing anyone.
“You’re not the landlord.”
I had missed her. She was low to the ground, reclining on a beanbag chair. It was tucked in between a bookshelf and desk, with a small reading lamp nearby. It’s illumination was focused down, on the book next to her.
“Uh,” I stumbled, “I– I assure you, I’m the landlord.”
“No,” she shook her head, “The landlord’s an old guy. Gray hair. You’re just a kid.”
I grinned nervously. Who was she calling me a kid? She couldn’t have been been any older than me. “Oh, that’s my dad. He’s, um, put me in charge, I guess.”
She frowned. “You guess?”
“Well, no. For real. That was him you were emailing, but he told me to come over and see what it was you needed. He, um, said you were behind on the rent, too. Um…”
“Oh, am I?” She rolled forward, swinging off the beanbag and standing up in one leap. If I had tried that maneuver, I’d have fallen on my face, but she pulled it off with elegance.
“Err, uh, yes.”
“If you’re going to be a landlord,” she said, “You gotta toughen up. Otherwise your tenants will walk all over you. I’m Kimberly, by the way.” She was a head shorter than me, with auburn hair long and straight, and a thin, nimble figure in a snug, red dress. I was powerfully attracted to her. She held her hand out.
“Paul,” I said, shaking it. Her skin was warm and soft, and her eye gleamed with a knowing glint. I felt awkward and clumsy in her presence, not knowing what to do with a girl like her.
“Come,” she said, “Sit with me. I want to show you something.”
“Ok.” Right then, I would have followed her anywhere, but all that was required was a few feet into the corner of the apartment she’d made her dining room.
I sat in the chair she indicated while she took the one across from it. A backpack was on the far end of the table, and she slid a sheet of paper from it and set it down in front of me. “This is a ledger,” she said, “Of all the repairs I’ve had to perform on this crappy apartment, and how much I expect to be reimbursed.”
“Uhh…” I said, dumbly.
“You can see that I’ve had to clean the exhaust duct above the stove, rewire the refrigerator’s water supply, repair the countertop that was barely attached, replace the weather-sealing on the door and windows, and resurface the bathtub. In this column, you can see the amount I spent on materials, and here you can see what I’ve estimated as the labor costs. It’s a fair rate, I think you’ll agree.”
I rubbed the side of my head. “I… uh…” It was indeed a fair rate, and the amounts she was listing were in line with what I knew the items to cost. Yet, to get a break on the rent, this arrangement would’ve had to have been approved in advance.
She continued, “And so, you can see if you subtract all this from the nine-fifty I owe, what’s left is two-twenty-four and thirty-two cents, or let’s say two-twenty-five to make it easy.”
I furrowed my brow. “Did my dad say this was ok, for you do to this?”
She considered me, her eyes bright and calculating. “I thought you were the landlord now, not your father.”
“I… I am.”
“I can show you any of the work listed, if you want to inspect it. Just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fix things.”
“No no! It’s not that, it’s just…”
“What?” she said, “What is it just?”
“I don’t know, I’m just taking it all in.”
She smirked. “I see. You should know that I’m studying to be a lawyer. I’m not a lawyer yet, still quite a ways from it of course. But I am learning things about our legal system, especially the landlord-tenant aspects, and I’d welcome an opportunity to try my new knowledge out in courts.”
I shook my head and groaned. This was getting worse and worse. “It–it won’t come to that.”
“There’s one other thing,” she said.
I looked up, meeting her eyes and their smirking smugness. “What?”
“The two-twenty-five I owe you? I’d like to pay it through barter.”
“Barter?” my voice squeaked. I looked around. “Bartering what?”
“This,” she said. She pushed her chair back from the table and lifted her knee up to her chest. She planted her foot on her chair, just to the side of her butt. The maneuver hiked her dress up, giving me a view of her crotch. She wore no panties, and her pussy was bare and tight and puffy.
My breath caught, my eyes bulged.
She flicked her pussy lips to the side, and I stared as they sprung back into place, taut and firm.
I whimpered.
“I’m waxed,” she said, “And I’ve bleached my ass. It’s where I spent my rent money, actually. Think it was worth it?” And as she played with herself, she slid down in the chair, giving me a view of her tight pucker.
I was frozen in place — under her spell — completely out of my element. What was I supposed to do here? I had no idea. Instead of responding, I stared.
She thumbed her clit and slid her index finger inside herself, moaning. She was really getting into it, not just putting on a show, but truly getting herself off. Her pussy grew wet as she masturbated, glistening and oozing fluid down onto her asshole. She rubbed it in, groaning and biting her lower lip.
I was transfixed, unmoving despite my breath coming heavier, my vision tunneling down to just this cute girl.
She stroked her clit, her chest heaving, her cheeks growing flush. “What would you think if I made myself cum? Would you like that?”
“Yes,” I hissed.
“Good,” she groaned, fucking herself with two fingers while massaging her clit. Her moans took on a deeper tone, coming quicker and quicker, and her pussy began spasming, then her asshole. She didn’t slow down, her fingers continuing their pace as her thighs quivered.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I sprung up and around the table and knelt down in front her, buying my face in her crotch. I licked up her pussy and sucked down her clit, spreading my slobber all over her inner thighs and pussy lips.
“Eat my ass,” she moaned.
I’d never done that before, never even thought I would, but I was in the moment. So I dropped my tongue lower, licking her pucker, then dragging my tongue up to her pussy before going back down for a second pass.
She loved it, grabbing my hair, her fists frantic and harsh as they pulled me into her.
I ate her out, finishing off what she’d started with her fingers, glancing up at her to see the arousal distorting her cute features.
She tensed and relaxed, her body falling back into the chair. I stood up, guiding her over, bending her across the table. I bunched her dress up at her waist and stood behind her. I pulled my cock out and bounced it against her ass.
“Condom!” she panted, pointing at her backpack.
I pulled her bag over and she fished one out, and with my cock properly dressed, I shoved myself into her. She was tight and hot and perfect and my dick was in heaven. I grabbed her ass, pumping myself into her, watching her pussy lips stretch around my girth, watching her asshole twitch. I thumbed it as my hips pounded into her.
“Oh, fuck yes,” she moaned, the table scootching on the ground beneath her, knocking over the chair on the opposite side, ruining her apartment’s feng shui.
I knew I was near, so I pulled her up, cupping her tits as I held her against my chest. Her hair splayed in my face, her scent filled my nose. It was impossibly hot, and I came, my hips bucking into her, the ecstasy washing through me a wave of cold relief. “Fuck,” I groaned eloquently.
I collapsed back into her chair, and, leaning against her table, she looked down at me. “That was fun.”
“I shouldn’t have done that,” I shook my head, “I’m going to get in so much trouble.”
“With who? Your girlfriend?”
I blinked. “My dad. The rent.” I wandered into her kitchen, throwing away the condom and washing my hands.
“What?” she said, “Who cares about that? You’ll figure something out.”
I looked at her, her clothes still disheveled, her hair still askew. “Are you going to pay your rent, like, with money next month?”
Her eyebrows lifted, and the beginnings of a smile emerged on her lips before slowly spreading out, taking over her whole face. “You didn’t have a good time?”
“I’ve never done that before, you know, paid for sex. Is two-twenty-five even a fair price?”
At that, she burst into laughter. “I have no idea. I’m not a prostitute. You were just cute and I could tell into me and I wanted to fuck. Worked out pretty well, I’d say.”
I had crossed her apartment to make my exit, but I lingered in her doorway. “Next month, I need the rent for real.”
“Yes, sir,” she giggled, eyes gleaming, “But you’ll have to come pick up the check in person.”
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Getting Steamy with my professor 1
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The clock was slowly inching towards 3 o’clock. The chemistry professor was still taking
a class, but I paid no attention to it. I was zoned out. “Vignesh! Vignesh!” I heard
someone call out my name, but it was all just background noise.
Suddenly a hard thump on my desk. It was the chemistry Ma’am. “Living in your dream
world again? Come to my desk after 3,” she told me. “Let’s call it a day and finish the
assignments when you come on Monday,” she announced to the rest of the class,
grinning at me.
I was so tired already, and she only worsened my day. “Dude, the rest of us would pay
to have alone time with Kavya ma’am,” said the boy next to me.
“Of course you would, you fucking virgin,” I told myself but acted like I didn’t pay
attention to him. After the bell rang, I went to the canteen instead of following her.
Then the restroom, and after 20 minutes, I decided to head to her desk.
Following a teacher’s order obediently is something I have never done since middle
school. She was alone in the staff room, correcting some answer sheets. “Wow! Look
who finally decided to show up,” she said mockingly. She removed her glasses and put
her pen in the drawer.
“Sit down,” she pointed at a chain in front of her. “I know breakups can be hard, but-“My breakup is my personal issue. I don’t want to discuss it with you right now,” Isnapped. I didn’t want to talk about it with my closest friends, let alone with a teachingstaff. I realized I shouldn’t have snapped at her like that, but she just smiled.“Right, I know that. But it is my job to make you pass your exams. Your grades havebeen the worst ever since whatever happened,” she told me. “Well, I haven’t been thebrightest student before that,” I replied. “Yes, but you never failed your tests,” she said.She has a point. It is true that the breakup affected my studies and sports a lot. I am thecollege football team captain. So I always used that as an excuse for the low grades, Iscored. But failing tests is something new.“Okay, yes, the breakup has been hard,” I shook my head and admitted. I felt a suddenchange in her face, like she felt sorry for me. She put her hand above mine to comfortme. Someone’s pity was the last thing I needed, but it didn’t feel like the end of theworld.“You can come to my house. For special class, you know. You still have a whole monthleft before your finals,” she told me. “I don’t want to be a burden, ma’am. Don’t worry,I’ll pass the exams,” I told her. “It won’t be a burden, trust me. I want to help you,” sheinsisted.I didn’t want to come off as a rude asshole when she was genuinely nice to me, so Iagreed. She sent me her location on WhatsApp and asked me to start today. I wenthome and gave it some thought. I decided I’d go to her house today. I didn’t bothertelling any of my friends because I knew they’d freak out.Almost everyone in our college has a crush on Kavya ma’am, students and professors.And she is indeed beautiful. She always wore a saree. It’s like a dress code for femaleprofessors. But the way she dresses is always enchanting.She made sure the colour of the saree contrasted with her milky white skin. She alwayswore backless blouses. She showed only the right amount of her waist, not too much ortoo little. She’s in her mid 20’s, but she married last year.It was easy to find her house. She lived in the city centre, but the street was a littleisolated. The house had two floors, and it was big. ‘Ramachandran. V’ the nameplatebeside the gate read. Below that, the word advocate was written. That made sense. Herparents found a rich guy and made her marry him.I rang the bell from outside the gate, and it automatically opened. There was a BMWparked inside and her yellow Vespa. She was waiting for me with the front door open with a smile.
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Sex in the Movie Theater [MF]
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The movie theater by us has those wide reclining seats. Each pair of recliners has an arm rest that lifts up, which basically turns it into the size of a small bed. We made sure to choose a no-name movie in the middle of the day and chose the seats in the upper corner.
She always claims to be cold, so she brought a blanket with her. We quickly got comfortable under the blanket. She decided she wanted to cuddle, so she pushed her ass against me. When she wiggled it against my dick, I knew it was time.
My hand reached up to grab her tits. She pushed her ass back and wiggled it side to side. I went up under her shirt, under her bra, and began to play with her nipples.
She reached back and pulled my dick out from my joggers. She rubbed it up and down while I played with her boobs. I let go of them and started to lower her leggings just under her ass. She looked around, spit on her hand, and rubbed it on the tip of my dick.
She grabbed my dick and guided into her pussy. I wanted nothing more than to grab her hips and ram my cock into her, but needed to be as discreet as possible.
I reached back up, grabbed her tits, and began to thrust as slowly as possible. She kept moving her ass back and forth. Any time we saw someone in front of us twitch or move, we’d completely stop. When that happened, she would squeeze my dick with her pussy, and I would try to twitch my dick inside her.
I tapped her hips and she knew what that meant. She got up a little, I adjusted the recliner, and she laid on my lap. Her face was using my thighs as a pillow. She then pulled my dick out and started to suck on it. She positioned the blanket to where nobody could see her.
She cupped my balls and sucked my dick. She then let go of my balls and rubbed the length while her lips where around the tip. She jerked me off until I came in her mouth. Like a good girl, she swallowed every last drop. She took a sip of soda and then cuddled up next to me to finish the movie.
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Having sex with my boyfriend in the family beach house
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This story happened last year in december, me and my boyfriend’s family (including aunts, uncles and cousins were staying in the family beach house which is this big beach house that the entire family shares. My boyfriend’s family was going to celebrate Christmas on the beach house and they invited me to come along, obviously I accepted and I came to the beach house and was given a bed in my boyfriend’s room. I couldn’t have that much alone time with my boyfriend considering that his whole family and his cousin’s girlfriends were all there and I didn’t want them to catch us doing something frisky. The next morning I woke up around 4:00 AM only to find my boyfriend awake watching some Christmas movie on the TV. I got off my bed and into his and cuddled with him while we watched the movie which led to him getting hard. I felt his boner rubbing my ass. I was wearing a nighty dress that I had brought with me and I started moving and it started getting harder and my boyfriend asked me if I really wanted to do this here and I said it was worth the risk, he smirked and I laid on the bed and he pulled my panties off and he started to eat me out using his tongue to lick me all over. I moaned and covered my mouth to avoid getting heard and I got so wet. Once he was done I pulled his boxers down and started giving him a blowjob which lasted around 15 minutes until he cummed in my mouth. I laid on the bed again after that and he started to rub his dick against the entrance of my pussy very slowly until it went in which made me gasp and I had to cover my mouth and he started moving back and forth and then took his shirt off as he punded me. I put my hand on his abs and covered my mouth with the other. He lowered his face and kissed me while still moving on top of me. He started to move faster than before and after a few minutes he started to moan and groan and I felt him cum inside me and then we changed positions to me riding him until he cummed again. We both fell on the bed exhausted and breathing heavily, the adrenaline and rush from getting caught had made us so horny that we repeated it again after we had rested for a while. After finishing having sex we went down the stairs to have breakfast with the rest of my boyfriend’s family. No one knew anything and my panties were soaked in cum. It was so worth it at the end and I don’t regret a thing.
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Making out with my guy bestfriend...
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Me and my guy bestfriend decided to go to a party at our another friends house. We were too tipsy, so he decided to invite me to his place. When we got to his place, we had another few drinks and then we suddenly feel this kind of hot emotions that we realized we were clinging into each other. We found ourselves making out and we were both too tipsy to stop .
He then started to caress like no one ever did before. I felt the urge to continue, he take off my dress and started to suck on my nipples. A part of me was still a bit unsure if making out with my bestfriend was a good idea … But then he started to touch my pussy, I was shocked but it felt really good by how well he knew how to please a woman . His tongue movements got faster and faster and faster until I let out a long moan and came . He kept going with the same speed, my moan is so loud and i felt heavenly and i tell you it was really really good! And after a minute I found myself squirting all over his face . I felt so embarrassed but God i loved the feeling so we ended up fucking. The next day, we never talked about what happened but i know deep inside that he loved it and we going to do that again somehow. LOL.
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POV You invite me over [M20/M50]. [Mutual Masturbation]
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POV you invite me over
POV you invite me over. [ Me- 20 years old, hwp runners build, shorter, cut, nicely shaped 7” cock]
After a couple of emails we agree to meet, you invite me to your house.
I pull up and park out front, and come up to the door. As I approach, you have been waiting for me and you open the door letting me in.
As soon as the door closes, I remove all of my clothes and leave them in a pile by the door. As agreed. The freedom of being naked, paired with the knowledge of whats to come has me excited and I am already rock hard standing there naked in the entry of your home. You lead me to a back living room and have me sit on the couch, next to which you have positioned a wooden chair, where you sit.
You remove your pants and have me lay back. You start rubbing all over my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my bare skin from my next to my toes. The attention has me riled up and literally dripping pre-cum, which you wipe off of my cock tenderly, making me taste it.
You start to stroke my cock and play with my nipples and I reach out and take your cock in my hand, stroking you in return.
We carry on this way for a minute or two before you have me get up, turn around on the couch and show you my ass. You start to squeeze my cheeks, spreading them to expose my hole. But today isnt for my ass.
You have me lay back on the couch, this time with my knees bent up, legs spread as far as I can get them and you go back to my cock with one hand, balls in the other.
After a minute you get out some lube and apply it to my pulsing cock, making me even hornier. You stroke my a few times and i wriggle in enjoyment, putting one foot on the back of the couch, the other hanging off the front. You take the hint and move the hand that was tugging on my balls to my ass, using the newly added lube to make your middle finger quite slippery around my hole.
I feel what is happening and moan my ascent, pushing my hips out further to give you easy access to my cock AND asshole. You take full advantage and stick your middle finger in, right to the knuckle. I gasp and react at first, but with a moment of getting used to it i moan in pleasure and allow you to continue working my hard cock, now sliding your finger in and out of my hole, rubbing around every time you pull out.
You lean in and suck one of my nipples for a second and then lean over and whisper “can you take a second finger?”
My head is swimming, but i nod yes and reach my hands down to my cheeks, spreading them apart so you have better access. I feel your first finger starting to probe around, and when youve gotten it sufficiently wet with lube, you insert both of your first two fingers.
Start finger fucking me in earnest, working my cock and asshole with some vigor. I moan and gyrate, i reach up and start stroking your cock again.
After a minute you stand up, take your own cock back and aim it at my chest, unloading string after string of warm cum all over my stomach and chest.
You wipe your hands clean of your cum, reapply a squirt of lube, and continue working me off, now with your cum dripping down my sides.
It doest take long before I unleash, pumping my hips up as you finger me and stroke my pulsing cock, sending my own cum in ropes joining yours. I quiver as I finish my orgasm.
You get up, wipe your hands clean and hand me the towel. I clean myself, and walk my naked ass to the front entry to get dressed again.
We agree to meet again, and I head my way out.
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[M/s] I need help
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I(18) wanna get with my mom(51). I get very nervous and back myself outta it, but I know I wanna. I need help getting advice on starting off, yk. I would really appreciate it.
My mom is short and a bbw(which I find hott), divorced and single, to my knowledge not sexually active but idk
I'm about 6ft and kinda bulky, I'm single, not super sexually active
We live together alone, but I an not always at the house, and our relationship is pretty good
Im not 100% sure what else to add so if any more info is needed, tell me
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[f/d] safe, happy and in love
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Dad and I have officially been together for a bit now and i honestly never thought I could feel this way about anyone.
When he enters me, I feel complete and whole. When he holds me close, I feel safe and secure. And when we fall asleep together, I feel as if everything is how it's supposed to be.
We discussed our feelings and I'm pleased to report they're mutual. He told me he was so afraid I wouldn't want to be with him and I kissed him all over.
Also, it feels really good when he finishes inside me. I don't know if it would be that way with anyone else. He's had a vasectomy so it's safe and fun. Neither one of us wants kids. (also he went to his doctor a few months back and had a test done and the vasectomy is still good. )
I also have been trying to learn how to go down on him. It's not easy because he's quite big but he's been very encouraging. I really want to please him!
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I [F25] fucked my cousin's husband [m37] [FM]
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First time posting here, plz be kind.....
This happened last year around Christmas. Usually all family and extended family gets together at my uncle's villa. He's a lawyer and his wife is an architect (she designed the villa) so they have a lot of money and a huge house that can host a lot of people over. It's always been their dream and they made it work. I love going there because it always feels like a holiday and they even have warmed floors and a pool!
I had this feeling that something had changed between my cousin and her hubby (we can call him Tommy), they seemed a little bit too bored or distant than when I saw them last summer. I asked my cousin and she said everything was fine, and was a little annoyed. Well, I like gossip lol so I asked Tommy and after insisting he said something along the lines or "I don't feel like I'm a priority in Bela's life". Whoa ok, so he's unhappy. I started wondering if my cousin didn't like him anymore. He was super hot to me, to be honest. Tanned skin, dark hair, dark eyes and these super hot cheekbones... not to mention his body, he liked climbing so he was very toned and you could sometimes see his muscular arms when he didn't have a sweater on or something.
Anyway!!! It was one of those nights when "outsiders" to the family and us younger generation tend to be super bored because there's so many talks of past moments and travels and arguments going around that doesn't really let us participate. I'm browsing my phone, bored, half-laying and half-sitting on the leather couch by the fireplace. It was almost cooking me but I liked it. My parents' fireplace is just decorative. Most of the family is either in the kitchen or already gone to sleep.
And then Tommy joins on the opposite couch, greets me casually and he's browsing his phone too. Everything was normal but I noticed he was at one point holding his phone a little less normal. Idk how to explain, it wasn't tilted? But straight upright. A thought rushed to my head...... what if he was taking pictures of me? I was wearing tight black leggings and a loose knit sweater that had a wide collar, so the shoulders are exposed. And I guess I was half lying in a cute and sexy way. But..... no way, right? I don't think he noticed that I noticed but the thought was in my head and I felt butterflies in my stomach. What was he going to do with that pic? I secretly hoped he would go please himself in the bathroom looking at me. The thought made me feel hotter and I felt myself blushing but I was also next to the fireplace so I hoped it wasn't visible.
Through all this I was just casually browsing my phone and so was he. Or he pretended to be. So... I thought if get him a better angle and laid on my back, knees bent, with my phone resting above my boobs and hiding my face from him like that. I wanted him to oogle me without fear. I hoped he was, and I was getting so wet at the thought. I pretended to be entertained while browsing, moving my legs (closed together) slightly from side to side and then I got more comfortable and let my right knee down to the side so he'd get a good view at the cameltoe my leggings made. I still couldn't see him but later he got up and stepped closer.
I peeked up from my phone and his phone was aimed at me in a casual way (he'd still get a good picture or video but it was subtle) and he said he was going to sleep and he'd see me tomorrow. Bummer...... but what if?
I stayed up longer in hopes he'd come back but he didn't so I got bored and went to bed, but all that anticipation and desire and that unhealthy fantasy in my head demanded a good rub lol. And it was so good to rub my clit thinking of Tommy. I imagined how his hard body would feel against mine. I wondered what his tongue tasted like. I wondered what his cum tasted like.... and I came to those thoughts, alone......
The next few days I tried to be a tease to him. Either our silent couch show, or I'd accidentally bump on him, or I leaned forward on the table or counter or over a board game and give him a great view of my cleavage.
It wasn't until after Christmas day that things escalated, and I felt so lost and used. Fast forward to the fateful day. Booze is going around like crazy, the Romanian side of my family knows how to party lol and they finally felt it was time to drink the stuff they brought. Everyone's tipsy, then drunk, it's a huge party day! We are having fun and laughing and then I had to go pee.
Bathroom downstairs is taken (the other was clogged, we call it the Christmas curse, something bad always happens), so I go upstairs. I hear someone climb the stairs after me and I jokingly say "dibs on the bathroom! I'm first!" I turn around to see Tommy laughing "not if I get there first" my stupid ass takes this as a challenge to a race so I start running (more like drunken jogging) once I get to the top of the stairs and he's running too.
We get to the bathroom door at the same time. My hand is on the handle and I'm half-turned to him. His hand is on top of mine, his other hand on my shoulder. And I think I turned 20 shades redder. He was so close to me, he was so hot. My tipsy self wanted to kneel down and suck his cock. He broke my thoughts when he said: "It's a tie. What now? We can't both go."
And I don't know what came over me but i blurted out: "we can. I won't tell anyone." And he pressed on my hand so the door opened and he led me inside and turned on the light. Holy shit WHAT!? My heart was pounding, what now? What would i do? But.... I didn't really have to think much, he took the lead from there. Door was locked and he walked further, with me having to walk backwards until my ass was against the countertops and sink. I was breathing heavily, nervous, and he leaned in to my face saying how beautiful I looked and I.... I did nothing. And he kissed me. And I let him.... and his tongue was on mine and he tasted warm and of alcohol.
I was so wet already. This was happening....!!! I kissed him back and felt up his back and his ass. And I could feel his boner under his jeans grinding against my bellybutton piercing. His hands went under my top and he grabbed handfuls of my boobs as he kissed more hungrily. My leg rubbed against his inner thigh and up to his warm crotch. I wanted him.
And he wanted me. He turned me around and unbuttoned my pants and slide them down, almost all in a single gesture. The tiny thong I was wearing did nothing to hide my ass from his lusty eyes. I looked at the mirror to see him both admire my ass and undoing his pants. And in no time I felt this very warm thing slapping on my ass, it made my heart jump and my pussy quiver. He leaned over me, most of his body covering mine as I just looked at him through the mirror and he whispered on my ear to be quiet. I nodded, biting my lip. I never thought i'd hear that sexy tone in his voice. Holy shit I needed him IN me NOW.
He hooked a finger on my thong and pulled it aside, I could feel a string of pussy drool still stuck to it as he moved it. He hummed and told me I was a dirty girl being that wet, while rubbing his cockhead along my slit. I couldn't help but tilt my ass up to help him enter me. And he did with a single thrust that I couldn't help but moan soflty, but that was enough for one of his hands to cover my mouth. He started moving, fucking me faster. He wanted his pleasure, I could tell. His other hand was free to please me but he kept it over my ass, helping me slam against his thrusting. And fucking hell he didn't give me any time to adjust to his cock inside me because he kept slamming hard and fast. It hurt, actually. He was hitting me way deep and he didn't let me move or tell him to slow down. And he was leaning over me and i could barely breathe.
No.... I was his fucktoy now... I wasn't sure if I wanted this anymore. It started feeling wrong. He was my cousin's husband, we were family, he was fucking me in secret at my uncle's villa, he was cheating on his wife. It was so wrong, I was starting to cry.
He didn't care. Maybe he thought i was crying of pleasure? I mean... it felt good... it was probably the best fuck I ever had. He slapped my ass and shoved his thumb in my butthole and it made me cum so hard I peed a little (i was going to the bathroom for a reason!!!). I think it surprised him because he stopped and pulled my hair so i was standing straight up again with him still I inside me. My reflection looked so abused and I was trembling. He told me I was very dirty and I should be ashamed of not controlling my pee. I didn't know how to respond so I just nodded. He pulled out from me and let go, and I felt a sudden void where he had been, and a coldness to my pussy. I turned to him warily, still shaking, and he told me to get on my knees so I did. I was kneeling on one of the bathroom rugs, under my left knee was a tiny wet spot I knew was my little pee squirt.
He stroked his cock a little then stepped to me and I knew what he wanted so I opened my mouth. But this time he didn't just thrust, he let me debase myself and be the one active. And I licked his cock, tasting myself on it, then took it in my mouth and started sucking. He groaned and guided my other hand to his ballsack so I massaged it. "Faster" he commanded and I obeyed. I wanted this to be over.... it didn't take too long for Tommy to lose his patience and grab my head still and fuck my mouth. I almost gagged a few times but then he finally stopped and infelt his cock pulse and bounce inside my mouth, cum shooting to my tongue and throat as he groaned in pleasure. Here's the part he doesn't know and will never know: I felt my pussy tremble and quiver in waves, i came from being used like a slut... without even touching myself in any way omg...
He told me to clean up and be discrete, and take my time going back downstairs. And then he told me he really enjoyed, that I felt tight and good... and that he wanted more, so I should expect him later in the night. And then he had fixed his clothes and left me in the bathroom...
And that's how I fucked my cousin in law! He didn't actually end up going into my room which was both a relief and a disappointment at the same time but... things will never be the same... I was reminded of this encounter today because my parents were lamenting how my cousin is probably going to divorce Tommy.
I hope she doesn't know what he did to me. What I did...
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[M/s] Long overdue update
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Hey Reddit! It's been a minute since I last posted on here and I thought I'd go into a little detail about how things have been. My mom and I are still very much involved, if not more so as I'm no longer with the boyfriend mentioned in my previous posts. She's been my main sexual partner for the last 6 months or so (with the occasional Grindr hook-up in-between). Recently I've been thinking whether or not "gay" is the right label for me and I've been considering broadening my horizons with other women. I'm curious to see what the community on here thinks. I don't believe I'll ever fully change sides, but the last few months have been a real eye opener for me to say the least. As always, I'm happy to answer any questions you may have in the comments. Speak soon!
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Any good and kinda funny mafia forbidden romance recommendations?
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Help me out
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Movie night with her tits out [MF]
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Spending the full length of a film playing with her pierced nipples and feeling her hand rub against my cock is a hell of a way to enhance the cinema experience.
This was a couple months back. We were on holiday together, seemingly the stars aligned and we were able to finally meet again after a few months. One of the days we went to the cinema. It was quite fancy, the seats were sofas, we ordered wine, 10/10. We were lucky and the screen wasn't full at all. A few people dotted around. There was only another couple in our row, quite far from us, and nobody else in our surroundings.
We were cuddling from the very start, kissing every now and then because we were excited to be together. I began to run my finger over her shirt, drawing shapes, being nice and soft. She reciprocated on my thigh. Eventually I guided her to my growing bulge. She squeezed and snuggled closer to me. After a while she unzipped my jeans and snuck her hand under to rub me better. She couldn't have enough so she unbuttoned it, took my dick out and began going down on me. Sadly we worried a bit that might be too obvious so she went back to cuddling and using her hand under my jeans.
The constant and soft stimilus definitely made us stay very focused on what happened in the film. For me at least, it felt like an excuse that allowed me to keep playing with her. Every so often the movie surprised us with a twist or some fucked up scene. We would stop and continue once the tension was over.
We got very heated and I felt daring. I looked at her, kissed her, then told her to flash me. She blushed (I can tell from her expression alone) and was unsure how to do it. I went back to watching the film and cuddle her, not to pressure her. But after a few seconds, she began to slowly untuck her top. Obviously I joined her quest. Top fully untucked, she exposed her beautiful tummy which my hand rushed to tease. She looked at me playfully, so as to say that's how far she'd go on her own. I stared at her firmly to remind her of my demand and how much I crave her. She played dumb, a brat after all. So I gave what she wanted and yanked her top up to her collarbones, leaving her perfect, perky breasts exposed.
I had asked for a flash, and I had no intention of going further. But she played, so she ended up spending the second half of the film with her tits fully out. We kept playing with each other. Her rubbing my dick. Me twisting and pinching her nipples. Literally all the way to the end.
It was definitely my favourite night at the cinema.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 346. Michael watched my girlfriend and me.
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Wearing only my violet, silk robe with the belt left hanging, I said goodnight to my lover with a long slow and emotional kiss. My body was covered with sweat, saliva, my own loving nectar and the sweet juices of Ana's tiny succulent peach. Even her luscious perfume clung to me, and I never wanted to wash it off.
I watched her walk to her car and make the short drive to my neighbor's home. My heart ached as I missed her, seeing her disappear into the cool night. The nighttime chatters of a barrage of insects filled the void and slowly I walked inside.
With one knuckle, I gently rapped on Michael's bedroom door. Before I could relax my arm, he opened it, naked and appearing hungry for his mother's love. His sturdy and substantial dick pointed at me, and I asked "Did you watch any of it" barely above a whisper.
"Mom...yes" Michael growled and my excitement grew.
My younger boy has a primitive side that I have only encountered recently, and I love when it emerges. He kissed me and slammed me against the wall with authoritative, libidinous energy. Lifting me off my feet, I took him inside me and wrapped my legs around him.
"That's my very good boy" I hissed, not concerned I might wake up Patrick.
Michael fucked me, his wanton mother, like a man possessed and I could not get enough. As he grunted and railed me, I bit his shoulder and clawed his strong back. His arms held my thighs tight to him as he bounced me off the wall like I was his personal fuck-toy.
I could not have been prouder. Michael rarely takes me like an animal, and I have a deep seeded need for it.
His cock was crammed into me as deep as possible when he came for me. His meat pumped Mommy full of his hot, virile seed and I brayed like a racehorse as he did.
Michael carried me to bed and slept next to me, cradling me in his arms. Motherhood, it seems, has its privileges.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I cannot help you seduce your mom.**
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Breathless [F43/M32] [first date] [fingering] [female orgasm] [romantic]
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I keep thinking back to our evening together. Staring into your beautiful green eyes… noticing the faint freckles on the bridge of your nose… watching your full lips dance around your delightful accent.
I think back to your smell, woodsy and musky-sweet and delicious. I remember nuzzling your neck and breathing you in while you stroked my hair. And how soft your lips felt when you pulled me in for a kiss. I like the way you bit my lower lip when you kissed me… biting and sucking. I started to feel tingles throughout my entire body from that initial kiss and instinctively drew myself closer to you on the bed. Reading my body language perfectly, you lifted my shirt up over my head and showered me with compliments. I leaned in further to you and you kissed me - a little deeper this time - and I let out a small moan. You slid the straps of my bralette down my shoulders, exposing my round little nipples as you twisted and turned them gently and perfectly. My pussy getting wetter than ever while you played with me, taking me to the brink of orgasm from my nipples alone.
Breathless, I felt my entire body buzzing from your touch… as I slid myself back into the pillows of the bed you crawled over to me, gazing intently into my eyes. Unbuttoning my pants you slowly pulled them down, over my hips and legs and tossed them aside. One hand found my breast again, my nipple so hard and sensitive to your touch, while your other hand slid up my thigh… your fingers peeking under my panties; my body experiencing so much pleasure and you hadn’t even entered me yet. I was aching to have you inside me & you knew it.
You finally pulled my panties down and started to work me open with your fingers, sliding in and out of my pussy so so wet. Rubbing circles around and around my clit and giving me a little pinch and pull before sliding inside again. You knew exactly how to play with my little pink clit and before I knew it your tongue was licking and flicking me, sending me into orgasm. You kept your beautiful mouth on my pussy, licking and tasting me as I kept cumming. “I want to be inside you” I remember you saying and it was all I could do to look into your eyes and nod yes.
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All About Her Part 6 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
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Mags smiled and said, “Are you sure you want to hear everything?” Somewhere deep inside my brain a voice was reminding me of my having been the one who encouraged her to go forward with his seduction, but something in her tone sent a slight shiver through me. I smiled, patted her leg and said, “Absolutely.”
Her evening started quickly. As soon as he closed the door (when I waved he was assured I had apparently believed Mags’ helping with college entrance info lie) he took her by the hand and started up the steps to his room. There was no awkwardness in his movement. His intent was clear. He had mentally been preparing for this to happen for some time. Before they made it to the top of the stairs he turned to her, smiled and excitedly said, I have something for you.” Mags had high hopes the ‘something’ was going to be what she desperately needed and was lusting after.
“Close your eyes and I’ll tell you when to open them.” She heard him open the door to his room and was ushered in. “Ok. Now you can look.” She opened her eyes and Sid was holding a small clay pot with a pale green seedling sprout poking out of the soil. “This is the first of the seeds you gave me to germinate and I wanted you to have it. It’s like us…a start.” Mags said she melted. It was so unexpected, so charming. She accepted the gift and kissed him passionately. He responded by taking the little pot, sitting it on his dresser. By the time he turned around Mags was in her bra and g—string sitting on his bed. She reached out her hand motioning for him to come to her. He quickly started to strip off his shirt but she stopped him. “Come over here and let me do it,” she said, “let me have that pleasure. Ok?” He stood and watched as Mags undid his buttons and removed his shirt. Sid reached out and cupped a lace covered breast. “It’s my turn next, right?” Mags rested her hand over his, squeezed and said, “I am yours tonight. We can do anything you want any way you want.” She could feel his erection growing as she unzipped his jeans. Her hand never left it while she helped him out of them. She could at last satisfy her lustful curiosity once his underwear came down. And when they did she saw more than 18 cm (7.5 inches) of hard, youthful cock already glistening with the slightest bit of pre-cum. He showed not a moment of shyness. Mags used her forefinger to extract the juice and proceeded to lightly grip and pull up on the shaft in an effort to extract more. She coated the head, covered it with her mouth licking and sucking gently.
When she released his cock Sid reached behind her and deftly removed her bra. He cupped both and lifted each one to his lips tracing his tongue around the nipples. She knew he had been staring at them all summer wishing he had x-ray vision and probably dreaming about seeing much less feeling them. She held his head and pressed each tit into his mouth so he could have his dream…and his tongue felt marvelous.
Mags was expecting to be in control of the date but Sid pushed her down on the bed and in short order had her g-string pushed to the side, spread her legs and entered her without making a sound. Her sex was already dripping wet so she easily took every cm deep. As he began to pound down into her she raised both legs and rotated her hips to better meet his thrusting. He was hitting her cervix and the sensation was electric. Her moans were getting louder and longer and she was meeting every thrust with equal intensity and fervor. She could feel him getting harder as he increased the speed and she was now grabbing his ass pulling him in harder as she was reaching her peak….
I had to stop her there. I excused myself, got up and headed for the loo. “You alright?” “Yes Luv. Just need a piss.” She had a quizzical look on her face, but I smiled back. “How about I bring us something to drink on my way back?” Mags got up, pulled on her robe and said, “Better yet I’ll go while you’re in the WC. I’ll meet you back here in a jiff. Ok?” I nodded and headed down the hall. I needed a moment before hearing more. She said she wanted to talk to me about something related to this. Did I really want to know what it is? But I knew I had to go through to the end.
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