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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 372. He looked so innocent, Mommy had to touch him.
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Walking into the house and setting down bags of groceries, I spotted my younger offspring sleeping away the afternoon on the couch. He lay on his stomach wearing only shorts and, while most mothers would get him a blanket or stay quiet, I felt the overwhelming urge to touch him. So innocent and pure, he slept and may have been having peaceful and happy dreams. His mother wanted to use him for satisfaction, and I always get my way.
My hands pulled my pink sundress over my head, and I watched him sleep, wearing only an ivory bra and panties set. A diabolical smile swept across my face, and I began to climb on him. As my body pressed against his, he stirred and said "Hey Mom..."
My lips gently sucked on his neck and my right hand explored underneath him, finally finding the hard bulge in his shorts. Michael moaned softly into a pillow as I kneaded and massage his masculine package, my hand sandwiched between it and a sofa cushion.
With my mouth on his ear, I hissed "You are my very good boy."
All he knew in that moment was pleasure and I was thoroughly enjoying the control over his body. I gave his member a hard squeeze while sucking on his earlobe. A slow and throaty giggle, my only sound as I pushed my hips against his ass. It felt almost like I was fucking him the way I do Tommy.
My free hand removed my bra, and I rubbed my hard nipples against his back. He is my son. I made him and birthed him from my loins and now, I will enjoy him in any way I choose.
Michael desperately wanted to roll toward me, but I would not allow it. On his back, reaching around to play with his cock, was exactly what Mommy craved. My nimble tongue traversed his ear and he trembled with sexual excitement.
Thrusting my hips hard as I toyed with his unyielding manhood, I knew he would cum for me soon.
"Mommy's good boy loves special nap time" I hissed.
My son groaned loudly against his pillow and his cock began to spurt its hot and loving fluid into his shorts. I let my hand continue playing until he seemed out of his seed.
Standing, I gently patted his butt and said "Don't stain the sofa, Baby" before walking back into the kitchen to put away groceries; still only wearing panties.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I'm sure your penis is very nice, but I don't ever want to see it.**
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[S/b] Letting my brother suck on my boobs - Fulfilling my wildest fantasies
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Hello again, lovely people. I’m so happy I could almost cry. I recommend reading my previous posts for context.
My brother and I haven’t had much time together the last week. We’ve both been so busy. When he came into my room last night, only in his boxers, it was a very welcome sight. It was pretty late, and I was already in bed just watching some Netflix. He lay down beside me, I instinctively just pulled him closer to me, thinking he just wanted some late night cuddles. He seemed like he had something to say, however, so I asked him if anything was wrong. He told me bluntly he had been very horny that day, something I’ve never heard him say, and he wanted to watch some gay porn with me while we cuddle and masturbate. I had already masturbated an hour earlier and had felt pretty finished, but of course I couldn’t turn down that offer. I was also intrigued with how unusually forward he was with his request.
I let him choose a video and we took off our clothes. I had the computer between my legs while he was beside me and resting his head on my shoulder, and we both masturbated in silence. It was a really close and tender moment, and for some reason it felt closer in the bedroom, seeing as we’d only done it on the couch before. The video was hot, and I was already pretty close to cumming when he very timidly told me that he wanted to do <i>that</i> with me. He was referring to the two men on the screen having anal sex. I was honestly shocked, but I tried to stay calm as I asked him for specifics.
He wanted to feel what anal sex was like, and he had thought about doing it with me for a long time, he had just been scared of asking. He told me he would love to be the one performing and that I would be receiving. I told him yes in a heartbeat. He knows pretty well how extensive my fantasies about him have been, and I know he fully knew I’d accept his request. I’ve done anal pretty regularly lately so fortunately I feel totally comfortable with it, and I keep myself squeaky clean down there at most times. I walked him through the steps and important things to remember, that it’s way more complicated than it seems in porn, and he listened as he was cuddled up to me. His hard dick was resting on my thigh. My clitoris was of course absolutely aching and tingling, my whole body wanted him.
With the porn still on in front of us, I got up on all fours, and he positioned himself behind me. I was squeaming with pleasure from the moment his dickhead touched my asshole. He was soaked in lube and I told him to take it very slow, but it went much easier in than I’ve ever experienced before. I don’t remember ever feeling so aroused and relaxed. I can’t really recount much of my thoughts or emotions as he fucked me, it was just bliss of another dimension. I think I at one point instructed him to go harder and deeper in between my gasps. He was obviously inexperienced, failing the timing and his dick often falling out of me, but he was rock hard, his hands were planted on my ass and we were closer than we had ever been before.
After he came on my back and he helped clean me up, we just cuddled for a very long time. I didn’t even bring myself to orgasm until around half an hour later. I just felt satisfied for life. We talked about how it felt, about life in general, and about how much we love each other. He also told me about yet another guy at his university he had developed a crush on. I told him I’ll give him all the training he needs to seduce any man he wants.
Words cannot describe the feeling. I still feel it in my entire body. I want him more, I want him again and again, but I’ll let him be the one in charge. I’ve let him know he can knock on my door any time he wants.
Hugs and kisses,
Kate
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I got fingered by 2 people at the same time in a public pool before my husband came inside me with everyone around [FFM] - Part 2
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[You’ll want to read Part 1 here first…](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11jyliw/i_got_fingered_by_2_people_at_the_same_time_in_a/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
This part is where I get fingered by two people…
After another bottle, which Amanda happily drank more than half of, I noticed that she was getting a little handsy during our convo. Her hand would brush my hip and she’d slip a finger under the edge of my suit and trail it down over my butt cheek. I also noticed her, more than once, back her ass up into my husbands crotch and stand there, pushing up against him for a bit while we talked. I shot him a look and he very quickly put his hands up and mouthed, “I’m not doing anything!” with a big old smile on his face.
I can’t remember exactly how it started, but all of a sudden Amanda was pressed up against me. Her one hand was firmly grabbing my ass cheek, while the other had moved up to cup the side of my boob. That’s when she leaned in and kissed me. I haven’t really kissed many women before (ok, just one, the stripper from my last story) but the vibe was hot, my husband definitely didn’t mind and she was a good kisser!
As we made out in the pool, and her tongue started to explore my mouth, her hands started to move again. The hand up against the side of my boob slid up a bit higher and to the middle, firmly on my boob just above my top. And then she pushed it down and fully cupped my boob. The water was only deep enough to come just below my chest so with my top down below my boob I was clearly on display for anyone looking and her hand was all over it, rubbing, pinching, cupping. I don’t exactly have sensitive nipples, but the unexpected make out plus the exhibition plus the groping was getting me seriously turned on.
It was Amanda’s other hand that made the next move. She slide it around from my ass, slowly over my hip and then traced down the bikini line with her finger… a second later, her finger tip was tucked inside my bikini line, just millimeters from my lips. She paused kissing me for a sec, looked me in the eyes and I knew she was looking for a sign to go further. I stared at her, needy as hell and rocked my hips forward. With the movement, she slipped my bottoms to the side and buried a finger or two inside me. I’m pretty sure anyone around me heard my deep sigh of relief as she started to make that ‘come here’ motion I love.
[This motion - but this obviously isn’t from that moment](https://imgur.com/a/khcruls)
So then there’s my husband, standing there only inches from me, obviously seeing what’s happening above the water. His one hand had been all over my ass, tucked under the suit. As the make out and fingering continues, I felt his hand slide between my ass cheeks and up under me towards my pussy. I think he was legit surprised to find 2 fingers already inside me. His fingers retreated, but only by an inch or so and he immediately found my asshole.
So here I am, making out with a girl I hardly know, my one boob is on display, the girl’s two fingers inside me and now my husband is rubbing my asshole with his finger and occasionally slipping it in just a bit.
[Again, not from the moment but another visual](https://imgur.com/a/zi1W1Ei)
I don’t remember exactly what I did with my own hands. I’m pretty sure I grabbed her boobs and had my hands on her ass. I do remember reaching over and sliding my hand inside my husband’s bathing suit to grab his dick and stroke it at one point. Amanda did try to do the same but I think she quickly realized it was already being taken care of and went back to my boobs.
I later found out that my husband did reach around behind Amanda and he rubbed her pussy for a bit and then also moved to her asshole. He claims it didn’t happen for very long (I don’t love the idea of sharing him) but also said there was a moment where he had a finger inside each of our asses. Not really my idea of a dream scenario but he was pretty excited about it.
I think I snapped out of it a bit when my eager beaver husband tried to slip too much of his finger in my ass and I looked around and realized we weren’t exactly being discrete. A handful of the other couples were casually watching and Amanda’s boy toy / bf / fwb didn’t look thrilled that she was otherwise occupied.
I gently pushed her back, gave her a last peck on the lips and told her to come have some more drinks with us in a bit.
[Part 3 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11jz0u2/i_got_fingered_by_2_people_at_the_same_time_in_a/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
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I want to fuck/be with my sisters friend (need advice)
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So recently I got my sisters friend number and we just started texting a little, I asked for her number and she gave a surprised laugh and gave me her number. I recently also asked her to come hang out sometimes but hasn’t gotten a response from her yet but she seen the message. Keep in mind our age gap is kinda big but she has always been real friendly with me. I need advice on how to make a real move on her since we agreed to keep in touch when we exchanged numbers. We haven’t been texting that much just here and there due to us working but I’m still waiting on a reply for my invite I offered her, she’s also a pretty attractive milf as well and I had a thing for her since I was in middle school when I was introduced to her. any advice on what I should do?
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[B/S] My sister showed me her twitter porn and things haven’t been the same since (Part 3)
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Apologies for not giving an update, but I haven’t really felt the need to until now. Since the last update things have been going steadily at the same pace, we were cuddling closer, she was very obviously backing into my dick when we spooned, I’ve “playfully” pulled her hair several times now. She’s absolutely loving it and so am I, she’s suggesting more and more to watch movies and I couldn’t be happier. Well this weekend it finally fucking happened. After such a long time of playfully suggesting things and slight touching/teasing, I fucked her guts out.
Our parents were at a wedding, some people I didn’t know hence why we weren’t invited too. I had gone on a pub crawl for my friends 23rd birthday, but left early as an ex girlfriend showed up and I didn’t particularly want to be around after that (it’s a relatively recent breakup). I got home tipsy, decided to continue drinking and play some games for the rest of the night. At that point Caitlin had come into my room, laughed at me for being a (her words) “virgin”, and then sat down on my bed. I told her what had happened and she apologised for laughing, and asked if she could join in on the drinking. Within an hour we were then watching some random chick flick film she wanted to watch, and we were both pretty drunk. I pulled my usual stunt, grabbing her hair and yanking at the base, just to feel her quiver while I did it. She actually let out an audible moan/gasp this time though, and I said to her “that was unexpected”. She just turned her head to look back at me, while we were still spooning and I had the biggest hard on of my life, and she said “well you seem to enjoy it” and brushed her hand over my cock. At this point I almost lost it and practically almost fainted, but she just held my gaze and leant in for a kiss. I’m glad I wasn’t the one initiating it because I didn’t wanna push things, but as we kissed our hands wandered very quickly. She turned around and grabbed my dick through my shorts, I gripped her ass and pulled her close to me, we were essentially humping eachother while we kissed. She had very thin pyjama shorts on, which meant I could literally feel her pussy on my dick through them. She pulled my t shirt off and ran her fingers down my chest as we kissed, she then got to my shorts and slowly pulled them down till my dick was out. It sprang out from the waist band and she kind of giggled as it hit my stomach, and wrapped her hand around it. She has very small hands so it barely got around it, which I found kinda hot lol. At this point I pushed up her t shirt, knowing she had no bra on cos I’d been staring at her tits for the past hour, and oh my god her tits were insane. Only small but perfect, fit my hand perfectly and I latched onto her nipple and sucked it. She moaned as I did and slowly let go of my dick, she pulled her t shirt over her head and edged down towards my dick. I pushed off my shorts so I had nothing on, and she stared at me as she put it in her mouth. She kind of cupped/massaged my balls as she just slowly sucked the tip. And just the image of my own sister slowly sucking and massaging my dick was almost enough to make me cum. It was so intense I had to tell her to stop hahahahaha, I pulled her next to me and got up to take her shorts/underwear off. It’s worth noting she was absolutely soaking, just completely dripping, which my obvious response was to lick it up and get her clit wet. I rolled my tongue on her clit and she was squirming all over the bed, we were making one hell of a mess (partly from the thrill, partly from the drink I think haha). At this point she tells me to put it in, so I sit up, spit on my cock and slide it in. It slid in so easily as she was so turned on, she was practically gagging for it. I went right to the hilt, completely balls deep and she gasped as I grabbed her shoulders. Let’s just say we had some extremely rough sex, with a decent bit of choking, and I’m sure I even spat in her mouth at one point. But I won’t lie I couldn’t last more than 5 minutes, but some of you would be pleased to know I came all over her face. She had fake eyelashes on at the time and looked insanely pretty with cum all over them, she even asked me to take a photo which I did (don’t even ask for it, you will not receive a response).
After that we got cleaned up and kinda went a little quiet, I don’t think either of us know how to proceed with this. We haven’t watched a movie since and besides small talk and a bit of texting, there hasn’t been much contact. I haven’t fucked things up, we’re still good, I think we’re just a bit nervous now as we don’t know what to do next. We also have cctv downstairs and really hope our parents didn’t check the cameras, as the audio would be very clear with us fucking in the background upstairs. Anyway im glad to share this update with you all, I have a feeling the next few months are going to be insanely eventful (I hope!), and I’d be very up for ideas if you have any. Another small thing some of you may enjoy, she took me on a tour of her underwear drawer, and told me I could pick out what she wears for our next movie (via a FaceTime call as I was in work), but this wasnt long ago, and she has some very revealing ideas for me to choose from. So things are looking good for me, I have a new fuck buddy and she lives in my house, that’s if she wants to continue this anyway, but I’m guessing from the underwear comments that it’s gonna be very regular… lol. Sorry for bad layout, I’m not a writer by trade clearly, feel free to ask questions in comments as I don’t tend to read many dm’s. Things may seem a little rushed/jumpy too but this happened a good few days ago, I was also drunk, and I’m writing this in between doing work so it isn’t exactly ideal. Just trying to get it all out while I can
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A lesbian passing of torch
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It was day 4 of our cruise getaway to celebrate my 65th birthday. I was having a wonderful time with my daughter Anne and my grandaughter Mia. Anne and I were at the jacuzzi talking about the good old days but never touched one subject: The fact that I was her first lesbian experience. We had sex a few times after that but suddenly stopped. Throughout the years I had been wanting for us to have sex once more time but it just never happened.
Suddenly, my grandaughter joined us in the jacuzzi and I forgot about my daughter. I saw her 18 year-old body wearing that colorful two piece, realizing how hot she was, wondering what she looked like without it. I couldn't help but remember her mom at that age when she started to explore her sexuality with me and how unfortunately we stopped just because. Then I thought about how I would love to give my grandaughter her first lesbian experience as well, but I also thought she would never contemplate the idea of sleeping with someone my age.
At night we were hanging out with a friend of hers, Samantha, in the restaurant. Mia looked cute in a little black dress, her long black hair tied up in wonderful bun, leaving her neck completely visible. Anne was wearing a red dress and her hair was loose. A while later my daughter and grandaughter left because according to them they had something important to take care of. However, time went by and they didn't come back. I had to ask my grandaughter's friend if she knew what they were up to.
"Well..." she said as she ran her foot around my ankle. She added: "Right now, I'm pretty sure that your daughter and Mia are on their knees in the middle of their bed exploring each other's mouths".
I felt a little tingle in my pussy as I pictured them. She then let me know that she was doing them a favor of taking care of me while they finally had sex after waiting for such a while. I was feeling jealous but horny at the same time. I could imagine how cute my grandaughter looked as she explored with my daughter because I knew how my daughter would fuck her. My grandaughter's friend kept talking: "Lydia, I know you've lusted after Mia; you wanted to fuck her like you fucked Anne when she was her age".
I couldn't believe she knew about me and my daughter. She saw my face of disbelief and said that Anne told her. Anne let her know that I would probably want to sleep with Mia, so they planned to keep me distracted. Then, my grandaughter's friend assumed that I wanted to touch myself so she invited me to her room so I could masturbate as she mentioned what she thought Mia and Anne could be doing.
I must say never in my many years of life had I ever had a hotter masturbation experience. The next day I could see it in their faces that they had a good time, but they tried to hide it, because they didn't know that Samantha had told me.
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Carmen (Part 1) [MDom] [fsub] [FDom] [Group] [FMF 30s-40s]
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Even among all the activity in the room, her silent and confident prowl draws attention of almost everyone. Short and curvy, with olive skin and large, dark eyes that seem to shine with fire and amusement at her surroundings. Her body moving beneath her black silk dress seems to hypnotise the men and women around her.
She makes eye contact with several women as she moves through the crowd, making one or two blush as she smiles and licks her full, pink lips. She does nothing to hide her desire, walking with an absolute confidence that comes from having seduced most of the women in the club at one point or another.
I turn my attention from her back to V, my partner, who's on her back on a dais in the middle of the floor, being spitroasted by two friends as the wife of one of them sits on her stomach and twists her nipples with malicious glee. V catches my eye and raises one finger, reassuring me that she's having a wonderful time. If it gets to five fingers, that's her signal that she needs it to stop, and I'm ready to step in immediately.
As I take a mental snapshot of the moment to relive with her later, I feel a presence next to me and a whisper near my shoulder, "I've fucked your wiffffe" the last sounds dragged out into a mocking, teasing challenge.
I try to resist the urge to grit my teeth as I respond, "Good evening Carmen. Isn't it time you came up with a new greeting? You say that to all the men here."
She cackles; a deep, throaty, unselfconscious laugh that would be attractive if she wasn't so infuriatingly arrogant. "But did she tell you? How hard she squirted when I made her hump my boots? She's such a messy girl, I had to get extra towels…" That mocking laugh again.
I take a deep breath, trying not to show that she's getting to me, "Every detail Carmen, we don't have secrets."
She slides a deep red nail down the side of my face and along my jaw, "Maybe next time you can watch, you might learn something about pleasing her…"
I turn to say, "Next time?" but she's gone; strolling away through the parting crowd before stopping to take a half drunk martini from the hands of a pretty blonde woman I'd last seen in a 69 with V as I took turns fucking them both.
I turn my attention back to the action, where V is now kneeling with a cock in each hand, rubbing them together while dancing her tongue back and forth across them. She raises three fingers in a signal imperceptible to anyone else, and I know she's starting to get tired.
I step forward into the light that illuminates the filthy scene, just as one of the men erupts in orgasm, splashing V's face and the other cock with thick white streaks of cum. Greedily, she sucks them both clean, and is rewarded with another spray of cum, most of which she catches in her talented mouth.
Then I have her to myself, and I pull her back onto the dais by the leash that hangs down her spine. Her asshole is well lubricated but still tight, and I see her arch her back as I push my cock inside.
I lean forward and whisper in her ear, "It's time to perform, slut. Show everyone how you cum for me."
The words that speak to that inner part of her that her work colleagues never suspect. The words that connect deep down with the slut she keeps hidden inside; permission to let her be fully seen.
Her fingers rub her clit as I fuck her ass faster, one hand twisting and pinching her left nipple. I fuck her harder, thumping into her with every thrust, and I'm close. I pull the leash tighter, holding V's head back, a signal to her that I'm close, and we reach the point of no return together.
Her hole squeezes me tight as my cum starts to explode out, and we cum together. I lose track of my surroundings for a moment with the intensity, and when I come back to the room Carmen is in the front row of the crowd, smirking at us both.
She steps towards us, briefly cups V's face with her elegant hand, before trailing her fingertips all the way along V's side, squeezing her ass before giving my nipple a tweak.
Carmen leans towards me, and whispers, "I mean it, you should watch next time…"
Driving home a little later, I tell V of Carmen's offer. "Is she serious, do you think? I thought the only man she played with was her husband?"
V smiles, "She got to you, didn't she? You know she gets pleasure from teasing all the men there. Try to let it slide, she's really lovely once you know her."
I raise an eyebrow, and V laughs, "Ok, she's also really fucking good at making women cum. Maybe you'd enjoy the show, and maybe you could join in…"
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I’m looking for a story about a teen who wakes up in a world where everyone has sex all the time casually.
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I read it a long time ago and I want to find it again. I think the kids name was Ryan
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More Than Anything [M30s/f20s] [Affectionate Daddy Dom] [Sadism/Masochism] [Safeword] [Aftercare] [Short]
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“I love you, princess.”
Daddy’s words sent a shiver down her spine, his warm arms wrapping around her waist and cradling her soft skin. His presence was comforting, and the little kisses he peppered over her neck convinced her that she was in heaven. He was so gentle, so caring, so comforting, even when she knew what was coming next.
“I love you too,” she whimpered.
She could feel his lips curl into a smile against her skin. He pulled away slowly, kissing her bare skin as he went, making his way down to her backside.
“Such a beautiful girl.”
His praise was followed by a hard bite on her hip. His teeth sank in deep, and she squealed from the pain. She moaned and whimpered as he bit all over her hips and thighs, covering them in deep red marks. The ones he’d left before were now a deep purple, and the ones before them were slowly beginning to go yellow and fade. She was Daddy’s property, and he always made sure to keep her very well marked.
She shivered as Daddy stood up, his warmth parting from her and leaving anticipation to weigh heavy in its place. She tensed, a habit she’d tried a million times to break, and was met with a soft shushing.
“Relax, babygirl. Daddy’s right here.”
She whimpered a soft acknowledgement and buried her face in the pillow. Excitement crawled down her spine, causing her to arch her back. She tried her best to relax and ease her muscles.
Pain exploded against her ass. A dark red mark remained where Daddy’s belt had just struck. She forced herself to relax again, eager for more.
Another strike. It came hard and fast, immediately when she relaxed. She cried out in pain, remaining tense for a little while longer, but quickly forced her muscles to obey.
Two strikes, back to back. She screamed and grit her teeth. The pain radiated and throbbed on her backside. Daddy pet a soft hand over her bruises.
“Good girl,” he whispered gently. “Color?”
“Green!”
Daddy chuckled at her eagerness. Another quick strike. Then another. Another. An-
A particularly loud scream made him stop. His bodyweight returned to her back and he wrapped his arms tight around her. Soft kisses peppered her neck and back.
“Color, princess?”
She whined, desperate for more but not sure she could take it.
“Color?”
Another whine and a little needy wiggle. Her ass throbbed and ached and felt like heaven, but the last strike had been intense.
“Princess, I need you to answer me, okay?”
His hand pet over her hair, masking his concern by trying to comfort her.
“O-orange…” she answered honestly.
“Okay, love. Thank you.”
Daddy gently and slowly pulled away and sat, making sure to always keep a hand touching her. He softly tugged her onto his lap, cradling her head in his chest.
“Good girl, good girl…”
He peeked down at her face to see a grin spread across her lips.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
She turned her head slightly and kissed his chest.
“I love you more than anything.”
He smiled back at his precious little bundle.
“I love you too, princess.”
He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.
“More than anything.”
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I [19 F] have become addicted to an old gym friends (46m) cock.
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For back story we were the only two people in the gym in the morning, I’d gone there stupidly early so people couldn’t see me trying machines I had no idea how to handle. He watched me scamper around unable to tell the difference between a leg press and one of those cable things that look more suited in a bdsm dungeon and offered to help me not kill myself.
We got chatting while he was essentially my pt for an hour and convinced me to come back to his for coffee as he lived over the road from the gym. More smooth talking ensued and half an hour later I’m pushed up against the glass of his shower with him pistoning into me from behind while the water ran over us. I was moaning pretty uncontrollably and when we were done I needed another shower.
Cut to the present and I’m fully infatuated by this man, he’s defo leaking pheromones he’s harvested from Japanese fucking frogs or something because I literally get wet at the sight of him. Better yet, he knows it, he catches me catching him out of the corner of my eye and pretending not to notice while my form, rhythm and pace give up the ghost. He’ll come over, smirk, touch me, tells me he’ll see me after his workout and I tell myself I won’t but sure enough I’m waiting outside the gym for him in my workout gear just so I can go back and ride his cock for the nth time.
He’s got me wrapped around his finger, fucks me however he wants, has me service his cock with my mouth while he relaxes after a workout. He knows damn well all he has to do is brush his hand over my chest and I just melt.
He loves to finish in my mouth or on my face and always makes me cum a good 3-4 times.
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I make out with my friend
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I hooked up with a friend last year who was 22 years old (22f). We had been friends for a total of five years, and before I start the narrative, I want to make it clear that this was the first and final time we ever hooked up.
It all began when we made the decision to attend a party on an arbitrary Saturday night. We both drank a couple too many drinks and were too inebriated to make rational decisions. Also, neither of us had enough battery life on our phones to make an Uber call. To make sure I'm secure and don't get into any difficulty on my way home, he made the decision to invite me over to his house. From a good night kiss on the forehead when we arrived at his apartment, things gradually developed into more. We were having sex, and we couldn't stop because we were both too drunk. He then started sucking on my nipples while removing my dress. Even though it felt fantastic, I had some doubts about whether or not having sex with my friend was a smart decision. But, when he carefully lowered himself to kiss and lick my pussy, I was astounded at how adept he was at winning over women. His tongue movements intensified till I uttered a prolonged groan and arrived. Nonetheless, he continued moving forward at the same pace, and after a minute I found myself spraying all over his face. I was mortified to see that my squirt had completely covered his face. After a long minute of silence, he startledly said, "Where did you learn how to squirt?! " and then startled me. Because I'm a camgirl and I do OF, I occasionally film this kind of footage, but I can generally control it, so I assured him that I knew how to squirt. He absolutely ate me up this time since he was so good at it! I was still in shock after accidentally squirting some into my friend's mouth, but he said he loved it.
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My 24[F] coworker fucked me 36[M] in the parking lot outside our job. Part 1
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A new girl started at my work and as soon as I saw her I thought she was very attractive. She worked in my department but in a lesser role. She was way younger so I just thought of her as a cute younger girl who worked in the facility. She was like 5’8ish, around 130ish pounds, brunette, long hair, really cute face, smaller tits but a big thick round butt.
After a week or so of her settling in I started to notice she was pretty flirtatious with me. I was still feeling out her personality but eventually figured out that she was actually into me. I flirted back of course. She would touch me unnecessarily, we’d laugh and talk a lot. We just really hit it off. I found out she lived with her boyfriend so I just took it as a younger girl flirting with an older guy and that’s about it.
One day we happened to be alone in the office. She was doing something on the other side of the room and I was at my computer. We were talking here and there and at one point she just blurted out of nowhere “I wanna fuck you really bad”. I was basically in shock because nothing like that had ever been said to me before. Like I had girls I was with or messing with say similar things but never had a girl that I had just been flirting with say that out of nowhere.
“Are you serious?” I said. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?” She looked at me and shrugged. “Yeah I know, but that’s just how I feel.” Or something like that I can’t exactly remember word for word. “Obviously I’d love that” I responded. “I would definitely be down.” She didn’t say anything else but just walked up to me and kissed me right there in the office. I started kissing her back and reached around and grabbed her back and ass and pulled her into me. It was a very passionate kiss and too long for where we were but I didn’t care at that point. We stopped and literally twenty seconds later our coworker walked in.
We were awkwardly silent. Or maybe I just felt awkward. Nothing rose happened the rest of the day except at one point she passed my desk and put a sticky note down in front of me with a phone number on it. Didn’t say anything just placed it down. We were texting almost immediately after work basically all night. I ended up asking her to show me some pics and she had went to the bathroom away from her boyfriend to take a shower.
She sent me pics of her topless with dark burgundy underwear. Her tits looked perky and nice with hard dark nipples. I asked her to get naked and turn around and send another one and she did. Slightly bent over the sink and her ass was a nice as I thought it was. She had a bunch of tattoos including one her thigh and I thought that was hot. I went a little further and asked her to send the same shot but spread her cheeks a bit so I could see the goods. The pic came through and I got a peek at her pussy and asshole. Her butthole has a nice dark ring around it and her pussy lips were spread a bit and I could see she was nice and bright pink inside with a little bit of hair on her pussy which personally I really like.
My cock was throbbing as I was on my couch and I slid my pants down and started touching myself. I told her she was driving me nuts and I was playing with my dick. It was literally pulsing and precum was starting to leak down the length of it. My balls felt tight and full of sperm just waiting to be pumped out. She asked me to see if she really had gotten me so worked up so I sent a vid of me stroking my cock. “Fuck” She wrote back. “I want it inside me so bad”. I told her I wanted that too and said that I had to make myself cum soon. She said to send her a vid but I decided to tease her and told her she’d have to wait to see that in person.
I think she liked being teased like that. It was late so we said see ya tomorrow. I made myself cum and went to bed. She had me so worked up. My orgasm was really long and the cum exploded up out of my cock and shot all over my chest and the bed.
I saw her at work the next day and basically desperate to be with her at that point. We were texting dirty stuff during work. Like really dirty. She mentioned how her panties were soaked. And likewise my cock was throbbing hard the entire morning and I was leaking precum into my boxers and knew there was a huge wet spot.
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Cuckquean Quickie #2 [cuckquean, ffm, 20s-30s]
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I watch as he takes her from behind, his thick cock sliding deeply into her as she throws her ass back, desperate for every inch to be inside her.
“Oh fuck”, she moans, “take it, it’s all for you.”
Take it he does, thrusting deeper into her, a fistful of her hair holding her head up as his other hand sits on her perfect ass. All I can do is watch, my hands tied behind my back, panties in my mouth. Her panties. As he fucks her I can taste her, smell her sweet cunt all around me. If I’m lucky, she’ll let me taste her for real, spreading her legs on our marital bed and allowing me to lick my husband’s cum out of her, his warm seed dripping from her tight, fertile pussy.
The thought of my husband fucking this woman, this stranger he met for the first time tonight, fucking her raw, cumming inside her, fills me with excitement. She cries out as he smacks her ass, her pale cheeks red-raw.
“Punish me”, she cries breathlessly, her words forced out one syllable at a time, “I’ve been so bad.” He smacks her ass again and she cries out, the mixture of pleasure and punishment she clearly craves.
Beneath the cries and pants, I can hear the sound of them fucking, his thighs slapping on her ass, the damp thump as he takes that new piece of ass, fucking her like it’s his last night on earth. I’m so fucking wet I can barely stand it. All I want is to slip my hands between my legs, to feel my own desire as I slide two fingers into myself, an easy task when you’re this wet, and with my other, find my clit, swollen and desperate, and after running my fingertips through my wet lips, move up and begin circling it rapidly, my fingers barely making contact but still enough to send waves of pleasure shooting through me, so badly do I want it.
But that’s against the rules. I can only cum when I’m allowed. So I sit there and watch my husband and this stranger fuck, seeing how much he likes it, how much hotter she is than me, how much tighter her pussy is, a fact he keeps announcing, in case I forget it, as if I could.
It feels like they’ve been fucking for hours. Maybe they have. Everything that has happened since she arrived has been a blur. She raced through the house like a whirlwind of sexual energy, seemingly barely through the door before she was on her knees, his fat cock in her mouth, not even time for him to get hard. But she helped with that and within seconds he was fully erect as she licked and kissed his shaft, her tongue running over his head, before he placed his hand on the back of her head, pushing her down until his cock was deep in her throat, fucking her mouth as I just stood there and watched, completely ignored, as if they were the only people in the room.
Soon, she was bent over the sofa, her panties pulled to the side, no time to take them off, and I watched as he fucked this woman without a condom, raw, as such a Goddess deserves to be experienced; pure, unadulterated pussy.
He didn’t cum in her pussy that time, instead preferring to pull out and have her drop to her knees and suck him off once again, taking him deep in her mouth, tasting her glorious pussy on the cock that had just been inside of her. She sucked him quickly, her head bobbing as she cupped his balls in one hand, moaning encouragingly, knowing instinctively how to maximise his pleasure.
Then, just as he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and began working himself as she knelt in front of him, mouth open, tongue out, waiting for the first of many glorious loads he planned on giving her tonight.
“Oh please”, she moaned, watching with anticipation as he worked, “I want you to cum. Cum for me, please. Cum in my tight little mouth. Let me have my treat.” Then with a grunt, he began to cum and she smiled, mouth open wide and looking up at him as he shot load after load of cum into the back of her throat, onto her tongue, her lips and chin, rubbing himself furiously in a frenzy of desire, moaning loudly as he came in this new woman’s mouth, lost in a frenzy of sexual energy, until he was completely spent.
She moaned with pleasure as she licked his seed off her lips, scooping up the cum on her chin with the tip of her finger and sucking it clean as if some ice cream she’d missed. Then, satisfied she got it all, she took him back in her mouth and sucked him clean, leaving not a single drop for me.
It was shortly after that we moved to the bedroom so the real fun and games could begin, bringing us back to the moment in question.
“Oh fuck”, she cries, “cum in me, Daddy. Please, fill up my slutty pussy with your seed. Breed me like I’m the woman you’ve always wanted to fuck.” The moaning gets louder, then quieter and I know he’s close again, trying to hold it off, hold the moment for as long as he can, savouring every moment in that new, exciting cunt.
He keeps going with impressive resolve until he can’t take it anymore and nuts inside her, holding his cock deep in her pussy, making sure every drop of cum shoots deep inside her, with short, sharp thrusts as he unloads.
When he’s done, he places a hand on her back for support, breathing deeply as he catches his breath. He slowly pulls his cock out of her, now glistening with her wetness, as strands of her desire stretch from his head to her lips.
“Oh God”, she moans, laying flat on her back, “you came so deep inside me.” Her pussy is bright red, the whole area between her legs damp with sweat and desire, looking good enough to eat. “It’s so warm.”
She looks at me, bound and gagged by the side of the bed. Then, with her toes reaches towards my face, grips her panties between her toes, and slowly pulls them out of my mouth.
“Now”, she says, “it’s your turn. I’m all messy and I need someone to clean me up. Aren’t you a lucky girl?”
“Yes, Miss”, I say and lean forward towards the bed, her legs open, ready for me to accept my prize.
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Fumble with an old married friend. [MF]
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I didn't expect anything to ever happen between Jane and me. We'd been friends for a long time, having met at a previous job and staying in touch. I'd socialised with her and her husband a few times. We all got on well.
Honestly though, Jane and I got on a little too well when her husband wasn't around. Nothing outrageous but certainly a lot of flirty back-and-forth. Of course it was more obvious when one of us was drunk (usually her) and I always felt she was a little more into me than I was into her. I found her really hot. Dirty blonde hair, curvy figure, cute smile. Not a head-turner but very attractive as a person.
She'd married young, settled down quickly and think, though she never said this, may have regretted playing the field a little more before embarking on married life. Her relationship with her husband has always been a little strained. She didn't reveal a lot and I know they've never officially split at any point but it was often clear things weren't always rosy. I guess that's why she cheated.
We were at a reunion of sorts with some of our old mutual colleagues. It was a good night out and we ended up back at our old boss's house, a rambling Edwardian place on the outskirts of the city centre. Jane and I were not as drunk as most of the other members of the group. One of them ended up spilling something on Jane's top. That was the catalyst for everything that happened next.
There was a small utility room with a bathroom attached. I came out after using the facilities to find the tap running and Jane standing at the sink in her jeans and white bra, scrubbing at her top. It looked beyond recovery but she was a little buzzed and didn't seem to mind. I joked with her, asking her if she made a habit of stripping to her underwear in other people's houses.
"I know it's nothing you won't have seen before!"
She laughed after saying this. Having known me so long, she knew that when I was single I would generally fuck anything that moved. We had a few mutual acquaintances I'd hooked up with and I often told her some of the funnier stories involving people I'd been with who weren't our mutuals.
Jane looked great. She had a cute tummy spilling out a little over the waistband of her knickers, just about visible above the waist of her jeans. Her tits were mesmerising: not particularly big but definitely plentiful. The bra she was wearing did an incredible job of making them look good. I was a little buzzed and decided to flirt with her.
"It's even better than I imagined..."
Cue some faux-outrage. "Is it now? And why would you ever be thinking about me in my bra?"
She knew why.
"Actually, I prefer to think about you without your bra."
She put the top she'd been fruitlessly scrubbing down on the counter and came close to me.
"And what else do you think about?"
Actually, I 'd thought about this a lot. I didn't really want a conversation though.
"This..."
As we made out, I ran my hands to her lower back and felt her ass. The kiss became quite passionate. I unhooked her bra with one hand. She broke off the kiss and looked at me, surprised.
"Not here! Somebody might see us!"
She was right, of course, but I was disappointed. I generally didn't mind taking a risk. I suppose she had more to lose. I thought I'd been shot down but it soon became clear that wasn't the case: "Shall we go back to yours instead?"
Absolutely. She got fully dressed and I hid my hard on with the waistband of my underwear. It was easy to get away. It was getting late. We lived in roughly the same direction. It made sense we were sharing a taxi. It still felt like it took forever for us to get through my front door.
Jane was insatiable that night. The first urgent fuck was the best. Once inside we went straight to the bedroom. I pulled her stained top off and unclipped her bra once more. This time there were no protests. I got to work licking and sucking hard on her big nipples while she stood there in her jeans and boots. It really got her going. I felt the one in my mouth swell and harden, as Jane began to breathe heavily. I pulled back and we made out, while unbuttoning each other's pants. She was rough putting her hand into my boxers, grabbing and squeezing my cock while I wrestled a little to get her clothes down from her thick waist.
She didn't even fully undress before getting on her knees and sucking my dick. It was heaven. Jane's mouth was so warm and her grip and technique were superb. I could have easily cum there and then so brought a swifter end to it than I would have liked. I helped her up, then we took a moment to get completely undressed. I pushed her onto the bed and she wriggled onto her back. Her mound was covered with light hair, her legs pressed together hiding what was in between. She yelped in surprise as I forcefully opened her legs, lowering myself down to lick at her cunt.
Jane was very, very wet and tasted fantastic. I grabbed her chunky hips as my tongue raced up and down her slit, before my mouth settled to suck on her clit. She told me she was ready. We were lost in the moment and I was inside her, bareback, before we both knew what was going on. Her heat was incredible. I leveraged myself up into an almost press up position so I could look down and get a good view of my cock sliding in and out of her. A combination of her juices and a surprisingly slack pussy meant there was very little friction. It felt great but I did wonder if I'd be able to cum.
I shouldn't have worried.
After taking turns being on top of each other, Jane crawled onto all fours. I positioned myself behind her and entered her again. This time, as I was thrusting, she started to squeeze her pussy when I got close to being all the way in. It was an incredible sensation. I was able to build up, smashing into her faster and faster. Jane screamed. She must have known I was about to cum and told me not to come inside her. It was a challenge. Just as I was on the edge, I was desperate to grab her love handles and shoot inside her but instead had to settle for pulling out, just in the knick of time, and shooting a big load along her bum crack.
We collapsed on the bed and she moved in for a cuddle. This post-coital bliss didn't last too long, as within minutes she was lapping at my cock, licking her own juices from me and making me hard again. Jane had great stamina and gave me one of the longest blowjobs I've ever had. She was able to take my full length in her mouth and, as her tongue swirled around the head, I told her I was about to cum. She didn't skip a beat, just opened her eyes and looked up at me as she continued to bob her head. My second load hit the back of her throat and she pulled back a little to help her swallow. She took the whole load, bar a little that escaped onto her chin. She licked around her mouth and raised her eyebrows at me.
Yeah, she was good.
I had to return the favour but decided to use my fingers. It didn't take her long to cum again. Her pussy was dripping, her juices making every part of her lips and hole slick. I sat her between my legs, as my back rested against the headboard, and pulled her legs open. I used my left hand to play with her nipples and my right to alternate playing with her clit and slipping a finger inside of her. It was a slow, luxurious handjob and when she came I felt more juices flow from her cunt.
It was late and Jane decided she would need to get home so as not to arouse suspicion. The buzz of the alcohol had worn off. We had a talk about things. I didn't want it to be awkward later. She was open to potentially doing it again and we did (a few times, snatched here and there). We're still really good friends to this day, though it's been several years since we last fucked.
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[MF] Wife cheated years ago and I caught her, now she wants another go round
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Now we are early 50's she wants us to swing or her take a bull. We are more stag/vixen. I will participate, reclaim etc.
Back story, started dating my wife our freshman year in HS, we were each others first and only until all this happened now I want to seeit happen several times
Wife an I went to her 10 year High School class reunion several years back and it was epic lol, everyone got together at a park, bonfire, drinks etc. After, we all decided to go to a local bar she was got hammered, she drinks but never hardly gets drunk. So there we're about 10 of her classmates dancing in a big group one was a married male that didn't hang in her click in school.
So about 2am, she can't hardly stand. She asked me if I would walk her to our van so she could lay down for a bit cause she wasn't ready to leave yet.
So I did, one of her classmates was handsy with her all evening, his wife had already left and went home. My wife and him had nothing to do with each other in HS as I mentioned different click.
So went back in after helping her lay down, got worried about her so decided we would just leave, it's not the first time she has jot felt good and went to the car and slept a bit and felt better, but it was late so decided to call it a night. ( we live in a very small town, she was safe)
So I told everyone goodbye, walked back out and heard talking
I walked up quiet an looked in back window, there was my drunk wife with drunk classmate talking. He told her in HS he had fantasies about her, she then said she had some about him too... to my surprise
They laughed about it, next thing i see he leaned in and kissed her
She kissed him back then told him no, they couldn't do that, there both married, he agreed, it was wrong and they probably shouldn't.
Then they kissed again, he reached under her skirt, started rubbing her pussy
My wife started getting turned on quick they were making out like HS students lol
He fingered her pussy for several minutes then got between her legs and started eating her pussy, I could see his tongue flicking her clit then going inside her wet pussy under the street lights, my dick got so hard. Mixed emotions of jealousy, but more turned on then I had ever been watching him please her married pussy.
She was moaning, his tongue was in her pussy a good 20 min
He pulled her skirt off, then her g string off, got up on his knees, she grabbed his shorts, pulled them down and put his cock in her mouth
Started sucking him like a porn star lol, drunk porn star, but still lol
He was bigger then me, fatter and longer
So she sucks him for a bit, he pulls out of her mouth, lays her back puts her legs in the air and enters her pussy
He pushes all the way in then just holds it there
She starts grinding him as he holds it deep, I hear her beg him to fuck her
He said, you sure? She grinned, said your already inside me, so fuck me
He leaned down, started kissing her passionately as he started slowly fucking her
He fucked her a good 20 min, she rolled him over and got on top
She rode him for a bit, had a very intense orgasm, he had her get off and he fucked her doggie
Now, my wife was off birth control at that time, he is slamming her pussy and he said im gonna cum, want it on your ass, she slammed back against him told him to cum inside her
He grabbed her hips and started filling her
She had another orgasm and it was the most intense I have ever seen her have more intense then the first one.
He, just held her there, hips pulled back, cock buried in her, she was still grinding him.
He got soft, slid out and they kissed passionately again ,he got his shorts on, got out went back inside
I waited a few min then knocked on window, asked how she was feeling and is she ready to go home
She said yes, I drove home, we got inside she busted out crying
Told me everything that happened, asked me if I hated her for cheating, she don’t know how it happened, but it started and she just couldn’t stop it.
I got up stood her up.. told her I seen everything, bent her over the couch, slid my cock inside her, she started bucking, and going crazy! A side of her i had never seen in all the years we were together came ou, she told me to fuck her cum filled pussy! And I did,, two times before morning.. my load and his still inside her.
She hasn't fucked anyone else since, we later had kids, life happened but now there grown and out of the house so we are talking about doing something like that again.
She did not get pregnant btw lol
He called her next day, apologizing saying he was drunk, hes sorry etc. She said dont apologize! He told her she was best fuck he has ever had, she told him he felt so good stretching her pussy like he did and thanked him
Now she wants another go at him sober. Kids are gone, and she wants us to try new things.
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[S/S] My trans sister, our boyfriend and I had a sexy, sexy, sexy foursome!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I am still exhausted and happy happy happy!!!!!!!!!!
A few days ago, Jeff was texted by a female friend he had not spoken to in a long while. He told us and we were not concerned because we trust and love Jeff. Then, because we are chicks, we become nosy and wanted to see this chick. We can be a tiny bit insecure. So what????
He told us her name and we looked her up on social media and WOW!!!!!!!!!!! I never knew I liked redheads until I saw her and was horny AF!!!!!!!
Anyway...
We told Jeff to video call her and introduce us. He did and immediately told her that we were his girlfriends. We did not mention being sisters but she recognized my beautiful sister as a trans woman.
She was really fun and was going to be in town for a few days. She originally wanted to see Jeff but was respectful that he is dating us. The next night we called her again. And again the next night. We kinda all became bffs!!!!!!!!!!!
We offered to take her to dinner and she accepted. The four of us went to dinner and to a bar (I drank tea because I am still sober!!!!!) and then we went to our place.
Before we went out, we made a rule that we all agreed on that if anything happened, Jeff's dick would not go inside her vajajay. He was fine with that because he is the best boyfriend ever!!!!!!! He was allowed to do other stuff with her if they both wanted to. We don't want anyone but me having Jeff's babies.
Back at our apartment, the drinks were flowing except for me who just sucked on my vape for more and more nicotine. She started to ask questions about our sex life and we were honest and she was obviously intrigued and very curious.
She had never been with a trans girl before and my sister just walked over and KISSED HER!!!!!!!!! I instantly turned into a crazy little sex monkey and jumped on Jeff and he and I got naked, right there on the couch.
Soon, everyone was naked and climbing all over each other on the couch!!!!! It was sexy pandemonium!!!!!!! I stuck my finger in Jeff's butt for the first time!!!
The girl and my sister were fucking and I shoved my vajayjay in her face and she licked it like a pro!!!!!! I fucked everyone!!!!!! She sucked Jeff's ginormous cock and we watched!!!!!!!!!
It lasted for well over an hour and was so good!!!!!!!! We all want to do it again!!!!!!!!
Btw, my sister has a penis. She is a trans woman. You are free to argue biology and I respect your argument. I am only asking you be respectful of another human being who happens to be different in some ways than you are. She calls herself a woman and I totally respect that. I think you should too.
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Bad Day/Good Night [M25/F25], [BDSM], [Dom/Sub], [Primal], [Biting/Bondage]
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They always say not to go to bed angry, but it can’t always be helped. This wasn’t a particularly big argument. Not even an argument I would say, more just one of those days where you’re irritated with each other for no tangible reason. It was a bad day mentally for me, and I shut him out. I know I shouldn’t, I know it’s something to work on, but I can’t win every day, and I don’t expect him to just accept it and take it with a smile.
As we said good night, we rolled our backs to each other (typical ‘I’m mad at you’ position). But no matter what happened during the day, during the night we would always curl into each other. This night was no different. I, being a light sleeper, woke up with his arms around my stomach, his body pressed flush with my back. As I tried to wiggle back into sleep, I heard him groan, and something prodding my ass. Let me rephrase that; it wasn’t a groan; it was a moan. I giggled, softly trying not to wake him, but it seemed that ship had sailed. My wiggling caused him to hold me tighter, burying his face in my neck, and when I giggled, he began lightly thrusting from behind.
As much as I know some people would fight him off, the thoughts of the day and being upset with one another still relatively fresh, but truth be told I was hornier than he was. However, that didn’t mean I was just going to strip instantly and give it up. I arched my back, grinding my ass into his groin, feeling his member fight against both of our pajama bottoms. This time I did receive a groan. I giggled again, not even trying to be silent in our quiet bedroom.
“Someone wants to tease, huh?” Uh-oh, I’ve activated his Dom voice. I sputtered, trying to make something of an apology or excuse, but it was too late. He pulled and flipped me under him in one swift motion. Even in the mostly dark room, I felt the control in his eyes. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, whispering to me.
“Does someone want to play?”
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered, trying to push my body against him, but he was having none of it. He pinned my wrists above my head and scoffed a bit.
“Well, isn’t that just too bad? Because I’m the only one who gets to play tonight.” With that, he let go of my wrists momentarily, only to reach above our headboard and cuff me to it. Goddammit, sometimes being a brat really sucks.
He swung his leg off me, moving to stand by the bed. He stripped his shirt and shorts, taking extra care to be slow removing his shorts. With the small amount of light in the room, my mouth began to water as he freed himself from his clothes. He then crawled back over to me, straddling my legs and pinning them closed with his knees. I started to whimper as he began stroking himself.
“What’s the matter? What? What’s wrong?” He was antagonizing me. He knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to fuck me into oblivion, I wanted to suck his cock until I couldn’t breathe. I wanted every bruise, every welt, every bite that he would give me. But I had to say the magic words. I had to tell him exactly what I wanted, and someone like me doesn’t communicate very well. I could feel all those words pounding against my skull trying to escape, but my mouth wouldn’t, couldn’t, open. He snickered to himself, watching my torture, until something happened that shocked us both. I said it.
“I want you to fuck me senseless, sir.”
Holy shit, I did it. I said it. I could see in the dim light his face of surprise, which I’m sure mirrored my own. We’d been working on being communicative, mostly my communication, not only in normal life but also in the bedroom. He was so shocked he had stopped stroking. I almost burst into tears. He let go of his cock and quickly got on top of me and kissed all over my face.
“Little one I’m so proud of you!” Kisses in between every word. We both took a moment; he leaned his forehead to mine.
“I’m very proud of you, and I hate to ruin the moment, but I’m still hard.”
“I can feel it, how about we fix that?” He smiled, kissed me again, and pushed himself up straight, straddling my pelvis.
“Because that was such a big thing for you to do, I will forgive the teasing you thought you could get away with earlier, but don’t expect this leniency twice.
“Yes sir.”
He began stroking himself again, but this time his other hand travelled down to my clit, where he started making slow circles. I moaned quietly, trying to contain myself.
“God you’re so wet; my little cum slut is so eager.”
I began thrusting my hips up and down on his hand, begging for him to enter.
“Aww, is someone feeling empty? Well, let me fix that for you.” He aligned himself with my hole and slowly entered me. If not for the handcuffs, I’m sure I would’ve tried to slam him into me.
“Easy little one, I don’t want to accidentally hurt.” He filled me, finally entering me fully. He leaned down, whispering in my ear. “However, I would very much like to leave some purposeful marks.” With that, he bit my shoulder while he began thrusting into me.
Feeling his cock in me and his teeth on my skin, I was already ready to burst. He started picking up the pace, thrusts going faster, and he growled into my shoulder, biting harder.
With the confidence from my earlier outburst, I let out a load moan.
“Oh fuck!” He let go of my shoulder and looked down at me.
“That’s my good girl, louder. I want to hear how much you want this.”
“Sir I want to feel you cum inside me, I’m already close.”
He grinned and pulled out of me. I whimpered at the loss.
“Shh, don’t worry, I’m going to make us feel good.” He grabbed my legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders. Once in position he entered me once more, this time not bothering to start slowly. He began slamming into me, quick and hard, driving me to the edge. He growled into my face, grunting with animalistic sounds that made me wetter.
“Oh sir, I’m close!” I no longer tried to contain my voice, I wanted to be vocal, wanted to let him know how much he drove me crazy.
“Then be a good little slut and cum with me.” I didn’t think it was possible, but he started thrusting faster, driving every inch of himself into me.
“Yes... Sir...” I could barely breathe, think, only feel him inside.
A second later he slams one more time into me as I yell out in pure ecstasy, and I hear him give out a long groan. I clench and twitch around him as I feel his cock pulsing inside me, filling me with everything he has.
We both try to catch our breath, and he leans down and kisses my eyelid, whispering “God you feel so good,”.
“So do you.” I giggle as he starts giving me kisses all over my face again. As soon as he regains composure, he pulls out of me and unlocks the handcuffs. We both get some water, and he checks my wrists to make sure the cuffs didn’t do any unwanted damage. After some bathroom breaks, we lay back down, his arm around me and my head on his chest.
“You know we went to bed mad right?” I have problems communicating, yet sometimes I truly feel I can never keep my mouth shut.
“Oh yeah? Why were we mad?” He looks down at me with an antagonizing smirk.
“I don’t remember, but I think it had something to do with you not going for round two.” I giggle as I look up at him and watch as he raises an eyebrow at me.
“Really? Maybe I took those cuffs off too soon.” He lowers his hand around me, and drags his nails up my back, digging deep enough to leave red marks that he knows I love. I shiver at the pain but decide maybe I could still test the limits of my teasing pardon.
I slowly sit up, crawl to the foot of the bed and stretch like an alley cat; face down, arch back, ass up. I expect him to say something, but instead I feel him move, and hear his nightstand open. Before I have time to look behind me, I hear the crack of the paddle on his palm.
“We’ll see who doesn’t like round two after this.” He then promptly pops me on my right ass cheek.
As I yelp, and prepare for the next swat, I think maybe sometimes going to bed angry isn’t so bad after all.
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I am hungry!!
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I am coming home from college, in Mumbai on my bike.
It’s pouring cats and dogs.. I am drenched to my balls. I stand near a tea stall for temporary roof and give my girl a call..her name’s Minisha!
Me: hey there!!
Payal: hey!! Where Are you? It’s pouring out side.
Me: no shit Sherlock! I will take a little more time than usual.
Payal: ride carefully and come home I am really hungry.
Me: you always are.
Payal: shut up and the sooner you come the better.
Me: on my way!! See you soon Mini.
Now I am 20 to home, wondering what she meant, “the sooner you come the better”!! I have done nothing wrong.
I reach the parking, water dripping down from ever centimetre of my body, walking to the lift helmet in one hand!
Reach the door, ring the bell saying “Mini I am back”
She opens the door “SHE STOOD STARKK NAKED!!!!”
I got stunned and not did I drop my jaw but also my helmet for the first time ever in my life..
She pulled me in holding my collar whilst kicking the door to shut, and kissed me and our tongues met, and my heart pumped the blood like never before, she slid my bag and there goes my laptop with a thud, but I couldn’t give two shits, our mouths are busy, my hands wanted the same thing, to get busy with her breasts, the boobs which I sleep beside every day and still dream of them whilst asleep, the moment I cupped her breast, she moans a little and pushes me to the wall and starts unbuttoning my shirt, I help her with that, she starts kissing me again and pulls my belt buckle to get up and pushes us to wards the single sofa, and she laughs, standing up she’s laughing, coz she’s been planning this before I got home. Hence she said “the sooner you come the better”.
I look into her eyes, start staring down again her neck, her god amazing boobs, her smooth, tender abdomen, and I reach the treasure, I couldn’t see it though, hiding behind her squishy thighs, she notices me stopping my eyes there, and spreads her legs just as little to give me tease. And there is in an ache in my pants.
I look at her she has that smirk on her flushed face!
And I say: Mini you are fucking Amazing!!!
She says “I know that and I am hungry now” gets on her knees to unbuckle my belt and held my trousers, and my underwear and slipped them in one go till my feet.
And business up sprung like a soldier should.
And she gulps into my junior.
I couldn’t say anything for the next minutes apart from Mini , Miniii, Mminiee. She didn’t care for my drenched clothes or my cock.
She new what she wanted and took it.
She was indeed hungry, she’s licking my balls, stroking the mister.
And she goes faster, and I clench my buttocks and there she gulps my entire cock and I shoot in her throat the threads of nectar. And I am on another planet, in ecstasy, I scream “I LOVE YOU MINISHA”..
She takes my cock out, looks into my eyes, engulfs the last bit of nectar in her throat and says, “I know that”!!
I pull her up and kiss her! And flip her down still kissing her!
And there goes the door bell, she stops me and says “the food is here, you go a take a shower and come, I am not done with you yet”
He guys I need an honest feedback on my writing!! Let us know in the comments or DM me.
Enjoy!!
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Fortnightly /r/Incest Request Thread - January 07, 2023 to January 21, 2023. If you're looking for a story/post/user please comment here!
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[B/S] Well, she's here..
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I missed her, she missed me. I deleted my last story so again, a preface:
Late 2020 I fell on hard times, moved into my parents vacation house and repurposed the shed out back into my living quarters so I wouldn't disturb my 2 sisters that live there. The youngest (who was 19 at that time, I was 37/38) seduced me for a month until I caved. We had absolutely wild sex all the time after that which got out of control, our other sister found out, then our parents and pretty much the rest of our family followed. Somehow there was no legal falling out, but due to harassment, I found a lead for work out of state, left my parents house once again figuring the harassment would stop. They still harassed my youngest (who referred to herself as "Nadine" on here) causing her to shut down all her social media and become reclusive. They (my 2 sisters) reached out to me late last year and we decided it''d be best if Nadine came here to stay with me. After much deliberation she finally scheduled a flight last month and I've finally got to spend time with her since noon today.
She won't be using my account anymore, and I have her permission to post here. Well.. we've done good so far, haven't held hands or anything. She told me that she is fine either way. We can be an item or we don't have to be. I'm of that same mindset. She has demonstrated how careful she will be if we go that route which is why she and I.. are well.. okay not going that route! It's a lot of work to keep those kind of tracks covered even though admittedly, it'd be harder to get in trouble here. I have no roommates, just a.. well it's no bedrooms, it's just a 2 person condo. And, I have not made friends with the neighbors.
The possibility is there. Even though I turn 40 this month she voiced that I look "as handsome as ever". She's 20 and absolutely fucking gorgeous with glowing tan skin, knockout body and jet black wavy hair. Both of us remember everything that happened as if it was yesterday.
She made it a point to tell me that if we become a thing, it has to be exclusive and permanent. Otherwise, it's totally fine if we see other people, but in that case, we won't be able to be a thing, as that would be wrong to do to our respective partners.. So, she's sitting next to me on the couch now, and we'll.. I just have to say I admire her growth, how far she's come intellectually. She said she could have ravaged me but those days are over. No kink, just genuine no smoke and mirrors honest intent.
So, we're turning to this reddit community for.. I guess we can think of this as casual conversation with.. some lighthearted advice.
Of course, there will be those that say "what are you waiting for?!" Without any second thought. But.. this is a life altering decision. Don't forget, after the sex ends, we're a couple, and we're also brother and sister, if we decide to go that route.
Her and I have thoughts and hesitations but what I appreciate about this.. this time around is, there's nothing irratic about it. We are both fully aware of the decision and each other's intentions.
I can watch her get her life together, find someone that she can hopefully be happy with, and know that she gets to live a 'normal' life, or we can 'cave' and live in unconventional secrecy. Something that is utterly stigmatized yet in this case, cannot be proven to be objectively 'wrong'?
What say you reddit community? Have any additional light to shine that her and I haven't covered already?
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[B/S][M/S] I'm visiting my parents and my sister told me how she feels and things with mom escalated.
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Hello friends. Hope you’re doing well.
Leeeeets get to it. It was a long weekend. We’re hitting the 6 page limit with this one.
Friday evening we decided to get takeout. My dad and sister went to pick it up. This gave mom and I 20 or 30 minutes to be alone. After my hangout with dad, I felt like I needed to find out if mom had told him about what we did. I mean, I both don’t want to hide anything form him, aaaand also I don’t want to accidentally say something that she was planning on sharing with him at a particular time.
She told me she hasn’t shared with him that we masturbated together in the hot tub. “It didn’t feel like a good time to do it in the conversation we were having. We started talking about it because I finally decided to tell him how I had been feeling lately. How I’m horny all the time,” she explained. Clearly trying to condense everything in order to tell me before they came back, she continued “I explained it wasn’t about him. And then I mentioned that you and I ended up spending a lot of time naked together in the last week or so. And that it was kind of helping me feel distracted and scratching the itch.” She finished with “It’s like I’m having my own little horny adventures.”
I asked what his response was and she said he was kind of apologetic to mom, but also felt justified in his lack of interest in horniness. They both agreed it was. And that everything “was cool under the old rules.”
We left it there because they arrived then with the food.
Saturday morning dad spent it at the office. He had to travel Sunday night to do a work inspection on Monday.
While he was out, my mom, my sister and I hung out in the backyard. I made us a big breakfast.
Something interesting happened. Mom alluded - she didn’t even explicitly say it - that maybe one of these days “we could have a hot tub night.” My sister pretty much shut it down straight away. “I think I’m not interested in hot tub nights for the next while,” she responded.
It felt a little tense. Mom gave me a look, almost acknowledging to me she knew what my sister meant.
This interaction didn’t stop mom from being in the cheerful mood she already was. We all just moved on.
The afternoon was interesting. My parents went shopping, leaving my sister and I alone. Initially we didn’t really even hang out in the same room. She was in her room, with the door closed, and I was in the TV room, on my phone.
I felt a little awkward. Mainly because my sister had said she didn’t want us to spend much time alone. But at the same time, we wanted to slowly transition back to our old habits. Leaving ehr to make the first move felt like the safest bet.
Playing a movie, I hung out by myself until she came out of her room to go to her bathroom. Coming out, ,she heard the movie I was watching and came out to look at the TV without saying anything. She stood there for a bit, quietly. “If you had to bet, how many times would you say you’ve seen this movie?” she finally asked me.
That led to her sitting next to me to watch it, which led to us basically hanging out for the rest of the night. We played Mario Kart until like 2 am. I’m definitely not a video game person, neither is my sister. So it takes A LOT of fun to keep us entertained for that long.
Honestly, it was kind of incredible. We just have this vibe we get going. It’s almost like if you leave us in a room together for long enough, we’re bound to click with each other. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel weird when bedtime came along and we went our separate ways. Man, what I would’ve given at that time to go to bed with her again.
The evening perhaps gave me the wrong impression. I fully recognize the problem was my lack of expectation management. In the morning, I came straight to my sister’s room after waking up. She had her door open and was lying on her already-made bed. I sat at the end of her bed and just hung out there for a little bit.
About 10 minutes in she clearly looked like she was about to have a “this was just a one night stand” talk. “Listen”, she begun, “I really enjoyed last night. And I very much appreciate spending fun time with you again. But I very much meant it when I said, stuff like that only ends up hurting my feelings. I came to bed last night and just felt shitty and cried. Like I said before, I think we need to focus on bonding with groups of people. With mom and dad, with friends… Hanging out alone is a little too hard for me right now.”
Instinctively, I apologized and said I was also left with a bitter sweet feeling when we parted ways. She interrupted me, perhaps a bit aggressively, “that’s what I mean though… I didn’t go to bed ‘bittersweet’. I went to bed feeling like absolute shit. Things may have calmed down for you. But I’m not in a ‘healing’ process… I’m still hurting very much.”
I didn’t know what to say other than “I’m sorry. I’ll respect your boundaries. We can limit our hangouts to group stuff with mom or dad or friends.”
She was a irritated. Not unreasonably so, but enough to have a stern tone. “I don’t mean just with mom. Not the three of us. Or at least… I just want to make it clear. I don’t want anything to ‘happen’ with mom. I’m not vibing it.”
“Ok, sorry again.” I said, before leaving her room. It was pretty awkward for the next couple of hours. I felt pretty deflated.
We were having a get together in the evening. It was my godmother’s birthday and mom was throwing a party for her.
I left to take dad to the airport at around 2 or 3 and by the time I came back, my sister was gone. Mom said she went to spend the night at her friend’s.
I couldn’t help but feel like she left because of our interaction.
It did feel very awkward.
The party was a good distraction though. Not only was the get together lively, but also hosting with mom was fun. It's like we had this little secret way of interacting with each other. I’ve said it a million times before. It’s not like a romantic connection. It’s more like hanging out with our best friend. There is this dynamic between you.
We weren’t silly about it. There were no overt demonstrations of chemistry in front of anyone. Not that people’s first instinct would be to assume anything.
At some point, mom was fully engaged entertaining guests. I took advantage of the moment and completely cleaned up. Not with any particular intention. I think it’s just the ‘being an adult that lives alone’ kicking in.
Mom found this to be a very pleasant surprise that made her act even more chummy than before.
There was this one funny thing that happened right when mom was at her most affectionate. She has these two friends who are about her age )if not a little older), very fit, beautiful women, and have a history of sleeping with much younger guys. It was always a bit of a joke as I was growing up.
I’m not going to give you the whole conversation. But at a certain moment, I made a joke about having to find myself a sugar mama. And said “If you guys are taking applications, I’ll be more than happy to go print out my resume.” They kept going along with the joke and started fake “interviewing” me. Mom reacted so defensively. Like… she was still joking, but it was clear she was joking less, if that makes sense.
It was funny to see mom act almost jealous.
The party ended and mom and I stayed hanging out in the backyard. The weather was just absolutely perfect. Like a cool summer night. Even with the music still going inside the house, it felt extremely quiet outside.
We were sitting across from each other, both of us resting our feet on the coffee table between us. Both of us were drinking. The conversation consisted of small talk only. Then there was a big moment of silence. Mom looked up to the sky, and just held her gaze there. I was pretty much staring into emptiness next to her. From the corner of her eye it would’ve seemed like I was looking right at her.
By the time she moved to look at me, at least 3 minutes would’ve passed. She smiled and, without providing much context, she said, “you did good today. I’m very proud to show you off.” Her expression was a genuinely loving one.
Responding only with a simple, I waited a moment, then patted the seat next to me, inviting her to join me on the couch. “You move here, bitch. I’m your mom. I don’t come to you, you come to me,” she responded, with a cocky grin on her face.
I got up and slowly moved around the table to join her. “Tonight was fun,” I said. Then I finished, “I’m tired, though.”
Mom agreed. “Yeah, I’m dead too….” There was a thinking moment, then she continued “do you want to go into the hot tub? I feel like the hot water would leave me absolutely primed for bed.”
Ok… Let’s pause here. Inner conversation time. This was the moment in which the different versions of myself get together in my head to assess the situation and what’s going to happen. So all the different Selects confer…
OMG! “The Council of Selects”….
So… The night’s been going great… I really wouldn't mind having a quick wanking session with mom. I was actually buzzed enough that it would’ve been really fun. BUT at the same time, another Select is feeling really shitty after the conversation with my sister. The fact that she explicitly says she doesn't want anything to happen with mom , makes me feel that if she found out something happened with mom she would probably resent it.
BUT, then another Select proposes that there was a time in which I was the one doing the chasing and my sister would hide around to do stuff with my parents. She only stopped because we started a relationship.
It was time to vote. The 7 different Selects take a sit at the round table and then, when it’s time to cast a vote on what to do next, mom stands off the couch and says “I think I’m gonna do it.” She put her drink down, stood up next to me and proceeded to get absolutely naked, placing her clothes neatly folded on the coffee table.
Mom walked over to the hot tub, beeped and booped some buttons to get the water to warm up, then came back to sit next to me.
The Council’s meeting was then canceled. “Ok, are you coming in? Cause if you’re not, I’ll just put up with the cold water.”
Without thinking much more about it I said “Ok, I’ll join you. But I don’t want to go in the cold water. I can wait.” Then I stood up, took my clothes off and sat back down.
Right hand to God, I do not remember thinking about it. But when I sat down, already having a semi, my hand started fiddling with my dick. Just kind of tossing it around, like marinating a hot italian sausage. Or, I guess, in my case a spanish chorizo.
Mom was quick to point it out. “Oh, well, well. What do we have here? If it isn’t a little pervert.”
For some reason, I was a little embarrassed. So I apologized. But then my hand just kept playing with my dick. Now stroking it, not just tossing it around. Very slowly, though.
“It’s fine, you can do it if you’d like. You’ve earned it tonight,” she said, turning toward me to see it better.
In complete silence, I was now formally jerking off. She watched. From time to time I’d look at her, then back to my dick. She lifted her legs and brought them up to the seat, so she was almost kneeling, sitting on the couch. If that makes sense.
As I stroked my dick, she silently observed.
After a couple of minutes had passed, I was fully engaged. Her hand suddenly moved towards me. Without any warning. It landed on my dick. She shuffled her body to be closer to me, then proceeded to jerk me off.
My own hands back off, and just let it happen. I didn’t really know where to look or what to do. I simply looked at her and she looked at me.
With her body completely up on the couch, she lifted herself to brim my face between her breasts.
I cannot describe to you how this felt. From the moment we started, it felt like I was going down hill, but at least my foot was somewhat on the breaks. Now, I was rolling down completely unencumbered.
In a motion, almost of full relaxation, I shoved my face between her tits and kissed them, eventually landing on her nipples.
Ok…. Now that I’m typing this down I’m realizing this is probably something a psychologist would have a thing or two to say about.
But I started sucking and biting her nipples. Not necessarily like I was breastfeeding… But also not necessarily unlike breastfeeding. Ugh. I’m cringing so much right now.
Her left hand played with my dick, her tits were in my mouth, and her right hand started stroking my hair. I was completely immersed.
Jesus.
Perhaps 4 minutes after I came. Her hand got completely covered. It felt like I was gushing cum forever.
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Fireflies [M30/F30][Oral][Penetration][Anal]
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Ryan cupped Mary’s breast as they spooned in the nude under a thin sheet in the mid July heat. Mary pressed back into him, their legs intertwined, trying to maximize contact. She could feel him breathe against her back and she smiled softly feeling how perfectly her ass tucked into him. It was a slow moment for them, they were in the business of killing time in each others arms. They were waiting for it to get dark.
By eleven Mary decided to get up and stretch before getting ready. Ryan rolled over to look at her beautiful curves silhouetted by the low light of the room. She really does have the best booty, he thought. Inspired, he also got up and crouched next to her. Holding her thigh, he kissed her cheek and looked up at her. It was that look that always melted her heart. It wasn’t lust or a mischievous glimmer (although those had their moments, she thought), it was adoration.
She cupped his face in her hands and gently pulled him up to his feet. He stopped at several key points to pause and give them love and attention too. When he was standing it felt like he towered over her, his long curls framed their faces as he looked down and kissed her nose. “Let’s get ready,” he said, “it’s almost time.”
They threw on light comfortable clothes, not wanting much more in the still humid air of mid summer. Ryan wore long boxers and a tank top and Mary chose a pair of threadbare cotton shorts and one of his baggy tie-dye shirts. They walked out of the cozy two bedroom apartment and into the cobblestoned street gloomily illuminated by the intermittent street lights that gave off soft hazy glow like dim full moons.
They walked over to the nearby park. The streets were empty and still. This part of town was always asleep at this hour and they had the place to themselves to admire the spooky façade of the old suburban houses as they walked by. In the park there were no lights and dozens of tall old trees that outlined a clearing in the middle. As the approached the middle, cool dew dampened their toes and they could hear the inner parts of the park become alive with the activities of critters of the night.
Passing through the last of the towering trees and into the clearing they found what they were waiting for. The clearing and inner layer of the tree line were alive with tens of thousands of fireflies. It was as if thousands of small dim arcs of green electricity were pulsing all around them. This special event was just for them as the town slept.
Ryan and Mary held each other in their arms and slowly danced to a tune in their head as they soaked in the surroundings. Some fireflies flew close by and being engulfed in the bioluminescence was intoxicating. Ryan leaned down to kiss Mary, a soft nibble on her lip slowed the moment down to a standstill. She breathed it in. Magic found its way to her in different ways throughout the seasons and she looked forward the summer light show as much as the others.
Ryan felt his way up her baggy t-shirt and began fondling her chest as he kissed more intensely against the inside of her neck. She could feel him stiffening in his boxers which pressed against her belly. “Take one last look,” she said, “because I want to take you home.” They breathed in the surroundings for a few moments more before turning back to the apartment. They giggled as they realized how fast they were walking, eager for the next piece of magic.
Once the door had closed behind them Mary’s attitude changed. Taking an aggressive stride she pushed Ryan against the door and threw her lips against him. He cupped her jawline in his hands and she teased the tip of his nose with hers. She pushed down his boxers and could feel his hard dick in her hand already dripping with precum. As she felt how wet he was she smiled so proudly that Ryan kissed her teeth.
She crouched down in front of him and licked him clean before putting his balls in her mouth. Looking down Ryan could see his hard dick laid across her face. She looked up at him and winked with a smile. It was the pride that melted his heart, but also drove him to want to challenge that smirk. With a primal ferocity he tore the rest of their clothes off and herded her to the nearby couch where he laid on his back. He pulled her thighs around either side of his head and began eating her out. Mary grabbed his dick and continued to blow him, but Ryan’s quick and attentive tongue left her moaning on his dick.
Looking at the fine curves of her ass Ryan noticed Mary had put in a butt plug before they left. He redoubled his efforts with his tongue and it wasn’t long before Mary was too distracted to do much more than hold his dick in her mouth and moan out the orgasm that crashed across her body. “I want you to fill me up,” she requested.
She got up and spun around so that she was straddling his waist and pushing him inside her. She could feel his hard cock push against her butt plug and it left her feeling absolutely stuffed. Leaning over him, she cupped her breast and fed her nipple into his mouth to suck on. Ryan did so greedily and grabbed the other breast firmly in his hand making sure she couldn’t get away. Mary began to ride him and felt the next orgasm rising inside her.
Ryan nibbled on her nipple hard and she sat upright to squat on his dick for a deeper angle. She braced her hands against his chest and closed her fists around his tuft of chest hair. At this angle she could drive him into her hard and with her full weight behind it. Ryan teased and pinched her nipples hard and held. It made the orgasm rise faster. He began to pull on her nipples in time with the rising wave of the orgasm. “I’m cumming,” she screamed, and Ryan let go of her nipples to magnify the sensation. She was still for a moment and catching breath. Ryan sat up and wrap his arms around her, each movement sending strong sensations inside her.
“I want to cum in your ass,” he said as he pushed her back to sit on the couch and went and got some lube. He returned to find Mary had removed the plug and was laying on her back with her feet off the couch. Ryan kneeled in front of her and gently entered inside her, pausing to get an okay from Mary to move in further still. By the time he was all the way inside her Mary was confident she had forgotten how big his dick was and dedicated most of her attention on just continuing to breathe.
Ryan leaned down to kiss her tenderly and slowly began moving in and out of her, building up a rhythm. He cupped her ribs on either side, his thumbs arced like the underwire of a bra under her breasts. He wanted a good grip to thrust he shared, but also wanted to watch her chest sway and he drove harder inside of her.
With a little bit of time they were both comfortable with more aggressive driving and Ryan began pounding into her. Mary began to tease her clit with her fingers and the intensity was too much, the orgasm came and went and then stayed with smaller orgasms rippling in short succession. She screamed and begged Ryan to fill her up and cum deep in her ass. Her request sent him over the edge and in one final drive he unloaded inside her. Her whole body reacted every time she could feel his throbbing dick twitch inside her. Her legs and arms slumped, giving in to the sweaty satisfying exhaustion that moments with Ryan always caused.
He leaned forward and did the same ritual he always did after sex. He kissed her forehead, then kissed her nose, then kissed her lips. And while his face was close to hers he gazed into her eyes and with a smirk he said “thanks for the sex.”
He sat back and slowly pulled out of her, noting Mary’s reaction as each inch retreated from deep inside her. He stood and helped pull her to her feet. Her legs were shaking so badly that she clung to him with most of her weight in his arms. He guided her to the tub and helped lay her in it. She let the warm water wash over her as her strength slowly returned. Ryan gently cleaned her with the loofa and by the time he was done, she had the strength to return the favor. Clean and exhausted, they headed back to bed where they fell asleep spooning and once again tangled up with one another.
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[F] Making myself orgasm in my mums lingerie
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Hi I'm Charlotte and for as long as I can remember I've been addicted to masturbating, from the first time I caught my older sister and then immediately went to my room to try what I saw her doing, up until just this morning as soon as I woke up and I just had to sink my fingers deep inside me, I just love doing it.
One time when I was still living at my parents house, I'd been looking at lingerie on my laptop and wondering whether or not to buy some and how it would feel or how sexy I'd look in it. I got the stupid idea to snoop around my mums underwear drawer in search of any of her lingerie, I didn't know if I would find any. I was alone in the house so I could spend as much time as I needed in my parents room without getting caught.
I looked through her underwear drawer and found a whole heap of different panties but nothing at the time that I would of considered lingerie, I knew my mum had a secret drawer under her bed, which was blocked by her wardrobe. I pulled her bed out and as soon as I opened it, I saw a pair of red lace panties and matching bra. My heart started to race in my chest as I picked them up, feeling the fabric in my fingers.
My next stupid decision came a few minutes later when I was stood naked in my parents bedroom with the panties laid on the bed, I could feel myself getting wetter by the second and my horny brain was taking over. I picked up the panties and slipped them on, they were a surprisingly tight fit as they hugged my perky ass, I was instantly soaked and I knew I was getting my juices all over my mums panties. My parents room had a full length mirror as I stared at myself in it, my hands exploring my body and make their way in the panties as I started to slowly rub my clit, I knew deep down that it was wrong but I couldn't stop myself. Before I knew it I was laid down on my parents bed and my fingers were deep inside me with my other hand firm squeezing one of my tits, I'd lost all sense of the world around me and I was solely focused on making myself orgasm in my mums lingerie. I was making a whole host of moaning sounds with each movement of my fingers and as I got close to orgasming, I released my boob from my hand and started to furiously rub my clit until I felt an earth shattering wave of pleasure course through my body which made my body shake. I laid there with my eyes closed panting in my parents bed for a while with my fingers still firmly inside of me. After that day, I masturbated while wearing my mums panties quite a lot until I noticed they were thrown out.
Thank you for reading my story 😀
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[M/s] explorer my son's "weird" kinks
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I'm using quotes for weird simply because they are uncommon and as a woman who is very sexually experienced, confident and most importantly perfectly fine having consensual sex with family members I don't judge.
Our sexual relationship has been going on for roughly 9 years now originally starting with a night of passion before he left for college. Everything was relatively vanilla were we would occasionally have sex that is until about 2 years into our on/off thing started. He brought up the fact that I never spanked him and he asked me why I never did. I'm a member of the bdsm community and have been since I started having sex so to me spanking someone always had a sexual context. After hearing me out he started to confess how much he wanted me to physically and emotionally abuse him. I'm a switch and have limited experience in this role and was extremely intrigued so I agreed to formally take the role of his "mommy dommy" as some might say.
We've spent the last 7 years exploring this dynamic and my son has me indulging some rather strange requests. I'm not judging often enjoying the ideas he comes up with but lately my feet have been getting a lot of attention. Everything from simple foot jobs to stepping on his food before he eats. I don't always understand it but it's something I can do that makes him satisfied and content so I do it for him.
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[M/S] How it all began, with my mom and me
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I just have to get something off my chest. So well, it is going to be a tough, and long read. But a few things first: Yes, my mom and I are doing it. We fuck each other. But it hasn’t always been that way. It is a relatively recent thing to happen. And no, I don’t feel guilty or ashamed because of it. Neither does she. But it took some time to get that point. To accept ourselves, and our forbidden urges. To really enjoy what we were doing. But now, back to how it all began.
In the country I live in, the first Corona lock down went in place in March 2020 and lasted until June 2020. Due some unlucky circumstance mom was visiting the town I live in and was stuck. No, not because she wasn’t able to drive back to our family home, a few hours away from the city I live in, she didn’t wanted too. She was afraid of being alone. So I invited her over to my place, into my apartment: “Mom, it is okay. No need to be afraid. You can stay at my place. Call one of your neighbors, let them look after the house for some time. I’d love to spent those difficult days with you.”
The main reason for why I wasn’t suggesting that we spent lock down together at our family home was my work. I was stuck in town during the first lock down, counting towards the essential working force that was needed to keep everything up and running. Something that luckily changed later on.
The first weeks of lock down passed by without any major problems. Mom was sleeping in my living room, I had my room and I was out to go to work during day. While I was out mom was taking care of the place, did all of the laundry and cooked for the two of us. I enjoyed the service, she enjoyed being not alone in the evening.
Oh, just in case you are asking yourself, mom was 59 year old back then and I was 35. But now, back to my story.
After two weeks someone decided that my work wasn’t that essential at all, so they sent me into home office. And they cut down my weekly work time to my minimum without reducing my paycheck too much. To be honest, nothing that I was really mad about.
But two people spending all their time in my small apartment, with only one bedroom, mine, one bathroom and one bigger living room / kitchen area was fun in the beginning, but got more difficult with every day that passed by: We began to argue because of nothing. Or we were jumping around each other like some maniacs. Yes, there was something happening between the two of us.
About three two weeks passed by. And one Saturday morning, I was wearing my boxers and a T-shirt, when I was on the way from my room to the bathroom, mom only wearing her nightgown was jumping around me once more. She was annoying the shit out of me. I lost it. I grabbed her, in a gentle way, and told her to stop. Mom answered the following: “Force me too.”
She said it all in a very, very certain tone. A tone many of us now. But not that many of us have ever heard coming out of their mothers mouth. She was seducing me, sort off.
And horny, bored me was thinking, why not? So it happened. A few minutes later mom and I shared passionate kisses. Our clothes were flying through the air. We landed on my bed. Naked. With our hands all over each others bodies. Then she spread her legs for me.
A few moments later I was eating out my mother’s pussy for the first time. She tasted like heaven. She liked my doing. Soon after her moaning was filling the room.
Before she had her first orgasm, she pulled me back up: “Fuck me. Please.”
No need to say horny me something like that twice. I went in position to stick my dick inside my mother’s pussy for the first time. But I failed. All she whispered was: “Lube.”
Luckily I had some lube in my nightstand. I got it out. I lubed up my dick. I poured some of it on her pussy, then I gave mom a passionate kiss and then I slid my dick inside her. It felt nothing but awesome. Her pussy seemed to be made for my dick.
I fucked her gentle in the beginning. Then I upped the paste. I went in balls deep, but not to hard. More and more tension was building up. Her moaning got more intense with every thrust I gave her. I came closer and closer to an orgasm. One more thrust and my aching balls emptied themselves inside my mothers pussy. She came with me. Her legs were shaking. She clearly enjoyed our fuck too.
Then two sweaty bodies collapsed next to each other. Enjoying the hormone cocktail in their bloodstream. But then, two people had the most severe case of post nut clarity you can have. We looked at each other, both thinking one thing: What have we done?
Mom immediately left my bedroom while I wanted to sink into the ground. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You don’t fuck your own mom. You don’t do that. Mom was fighting a similar battle. None of us knew how to cope with the situation.
A few hours of desperation later I had to get out of my room. I had to go to the bathroom. And I needed something to eat, something to drink. Mom was in siting on the sofa in the living room. We weren’t able to look at each other. We weren’t able to talk with each other. I grabbed some food, something to drink after I visited the bathroom then I went into my room again. Being in the same room with mom just was unbearable on that day.
Later on the same day, in the early evening, mom was knocking at my door. Her body was trembling, she struggled to get some words out of her mouth: “Son, we have to talk.”
I just nodded with my head. While anxiety was filling up my body. It felt like I could puke at every moment. Mom took a few deep breaths in and out. Then she began to talk. While we avoided to look each other in the eyes: “I have no clue what had come over me earlier today. I lost it. I haven’t acted like that in a long long time. And for sure never towards you, son.”
I nodded my head. Then I opened my mouth. While struggling to get any words out: “Something like that happened to me before. But, it shouldn’t happen with you, mom. It just shouldn’t happen. But it did. And I am very sorry for my doing.”
Out of the corner of my eyes I saw a small, nearly invisible smile appearing on her face. Just for an second or so. Then mom began to talk again: “No need to excuse. It was my fault too. I was hitting on you. Something in my head just went insane earlier in the morning. I lost it. I fucked you, my own son. A thing that should not be.”
No, a thing that should not be. But it happened. We weren’t able to change it. We had to cope with it. To go on, because we were mother and son. We weren’t able to walk out of each others lives, or well, we didn’t wanted to walk out of each others lives. It was mom who asked the unavoidable question: “What should we do now? How can we go on after what we have done?”
I shrugged with my shoulders: “I don’t know mom. I really don’t know.”
Tears began running down her cheeks. I felt miserable too. Probably the most miserable I felt in my whole damn life. But then, without thinking, it just happened, I stood up from my bed, went over to mom and hugged: “We’ll figure out a way mom. Promised.”
She calmed down a little bit: “Are you sure about that?”
“Yes mom, I am. Let’s get something to eat. And then we talk. And then we see.”
A smile appeared on her face. For the blink of an eye: “Okay, I make some food for the two of us.”
Later, while having dinner together, mom and I talked it all through. We tried to figure out why it has happened. We talked about some possible consequences. And we talked about the sex itself. In the end, we came to one conclusion: Our hormones must have taken over. It happens when you are stuck in close quarters. By the looks of it, even to a mom and her son.
Then we tried to figure out a solution. But the only one we came up with was mom leaving, going back to our family home. But that meant that both of us would be stuck at home alone. Well she had some neighbors to talk too, but I would have no one. Something I really was afraid off. And something she didn’t wanted me to have to go through.
The second solution was that we both would move back into our family home. The best solution. But I wasn’t sure if it was doable, because of my work. The third solution was staying at my place. Together. Hoping that it wouldn’t happen again.
So after we figured out what to do next, or we were close too, we talked about the sex itself. A very awkward conversation. But in the end, we both could laugh about it, and we both came to the conclusion, that it had something. Looking back from now, the seed was already planted back then.
So mom and I went back to our usual routine. I worked from home, she kept the place up and running. We tried to give each other as much space as possible. On the Monday after I asked at work if I could move out into the countryside. But they said no. Without giving any real reason for it. Fucking assholes. Luckily that changed for the second lock down. But now, back to the first one.
When I told mom about it, I was more than just pissed. But she convinced me that it was okay. She hugged me and told me that she would stay with me. And that it would work out between the two of us.
And it did work out. But not in way we hopped that it would do. Over the next couple of days sexual tension was building up again. We were jumping around each other again. But this time we talked about what was going on. And horny as we were, we came up with the brilliant idea to do it once more. To fuck again.
Moments later I was searching for some lube while mom was bent over the kitchen table. Luckily I found some kitchen oil. I drowned my cock in it and slid him inside my mom’s pussy. It felt awesome. We both were enjoying it. We both came together. And then post nut clarity hit again. But not even half as hard as hit after our first time. We still were able to look each other in the eyes after we had done the most taboo thing on Earth.
But we had to talk about it again. And yes, it still was a very awkward thing to do. But by far less awkward then on the Saturday before. In the end we came to one conclusion: Why not. Why not enjoying each others company from time to time. The sex felt good, and we just tell no one about it.
No we didn’t start to fuck like some rabbits. It happened once, maybe twice a week until look down was over and mom moved back into our family home. But we enjoyed it more and more. We even got our kinks out of it. But we swore to each other, that it would stop after lock down was over. Well, it didn’t stop. It kept on going.
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I 33[F] blue balled my 33[M] husband leading to a night of intense orgasms. Part 1
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My husband and I are trying for baby #3. I track ovulation and put my ovulation window on our shared Google calendar, and pre warning him that I'll be a slut for his cock. The evening beforehand, my husband received a reminder on his phone. I teased my ass on the crotch of his jeans when he stood behind me while I made dinner. He whispered in my ear, "Tomorrow night, baby." This made my pussy instantly ache with desire and become wet. I groaned, knowing he was going to make me wait for his cock.
Fast-forward to bedtime, we both sleep naked. My nipples were rock hard with desire and the cold of our bedroom bitting at them. We slip into bed, and he begins to look at his phone. My pussy aching for his cock and my nipples burning with desire. I lay on my back and reach into our sexy drawer, and grab my curved glass dildo. I slowly begin to rub my clit with my dildo, my clit swells with pleasure. I know my husband can hear how wet my pussy is getting, and my little moans of pleasure. I slide the dildo down to my soaking wet entrance, applying pressure as I rub the dildo on my pussy. My husband is listening to my wetness next to me, I reach over and begin to play with his nipple. Rubbing it between my ring finger and middle finger. He lets out a small moan as I feel his nipple become erect. With my hand holding my dildo against my pussy, I begin to slowly fuck myself with my dildo. I rub his nipple faster, and I can feel his other hand strocking his
cock. I fuck myself harder and faster, feeling the dildo spread my tight wet pussy. I want his cock so bad, I tell him how bad I want to feel his cock in my wet pussy. As I tell him this, I flick my index finger finger over his nipple, he begins to stroke his cock faster. I fuck my very wet pussy with my dildo, I can feel my orgasm building. My husband whipsperes to me breathlessly to cum for him. On that command, my pussy tightens around the dildo as I fuck myself faster. I gasp and arch my back towards my dildo, I want to cum so bad. My husband whispers again, to come hard for him. My body quivers as I fuck my pussy, my pussy clenches and I feel the release of my orgasm. Right then my husband tells me he is going to cum. He moans as his hot load squirts from his cock, I instantly convulse into an intense orgams as I squirt around my dildo.
Part 2....coming soon
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Kat’s first weekend joining the MILF party cont.
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By the time I was done fucking young Danny in the bedroom Dee uses, the others were all in the living room. Joe and Kat had completed their first ‘Get better acquainted’ romp.
Kat was sitting on the sofa and had put on a silky little robe before coming back out here. Dee was behind the bar miking drinks, again. Joe as sitting on a stool, naked. I could see that Dee was topless but when she came out from behind the bar, she was naked also.
I said hi to Joe and Dee, had to peek around the corner to see Kat on the sofa. I was headed across the hall to my bedroom to get something on, carrying my bikini bottom.
Don’t know why, I just don’t feel comfortable sitting around completely naked. I see Kat didn’t either. Must be a modesty, or self conscious thing. Dee doesn’t like clothes and has no problem with jiggling around in her birthday suit.
I went to my bedroom and showered quick. When I came back to the living room, there was just Joe sitting at the bar alone. I went over and sat by him. Joe got up to freshen our drinks.
I don’t mind others walking around naked if that’s their thing, and definitely don’t mind that Joe is now. I can’t help but check out that young, firm ass of his, and the entire package.
I immediately studied his bare backside while he went around the bar. It sent those arousing pings and tingles over my body.
I asked Joe where the other three were. I thought off in one of the bedrooms. I looked over at the sunroom/bedroom Kat is using and didn’t see anyone there.
Joe said that Kat went into the kitchen awhile ago, then Danny followed, then Dee went. “Hmm?” I thought, looking at the doorway to the kitchen.
“Seems that Kat is keeping busy. That’s good. I doubt if they’re making a snack.” I said, then asked Joe, “How did you and Kat get along before?”
“Joe smiled at me as he set my drink in front of me. “Just wonderful, Dotty. Kat’s very passionate, vigorous and forceful. Very much into bumpin and grinding. Looking forward in getting with her again, if she’s not being kept busy that is.”
“From the sounds of it, she’s busy somehow now.” I replied as I looked towards the kitchen door again.
All I heard was my sister’s gasping moans. I slid from the bar stool to go see what the commotion was all about. Joe followed me to the doorway.
I stepped into the foyer between the two rooms and there laid on the floor the robe Kat was wearing. I could see her calves and feet sticking out bouncing around.
I took another step and see the entire thing going on. there was Kat with her butt up on the kitchen table and Danny between her long legs fucking her.
Dee was standing against them, kissing from Kat to Danny. Playing with Kat’s pointed titties and rubbing Kat’s muff and clit while Danny fucked Kat.
I let Joe see what was going on and I went back to the bar. Joe came back after watching Danny and Dee teaming up on Kat. The live sex scene in the kitchen had turned on Joe. He had a raging boner when he cozied up next to me.
He gave me a wet, passionate kiss, then looking into my eyes he says, “Dotty, let’s go in the bedroom. I want you, bad.”
“Sure thing, honey. You were reading my mind exactly.” I softly answered.
Joe took my hand and led me to my bedroom. I glanced at the kitchen doorway and the sounds of sex coming from that room. Dee was now face to face with Kat kissing, standing between Kat’s legs. Danny had ahold of Dee’s waist fucking her from behind.
We stepped into my room and I smiled at my young lover, Joe, as I let the robe fall to the floor. Joe kissed me, squeezing my large titties. I squeezed his hard cock making pleasurable humming moans as we shared this sloppy, hungry kiss.
“You’re so big and hard, baby. I’ve been thinking about this all week.” I softly said as I looked between our bodies at my hand feeling Joe’s thick cock.
“Yeah, me too. I masturbated every night with the image of your sexy body in my mind.” Joe tells me.
“I did some of that also.” I smilingly said as I crawled up on the bed.
Joe playfully slapped my bare ass as I rolled to my back. Joe got over me between my spread legs. He leaned down and kissed me. I reached down and rubbed his fat cock head to my wet opening.
“I’ll never get tired of you filling me like this, Joe honey. I love being your fuck buddy.” I told him as I watched his hard cock enter me.
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[B/s] the long road home - the tryst (part 1)
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The names are fake, dates are made up, and the places don't exist. All parties participating in sexual activities were over 18 at the time of the event.
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Emma and I drifted a little apart after dad's funeral. The family tried to have an reunion every year for mom's sake. Typically at least half the family made it year by year. Everyone made it to a reunion at least once after a few years. That is, everyone except Emma. She had 2 babies throughout those years, so the common excuse was the difficulty getting young kids on an airplane. The trouble was, we had many, many nieces and nephews. More than a few infants and toddlers made it to the reunions.
Despite her absence, Emma did remain in contact with the family group. Mostly emails back then, but everyone would call each other and catch up at least twice a year, normally when planning for the reunions. Everyone was doing pretty good back then, but things in my own house were getting bad.
I got married to one of my high-school girlfriends a little while after dad's funeral. Huge mistake. It wasn't long before I was living in a dead bedroom. Of course Emma seemed to have a life so much better than mine. I was jealous of her. In the those years after our dad died, she had 2 children and was living in a nice neighborhood. She was living the picket fence scenario and I was happy for her! I just wished I could find that for myself! Then came the triple threat year.
A few years after dad died, I lost my job and my wife at the same time. My ex was fucking my boss so that's how that happened! It wasn't really a surprise. In fact, it was kind of a relief after years of limited sex and constant bickering. I just wanted to be free again, but my bank account suffered. The real silver lining was that we didn't have any children to fight over!
The third disaster was to the family. 3 months after the annual family reunion that same year, our mother passed away. Like my divorce, mom's death wasn't much of a surprise. She and dad were having health problems for years before dad passed. Mom just hung on a little longer.
I was in rough shape when everyone gathered in Oldtown for the funeral. We all thought it was the last time we would see that old house. My brothers and sisters had a kind of "family meeting" where we all agreed to sell the house and split the proceeds. But all the older siblings had a lot of fond memories of the place. Everyone tried to cram into the old house one last time. There was just no way we were all going to fit even if some of us slept on the floors! So a few of us, including Emma and I, volunteered to get hotel rooms instead.
I didn't expected anything to happen. After so many years, neither Emma nor I had said a word about that night. I figured it was just a one time thing that would never happen again. So many life changing events happened since then, I figured Emma probably didn't even remember (if she didn't just suppress the memory or something) I didn't really even have time to think about it myself. Hell, we weren't even staying in the same hotel!
Things changed a little after catching up. Just hours after seeing each other again after years apart, Emma and I spent pretty much started up where we left off! We spent the whole weekend together, just talking and catching up.
I was recently divorced and she was having another "rough patch" with shit-bag. She had left her kids with their grandmother (Shit-bag's mom, whom I will lovingly refer to as the harpie). That was a major clue to me that shit-bag was spending the weekend with one of his prostathots. Having gone through the stages of infidelity myself, I could see some common threads in Emma's life to what happened to me. She tried to say things were fine, but even though I was still hurting from my own divorce, I could clearly see Emma wasn't fine.
The night after the funeral, everyone was talking about going home the next day. There were some attempts to start another week-long reunion, but nothing really stuck. It was too cold for camp-outs and only about half the brothers and sisters had any real affinity to Oldtown. Besides, everyone had to work on Monday. After the luncheon, some people were already getting packed up to leave that night! I had nowhere to be and I'm sure Emma wasn't in a rush to get back to her so called "home".
Emma and I carpooled to the funeral and she brought me back to my hotel when people started breaking off. It was getting late but I wanted to keep talking. I think we were both a little starved of adult socialization. We made up the excuse that I wanted to give her gas money and she followed me up to my room. I genuinely wanted to keep talking. I felt a really good connection with Emma all weekend. We ended up sitting on my bed and chatting for an hour before something happened.
"I miss this" was the last thing she said before that awkward silence.
We sat there staring at each other for quite a while. It was such a strange moment of time. Emma was my sister, I knew I shouldn't have had those kind of attractions, but there was something about her I found simply irresistible. Then, without any prompting from the other, We leaned in and kissed. It was like we both knew what we wanted and who we wanted it from. It wasn't a long kiss. But it was slow and soft. The kind of kiss lovers share a few hours before a long night of passion. I kept thinking it was the best kiss I've had in a long time.
I was about to go in for a second kiss, but Emma stopped me and pushed back. She had this "caged animal " look in her eyes. Then, without another word, she abruptly left. No explanation. She just got up and walked out.
I was more than a little confused, but I thought I understood. The night after dad's funeral was something special. A unique situation that couldn't be repeated no matter how bad we might have wanted to. That's what I was thinking for nearly a full hour.
Then there was a knock on the door and Emma was back!
I tried to apologize for kissing her, but before I could say much, she stopped me. That's when I noticed her hair was damp and she was carrying her luggage. You can't imagine what that realization meant to me right then. So many things went through my mind. This wasn't just an impromptu fling any more. This was turning into a tryst. Then she stepped in, kicked the door closed behind her, dropped her suitcase with a loud bang, and pulled me into a long and passionate kiss.
It was not like any kiss I've ever had before. There was a frightened passion kind of energy in it. Her left leg was hooked around me and she was trembling. Her breathing fluttered in her chest as she grasped and wrestled with my face and neck. When we finally stopped, she remained right up in my face with her leg around me, She was breathing hard and staring deep into my eyes with this scary, predatory look. When she finally got hold of herself, she guided me over to the bed and sat me down.
It was a little uncomfortable for a minute after that. She stepped back to the center of the room and took her coat off. She was wearing a light blue dress that came down below her knees. It's a fairly normal dress, no plunging neckline, backless, off the shoulder or anything like that, It was just a normal, blue, Sunday-type dress. But something about that dress was irresistible. It hugged her figure and accentuated her curves.
She stood there for quite a while hugging her coat like a safety blanket. She tried several times to say something, but nothing came out. Then she stopped trying. She just stood there. Thinking. It was like she had a plan in her mind but didn't know how to begin. After maybe 5 minutes, she finally took this really deep breath...
"Can I take my clothes off?" she blurted uncomfortably.
It was a strange question and I knew right then she wasn't actually nervous. Emma was trying to overcome some sort of emotional programming. Honestly, I should have unpacked it right then, but I was still young and naive. Besides, I thought it was because of the fact we were brother and sister. Or that she was still married and this was the beginning of an affair (I don't care what shit-bag was doing, we were raised to respect the sanctity of marriage. An affair is an affair even if it's justified). As far as I knew, it might have been both!
I nodded.
Emma's face went totally blank and she tossed her coat toward the closet. Then she slipped off her shoes and kicked them to the side while reaching over herself with her right hand to unzip the side of her dress. Then she slowly slipped the straps off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She immediately kicked the dress over to her shoes then continued looking down and away as she gathered her strength.
She was wearing a matching set of underwear, a black bra and panties with shear, black, thigh-high stockings. For a split second Emma glanced up at me, then she had this "oh yeah" moment and crouched down, quickly rolling her stockings down. Once they were off her legs, she tossed the stockings onto the the little heap with her dress and shoes before standing again. She stood there in her underwear for another minute or two, seemingly waiting for me to say something. But I had nothing to say for quite a while! I was completely enamored with her body.
Her breasts were soft and inviting. They were lightly pressed up in her bra, accentuating her cleavage in that sexy way. Her hips were a bit wider than before, and her thighs were softly curved with the kind of padding a woman gets after having 2 babies. Her body was absolutely phenomenal. Not too thick, not too skinny. Just a flawless, young, milf physique. Even that little hint of stretch-marks that enshrined her belly button were sexy! She was beautiful and I was hungry for more. Before I could say anything Emma finally spoke.
"Do my fat rolls bother you?" She asked with this hauntingly desperate look.
I realize I was staring, but her statement forced me to re-examine her body wondering what the hell I'd missed to not see "fat rolls". Back then, the word "fat" was either a description or an insult. We didn't use words like "thick" or "phat" ("with a ph"), and there was no positive spin to the word. It had only one meaning: overweight.
Make no mistake, Emma was in no way "fat". She wasn't "thick" either! It's true her body had a little extra padding, but it only added to the positive aesthetic of her body. If anything, the extra padding filled out her flesh to perfection. I'd say she was soft, but that's how women SHOULD look.
"You don't have any fat rolls."
She put her left hand on her side and pinched a bit of flesh.
"This doesn't bother you?"
I shook my head.
Emma nervously turned to the right and bent her hips a little, sticking her butt out toward me, as she put her hand on her left hip.
"Does my fat ass bother you?" She asked.
"You don't have a fat ass."
She didn't even have cellulite in her bum or thighs! All of my other sisters complained about cellulite after pushing out a baby or two! Emma turned back and looked me up and down like she didn't believe me. Then she obstinately pinched a bit of flesh on her belly with both hands.
"I AM fat." she complained.
"That's not fat."
Emma had born 2 kids, but her skin was exquisite. The only so called "flaw" she had was the light swath of stretch-marks surrounding her belly button. But, like I said, even those were sexy! After 2 kids, she earned every millimeter of that skin and there was nothing "unattractive" about it. I was starting to feel a little insulted!
"You're beautiful, Emma."
The room went silent for a full minute. She couldn't believe me.
"Really?" she asked, mocking.
Emma smiled sarcastically at me and tucked her arm behind and up her back. Her bra suddenly popped loose. Right away, her breasts pushed her bra away and down. Leaning forward as she loosely hugged her chest, she allowed the straps to fall from her shoulders. Then, as the cups fell away and her bra fell to the floor in front of her, she stood there for a moment gathering her courage. Finally she opened her arms, freeing her breasts at last, and awkwardly sticking her chest out.
"What about my saggy boobs!" she asked, nervously giving a little shake.
Her breasts were magnificent and bounced jovially in front of her. They were a little larger and heavier than I remembered. They also hung a little lower and seemed to swing wider apart. But that might have been her posture, or the fact she was intentionally shaking them. Her areolas were darker and her nipples stuck out, all plump and firm. They were a mother's breasts. With as many sisters as I've had, I've seen a few mom-boobs in my life. I love them. Doesn't matter if I was a man or a baby, they cried out to be suckled!
"You're beautiful, Emma." I repeated, "every inch of you. Absolutely beautiful."
Suddenly Emma looked particularly nervous.
"Every inch?" she asked with a blank, thousand-yard stare.
I nodded.
Emma slowly slid her hands down the front of her body and caught her panties with her left hand, I could tell she was genuinely nervous now. Her fingers were trembling and her shoulders were tense. But she had that blank face.
She pressed her right hand to her belly and lifted, while very slowly lowering her left hand, barely pulling her panties down in front. Slowly she exposed a rather gnarly looking scar just under her panty-line. It was my first time seeing such a scar on any of my sisters, but I immediately knew what a cesarean scar looked like, though it was a lot thicker and wider than I thought a normal c-section scar should look. Everyone knew Emma had complications during labor, but until that moment I didn't know her children were born in C-section. I doubt anyone in the family did.
"Every inch?" Emma repeated, looking up at me with pleading eyes.
I nodded.
"Every single inch."
She stood there with that same blank, serious expression for a moment, then she bent forward, pulling her panties with both hands.
Emma lowered herself down, pulling her panties from her hips. She turned slightly to my left as she dipped, obscuring her crotch. Then she performed a cute, but awkward crouch step as she slipped her panties off, and dropped them on the floor beside her. She was still turned as she stood back up, and when she turned back to face me, she cupped her hands over her crotch.
She stood there trembling for quite a while trying to work up the nerve to finish.
"Do you REALLY want to see this." she asked with pathetic eyes and a tremble in her lips.
I could actually feel the fear in her voice. I'm not going to try to say I'm a smart person. I'm not. I'm a complete fool. But even I could see her self esteem was completely trashed by someone who not only should know better, but belongs in a hole somewhere with a big black muscle-bound gay man with no moral inhibitions. I thought to myself, 'no Emma. I don't want to see you like this. I want you to see yourself like I see you.' probably should have said it out loud. I wish I had. But like I said, I'm not a wise man.
"Yes. I do... But only if it's what YOU want."
She stared at me with pleading eyes. But I resolved then and there, the decision was hers. I was merely the observer.
"Are you sure?" she quietly pleaded. "...It's really gross."
I looked deep into her eyes with all the confidence I had.
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I love you, Emma. All of you."
She looked stunned, but after a moment she let her hands fall to her sides. It was right then I realized what she was so worried about.
By that time I had bedded enough women and seen enough porn to know what was normal in terms of pubic grooming. Back then, most normal women washed the area and not much else. Women trying to impress their boyfriend or husband would tidy up a little when shaving their legs. Some would even shave their vulva clean. In every case, the "bush" was left alone. Then there was the "bikini" trim where they would trim up the bush a bit and leave a strip or a little V shaped tuft over their lips. That was basically reserved for summer or the honeymoon. Very few women had what was known as "the Brazilian". I believe it was almost exclusively the women of porn or prostitutes who went that far. This was something else entirely.
Emma's pubic area is completely bare. In fact, every inch of her skin is completely defoliated. From her ankles to her armpits. Not one strand of hair. At the time I thought she had recently shaved or had it waxed. They weren't as common back then as they are now, but there were salons that would do that kind of thing. I knew immediately, there was a story behind that look. But I couldn't even bring myself to ask. You see, only moments after I had the realization, another little detail caught my attention. Well... Not so little compared to every other woman I've seen.
Emma's lack of pubic hair served to augment the most incredible feature of her entire body. A feature that was hidden from me on our first night together. Shadows, her pregnant belly, and a full and healthy bush hid her vulva from me. But the view this night, even in the dull light of those hotel lamps, hid nothing.
Emma's full and thick clitoral hood took center stage. It was neatly tucked into her vulva. But as I sat there, examining her, A rush of color appeared and her hood began to swell. I watched her pubic area flush with blood from arousal and her clitoris plumped, slowly pushing out from the end of her clitoral hood... Emma has the largest clitoris I've ever seen. I was mesmerized. It is, even now, the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life.
I literally slid off the bed and got on my knees in front of her.
"You're perfect."
Emma stood there with her mouth open in shock, while I just sat there on my knees, staring. I think that was the first time any man had reacted like that. I think it was exactly what she needed to hear.
"Do you really... like it?" she whispered.
I nodded.
She slowly reached down and picked her labia apart and stretching back her clitoral hood, pulling her clitoris even further out.
"But its-" she began.
"Absolutely perfect."
When I was finally able to pry my eyes off Emma's crotch, I looked up into her eyes. She smiled with a look that told me she was starving for this kind of attention. I could see she wanted to cry and I think it was a mix of happy and sad, but more happy than sad. I knew the feeling from my own loveless marriage. She was finally getting the approval she wasn't getting at home.
"Wanna have sex?" she whispered.
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To be continued
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I did it, I fucked a stranger from Reddit on a business trip [FM]
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So this happened a few months ago hence posting on a new account. Can’t keep that NSFW account open too long for people to find. Looks like I can’t stay away.
Anyway, we chatted for a few weeks, and I knew everything about her sex life. She was fairly new to this kind of life, maybe 8/9 sexual partners and most of them fairly recently.
We didn’t share much beyond our sexual desires, no personal information and no contact details apart from Reddit. She spoke about how much she loved sucking cock and how no one ever complained, then again that’s a big statement to make.
I happened to be travelling for work in her city, and so after work drinks I agreed to meet her at her apartment. Never met before, no idea what her face looked like. Just a few pictures of her body. Which was nice and curvy but nothing like jaw dropping, we had one desire.
I took a taxi to her, and there we were after a brief chat I’m lying on her bed and she’s ripping my jeans off and revealing my rock hard cock. She didn’t hesitate, her lips over my head and hand on my shaft and got to work.
Her tongue circled my head, and occasionally taking me in her mouth. She was delicate but she knew what she was doing, and she was right she was definitely good at sucking cock. She worked my cock with her hand and continued to wrap her lips around my head, her tongue was incredible. My cock was covered in her spit, and her tongue just felt amazing. I quickly realising that she might be the best I’ve ever hear but I wasn’t ready to give her that title yet.
5 minutes later, I was giving her that title. She swapped from taking it as far as she could in her mouth and then just using her tongue on the head, just wow. Then she kissed down my cock, one hand still on it as she started kissing my balls, she gently sucked on them as she continued working me with her hand.
Even her just playing with my balls felt incredible but I couldn’t wait for her mouth to wrap around my cock again, that’s when she started really shining. She wrapped her lips around it and started working it perfectly with her hand and mouth at the same time, each bob of her head, felt magical. I was gripping the sheets, trying not to cum. It was incredibly difficult but I just managed, I wasn’t going to cum without making her take it all, I lay there moaning until I just about couldn’t take it and flipped her over and she lay against the wall, mouth open.
It was my turn to fuck her mouth, I slide it in, hitting the back of her throat instantly. She put her hand on my cock as I fucked her mouth, it felt just about as good as when she was controlling it. I knew I couldn’t last long, I already knew where she wanted it. I pushed my cock as far as she could take it, I exploded down her throat, I could feel that it was a sizeable thick load, she took every last drop as I pulled out of her mouth. Your ‘cum’ tastes amazing she said as I fell onto my back.
I lay on my back, recovering from the fun. She touched my balls and body, clearly trying to get me ready to go again.
10 minutes later she took me soft cock in her mouth, it didn’t take long to make me hard again.
I got the condom and slid straight inside her, ultimately complete strangers with one common need. To fuck.
We only fucked in missionary, not because neither of us didn’t want to but we had the perfect angle for me to fuck her as deep and fast as I wanted. I just went for it, slamming my cock deep and fast into her. She moaned with every thrust, 15 minutes later I fill the condom with my second load of the night. She loved it, she could feel the cum from the condom. I took my cock out and started to finger fuck her, she previously said that she can’t cum from penetration but I forgot all about that as I worked her pussy with my fingers, 5 minutes later she’s shaking and cumming all over them.
I go to the bathroom and we say out goodbyes. Never to meet again but both leaving satisfied.
There’s something just perfect about just meeting to fuck with no agenda. I loved it.
Hopefully the sequel is around the corner soon.
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I was gangbang'd for my bday [f19].
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Last week, I wrote about how I contacted 18 of my former lovers to see if they would be interested in gangbanging me on my birthday. 3 yeses came right away. After a few days and a little persuasion, I was able to get it up to five guys. One of the first guys to say yes then mentioned that he had two buddies who also wanted to join. I therefore had 7 guys available to fuck me. Everyone agreed that today was the best day for them when I asked in a group chat, however 1 person stated he could modify plans for this lol.
As I noticed the other 4 guys were looking, I invited them to join the 3 guys and switch. They all followed suit, so I had four cocks around that I was blowing. Then, as some of them gathered around my face, one of them grabbed me up, stood me up, bent me over, and began fucking me. I then blew them.
As one of the guys pulled me up and slid me onto his dick while holding me, and then I leaned all the way back and had another guy hold me by the shoulders as I swallowed his cock upside down, that's when stuff truly started to become fun and how I wanted it.
When they finally forced me back up, another man approached from behind and jammed his dick into each of the holes in my ass. For a while, they actually alternated doing this. When the person in front of me switched, the person holding me while a new person moved in front of me would switch, and finally the person in the back would do the same.
They led me to my bedroom, where I declared that I wanted a lot of dicks.
Then I had a cock in each hand. So, one guy laid down, and I sat on his cock. Then, another guy came up behind me and pushed it in my ass. Then, yet another person stood a little to the side and over me, and fucked my favourite. While I didn't want to, this carried on for a while and I was unable to stop it. When they finally switched, they turned me over as well, so they could do the same thing with me on my back. At one point, two guys were simultaneously putting their dicks in my pussy. I instructed them to spit roast me until they arrived as we drew near the finish line.
So the first two fucked me from both ends, and as soon as another person arrived, the first two would alternate until the last guy arrived. By the time it was over, I had come all over my face, back, and ass, and I was pouring it from all my holes.
I just took some pills since I'm hurting right now, but it was wel
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[S/b] I was her only fan before Onlyfans
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I’ve always looked up to my sister. She is smart, good morale compass and big booty too! I have been following her adult film career for the past few years now.
I send her messages and we interact, I send a gift from the site and one as myself and I don’t even care cause she is that great.
She has always been a maternal figure in my life due to being children of a single parent. She was around a lot while I was growing up and always the one to get good news first.
I’m definitely her biggest fan in more ways than one and I want to know how to approach letting her know that it has been me supporting her online.
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My girlfriend let me fuck her best friend for my birthday
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A few weeks ago, my girlfriend told me that for my birthday she was thinking about letting me fuck her best friend. I said I'd love that and a few days later, her best friend was in my room with us. My girlfriend and her best friend had me sit on the edge of the bed while they both sucked my dick. They'd change who was sucking the tip and kissing the side of my dick and sometimes making out with each other with my dick between them. My girlfriend looked up and told me to not worry about how long I last in bed right now, just to enjoy what they were giving me.
My girlfriend started jerking me off while her best friend would lightly suck the tip of my dick before she made me cum all over her friend's face. I assumed that was it, but my girlfriend licked my cum off of her face and they were making out with my cum in their mouths. I got hard really quickly from that and my girlfriend had her best friend lie down so I could now fuck her. My girlfriend grabbed my dick and guided it into her friend's tight pussy. She was jerking me off as I buried my dick in her friend's tight and wet pussy. Her friend's tits were mesmerizing as they bounced back and forward with each stroke. When I was getting close to cumming again, my girlfriend asked me to stop fucking her friend and let her do the work. My girlfriend's small hand jerked my dick while the tip was still buried in her friend's pussy. My girlfriend begged me to cum in her friend's pussy and I couldn't fight it if I wanted. My girlfriend's hand milked all of the cum I had out, into her friend's pussy.
My girlfriend ate her friend's pussy for my cum and I got hard again. They gave me one more double blowjob, where I came on my girlfriend's best friend's tits and my girlfriend again licked it off before letting it dribble out into her friend's mouth. Fuck everything was so hot and I told them I couldn't do anything else, even if I wanted to.
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[Cm/Cf] How my cousin (22M) and I (28F) started feeling sexually attracted towards each other
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A few months ago we made a family trip to the beach in Mexico. It was my aunts, uncles, and my parents. Out of all our cousins only him and I went. My cousin and I have an age gap so we never had a close relationship growing up, but we grew up always being around each other as his mom and my mom are sisters in law and best friends.
My cousin owns an off roading car and he brought it on this trip. So all day we were out at the dunes, we had never spent that much time together but we were having a blast. We took the car into the beach(in Mexico it’s allowed in certain areas) as the sun was setting and were drinking, talking, and listening to music. I take a good picture of his car with the sun setting in the background and he gives me his number so I can send it to him. We found we had similar ideologies and noticed we had so many things in common. We start talking about partying and he said how he had never partied in Mexico and I was surprised. I am extremely outgoing so I suggested we go out that night and he said yes he really wanted to go. We go back to the condo with our family and I ask my dad if he can take us later on to the club and my dad of course agrees.
Fast forward to the night, my cousin and I get dropped off around 10 and we go to a club that has open bar until 12. As soon as we get there I order us drinks, things are a little awkward at first as we had never gone out together before. We soon get comfortable and start dancing but facing each other with distance between us. We make friends with some people there and we start drinking and dancing with them. We are ordering drinks like there is no tomorrow, it’s open bar and we want to take advantage. Next thing I know my cousin is ordering us tequila shots, and we take quite a few of them so we’re getting drunk.
Later on in the night I am ordering a drink at the bar and a guy is trying to hit on me, I decline and lie by telling him I’m with someone. I then go back to the table with my cousin, I told my cousin what happened at the bar. The guy at the bar doesn’t believe me I guess and comes by our table trying to dance with me. My cousin then grabs me by the waist and hugs me, when he does this I can’t help but to feel some type of way. I tell the guy from the bar no and he goes away as he sees how my cousin grabs me. I stay close to my cousin and we are still dancing facing each other but we are now closer as he has one arm around my waist with his hand on my back. We stay like this and I wrap my arms around his neck. We are looking into each others eyes and I start to blush and he gets close and asks “What are we doing?” I just smile and shake no with my head as our noses and foreheads are touching and we are both trying so hard not to kiss. We lose track of time and don’t notice the club is almost closing, we had missed calls from our parents. As we are dancing close and we are about to kiss, our uncle’s new girlfriend finds us and tells us she’s here to pick us up. We got really scared as we had no idea what she had seen, we played it off and left with her.
(We rented two condos right next to each other. My parents and I were staying in one condo along with other aunts and uncles. My cousin and his parents and other aunts and uncles were staying in the other condo.) When we got back we each went to our own condo but everybody was asleep except for my aunt that had picked us up but she immediately went to bed. My cousin now had my number so when I was about to go to bed I got a text from him saying how I probably wouldn’t remember what had happened that night. There was an upstairs terrace so I told him to meet me up there.
When I walk upstairs he is already there waiting for me. As soon as I get there he gets me and carries me onto a table that was there and starts to passionately kiss me. His lips his kisses are just perfect and the way he is holding me is like nothing I have experienced before. He is kissing me and talking into my ear and telling me how sexy I am. He tells me how much he wants me and starts touching me through my clothes. I then sit on his lap as he’s sitting on a chair and we are making out and I can feel him on my butt hard as a rock. He starts gently kissing my neck and chest and moves his way under my shirt. I am not wearing a bra so he quickly makes his way around and starts to kiss, lick, and suck on my nipples. I start to rub my butt against him as he is feeling with his hands how soaking wet I am through my shorts. He picks me up and sets me down on the table again and starts kissing my legs, my inner thighs, kissing my pussy through my clothes and as he is unbuttoning my shorts I feel guilty and ask myself what am I doing. I stop him get up and leave practically running.
The next morning I couldn’t believe what happened the night before. I wake up to a text from him telling me he likes me a lot and never thought anything would ever happen and he was sorry if I felt uncomfortable since I left so abruptly. I could not stop thinking about the night, I would get so turned on thinking about that night. I responded to him that I had to leave because if I didn’t something more was definitely going to happen and I didn’t want it to happen like that while we were both intoxicated. Our trip continued on like normal and we acted like nothing had happened but we kept texting each other throughout the day but stayed away from each other as we were scared my uncles girlfriend suspected anything.
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Our New Neighbor [M44/F48] [Femdom] [Ball Busting] [Pussy Licking]
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About six months ago someone new moved in next door. The old man that had lived in the apartment next to ours for over a decade had passed by. We were at his funeral, and we missed him from day one. Because he was the perfect neighbor: If I wouldn’t have run into him in the hallway from time to time, I wouldn’t even have noticed that he was there.
From the day we died on we were hoping that we will get a similar neighbor. Just someone that lives next to us and is invisible. And by far more important, silent. Because it just is relaxing when you don’t hear anything at home. Unless you turn up the TV, or the radio, or the vacuum cleaner.
The place staid empty for a couple of months. Some renovation was done, the rent went up and so it took some time until the landlord found someone for the place. We were not that disappointed that it took that long: The longer no one was living next door, the longer it was quiet.
But then my forty eight year old wife and forty four year old me heard someone moving in. We were curious, she we peeked out of our front door. But all that we had seen were men carrying stuff into the new apartment. When we asked them if our new neighbor was around, they told us that she wasn’t in her place yet. They got some very detailed instructions, and she would show up once they were next to finished.
I was already on my way down into the basement to grab a camping chair to place myself into the hallway and to wait for her, our new neighbor to show up. But my wife stopped me. She called me a stupid idiot, in a very kind and playful way, then she pulled me back into our apartment again.
A week went by and I was still curious about our new neighbor. But my wife forbade me to spy, and the good husband I am, I obeyed her. Because I clearly didn’t want to anger, or even worse, disappoint her. And it is the same the other way around.
But then, about two weeks after a shitload of stuff was carried into the flat next to ours, I finally met her. I ran into her while carrying down the trash. And damn it, she caught my eye. She was around twenty five years old and exactly my type. I wanted to say hi while walking by her, but I wasn’t able to bring a single damn word out. Even my legs got weak. I struggled to walk by her in a straight line. It had been a while since something like that happened to me.
And it happened over and over again. I tried to do initiate some friendly neighborhood chit chat when running into her, but I failed. I lost the ability to speak as soon as she was in sight. It got worse the more often I ran into her. In the end I was just standing there, gazing at her with my eyes while my jaw dropped to the ground. Unable to move. Barely able to stand upright.
In the beginning she just ignored me. She ignored the old pervert living next doors that was giving her more than just horny views every time she ran into him. We kept on playing our game until one day I ran into her with my wife on my site. When my wife saw what was going on with me, she called me out for it: “Everything okay with you?”
All I was able to do was nodding with my head. When my wife saw my head going up and down, she shook hers, then she addressed our new neighbor: “Is he always acting that way when you are around, when you run into him?”
Now our neighbor nodded with her head. My wife kept on asking: “Has it gotten worse with time?”
A “yes, it has” came out of our neighbor’s beautiful mouth. And then the next question got asked: “Is he disturbing you? Do you feel uncomfortable with him around?”
Our neighbor shook her head: “No, not at all. I find it cute. And to be honest, I like the attention I get out of it.”
My wife kept on going. She formed a few words with her mouth. She signaled our neighbor to give her a different answer. And our neighbor, she quickly understood: “Yes, it is nothing but distracting. I find it intimidating. I find it disgusting when some older men lusts after me.”
Then my wife turned my head around to me. She had a huge devilish smile on her face: “See, you make her feel uncomfortable with your behavior. I fear we must do something against it later. Something that stops you lusting for her. Something that drives the filthy pervert out of your body.”
When my wife said the last sentences a more than just welcoming shiver went through my body. She was going to punish me for my doing. She would show me were my place is. She would try to drive the pervert out of my body. My dick was hard within seconds while thinking about the things she probably was already planing to do with me.
But at first she chatted with our neighbor for some time. She probably explained everything that she just had witnessed in detail. While doing so I took care of the groceries we had bought. I put them in the fridge and in the pantry.
When I was done putting away the stuff my wife came inside the kitchen. She told me that our new neighbor left a more than just positive expression on her. Something that I only could confirm. But then my wife’s tone changed. It got ice cold and commanding: “So how do we punish you for your filthy, disgusting and totally inappropriate towards our young and totally innocent neighbor?”
It was a rhetorical question. She wasn’t expecting an answer from me. She already knew how what she would to do me. With a huge smile on her face she gave me my first order: “Out of your clothes, and bring me your collar and your leash.”
A “yes ma’am” came over my lips and off I went. I got naked, I put the clothes on a chair in the bedroom, then I opened one drawer and got my favorite collar and her favorite leash out of it. Then I brought it to her, on all my four, the collar already on while holding the leash with my mouth. And with an already half hard dick between my legs.
My wife took the leash, then she walked with me a round through our apartment we ended up in our bedroom. There she made me sit down. Then she got out of her day to day clothes and put on something revealing: A short skirt without underwear and a tight sitting deep cut top. I was allowed to watch her, needless to say that there was a raging boner between my legs now. Horny clearly was on the rise.
Once she was done dressing she walked me back into the kitchen. There once more she made me sit down. She made me watch her cooking some food for the two of us. And damn it, she cooked in a more than just seductive way. Lots of bending over and exposing her pussy for me. My mouth was watering every time she bent over. My dick got harder and harder, I even began to leak some pre cum. I wanted nothing but to stick my tong inside her pussy. But I had to restrain myself. Because just going for it, it would turn her into a very angry and more than just cruel mistress.
So I just sat there, on the floor next to her. With my rock hard dick spitting pre cum. While being ignored by her. While wishing to be with her. While starring at her. Until she caught me starring: “Are you pervert enjoying your view? I bet you wish to dug in, but not going to happen. And don’t even think about touching yourself.”
Once the food was prepared we had dinner together. With her sitting on the table and me sitting at my place on the floor next to her. We talked about our days while eating, we had a few laughs and once our plates were clean she pushed back her chair, turned around and spread her legs for me again.
Then she took my leash and pulled me towards her: “Sniff it. Enjoy the scent of my tasty pussy. But don’t dare to touch it.”
I was an inch away from her pussy. I enjoyed her scent. I was thinking about sticking my tongue inside her pussy. Horny me really wanted to taste her. To please her. To lick her. But I restrained myself. I held myself back. She petted my head for doing so. She called me a good dog.
After putting away the dishes, she once more bent over while filling the dishwasher, we walked into the living room. There she placed herself on the sofa and made me lay down in front of it.
After tome time just hanging out, chilling, she addressed me again: “You really got the hots for our neighbor, don’t you?”
She got a “yes” for an answer. She saw what happened when I was close to her, so denying anything just was a totally pointless thing to do. Once she heard me admitting my desires she kept on going: “You know that this is filthy and wrong? You know that I am the only woman in your life?”
Then she spread her legs for me once more. She gave me another view on her next to perfect pussy: “And you know, that this pussy here is the only one in your life?”
I nodded with my head. She kept on going: “So why are you looking after our hot neighbor all the time?”
I told her that it just happened. I told her that horny made me do it. I blamed my dick and my balls for it happening. A smile appeared on her face the moment I blamed my genitals: “Then we have to punish them, don’t we?”
A more than just welcoming shiver went through my body when she said the last few words. My dick was rock hard again within seconds: “Yes, I think we have to punish them. I think we have to teach them a lesson.”
Then she ordered me to stand up and bend over. Then she told me to spread my legs and pull my dick out of the way. My old man balls were now dangling between my legs. Totally exposed. It didn’t took long and my wife’s hand was on them.
At first she squeezed them gentle. Then she squeezed them harder. Squeeze. Break. Squeeze. Moans escaped my throat every time she put pressure on my scrotum. It felt so good, it made my dick spitting pre cum all over my hand. Naturally she realized what was going, she made break from time to time. A break for me to lick my own filth off my hand.
Then she began to crush my balls. One more than just welcome pain filled shiver after the other went through my body. My moaning was filling the room. My wife even found a way to enhance my pleasure: “I bet you want our neighbor crushing your balls. I bet you’d love to feel her hand on your scrotum.”
I moaned out the following after she was finished speaking: “Yes ma’am, I’d love too.”
Now she put even more pressure on my tortured balls: “So I am not punishing you hard enough. Time to get those filthy thoughts out of your head. Once and forever.”
Then she took one of the riding crops that were leaning next to our sofa – yes, we tend to use them more than once a week, so why putting them away – and she gently hit my ass cheeks with it.
The hits got harder with time, there probably were already some read streams on my ass. I was moaning out loud all the time. My still hard dick meanwhile was leaking pre cum. Tension was building up inside me. I was waiting for the first hit on my balls.
But she teased me, she played with me. She hit my ass green and blue. Then she gently touched my balls with the riding crop. A shiver went through my body. Then she pulled back. Then I heard something cutting through the air. And then boom. She hit the target. The riding crop hit my balls hard. I was even jumping up a little bit. While a huge moan escaped my throat.
Then she gave me a break. To let the pain disappear. Then the next hit landed on my balls. Her doing cleared my mind. All that was left in my body was pain and pleasure. Hit after hit. My whole body was trembling. And I felt an orgasm building up inside me.
My wife kept on hitting me. She called me a filthy disgusting pervert while doing so. It felt better and better with every hit she gave me. The pain got more intense every time the riding crop touched my balls. My moaning got more and more intense. Until I was close. Only a couple of hits left until I would orgasm.
Luckily my wife had a nice day. She kept on going. She hit me until my balls unloaded themselves through my rock hard dick. I caught every last drop of my cum with my hands. As soon as she saw, as she realized that I had an orgasm, my wife stopped hitting me: “So again, your dick spat out his filth. Time to get your filth inside you again.”
Moments later I was licking my own filthy cum off my hands. I swallowed every last drop of it. My wife told me to open my mouth, to prove her that there was nothing left inside it anymore: “Good boy. You swallowed everything. And now as a reward, you can lick my pussy now.”
Not even a minute later my tongue was on her clit. Her pussy was already gushing juices. She was more than wet. It didn’t took long and her moaning was filling our living room. It didn’t took long and her eyes ran in circles. My wife loves it when I eat her out. And I love eating her out.
I kept on going for a while. I turned her brain off. I licked her pussy until she began to press my head against her tasty cunt. Then I slid a finger inside her while my tongue was playing with her clit. More and more tension built up inside her.
Then a second finger went inside. Then a third one. Three fingers were sliding in and out of my wives pussy while my tongue was taking care of her clit. Now her hands were grabbing my head. She came closer to an orgasm with every thrust I gave her.
And then, one final hard and deep thrust, boom my wife had an orgasm. Her legs were shaking while she came. All the tension left her body. She collapsed on the sofa. With a more than just satisfied expression on her face. It took her some time to come back.
Once she was in her body again she padded my head. Then she ordered me down on the floor. Totally ignoring the hard one between my legs – yes, eating out my wife always gives me a raging boner, no matter how good I came before. Then she took the leash and we walked into our bedroom.
There the game was over. We went into the bathroom – it meanwhile got late – we brushed our teeth and then we went to bed. Cuddling a little bit. Me enjoying my hurting blue balls and my burning ass cheeks. Yes, part of the experience. And to be honest, I love it when the pain reminds me of the hot stuff my wife has done to me.
And has it worked? Was my wife able to cure my problem? Was I able to talk to our new neighbor? Nope, it hadn’t worked at all. About two days later I ran into my twenty five year old neighbor again. The same thing as always happened. I totally lost it. My balls were hurting when I got a boner from starring at her, but that was the only difference.
Coincidentally my wife asked me the same day if I meanwhile had ran into our new neighbor again. I told her that I had, I also told her that I still was loosing it the moment I saw her. My wife nodded with her head: “So my cure wasn’t working at all. We have to try something else.”
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[F] Got Autograph on my boobs
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A friend of mine is good friends with one of the maple leafs player (who shall remain nameless). He was invited to a house party with a few of our other friends last weekend. In fact had told us that he would be there and it was obvious how all us girls wore the sluttiest clothes for the party.
A bunch of us asked him to sign either our clothes or parts of our body. I asked him to sign his autograph on my chest and lifted my top and bra for him to sign. He signed my left boob and brushed his thumb over my nipple 🤤 I asked if I can take a selfie with him and my boob with his sign on it but he refused.
I know at least 2 other girls also got his sign in their boobs. Not sure if he had his favourite pair of boobs from the 3 of us.
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35[M] - Mutual Masturbation! My wife likes to masturbate with her [F] friend
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Originally i posted the other day about how my wife just confessed something to me and it kind of blew my mind. This is my original post and below is the update. So she just confessed that her and her best friend, who is currently single, have been masturbating together secretly for over a year. whoa!
So, my wife and I each have a small amount of side fun, we typically don’t share our exploits with each other, it just… works for us that way. We definitely aren’t huge swingers, just like each enjoy the freedom to pursue interesting things that may come in our path…
The surprising thing is that she has always adamantly been clear that she is not attracted to women, and never has had any interest in going down on a woman or having sex with a woman… And she even explained that one night when they were staying at a hotel together on some trip, they put some porn on the hotel tv and both like masturbates in the bed… and since then they have been sneaking off very regularly, like 3 times a week at least to masturbate together. Which I think is super hot! The hottest part to me is how they both consider themselves straight and they don’t really touch each other except for their feet and legs and hips sometimes from being next to each other but they usually like to get either naked from the waist down or just totally naked if they have time. They don’t watch porn usually they just tell each other fantasies and talk about guys they are fucking or have fucked!
I think it’s insanely hot and I had NO IDEA and now I know i whenever my wife is “going out for a drink with ***** that means they are going to her friends and Jilling like crazy?
I told her I want to watch and she doesn’t really know how she can exactly accommodate that because it would change the vibe, which i get but I hope i get the chance some time…
So, this is all i have been thinking about and i’ve been asking a ton of questions, my wife and I have been fucking like rabbits because i’ve been so horny, but she keeps revealing more details like they do occasionally go down on each other, but usually they prefer to lay next to each other on their backs and have their one inside leg wrapped around each other while they masturbate. They usually rub each other’s pussies but like usually after they each cum as they are kind of like laughing and having silly fun…
Are there any other “mostly straight” women who like to do this with a friend?
UPDATE:
Ok, so… I my wife and I did some hotwifing stuff previously and it’s been pretty hot… so this whole recent confession of hers has me asking her all these specific questions, not trying to seem to needy but i’m constantly asking her details in person and in text… and recently i’ve been asking her about what specifically she and her friend had done together, because she had previously said “pretty much we usually just masturbate together…” And so i kinda wanted to know what “pretty much usually” means and what other stuff they had gotten into and this last discovery kind of blew my mind again…. So… apparently for the last few weeks, they had been experimenting with “scissoring” or “grinding.” I honestly thought that was pretty much just a semi-fake thing done in porn only, and my wife said that a lot of the porn they watch when they masturbate together is girl on girl, and a lot of it recently had been grinding/scissoring scenes. Soooo… they said they had been experimenting with that and had found a really nice angle that was really comfortable and hit both of their clits really nicely, and let them both just rub and slowly build to climax while they talk or chat or watch porn….
So hot…. 🥵 So she really kinda still considers that “masturbating” but Imagining them doing that is amazing. And since she has told me her secret, instead of going over there 1-2 times a week, it’s been 3-4 times a week these last few weeks. Today she came home after work and said “Xxxx and I are gonna go to the gym and workout together tonight. I’ll be back in a few hours…” So she knows i know but it’s this fun game where she tells me the pretend excuse outloud and we have like secret text messages about what they get into…
And her friend is single and has like 3-4 regular fuck buddies/exes. So from what i have gathered from my wife, her friend never gets off from intercourse, so lately, she’s just been having a guy dump his load in her, and then my wife comes over, and they are both SUPER INTO cream pies and cum so they will like play with each other and scissor when her friend is still filled up with the guys cum who just left. Like they coordinate it where the guy leaves and my wife shows up within 5 minutes. So that’s what she told me that has me all crazy horny… She texted me all these details tonight and i bent her over the counter and fucked her when she came home…
So… who knew scissoring was a real thing? I wonder if any ladies out there have any experience with that… I’d love to chat with any women with mutual masturbation experience
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[Cm/Cf] I(23m) lost my virginity to my(26f) cousin
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My cousin and I have always been very close, pretty much a brother and sister relationship. We both don’t have any direct siblings so my mom and aunt (her mom) would always have us do stuff together so we would never feel lonely. We would spend entire weekends together, and when school let out for the summer I would spend about 3/4 of it at my cousin’s house. As we grew up, we weren’t able to see much of each other either because of work or school, but now that my cousin has a steady job and I do all my university work online, I am able to go stay at my cousin’s house whenever I want.
It started off as any other day of me being down at my cousin’s house. Her and my aunt would go to work while I was still asleep, so I would be by myself most of the day. It was around lunch time that I was in the kitchen making something to eat and my cousin comes in the door covered in mud. She said she was going to go get something for lunch when one of her company’s shipping trucks plowed through a giant puddle and drenched her in muddy water. Her boss gave her the rest of the day off, so she came home to shower and relax.
She went upstairs to get cleaned up and I finished my lunch and went down to the basement office to do some school work. About 30 mins later I hear some commotion in the laundry room and get up to check it out. It was my cousin in just a towel putting her clothes in the washer. She reached for the detergent and her towel dropped, she wasn’t looking at me so I got a full view of her nice big round butt. She bent over to pick up her towel, and she gave me the clearest view of her pussy, asshole, and bush. I was knocked back by what I saw and hit the door. She quickly turned around to face me and covered her front with the towel. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING,” she yelled at me. “I heard you in here and wanted to see if you needed anything, I’m sorry I scared you,” I said. “No I’m fine, how much did you see?” I told her what I saw and she was blushing and embarrassed. She was fidgeting trying to make the towel stay on the entire time we were talking. She told me she didn’t need any help and I went back to the office to jerk off over seeing my cousin. I closed the office door and started, about 3 mins later the door swings open and my cousin yells, “HA since you’ve seen me, now I get to see you!” I jumped and tried to cover up, but I wasn’t fast enough and she got a look at my dick.
We were both sitting there just staring at each other for what felt like forever. My cousin finally said, “Well, now I’m going to go back upstairs, enjoy your jerk off over me, how about a little more to add?” She un-did her towel and revealed her huge boobs and body. Her nipples were a nice size, and her body was nice and curvy. Everything I like in my girls (I wonder where it comes from). She turns around to leave and I get up and go wrap my arms around her nude body. I tell her how about we help each other out? She says that was what she was hopping for and she turns to face me and we start to make out.
We go to the futon and I start to grab and play with her boobs and nipples while we are still making out. She pulls back after about a minute and says, “I know this is your first time, so let’s go slow and make it great.” I nod in agreement and she tells me to get on my knees so I can give her oral. She opens her legs and reveals her nice pussy and bush to me again. I put my mouth on her pussy and start to move my tongue and suck a little bit. She grabs my head and pulls me up, “what you are going to do I spell coconut with your tongue.” I nod and go back and start again. While I am doing my spelling she is playing with her boobs and moaning loudly. After a couple mins she says, “now you are going to lick my asshole while you finger me. Lick my ass like you are eating an ice cream cone. A big lick, then lots of small ones.” I do what she says and start to lick her ass. She is getting louder and her body starts to tense up. I feel her start to cum and out my mouth on her clit and start to lick it. Her body start twitching and she lets out the biggest moan yet.
She grabs my head and says, “not bad for your first time, now it’s your turn, get naked!” I take off my clothes and she pushes me on the couch. She gets on her knees and starts sucking my dick. I feel her tongue moving around my tip, and I can’t hold on very long. I cum in about 3 or 4 minutes of her sucking me. She doesn’t let up while I am cumming, once I was done she stopped to look at me, swallowed and smiled. “You taste nice and sweet, now let’s really get to it!”
She stand up and lays the futon down, then crawls on top and lays face up. “Come here and show me what you can do.” I go to her and stick my dick in her tight pussy. We both let out a half moan, and I just sit there frozen trying not to cum again from just inserting. “Well, you have to move for us to enjoy this,” she says, and I start to go back and forth. I am fucking her for about 2-3 mins and I start to feel like I am going to cum again, “where do you want me to cum?” I ask. She tells me to pull out and cum on her stomach, so I go for as long as I can and pull out just in time. I let out a big moan and cum all over her stomach, she starts to wipe up my cum and eats it, “I love seconds” she says.
She flips over face down ass up and says, “Alright third times a charm, go fast and hard, I want to feel my legs wobble when I start to walk.” I nod and go to start fucking her again. I’m so excited I nearly put my dick in her ass, she lets out a big gasp and says, “WOAH, not this time, but maybe next time.” I put my dick in her pussy and start going to town. She is moaning and gasping with every movement, I can feel her getting wetter and her pussy pulsing. I go for as long as I can, but before I know it I feel about to cum. “Where should I cum this time?” I ask, “Cum for mommy where ever you want baby!” I cum inside her when I hear her say baby.
We are both really sweaty by the time we are done. Once we are done she looks at me and says, “That was really good for your first time, I am really impressed.” “Thank you for teaching me what to do” I say. She gets up from the futon, grabs her towel, and starts to walk away. “I’m going to go take another shower, you are more than welcome to join me if you want” I laugh and bit and say “I would like that, but I think I will stay here and catch my breath.” She laughs and goes upstairs.
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[B/S] I (20) plan to ask my sister (18) to be my girlfriend
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As the title says, I’m pretty much planning to ask my sister to be my girlfriend so any advice would be appreciated.
I was thinking about me and her and I came across the thought of asking her to be my girlfriend, which is where this all stemmed from.
Obviously, I don’t want to do it over text. I’d much rather ask her in person so she knows I’m serious when I do ask her.
My idea is to make it a romantic evening, set a nice mood maybe light a few candles. Overall make it a cosy heart-warming vibe. I did also have the idea of setting out those fake red flowers to say “will you be my girlfriend” but after thinking about it, I want to ask her myself. I’m also going to get her a few gifts as well.
The way we’ve been recently, and for a while now, has been really passionate. We both get the feeling that we don’t have sex just for fun or to satisfy each other. It’s genuine love making.
I’ve got a little over a week until she stays over so I’ve got plenty of time to make my mind up on how I want to go about it.
I’m down to answer any questions and as I said before any advice would be really appreciated.
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My Best Friend Had Some slutty Friends. (and family). [MF]
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I have a friend with whom I am relatively close. Her name is Lucy and we have known each other since early college. Interestingly enough, we met through a mutual friend that set us up on a date. We thought it was weird and went on date to humor our friend, but ended up just becoming good friends. Over the years, I would end up hooking up with some of her friends, and she would sometimes hook up with some of mine. When that happened we would share stories, and oftentimes, with more detail than necessary depending on how drunk we were. Lucy and I never slept together, but we were both surprised by how candid we could be with one another regarding our respective sex lives. These are some of the women I had encounters with that I had met through Lucy. In no particular order. All names have been changed of course.
Rosie - She was a friend of Lucy's whom she met through a mutual friend. Rosie and I had a short on-again-off-again relationship that lasted longer than I thought it would. I was in my late 20s and she was about 10 years my senior. Rosie was a tall workout junkie with an hourglass figure who loved wearing nice lingerie. Rosie was independent, had a good job, and judging by how she lived, she did pretty well for herself. Rosie was the “boss bitch” type of woman and to be honest she would come off as stuck up at times. Except during sex, she liked to cede control. Her favorite toy was her leash and collar. Rosie liked to get messy. She enjoyed being face fucked, and being called all sorts of names during sex. Not letting her cum during sex would turn her into a drooling, begging mess, and when she did finally orgasm, she would be sweet and loving as hell.
Vanessa - Lucy's co-worker at the call center they worked at in college. Vanessa was short, with wide hips, thick thighs, a big ass, and an incredible sex drive. She was a fan of the riskier sex (almost getting caught). Vanessa and I had our share of fun at my place, but what I remember most is texting each other when we both knew we were on campus and sneaking off to find a place to fuck. The upper floors of the library were probably one of the more accessible places to find an area where if we were close to being walked in on that we could compose ourselves. If we both had classes late in the day; even better. I don’t know how many times we were almost caught but of course that made it all the more exciting.
Sophia - Sophia was a co-worker of Lucy's she met after college - she was a small framed woman with perky little tits and a cute ass. Lucy and I had gone to a concert, and she told me her co-worker would be there. We met, hit it off, and went on a date soon after. This first date ended with me cumming in her mouth in the parking lot of the coffee shop we just left. Sophia would text to hang out, but that was just a veiled excuse for what would come later. Oftentimes, we wouldn't make it back to either of our places and would just fuck in the car at whatever parking lot we were at. One time we were on our way to meet her friend at a bar, but we were horny and started fucking in the car, I pulled out last minute and came on her stomach, we both had a bit of post-nut clarity as we remembered what we still had to meet up with her friend. Sophia grabbed a scarf that was in her back seat to clean up the cum. Later that week I asked Sophia if she remembered to wash her scarf, she told me that she had forgotten she had used it to clean cum and accidentally wore it when she went to work.
Holly - One of Lucy's old friends from way back in high school. She was a curvy, brunette party girl. We all went out to a bar and we kept making eye contact and flirting throughout the night. We snuck off and started to make out. We decided to leave early without telling anyone and spent the night fucking at my place. A year later or so, after our one-night stand, I ran into her while I was at a bar with a group of friends. We said hello to each other and left it at that. Later, I got home and Holly sent me a text asking me what I was doing. She came over and we spent the night fucking again. This became the pattern. Since we frequented the same bars we would run into each other and then meet up to have sex.
Gina - Lucy's Cousin. A few years younger than Lucy. We met at a party Lucy's family threw. They invited me and I met Gina. We talked at the party and she later found me on social media. Gina was a petite girl with dyed blonde hair and slender delicate features. She was a 20-year-old closet slut. Her family knew her as a good college girl who made Dean's list consistently, I got to know her as someone who loved cream pies, and being choked during sex. Gina would get off on the fact that people thought of her as a good girl but would leave my place with her pussy filled with my cum. Since Gina had never given her family any reason to suspect her as a wild one, Lucy was surprised when I told her about it.
Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it!
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My partner (26M), recovered from sexual trauma, and initiated sex.
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I've been dating my boyfriend for about 4 months, and I knew he was the one within a week or two of dating. He is incredibly generous, intelligent, and kind to everyone. He works successfully in the same field. We have similar beliefs (having children, saving money, etc.), but the short version is that I really like him and can see myself spending the rest of my life with him.
Throughout our first month of dating, we had enjoyable sex every one to three days. He is the only man who has consistently been able to make me squirt.
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Do you value intimacy without sexual interaction?
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The other day as I was taking a shower, my girlfriend entered. This is by no means typical. I simply assumed that she needed to pee urgently, my mistake.
"This isn't an invitation for sex (she hasn't been in a good mood at all recently), I just need to shower and don't want to wait, make some room," she says as she strips.
We haven't showered together in at least a few months, and it was never something we did on a regular basis. She walks in and goes about her business. I ask if I can wash her back, and she responds "yes", so I oblige, rubbing her back a little.
She rinses off and prepares to finish. We share a brief hug and short kiss beneath the waves before she exits. I don't know why, but sharing that intimacy without sexual contact seemed so lovely and wonderful. Perhaps I'm just weird.
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Cucking a Friend [34M/31F][cheat, cuckold]
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"It's been a long time." I say as I hug you tightly, controlling the urge to run my hands down to your ass. I feel you push forward against me, feeling the bulge of my soft cock in my shorts.
I pull back and smile, running my eyes over you. Your green eyes stare up at me. With all the desire in your eyes, it's no wonder that in short order my lips are pressed against yours. I run my hand into your hair, then down your back, indulging my previous desire to grab your ass.
You moan into my mouth, and I feel your hands slide into the lip of my shorts and tug them as you break the kiss and fall to your knees. As you pull my shorts down, my lengthening cock bobs up and hits your chin, sending you into giggles.
You open your mouth and slowly pull the head in. I watch as your lips stretched over it again and again, working your way down its length and coating it with your spit. About halfway down, you start to gag, and more spit runs down my cock onto my massive balls. Finally you pull off my cock and start to stroke it, looking up at me.
"Holy fuck, I knew it was big but this is... this is more than I could have imagined." You get a devilish smile and continue. "I used to think he was big but now... now I know what a REAL man looks like."
I start to say something but hear a sound from the closet. I look down at you, and your grin gets even wider. "What the..." I walk over and throw open the door, which I've now noticed is cracked.
There sits your husband, tiny cock in hand, with cum on his stomach. His eyes bulge out as he takes in my cock, and then he looks over at you. "I'm sorry... I couldn't hold it.. you looked so hot with that giant dick in your mouth."
I look from him, to you and back again. "So you planned this huh?" I ask slowly. I walk back towards you, cock swaying with my steps. Your eyes watch it as if hypnotized.
I look back at him, as you're obviously cock drunk. "Well?"
Filled with shame, he nods. "I didn't believe your cock was so big." He nods to my cock, which hasn't changed in size. "I was wrong. Clearly."
I look down at you, and guide you back to my cock. Like a duck to water, you start to lick my balls, while stroking my cock. I look back at your husband. "Yes, you were. And now, you're going to watch me fuck her."
His eyes widen. "That wasn't what she and I talked about... it was supposed to just be oral..."
"What do you think?" I ask him. "Do you think she's wet? Do you think she's going to be happy if she doesn't feel me stretch her out?"
You giggle again, wrapping both hands around my cock and stroking it. "I NEED it in me. If I can fit it... I'm obviously not used to it."
I look back at him, and now I begin to grin. "Why don't you come over here, little guy, and get her on the bed for me."
He starts to protest, but the look of unbridled lust in your eyes silences him. He walks across the room, and I notice his cock has hardened again, so I know he wants it too. He guides you off your knees and onto the bed, where he starts to lay you on your back.
"Nope. Undress her for me, and get her on her hands and knees. I want you to see how wet she is."
His hands shake but soon your clothes begin to fall to the floor. To you, it's like he's not even there as your eyes move from my face, to my cock, and back to my face. As your tits hit the air, you run your hands over them. One of your hands sneaks down and pushes into your pants as the cuck struggles to unbutton them.
"Fuckkk" you moan, and I take a step closer and kiss you, hard. My tongue moves into your mouth and I feel him "accidentally" graze my cock as he unbuttons your pants. I run my hands in your hair and slowly break the kiss and turn you as i watch him tug the pants off your perfect ass.
I kneel down behind you and slowly run my hand up and down your pussy lips. I chuckle softly. "Dripping wet already. She was definitely planning to take my cock, whatever you think Little Guy."
I push a finger inside you. "Damn. It's like she's never been fucked." I look at him pointedly. "Guess I know why." I gesture at his pathetic cock. "Now, do you want me to fuck her?"
He stumbles over his words and you toss your beautiful hair over your shoulder and look back at us. "Please baby... I need that big... fucking.." each word is associated with a wiggle and a push back against it "COCK inside me."
"Yes!" He blurts out, and I notice him starting to precum.
"Yes what?" I say as I begin to rub the huge head up and down your pussy to enthusiastic moans from you.
"Yes I want you to fuck her with your huge cock."
"Good boy. Now on your knees, so you're eye level." As he sinks to his knees, I sink into you. The girth cock pushes deeper and deeper into you and he can barely take it anymore. His hand jerks his pathetic cock and then he immediately cums onto your foot. In response, I pull out of you and rub my cock between your ass cheeks.
"Pathetic. Let me show you how a real man fucks a beautiful woman like this."
I take my cock and this time you take the entire thing to the hilt. You yelp at the feeling of pain and pleasure but I hold your hips until you're ready again. You start to move back and forth on my cock and then I grab your hips and start to fuck you.
Your tits swing underneath you and he watches as my giant cock stretches you so you'll barely feel him again. You shudder and cum, screaming my name. My hands grab your ass and start to fuck you harder. My balls slap your clit with every thrust, the sound filling your house.
The minutes pass and you cum again. And then again. After your fourth or so, I grab your hair and turn you to look at me. "Are you ready for your husband to watch you take a real load?" I say, barely pausing in my thrusts in and out of you.
"Yes! yes! OH FUCKING GOD YES."
I pull out with a pop and twist your hips so you flip over. I jerk my cock and look down at him. "Three pathetic shots earlier? Watch this"
My first three ropes of cum cpver your face, some sliding into your waiting mouth. The next five land on your waiting breasts, and three more coat your perfect stomach. I moan as you move forward and take just the head in your mouth, sucking the remainder out of my still throbbing cock.
You finally let go of your new toy, and look up at me, covered in my cum. You barely see him. "Can you go again?" You ask. I smile and take my cock and lay it across your face. "Absolutely. But let's kick tiny out this time."
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The most epic pegging fail… Shit happens [FM]
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I’m always fascinated at how y’all respond when I write about pegging because they tend to be popular stories. My theory is that A LOT of y’all have pegging fantasies you’re reluctant to voice, so let me start by saying that pegging (any ass play generally) is fucking awesome. If you’re curious and with a consenting partner, try it. I truly feel bad at how many men are afraid to voice this because I think it’s wrapped up in unhealthy stigmas that shouldn’t exist.
I’ve been so reluctant to write this story out of fear it might dissuade some curious readers, but I also like to take moments to use this account to discuss some of the more “real” intimate parts of sex. It’s not always seamless.
Plus… This story is pretty fucking funny.
I’ve been lucky with ass play generally because I first experimented with a bisexual man. He was very into prep, communication, and general tenderness. The first time I pegged him I immediately understood the appeal. He came so hard his body started convulsing.
It prolongs ejaculation and stimulates a lot of nerve endings. It was super fun to give someone pleasure that way.
Anyway, once when I was in the early stages of a relationship, we exchanged sex stories and pegging came up. This guy was very, VERY eager to try it, and I was down to be his first.
I LOVE unlocking kinks and fetishes with new partners.
So the problem was, I was young. Later in life I would insist partners do research and fully prep, but I didn’t quite know how to insert myself into someone’s anal education before inserting myself into other intimate places. I knew we should have that conversation, but I didn’t know what to say. Instead, I came up with a brilliant solution: I just let him fuck me in the ass first.
So anal sex is an art for me. I have it down to a very specific system I’ve never quite laid out on this account… But fuck it.
First off, I plan the act in advance and go a little too hard in preparation. Much like going into surgery, I don’t eat 12 hours before and I always do some kind of douche or enema before. Then I get lube specifically designed for that part of the body (don’t get fancy- the wrong kind can burn), and start with a butt plug before I actually take a dick. I actually usually give head with a butt plug in because (1) I’ve found the movement is right and (2) men come really fast when they’re doing anal for the first time. It’s usually better to get them off first and go two rounds. Finally, use double the amount of lube you think is necessary and keep the bottle nearby. And of course… shower after.
*Alright… That’s a level of detail about my ass I never thought I’d write, but here we are.*
So I let this dude fuck my ass. It goes pretty seamless with virtually no discomfort or anything… unexpected. I explained my general process and thought he’d naturally pick up on the insinuation that he should do the same.
He did not.
So one night we get home and he is a little tipsy (don’t have anal when you’re tipsy, kids… Trust me). We start off with our usual sex routine. He threw me on the bed and I wrapped my legs around him when he climbed on top of me. He stuck his tongue deep in my mouth and bit my lip slightly before pulling me up so I could straddle him. He pulled my hair and I started begging him to fuck me.
“I want you to feel good,” I moaned into his mouth.
“Really?” He asked as he started kissing my neck.
“Fuck yes. Let me suck you off.”
“I have a better idea,” he whispered as he gently pulled me off of him. He went to my sex drawer and pulled out my favorite butt plug (it vibrated and was a pretty blue color).
So let me explain the scope of my hesitations here. First off, on principle I don’t generally think ass toys are transferable. They’re fine to clean so it’s just a mental hang up, but I feel this is a fair personal boundary. I’m fine with recycling most sex toys and lingerie, but if I was going to stick this thing up this dude’s ass, it was certainly not going back into mine.
Second, we had just eaten, he was tipsy, and had certainly not prepped. Logistically speaking, I’m not sure he was physically ready.
Finally… Getting fucked in the ass is emotional. I don’t know how to explain it, but like 80% of men I’ve pegged have cried after. Fuck, I get emotional after anal sex and I’ve done a lot of ass play (you know… like a slut). It’s a very compromising position that requires a level of trust. I was not totally sure this dude had processed that.
When I voiced these concerns to him, he was pretty fucking insistent that everything would fine. I got the feeling he believed I was overreacting.
So instead of going full strap on, we did compromise that we’d just use the butt plug for stimulation while I sucked him off. This seemed like a fair introduction. However, I did agree to push it in and out so he’d get the sensation.
So yeah, this dude VERY enthusiastically pulled his pants down, bent over, and asked me to go for it. Like a true champ, I fingered him for quite a while to loosen him up with plenty of lube… Hindsight being 20/20, he was perhaps a little TOO loose and relaxed. The plug really slipped RIGHT in, and when it started vibrating, he fucking loved it. He went off about how good it felt.
I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. I went slow at first because I wanted to ease him into it, but when he grabbed my hair and slammed me down I stopped holding back.
I went deep and looked him in the eye as he hit the back of my throat. He started shaking as he gasped. He threw his head back and pulled me so deep I almost gagged. I started fingering his ass, pushing the plug in and out and felt him start to lose control.
He didn’t last long.
So I do not have a dick, but I am fairly certain the sensation of coming when your prostate is being stimulated is… Different. I’ve swallowed a lot of cum, and it feels different coming out… I’ve also never seen men moan the way they do when they come from this method.
This dude SCREAMED my name and I swear almost passed out as he come.
Then he quickly collapsed face down on the bed and I accepted the final piece of this act. I didn’t really think much when I turned the vibrations off and started working the plug out of him. I had grown a little too comfortable with anal apparently and just did it quickly.
That was a mistake.
For those of you who were loved as a child and never had anything pulled out of your ass (*all jokes btw, kinks are normal*), the sensation is odd.
So yes… This dude straight up shit in my hand and didn’t initially realize it.
I was in such shock I wasn’t sure how to respond and I think the words, “Oh, wow… Not the color I expected,” slipped out of my mouth.
Then the smell hit.
He turned around and didn’t initially get what had just occurred. “Huh?” He asked.
“You um… I think you just shit in my hand.”
Then he looked HORRIFIED. I’ve never seen eyes filled with such terror and I went to a law school that employed the Socratic method. His jaw dropped and he looked like he was about to cry, which made it hard for me to process my next move.
After a couple of seconds of calm, I flipped out. I ran to the bathroom, emptied the contents of my hand in the toilet and then tried to wash my hands. However, shit got everywhere and the smell was too strong so I immediately threw up.
He came in to apologize and he started gagging.
“It’s ok!” I helplessly tried to assure him as I heaved the contents of my stomach into the toilet.
*We had had a very nice dinner and this experience REALLY let me examine it from a lot of angles.*
He ran and got cleaning supplies as I finally started washing my hands and managed to get out of my dress (which had certainly been *compromised*). We threw EVERYTHING in the wash, including my clothes and his sheets and then wiped down his bedroom and bathroom.
At some point I looked over and saw tears in his eyes.
“You want to know something?” I asked.
“What?” He answered miserably.
“I once didn’t realize I had gotten my period. A guy went down on me without realizing it and he looked like Count Dracula when he came up for air. He thought I just tasted like pennies.”
He looked at me for a moment, and then we burst out laughing.
“This isn’t going to ruin your attraction to me forever?”
I shrugged. “I still haven’t gotten off and was honestly hoping we could still go again… Maybe after a shower.”
He grinned as I led him back to his newly cleaned bathroom and undressed him. He ended up bending me over after we got clean.
I think the moral of this story is that experimenting is not always super easy and can be a tad embarrassing… But pursue those kinks and unlock that fetish you’re curious about. If you’re with the right person, they won’t give a damn if things get messy.
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Sarah Opens Up - My wife and I caught a black man in a threesome with a married couple on a beach. He caught us back.
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This is my first attempt at writing anything, so be kind. All names and characters in this story are fictional. I'd like to thank my editor, 2soon2no, for helping with my first submission.
This story has a married couple involved in MMF groupsex, interracial, anal, and rimming. The husband is not a cuck, but is a confident man who enjoys watching his wife enjoy herself. If this is not your cup of tea, please move on.
"Damnit, I can't stick this thing!" I said to myself as I fell off the crux into the granite sandy base of the rock I was climbing.
I was trying to figure out how to climb a rock-climbing boulder route called the Ironman Traverse, in Bishop, California. My regular climbing buddy, Dave, wasn't there to spot me today. He was moving out of his apartment, getting ready to go to Columbia University Law School. I was already scheduled to attend Stanford, where I'd be graduating with my law degree in four years, with the class of 2002. It was August of 1998.
"Excuse me, would you mind spotting me?" came a feminine voice behind me.
"Sure, no prob..." I stopped in my tracks as our eyes met for the first time.
As if I was struck by lightning, I couldn't speak as my eyes took in the beauty before me. Her big blue eyes assessed me, seeing me stutter. Her full lips curled up in a smile as she sensed my discomfort. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a flowing ponytail. She was wearing a light blue sports bra that presented my vision with ample cleavage. I guessed she was about 36D. She had light gray shorts below her toned abs, and her hips flared out enhancing her feminine figure. She was probably five-eight with toned long legs. She was breathtaking.
"Ugh, yeah, sorry, my name's Steve. I was just trying to figure out the crux," I said, trying to gather myself.
"Hi, I'm Sarah. Is this the Ironman Traverse?" she asked sweetly, as she assessed the climb.
"You got it, it's a classic." I said, watching her grab onto the starting holds.
She lifted herself effortlessly and began traversing the obvious lines in the smooth granite face. She presented me with a great view of her toned round ass below the gray shorts she was wearing as she lifted her leg to a high foothold, pulling herself almost upside-down as she re-chalked her hands. She moved with the grace of a ballerina. She transitioned herself into position to the final lunge, which was the crux of the route. Unlike men, who try to power through obstacles, women are more adept at using finesse to move with efficiency. Sarah was no exception. She pulled herself up effortlessly and landed the move that I had just fallen from.
"Can you spot me?" she asked again, indicating she was going to let go, and I needed to assist her landing.
"Go ahead," I said as she let go, and she fell into my arms.
Her momentum carried me backwards, and I lost my footing, pulling her with me. She landed on top of me unharmed and straddling my groin. Her eyes met mine with a smile as I looked up at her. My face moved upward, and hers moved down. Our lips met for the very first time.
Present day.
"Hey Sarah, I'm home," I said as I walked into our large foyer, pulling off my tie. "Where are the kids?" I asked, looking out our wall of glass at the lake below.
Sarah and I purchased this house in Coeur d'Alene fifteen years ago. It was a total rehab from the foundation to the roof, which took two years to complete. We picked the house for the location and the fact that it had its own dock. I still remember Sarah's response when she looked out the back window at the lake below. "This is where I want to raise our kids," she said as she ran her hands over her baby bump.
We converted the old fishing cabin to the 3900 square foot home that it is today. Sarah picked out everything from the Sub Zero kitchen appliances to the hardwood floors. The 2020 Covid outbreak skyrocketed property values in our area to more than double, when hordes of wealthy urbanites sought properties in locations where you could actually go outside.
I couldn't hear the kids playing their Xbox, and the TV wasn't blaring, which is rare for our house. Sarah walked around the corner from the kitchen, wearing her "fuck me" heels and a classy floral print dress. Her heels echoed on our white oak hardwood floors.
"They're at your parents' house. They are spending the night. We're going out for dinner to celebrate you winning your big case," Sarah said sexily.
"Damn you're hot in those heels and that dress," I said, kissing her, "Thank you, we need a night out."
My 43-year-old wife looked half that age. She was almost as tall as my six-two with her five-inch heels. Her firm breasts were presented perfectly in the navy and pink floral v-cut dress, showing a hint of her cleavage. Her dress cut in at the hips, presenting her toned waist and round ass flawlessly, not that she had any flaws.
I changed into jeans and a simple button up. The last thing I wanted to wear was anything dressy after walking around in a suit all day.
"So, how was your day?" I asked.
"Good. Antoine worked me hard today. Lot's of lunges, box jumps, squats, and deadlifts," she replied.
I grinned at the double entendre that her innocent nature didn't perceive.
"Oh stop, that's not what I meant," she giggled as she realized why I was grinning.
Sarah came from a strict upbringing, and she was very naïve because of it. Additionally, she was overweight for most of her teenage years, and had a low self-esteem because of it. When she was sixteen, her church took her youth group rock climbing, and she immediately fell in love with the sport. She realized she needed to change her body composition if she were to pursue the sport. Her strong will resulted in her shedding fifty pounds in a matter of three months. Although she lost the weight years ago, she still perceived herself as that chunky teenage girl. Hence, she never picks up on when men are hitting on her and has no idea how attractive she really is.
Tammy, who Sarah worked out with for ten years, moved out of state recently, and she needed someone to challenge her. She asked Antoine to work with her three months ago, and he has been her personal trainer ever since. I saw Antoine checking her out on several occasions. Of course, she never picked up on it.
We jumped in my custom Landcruiser and headed out. Overlanding, which is multi-day camping out of your offroad truck, is a hobby of mine. We've always enjoyed the outdoors, which is why we set up our home base in Northern Idaho. Having a truck up here that can get you anywhere is an essential tool. We've spent many nights in places not many people have seen.
We went to a restaurant overlooking the lake that had great food and drinks. Their chef had a delicious menu, and it had a great casual lounge feel. Sarah knew this was my favorite restaurant, and she had reservations. The cute young greeter sat us at our favorite table overlooking the lake. We didn't have to wait long before our waiter arrived.
"Hello, my name is Jason, and I'll be um, your um, waiter this evening," he stuttered as he looked at my wife and forgot about everything else in his life.
I always enjoyed watching men react to Sarah. It's almost like watching myself on our own first meeting, and I remember that first magical kiss. His eyes darted from hers when she looked down at her drink menu. He took in her cleavage that was presented quite pleasingly.
He looked to be in his mid to late 20's with one of those trendy beards everyone is wearing these days. I always thought those were too high maintenance for me. He was well-built and probably spent a fair amount of time in the gym. He finally completed the typical introduction and asked for our drink order.
"I'll have the Diamond Creek Gravelly Meadow" 2002 Cabernet Sauvignon. That's the year we were married," she said, looking up as the waiter's eyes quickly moved back up to hers.
"Actually, let's just start with the bottle, thanks," I said, not caring that the bottle was $450.
As Jason left the table, I laughed and said, "Jason was hot on you."
"What are you talking about?" she denied.
"You didn't catch him checking out your tits just now?" I challenged her.
"No, he wasn't," she tried to deny again, but her lopsided grin told me the truth.
"Ha, you did see it. Come on, you can't lie to an attorney." I laughed.
"Okay, but maybe he didn't realize he was staring and was thinking about something else," she tried to minimize, "People zone out sometimes."
"And the fact that he started stuttering as soon as he looked into your eyes? You really have no clue how beautiful you are. You never having the courage to wear a bikini in public is testament to that. Someday, I just hope you do realize how gorgeous you are," I said.
"Okay, well maybe he was checking me out. But I don't get why some young hottie would want to look at an old lady like me," she said.
"You're sexy for one. Two, you are not an old lady, and I am glad you caught him checking out your tits," I said honestly.
"You are happy that our waiter is looking at my tits?" she questioned.
"I didn't say that. I'm glad you realized that men are checking you out. It reaffirms what I have been telling you for years. YOU ARE HOT! And your hottie waiter thinks so too," I laughed.
"Well, thank you," Sarah replied.
Travis brought our bottle of wine, and we toasted to winning my case. This case would pay off our mortgage, put our kids through college, and give us a nest egg to fall back on for life. It was two years of hard work and 16 hour days. We sacrificed a lot in the process, including our time together.
"I have something else to announce," I said. "We are going to the Mayan Riviera for a week. You may want to buy some new bikinis. No shorts on this trip."
In the weeks leading up to the trip, Sarah was more amorous than usual. Our usual two or three times a week routine became an every-night fuckfest. I was not complaining one bit. On the night before our trip, Sarah and I dropped the kids off at their grandparents. When we returned home, Sarah and I prepared for bed and an early start in the morning.
"I'm really looking forward to letting go and opening up to new things this week," she said as she combed out her hair. "We know we've let life get in the way for many years. I miss having fun with you," she said.
"I know this case took a lot away from us, and I'm blessed that you were strong enough to stand by me through it all," I said as I kissed her deeply. "We're finally at a point in our lives where we can spend more time together. Let's make the most of it, starting now."
She dropped to her knees and pulled my shorts down and off. She looked up and into my eyes with a smile on her face as she licked around the crown of my cockhead. She planted kisses along the shaft as I sat back on the bed watching her.
She licked lower and took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked on it while licking around it with her tongue. It popped out of her mouth with a pop, and she did the same with the other one, while stroking my shaft lightly with her fingertips.
She kissed her way back up my cock and engulfed my crown, never breaking eye contact with me. She engulfed most of my shaft into her throat, and I could feel her tongue licking from side to side as she bobbed up and down.
She released me smiling, "You like watching me do this, don't you?"
I smiled, looking at my erection and said, "Isn't it obvious?"
She attacked me again, sucking my cock like her life depended on it. Sarah is one of those women who really enjoys giving head. I think it gives her a sense of control and power over me, and she always gets aroused while she's going down on me.
When I couldn't take it anymore, I pulled her off before I came. I noticed she drooled all over me, and her lips were soaked. She was actually so worked up that she was salivating. I kissed her deeply again and sucked on her lips. She was purring.
She was breathing hard, and she moaned into my ear, with anticipation. I kissed my way to her ear and down her neck. Her pink nipples were hard and puckered in arousal. I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples while kissing her again. Her tongue darted into my mouth.
Sarah arched her back, inviting me to her tits. I dropped down to her perfect breasts and took her right nipple into my mouth. I licked around her nub and sucked it deeply into my mouth. Sarah moaned loudly while running her fingers through my hair and pulled me into her breasts. I did the same to her left breast.
I kissed my way down her flat stomach, tonguing her along the way. She knew what was coming and lifted her hips to initiate the contact. I teased her by kissing around her thigh. I reached up and cupped her soft breasts in my hands while tonguing her labia.
Sarah writhed in arousal and bucked her hips into me. I sucked her labia into my mouth while avoiding her clit. I teased her for several minutes, and I could tell that any contact with her clit would bring her over the edge.
I decided to try something she never let me do. I licked down to her puckered ass and rimmed around it.
She looked down and said, "What are you doing?!"
I looked into her eyes as if I was challenging her to stop me. I could see the lust in her eyes so I squeezed her nipples and moved back down. After a while, I saw her fingers snake down and start to rub her clit. I pushed her hand away to prolong her pleasure.
"Please!" she begged.
I darted my tongue into her ass while pinching her nipples again. I ran my tongue in circles around her ass while she pushed her hips into me. I kept this up as her pleasure increased.
She was really grinding her ass into my mouth while moaning, "This is so dirty! Oh fuck!"
I kept rimming her tight ass for several minutes. She grabbed both cheeks with her hands and spread herself for me. I alternated between rimming around her ass and stiffening my tongue and pushing it into her soft tunnel.
Sarah started shaking as I kept up the pressure. "Oh fuck this feels so good! Oh God!" she yelled.
I felt her ass pulsing as my tongue slipped further into her. "Oh yes, yes, yes, eat my fucking asshole, I'm coming!" she screamed as her body convulsed in a full body orgasm.
Her pussy juice was dripping, running down to her ass as I lapped it up. I could see her vagina pulsing as her ass simultaneously clenched around my tongue.
"Oh my God, I can't believe you made me cum like that!" she said.
I moved above her and kissed her hard. She kissed me back softly while coming down from her orgasm.
"That was so dirty." she trembled.
I looked deeply into her eyes. "But did you enjoy it?" I murmured, as I kissed her again.
"Wasn't it obvious?" she giggled.
My cock slipped into her with one easy thrust. She was as wet as I could ever remember. She moaned softly as our tempo increased. I leaned back and watched her as I thrusted into her. Her big round natural breasts girated as she met my thrusts.
Her moaning increased as my tempo did also, her tits bouncing with each thrust into her tight pussy. I moved my lips to hers and we kissed again. I pinched her nipples and continued to pump into her, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.
I pulled out of her and sank down between her legs again, attacking her clit this time. Sarah pushed her hips off the bed and into my mouth. She took two of my fingers into her as they were pressed against her g-spot. Her orgasm came quickly.
"Oh fuuuuck!" she moaned as her pussy convulsed around my fingers, and I continued to suck her clit. I pulled away and moved up again to kiss her.
As if she knew what I was thinking, she turned over and smiled, looking back at me over her shoulder. She arched her back and wiggled her ass at me. Her ass looked perfect in this position, and it never fails to arouse me. I quickly moved behind her and drove to the hilt. She moaned loudly as I started fucking her again. I grabbed her hips firmly and pounded into her.
"Harder, fuck me harder!" she screamed at me.
Our bodies slapped together loudly trying to find release. I looked down at her puckered pink opening. Everything about her was beautiful. Her ass jiggled sexily as we fucked. I felt her hand rubbing her clit from below.
She was moaning loudly. I continued to ram into her as my balls tightened. I was getting close. I slammed into her as hard as I could.
"Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard, oh God!" she moaned, and her pussy convulsed around me as she came again.
Her pussy squeezing me was too much to take, and I erupted into her as we came together.
When we arrived in Cancun, the weather was perfect. After a short shuttle ride to the resort, I was already more relaxed than I had been in years. Something about the tropical weather does that to me.
Our room was an ocean front master suite with its own pool and balcony overlooking the ocean and one of the resort pools. There were dining tables and chairs set up inside the floating shelf area of the pool, just outside of our room.
There were two lounge chairs set up on a private sundeck courtyard next to our patio. We also had an outdoor shower surrounded by greenery in this hidden courtyard.
Sarah and I changed into some workout clothes to go for a jog around the property. We always exercise as soon as we arrive at our destination when we travel. It helps with jet lag to get the blood flowing after a long flight.
I was tying my shoes when my wife walked out of the bathroom wearing workout attire I had never seen or even believed she would wear. She normally wears typical soccer mom activewear pants and a loose sweatshirt at the gym. Now, she had light blue booty shorts that were made of a very thin form fitting spandex material.
If she was wearing any panties, they had to be a very thin thong. Upon close inspection, I could see a hint of her labia through the material. For a top, she was wearing a sexy white sports bra that showed plenty of cleavage.
Sarah turned and posed, "You like?"
I grabbed her, kissed her and told her how hot she looked. I could not believe I was seeing this side of my wife after all these years.
We left the room and explored the resort while jogging. I noticed several men and women checking out my wife as we passed. I could not blame them, she looked hot with her tits bouncing in her new sports bra. The view from behind was just as good as her ass shook with every stride. I was a proud husband.
The shoreline in front of the resort was very rugged. There were several hidden beaches between the rocky alcoves. After twenty minutes of jogging, we noticed a small path going behind the rocks towards the shoreline.
We followed the path for fifty yards. As we rounded a corner, we could hear the obvious sounds of a woman moaning. I turned towards my wife who held her finger to her lips to shush me. We quietly moved towards where the noise was coming from and saw a woman and two men engaged in a threesome just fifteen feet in front of us.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties with brunette hair and medium sized breasts. The way they moved I was sure they were natural. Overall, she had a great body with just the right amount of curves.
She was sucking on a similarly aged white man with a seven inch cock. He had a typical dad bod with a bit of a belly and love handles.
Behind her was a very large black man with a huge cock. He was built like an NFL defensive end, and he appeared to be just starting to enter the woman from behind. He had just the head of his cock in her, and was starting to push forward with what appeared to be an eleven inch dick.
The woman pulled the cock from her mouth and moaned loudly, "Oh fuck, you're a lot fucking bigger than I am used to."
He slowly worked his hips back and forth until his groin pressed against her ass.
The wife sighed loudly as he paused, "Oh, I've never been so full of dick! Go slow!"
She resumed sucking on the cock attached to whom I assumed was her husband.
I turned and looked at Sarah who was entranced with the scene in front of us. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing heavily.
She looked at me and mouthed, "Oh my God!"
Sarah's nipples were pressing through her sports bra. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and squeezed her tits while watching the action in front of us.
The black man was working up a rhythm behind her as she tried to hold onto her husband.
Her husband looked down at her and asked, "You like taking that big black dick?"
She moaned loudly and gasped, "Oh fuck, he's stretching me so good! Uh, uh, ooooh!"
The black man was driving into her from behind now, almost pulling all the way out on his backstroke. His black cock was shiny with the woman's wetness. On the next backstroke, the black man pulled all the way out.
The woman pushed backwards trying to re-engage. He slapped her ass with his huge cock and then pushed himself back into her with one quick thrust.
She screamed in ecstasy as he bottomed out inside of her. Her hands were pushed against her husband's stomach, her back arched towards the black man behind her.
I could see a shiny diamond on her left ring finger, confirming my suspicion they were a married couple.
The scene was surreal in front of us. Sarah subconsciously arched her back and pressed against me. I wondered if she was envisioning herself in the woman's place, between two men. We had never seen people have sex in front of us before. We watched a bit of porn in our younger days, but this was another level.
We had never seen interracial porn, and I wondered if my wife had ever seen a black cock before. She had mentioned that some black men were handsome in the past, and I wondered if she ever fantasized about having sex with a black man.
My cock was as hard as a rock, pressing against my wife, while my mind took everything in.
Sarah continued to rub her ass against me as we watched the scene in front of us. Caught up in the lust, I moved my right hand below her sports bra. I pushed the cup up and grabbed her bare flesh.
Sarah moaned and pushed into my hard cock. I did the same with my left hand, freeing both breasts in the process. With both breasts free, I gently pinched her hard nipples while we watched the mating in front of us.
The wife was doing her best to please her husband, but his cock kept falling from her drooling mouth as she moaned in pleasure. Her moans became cries, her cries became screams as the black giant hammered his cock into her tight passage.
The contrast of their skin was exotic. The size difference and the colors of the two men contrasted so much, it added to the taboo nature of their behavior.
"Oh God, I love your cock. Keep fucking my tight white pussy!" the wife screamed.
The husband dropped to his knees in front of his wife and kissed her passionately. He must have felt the thrusting coming through her mouth as she was pounded from behind by the black giant. He reached up and pinched her nipples as she arched her ass back to the pounding she was receiving. This was all about her pleasure.
The husband stood up again, and his wife used his love handles to support her as she fucked back at the big black cock behind her. The black giant pulled her backwards and kissed her passionately. Her breasts disappeared in his massive hands. Their tongues were attacking each other's mouths in front of the lust filled husband. His yet unsatisfied cock just bobbed in front of her.
She moaned loudly into his mouth as his large lips enveloped hers. They broke the kiss, and the wife returned her attention to her husband, taking his cock in her mouth one more time. The black giant increased his thrusting to an even faster pace. Her ass was red from the slapping of their flesh. The husband didn't even move as the banging from Goliath provided more than enough of a stroke for his wife's mouth on his smaller dick.
I continued to rub Sarah from behind while watching the taboo scene in front of us. I reached down to her waistband, and I found her hand already there. She was really losing herself to this moment and was rapidly fingering her clit. She was soaked, and as my hand joined hers, she moaned loudly.
The wife gave up trying to blow her husband as she embraced the orgasm that overtook her.
"Oh God, fuck me with your big black cock, oh yes, fuuuuck!!!!"
"Take it, take it!" the black giant grunted.
Her orgasm enveloped her body, and she trembled as she cried out in ecstasy. Her husband was so caught up in her pleasure and the scene in front of him that he started shooting ropes of cum all over her face and hair without even having any direct contact with his dick. She moved forward and took two blasts into her mouth, gulping down whatever was left.
My wife was also moaning while watching the couple climax. I could tell she was getting close to her own orgasm as she increased her rubbing against me. I continued to finger her clit, and I pinched her one nipple hard as she screamed out in pleasure. The black giant heard her and looked toward us.
Seeing us with my wife's tit in my one hand and my other hand in her shorts along with hers, he looked at us and smiled knowingly. He made eye contact with my wife as he thrust his giant black cock into the hot shaking wife. He kept his eyes focused on my wife as he continued to fuck the unsuspecting wife.
Sarah pushed hard against me and moaned loudly as she admired the black stranger. Her body convulsed in pleasure as she came in front of the black man, gushing onto my hand.
As Sarah was coming, the black man gazed at her in lust. He thrust hard into the woman in front of him and unloaded his seed deep into her while staring at my orgasmic wife. His seed began to run out of the shuddering wife, dripping into the sand below her. His thick white cream started running out of her stuffed pussy, contrasting so vividly with the black of his cock.
The husband and wife were oblivious to our presence, but the black man was not. It was obvious that seeing my wife as she was, had pushed him over the edge. He slowly pulled his black cock out of her, and it was covered in a frothy coating of their combined seed. More fluid dripped out of her as she remained bent over, holding onto her husband for support.
My wife must have realized where she was and what just happened. She quickly pulled away from me, and stood up straight. She forgot her breasts were now exposed to the black giant's lustful eyes. She covered them immediately, looking back at the black stranger apprehensively.
He shook his head as if telling my wife not to cover herself.
She stared back at him as if trying to decide what to do.
He nodded his head and smiled.
She hesitated for what seemed like minutes, then dropped her hands to her side and pushed her chest out towards him.
His giant cock twitched, and my wife broke the mutual gaze with the black man to admire his bobbing cock.
"It's so big," she murmured as it was still dripping with their combined wetness. He had a large vein running down the length of his thick shaft, seeming to feed the large plum of a cock head.
Her eyes moved back upwards, following his impressive six pack to his muscular pecs and arms, and then she met his stare again. He smiled and nodded again.
She shivered as his eyes examined her perfect breasts, and I could see that her pink nipples were erect, and her chest and face were flush with lust. She licked her lips unconsciously and bit her lower lip as she admired him, exposing her firm breasts to another man for the first time.. A black man.
Just then, the freshly fucked wife stood up, startling my own wife out of her trance. Sarah backed away and out of their line of sight. She pulled her sports bra into place, and we quickly retreated up the trail.
We walked back hand in hand in silence trying to process what just occurred. It took ten minutes for my erection to dissipate enough to walk comfortably. I had never seen my conservative wife act so lustily. For her to expose herself intentionally was a new frontier that I was glad to have witnessed, and to have an orgasm in front of another man was icing on the cake.
When we returned to our room, Sarah immediately pulled her shorts down and bent over the bed. My shorts hit the floor and I buried myself inside her. She was soaked.
I pumped into her as fast as I could, wanting to bring myself relief. I could not believe the sloshing sounds coming from her wet pussy. She had never been this wet. I asked her if she was thinking about what we just watched.
"What do you think?" she responded as she pushed her ass back at me.
"Are you thinking about that big black cock right now?" I asked.
"Oh God yes, fuck me!" she gasped between moans.
"Are you imagining he's fucking you right now with that giant dick?" I was getting close.
She was strumming her clit while I slammed into her. "Oh God, just fuck me, fuck me!" she screamed as she climaxed around me.
This set me off, and I came inside of her. She collapsed on the bed with me on top of her. As the energy drained, we dozed off to a restful sleep.
We woke up an hour later and jumped in the shower to prepare for dinner. Sarah appeared an hour later wearing a tan summer dress. It had an open back that required her to go braless. She had strappy tan heels to complete her look. She looked breathtakingly alluring in a classy way.
We went to one of the resort's many restaurants and had fresh dorado (mahi mahi) and seared ahi. The food was amazing, and the ambiance was perfect. We were feeling the effects of the tequila and our conversation was flowing better than it had in years, and we weren't even talking about the kids. Amazing what uninterrupted time can do for communication.
"So, can you believe what we saw today?" I asked.
"I know right. What an introduction to our vacation," she replied.
"I loved how excited you got watching." I told her. She didn't say anything, and she was playing with her food. I could tell she had mixed emotions about what happened.
"Look, I am extremely happy to see you letting go and having fun. Our life has been all about responsibilities and the kids, and our own spontaneity has suffered because of it. You are a great mom, and an even better wife. I want nothing more than to see you free and happy. You were sexy as hell today. I saw the way HE responded to you. That was animalistic. He wanted you. You made him want you. You have that effect on me too, and I'm just proud that you are my wife. How did you feel when he saw you?" I asked.
"I don't know how I feel about the whole thing. I was caught up in the moment and you were touching me, and it felt good. Then when he looked at me something just snapped. It just felt like I was involved in what they were doing, like I was part of their threesome. It was overwhelming." she responded.
"What about when he signaled for you to show him your tits? How did that feel?" I asked. Just talking about this was getting me hard.
"Oh God, I knew you'd ask me about that... I guess I was embarrassed at first, like I had been caught doing something bad. But then I saw his stare. He looked so powerful. I felt like he was controlling me with his eyes. How do you feel about how I showed him my breasts?" she asked.
"I have mixed feelings, honestly. There's something scary about seeing you give into another man's lust, even for just a moment. I don't know what I would ever do if I lost you. But on the same token, I trust you with all of my being. We were together in our experience today, connected in a way I have not felt in years. Watching you gain confidence and embrace your sexuality while I was holding you, was the sexiest thing I have ever experienced. I have never been more turned on. I just want to see you experience pleasure." I responded honestly.
Sarah's eyes teared up. "I love you with all of my being. I would never do anything to betray your trust. Whatever we experience in life, I want us to experience those things together. I would not have done what I did today if you were not there to share the experience with me. If I felt for one second that anything we were doing would have driven a wedge between us, I would have turned around and ran. I have never felt closer to you," she replied.
Right before I was about to speak, I saw Sarah's eyes shift away from mine as she looked over my shoulder. She visibly flushed and her eyes widened,
"It's HIM." Sarah whispered, as she spotted the black giant from the beach.
"Don't look, but he's looking at me." she said nervously.
Her pupils dilated as she stared back at him. She bit her lower lip as she assessed the large man in front of her.
Unlike the last time she saw him, he was wearing slacks and a dress shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, and the first two buttons were opened at his chest. Even in a dress shirt, she could see his large muscles bulging, his sleeves barely containing the large arms inside them.
His pants were doing the same with the bulge running down his right thigh. Everything about him screamed masculinity: his shaved head, his strong jawline, his eyes, his lips, oh those big thick lips... She licked her own lips unconsciously.
"Is he still looking at you?" I interrupted as Sarah examined the large black man.
"Yes, and he's talking to the husband from earlier," she replied, gazing at him.
"I wonder how that whole situation started with them. Do you think they are swingers or something?" I asked.
"Well, based on what we saw today, I'd say they are," Sarah laughed.
"That's not what I meant. I wonder how their marriage got to a point where they are that open with each other," I corrected.
Sarah bit her lip again in thought, then said, "I could never do something like that. She cheated on him."
"It's not cheating if they are both participating. Did you see the way he kissed her as she was getting fff...? I don't think her husband was upset at all," I replied.
"It must take a special kind of man to be able to let his wife do that. I could never let you have sex with another woman," Sarah said.
"I never had a desire to be with another woman, but what we saw today was the hottest thing I've ever seen," I said.
"It was hot, but I could never do that," she said hesitantly.
"Before today, could you have ever seen yourself having an organism in front of a well-hung black stud while he watched?" I asked.
Sarah was getting moist between her legs and she broke eye contact with me and peered back at the subject of our conversation. The black giant noticed her looking in his direction and gazed back at her. She licked her lips again and bit her lower lip and said, "No, I could have never imagined doing what I did today."
Sarah shifted in her seat and uncrossed her legs, trying to cool the heat between them as the black man studied her.
He could see up her skirt now from where he was seated at the bar. She had a light blue thong under her sundress. Her cameltoe was evident even from where he was seated at the bar. He could see the material looked darker on the bottom. He panties were soaked from the conversation and the eye contact.
He looked so powerful to her. After being in such control for all of her life, she felt so vulnerable when he leered at her, like she was his prey.
"He's staring at me again," she said.
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[B/s] I want to marry her...
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This gonna be a short post, more of a confession.
I've had her stuck on my mind again and I've just been thinking and I know it may be impossible to do but I want to marry that damn girl. She's the only woman I've been with that has made me feel the way I do, treats me fully as an equal and I try my damnedest to do the same for her even though I feel I fall short from time to time. ~~It's hard to compete with her...~~
I've been sitting her doing the worst paperwork I've done in a while and I started zoning out, thinking about the last few nights we spent together, especially after this morning.
God damn, why did we have to fall in love like this, why did we have to be siblings? I've haven't questioned my decission to confess my perverse feelings to her since shortly after we started dating. Hell not even after that Valentines day we had sex together for the first time but now I'm questioning it because I want to marry my own sister? Am I wrong for this? I mean, I love her more than anyone and would gladly give my entire life to provide for her but I feel now like I'm truly robbing her of a future she could be truly happy in?
Shit...This is why I hate slow nights, my dumbass always gets stuck in my own head like this, even worse I can't call/text her since she works in the AM.
I hope she never sees this post. No, I pray she never sees it.
This is such a uturn for me and before anyone asks, fuck no I'm not ending this relationship over a thought, if i decide anything I'll marry her and damn the consequences even though our father would, guarantee, kill my ass if he ever finds out...
Sorry for this little rant/venting post everyone, I need to focus on work.
Maybe after a smoke break...
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Best friend fucked my girl
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So me(m29) my girl(f30) and my buddy (m29) all hung out. We drank a few beers and chilled at my girl and I’s apartment. A few hours of talking and drinking and we were all pretty drunk. My friend talks about how his girlfriend is not only bad at sex, but refrains from sex all together and how he hasn’t came in months. My girl and I are sitting on the couch as she lays in my lap while listening to my buddy complain about his love life. After a while we decide to watch a movie all together. As my girl is still In my lap, she begins to grab my cock and stroke it. My bud doesn’t seem to notice. She then pulls out my cock ( around 7 inches) and blows me decent. It’s pretty dark in the living room so my boy isn’t really paying attention. A Scene comes on that lights up the room and he sees what’s going on. He asks if we need some space. My girl just laughs and goes back to sucking my cock. I feel bad for my friend so I pull her pants down so he can get a little view of her ass. She is down for public sex and loves when people watch so she doesn’t care the slightest. My boy pulls out his cock and strokes it to the sight of my girls ass. It’s making my cock hard as fuck. I pull her head up and tell her to look and she sees him jacking his cock. It’s still pretty dark so we can’t see his cock that much it just looks like he’s making long strokes beating his cock. She looks at me and basically asks with her eyes if she can help him out. I nod on approval and she said let’s all go to the room. When we get in the light I see my boys cock for the first time. It’s fuckin huge. I’d say 10 inches uncut. We all get I. Our bed and my girl sucks is both, I tel my boy to fuck her wet ass pussy and she loved it. Squirted all over and when he was done I fucked her and came all in her. It was magical and always a fantasy of mine.
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From Neighbor to Summertime Fling (Part 11) [F/F/M 30s][Cheating][Long Reads][Multiple Chapters][Threesome][Flashback][College]
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The sun quickly snuck through the window in the living room and shot a bright and warm ray across Carrie’s face, eventually bringing her out of the night’s long drunken slumber, but waking her up with a crushing and pounding headache. As she opened her eyes, the marching band inside her brain got louder like she was standing in the middle of a parade. Immediately, she closed her eyes again, but nothing seemed to help.
Rolling to her side on the couch and groaning, Carrie reached out to whoever was in the vicinity, like an actor in a movie holding on to a cliff, trying to save herself, “Water, water.” The last thing she remembered was sitting down around the fire last night but the only thing on her mind now was getting something to drink to wash away the desert-like dryness that was caked around all the sides of her mouth.
April was sitting across on the other couch, seemingly unaffected by a night of drinking, she was already dressed and looked ready to take on the day. Carrie watched as she walked over to the refrigerator for a bottle of water, then digging around in her purse, shaking a bottle of pills and a packet of liquid IV as she returned. She opened the bottle, dumped the powdery mix inside and handed it over along with a handful of multi-colored tablets, “Here you go, liquid IV, Advil, and a bunch of B vitamins to get rid of that hangover mess.”
Carrie tossed the pills in her mouth and began to pound the water, “Thanks, my head is killing me.” She noticed that April was sitting across from her with her legs crossed and arms folded with a smile from ear to ear. “Don’t smirk at me like that, you know this happens like once every five years, I’m never drinking again.”
“Oh sure sure, but,” she chuckled, “that’s not what I am smiling about.”
Looking down under the blanket, Carrie realized she was still in her bathing suit from yesterday, her coverup tossed over the back of the couch. Noticing the garbage pail near her, she pulled it towards her seeing it was empty.
“Yeah, you didn’t make it to the can, most of it was sprayed in your yard, we didn’t quite make it. But then you had another round in the bathroom, but don’t worry, I held your hair.”
Carrie pulled her hair to her nose before sitting back into the softness of the couch and rubbed her forehead, the light and her upright sitting only enhancing the coal miners hammering away in her skull. While she couldn’t really think straight or taste anything, the smell of barf on her lips and chlorine was as fresh as ever on her body. She gave out a long exhale, “I’m sorry, I must not have eaten enough to fight all I drank, and I really need a shower.”
April was chomping at the bit, unable to sit still or keep delaying questions any longer, “Yeah, yeah, no biggie, and you sure smell like shit. I probably owe you at least a dozen drunken assists like that, but are we gonna talk about the other thing?”
“What other thing? I didn’t get into a fight did I?”
“You, fighting,” April laughed, “yeah right. What’s the last thing you remember last night?”
She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to recall her last memory from the party, “Uhh, your fucking bottle of tequila after we all moved to the fire. Ugh, I don’t think I’ll be able to smell that shit for a long time. Why do you always have to bring that poison?”
April ignored the question completely, “Hmm interesting, so no recollection of stumbling back, or throwing up, or me bringing you to the couch?”
Carrie flopped her head back, “Nope, guess I was a real mess. Oh please no more talking about puking or I’ll shoot some more at you.”
“Andddddd,” she waited a few seconds, “nothing else at all in that pretty little head of yours then huh?”
She shook her head no, it radiated more pain before taking another sip of water.
“So nothing about banging the neighbor then, you don’t remember that part huh, huh, huh?”.
Carrie’s bloodshot eyes opened wide to look at her lifelong friend as her smile got bigger and bigger before tossing the blanket over her own head to hide. April practically jumped off the couch and launched over next to Carrie, pulling the blanket away, “Oh, I don’t think so you little bitch. I noticed the set of dagger eyes you shot towards your neighbors when they went to bed last night, then when I asked you what that was all about, you jumped up and professed that you're banging the neighbor.”
Not able to put up a fight with the blanket, Carrie plopped down horizontally on the couch, and rolled sideways facing away. She closed her eyes again, puckering her lips to the side, “It is not what you think April.”
April uncrossed and recrossed her legs, “Uh huh, so you didn’t, and I quote,” she now made air quotes with her fingers, “blow him while you both went for bags of ice yesterday?”
Carrie cleared her throat, and groaned, “Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag.” She pointed up to the ceiling and softly whispered, “Is he here, does he know too?”
Her lifelong friend shook her head side to side, “Nah, you know that loser, bed before us all, up and out before us all. So it’s just the two of us, when did this start, you know I need all the details.”
“Fuck, my head is killing me, last month, it started last month,” she groaned.
April leaned forward, “That’s it? That’s all you’re going to give me? How many times were you the first person I called over the years looking for advice when I made some questionable life choices?”
“Yeah, yeah, but you’re single, I am married. You don’t have any kids, and I do.”
“Oh come on,” she argued, “fuck that, you know how I feel about marriage. Old, antiquated, and slowly drains everything from your soul day by day. Remember how alive we felt in college?”
For nearly four years, saying the Carrie and April roommate duo was the typical college experience was a far cry from the truth. April was taller than Carrie, had luscious long blonde hair and a body that could derail a train off the tracks. Her dazzling light brown eyes had this hypnotic effect on most young college guys. Always wearing short skirts and shirts with a plunging neckline to emphasize her chest, she immediately stole the gazes of everyone, women included, the moment she walked into a party or bar. All the guys wanted to get in her pants and all the ladies wanted to look like her, or get in her pants too. She was not into monogamy, most boyfriends lasted a month tops, and unless she was drunk off her ass, would make that known up front before walking back to her room with a guy.
That is not to say that Carrie didn’t have her share of her own experiences. While April was off taking shots with a drunken football or baseball team, Carrie would attract men that were a bit less obnoxious, slightly more mature, but just a little. For her, it was more about making a connection with a guy versus the one that got her wet first like her roommate. Either way, she was also not interested in starting a relationship at college, and just wanted to enjoy her time. That being said, on a Friday or Saturday, neither of them typically came back to their room without someone to keep them company for the night. And when one of them would strike out for the night, they would sneak away and just go home together. They only had two rules when engaging with guys, don’t ever go stay at the guy’s place and they always walked back home together.
Carrie finally cracked a smile, “Yeah, we spent more money doing the sheets in the laundry room and blew all our beer money on Plan B pills.”
“We were hot, we never had to pay for drinks,” April jokingly reminded her, “we’re still hot bitch. Bet we could still blow Brian’s mind”
She fanned her face implying she was getting hot, “Oh Brian, fuck me” Carrie moaned, “I still think about him when I’m alone, definitely the biggest I’ve ever had.”
April blew a raspberry between her lips, “Me too, and I’m a size queen.”
Carrie perked up, “Brian was long as the day,” she extended her arm out and continued, “but Marc’s much, much, thicker,” now forming both of her hands and forming a circle by connecting all her fingers together. They both broke out into a huge laugh as April tossed a pillow at her. Totally avoiding the discussion at hand, Carrie began to reminisce about Brian.
Brian lived on the same sixth floor as Carrie and April at college and was there on a full scholarship for swimming. For the first month they thought he was gay because he never left his room, was always studying or swimming laps at 4am. He looked like a Ken doll and shaved every inch of his body for swimming, which to them was totally odd because they were not in that scene. But he was friendly and so were the girls. After weeks and weeks of trying to convince them to come to a swim meet, the roommates finally cracked and rolled out of their beds early one morning to sit through hours of athletes going side to side in the heated pool.
That day, Brian broke the school’s freestyle record and moments after the event, he met up with Carrie and April to thank them for coming because his family was on the other side of the country, rarely being able to make the trip. It was that moment that through the small wet bathing suit bottom, they both noticed it looked like he was hiding a Maglite flashlight. During their walk home, they joked about who was going to get to touch it first. It was the first time they had both shown an interest in the same guy. They decided that if he was available, and of course not gay, instead of ruining their own friendship, they would just share him if given the opportunity. When either of them put their minds to a guy, it did not take much work to achieve the end goal. So when it turned into Carrie and April versus Brian’s mystery dick, he, nor his cock didn’t stand a chance.
The hardest part was that Brian didn’t drink at all to keep in the best shape, and he was in the best shape imaginable. The few times the girls offered to take him out after a meet or just a random night, he politely declined after explaining his situation. But those two rarely took no for an answer and resorted to different tactics and devised a plan.
Carrie and April attended Brian’s next swim meet the following week. Again, he performed as well as expected and they met him after his race was over. April, being slightly more outgoing, approached him next to the pool and told him, “I want a picture with the next US gold medalist.” She took the towel off his shoulders and tossed it at Carrie who had her phone all ready for the shot. As she wrapped her arm around Brian, she pulled her own body close to dig her chest into his side and then ran her nails down to his hips.
“I want a turn too,” Carrie barked. The two switched spots and since Carrie was a few inches shorter, her hand was able to sneakily move down a little lower. As the swimmer and brunette stood for the photo op, she took the opportunity to drag her own nails up the back of his thigh to just about where the tight black Speedo ended. He didn’t flinch.
The ladies went to examine the pictures and chuckled. April had managed to take one fully zoomed in on his bulge and when Brian stepped forward to check out how they came out, Carrie tossed her hand up, “No, no, these are just for us, we'll print them out so you can autograph them later.” When April slipped the phone into the back pocket of her tight jean shorts, as planned, they both gave him the elevator eye treatment and accompanied it with a matching pair of lip bites. They said their goodbyes and left the natatorium giggling all the way back to their dorm room.
Later that night, the girls waited patiently in the common room for Brian to appear and head towards the elevator for dinner. After he said hello and headed down, they took the next elevator and followed him. Inside the cafeteria, both of them plopped down on each side of him at the table talking up how much they have enjoyed watching him swim. They weren’t lying, it was actually very exciting to see someone they actually knew compete at that level and practically beat everyone in the lanes besides him.
Carrie started up the next part of their plan, the one to make sure he was straight, “So, Brian, don’t you have a girlfriend?”
Immediately he smiled, “No, not at the moment. I had one in high school but she didn’t like competing with my training schedules. So now that I am here, I either study, train, or eat.” Without knowing it, both Carrie and April thought back to their high school days, thinking about what type of reaction each of them would have pulling the pants off someone like Brian and seeing the massiveness beneath, they would probably never let it go. They all finished up their meals and went back up the elevator and parted ways to head back to their own rooms.
Back in their room, the girls were happy to know that he had an interest in ladies and moved forward with their plan. They both stripped out of their clothes and stood next to each other in front of the full length mirror with just their bra and panties on. Carrie snapped a few pictures of their half naked bodies. One standing up facing the mirror and another over the shoulder to show off their asses. They sat down on the couch that was crammed in their room and pulled up the photo they took of his bulge. After attaching it to a text with the message, “Bring this to our room please,” Carrie sent it on its way.
They waited for it to say “read” and when they could see he was responding, immediately sent the two photos of them in their underwear before he could reply. The three dots and the bubble disappeared as he saw the photos. The girls waited for about five minutes before almost giving up hope. April huffed, “He’s probably just jerking off to us right now.”
“Well this is awkward,” Carrie said, “but now we probably won’t have to go to those swim meets anymore.”
“Awww,” April continued, “I kind of like going to those…”
Then there was a soft knock at the door and both April and Carrie’s eyes popped open wide and lit up the room. April got up and peeked in the peephole, she started jumping up and down. Brian was standing there in a tank top and mesh shorts. She opened the door and Brian stepped in, clearly looking more nervous than anytime they saw him jumping into the pool. As she closed the door, Brian leaned up against it, bouncing his eyes back and forth between the two beauties in front of him.
His eyes first made contact with Carrie, sitting legs crossed on the hand-me-down couch, toes painted a bright pink. She felt his gaze burn up her legs and the rest of her body until he made eye contact. Immediately, she started to feel warm between her legs. April had remained standing next to Brian at the door, he was like a giant in the room of the two ladies. She placed her hands under his shirt, reaching up to his broad thick shoulders and began to squeeze them into her palms. Carrie stood up and stepped in front of him to run her hands up the front of his shirt, feeling around his smooth hairless body until cupping his muscular chest.
The girls removed his shirt, his wingspan requiring the girls to step back and stand next to each other as they watched the end of the show. From their angle, his head seemed to be as high as the top of the door. Carrie and April huddled in the middle of the room taking him all in. He smiled at both of them as he dug both thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. In unison they both bit their lips in anticipation, as the shorts hit the floor. To keep with the theme of the photo in his trunks, Brian was now standing in their room with nothing but his university branded swimming brief.
His familiar bulge was now on display underneath, not for the benefit of any swimming competition, but for their viewing pleasure. April and Carrie both broke eye contact with him and instantly stared at the outline underneath the blue spandex and nylon. It was parallel with the floor, crammed tightly but extending from the center of his body almost to where his thigh began to curve around near his hip. Brian broke the silence, “So you really don’t like coming to the swim meets?”
“Well,” Carrie said, stepping forward to grab his wrist, “they have grown on us a little bit.” She now guided him towards the couch and pushed him down. Under any other circumstance, it would have required about five Carries to be able to knock the large swimmer to a seated position. As he relaxed back on the couch, he was still nearly as tall as them. April stood in front of his left leg, Carrie at his right. They looked at each other again and laughed as they reached behind their backs to unclasp their bras. April’s chest caught his eye first as the straps of her bra rolled down her arms. Her chest was right between a C and a D cup, but on her tall slender frame they looked massive. She had light brown nipples that were already slightly pointed and wrinkles from her arousal had squeezed the areolas into two perfectly shaped ovals.
Carrie followed suit, quickly removing her top and tossing it to the side. Her perky nipples were at attention as well. All three of them were in this awkward state, knowing full well things were going to get a bit wild, but none of them were really sure how to start things off. Brian took the initiative and sat forward on the couch. He reached forward and grabbed Carrie by the waist. His hands were nearly able to wrap around her before spinning her around gently, pulling her back towards him, running his hand up her soft back. She felt the slight pressure between her shoulder blades and knew he wanted her to lean forward. He grabbed the tops of her panties and began to pull them down. Once they passed her ass, the fabric quickly fell to the floor around her ankles. Before she could step out of them, his large hand ran up her inner thigh until the length of his index finger grazed between her legs. Carrie closed her eyes the instant his thumb made contact with the outside of her pussy.
Brian switched his attention to April after a few slow strokes with his gigantic finger, repeating the same task on her as her roommate. Her bottoms took a little more work to get down her gorgeous thick legs. Now with his left hand he was rubbing April, his right returning back to Carrie’s sweet spot. Both girls were beautifully shaved and Brian kept thinking to himself that he had to be dreaming. He kept rubbing them, unable to decide which body to look at, or give more attention to first. He liked all types of bodies, short or tall, hair color didn’t really matter too much, and any breast size was a good one, he was like a kid in a candy store.
But for the ladies, it was great that they were bent over, letting him explore their bodies at will. However, what was behind them was the reason this all started. Brian took up almost three quarters of the couch, so when Carrie and April turned around to sit with him, they needed to sit sideways, each of them tossing a leg up on one of his. Carrie leaned into his chest and he took that opportunity to move his lips to hers. She immediately got lost in his mouth, his lips were as soft as the rest of his body, and she knew immediately by how he kissed, that his tongue could work wonders between her legs. April began to rub her leg up and down his, while running her nails down his bare chest. Brian pulled April to his face, switching to her mouth now while Carrie teased his inner thigh with her nails.
April began to laugh, “I can taste your lip gloss on him,” which caused everyone to break out into laughter as well.
Being totally lost in the moment, Brian suggested, “Well, why don’t you two kiss now.”
The girls looked at each other and April curled over her bottom lip and looked up with a face that said, “sure, fuck it.” Brian watched as the two ladies touched lips, all of them laughing for the first few seconds. Carrie slowly slipped her tongue inside April’s mouth and both of their heads cocked sideways in opposite directions for optimal kissing.
They exited the kiss out of breath, looking back at Brian with the world’s biggest smile. April moved her mouth to his as Carrie began to kiss down his chest, making her way down to his waist, every time her arm brushed against his crotch, he seemed to be getting harder. She slipped the tips of her fingers under his waistband and unlike the rest of his body, the feeling of trimmed hair was tickling her fingertips. April slithered down to her knees to join the party, each of them exploring the outline with a hand. Carrie gave him a squeeze, the warmth was radiating through the synthetic fabric, and she could see that Brian was running out of room. She rubbed her face side to side on his bulge, stopping for a quick little bite and then opened her mouth wide for a big kiss.
Brian shifted his legs in a way that readjusted things below. He watched at two hands and two heads were teasing him, it caused the tip of his dick to slip up and out of the briefs, there it was. April couldn’t wait any longer and pulled at his waistband which sent the top of his dick flying out and into view. With just one finger, Carrie touched it, resulting in an involuntary jolt in his manhood. The girls rushed to pull his bathing suit completely off, “Damn,” April said, “these things are hard to get off.” The girls sat back on their knees drooling, taking a moment to look at the masterpiece they had grown.
Now that the trio were all fully naked, April grabbed his balls and then ran her hands all the way up. His length was impressive, reaching past his belly button. She cupped the head and pulled it forward, holding it in place to measure it against her forearm, “Fuck, no way this is going to fit anywhere,” then opened her mouth and swallowed the first two inches. Brian immediately let out a moan and watched intently as the blonde beauty bobbed her head.
Carrie started kissing him again. He broke away for a moment to let her know, “It’s been a while, I won’t last too long.” She bit his lip and tugged at it, then let go, “Oh don’t worry, we have nowhere to be tonight, every time you go down, one of us will get you back up again, I promise.”
April tapped her partner, “Hey, get down here, this is every guy’s dream, don’t disappoint the man.”
She gave him another kiss and moved down as well. April grabbed him by the shaft, holding him up, and watched as Carrie made the top third of his dick disappear into her mouth. What he lacked from average girth, was made up by his substantial length. April was able to stroke the bottom while Carrie worked on the top with her mouth.
Carrie needed a breather after a few minutes, switching to running her open lips up and down the side. Brian placed his hand on the back of April’s head and softly pushed her closer. She knew what he wanted. She opened her mouth and cocked her head to the side, wrapping her lips around his shaft. Carrie did the same. He held their heads in place and began to rock his hips up and down off the couch. The oral duo didn’t move at all, letting their lips hold him in place as he glided up and down.
Brian, truly enjoying the sight and the feeling of the two of them on him let them know, “Shit, this is a lot, let’s slow down a little,” as he stopped moving.
April ran her hand up his chest until it reached his face. She cupped his cheek and after removing her mouth told him, “No no, it’s ok, just let it go,” soon to return between his legs but now went back to sucking. Carrie moved down to his sucking his balls, alternating between the two, putting one in her mouth to suck, then letting it snap back to grab the other.
In about another thirty seconds he revealed to them, “I’m really, really, close.”
April took her mouth off him to look up at the panting swimmer, she wrapped a hand around him with her thumb strategically rubbing up and down on his frenulum. It was all too much at that moment for Brian, and he quickly grabbed her to resume sucking him. She felt his hips push away from her into the couch as he got tense. A single loud grunt erupted from his mouth as he began to cum.
Brian didn’t explode with overwhelming force. After the first spurt of cum left his body with anticipated intensity, about a dozen or so more pulses simply oozed out massive volumes of the warm liquid into her mouth. It was more than she could handle causing much of it to seep between the corners of her lips. To April, it tasted great, not the typical salty or fishy experience she had in the past, but a sweet and creamy consistency that allowed for a more enjoyable aftercare. Carrie had leaned back, watching her friend attempt to lap everything up.
He sat on the couch fully content in watching her lick and slurp up every drop, twitching when her face, mouth, hair, or any other part from either of the girls brushed against a sensitive spot. Brian grabbed the sides of April’s face and began to pull her up to him, this time intent on using his mouth for something other than kissing. When her face got close to his, he reached down to her waist and with his strong arms, pulled her hips up to his head. April got into position, using two fingers from her hand she spread herself open, and squatted in front of his mouth. Brian reached behind, grabbing her ass and pulling her towards his mouth. He wasted no time and started licking away.
Still on her knees, Carrie watched as her best friend was grinding against his face. She could see Brian’s tongue and chin come in and out of view as April rocked her near perfect body on his face. Of course she watched porn, had seen this position many times, but to see it live turned her on like never before. Without realizing it, her hand had begun to rub between her own legs as the wrinkles of April’s ass flexed with every pleasurable thrust. She was drenched.
Carrie looked down at Brian’s cock, it had lost about an inch during the refractory period so her free hand got back to work. She pumped him up and down, squeezing with a firm grip to get it ready again. Some of his cum from their teamwork blowjob had snuck out the tip. She opened her mouth wide to see how far she could take him. The taste hit her tongue, “Fuck, you taste really good.” Brian was in heaven, a gorgeous girl on his face, another sucking away below.
April was starting to get loud and was really into it. Once Carrie was satisfied with his hardness she stood up. At first she was intimidated at his length, but quickly overcame it as she stepped over his legs, using her own to push them together. Finally, she grabbed him and had to get up high on her tiptoes to position his head in the correct place. Carrie simply let her weight go and inch after inch of Brian easily slipped inside of her. She clenched as the top of his cock pressed deep inside, pushing right against her cervix. Still on her tiptoes, she started rocking up and down. Assuming Brian’s moaning was not only from eating her friend out, she needed to switch positions, wanting to feel him slide in and out at full length.
Carrie moved her knees to the couch and slid up a bit. Her face rested between the top top of April’s thigh and ass bouncing around as Brian’s mouth was getting her close. Now with better leverage, Carrie figured out the right movement to let everything but his head slide out, then sat back down on him until going in as deep as possible. Knowing how quickly he came from getting sucked off, she started out slowly, enjoying the feeling of every bump and vein he had. Sure she had a handful of partners in the past, but nothing like this. As her body adjusted to all the sensations, Carrie increased her pace and held on to April’s legs for balance.
The three of them looked as if they were straight out of a porno that could have been titled, “College Teens Have Their Way with the Shy Swimmer Star.” April had hit her point of no return. She grasped Brian’s hair and no longer needed his head to move. She whipped her clit directly on his tongue in rapid short bursts.
April moaned, “Just like that, don’t stop, I’m close.” He grabbed her ass, spreading it open as he pulled her into his face tighter and she lost it. Carrie watched from behind as her quivering accompanied the noises from her mouth. She slowed down fucking him and leaned back a bit, catching the zenith of her orgasm. Carrie had never seen anything like it, April’s ass puckered repeatedly open and closed as she came on his tongue until the jolts got farther apart versus multiple times each second. April let go of his hair and flipped her leg up and around Carrie to see her riding the swimmer.
“Oh my,” April said, smiling and not fully realizing what was going on behind her, “look at you go.”
Carrie smiled back at both of them, seeing Brian’s face shining from his good dead. She rocked faster now, sitting completely down on him, then rolling her hips forward to let him glide out, before doing it over and over again. She kept increasing the pace until sweat began to form on her body.
“Are you good,” she asked Brian.
He watched intently at the way her body moved, “Yeah, keep going, cum for me,” he groaned.
April let them know, “I have to see this from behind,” and got up off the couch for a better view. She watched as Carrie did all she could to take him all in. A ring of thick white cream had formed in a circle indicating the ultimate limit of his penetration. Brian reached down to pinch her clit between two of his fingers and then started to mimic her movements but in the opposite direction. By now, April had slid over a desk chair and put one foot on the couch and watched as she started rubbing herself.
Carrie wrapped her hands around Brian’s neck, “Keep going, keep going, keep going,” she repeated, “please don’t stop.” She was pumping him hard, like a person who is trying to move a heavy piece of furniture a few more inches into place. Finally she put her hands on his chest as her head rocked back to cum, her knees came off the couch as her legs shot back, one of them landing on top of April’s thighs. Carrie was cumming, but her body was as stiff as a board, her ass cheeks clenched so hard they could have broken rocks. All the while Brian did not stop with his upward thrusts. She let out a long, massive, and loud, “Ohhhhhhhhhh,” remaining completely still with the exception of her uncontrollable shaking. Then a quick and quiet, “Fuck,” exited her lips as her body relaxed to its normal state at the same moment.
She collapsed onto Brian’s chest, he ran his hand up and down from her thighs to her neck until she was ready to dismount him. It took a few minutes, but Carrie eventually rolled off and sat next to him, curled up on the couch. Brian looked down at his chest and could see ten tiny nail marks right above his nipples. He laughed, “Well, that will be hard to explain to the team.” The three of them broke out into hysterics.
“Oh my god,” Carrie yelled, “I’m sooooo sorry.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” he reassured her. Looking over at April he slid a bit to the side to give some room for Carrie, he asked her, “Your turn?”
April shot up off the chair, “Thought you’d never ask.” She pushed his legs apart with her hands and turned around. Brian gripped the base of his shaft and watched her slowly sit down on it, with her great ass in view.
“Hooooooo-ly fuck,” she said, feeling him inside for the first time, “this is a lot of dick.”
Carrie laughed, “Tell me about it.”
April put her feet flat on the floor and legs closer together and bobbed her body up and down, half bent over. It didn’t take long for her to get right up to the perfect momentum. Brian grabbed her hips and started pushing her up and down. They continued for a few moments like this until April had the same thought in her mind as Carrie. She leaned forward more , resting her hands on her knees and rocking forward far enough then back at him for that full penetration. The feeling made her legs weak and she could tell Brian was getting close for a second round.
Carrie was pretty content in just sitting there waiting to watch them both reach orgasm. But Brian had moved his hands between her legs and just as his dick was long, so were his fingers. He slipped inside Carrie as they both watched April working on his dick. She had started to slow down, easing him in and out, it took longer to cum, but the feeling was incredible. He removed his hands and bent over to use his mouth on Carrie, she didn’t resist in the slightest, putting one leg on April’ back, the other on Brian’s shoulder. He had to take his mind off April so he didn’t cum until she was finished.
The combination of his fingers and tongue made Carrie explode in about a minute. The same body movements and stiffness he was familiar with happened again, but with slightly less intensity.
April looked back when she heard, “Oh you little bitch, he made you cum again? Ok Brian, let’s do this.” She kicked everything into high gear and moved her body faster and harder. Carrie readjusted her legs, putting her feet on his chest and wiggling her toes. She took the opportunity to raise one of her feet to his mouth, he obliged and kissed her foot. April’s tits started slapping against her chest as she didn’t let up steam. The two of them started moaning again, getting closer by the second. Carrie got up on her knees on the couch and leaned in to lick his nipples and rub his chest. Brian took a hand to aid April, and began to rub his thumb against her asshole. This seemed to do the trick.
“Oh yes, yes, yes,” April said panting, “almost there.”
Carrie grabbed April’s waist, something she thought of on the spot, and began to pull her body harder into Brian, he moved up into her as well. She could see his legs beginning to twitch as he said, “I’m right there where do you want me to cum?”
“I can’t stop, I can’t stop now, just cum inside me, I’m on the pill,” April explained.
At that moment April came, her insides gripped around Brian and he unloaded as well. The ripples on her ass returned to his watchful view and the two of them came together. April’s legs were weak and she just fell down on the floor to recover when the motions stopped. Brian couldn’t remember the last time he came twice in the same day and sat on the couch speechless.
April eventually got the strength to stand up, wrap up in her bathrobe and walked out of the dorm room to head to the bathroom. Carrie, exhausted as well, simply got off the couch and plopped on the top of her bed. She looked over at Brian, “Wanna spend the night?” He just shook his head and climbed in next to her. April eventually returned, locked the door behind her before dropping the robe, turning off the lights, and curling up on the other side of Brian.
Over the next few months, the three of them engaged in complete uninhibited sexual encounters. Whenever two, or three of them had no classes or practices there was a plethora of sex, blowjobs, and pretty much anything you could think up. Brian felt on top of the world, able to get off at a moment’s notice, and the ladies weren’t complaining either. Oddly, it all worked. They became good friends, but were completely up front with each other about the physicality of their relationship. However, they had a pact that if one of the trio found themselves in a situation of hooking up with a different person, they would use protection so that wasn’t a problem when the hall mates got together again. However, hooking up outside of the group never happened, why would it. They were three highly attractive people who had an understanding, and Brian had a huge rod.
Towards the end of the swim season, Brian had been scouted by another larger university with better facilities and the ability to put him in front of a national stage. He eventually transferred mid-year and after one final exhausting night together, he said goodbye and moved out of the dorm during the next school break.
Carrie was still fighting through her hangover headache, “Oh, what I wouldn’t give for a few hours with him again. Remember when we thought he was a gay guy?”
“Yeah, yeah, he wasn’t gay and I guess you’ll fuck anything now wont you? OK enough,” April barked, “so how the hell did you end up fucking Marc. Start from the beginning.”
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Housewife gets DPd by her husband and his hung business partner.
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"Im going to take a quick dip in the hot tub, want to come," Lily asked her husband as she pulled the hotel-issued bathrobe over her bathing suit on her way through the door. "I wanna finish this game. If it wraps up in time I might come down," replied James sitting further back in his chair, squarely focused on the television in front of him. Lily rolled her eyes as the door closed behind her, making her way through the hotel lobby and out onto the snow covered terrace. The two were on a short weekend vacation in Jackson Hole Wyoming with James' business partner Ryan and his wife Erin. Originally the trip had been planned as an extended partner meeting, but the itinerary was changed at the last minute to allow for the business leaders wives to accompany them. The two couples had known each other for ages, and while Lily didn't care much for Ryan's ego and bullish personality, she adored his wife Erin.
The jacuzzi was nestled in a small grove of pine trees at the end of a short cobblestone walkway. Lily could see the soft haze of steam rising into the clear night sky as she rounded the corner, being careful not to slip on the ice covered pathway. As she approached the bubbling Jacuzzi, she could see the subtle silhouette of an individual reclined casually in the water. It was Ryan. "What's up Lil? Taking a little alone time?" Ryan asked before taking a sip of the beer in his hand. She hated it when he called her "Lil." When they had met all those years ago she had found herself attracted to Ryan's handsome looks and strong muscular physique, but was immediately put off by his arrogant attitude and childish sense of humor. "I should have guessed you were here when I saw the cooler of beer on the table," Lily said with a subtle tone of animosity. Ryan had a knack for drinking. It seemed that everywhere he went, a cooler full of beer was not far behind. "Ha! Don't be jealous, help yourself!" Ryan asserted with a smile, knowing how his words would irritate her. Lily rolled her eyes and untied her robe, folding it neatly on the bench beside the hot tub before climbing in.
Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail to avoid freezing in the water. She was wearing a small red two-piece bathing suit her husband had purchased for her a few weeks prior. Although the air was filled with steam, Ryan could see the way the bikini accentuated her beautifully sculpted figure. Lily slowly dipped her long legs into the water, carefully lowering herself into the jacuzzi. The water jets swirled around her, and for a fleeting moment she thought Ryan might actually keep to himself. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're looking great Lil." Ryan's words pierced the soft sounds of the jacuzzi like nails on a chalkboard. Lily shot him a stern glance of annoyance before returning to her relaxation without saying a word. "Seriously, you're a smoke-show. It's too bad Erin and I couldn't convince you two buzz-kills to swing with us. It'd be a good time!" Ryan said in a teasing manner. "You're disgusting" Lily said, dismissing his banter entirely. A few months back, Ryan and Erin had brought up the proposition of a four-way sexual relationship while at dinner together. While the proposition wasn't necessarily off-putting to James and Lily, they were unprepared for the pointed discussion, and had laughed it off nervously. Lily got the distinct notion that Ryan and James had discussed the idea on a regular basis, but James denied being in on the proposal when she had questioned him about it. "Your loss," lamented Ryan as he took a final chug of his beer.
“Time for another drink, want one” Ryan asked as he turned to lift himself from the bubbling waters. She opened her eyes just in time to see that he was completely naked. Unsure of how to respond, Lily watched him in disgust and amazement of his child-like ignorance. With his backside to her he lifted himself out of the water and pulled a towel around his waist. He was exceptionally well built. Between swelling feelings of irritation, Lily caught herself admiring the way his ass looked far more chiseled than her husband's. "You are unbelievable Ryan. This is a nice resort, and you're sitting here naked in the fucking hot tub," she said, clearly annoyed at his behavior. "Yup," he said, "What are you worried about, no-one is out here this late." "Except for me," she exclaimed sharply. "Haha yeah, except for you..." replied Ryan.
Although irritated, she couldn’t help but notice the way his towel seemed to contour below his waistline as he returned from the cooler with another beer. The sizable bulge gently swaying in rhythm with his stride was impossible to ignore. Lily quickly averted her gaze, but found herself eager to double take. As she spared one additional glance, Lily could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Ryan had dropped his towel and was climbing back into the tub across from her. His cock was easily the largest she had ever seen. “Holy shit” she said before realizing she had said anything at all. Ryan smiled, “Dont get that sexy little thong of yours in a bunch, it's just a dick" Ryan said sitting back down in the rolling water. "uh... no... I meant... I meant holy shit you are unbelievable.... I mean unbelievable, as in in you're an asshole." Lily was lost for words. Despite his bravado, she had never considered that he might be so large. "Just an asshole with a really big dick," Ryan replied proudly taking long drinks from the open bottle in his hand. "Well, I'll give you that" said Lily trying to slow her own pulse.
“Beer always makes me have to piss. Do you mind?” Ryan asked, not waiting for her answer.
He suddenly stood up on the seats of the still bubbling Jacuzzi. The sight of impressive manhood made Lily blush all over again. He turned to face the lawn, taking his cock in his hand and began to piss over the side of the hot tub. “Come hold this for me” Ryan said with an assertive tone. Lily wasn’t sure if he was talking about his dick or the beer still clutched in his other hand. “That wasn’t a suggestion,” Ryan said turning to look Lily in her eyes, “come grab this thing before I finish.” She was caught off guard, both offended at the aggressive nature of his demand and somehow fascinated at the prospect of touching his well endowed body. “Uh..” she sighed cautiously, searching for something to say.
Before she could respond, Lily found herself sliding slowly toward Ryan. The moonlight was reflecting off of the water dripping from his well sculpted ass as she began to slide her hand up his thigh, ultimately cradling his low hanging balls in the palm of her hand. Enamored, she gave them a subtle squeeze as Ryan let go of his cock. It fell in mass over her cupped fist, momentarily causing him to piss into the tub. Lily scrambled to take control of his penis, as Ryan smiled and took another swig of his beer. “Mmm good girl,” he said resting his hand on the back of her neck. She was surprised at how his subtle condescension only seemed to make her feel more aroused. “I guess I can understand why you’re so cocky” she said with a subtle scowl, irritated that he had peed in the tub. Lily could feel his cock begin to enlarge as she ran her hand along his length.
Suddenly and without notice he turned toward her, causing her momentarily let go of his dick. His strong stream once again crossed the threshold of the jacuzzi, landing squarely between her breasts, soaking the small red push-up bikini top she had purchased for this very trip. “What the fuck!” Lily said quickly sliding back to the opposite side of the hot tub. “You’re a fucking asshole, why would you do that?” She was irate, as she slid her shoulders beneath the water in an effort to wash the piss from her chest. “Oh come on” Ryan said with a smile, “it’s just a little piss, everyone pees in the pool.” “I don’t appreciate being your toilet, and you ruined my bathing suit” she said, the anger clearly evident in her voice. “So take it off,” Ryan replied finishing up his stream, casually sliding back down into the hot tub.
Ryan had a point. The thought of walking back to her room smelling like piss was not an attractive one for Lily. I should at least wring it out under the water, she thought. “Go ahead, there’s no one around,” said Ryan with the type of disarming confidence that she had come to accept as a part of his personality. Lily reached back and untied her top, pulling the little garment off of her shoulders while trying to keep her breasts beneath the water. Her nipples were firm and erect from the winter air. “I’m not doing this to please you. As soon as I get this cleaned off I’m leaving,” she said stubbornly. “Haha quit pouting,” Ryan replied. As the words escaped his mouth the timer on the jacuzzi’s jets elapsed causing the water to immediately stop churning and become calm. Lily glanced at Ryan through the crystal waters. His cock was fully erect, his tightly kept bush providing dark contrast to his fair complexion. “Fuck, James is a lucky man, your tits are exceptional” Ryan said breaking the silence left by the water jets. She fought the urge to cover herself and gave into the circumstances. As much as she tried not to look at his manhood she couldn’t help but stare, and she knew his gaze was equally affixed to her.
“Looks like we’re skinny dipping?” James’s voice broke through the air as Lily quickly pulled her loose top toward her breasts. “Babe, don’t freak out I’m just having a problem with my suit. I’m getting ready to leave now,” Lily said trying to offer a quick cover story. “Nah, sounds like fun,” replied James pulling his shorts off as he hopped into the clear jacuzzi water. Lily was shocked. She knew James was sexually progressive, but never expected him to respond openly to finding her nearly naked in a hot tub with another man. James’s cock wasn’t as large as Ryan’s, but still impressive in its own right. As he slid into the water James noticed that Ryan was clearly erect. “Looks like I missed something,” James said cautiously. “No not really,” replied Ryan, “your wife’s tits are just out of this world, I can’t help it.” Lily smiled as she studied her husbands face, searching for a response. “You should see her ass,” replied James nodding suggestively toward her.
Lily was caught off guard. She felt a sense of relief in Jame’s enthusiasm for the situation. “Wow, I can see the alcohol is getting to both of you,” said Lily, attempting to catch a glimpse of hesitation from her husband. There was none. “Come on babe, let him see your ass, you’ve seen all of him, haha,” James laughed. Lily couldn’t deny that the prospect of two attractive and well endowed men fawning over her made her exceptionally horny. “You’re lucky I’ve had a few drinks,” she said as she stood up next to her husband and slowly bent over the side of the jacuzzi.
The water made the tiny thong-like bikini bottom hug her ass, as the starlight reflected from her petit figure. She smiled as she shot a glance toward her husband. "FUUUCK," groand Ryan as he sat his nearly empty beer on the side of the jacuzzi, his square jaw slightly ajar. She looked down to see that James was now equally as erect as Ryan. "Like what you see," Lily said to the men now seated at her sides. She had completely forgotten that just a few moments ago she had been furious with Ryan for pissing all over her. James began to run his hand up the inside of her thigh, bringing it to a firm rest on her already wet pussy. He could feel the warmth of her swollen cunt through the red bathing suit. "She fucks like a wild animal too," offered James with a confident smile. "Fuck man, can I," Ryan asked James, completely ignoring Lily's thoughts on the matter. "That's what she's here for," replied James.
Before she could respond, James pulled Lily's bikini bottoms to the side, spreading her ass apart in the process. Ryan leaned forward grabbing her by the ass as he stuffed his face between her plump cheeks. Lily gasped as his tung slid firmly into her ass, his short beard scratched softly at her posterior as he made out with her tiny brown hole. Intent on seeing her get used, James cupped her breast, flicking her firm nipple back and forth in the nighttime air. The sensation of being overpowered by the two men sparked her arousal. "Mmmmmmm" she moaned softly as she slowly pressed her butt further into Ryan's face. "You need to fuck her bro," said James, as Ryan continued to rim his wife. Ryan pulled his tung out of her ass hole and stood behind her, his massive cock pulsing eagerly behind her. "You dont need these fucking things," Ryan said ripping the little red thong from her hips and throwing it into the water. She didn't have time to get angry about her suit. As abruptly as he had tasted her ass, he stuffed the entirety of his massive cock into her hungry pussy.
Lily had plenty of experience with men of various sizes, but had never with a man as well endowed as Ryan. James knew it too. "Fuck baby, thats a big dick. You're not going to walk right for a week," groaned her husband. "No she's not," said Ryan as he began to thrust harder into her widely stretched cunt. "It hurts so fucking good," cried Lily as the head of his cock slammed against her cervix. James let go of her tits and lifted himself onto the side of the jacuzzi. "Let me use that sluttly little mouth of yours," he said underneath his shortened breath. In one strong motion, Ryan lifted her hips while keeping his cock firmly inside her, pointing her face in the direction of her husband. "Holy fuck....." Lily didnt have time to finish her words before James grabbed her by the ponytail and pulled his cock deep into her throat. Both men we now feverishly thrusting into her. Glawk...glawk.... glawk.... Lily tired to moan but couldn't get a sound out with her husband's dick in her windpipe. She could feel Jame's balls slapping her in the chin as drool fell from her lips. She had never been fucked so hard in her life.
"I want her ass," said Ryan, lifting her out of the water entirely and seating her on James' lap. "Fuck me like a whore," she said wrapping her arms aound her husbands neck. James reached down and pushed his cock into her sore pussy. He caught a glimpse of Ryan moving into position behind her before looking back into her eyes. Lily could feel Ryan tapping the head of his large penis against her butt hole. She rarely let James fuck her in the ass, but the smooth way Ryan had eaten her ass earlier made her crave anal sex like never before. Ryan slowly stuffed his cock into her ass. He felt her anus tighten around his shaft as his cock head made its way deeper into her bowels. "Fuck yes," James groaned as he felt Ryan's sizable mass through the inside of his wife's pussy. Lily moaned like an animal in heat. "You keep moaning like that and you'll wake up the rest of the resort," smirked Ryan. The men were now balls deep in each of their respective holes. As Ryan began to thrust, his scrotum gently slapped James in the balls. It was too much for James, he couldn't contain his stamina any longer. "Im gunna fucking cum," James said. As Ryan began to slam Lily's perfect ass harder and harder, James pumped a heavy load into his wife's cunt. The added lubrication only enhanced the sensation of another man's cock thrusting in and out of his wife's ass. James' cum falling from between her legs, sent Lily into overdrive. She began to violently tremble as her body reached climax, the mass of both men inside her provided a sensation that was entirely new to her. "Ooooooo fuuuuuccckkk" Lily cried, on the verge of tears as orgasim consumed her.
Ryan reached around and grabbed Lily by the throat, fucking her tired little ass harder than ever. His strength was overwhelming. He pulled her toward his chiseled torso, her back arching sensually as he lifted her off of her husbands flaccid cock and out of the water and onto his lap. In a few final thrusts, Ryan began to pump a thick load into Lily's exhausted ass hole. His large cock pulsed rhythmically with each pump of his seed. "God damn," Ryan groaned in pleasure. James could see Ryan's ball sack tighten underneath his wife's ass, his own cum still dripping from her gaping vagina. As he began to come down from his climax, Ryan pulled his still swollen cock out of Lily's ass, bouncing it tenderly on her pussy. The mixture of the two men's semen glistened across her well used holes in the steamy nighttime light. "You wanna know what your wife's ass taste's like?" James was dumbstruck by Ryan's question, but aroused at the kink of the idea. "Fuck yeah I do," replied James, advancing face-first toward his wife's crotch, her legs still draped to either side of Ryan's lap. "James.... you don't..," Lily tried to intervene, but James reached his target before she could get the words out. James slid his mouth around Ryan's cum covered cock, the top of his head pressed firmly against her pussy. "How does she taste" Ryan said leaning back while enjoying the moment. "Like a whore... soooo fucking good," replied James, cleaning his wife's juices from his coworkers enlarged dick. Lily was shocked. the only words that seemed to reach her lips were "I fucking love you." She grabbed James by the hair and pulled his face from Ryan's cock and deeper into her crotch. James ran his tung across and into each of Lily's open holes. She could feel him lapping at the cum dripping from her ass. "God, I fucking love you so much," she sighed, overtaken by ecstasy.
As James finished cleaning Lily's holes, the three stood up and began to gather their things. James grabbed his wife by the waist and kissed her passionately. She could taist and smell the three of them on his beard. "You two have a good night. Get some sleep, it's going to be a big day tomorrow," Ryan said wrapping a towel around his waist as he made his way toward the hotel lobby. Lily wasn't sure if that statement was in regard to the next day's workload, or an open invitation for additional sex. Either way she looked forward to finding out. James wrapped the hotel robe around his wife, firmly patting her on the ass in the process. "Tomorrow is going to be wild", he said, a sly smirk on his face. Lily sighed as she hobbled along behind her husband. She could still feel Ryan's cock in the deepest part of her rosy little ass.
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Real photoshoot experience - convinced to do more
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So I’ve been a long time lurker on this sub, but finally decided to post some of my own stories.
I’ve created this account to post as I want to keep my main one separate.
I’m going to start off with one of my absolute favourite experiences ever (a few years ago now).
I’ve added in a couple of slight embellishments, but it’s about 95% true.
I’m Lainey, and my boyfriend at the time (Damien), booked us to do a couples ‘sexy’ photoshoot. I’ve got a pretty good body (5’4, slim, nice c cups), and I did like the idea of having some sexy shots, so I agreed.
We drove to the studio on a Saturday, just after lunchtime. It was in the city in a fairly old building on a middle floor. It was open plan, and did look very professional (exposed beams and brick walls).
A guy called Mark (white, about 6ft, average looking but well built) met us at the door and gave us a quick show around. He then introduced us to Hayley (white, about 5’5, skinny, rather cute) who worked there and Adam (mixed race around 5’10, good looking). He then showed us to a changing room and told us to pick any of the outfits, freshen up and then come back out.
My boyfriend stripped to his boxer shorts and put a white shirt and tie on. I was going to pick out one of the many underwear sets, but my boyfriend thrust something into my arms “you’d look amazing in this!” He said. I held it up and realised it was basically just bdsm type straps that go around your tits and body, not covering anything at all! “No chance” I told him. He was super persistent though, so in the end I agreed to wear it but with a lacy chemise and a thong, where you could see the strap outlines, but it wasn’t transparent enough to see much else. I also slipped on some black heels. He grumped a bit, but agreed on the compromise.
It was pretty nerve-wracking stepping back out, but we soon settled into it, with Mark taking the pictures, Hayley doing the lighting and Adam moving props about. They had me bend slightly over a desk with Damien behind me like he was my reprimanding boss. At this point, I admit, I was absolutely getting turned on!
We did a few more poses, and then Mark said “so how racy are you two wanting to go? Any x rated stuff?”. My boyfriend immediately responded “lets find out”. He removed his shirt and boxers, and was stood there naked, with a massive erection! Hayley let out a wolf whistle and the other guys had a chuckle. “Well?” Said Hayley, “are you going to join him?”.
I slowly pulled the chemise off. My heart was pounding. I dropped it to the floor and slowly stepped out of it. My nipples went rock hard, (which I was acutely aware of!). “And the thong” said my boyfriend. I pulled it down and let it slide down my legs, onto my heels, and stepped out of it.
I looked up. Mark, Hayley and Adam were all looking me, stood there with my tits completely exposed, and my little slit now visible.
“Ok, lets start with with you sitting on the desk Lainey” said Mark. “And Damien, if you stand next to her. Ok, Lainey, put your hand around his dick like you’re giving him a handjob.”. I put my hand around Damiens cock. I don’t think I’d ever felt it as hard. “Now Damien if you put your fingers against her pussy, like you’re sliding them in”.
Damiens fingers brushed against my already soaked pussy, it was absolute ecstasy.
“Lets try and loosen it up a bit” said Mark. “It’s not looking natural. Pretend you are actually getting each other off, let out some fake moans, imagine you’re doing it!”
I jokingly did a couple of fake moans and Damien did a couple of grunts. All of a sudden, Damien catches my eyes, smirks at me, and slides 2 of his fingers in me. At this point I let out a massive moan, that was very much not fake. He starts finger fucking me slowly, and omg it felt like heaven. I kept glancing at Mark taking the photos. I wondered if he could see how wet I was.
“Really good guys” said Mark. “Lainey, if you now get on your knees in-front of the desk, and put your mouth on his cock, like you’re giving a blow job”. At this point I was like putty in their hands. I dropped to my knees and put the tip of Damiens cock in my mouth.
Damien started gently mouth fucking me. “Oh wow that looks really hot guys!” said Hayley. “Lainey, look right into the camera” said Mark. “Now if this is too far just tell me, but what would look great now, is if you squat whilst doing that, with your legs apart, and make it look like you’re touching yourself. What do you think?”
“Ok” I mumbled. My pussy had been screaming to be touched, so I gladly put my hand immediately between my legs. So here I was, practically naked, my boyfriends dick in my mouth, and my legs spread basically masturbating for 3 strangers. I cannot tell you how much of a rush it was.
Should I post part 2?
Ok, part 2….
“Lainey, if you now go around the other side of the desk and bend over it, and Damien if you go behind her and make it look like you’re giving her a good time!”. I immediately obeyed Marks directions and bent over, facing Mark and Hayley. As Damien came around to me, I said “don’t you dare start fucking me!”. Another smirk from him told me he was going to have me anyway.
I felt him slowly push into me and start fucking me, and oh my god did it feel good.
Again, Marks direction was to look into the camera, which was hard as I could feel an orgasm building. The taboo of cumming in-front of these strangers made it even harder to control, I had never felt such pure pleasure. I fought it for as long as I could but then the orgasm took hold fairly quickly. I was screaming, my body was shaking, I collapsed on the desk in a mess, pushing Damien out of my soaked pussy.
After a minute or so I looked up. Mark had a big grin on his face and Adam clearly had a boner. Hayley broke the silence - “I’ll have what she’s having” she quipped. We all started laughing.
“Your confidence seems to have built up, and we’ve already seen everything. Do you want me to film as well as pictures? We do a lot of work with onlyfans girls, we’re used to it.” Mark proposed.
“Honestly, there’s no need to feel embarrassed, it’s all good!”. He was clearly directing this at me as Damien was so obviously up for it.
“What the hell” I said, “lets make some porn!”
“Fantastic! Let’s get you out here from behind that desk!” Said Mark “and lets lose the straps and just have you completed naked”.
I stripped out of the straps, not that they were covering anything anyway, but I somehow did feel even more exposed now.
Mark got Damien to sit on a couch, then directed me to climb on top of him whilst facing the camera (from a quick Google I think this is reverse cowgirl!). He told me to slowly ride Damien whilst looking at the camera. The complete exposure and submission was intoxicating. My legs were wide apart, they could clearly see Damiens cock going in and out as I rose up and down, my tits swaying slightly as I moved.
“Lainey, if you just perch now, and Damien you take over doing the work. And if you then touch yourself whilst he’s fucking you Lainey”.
Yep, Mark had managed to somehow find a way to raise the tempo yet again! Damien started fucking me, and my hand moved down to start playing with my lips. Whilst I touched myself, I spread my lips apart, wanting to show Mark, Hayley and Adam everything. I then really started concentrating on my clit. Right on cue, Damien started fucking me harder, and speeding up. I could feel the crescendo building.
“Adam, move in close with the second camera” said Mark, sensing my moment was coming.
I screamed so loudly, there must have been people outside that heard. The orgasm in that moment was the most intense thing I had ever experienced.
Obviously too much for Damien he grunted and I could feel his cum pulsing into me. He moved out from under me and I collapsed onto the couch exhausted.
“Hayley, if you hold her legs in the air, lets get a cream pie shot” I felt Hayley gently take my ankles, and lift my legs in the air and apart. Adam held a light over me, and Mark had his camera about a foot from my pussy. I felt Damiens cum push out of me, and run onto my thigh. “Oh shit” whispered Hayley, it sounded like she was in awe.
“Ok, lets go and take a quick look at what we’ve got over here at the computer” said Mark, “obviously this is unedited, but it’ll give you an idea”.
I slowly got up and said “I’ll just get dressed”, but Mark interjected “no need, honestly it’ll only be 5 minutes”.
I wondered over to the computer as Mark started the playback. All of a sudden reality hit me. Now that I’d been satisfied and it was over, I was very much aware that I was completely naked infront of 3 strangers, and had my boyfriends cum still rolling down my legs.
I tried to act normal whilst then looking at the pictures and watching the video of me and Damien fucking. Admittedly it did look very good.
“Well, we’ll be in touch in a few days once we’ve edited them” said Mark as the final cum scene ended. “Feel free to go and get dressed”.
Myself and Damien turned and walked back to the dressing room. I could feel Mark and Adams eyes watching my ass as I walked, the cum still wet between my thighs. I liked that they were watching.
“I cannot believe we just did that” I said to Damien as we got dressed. He grinned at me - “we are 100% doing that again” he said.
I rolled my eyes, but secretly I was in complete agreement!
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A Typical Tuesday [MF]
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After being devoured the night before. You (33F, 36DD) napped most of the day and enjoyed the last day of your vacation. The night before was still on your mind, and you were craving more all day.
At the kids' practice, you get a message from Me (36M).
Me- hunny quick question.
You- maybe I have an answer
Me -Any interest in using your tongue on my cock later
Then riding me while rubbing your tits in my face???
😁
You- that might be doable
Me- I figured as much.
The night continues like any other Tuesday. Homework, tacos and bedtime routines. But you have a desire to feel me inside you. It's distracting and soaking your panties.
Now ready for bed, you come out of the bathroom dressed to kill. Thigh high stockings, black thong and a cup less bra that has straps the wrap around your DD tits. Thigh Highs is my kriptonite, and I like feeling it against me when she's riding.
You climb under the covers and lay half on top of me. Pressing you tits against my chest as we kiss. You slide a hand under my waist band and stroke your finger tips up and down my cock. Head to base, getting my cock fully erect. We are kissing like teenagers that have snuck away, from the high school dance.
You move yourself between my legs and run your tongue up my shaft and take me into your mouth as you Bob your head back down. You continue this motion covering my entire cock in you saliva. One hand is holding my cock at the base, the other you put down you thong and rub your clit. Moaning at your self pleasure.
Me- Baby I love it when you moan on my cock.
You just moan longer, and louder. Your breathing is hot on my flesh. You drive me down your throat as you let out a long moan as you bring yourself to climax. As you come off my cock, my cock shimmers in the bedside lamps light.
You Strattle me. Pulling you thong to the side and guide my cock between your lips. Lowering yourself right to the base, there was no resistance. Moaning as my cock spreads your walls Your sopping wet and been craving this all day. You start slow, riding up and down. In less than a minute, you're rocking the bed, and juice are running out of you. You brace your hands on my chest and bounce your ass, impaling yourself. I pinch your nipples and hold my hands steady. Your bounces determines how much pain/ pleasure you give yourself, but tonight it's all pleasure.
I tell you to slow down or ill be cumming soon. Your in bliss and pushing for your own big release. You feel my cock getting larger as my head is fully engorged. Your orgasm hits hard. You drop your chest against mine and grind your clit into me. I start to unload into your cunt. Bucking my hips, bringing your knees off the bed. Pulses inside you as your orgasm is still clamping down on me.
You slump over, laying on your stomach. We both are panting to catch our breaths. All in all the whole encounter lasted 5 minutes.
I say that was quick, it was great but I enjoy being in you longer. You just and purr. knowing before long I'll mount you and fill you for a second time this evening.
JR
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"Do you trust me?" [M/F] [25-30] [D/s] [soft touching] [slow]
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\[*the beginning of something, characters have history, third person narrative, no sex (yet), "good girl"\]*
He took a step towards her, his eyes hungrily taking her in. Instinctively, taking a step back, she tries to keep eye contact with him. A small part of her mind making her feel like prey under his gaze, begging her to look down, to look away, to look anywhere but in his eyes. Those eyes that glimmered with a ravenous craving that she knew would only lead to trouble for her.
When did he get so close? Her thoughts race, back hitting the wall behind her, her gaze never falling from his. Another step, her head tilting back slightly, her breath increasing. His gaze feeling as if it could bore through her, the sensation of being prey starting to envelope her mind. Out of the corner of her eyes she sees his hand twitch as his side, her body working on instinct, arms flinching up from her sides to cover, to cover heaven knows what, but in a blink, his hand catches hers by the wrist.
“I’m not going to hurt you” He practically whispers. Her gaze flicks down to her held wrist then back up to his now slightly softened eyes. She knows there is fear in her stare right now, his words only slightly soothing that cornered animal in her mind. Opening her mouth, words fail her, as she swallows any semblance of them that may have even attempted to arise from her throat. The primal tingle of fear trickling down her spine, her gaze shakily making its way back down to his fingers pressing around her wrist, her chin tilting down slightly.
Soft long fingers gently placed under her chin, lift it back up, to meet his gaze again. He moves ever closer, instinctively her hand not held by his rises in front of her chest, landing on his, in a feeble attempt to keep him at this new distance. In his eyes that intense hunger from before now a small flame behind the gentle concern written on his face. Her eyes widen her breathing shallow with this new closeness, a small smile lifts the corner of his mouth.
“You know...” he starts, that slight smile turning into a smirk, his thumb gliding along her chin slowly moving up to her lips. His thought seemingly paused as his eyes flick down to her lips, his thumb brushing across her bottom lip, pressing down lightly. “…your eyes are so very pretty when they’re all wide like that”.
She can feel the heat in her cheeks as they redden at the compliment. Her focus distracted by his words and his gaze on her lips, she barely notices as his grip on her wrist shifting slightly, twisting, to bring her arm up, to press against the wall beside her shoulder. Her panicked thoughts stutter to a stop, as she watches the hunger and craving build back up in his eyes that are glued to her lips, his thumb pulling her lower lip down until it slips from his soft press.
His gaze caresses up her face, landing on her watchful eyes, the smirk on his lips becoming more prominent as he slightly tips his head to the side. Her hand against his chest quivers as she inhales a nervous breath, their locked eyes entrapping her focus.
“Do you trust me?” He asks, the glint of fire dancing in his eyes as she tries to swallow down the rest of that scared feeling. Of course she does, he has never given her a reason not to trust him, but that urge to give into that instinctual fear and become that cornered prey itches at the back of her mind. Keeping her eyes affixed to his, she moves her head slightly up and down in a small nod.
“I need to hear you say it” he says smoothly, his grip on her chin tightening slightly. Her body begs her to look away from his gaze, her cheeks flaring with heat. Swallowing she opens her mouth, and for a moment nothing comes out as her body heats with his closeness.
“Yes…” a barely audible whisper escaping her lips, his grip on her chin squeezing gently, a reminder. “Yes Sir” her voice slightly above a whisper this time, bringing a soft smile to his face. His hand on her chin softens, his fingers spreading gently across her cheek. Her face leans slightly into his smooth touch, his warm fingers feeling like heaven on her skin, letting out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, her eyes close momentarily.
“Good girl” he purrs in her ear, closer than she had expected, his warm breath on her neck sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
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Update. Sort o[F]. On to a great start!
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So, if you've read my [previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11k413c/i_finally_fucked_my_bestfriend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button), the whole wedding has now gone and passed. And even if I didnt catch the bouquet, I know I'm going to be more than ok now.
Warning. Feelings. Ew.
Quick few notes. I became an improptu wedding planner and emcee at my bestfriend's, G's, reception. Because the original one we hired got sick. As one can imagine I was stressed beyond all belief. But one guy, let's call him C, helped me through EVERYTHING. Even if I almost tore his dick off a few times out of stress induced rage. Also shouted and argued and said things people should never say to one another.
So to the story. Wedding was done. We packed up. Left. And we were on the way back to the hotel we were staying in. The whole ride C kept looking at me with a dumb smile on his face saying I did a good job. And I ignored it because at the time I felt it was patronizing and I was tired as all hell from the stress and all the emotions. I was literally a red light away from punching for praising me.
When we did hit the red light he hit me with a question I wasnt expecting. "You want to stop by mcdonald's?" My obvious answer was yes. And he was happy to take the stressed out land mine of emotions that was me to a place where if I exploded, there would be little colateral damage. But it would still make me think twice. It was a smart move. So him dressed in his vest suit and me in my blazer dress parked and ate at a mcdonald's at 4am.
Our conversation over coffee, chicken nuggets, and a burger was all wedding related so I will spare those details. Except for C asking how I felt watching G, the groom and my best friend, get married. I told C that I was a little sad because G and I would be apart since he had the whole married life to handle now but happy that G was happy. Then C being a weirdo and knowing that I'm a weirdo says "Best I can do is pretend to be his D&D character" (side note my d&d character has a love
/hate relationship with G's). It was a stupid idea and a dumb joke. My thought was "is he serious?!" along with "sexual rp like that is the last thing I need!". I also laughed pretty hard because of how well he did the impression.
We got back in the car joking about mine and G's character's relationship. Then C asks for a kiss as G's D&D character. So I give him a small kiss on the lips. Then go for more. And more. He keeps the voice up when I start unzipping his pants and I reply in my character's voice telling him to shut the fuck up. And staying in G's character, he doesnt. C then starts to praise my "skills" while trying to stay in character. While I showed C all the gratitude I wanted to show him, for putting up with me and then some by attempting to suck his soul out through his cock. Bobbing up and down on his shaft and sucking till I felt his cock touch the insides of my cheeks. Making him feel like a king till he eventually shuts up and devolves into grunting every now and then. Annoyingly, it was when I wanted to give my jaws a rest that he cums on my face. He apologizes knowing I'm not the biggest fan of getting a facial, plus he already had some fear in him from me chewing him out through the days leading to the wedding. I tell him to shut up and call me names while I wipe the cum off with my fingers and suck my fingers clean. Cid switches modes immediately calling me a cum rag, his pet whore, and a pathetic nerdy fuck hole that only looked good with cum on her face.
Needless to say I wanted this man's children after that. We park at the hotel. Go to our room, with cum still in my hair and on my face. We head into the shower and make out and I ask him to eat me out in the shower. Which he does splendidly, the way I had been showing him how. Going slow and making small circles when I spin my finger in his hair. Then going faster when I start pulling. To sucking and treating my clit like a punching bag with his tongue when I start shoving my pussy in his face. He also didnt stop when I came. He kept going till it hurt and then pulled away just to finger my melted body and make out with me more.
That was when an idea popped into my cum drunk head. I told him to wait a bit on the bed. And I do my best to make sure I was clean and ready for him. I come out of the bathroom naked, tell him to lube up and bend over on the hotel room couch and spread my ass cheeks showing off my tight waiting holes. "Use me anyway you want sir," I tell him and he starts teasing my ass with the head of his cock and asking stupid questions like was I sure. Fucker had the open pass. Nice of him though.
Now, being a small 5'3". I dont take anal too well and have only tried it thrice before this and out of those three, I only fully enjoyed one time. This though, would be one to remember even if it hurt like hell. It had been awhile since I had anal and his cock was fat. He started slow and I gasped in pain so he checked on me. I told him "I'm sorry sir... you're just so huge... I... I'll do better," and he picks up on this. Slapping my ass and pulling my hair. He calls me a pathetic ass fuck that needs stretching and starts pumping away. And I LOVED IT. He keeps going and I keep worshipping him. Telling him his cock is the best, I was his toy, he could fuck me anyway he wanted. I kept moaning between those phrases till my ass started to love it. And lube was all over the couch.
C gets so into it. He lifts me up with my knees to my shoulders, his cock still in my ass, my body on display and brings me up to the window. He lets my feet press the glass as he pumps his cock up into my bum hole and starts rubbing my clit in one hand and squeezing my tit with the other. All while showing the world his new little toy. I was in heaven.
We kept that up for a bit till he set me down, bent me over and pressed my tits to the cold glass. He kept going calling me more names. Squeezing my ass cheeks till it hurt and pulling my hair. He started using spit on my ass while pumping saying I wasnt worth the lube. Then pumped a few more times and I swear I felt his cock "jump" when he came in my ass. He held it in me and called me a good cum dump and I pressed back into him and grinded out an orgasm before we collapsed onto the bed. It was my turn to smile like an idiot at him as he nearly passed out.
I kissed him on the forehead and told him that I loved him. Just before he went to sleep. He grunted that he loved me too. Best reply I could hope for considering the circumstance.
He got up before me. All sweet and nice, asking if I was good to go. I asked him if I could post stories like this and if he was ok with it. He said it was fine and called me weird. And he didnt ask about my reddit account. All in all a stellar guy so far.
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[M/s] I bought my mom a sports bra for xmas and she sent me pics of her wearing it
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Like most people, I never imagined I'd be posting here. I had always thought my mom was hot but this situation has certainly made me look at her in a very new sexual light. Im in my mid 20's and she is in her late 40's. I've had this account sitting around for awhile, and decided this was the perfect time to finally do something with it.
It started last week when I was talking to my mom on the phone. I live on the west coast and she lives in the Midwest. Basically 1000+ miles away. I was telling her that I had gotten Christmas presents for everyone else in the family but not her bc I had no idea what she needed/wanted. (Parents are divorced, but have been remarried for years)
Naturally she being the way she is, told me she wanted nothing. I made it clear I was gonna buy her some stupid joke gift that she would never use if she didn't tell me and she finally caved and told me she wanted a new sports bra.
She sent me a link to a bra which was pretty revealing, had a zipper on the front, and several straps on the back. Now, talking about this with my own mom kinda had me excited, as we had never discussed anything like that before so I decided to be kinda playful. When she told me she needed a size small, I told her the model in the small bra had waay smaller breasts than her and there's no way that it would fit her but she insisted. She said the material would stretch over her boobs and it needs to be small to fit her ribcage (she's very thin with large boobs, in case that needed to be clarified)
So anyways I made the purchase and had it delivered to her. Fast forward to today, she finally received it. She called me and told me it fits great and that she loves it. End of conversation. I figured that would be the end of it and was kinda sad tbh because I enjoyed talking about her boobs with her. But to my surprise not 10 minutes later, I receive a picture message from her. Its her wearing the sports bra, plenty of cleavage in the picture, boobs super pushed up. I was hard instantly.
I messaged her back and told her it looks good on her, but I was right that the small size looked too tight on her. She responded with a second very similar picture, only this time the zipper was down three quarters of the way. Showing way more cleavage than last time. I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to reply with so I told her she seemed to solve the issue and then the 😅 emoji.
Thats where I am now. I have no idea what to do now but I know for certain I want to see more. She did send me a couple pairs of nice tight underwear for xmas, but im unsure if I should just go about sending her a picture of my bulge in them. Any advice??
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[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter - update 7
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So I thought I'd describe my daughter for you guys, and also give more info on our current state. My daughter is short (like 1.60m or 5'2), she has a really nice body, she is thin and goes on runs quite often, she has a light tanned skin, brown eyes and black wavy hair. She has facial features very delicate and similar to her mom. I am tall (1.89m or 6'2), my skin is slightly darker than hers, I'm not muscular but I like to take care of myself, same black hair ans brown eyes.
She took an extra shift yesterday to have today free. I only have a few things to take care of today at work so will probably be done at around 12. She woke up early today and made me breakfast. She said that today she was here to please me all day so she'll wait for me at home.
She still wants nothing to do with her mom, she told me that she doesn't want to speak with her again, and even tried to convince me to not tell her that she is staying with me. I haven't done a whole lot to settle things between them, but I definitely don't want them to cut each other off, even though it will become more difficult to hide things with time. That's pretty much it. I'll update tonight on what we do today.
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My first time fucking an older guy 19f
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So I havent really ever hooked up with guys that much older than me but last night I got to finally experience what all my friends always talked about. When I swipe on tinder I usually swipe right on guys who are hot (obv) but also who are about my age. Last night however I ended up pretty intrigued by this one guy who was like 44 years old. Way older than anyone I had ever been with. Something about his profile just attracted me so I decided, fuck it, lets swipe.
We matched as he had already swiped right on me, and he messaged me right away. His messages were just so much more forward and interesting than what I was used to that I accepted his offer of dinner. During dinner he treated me just right, that by the time we were leaving I was already kinda horny and I knew id go home with him if he asked, which ofc he did.
I accepted his offer and when we got to his apt I was honestly so wet and horny I had no idea maturity was such a turn on for me lmao. We sat down on the couch to watch a movie and cuddled up against each other. At one point he leaned in to kiss me and I just let it all happen. He took complete control and FUCK it was such a turn on to just be able to relax and not have to worry.
He gradually got more and more touchy and his hands ran all over my body. When he got between my legs he felt that I was absolutely SOAKED. I could tell he loved it. Seconds later he picked me up and carried me to his bed where he ripped off all my clothes and buried his face between my legs. I have NEVER cum so hard from oral before he was amazing at it and I could tell he loved it.
When he started fucking me he was so strong and dominant it was just the most relaxing and simultaneously exciting sex I ever had. He choked me, slapped me, spanked me at just the right times and with just the right intensity that I couldnt help but cum all over his cock. He even timed our orgasms so that right as I started cumming, he did as well. Getting filled up with his warm cum while having the best orgasm of my life was mind blowing.
I def plan to be more open minded abt the ages that I swipe right on and am open to in the future cause it was amazing. Highly recommend lol.
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My neighbour walking naked in her garden
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I've got an incredibly hot neighbour called Maryam. Absolutely insane body, goes to the gym every day and looks after herself. The other day, I leant out of my window for some air and saw her standing in her garden. She had a robe on and looked like she'd just showered. She probably had no idea I was looking but she suddenly dropped the robe and started walking forward. My eyes bulged out of my head and my heart started pounding. I didn't expect this at all. I saw her bare butt wiggling side to side. It was honestly the most perfect thing I've ever seen. She's slender but has a bubble butt. Must be all those squats in the gym. Perfect hips too. Reminded me of Remy Lacroix in her prime. She walked back and forth a few times, completely naked. Eventually she put her robe back on. I can't help but feel like she was putting on a show for any neighbours who might have been watching!
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[Step] [B/S] Update on previous post and needing some help interpreting our conversation.
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Nothing too much has happened since my previous post, but we have been texting more since then, and I’ve gotten more neutral responses.
But first, I wanted to thank this community for your honesty and helpfulness. It means a lot that so many people care.
On another note, I would like to clarify one thing; I appreciate the advice on how to engage in light physical contact and judge her responses. I also enjoyed the date ideas and how to go about it in a gentlemanly but flirty way. However, I’d like to reiterate that we are in separate towns about 4 hours apart, so I don’t see her regularly. With my schedule, It might be close to a month, if not more, until I get to see her again, so for the time being, I’m looking for help in interpreting her messages and how I should approach things.
Over the last few days, we have been texting more, mostly discussing her mental health and problems with previous exes. She confessed that she has very low self-esteem and doesn’t know if she can trust anyone again. I cut out of most of the conversation and only tried to keep in the parts that I wasn’t sure about for the sake of brevity as well as wanting to keep our conversations as private as possible.
- Her: Discussing how difficult its been being alone in the last week and how much she misses having affection but understanding that she needs to wait.
- Me: I commented about how I feel the same way and wanted to give someone affection, but I made a typo. “Haha, sorry, in my previous message, I meant to say “Like you are” but I guess you are pretty much the kinda girl I hope to find.”
- Her: “I think it's best too, I don’t think I’d be the best one to find haha. I need a lot of work and once I’m through that I think I’d be better.”
- Me: “What do you mean? You’re adorable, smart, we have tons of common interests, and you can hold up your end of a conversation. Everyone has issues; it's only natural.”
- We talked for quite a while about how one ex was a psycho and left her with mental scars and insecurities and how the recent ex was nicer but wouldn’t listen to her talk about her feelings or communicate. On my end, I kept sharing and asking about different things and how she felt or how she was trying to deal with stuff and ended one message by saying, “Any guy would be lucky to have you, and you should be treated like a princess.”
- Her: “Thank you” She Reiterates much of the conversation above, concluding that she doesn’t miss either of them; she misses having attention, affection, and love.
- Me: “That's understandable. At the risk of sounding kinda creepy, I have to say that this is tough for me because I miss having someone to care for and give affection to, and you seem like you need that right now. I wish I could give that to you.”
- Her: “You’ll find a good lady, don’t worry.”
- Me: “I know, I’m just saying. Sorry if that was too much.”
She hasn’t read my last message still, but it was around the time when she usually goes to sleep, and I know she works long shifts. We usually only text at night. I’m a little confused by some of her comments and could use some insight. For the time being, though, I’m thinking about stepping back, at least over text, and keeping things platonic unless she says anything flirty, which I doubt will happen.
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[B/S] 2015 - Part 3
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The next morning we went snorkeling before driving up the coast to a small town where we stayed in an AirBnb. It was the nicest place we had stayed in, and Alix and I finally had our own rooms.
We had pizzas on the beach together as a family and then went back to our place. We watched a movie and then made our way to bed. I said good night to Alix in the bathroom and we went to our rooms.
As I lay in bed, wondering if it was worth the risk to visit her room, my phone vibrated.
A new Snapchat from Alixxxxxxa.
I opened it. A selfie of her laying in bed pulling a sad face with the caption 'wish you were in ma bed tonight x'.
I took a selfie and wrote back - 'me too. Could come to your room for a chat?'
I put my phone down and waited nervously.
Another message. Another selfie. This time she was pulling a kissing face. 'I wish but waaay to risky. Night Ben x'
I put my phone down and went to sleep.
The next day we went on a drive to see some landmarks. Alix and I had mastered acting normal around each other and things felt good.
When I was in bed that night, I lay there waiting for a message. Hoping that she might invite me to her room. But nothing came through. Eventually, I messaged her on Snapchat. 'you awake?'
She replied, and we went back and forth. After awhile, I decided to go for it and I invited her to come to my room. I waited nervously again.
I got a response - a selfie with a sad face and the caption 'I got my period today.'
The last few days of the trip was all pretty normal. We did a lot as a family, and things felt normal between me and Alix. We flew home at the end of the week and went our separate ways.
Each night for awhile after the trip, I half expected to get a message from Alix trying to talk about what happened. It never came. I slowly began to accept that it was a one off thing that Alix clearly regretted.
About three weeks after our holiday, it changed. I was lying in bed playing PlayStation on a Friday night. It was about 10:30pm when my phone lit up. Alix was calling me.
I answered and she was drunk. Very drunk.
'Hello?'
It was loud. I could hear music and people.
'Ben! Where are you can you pick me up?'
'Of course. Are you okay?! Where are you?'
Alix told me that she had lost her friends at a club and then got kicked out for spilling a drink. I quickly got dressed, and drove to find her.
I scanned the streets as I approached the club. Then I saw her - she was done up, wearing hair extensions, more make up than I'd ever seen, a tight black skirt and white top that showed off her tits, and high heels.
She waved to me as I pulled over and she fell into the car. She talked/slurred about her night the whole way home. When we got to Mum and Dad's, the empty driveway reminded me that they had gone down south to visit my uncle.
I walked Alix in and took her to her room.
'Well we have the whole house to our self now and this bed doesn't squeak,' she laughed as she flopped on the bed and kicked her shoes off.
'Alix, you're drunk.'
'Yes, yes I am.'
'I think I better go home. Have you got some water?'
'I'm horny,' she said as she lay back on the bed, stretching her arms up. 'Ben, if you have a girl asking you for sex it's polite to do it.'
'I thought you said don't take advantage of drunk women?
'It's not advantage if they want it,' she said sitting up.
I stood their awkwardly. Her inhibitions had gone but mine were very much there.
'Are you seriously gonna leave me?' she asked.
Fuck it. I walked over to the bed and pushed her onto her back. I leant over her and started kissing her. Her booze soaked breath didn't bother me, as she stuck her tongue deep into my mouth.
I stood over her and unzipped her skirt from the side and slid it down and over her feet to reveal a black lacey thong. I pulled her top over her head and started kissing her breasts, supported in a matching black bra.
She pulled my t-shirt off, and scratched her fingers over my back. I stood up and pulled my cock out of my trackpants and grabbed her head. She took the hint and quickly took my dick in her mouth. It was much more aggressive than last time, the booze taking away any of the subtleties of her performance. I stood beside the bed, with her sitting on it sucking my cock.
I lay down beside her and she continued sucking it. She repositioned so that she was on all fours beside me. I grabbed her thigh and pulled her around towards my head. She took the hint and straddled my head in a 69 position. I pulled her thong to the side as she continued sucking my cock.
Her fat pussy lips hung in front of me. I took a moment to appreciate it before sticking my tongue out and licking her spread snatch. She'd been dancing, but I didn't care. It tasted amazing.
I sucked on the flaps off her pussy as she continued bobbing her head on my cock. I started to lick her clit and she moaned on my cock. I kept going. I pulled her thong further over her ass, revealing her tight asshole. It looked perfect as I used my hands to pull her cheeks apart as I kept eating her pussy.
Alix sat up, and then climbed off my face. She unsnapped her bra and it dropped down beside her. For the first time, I saw her perfect B cup tits. Her nipples were hard and stuck out. She climbed on top of me and carefully slid my cock inside her, taking a second for it to go in properly.
Holy fuck. I am inside my sister. What am I doing?
She started to grind her hips over me and then leant forward, her tits hanging in front of me. I licked her nipple and then started sucking on it. She moaned and leaned further forward as she continued working my cock with her hips.
Fuck. I'm going to cum. Embarrassingly fast.
I pulled her head down next to me and whispered in her ear.
'Can I cum in you?'
'Yes' she said as she worked even harder.
I lay back and let it happen. My body went stiff, my feet stretching out as I had the most intense orgasm. I couldnt help but moan loudly. Alix moaned as well, 'yes baby,' as I filled her pussy with cum. She slowed down and smiled at me, her cheeks flushed red and her sweaty hair sticking to her face.
She climbed off, using her hand to hold the cum inside her. She walked off to the toilet and I heard her pissing in the bathroom down the hall.
I lay on the bed, my flaccid cock wet from her pussy and my cum. She came back in and climbed into bed behind me.
'Cuddle me,' she said with authority.
'When are Mum and Dad back?'
'Sunday.'
That was good enough for me. I went downstairs and made sure the doors were locked, and then got into bed with her, sliding my arm over her and around her breasts. She fell asleep quickly and I lay there thinking.
In the morning, we woke up together, still cuddling. I wasn't sure what she'd think now that was sober, but she rolled over and smiled at me.
She rolled out of bed, still naked, and walked down the hallway. I heard her brush her teeth before coming back to bed. Her body was so perfect. A completely bald pussy and perfect tits rounded out by a fat ass. I was in dreamworld.
I went to brush my teeth as well, using my finger and some mouthwash. I looked at myself in the mirror, naked. I played with my cock a bit to make it look as big as possible and then walked back in. She eyed me up and down as I climbed back into bed.
'Soooo....' I said shyly.
'Sooo...' she replied.
'Do you... Maybe... Wanna?'
She smiled and we started kissing. We rolled back and forth in the bed. I rolled on top of her as we continued kissing. She moved her legs apart and I stsrted teasing her pussy with my cock, slowly sliding it in and out - starting with just the very tip, and going in a little further each time. By the time I pushed it right in, she was grabbing my ass and pulling me, begging for it all.
She moaned loudly as I started pumping her. We kept kissing, our bodies getting sweaty as we held each other close.
I felt that I was about to cum, so I pulled out and lay beside her. I rolled her over, away from me, so that we were spooning and slipped my cock back in. I reached over her side and started to rub her clit as I slowly pumped. She moaned and told me it felt good.
I kept going, trying to stop myself from cumming. I felt Alix's pussy get wetter, and kept rubbing her clit as I started pumping harder. She moaned loudly. I kept going. I was about to cum. As I did, Alix's legs started to quiver and her hips thrust back and forth without thought. She moaned loudly and then tightened her legs around my cock as we came together. I moaned in her ear as her orgasm finished, her body relaxing.
She breathed loudly and repeated 'oh my god,' over and over.
I slid my cock out and lay on my back catching my breath. She turned around and cuddled into me kissing my neck.
'That has never happened like that. Oh my god that was good,' she told me.
I looked down at her and we kissed.
After we had cleaned up, we went downstairs and ate some breakfast. We were able to have an open conversation about it for the first time.
Alix told me she had always had a crush on me, and had sex dreams about me before. I told her in detail about the party and how seeihg her body blew my mind.
'So what are we gonna do?' she asked.
I didn't know. I wanted to do it again and again, but the reality was more complicated. Mum and Dad were back tomorrow, and had no trips away planned. I lived with three house mates who was always home and who had met my sister before.
We will work it out I told her. But we didn't.
We didn't see each other for a few days, and even then, it was just for a family dinner. After a few weeks of messaging each other secretly on Snapchat, I noticed a guy showing up in a lot of Alix's social media. Turned out his name was Matt and before long, it became clear they were more than friends.
A month later, at a family dinner, Alix introduced me to him. He was closer to my age than hers, and was a good looking dude. He seemed like a nice enough guy, if a bit arrogant and a bit self obsessed. He was a personal trainer, and had met her through their gym.
Later that night, when I came out of the bathroom, Alix intercepted me in the hallway.
'I'm sorry,' she said gently. 'It just kinda happened.'
I reassured her that it was fine, and that we never had a future anyway so she was doing the right thing. I just repeated that we should never tell a soul about it, which she agreed with, and then I patted her on the shoulder.
And that was it. In the span of 2 months, I'd gone from fantasising about my sister, to having sex with her twice, fingering her, getting a blow job, and a hand job while my family were in the other room. And now it was over.
For the rest of 2015, Alix and Matt stayed together. I started seeing someone briefly, but it went nowhere.
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Getting Steamy with my Professor 6 last
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I kneaded her boobs, slowly thrusting
my dick in her pussy and watched her
body arch and squirm. She eventually
got up and kissed me on the lips as
kept fucking her harder.
"Tm going to cum, Kavya," I warned her.
"Let me swallow it all, she said and
immediately got on her knees as soon
as I pulled out. She did swallow every
single drop of it as she said. "Wow, I
actually cheated on my husband,' she
said, still panting.
"Was worth it, though, wasn't it?"
"Absolutely"
I helped her stand up, and we kissed for
a while. "Im going to go take a shower.
You can join if you want," she said.
"I might even fuck you once again if you
ask nicely" I replied, which made her
laugh.
"In your dreams," she said and held my hand as we ran upstairs to her room.
We did fuck in the shower and later on
the bed where she sleeps with her
husband. Once more on the balcony
and again on the bed, we fell asleep in
each other's arms.
I woke up to a coffee on the lamp table
beside me. Kavya was sitting at the end
of the bed. She looked fresh and
smelled fresh, too. I looked at the clock,
and the time was half past 7 already.
You can go home to change if you
want. You can still make it before 9,"
she said. She was in an orange
coloured saree with a black blouse.
Thanks for the coffee, I said and got
up.
"Before you say anything, I loved last
night. I don't regret it, and I hope you
don't, too, she said.
of course, I don't. I was hoping to go
one more round before you left for
college" I told her, sipping on the coffee she had made.
She just giggled. "Well, if it's any
consolation, I tried waking you up, but
you wouldn't."
"Some other time then. Right?" I asked
to make sure she wanted to do it again.
"Yes, but we have to be careful. Not one
soul can know about this, so let's not
rush and fuck whenever we feel like it,"
she said.
"Deal I said and gave her one last kiss
before I left.
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Working in Real Estate part 7 [M35/F34/F32/F30] [oral] [penetration] [fiction]
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The next month blew by. My offer on the house was accepted, the inspection and appraisal went smoothly, and I was settling into my new job with ease, becoming a behind the scenes coordinator for Kayli, Jennifer, and Tara. Right around the time I was to move into my new house, Kayli said that there was a real estate conference happening, in St. George, the southern part of Utah, and she had signed everybody up to attend. Although I wasn't a real estate agent like the girls were, she still wanted me there to learn.
We decided to make the five hour drive down in Jennifer's SUV, as it was big enough for all of us, plus luggage. The morning we needed to leave, Jennifer swung pass my house first to pick me up, and she greeted me with a hug and a kiss as she helped load my luggage on top of hers. As we drove to Kayli's house, Jennifer said, "you excited for this?"
I replied back, "what? A five day getaway, with my three favorite women? Nah, not excited at all."
Jennifer laughed and said, "you forgot to mention that two of those women want you to take full advantage of them at any time, while the third is so obsessed with sex, she gave you a job just to fuck you more."
I smiled and said, "yeah, not excited at all."
Pulling up to Kayli's house, I hopped out to help Kayli, being greeted with a hug and a kiss. I was hoping for the same at Tara's house, but her husband was there. As he helped load her luggage, he asked, "so, three girls, one guy, what's the sleeping arrangement?" Kayli quickly answered him, "all four of us in separate rooms." He seemed satisfied with the answer, giving Tara a kiss goodbye as we got in the car and started the drive, me and Kayli on the backseat, Jennifer and Tara up front.
Turning in her seat, Tara said, "did you really book four rooms?" Kayli laughed and said, "hell no. Three rooms. Each girl will have their own, and Danny will be in a different room every night."
Jennifer spoke up, "so, how are we going to decide who gets him on what night? Should have stayed for two more nights, so we each could take two turns with him."
This caused the girls to laugh, and Kayli said, "I'm sure we will all be satisfied by the time we come home, right, Danny?"
I told them I would do my best as we started talking about other subjects.
An hour into the drive, as Tara and Jennifer carried on a conversation, Kayli reached over, placing her hand on my groin and slowly begun rubbing me. Looking over at her, she held a finger up to her lips, telling me to stay quiet. Sitting in the middle seat of the SUV, Kayli's hands were hidden from Tara and Jennifer as she pulled my basketball shorts down just enough to fish my semi-hard cock out of my boxers, wrapping her hand around it and rubbing up and down until I was fully hard.
With Jennifer focused on the road and Tara looking something up on her phone, Kayli leaned down, sucking me into her mouth, quickly bobbing her head up and down the full six inches of my cock, her tongue sliding up and down my shaft. Tara asked me a question that I quickly answered, then asked Kayli the same. When Kayli didn't answer, Tara turned around in her chair, saw my cock filling her mouth, and said, "oh hell, I should have known that's why you wanted to sit next to him." Jennifer asked what, trying to see us in the rear view mirror, and Tara answered, "she's giving him a blowjob already."
Jennifer laughed and said, "told you she was obsessed. I was wondering why Kayli was sitting in the middle. I should have known." Tara, still watching Kayli blowing me, said, "I'm kinda jealous I didn't think about it." Kayli finally took my cock out of her mouth, her hand taking its place, and said, "we can have Danny scoot over and you can join us."
Before Tara could respond, Jennifer said, "what about me? You want me to drive while you two get to have fun?" Kayli laughed and said, "you drive while me and Tara blow him, and you can have Danny tonight." Jennifer answered back, "I want him as soon as we get to the hotel and get checked in."
Kayli said deal and Jennifer pulled off the road, allowing me and Kayli to scoot over as Tara joined us in the back. My cock still out, Tara and Kayli both went to wrap their hand around it at the same time, bumping their knuckles together. They laughed as Jennifer got back on the road, Kayli taking the top half of my shaft while Tara got the bottom half. Leaning down again, Kayli removed her hand from me, replacing it with her mouth. After bobbing her head a few times, she pulled off me again, looking at Tara and said, "your turn." Tara quickly leaned down, licking my tip with her tongue before engulfing me with her mouth. She bobbed up and down, as Kayli watched and started to push down on Tara's head. I leaned over towards Kayli, our lips meeting as we kissed above Tara. Breaking the kiss and looking up at Jennifer, Kayli said, "you watching us or the road more?" Jennifer said, "as hard as it is to keep my eyes off Danny's cock, I'm paying attention to the road."
Tara still deep throating me, I said, "so, what you're saying, is that I shouldn't take Kayli's shirt off and distract you more?" Jennifer shook her head no, but I saw her looking in the rear view mirror as I pulled Kayli's shirt up, exposing the black bra she was wearing to contain her massive double D breasts. I then reached behind Kayli, unhooked her bra, and watched as she pulled it out from her shirt, leaving the shirt around her shoulders, just in case.
As I played with and fondle Kayli's nipples, Tara took all of me in, holding herself in place for a few seconds before pulling her mouth off me, sitting back up in her seat. She reached her arm over me, taking Kayli's right breast in it, while I had her left breast in mine, squeezing it and pinching the nipple, "if you want it, you better get on his cock before I take it back in again."
Kayli quickly pushed our hands away, leaning back down, taking my cock in her mouth again.
Her mouth and hand working in tandem to blow and jack me off, I wrapped arm around Kayli, taking her breast back in my hand, cupping it, squeezing it, rolling her nipple in my fingers. Tara was watching all this, running her fingers through Kayli's hair, sharing little kisses with me, when she said, "I can't take this any more." She grabbed my free hand, placing it on her groin, where I could feel the warmth coming through her purple leggings. I started to rub her pussy through her leggings, Tara leaning in to kiss me when Jennifer said, "fuck, y'all are driving me crazy back there."
I slide my fingers into Tara's leggings, under her panties, and starting rubbing her pussy lips, before slipping a finger inside her. I saw Kayli glancing up, watching me finger Tara, when she started to go faster on my cock, taking my full six inches in, making slurping sounds, moaning around my cock, trying to get me to cum. I told her it was working, I was getting close, when she pulled off me, and said, "do you want to finish him, Tara?" Tara, my finger still inside her, said, "I just want one more taste, then you can." I removed my hand from Tara's leggings as she leaned over, bobbing her head up and down my shaft, as my orgasm begun to built. I told her I was almost there and she jumped off, leaving her hand on my shaft as Kayli's mouth took over.
With Kayli's mouth on me and Tara's hand rubbing my shaft, I pushed my hips up, placing my hand on the back of Kayli's head, as I came, cum squirting out of my cock, filling Kayli's mouth. When I was done, Kayli sat up, but leaned over me, grabbing Tara by the neck and pulling her down until their lips making, furiously making out in front of me. At the same time, I snuck my hand back into Tara's leggings, rubbing her wet clit until she moaned into Kayli's mouth, and her juices flowed out, soaking her panties and covering my hand.
Breaking their kiss, Tara said, "fuck, I haven't had an orgasm in a car since high school. Jennifer, I might need you to stop soon so I can change. I'm soaked."
Arriving at the hotel a few hours later, we all got out of the car to go check in. After Kayli gave us our room keys, Jennifer grabbed onto my arm and started to walk towards the elevator. Kayli said, "hey, are you two going to grab your bags first?" Jennifer turned around and said, "nope, I've been horny for the last two hours. I need a dick in me." I heard Kayli laugh as me and Jennifer got on the elevator and she pressed the button for our floor.
As soon as the elevator door shut, Jennifer threw her body on me, wrapping her legs around me as I pressed her up against the elevator wall, our lips meeting to kiss, my hands grabbing her ass, pressing my groin into her. Unfortunately, I need to put her down when the elevator stopped and opened. Jennifer grabbed my arm again, fast walking us towards our room. As soon as she had the door opened, she pushed me inside, jumping back on me as I tried to maneuver us towards the bed. I gently laid her down on the bed, starting to strip her clothes off when she said, "get naked and fuck me now."
I stood up off the bed, pulling my shirt off, along with my basketball shorts and boxers. I watched as Jennifer quickly discarded her tank top, jean shorts, and panties. I climbed back on top of her as she wrapped her legs and arms around me, pulling me down for a kiss as our bodies started to rock together, her wet pussy rubbing against my cock, causing me to grow to my full hardness.
I reached down between, angling my cock up to her entrance, pushing in when I felt her pussy opening up. Breaking our kiss, I started to thrust in and out of her, her moans encouraging me as I pounded harder and harder, going faster and faster. "Yes! Yes! Fuck! I'm coming!" Jennifer moaned out, her body shaking as she came.
I rolled off the pixie cut blonde haired, Jennifer, her tiny body laying next to mine as she said, "God, I needed that. Watching you three in the car turned me on so much." I smiled, pulling her in for a hug and said, "well, I guess I'm yours all night." Jennifer reached out, her hand gripping around my still hard cock and said, "we can worry about tonight when it's actually night time. Let's get you taken care of now."
She rolled on top of me, standing my cock straight up as she lowered herself down on it. I reached out for her hips, but grabbed my phone that had fallen on the bed, instead. Checking my messages, I said, "Kayli sent a text saying that we are loud and your orgasm turned her on. She says that her and Tara are going to the pool if we want to join them."
Jennifer, bouncing up and down on my thick cock, said, "take a video, tell her we'll be there when we're done."
I quickly shot a video on my phone, Jennifer moaning, her eyes closed, head tilted back, her B cup breasts swaying as she rode my cock. I said the video to Kayli, telling her we will be there soon. Kayli sent a message back a few minutes later that said, "fuck, I'm jealous. Might be to retake leaving you with Jennifer all night. Or maybe I'll join you two."
I told Jennifer what she said and she replied back, "nope, you're all mine tonight."
Setting my phone down, I grabbed onto Jennifer's breasts, squeezing them in my hands, rolling and pinching her nipples with my fingers, and started to thrust upwards with my hips, pushing deep into her as she impaled herself over and over. Grabbing onto her hips, I pulled her down hard as I pushed up, exploding inside her. As I came, she continued to ride me, milking my cock with her puasy. As I finished, she jumped off me, leaning down, her hand on my semi-hard cock, and slowly licked up my shaft, cleaning up our mixed together cum.
After Jennifer was done cleaning my cock, she said, "so...do you want to go get our bags while I take a quick shower? Then we can join Kayli and Tara?" I rolled over, giving her a quick kiss before saying, "of course."
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I hope My Fiancé sees this... waiting for You.... [F28] [MFM] [BDSM] [Hotwifing] [Control]
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Posting this again as it got removed.... I have changed the offending word but I think it's a bit less hot now haha ...
I hope that my My Fiancé sees it and makes it come true... as soon as we find You...
My Fiancé undresses me and gets me ready for You, He ties my hands behind my back, blindfolds me and instructs me to kneel at the end of the bed on the hotel room floor. I hear a quiet click as the door opens and My Fiancé welcomes You in. "Well don't you look pretty" I hear You say as You approach me, I can't see You but I can sense your presence close to my face. You present me with your cock which I take cautiously into my mouth, I worship your cock as best I can, putting on a show for My Fiancé as He watches. You take my head in your hands and begin to fuck my face, gently at first and then more aggressively as I open my throat to accommodate You.
I'm not sure by who, but I am dragged to the bed and my blindfold is removed, I see You for the first time, You look at me with a mix of contempt and satisfaction as you pull my legs apart roughly and insert yourself. My Fiancé smiles at me. My Fiancé is proud of me. My Fiancé kisses me, deeply, passionately and begins playing with my clit. My Fiancé is gentle. You are not. You fuck me aggressively but My Fiancé's expert fingers know how to make me cum. Lost in his kisses I finish hard on his hand and your cock.
"Are you ready for Me?" this is the question I've been waiting for, My Fiancé offers his cock to me and I take him lovingly in my mouth. Before I can relax into loving his cock with my mouth I am flipped over and pulled unceremoniously into a spitroast position. This is new. I've not done this before. I struggle to concentrate, I try to find a rhythm to keep pleasing my My Fiancé but it's too difficult so I melt into the control of both men using me from either end.
You fuck me hard into my My Fiancé's cock, I gag, You either don't notice or don't care. You are primal and I am your prey. You are finally finished using my hole but instead of pulling out and moving away, I feel a hot, hard slap, not on my arse or thighs but directly on my pussy. My Fiancé releases me. You hit me again and I lunge forward and away from your hand. You pull me back, "Not so fast". You hit me a third time and I cry out, "you can take it", My Fiancé's voice, it calms me.
I feel both bodies moving around me but my head is spinning and my pussy is aching so I'm not sure what is happening until I feel the heat of his body pressing against me from behind. My Fiancé's turn. My Fiancé fucks me hard and rough, throbbing from my mouth and from watching me take You. By the time He is finished I barely have the energy to collapse on the bed but I know staying stuck in this position on all fours is dangerous.
I let my weight pull me down and feel My Fiancé pull me close to his chest. He holds me. You stroke my hair and tease my hard nipples. He tells me how good I am, how much I took and how well behaved I was but the words are a blur, the room is a blur, I feel nothing but lightness and a vague sense that I am the only one not getting dressed. I could just so easily fall asleep right here, right now.
And then my jeans thud onto my chest. "You're not done yet baby girl" I crane my neck and see My Fiancé playing with the smoke I rolled us earlier. "Get dressed", You. The lust in your voice replaces the love of My Fiancé's. My heart races. Somehow I manage to get the clothes onto my body and walk sheepishly out of the hotel with a man on either side to keep me steady. When we return to our room my legs are wobbly but I am much more relaxed, much more compliant. You instruct me to kneel on the bed whilst My Fiancé rummages in our bag, "don't look at him, look at me", I stare up at you obediently, keeping my focus to not let my eyes wander over to My Fiancé as I can hear Him pulling out my collar and chain. He comes over and smiles at me, "Good girl". My Fiancé collars and leashes me and tells me to lay on my back, I obey.
You climb on top of me, a leg either side of my head, obscuring my view of the man I love so much but it doesn't matter, I can feel my tail, I can feel him stroking my thighs with the soft fur and I know what is coming. At the same time, You force yourself into my mouth as My Fiancé plugs my butthole. I try to scream out but your cock muffles my cries. With my head pushed back into the pillow I cannot pull away from You. My eyes widen as the realisation hits but before the panic can set in I feel My Fiancé's lips gently caressing my pussy.
You violently fuck my face but He worships me. The juxtaposition builds towards a climax and just as My Fiancé's tongue pushes me towards the edge He pulls on my tail sending me into a state of ecstasy. I am writhing, I am exhausted, but neither of You are finished with me yet.
Again I find myself on all fours, this time with You at my mouth. My Fiancé enjoys me but You are impatient. My Fiancé takes his time, He fucks me deep, He knows exactly what to do to make me cum again and again on his cock. Keeping You in my mouth is difficult enough, satisfying You seems to be impossible, I can tell You are waiting.
My Fiancé fills me up, pulls out and hands you the leash. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. You are more aggressive with the lead than My Fiancé, pulling the chain much harder. My Fiancé moves away, I feel his presence dissipating. I am not alone with You but it feels like I am. You flit between choking me with the lead and collar and pushing my face hard against the pillow. You knee my legs apart so You can fuck me deeper, harder. My Fiancé wanted to make my cum but You don't care whether I do or not. You waited long enough to take out all of your pent up aggression on me.
"Look at your Fiancé while I fuck you" I do. "Tell him you love him" I do. My Fiancé watches, smiling, quietly stroking himself but never touching me. You whip me, hit me, hurt me, degrade me with your words but I can take it. I long for My Fiancé's embrace and I know it will come soon...
The end.
But where are You?
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Okay this is gonna be strange but i need help i tried everything to find it and i can’t
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A while back a was following erotic literature and another that i don’t remember the one that i don’t remember had a person write a series of stories that was really good and i was invested. The serie was so good that he even created a subreddit i think with his username for his stories. It talked about two roommates a female and a male that became friends and they were fucking and i think they were experimenting pegging but I’m not sure. It was like six months ago. They were called episode l ll lll and so on I really hope someone recognize what I’m trying to find Thank you
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let my friend give his first creampie [MF] [F21, M27]
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I met my friend Luke at work. I previously wrote about our first time hanging out together, which was a few months ago. Since then, things have definitely gotten more intense.
Luke comes over every Tuesday for a booty call. Usually, we use a condom and fuck each other silly for at least an hour. The reason we can go so long is because Luke can’t climax with a condom on.
Not gonna lie, I kind of have a cum fetish. I wanted to make him explode so badly. Since I’d recently gotten an IUD, I wasn’t worried about pregnancy. I talked to him about it and we decided to go and get tested so we could have sex without condoms.
Once the results came back negative, all I could think about was how excited I was for Tuesday to come.
Fast forward, Luke is at my house. We’re making out and he’s feeling up my ass. I have one hand wrapped around his dick and the other behind his head. He’s as hard as a rock and a little precum starts to leak out. I lean down and use my tongue to clean it off for him. I suck him off for a couple of minutes until he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up.
“I want to fuck you now,” he growls in my ear. I smile and lie back, legs spread for him.
He positions himself over me and slowly slides himself in. I could see the pleasure in his eyes instantly. He started to very slowly thrust, his eyes clenched shut. He lets out a sigh and then thrusts in hard.
The sudden force pulls a loud moan out of my throat. I reach my arms up and wrap them around his back while he fucks me missionary.
Our grunts and moans fill the air, and sweat starts to collect between our bodies. I can feel his body trembling over mine. I thought maybe he was starting to get tired, so I asked him, “Do you want me to get on top?”
Instead of answering me with words, he slows down, readjusts his arms over me, and starts to fuck me even harder in missionary. I start to feel my climax building up, and squeeze him hard with my body. I tense as it releases and spills through me, my moans going directly into his ear.
Moments later, Luke grunts and tenses, his pelvis thrusted as far into me as it can go. He holds it there for a minute, and then let’s his body go limp on mine.
“Did you cum?” I asked. I started running my fingers through his hair and massaging his head. He nodded softly. He moved his arms to push himself up, but started to tremble. “Hey, stay down here and just rest for a bit,” I said. I pulled him back down and he buried his head in my neck.
After a few minutes, he finally pushed himself off of me. He pulled out with a deep sigh.
“Holy shit,” Luke said, staring between my legs. “That looks hot as shit.” I could feel his cum starting to drip down to my ass.
“How different does it feel without the condom?” I asked.
“Oh, so different,” he said. “Compared to that, condoms are like a sensory deprivation device for your dick. I’m never going to forget this experience.”
Luke and I walked to the shower to rinse off. After, he helped me clean up and then we snuggled on the couch until he had to leave.
Hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading!!
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[F/D] Home for college [update 1]
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I decided to take classes fully online so I’m able to be closer to my daddy. My mom doesn’t really seem to care either way so I really didn’t have to worry about her sticking her nose into anything.
He makes me just feel so special, not like my other past boyfriends. It’s just so much better when you are with an older man and your dad. We are definitely trying to find our dynamic but I really have taken the house wife kinda roll.
I get to service all his needs and that’s what I really love about the whole thing. I get to clean, cook, and satisfied him, this morning I even got to suck his cock while he ate his breakfast before work.
I just felt like giving an update, not sure if I’ll do more!
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 412. From Michael's lips to your ears.
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I am constantly focused on making you guys, my lovely readers, fully aware of how I feel during my acts of loving, lustful incest. However, I have never asked either of my sons to explain how it feels to be a young man involved in a sexual relationship with his own mom.
"Michael, what does it feel like to make love to your mother, Baby?" I whispered into his ear as I gently kissed his neck.
After a brief pause, he responded "Mom, it feels so good."
"Baby, sex feels good. I know it feels good. I want to know exactly how it makes you feel. Give it some thought." I instructed flatly before continuing to kiss him.
His cock slid powerfully into the place of his birth and our tongues entwined in an erotic gambol. My son's strong hands squeezed the tits he used to feed from, and his body hovered over mine. Our eyes locked on to the other's and we smiled as we continued to make love on my bed.
The room filled with smacking sounds and grunts as my nails gripped his back and he buried his manhood deep inside his mother. My breathing intensified as he fucked me like a man returning from long a stint at sea. Michael developed his usual fast and hard rhythm, while vocalizing an erotic cadence of "Oh Mom...Mom...Mom...Mom..." We kissed when we could and allowed our bodies to take over.
Once we had finished and caught our breath, Michael pulled me onto his chest and held me.
I heard him lick his lips and then he said nervously "Mom, making love to you is like exploring a familiar intimateness that is hidden from most people. You raised me and taught me everything and made me the luckiest son in the world. Then you took me as your lover and I realized I had no idea what real love was until I was inside you, looking into your eyes. I see and feel pure love in those moments. It's like a ball of pure light that only you and I can see, and I cherish every second of it. I am the most fortunate person to ever live, and it is all thanks to my beautiful and amazing mother. I love you beyond words and don't deserve to have a mom like you"
I began to cry and then sob uncontrollably. That was the most adoring thing anyone has ever said to me. He held me as I cried, and I have had to stop typing a few times to wipe away my tears of joy.
**My sons are 22 and 27. Please read a few of my posts before asking questions.**
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I intentionally forgot my dildo inside me during an entire college day
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As someone who enjoys conducting experiments and making observations, I was curious about what would happen if I wore my pink dildo all day without engaging in any self-pleasure.
I decided to try this experiment and predicted that my vagina would feel pleasantly full with minimal complications, and I would experience heightened pleasure throughout the day.
To prepare, I dressed in a mustard yellow halter top with no bra and a short dark denim skirt. After ensuring that I was adequately lubricated, I inserted the dildo and put on a black thong before heading to class.
Throughout the day, I noticed a few things. The vibrations and bumps on the bus caused the dildo to shift inside me, and I let out a soft moan. During a meeting with my advisor, I could hear squishy sounds coming from my vagina as I soaked the chair with my juices. Though I didn't mind his gaze on my chest, I wondered if he noticed the dark spot on the chair.
Being late for my next class, I had to walk for 15 minutes. Since I was so wet, the dildo kept trying to slip out. Wearing a thong under my skirt made it difficult to keep the dildo in place. I had to adjust it several times, squeezing harder to keep it inside. Though this was both pleasurable and frustrating, I tried to make it as unnoticeable as possible.
By the time I arrived at class, I was soaked and horny. Every step I took made the dildo move, and I could feel my juices running down my leg. Though I didn't masturbate in the bathroom, I sat with my friends, pretending that everything was normal, as we discussed genetics homework.
On my way back to my dorm, I bumped into several classmates and friends. Though I hugged each of them, I could feel the dildo slipping, and I had to stretch awkwardly to push it back in. Once I was home, I slowly removed the dildo, and my vagina protested the whole time. I then proceeded to masturbate, which led to a satisfying orgasm.
This experiment showed me that I could enjoy heightened pleasure throughout the day without anyone knowing. As someone who enjoys conducting experiments and exploring my body, I found this experience to be fascinating and rewarding.
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Emma the Escort and her Week Long Job - 2 [20sF/30sM][con][oral][fantasy]
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Much to Emma's surprise, nothing else happened that night. Devon had to go to a meet and greet dinner event that was specifically no plus ones. He came back late and showered before crawling into bed. Emma was in bed nude waiting. But he fell asleep quickly. She noted his alarm time before turning it off. She set hers for 15 minutes earlier and then put on her smart watch to vibrate her awake.
When he watch woke her hours later, Emma quietly slipped from the bed. She took care of a few needs in the bathroom before tiptoeing back into the room. Devon was still asleep, slightly snoring. She slowly pulled the sheet down his body until his dick was exposed. Emma was glad he slept nude. She straddled his legs and took his soft cock into her mouth. She started sucking and tugging on it while gently massaging his balls. Emma felt it slowly harding in her mouth, having to stretch her lips wider as it grew. Eventually she heard a chuckle.
"Man, I definitely got the best alarm clock!"
Emma gazed up at him with his cock in her mouth and felt it twitch. Devon grabbed her pillow and used it to prop himself up to a reclining position. Now that he was awake and watching, Emma decided to put on a show. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock tasting his precum, before sliding down the full length of him on a moan. His hands were behind his head so he obviously wanted her to finish what she started. Emma locked eyes as she took him fully again. She started bobbing faster up and down. Squeezing his balls. Using her hand on his shaft as her mouth slid up towards his tip. Devon's amused look was replaced with one of bliss and concentration. Emma worked faster. Worshipping his dick. Letting him know how much she wanted it. She was halfway back up when she felt it twitch in her hand and then his cum was filling her mouth. Emma used her hand to slowly pump up and down his shaft. Forcing the cum out. She swallowed and then took his cock from her mouth. Devon's eyes were glassy.
"Better start getting ready! Make sure to let your new alarm clock know your required time to get up for tomorrow!"
Emma was enjoying breakfast on the balcony when she got a text from Devon.
D - Show me your tits.
Emma sent his a photo of her breasts in the sunshine. A few minutes later she got another text.
D - I want to see you fucking yourself.
Well, that required a bit more work. Emma chose her favorite dildo. And then she sent Devon a 30 second video of her sliding it in and out of her pussy.
D - I'll be in the room in 10.
There were no other directions so Emma tried to think of what Devon would like best. She chose to put on a garter belt and fishnet stockings and then lay back on the bed. She used a long set of handcuffs to keep her hands above her head and attached to the head board. She heard the lock sliding on the door and spread her legs wide feet flat on the mattress.
Devon was already removing his suit jacket as he came around the corner. He saw Emma and missed the chair he was tossing it towards. He grinned and started undoing his shirt buttons. Emma lay there watching him strip as his eyes kept bouncing between her slick pussy or her breasts. Once he was completely nude, Devon crawled up the bed. His head went between her legs and he licked her folds. Emma squealed and widened her legs. He licked her a few more times and then sucked on her clit before sitting up.
"I would love to eat your pussy for hours but I sadly do not have that much time right now."
He took his cock into his hand and lined the head up with her dripping slit. Emma pressed her hips forward, sliding the tip of his cock into her. She moaned and Devon slid fully into her hot opening on one thrust. He started thrusting in and out with a punishing pace. One hand tangled into her hair, pulling her head to the side as he licked and bit her neck. The other grabbed her hip and ass as he pounded into her. Emma pulled at the restraints, wanting to free her hands so she could grab his ass and pull him into her harder.
"Harder. Yes...yes! Harder! Fuck me so hard. Get everything! You bought me. You own me this week. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
She threw her head back giving him more access to her neck. Both hands had her hips, slamming her up and down in time with his thrusts. Emma felt Devons hold slipping. With her hands restrained she couldn't touch herself. She started whipping her head from side to side. Moaning and whimpers coming from her. Devon heard and looked at her. Then at her hands. Then he smiled.
"Do you want me to touch you?" He asked.
All Emma could manage was a nod while panting. Devon slowed his thrusts, dragging his cock slowly and completely in and out of her cunt.
"Can you ask nicely?" He whispered into her ear.
"Pleaseeeeee," Emma moaned as he slowly slid back into her. "Please. Touch me. Let me cum. Fuck me and let my pussy clench on your cock. Let it. Please. Please. Please!"
She felt his hand slide around from her hip towards her center. He started thrusting faster. Harder. He circled her clit. Pinched it. Rubbed it. Emma arched and came. Her pussy spasmed on his cock.
"Oh fuck yesssssss!" She moaned "Oh god your cock feels so fucking good!"
She hadn't even finished cumming when Devon spilled his seed deep in her pussy.
They both laid there breathing hard for a few minutes. Devon undid her handcuffs and then started getting dressed. He looked at the time and swore.
"Shit! I might be able to not be late! There's a dinner tonight. Be ready by 5." He said as he ran out the door.
Emma stayed on the bed and starting thinking through the clothes she packed. Hoping she had something to wear that was appropriate. And wondering what the rest of the week would be like, if this was only day one.
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Newly Single at the Euphoria Hotel p7 (M22/F30) (hotel) (public) (cuck) (anal)(revenge)
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Tasha woke sore, aching, but elated. In the night, Eva had rolled fully on top of her. Last night’s orgy felt like a dream, but the aches and stickiness confirmed the events. She’d gone from sexually frustrated to sexually liberated and inexperienced to a vivacious three hole fuckslut so quickly, but Tasha felt her true self had come out. She was leaving her shitty husband and loving her new life.
Finally opening her eyes, she surveyed the exhausted strewn bodies around the room, knowing she’d fucked all of them. As Eva started to stir, Tasha noticed one man awake in the corner, stroking himself while scanning the room. By the time she’d made eye contact and beckoned him over, Eva woke up, eyes widening when a throbbing cock was suddenly in front of her, but this was for Tasha to suck. Tasha was soon being fed a warm load and sharing it with her sexy tanned friend.
After swallowing and finding their clothes, the duo returned to Tasha’s room for a hot steamy shower, massaging the aches out as they shared wet kisses. While they dried off, Eva bemoaned that her last day was to be spent without Tasha, who was checking out soon. They exchanged numbers, Tasha ignoring the texts and missed calls flowing in from her ex, and promised to return to the hotel together.
Sadly, Eva walked down to the front desk to see off her new friend. Seeing Chris the receptionist again at the front desk reminded Tasha of the angry woman who had entered. Before she could greet him, she heard an angry “Tasha!”
She shrank against the desk as Steve, her angry husband, stalked across the entranceway. “What the Fuck? You send those disgusting videos and pictures, and stop responding. You fucking whore!” Chris sped around the desk to divert her husband, but Eva was quicker, getting in Steve’s face. “Your wife is a goddess and you don’t deserve her! You think having money means she’s gotta love your tiny cock and put up with you insulting her body??” Steve took a step back, surprised out this fiery and sexy woman. He tried to speak again, but Eva was yelling over him.
Chris sensed Eva could take care of the husband, and instead went to comfort Tasha, leading her over to a couch. Seeing Steve caused her to revert for a minute, but she was a new woman, and from the couch called. “You Can have your little bitches who fake orgasms so you buy them stuff. I want a real man to fuck me.” On cue, Chris pulled out his cock, somehow already hard. Tasha briefly appreciated the commitment of the hotel’s employees, before getting on her knees and sucking his dick.
“I bet you could never get her to suck like this. You probably couldn’t even get to her throat,” Eva cheered as Tasha sloppily bobbed. Tasha then sat up, surrounding Chris’s cock with her bountiful breasts. While she massaged the shaft with her tits, she stared down her shitty ex. “Your pathetic cock never deserved this.” Steve flushed, struck dumb.
Chris pulled her up to his lap, massaging her breasts and kissing whatever he could reach, while she slid down onto his cock. While she started to grind, she sucked two of Chris’s fingers and moaned, “in my ass.” Tasha’s gasp was overshadowed, by Steve bursting out, “ugh, Tasha. You’re so disgusting, you useless-“ but Eva and Chris yelled, “shut the FUCK up.”
Tasha started to simmer once Chris got inside her, but seeing a flustered and disgusted, but rock hard Steve pushed her to the edge. When Chris took a nipple in his mouth, she exploded, “oh fuck, I’m cumming. More!” she moaned, grinding harder as Chris closed a hand on her neck, to an instant effect.
She surrendered to Chris who through her aside and buried his face between her luscious thighs. Her first time with Chris, she’d been apprehensive, but she could feel the full effects of his pleasure. Even when she shook and screamed as she came, Chris powered through, making her go again and again, vaguely hearing Eva yell, “-already came more times than you managed in years!”
Tasha guided her partner atop her, where he happily thrust into her slippery wet slit and sucked her nipples. She laughed, seeing Steve watching with hunger and jealousy in his eyes. When chris flipped her over, she arched her back like the perfect nympho she’d learned to be, soon moaning, “is there any lube down here? I need you to fuck my slutty asshole.”
Steve fell to his knees as Eva scrambled to get the lube from the desk. Soon, Chris was piercing her puckered hole with his tip, and inching his way in. He gradually thrust stronger until he was grunting with exertion and a rapidly approaching climax. “Cum on my face! Paint my slutty face with your blasts!”
Chris deftly pulled out and spun her around, just in time to pump rope after rope onto her waiting face. While Chris caught his breath, Tasha fixed her clothes and approached the puddle that used to be her husband. She wiped her heavily cum covered face on his expensive looking shirt, and with a kiss for Eva, grabbed her bag and left.
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Returned Favor
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[This story followed after The Unexpected Office Visit]
It was a long day so I decided to draw a bath. Lit my lavender scented candle , a glass of wine, lavender scented bubble bath and soft soothing music . Oh, and a glass dildo to tease myself. The hot water feels so good on my body and my skin. I’d occasionally tease myself with my glass dildo. I wouldn’t want to get off and finish In the bath because I lose sensation in the water .
My eyes closed, listening to the song played by Alexa, I heard the bathroom door open. You’re home. I am still so turned on about what happened today. Me showing up at your office, giving you head and leaving without a word . I feel hot just thinking about it,
You knelt beside the tub, ran your fingers on my shoulders down to my hand, and kissed it.
“Thank you for today.” You whispered. I smiled.
“All for you babe.”
“Let me take care of you.” You whispered. Took my towel from the rack, helped me out of the bath , wrapped me with my towel and carried me to bed. There you laid me gently and asked me to lay on my stomach . Your hands expertly moved from my shoulders to my back giving me a very sensual massage. I especially like it when you apply heavier pressure on my shoulders, getting lighter and softer to the small of my back. Next you slid your hands down to my buttocks. I love being massaged there. You’re just very good at it. Kneading , massaging , rubbing, squeezing. From the buttocks to the back of my thighs. I love when you slide your hands to my inner thighs barely touching the sides of my pubic area. Barely touching the labia. You are massaging and teasing at the same time. My breathing is heavier and my moans louder.
You turned me over gently and you started with my arms and hands. I love your hand massages . Then ran your hands to the side of my body . To the space between my breasts down to my stomach and belly. Massaged my hipbone and pelvic bone, down to my thighs. As you massaged my inner thighs , your hands grazed my labia. I’m sure you can feel the heat coming from deep within me. Ran your hands down my legs, my shin and my feet. Mmmm how I love a good foot massage. This time I saw you knelt at the foot of the bed.
“Babe, would you let me suck your toes? You asked. I know how much you adore my toes. I’ve never let anyone do that to me. Except you. I nodded and you smiled. Stared into my eyes as you suck each of my toes . The sensation is enveloping my whole being. I don’t know how you do it so good and so sensual. After giving me enough time sucking, your tongue grazed from my legs , to my thighs , to my breasts , nipples, neck and lips. I love the feel of your mustache and beard on my skin. Leaving trails of ecstasy. Your kiss is very passionate. Not rushing . Taking your time tasting all of me. Your expert tongue exploring every corner of my mouth.
I caught your tongue and sucked on it. Sucked and played with it as I would your cock. But then you claimed my tongue again and did the same to me. It’s pure bliss.
Your mouth left mine and I felt your knees parted my legs . Your hands parted them more to give way to your face. Yes, your handsome face. Your face ready to claim me, my whole being. You stared at what I have for you as an offering right now. Legs widely spread, and a glistening pussy all for your taking.
“Mine.” You whispered. I love it when you say that. It makes my body tingle all over. Sent shivers down my spine. You lowered your face and ran your tongue on my slit. It feels so good. After using the tip of your tongue you flattened it and did the same . Back and forth. I swear, I was so wet and probably have creamed already. You parted my lips and pulled the hood of my clit up and pleasured my clit with your tongue. You played with my slit and lips with your fingers and slowly put two fingers in. In and out, reaching for the G spot while your tongue is expertly making love with my clit. Your movements were getting faster and faster and you suddenly stopped.
Then started slow again, building up the intensity . It felt so good I didn’t know where to place my hands. One hand pushed your head down. I stared at you and you fit perfectly between my legs. Sometimes I had to squeeze your head between my legs. I never heard you complain about that and in fact you told me you loved it. My other hand gripped the sheets, and sometimes dug through your skin. I love what you’re doing and I didn’t want you to stop.
“Babe I’m cumming …” I whimpered, and moaned .
“Cum for me baby.” You kept going, kissing, sucking , playing with my clit, rubbing it while two fingers fucking my whole being . I felt my muscles tense, I feel heat spread from my vagina to the rest of my body, pussy walls clenching , tensed, my back arched , my hand pushing your head hard and there it is, my most awaited orgasm. I moaned and growled and whimpered and whispered your name, Nate, as I reached the climax. An earth shattering orgasm that has taken my whole being and left me tingly all over.
“Get some rest babe.” You whispered and gave me a sweet kiss. “We’re not yet done.” You said and winked.
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[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: Free-Use, Rimming, and Butt Plugs, Oh My. (Update 7, I think?)
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Disclaimer(s): This story contains G/G content. If LGBTQ+ incest isn't your thing, feel free to skip! Our names are Marina (30, author/narrator) and Alexa (29, not an author). Yes, we are real sisters. No, we do **not** want dick pics. If you have any honest, non-perverse questions concerning us or our relationship or are looking for advice, feel free to drop us a line! And as always, we hope you enjoy!
**All parties are 18+ years of age and fully consent to all sexual acts. Remember, consent is sexy.**
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At about 9AM, my sister steals herself away and heads out to meet one of her FWBs. Me, on the other hand? I decide to sleep in because it's Saturday and I'm not getting up that early for no reason, I'm not some fucking wild animal. That said, I did manage to drag my white ass out of bed at around 10:30, at which point she was still out. I suppose it's that one FWB she has that lives on the other side of the city, so fair enough, I have some time. After a quick shower, I hop on and check my messages. Apparently the guy we were sexting on Reddit hasn't answered back, neither did one of my friends on Discord. Alright, whatever.
Admittedly I was still a bit horny. Last night, Mom FaceTimed us and she was wearing this Iron Maiden muscle shirt with her 36DD's threatening to pop out the sides and say hello the whole time, and it got us both insanely worked up. Then I got even more roused after we did a JOI with a friend of mine on here. Makes sense that Alexa went out for a bit of a release. I myself wanted to sleep in, so I put in my raccoon tailed butt plug.
Okay, for those of you who aren't aware, I sleep a *lot*. So we've developed a system of consent that relies on, of all things, butt plugs. A white tail means "I want you to wake me up and ravish me at the earliest possible convenience." A jeweled or plain butt plug means "Play it by ear. If you're horny, then feel free." No butt plug means "Let me sleep, please, unless it's an emergency." And a black or raccoon butt plug means "I haven't slept in like 20 hours and if you wake me up I'm gonna go grizzly bear on your ass." Raccoons are nocturnal, get it? Again, people, *consent is sexy*. Butt plugs are sexy, too. But that's beside the point.
Alexa comes back at about 11ish, and I'm making some breakfast (lunch for her) in a white pleated skirt and pink cropped tank top with some fuzzy blue Christmas socks because that no central heating life. Also changed to a more discreet plug, a gold-bodied, pink jeweled one. I'm pretty sure we wear butt plugs more often than actual underwear (certainly when we go out. Seriously, screw panties) but nevermind.
Admittedly I actually didn't have a very good sleep, myself, only having slept for like 4 or 5 hours. But that's life with a sleep disorder, it works both ways. So I'm just making some sausages and scrambled eggs for myself and since I knew she was coming home, I just threw the whole pack in the pan so she'd have something to eat.
"Oh, someone's lookin' good," she teases. I can just sense her eyeballing my ass from across the room as she takes off her jacket, "smells great, too. What're you making?" She struts up to me and hugs me from behind, giving me a gentle kiss on the nape of my neck, "Oh, sausages?"
"No, I'm making pizza. Yes, of course it's sausages," I tease her.
"Wow, okay, thanks Mom," she groans before having a seat.
Alright, food porn time.
The way my grandpa showed me how to make eggs was you cook scrambled eggs in the sausage grease, adding some bacon with it in the same pan. Depending on what sausage you use, the residual oils plus the bacon actually will tint the eggs a green color. Add in salt and pepper and a bit of sharp cheddar cheese, and you've got what my grandpa called "Army Eggs," due to their color. They look a bit strange, but fuck me, they're so fantastic. I plate the both of us and ask her how her FWB went.
"Oh, you know, same as before," she says between bites and affirming grunts -- don't worry, this isn't the only meal she'll be eating today, I can assure you of that.
"Still learning?" I ask.
"Still learning." Her FWB isn't exactly the best at eating pussy. Alexa's the first woman she's had, so I can't really entirely blame her, it is what it is.
"Fair enough," I shrug before finishing up and washing the dishes. After about an hour of us bullshitting, I make my way to my PS5, still having a fairly normal casual conversation with my little sister, who at this point is very clearly furiously horny from a relatively unsatisfying morning quickie. But I have a racing tournament tomorrow in Gran Turismo and have to practice. I pop on some YouTube in the meantime to have something to listen to as I race, but the peace and quiet is suddenly shattered when Alexa comes stomping over, obviously in heat.
"Oh my God, can you just get on with it already," she pouts, her impeccable body blocking my view of the game. Thankfully I'm just grinding singleplayer races and am able to press pause.
"Get on with what, what's wrong?" I groan.
"Oh, you know damn well what's wrong."
I just love it when she gets like this. I absolutely love teasing her, it's so much fun. "I mean hey, if you don't mind me racing, be my guest..." I shuffle down a bit and open up my legs, revealing a freshly-shaven pussy that she immediately eyeballs like a sharpshooter.
Of course she knows I'm gonna make it up to her tonight when I find out how many licks it takes to get to the center of her tootsie-pop. Free-use and ignored sex is a massive kink of ours, but it doesn't mean we're *actually* ignoring or dismissing one another. The best sisters share everything, after all. And me having squirted without her squirting in return makes me a very sad sister, indeed, because that's not fair.
"Look, I don't care, I just wanna... God..." She couldn't even finish her sentence before she was in between my legs. "Oh, I love this color on you," she grins at me, remarking on my choice of butt plug.
"Of course, just for you," I cheekily reply. Her hungry face shifts to a lovely, blissful smile, as if to say, *aww, that's so sweet of you.* Alexa kisses me just above my eagerly-awaiting pussy, her tongue teasing my totally bare pelvis and inner thighs before moving on to the pearl in the middle, and I resume the race.
As my little sister munches away, lifting me up slightly so she can get a better grasp of the butt plug to play with that as well, I continue paying as little attention as humanly possible. I said this once before, but ignored sex is so incredibly intense for me. Think of it like this. Pretend that it's bitingly cold outside, and you're trying not to think about the fact that you're freezing your tits off. Meanwhile there's this guy who keeps shouting directly at you, "My God, it's so fucking *cold out here*." And it just makes the cold so much more intense as a result. The act of you trying to ignore the sensations only stimulate them in your mind. It's the same thing here.
Of course, my pussy's not a liar. Pretty soon I'm making a nice little drool spot on the couch blanket in spite of me trying desperately not to think about Alexa's tongue penetrating me. The feeling was so intense, I could actually detect her tongue piercing as it raked across the roof of my pussy. It felt utterly exquisite, and I struggled so hard not to show it.
After about 4 laps, I finally break concentration and have to pause the game, shoving my sister's face into my crotch as I completely drop the act, leading to her giggling with glee and anticipation. With a loud, animalistic moan, my juices come flying out like an overpressured shower head, coating the love of my life in creamy, delicious lady cum. Not being one to waste a good meal, I immediately drag her up to my face, my body still shaking, and lick her cheeks, forehead, chin, and of course lips clean.
My sister and I take off each other's tops, sandwiching our tits together and doing the tongue tango for a solid 10 minutes, give or take. My hands grip onto her plump, wonderful booty and grind her body across my pussy, the fabric of her leggings providing plenty of friction and getting me hot and bothered again before we peel off the kiss. "Ah*hhh*, that was good," I sigh, knowing damn well that this isn't over. "Oh, crap, I forgot to RSVP to the race tomorrow." (Truthfully I actually did totally forget.)
Alexa, still kissing my open thighs and rubbing my tits, follows me as I clumsily shuffle myself across the couch and retrieve my phone, positioning a pillow in such a way that I can lie down. "Hey, what're we doing tomorrow, anyway?" I ask her as she removes my butt plug, setting it down on the table before pushing me up, getting ready for the second course.
"Good question," she muses just before her tongue finds its home, first licking from the very base of my squeaky-clean ass to my still soaking wet pussy, the cum surely having dripped over my ass by now. "Well, I saw my FWB this morning, so I'm not doing anything. What time's the race?" My little sister's voice is so sexy when it's all broken up by her giving her little kisses and licks on both my holes.
"Oh, nevermind," I glance down at the Discord server's registration tab, as if nothing untoward is happening in my nether regions, "It's not until Monday morning." Time zone difference.
"Oh! So we have tomorrow free?" she asks, two of her fingers teasing the outer rim of my ass.
"Looks like it." *Perfect*, I think to myself. Gives me plenty of time to see one of my much-neglected FWBs in the morning, give her some much-needed attention, and maybe have a FaceTime chat with Mom that lasts longer than about 5 minutes. Meanwhile I'm still just completely ignoring my sister who's in between my legs rimming and fingering me this whole time.
After texting another one of my Battlefield friends for about 10 minutes, I finally have to put the phone down because, fuck me, she's too good. See, this is the downside of sleeping with your sibling for over 10 years, is that they know you better than anyone by now. And we have nearly identical pussies, so anything she likes, she knows I like as well.
And speaking of things she likes, I grant Alexa her wish of a second helping in short order. My thighs open as wide as possible and I grab her wrist, controlling her hand movements as I edge closer before, once again, wildly erupting all over the place. This time, she continues furiously munching my quivering ass. Just the mere thought of something so lewd and devious was enough to keep me going, and within another minute, another was ready to blow.
That's three times I squirted on this poor woman in the span of about 20-odd minutes. Her hair was completely soaked. It looked like she just got out of the shower. It's always remarkable to me how our bodies can produce so much cum in such a short amount of time. Fellow squirters, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
"God, that was luscious," she coos at me, coming back up and meeting my lips again. Her tongue tastes exquisite, especially when coated with my cum, and I spend the next several minutes sucking and fucking it, much to her delight as she giggles and smiles while her tongue twitches in my mouth. I swear, I could make out with this woman for hours (and in fact I have on many, *many* occasions). With a final kiss, she lets me know she's off to go shower, and without skipping a beat, I get right back to doing what I was doing, messaging the league about tomorrow and hopping on to practice racing.
Like I said, of course, she'll get hers later on today. As I sit here, my shaved pussy still quite sensitive from today's events, writing this story like it's the most normal thing in the world, I gotta admit one thing. I am one lucky girl to have such an amazing sister as Alexa.
In fact, she's so amazing that I think that after I publish this story, I'm gonna go see if I can't return the favor. She's playing some Command & Conquer on the PC and snacking on some Happy Cola, and I can't help but notice that the leggings she had on a minute ago are now conspicuously absent...
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Censorship and erotic stories
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Is it true that literotica has censored its site and quietly banned some of its more risqué stories?
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Cheating Fiancé [M24/F25] [Cheating] [Small Tits] [Blowjob]
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This story takes place a few years ago, revolving around the time when my good friend’s fiancé cheated on him with me while they were both at my house.
Our group of friends decided to take a trip to the casino to spend a Saturday night. My friend Mike, his fiancé Sarah, and a few other friends and myself all met there around 9 PM. It was summer time, so it had just started getting dark but was still pretty warm outside.
Our friend group had been close all through high school and college. Mike and Sarah had been dating for about 3 years and had just recently gotten engaged in the previous month or two. We all loved Sarah. She was very nice, fun, easy to get along with. Everyone was good friends with Sarah.
Sarah was a former collegiate softball player and you could definitely tell from looking at her. She kept herself exceptionally fit and wasn’t afraid to subtly show that off. Her ass was big and toned. Probably wouldn’t jiggle much with how much muscle was there but looked inviting nonetheless. Her midsection was toned, accompanied nicely by her small but perky tits, probably a larger A cup. If she wore a push-up bra she could fool you into thinking they were bigger but she was a petite and fit figure. Stood about 5’4” and was very tan, with mid length brown hair.
On that particular night, Sarah was wearing short white denim-type shorts that allowed just the bottom of her ass to hang out slightly when she walked. She wore a deep V-neck shirt that dropped all the way down below her breasts, revealing the top of her stomach. There weren’t any tan lines to see so I guessed she must tan naked at times. Stunning to say the least.
Most of the night was pretty standard. By the time we were getting ready to leave, the majority of the group had gathered in the lounge area enjoying the last of our drinks. I was slightly buzzed but not overly drunk. Sarah had had a few and was feeling it but was still coherent and having fun. As we all say talking to one another, I noticed that Sarah’s shirt had opened up around her breasts, exposing her entire breast and nipple pasty that was conveniently placed to maintain her modesty.
“Sarah…” I said softly to not bring attention to the situation. “Your boob is out!”
Sarah looked at me and then down to her shirt, realizing it was spread open. She laughed and quickly closed it back up, pushing on her breast to try and stick it to her pasty she had on.
“Thanks, Jack,” she said, slightly embarrassed. Sarah winked as she said it, which I brushed off as her just letting me know she appreciated it, but she did it almost in a flirty way. Either way, I was just happy to help her out. Mike was still playing the slots or some table game.
Once everyone finally made it back together, I recommended we all go back to my place. It was the closest and I had some extra room for anyone who wanted to stay since it was already past midnight.
I got home before everyone else arrived and turned on some music that we could all just hang out to. Mike and Sarah arrived first and then a couple other friends showed up and hung out for about a half hour before they left, which just let Mike, Sarah, and myself on the couch.
“Man, I’m fucking exhausted. You said you had a spare bed somewhere, Jack?” Mike asked.
“Yeah it’s just right upstairs to the right, all yours!” I said, gesturing to both Mike and Sarah, assuming she’d be following him up.
“I think I might hang out for a bit longer, I’m not really tired yet,” Sarah said to my surprise. Mike didn’t seemed phased.
“Alright whatever you wanna do! Just try not to wake me up when you come up to bed,” he said, semi-joking and semi-serious.
Mike started up the steps and I heard him close the door to the bedroom. Sarah and myself were sitting in the couch in somewhat of an awkward silence, just listening to music. Finally Sarah broke the silence.
“Thanks for helping me out tonight, Jack. I didn’t even realize I was flashing the whole casino!” She said as she laughed slightly, burying her face in her hands.
“Hey don’t worry about it! It’s not like they could actually see anything anyway since you had that sticker on,” I responded.
Sarah laughed even harder. “You mean my pasties?” Sarah said.
“Yeah I guess so, I wasn’t sure what they were called! I don’t have to worry about them!” I said laughing.
We sat for a few moments laughing with each other.
“I don’t think anyone would’ve been too upset anyway if they saw it!” I said trying to keep the joke alive.
Sarah decided to play along.
“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” Sarah said.
I was stuck, unsure what to say. I didn’t want to come off as flirty with my friend’s fiancé but I was having fun too.
“You’re a sexy girl, Sarah. And who doesn’t love boobs?” I said.
Thankfully, Sarah wasn’t offended by what I said.
“Well no one has even said they were disappointed after seeing them so maybe you’re onto something!” Sarah said.
Sarah had a bit of a “slutty” history one could say. Not that she was what I would call a slut, but there were stories of her being ‘free’ with her sexual escapades at times that had circulated through our friend group.
“Yeah I’m not sure I’ve ever been upset with any that I’ve seen!” I said.
We talked for a few more minutes before Sarah yawned and said she was getting tired.
“Yeah it is getting a little late. Hopefully Mike didn’t accidentally lock the door, it can be tricky sometimes.” I said.
“Oh that’s okay, I’m just gonna stay down here on the couch. He snores when he drinks anyway.”
“Oh alright, I’ll get you a blanket and pillows then,” I said. I gathered some up from in one of the closets and brought them back out to Sarah. She had already kicked off her shoes and was sitting in her shirt (still playfully almost showing her nipples) and underwear, legs crossed on the couch.
“Here you go!” I said, trying not to bring any attention to her sitting there in just her underwear. Sarah thanked me and I decided to hit the bathroom downstairs before going up to bed. On my way back out, I decided I’d ask Sarah if she needed anything else before I went to bed. I walked around the corner into the room.
“Hey so do you need a cup of water or any……”
Something was off. Sarah was sitting there covered by the blanket just under her armpits, but something was off. It took me a few seconds until I realized that she must have removed her shirt because her shoulders and upper chest were bare.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude, I was just gonna see if you wanted water!” I said quickly, diverting my look away from her.
Sarah sat there without saying anything, waiting for me to look back at her. After she didn’t respond, I looked back to her on the couch. She had a smirk on her face, biting her lower lip subtly.
“I was hoping you’d come back in. Maybe I can repay you for helping me out earlier?….” Sarah said seductively.
*well this is a turn of events* I thought to myself. My mind was going 100 mph in all directions.
Without waiting for an answer, Sarah slowly pulled down the blanket, revealing her small, perky, tan tits. I could just make out her belly button by the time she stopped pulling it down. Her nipples were hard and I could see her face blush. She brought up one hand and cupped one of her breasts, accentuating it’s perkiness.
I felt my cock jump in my shorts and I instinctively reached down to try and adjust myself.
“So I guess that means you like them?” Sarah said.
*fuck yeah I do!* I thought.
*that’s your buddy’s girl though man what are you doing?* I also thought.
Sarah must have noticed I was at odds with myself.
“Maybe this can convince you.”
She continues to pull the blanket down, eventually kicking it completely off of her with her feet. It fell to the floor in front of the couch. She brought her legs back up and spread them apart, revealing that she had also removed her panties. She had a slight landing strip shaved into her pubes. Her pussy opened slightly with her legs, revealing that she was slightly aroused already. Her lips were perfectly symmetrical, spread open just slightly.
My cock was raging towards a full erection. I put my hand down to try and cover myself up out of embarrassment.
“Listen, I’m going to make this easy for you, Jack. I want to fuck you. I’ve always thought you were attractive since Mike introduced us. So if you want, we can right now. I won’t tell anyone obviously. But if you don’t, that’s fine. You can just go up to bed and we’ll forget all about it…….or at least I will. I’m sure you won’t….” She said with a smile and a wink.
“Fucking hell…” I mumbled under my breath as I approached Sarah on the couch. She smiled as she saw my decision was her. She sat forward as I approached her, sitting on the edge of the couch.
Before I could even do anything, Sarah reached forward and grabbed my shorts, quickly pulling them down to my ankles. My cock sprung towards her face which was met with a slight squeal of excitement.
“God, I didn’t know you were this big too…” she said as she wrapped her hands around the base of my dick. My 8” stared directly at her, throbbing.
Sarah opened her mouth and took in the first 4” of my manhood. Her warmth of her mouth was amazing, nearly dropping me to my knees. She kept my cock in her mouth for a moment, adjusting to the size. I could feel her teeth slightly as she opened wider to accommodate me.
Slowly she began bobbing her head, tilting it slightly from side to side as she sucked me. Her hand worked the base of my cock in a twisting motion as well, creating a symphony of pleasure. I honestly almost came right then and there.
She opened her eyes and made contact with me, slurping my cock down more and more with each bob of her head. I was pulsating, growing harder and harder with each thrust of her head along my cock. I could feel the head of my dick touching the back of her throat, but she never gagged.
Sarah moaned while I was still in her mouth, sending a vibration along my shaft.
“Oh fuck that’s good…” I said, grabbing ahold of her head. I didn’t force her down, just more or less kept guiding her in a rhythmic fashion. I looked down again to see Sarah was playing with herself as well, rubbing her clit with her free hand, moaning.
I felt the pings of an oncoming orgasm beginning. I pulled my cock out of Sarah’s mouth to her surprise.
“I’m gonna cum too quick if you keep blowing me like that, you’re fucking amazing,” I said.
Sarah smiled as she wiped her mouth with her forearm. She laid back onto her back in the corner of the couch, spreading her legs apart.
“Fuck me before you cum then!” She said quietly, trying to maintain the enthusiasm of the moment without being too loud to wake Mike.
I removed my shirt and kicked off my shorts. I knelt down slightly, placing my one knee on the couch to get the proper angle while still standing on my other leg. I grabbed my throbbing cock and pointed it at her wet opening. I leaned forward and felt the head of my cock enter Sarah, her tightness immediately wrapping around me.
Sarah moaned quietly, feeling fulfilled with my cock in her.
I continued to push forward until I felt the base of my dick up against Sarah, completely inside of her. She gasped at my size filling her up, her eyes wide open staring at me with lust.
“Fuck me hard…” she begged.
I obliged. It took me a couple thrusts to get into rhythm before I was fucking Sarah fast and hard. I could feel my balls slapping against her, her quiet moans pushing me forward. I grabbed her leg and put it up on top of my shoulder, giving me a handle to control her with.
“Oh fuck yes yes yes yes yes!” Sarah said quickly in a whisper. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!!!” She said with more enthusiasm.
I kept the rhythm and continued fucking Sarah until I felt the involuntary contractions of her vagina around my dick as I entered her, her orgasm taking control of her body. Her hips arched upwards and I kept going, watching her small tits bounce slightly with each thrust. Sarah’s face turned red and blushed as she experienced the pleasure, her eyes rolling as she bit her lip to keep from screaming in pleasure.
After a moment it began to subside and I also slowed myself down. I wasn’t sure how I was still lasting. I guess that’s one good thing about having a few drinks beforehand. I thrusted a couple more times before sitting idle inside of her, letting her catch her breath.
Sarah opened her eyes and looked at me with more lust than before.
“Sit down,” she said. I removed my manhood, still throbbing, from her and sat down next to her. Sarah sat up, her toned abs still semi-contracted from the orgasm.
In a fluid motion, she grabbed my shoulder and swung her leg over me, straddling me on the couch. Her hair covered my face as I felt her reach down and grab my cock as she slid down on top of it, filling herself once again. She looked up at me as she did so, embracing me in a deep and lustful kiss.
I moaned at how great she felt. I was fully inside of her and could feel my head of my dick hitting her cervix.
I didn’t end up lasting much longer. Sarah began to grind on top of me, rubbing her clit against me, rhythmically grinding along my cock. She reached back with her free hand and started to cup my balls, squeezing them slightly which added an entire new sensation to the mix. She leaned back some so that she was sitting completely upright on my cock, grinding away as she worked me from behind. I could see a small sweat glistening on her small chest. Her hand made its way lower, just below my balls as she applied pressure, generating an immense amount of pleasure for me.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I said quietly.
Sarah quickly jumped off of me and knelt between my legs. She grabbed ahold of my dick and directed it towards her mouth where she stuck in just the head. I could feel her tongue flicking back and forth across it as she stroked me with her hand.
I erupted, shooting cum directly into her mouth. I lifted up slightly on the couch as I pushed into her mouth further, filling her with my warm cum. Sarah squeezed harder, attempting to milk every ounce out of me as she worked my cock. I could feel myself pulsating as I shot rope after rope deep into her throat. She closed her eyes as her mouth filled.
Finally my orgasm began to subside and Sarah slowed down her strokes. I felt a small suction on my cock and realized that she was swallowing all of my cum before removing me from her mouth. Still slightly out of breath, Sarah placed her head beside my cock (which she still held in her hand) and smiled at me.
“We’ll that was fun!” She said.
My mind was still running in circles but I had the whereabouts to at least respond.
“Fucking amazing,” was all I could muster.
Sarah stood up and put her panties back on, as well as her shirt. She sat down next to me on the couch and handed me my shorts.
“Put those on, just in case Mike comes down. Also, don’t forget that the tux fitting is next Tuesday!” She said, alluding to her wedding with Mike that was still being planned.
“Yeah I won’t forget,” I said as I put on my shorts, still confused and cloudy from my orgasm. “I’m just gonna head up to bed.” I said.
“Sleep tight!” Sarah said, “And thanks again…” she snuck in before covering up for bed herself.
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[b/S] my brother has a breeding kink and im mad at him
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so my brother and i fuck pretty frequently, we're not dating and we're not exclusive. we've explored kinks together and tried out a lot of things and discovered new fetishes as two consenting adults.
recently he's been begging me to lay off birth control (we go raw and get tested regularly, especially because we aren't exclusive). at first he was trying to be sly and said it was out of concern because my body was out of whack because of them (he's not wrong), but after constantly saying no, he admitted it was because he thinks the risk of knocking me up turns him on. A Lot. at first i was a little mad at him for feigning concern, and then i was really mad at him for trying to get off with no regard to my autonomy or safety. I do not want kids, i never will and never have and i definitely dont want inbred children. what's even worse is that i suspected nothing when he asked me to stop taking birth control since he's knocked up his fair share of girls (aunt to 4 of his kids, all of different mothers, thank fuck we're affluent enough that he can send money to those mothers regularly), so all in all im mad at him and a little mad at myself. obviously i'm going to stop having sex with him because now i dont trust him enough. this isn't a confession because i dont feel guilty about anything, but rather a sort of psa to not be an asshole.
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[B/S] Confessed to My Little Sister I have a Crush on Her
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So, we are technically just half siblings, sharing a dad but not a mom, and as such we live with our respective mothers.
When we did see each other tho, we always had an awesome relationship, always playing together and hanging out.
Most recently, however, I felt we were kind of drifting apart, and I didn't want that, so I tried to talk to her directly, try to get us to hang out alone and all. The thing is, I always kind of had a thing for her. We always been pretty close, physical with each other, even, but nothing major.
When I did get to speak with her recently, she seemed happy, but distant, and through the months, I felt like we got on and off of being closer and farther from each other. Sometimes I even felt a spark of romantic feelings blossoming between us, but then It was crushed the next day.
So, last week I made my move, I told her about how I feel about her, that I love her, and would never wanna see her hurt, and wanted to be there for her, to care for her, as more than a brother, if she'd have me.
I feared she would freak out, but she didn't, she still felt distant, and she said she felt confused and that she didn't love me as much as I loved her. She also mentioned speaking to her mom, and now I think maybe she's feeling the same, but maybe thinks it won't work out? Maybe because of something her mom told her.
I mean, in the end I can't really blame her mom, but if my sister has even a spark of romantic feelings for me, I wanna have the chance to prove that I'll move whatever obstacles in our way, so we can be together, If she'll have me.
If anyone here has any advice, it will be grestly appreciated.
I'm 22 and she is 19, for the record.
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My Son and Buddies Oil His Mom .
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It was only a month ago that I accompanied my son and his two best friends as they took his Stepmom for a ride. My older brother was thier chauffeur , he was happy to get his big vintage Station Wagon on the road. We cruised up into the lush forested California foothills , it was a beautiful warm spring day , wildflowers in bloom and birds singing everywhere.
He pulled off the small twisting two lane road onto a gravel side road , tree limbs and wild ferns brushed the sides of the big four door wagon. My brother stopped under a towering pine tree in a small green meadow .
All four car doors swung open , my brother pulled me out by my feet , my son and his friends pulled his Momma from the back seat and stripped her naked , she was shrieking as they threw her down on the wide back seat. My son pulled her to the edge of the seat and held her legs spread wide open. His friends were looking at her hairless pink cunny as they dropped thier pants.
My huge brother held me and made me watch the three teenagers gangbang my little wifes glistening wet pussy. My son took last place in the line and dipped his throbbing cock into his Mommys cum soaked cunt. She was bucking up and down , an occasional squirt pushed hot cum from her engorged puffy lips...
Her helpless little pussy was at the perfect height on the back seat to be fucked standing up ,by the boys ,and finally my brothers fat , ten inch cock . When he finished inside her , the sun lit up her sweet cunny honey and the warm man sauce that was dribbling down her folds and over her small brown asshole .
After a few minutes she slipped from the back seat and with her perfect breasts gently bouncing she looked down at all the soupy fluids running down her legs . She is only 4ft8 inches tall so she looked really small as she wrapped her arms around each teenager and my brother. She was laughing and kissing each one of them and gushing thank you , thank you guys ! And so ended Annies first of many to come fantasy roleplay gangbangs.
She was floating on clouds for days after her gangbang. My son and his best friends , Jim and Davey had been seduced by my loveable nyphomainiac wife a while back. The boys were now in their first year of College and always came straight out to our house in the country whenever they were on holiday or extended weekends .
Her and I had many 'Throuples' with a few of our best friends and my big stepbrother Gene . After my wife and son confessed to me that they had been having sex ( her idea) for a couple years , and that she pulled his lifelong best friends into her totally perverted club, I totally gave in . I always loved to watch her fuck so helped them in every way I could .
Oh , and she had been an avid exhibitionist since she was really young. I enjoyed our time at the Nudist colony , she made many old and many young guys hard every chance she got .We had a great swimming pool behind the house , secluded by many acres of orchards.My son's friends were both on the swim team and were in our pool alot over the years .
Before the boys got old enough to fuck my son's Mother she went out of her way to expose herself to the teens at our pool. Skimpy thoungs , and itsey bittsey bikinis that mysteriously failed in front of their horny eyes , bikini bottoms that tucked into her hairless cunny . She would sit by the pool as they swam up to where she was in her lounge chair , pussy lips hiding bikini bottom strip .
She loved to tell me each time what she did to 'accidentally ' let the boys see most of her cunny. My son told me that he had told his buddies that he went to the nudist colony with us since he was a kid .
Davey and Jim went crazy as my son , Noah told them how she waxed her pussy and even had her asshole bleached so that everything was pink ."do you get to see her cunt up close they excitedly asked?" Noah said " you can't ever tell anyone, ok ? he got affirming nods from them , when we are at the nudist camp , everytime my dad goes to the pool or somewhere she asks if I want to put baby oil on her .
" We stay in a tent cabin ,you can see out of the mesh siding but not in , she would wait until Dad was safely away from the tent and would sit down and pour oil in my hand and spread her legs . She would put my hand on her cunny and tell me to rub it every where. She would sometimes open the lips and have me rub the pink button she called her" clitty ' . It was our secret , Dad never found out .!"
"Do you think she would let us put oil on her Davey asked " Noah thought for a moment ," can't hurt to ask I guess ". Annie smiled as my son asked her about the request " Your father is gone next weekend , tell them to come over , they can go swimming with you and I . I probably will need help putting on my suntan lotion , that could be fun .," My son hugged her and kissed her cheeks, " thanks Mommy he whispered " .
The three boys were in the pool when Annie walked from the back porch to the lounge chair by the pool house at the far end of the pool. She was wearing red high heels and the tiniest thoung ever . A tall margarita in one hand and a large container of suntan lotion in the other.
Her boobs and firm ass bounced as she headed for the chair. " Come over here and help me boys" . She laid on her back and looked up at them . Her legs opened wide slowly as she looked into the boys faces. " Well , I want everything oiled , okay? I don't want to get lotion on my thong , so I want to take it off . Will you guys not tell on me ? she whispered " Oh no .. never ! Said both friends.
Annie dribbled oil on her boobs and thighs , and finally on her naked bald cunny . " I'm going to close my eyes now , please get busy boys " .My son told me that his buddies went right to her pussy. They rubbed and let their fingers go inside her folds and down to her tiny asshole , their hands dripping suntan lotion.
As they were doing her breasts and at least two hands were probing her crack she spread her legs wider and forced one set of fingers deep inside her hot pink pussy. The boys watched fascinated as she began shaking and moaning out loud. Then all of a sudden she shreaked out and squirted hot juice all over the young hands on her snatch...
The teenagers didn't know what happened , " it's really good boys , you did a great job , come back tomorrow please , I love the way you guys protect me from nasty sunburns " .
,(All characters over 18 )
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Hot Tub Threesome - Created by ChatGPT [Part 2]
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Sarah let out a soft moan as she dipped her toes into the hot tub, enjoying the sensation of the warm water enveloping her skin. Emily and Alex followed suit, their bodies sliding into the water and sighing in contentment.
"Isn't this amazing?" Sarah said, leaning her head back against the edge of the tub. "I'm so glad we decided to do this."
Emily chuckled. "I knew you would be. You're always up for a little adventure."
Alex grinned, his eyes flicking back and forth between Sarah and Emily. "I'm just happy to be along for the ride," he said, his voice low and husky.
As they soaked in the tub, their hands began to wander, exploring the curves and contours of each other's bodies. Sarah's heart raced as she felt Emily's fingers brush against her thigh, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.
"You have such soft skin," Emily whispered, her fingers tracing circles around Sarah's knee.
Sarah giggled, the sensation sending tingles of pleasure through her body. "I try to take good care of it," she said, running her hand down Emily's arm.
Alex watched the two women, his eyes dark with desire. "You two are so beautiful," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
Sarah and Emily smiled at him, their hands reaching out to pull him closer. As the three of them kissed, their bodies pressed together in the warm water, they felt an electric charge pass between them.
After some time, they made their way back to Sarah's hotel room, their bodies buzzing with anticipation. Sarah poured the champagne, the bubbles tickling their noses as they raised their glasses in a toast.
"Here's to new experiences," Sarah said, grinning.
They clinked their glasses together and downed the champagne, their lips meeting in a tangle of desire. Clothes were shed quickly, and soon they were all naked on the bed, their bodies writhing together in a frenzy of passion.
"God, I love the way you feel," Emily moaned as Sarah kissed her way down her body.
Sarah looked up at Emily, a wicked grin on her face. "I bet you'll like this even more," she said, positioning herself between Emily's legs.
Alex watched as Sarah used her tongue to bring Emily to the brink of orgasm, her body writhing with pleasure. He couldn't resist any longer and joined in, his hands and mouth exploring every inch of their bodies.
Sarah, Emily, and Alex were lost in a sea of desire, their bodies writhing together in a frenzy of passion. They were eager to explore each other and try new things, experimenting with different positions and sensations.
As Sarah lay on the bed, her legs spread wide, Emily knelt between them, her tongue expertly flicking over Sarah's clit. Sarah's back arched, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she moaned in pleasure.
Alex was behind Emily, his hands on her hips as he thrust into her. Emily moaned around Sarah's clit, the vibrations adding to the pleasure coursing through Sarah's body.
"God, that feels amazing," Sarah gasped, her eyes closed in ecstasy.
Alex pulled out of Emily and positioned himself in front of Sarah, offering his cock to her lips. Sarah eagerly took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head as she sucked him deeply.
Emily was now lying on her back, her legs spread wide as Alex knelt between them, his cock buried deep inside her. Sarah watched with fascination as Emily's body contorted in pleasure, her head thrown back and her hands gripping the sheets.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Alex groaned, his pace quickening.
Emily's body shook with pleasure as Alex thrust into her, his fingers expertly massaging her clit. Sarah watched in awe, her own body thrumming with desire.
As Alex and Emily reached their peak, Sarah joined in, her own orgasm ripping through her body in a wave of pleasure. They collapsed together on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and their breathing heavy.
"That was incredible," Emily panted, her voice hoarse with emotion.
Alex and Sarah nodded in agreement, their bodies still humming with pleasure.
"What else should we try?" Sarah asked, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
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[F] 18 yo asian - because of this subreddit, I sexted for the first time and made someone cum >:)
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hi guys exciting news! **I recently sexted someone for the first time!!!**
for context, I come from a traditionally asian household who's pretty conservative with how I act, dress, and portray myself. and so growing up I've typically been a little timid, especially to people online…
however, I recently started posting my experiences on this subreddit, and I've gotten a lot more out of my comfort zone! I've gotten so much positive support and feedback from sharing my experiences (thank you guys, everyone is really nice!!). I'm slowly starting to grow as a person, becoming more comfortable with sharing my experiences, and even sharing my photos of myself with people :)
anyways, basically as the title says, **I recently sexted someone for the first time!** He found me through one of my recent reddit posts and we kinda clicked right off the bat! he was very sweet and a gentleman so I was more comfortable with him right off the bat.
as we got more comfortable, we started sharing pictures and even voice messages haha- i was nervous at first but he told me i had a veeery cute & adorable voice which was sweet because i never really liked my own voice :3. this eventually led with him sharing photos of his hard cock-
now this guy had a really **nice cock.. I mean really nice**. it was big and thicker than anyone ive been with!! and so i was pretty turned on already.
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he showed me how hard he was, and how good I made him feel as he stroked his big thick dick. i reciprocate the love by sharing more photos and by letting him know that i really want his dick inside my tight little hole, and that i wanted his juices inside me..
..and it wasn’t long till he ended up letting me know….**he came!! :P**
honestly, it feels so great to know that I can be pleasuring somebody like this even if we’re miles and miles apart- I'm thankful for this subreddit and everyone here for letting me explore a side of me I didn't know I had :)
**let me know your sexting stories!! this was my first time and it was thrilling :3**
(btw, when i refer to “this subreddit” i really mean this one and a couple other subs like sluttyconfs because i’m active in both haha)
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[M/S] Coming home to Mom - Part 1 - Promises
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Dear Reader,
Like all true stories, this one has many layers and sub layers. I don't know why what happened happened. But it happened. I promise.
And through this exercise, with you as my witness and judge, I'm trying to understand why it happened. Why i am here, telling this story. But we must begin at the beginning. I will set up some context so you can first see the world as I have seen it.
Partly because to understand what happened, dear Reader, you need to understand us. So join me as I begin to unpeel the layers of the onion.
##The core - The context of my childhood - My early childhood relationship with my mom
My mother always said, "I love you more than anyone else because I had a 9 month headstart on loving you." Growing up, my dad wasn't around a lot. He was always traveling for work. Eventually, he met someone and cheated on my mom during one of his "business trips".
I was 8 years old at the time. I remember watching my mother break down and cry on the floor. I remember holding her hand to comfort her - unable to understand the concept of divorce - and promising her that I would never leave her.
She asked, with tears and a smile, "Promise?" "Promise" I said.
##Age 18 - Bouncy tummy
Picking up what at that point had seemed like an insurmountable burden, a cataclysmic chasm, a voracious void that consumed everything in its path, against all odds, we persevered. We made a small happy family for ourselves. My mother worked at a beauty salon, and somehow in our little one bedroom apartment, we found paradise.
Even at the height of my rebellious phase, I'd always honour my commitments to my mom. Friday night movies in PJs, reviewing bad restaurants, going on long drives in our rickety old car. We had each other.
We developed some close rituals, where I would lay my head on her tummy and pretend to bounce on her soft tummy while she laughed. The sound of her laughter always made me laugh.
Sometimes I would lift up her shirt and kiss her bouncy tummy. There was nothing weird about it. It was normal. It was the sound of home. There was mold on the walls we couldn't get fixed, but it was home.
"I'm gonna miss you when you go off to college." She said.
"I'll get a job, go to a local college and stay at home." I replied, "I'm not going anywhere."
"No no", she absent mindedly said. "I want you to go chase your dreams."
"My dreams are right here." I replied kissing her tummy.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
##Age 22 - Breaking a Promise
A few years later, I had grown out of my dreams in a dilapidated apartment. I realized that I had bigger than could fit into this one bedroom apartment. I wanted to go away for college but I couldn't make scholarship. I didn't even get into any of my dream schools. I got wait listed at one of my safety schools.
In my country, if you're wait listed, they call you when there's a vacancy and you have to show up the next day to claim your seat. If you're late, they give you seat to someone who did show up.
Getting waitlisted meant waiting for months in a motel room in a different city miles away, waiting for a phone call that may never come. It was a stressful time. My estranged father agreed to pay for the tuition and boarding but refused to accompany us or help out with his time. So my mom took a month off work without pay and agreed to stay with me.
I asked her not to. I told her I'd manage. I'd be fine. But she would have none of it. "You need someone there to support you" she kept saying over and over. In a cheap motel room with a shitty TV that had terrible picture quality, we waited. With nothing to do. I was stressed and bitter.
But my mom and I watched TV all day and tried to reconnect with some of our old rituals - walking around town, going to flea markets, trying local street food, back to the room, repeat. I never told her this but I was glad she was there.
One day, we couldn't sleep. So we were flipping through channels and we ended up stumbling onto a racy Italian movie. We didn't speak Italian and there was no subtitles so we decided to just make up our own lines to correspond to the scenes.
It was a scene about a boss flirting with his secretary.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Peggy. Your work is simply not upto our standards. I need to keep a close eye on you." I said in an atrocious attempt at an Italian accent.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Sylvio. I'm a little wee girl. I'm sure I can be trained by someone of your stature.", she said she hands in a damsel position, squeezing her breasts.
"Well. You'll have to work closely under me then." I replied.
"I will do whatever is required. I am a hard working lady." She chimes in.
"Will you be able to give more than what is required?" I looked at my mother.
At this point, she gets carried away, and unbuttons a button of her PJs, exposing her cleavage, squeezes her breasts with her arms, and says "I will put all my heart into it."
I was gobsmacked at the sight of her cleavage, and I could feel my dick stir in my pants. I didn't want her to see it. She did sense my unwavering stare at her cleavage. She laughed. Kissed my cheek and turned my face at the TV, where the boss and the secretary had started making out.
She held me close and that night, I watched 2 Italian actors fuck in the close, soft, intimate embrace of my mother. I could feel her heart beating fast. She could feel mine. But we stuck together. My dick was so hard. She had to have sensed it. But she didn't acknowledge it.
After the scene, I put my head on her Bouncy tummy and lay down in bliss.
"When you get into college..."She started.
"If I..." I interrupted.
"WHEN you get into college", she quickly interjected putting her finger on my lips to shut me up. "I want you to call me everyday."
For the first time in a long time, I lifted up her PJs and kissed her Bouncy tummy on the navel. "I will."
"Promise?"
I kissed her tummy again. This time for slightly longer.
"Promise."
In the world of uncertainties, at least this ritual was certain. And before we knew it, we were fast asleep, enclosed in an urgent embrace.
##Age 23 - Breaking a heart
I never liked the idea of hell as understood in contemporary culture. To me, hell is a place where no living memory of paradise exists. To me, hell is a place blemished by the curse of forgotten promises and broken words. It is where hedonism takes over the simplicity and the submission of faith.
It is surprising how easy it is for us to forget the delicate touch of paradise. Once in college, I began to look at this mom phase of me as a relic of a past, an untold story in the vaults of my memories, an irrelevant episode that languished in an untouched drawer in my dorm room.
I was having sex with girls my own age, partying till dawn, drinking and smoking weed. I was trying to apply myself at school. There was so much going on. Once, I didn't speak to mom for weeks. She called everyday. I never answered.
When I finally did...
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???" She screamed.
"Woah woah woah"
"I've been alone here, worrying about you and you can't give me a call!!!"
"I've been busy."
"We had a deal! We. Had. A. Deal!" She shrieked. That was the first time I heard her shriek. It stirred something in me.
"Why are you being like this? I've got stuff to do!"
"Oh and I'm just your mother who's sitting around waiting for the phone to ring who has nothing to do, right?" She protested.
"You're being psychotic!" I pipped back.
"Don't you talk to me like that, you jerk! After all I've done for you? Did you forget everything?" She said indignant.
"You were the one who asked me to chase my dreams, remember?"
"NOT WITHOUT ME!"
"Well mom. Listen. I can't carry your emotional health all my life. It's not my fault you have nothing going for you."
"What the fu--"
"Maybe this is why dad left."
Silence.
Silence.
I heard her voice crack. She said, not shrieking for the first time, fighting her tears like a lioness, my lioness would "How could you say that, baby? You promis..."
"Mom. I'm busy. Bye."
Click.
Dear Reader,
I know. I can sense you judging me. I FUCKING KNOW!
This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. It is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
There is more but I need to pause to collect my emotions. If this story gains traction, if anyone cares, I'll tell more of it. I want to tell it all.
For now, leave your thoughts in the comments. I want to hear all of them.
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Bad Decisions: Part Two 21+ [F36/M44] [Straight Sex] [Cleavage] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Oral Sex] [Cleavage] [Curvy Woman]
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Chapter Two: Trying to Get Ahead
Another night and another dream, I woke up again to an empty bed. At least I had my son Clayton. I had a big day planned. He wanted to go to the water park.
I got changed, and we headed for the water park. As usual, during the summer, the place was jammed pack, wall to wall people, with kids running around like crazy.
It was fun watching Clayton run around and play with the others. That was the thing about Clayton. He never met a stranger. He was always making friends wherever he went.
It took hours to get Clayton out of the water and into the car so that we could head home. He left with new friends to add to his growing number of friends online and on his video game systems.
'Crap,' I thought as I pulled up to the house.
Jesse was waiting for me, leaning against his truck. I had forgotten about him coming over to look over the deck.
"Go inside and get changed," I told Clayton as I pulled into the driveway.
"I took a look around," Jesse said as he approached me. "It doesn't look good."
I nodded, not wanting to open my mouth and say something I shouldn't. I knew Jesse was the one that told on me, I knew I shouldn't be mad at him because I was the one that did the cheating, but I was furious.
"So, there are a couple of options," Jesse said.
Again, I nodded as he started to go over the options. He, of course, started with the most expensive one, which I turned down immediately. The other two were just as bad. I agreed on the last one, it would take the most time, but it was the cheapest.
Jesse wrote it all up for me and handed me the piece of paper. It was going to be one guy tearing it all down, then rebuilding it by himself. It would take a few weeks as he was going to do it in his spare time, but at least it would get done and cost me a lot less.
As Jesse was leaving, he turned to look at me. "You know," he said as he approached me again. "You can be mad at me all you want, you can also never talk to me again, but it wasn't me that sucked Johnny's cock in front of seven other people, while your best friend was shouting at you to stop, that wasn't me, that was all you!"
He turned around and headed for his truck. Jesse was right, and I knew it. I watched as his truck pulled away.
After the incident, I never saw Johnny again, although I did hear from him after I got divorced. Johnny messaged me and asked if I wanted to meet him. I knew what he meant when he said he wanted to meet. He wanted more than to meet and talk. A lot of men did as soon as the news got out.
I was the talk of the bar, and I was sure many other places. Guys would look at me with a smile or ask me for my number. Something they didn't do when I was married or before the incident. Even now, if someone talked about it, I would get looks.
Jesse's words stung for the rest of the day and into my night shift at the bar. I still remember everything. It wasn't like I blacked out or anything like that; I remember looking at Johnny with his tight abs and muscular chest. I remember him looking down at my bare chest and admiring the size of my tits.
We were flirting, and that's when it happened. Johnny just took it out. Instead of pushing him away or saying something, I, well, I did what I did.
I kept going back to that night many times but never came up with a clear-cut reason for doing it.
"Hey!" a voice said, breaking me out of my daydream and returning to the present.
"What?" I asked.
The guy ordered a drink, and I sighed as I made it.
The night was more of the same, guys ordered drinks, and I made them.
"So," one of the guys said as it was getting close to closing time.
"Nope," I replied.
"What was I going to say?" he asked.
"You were going to ask if you could take me home, or walk me to my car, or something along those lines," I said as I cleaned up. "And to all those thoughts, the answer is no."
"Unless your name is Johnny," another man said.
"Hank," I said as I looked at the man. "Haven't seen you around since."
"That night," Hank said as he sat down.
"We are closing," I said.
"One drink," Hank smiled.
"Okay," I nodded. I poured him a beer and set it down in front of him. "Just one."
"You look the same," Hank said as he looked at me.
"It hasn't been that long," I said, staring at him.
Hank was the friend that brought Johnny to the bar that night. I hadn't seen or heard from him since. "So, what brings you back?" I asked. "Last I heard you got a nice gig out west somewhere."
"It was nice," Hank nodded. "But there is no place like home, right?"
"Uh-huh," I nodded.
Hank was always up to something. His mind was always working on an angle, something that either made him a decent amount of money or got him laid. I had known him since high school.
"Fine," Hank said as I kept staring at him. "I heard about your little problem, thought I could help out."
"My problem," I laughed. "What problem is that?"
"Your divorce, and I heard you haven't been with another man since," Hank smiled.
"That's none of your business," I said.
"Oh please, your girl toys must be working overtime," Hank said as he looked at the other man. "This woman right here, once took three guys and drained their balls, and still wanted more," Hank smiled.
I shook my head. "I was nineteen," I said. "That was a long time ago."
"How about Jason's party, on your twentieth?" Hank smiled. "Four guys that time," he nudged the guy. "Including yours truly."
"A lot of alcohol," I said, shaking my head. "And I mean a lot!"
"Or how about the night in question, that wasn't too long ago," Hank smiled. "Sucked my boys cock, right there in front of everyone," Hank shook his head. "The way your head just bobbed up and down, it was like looking at a professional, you didn't even stop to catch your breath."
"It wasn't that big," I said, shaking my head.
"Didn't stop you from slurping all that cum down, while he held your head down," Hank said, again looking at the man beside him. "He pushed her head down and held it down with both hands, you should have seen it," Hank laughed.
"That's it," I said. I took the beer back and poured it down the sink. "You can go."
"I must have hit a nerve," Hank smiled as he got up. "If you change your mind, I am at the Quality down on fifth, next to the Waffle House," Hank said as he walked away.
I had no intention of visiting Hank. How dare he bring up the past like that? From high school to now, he had always been a pain in my side.
Hank knew how much I loved the jocks, with their muscular bodies and, 'Dammit!,' I thought I was doing it again. "Casey, I am leaving, can you close up?" I said to my helper.
"Absolutely," Casey chimed as she came around the bar.
I sat in my car in the parking lot, trying to calm myself down. Everything Hank had said was true. The moment I turned eighteen, I turned into a complete slut, a whore, or whatever the guys called me.
For so long, I was cooped up in my house. While stupid and drunk most of the time, my parents kept me in my place. Straight to school and straight back home. I guess they didn't want me to repeat what had happened with them, they never told me what happened, but I could do the math, and it wasn't hard to figure out that they had me earlier than they wanted.
Sure, I kissed and made out with guys before, but nothing that pushed passed the boundaries and nothing under the clothes.
The very following night after my eighteenth birthday party. I sucked off four of the football players in the locker room of our school after we broke in to litter the place. After that night, everything was on the table.
I wanted to do it all. No holds barred. I had been face fucked, anal fucked, double and triple penetrated. My tits were fucked daily as most of the guys. Especially Hank couldn't get enough of them. I was a cock whore, and I loved it.
Even through all of that, Jacob still flirted with me and treated me with high respect. Not once did he make a move on me. Even though he knew what was going on, he knew everything.
After that night in the woods, when I took Jacob's virginity, I settled down. The past came just that, the past.
I never had a boyfriend before, not someone I would be loyal to, so it was hard at first. Jacob was fine with me flirting, but I never did anything with anyone else. Not until that night.
I always tried to sum up the reason I did it and think of any reason why I would betray Jacob's trust. Sex with Jacob was always mind-blowing good. He had a thick and long white cock that I loved. He would use toys on me anytime I wanted and always ensured I was satisfied.
I tried to blame it on him travelling a lot, but that wasn't the reason either. The moment he came home, he made every day he was home about Clayton and me.
The simple reason was I made the wrong decision. Since then, I quit drinking; I wasn't like some people who drank to take the edge of the day away; no, I was just like my parents. I drank and drank until I was completely and utterly blitzed.
Hank knew my weakness, I would be infatuated with Johnny's colossal biceps and bulging muscles, and I loved the attention my large breasts brought me. He had set me up.
Hank always picked on Jacob in high school. The two had a rivalry that still carried on to this day. I didn't know how it started, but I knew it wouldn't end.
When Hank got the job down at the supermarket, Jacob made sure to visit every day and go down Hank's aisle and drop or break things so that Hank would have to clean it up.
Then they became adults, and things spiraled out of control. Jacob always flaunted that he made a lot more than Hank. Jacob had the lovely house, the excellent vehicles and the busty wife, while Hank lived paycheck to paycheck and rented a small apartment alone.
I would have blamed Hank for telling Jacob what happened that night, but they didn't talk to each other.
"I knew you would come by," Hank said as I knocked on his door.
"Shut up," I said as I pushed past him and entered the small hotel room.
"You told Jesse to tell Jacob," I said as I spun around and confronted him.
"Guilty as charged," Hank said, closing the door and lighting a cigarette.
The small no-smoking sign was on the table as he sat down.
That was Hank. From the day he was born, he never followed the rules, even his parent's rules.
They were killed in a house fire when Hank was seventeen. Many people thought Hank was the one that set the fire, but he was out on the town with his friends when everything happened, and all evidence pointed to one of his parents having a cigarette in bed.
I remembered that night when they told Hank his parents were dead. He didn't even shed a tear.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why not?" Hank shrugged.
"It had nothing to do with you," I shook my head.
"Not the way I see it," Hank said as he stared at my tits. "Your husband was always pushing the limit of my patience, always flaunting his new truck or how he could come to my shop and buy things I couldn't dream of buying."
"So, that's why you brought your friend," I nodded.
"I know you like the back of my hand," Hank shook his head with a smile. "You try and play the good housewife, but deep down, you're nothing but the same whore that fucked me and my friends for a ride to the concert."
I shook my head. "I was a damned good wife, and a good mother!"
"A good wife, wouldn't have jumped in the pool topless, a good mother wouldn't have been there in the first place, so get off that high horse!" Hank yelled. "A good mother would have gone home after closing and been with her son!"
I reached forward and slapped Hank as hard as I could.
Hank smiled. "A good wife wouldn't have sucked another man's cock!" he said as he wiped the blood from his lip.
I rushed for the door, but Hank barred the way. "A good woman wouldn't come all this way, just to tell me off," Hank said as he pinned me against the wall.
"Shut up," I said as he kissed me.
I started kissing him back as he flung me onto the small bed. He tore at my jeans and underwear as he pushed himself into me.
I felt his stiff cock enter me as he thrust deep inside me. "I knew you were still a whore!" Hank said as he started to fuck me.
"Shut up," I said as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him onto me.
I wanted to be fucked, to push that memory of that night away, make it go away deep inside of me, just like Hank's cock was doing now.
"Fuck," Hank said as he continued to thrust into me. With each thrust, I felt his body quiver on top of me.
I gripped his cock tight. I wanted to feel anything other than the empty feeling I had been having for the past two years.
"Look at me!" Hank said, gripping my neck and twisting my face towards his face.
He loved watching his women as he came inside of them.
I felt his cock throb as he shot his load into me. I pushed him off me as soon as he was done. I gripped my jeans and pulled them up, and buckled the button.
"Come back when you want another fix," Hank said as he lit another cigarette as he laid out on the bed.
I slammed the door behind me.
"Of course," I said as I looked out at my car. It had started to rain.
I slowly walked towards my car.
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"Please tell me you didn't go with him?" Kate asked.
"Who?" I asked as I watched Clayton and Darold aim and fire their bows at the targets.
We had gone to an outdoor range so they could get used to firing their bows in the elements instead of being at the indoor range all the time.
Darold was Kate's son. He was ten. Clayton and Darold had been best friends as soon as they could walk. Usually, where you found one, the other wasn't too far behind.
"Don't," Kate said.
I nodded. She must have heard that Hank had been in the bar. "It's not like that," I said.
"That man has had you wrapped around his finger since day one," Kate said.
"I think that goes both ways," I replied.
"Oh really?" Kate said as she stared at me. "Tell me you didn't fuck him last night?"
I shook my head and turned my attention back to our kids. "Thought as much," Kate said as she looked at me.
"It wasn't anything," I said. "I just wanted to clear my head and I always think more clearly after having sex."
"Right," Kate nodded.
Kate knew me very well. She knew I was telling her the half-truth. Hank had always had a way of getting what he wanted from me when he wanted it.
Except for the few years I was married to Jacob. That was probably the real reason he was back in town.
"You know he is only here to get you," Kate said.
"Well, that's not going to happen," I shook my head. "He's not that good."
Hank wasn't good at all. He was a good fuck, but not anything I would marry or even want to keep around as a long-term fuck buddy.
"It's still going to the left," Clayton said as he brought his bow.
I looked at it, took my tools out, and played with the alignment. The only good thing about me sleeping around was I learned a lot of everything.
"Try now," I said.
There was a time after Clayton was born when Hank told everyone that Clayton was his. I knew from the moment I saw Clayton that he was Jacob's son, same blue eyes, same cheekbones and the same look when Clayton's eyes looked at me.
Hank wanted it so badly that he kept asking for a blood test, so we gave it to him. Clayton was Jacob's son, without a shadow of a doubt.
"Thanks Mom!" Clayton yelled from the range.
I waved back at him.
"What if he comes around?" Kate asked.
"Hank's slow on the uptake, but he knows when not to push the boundaries," I nodded. "I already warned him I have no problems shooting him if he comes near Clayton."
"That I don't doubt," Kate smiled.
After we finished at the range, I took both of them to eat at their favorite place and then I had to drop Clayton off. It was always painful when I made the drop.
Clayton ran out and hugged Alyssa, and then they went inside. Jacob walked up to my car. "I heard Hank is back in town."
"I can handle it," I nodded.
"What's he after? "Jacob asked.
"The usual," I shrugged.
"You're not going to give in to him, right?" Jacob asked.
"What did you say to me, when I asked about Alyssa moving in with you?" I asked as I looked at him. "That's right," I nodded. "The best thing about divorce is you don't get to ask questions."
I pulled away and didn't look back.
'Maybe having Hank back in town wasn't a bad thing after all,' I thought to myself as I drove home.
***Author's Note: The rest of 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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Alice's Wonderland: The Cage [F/M 20s, femdom]
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It was just another day at work at the sex shop. Things had been quiet lately. As people ordered more and more online, fewer and fewer people physically entered the store. But Alice didn't mind; she got paid either way... Sure, it got boring at times, but over time, Alice had found her own ways to keep her job interesting.
The sound of a bell could be heard as the store's door swung open. Someone entered the store! Alice quickly looked over to see who it was. "A new face?" Alice thought to herself with mild interest. "Welcome to our store! Feel free to browse, but don't hesitate to let me know if you need assistance!" Alice said from her spot at the cashier.
"Thank you," I said as I shyly looked away and quickly moved out of sight behind the shelves. I came here to buy a chastity cage. My girlfriend said to surprise her with a special gift this Valentine's Day. It was still January, so I was a little bit on the early side, but this way I could ensure things would be in stock, and it'd also give me time to see if I was truly ready for it.
It would be my first time trying out chastity. I'd never done it before. I loved chastity in porn, but I never had the guts to try it myself. Well, this year things would be different! I'd try one on and find out if I could wear it for a few hours, take a break, then wear it for a day, take another break, go for a weekend, one last break, and then work my way up to a full week, and if I could handle that, I'd surprise my girlfriend with two chastity keys for Valentine's Day; giving her nearly full control over my caged manhood while keeping just one key to myself in case of emergencies... that was the thought, at least.
I took a while browsing, looking through the shelves without any clue as to where to find what I was looking for. "Looking for something specific?" Alice asked, having suddenly appeared behind me.
"Y- Yes," I replied, startled. "I was looking to surprise my girlfriend this Valentine's Day," I continued, hesitation building up in my speech as my embarrassment showed a blush appearing on my face.
"The lady's segment is two aisles over," Alice mentioned without giving it a second thought.
"Well, actually," I stammered. "Her gift would be in the form of a set of keys."
"Oh! Are you looking for a chastity cage then?" Alice inquired.
"Yes," I replied, avoiding eye contact. Alice hadn't given my physical shape much thought before, but now she had started actively eyeing me up and down.
He's shy, and he looks kinda cute... A fun opportunity presents itself! Alice thought to herself. Besides, it's not busy anyway. A devious smile slowly became visible on her face as her thoughts trailed off on what she had in store for me.
"Right this way!" Alice exclaimed, excitedly escorting me to a row of chastity devices. Some cages, some belts, others... a bit more unique. I expected her to walk away after guiding me to this section of the store, but Alice remained near me, hungrily eyeing me up more. Undressing me with her eyes, she asked, "Do you know what style you're looking for? Plastic, metal, belt, cage? Your measurements?"
"Yes. I think so. It's my first time, but I did some research online. I think I'll go with a plastic cage for now. Do you have these in any other color?" I asked, head red as a strawberry, already knowing the answer.
"No. Just pink. Apparently, a lot of men like adding a little extra femininity to the act of taking their manhood away. We barely ever sold ones in other colors, so we stopped offering those altogether," Alice replied, letting out a barely audible chuckle.
"Alright... I'll take this one then," I said after a moment of looking at different cages. As I reached out for a cage, Alice's hand stopped me.
"I know you said you took your measurements already, but considering it's your first time, here's some advice... Men generally overestimate their size and end up picking a cage that's too big. You don't want to have too much loose space in these things. Gets uncomfortable," Alice said as she reached for a cage that was remarkably more compact and handed it to me. "Try this one on, sweetie. We have a changing booth. And don't worry. If it doesn't fit, we'll disinfect them properly and get you a different cage to try on. No one would know." The smile on Alice's face had gone from simply being a helpful employee to obvious deviousness as she handed me the tinier cage.
I headed into the booth and closed the curtain. After a minute of undressing and staring at the cage, I realized something was missing. The lock of the cage was unlocked, but it had no keys. "Aren't there supposed to be keys with this?" I asked.
"Yes, we keep all keys at the cashier. Just in case someone decides to try a cage on and sneak it out without paying. Wouldn't be the first time!" Alice replied. "But don't worry. If it doesn't fit, you can't lock it anyway. So you wouldn't need the keys unless the cage fits. And if it does, we'll just go to the cashier, and then you can purchase your keys! Unless, of course, the cage I picked is still too big, and we need you to try on an even smaller cage," Alice added, giggling.
"Okay... That makes sense, I guess," I replied, embarrassed at her suggestion that her 'compact cage' could still be too big for me. Some minutes passed as I tried on different rings and fits to see what configuration worked best before I even attempted locking the cage.
"Is everything alright?" Alice asked from the other side of the curtain.
"Yes, I think this one fits. It is very tight though. I'm worried it might be too tight!" I complained.
"Don't worry about it. Your girlfriend will love seeing how serious your dedication to her is!" Alice's voice encouragingly said.
"You're right... it's a gift for her, after all," I concluded, surrendering to the idea. A minute passed as I gathered the courage to click the lock shut. A long sigh was heard, followed by an audible *click*. The cage was now locked.
The curtains of the booth were abruptly pulled open by Alice and our eyes met, albeit very briefly. Alice's face could be described as that of an evil villain who had just pulled the switch of her doomsday device, whereas my face was one of petrified, embarrassed shock. As I tried to look away, I was further shocked by the revelation that, while I was trying on my cage, Alice had undone her pants and underwear. In my paralyzed state, Alice easily forced herself into the booth and placed herself in front of me.
"Hey! Eyes up here!" Alice mocked with a grin. "Unless, of course, you'd rather "communicate" with my 'other lips'." Her confidence and my lack thereof made me the ideal target for her plan. "So shy... I love it," was all Alice said before reaching her hand around the back of my head, gripping and pulling me closer to her pussy. With me being at a loss for words and actions, Alice sighed, "I guess I'll have to help myself then... That's fine." With the smooth motion of a professional dancer, Alice moved her hips up and down, forcing my lips against hers, slowly grinding herself against me.
"Hmm. That's more like it," Alice groaned. "See, while you were trying on that cage, I started doing the math... and I think that 'you + (I + keys)' would be a great math problem to solve. I don't know where your girlfriend would come into this... yet. But that's an issue for the next class," Alice chuckled. "Maybe for now if she asks about it, you can tell her you're testing yourself to make sure you can handle it, before giving her the keys... and then maybe by Valentine's Day we can give her a set of keys... but to a different lock! Oh... the look on her face when she'd try to open the lock to no avail... I wonder if she'd be disappointed or delighted when she realizes what that means for you!" Alice said. Her pace quickened as her moans became more audible and frequent, a climax was approaching.
"Meanwhile, I will be the only one with the real keys to your cage, carrying them safely around my neck. Well, one of them at least. I'll use the other two keys for various training exercises... Oh, I can't wait to train you on how to please 'your girlfriend'! It'll be a huge win-win! I win, your girlfriend unknowingly wins too, and you... Well, two out of three is not a bad deal," Alice chuckled. "You'll get to practice a lot with me, things your girlfriend probably would never let you experience, so that's your win!"
"Oh, one thing, though!" Alice interrupted. The pause was long and dramatic. I was already mentally too overloaded to react to her comments, and this pause was not helping me collect my thoughts in any rational way. "I normally only date girls, but judging by your small cage and its color, I assume you don't mind adding a little extra femininity to yourself for the enjoyment of others? Don't worry. I'll make sure you'll look just like any other girl." Alice moaned, the thought making her grind vigorously against me.
The humiliation was the last thing I needed at this point. Was I really going to become a feminized toy for this woman I only just met? What other choices did I have? Before I could think of answers to my ever-growing collection of questions, Alice let out a loud cry as she reached climax. Her hand gripping my hair even stronger now and pulling me in so hard, that I started fearing that the myths of unbirth may have been at least partially based on real possibilities. Her voracity driving me over the edge as well as I spurted from within the cage.
Satisfied with her 'work', Alice stepped outside the changing booth to admire the liquid painting she covered my face with, before noticing my very own liquid painting. "My, my... it seems you had fun too! I'm happy to see that. I'll clean that up soon, consider it my way of thanking you for your service today. In the future, you may have to 'clean' spills like that up yourself," Alice chuckled. Looking at the time, she continued, "Our store closes soon. You can have this cage free of charge since I'm keeping the keys anyway. But do come back tomorrow for your next training session, unless, of course, you don't mind being locked forever without the keys!" Alice walked over to her pants and put them back on. I noticed her panties were still on the floor. Alice took note of my stare and responded, "I left them for you. Something to remember me by. Either praise them or wear them. Whichever suits your fancy! You'll have your own soon enough anyway. I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie!" Alice laughed as she walked back to her spot at the cashier.
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Welcome Back [Star Trek] [F38M37M37] [Group]
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Doctor Alia Moon sat in the medical bay of the starship, her fingers tapping on the console as she worked tirelessly on different vaccines while she recorded her log.
"Chief Medical Officer's log, Stardate 44374.2. The crew of the USS Horizon has been infected with an alien virus. The symptoms are unusual, causing everyone in the entire crew to fall unconscious. I am the only one who has not been affected for reasons still unknown to me, and I am currently working to find a cure.”
Alia took a breath.
“Computer pause recording," she said.
“Recording paused.”
Alia stood from her work station and looked up at the rows of beds filled with her unconscious crewmates. The ship’s sickbay was eerily quiet, with only the hum of the ship’s engines and the soft beeps of the medical equipment filling the air.
“I wish you were awake Sussuk,” she said to her vulcan nurse who was passed out in bay 4, “I could really use that logic right now. Computer resume recording.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
"I have isolated the virus and I am running tests to determine its properties. It appears to be highly contagious, spreading rapidly throughout the ship’s ventilation system. For some reason the biofilters can’t detect it or screen for it. I tried to implement quarantine protocols to prevent further spread of the virus but by the time I realized what was happening, it was too late."
She looked up and around at the omnipotent computer wondering who might hear this recording.
"I fear that time is running out. I have reached out to any other Federation starships but the closest is still four days away. If I don’t find a cure soon, nobody is going to survive this."
Alia sighed and leaned back in her chair, her gaze drifting to the unconscious Captain who was first to fall ill.
"I’m sorry Danny," she said. “You trusted me… and if I fail you–I’ll never forgive myself.”
She closed her eyes briefly, then straightened up and finished her recording.
"End log."
For twenty hours she worked tirelessly trying to find out why she was immune and how she could exploit that to save her crew. And for twenty hours she failed. Eventually she got up and walked for the tenth time to the replicator.
“Coffee, hot.”
The cup materialized in the replicator and she walked back to her office and was astonished by what she saw. On the screen, the word, ‘match,’ blinked over and over. She dropped the coffee and ran over.
“Oh my god,” she thought and ran out of the sick bay and through the corridors of the ship until she ended up at her quarters. In her quarters she found on display a gift from her late husband. It was a Lumino from Xorba 7. The Lumino was a fascinating flowering plant with luminescence properties. Its stem was tall and slender, growing up to a half a meter in height, and it was covered in fine, iridescent hairs that shimmered only when the lights went out. The flower's petals were a beautiful shade of deep purple and blue with hints of green. But what the Lumino was known for was its aphrodisiac qualities. On Xorba 7 it was part of the mating ritual to place one of the plants near the marital bed. The scent caused arousal to the point that two lovers could mate again and again ensuring a child would be conceived.
The effects were much more subdued in humans but not unnoticeable. Sometimes Alia would strip down to nothing, lock the door, and gently stroke her clit while sitting in the dark. The only light coming from Lumino. She thought of Paul. She thought of the day they met at the Academy. THe day they met for the second time onboard the Horizon. The day they had their first date, their first kiss, the day they were married. Then if she hadn’t come yet, she’d remember the day Danny came to her quarters and told her the bad news. That been a year ago. A long time in space. But not a long time in the heart. She wept then and she wept sitting there in her quarters naked.
When she arrived in sickbay she put the plant on the observation table. She ran test after test. She took vials of her blood and samples from the plant when she realized, it wasn't the plant alone that was the cure. It was what the plant did in her blood. WIth the right dose of enzymes from the planet, her blood was the vaccine. But there wasn't enough. What was she missing? She didn’t know.
As she worked she realized that two things had happened. Her blood samples were becoming a more powerful vaccine and she was getting more and more wet. The lips of her pussy felt so sensitive under her tight uniform. Her clit begged to be stroked. She thought about Paul and got wetter still.
“That’s the connection,” she said to herself. “I don’t just have to exposed for this to work, i gotta be turned on.”
Alia sighed.
“You sure know how to pick them, don’t you paul. But how am I–Computer.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
“Start program Paul 12 in holodeck 3.”
“Unable to comply, Medical protocols in effect. Holodeck systems are offline.”
“Jesus Christ,” she said exasperatedly. “Computer, override Medical protocols, alpha, alpha, zulu, charlie.”
“Override complete,” said the computer.
“Now for God’s sake,” she said, “Start program Paul 12 in holodeck 3.”
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
Alia grabbed the plant and again traveled. This time towards Holodeck 3. During the third month of weekly visits to the ship’s counselor, a Klingon name Grox, she had recommended Alia that she try saying goodbye to Paul in the holodeck. SInce the accident on the away mission that killed Paul had completely disintegrated him, Grox felt that the reason Alia couldn’t get closure was because she had no-body to say goodbye to. Alia took the suggestion and ran with it. For months after, she was in that holodeck 3 times a week making love to her dead husband. That’s not really what Grox had in mind, but she didn’t discourage it either. So when Alia made it into the holodeck she was not surprised to see her husband at their first Apartment at Jupitor station.
“Hey,” he said, cooking dinner at the stove top. “You’re late.”
Paul was probably the last man in the federation still using pots and pans… probably. Alia took the plant to the bedroom and immediately began to strip out of her uniform. Paul, somewhat confused, peaked his head and around the time her panties came off.
“What’s–what’s going on?” he asked.
She grabbed him by the hands, pulled him into the room and bent forward to make sure she had his full attention.
“I don’t have time to explain,” she said. “I need you to fuck me right now or a lot of our friends are gonna die.”
“Alia!” he scolded.
She didn’t normally talk that way.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “We really don’t have time for this.”
“What about dinner first? I’ve been cooking–”
“Computer, delete dinner!”
“Hey,” he said. “I was working really hard at that.”
“Damn it,” she said, “This isn’t working. Computer, make dan permanently aroused, horny as fuck, and make him recover immediately after coming.”
“Command unrecognized,” said the computer. “Please redefine hornyness level.”
“Really horny,” she said.
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
Paul’s entire personality changed. He grabbed Alia and pulled her close, kissing her hard. His soft tongue explored her mouth while his hands immediately went down to her ass and cupped her bare cheeks picking her up. Alia wrapped her legs around her husband and breathed hard as she kissed him. Paul carried her over the bed and threw her there then began to peel off his clothes.
“Computer,” she said. “Monitor hemoglobin in my system matching the parameters of the vaccine sequence on the sick bay computers. When I reach 8000 parts per `, create a nurse that will come over and take vials of my blood. Do this until there are 20 full vials. And yes, override safety protocols by older of the ship’s chief medical officers.
The computer sounded an acknowledging beep.
By the time she was done talking, paul had already joined her on the bed. He grabbed a handful of thigh meat in each hand and spread Alia’s legs apart. His mouth met her lips and he simply licked her. From base to clit, base to clit, over and over until she was screaming in pleasure. As he passed her clit, he lingered, encircling it with his tongue then going back down again and starting over. Alia reached down and grabbed a handful of thick greek hair and pulled it until she knew it hurt. She guided him where she wanted him to be. Used her legs to trap him when she wanted him to continue was he was doing and pulled him close enough to suffocate. It wasn’t long before a starfleet nurse appeared in the bedroom and took the first vial.
She let him continue eating her pussy until five vials were full and then she begged for him to fuck her. He needed no additional encouragement. Unknown to the doctor, a small puddle of cum was already on the floor from where he had stroked his cock to orgasm once. The real Paul loved to Eat Alia’s pussy. He would do it until his face was drenched and then he would fuck her and kiss her and let her taste himself on his lips. And that’s what he did now. Before sliding in his cock however, he slowly rubbed the head up and down her soaking pussy just as he had done with his tongue. She arched her back, desperate to feel him enter but he held back. He did this until she was completely mad with desire, then he relented. Pushing it in slowly until he was completely inside of her and the meat of her thighs pressed firmly against his torso. He loved that feeling, at least the real Paul did. He loved it so much that sometimes he would just stay that way until finally pulling back and pushing in again. After that, he kissed her and fucked her slowly, gently. It drove her wild.
And while she did love it. It wasn't enough. She had a time limit. Fuck me, she said. Fuck me hard. He obeyed. His loving strokes became punishing stabs. He plunged into her and the sound echoed in the room. It didn’t take long for him to tab deeply, and she felt him tighten up. His orgasm was coming and that brought her to the brink as well. They came together hard. He pumped two more times then just held her. But a curious thing happened. He didn’t feel dumb or sensitive or weak. He felt, horny as fuck. He started pumping again hard and fast. She tried to push him away because it was too much. After all she didn’t have immunity or the effects of an orgasm but he wouldn’t be stopped and she found herself coming again. The nurse during this time was able to fill many more vials.
By the time they had reached 17 vials, it seemed to be going slower. She was aroused but it just wasn't enough. At this time, she was on her knees and he was standing on the floor fucking her doggy style. She had a thought, she didn’t know if it would work, but in desperate times…”
“Computer,” she said breathlessly. “Create a second Paul. Same as this one, but position him in front of me with his cock in my face.”
The computer complied. The horny as fuck Paul appeared on the bed in front of her with his legs spread around her arms. He had his arms around his head and seemed to be so relaxed. But that quickly changed. He grabbed a hand full of alia’s hair and brought her down to his cock. It always surprised her when the sweet, salty, humanity of a human penis could be so accurately replicated by a holodeck. As Paul fucked her pussy with wild abandon, she took the other pauls head into her mouth and just sucked. She felt the nurse take a vial as she did this.
Paul grabbed his own cock while she did this. Holding it steady for her while her arms remained occupied putting resistance against the paul who was fucking her harder now. She had very little control. She took him in and by mistake, he slipped all the way into her mouth and touched her throat but didn’t quite pass into it. She knew what was coming. Paul couldn’t hold his cum when getting his dick sucked. That’ why she almost never did it. A quick blow job and he was out for the night. Snoring while she either came alone or didn’t cum at all. But this time it was different. When he came, he filled her mouth. Most of it spilled out but some of it she managed to swallow. But his cock remained hard. He made no effort to take it from her. So she kept sucking. She never realized how much she loved sucking his dick until this moment.
The last vial was taken and the doctor ended the program. She wanted to collapse asleep. She might have woken up in a tomb if she hadn’t forced herself back to sickbay and given herself a chemical stimulant.
“Computer, transport the vials from holodeck 3 to sickbay and extract the parameters of the vaccine sequence.”
It didn’t take long before she was releasing the vaccine through the ship’s ventilation system. She sat by Danny’s bed and waited. He slowly began to open his eyes along with the rest of the crew hours later.
“Welcome back,” she said.
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Ramblings of a Cock Addict, pt. 1
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All I want is cock… Sweaty, drippy, fat, veiny. I want it on my face, in my mouth, stretching me out, filling me up. Please… I’m begging you… If there’s something I’m more addicted to, I haven’t found it yet. I’m the first one to admit I have a problem, no need to come for me; but do I plan on getting help? Absolutely fucking not. I’m greedy and selfish, fucking sue me. I think I owe myself this little pleasure.
Sorry, I’ll stop being so unbearably pathetic, but you get the gist. It’s an issue, I know. Those close to me find it disturbing and worrisome; I tell them time and time again that I don’t need any sort of “help” but they don’t get it. I know it’s unconventional to walk in on your naked daughter choking on a thick monster cock; or to accidentally find your friend getting stretched open in a public bathroom stall. They keep telling me it’s getting out of control. I just can’t help but take care of my cravings. Every waking moment I simply want to enjoy a juicy cock. I want to feel it slapping me across the face. I want that yummy musky taste on my tongue. I want to lick the sweat off someone’s balls. Just thinking of having a dick in my hand is enough to get me wet. My pussy is so sensitive these days, even looking at a nice bulge will set me off. All I want to do is please and get rewarded with cum, is that really so bad? I’ve been such a good slut, don’t I deserve to be used and stretched out beyond my limits? Please… I’ve been so horny and subby and desperate. My pussy is so wet and needy; my little clit is so hard and throbby. Rub your cock up and down my slit and tease me, please. Make me beg for your cock, I want it so deep inside me. Please, Sir, you don't know how badly I want to be abused and stretched out and made to cum all over your fat cock. Use me, please, I'll be your set of holes. You can even share me, if you want. I just want to worship lots and lots of cocks because that's what I was born for.
Most people want a profitable career, or a family to grow old with. All I dream of is perfecting my craft as a cock slut. Although I’m pretty decent when it comes to being a responsible adult, I don’t want to have to deal with any of my adult responsibilities. I want to be mindlessly used without any need for consent or warning. No feelings, no limits, no choices. Head empty, no thoughts, just cock.
One day I’ll be the star of my very own 50-person orgy! And when that day comes (as well as everyone in attendance) I’ll be the happiest person ever. It would be heaven on earth for me: I’d be smothered in cock and balls, fingered and fucked and stretched! Oozing cum from all my sore and gaped holes. Cock after cock after cock. It would be a soul-cleansing experience.
But it’s really sad that not very many people around me think like that… I wish it was a lot easier to meet people as depraved as I am. I’ve been on so many dates and had so many partners; most of them I can’t even remember, not a name, not a face, nothing. And many have tried to make it seem like it’s my fault, but I can explain. I’m human, I make mistakes, but I’ve always been very honest about what I want and what kind of person I am. At first almost everyone is in love with the idea of acquiring their very own fucktoy, but very few people actually know what they’re getting themselves into. I have gotten lucky a handful of times and found partners that have encouraged and enabled me every step of the way, but more times than not others want me to change my mind about what I want. I have an addiction, I know, but why does that mean I have to try and “get better”? I love my life like this. If anything, I’m a lot happier than most people I see; I’m better because of this. I thought humans were supposed to be social beings. This is how I socialize.
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19F My bisexual experience
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I (19F) was 18 when I started having sex. I had a huge crush on my big brother's friend (22F) and did anything I could to get his attention. I had big boobs with what y'all call big puffy nipples. I was proud of them. My BFF Kate said to try not wearing a bra and that cute tube top and he'll notice you, so I did. Well it got his attention the very first time.
This led to him taking me for a ride in his car, secretly. I let him do whatever he wanted. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, I sucked his cock and gave him my pussy. It hurt like hell. I had to hold back my tears and clean up the blood afterwards. We went on many rides in his car over the next year or so. I got used to him fucking my pussy and loved it. I even learned how to properly suck his cock, even deep throat him. He wasn't very big in hindsight thank God. But I loved sucking him and I loved the cum. It seemed like a reward for all my hard work, LoL.
Well one day after months of sucking and fucking him he wanted to eat my pussy. Now mind you I've always been very wet. I get so wet so easily it will leak out of my panties and down my legs if I'm really worked up like when I give head, which I still love to do to this day. So he goes down but jumped right back up and said he couldn't do it because it smelled too bad. I was devastated! I started crying and begged him to take me home. He still demanded a BJ and stuck his cock I my mouth and face fucked me basically until he came. I was sobbing the whole time. Once I got home I never had sex with him again. I didn't have sex again for months. Until I met Mandy (19F).
My first day at college, Mandy decided she liked me and we were going to be best friends forever! She made the trauma dissolve immediately. I loved my new school and the city where we lived was the best place ever!
We were inseparable. I can't recall a day we didn't see each other. She only lived 3 blocks away and we spent the night at each other's house just about every weekend. I loved her with all my being. She loved me too. She told me so after about a month. I said I loved her too then she shocked me by kissing me. I fell back that first time. She said she was sorry. She thought I liked girls too. I said I never kissed a girl and only ever kissed one guy.
She was about to leave and I said no, don't go. I think I liked it. Can we try again? It was on! We kissed and kissed. I loved it, she loved it. We made out all night that night and did other stuff too. She loved my titties and kissed and sucked my very big and sensitive nipples. She fingered me and I did to her what she did to me. I had the most awesome orgasm ever that first night. I knew I was in love with her.
Then the very next night she started to go down and I had a panic attack and made her stop. She asked me why I stopped her and I told her about my crush from before. She promised me that she would love it and wanted, no needed to do it.
I reluctantly spread my legs and let her go down on me. I was so nervous until she started kissing my button she called it and the shock waves that went though me were amazing. After she started licking she stopped and says she loved how great I tasted and my scent was incredible. She then went to town on me. I can't tell you how many times I came. But the bed was soaked so bad we had to get two towels to lay on it so we could sleep after.
I learned how to eat her pussy too that night. The next morning we shaved my pussy to match hers. We had so much sex over the next few months it's no small wonder we were never caught.
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[B/S] First Attempt at Sister
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Just a heads up there is no sex in this. I have been talking with other people here about trying to get into my sisters pants after I found out that her husband had not been providing the fucking that she wanted. Also come to find out that we are very much the same person when it comes to our sexual appetite for bodily pleasure (Toys).
Anyway it went to a just me and her weekend too most of her family (including her husband) and now my 10 year old daughter. So most of my plans are already going down the tubes and it will be tricky as hell to get her alone to even talk with her.
I am bringing her a new vibrator (that she does not know about) being that she got rid of hers in a fit of anger so at least in leaving her something to remind her of me. So everyone wish me luck because of I'm going to make this happen I'm going to need it all.
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Fulfilling the whore prophecy with my husband's best friend [M24] [F23]
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It finally happened.
Jack was able to make it back to our place and we spent every moment alone in passion. My husband left you get a package from the leasing office, by the time we heard the location notification, my tits were out. Again, I had my husband go grab dinner, by the time he was back, Jack's cock was throbbing in my mouth. After my husband went to bed, I made sure Jack wasn't left blue balled by all the teases and I made sure to shallow every drop of his thick load... Twice actually. I crawl into bed at 3am riled up and antsy for more.
The next morning I wake up to a text from my husband to a group text with Jack and I: "The wifi went out, so I'll be spending most of my work day in a cafe. Sorry!"
I blushed at the opportunity. I get up from the bed topless since blowing him last night and look to see an empty hall - no husband.
I seize the moment and slide onto the air mattress Jack's on and start to kiss his shirtless chest. Jack soon wakes up.
The anticipation of this moment has been too long coming. I didn't waste a second getting us both naked and getting on top.
I slowly ran the head of his cock through my soaking labia, dripping down his shaft and covering him completely. I slowly tease my pussy with his head, letting him feel the entrance into me in tiny previews as his cock begins to open me up. All the teasing had me eager, so I took a big breath as I committed another cardinal sin with my husband's best friend.
I look Jack in the eyes as I felt his huge cock slide into my pussy, expanding it and trigger my slut mode through the pain and pleasure of him stretching me out. All at once I'm filled with 7 rock-hard inches of cock in me. That tease locked him into me. No condom. No birth control. I felt him throb and grow more in me till I'm gasping at his size.
I start to ride him and feel him rock back and forth inside me. The sensations were euphoric till I realized what was happening. I felt the bulging veins along the walls inside me and was eager to be used. I pull him out and turn around so he'd fuck me from behind.
His length split me wide, the tension between my hips erupted into an emotional blend of euphoric agony. I could feel myself tear in the faintest sensations along my pleasurable high. I loved how he made himself fit inside me.
He started to slowly fuck me and I could feel him leave and return to me in huge waves of force. His cock would pull out and I'd feel my body sigh relief until he sends 5 inches back into me and into my cervix.
His speed picked up and I could feel my body wanting more. His thrusts sent me into waves of euphoria and I actually came without realizing. My body melted into the bed and he seized me by the hips, his hands gripping me as he fucked me through my orgasm.
Nothing more than fuck toy, Jack pushed me into the couch more as he fucked me deeper. He grabbed my hair and pulled on it as his cock kept me locked to him. A few minutes of sweet agony go by as I cum again from all the grabbing, holding and restrictions.
He takes me to the bedroom and lays me down on my back. He climbs between my legs and starts to kiss me all over. I feel him tease his cock into my pussy again, this time I was relaxed enough that I used my muscles to pull him into me.
"FUCK. I can feel you pulling me deeper. You're throbbing so much." Jack said as he slowly fucks me. His eyes lock to mine as I feel him start to throb in anticipation. I wrap my legs around his back as his thrusts get deeper.
"Oh fuck Jack... That's - fuck!" Even words were too much for me as I orgasmed again. The internal explosion of sensation rippled throughout my body as ecstasy took hold.
"Oh shit... I think I might cum!" Jack apparently said - I was to enthralled with his pulsating cock. I realized as soon as his thrusting slowed down... And I felt a huge wave of warmth release inside me. The longer he came in me, the more the warmth spread throughout my pussy. My legs still crossed behind him made sure every last drop was in me.
Our lips meet in the recovery and I feel him start to get hard inside me again. I could feel him grow in real time as his cock begged for one more orgasm. He pushes my legs up to my head and drags me to the edge of the bed. He fucks me again, this time I hardly notice as I try to recover from being used like a pussy pocket. Jack cums again and the remaining ropes sent into my cervix sent me over the edge too.
We collapse into each other. My slut mode demands more, but suddenly reality sets in: Jack just came in me.
I run my fingers along my labia and feel the massive load spilling out of me and deeper into me. Something about being bred by someone other than my husband gave me such a rush.
My husband came home about an hour later. None the wiser, my panties were a cum soaked mess under my jeans. We went out to dinner and I could feel Jack drying all over my legs.
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[B/S] So much has happened since I last posted (Part 1)
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I originally stopped posting here because I started feeling weird talking about this relationship with strangers (there were also a lot of weird DM’s), but too much has happened that I need to get off my chest, and maybe get some advice on later.
It would be too long of a post if I put everything here, so I broke it up into 3 or so parts.
I’ll start off with an update I wrote in February of last year but never posted:
I’ll start off with the exciting things first. After we almost got caught, I told my sister that we had to be more careful so no more teasing when we’re not alone. A few days after, she texted me and said she wanted to finish what we started. I went over to her apartment, we made out on her couch like usual, then she started tugging my pants down, so I took them off. This time she got on her knees, I was already hard and she started jerking me off. This lasted for maybe 2 minutes, she stopped and asked if I wanted her to blow me. Of course I said Yes. She apologized for not being experienced, but the feeling of my cock in my sisters mouth felt amazing, regardless of how good she was at it. I didn’t last very long and I ended up cumming on her hands. I wanted that moment to last so much longer, this was the first time we’ve actually gotten sexual like this.
After we cleaned up, we just cuddled on the couch, but I could tell she was still in the mood so I decided to return the favor. I started kissing her neck, I put my hands under her shirt and grabbed her tits over her bra. I took her shirt off and she took her bra off. And godamn, her tits looked amazing. I sucked on her nipples for a bit but I didn’t want to tease her for too long. I unbuttoned her pants and took them off, along with her panties. I savored every bit of her, really wanting to make this great for her. She was grabbing and pulling on my hair as I was down there, just hearing her small moans was worth it. This lasted maybe less than 5 minutes as her alarm went off, and she to had pick up her kid from school.
Again, this is from about 11 months ago, I’ll post the other parts at a later time.
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Becoming Bambi (part 4) [19F/50M] [DubiousCon] [Grinding] [Stripclub] [Handjob] [First time]
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Changing rapidly into the skimpiest of the outfits she bought, Nina was still fuming. She knew she wasn’t in the right, she knew she had no reason to be jealous of Emily’s date. And yet! Did Emily even know that she was Nina’s first orgasm? Did she know that her fingers and her mouths were the first to touch her delicate pussy? No, probably not. Nina sighed. There was no reason for anybody to suspect a stripper to be a virgin. And yet, there she was. Frustrated, her heart wounded, filled with desire for the blue haired stripper who dared abandon her.
The club was empty. It was a weekday. Bambi technically had school the next day, but she didn’t care. She needed some kind of validation while Sapphire went and got herself fucked by god-knows-who. She sipped on an energy drink while browsing social media. Time passed slowly, with very few new clients walking in. She let herself get bored and started to regret her decision. After all, would she really skip school for that? A dead, seedy strip club with no money and no customers? As she was deciding to call it a night, a gentleman sat next to her.
He was older, nondescript. He was wearing a white button down shirt and some dark pants. She suspected he just got out of the office, probably decided to grab a drink on the way home, perhaps a dance or two with the first girl he’d lay his eyes on. And that happened to be her. She started small talking about the weather. She was still unsure of how to captivate clients with her talking alone. He offered her a drink, which she accepted.
-So, Bambi, what do you do?
-You mean, for fun?
-No, here, in life, in general. What’s your deal?
-Oh…I’m a college student.
The man started laughing.
-Of course you are. They all are.
Bambi felt herself become irritated with the man.
-No, I really am. I’m studying to be a teacher.
-A teacher, huh? How old are you?
-Nineteen.
The man nodded his head, a new spark in his eye. He put a hand on her thigh, rubbing it gently. He started questioning her about her life, her dreams, what she liked, what she had hoped for. As he was talking, he kept ordering her drinks. Having nowhere else to be really, Bambi stuck around, drinking, relieved to have a potential client lined up. She knew she wasn’t good at closing sales. She was letting him talk, rub her legs, for no real benefit. So she got up and asked him to accompany her in the back for some VIP time. To her great surprise, he immediately accepted. She took his arm and directed him to the private room. As she was walking, she realized how buzzed she was. For a girl who didn’t drink much a few days ago, she had downed about six cocktails in an hour and a half.
She sat the man on a bench and started sensually undulating in front of him. He gave her a smile that made the hair on her arms stick out. The smile of a wolf.
He grabbed her by the arm and brought her closer to him, grabbing her ass with both hands and massaging it roughly. She laughed, but tried to put some distance between them.
-Oh, no, none of that. Why won’t you sit on my lap, little Bambi?
She didn’t particularly want to get any closer to him than she needed to, but she sat nonetheless, because she was dizzy and it seemed like the best solution. She knew that Steve was probably not watching the cameras, she had seen him focused on the big television screen, watching some football game.
-Why are you a stripper, bambi?
The question surprised her, and she realized she didn’t really have an answer.
-I…I just got curious. I wanted to see…If I could do it.
-No, that can’t be it. Maybe part of it, but not all. Do you like sex, Bambi?
-What? I don’t..I don’t know.
The man laughed a hearty laugh, and she felt herself bounce on his leg. She slid closer to him as he sank in the sofa. He started rubbing her thigh again, getting his fingers dangerously close to her pussy.
-You don’t know? What kind of answer is that? When a man shoves his big, throbbing dick inside you, right there - his fingers grazed the crotch of her g-string - what does it make you feel?
He was whispering at that point. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. She shuffled and tried to get further away, but he gripped her with force and pressed her against him, lifting his pelvis up to make her feel the hard, warm bulge in his pants.
-I don’t know!! I’ve never done it!
She almost cried it out. He gasped, then let out a long, measured breath.
-Oh, Bambi. You must be lying. You must know what that kind of stuff does to a guy. You’re better at this than I thought you were. His hand cupped her pussy and he started breathing faster as he rubbed her.
-No, stop, I mean it. I’m not lying, I’m a virgin. Please.
He smiled with all his big, shiny, wolfy teeth.
-There’s only one way of knowing, right?
And he shoved his hand down her panties. Bambi cried out, but the music drowned her voice. He parted her lips with his rough fingers and pushed one inside. She whined again, too drunk to fight back, too horny to fully be against the assault. She knew how wet she was. She could feel her body betray her, all of the pent up desire for Sapphire making the man’s rough investigation of her vagina easier. His finger was easily as big as two of Sapphire’s.
-Could it be…That you really are a virgin?
His finger was slowly pushing back and forth and she was squirming on him.
-Yes, keep moving, you’re making my cock hard, he whispered in her ear. Then, he removed his finger.
He pulled her on top of him, positioning his crotch against her pussy and pressed her close to him. His stubble was irritating her sensitive skin as he was trying to push away her bralette with his nose to access her breasts. She could feel his tongue on her skin, his hot breath on her nipples. He started liking and sucking on them, while grinding on Bambi from under her, pushing his pelvis up and moving it in a circular motion. He was pressing her ass to bring her closer to him, fumbling in his pants with his other hand. She could feel his knuckles press on her clitoris as he dry humped her, his breathing erratic and fast. Something was wrong, she could feel it. She was too drunk to understand what he was doing with his hands until she felt something sticky and smooth rub against her pussy.
-What are you doing?! She tried to get off him but his grip was too strong.
-Nothing, baby, hush. I’m not going to stick it in, I just want to rub it against you.
-No!! Stop immediately, keep your dirty dick away from me!
He stopped moving, removing his face from her now red and sore breasts.
-You’re right, how rude of me. You actually haven’t seen a dick yet, have you?
Bambi became bright red. It’s true, she hasn’t. He removed his hand from her lower back, allowing her to move further away. She looked down and saw that he had pulled his dick through the fly of his pants. It was large, purply, angry looking. Not very long, but definitely thick. All she could see was the big mushroom head and the shaft, his balls were still inside his pants.
-Do you want to touch it? He made it jump a little without touching it, inviting her closer. She shook her head no. She was mortified, she wanted to leave.
-Tsk, tsk, wrong answer, little girl. I won’t let you go if you don’t touch it. I want to be the first one you touch like that.
She started tearing up a little bit, but didn’t oppose any resistance when he grabbed her hand and put it on his dick. The contact of the skin felt like it was burning her palm. He groaned and started to use her hand to masturbate. He wrapped her fingers around his thick cock and used his hand to press hers on it, jerking it off while staring right at her eyes. She tried to look elsewhere, feeling even more violated by his insistent stare. His breathing got fast and raspy again, he groaned louder and shot his load all over her stomach and her tits.
-Oh, Bambi, that was magnificent. He took his phone out and took a picture of her sperm-covered torso before she could stop him. If you weren’t a virgin, I’d make you lick me clean, but that shall be for another time. I’ll come see you again.
He shoved her on the side of the sofa and got up, zipping his fly up. He threw a bunch of money on her and snapped another picture.
-That one is even better. I’ll keep those for my personal collection. They will remain there, of course, unless things sour between us. Do you understand?
And he exited the room, leaving Bambi covered in sticky semen and multiple hundreds of dollars. She had to use the bills to wipe the cum off her, having no other alternative as her outfit was too small to even be a cum rag.
After counting a thousand dollars, she went to the bathroom, cleaned herself properly with hand soap and toilet paper and went back down to the main floor. After all, the night was still young, there was still money to be made.
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[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: Pillow Talk (Update 9)
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Disclaimer(s): This story contains G/G sex scenes. If that's not your thing, fair enough, no hard feelings! For those who need relationship advice or have questions about us, our door is always open. Our names are Marina (30 - author, narrator) and Alexa (29 - massive pain in the ass). Yes, we are real sisters. No, we still do **not** accept dick pics.
This one's likely gonna be a long one. It's still erotica, but it's probably way more intimate and raw than what you're used to, so I apologize if it's not to your liking. Pretty much the only sex scenes occur at the beginning and end of the story, so feel free to skip through the dialogue if that's what you're after! A lot of it contains personal stuff for the both of us (not personal information, of course, just emotional things). Honestly, we felt quite vulnerable writing it because it shows a much less explored side of our relationship. So please don't be too harsh. Otherwise, I hope you all still enjoy!
**All parties are 18+ years of age and fully consent to all sexual acts. Consent is sexy.**
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We finished up the dinner I prepared by about 7ish PM, a couple bowls of meat tortellini in beef broth with some soy and basil sprinkled in. A quick and easy meal. I was gonna put some carrots, celery, maybe a couple herbs in but I just couldn't be bothered. Alexa's day went alright, as did mine. We spent the majority of the day ravenously horny, similar to yesterday (see: Update 8). And while we were eating, we both started texting a new friend of ours we met on here. She's this lovely young lady who's been very kind and nonjudgemental to us, so thank you for being a friend, as brief as our friendship's been thus far. And by the way, you do look very cute, in case no one told you that today.
Anyway, back on topic. I'm sorry, I tend to be fairly empathetic and lose track of where I was. Right, so we finished dinner up and sat down for some movies. "What're you in the mood for?" I asked Alexa.
"Oh, I kind of just want my brain to melt a little," she sighed, sinking into her side of the couch as I plopped down beside her. *Right, B-movie horror, coming up,* I grinned. One of our favorite genres. We used to make fun of bad horror movies all the time growing up, and it's still one of our favorite activities to do. We peruse through Shudder, finally settling on a movie with a suitably low IMDb score (Blood Vessel if you're wondering) and put it on.
Our brains were thoroughly baked already, mind you, which you could tell since we were literally sitting directly apart from one another on the same couch, eating food together, and texting the same person in a group chat together. My sister and I were communicating with one another basically almost entirely through text. Part of it is to make our friend feel included in our conversation, another part is because we were just feeling a bit lazy (even if we were still horny underneath it all). I guess these sorts of days happen. It's an odd feeling, being both horny and somewhat melancholy at the same time, although I'm sure most women who read this will totally understand where we're coming from.
Hour and a half later, and sure enough, the movie was pretty fucking bad, though nowhere near as bad as some we've seen. It was a good movie to talk dirty to each other to, however, and just let it run in the background. Which naturally led to me sitting back down next Alexa with an arm over her shoulder after I put away our dishes. "So... what next?" I asked my sister before licking the side of her cheek.
"Hah, oh, what was that earlier when you said you'd make me shake?" she replied seductively, referring to a comment I made during our conversation with our friend, "I'm curious what you had in mind." A lovely, somewhat sly smile crept over my face and I licked my lips, ever-so-anxious to merge them with hers again.
15 minutes went by, mostly spent with the Shudder background idling on our TV as our tongues relentlessly chased after one another. Pretty soon, I went from a hand over my little sister's shoulder, to a hand groping her beautiful, perfect tits one at a time, to hopping on top and straddling her. I let the straps of my tank top loosely trail down my arms and she pulled it down the rest of the way, presenting my boobs ripe for the picking for that delicious mouth of hers. As Alexa circled my nipples, her tongue piercing clattering against my nipple piercings making that satisfying clacking noise (such a fucking turn on, I swear), her hands gently ran down my back, no doubt leaving prominent scratch marks in their wake.
I breathed out and looked back down at this absolute Goddess of a woman, stroking her blonde hair as she kissed and licked all up and down my bare chest. Although, like I said, being horny was only one side of me today, and pretty soon she caught onto that, I think.
"Hey," she smiled, glancing up at me, "You alright? You seem tense."
"Yeah, fine," I managed as my hips slowed their tempo.
"Oh, what's on your mind?" she asked me, sounding suddenly concerned. After being around the same person for 29 years, there's not much you can hide. So I don't even bother trying anymore, neither does she.
"Not much, to be honest... Still just feeling the effects of the episode the other day, I guess," I humbly admitted, referring to a bit of a funk I've been in lately.
"Oh, right..." my sister sighed in turn before kissing in between my breasts again, "That's... Well, alright. How about just a quick massage, then? Why don't you tell me what's on your mind?"
I smiled and earnestly accepted. Honestly I was very tense, especially in my shoulders and upper back. It's not like Alexa's a chiropractor, but she does have long fingers and powerful thumbs (a common trait between us, thanks to us playing video games since 1995, most likely). With that, we headed into the bedroom, shedding the rest of our clothes.
Alexa was still in her work outfit, that being a tight fitted black button-down shirt, business pants, white socks, and absolutely nothing else. Thankfully her webcam's angled slightly upwards, otherwise her cleavage would've been prominent for anyone to see. As for me, I dressed a bit more modestly today, though by now I was only in a tank top, boyshorts, and my fuzzy blue Christmas socks. They're so fuzzy, I love them. We lost everything (minus the socks and my boyshorts, our feet get cold easily) and hopped up on the bed, and I just straight-up melted into her arms.
My sister started first on my shoulders, each of her long, shapely legs flanking my sides, which I readily teased with my thumb nails. Massages are wonderful for clearing your state of mind. It was always important in our family to try to relax before discussing anything heavier that's been weighing down on us. Mom insisted on it; she'd make us hot chocolate or give us similar shoulder and back massages to calm us down, and we picked up on the habit. Our family's full of hot-heads, so it's important to us to try to manage our emotions because we can be temperamental as well and it's cost us both a lot in the past.
"So, what's wrong?" my sister asked me as I sighed and my breathing matched her hands' rhythm, my own hands still idly teasing her calves.
"Well, I'm not sure... I guess it's a bit of a long story," I confessed to her.
"Alright, well I'm all ears."
"I've just been thinking..." I mused before--
"Wait, *you*, thinking? Are you okay?! Should we call the doctor?" she teased me.
"Oh come *on*, I'm being serious," I grumbled at her.
"Alright, alright, fine," she laughed, "What's the matter?" Like most siblings, we are contractually obligated to take the piss from one another at every available opportunity. So such comments are totally expected, and frankly warranted. Remember, not only is she my girlfriend, she's also my younger sibling. And many of us know how younger siblings can be. But I digress.
"Besides your attitude problem?" I sneered.
"Bah, please," she laughed, "Do you want a massage or not? Because I got *no* problems with-"
"Alright, alright, fine," I conceded, leaning back into her again. This time she gave me a little kiss on the neck before returning to giving my shoulders some much-needed attention.
"So..." she reiterated, "What's the matter?"
"Honestly," I thought for a moment, ending with a bit of a sigh, "Thinking about us, really."
"Oh?" she asked, now sounding a bit concerned, "What about us?"
"Well..." I pondered, my shoulders far more relaxed than my thoughts, that's for sure, "I dunno... I guess just feeling a bit nostalgic."
"How so?"
"I mean... okay, right," I frowned, turning even more somber now, "You remember back when I was, like, 24, 25, around then?"
"Hah, how could I forget," she laughed. Bit of backstory. We separated about five years ago because I was basically just a toxic asshole. We were still living with one another, but it was a hard time. It took us two years to repair the damage. But it was worth it.
"Right, remember that one girl I was dating, Christina (fake name, duh)?"
"Yeah, sure," she nodded.
"I dunno, I think I'm starting to do that thing again."
"Oh, what thing? You mean the comparison thing?" she sounded suddenly quite worried.
"Yeah... Well, you know how there's our one friend..." I'm omitting this part of our conversation because it's private info. But long story short, the person I'm referring to is this woman we've both been speaking to who is this absolutely ridiculously gorgeous person. Like her body is so perfect it's borderline disturbing. We've been sexting and sending videos and stuff her almost constantly for the past, I dunno, like 2 or 3 months now? But there's a problem. That problem is, I compulsively compare myself to others.
We're our own worst critic. And while I certainly don't mind my body (and don't get many complaints, if I may boast for a bit) I also can't help myself but look at this other person and just say to myself, "Yeah, that's it. I give up. No matter what I do, I will never ever have a body like that." Totally ignoring the fact that I'm in my 30s and she's in her early 20s, or that she has said to me numerous times that she felt the same way about me concerning how I look. But you all know how it is. When you had a bad habit and you're feeling down, it's easy to regress back into those habits.
"Look, it's not about her body," I explained to her, "I'm just scared." Scared about returning to old ways, that is.
"Yeah, I get it," she sighed, "But I mean, really, what can I say? You have a condition, and you're working with it as best as you can. It's fine, not like I care. At least you're being honest with yourself and aren't just pretending anymore."
"Yeah, I guess so..." I pondered to myself. "To tell you the truth, I guess it just doesn't feel like I'm doing a very good job. Like I'm going on 31 years old and I'm acting like I'm still in high school with this crap, for God's sake."
"Oh stop," she frowned, "You're being way too melodramatic. Look, you have to give yourself a little credit. You have clinical depression and you're in a funk. It's *totally fine*."
"I suppose..." I dip my head down in a bit of shame, "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill the mood, and-"
"Hey! Hey, look at me," she insisted, turning my head around and giving me a long, deep kiss. "I love *you. You*. Not her, not some old flame of yours. You. Okay, like I don't want to spend the rest of my life with those people. You're my big sister, my girlfriend, and my soulmate, and I'm proud of you. So stop, you're never gonna change my mind no matter how hard you try."
She wasn't much for giving inspirational speeches. But we're both romantics. And she knows how much of a sucker I am for some sappy fucking garbage like that.
After giving some more considerations to her words, I lost myself in thought for about five minutes, remaining totally silent, just the sounds of our sycnronized breathing. This is a person who's looked up to me. Her use of the word "big sister" put things into perspective for me. Admittedly I don't really think about that fact all that much, but there is something important to consider here. This is a girl who's seen me as an example to follow for most of our lives. We share much of the same interests for a reason.
Now, the depression in me is telling me that I'm setting a bad example. She's my little sister, I should be better than this. As her partner, I owe it to her to have her best interests at heart, and I feel like I'm letting her down by acting this way. Even if I have a disorder. On the other hand, she's never once blamed me for my depression. She's always been civil about that. Even when I was a toxic sex addict desperate to feel good about myself, she was right there when I finally admitted that I needed help.
Still, this was a dangerous path to be on in terms of my train of thought. So, finally I broke the silence and tried my best to change gears, for both our sakes. I didn't want to lead her mind down that path, either. "What do you think about her, anyway?"
"Who, the girl?"
"Yeah," I replied.
"Well, um..." she thought for a couple seconds, "She's hot, that's goes without saying, uh... I mean she accepts us for who we are, so that's certainly a nice bonus."
"True," I pondered, "You know, quite a lot of people on Reddit are like that as well, like way more than I expected."
"What, accepting? Well yeah, I mean, it *is* an incest page, of course they're at least gonna be accepting of incest of all things," she quipped. That's fair, honestly.
"Hah, true," I giggled, "Still, I guess it's kind of a shame that we'll never really be construed as a 'normal' couple outside of that."
"Oh? Where's this coming from all of a sudden?" she asked me.
"I dunno, I guess it's like... well, okay. Do you think we'll ever be able to, I dunno..." I started.
"Hey, take it easy, hun," she reassures me with a quick pet on the side of my head, knowing I'm just rambling on about nothing at this point, "Look, how long have we been together?"
"About three years now?" I shrugged.
"Um, more like ten, honey," she corrected me, "Just because you and I weren't sleeping together at the time doesn't mean I wasn't there for you."
"Yeah, fair enough," I again let out a sigh.
"So that's a long time we've had to work things out, don't you think? And yet here you are, still in my lap, getting a nice, soothing massage."
Well she's right about that, it was soothing.
"So relax," she continued, "Whatever's going on, we'll figure something out."
"I guess..." I turned around, "Just like, don't you wish that for once you could share a kiss in public like other couples?"
"Like I said, we'll figure something out," she reassured me, giving me a kiss in return as well.
"I guess... I mean, I dunno, I just want to do right by us. And the more I think about it and read about other people's relationships, the less I feel like I know about ours. There's so much we still don't know."
"Yeah, there is. And we'll figure that out, too. Because that's what all couples do. We're not special. We're just unique. And that's okay." My face curled into a smile from her words and I relaxed again. This time she massaged my upper back, kneading me with her knuckles. "God, I remember when we used to fight constantly."
"Yeah, let's not go there," I quickly fired back.
"No no, it's important," she insisted, "Just look at how far we've come. We're sitting down like civilized people talking through this stuff. You know, *like a normal couple.*"
"Hm... Yeah, I suppose so," I shrugged, "Look, I'm sorry, I-"
"Oh my God, stop, you've always said you're sorry too much," she laughed, "Now come here and give your little sister a hug."
"Oh, I'll give you more than that," I smiled, turning over and falling into her arms. Yes, we did give each other a nice, genuine, warm hug. Although that's not where we'd leave it. After breaking off the hug, we both sat next to one another on the bed, passively massaging each other's arms and just enjoying one another's company for a bit. Finally, I went in and gave her a long, loving kiss. And as soon as I broke it off, she winced at me and sneered, "Oh *please*, Marina. I know you can do better, that was pathetic."
"Oh my God, you're incorrigible," I laughed, "Were we not just having a really serious conversation *two seconds ago*?"
"Um, yeah," she grinned, "So?"
"So... you're *still* horny?"
"Hey, I just want to show the love of my life how much she means to me, what's the harm in that?" she retorted. At first I laughed at her inanity and ridiculously sappy statement. But soon after, a large, heartfelt smile crept across my face. Which was apparently all the invitation my sister needed to plant a much deeper kiss, this time her tongue eagerly returning to my mouth where it belongs.
"Yeah, I have no arguments here..." I smiled seductively, my own tongue fully extending to greet hers between us. By far our favorite activity. We could (and, indeed, have on many occasions) spend hours just tongue-kissing alone. It took us, I dunno, maybe 15 or 20 minutes of rubbing against one another and just making out before she found her way on top of me this time, her hand creeping down my boyshorts.
"Oh, I see someone's feeling better..." she teased as she rubbed my ever-inflating mound. She gently petted my swollen pussy with two fingers, my own hands quickly finding hers and returning the favor. As we moaned into each other's mouths for a couple minutes, thoroughly working each other up, she smiled and moved down to my crotch, "By the way, these look *super* cute on you..."
"Thanks, you bought them for me," I giggled, "One or two Christmases ago." They're little black boyshorts with a pink Neko symbol over the front and a cat's pawprint just above my ass. Indeed, super-cute, I love them. My sister steals them constantly, however, so she probably forgot they're actually mine. (Yes, they are, Alexa. No, it's not up for debate, I know you have the online receipt.)
Of course, that didn't stop us from arguing for like 5 minutes over whose panties they were (I said they're mine, shut up). At some point she took them off to "claim ownership," to which I laughed at her stupidity yet again and tried to take them back (careful not to rip them, they *are* my panties, after all). One thing led to another, and suddenly I was on top of her holding her wrists beside her. A position which, I can't imagine why, elicited a seriously erotic moan which instantly turned me on even more.
From this point on, our tongues did the majority of the fighting. My little sister wrapped her legs around my ass, trapping me like a helpless critter. Quite a lot of saliva escaped from our mouths, coating the bottom half of our faces in a glossy sheen as we grinded against one another, rubbing our D-cup tits together and moaning long and hard from our hypersensitive nipples colliding. As she loosened her grip, I slowly began working my way down, fully exploring every inch of her utterly perfect body. Some days I need to be reminded just how lucky I am to have someone so beautiful inside and out next to me. Or beneath me, such as it is.
Finally I worked my way to her mesmerizing pink clam, that lovely pearl already practically leaping out from being so hot and bothered. Naturally, the first thing I do is give a little greeting kiss before retreating my mouth back and climbing up over her. She immediately knew exactly what I was doing and shuffled down the bed, allowing me plenty of space to sit. I planted my pussy squarely on her face with the first attempt, and she hungrily and enthusiastically ate me out like the absolute professional nymph that she is.
The electricity shot up my body, causing me to involuntarily gasp as I dove down and met her pussy in-turn, already soaking wet from being pent-up all day. "Marina?" Alexa moaned as my tongue lapped up as much juice as it could find.
"Yes?" I asked, thoroughly irritated that she'd dare interrupt my work.
"You're the best big sister anyone could ask for... *mmmh*... I'm so lucky to have you in my-"
"Oh my God, just shut up and lick me!! *Aahhh*..." I shouted at her as she laughed and eagerly returned to muffdiving. Of course, no incestuous 69ing would be complete without ass-play, and her thumb happily obliged, teasing my puckered ass as she continued munching like a famine victim. Pretty soon, I could barely even focus on *my* job here. Some example I was setting for my little sister by ignoring her needs.
I gave her 3 fingers to the roof of her pussy with my left hand, and the second I touched her beautiful ass with my right, she immediately and violently came all over me, with very little warning, I might add. As she screamed in pure bliss, her own thumb penetrated my ass and her mouth sucked my clit so hard it was like she was about to pull it off. It took me all of 10 seconds before I burst all over her in turn, my ladycum drenching her like being dunked at a waterpark.
*Man*, that one felt good. I really needed that release. And I really needed to be reminded that I'm good to her, both as a sister and a girlfriend. And like any good incestuous sibling couple ought to, I was sure to set a good example for the younger one by lapping up all of her wonderful, delicious ladycum, paying extra attention to her still swollen, darkened pussy lips. A little extra seemed to leak out, the aftershock orgasms always taste lovely. So, naturally, I collected that as well, thoroughly loving the sensations of her slurping up everything from my thighs and pussy in turn.
Afterwards, I turned around and laid back down next to her, obviously sharing my bounty with more making out. And before long she was thoroughly exhausted, and fell asleep at the drop of a hat practically as soon as I got up.
I'm not sure what to think about this chapter, after having read through it. But I'm going to publish it anyway. If anything, it gives you guys a little more insight into what our sex life is like when we're not being completely devious and playful about it and need some good old-fashioned cheer-up fucking. That said, I'd really appreciate it if you guys go easy, these are real issues we're working through and part of the reason why I'm sharing this is because it's how we're doing that constructively. We're both talkers. Putting ourselves in the open helps us process things, and it's certainly better for the psyche than bottling it up.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed that brief snippet, I tried to make it as unabridged as I could but I might've forgotten a lot, my memory isn't perfect. Still, I'd like to thank you for reading, I know this was a long one, and stay tuned for more smut from us! Don't worry, we'll try to make the next one a bit more light-hearted for you!
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[MF] Handjob in my dorm
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I (19F) have been dating this guy in college for about a year and never cheated on him until this past weekend. I gave a guy (19M) I knew from my track and field days a handjob in my dorm while my boyfriend was across the hall studying for an exam.
When I was 18, I managed the track team so I was friends with a lot of guys. This guy Adam said he was in the area. I talked to him occasionally still and he asked if he could come visit. I said sure and met him and showed him around my dorm. My roommate was gone for the weekend so he hung out for a bit and we reminisced.
I could tell he had been drinking a bit and he was starting to get pretty flirty and admitted to me that he had always had a crush on me, but was too shy to say anything, and that he really liked this pair of red shorts I had because my butt looked good in them.
I laughed and said thanks. My boyfriend and I had been going through a bit of a rough patch so I enjoyed the attention and told him that I still had the shorts. He said he’d love to see me in them again so I went in the bathroom and put them on.
I came out and kind of jokingly modeled them and asked if my butt looked as good as he remembered. He laughed and said even better. There was an awkward pause and then I looked down at his crotch area and saw he had an erection. I told him I can see you like it and he got embarrassed. He was always shy and obviously still, so I knew he wasn’t going to do anything or make a move. But I was turned on that he was so turned on by me that I went over to him and started to rub his crotch. He looked super nervous but I told him not to worry and had him lay back on my bed. I pulled down his shorts and underwear to reveal his very hard and very big dick which turned me on even more.
I told him he could rub my butt if he wanted to. I removed my shorts but stayed in my thong and I let him rub and squeeze my ass cheeks while I slowly stroked his cock. I then repositioned myself and straddled him so I could give him a good stroking and make him cum. I got some lotion and stroked him with different motions for a few minutes before I vigorously pumped his cock and made him squirt cum all over my face and tits. It was quite the mess he made but pretty hot.
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[B/S] My sister has been begging me to sleep with her and I let her give me a blowjob
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I'm 24 and my sister is 21. This started a couple of weeks ago. Without giving away any personal information I came into a sum of money. Nothing life changing but enough to have fun with. I have a close relationship with my sister and we are both big alt/emo music fans. She got into stuff like blink-182 and MCR because I would listen to that kind of music. So we've been following a bands tour for a couple of weeks now. We've got a couple more weeks worth of shows left. They aren't one of the huge bands like MCR(those tickets are SOLD OUT) so it's affordable. Usually these smaller bands shows are like 15-25 dollars to get in. The most expensive part of this is the travel/food/hotels. She was being very touchy with me but I didn't take it as her wanting me. She'd touch my arm a lot and hug me more. She kisses me on the cheek while I'm driving. Sometimes we have two beds and sometimes we share a bed. I've seen her topless/in a towel/in underwear. We've been sharing small hotel rooms for a couple weeks so it happens.
I caught on to her interest in me a few nights ago. She kept holding my hand and resting her head on my shoulder. My sister is an attractive woman so I'm not repulsed by it but she's my sister. It's strange. She's my little sister so it's hard to see her in a sexual way. But she's great looking. I don't check her out but the body is nice and she's got a cute face. But it's so weird. I really caught on when we were on a park bench and she tried to kiss me. I stopped it without embarrassing her but she took my hand and leaned in and I just got up and acted like I was taking a phone call. My sister can be very sensitive about things. She's not constantly making moves on me or flirting. For the most part travelling with her has been nice. I don't just walk around in fear that she'll kiss me. But if I am being totally honest the idea of being intimidate with her didn't sound so bad as time went on. It's making me feel like I'm disgusting. I get if she has a crush on me. I've read that it can be more common for people to have a crush on their older sibling but I'm the big brother. I just feel like I blew it by letting her go down on me. At concerts I will carry her on my shoulders sometimes during hype moments. Feeling her thighs around my neck and knowing that her parts(I feel gross using words to describe my sister's genitals) were right behind my neck. It was pressing against my neck and head at times. She was sweaty and her legs were warm. I was enjoying it but also feeling disgusting. I look forward to the hotels where there is only one bed because I know that she'll put her arms around me.
The night before last we weren't in the same bed but she was talking to me. She asked me if I thought she was attractive. She said that I'm attractive and that her friends think I'm attractive. I don't want to repeat the entire conversation but she said something like "what if we had sex?" and I just told her that she's my sister. She said "that doesn't mean we can't have sex." There was a lot of conversation for like three hours but I feel gross typing it out. We went back and forth over the morals of incest. She said that she wants to have sex with me. She said that she hoped this time together would end with us having a sexual relationship. She said "I'm on birth control" and I tried to spin it like "that's great that you're being responsible with your sex life." She seemed kind of down that I kept brushing off her advances. But I was honest with her. I told her that I found her attractive. I said "physically, sex with you would be great. But you're my sister." She was like "pretend I'm not your sister." This went on for a while but we went to sleep.
Last night we were in bed together and I think all the sex talk the night before made us closer. There was a lot of tension during the day. We were in bed talking about sex again. I want to clarify that I wasn't talked into it or anything. I encouraged conversation and never asked her to stop talking about it because deep inside I'm disgusting. It was late and she was just saying a lot. I'm not going to put it all here but It was just like.
"You can have me whenever you want. Even after this tour. Months or years from now you can have me"
"I think about you when I masturbate"
"What's so wrong with having sex with someone you find attractive?"
"We're talking right now when you could just be cumming inside of a woman you find attractive"
"You could just slip it inside me right now"
I'm leaving out the more graphic stuff but just stuff like this was said. I would give weak ass replies but I wanted it. I was hard and I felt ashamed. She wasn't even noticing that because she was just looking in my eyes the whole time while talking. She asked if we could kiss at least and I said that would be weird. I don't know why I allowed the blowjob like that is less weird. But I gave in and said she could go down on me. She was excited as hell. The moment I said yes like a second later her mouth was on my dick. I don't feel comfortable describing the blowjob but I liked it. Is that wrong to say? It was a great blowjob. I didn't pretend it wasn't my sister. She was looking me in the eyes the whole time. She asked me to look her in the eyes and wanted to see me while I came. Her mouth just felt amazing and I've had plenty of blowjobs. I think I'm a sick fuck now because seeing it in my sister's mouth and knowing that it was my sister made it better. I came in her mouth. She thanked me. The first time I've been thanked after RECIEVING oral sex. She got close to me and cuddled me all night. Today has been fucking strange. She gave me another blowjob this morning and she kissed me during lunch. I'm enjoying this a lot and I shouldn't.
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Her lunch with an ex [MF]
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It seemed odd that my wife wasn’t home yet - she had just planned on a quick trip to Target on this Saturday morning. It was almost 2 pm when she finally strolled through the door. “You’ve been out for a while” I quipped, to which she replied “well, I bumped into Jimmy, so we went to lunch…”. Oh, Jimmy, her ex, I thought to myself, feeling my blood pressure rise. She always talked so highly of him, and I got sick of hearing about him, and she’s well aware of it. Knowing this, she came over to be sweet, give me a hug and a kiss, pleading “don’t be mad…”.
Admittedly, I was annoyed, saying “I’m more mad you didn’t tell me…why didn’t you tell me you were going” as she tried to be more flirty, trying to kiss me as she tried to grope and tease. I am but a man, and as her fingers deftly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, I was quickly aroused. “Are you sure you’re mad? You say you’re mad, but you don’t feel that mad…” All I could manage was a moan as she grabbed at me, my mind wanting to be mad, my body wanting to take her, punish her for being a flirt. She continued to tease “Why are you so hard? I thought you said you’re mad? Are you thinking about me having lunch with him?” All I offered was a “mmhmm”, but sensing an opportunity to tease,she wanted to hear more…”I know you like my ass in these leggings, think he liked it? What about my tits? Don’t they look good in this tank top?”
She knew all the buttons to push - she knew her tits looked great, got attention, and free drinks. And at this point, we had moved from standing in the kitchen to the living room, me in a chair, her on her knees in front of me, working my throbbing cock free and stroking gently. Knowing she was in total control, she continued to push…”do you think he wanted me on my knees too?”, dropping her mouth around the head, flicking her tongue, fingers teasing my balls.
All I could do was close my eyes and say “I love you on your knees”. I could feel a moan escape her lips as they were wrapped around my cock before pulling away, replaced by her hand stroking me again. “You are so hard baby. Are you thinking about me sucking him, stroking him? Would it be better if I did it topless?” I opened my eyes to watch her peel her tank top and sports bra from her beautiful tits, nipples already hard, and feeling her push them forward and together, enveloping my cock.
I had all I could take - “Fuck baby, make me cum, I need to cum…”. She was quite pleased with herself at this point, still slowly stroking and teasing, “mmm, I knew you wouldn’t stay mad. Where do you think he would want to come? On my big tits? In my mouth? My face?” As much as I love painting her tits, I wanted her to suck me dry - “I want that mouth….” That was all the encouragement she needed. She dropped her head, sucked hard, and had my cum in no time. And she did completely suck me dry. I could hear her swallowing it all, and as she pulled away, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked sexy as fuck, still on her knees, bare tits, and closed saying “For being mad, that was a lot of cum baby…”
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33f yachting vacation turns into trip to remember part 1 [mf ff mff masterbation, teasing, slow build]
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I could hear someone moving around and banging in the cabin next to mine as I began to get settled in my “room”. Not exactly the glamour I had envisioned when I pictured sailing the sapphire seas. When we booked the yacht originally, I had assumed Kelly would get the right accommodations sorted out, it was my first time going with her, after all. I guess when she cancelled, I just went into it blindly, but truth be told I never realized the boat was going to be so small. Beautiful, yes, but a lot more cramped than I expected. I guess with 10 other guests we all had to fit somewhere. We were booked to go to lunch at a beautiful beachside resort in Antalya before departure, so I got changed into a lighter, sexier outfit and headed to meet the group.
As we got acquainted in the restaurants lobby, I started to feel more relaxed, the group seemed to be made up of a great mix of people all fairly close to my age, not to mention a few very sexy guys. After a few minutes I felt eyes on me, and as we sat down at the table I figured out whose gaze it was and our eyes finally met, leaving me somewhat breathless. He sat across from me and smiled, “I’m happy I got this seat,” he said with a cheeky grin. “I’m Tom, by the way.” His blue shirt brought out his piercing blue eyes, and he had a boyish mischievousness about him. “I’m Kate,” I reply with a grin of my own, starting to feel an unusual feeling. I had never been on a solo trip, and to be surrounded by all these attractive, relaxed vacationers made me feel like I was in an alternate universe, able to take on a different persona, or show different sides of myself I hid from everyone around me. Jackie had made a comment to me before leaving about these kinds of trips being specifically known for young professionals looking to blow off some steam, but I shrugged it off – she always has crazy conspiracy takes on everything. But the way everyone was smiling and interacting made me start to think she wasn’t far off.
I chatted with Tom and some of the other passengers over drinks and some absolutely delicious local food and was surprised at myself as the chatting all felt very flirtatious and I was getting uncharacteristically hot and bothered. Even the women were standing out as beautiful to me, and a few also seemed to be making a heavy amount of eye contact, while the energy flow was light and felt more sensual than I was used to. I instantly liked Kels, who was tall, with freckles green eyes and light brown hair that seemed to glisten gold in the sunlight. She was from Vancouver and seemed to have so many similar interests to me. Tom lived in Toronto, and not only was our sexual chemistry insane, it appeared he had the same dark humour as Kels and I. The flirty chat was flowing between the three of us and we were all dying of laughter. I began to realize how pent up I had been for so long; I was so happy to be able to finally let loose a little, even if it felt a bit sexual. Whatever was going on, I wanted it to continue. We finished up lunch and headed back towards the boat. As I got up from the table, I noticed that I was really wet, borderline soaked through my underwear. As I walked, the friction of my linen shorts against my already aroused pussy made me so uncomfortably close to the edge of orgasm that my legs were almost shaking by the time I got back to my cabin. I slammed the door harder than intended and collapsed on the bed letting out a moan I had manage to stifle for the last 5 minutes. I put my fingers under my shorts, sliding them softly over my panties and teasing at my pulsating clit, using my other hand to lightly pinch one of my hard pink nipples. I was so overly aroused I probably could have kept teasing myself for hours, building myself up again and again to climax, until my body couldn’t take it anymore.
That’s one of the hidden sides of myself I was talking about, I have a very high level of sensitivity in every sense and have always been very well versed with what satisfies my body. I love the way my pussy looks up close, especially when I am giving her my undivided attention. Because I am so sensitive, I cum very easily, and when I am turned on, she pulsates and glistens, begging for more, and sometimes squirting if I am lucky. Most toys are too intense for me unless I have been really “primed” for a while. There’s nothing that turns me on more that coming again and again, even if it seems like she can’t take any more, she always responds how I want her too if I give her a little break. It might seem intense to some, but its nothing overly aggressive. I think of the repeated orgasms kind of like my HIIT workouts, I just push myself until I physically can’t anymore, and my body can’t get enough of it. I have always wanted a partner who knew the ins and outs of my body to the point of pushing me right to the edge and keeping me there for a bit, but as I said before, I have known from a young age how to pleasure my body, so I know my secret weaknesses.
I started getting carried away thinking about Tom, and what his big strong hands would feel like if they were the ones playing with my clit, I put two fingers together and slide them into my tight pussy and start really pressing into my g spot and clit simultaneously, getting me closer to climax. As I get into a good rhythm and feel myself about to cum, someone knocks on my door. I instantly freeze, pulling my hands out of my shorts and jumping off the bed, suddenly feeling as though the person on the other side of the door could see me. “Kate, is that you in there?” I instantly recognize Toms voice, feeling a rising mixture of embarrassment and frantic energy, suddenly forgetting how to speak. “Looks like were neighbours. Let’s have a neighbourly drink on the deck, what do you say?” he asks through the door. “Uhm yeah, sorry! I’m just, um, unpacking some stuff… uhh I will be out in a couple minutes” I awkwardly respond back a little too loudly. “Whatever you say, I’ll see you when you’re finished.” He said and seemed to walk towards the deck. I take a second to regroup after realizing my door wasn’t even locked – I’m too flustered to finish myself off so guess I better get up to the deck. After catching my breath and straightening up, I head out trying not to focus on my greedy pussy still pulsating reminding me she’s been neglected. As I walk up and see the gorgeous sun glistening on the water front of me, Tom slides over with a glass of white and motions towards a table where he and Kels had been sitting. On the way over I say jokingly “so you’re the neighbour who was banging around before lunch.” He looks me in the eye with a grin, “guilty as charged,” he says playfully, adding “The cabin walls are pretty thin, so you’ll have to learn to live with me for the next ten days, unfortunately.” Usually the thought of hearing someone’s noise for ten days would mildly irritate me, but in my horny state of mind it almost felt like yet another turn on. Just before we were in earshot of Kels he looks me dead in the eyes, “I will say, I have never heard anyone moan like that while unpacking.” I can feel the redness coming over my neck and face, feeling more mortified than ever, completely speechless. With his eyes still on me and that sexy grin he says, “I won’t lie, it got me going. You know the cabin doors don’t have locks on them? You’re lucky I have some self-restraint, because the thought of seeing what you were doing on the other side of the door was verrry tempting.” By now we have reached the table and Kels is looking at us both with a questioning grin. “Kate, you look like you need something a little stronger than wine.” She smiles, “I ordered you a negroni. I hope you don’t mind; I just find it easier to get intimately acquainted with some liquid courage.” I am still a little tipsy from lunch but am happy to follow her lead. “Plus, the way your cheeks are getting flushed from the alcohol is so sexy.” She speaks so confidently and has a distinct look of desire on her face, which is making my cheeks flush even further. The bartender brings us our negronis and as I thank him Kels reached passed me to grab her drink, grazing across one of my nipples. It seemed unintentional, but I could have sworn she lingered for a split second. I brought the negroni to my lips as it dawned on me; this was definitely going to be an unforgettable trip.
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my [F23] inner slut gets me bred by my husband's frat brother [M26]
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I can't take it, and I can't wait.
Friday night my husband left for a business trip and I was left all alone. I masturbated for hours after he left, but it wasn't the same. The dildo stretched me out more than he ever could, but feeling him throb in me and explode inside me had me feral.
So I downloaded Tinder.
And by Sunday night I heard a knock at my door. I actually matched with one of my husband's old frat brothers who I always thought was cute. We flirted over text and told him it was just sex. He seemed less than thrilled till I told him I was married. As soon as I told him I was cheating, he said he'd be there within the hour.
And now it's 6pm, but my night is just about to begin.
I open the door and see Micah there. Over 2 years since I'd last seen him, he'd gotten more muscular - I could tell immediately by the tight shirt and textured abs beneath.
I close the door and waste no time. His shirt is off in seconds and his jeans are close behind.
Soon his cock is in my mouth. He's throbbing down my throat in under a minute. I pull him out of my mouth and stand up. I grab his hand and slide it down my pants. My pussy is already soaking wet and I know he can feel it. In another minute or two, I'm also naked.
I move over to the couch and spread my legs to invite him between. He starts eating me out on the couch and I grab his head as he sucks on my clit. After just minutes of his lips on my pussy, I'm dripping down on the couch in anticipation.
"Micah... I want you inside me..." I gasp between moans.
He looks at me for a brief second, then wastes none after. Before I could even comprehend how what I was doing was wrong, I watch him sink all 6 inches into me all at once.
"FUCK! FUCK ME PLEASE!" I beg as his cock throbs inside me in slow thrusts. He picks up in speed while growing inside me. I feel him deeply thrust, hitting my cervix in deep penetration.
I get lost in the sensations and completely forget he's never fucked my tight pussy before. His cock kept pushing against my g-spot and the tension to cum only grew as my moans got louder and louder.
The next part felt like a blur.
After teasing my g-spot, I needed more. I flip over to all fours and have him fuck me in doggy.
I'm so close to cumming and I'm moaning so loud that I don't even realize what was happening as Micah moaned too.
His cock started throbbing more and I felt my orgasm was close... But suddenly I feel a warm rush inside of me. Micah's moans change and I see him slow down. I keep going, thinking it's just me getting more wet - until I feel it again... And again. On the third time, my body collapses in orgasm and I feel the warm sensation again. I pull Micah out to a white mess slipping out of my pussy.
"FUCK. Did you just cum in me?" I say, startled.
"Um... 4 times actually." Micah grins.
I tell him to leave immediately. "I'm not on birth control! Why would you just assume?!"
He's out the door within a minute of me yelling and I lock the door behind him.
I feel more of his cum drip out of me onto my underwear. I rush to the bathroom to clean it up, only to see how big of a mess he left inside me. The feral part of me kicked in and I started to taste my fingers covered in him. Before long I'm straddling the tub, using my dildo to stuff his cum further in.
Only after I cum did I realize what just happened.
I just cheated, got bred, and liked it all at once...
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[M/s] umm I gave my son a handjob before bed
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I don't want to provide any kind of personal identifying information. I am 36 and my son is 18. I had my son young and I am a single mother. That's the only "backstory" I want to give. I will not provide pictures or anything like that. I will not provide exact dates or timeframes but anything sexual or related to that happened when he was 18.
I really don't have much to say. I gave him a handjob before he went to bed and now I've just been browsing reddit. I feel like a freak. I feel like a gross person and mother but I also just feel excited. Sexually excited but just generally excited. I feel like I just rode a fucking roller coaster or something. Or like I'm high or something I don't know.
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I don't have much to add. I've never been into incest. I dated a guy before who enjoyed the incest fantasy but it wasn't my thing. I did it just to make him happy. I've never had sexual thougths about my son. It quite literally just happened.
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I'm not sure if I speak for all single mothers but I just have a really good relationship with my son. I really hope this didn't fuck it all up and that scares me a lot. I've always tried to support his interests and be there for him. Some parents think that you can't be friends with your kid and I think that is wrong. My son is my friend but he is also my son. We talk about shows and movies and pop culture like friends. I guess all this started a couple of weeks ago when he just dropped a bomb on me that he finds me attractive. I didn't make a big deal out of it or say he was weird or wrong. I just kind of said "awh" and that it's sweet and cute. I really wasn't sure what reaction to give other than that but he kind of looked disappointed. Kind of reminded me of when a boy confesses his feelings and you say "awh" and they look really sad. I'm not sure if after this his behavior changed or if maybe I just started noticing. I think he was behaving the same but I just noticed him looking at me. I wear shorts that only go to my middle thigh in the house a lot and I noticed him looking at my legs. He wasn't staring but now that I knew he found me attractive I just noticed. And it didn't bother me?? I didn't like it but honestly I didn't care. Random men on the street look at me all the time like I'm a piece of meat at least my son knows me and cares about me.
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Nothing crazy happened until earlier. We were in the couch together and I had my legs over his legs. This wasn't a move this is just how we sit. I'm his mom and we are close. We hug and cuddle. This isn't some new thing and there was no sexual intention behind it. I noticed his he was getting a little "excited" so I just said sorry and took my legs off his legs. He told me that it was okay and that it's his fault. He said that he still sees me like his mom and that he doesn't want it to be weird. I told him that I agreed. So what if he finds me attractive. That's my boy and I'll always love him. I raised him.
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The handjob itself just fucking happened. I was sitting next to him. He was still hard and it never went away. I kept finding myself looking over at it and I just couldn't stop thinking about it. He was hard for like an hour. I don't know WHY I did this. Even as I'm typing this I keep looking down at my hand and just think about how I touched my son there with it. I just put my hand on his thigh to gauge his reaction. He just looked down at my hand and then looked at me. I couldn't even look at him but I was seeing him through my peripheral vision. At this point I hardly even saw him or his dick. I think if I looked over and saw his face I would have felt ashamed and scared and stopped. I just kind of rubbed his thigh for a bit. Then I moved on to the main thing. I rubbed over his bulge through his pants and he just opened his legs more. I didn't take it slow from here because I was fucking terrified. My courage was waning and I was fucking scared. Like once he gave me the non verbal consent for this. I just undid his pants, pulled it out, and started jacking him off. It happened so fast and I think he came in like two minutes. I could hardly breathe while doing it like I was panting and my heart was pounding. He was saying "mom" and moaning. Is it weird that hearing him moan "mom" only turned me on more? When he was close to finishing he leaned close to me and had his head on my breast/shoulder and he just fucking came. He came everywhere. It got on my hand, the couch and even the coffee table. I couldn't even look at him until I washed my hands and he put his dick it away. When I got back and finally looked him in the eyes I didn't' regret it but we didn't talk about it. We wiped up and he went to bed and I've just been pacing around and losing my mind. I gave MY SON a handjob. What the fuck got into me. I always prided myself on being a good mother but I just feel like I did something fucked up. But I can't stop thinking about it. I want it again. I want it more and I don't think it's right.
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[F]18 - I got SPIT ROASTED at a party last night!
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College parties at my town are always a little crazy! My friend (F21) and I (F18) decided to go to a party we saw people posting on social media. We dressed as slutty as we could - shorts so short our asses were hanging out and mesh tops with no bra on so EVERYONE could basically see both of our tits! At the party i met two guys who were both 24. I always caught them checking me out and they were both flirting with me so i could tell they clearly wanted to dick me down. I admitted that i wanted BOTH of them and they said lets do it! We found an empty room and then i started sucking dick! They then started to kiss all over my body, taking my clothes off to suck on my nipples! One pounded me from the back while i sucked on his friends huge cock. They made sure to slap my face and spit in my mouth, treating me like the true little slut that i am. I let them go bareback too! I let them take turns cumming in me. There was sooooo much cum leaking out of me by the end but good thing my parents pay for my birth control!
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DP'd a slut
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Dp'd a slut
So, I was in the Army and stationed in South Korea. My base was very small. There were maybe 200 people on this base. I was married at the time. However, that did not stop me from having fun on the side. So I started fucking this chick who was stationed on our base. She was in the medical field. She was average height, chubby, blonde hair, and blue eyes. Her name was Ally. So we were fucking on a regular basis. We had a big party for the 4th of July. All day drinking, volleyball, swimming, and having a blast. So, at about midnight, she says to me she is going to sleep in my bed. I tell her ok and that i will be there soon. Maybe an hour later, i go to bed, and she is in bed asleep naked. I fuck her and pass out in bed as well. Beds in the Army at the time were twin beds. So, 2 people sleeping in this bed, there is not a lot of space to move around without waking the other person. So, i got woken up to Ally, really moving around. I then realized someone was on top fucking her. She had been laying on her stomach, so she was laying flat on her stomach with him on top of her fucking her. "Whos that?" i say. My boss, Matt Hubble, responded, " I got this, Will." So, im watching her in the dark get fucked by my boss. Now, my boss is married and is married to Korean national. So his wife is at home while he is fucking Ally. I think Ally then realized that it wasnt me fucking her and pushed him off. She then got on top of me and started fucking me. Well, my boss Matt took that as an invite to DP her. Next thing i know, we are rubbing dicks then he spits on her asshole and works his dick into her asshole. I never fucked her in the ass so i have no idea if she is an anal virgin or not. We fuck her like this for a while then Matt finishes. He then gets up, slaps her ass, and walks out the door. We say nothing about this the next morning. This was the first and only time I dp'd a chick, and i have wanted to do it again but have never gotten the opportunity.
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[f/d] Lovers for almost 2 years and still strong!
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Hello everyone! I just got a little calendar reminder that next month my husband and I will be celebrating two years as a romantic couple! We actually celebrated our 1 year wedding anniversary in May, but I was a little too busy to say something. Sorry.
But I DO have a little news to share. So I'm going to tell you a very long and complicated story. I hope you don't mind. <3
In 2021, my husband (my father) and I decided to have a baby together. This was not a small decision. We talked about it for a long time. It wasn't a kink for us, it was simply the culmination of our love. You see, earlier in the year my father (we weren't married yet) opted to get a vasectomy. We wanted to be able to enjoy our sex life without the worry, but we also wanted to allow for a planned pregnancy. So he had a batch of his sperm stored. Then, in August we ordered a sample back, and in September we performed an ICI. Now the ICI took 3 attempts, but by mid November, I was pregnant!
You can't imagine how much joy that little baby brought my husband and I. But fate is cruel and in late December, I developed a mini clot in my uterus. It lodged in my baby's umbilical cord and the baby passed away inside me. It was a very tough time for me and my man. But he never faltered. He took good care of me and saw to my every need. We survived together. For three months I recovered. My body recovered quickly, but my heart took a little longer. Then, on April 13th of this year, We were finally made whole again...
We had many discussions about our future from December to April. The one constant was each other. We simply never want to be apart. So on a warm Wednesday afternoon, we went to see a specialist whom we had been planning with. Following a single attempt and successful implantation, Seven nail biting months, and a clean bill of health this afternoon, I am pleased to announce that my husband and I are expecting our healthy baby boy, due the second week of January, 2023!
I'M PREGNANT!!! <3
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He Banged Me In The Locker Room Shower
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So I know that the name is 'Locker Room Confessions' ...But in all honestly. I didn't do that much hooking up in the actual locker room. I personally know people who sucked many times more dick in the locker room than me. The idea to this day makes me nervous. I am not much of a showoff. And public showers are just that ...public ...filled with other people's germs. Not to kink shame, it just isn't for me.
However...That kind of changed with Amir.
I had never dated a guy before. My idea of a relationship was texting a guy the next day to see if he was sore after we hooked up. But Amir was different. I didn't even know if he was into guys at first. Even when we had that play kiss (I wrote about this ...I think it's called 'He Wore Nothing But A Towel And Sandals' ...or you can find it on the podcast titled 'The Next Level' as a matter of fact there are a number of things I don't have the time to write...if it's on the Podcast I will just mark it with PD) I didn't know what he liked. That evening he called me and asked me out to dinner to celebrate. My close friend Roxanne (who I also hooked up with...don't judge a hoe) played wing-woman, telling him that I was the new manager of the gym. Roxanne's husband Nick represented Amir legally in some sort of capacity, that's how she knew him.
When our mutual interest in each other became known, it took every bit of strength I could borrow to not strip him on-site. To me Amir is the most gorgeous human on the planet. He was a touch taller than me at 6'0. He had these warm honey eyes that were slighlty sunken and mysterious. He also looked like he wore eye-liner, and they were very pronounced. But his smile...his laugh...100% sunshine. Almost innocent. He had full lips and a body that was chiseled but with just enough meat so that it was still soft. God, cuddling him was just as great as the sex. Maybe better.
Like I said I had never dated anyone. And I was at a point in my dick career where I wanted to get to know someone outside of the bedroom before jumping into that. So I asked Amir if we could wait before having sex. When I explained my reasoning to him, his eyes lit up. He loved the idea.
We spent weeks together, talking and getting to know each other. I thought not having sex would be a sobering experience, when in reality it escalated my feelings of lust and affection. I fell for him so fast, so completely.
My favorite thing we did in this little period of abstinence was at night, he would lay his calves across my lap and read to me, while I massaged his feet. His feet were so soft, yet masculine. It was as if he never set foot on the ground. Like he walked on clouds everywhere he went. lol It made me very self conscious of my feet, that were so calloused and neglected you'd think I didn't own a pair of shoes.
Finally when neither of us could stand waiting any longer we had our first time together. It was The Best. Sex. Ever.
PD
The morning after, was a Saturday. I had woken up in Amir's bed and got a call that one of my employees had called out and they needed someone to cover the front desk till the next shift. I didn't want to leave Amir but duty called, and he understood. It was a short shift anyway, only two more hours of it needed to be covered.
As I'm wrapping up the shift. Amir shows up to the gym in workout clothing.
"Hey!" I said. It was all I could think to say. He was stunning.
"Hey." He replied with a lot more chill than I had. "I thought I would workout." He stepped to the counter and scanned his membership.
"Are you sore?" I asked conspiratorially, when he was close enough. He didn't respond. He just flushed, and smiled shyly. Amir had only bottomed once before last night. Topping was definitely where he felt most comfortable.
Amir had requested that I join him on his workout. I was hesitant because I had seen him in action...I had not always been in shape, and the idea of working out with Amir made my inner fat-boy senses tingle.
During the workout Amir punished me for the night before. It was brutal, but I got through it.
I didn't realize how absolutely quiet my gym was on the weekend. There was maybe 5 other people working out in the whole gym.
I met up with Amir in the locker room after. He was quickly stripping off everything he had on. He even removed his hair tie, and his long black hair hung over his eyes, shutting me out.
"Great workout, huh." He said, barley repressing a smirk. He knew I was fucked up. He removed his underwear and his stupidly thick cock hung free between his legs. I still had a hard time getting over the girth. Even soft it looked like a fist hanging next to a set of golf balls.
I was staring at it before I could catch myself. He caught me stealing glances and smiled. I turned my head away embarrassed.
"You can't steal what you own, babe." He said to me. He kissed me on the cheek. I could have cum in that very moment.
My phone rang. It was one of my employees whom I had reached out to for coverage before I came in. "I gotta get this!" I stammered. I went into the locker room lounge. I am very strict about phone use inside the locker room. By the time I hung up, I had a text from Amir.
*Nobody's here ...come to me*
Was he insane! Not at my job. Not Now ...I gave all that up when I started managing.
The next thing I knew I was standing outside of his shower...In a towel. I entered discreetly.
Amir was inside, back against the wall, mouth breathing and slowly stroking, under the steaming waterfall of the shower. I closed the door quickly, and started to soap up. I didn't want to be all sweaty.
I was busy applying soap to my body when Amir's disapproving head shake stopped me. It was like he was saying 'what are you doing'. In an instant he was all over me. Kissing me. Tongue deep inside my mouth, as he palmed my ass cheeks in his hand. He was spreading them open and fingering me.
Where had this come from? He was always so sweet. So attentive. Almost innocent. But as he kissed and pried and thrust his throbbing meat between my thighs. He became a villain.
And I loved every moment of it.
Even when he started to penetrate me and I was saying 'Wait... slow down' I wanted it.
He slid inside me and began to pound furiously. I wasn't in pain, I was beyond that. I was in ecstasy. Pain was pleasure and pleasure was existing!
"FUUUUCK!" I moaned, And Amir clamped his hand over my mouth to silence me
*Let them fire me!* I thought.
Amir grabbed me around my throat and started to squeeze, he pressed his forehead against mine, and stared eyes open into my soul. His thrusts became rigid, his eyes glazed over, and he came deep inside me. Grunting and sucking in air with each thrust.
I didn't know he was capable of this. I was so turned on. I jerked off and nutted in his face. We embraced and kissed more.
I could barley walk as I exited the shower and slipped back into my work uniform.
I went back to my office with the intent to wait for Amir. One of my housekeepers Luis barged into my office.
"Mr. Brooks, Mr. Brooks!" He said in an urgent yet hushed tone.
"Yes, Luis?"
"You aren't gonna believe this... Two guys were in the showers clapping cheeks!" He exclaimed.
I almost choked.
"Wait what... who?"
"I don't know... I got out of there before I could see their faces." Luis said.
I dodged a major blow on this one. After Luis left, I scrambled to my phone and text Amir that I would wait for him outside. I didn't want anyone seeing us leave together.
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Golf Tournament Planners Have All the Fun [MF] [Slow Burn] [Creampie]
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This is a longer story that finishes in the comment section. Enjoy!
It is the beginning of the tournament season at the golf course where I work. I have been the tournament director for 3 years, and love every aspect of my job. It gives me the opportunity to work with some very interesting people. Most of the people that hold tournaments at the course are usually either corporate people holding an outing for their business, or they are the charitable type of person. Generally speaking they are men in their forties. Occasionally the big wig will throw the tournament organization responsibilities to their secretary; this usually tends to be more of a pain in the ass, since the secretary doesn't play golf and has no idea how to run a golf tournament. In any case, this is a story of a special person I met while running one of these tournaments and an encounter I will never forget.
I had just gotten into work and received a voicemail from a friendly voice wanting to organize a tournament that would run in late June. It is hard to tell what a person looks like by the sound of their voice but a person can definitely imagine. After receiving the voicemail my imagination was hard at work. Her name was Linda, from the sound of her voice she had to be 5 foot 8, blond with blue eyes, legs that go on for days, a perfect TEN. A person can fantasize right?
I called Linda back and set up a meeting for later that afternoon. Once the meeting was set, I did not really delve any further into the great body Linda had to have. I set out to the many tasks a tournament director has at the start of any busy golf season. I am no God by any means, I am 30 years old, 6 feet tall, fairly thin but not skin and bone. I keep in shape but do not work out to impress anyone, just to keep fit. I have blond hair and blue eyes. I have been a golf professional since graduating from college, giving me the tanned complexion that most people working in an office 5 days a week simply do not have. I wouldn't say I am ugly but I am by no means a male model either. I have had a few girlfriends in my day; most of the relationships I have been in have fizzled away for some reason or other. Nothing overly traumatic just the usual fun and games.
Linda showed up to my office 5 minutes early, catching me on a phone call with an important contact for an event taking place the following week. I did not really notice to her coming in the door, looking back at it I definitely should have. Linda was everything I had dreamt of, she was the exact description of the person I had imagined her being except for the small detail of the color of her hair and eyes. Linda was a brunette, damn!
Linda looked very professional, she had on a skirt that may have been a little short for someone working, but could have been shorter for someone like myself. On top, she wore a sleeveless button down blouse that had some sort of pleat across her chest that did wonders for drawing attention to something that needed absolutely no help drawing attention. I am a sucker for legs making Linda the object of every wet dream I had as a teenager growing up.
The meeting went well, all the details were set, and the contract was signed and dated (most important part of my job). Linda needed to meet with one of our clothing reps to order some special merchandise for the event. The company she had decided on was a large company based on the other side of town. Linda worked at a large telecommunication company fairly close to the golf course. I told Linda I would set up a meeting with the rep, and let her know what needed to be done. By this time it was getting fairly late in the day so I sent Linda on her way so I could go home and continue with the imaginary relationship I was having with her. After Linda had left, I called the rep to set up a meeting for Linda's event.
When I arrived home all I could think of was Linda and what she would look like naked. These thoughts did not go unnoticed by my penis. Apparently, he had the same thoughts of Linda. Before making dinner, I decided to take a shower to ease some of the tension Linda was unintentionally giving me. In the shower my mind kept slipping back to those legs, she had to have the most beautiful legs in the entire world. Of course, the shower did nothing to relieve the tension the tension down below. My friend is well shaped standing at least 6 inches from my crotch when he is excited. I have never had any complaints in the size department I have always figured him to be about average.
After getting out of the shower, I went into my bedroom to relax a bit. At this point my penis was straining against the towel I had wrapped around my waist. When I removed the towel I discovered just how much Linda had control over my mind and body. My cock stood swollen look very impressive I might add. The head was a purplish red color and was the hardest it has ever been. I began to think how Linda would love to experience my new found love for her and her body. I imagined her thin fingers wrapped around the shaft stroking it up and down.
The next thing I knew I was in a new world. My cock was shooting blasts of thick white cream 4 feet into the air and landing on my sweating chest. That night I skipped dinner and fell right to sleep, dreaming of Linda and my incredible love for her body.
The next day I woke up with an abnormally painful hard-on. It wasn't from the best orgasm I have ever had the night before, it was from the thoughts of Linda throughout my dreams the previous night.
Unfortunately, I was running late and didn't have time to put more focus into Linda's expertise in stroking my cock. I would have to go though the day concealing the best hard-on known to man.
The day went as usual except for one small detail. The rep had called back and needed to hold the meeting on his end town, he was leaving early the next morning for a conference on the companies' new line of clothing. I called Linda and set a time for the meeting, I told her I would drive us to the meeting. The rep had a hotel he reserved for all his showings. This isn't unusual in his line of work. It seems to work best for showing so many different lines of clothing.
I picked Linda up around noon and began the treacherous drive across town. She looked stunning. She had on a tight low-neck sleeveless top that not only was giving me a sneak peak at a deep cleavage, but also showing the sides of her body just below her shoulder blade. She wore a skirt similar to the one she had on the day before. As she stepped into my car I also got a glimpse of those legs. Her legs were well toned but cannot be described as overly muscular, they were just right!
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[S/S] The Sisters Grimm's Science Corner: Experimental Trials with Our New Clitoral Hood Piercings (Oh, and a Little Bit of Incest. Just a Little.)
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Disclaimer: I've not actually written a thesis since my days in grad school so my interpretation of the Scientific Method is a bit fuzzy these days. But I'll do what I can.
Our names are Marina (31 - head scientist) and Alexa (30 - just some loser who's here for the college credits). Yes, we are actual sisters. Unless you really really want to get banned, please do **not** send us dick pics, thank you.
**All experiments were conducted by poorly-qualified adult scientists aged 18+ using shoddy but fully-consenting methodology. Do not try this at home without full consent first, otherwise you will not produce statistically significant results.**
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**Abstract:** My sister and I got matching clitoral piercings on Saturday afternoon. The piercings we chose consist of 2 stones on a chrome bar. My sister selected them because "The shiny pleases the ADHD." The man who pierced our junk told us to rotate them every now and then, keep them clean, use disinfectant for a little bit then saline, etc. Literally the *very first* question we asked him was "What're the procedures after having an orgasm?" To which he laughed and said "I get asked that a lot." In short, based on our fitness levels, age, and metabolisms, we have approximately 2 weeks before we can actually properly do anything with the piercings (sexual things, anyway). So we endeavored to experiment with various positions to see what works and doesn't work for a healing vertical hood piercing. Here are our results.
**Experiment 1:** Pussy licking
\-Methodology: I spread my legs and apply my sister's tongue to the bottom of my vagina. She is then instructed to lick in a variety of motions without direct contact to the clitoris or piercing.
\-Results: My sister's tongue piercing struck the clitoral piercing several times inadvertently, which created a sound that was immediately and incredibly enticing. However, unfortunately pussy licking must be performed sparingly, as my sister typically licks around the clitoris and is becoming increasingly proficient at tickling the very bottom of it without interfering with the piercing. This is an excellent way of teasing and tormenting, but too much application causes my clitoris to swell, which interferes somewhat with the piercing.
\-Conclusion: Needs several (dozen) more trials to produce statistically significant results. In the interests of impartiality, I repeated the experiment on her for a comparison study, which produced similar results.
**Experiment 2:** Rimming
\-Methodology: After repeating Experiment 1 on my sister, I then orchestrated Experiment 2 by dragging her to the edge of the couch and lifting her legs up high, granting me access to the Rusty Sheriff's Badge. I applied rotational motion with the tip of the tongue followed by long licks from the monkey trumpet to the kitty.
\-Results: My sister's emergency exit quivered and tightened at patterned intervals through stimulation, especially tightening upon slight penetration. A curious amount of fluids leaked from the pussy to the winking starfish, creating an unusually moist environment. The taste was far sweeter than one might expect.
\-Conclusion: Playing with the hidden trapdoor is an ideal method for stimulation, according to early results. I repeated the experiment no fewer than 3 times, each time producing identical results in both configurations of sisters on top and bottom. Preliminary findings indicate a strong preference for eating one another's sarlaac pit (If you get this reference, you're a geek and good for you).
**Experiment 3:** Using a thin vibrator
\-Methodology: Experiment 3 should follow Experiments 1 and/or 2 for optimal results, in our experience. A resizeable vibrator is inserted at the very lower portion of my sister's pussy and manipulated until the pussy expels fluids at a tremendous pace all over my face (the ideal result).
\-Results: Time of application decreases in proportion to the time Experiments 1 and 2 were performed. Follow-up tests are inadviseable as the clitoris is too swollen after a single orgasm for follow-up sessions without risk to the piercing's channel.
\-Conclusion: A variety of instruments led to the same results in both my sister and I. We have concluded that the optimal methodology involves a very low angle of attack with a long, thin, curved instrument to reach the roof of the vagina without touching the clitoris. Experiments will be repeated in the future with such instruments. Probably ad nauseum.
**Experiment 4:** Tribbing
\-Methodology: My sister and I cross legs over one another and lay down, placing the bottoms of our kitties on one another, grinding to create lateral friction. This friction necessitates a liberal amount of lubrication to avoid overheating, though thankfully our bodies have that covered.
\-Results: Tribbing unfortunately proved too risky, with direct contact between piercings causing issues. Experimentation halted after various positions were attempted.
\-Conclusion: The sound of the piercings hitting one another may directly lead to a greater amount of moisture for a more vigorous experience. Experiments will be repeated once the piercing channel is fully healed.
**Experiment 5:** Fingering / Fisting
\-Methodology: Our pussies are naturally very stretchy, and therefore we are able to accommodate objects of a decent girth including multiple fingers or a fist. Generally my sister and I apply fingers to the roof of our pussies and the clitoris itself, though with the piercing healing, this method is inadvisable.
\-Results: Careful application of 3 fingers to the sides and bottom of the vagina worked well to produce quantifiable results. More tests must be administered to ensure consistency. We want to carefully measure how much fluid is produced each time, using mouthfuls (MFs) as a form of standardized measurement. Fingering is ideal for this procedure.
\-Conclusion: Our standardized unit of measurement produced statistically significant results. We consistently produced exactly 1.24 MFs of fluid, with a standard deviation of 0.028. Unfortunately, we were unable to produce results with more than 3 fingers due to risk of interference with the piercing.
**Final Conclusions:** The piercings are holding up well, and we have figured out numerous methods to achieve consistent, reliable data. However, these methods are not 100% ideal, and like everything, it is a compromise. Until the piercings heal over, we unfortunately have to suspend our normal experimental procedures. Typically we use our clitorises for many things, and in their relative absence due to the piercings, we are admittedly struggling to adapt. Though we certainly are adaptive people. And in the interest of speeding the healing process, we are committed to taking very good care of the piercings and following advice to the letter in terms of cleanliness and maintenance procedures. that said, expect many follow-up experiments as the situation changes.
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