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

1 September 2025

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I’m not even sure what I was looking for when I placed the ad. Some physical contact, a new experience. An awkward encounter with a similarly clueless man, eager to put his hands on another. Presumably someone older than me, jaded by an inability to find the sex of his dreams (or his porn habits) instead turning to the easy option — a doppelgänger who would play with his penis for fun. The ad read ‘wanted — shower wank’ and was non-specific beyond that. Hot water + soap + nudity = mutual pleasure. As far as bait goes, there was barely anything on the hook. But somehow, it turned into my first threesome, and the best sex of my life. The first threesome I ever had fell into place in a way that felt almost surreal. The setup was like a porn film with a plot that stretched believability. Once placing the ad, a stream of responses trickled in. A couple were overly aggressive ‘let me fuck you in the ass’, ‘drain my cock’ and not worthy of reply. But then, one response stood out. A man reached out, interested — but with a twist. He very casually dropped in that he wanted to involve his girlfriend. And, as an afterthought, he asked if I’d be okay with him wearing women’s underwear. I found the request oddly endearing, although my overwhelming assumption was that he wasn’t genuine, that this was a bot or a scam, or just someone wasting time. Nowhere in his response did he even mention the scenario I was proposing, which included two men soaping each other up in the shower. He admitted it would be his first time with a man, that he was nervous. I reassured him it was fine, and that I was in a similar boat. I could talk a big game via messages but was similarly inexperienced, unsure exactly what I liked or disliked, apart from taking my clothes off and letting curiosity spark inside me. The idea of being with an inexperienced man while his girlfriend watched — or even joined in — was intoxicating in a way I hadn’t expected, mostly because of the impossibility of it all. I guess this is how people fall for scams and catfishing, I told myself. As I drove toward the hotel, my excitement continually tempered with skepticism. Was this real? Would I show up and find no one there, or worse, some kind of elaborate joke? But I was a single man, with no prospects other than those in my head. I was ripe to be played and taken advantage of, but felt I ultimately had nothing to lose. I got lost twice, circling unfamiliar streets, my mind buzzing with doubts. I fulfilled the one request of me on the way — I picked up some lube from the supermarket. An odd request, given I had specified my lack of interest in anal sex of any kind. But I figured it could have a myriad of purposes, or perhaps be an obscure test of how genuine I was. Finally, I arrived. The door opened almost immediately, and there she was — his girlfriend. And she was stunning. The kind of woman who, at a glance, I’d assume wouldn’t give me the time of day. Long legs, toned body, soft curves, full lips that curled into a knowing smirk as she looked me up and down. Her hair was bleached blonde with a full five centimetres of darker regrowth, a look I had always loved. It read like a stylish choice, not a lack of care. She was confident and polite and effortlessly sexy. I kept looking for the catch, the ‘gotcha’ moment. “You found the place,” she said, and added “you’re cute”, while stepping aside to let me in. Her confidence was magnetic, effortlessly drawing me in. I stepped inside, an expansive and comfortable hotel room with a balcony overlooking the beach. The perfect place for a couple to escape reality to live out some fantasies. I wondered if perhaps they were from interstate, or what might possibly allow them such freedom to mutually arrange this visit. The space was simple but inviting — soft lighting, a long stone island bench top, some beers and a bottle of Coca Cola, with a bottle of wine open on the table. The boyfriend lurked on the other side of the bench, barely acknowledging me. He was hunched over and wearing a thin black hoodie, cradling what looked like a bourbon and coke. My assumption was a case of overwhelming nerves, and I didn’t really blame him. I went into autopilot, forgetting how otherworldly this was and slipping into my part. I accepted an offer of a drink, and we talked logistics. Condoms? Yes. Anal sex? No thanks. Play it by ear? Sure. I was still waiting for him to find his voice, for her to take a back seat. To my surprise, she took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom, without speaking a word. She closed the door behind her, maintaining her light grip on my hand. “He’s still getting himself together,” she said, turning to face me. “A little nervous. But he’ll join us when he’s ready.” I swallowed, the reality of the situation settling in. Was this really happening? It felt entirely too good to be true. Before I could process it fully, she stepped in closer, her body brushing against mine, her scent — something warm and sweet — filling my senses. She placed her mouth on mine and kissed me, slowly and confidently. I kissed her back as best as I could from my frozen, semi-confused state. Before I could make any move, or even rest my hands on her body, she stepped back and gripped the hem of her sundress, lifting it up and over her head in one fluid motion. No hesitation, no shyness. Just pure, unfiltered confidence. Underneath, she was wearing nothing but a black lace thong and bra. My breath caught as I took her in, my eyes tracing the curves of her body, the smoothness of her skin. She smirked at my reaction, then reached for the front of my shirt, pulling it up over my head before working on my belt, my jeans. My hands found her waist, then slid down to grasp her ass, firm and perfect under my palms. Things were moving so fast I became determined to show some agency, some confidence of my own. She sank to her knees, her fingers curling around the waistband of my underwear. Slowly, agonisingly, she peeled them down, freeing me. I stepped out of my underwear and she brushed my penis and balls with an assessing gesture, feeling the handful and clearly liking what she saw. Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, a glint of mischief in them before she leaned in, taking me into her mouth with a tenderness that sent a shudder through my spine. Her lips were soft, her tongue deliberate. I exhaled, threading my fingers into her hair, still half in disbelief that this was really happening. She worked her mouth back and forth on my cock with subtle moans and breaths, placing a hand on my lower back and tracing down to my bum. I was enjoying the view of her pert and athletic bum in the lace thong, and feeling like the luckiest man on earth to have her attention. After a while, she stood, her lips glistening, and pressed her mouth to mine. The kiss was deep, consuming. Our hands roamed, grasping, exploring. I let my palms slide up her back, then down again, fingers digging into her curves and squeezing her behind. I lifted to unfasten her bra, and she hastily helped me by standing back and sliding it off her shoulders and straight to the floor. Her breasts were small but perfect, her nipples pebbled under my touch as I leaned down to kiss them, savoring the way she arched into me. I was sliding my hands up and down, soaking in the sensation of her smooth, sweet skin as much as I possibly could. She guided me backward toward the bed, pulling me down with her. I hovered over her, pressing my lips to her neck, her collarbone, trailing my way down her stomach. She writhed beneath me, her breath hitching as I moved lower, my mouth leaving heat in its wake. When I reached the waistband of her thong, I hesitated just long enough to tease before hooking my fingers in the fabric and dragging it down. She was already visibly wet, her body responding before I even touched her properly. She was very smooth apart from a small polite landing strip perched above her vulva. I kissed the inside of her thighs, inhaling her scent, feeling her muscles tense in anticipation. Then, finally, I pressed my mouth to her, tasting her, savouring the way she gasped and arched against me. I didn’t rush. I wanted to make her fall apart. My tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes, circling, teasing, pressing. She responded effortlessly, running fingers through my hair and pressing me into her, returning her hands to clutch her own breasts and grasp at her nipples. I followed suit and reached a hand up and clenched hard on a nipple, eliciting a moan that was partly a shout of excitement. It cast my mind to the other party missing from the room — what was her boyfriend doing? Was he watching from somewhere? Had he grown upset that we were having too much fun, and left? These things flickered in my mind and were quickly absorbed by the writhing sounds and scents of this beautiful woman. I was going to make the most of it regardless. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right, matching the rhythm of my mouth. Her fingers tangled in my hair, gripping, tugging, her moans growing louder, needier. I could feel her body tightening, her thighs trembling as pleasure built inside her. I could tell she wanted me to press harder and faster. I lifted back and caught her eye, and her gaze was mesmerising. I was in charge in a way I was not used to, and I embodied the character completely. I returned her gaze, dark with lust and longing. I could feel the walls of her vagina tense and flex around my fingers, and I pressed deeper. For at least ten minutes, I stayed there, lost in the taste of her, in the way she responded so beautifully to my touch. Then, breathless and desperate, she reached for the bedside table, grabbing a condom and pressing it into my hand. I knelt up, rolling it on quickly, and positioned myself between her legs. No hesitation, no teasing. I entered her in one slow, deep thrust, swallowing the way she gasped beneath me. The connection was immediate, electric. We moved together, shifting through positions, exploring each other with reckless hunger. The hotel window framed a breathtaking view of the beach, the waves rolling in the late afternoon sun, but my focus never left her. Even though we had only just met, our chemistry was undeniable. Every thrust, every movement was met with eager reciprocation. She held my gaze, her lips parted, her breath shallow. “I love the way you look at me when you do that,” she whispered, voice thick with pleasure. Still, no sign of her boyfriend. He eventually arrived, stepping into the dimly lit room with hesitation, his body tense with nerves. He was skinny and lean, with sporadic dark chest hair. He was wearing frilly black underwear that clung tightly to his lean frame, a contrast to the raw sexuality that had already filled the space. His eyes flickered between us, a mixture of apprehension and arousal playing across his features. He barely looked up, and had is arms folded around himself as if someone was making him do it, shy and repressed. It felt almost comical, but I owed him a great debt for the pleasure I had already had, and felt sympathy for his nerves. He dropped to his knees, attempting to take me into his mouth while his girlfriend watched, her lips slightly parted, her gaze locked onto mine with that same electrifying intensity. But I could feel his hesitation, the way his movements were uncertain, the way he barely knew where to place his hands. He was trying, but his uncertainty made it clear he needed more time to ease into this. He had one hand on my shaft and the other on the small tent poking the middle of his lacy underwear. I focused on her instead, letting my hands roam over her body, cupping her breasts, sliding over the curve of her waist. She responded eagerly, her body arching into my touch, every shift and sigh telling me exactly what she wanted. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, “Keep going… I love watching you like this.” We returned to having sex, her legs wrapping around my waist as I thrust into her, her breath coming in soft, urgent gasps. I could feel her tightening around me, her nails raking over my shoulders. He sat off to the side, watching with wide eyes, one hand stroking himself slowly. I could tell he was high, his movements sluggish but fascinated, his attention locked onto the way we moved together. I wasn’t complaining. If anything, the whole situation made it even hotter. After a while, his voice broke through the rhythmic sounds of our bodies moving together. “I want you to finish on her face,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. It wasn’t something I typically did, but when I glanced down at her, she bit her lip and gave me that same sultry look she’d been giving me all night. Her pupils were blown wide with lust, her expression a silent invitation. That was all the encouragement I needed. As I pulled out, she shifted onto her knees, her mouth slightly open, her tongue peeking out as she waited for me. The tension coiled in my spine, the sheer eroticism of the moment pushing me over the edge. I could see his eyes fixated on my cock, and my body, while not muscular, was flexing and shiny with sweat. With a deep groan, I came, hot and thick across her flushed skin. She closed her eyes, a small, satisfied smile playing at her lips as she ran her fingers through the mess, smearing it slightly before wiping it away with a towel. The boyfriend disappeared almost immediately, mumbling something about needing a drink. I wasn’t particularly concerned. Instead, we cleaned up together, taking a moment to touch and stroke each other, the contrast between the rawness of before and the tenderness of now making it even more intimate. We stepped out onto the balcony, the cool afternoon breeze brushing against our bare skin. The beach stretched out before us, and an attentive passer by could probably spot our naked figures. I couldn’t possibly care less in that moment. She handed me a drink, and we clinked our glasses together before taking a sip. We made a bit of small talk, catching our breath. She turned to me with a satisfied smirk, her eyes flicking downward. “You have a really nice cock, you know that? Especially that thick head…” Her fingers trailed lightly over my forearm as she spoke, her voice laced with appreciation. I couldn’t help but grin. The boyfriend lingered nearby, silent. He seemed to have retreated into his own head, leaving the two of us in our own little world. After about ten minutes of lazy conversation, she leaned in, her lips brushing against my neck. “Do you want to go again?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I checked the boyfriend for a reaction, but he was gazing out to sea. Who was I to say no? We moved back into the room, the anticipation building once more. I laid her down, spreading her thighs as I settled between them. I kissed my way down her body again, taking my time, savouring her shivers and soft gasps. Impossibly feeling nostalgic for moments that happened within the hour. I traced the same placed, and pressed the same buttons. Fatigued, we were slower and even more intimate. I was embodying the character again, this time feeling in love as well as lust. I had never felt so good, and my gratitude was expanding. My tongue teased her, tracing patterns over her sensitive flesh, while my fingers pressed inside her, curling just right. She arched against me, her hands twisting in the sheets, her breath coming in quick, uneven moans. The heat between us built again, effortlessly slipping back into the rhythm we had already found. Another condom, another slow, deliberate thrust as I entered her from behind this time, gripping her hips firmly as I moved. I was delighted to see her body from an angle I hadn’t considered yet. I knew I would struggle to come a second time, but that didn’t matter. The way she clenched around me, the way her moans filled the air, the way her body moved with mine — I was as hard as I had ever been, and I intended to make this last. He reappeared after a while, stepping back into the room with a newfound sense of purpose. His eyes flicked between us, his nerves from earlier seemingly replaced by something bolder. He hesitated only a moment before making his request. He wanted me to take him. I had already been clear that it wasn’t something I was into, but he asked anyway, his voice laced with hopeful anticipation. And after everything — the afternoon’s intense pleasure, the way his girlfriend had thrown herself into me with such abandon — I felt an odd sense of obligation. Like I owed him something for letting me experience this with her. So I tried. But the moment I even attempted it, the reality hit me. My body shut down, the arousal I had been riding on all night vanishing in an instant. I went completely soft. He took it in stride, laughing it off, brushing his fingers through his hair. “No worries,” he said, his tone light, though I caught the flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. “Maybe just come on my face instead?” I hesitated, but again, I tried. He knelt before me, eyes shut, lips slightly parted as he waited. She sat beside us on the bed, watching with an amused expression, running her fingers over her still-sensitive skin. I stroked myself, pushing for that last bit of release, but it just wasn’t happening. I spent ten long, drawn-out minutes trying, feeling the awkwardness creep in with every passing second. Eventually, I gave up. We untangled ourselves, the energy in the room shifting from feverish to something subdued, uncertain. I slipped back into my clothes, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and detachment, as if I were already watching the whole night play back in my head from a distance. A few quick goodbyes, no promises of next time. I stepped out into the cool evening air, letting the door shut behind me, and left them there in that hotel room overlooking the ocean. A week later, an email appeared in my inbox from an address I didn’t recognise. The subject line was empty, but the message itself was simple and biting — something along the lines of calling me a whore. No context, no signature. I always assumed it was him. He was probably right. But the thought didn’t bother me as much as the fact that I never saw her again. I knew her name, but that was it — no way to reach her, no way to seek her out without stepping into the realm of something desperate. I kept hoping, though. Hoping I might run into her somewhere, catch a glimpse of that sultry smile again, even just for a second. But I never did.

31 August 2025

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Some years ago I was fortunate to connect with a lady from AMM. We chatted online regularly and became good chat friends but never decided to meet in person initially. After about six months we decided to meet for lunch at a well known Gold Coast venue. It was innocent enough to start. We seemed to be quite attracted to each other. After an hour or so I accidentally touched her leg with my hand. She seemed to like the sensation of my touch. She took my hand and placed it on her thigh and I rested it there, moving it only lightly to start then I got more adventurous and moved my hand up and down her inner thighs - then I stopped. She seemed disappointed but I was not into public sex so we left it at that. We exchanged phone details and decided to stay in contact. After I got home she called. We arranged a meeting at her place for the following weekend. She met me at the door when I arrived. She looked and smelt so good. She had cooked dinner and we were to spend the night talking, and getting to know each other a little better. After dinner we sat on the lounge and she grabbed my hand and placed it firmly between her legs. She told me that I was to remove her knickers, spread her legs and suck and lick her clit and pussy until she orgasmed. She was so horny that it took only a few minutes. She tasted fantastic and I sensed that after a short time that she wanted an encore which I gladly gave her. This time it took much longer for her to orgasm. I probed my tongue and lips into and around her pussy, sucked her clit until she arched her back and orgasmed over and over as I devoured all her juices. We both got completely naked and she sat on my hard erection and rode me until I orgasmed as we kissed and I sucked on her fantastic nipples. We both went to sleep only to wake in the morning to start all over again.

31 August 2025

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Vicki and I were at Debauchery, having a good time catching up with regulars and finding new couples to play with. At some point, a guy and two women turned up. The guy and one of the women were about thirty, he was good-looking and she was very attractive. The other woman looked about ten years older. The guy went off and found a playmate to fuck and Vicki and I moved to another room to play with another couple. I was laying on my back as a woman bounced up and down on my cock and Vicki was next to me, on her knees, getting fucked by a guy with a large cock. The two new women entered the room and stood looking. The young attractive woman watched silently while the older woman began denouncing all the people in the room that were fucking. Nobody paid any attention, their only response was to continue fucking. When you are fucking in public, any audience is a good audience! The night was beginning to wind up and Vicki and I were playing with Martin and Jeannie. At one point I was on my back with Vicki kneeling on my left holding my hard cock up. Jeannie was on my right and the two of them were licking up and down each side of my cock in unison. To finish the night Vicki bounced up and down on Martin's cock while I fucked Jeannie from behind. The four of us moved out into the corridor to find Brian standing there with the very attractive young woman bent over at the waist and sucking his cock. On seeing us she said: “I need to be fucked!”. Martin and I looked at each other and he told me he had just cum when fucking Vicki. I put on a condom and slid my still-hard cock into the wet cunt of the woman sucking Brian's cock. The whole scene with the woman's overriding urge to be fucked, no matter what, was just too outrageously hot and I ended up cumming much sooner than I would have liked. But the memory lingers.

30 August 2025

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

29 August 2025

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I met a member from here the other day. I turned up straight acting chatted for a bit then got dressed up. Wig stockings g-string gloves. I met him in the bedroom he was wearing a towel. I sat on top and rubbed my little butt over his package. I got on all four and asked him to dryhump me doggy. After a bit I got him to lay down and I started teasing him by licking his shaven balls and shaft. After a while I put his head in my mouth and rolled my tongue around it. Then I started to suck his throbbing cock with very slow long strokes, down to almost gag and all the way back off. His 7" dick was hard as. I could he him jerk around from the pleasure, after 10mins. I laid on his side and guided his hands, one to my head the other to squeeze my ass. After 20mins of gently enjoying his dick I got him to stand up, on my knees I asked him to fuck my face, he did and in a sex way. 5mins later before I could ask him to put it in my ass he said I'm going to blow, I kept going and he blew in my mouth. I'm yet to try anal again I guess my obsession with giving head to a big beautiful cock gets in the way.

28 August 2025

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A long time ago I went to a club with a partner I was seeing casually at the time. It was my first time at the swingers club. I was super excited for the nights events. I went to watch him play with other people. I’d never done this before. It was an amazing night. I watched my guy play with another mans woman which drove me insanely jealous but made me insanely horny at the same time. We watched another woman get a train over her while she lay on a table in the middle of the club. It was like watching a science experiment in class but instead we’re watching people “playing”… it was a long night, one of the best nights actually, in that sense anyway. The sex between me and my guy was amazing after that evening. When we got home that night the sex with him was insatiably intense. We reached another level on eroticism. It was great. It was so hot watching people too. He and I didn’t sleep together until we got home, the car ride home was hard. We did do oral with the door open to our room though so everyone could see…

25 August 2025

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I didn’t plan to be alone. The trip was supposed to be a celebration of ten years of marriage. I had envisioned a luxury resort and sunsets melting into the sea. But my partner canceled at the last minute. “Work emergency,” he said. I came anyway, determined not to let disappointment ruin everything. By the third night, the silence in my suite felt louder than the waves outside. I slipped into a black silk dress I hadn’t worn in years. It hugged my body like a memory. Soft, daring, a whisper of rebellion, I didn’t know where I was going. I just knew I couldn’t stay in. The club was alive. Music throbbed through the floor. Lights flickered like fireflies, and bodies moved with abandon. I let myself be pulled into the rhythm. My hips swayed, and my heart raced. That’s when I saw him. He was tall, with dark eyes that lingered and a smile that felt like a secret. He didn’t ask my name. He just asked if I wanted to dance. I said yes. I couldn’t resist the attraction. We moved like we’d done it before, as if our bodies already knew the steps. His hand found the small of my back, and my fingers brushed his jaw. Every touch was a question. Every glance, a promise. After a couple of minutes, he asked if I wanted to take a walk. I obliged, curiosity overwhelming me. We walked in silence, the short distance leading to my suite. Back in my suite, the air was thick with heat and hesitation. But when his lips met mine, the hesitation vanished. We kissed like we were starving. Clothes fell away in pieces, like petals from a flower. His hands explored me slowly, deliberately, as if he was learning my language one breath at a time. I responded with urgency. My hands traced the lines of his chest, the dip of his hips, the strength in his arms. I felt powerful and wanted, like a woman waking from a long sleep. I gave him access to every part of me. He caressed every inch of my body. He worshipped my breasts, fondling them and sucking like his life depended on it. My desire flooded with want. I guided his hand to my core. He felt the wetness and spread me on the bed. He was hard as a rock! His lips worked wonders on my pussy. He flicked and sucked, and I came multiple times. I cried out with pleasure, feeling like I was going to burst. Then he plunged into me. I saw stars. I had never felt this good in years. He filled me completely, pumping me over and over until we both climaxed in each other's arms. I was shaking, and this man whose name I still didn’t know held me firmly, as if I were worth a billion dollars. He covered us with the sheets and didn’t let me go until I fell asleep. I woke in the early hours of the morning, filled with intense pleasure. I opened my eyes to see my pussy being fingered slowly while he sucked my left nipple. His eyes shone with lust as he continued to fuck me with his fingers. Just when I was about to scream in ecstasy, he replaced his fingers with his cock. From behind, he fucked me with an intensity that felt like it was in my blood. It was like meditation and medicine; I felt high, as if I were on drugs. He fucked me hard and whispered, “Call me Oscar.” Afterwards, I was so full I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up tangled in the sheets and silence. The stranger was nowhere to be found. What was his name again? Oh yes, Oscar. He was gone! As I busied myself around the suite, I thought about how wild last night was. We didn’t speak much. We didn’t need to. Our bodies did the talking: urgent, raw, electric. I let go of everything; guilt, rules, expectations. I let him take me apart and put me back together. But the second night was different. He found me again at the beach bar, just as the sun was sinking into the sea. This time, we talked. He told me about his life in Cairns, his love of painting, and his own loneliness. I shared things I hadn’t said out loud in years. When we returned to my room, it wasn’t just lust; it was intimacy. He undressed me slowly, like he was unwrapping something sacred. His fingers traced every curve, every scar, every secret. He kissed my thighs like they held answers. I felt myself melt under him, open in ways I hadn’t known I could. He kissed his way to my pussy, as if he had an assignment to discover the power within my body. He dug into my core with his mouth and fingers; it was a work of art. I had more orgasms this one night than I have had in years. I was lost in ecstasy! Then he bent me over the table and fucked me doggy style. I love being fucked that way, so I responded to every thrust, and we came undone within minutes. That night, I didn’t just feel pleasure; I felt seen. And then came the third night. I invited him before he could find me. I wanted him, not just his body, but the way he made me feel desired, daring, and alive. We didn’t rush. We bathed together first, warm water and soft laughter. He washed my hair, kissed my shoulders, and whispered things in Italian that made my skin shiver, even though I had no idea what they meant. In bed, we explored slowly. He asked what I liked. I told him. He listened. My body responded like it had been waiting for this freedom, this abandon. I discovered things I hadn’t dared to ask for. I let him guide me, challenge me, worship me. He fucked me in the corridor. He fucked me in the bath. We fucked on the bed, slower and then as though we were chasing time. It was rough and hot! While watching the movie "365 Days: Part 1," I became so wet from one of the scenes that, without saying a word, I pulled off his shorts and sat over his hard on riding him in cowgirl position. I took it slow, driving him over the edge. He turned me around and continued fucking me against the wall. Harder, faster, driving me crazy! It was electric. I moaned deeper. I let myself be wild. By the time I stood alone on my balcony again, watching the moon dip into the sea, I didn’t feel guilty. I felt reborn.

25 August 2025

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This was my first time outside of normal sexual events with girlfriends, I had only turned 18 a couple weeks before and I was crashing at my cousins house before I moved north. its was a normal Saturday night which normally was sitting on the front deck having a couple of beers and BBQ with some good music in the background. About 9-10pm rolls around and we find its still quite hot from the summer heat so we have the idea of setting up a kids small pool on the deck to sit in. this gets setup and the other two couples my male cousin and his wife and other MF couple strip down to undies and bras to jump in, me being a bit new to this was a bit shocked but followed suit and jumped in. After a another hour or so of drinking and chatting the conversation stead into what the second couple had been up to the last couple of weeks and it was brought up they attended a swingers party and was told in great details about the wild events that happened. This i think got everyone a bit on edge and listening in great detail from doing her first BBC to trying DVP with her partner and another guy. For me this was wild and i was hard as a rock sitting in 40cm of water it was hard to not be showing About 5 mins after this my cousin thought it would be a great idea to play spin the bottle, this caused over the next couple of spins for the ladies to loose there tops and us starting to make out with each other. This would be the first time for me to see mature breasts in real life and boy was I excited. My cousins wife had great firm C cups and the other lady had massive E that you could smash your face into. Within about another 5 - 10 mins the bottle got thrown out and husbands started swapping wife's to blow each other, I was a bit hesitant at first but started to play with both wife's boobs and run my hands slowly down to there pussies which were both a little bushy but trimmed. I was asked to stand up for the second wife by her husband and he moved her head around to my by then budging Cock, this wasn't my first blowjob but it was a first for someone that new what they were doing as she started to roll her tongue around my shaft and balls. Once she was blowing me both my cousin and other husband started working on my cousins wife, the noises I heard that night was music to my ears. they started with one of them on each end of her and ended with them DP her right in front of me. This was again so hot and so I asked if I was allowed to fuck the other wife ( more she fucked me ). Without hesitation she pushed me down and jumped on me sliding her self down on me. within about 3-5mins I couldn't hold it any more and wisped in her ear that I was about to Cum with that she pushed down on me and let me Cum deep within her. After the others were all finished we sat in the pool together trying to cool down and wash off all the sweat and cum off ourselves. I think later that night they did round two in there bedroom but i was totally poked and went too bed. My only regret is I never got to fuck my Cousins wife as she had a amazing body. That night certainly opened my eyes to this side of the lifestyle and still sits with me today about my kinks for older women, MFM and DP action.

24 August 2025

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When I moved to Sydney, I was 27. Val was 45. I was still rugby player fit and Val was all of 5'4" and a size 10 with more than a handful sized breasts. After the first time she and I played, I was like a new toy. She would come around to my flat (which the company was paying for) and ask if I had everything I needed, usually with no bra or panties on and during this time she and I got to discussing how she and her hubby has opted for an open marriage. She explained it quite simply, due to the size of the company and the international travel that was involved, she and her hubby (G) were swingers and were allowed to act on impulses if they ever arose. I wasn't the first work mate she had fucked, but I was the first one close to home. Our chats usually degenerated into a little fuckfest where we just worshipped each others bodies for a few hours before she would look at her watch and be like...ok, time to go, I need to get dinner on the way home, G and the kids are waiting. Then there were the trips away, one time she tells me that we're going to Brisbane and that I should stay the weekend and visit family. So we take care of business on the Friday, head back to the suite, and I vividly remember fucking her on with the doors wide open, overlooking the Brisbane river and both of us cumming so hard we bruised each other a little bit. I went up to the Sunny Coast and spent some time doing some yard work chores for my G'Parents, helping G'dad consume some really good home brew and making sure I had eaten enough lamb roast and veges to stop Nan asking me if I was hungry. On the Saturday afternoon Val called and asked what time I planned to fly back to Sydney as she was still in Brisbane and would wait for me to come pick her up and we fly back together. I left the G'Parents Sunday morning and drove back to the hotel and got the shock of my life when I knocked on Vals door to have her open it completely naked, along with a couple she had obviously had fun with the night before crashed in bed. Val had her hand in my pants and her tongue down my throat before the door closed. We managed to make it to the bedroom where the couple were just starting to wake up and Val got onto the end of the bed, handed me a decent sized vibe and told me to fuck her pussy and fuck her ass with my delicious cock. It took some time to get the vibe all the way into her pussy and it allowed me time to tease and lube her ass. As this was happening, the couple (M and B) had well and truly woken up and M was playing with B's pussy just a few feet away from Val's face. As I slowly eased my cock into Val's ass, she ever so slowly moved towards B's open slit and as I hit home in her ass, Val's mouth clamped down on her clit and both of them moaned loudly. B was furiously stroking M's cock and told him she needed it in her ass as well and he slid under B and ever so easily pushed deep inside her. From there it was pure rhythm as M and I set up a pace where as I pushed and hit home inside Val, he did the same to B and it wasn't too long before all of us were moaning loudly. M went first and slammed deep into B's ass and erupted into her, which set her off as Val assaulted her clit and pussy with her face and fingers. As M and B calmed down from their orgasms, Val turned her attention to me, looked over her shoulder and told me to cum and fill her up and don't be gentle about it. One thing that always impressed me about Val was she could handle anal the way I truly love giving it. And she enjoyed it, was very vocal and she just spewed these nasty comments at me. It always did it for me and within a few pumps I slammed deep inside her ass as she clamped down and came hard feeling string after string of hot cum coat her insides. Val introduced me to her new friends and over showers and lunch we all agreed to keep in touch the next time we were in town. Before they left M shook my hand and told me that B just loved the way I fucked Val and the next time I was in town to get in touch with her on the side and gave me her mobile number. I would go to Brisbane once a month and would nearly always be picked up at the airport by B and dropped off to the rental car place a few hours later with very big smiles on our faces.

24 August 2025

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Back in 1999 I moved to Australia as I had been promoted by my company to head up the installation of logistical procedures up and down the east coast. It was a family owned company and the husband and wife owners ran it all from Sydney where I initially relocated to. Val had always enjoyed my company and I hers. We were down in Melbourne looking at warehouse facilities when the agent left us alone in the offices to wander around and see if everything was to our liking. Val was older than me by 10 or so years and I caught her silhouette as the sun hit her body and was well and truly enjoying the view. She turned and busted me looking at her and smirked a little and asked if I was enjoying the view, as there was quite a panoramic view from the office windows. Of course I replied that anybody who didn't enjoy the view had something wrong with them. Once again she smirked and quickly changed the topic to the facility as the agent walked back into the room. Later that evening at dinner after we had discussed the possibilities of different locations etc Val bought up the subject of me enjoying the view from the morning. I replied that any sane man would as it was quite enthralling. She smirked at me again and with a devilish grin asked if I wanted to see more of the view? I grinned and said of course and asked her what she would suggest. She reached out her hand and grabbed mine and suggested I come to her room at a certain time as she had to have a video conference with her husband and would be finished in about an hour. We headed to our rooms where I showered, shaved and made myself look and smell pretty and an hour later I was knocking on her room door. Val opened the door and was stood there totally naked, she asked if this was a better view and I just simply nodded. I stumbled into the room and saw toys on the end of the bed and her work station cluttered with paperwork and her lap top. She quickly dropped to her knees and undid my pants and pulled out my already hard cock and sucked with reckless abandon. It wasn't long before she was rewarded with a hot shot of protein down her throat I pulled her up from her knees as she licked and swallowed my cum. I physically pushed her down on the bed and told her it was my turn to repay the favour and proceeded to lick and finger her deliciously smooth pussy to an intense orgasm. I kept my head firmly attached to her wet slit and as another orgasm rattled through her, I slid up and looking into her eyes watched as the head of my rock hard cock entered her. She reached down, grabbed my ass and violently pulled me deep inside her which triggered another orgasm for her. She put a hand around the back of my neck and told me to fuck her hard and fast, which I happily did. She moaned and started talking dirty... "your so big... oh my god... right there... fuck me harder... I'm cumming again... oh my god" We moved around and I fucked her in every way I could think of, each time hitting deeper and deeper inside her. When I finally came, she was moaning how the head of my cock was slamming her cervix and she wanted my seed to cover her insides and breed her. I did as instructed and we both collapsed in a sweaty heap onto each other. My cock twitched and spasmed inside her and slowly slipped out and she purred as she felt my seed leaking from her. She told me that was very nice and we should do it more often, she agreed and asked me to join her in the shower and we had a nice time washing the cum and sweat from our bodies. She got out before me and when I got out, she was leaning over her work station and quickly shut it down as I approached, we hugged and kissed and discussed what had just happened. She explained that because of the business, it meant her and her husband weren't often together and should the need or desire arise, they had an open marriage agreement. And I was now one of her new toys. This sat well with me and we continued to work together and fuck each other for the next 2 years until I eventually left the company. Val organised a party for me and well and truly fucked my brains out for the last time we were together. I still think about where she is nowadays and often wonder what would happen if we re-connected.

22 August 2025

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My sister and I went to visit and ancient aunt one time. After we arrived and said the customary hellos, she suggested we go and see her friend, down the street about ten doors, for a cup of tea and a chat. We walked down to her friend’s place and she welcomed us in. We were sitting in the kitchen drinking our tea and chatting when the friend’s daughter came in the front door and walked through the kitchen on her way to her room. The mother said “say hello to Julie”. Julie looked pained and said hello and kept walking. Not one of life’s great communicators was Julie. I had known her since she was a child and I don’t think she had said more than a dozen words to me in that time. She had dark almost black unkempt hair, a piercing through her nose and a tattoo of some sort of flower on her upper arm. She appeared to be a Goth looking person and I say that without much understanding what a Goth person is and only going on what I have picked up on TV. Please excuse my ignorance any Goths reading this. She had always had this deadpan look on her face and I had never seen her smile. Julie was twenty three years old and I hadn’t seen her for years. She had a slight frame and I couldn’t tell if she had tits of any size because of the way she was dressed. Despite my description of her so far I found her some how rootable in a skanky, sluttish sort of way. Don’t get her wrong, she might not have been skanky or sluttish but my tool and brain wanted to think of her that way as it made her more horny to me. My sister and my aunt’s friend had decided to take the aunt for a walk to the local shopping mall for an outing and so we all set off down the street to the mall. After walking for five minutes my sister said to me that a trip to the mall probably wasn’t all that interesting for me and so why didn’t I go back to my Aunt’s place and watch TV or something. I thought that was a good idea as she was right, I wasn’t really interested in the mall and so I said I would see them in an hour or so back there and turned and set off for my aunt’s place. As I walked I started to think about the twenty three year old. I had to walk past the friend’s place and as I approached I slowed and then stopped at the front gate. I looked up and down the street which was deserted and then I went up the path and around to the back door which I knew was open and walked into the kitchen. The twenty three year old must have heard me come in and came out of her room, looked at me and just stood there without saying a word. She had changed out of her clothes and was wearing a bath robe, one of those daggy old style terry toweling robes but it looked good on her. We stood there with neither of us having said a word; I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. “What do you want?” she asked in a reasonably aggressive manor and her deadpan neutral almost emotionless look. I was a little worried at that point, although - on the positive side - she hadn’t told me to piss off. Heart pounding procrastination overwhelmed me. More silence – I thought it’s now or never. I was really putting my neck on the line here considering how well I knew her mother and or course my aunt. Nevertheless due to my dick doing all of the thinking I blurted out “I want to fuck you”. Very little changed in her expression, “but you’re an old guy” she replied “and anyway she’ll (her mother) be back soon”. I just told her that I wanted to fuck her and she is worried that I am an old guy! All of this was very positive as she didn’t seem shocked or offended. “We have time for a fuck, believe me”, I replied. I walked over to her and opened the front of her robe and she snatched it shut but then thought about it and just let it fall open again. I increased the now slightly open front of the robe a little further with a single finger and she didn’t stop me, merely watching me with that blank look on her face although a slight hint of trepidation had crept into it. She had fairly white skin, and dark pubes. Not coloured black like her head hair but nevertheless reasonably dark and trimmed, which surprised me as I somehow expected goths to have thick bushes. I hadn’t had much (make that ANY) experience with goths to that point or since for that matter. I opened the robe further and pulled it up over her shoulders and let it drop. She straightened her arms to let it drop to the floor. I stepped back to view her naked body in its entirety. She thrust her chest out. I put my hands around her throat, she threw her head back and I moved my hands down to feel her breasts and then to feel her between the legs. We were standing adjacent to the bathroom door and I ushered her into the room and turned her and started to bend her over. She got the idea and placed her hands on the vanity top, spread her legs slightly and arched her back presenting her arse to me. I quickly stripped off my pants and shirt, rescuing a condom from my pants pocket as I went. She looked down at the condom packet and I was told in no short order that she didn’t like “those things” and that she was on the pill anyway as her boyfriend had been “doing” her unbeknownst to her mother she proudly boasted. I somehow doubted that her mother didn’t at least suspect a little, as her mother wasn’t dumb (most mothers aren’t). She looked over her shoulder and looked up and down at my body, stopping at my bulging crotch. I still had my budgie smugglers on and as I slipped them off my cock sprang out hard. It wasn’t just horizontal, it was standing up at about thirty degrees, bone hard and almost painful, knob purple coloured, glistening wet with pre-cum and ready for action. She assumed the position once again, looked at me apprehensively and almost aggressively in the mirror still with a slight deadpan look but with a slight look of “fuck me you bastard, use my young body for your pleasure”. I was in my early fifties after all and she was twenty three as I said. She looked at me in the mirror and said something like “c’mon fuck me dirty old man before she gets back”, referring to her mother I supposed. Whatever she said I remember that it was definitely aggressive. My God, she had spoken at last! And called me a dirty old man (bless her). I told her to spread her legs a bit more. I reached under and felt her pussy, the short trimmed hairs were scratchy, almost abrasive. I slipped a finger between her lips and felt their plump firmness, the prickly hair scratching my finger and hand. “finger me harder” she blurted out. I did as commanded and vigorously drove my fingers into her warm wet slippery hole, the base of my finger and palm of my hand slapping into her, the squishing noise of her juices clearly audible with each impact. I took tool in hand, tried to look under (in vain) to see where I was going and relying solely on instinct, guided my knob into her and once engaged, pushed the entire length into her in one action. She gasped slightly with pleasure or pain, I’m not sure but she braced herself on the vanity and I pounded into her lifting her tiny frame off the ground with the first two or three thrusts as I held onto her hips. After that I held her waist and she was rocked back and forth as we settled in for a steady root. She looked at me in the mirror and smiled very slightly and then looked back over her shoulder at me before turning back to just shut her eyes and to enjoy her fuck as she rocked back and forth. I was enjoying the gorgeous young body of a twenty three year old, young and firm and fit. A few minutes passed and she must have tired of that position, because she abruptly stood up and my tool dropped out of her. She turned and put her arms around my neck and I lifted her up onto the vanity. She put one leg up onto the sink top opening up her hole for me. I took my cock in my hand and slapped it on her snatch. She reached down and pulled on it a few times and cupped my balls as I pulled on her nipples and pinched her puffy areolas. Her tits weren’t big but they were nicely shaped and so soft, I love puffy areolas, I just had to suck on them. She seemed to enjoy that (I certainly was) and I couldn’t leave them alone. She pulled my head off her tits and spoke again demanding that I fuck her now and to shoot my cream (her word not mine) into her. She also probably had her mind on the clock and the impending return of the others. I’m glad someone was thinking. I placed my cock at her opening and she guided me in until the knob disappeared and I instinctively began to thrust and drive my hips into her. She placed her hand back on the sink top to support herself as she expected (and rightly so) a rough fuck as I drove my cock into her ramming her back into the mirror. She lifted her legs up and with her knees up almost under my armpits, I grabbed the back of her thighs to get more power into the thrusts and strapped her on as she tried to lock her legs around me. Things were falling off the vanity onto the floor but neither of us seemed to mind. She had cum once when I was doing her from behind and she came again as I drove my hard meat into her again from the front. She told me later that an old guy rooting her was very horny as she felt she was being violated and this was born out by the fact that she had never had multiple orgasms with her younger studs of which there had only been three and their cocks weren’t as thick as mine either she said. I emptied my balls into her in an almighty blow followed by those last three or so thrusts you have when trying to squeeze out every last drop into your woman and to prolong your endorphin rush as long as possible. I dressed, left her to clean herself up and exited via the front door, checking down the street to see if the women were returning, and then skulked off like a thief in the night, except it was broad daylight. The months passed I had been visiting my ancient aunt again partly because she is good old stick and partly to possibly see the little Goth chic again. I knew she liked my aunt and visited her regularly. I had been three or four times to see my aunt over the months but each time the Goth chic wasn’t there and then finally one bright sunny day she happened to be there when I visited. My aunt opened the front door and led me back to where they were sitting in the warmth of the winter sun in the back room. I said hello to the Goth chic and she greeted me with the usual blank but partially aggressive look and a grunting hello. My head was racing as to how I could get a message to her but couldn’t come up with anything in the time allotted. For some reason I hadn’t thought this through beforehand. My lust and also my penis hogging most of the blood supply didn’t help my thinking processes. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t had the time. Anyway, my aunt and I chatted and the Goth chic said a word or two when asked a question. I was usually just passing my aunts place when I dropped in for my visits so she knew I didn’t stay long. As I couldn’t make contact with the Goth chic I decided to abandon the attempt and leave. I made gestures to get up and go and my aunt asked me to give something to my sister and left the room to get the item. I looked over at the Goth chic with quiet lusting in my eyes. I couldn’t strike up a conversation with her as my aunt was only a room away. The Goth chic quickly wrote something on a piece of paper and pushed it into my coat pocket just as the aunt was returning to the room. I looked surprised at the Goth chic (I was playing hard to get) but then played along. My aunt handed me the parcel and I rose, said my goodbyes and left. I walked out my aunt’s front gate, got into my car and immediately looked at the note. The note had her phone number on it and a time to phone. Immediate euphoria hit me, what a buzz. I was tingling at the thought of being with the skanky little Goth chic whose hornyness had grown to enormous status in my mind. Her apparent attitude of “I don’t want you to, or care if you fuck me but here I will open my legs for you. Go ahead and use me.” was so horny. My excitement was off the scale and I drove home concentrating and trying not to have a prang. I phoned at the specified time. She said she wanted to meet up and she wanted to know if I wanted to fuck her again. Not “could we have sex again” or “I want you to feel me up again”, no, it was straight to the point, “do you want fuck me again?” which also put the onus back on me and drove home her distain of this dirty old man. Do I want to fuck her again? Is the Pope a catholic? Of course I wanted to fuck her again but I tried not to sound too eager. I was nearly in tears with frustration. My penis was trying to get out of my pants as I calmly continued the conversation, telling her I was a bit busy (playing hard to get once again but in actual fact I would have eaten her alive had she been there, or driven her through the wall with my penis if we were say having a standing fuck up against said wall) but what did she have in mind for a meeting place and time and I would see if I could make it. She said her mother was usually at home so she nominated a local park several blocks from her place and during the day after midday. I was shocked and pleasantly surprised. I agreed and we arranged a date and time. I hadn’t seen this park before. What did she have in mind? A root in the open?! I suppose we could go back to my car and fool around. Not the greatest but better than nothing and streets ahead of my hand that had been doing overtime as anticipated our meeting loomed. I arrived at the park which was deserted except for some guy walking his dog way over in the distance on the far side. The streets were empty except for parked cars and there was only the occasional car driving passed every minute or so. The park was on the corner of two streets and was one of those small areas with a beat up looking cricket pitch just for kids to muck around on in the middle and a sloping hill about 20 feet or so high on the two non street sides up to the side and back fences of houses. The council had made an attempt at disguising the fences with scrubby bushes and bottlebrush trees along the tops of both hillsides. I spotted the Goth chic coming down the street and we met up and sat on a park bench partially hidden from view from the street by some trees up on one of the hilltops. She had on a low cut top (that was different for her as she was usually clad from head to toe, or at least conservatively) and as we sat there looking out over the park and I glanced sideway unashamedly to perve at her tits as she spoke. She seemed to like that and thrust out her chest slightly. She had a small tattoo of a bird on her shoulder and I had noticed others on her ankle. She didn’t want anyone to see us together least of all her mother or my aunt. She asked me once again if I wanted to fuck her again. I replied yes. She told me that I had made her sore last time and she wanted me to do that again. I said “suuure, I can do that” Tool hardening furiously in my pants! She had seen a friend since I had fucked her but he wasn’t as rough as I had been with her and she wanted a dirty old man to fuck her mainly because of the kinkiness of that but also as there would definitely be no strings attached and I was a little more brutal than her younger males had been. Not her words but you get the idea. She was totally taken with the vision of a well dressed, socially respectable (relatively) old man taking out his cock and having his way with her. The thought of me fumbling with her clothes was a turn on for her and I must admit I found it just a tad horny myself. The vision in her mind was such a turn on that she had been thinking of me fucking her when her friend had been trying to fuck her but he “wasn’t an animal like I was” and so he didn’t fill the bill or her either it seems. I have to admit I was feeling rather flattered by all of this and began to see myself as a bit of a stud. I can dream! I could see nothing wrong with the no strings attached approach and really didn’t care about the reason anyway, as long as I could get my dirty old man’s meat into her again and I liked the idea of being a little rough with her and I found the fact that she liked it very horny. I checked around and the area was deserted now that the guy and his dog had left and so I asked her when and where she wanted me to fuck her. She replied “right now” and suggested we go into bushes just behind where we were sitting. We got up and walked along the fence line behind the bushes and after scrambling through the brush we came to a spot that might have been used for exactly what we were planning, complete with an old mattress and newspapers on the ground, an old tarp and a few bags of rubbish. Really a delightful spot but at least we had a view of the park between the scrubby tree branches so we could see anyone approaching. She seemed to think this was a good spot but I wasn’t too keen on the facilities, I was more of a five star in-the-middle-of-the-bush person like something you would find out in the country along the side of a main road, behind bushes but far enough in that you could only just hear the traffic. Old mattresses and bags of rubbish weren’t my thing I’m afraid. There was however a two metre high block wall with a reinforcing step about one metre high in it a bit further along and so I suggested that she could sit her arse on that as I fucked her standing between her legs. She seemed agreeable (I was still getting grunt type communications from her even now) and so I pulled her skirt up (skirts are great, they allow such easy access which is probably what she had in mind) and her panties down and off. There was an “oh” at the abruptness of the action and she almost smiled as I did it but then reverted to her usual frown. She sat on the step and spread her delicious young legs wide open for me. Her legs dangled out, her feet only just touched the ground as she sat there. Her lovely thighs were tight as she strained to keep balance with her toes just reaching the ground. That made her mons really “monsy” standing up plump and prominent. I felt like licking and biting her on the thighs and so as I crouched down I started at just above her knees and licked my way up to her lovely little completely shaved plump twat. I knelt down and not being able to help myself, I nibbled her perfectly formed young snatch at which she briefly complained but then I suppose, realizing it was my animalistic lusting of her body, she just settled back and endured it. I parted her labia lips with my thumbs and tongued and sucked on her clit which made her sort of sigh or gasp quietly as she held my head and rubbed my face on her twat. I could smell a nice perfume and so I guessed she was planning to have my head between her legs at some time that day. I continued to munch away on her. I looked up and noticed her wide eyed and intently looking down at me working away on her. Then, as if my rate of devouring of her wasn’t enough, while still sitting on the top of the block wall, she raised herself up on her tippy toes, supported herself with one hand on the top of the wall, and the other on the back of my head moved her hips forward and pressed her little box onto my mouth for me to feed on with more gusto. She let me come up for a brief gasp of air occasionally before pushing her twat back into my face. My cock was straining at my pants. I stood up and unzipped and she reached in and pulled out my engorged, bendy meat that flopped down at a semi erect attitude. The inside of my undies and my cock were awash with pre-cum so I wiped it off with the bottom of my shirt. I could see her mouth slide over the smoothness as she slurped the knob into her warm little mouth and then swallowed the shaft, the girth of its semi erect state stretching her mouth even further. Her cheek bulged a couple of times as my knob poked into it as she moved her mouth back and forth along my shaft. I could hear her muffled gulps which was either partial gagging or swallowing a little bit of pre-cum which I hadn’t noticed when I presented my cock to her mouth. She looked up as she sucked me, her lips wrapped around my thick veiny cock as she slid back and forth on it never letting more than half of it escape from her soft, warm mouth. I could feel my tool hit the back of her throat as she drove her mouth onto it until her nose hit the base of my abdomen, hesitating briefly before withdrawing back to half way, revealing my wet shaft glistening in the rays of tree filtered sunlight. There was a fair bit of gagging going on but she kept on attacking it eagerly. I thought she was going to vomit at one stage but she had a cough and went back to it. I urged her to keep quite and I didn’t know who or what was on the other side of this fence. Mind you there was no one around but caution prevailed. I took hold of her head and started to thrust into her mouth, I could hear her wet lips rippling over the veins in my meat as I withdrew almost completely before plunging back in again up to the hilt. She held her hands on my thighs to limit the amount of cock she took in her mouth I guess. Such an exquisite feeling. I withdrew to only have my knob in her mouth and continued thrusting just the knob in and out, in and out, in and out. I was so close to blowing and she could sense it. She stopped sucking me and asked in a semi annoyed impatient tone “are you going to fuck me?”. Remembering her requirement to be rough with her and as grubby as that mattress beside us was, I grabbed her by the wrists and pushed her back and then lowered her down onto it. She made herself as comfortable as she could and spread her legs wide open for me, raised her knees, her feet dangling in mid air and I mounted her missionary style, plunging my cock into her and tried to ram her through to China, using what little spring that was left in that mattress to get a good pounding action going. I was going to make sure her little twat was at least as sore as it was the first time I had fucked her. I kept that up for as long as my dirty old man arms could take it and then I collapsed on top of her. She later told me she liked the weight of me on top of her. It made her feel dirty and used by a dirty old man and she loved it. She eventually pushed me off and assumed the doggie position on all fours. I would have preferred to get some relief and blow my load into her then and there, but what the heck, a bit of doggie is nice too. I peered under between her legs to position my cock at her pussy so she could guide me in. I crouched over her, my hands on her back, my knees regretting it already but I hung in there. I could feel her fingers on my knob as she wiped it up and down parting her lips and then on her clit a few times before pushing it inside the entrance to her hole, leaving me to push it in. She left her hand there as I commenced fucking her and she held my balls loosely sort of tickling my scrotum as it slid back and forth over her palm, finally taking hold of my sac and squeezing it with a pulsating action. I wasn’t sure whether that was horny of not but what the hell I was enjoying rooting her and she was managing to hold on despite my thrusting. I only rooted her for a short while until my legs couldn’t do it any more and I blew into her. I don’t know what was more relieved my penis or my legs but desperation drove me on, straining to deliver every last drop of jism. We wiped ourselves with something I can’t remember. She put her panties back on and pulled her skirt down and straightened it and we retired back down the fence line to where it ended. A quick look up and down the street and we went our separate ways.

20 August 2025

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I’d been chatting with a lovely lady on AMM for a week or so, and thought she was sexy and down to earth. We agreed to meet for coffee on a Saturday afternoon, in a major Melbourne suburban shopping centre, which was about halfway between our homes. I arrived a little early and got a booth where I could see everyone coming and going from the shop. Karen arrived about 10 minutes later and was wearing an oversized woollen jumper pulled over her backside and black leggings. She had medium-length, blonde, permed hair, a cute smile, but I couldn’t gauge her figure. We exchanged names and pleasantries and laughed as we got to know one another over coffee. We agreed to keep in touch and left to return to our cars. I had parked on the roof and I walked to my car. We kissed briefly, and she said she was parked way over the other side of the car park. I said, “Get in and I’ll give you a lift”. She accepted my offer and got into the passenger side. I drove over to where she was parked and pulled into a vacant spot. She leaned over to kiss. Her lips were moist, and she darted her tongue into my open mouth as we kissed. I rested my hand behind her neck, under her hair, as we kissed. I pulled away a little and started kissing and sucking her neck. She moaned a little and enjoyed the sensation. I let go of her neck, and with my other hand, I gently slid it under her jumper. She was wearing only a bra underneath. I gently rubbed her breasts, paying attention to her nipples, which were becoming increasingly hard. Her breath quickened, and I reached around and let her breasts out of her bra. She gasped as she wasn’t expecting that. They were huge, DD’s no less. I lifted her jumper slightly and squeezed one tit, and placed my mouth over it. I licked and sucked it, and she pulled my head in closer. I massaged the other tit and moved my mouth over to it when I’d finished with the other. Karen was breathing heavily now, so I took my mouth off her breast, let her jumper fall and began kissing her again. She was getting into it, so I lifted her hand and put it on my crotch. She squeezed me and could tell I was hard. I looked around and couldn’t see anyone nearby in the car park. I asked her, “Are you brave”? She nodded, and in the driver’s seat, I wiggled and slid my pants and jocks down to my knees. Without hesitation, her head was in my lap with her mouth engulfing my hard cock. I couldn’t move in my seat. Karen’s head was bobbing up and down, working my cock over. I slid my hand under her jumper and fondled and squeezed her tits. She moved so she could pump my cock with one hand and intermittently suck with her mouth. I had to move my arm, so I rested it on her arse. I felt around the outside of her butt and reached further around. She sighed a little and continued to suck me harder. I rubbed her arse and then rested my hand on the outside of her leggings right on her pussy. It was hot, and I sensed she wanted more. She moved a little, and her legs parted ever so slightly. I moved my hand, and this time, when I rubbed her backside, I slid my hand down the inside of her leggings and into her knickers. I reached under, past her butt and slid a finger straight into her soaking pussy. Her legs spread a little more, and I eased another two fingers into her. She was feverishly sucking and pumping my cock, and I was fingering her wet pussy and clit. We kept this up for a few more minutes, and then she released my cock from her mouth and let out an alrighty moan as she came. I had to push her head low as I thought others might hear. I moved my fingers out of her, and we both adjusted ourselves. We laughed as we looked around and weren’t caught. I told her that she owed me one, as I hadn’t cum. She smiled, nodded, and we parted ways in our respective cars.

18 August 2025

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A woman drives into a car park and parks in the quietest and darkest section. Terri, a beautiful woman with long black hair and brown eyes is wearing Italian high heels, black stockings, a black G-string and a black lace bra that compliment her slender body, the result of good genes, healthy eating habits and regular exercise that betrays by a good twenty five years her actual age. She is only wearing a full-length coat to cover it all, as she was dared to do a few hours earlier, when it only looked like a fantasy. Terri is not sure why she came here, experiencing a mixed feeling of curiosity, anxiety and arousal. She has never done anything like this before and doing it without her husband knowing adds a layer of guilt and heightened sexual arousal. As she is mentally reconsidering the situation, a man she has never met in person before, walks towards the driver's side and stands there. He is wearing a classy black suit, a white shirt and black leather shoes. Without thinking, Terri lowers the window. She can't see his full face but some of the facial features tell her he is handsome. The stranger's hand approaches her face and starts caressing her cheek and long, slim neck. She can even smell the quality cologne he's wearing. Unexpectedly, this touch sends a shiver of pleasure through her body and produces a weird sensation of melting in her brain. She closes her eyes, savouring the feeling of this touch on her skin and wishes she was wearing a blindfold... While his warm fingers are moving with confidence and gentleness, Terri is beginning to feel more aroused than anxious, and decides to deal with the guilt later. The warm dampness rising between Terri's legs tells her that she is horny and wants more. The man runs his hand under the coat and caresses her perfectly shaped and firm breasts, gently squeezing the sexy nipples through the lace. She can't help a moan as he massages her while still standing outside the car and barely moving. The feeling of a total stranger who contacted her only a few hours earlier and who is now caressing her body is nearly overwhelming. Her vagina is now very wet and burning from desire to be attended to. To her relief, the man's hand runs further down her slender body, using the tips of his fingers to form shapes on her flat stomach, feeling like he's forming letters and making her shiver more and sending jolts of pure electricity throughout her body. She knows she is not going to last long before she comes when the hand reaches her shaved pussy. As his hand covers Terri’s thong, the stranger can feel some of the moisture she has been producing through the fabric. Then, skilfully parting the small piece of fabric covering her vagina, his fingers keep slowly moving back and forth along the wet vulva, in lightly brushing strokes with increasing pressure, making Terri's breath pace up. Instinctively, she turns her head toward the man and can't help but notice the bulge in his pants. Judging by its size, she knows that he is not wearing undies and belongs to the 'well hung' category as they call it. Her next move is now only guided by an intense sexual desire, as she opens the door and brings the man’s body closer to her. The remote sound of screeching tires can be heard in the distance, but no car is approaching their secret spot. Terri uses both hands to unzip the man's flyer and let free a beautifully shaped and half erect cock. She starts stroking the hardening shaft while the man's fingers have now reached the inner lips and rubs her clitoris in circular motion. Terri can feel the blood flushing through her face, producing a vivid sensation of warmth and she knows an intense orgasm is looming. As her mouth is about to absorb the pulsating cock, she feels a strong middle finger sliding inside her, moving in a back-and-forth motion, followed by the ring finger. She complements the incredible sensation by using her free hand to stroke her clitoris. After less than a minute, still holding the stiff cock in her right hand, she can't take it any longer and moans loudly. Terri's juices flood the handsome stranger's fingers in an explosion of pure pleasure, finding it difficult to breathe... After the flood recedes, the man removes his fingers and directs them to Terri's mouth, to let her taste her own juice, which, to her own surprise, she accepts.

18 August 2025

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“Knock knock. Housekeeping,” you hear, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Hang on a sec,” you reply, more irritably than intended. The edge in your voice surprises and embarrasses you a little. Flustered, you get off the bed and walk toward the door. How dare they interrupt your morning of wallowing in self-pity, you think, grabbing the handle. You try to fake a smile—after all, you hate when people are rude to service staff. The door opens. He flashes a huge smile that takes you off guard—tall, fit, and unexpectedly good-looking. You weren’t prepared for this kind of distraction. Sensing your hesitation, his smile widens, a devilish twinkle lighting up his eyes. “Er… come in,” you manage, stepping aside awkwardly as he strides past you into the room. He’s clearly comfortable here—confident, in control. “Need any fresh towels, coffee, soaps?” he asks. You have to tear your eyes away from his masculine frame to respond. “No, I think I’m okay,” you say, barely above a whisper. He knows. You can tell. He picked up on it the moment the door opened. As he moves past you again, his chest brushes your shoulder—subtle, deliberate. He closes the door behind you both. A quiver stirs in your core—buzzing anticipation. He turns back toward you. That charming smile is gone. Replaced now with something darker. Hungrier. A look that tells you he already knows what he wants to do to you. He steps into your space like he belongs there. Your eyes widen slightly. You drop your gaze, a quiet signal of submission you didn’t mean to give. “I need to have a look at the shower in here,” he says, voice lower, huskier. “Been having some trouble with the water flow. Come give me a hand—I can’t do it without help.” It’s a suggestion, but it sounds like a command. He turns toward the bathroom, and you follow silently—helpless against the heat building between your legs. How the fuck am I this turned on by a stranger?! In the bathroom, you watch him twist the taps, his strong forearms flexing, hands moving with confidence. You imagine those hands exploring you, gripping you. He turns his head slightly and winks. “I said this is a job for two. I want you in there with me.” Not a request. You freeze. The wetness between your thighs is undeniable now—your nipples hard and tingling. You nod slowly, breath caught, body making the decision for you. He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you into a kiss—firm, sensual, consuming. His lips part yours, coaxing you into submission. The moment is dizzying. If you weren’t already soaking, you’re a waterfall now. His other hand wraps around your waist, pulling your bodies together—his scent, his heat, the thick bulge pressing against you—all too much to take. He breaks the kiss to yank your shirt over your head. Your breasts bounce free, nipples brushing the fabric as it peels off you—sending shockwaves straight to your core. You gasp. He kisses you again, and this time his hands are on your shorts, dragging them down until you’re completely naked. The cool air kisses your skin. You shiver. And you don’t care. You’re ready to obey. Ready for anything. He strips quickly, opens the shower screen, grabs your hand, and pulls you under the spray. The warm water runs down your body as he presses into you again, mouth seeking yours, hands now on your ass—gripping, owning. His fingers slide lower, and you part your legs willingly, gasping as he finds the slick heat between your thighs. You hear a deep growl of satisfaction from him. Without warning, he spins you around, pressing your chest against the cold glass. Your nipples harden painfully at the contact, and your cheek rests flat against the fogging surface. Then—finally—you feel it. The head of his cock slides between your legs, gathering your wetness. Then, with slow, steady pressure, he pushes into you. There’s a slight resistance as your tight walls stretch around him—then pleasure explodes outward in waves. Not rough. Not gentle. Just right. You gasp, and you feel him smile behind you. He begins to move—pulling back, thrusting in—each motion deeper, firmer. The rhythm builds. Your moans grow louder, ragged, as the pressure inside you coils tight. He grunts, hands gripping your hips as he starts pounding you against the glass with increasing force. It’s animalistic. Raw. Fucking with purpose. Your pussy clenches around him, slick and soaked. You’re his now. You want to be. You need to be. You feel the first pulse of orgasm deep inside—and then you shatter. A flash of white explodes in your head, and a high-pitched scream rips from your throat. It’s you. Screaming with pleasure as he groans behind you, slamming harder. You feel him swell, thick and throbbing. Then he cums—hot, heavy spurts deep inside you, flooding your pussy. Filling you. You moan, completely wrecked, as he continues to thrust through the waves of his climax. Your legs collapse beneath you. He holds you up, still grinding into you, milking the last drops of pleasure before finally pulling out. You feel the slow, messy drip of cum and arousal oozing down your thighs as the shower water begins to wash it away. You don’t move. You just breathe—panting, trembling, wrecked and thoroughly used. And loving every second of it.

13 August 2025

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

11 August 2025

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First time was a married couple worked on there home as I was a apprentice would work on there home on weekends. she was all over me with coffee and lunches but always semi naked he would help me and always had tight shorts on showing off his big cock... After about a month of weekends working we had dinner as I had finished there bathroom so we started drinking and drinking... One thing led to another and I was asked to join them in bed if I was into that I was 20 they where 35 both really into me I said yes as she was naked and I was drippin She said would you like to suck his cock I didn't reply I just flopped out this monster cock out of his pants and sucked it for 15 minutes the rest was just pure sex that finished off at 8 am Sunday morning... I continued to see them for many years every week I lost my ass virginity to them the 90s where hot years. I mainly fuck woman but don't mind feeling a big cock and watching a couple fuck while I eat his wife out.

10 August 2025

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I'm in Alice Springs. No beaches here but when I was at a beach I'd head for the dunes or tracks. Get naked and just explore and sunbake. One day I was just walking down a very open/no sand dunes track and a guy just came up behind me, reached around and tweaked my nipples, pushed his body against mine and kissed my neck wow. Not a word but his cock was saying it all, mmmm. He took my beach towel and spread it out. Motioned for me to lay down I did. on my back just amazed at that cock. He knelt down between my legs and spread them. His cock was pushing against my arsehole.no words, just eye to eye. He grabbed something from his bag, still with his cock pushing at my arse. Lube it was. Eye to eye he just spread my arse with that knob. Oh fuck. He then pushed it in, he actually spoke and said I'll come further up. He did, that worked. Deep as and really hitting a sweet spot. Once there he just moved back and forth and inch. Heaven, I'd never experienced an internal orgasm. He then kissed me so aggressively as he fucked me so hard and deep. Second orgasm. He blew his load in a big way. No words. Just still feeling that cock exploding. Wow. He got up and left. I will never forget that guy. Fuck he knew how to fuck. Where is he now?

9 August 2025

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

8 August 2025

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

8 August 2025

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