Driving home one night a lady pulled me over, dark, curvy, frizzy hair with large breasts. I asked her if she needed a lift, she said yes and jumped in... I asked her where she wanted to go she said my place… At my place she pulled out a dildo from her handbag and said she wanted me to fuck her…. we played a little then she stuck the dildo to a chair sat on it then asked me to fuck her DP in missionary position... She squirted repeatedly every time I fucked her hard I pulled my cock out and slapped her pussy then by rubbing my nob on her clit like a vibrator... this went on for some time, I asked her to come to bed where she played with me and sucking my cock. She enjoyed me squeezing her tits as I touch her pussy, she got so horny she got on too riding me wetting the sheets. then she ask me fuck her from behind. I then took control, I lay her down spread her legs while squeezing her tits I and started softly massaging her pussy with coconut oil. she got really horny again and took hold of my cock. I put my two fingers inside of her finding her g spot and made her squirt repeatedly. I got between her legs and licked her pussy putting my cock inside of her to cum, she the told me to fuck her in ass hard and cum… true... ;)

17 July 2025

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

16 July 2025

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Every year I take trip to NZ to see friends and family. My last trip was a quick flash in the pan visit, but I found myself with a night and day free in Auckland before I flew out. So after chatting to a few people on various platforms, I arranged to meet a lovely hotwife at Ladies bay for a day of relaxing in the sun before I flew out that night. She arrived at the agreed time at a cafe just down the road from Ladies Bay and I immediately lost the "Commando Coffee" we had discussed as it seemed all she had on was a sarong, that just barely covered. We sat and chatted for a while over coffee and discussed what was on the table for the day. She quickly leant in close, grabbed my hardening cock through my shorts and informed me her hubby was waiting and that we should perhaps get to the beach before it gets too late. We left the cafe and headed towards a white van, she opened the sliding door and we both jostled inside, once my eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, I could see this was purely a pleasure van, there was a screen playing porn, a mattress with restraints and a few boxes of toys. She slid the door closed, dropped the sarong and was pulling my shorts off furiously. Within seconds she had my cock sliding down her throat and was looking up at me with those "Please cum in my mouth" eyes It didn't take long before I did just that, grabbing her head and her grabbing my ass and forcing more of my cock down her throat, I exploded, she gagged and choked a little but managed to swallow it all. Then there came a groan from a speaker as it seems her hubby, who was watching from the front seat via a little camera blew his load. She then unhooked what seemed like a swing from the roof of the van and positioned herself in it, told her hubby to get going and told me her pussy needed eating. I looked through one of the boxes of toys and found a clit toy that she just grinned at and told me to be quick as she needed to release. We were moving in traffic as I went to town on her, sliding fingers, toys and my face as far into her hot pussy as I could get them, it didn't take long before she started quivering and shaking and moaning she was about to cum and she did, boy did she, she exploded and squirted all over me, the toys and half the van, once again I heard the voice over the speaker..."Ohh yes Baby... your enjoying him aren't you?" She moaned as another little spasm ran through her and told him to just take her home as she needed a proper release. She looked at me, grinned and said they would get me to the airport in time for my flight. Which they did, but only after a few hours of she and I moaning and groaning our way around their house. Especially their pool and backyard. The weather was awesome, we enjoyed drinks and lounging naked while her hubby waited on us. Suffice to say, the next trip to Auckland in Feb has a few more free days to be spent in Auckland as I re-connect with this awesome couple.

15 July 2025

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

14 July 2025

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

13 July 2025

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After our initial hook up at the Christmas party (see 'It started with a dance) Della and I were constantly texting at work. We both loved our first time together and we both wanted more, a lot more. Our texts quickly became sexts and were driving me crazy. Della told me how much she loved fucking me and then went on to describe all the things she wanted to do in bed. This girl was hot af and kinky as hell. I soon learnt there was nothing she wouldn't do, and I wanted it bad. One day, she texted me to meet her in the conference room after 4. The place was pretty quiet by then as most of the staff had gone home. We'd shared a lot of sexts that day and we were both horny as hell. I meet her there and we started going for it. Within a couple of minutes she was laying on the conference table, her dress was around her waist and her legs were spread wide open, revealing her beautiful wet naked pussy to me. She'd taken her panties off and cut a hole out of her stockings around her pussy so I could fuck her. She claimed it was for a 'quick get away if needed.' This was an open invitation I was wasn't going to refuse! I unzipped my pants, got my rock hard cock out and slide straight inside her glorious pussy. Omg, it was heaven. We both moaned as I stood between her legs, fucking her with urgency and passion. This continued for a few minutes, before she wanted to get on top and fuck me. I laid down on the floor and she straddled me, my cock sliding all the way in. We fucked liked animals and within minutes, this beautiful woman was cumming right there on the floor of the conference room at work! She took a moment to recover and then got off me and took my cock, covered in her pussy juice, in her mouth. She proceeded to give me the best bj of my life, I mean this girl was good! Not long after, I came in her mouth and like the beautiful woman she is, didn't spill a drop. We got up put our clothes back on, hugged and kissed before getting out of there. It truly was a fantastic encounter with an awesome woman.

10 July 2025

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

8 July 2025

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I worked with Della for 2 years. I had always found her attractive. She was a tall, slim brunette who had an infectious laugh and incredible smile. I was attracted to her from the first day we met and I wanted her, but there was one problem, she was married. The end of year Christmas party was coming up and everyone was looking forward to going. There was lots of alcohol, food, music and dancing. I hadn't seen much of Della all night, but somehow we managed to find each other on the dance floor. We were both pretty drunk at that stage and we ended up dancing and talking for the rest of the night. Della was fairly drunk and asked me to take her home, being the gentleman that I am, I made sure we got back to her safely. Her husband was working away and we had the place to ourselves. We both crashed on the couch and woke up the next day fully clothed and feeling a bit sore and sorry. After some small talk, Della came over to me and started kissing me. Her lips were so soft and full, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in so I could passionately kiss her back. Our kiss continued as our tongues found each other and entwined, exploring each other's mouth as our passion and desire took over. Della stop kissing me and reached down. to undo my belt and trousers. I lifted my hips as she removed my trousers and underwear. I was hard by then and Della didn't hesitate to the length of my cock in her mouth and began sucking and bobbing her head up and down on me. After some time had passed, I'm not sure how long I was too engrossed in Della's magnificent work, she stopped sucking stood up and undressed. She laid back down next to me and opened her legs. I was enthralled with the view of her wonderful pussy, wet and open, inviting me in to fuck her. I needed no further encouragement. I stood up, lifted her legs onto my shoulders and pounded her hard and deep. She moaned and said 'fuck yes' as I continued to slam my cock in her soaking wet pussy. She came a few minutes later and we swapped positions. She laid on her back and we went at it again, missionary style. We kissed, I pinched her nipples, bit her neck and arms as we fucked losing ourselves to lust and desire, engulfed in our need to pleasure and be pleasured. That day was the start of an incredible affair between two people that lasted for 2 years. It was the most passionate, kinky, lustful, satisfying and loving sex we have ever had, which I will never forget.

7 July 2025

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I was 18, the internet was just as young and it was beginning to connect people like me to one another. I put myself out there, foolishly perhaps, but I’ve a taste for adventure, I love to play, to share and I was learning to share myself. I connected with a couple in Werrington NSW, and they excitedly invited me over for the evening. Hahaha I was gleeful! Buzzing within! Ok ok ok calm down… cleaning myself, dressing in the best I had and off walking several kilometres to the train station. I would be there when I would be… a time before apps, you could make an educated guess when a train would pass through but it was a guess, a wait and see adventure. I solve that puzzle, all the whilst trying to keep my young body’s attention! It wanted to think of nothing other than my evening! To be sought out and chosen by this couple, it was flattering! Ok ok, just get there… I rest and wrestle with this aspect of myself, it wants, its excited! What is going to happen? What are they like? I knew the area wasn't the safest, but I’m also one to risk peril, if trouble was found I’d navigate it, I held no fear I wouldn't come home, but the thrill and excitement carried me, Penrith… Kingswood… this is it this is it get off now! I get off onto the platform and this is a time before apps… I have an address in my pocket scrawled on paper, and memories of the UBD I checked out before I left… now I just need to go north, follow that and look to my right… that's their street. I was lucky as I round the corner he is there, “g'day mate, Michael is it?” he reaches for my hand, and and before I know we’re shaking hands, I’m smiling like a giddy silly little puppy! Omg this is real! I remember the feeling and being carried upon it to his home… I can barely recall that walk, what we spoke of, he was an excited Man, eager to introduce me to his wife… I’m certain any onlookers would have seen two space cadets, rambling incomprehensibly! We arrived and it was a nice place, well kept, nice furniture, these are people who take pride in where they live, their things and one another. I felt at ease immediately as I’m led to the rear yard. She stood and walked over, introducing herself, we hugged which I came to find is the handshake equivalent when a man is introduced to a woman. I am flying by the seat of my pants, I have no idea on the expectation or what is the normal! I have no previous experience to fall upon, I’m jumping all these hurdles and its going well and I have no clue what's going on and I love it! We flirt about the fire and he offers me a drink, he brings me Southern Comfort which to this day I cannot smell without being brought back to this night… I sit and listen, he sits, I raise this glass, sip… sip again… sip some more as they mimic me, relaxing by the fire with talk of their business and the day to day toils. I’m beginning to feel the effect, she gets up comes to sit before me pulling my pants down, taking my cock into her mouth a long moment stretches forth… I hear her holding her breath… savouring… and the deep outward breath as she releases me from her mouth looking up into my eyes as she does. This moment is burnt into my memory… sitting sipping a drink… this mans wife gripping and savouring my cock… it amazed me... It felt very right… this is the escape… the reward… the playtime I had yearned for. The look upon her was devilish, joy and desire written plainly with no remorse for what she was, what she was doing… She was a predator and I was her prey... Her meal… and I liked being that for her. Her husband came in behind her as she fawned and played with my cock, putting her to her knees, parting her body… bringing himself into her… The energy shifted so remarkably! So suddenly! It was like another woman had taken her place! The breath escaped her as did all resistance and pressure from somewhere inside of her. A release of something held bad in her day to day world… her claws extending and retracting as her animal self shook off the civil mask it wore… The animal woman who was before me was like non I’d ever encountered… before she was fawning… seeking approval what she was taking was allowed… this animal took what she wanted without reservation! She erupted with expression, growls, purrs and moans all centred upon my body, my cock. She was hungry, ravenous, she wanted… her soft grip grew stern, my hips were hers, my cock was hers… he ate, stroked and made sure when her eyes met mine that I knew what she wanted… and I wanted this animal woman to take from me… Her husband could see the expressions of his wife were soon to escape the back yard and become well known to the neighbours… foreseeing her need he relinquished and brought our attention back to reality… “inside” he said… his wife and I complying quickly, my clothing left in the yard. I’m led straight to the bedroom he lays down and we do as we did in the yard, but now it was his time to rest and my time to feed her body… The energy was as intoxicating as the drink I was served… I could feel her want, how her body parted and engulfed mine, she pushed back before I brought myself forward into her…she wanted me within and she made it known, this was not a time to be reserved... Her body wanted to be fed… She ignited… just as she did when her husband began behind her… primal, unhindered, animal woman… it was electric. I fed her... My hands gripped her hips, they were not gentle, they communicated to her body, “yes you will be fed… and I will feed you”... We fucked for quite some time, to the point her husband dozed on the side of the bed, she was atop riding me and saw he was out cold, worn from the day. She rode and took as she needed and I let her play, brought her close and rested her, then when she caught her breath she would rise and take again! Her husband awoke and got up, a time went by and we chose to look for him, check on his welfare. In that time I went outside to collect my things and bring them inside… scurrying in the dark, yep... Shoes…pants… wallet… ok yep everything then I head for the back doo only to find it locked… OMG! I’m thinking I’m locked out… I knock on one door…nothing, then over to the other back door, knock there…nothing, look in the windows its dark… “holy shit, I’ve been kicked out.” I’m thinking. There I am standing naked with a hard cock and a pile of clothing, swaying side to side with the alcohol I’ve had in the evening… oh nooooooo! Wow ok… I am not one to get butt hurt about such things, I just acclimate, what do I do now! I put my clothes on, check the doors another time and start looking for the side gate, but there isn't one… giggling to myself about having to jump a fence or two drunk and well fucked, escaping this couples house so I can get home! Just as I’m about to jump the back door opens and she’s there, we have a giggle about being locked out, I hide my apprehensions that it was done with purpose, that I was no longer welcome. They were fears and I found nothing in reality to substantiate them. Needless to say the night was done, her husband was done and though she wanted me to stay and play she said gave priority to her husband, which is admirable and respectable. So we say out goodbyes and kiss, hold one another, there was a lot of passion there, for her for me and me for her… I was out the door as he had already retired. So its sometime towards or after midnight… I’m in Western Sydney, with very little concept of where I am or the perils of where I am… omg! Get to the train station! Ohhh so I get in there just as a train going west, straight on! Over to Penrith. When I get to Penrith there is nothing going up the mountain home and I am getting drunker and drunker as my body processes what we drank… this is not going to end well I felt. I called a mate, he sends his father… I’m sitting in the old bus rink, there are drunks everywhere and I’m just keeping my distance waiting, laying down, resting… whatever that was… the potency of that booze… wow never in my life! His father swoops in and grabs me, I can barely understand him, other than the quip “lucky I just got in, looks like that group was about to bash you.” I have no concept of who he is speaking about, but clearly he saw something I didn't… grateful for the pickup, for the save. I was whisked home, where I showered and went to bed. No one knew where I’d been, what I’d done, the adventure I’d had and its a story I’ve never shared with anyone. Kept it to myself these past 20 years. I later made attempts to find that couple once more, I don't know what happened to them. Whether there was a breakdown between them or maybe it was just a one night thing and they were done with me, maybe they just lost my number or I theirs… I’ll never know. But I valued what they shared of themselves with me, he supported his wife's needs, played a great host to me, treated me well and did so even with the taxing day to day chores he bid. She showed me the wild animal that dwells within a woman, hidden by the masks of the day, they have claws and teeth and want all the same as I have as a man... I love that she shared and showed me that aspect of herself, I woke up the next day and continued life as an 18 year old, not a friend knew… but it was adventure, it was perilous… but it was invigorating, empowering, like a potent fuel I’d not tasted before… one I would come to need and provide later in life. ;)

7 July 2025

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I had been planning a trip back to my old home town, so decided that I would have a look online to see if I could find some fun while I was there. I started chatting with this couple Jane & Jim (not their real names) and told them that I had an up coming trip back home and asked them if there were any events going on around the place while I was there. They said that there wasn’t a lot going on at that time of the year as most things had finished after the New Year’s celebrations. We contained to chat a few more times and discovered that we had a bit in common and decided that we should meet up for a drink while I was there. Fast forward 3 month and numerous messages and photo swaps, my trip was finally happening and I was about to meet Jim & Jane in person. We had agreed to meet at one of the bars close to where we were both staying, I showered, shaved and then headed down to meet Jim & Jane. By the time I got to the bar, they had already gotten a table and were starting their second drink, I introduced myself, asked if they would like another round which they said yes and I went to the bar to get our drinks. It was a good thing that I had to go to the bar as after seeing Jane for the first time in person I was starting to get a bit of a hard on, Jane was hotter in person than her photos. Jane was about 5’8” Slim build, blond hair and very checky. I grabbed our drinks and headed back to the table; Jane pulled the chair out for me to sit right next to her. We chatted for a while, ordered some more drinks and food as we were all getting along very well, I excused myself so I could go to the restroom and as I returned, I could see that Jim & Jane had been chatting about something as they both had big smiles on their faces. As I sat down Jane’s hand landed right on top of my thigh and she started to rub up and down the inner part with a couple of cheeky rubs over my cock, Jane then lent over to me and whispered in my ear.. I want you to fuck me; she could feel the bulge in my pants getting bigger. I looked at Jim, he looked at me and then nodded, I whispered in Jane's ear that I would love to fuck her as long as Jim’s ok with that, Jane replied that Jim was a cuckold and dose what he is told to do, I said say no more let’s do this so we finished our food & drinks and headed back to their room. We go back to their room, which had a very nice view of the city from their balcony where we chatted a bit more, had a few more drinks and Jane and I had a couple of kisses, the next thing I know, Jane has my pants down around my ankles and my cock in her mouth, here I am standing on this balcony trying not to react too much to this fantastic blowjob I was getting from Jane, as people are walking along the footpath below. Jim sitting in his chair and watching the show going on before starts to rub his own cock through his paints, I could see how horny he was getting so instructed him to stop playing and just sit there and watch his wife do her thing, I told Jane that we should take this to the bedroom and told Jim to sit on the chair next to the bedroom so he could hear me fuck his wife. We got to the bedroom with clothes flying everywhere, I pushed Jane onto the bed and started to work my way over her gorgeous body, I started licking her nipples, Jane let out a gap, I rubbed my hand down towards her pussy and found that she was very wet, I slid a finger inside her and started to rub het clit with my thumb, Jane let out an OMG. I looked up to see Jim standing at the door, I said to Jim, do you like what I’m doing to Jane, he said yes and then I asked him would he like to join us, he replied yes, I told him to go back and sit down in the lounge room as I haven’t finished with his wife. I looked down at Jane and she had a big smile on her face and said to me that she loved the way I ordered her husband around and then said get down there and eat me out, I didn’t need to be told twice as I dove down to start eating her very wet delicious pussy. The sound that was coming from Jane was making me so horny and hard, as my tongue was slowly exploring every part of her, all of a sudden, I felt Jane’s body tense has she started to orgasm, not only was she a very hot women, she also tasted amazing and I just kept on licking her clit until she came again. By this time Jane was begging for me to fuck her, I got up to my knees and started to rub the head of my cock slowly over her clit with a few little cock slaps thrown in, Jane’s moans are starting to become very loud and I see Jim pecking around the corner with his cock in his hand and having the odd stroke. I slowly worked my way in to her, getting longer with every stroke, I could feel Janes legs starting to twitch on my shoulders as she was getting closer to coming again, her moans when to another level with OMG, OMFG, I was starting to get close myself and a I asked Jane where she would like me to deposit my load, she replied on my stomach which I did. We both laid on the bed next to each other with a smile on our face, I called out to Jim and told him to come in and clean up the mess on aisle 1, Jim walked into the room with a towel but I stopped him and told him to clean up the mess with his tongue. Jim jump on the bed and started to lick up my deposit and it looked like he was enjoying way too much, I asked him if he had been wanking while listening to us, he said he had, I asked if he would like to fuck his wife now, he said he would, I told him to go stand in the corner of the room and don’t look as I haven’t finished fucking Jane. When I had finished with Jane, I could see that Jim is busting to get into the action, I said to Jane should we let him have a go, Jane smiled and said he can have 1 minute so make the most of it, I don’t think Jim lasted 30 seconds before letting go. We all moved into the lounge room have another drink before saying our good nights, Jane thanked me for a great night and I headed back to my room.

7 July 2025

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I was seeing a woman I had met on AMM when I was about 55 or so. She was an older woman around 63 from memory. She was a solid build, not fat but nice tits and good stamina. We would root all weekend on and off. I would see her every so often at her place, she had a nice house on the Central Coast. Our favourite was for me to sit up in bed with my back against the wall and have her mount me. We would just sit there most of the time, discussing the meaning of life as I pulled and sucked on her nipples occasionally and she gently bobbed up and down on my tool. I did a story on her some time ago so I won’t go over that again as it is not the point of this story. She had a reasonable circle of friends and every so often when we weren’t rooting we would go and visit one of them. She was a keen gardener and liked to go to nurseries or to look at other peoples gardens to get ideas for her own. I wasn’t fussed either way and while she was a good sport I was really there to root myself silly on the weekend before returning to the week day work grind. She had told me about this older gardening friend of hers one time and we had visited her back then. She told me how she had had, shall we say, an interesting life, having five children all too different guys when she was younger. She was in her early to mid seventies and so the five kids had long since left the nest. My lady friend hopped off my tool and decided that we should call in on this woman again to have the usual cuppa and to look at her garden. My tool had pumped (leaked would be a better description) a good quantity of pre-cum into her as she sat on me in bed that morning. Just as an aside has anyone else experienced that sensation? It is usually when I have been inside a woman for some time as in the scenario already described. The pre-cum must be building up. I clench my groin muscles and squirt a release of pre-cum into my woman. I’m not cumming, its just pre-cum but the sensation of drilling or pumping it inside her is very satisfying but the woman doesn’t seem to notice. Anyway back to my woman’s friend, I had rooted my woman from behind, bent over the kitchen bench, the night before and while I enjoyed that and was eyeing off the bench once more she bounced enthusiastically into the kitchen dining room all dressed and ready to go. I had had my mind made up for me and so I thought why not, an outing might be a nice change. A quick phone call to check that her friend was home and off we went. Some time later we arrived at the friend’s older style house that had been renovated and was neatly kept, complete with front garden as previously described. Her friend greeted us at the front door and after the hugs and kisses between the girls and a friendly greeting to me we went in and were ushered down the hallway past the lounge room and into the sunny back room just off the kitchen. As we sat there and the women did most of the talking I reacquainted my mind with my woman’s friend’s body. She was/is a slightly framed person, fairly flat chest or the dress she was wearing certainly didn’t show off any tits. I couldn’t remember anything spectacular in that department from my first visit to her and I usually remember things like that. Her arse wasn’t large but it was certainly bigger than her tits. All in all she was just an older woman enjoying her retirement in her house and garden in the sunshine which is how it should be. I thought how I was looking forward to being an older guy in the same or similar situation and not having to get up in the dark every morning to beat the traffic to get to work with all of the other week day working slaves. As we sat there her friend busied herself in the kitchen and carried on the conversation at a slightly raised volume with us from there. She mentioned some plant or other and my woman couldn’t contain herself and immediately raced out the door to the garden to look at whatever they were talking about. The friend came out of the kitchen into the room where I was sitting and while talking though the open, albeit partially curtained window to my woman, put our teas down and without stopping after releasing the teas placed her hand down between my legs and onto my crotch. Even though mere minutes before I had been analyzing her body and was in full perving mode, I wasn’t prepared for her actions and looked up at her in an alarmed but nevertheless grateful way, grabbing her wrist and “quietly” shouting “what are you doing?!” She went on talking to my woman in a slightly raised voice so that my woman, who was now wandering around the garden, could hear her, about the bloody plant and groped down harder on my tool and balls. That prompted a breath gasping, eye opening display of a mixture of pain and sexual pleasure as it felt like my balls were going to make an appearance in my throat. Despite my pain/pleasure and my terror of being discovered by my garden exploring woman, my fight to get her friend’s hand off my gear was weakening fast and I eventually just held her wrist in place lest she stop groping, rather than trying to get it the hell out of my groin! I left her to grope around all the while craning my neck to check that my woman was still out in the garden with her plants. It was difficult not to wince in pain as she wasn’t holding back groping and squeezing my cluster. I had opened my legs to give her better access and moved her hand so that it could engulf even more of my jewels. I remember that she put her other hand onto the back of my chair to support herself as she must have been tiring with all of the effort she was putting into assaulting my gear. She eventually stopped and released my by now erect tool and gave my balls a well deserved rest, returning to her chair that was thankfully way over on the other side of the table, just as my woman reappeared from the garden, chattering away about how well the bush or whatever it was, was doing. They both nattered (the friend completely calm and composed) on, as I tried to recover and think about what had just happened. Their conversation went on and I excused myself, asking where the toilet was and retired to clean myself up just in case a wet spot decided to add itself to my confusion and fear of discovery. Once in there I unzipped and allowed my by now half flaccid tool to flop out still engorged and fat but sagging down. I almost felt sorry for it as it had after all been minding its own business, warm and snug with its two mates in their dark hidey hole when it was fallen upon by some unknown hand and mauled severely. I opened my pants and lowered them and my undies down around my knees and I stood there assessing the damage. I couldn’t help but stop to admire my gear in the vanity mirror. The fat, broad backed dangling tool, the disgusting old skin of the scrotum protruding out of both sides from behind it and the balls hanging down putting a strain on that old looking skin by their sheer size and weight. Yeah, yeah, dream on. My undies were awash with pre-cum but it hadn’t managed to soak through to my pants. The tool was still oozing pre-cum in its pathetic dangling stance. I grabbed some toilet paper, quickly placing it under the eye of oozing phallus to catch the ever increasing in length, strand of crystal clear goo before wiping the strand and the offending knob of any excess, squeezing out the hopefully final gobs into the paper before consigning it to the toilet bowl and sending it on its trip to the treatment works and then the ocean for all of the little fishies to enjoy. Who’d be a fish?! I had to be careful that my knob didn’t drip down any of its goo into my pants or onto the floor. I wouldn’t want anyone to slip and hurt themselves would I? After a clean up, including the floor, I returned to the girls who were still gabbling away. I don’t think they even missed me and we left shortly after. I can’t remember what we did for the rest of the day or the following day. My thoughts were elsewhere. I left for home the following night and wound my way through the dark streets heading for the expressway and home. It was about then that the dick took over the navigation and I found myself heading back to the friend’s place. I parked outside and wrestled with my conscience before the dick had its way and I fronted nervously up to the front door. I knocked and stood there in the darkness before the front verandah light came on and her face appeared at the curtained side window beside the door. “oh” was all I heard as she recognised me through the window. She opened the door and said abruptly “what do YOU want?” I had heard the “oh” and “What do YOU want” from women in the past, when they know full well what YOU want. YOU want to get your dick into them and they know that! From a philosophical and conscientious point of view, does doing the slutty old friend of my woman behind her back make me a cad and a bastard? If it does then I will blame my dick again. That bloody thing has got me into so much trouble over the years! She opened the door and I went in and she shut the door behind me. Nothing was said and I followed her into the lounge room. She was wearing her dressing gown over her nightie. She very provocatively opened her dressing gown and I had her bent over the back of the lounge in nothing flat. She let out the first of many little old lady “ooohs” as I did so. I unzipped, had my dick out, pulled up her night gown and pulled down her panties in a positively indecent hurry. I took my dick in hand, fished around for her twat and drove my dick into her. Another “ooooh” and a few grunts from both of us as I drove her into the lounge with almost brutish cruelty, my tool enjoying its revenge for her hard handling of it the day before. She was balanced on the back of the lounge, her feet off the ground but she managed to put her hand around onto my arse to try to pull me into her and to get me to root her harder and I thought I was being a right bastard up to that point so I increased the pounding. The whole lounge was rocking and the “oooohs” and “aaaghs” were coming fast and frequently and they were loud. It was after all her house and so I just let her scream and carry on before I exploded into her delivering a gush of hot cum that added to the squishing sound of my dick coursing into her in those final thrusts of jism delivering desperation, straining to empty the entire contents of my balls into her. Generous, that’s the kinda guy I am. I thanked her and we agreed to keep this little episode between us. I hitched up my pants and left. This became a pattern as I saw her after a weekend with my woman a few times, briefly dropping in to do her on my way home to Sydney. It was usually the same routine of getting into the lounge room with indecent sexually driven haste, draping her over the back of the lounge and giving her a furious quickie hump all within fifteen or twenty minutes or so and then hitching up my pants and racing out the door. There was a one time exception though. This time she stopped me as we arrived in the lounge room. She started to undo my shirt and peeled it off my shoulders, with it still tucked into my pants and my arms still in my sleeves, to fall down exposing my chest. Now I am not the biggest built guy in the chest department but she proceeded to run her hands all over my arms and shoulders and through the hairs on my chest. She is only a little thing and I am fairly tall so she was reaching up enjoying my chest which I thrust out in a Tarzanish sort of way (and they say women are vain) when she sneakily went for my belt. I didn’t need anymore information as I took over and stripped off for her, standing there naked with my tool standing out like a lump of wood. She on the other hand was fully clothed in her pyjamas. I remember that because some of my fluid had leaked out of my knob when I rubbed up against her and dripped down making several marks on the front of the red satin material of the pyjamas. She looked me up and down and then down at my rampant cock with a smile as if I wasn’t even there, just her and the cock. She picked up a pillow from the lounge and dropped it on the floor at my feet. She took my arm and I helped her to her knees on the pillow, getting her settled and stable before she chuckled and held onto my hips to steady herself. As I peered down on the top of her grey haired head, all I could see was her arms clamped onto my hips or the sides of my thighs and her head wavering around as she tried to dock my annoyingly swinging dick (that I was really trying to hold still for her, but excitement had the better of me) with her mouth. She took me in her mouth and swallowed as much of the cock as she could in one go before returning to tantalisingly just suck on the knob and a bit of the shaft with a delightful noise similar to Hannibal Lecture’s slurping noise in that movie “The Silence Of The Lambs”. Do you remember, he says “I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti” and he makes that slivering slurping noise with his mouth, well she made a similar noise as she slurped her way up and down my tool. I wanted to hold her head, one hand under the chin and the other on the top of her head and really fuck her face but this was her show and I think I just put both of my hands on my head as I didn’t know any better place and let her do her thing. It was about then as I stood there being serviced that I noticed a reflection of us in the doors of a glass fronted cupboard. I was kinda turned on by my naked body and her kneeling in front of me going for her life on my phallus. I threw out my chest and my hips to present my tool to her even more and felt like grunting like Tarzan or one of his ape friends. She varied her technique, slurping along the sides of the shaft like sucking on the sides of a corn cob. As she ran her lips along the shaft I could hear the wetness as her lips rippling over the veins in my tool. All of this time I could feel that she had hold of my balls in a “feel the weight” caressing sort of grip at first that changed to a full strangulation grip of my scrotum pulling down on my nuts as she worked on the cock. After slurping along my shaft, she returned to concentrate on gobbling down on the knob. She must have been tiring as she slowed and the bastard that I am I held her head and started to drive my tool in and out of her mouth. I couldn’t be too much of a bastard though as she still had hold of my balls. It was all very horny, although the balls did feel a bit painful at times but it didn’t take much of that before I could feel my orgasm welling up and that it was about to deliver a tidal wave of hot jism spurting out of the tip of my knob in the warm darkness of her mouth and throat. I couldn’t contain myself. She knew I was going to orgasm. She took hold of the side of my thighs and held on. The sight of her bracing herself was too much for my excitement and I filled her mouth with my cum, making her cough and gag with little lip farting explosions along the sides of my shaft. I slowed my thrusting and I could hear her lips making that squishing noise as they were still tightly wrapped around my veiny nobbley shaft, until my cum ran back out over her chin and dripped down the front of her night gown. I strained and trembled to drain myself into her mouth and then pulled out allowing my spent tool to flop down. I helped her to her feet, cleaned myself up, dressed and left as I had to work the following day and I had a long drive in front of me. I’d like to say that this routine went on for some time but my woman dumped me a few weeks later as she was going overseas for some time, so I didn’t see either of them again and life went on.

5 July 2025

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A few days after I had fucked Laura while her friend Jane watched, I received a phone call from Jane. She was having some friends around that night and she wanted me to come. She told me Laura would not be there. I arrived at Jane's and found the other people were her boyfriend, another couple and Kathy. We were all in the kitchen, talking and drinking when I noticed that Kathy had left the room. There was music in the lounge room and I found Kathy swaying to the beat. She looked very sexy in her tight jeans and t-shirt. I began to dance with her, which soon had us moving closer together. I brushed my hands across her waist and hips and met no resistance. Hands to the waist again, brushing them up her body and along the sides of her breasts. Her hands were now on my chest and down to my hips. I responded with the old “lets get this t-shirt off” move and she was now dancing in her bra and jeans. By now, everybody else had come from the kitchen to watch us as we continued to dance and fondle each other. I pulled her towards me and removed her bra, revealing breasts that had had some excellent work done to them. Not to be left out, Jane pulled my t-shirt off and now Kathy and I were dancing while rubbing our chests together. Kathy was already barefoot so I took her jeans off very smoothly and she was left dancing in a g-string in front of our audience. Jane, being keen to help, undid my jeans and pulled them off. Soon I had Kathy stepping out of her g-string as I pulled it down. The ever-helpful Jane relieved me of my underwear. My cock was already hard and Kathy's cunt was wet as I ran my finger along it. We were both very turned on by having an audience. I led Kathy to the couch and laid her down. I slid my very hard cock into her very wet cunt as the audience of four watched. This was getting too exciting for me so I pulled out. Kathy asked if there was anything wrong, I told I was over-excited and just needed to calm down a bit. Thirty seconds later my cock was back in her wet cunt and we began the show in front of our audience. At some point, the audience drifted away, leaving us to concentrate on our fucking and positioning. Kathy told me she was going to come so I began to pound her harder so that we came at the same time. As I pulled my cock out of her I could see my cum leaking from her very wet cunt.

5 July 2025

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I was 18 when I was found by a couple in their mid 40's. They invited me to the old Log Cabin in Penrith, they wanted me to join them in a threesome and wanted to make a night of it! Haha, I was so flattered they approached me, invited me, their intention i was completely swept off my feet! I grew up in the Blue Mountains so its a very reserved place. I had no idea where it would go but i wanted to know. I get down there, get introduced, sit out the back on the river drinking a beer with these two, everyone keeping polite and civil completely in contrast to why we were there. I'm in a state of excitement! completely out of context for the situation haha but I kept it all under wraps, just trying to match their tone, I had no idea what was normal, everyone around us is having a beer, watching the footy, doing dinner with the kids... The night goes on, we talk, I have no memory of what, we end up at a table by the dance floor, I'm making out with her, her husband is making out with her, she's going between us, dancing, drinking, it was chaos! and I loved it! A bouncer, a big kiwi, made sure to step by and clear our table, he had this look, this look that said "I know what you guys are doing" haha and he was happy and gleeful! So was she, so was he... so was I!!! So we go back to the motel next door, we play, we fuck, we pound. He and I pass her between us, she's lunging and knocking us on our backs to ride us... we were animals... I woke up the next morning, they're fucking next to me, it was so normal, it felt right, i slept so well in a bed of 3... the freedom to do as they felt... to me... to one another... it opened up something in my life... We parted and I spent the next few months processing every belief I'd been taught, I was conflicted because the result didn't match the beliefs, this should have been bad, but i feel amazing, it was empowering! I spent the next few years going to swinger parties with them and being passed around and I loved it! I love bringing joy! I loved the appreciation i was given for sharing myself. I adore those older than me... well everyone was older than me! haha. I love the blemishes, the scars, these people hid nothing of themselves their stories were written in their bodies, their expressions, you could see where hardship was faced. These things didn't hold them back, didn't deter them being forward with me, it empowered them, I grew to see it as a strength. To have age and have survived the world became a big attraction point for me. The wrinkles, the lines, the blemishes, the love handles, stretch marks and atrophy... these people lived life and I love how they used me like they bought me! The parties were wonderful, private, groups of friends. Some wanted to host, do dinners, serve food, others wanted to be social, some just wanted to play. There were people dressed to the 9's a meter from those nude and everyone had the same joy and smiles erupting from them. Invitation to play was normalized... a hand on the shoulder "would you like to come play" it was said like being offered tea or coffee... civil and polite and a yes or a no was met with equal appreciation. I have never again seen that volume of joy and expression of adults in adult life... all the day to day roles, wife, husband, worker, parent... they took a back seat and the person got some airtime, some playtime! Earned from all the time being responsible. This marked me early in life, to be responsible... to get it done... because then it is playtime... I was given new beliefs, swinger beliefs, tribal beliefs. That ended as all things do, I met a woman, did the white picket fence, did the career, did the kids... All the while this part of me struggled within the confines of civility, it cant exist there... there is no playtime. 20 years later I've come back and I'm looking for the tribe I left... I need it, I don't do well in civility, I'm not made for it. Its all digital now, websites, apps... and lots of very angry upset people which is upsetting, I didn't expect to find that. I've had a few adventures and mishaps learning this space. So here I am! I want to find the people and the places that gave me so much happiness and allowed me to share myself fully, be appreciated for my promiscuous nature, my creativity. I want to mentor the new and take them in as I was. That couple would be heading towards 70 years and I miss them, they made such a huge impact upon me, taught me so much about people, myself... my gratitude is boundless. I have held an affinity and appreciation for those with life experience and they were a huge part of that. Listen to your elders... they can take you places you cannot fathom xxx

3 July 2025

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Was nice to get some positive feedback on my last story so I thought I’d give it another crack. This one’s a prequel; I talked about how I’d got used to pushing Jackie, ultimately getting her to deliver on my fantasy of her taking other lovers. But we’d started WAY back before then and I’d learned exactly how to push her buttons. This story goes right back to shortly after we’d first got together. We’d actually known each other for years, had a few casual short term things going, and always got on, so kept in touch by email, phone and yes, the odd handwritten letter (those were the days!) while carrying on our lives, both of us living and working overseas for periods.   Finally our planets aligned and we were both back in London at the same time so we arranged to meet for dinner. I honestly didn’t have any particular plan, but she arrived in the shortest skirt, and highest shoes, I had ever seen her wear in all the time I’d known her. I completely folded and was lost in lust. We’ve never looked back from that night and have been together ever since.   __________ The story here comes from a few weeks after we’d got together, when we were going to meet her mates (mostly for the first time, I’d met a couple of them).   J and her friends had this really good set up where her group of friends met up once every 2 months to do something, people taking it in turns to organize an activity. We’d go to an art gallery, or the theatre, or do something active. On this occasion it was her turn, and she wanted to organize a joke ‘school sports day’ – silly races like you used to at school, egg/spoon, sack race and the like.   So of course she roped me in to helping her! We found a decent place to do this – a picnic site with a large area of flat grass next to a wood. It had facilities like water & toilets we could use, but wasn’t too busy – ideal. So we planned the day, sent the invites, and got ourselves organized on the day.   Her mates turned up – there were about 20 of us – and we had a great time. Some silly games, some silly prizes, nice food, a couple of drinks, and the weather was perfect, maybe 26 degrees and sunny but we had the shade of the trees.   After the sports we were chatting and I was getting to know Jackie’s mates. One in particular kept finding excuses to chat with me and I was loving the attention. I’ve been blessed with the ability to instantly know if someone has the hots for me my whole life, and this girl – Natalie, a half Italian brunette stunner – was giving out all the signals.   I was amused. I’ve been a player in my time but I’m loyal and not a liar, so there was no question of doing anything, I was Jackie’s guy. Jackie soon picked up on it though and started getting jealous, so then she was pretty much stuck like glue to me for the last half hour or so, holding on to me and giving me little kisses. And I her – I wasn’t using the situation.   We saw everyone off and started packing up the last things to head home, although we kept stopping to kiss. The whole jealousy scenario had turned both of us on a bit and this was early in our relationship so, well, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.   “I can’t wait to get you home,” she said as we finished up.   I reached for her hand, pulled her to me and kissed her again. The little devil on my shoulder was saying something to me. I’ve always loved a bit of al fresco sex and I quite like a bit of exhibitionism & voyeurism. We’d talked about what each of us did or didn’t like at this stage and she wasn’t up for that, and was really very reserved in general, but our sex was great – far from vanilla. And what she said about what she thought was ‘proper’ when she wasn’t turned on didn’t seem to me to chime with how she behaved in bed when she was turned on.   I thought she might be just turned on enough by the jealousy scenario, the buzz of a couple of drinks, the great day and the lovely, cooling air of the late afternoon to not insist on waiting ‘until we got home’.   I gave her a wink.   “We’ve got all evening,” I said, “I really want you too but it’s been such a lovely day, this is such a beautiful place and the air and light is wonderful. Let’s let anticipation make it even sweeter and go for a walk in the woods to round off the day.”   I’m figuring she knew what my game was here but was happy to go along with it anyway. Which, looking back on it years later, was probably right. Like I said, the reserve she claims can melt away pretty quickly if you press the right buttons.   “Sure,” she said, ‘but not TOO long.”   She gave me a look which told me exactly what she was promising here and my cock twitched in my pants, then held out her hand which I took, and we walked hand in hand into the woods.   And it WAS beautiful, there was a slight breeze, no one around, flowers on the forest floor and the late afternoon light rippling through the trees. We kept stopping for a quick kiss and cuddle. After about 10-15 minutes we came to a beautiful small clearing.   “I think we should turn round now,’ she said, “I do have plans for this evening.”   She gave me a look with only one meaning.   “Come here,” I said, with more of a note of command, looking deep into her eyes.   She willingly stepped forward and I took her firmly in my arms and kissed her hard and ran my hand down her side, down over her hips and round to her bum. We were both wearing shorts and sneakers, I just had a polo shirt on and she a spaghetti strap top that was tight on her 38D chest. The strength of my pull of her up and into me lifted her heels off the floor. I loved using my strength with her, it turned her on, and I pushed my tongue into her mouth and kissed her even harder, eliciting a small gasp.   My shorts were not doing a great job of concealing my rapidly hardening cock and she could hardly fail to notice it as I was pulling her into me so firmly. I felt her rub against it deliberately. I kissed her neck and just under her ear which always gets her going and she purred, then reached her hand to between us and started rubbing my cock through my shorts.   “I’m really horny,” she said, “but someone might see!”   “They won’t,” I replied firmly, though frankly I didn’t care if they did or didn’t. “There’s no one for miles.”   I flicked open my own shorts and pulled her hand into my shorts and boxers and she curled her little hand round my now hard shaft and gave it a couple of strokes. I had moved my hand inside her pants too and wriggled it round to gently stroke the outside of her furry slit, feeling her part her legs slightly to give me better access.   “God I love your cock,” she breathed into my ear, “it feels so hard and yet so soft at the same time. Like an iron bar in a moleskin glove.”   She carried on feeling my shaft and then down to my balls before cupping them and rolling them in my hand, as my shorts and boxers fell to my ankles. I pulled hers down too so she could flex her hips and give me enough width to be able to slip one finger into her, and she moaned slightly.   “So thick… so hard,” she muttered.   I looked deep in her eyes. “Suck it,” I said forcefully, noticing her look around. “No one is here, no one can see. Get on your knees and get my cock in your mouth, you know you want to.”   She complied. She sank to her knees and kissed the end of my throbbing cock, then slowly licked her way down the shaft, planting kisses all the way, murmuring stuff about hard rods and soft skin as she did. She swirled her tongue round my balls.   “Suck them,” I commanded. “Suck those balls into your mouth one after the other. Feel how full of cum they are for you, imagine how it will feel when they empty in you.”   Again she complied, sucking one ball into her mouth and rolling her tongue around it, then the other. My cock was visibly throbbing at this point as I looked down at it, and looked at her pretty hand holding my shaft up so she could reach my sack, her copper curls cascading over her shoulders.   Then she moved back up the shaft to the tip. She peeled my foreskin down over my fat, mushroom helmet and licked under the edge, then formed her mouth into the perfect O and slowly took the tip of my cock into it. She pulled off a second to gather her saliva and pushed back on to me, taking the whole head this time and then sucking. Fuck she was hot and wet.   Again and again she pulled back and pushed forward, each time making her mouth as wet and wide as possible before pushing down, taking an extra inch every time. She reached down and started rubbing her clit as she sucked me, rocking back and forth. Finally I bottomed out in her mouth with about half-2/3 of my shaft buried in her. I didn’t expect her to be able to get me in her throat – I’m too thick – but it didn’t matter. On every down stroke she’d get to her limits then suck and do whatever she could with her tongue before pulling back.   She pulled off me, gasping.   “Sorry, jaw hurts,” she said, “opening so wide.”   I pulled her up and kissed her, telling her it had been fantastic. I wanted to taste her now, but couldn’t do a proper job with her legs bound together with her pants, so moved to pull them off at least one foot so I could open her legs wide.   She shook her head and pulled me up, kissed me hard, then whispered in my ear   “No… someone might come, need to pull pants up quick in a hurry if they do.”   She was turned on beyond belief though, kissing and pawing at me. I snaked my hand down to her pussy to keep her on the boil, running my fingers through her sparse pubic hair and between her soaking pussy lips. She shuddered slightly and groaned against my lips, moving her hips up and down against my finger, desperate for more.   “Let’s have a quickie,” I gasped into her ear. “No one’s here, I need you. We could. I could take you from behind, over that log.”   She was wriggling and writhing against me and looked quickly over to where I meant. There was a fallen tree with a thick trunk so I formed almost like the height of a table or desk. Then turned her head back and quickly nodded.   We both wanted to act fast. I turned her round, kissed the back of her neck with my hand still buried in her snatch as she arched against me, then pushed her over the tree. She put her hands out on to the trunk and put her arse in the air and tried to get her legs as wide as her pants would allow. Her pussy was visibly open, soaking and quivering, begging for a cock.   I positioned myself behind her and rubbed the fat head of my cock on her lips. She was mewing and trying to push back on to me. I didn’t hang about, I didn’t know how for how long her lust would overcome her reserve and I didn’t want her to change her mind. I forced my dick in to her in 3 hard thrusts. I don’t have the world’s longest cock but I have always been proud of my girth and I couldn’t get it in in one go. I knocked the breath out of her as my cock forced her wide open and I started to give her the best, deepest thrusts I could given the constraints of both of us having pants round our ankles.   She was gasping and backing on to me as I held her hips and marvelled at her gorgeous, creamy arse – classic redhead skin - and her pussy clenching at my dick as I pounded her, her arsehole winking involuntarily as I pushed and pulled her hips.   “Fucking hell yes!” she grunted. “So thick. So deep. Don’t stop.”   I had absolutely no intention of stopping but I was beginning to tire. Fucking horny though this was, it was slightly awkward. J’s only 5’2” and I had to bend my knees at a weird angle to thrust up into her, and she was trying to get on tippy toes too, so we were both struggling a bit with the position. This is why when we fuck doggy style in a standing position I always get her to keep her heels on! (well, it’s a good excuse :D)   I pulled my cock out and turned her round, kissed her deeply, then hitched her bum up in my hands, picking her whole weight up, and pushed her back on to the trunk. She realized what I was trying to do and laid back on the trunk and picked her feet up, so I was holding her in the air using the tree to take some of her weight with my hands still holding her arse up to take the rest of it.   That was better. With her feet together on my chest still held by her pants, she could open her legs wide. I moved my hips forward and speared my cock deep into her. Her eyes rolled in her head with this much deeper penetration and she let out a deep groan.   It was better for me too, I’m a simple guy most of the time and I like my cock going deep and hard in to a wet pussy. In this position I could move her hips and cunt on to my cock as I started thrusting hard into her, giving her deep long strokes. Her tits were jiggling in time with this assault and her top lost its ability to contain her left boob and it spilled out, flushed and with a gorgeous erect nipple. I’m not sure she even noticed.   We were both still feeling the urgency to make this a pretty quick fuck, given our exposed position, but both also loving the cool forest air on our half naked bodies as we coupled. The position was doing it for both of us and I could feel that familiar tingle in my balls. I knew I could come pretty quickly just by looking at something that would do it for me – her flushed face, her escaped boob, her pussy submitting to my assault, but I wanted her to come too.   She knew I was near too.   “Ahhhh, I can see your come face!” she cried in a low voice and with a wide smile, “go on, fuck me, come in me.”   She was looking me deep in the eye as I fucked her and as she said this, urging me on. I knew she was close but didn’t know if she was close enough to come.   I decided to try something. I flicked my eyes up past her head then back to her face.   “Someone’s watching us,” I hissed, my eyes wide.   Her eyes went even wider and she shook her head and her shoulders started shaking. For a moment I thought she was looking round to see, or was going to push me away, but I was wrong.   “Don’ care, don’ care, don’ care!” she cried urgently, in a voice she was trying to suppress.   “Jus’ fuck me, don’ stop, don’ stop!!”   At this point her shoulders were shaking and heaving, a massive flush spread right over her chest and up her neck, and she was grabbing my hips and arse trying to pull me harder and deeper into her. Then something amazing happened – on a particularly hard stroke her pussy just suddenly opened up and was instantly soaking, like literally 2 or 3 times wetter, and wide to the point of being completely loose even round my thick shaft.   At the same time her entrance tightened. It honestly felt like my cock was being gripped round the base by a hand that was squeezing on it, whilst my shaft and head was buried in something that was suddenly like a soaking wet football stadium. I felt a spray of her juice on my pubes and balls, whether she was actually squirting or it was just the pressure of my pounding forcing her wetness out, I didn’t know, but I didn’t fucking care to be honest. I was almost instantly ready to cum.   She was already there. Her hips and thighs started convulsing against me and she cried out.   “Unh, unh, yes, yes, YES! NOW! NOW!” she was virtually screaming.   Her hands were clawing at me, she threw her head back and shut her eyes tight and shuddered, shoulders and hips shaking as that wonderful cunt clenched then released, clenched then released, spurts of juice soaking my balls on each release as she went through a half minute or more orgasm.   I gave her one last, hard thrust and pulled her bum, forcing her on to me as deep as I could possibly go and let out a guttural groan. I looked down to the join of the root of my cock and her sparse ginger bush, and let fly. My balls jumped and twitched as I emptied myself into her. I was probably grinding away trying to get even an extra millimetre deeper, but I don’t think she was in any state to notice.   Her legs flopped apart but I held her up and held her to me – ever the gentleman! – so she didn’t hit the deck. Leaned over and kissed her and made sure she was back in the land of the living, then set her down gently once I could be sure her legs were going to hold her. My cock flopped out of her and cum and juice spewed out and dripped on the forest floor. We both looked at it, looked at each other, shrugged, and laughed. Well, giggled to be honest.   “What an amazing fuck,” I said to her, “YOU are an amazing fuck. Thank you.”   She just smiled and hugged me. We still had our pants pulled down so hurriedly pulled them up and dusted ourselves off, and furtively looked around to see if anyone was there. We were alone.   ____________ She hugged my arm on the way back to the campsite and the car. I could see there was something on her mind but she was quiet. Finally she blurted it out.   “Was there REALLY someone watching?” she asked.   “I… think so. I could have sworn I saw a face of someone hiding behind a tree,” I replied, lying. “Maybe they were wanking and got off and hid or something.”   “Hmm,” was her only response.   I could see her thinking about it. I think she knew I’d made it up. I also think she knew it had really excited her. I didn’t care if she was going to admit it or not. I’d just enjoyed one of the best sex sessions of my whole life.   We were both learning lots about our respective sexual response at that point in our relationship. I’m not sure she’d twigged yet how much of a deviant I could be, but I think she was beginning to enjoy what could happen when I pushed her out of her comfort zone. For my part I was revelling in the amazing physical response of this woman. I was no angel and had plenty of experience, but I’d never seen or felt a woman come like she did, in real life or in porn. There was absolutely nothing fake or equivocal about it, it was a totally authentic surrender to her body’s reactions.   Not that every time we had sex was like this. Like most women, she could have smaller orgasms as well as the huge releases and enjoy them if not quite as much, differently. But the really, really big ones were always heralded by that ‘wet pit’ feeling that had really taken me by surprise. Sometimes it would be on my tongue, more often from a really thorough pounding, and the extra spice.- like thinking she’d been caught – always made it happen. And it would make me come buckets too, every time.   ______________   When the whole delicacy about whether I’d been truthful had died down, I felt safe enough to tease her a bit about exhibitionism. The thing that really got me going was how when she thought someone had caught us, it had really pushed her over the edge into a massive orgasm. This was a total revelation for me as she could be a very reserved person – until her blood was up. I realised then that pushing her in this way was going to be the key.   Some switch had flicked inside her too, even though she wouldn’t talk openly about it other than the odd, very occasional sex-charged pillow talk session (that reserve again!). I noticed that every time her parents or sisters were staying over at ours, or every time we went to visit them, she’d want to fuck.   Jackie is *extremely* vocal when she fucks and especially when she comes, when we’re on our own, but she’d got to a point where it was a massive turn on for her to see if she could stay quiet enough for them not to hear and fuck anyway. I too found this hugely arousing. I swear on more than on occasion she’d let out a small cry deliberately, then try to stuff her or my hand into her mouth, or a pillow if I was taking her from behind, to get the spice of thinking her family had heard the cry and had ears pricked to see if it continued. The dirty little minx would always come like a train on these occasions.   It became a bit of a game with us, especially on holiday, to finding places we could fuck outside where we *might* get caught but might not. Or where we could possibly be spotted if people were awake and alert. I’ve lost count of the number of times I bent her over on a hotel balcony and ploughed her pussy, or we screwed with curtains and windows wide open in a high rise hotel surrounded by other tall buildings.   That’s one of the things I love so much about this woman – once you flick that switch inside her and overcome the inhibition, she’ll be open to getting revved up again with a similar situation, with *just enough* regularity to keep you guessing, keep you on the boil, and keep it fresh :-)

2 July 2025

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*For Melissa. I’m sorry I missed you*  _______ This happened a few years ago when we still lived in England.   I’d always harboured a desire to watch Jackie with another guy. She’s quite a proper girl and it takes a bit to get her out of her shell, but when she gets going she’s voracious. In the ten years we’d been together at this point I’d pushed her into quite a few things she’d initially rejected - starting with getting her into fucking outdoors where we could get caught and she was like a tigress. Then used the same pushing technique to take pictures of her, firstly boudoir shots then dirtier naked ones of her and finally my cock buried in her pussy, and her with cum on her face. Each time she’d been reluctant, needed pushing, and when she finally gave in she’d been turned on beyond belief and fucked my brains out.   I just knew sharing her was going to be like that too, but she wasn’t having any of it. To me, it was just like an extension of taking pictures. I’m super visual sexually, nothing turns me on harder than watching her lose control. Every time I penetrated her in a position where I could see her face, I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to focus on her lips parting as I entered her, or looking down to where my cock was pushing her open. I kind of figured sharing her would be like watching the woman I loved in the sexiest live action porn film possible. But she resisted all nudges. _________ One summer we were busy renovating our dining room. We love working together on stuff like this. We’d get bulk materials from the builder’s merchants but small stuff, we’d just get from the local hardware store which was owned by our mate David.   One day she came back from picking something up and mentioned ‘Jake’ had helped her.    “Who’s Jake?” I asked, not thinking anything of it.   “Oh, David’s son,” she said, “David’s put his back out and Jake has some time off so he’s minding the store.”   The next day I had to go to the store myself and saw a tallish, dark haired young guy in his mid twenties behind the counter. I introduced myself and said I was the husband of the redhead he’d met the day before. I swear I caught a slight blush.   “Oh, hello!” I thought. My superpower is knowing instantly if someone has the hots for me, or for someone else. No idea why, I was just blessed with picking up instantly on the little hints of body language. I’m quite smug about it, because it was *extremely* useful in my single years. Now I’m married, it’s still great. Gives me a lovely thrill from time to time when I meet someone and know she’s interested. I determined that the next time we went to the store, we’d go together so I could observe the body language first hand.   It was a few days later we needed some more stuff and I made sure we both went. Jake’s face lit up when she entered the shop and I pretended to look at the wood burner stoves – we did need one to finish the job – while Jackie asked him about paint. I kept stealing glances over and to me, it was 100% obvious. This young guy really wanted my gorgeous MILFy wife. He was doing his best to hide it but all the usual signs were there. This doesn’t bother me – I love it. I love my wife and think she’s gorgeous, and I love it even more when other guys want her too.   Over dinner that night I teased her about asking questions on paint she really didn’t need to – she’s done a dozen projects – because she wanted his attention, and she hotly denied doing anything of the sort.   In the end I shrugged and said “Well, you’ll always get good service off him. He fancies the pants off you”   “No way!” she shouted, batting my hand away, “I’m old enough to be his mother! Well……maybe not his mother. Maybe his aunt”. This was an exaggeration. She was about 38 at the time, not much more than a dozen years older than Jake.   “Doesn’t matter” I grinned back, “I have absolutely no doubt. Remember I’m never wrong on this stuff. You should probably milk it a bit. Always nice to be wanted, after all.”   She looked down at her plate for a second and then I realized she was trying to hide her own blush and I realized this wasn’t a one-way thing.   “Oh wow! And you like him too! Don’t deny it, it’s written all over your face!”   “No I don’t!” she claimed unconvincingly, “I mean, he’s an attractive guy, I can appreciate that, but there are lots of attractive guys. I’m not like you, I don’t look on everyone as a potential bed partner”   “You’re not convincing me,” I said, “but I think a lot of it is just you not believing he fancies you. Why don’t I show you what I mean with the signals he’s giving out? Let’s go there straight from work and we’ll see what he makes of your office attire, he hasn’t seen you in anything other than jeans yet. I bet he won’t be able to take his eyes off you. Show him a bit of leg and see how he reacts.”   She gave in. “OK. If that’s what it takes to shut you up.”   So the next day I picked her up from work and we stopped at the store on the way home. I couldn’t wait to see what Jake made of her dressed like this and I could sense her frisson of excitement too. She had just regular, slightly sexy office gear on. A dark grey pencil skirt and white blouse, stockings (she hates tights – lucky me) and modest 2-3” heels. She looks fantastic in this and knows it. J’s a petite girl, only 5’2 or so, but has unbelievably beautiful, shapely legs, full 38DD breasts and a gorgeous heart shaped arse and her office clothes really show it all off without showing it off, if you see what I mean.   As we entered the shop his eyes almost came out on stalks and he tried desperately to look away whilst still greeting us. Honestly, it was all I could do not to laugh, the whole thing looked so obvious to me. We weren’t in there long on this occasion, we didn’t need to be, just picked up a couple of rolls of tape. I let J pay. Even she picked up on it this time, she couldn’t miss him looking at her tits when he thought she wasn’t looking. Walking away from the till to the door where I held it open for her, she played up to it too, wiggling her way out of the shop. Her arse looks absolutely fantastic in this outfit and she really gave him an eyeful.   As soon as we were out of earshot we literally burst out laughing and then hugged and kissed each other   “Told you!” I said   “OK, I’ll give you this one,” she replied. “Maybe he does like me.”   “You should fuck him” I said baldly, looking her dead in the eye. “You like him, he is putty in your hands, this could be the one.”   “No, I’m not doing that. I love teasing him, but I only want to have sex with you.”   “Suit yourself, “ I said, “But you’ll always wonder what it might have been like. And I’m giving you a green light. In fact I’d love it if you did. You know I would”   And I meant every word of it. I love this woman, our marriage is solid as a rock and I knew it wasn’t going to change, whatever happened.   ___________   The summer whiled away and our renovation was coming to an end after a few more weeks. I’d hinted at her a couple of times and nudged her, but she still wasn’t budging. She did enjoy flirting heavily with him though, and more than once I caught her changing out of jeans she’d been working in, to a cute summer dress, just to go to the shop. So she knew exactly what she was doing. Poor bloke must have had bright blue balls by the end of the summer. On one occasion the flirting was especially heavy and when we got back home, she practically attacked me and ripped my clothes off. She wanted him so badly but just wasn’t going to let it happen… so frustrating!   Finally we were almost done with our project and would soon run out of excuses to keep seeing Jake so I thought I’d give it one last chance. We were lying in bed canoodling at night and I said we probably wouldn’t be seeing him any more. I could sense her disappointment, despite herself. She had been loving the attention, who wouldn’t?   She’d started gently stroking my cock (she loves the feel of how a cock can be so hard inside but velvety soft skin outside) as we talked and I was playing gently with her boobs. Her nipples were seriously erect so I knew she was turned on and started teasing her about how Jake’s cock might feel, how he might handle her tits and it was having the desired effect, her breathing was getting more rapid, so I knew I could push her a bit harder.   “How about a deal” I said, “If I can get him to come back here to our place… you fuck him.”   She didn’t say anything for what seemed like about 10 minutes but was probably only around 10 seconds.   “Maybe” she finally conceded, her lips slightly parted. We had a good night that night. I wish I could say she used his name but I know she had it in her mind as we made passionate love.    ___________   A few days later we were done and I knew it was the last chance I had. The finishing touch for the job was a new wood burner stove. Normally I’d buy from a bigger supplier but David’s shop had a few that looked good enough, if a slightly worse deal, and it seemed like an ideal last opportunity. So I went to the shop and bought one.   “No worries mate, do you want me to arrange delivery?” asked Jake when I paid the bill.   “How about I bung you 20 quid and you help me load it and unload at our place?” I said, “That way I get it quicker, you earn a drink, and we get to say thanks for all the help you’ve given us this summer.”   “Sure” he said “It’s a quiet day and I can shut up for an early lunch”   My hands were shaking. I texted Jackie.   I’m coming back from the store with a wood burner. And with Jake. Do we have a deal?   "We’ll see."   We got back to our place in a few minutes but there was no sign of Jackie. I didn’t dare to hope she might be waiting upstairs. We lugged the wood burner into its place in the fireplace. A perfect fit, it looked great. Jake looked around and complimented us on the work.   “Well, you helped plenty” I said, “how about a drink to say thanks for all your assistance?”   “Sure, a beer would be great”   I offered a toast “to finished jobs”, and we took a drink. But I was too nervous and decided to get into it pretty quickly. I looked him in the eye and went for it.   “Jake, I’ve seen you looking at my wife”   He goggled, wondering what the score was. Like, was I going to hit him? Or what? I could see him looking around for an escape route.   “No, it’s OK,” I reassured him, putting my hand on his arm, “We like it. Gives her a thrill. Well, since I pointed it out, anyway. She’s not the best at picking up the signals, but now she notices”   I smiled. “Works for me too. Gets her well revved up, and I get the benefit. Maybe she’s fantasizing about you when she fucks me, but I don’t care if that’s the result. ……Actually………I’ve always dreamed of watching her fuck someone else. But I’ve never managed to get her to go for it. Maybe you could be her – our – first? I’d love that.”   Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You can’t be serious……” then looked at me, “you ARE serious… she is… beautiful. You really think?”   I nodded and said “I have no doubt… I reckon she might need your help upstairs right now, to be honest. Go on. I mean, I don’t know, but I told her we might be coming round so she’s probably found something else she needs your help with.”   He looked at me carefully, closely. Saw I wasn’t bullshitting him. Put his drink down and walked to the stairs.   “Jake, can you give me a hand with this?” I heard her call from our bedroom. I nodded urgently at him. It was everything I could do to not rush through the door with him, but this had to be their thing. To start with.   Jackie was over by the window and had turned to face Jake who’d stopped dead in his tracks. I wasn’t surprised, I’d have stopped dead too. She’d got dressed up for him. Her golden red curls were tumbling over her black silk robe, gaping just wide enough for the swell of her breasts to be visible. I couldn’t see if she had underwear on, but she sure had stockings – black - and some killer heels on. My heart somersaulted.   She inclined her head towards Jake and held out her hand “cm here” she said softly.   He walked slowly and slightly awkwardly towards her and she reached out for him, letting her robe fall open all the way. She had a lacy thong over the suspenders but nothing on top. He couldn’t help staring at her tits, just like he had when she was in her work gear.   She giggled and ran her hands over the sides of her full breasts. Cocking her head she said “Are these how you thought they would be… all those times you undressed me with your eyes through my clothes?”   “Better” his voice was thick with lust “You’re so damn beautiful”   She pulled him to her then and tipped her head back to kiss him passionately and deeply. Even in 4” heels he had a good 6 inches on her. They kissed for what seemed like minutes in front of the window. I could feel their lust for each other rising. His hand snaked inside her robe and down to her backside where he couldn’t resist pulling her into his crotch so she could feel how much he wanted her, as if it wasn’t already obvious.   His kisses moved down her neck and towards her bare breasts as her robe began to slip off her shoulders. I could see the flush on her chest and heard her gasp, then desperately rummage where their abdomens were locked together, feeling for his hardness, grasping and rubbing her hand over his cock through his jeans. She fumbled with his belt and buttons, finally getting them open as he planted a kiss on one now very erect nipple and thrusting her hand into his boxers, getting her first feel of another man’s cock since we were married.   She broke away from his increasingly desperate kisses and pulled him to the bed, falling back onto it as her robe slipped away from her completely.   He tugged his jeans down and off, and then slowly and deliberately unfastened his shirt as he stared into her blue eyes. Her eyes drank in his firm chest as he revealed it. She loves a man of some substance. He joined her on the bed and they kissed again. I was, of course, as hard as a rock seeing something I’d dreamed of for so long acting out in front of me. I mentally kicked myself for already missing some of the action but pulled my phone out and started grabbing some shots I knew would be memorable.   J was lying on her back with her legs together, her heels still on so had pushed her knees up as he kissed her from her right hand side. His hand was now moving down the inside of her left thigh as her knee was bent on the bed, then slowly over the lacy top, on to her creamy thigh and towards her honeypot.   As his fingers started to rub over the outside of the thong she let out a huge groan and let her thighs slowly flop open to give him better access. It was honestly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. I knew she wasn’t going to change her mind at this point of no return, it was like that moment when my wife willingly gave herself to another. I could literally see her pushing her mound up towards his questing fingers as he continued rubbing her pussy through her thong.   She pulled his boxers down and off so she could get to grips with his cock at last. It was a beauty – maybe a touch longer than mine and straight as a die, but a fair bit thinner. My thick 7” tool has a curve to the left in it. I knew this was going to touch different places in her. She held it in one hand while she admired it, then planted a kiss on just the tip before kissing all the way down the side of his shaft and onto his balls, then licking all the way slowly back to the tip. He shuddered at her touch.   She licked all round the head of his cock then breathed on it to give him a thrill of cold, then popped it straight back into her hot, wet mouth.   Pulling his cock out, she put her tits on either side and squeezed them together to form a tight tube then looked up through her fringe at him   “I know you like my tits” she breathed to him, “maybe you’d like to fuck them?”   He grunted his approval as she started to massage his cock with her tits, pushing them up and down his shaft so she was literally fucking his cock with her cleavage.   He then took control and rolled her over on to her back. Mounting her chest, she pushed her tits together again inviting him in and he pushed his cock eagerly between them.   She craned her neck forward so she could catch the tip of his cock in her open, wet mouth on each thrust. Before long he was shuffling himself forward, just half an inch into that hot wetness wasn’t enough and he needed more. She released her hands from pushing her tits together and reached for his bum instead, to pull his cock deeper into her mouth. It was slightly awkward but damn, it was sexy as hell. He was losing control and trying to fuck her mouth but the angles just weren’t going to work.   She pulled off him and gasped “Enough! On your back again” and then dived on him and attacked his dick again.   This time, she was in control and he could receive the full ministrations of her astounding cock sucking. She does this thing where she does a series of quick sucks in and out just on the helmet of your cock, then suddenly and without warning opens her mouth incredibly wide and plunges fast and hard down until your cockhead is bumping the back of her mouth or throat.   Every time she plunged on to him like this, I could see his balls tighten and I knew he was getting close. She felt it too, wriggling her right hand under to cup and squeeze his balls as she carried on plunging her wet mouth onto him   “Gonna… cum” he grunted loudly.   Her response was just to open her mouth wider and plunge even deeper, making it clear where she wanted him to cum. I was agog. She’s a fantastic cock sucker but it’s really rare she lets me come in her mouth, still less swallow. At the bottom of the stroke she rocked her head from side to side and I could see her suck, and that was it for him. He roared out loudly and grabbed her head as he came, trying to force his dick into her throat. I could literally see his balls convulse and his shaft throb as he pumped his cum deep into her throat. She just made humming sounds of pleasure as she slowly pulled up his shaft, sucking all the way and then making a point of swallowing deeply.   This was beyond my wildest dreams, honestly, and I don’t think I had ever been filled with more lust – or love – for my wife than seeing her give her all to another like this.   She wriggled up to meet him and they kissed again   “Fucking hell that was incredible” he said “I don’t think I’ve ever had a blowjob like that.”   She said nothing, just kissed him deeply again, no doubt he could taste his own cum on her but it didn’t put him off.   “We’re not done yet” she finally said when she broke the kiss, “at least, I hope not”   And he wasn’t. Despite having just shot his load I could see his cock stirring back to life, lengthening and stretching, such was his lust for my gorgeous wife. She noticed me looking and looked across at me as she curled her hand softly around his hardening cock.   “Well he’s younger than you honey” she said, putting me in my place and arching an eyebrow.   Then turning to him breathed huskily “want you inside me now, too horny,” and stripped off her by-now soaking thong.   He made to get up saying ‘got condoms in my wallet’ but she pushed him back down, placed a finger on his lips and shook her head.   “Nuh-uh” she whispered, “no need, can’t have kids. Don’t do this much and I want to feel your flesh. I’ll just have to trust you’re a good boy.”   The thought of a bareback fuck had brought his dick to full attention and she swung her leg over him to ride him. Lifting herself up she grabbed his dick and rubbed the head over her pussy lips to heighten the anticipation, then locked eyes with him and slowly sunk herself down onto his pole.   She eased herself up and down 2 or 3 times to open herself up with his cock, then wriggled down finally to full depth, eliciting another groan from Jake. She still had her stockings and heels on and I moved in close to get some unbelievable shots of her arse beautifully framed with her garter belt and her pussy clenching at his cock on each upward stroke before she plunged back down.   She was getting wetter and wetter, I could hear the squelching as she rode him. She threw her head back and held her tits, squeezing them together as she neared her first orgasm, letting her thighs do the work. He licked his thumb and put it to her clit but she shook her head and moved his hands to her hips. Jackie comes pretty easily from penetration and stimulating her clit too is often too much. She just wants to be fucked hard and it’ll get her off. He got the message and started pulling her hips down hard on each stroke and thrusting his cock up as hard into her as he could.   Her chest flush was rising fast and I knew she was about to come, and it came on her suddenly. “OMIGOD!” she yelled and rammed herself down on to him, grinding her pelvis on to him, as it hit her. She shuddered and lurched while rotating her hips onto his, then collapsed forward, her copper curls veiling them both as she kissed him deeply.   He was still grinding under her, trying to thrust into her but she wasn’t able to move much. He needed more so rolled her lightly over on to her back, all the while buried deep in her pussy. They kissed deeply again and she wrapped her arms round his head, wrapped her still stockinged legs round his arse and whispered something into his ear to urge him on, I couldn’t make out what.   She rotated her hips upwards to get deeper penetration and the view was incredible. From the foot of the bed I got a ringside view of his cock ploughing urgently into her trying to thrust ever deeper, something she wanted too as her legs got ever higher and wider. The sights, sounds of soaking pussy and moans, and smell of hot sweat was incredible.   He lifted her stocking clad legs up on to his shoulders with her heels pointing at the ceiling. One stocking had come unclipped and rolled halfway down and it made her look even more gorgeous, even more wanton. I knew in this position he would get the deepest possible penetration and she’d love the feel of this slimmer, longer cock really touching her deeply. She knew it too and reached for his hips, nodding urgently to him, wanting to feel him plunge her depths again.   He looked deep in her eyes, wanting to make that real connection for what his tingling balls must have told him was going to be the finale. He slowly pulled his shaft out and left just the fat helmet at her entrance. Then plunged his cock deep into her. Her eyes rolled in her head and she let out a guttural moan and gasped as she felt him go so, so deep within her.   She started urgently thrusting her hips to meet every thrust of his cock, which pounded relentlessly into her pussy, giving her his full length on every stroke. This is exactly what she loves, she wants to be properly fucked, not tickled, and I knew it would get her off again. Her chest was flushed and heaving, she held her tits out to him as if she was offering them as she started shuddering towards her – and his – second orgasm.   Her lips were parted as she started gasping and her thighs started shuddering again under his relentless assault. She jolted and tried to push him away as her orgasm hit her and she cried out, then pulled him straight back in, desparate to feel him in her depths again as her pussy clenched rhythmically on his cock.   This sent him over the edge too, “Fucking hell” he cried with eyes wide open, feeling her pussy as if it were milking him, and his thrusts got even harder and deeper.   She was nodding desperately at him and pulling at his hips, wanting his young sperm deep in her, where it belonged, in her pussy.   “Yes, yes! Spunk in me!” She shouted at him, and it absolutely finished him off.   He gave one last, desperate lunge, grabbed her legs and pulled them to him as he buried his cock right into her depths to let her have his load. He groaned deeply and once again I saw his balls contracting and root of his cock twitching as he emptied himself in her, her heels quivering and half kicking the air either side of his head. They both had their eyes tight shut with the ecstasy of their coupling.   Finally he stopped clutching her legs and let go and they flopped wide open and down, she was spent. He pulled his finally soft cock from her and rolled away, completely done himself. She was an absolute vision. Lying there with legs apart, completely and satisfyingly fucked. A dribble of Jake’s cum snaked out of her soaking pussy and down over her arse as her flushed chest heaved.   I couldn’t restrain myself. I don’t think I’ve ever been so full of lust before or since, I felt like a bull on heat. I joined her on the bed, reached for her, rolled her over and pulled her hips and arse up so she was on her hands and knees. She moaned and flopped her hand at me a bit and muttered “sore” but I was not going to be denied.   Normally I’m a reasonably considerate lover but my blood was up and there was no question about what was coming next. I was going to reclaim her, pound my sexy gorgeous slutty wife’s cunt and fill it with my seed.   We love doggy style fucking in our bedroom play, she likes to back onto me and control the pace but she was almost out for the count here, face down in the pillow and I was just going to take her. I lined up my iron hard cock with her soaked hole, took one long last look at the cum soaking her pubes, and rammed in hard in one go.   My entry knocked the air from her lungs and she almost collapsed forward, but I had a strong grip on her hips and held her upright. The feeling of her cunt on my cock was unbelievable. The hottest and wettest I had ever felt, and knowing some of that wet was another man’s cum made my cock and balls twitch.   I started pounding her hard and relentlessly from behind. My balls slapping against her clit on each hard forward thrust. Before long they were soaked in the brew of her and Jake’s juices that was dripping from her.   Amazingly she came again from this hard pounding, mewing and crying and trying despite being virtually spent to push back on me as she reached her climax.   I wasn’t going to last long. She always knows how to make me cum fast, she reached back under her and grabbed my swinging balls in her right hand, fondling them and scraping her nails on my sack, then gently squeezing like she’s squeezing the cum from me.   I honestly don’t think it was necessary but fuck, it felt good anyway. I didn’t want this fuck to ever end, but I couldn’t hold back and as my balls tightened in her hand she knew I was near and grunted ‘yes, yes, own me’ and that finished me off.   I lifted my head and roared out as I pulled her hips back on me and rammed by cock right in to her cervix then unleashed my cum in 7 or 8 hard, thick spurts. I felt like the sperm was being milked from my balls by her clutching, throbbing pussy as I filled her, as I took back my woman.   We collapsed forward on to the bed together and my shrinking cock slipped out of her very sloppy hole which opened and spewed out the loads that had been dumped in her. After a half minute breather, she kicked off her shoes and ripped off her ruined - laddered, spunky - stockings and beckoned Jake back on the bed and we snuggled either side of her in the joint afterglow. What a woman!   ___________   She fucked Jake a few more times that year, sometimes with me, sometimes without. And I always got the benefit of how much it revved her up. But none was quite so explosive and erotic as the first time.

1 July 2025

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

1 July 2025

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It started with a look. Georgie walked ahead of me, hips swaying like they had a personal vendetta against every sane thought I’d ever had. Her heels clicked sharply on the polished tile floor of the lingerie section — a warning shot if ever I heard one. Stockings, black lace, and delicate silks fluttered around us, but nothing came close to the dangerous curve of her smirk when she turned and said, “Pick one. I’ll try it on… if you’re good.” Oh, I was already bad. I handed her a delicate, white lace set that looked like sin sewn into fabric — just to see how far she’d go. She disappeared into the change room, but the curtain didn’t quite shut. That was deliberate. Everything about Georgie was deliberate. “Come in,” she purred, and that was it — the last thread of control snapped. I stepped into the tiny change room and pulled the curtain shut behind me. The lighting was low, warm, golden… like a secret whispered in the dark. Georgie stood with her back to me, hair loose down her back, wearing nothing but that lace. And heels. Those fucking heels. I moved in close. My hands found her hips, sliding along the smooth curve of her waist before pulling her back against me. She gasped — soft and sharp — as my lips traced the line of her neck, then lower, nibbling down to the swell of her breast. “You’re trouble,” she breathed. “And you’re about to get fucked like it,” I growled. She turned to face me, eyes smouldering. No hesitation. I pushed her gently back against the mirror, the cold glass making her arch with a gasp. My mouth was everywhere — throat, collarbone, the edge of her lace bra — tongue teasing, teeth scraping, hands pinning her like I’d claimed her for good. She moaned when my fingers slid beneath the waistband of her thong. Slick. Hot. Ready. “Fuck, Georgie,” I groaned, voice low and raw. “You’re soaked.” “Then do something about it.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I spun her around, her hands braced against the mirror. That perfect arse in those lace briefs had me right on the edge. I pulled them down just enough, then freed myself — thick, hard, desperate. She moaned as I teased her entrance, the head of my cock sliding between her folds. When I pushed inside her, we both lost our breath. She was tight, wet heat clenching around me as I thrust deep. My hand slid up her spine, gripping her hair, pulling her back so I could whisper filth into her ear. Every movement was rougher than the last — hips slamming, breath ragged, bodies colliding in a rhythm that echoed against the glass and velvet curtain. “You wanted this,” I growled, fucking her harder, watching our reflection. “You wore those heels on purpose.” She whimpered, “I wanted you to lose control.” I did. I gripped her hips and pounded into her, deeper, faster, until I felt her legs shake — her body tightening, her breath catching as she came hard around me, biting her own knuckle to muffle the cry. I followed with a grunt, buried deep, emptying myself inside her with one final, shuddering thrust. We stood there for a moment — breathing, pulsing, wrecked. Then Georgie looked over her shoulder with a wicked grin. “So,” she said, lips curling, “what do you think of the fit?”

29 June 2025

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This is a meeting from a few years ago, while I was living in a northern Victorian town. I had been chatting to a couple online for a while from Broken Hill. In the chats, I had told that I had had a vasectomy and was tested regularly. Then at one stage, I started chatting to the husband of the couple. He told me they were planning a trip to the town I lived in and the date which was a Friday. He asked if I would like to catch up on that day, in the afternoon, as they had to go out on the Friday night they were in town. I organised the Friday off work as I had a few things to do and could meet up with them in the afternoon. Next time I chatted with the husband I let him know that it was fine. He said they would be in town about two in the afternoon and he would text me when and where to meet. The day came and I did my jobs in the morning and got ready to meet up with this couple. The husband then text me and the place to meet and time. The meeting place was a motel and he gave me the room number to go to. I was a bit curious as I was expecting a motel room, I thought it would be a coffee shop or bar for a drink and chat. I sent a text back saying I was on my way. The husband sent another text, not to knock on the door of the room but to send a text when there, and he let me into the room, and not to say anything and come into the room and get undressed. I arrived, did what was asked, and sent a text. Next thing the door of the room opened and I went into the room and he closed the door. I noticed his wife sitting on the bed with lacy bra, panties and a blindfold. I was semi-erect at the sight. I undressed as instructed and moved towards the bed. The husband lifted the wife's hand and placed it on my semi-erect cock. She started to stroke my cock. He removed her blindfold and said Happy Birthday, dear. Then the husband said he sit down and watch, and I was to please his wife for her birthday. By this time, she had my cock in her mouth, which was no longer semi-erect, it was fully hard. I took my cock from her mouth and kissed her. I started caressing her sexy body and kissing her neck and shoulders. I ran my hand between her legs, and I could feel her wetness though her lace panties. With one hand I removed her bra and still stroking her legs and teasing her pussy, started to work on one of the best set of breasts I have ever seen and her nipples where fully erect. I laid her down on the bed and lifted her ass and removed the wet panties before moving back to those breasts. I placed my hand on her wet pussy and started to caress her wetness while kissing down her body. I started to rub her clit before blowing soft breath onto her pussy before slowly tickling her clit with my tongue. I started to eating her pussy and she was about to orgasm when she stopped me and asked if she could sit on my face to be eaten. Since it was her birthday I agreed and while changing positions I notice her husband naked and stroking his cock. She lowered her pussy onto my face and continued to eat her pussy and she started to suck my cock again. Then she sat up a bit and orgasmed and a flood of pussy juices ran over my face, she tasted great. Her husband then asked if she wanted my cock inside her? To which she answered YES. I was still eating that juicy pussy and he said he get a condom. He moved over and while I was eating his wife's pussy, a mouth went onto my cock and rolled a condom onto my cock. I found out afterwards it was the husband that rolled the condom onto my cock. She climbed off my face, spun around and her husband guided my hard cock into her wet pussy. She rode me for awhile then I sat up and hugged her and with me still inside her, I rolled her onto her back. I kept thrusting into her wet pussy and she orgasmed again and I was getting close to cumming. A few more thrusts and I pulled out and removed the condom and blew a large load over her body and breasts. I kissed her and laid beside her and started to massage the cum into her breasts and body. We laid talking a bit and she grabbed hold of my cock and it was getting hard again. She said she would like my cock inside her again, and asked if I would do that for her. What was I going to say to the birthday girl but yes. She took my cock in her mouth and worked on it until hard. While she was sucking my cock I was playing with her clit and fingering her pussy. She asked for doggy once I was hard, I said I would grab a condom. Her husband said if it was OK with his wife I could fuck her bareback. I did not have to ask her as she said she wanted to feel my bare cock inside her pussy. We positioned ourselves and I entered her. Once in a rhythm, I reached around with one hand fondling one breast and the other hand I started to rub her clit. She orgasmed again, sending another flood of pussy juices over the bed. I kept thrusting into that wet pussy and I was close to cumming so I slide out of her ready to blow my load over her back. She told me to put my cock back inside her to which I replied I was about to cum. She looked at her husband and said I want you to cum inside me. I looked at her husband and he said if she wants your cum inside her fill her up. I slid my cock inside her and kept thrusting until I cum inside her pussy. After I orgasmed inside her I kept thrusting until my erection started to go down, then slowly removed my cock and she turned around and cleaned out combined juices from my cock. He husband came over and had her lay down on the bed and spread her pussy lips to see her creampie and my cum dripping out. He said I should go and shower and he when down on her creampied pussy. I headed off and had a shower. Think about what had happened while showing made me semi-erect again. I got out of the shower went back into the room to get a towel to dry off and he was fucking his wife and the sight of the made me hard again and she saw me watching them. I dried off and he finished inside his wife so now she had two loads inside her. I was fully erect and she said that I must be a horny bloke to be hard again and not to waste a good hard on and fuck her again. Her husband said go for it. I moved her to the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Opened her pussy lips to see one whipped creampie and a fresh load of her husband dripping out. I entered her super wet creamy pussy and fucked her. She orgasmed again and then I unloaded another load inside of her pussy. I pulled out and again she sucked my cock clean while I rubbed her cum filled pussy. Once she finished cleaning my cock I got dressed. I kissed her and said happy birthday and said hope you enjoyed your present. She said she did. We meet up a few more times after that when they were in town, they were great company and we had great times.

28 June 2025

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The public pool was chaos — school holidays, a heatwave, and the place packed to the gills. Families everywhere. Lifeguards barking orders. The wet slap of feet on concrete echoing nonstop. But behind the change room door? That was another world entirely. She’d slipped me a look earlier — over the top of her sunglasses, blonde hair tied up in a messy bun, tits nearly spilling out of her black one-piece like they were trying to cause a riot. Curvy, wet, and every inch built for trouble. She mouthed just one word: Now. I followed her like a man hypnotised. The change room was humid, damp, and echoing. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. The smell of chlorine mixed with cheap body spray and something darker: anticipation. She dragged me into the furthest stall, slammed the door shut, and pushed me against the cold tiled wall. “You’ve been staring all day,” she hissed, breath hot against his mouth. “About time you put that tongue to better use.” Her swimsuit had a zip — front and centre. She pulled it down slowly, letting her massive tits bounce free like they’d been caged too long. They were glistening with pool water… or maybe sweat. I didn’t care. I dropped to my knees like a worshipper at an altar. She moaned — loud. Reckless. The echo made it worse. Or better. Either way, neither of us were stopping. She sat on the little bench in the stall, spread her thick thighs, and pulled him in by the hair. I devoured her like a man starved — hands clutching her soft flesh, lips working like his life depended on it. “That’s it,” she panted. “Right there, fuck — yes!” The splash of a mop bucket outside made us freeze. A cleaner passed by, whistling. Didn’t even pause. The moment they were gone, she yanked me up, flipped me around, and dropped to her knees. Her mouth found me through my swimmers — biting, licking, tugging — until I was shaking against the stall wall, one hand gripping the door for dear life, the other fisting her hair as she swallowed me whole. i couldn’t last. Not with that view — her tits pressed together, eyes locked on mine, dripping from the pool and soaked now from me too. When she finally stood, she didn’t even pull the swimsuit back up. Just turned, bent over the bench, and looked at me over her shoulder. “You better be quick, lover. I think the swim school’s about to start.” I buried myself inside her in one filthy thrust. The sound was obscene — wet, raw, desperate. Her ass bounced back against me, every stroke deeper, harder, faster. The stall shook. The bench squeaked. Her moans were muffled by her hand — barely. “You gonna fill me up?” she growled, breath hitching. “Leave me dripping when the mums walk in?” I growled something unintelligible and came with a shudder, still pumping into her, holding her hips like I never wanted to let go. When it was over, she fixed her hair, zipped up — tits still slightly visible — and winked. “Swim’s over,” she whispered. “Better towel off.” I just leaned against the wall, panting, spent, and soaked.

28 June 2025

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

28 June 2025

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