It started quietly, the way most big moments do. We were home together, the kind of night where the world feels distant and it’s just us, comfortable, connected, and relaxed. We’d talked about curiosity before, always gently, always honestly. This time, the conversation lingered a little longer. The looks held. The smiles were slower. There was excitement in the air, mixed with nerves and laughter. Being married means trust comes easily, and that made the curiosity feel safe, even intoxicating. We poured drinks, sat closer than usual, and let the tension build naturally. No rush. No pressure. Just anticipation. We talked about what intrigued us, what we wondered about, what we might like to explore together. Every word brought us closer, every shared thought making the spark grow stronger. Touches were subtle at first, a hand, a glance, a knowing smile, but charged with intention. The thrill wasn’t just about what might happen next. It was about choosing each other again, stepping into something new as a team. Confident. United. Curious. By the end of the night, nothing needed to be said. We knew this was only the beginning, and that curiosity, once awakened, has a delicious way of leading the way.

2 January 2026

0 Comments

1 Like

The New Years party was going well... I’d been invited by a friend and by about 10 o'clock most people were a little tipsy. I noticed this pretty girl in a red dress glancing my way on occasion, She looked cute and quite sexy in her own way but seemed shy, like you might expect a school teacher or a preacher’s wife to be. I was getting another drink when she moved up beside me and started to get a drink from the punchbowl. Without looking at me she said "Hi, I’m BC and I’ve been staring at that bulge in your trousers all night". With a sly little wink, she went back to join her friends. Later the host asked us all to line up for a group photo> I moved to the back row as I'm rather tall... to my surprise BC moved in front of me. Still smiling for the camera, she began to rub her cute bum on my bulging cock through my pants. Holy Fuck! It was all I could do not to blow a load in my pants there and then. After the photo shoot, she whispered, still not looking at me, Meet me in the bathroom. I watched her disappear through the door at the end of the corridor... while no one was watching I quietly followed. What greeted me when I entered the bathroom is a sight I’ll never forget... BC was sitting on the bench next to the sink, her dress around her waist revealing her gorgeous titties and the prettiest little shaved pussy id seen in a long time. " like what you see"? she said. I was instantly hard. She came toward me, sitting on the edge of the tub she unzipped me and took out my cock. She proceeded to give me the best blow job I’ve ever had... licking my shaft, sucking my full balls, tonguing the eye of my cock and taking my length deep in her mouth. I tried to hold on, but she was just too good... I started to shoot ropes of hot spunk into her eager mouth. What she did next made me harden again very quickly...she leaned back, opened her mouth and stared to roll my load all around with her lounge, slurping hot spunk onto her chin and back into her mouth, blowing cum-bubbles like a champion with an audible "aahh" she arched her head back and swallowed by big load in one gulp "see what a good girl I am". Fully hard again I manoeuvred her back to the sink and began to eat her cunt and tongue her little arsehole...by the way she was moaning I knew she was loving it...she came on my face and I eagerly lapped up her juices. She leaned back and parted her pretty cuntlips..." I need your big cock deep in my fuckhole' she whispered. It’s always the quiet ones.. I rubbed my cock head over her lips and began to push my big cock into her wet little cunt. She became very vocal… "Fuck me hard baby, ram that big cock into my wet cunt, I need to feel you fill me up with hot spunk!" once again, she was just too good... I started to blow my second load deep into her hot cunt… After tis amazing fuck, she gave me a little wink and left the bathroom. we carried on at the party as though nothing happed... when midnight came we all got in to the spirit, she came over to me and whispered, I just love chatting with my friends when they have no Idea your hot cum is running down my thighs..." It’s always the quiet ones...

2 January 2026

0 Comments

3 Likes

After chatting we met up while her husband was away and after a couple of drinks she just came over and straddled me... And we kissed for a long time then she took me to their bedroom and pulled off my jeans... While I unbuckled her bra... and she was a bit shocked when she saw my cock but the chemistry was amazing.. and as we continued kissing I picked her up and lay her on the bed.. where I took everything slowly from kissing to licking and kissing her neck then moving down slowly to her naval... And I then ripped off her underwear with my teeth and slowly started licking her clit. While watching her facial reactions... as she was moaning... I suddenly surprised her when I put two fingers in her one with my thumb rubbing her clit the other two hooked up rubbing her g spot... Until she literally said "oh my fucking god I want your cock in me" and as I slowly removed my fingers she literally grabbed my hips and forced me into her... And when I entered her pussy she literally gasped and her facial expressions showed like she was in a bit of pain.. and I slowly thrust and saw she was creaming all over my cock... And I then grabbed her ponytail and forced her to look... Where she then was so overwhelmed her eyes rolled in the back of her head like she was undergoing an exorcism... I then suddenly pulled out and picked her up... The made her sit reverse cowgirl... And I immediately gave her a full Nelson... Hard and rough as she said "this is the best fucking position" when I simultaneously started running her clit I pulled out and slapped her clit where she then squirted all over their bed...

2 January 2026

1 Comments

8 Likes

Having arranged to meet friends to see a great music act at Dee Why, I was keen to get into the fun of the night. But…I had been in an insatiable mood all day. No time for play now…you’ll be late. Jeans on and casual shirt I made my way there. Sitting at a high table near us I notice a group of women and 1 guy. Could help but notice how revealing they looked and as the night wore on I kept looking over. By now I had had a few drinks and was now bulging as my mind was taking me away from the music. They too had quite a bit to drink and they were all looking over at our table. One of them plucked up the courage to come over. The loud music made it difficult to talk. She leaned in to talk as I sat on the stool putting her hands on my thighs. “My friends and I have been noticing you and we have a question”. Her hands ever so close to the head of my cock bulging through my jeans and showing a view straight down her top. “Weve seen you looking over at us and we are curious”. I’m wondering where this forward attention is leading. “That bulge is hard to miss”. She moves her hand slightly and its now resting on my cock. I instantly give a throb and she feels it under her hand. Looking at me with a devilish smile as she knows what she’s leaning on she says. “I need to see it. Can you come with me”. Not sure where this is leading, I stand and walk with her. Her friends all smiling and watching as we pass them. She takes me to a store room just outside the entrance to the ball room where the concert is. Closes the door and is already rubbing my now rock hard cock through my jeans. She kisses me and presses herself against my throbbing swollen member. Drops to her knees and undoes my belt and jeans and exposes my cock. Gripping with both hands she let out a little gasp and looks up and says. This is so fucking thick. Squeezing and admiring my cock and begins to suck my head. “Take a photo please. My friends wont ever believe this”. I start to vid and watch her worshiping my hard cock. Alternating between slow sucking to sloppy hard fast strokes as she cant take her eyes off my cock. I’m ready to burst so quickly. She senses it with my cock flexing so hard that I’m drooling precum. She stands and kisses me still stroking my cock. I reach down and feel under her dress as she lets out a sigh. She is soaked. Right through her pants. Pulling to one side and sliding a finger in to feel all the juices inside her. She stops stroking my cock and she sees it twitching and bouncing wanting to cum. “You’re not cumming here. I want you to come home with me”. She pulls her panties back and I put my cock back down my thigh tucked into my jeans. Now dribbling precum and soaking through. We walk back out to her table of friends and says “show me that video please.” I open it up and she’s watching then shows her friend. Her friend watches and looks at me and looks at the bulge and her hand is grabbed by her friend and puts it on my cock. “Feel how fucking thick it is”. The concert ends and we walk outside. Her friend ushering her. “Come on”. She looks at me and says your coming with me. Almost like she is demanding it and won’t take no for an answer. The friend calls out. She’s staying at my place tonight. We walk the short distance and arrive at the house. Her friend gets drinks for us and she doesn’t even let me sit down. She’s removing my belt and pulls out my cock right there. Dropping to her knees and sucking it again. Her friend walks back in with drinks and notices her in her knees and my back to her. She says “oh my. No wasting time Kimmy” she says “come here and look”. Her friend comes over. Reaches out and feels it as Kimmy has no hands and trying to get as much as she can in her mouth. Her friend gripping it now watching her choke on my cock. She undies my shirt and slips off her dress all while Kimmy is still devouring my cock. I realise this is not just a Kimmy night. Kimmy stands and her friend guides me to the bedroom. Showing off her hard nipples through her bra and Kimmy stripping as we get to the bedroom. Lights dimmed and Kimmy naked without me noticing how she got naked so quickly. I’m naked and laying on the bed my cock so hard I need stroke it. He friend grabs my cock and starts to suck it and suck my balls as Kimmy kneels over my face and is drooling wetness showing me her hard clit. I start to rub it and she drops to my face and starts moaning as she grabs the back of my head and starts grinding her clit into my mouth. I need that fat cock to stretch me. Her friend gripping my cock as Kimmy moves down my body and her friend guides my hard cock into her wetness. Just teasing the head as her friend is still holding my cock and watching as I open Kimmy up. Kimmy is already in the edge if cumming I can tell knobbing my cock and I feel the pressure of the squeeze. Her friend takes her hand away and grabs Kimmie’s waist and forces her down all the way to my balls. Kimmy instantly lets out a deep groan and cums hard. Holding my cock balls deep and feeling the ripples of her cumming down my cock. Starts bouncing and slamming me. She’s going to cum again. She slide up and squirts and then pushes me back inside. Her friend now naked and is inches away from my face rubbing her clit and watching Kimmy intently as to see her pussy swallow my hard cock as she teases it and bounces in it and keeps squirting. She says. “I want to feel like that. Will you fuck me please”. Kimmy slides off and her friend lays down and legs spread with her knees up beside her ample breasts. “Please fucking destroy me”. I’m so hard and been on the edge of cumming for too long. I’m in that dangerous mood. I grab under her arse and force my cock in. I’m not taking this slow and gentle and the moment I force balls deep I feel that tight squeeze at the base of my cock. She lets out a scream. Kimmy watching says “look at his cock bulging in your stomach. She cant she’s squirming and trying to control how deep as she screams. I start slamming long strokes and I can hear her juices squelching on my balls as they slap her. That whimpering cry as she calls out “don’t stop… don’t stop… please. I’m cumming”. She has this deep moan and says “cum please, cum please I want to feel it cumming.” I had been holding back this whole time and I immediately start jetting cum and she’s starts squirting and squeezing on my cock as I fill her. I take my cock out and Kimmy sees the gaping cummy mess and starts to finger her pussy and licking the cum off her fingers. I’m still hard. Kimmy starts just using my head to push back i4nside her friend to coat it in cum and the sucks the cum off my head. I tell her. “Ride it. I want to cum again”. Her friend gets up from the bed and I tell her. “Where do you think you’re going. Sit on my face. I want to lick all that cum out. She straddles my face facing Kimmy and Kimmy is bouncing on my cock again. She is a constant squirter. Riding. Sliding off and soaking me and then sliding back on. Her friend watching as I’m sucking in her swollen cummy clit and fingering her and she starts to squirt on my face. I’m in heaven. I call out. “I’m going to cum” Kimmy slides off and madly strokes my cock and I jet cum into her friends body covering her tits as she rides my face. Kimmy milking my cock to Make sure she gets every last drop. Her friend still squiring in my mouth and face as I keep licking all the cum from her gaping swollen pussy and Kimmy licking the cum off her nipples and body. We get up to have that drink that was poured an hour earlier and sit naked talking. The night continued with a few kore rounds with us all totally spent by the time the sun came up.

1 January 2026

0 Comments

5 Likes

New Years Eve 2008. I was with some friends at a club and some random guy asked me to borrow my lighter, so he could light a fire cracker. When that happened, security came and we got kicked out. My friends stayed inside, so I decided to make my way over to the family night club solo. When I was inside, I got a drink from the bar. I spotted a blonde girl standing with a couple. I approached her and said hi. We got chatting and I asked her how old she was, turned out she was 38, although she looked like she was in her twenties. Anyway, we hung out and ended up kissing on the rooftop at the stroke of midnight to celebrate the new year. We exchanged numbers and we both went home separately. Two days later, I sent her a text and we organised to meet up for a drink as we lived only 10 minutes apart. We met that night at the newmarket hotel. It was quiet and not many people there. We had a few drinks and chatted before deciding to walk back to her unit. I was 26 at the time, so 12 years younger than her. When we got back to hers, I was hungry, so we ordered a pizza. As soon as it arrived, I had one slice before she sat on top of me whilst I was sitting on her couch. She was very forward and took her bra & top off and got her tits out, they were stunning. She rubbed them all over my face before I started to suck on them. We then made out on the couch for a while before migrating into her bedroom were she had a nice big queen sized bed. We made out and got naked before I put a condom on and we started fucking missionary. I was thrusting her as she lay down and sucking on her magnificent tits. She had a great body for her age. Anyway, it was time for me to lay on the bottom and she jumped on top, she rode me cowgirl for a good 20 minutes or so. Felt like a boss, only two days earlier I saw the opportunity and took it, now I was reaping the rewards for my efforts. I had to take her from behind, so thats what I did. I bent her over and went to town. She had a great rear end and I pounded it for as long as I can remember. I asked her if I could stick it in her arse, she said yes, but as I am quite large, she asked me to go gentle. I slowly put it in her bum hole and continued to fuck her whilst rubbing her clit. She came, and shortly after I followed, filled up my condom with a big release. It was some of the best sex I have had, she was an 8/9 and she put plenty of effort in. Anyway, I went home that night happy. The next day she texted me as I left my wallet at her place. I dropped by that night and we had sex again, and that was that. Maybe 6 months later I saw her in another club in the valley, but we never spoke. So that was my new years for 2008. Happy New Year 2025

31 December 2025

0 Comments

7 Likes

I remember when I was a young lad, I didn’t have any friends, so I used to hitchhike around England for something to do on weekends. On one such trip, I was picked up by a middle-aged man in a sports car, a rare two-tone pale blue Austin Healy 3000. As he drove, he told me his name was Jeff, and I told him mine. We continued to chat about things in general, when he asked me to open the glove box and take a look inside. When I opened it, all I saw was a magazine folded in half. “Go on, take it out and have a flick through the pages”, he said, and as I lifted the magazine out, I saw the tittle “Ladyboy Delights” on the front cover and a picture of a woman, sucking a man’s prick. I began flicking through the pages, blushing as I looked at a picture of a woman squatting on a table, legs spread wide showing a clear view of her balls swinging free under her hard prick. Another page was the same pose but from behind and she was holding her cheeks wide open so you could see her dark arse hole. One page had a set of images showing a man wanking in front of this woman’s face, she had her mouth open and was licking the swollen head of his prick, the next showed her sucking his balls into her mouth, the last shot showed cum dripping over her face. Very risqué for that period. Jeff smiled at me, and asked “Ever done that?” I blushed, saying “No, I’m still a virgin, haven’t even kissed anyone yet, never mind seen a pussy or had sex, but this looks like fun.” As we drove on, he put his hand on my leg and started stroking my upper thigh through my jeans, asking if I liked what he was doing. I was getting hard as his fingers moved up over my crotch, and I looked at him, saying, “Yes, it feels nice.” As his finger pressed firmer over the outline of my hard prick he said, “Why don’t you take your prick out, I can stroke it for you if you like.” I thought about it for a moment, and as his hand gently squeeze me through my jeans, I began to undo my belt. But before I could pull my zip down, Jeff slowed down, turned into a quiet lane, then into a field, reverse parking the car behind high hedge and turned the engine off. Climbing out, he turned to me saying “It will be easier for us to undo our jeans if we got out of the car.” Then Jeff motioned for me to stand next to him at the back of the car and opened the lid of the boot, saying “Now we can’t be seen from the road or gate.’ He then began to undo his belt, nodding with his head that I should do the same and as I undid my jeans and took out my prick, Jeff leaned into the boot and picked up a small bottle. He said it was lube and it would make us both harder and easier to stroke, then unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to the ground. I looked across and saw his prick. It was huge, and thick. I remember seeing a few pricks in the showers at when I was still at school, but nothing like what I was looking at now. I look up at Jeff smiling at me, and even though I was nowhere near his size, his smile showed me he approved of what he saw. Opening the bottle, he asked me to spread some of the lube over him. He took my hand and showed me how to spread it over his shaft and balls and then how to stroke him. Jeff spread his legs and told me to put some lube on my finger and spread it over his arse, and as I touched his hole, he moaned and pushed back so my finger could slide in. “Run your finger along the ridge till you can feel a small lump, like a walnut, press against it and massage around it.” It all felt strange, almost surreal and yet exciting at the same time. I had never touched another man before, never mind a hard prick, the head swelling a deep purple colour. Yet here I was, having my first sexual experience with a man, in a field, with a stranger, my finger in his arse, wanking him, my own prick, hard as steel wanting release. Jeff turns sideways to me, moaning as he told me to keep stroking, keep fucking his arse with my finger, then he stiffened and I could feel his prick throb against my finger and felt it get swell in my hand. He pushed his hips forwards, trapping my finger, and as I pulled his foreskin down on the shaft and held it tight at the base, just like he’d shown me, Jeff started to cum. To this day, I have never seen anyone cum so much, he just kept shooting, more and more. When he started to relax, I was able to pull my finger out of his hole and felt his prick soften a little. I ran my fingers up his shaft, slowly squeezing as I moved up to the head, and with cum dripping from the eye, I ran my hand over the tip, making him shudder. I was curious how he tasted and brought my fingers, now covered in his cum, to my mouth and licked them clean. It tasted ok, nothing special, a little bland if anything, but it was my first taste of cum and it wasn’t mine own. I looked at him and smiled. Jeff smiled back at me, reached for the lube telling me to spread my legs making room for his hand to slide between my cheeks. He touched my hole with a lube cover finger and I immediately felt a warm sensation spread it over the hole. Then he rubbed the lube over my balls and shaft, and after pumping me a few times I began to throb in his hand. “Can I suck you,” he asked, but before I could say anything, he dropped to his knees, put me in his mouth and began to suck me, pulling me into his face, fucking his mouth with my hard prick. I started to shake as I felt a new sensation, like I needed to have a piss. I asked him to stop, but he just pulled me deeper, and as his tongue rubbed against my head, I couldn’t hold on any longer. I began to tremble, then, let go stream after stream of creamy cum, filling his mouth and throat as he swallowed. Slowly let me slide out of his mouth, Jeff began to lick me clean and he smiled at me asking if I enjoyed that. Still shaking I nodded yes. My balls felt like they were on fire, my shaft throbbed hard and the head was still swollen and leaking. I was a very late started where sex was concerned, I had only even wanked myself a few times up to that point and dribbled a little cum. But I am certain there was something in the lube, because I have never been that hard since. Jeff started to stroke me again and I began to get that same feeling as earlier, and when he pushed his lubed finger into my arse, I involuntarily started to shoot cum everywhere. It shot over his hand, arm and when he directed my prick up towards himself, all over his face. I was still shaking when he asked if I liked his finger in my arse, I smiled back at him and yes it was very nice. I asked what he had done do to make me cum so much, and what was in the lube. Jeff started to explain about my prostate and how, if you massage it, you cum more and the lube he said, had an additive that makes you stay hard. Just then we heard a car coming down the lane, so we quickly pulled up our jeans and got into his car, just in case, but after a few moments, the other car drove passed us. Turing towards me, Jeff asked me “Would you like to do more of the same or perhaps try something new?” I was still trembling, hard and leaking into my underpants, but I said, “Yes, but perhaps another time, it’s been a lot to take in for my first time.” He understood and started the engine, but just before we drove out of the field, I leaned over, unzipped him, took him into my mouth, and ran my tongue around the head, like he had done to me. Almost immediately he was leaking onto my mouth. Jeff asked me to stop, he didn’t want to cum in my mouth as he wanted to save that moment for next time, so I sucked him one last time, drawing up a big drop of cum onto my tongue, sat back, and enjoyed his taste and the experience. A few weeks later, I was hitchhiking again, and Jeff drove past going the other way, he slowed down, turned around and pulled up next to me. I climbed into his Healy and as we chatted, I leaned over and began to touching his crotch, his prick hardening every time I grazed my fingers over the outline. Jeff moaned as I teased him and asked if I was interested in more of what we had already done or try something new. Before I could answer, he managed to unzip my jeans and his fingers wrapped around my hard prick, gently stroking up and down the shaft. Running a finger over the tip and into the eye, I shuddered as I felt my balls shrink and cum begin to rise. He must have sensed my impending explosion because he stopped all movement till I stopped throbbing. I looked over at him smiling at me and said, I would like to do both, more of the same and perhaps something new. My prick throbbed and leaked over his fingers. Jeff slowly pulled them away and sucked them clean, “Mmm Mmm you do taste sweet,” he said, “I am going to enjoy swallowing you again.” He then drove back to his lockup garage, reversed the car in and when we got out, he asked how I felt about fucking his arse, but just before I was going to cum, pull out and spray over his face. I looked at him for a moment, wonder just how dirty he wanted to get, but I was also curious, so I said, I was happy to try. We both stripped naked, and as Jeff sat down on a single bed that was up against the back wall, he slowly started to rub the same lube we had used before over my balls and arse and as he lubed up my shaft, began to wank me slowly as I grew hard between his fingers. Lay back on the bed, Jeff lifted his legs up in the air and over his head. Holding his cheeks opening, Jeff begins explaining how I should fuck him. First put the head of my prick against the hole and slowly push in, let it slides past the inner ring, not to penetrate too deep initially, but to keep the head just inside the hole, that way I will massage his prostate with my prick. Then slide in a little deeper, pull back and massage the gland again, sliding in deeper each time until I am deep enough, my balls slap against his. Jeff, once again asks me “Are you sure you want to try this, we can always wank and suck each other, arse fucking is not for everyone.’ ‘I am sure” I said, and with that I start spreading a reasonable amount of lube on and in his hole, over his balls and onto his hard shaft. Slowly I wanked him as I ran my fingers over his shaft. Then I moved closer, my prick like a rod of steel, and as I touched his hole, he gasps, pushed out, his hole opens and the head of my prick slide in. Jeff holds his legs up, and I begin to stroke his prick in time with my thrusts. He pushes his hips up to meet me and very soon we were both getting very close. He must have felt me swell inside his dark chamber of his arse, because he moaned and said, “I want your cum in my mouth and over my face.” Those words were enough for me and quickly pulled out of his hole with a loud pop. He moved so head hung over the edge of the bed, I straddled his face, then aimed my prick at his open mouth. Jeff reached up under me, his fingers still covered in lube, pulls me into his mouth as he slides two fingers in my arse, finds my prostate and pressed hard against it as he sucks. His mouth and fingers take me straight over the edge. Buried deep in his throat, I throb and begin to cum. Stream after stream of warm cum flows into his belly as he sucks and fingers me and I shake and spray as my orgasms take control. After what seemed like forever, I stop pumping and fall forwards over him. Still shaking and trying to get my breath back, I feet his tongue push against my hole as his hands spread my cheeks open. “Relax, push back and open your arse for me,” he said, and suddenly I open and feel his tongue slide past my ring and lick inside my arse. My prick throbs, cum still dripping from the eye as his hand wraps around my shaft and he begins to wank me. My legs spread wide, I push down on his tongue as it fucks my hole and soon feel a warm sensation rise through my toes, up my legs to my balls and I cry out I am going to cum again. When he replaced his tongue with two fingers and begin to fuck my arse with them, I lost it and began to shooting cum over his belly and hard prick, squirt after squirt covers his shaft and balls, as he wanks me dry. Jeff takes the last shot of cum in his mouth. Still shaking, I leaned forward and started to stroke him. Jeff spread his legs open and asks me to finger his hole. Pushing his hip up and opening his arse, I slipped a second finger in and began to massage either side of his prostate, feeling it throb between my fingers, Then as I lowered my mouth onto his throbbing prick, closing my lips over the swollen head, tasting his pre cum as it oozed from the eye mixed with strands of my cum that covered his shaft. He moans and he starts shooting into my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but there was too much and it spilt out over his balls. Like a crazed animal, I licked his balls, sucking his and my cum from around his shaft, trying to get as much of it as I could in my mouth, tasting the two of us as the cum mixed in my mouth. With my knees on either side of his head, both spent, we slowly got our breath back before I managed to stand up next to the bed. Still lying there, he looked up at me and asked if I would piss on him, wash my cum off his face and prick. I looked at him and wondered what else he had in store for me. Perhaps he wanted to fuck my arse or do something else. I said, “Next time, I can’t just piss like that, I need to drink lots of water beforehand.” Besides, I was totally spent. He smiled and said, “OK, next time.” There was a wash basin in the corner, we used that to clean up, got dressed, and he drove me back to where he picked me up. I never saw him again, even though I often used to hitch-hike the same roads we first met. I once borrowed a scooter and rode to where his garage was, but it was empty except for a wash basin and a single bed up against the back wall. On the door was a sign, “For Rent.” Disappointed, and strangely hard, I wanted to go inside, pull my pants down and wank into the basin, but thought better of it. But I still had the memories of my first shared wank, first blowjob, first taste of cum, first arse fuck, first arse to mouth and my rimming experience. I then rode to the field where Jeff and I first played, and yes, I took off my trousers and wanked. I also pissed on the same spot we both once stood. Not a bad way to start your sexual adventures. Next in line were the ladies.

29 December 2025

0 Comments

4 Likes

I remember when we first met. I was in the chemist's waiting on my estrogen when I noticed a guy across from me look at me, then his phone, and then me again. I instantly knew he recognised me from Grindr. I live in a rural area, and there are not many trans women around here, so I often get messages like "I saw you in the supermarket today", so I didn't think much of it. Later, in another store, he introduced himself and asked for my number. I wasn't comfortable giving it out in public, so I confirmed with him that he was from "the app" and told him to hit me up there. I thought he'd never gotten back to me, but it turned out he had, and we'd been talking for some time. It wasn't until he showed up on Facebook's "People you may know" section that I realised it was the same guy I met in the store that day. I'd always been hesitant to meet up with a random guy I was talking to, but knowing it was him and remembering how fine he is, immediately put me at ease and arranged to hook up with him later that week. He's Sri Lankan, and I've always had a thing for South Asian men and wanted to sleep with one, but for one reason or another, it hasn't happened for me, until today. He picked me up and took me back to his place, which was a palace compared to my tiny house. I took one look at his house and thought, "This is going to be the fanciest place I've ever gotten railed." He led me to his room and then did the last thing I expected: He gave me a hug. I'd had a bad week, so I needed a hug, but ruined the moment by starting to suck on his neck. He pulled away from me, looked me in the eyes and told me I was beautiful. I kissed him and told him he was gorgeous, and we got into some heavy petting. Once we were both warmed up, he suggested we move over to the bed. We both started stripping down, him to his boxers and me completely naked. I think I surprised him with how quickly and easily I stripped off. What can I say? I have it down to an art. I joined him on the bed, and we started making out. I took his cock out of his boxers and started stroking it while he sucked on my tits. I love having attention paid to my tits, so once again, he was giving me just what I needed. He'd sent me pictures of his cock, but they did not do it justice. I don't know if it's the biggest dick I've ever seen (I'd say about equal), but it was definitely the thickest with a big, beautiful head. I was a little intimidated, but I was not going to back down. I wanted him. All of him. On the way over, he told me that I would be his first trans woman and like every guy with their first trans woman, he was keen to suck on my little girlcock. I enjoyed it, of course, but the whole time I was dying to get that big fat cock in my mouth. I finally got my chance and got confirmation that he was enjoying his first trans experience, as I was greeted with the taste of precum on my lips as soon as I kissed the tip of his gorgeous cock. I love sucking cock, and when I go down on a guy, I want them to know how much I love sucking cock. If I've done that, then I know I've done a good job. Licking the shaft, sucking the balls and seeing how much I can jam down my throat are some of my favourite ways to worship a cock. Once I was done, I kissed him and then whispered, "Wanna fuck me?" "You want to fuck?" he asked, seeming surprised, and I nodded breathlessly. I got into my natural position (on my back), and he climbed on top of me and slid his monstrous cock inside me. As much as I love sucking cock, I love being fucked even more. The feeling of fullness of having a cock in me, the pleasure of it moving in and out of me and the ultimate prize of being filled full of hot cum. I think it may have been his first time doing anal, and there was an adjustment period, but once he acclimatised to it, it was perfect. Despite his size and girth, there was no discomfort, and due to that big, beautiful head of his, he was soon hitting my G-spot. He jerked my little girlcock while he fucked me, and I could feel the pressure start to build from the base of my shaft. "Oh fuck, he's gonna make me cum." I thought, shocked. It has been about 8 years since anyone apart from me had made me cum, and he was very close. He had to stop jerking me to steady himself, so I took over, but once braced, he fucked me harder, and the pleasure of him pummeling my prostate caused my brain to shut down and body to take on a life of its own. I could hear myself moaning in a way that would embarrass me looking back, extremely loud and high-pitched, then suddenly, intense pleasure spread throughout my body like euphoric flame. Once I regained my faculties, I playfully asked, "You gonna cum?" He nodded and said he was close, so I whispered temptingly, "Cum in me, baby!" which sent him over the edge, finishing inside me. Afterwards, I cuddled into him and lightly caressed his chest while we had pillow talk. When I tried to stand later, my legs were shaking. Once he dropped me off at home, I had to Google what the hell happened to me. Turns out I had my first anal orgasm. It was like nothing I'd felt before, and now I've experienced it, nothing short of that same bliss could ever satisfy. I'm seeing him again next week. I understand that he may never want to make me his girlfriend or little wifey, and I'm fine with that. I just want him to keep fucking me like that.

29 December 2025

0 Comments

22 Likes

She slid off me and took my hand and gently led me inside, she started to head to the shower but I had different ideas, I pulled her to me and kissed her, peeling the rest of her bikini off and dropping it to the floor. I wanted to taste her, taste me in her and so I threw her onto the bed and dived my head between her legs licking and sucking her gorgeous pussy. Moaning and holding my mouth against her she came loudly and and filled my mouth with her sweet juices. She pushed me back with a playful firmness, and before I could protest, I was on my back. She hovered above me, hair slicked back, droplets tracing slow paths down her shoulders. For a moment she just looked at me, that same knowing smile on her lips, the kind that made time feel suspended. Holding my penis in her small manicured hand she guided me into her wet pussy and slowly started moving her hips back and forth. the unspoken look of lust between us filled the room, her movements increased and nearly put me over the edge, I didn't want it to end so a pulled out of her and flipped her into doggy, jamming my Tongue straight into her cute little arse, fucking it with my Tongue while playing with her clit. She begged me to fuck her hard, I guided my cock into her, grabbed her hips and fucked, not gently this was a mission to smash her as hard as I could. We both wanted it, the sweet from the QLD heat was pouring from us as I unloaded my load deep inside her wet, soft married pussy once more. Falling onto the bed pulling her to me kissing her we both laughed and said time for another swim I think xo Wow I'm really enjoying expressing this and cant wait to do some more asap. I hope you all like

29 December 2025

0 Comments

4 Likes

I used to work at a large firm in the western suburbs when I was about 30 (about 35 years ago). They had a lot of employees, mostly little Asian ladies who worked on the assembly lines. They had hundreds of workers on site and so they also had a large canteen which everyone frequented. One of the women in this canteen had a nice fit body and I used to flirt with her sometimes in the morning before starting work. One day we were chatting as she served out my hot lunch (the special of the day usually a stew or roast) and she complained that one guy had been looking at her when she was getting changed. They changed from civvies into white kitchen staff dust coats in a change room at the back of the kitchen that had a window opening onto the cat walk that accessed the canteen from the machine shop. The machine shop boys were an ok lot but some were a bit on the rough side. This particular fellow had been walking past the window when she was getting changed and just happened to look in when she was getting changed and made some lewd comment at the time. She said to me that she didn’t like him looking at her but then after a pause said that she wouldn’t have minded if it had been me watching her. I laughed that off and we went about our day. Some months later I was working back and while the canteen had just closed for business I thought I would wander over to get a chocolate from the vending machine near the kitchen. I made my way along the now deserted corridors and was walking up the wide, empty stairway to the canteen and there, coming down was this woman, her gorgeous body still in her white dust coat heading home. We stopped on the stairway and started to chat. She was being cheeky and I playfully said that if she kept that up I would have to throttle her and then jokingly placed my hands around her throat. She tilted her head back as my hands clasped her lovely neck and pushed up against me pulling me into her. Surprised at this, but also not wanting to let a chance go by I planted a kiss on her lips. She responded by thrusting her tongue down my throat. This was all too much for me and my cock. This company had large deserted areas, whole floors of dimly lit dusty rooms full of disused equipment that had been there before I was born. I often walked through some of these rooms as the old equipment was interesting. In a break in the passionate session we were having on the stairway and for fear of someone coming along and discovering us pashing, I grabbed her hand and led her into one of these large factory areas. She followed willingly and silently, tip toeing along and after we had gone deep into this gloomy workroom lit only by emergency lighting signs and were obscured by rusty machinery I stopped and turned to her and ran my hands down her dustcoat (that fitted intentionally snugly) feeling her sexy waist and the contours of her arse and then back up onto her breasts. I opened her dustcoat to reveal her dressed only in panties and bra. She looked up at me, her eyes flashing with lust and grabbed at the bulge in my pants, she unzipped me and released my engorged penis awash with pre-cum that dribbled onto both of us. I lifted her up and sat her on the corner of one of the benches. She had hold of my shaft by now and as I stood between her legs, I took out her tits one by one and sucked on her nipples and then fumbled around for her panties, pulling them off her as she lifted her bum accommodatingly and I felt for her hot wet little hole. It was dark but I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted them into her, finger fucking her as her tongue did the same to my mouth. She stopped long enough to gasp out “put it in” and so I guided my meat inside her (the bench was just the right height). It was dark as I said, but I could just make out my cock disappearing in and out of her but after a few thrusts the zipper was tearing into my balls and so I stopped, much to her dismay and undid my pants which fell somewhat ingloriously down around my ankles. I plunged my meat back into her hole and pounded into her for all I was worth. She was making whimpering noises that increased to quiet screams. I shssshed her to try to keep it down and she did her best. My balls were banging into the corner of the bench but the pain didn’t put me off. My pants were acting like ankle shackles and threatened to trip me up as I strove to get as deep as possible into her (oh, for a longer penis). Funny what you will put up with when striving for that ultimate moment and feeling. She leant back to support herself and threw her head and hair back which nearly made me cum on the spot but I controlled myself. She tried to lock her legs around me so I hooked them up to rest on my shoulders and grabbed hold of them to use as purchase to thrust into her harder. Her quiet screaming went on and with sweat dripping off me as I humped into her, I kept looking to the entrance to the area way over in the other corner of this huge factory workroom lest someone would come to investigate and I certainly couldn’t stop my rooting. She climaxed shortly after which did my excitement no end of good and with an ear blocking pressure release I blew my load into her. Aids was unheard of then and so a condom was never even considered as she had already conceded that she was on the pill. I pulled out of her and my cock flopped down limp and spent but still long as cocks tend to be at moments like that, white cum and our juices dripping off it onto the dusty floor. We were both sweating and I only had a tissue in my pocket but being a woman she had an ample supply in her bag and so we cleaned ourselves up, dressed and tried to compose ourselves lest we run into someone still at work in the complex. A couple of other guys were working back with me back in the office and as I found out later wondered where the hell I was. Anyway, she had already missed one bus and so she hurried off home to her little girl and I went back to work for the evening. As she left I noticed that the back of her dust coat was filthy from sitting on it on the bench but as she said we couldn’t do anything about it but I dusted it off for her which was really just an excuse to fondle and play with her gorgeous arse. We only managed to meet again once in the dark dusty factory but this time just to pleasure her (as she had to get home). I opened her dust coat only slightly but enough to glimpse her lovely tits in their bra as my fingers slipped down into her panties and between her wet lips nicely lubricating my finger as it rubbed slowly but relentlessly over her clit. As her orgasm built, she held onto my shoulder bucking against my finger, her knees buckling as I stood beside her and as she milked her orgasm for all it was worth. We saw each other at work several times after that but never dated outside work. We would however brush up against each other when given the chance in the canteen and every so often I would duck into the change room at the back of the canteen to watch her changing (I made sure the window was shut first though) which she would do very seductively right down to taking off her bra and panties in front of me and standing there naked before replacing them and donning her dust coat. I went on to the canteen or returned to the office trying to make the bulge in my pants go down before I got there. I left the company (I was there on a contract and the work ran out) some time after and about a year went past and I would go and ask out that woman (name withheld as you never know who might recognise this story) from the canteen. The memory of her was still fresh in my mind and so as I rounded the corner into the canteen, a little nervous, there she was. She was busy but her eyes lit up when she saw me and she stopped and we talked for a minute or so. I could see her boss looking over and so I just blurted out and asked her if she would like to go out sometime. She smiled and said she would have loved to but she had been with a fellow now for some months. My heart sank and so I wished her good luck and turned and left, we both gave a little wave from either end of the canteen floor. I often think of her.

28 December 2025

0 Comments

9 Likes

I knew my fiancée had slept around more than I had - she was only the second for me. What I didn't yet know was how practical she was. She wanted me to get some more experience before we married, so I would find it easier to settle down. I'm not sure she managed to put the 'cap on the bottle' but it was nice trying... When we visited Melbourne for a convention she encouraged me to do as she had - find other conventioners and... have some fun. I got lucky... Sharon and I were in my room within an hour of meeting, after an unspoken agreement that we wanted each other. Badly. I will always remember her looking in my eyes as her mouth was engaged...standing in the middle of the room, seeing us in the mirror, her legs wrapped around me as I held her butt and how my hands were squishing those butt cheeks..my balls bouncing under them... I was a little embarrassed to find how loudly she liked to moan...but that didn't stop me staying with her in Sydney a few weeks later....making her late for work with sex in the shower... mmmm In those days personal ads could be found in certain newspapers. That's where I found Jeff and Julie. I was 28 and they were late thirties. It seemed everyone was nervous as we sat down together. They had decided we should watch some porn and enjoy a beer first but things were taking too long for Julie it seemed. Soon she turned to Jeff, kissed him and went down on him. Before I could wonder how or when I would get into the action Julie turned to me and I received the same treatment. So weird having a lady pleasure me while her man watched but Jeff just said 'is that nice mate?' I didn't need to answer. 'She needs two of us mate'. When I think back it's a bit of a blur. But I remember: - stroking myself as Julie went back to Jeff's cock, enjoying the sight - countless turns of Julie switching between us - all of us stripping off, in the huge living room with windows facing the sea - the porn continuing to play... - Jeff groaning as he took Julie missionary style on the floor - tasting come as I went down on Julie afterwards and the most vivid, intense, erotic moments of my life... - holding Julie's butt as she kneeled in front of me on the floor - joyously sliding into her as Jeff watched I'm pretty sure I didn't hold on for long and soon I was emptying my mind into Julie via long gushes from my cock. But almost immediately, at that age and in that room, I was hard again and: - wordlessly moving over to the couch by the windows - Julie putting her hands on the back of the couch, leaning forward and presenting her glorious butt to me again - moving across to hold her hips, slide into her once more - Jeff urging me 'root her mate!' as I fucked her, thrilling to the sight of all of her in front of me - Julie turning to Jeff, her eyes half closed with lust, whispering 'he's so hard!'

25 December 2025

0 Comments

8 Likes

This happened a while back; an old friend of mine invited me to a party at his place. I don’t usually go to that sort of thing as I don’t mingle well, but he and his wife are nice people and they always have good food at their parties and so, as the saying goes “the way to most blokes hearts”, and I am no exception, is through their stomachs (and occasionally their dicks), and so I attended. This wasn’t a debauchery party, just a finger food and BYO type of gathering. These people are straight up and don’t really know about my AMM activity or she certainly doesn’t but I think he suspects as we used to play up a bit when we were younger and hunting women and their bits, up until he settled down and I….well that’s another story entirely. I also didn’t really want to offend them. Anyway, somewhat begrudgingly I showed up and smiled as I was greeted at the door. I handed her my bottle of wine and she showed me where the other drinks were. I poured myself an OJ (I’m not a great drinker) and surveyed the room, all the time thinking I would rather be at home watching TV or practically anything else. My mate could see that I was floundering and came over to drag me into a conversation. This small group must have had about six or eight people discussing something or other. There was the usual loud mouth that hogged the conversation and most others just nodded and once in a while chimed in with a comment. I shot a comment in and retreated into the background having fulfilled my obligation for a while at least. One couple was in their early thirties or she was anyway. The bloke was close to my age (maybe late fifties) and I was in my early sixties. She was pleasant to look at and while I tried not to stare I looked back every so often and drank in her good looks. She had wavy hair that was tied up on one side and the remainder cascaded down the other. Unusual I thought. Maybe it was a hair stile of the time, but it looked good. Her eye brows were a darker colour which explained the very blonde hair. Don’t get me wrong, while she was not a Miss Universe, I found her attractive. Maybe it was her personality that attracted me and then of course there was her body. She had nice full tits and although fully covered they were delightfully rounded. I will probably repeat that fact in this story, so please forgive me for that, but they left a distinct memory in my mind. Anyway, all of this analytical reconnaissance was academic, as she seemed quite happy with the bloke she was with and they chuckled and joked with each other as the conversation flowed along. I was happy as I am not much of a conversationalist and others in the group were clearly happy to carry it as I (hopefully) subtly stole an occasional glimpse of this woman and her chest. I like looking at tits, clothed or naked. I enjoy looking at them anywhere. On the street, on the TV, you name it, I will enjoy tits anywhere. Call it a failing if you like but it gives me great pleasure. I like the female form generally, arses, the general shape, but tits stick out (so to speak). She caught me a couple of times looking at her before I looked away. I have to admit, I delayed my look away intentionally. I don’t think her fella saw me as he was too engrossed in the conversation (idiot!). People joined and left our conversation including the blonde and her bloke and I didn’t see her again that evening. I left about halfway through the evening and I was told by my host and mate that it went on into the wee small hours of the night. As I said other than the occasional lingering look from me to her, which was reciprocated I might add, albeit briefly for safety sake, I had not put any hope into anything developing as she seemed as I said very much attached to her man. My host/mate phoned me a day or so later and suggested we get together for a coffee. We only lived a couple of suburbs apart and so we met up at a local café. The conversation as to how the party went was brief and he produced a piece of paper with a phone number on it. He told me that the little blonde had asked him to pass it on to me and asked him to tell me that if I was interested then would I contact her. Interested in what?! My tool knew the answer and my heart hoped it was right. It turned out that the little blonde had made a move on my mate some months before and he, being happily married to his missus had declined, assuring her that her approach would go no further. He was about my age (early sixties) and it turns out that the blonde, while happily married or attached or so the ring on her finger said, liked older men, as was born out by her hubby/partner being around fifty or so. Now I am or was reasonably fit but still with the build of a middle aged man complete with a small gut (accent on “small” I reckon – but I might be biased there). What she saw in me was baffling, except for the fact that I was an older man. Her partner was slightly over weight from memory, no, make that downright overweight – although, to be fair, I was looking at her at the party, not him. What she saw in him I will never know. Maybe he had a big dick. My mate looked at me over his coffee and said that his job was to give me the phone number; the rest was up to me. Bless him, he knew that I was seeing a woman and had been for some time but that we did our own thing as she had kids from a previous marriage that kept her busy and my mate knew from our younger days that I would root an old boot or a knot hole in a tree or paling fence given half the chance, such was my randiness. He wasn’t far behind me in that regard from memory but as I said he was happily settled down now. Next to the phone number on the piece of paper was a time of day that I was to phone, which was during the week and while she was at work and hence to avoid the partner from overhearing I guessed. I stewed over it for a few days, tossing my guilt around about considering rooting a married woman who seemed so happy and engaged with her partner/hubby. I sort of felt for this hubby who I didn’t really know but then again she was the one who had in effect propositioned me and so, after throwing all of that up in the air, my dick finally made up my mind and I phoned her. She sounded pleased to hear from me but then said something strange. She reminisced about our last meeting until it dawned on me that she had me confused with someone else. This woman obviously spread herself around and there’s nothing wrong with that as I used to do it myself at her age, given the chance. Make hay while the sun shines and root yourself silly until it feels like your dick (or pussy in her case) was going to fall off should be the philosophy of anyone that age, because you are a long time dead! Looking back, unfortunately there wasn’t anyone to tell me that back in my past and so I missed out on so much quim back them that it almost makes me cry now. I was so stupid and downright dumb when I was younger. There are those who would say not much has changed. Still ignorance is bliss I guess. After we had cleared up who I was and she offered some feeble excuse to try to get out of the hole she had dug for herself. we changed the subject and discussed what she proposed. It seems she does indeed like older men and she found me attractive as such and so wanted to get together for a root and stressed that it was to be strictly a no-strings arrangement. If after the initial root she wanted a repeat then that would be up to her. She was a good negotiator and definitely in control and I accepted that as I could still imagine those tits and their roundness and I really wanted to get my hands and mouth onto them as soon as possible. She suggested a motel that she had used in similar situations. Obviously a well worn path. Maybe she got a discount or frequent flyer points! A week or so went by and we found ourselves at the door of this motel room. She opened the door and I followed her in, ogling her fine arse covered by a tight pair of fairly short shorts, which I couldn’t control my hands from feeling up. She put her flimsy material shoulder bag down and turned to face me as I closed the door behind us. A few words of general un-tit related conversation were exchanged as I felt up her breast through this knitted type top with tassely things hanging off the waist and arms. Her belly was bare, her tits holding the top out to dangle down not touching her stomach; such was the size of these melons. I felt like looking up under the front of the top to see if I could see her bra or tits, as it turned out, there wasn’t a bra. She pushed me back to sit on a kitchen chair and I leant on the table beside it, as she stood like a giant toy or gift in front of me – MY TOY! To unwrap, YES! I ran my hands down over the silky skin of her waist and onto her hips. She took hold of the bottom of her knitted top thingy and lifted it up to flash her tits at me briefly before covering them again, tormenting me as she chuckled to herself before lifting the top once more, resting it on the top of her fantastic and gorgeously full breasts, the white of the top contrasting against the tanned colour of her melons and smiled a cheeky smile so typical of a person of her age. She thrust out her chest, chuckling a little as she looked at me for approval of her gorgeously full, rounded tits, knowing that she was tantalizing this lecherous old man as he sat there enjoying the eye candy being doled out in small quantities to excite him just as much as was needed but nothing more than that. She turned around and shook her lovely arse at me, her tits still dangling down naked, briefly looking back and giggling, before wiggling around her short shorts, inching them down with her thumbs hooked in the waistband as she rocked her hips from side to side to expose her lovely knickerless arse, letting the shorts drop down her legs to the floor, before kicking them off. This arse was so lucky as I dearly wanted to grab it and lick and bite it all over. I controlled myself, I don’t know whether she wanted me to or not. My caution or ineptitude must have cost me so many opportunities in my life. Sigh. There was a distinct lack of underwear; there had been no bra under the white knitted top and no knickers under the short shorts. She had come prepared to tantalize the poor pathetic male that I was. She pranced around a little in her solid half high heeled shoes, doing a little dance, showing off her tits and her arse that was to die for. My hands just naturally gravitated to her hips and buns and she moved around to give me more access to them, until finally sitting down on my knee and then lap as I sat at the kitchen table. As we talked my hand plunged down between her legs for a handful of pussy. Without loosing a word of our conversation, she open her legs until my hand had clamped down on her deliciously plump vulva lips before closing her legs tight around my groping paw, as I squeezed, massaged and generally crushed her pussy. My other hand had found its way down to her arse and the side of her thigh, running it over the silky skin, savouring the shape of her leg as we had a lovely conversation about what I can’t remember and she wriggled about sitting on my still fully clothed cock. I’m sure she must have been able to feel the hardness of it up against her buns as she wriggled about, exciting me even more, prompting me to instinctively thrust up into her buns in a throbbing action, as I looked into her face. Her nipples and areolas were right there beside my face. I took as much of a handful of her breast as I could get into my hand and sucked on her nipple. She had slightly darker areolas and the little pimply things (I think they are called Montgomery glands) dotted the areolas around her erect nipples. I ran my tongue around each areola in turn circling the nipple before sucking down hard, filling my mouth with as much of her tit as I could, pulling back with a smack as the suction released before I plunged back down on her poor little nipple again. She seemed to be enjoying it as she held my head to each breast in turn, moving it from one to the other, simulating some lecherous human milking machine. I was slobbering all over both of them. I could feel my own saliva as I squeezed each tit, squelching and kneading the soft texture of the delightfully round melons as I sucked furiously and slobbered almost desperately. Pathetic male! I got up, stripped off her top, positioned her completely naked (except for her shoes) on the table and opened her legs to dangle over the edge as she reclined back supporting herself on her hands, once again with that cheeky grin of anticipation on her face, as to what I was going to do next. She was a wonderfully lovely sight. Her whole body (relatively) young and tight. Her breasts, still wet and glistening with saliva, jutted out proud and full, not so much pointy but more round and melon like, the nipples were erect and protruded out like organ stops. Such a horny sight! I was glad of the kitchen chair at that point; as I would have wrecked my back if I had to bend over and down to her pussy. You have to be comfortable when you are an old guy or you’ll pay for it tomorrow! I sat on the chair, bent over, my chin almost on the table top and rubbed my face all over her twat a couple of times, blowing raspberries once or twice propting an “oooo” from her and then a giggle. I parted her vulva lips with my thumbs and sucked and munched on her clit. I could tell by the oooing and aaaaghing that she was enjoying it and licking her twat was bringing out the animal in me as I slurped away and fingered her hole while I was there, poking my finger in and out, in and out, feeling the warm slipperiness. Her thighs quivered, I could feel it on the side of my face as she opened and close her legs trapping my head and pulling my mouth harder on to her twat. The quivering was probably involuntary, but she was jiggling her legs up and down and fidgeting back an forth in some sort of twitching dance that also involved thrusting her box into my face in a rhythmic fashion, as she wallowed in her orgasmic pleasure, until she finally went all quiet before letting out a scream of relief as she orgasmed. The constant twitching ceased and was replaced by two or three final violent muscle contractions before she collapsed back on the table on her elbows and panted a lot. We went on to root like animals for the rest of the day before she mercifully departed, leaving me to recover. I slept well that night; I was fucked in both senses of the word. I didn’t get a repeat performance. I left it up to her to contact me but I fear that I was merely an “older man” notch on her vagina.

23 December 2025

0 Comments

10 Likes

This is a true story with a bit of a twisting of words to try to make it a story worth writing. It is a story of 2 married people drawn together for hot fun through there own loveless marriages. The heat seemed to loosen the edges of the afternoon, stretching time into something slower. Sunlight rippled across the pool’s surface, and when she stepped closer, the air felt charged, heavy with the quiet of cicadas and distant traffic. Droplets traced lazy paths down her skin, catching the light as she laughed softly, the sound as cooling as the water itself. For a moment, everything felt suspended—no urgency, no plans—just the shared calm of shade, water, and a summer day that asked nothing more than to be felt. She glided past, her fingers brushed my arm in a way that felt anything but accidental. When she turned back, that smile lingered—playful, knowing—and her green eyes caught the light like glass beneath the surface. It sent a jolt through you, a rush of awareness that had nothing to do with the heat anymore. For a second she hovered there, treading water easily, watching to see if you’d follow. The pool felt smaller, quieter, charged with that wordless understanding where nothing has happened yet, but everything already feels inevitable. I moved to her, the water parting softly as your arms slipped around her. She met me without hesitation, warm and steady, and when our lips touched it felt unhurried, certain. Her legs circled your waist instinctively, drawing you closer, and the pool seemed to disappear around us. For a moment there was only the rhythm of the water, the sun on your shoulders, and the quiet intensity of being held like that—her hands at your neck, your forehead resting against hers when the kiss finally eased. She smiled again, softer this time, eyes half-lidded, as if the world had narrowed to just the two of you and the promise hanging between your breaths. I slide my hand down and undid her string bikini no resistance just a harder kiss, as i slid my finger into her hot married pussy, she moaned and kissed me again. Lifting her to the side of the pool so I could kiss, lick and suck her. All I wanted at that moment was to make her happy, make her loose herself. I licked and kissed her bald and so tasty pussy ( my Fetish) over and over until she begged me to stop, she told me to swap places. I climbed onto the edge of the pool, her green eyes looking at me with lust. as she took me in her mouth my head spun, it was wow. damn she knew what she was doing or was it the fact that my wife had not done that for so long but wow. As she continued to suck me and i held onto her head I was taken away thinking about how this started months ago at a BBQ with some harmless flirting, and some amazing timing had let it finally happen. She pulled me roughly into the water and in one quick movement wrapped around me and drew me into her, i knew and she knew this was just the start and was going to be a hard and fast encounter. I held her against the edge and pushed in and out with all the energy i had as she scratched my back and I filled her beautiful pussy full of my cum. floating wrapped together, still inside her she kissed me and smiled asking if I could take her to the shower and bed. More true storys depending on how they go, im no writer and flip and flop but it made me hard thinking about it again :)

23 December 2025

1 Comments

15 Likes

At the time I was living in a unit block of 6 units. I rented the unit 6 on the top floor which was on the right hand side of the block At the time I wasn't 30 years old yet. Like most people I masturbated and watched porn. The block of units next door was around 10 stories high. Now most normal people when there masturbating or having sex don't usually look out there bedroom window. This night I was jerking off and I had a towel to cum as I didn't want to get my sheets dirty. As I pulled back the covers and got the towel I noticed the lady in the next block looking from her kitchen window looking at me. I shot my load on the towel with her still watching. It turned out she could see from kitchen window right into my bedroom. One weekend I had a female friend stay over, we went to my room and I told her before anything had happened. I said, the lady next door can see right into my bedroom. Instead of being put off by that she thought it was horny. She started sucking my cock then we got into a 69. Rachel put her head up for a minute and told me she's at the window and she could see her hand move as if she was playing with her self. I licked Rachel's pussy like a mad man, putting my fingers inside her and sucking on her clit. I told Rachel I was close and she said I'm going to jerk you off so she can see the cum spurting out. I came and I could feel cum dripping down the shaft of my cock, all over Rachel's hand as she jerked me off, later on when we recovered we had the best fuck I've ever had.

22 December 2025

1 Comments

16 Likes

I’ve been dating this amazing woman for 4 dates now. Each date has been non-stop conversation and chemistry a buzz and lasting several hours when each one was supposed to be “just a catchup”. Deep eye contact while describing our dreams and experiences. Words of power filling the space between us, drawing us closer, with our eyes drilling each other, unsure as to whether its attention or longing. The last date ended with a hug, that had a pause and that moment where you both are unsure whether to go in or not. Again the date goes strong, conversation driving the chemistry as we joke and prepare food together. We take turns at the stirring of food, while we make drinks for each other. We eat our meals, full of aromas; chilli, rosemary, pepper, soy sauce; then we sidled up to each other for a movie. She lays her back and head on my chest and I put my arm around her chest and neck. The movie finishes and I get up to make another drink. When returning, she spills a little of her drink on my shirt. I take it off to dab the bramble gin out of the shirt. While it dries I sit down next to her again. We chat for a moment, joking about whether the spill was planned or not. We pause and sip our drinks. “I’m not a good gauge of whether someone is interested in me or not and can be naive and respectful to a fault. Can I kiss you?” I ask. “Of course, why do you think I splashed my drink”, she grins. I put my drink down, cup her chin in my hand and kiss her passionately, putting light suction on her bottom lip, subtly advising her of the passionate feelings that had developed over the respective dates. We kiss passionately for a while, kissing each other, lightly flicking our tongues and lips with our tongues. I pause and kiss her neck, lightly kissing her ear lobe and then giving some light suction to the nape of her neck. She leads me to the bedroom… the rest… is history.

15 December 2025

0 Comments

7 Likes

That morning, before going to work, we were in bed, half-awake. She was lying beside me, her head on my chest, her hand on my stomach, my arms around her. "When was the last time we made love?" she whispered. "I know you'll know." I did. "Last Saturday night after dinner," I replied. "A long time ago," she said. "We need to change that." My girlfriend slipped her hand under my shorts. "Let's see what else is awake," she said, taking my partially erect penis in her hand. With her expert touch and gentle movements, my penis quickly aroused and became fully erect. I pulled off my underwear and rolled onto my side. I knelt beside her legs and pulled her panties down off her feet. I spread her legs and touched her sensitive spot where the moisture was beginning to build up. I lifted her so I could remove her shirt, then gently lowered her and began kissing her softly and slowly on her mouth, neck, and shoulders. I stroked her breasts and nipples with my hands, then kissed and sucked on the same areas. She ran her hands through my hair and massaged my back, her legs wrapped around mine. We could have gone on like this for hours, but eventually we stopped and exchanged glances. My girlfriend caressed one side of my face with one hand, and with the other, she led me back to her peaceful sanctuary. I settled into her arms. Every moment of love with her is special, but the passion of the morning is different. It's slower and more sensual. We can watch each other. We don't feel rushed or burdened by the day's pressures. We remained motionless, enjoying our time together; me inside her, her surrounding me. I kissed her gently again, and began to move rhythmically. We clung to each other's arms. Our eyes met as I began to move faster. Our breathing quickened, and our whispers turned into soft moans. Finally, she arched her back and closed her eyes. A sigh of pleasure escaped her as desire washed over her. It was more than I could handle, so I moaned and released my load into her. I collapsed in her arms, trembling as the last of me escaped. She held me tenderly as I caught my breath. After a few minutes, I stood and kissed her again before pulling away. We shared one last kiss and smiled before parting to begin a new day—a good one indeed.❤️

13 December 2025

0 Comments

8 Likes

It was a hot and sticky afternoon walking along the bush track, and I mean sticky, like definite storm weather. My shirt clung to my body, my jeans felt like a thick layer of skin, even my boxers stuck to my legs and around my cock pulling it tight against my body. The feeling of it pulling my cock against my body actually felt good, too good.. I couldn't help think about that feeling and thinking about it was making my cock hard, noticeably hard to anyone that might look. But surely no one was going to look there? There weren't many people around anyway and those that were seemed to be in a hurry to leave. No one wanted to be trapped out here if a storm hit, no one but me. I Love the outdoors in a storm, it's so sexually arousing. Maybe that was adding to this feeling in my pants. That's when I realised she was watching me. She was about 5 1/2 ft tall, blue eyes, brown wavy hair, and a big smile made from the fullest set of lips I've ever seen. She was wearing a short blue dress, too short by far for bush walking. You could see the tops of her legs and just make out purple frilled panties underneath. That's when I realised she was looking at me staring at her there. I couldn't help it but my cock felt so hard now and it was throbbing. She slowly walked toward me and I was frozen. I couldn't move, except for my cock that was still throbbing harder than ever. She was right in front of me now and reached down and pulled off her panties. I was stunned. From under her dress I could see a larger than usual cock. I didn't know what to think or say, so I didn't. I did notice my cock was so hard and I couldn't believe how horny I was at that moment. I've never looked at nor thought of a man's cock. But then this wasn't a man's cock was it? I slowly put my hand forward and touched her, I held her cock and it felt so nice. She undressed me and lay me down on the grass then say in front of me on top of me with her large beautiful cock touching my face. I kissed it. It was heaven. Then she slid her cock between my lips into my mouth and I loved it. I ate her cock until she came and god did she taste so good. She sat on my cock after that and we fucked and fucked with the storm by then raging around us and making us feel like animals and fucking like beasts of the forest. At the moment I started to cum she bit me, slowly and deep, it was incredible, I just exploded and lost it and so did she. We were wild for those few moments and free. We kept fucking and playing with each other until the storm was over. It was the first best day of my life. We're together now, we know there could be no others that would do for us. We are one and nothing could break that bond we share. Our life together is incredible and our sex life is fantastic and every storm we go bushwalking. I am a new being and my mind has forever been opened.

12 December 2025

0 Comments

2 Likes

As the fog of sleep slowly cleared from my mind I became aware of my surroundings. The sun was streaming through cracks in the curtains, lighting a beautiful scene. A naked Lucia was bending down on her hands and knees, gently stroking my balls and kissing the velvety tip of my cock, which was rapidly hardening. Her hair hung like a curtain, tickling the shaft as she moved her soft lips over my foreskin. What a way to wake up! It was so wonderful I didn’t want to break the spell so pretended to still be asleep, and watched through ¾ closed eyes as she worshipped my dick. My foreskin half rolled back as my cock grew to full hardness and I watched her slowly and gently run the tip of her tongue up the full length of my shaft and back down again to my balls, loving the contrast between the soft skin and the now iron-hard flesh beneath. She kissed my balls and slowly, softly, sucked one in to her mouth as she wrapped those beautiful hands round my dick. This was almost too much to bear, I gave a sharp intake of breath which I tried to stifle as she rolled my ball around inside her wet mouth. As she moved her tongue back up towards my tip, my whole cock, and it felt like my whole body, was now quivering with desire. Then she wrapped her hand around my shaft again and gently rolled my foreskin the rest of the way down, fully exposing the fat head, and studied it for what felt like a minute but was probably a second or two, then reached out her tongue, touched the super sensitive spot under the head, and ran her tongue all around the head, lubing it up, and planted a big fat kiss right on the hole. She breathed, warm breath making my head twitch, opened her beautiful mouth and slowly, ever so slowly, engulfed the whole head of my cock, the hot, wet pocket of her mouth sucking me in. It was too much. I groaned, I couldn’t help it, and my hips thrust up involuntarily, desperate to push myself deeper into my mouth. She pulled off quickly and gave me a devilish look under her hair. “You’re awake!” she cried. I shrugged, grinned, and said “Yeah, for a couple of minutes now.” “Cheeky bastard!” she laughed, throwing a pillow at me, and giggled. I reached out to her as she crawled up the bed into my arms and kissed her hard on the mouth. We breathed in each others’ scent, looked at each other and both smiled, remembering the wild night before. I looked around at the ruined sheets, scattered clothes, underwear and shoes on the floor and grinned. The memories made my still hard cock twitch against her thigh. “Mmm” she murmured, wrapping her hand round it, “I’m remembering too. What a night.” I ran my hand down over her back and flank and then her gorgeous rump. She shifted, moving her leg up which I figured was to give me access so I took the advantage she wanted me to, touching her pussy lips. She shivered. Her lips were slightly swollen, soft and slick. “I showered,” she whispered, “but you guys pumped so much cum in me I can feel it still coming out” “Want more?” I asked, “I don’t think I’ve finished with you yet.” She didn’t answer, just wrapped her arm round the back of my head and kissed me with a wide open mouth. I responded, and moved my hand off her pussy and up to her delicious boob, holding it, cupping it, feeling its weight and running my thumb over her stiffening nipple as we snogged. She wriggled against me, tightening her grip on my dick and started to slowly jack it back to full hardness. She talked at me between deep kisses: “Put this… beautiful thing… where it belongs… in me… don’t mess about… just fuck me… I need you inside me… now!” She rolled on her back, opened her thighs wide to receive me, and pulled me on top of her without ever letting go of my cock. Then gave just one or two rubs over her lips, placed me at her hole, and pushed her hips at me, taking the tip in. Then it was my turn. I gave it to her in one slow, deep thrust, all the way in to my balls, loving the way her lips parted with a slight gasp as I bottomed out in her. Her pussy was intoxicating… hot and wet. We started to fuck, not super fast but sensuously, deep powerful thrusts as I ground myself against her clit, kissing all the time. She lifted and opened her thighs further to urge me in even deeper, pussy walls rippling and clenching against my cock. Despite the battering Mike and I had given it the night before, her pussy was still beautifully tight against my girth. She started rolling her hips against each thrust to catch her clit at just the right angle. I felt I could feel every ridge and vein on my cock each time I thrust it into her tightness as she gripped me. Lucia started gasping, her chest flushing as she started to reach her peak. She gripped me harder with her hand, digging her nails into my back and then moving down to grab my arse, pulling me into her. “Don’t stop don’t stop,” she gasped, “keep doing that I’m going to come.” I knew she was close from the feeling on my cock. Her depths were opening up, getting suddenly hot and wet and open, just as the entrance to her pussy was tightening even further. It was like her womb was sucking me into her. My balls were swinging, smashing against her ass as she lifted her thighs even higher one last time, shuddered, grabbed my arse and rammed me into her for one final thrust. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhh omigod omigod omigod,” she cried as her pussy convulsed round my cock, “yes yes yes yes yes!” I rode her through her orgasm, not needing my own release yet but just marvelling at this beautiful mature woman in the depths of her ecstasy. Mike was a lucky guy. Eventually she came down from her high and kissed me. My still hard cock slipped out of her now gaping gash, slick with her juices and we decoupled. She shook her hair, smiled at me, and reached out for the bedside cabinet - then passed me her phone and some lube. “Time for you to make your own video for you and Mike,” she said with one eyebrow arched, then rolled over and stuck her magnificent rump in the air. ****************************************** I’d ‘met’ Mike and Lucia online through a hook up site. I’d only been looking for online chat and so had they, but we had a mutual interest in experimenting with wife swapping & watching; I’d dabbled myself with my wife Jackie in the past. Mike and Lucia were a touch older than us but not outrageously so. We all 4 of us chatted in various combos, some of it just small talk and some of it turning each other on. The chat got racier as time went on. Mike especially expressed his desire to see Lucia take a big cock. What really did it for him was seeing his conservative Italian wife turn into a raging slut. And once she’d seen my pictures, she became obsessed with the idea of taking me up her arse. She’d only done anal with Mike and his dick wasn’t short, but it was pretty slim. In our messaging she said she wanted to be ‘absolutely split wide open’. In the end she sent me a video of Mike doing her tight hole with a well lubed dildo, just with the message ‘Wish you were here’. That was it for me, I decided we’d have to make this happen so we made arrangements to meet. Their kids were grown up so they were happy to host but at the last minute J couldn’t make it and I thought we’d have to cancel but she sent me with her blessing. We’d both played together and apart in the past so we were cool with it. I’d met with M&L in a cocktail bar and we’d instantly hit it off in person, and Mike and I had taken his wife home and fucked her senseless before all collapsing and sleeping together. He’d had to get up for work but had told me to take my time… and to take his wife. So that’s what had led me to where I was now: with my dick about to be buried to the hilt in the gorgeous mature arse of a dark Italian beauty. *********************************** My cock instantly twitched back to full hardness, the head straining through my foreskin. This sight gets me going like no other - a beautiful, mature woman offering herself up. I don’t know what it is - the slightly submissive nature of the act… the wonderful visuals… the anticipation of imminently being enveloped in her. Maybe it’s all of the above. I bent down and kissed the small of her back, feeling the almost imperceptible down there, and she shivered. I kissed around her peachy arse, imperceptibly breathing on her pussy but not touching it with my lips or my tongue yet, building the anticipation. She was pushing her bum towards me, begging me to tongue her. Finally after circling round I relented and placed the flat tip of my tongue at the base of her cunt as I looked at it and pushed it forward onto her clit. She grunted. Then I ran my tongue all the way up, spreading and splitting her pussy lips, to her perineum and finally her tight little arsehole. I made my tongue tip into a point and pushed it in. “Oooooohhhhhh,” she moaned, ‘yes, more.” I’ve been used to sneaking oral stimulation of a woman’s perineum & arsehole in the past – it often (usually?) really gets many going if they’re hot enough, forbidden fruit and all that – but sometime you have to flick away before they realise what you’re doing. But this woman was offering her rear up, she wanted this, so there were no such qualms. I rimmed her for minutes, licking round her arse and pushing my tongue in, occasionally moving back down to her pussy and tasting her juice, then back up to her ring to use that juice to lube and open her up. This gave me free access to invade her pussy with my fingers and I started thrusting one then two fingers into her, rippling over her G spot as my tongue kept up the oral assault. She was mewing and clutching at her tits with one hand, twisting her nipple hard. Eventually I pulled away and knelt up close, my cock like an iron bar and throbbing against her behind. “Pussy first,” she whispered, “then stretch me out a bit before you try the back door” I got up on my knees, lined up my fat helmet with her opening, and sank my cock into her soaking, hot pussy with one deep thrust. I closed my eyes at the wonderful feeling and left myself buried to the hilt, as she pushed back trying to get me even deeper into her. Then slowly pulled out and rammed home again, hearing her juices squelch and ramming the air out of her lungs. I lubed up my fingers and spread lube all around her beautiful arsehole, before easing one finger in…I could feel my cock moving in her on the other side of the membrane separating those beautiful holes. A few strokes of my finger and I could feel her arse relaxing and gently pulsing against my finger. I got some more lube and eased a second finger into her. Not moving it yet until her hole got used to the girth then gently easing it in and out with my cock still buried in her cunt. “I think I’m ready to take you up my arse,” she gasped. “go slow.” I pulled my cock from her, glistening with her juices, and as I pulled my fingers from her rear entrance replaced it with the tip of my cock. Her arsehole visibly shrank back. I reached for the lube again and slathered the head of my cock with it then pushed very gently forward. “Unnnhhhh,” she groaned. I pushed in half inch by half inch, marvelling at the sight of her ring stretching and expanding to take my thick shaft. With every thrust, every deeper penetration, she scrabbled at the sheets with her hands. Finally I was in her to the hilt, my balls resting against her slick, wet pussy. I swear I could feel it pulsing against them. She reached back and put her hand on my hip, an unspoken need to let her get used to being ‘split wide open’. I could feel her opening and relaxing further as if she was sucking my cock in to her tightest hole. I didn’t move, other than the throbbing of my cock with every heartbeat. I could feel her hole spreading so very slowly to accommodate my girth. I picked up the phone to film our coupling POV style, pointing down at where my cock was joined to her arse. After what seemed an age – a delicious, sensual age - she was ready. “Mmnnnnnnn,” she purred, “now you can start fucking me.” Her wish was my command. I took it slow and continued to dribble more lube to our coupling point. As my shaft pulled out of her it swirled around, then with each gentle stroke in it would be more worked in to her. However powerful my urges, I let her dictate the pace. I wanted this to be the best fuck she’d ever had. She started pushing back on to me, showing she wanted it harder and faster so I made my strokes longer and deeper. Now with each thrust the breath was being knocked from her. She reached under her and scraped her nails along my balls as they mashed against her pussy. Trying to video this with my sap rising when I wanted to be grabbing her hips and starting to ram her properly was getting a bit bloody difficult to be honest and she sensed it. She pulled forward and my cock pulled out of her arse with a ‘pop’, leaving it gaping open – I mercifully caught this sight on the video before I tossed the phone to the side. I’d had enough of filming and wanted to get lost in the fucking. She rolled over and lifted her legs high and wide and beckoned me back to her with that beautiful sweet smile. I grabbed her thighs just above the knee and rolled her hips up, and put my cock head right back at the tight hole it had just vacated. She nodded at me urgently, and I pushed in forcefully, giving her half my cock in the first thrust. Despite her being already stretched out, her eyes still rolled in her head and she groaned loudly. I grabbed for more lube, pulled out again, poured lube on her arse and my cockhead and rammed back in, hard. This time I went in to the hilt and her thighs shuddered in my hands. I dropped my hands to the bed with my shoulder now bracing against her thighs and started to fuck her arse. Long and deep strokes to start and then getting harder and harder. She was completely stretched open now and losing it, and could take me pounding her as hard as I had her cunt the night before. Her beautiful soft tits were rolling around as I nailed her looking deep into her eyes as her red lips parted. I had still had loads of lube on my hands so moved one thumb to her clit and started rolling it around as I fucked her rear. She started urgently nodding at me and pulled at my hips and a deep flush rose over her chest. I dipped my lube covered thumb down to, then into her soaking pussy and then scooped the combined sticky mess on to her clit and pushed hard this time as I rolled my thumb. Instantly she threw her head back, eyes closed, and clutched hard at my hips. “Gonna cum!” she yelled, “come with me, come with me.” She started shuddering, pushed her hips up towards the ceiling and squirted, spraying juice all over the root of my cock where I was still forcing it into her hole. I couldn’t hold back, I grabbed her thighs, rammed my cock in as deep as I could go and roared like a lion. After the previous night, I was pretty empty so whilst I’d love to say I pumped a massive load up her, it was in reality 2 or 3 squirts but the orgasm was an intense as if I’d unloaded a full pair of balls. We were clutching at each other, shaking and shuddering, but after the first blast of intensity looking into each others eyes in pure pleasure. As my softening cock dropped from her hole, I grabbed for the phone again and snapped a photo of my cum weeping from her stretched ring, I knew Mike wanted to see this. I realised the video recording had still been running. I’m sure there was no vision from where I’d tossed it, but it would have caught all the sounds of the last 5 minutes of our fuck. A smile played over my lips as I thought how fucking erotic that would be for Mike.

10 December 2025

3 Comments

14 Likes

Last week I met a guy at his home office. An architect working from home. He sent me lots of pics of his 8inch uncut shlong, that kept me keen to feel it. After some chatting I got dressed. He said he always fantasised about receiving head under his office table. I crawled from the door of his office to under his desk. Just wearing boxers I could see he was already hard. I started bitting his shaft through his boxers. I pulled them down and his dick flung out at attention. I licked and sucked his balls for a while and did long licks up his shaft licking all sides. When I put his head in my mouth I could taste the excitement. I went down as far as I could and relaxed and went a bit further, I could feel the head of his cock enter my throat. So I did my favourite thing suck from the tip to throating it. After doing that slowly for about 20mins, he said let me put it up ya. I got up and he turned me around and bent me over the desk. He lifted my mini skirt up and started to slap his dick on my but cheeks. He put a condom on and lube and pulled my g-string down to my stockings, he then tried to put it in my arse. He squeezed the head in pulled it out and again put the head in plus an inch then said I'm cumming. He said that's so tight and sexy I couldn't stop myself from blowing... so my anal experience after 4yrs was 8 seconds. He wants to see me again but is married and rarely available.

7 December 2025

0 Comments

7 Likes

It was my first time and I lost my virginity. The woman I slept with was the hottest girl in the uni unit. I've heared numerous stories on how peoples first times all typically go bad so I prepped myself emotionally for any dissapointment. It was once I undressed infront of someone for the firsr time and saw a gorgeous woman jaw drop to my hung cock drop heavy as it curved up as if pointing at her, that I first felt confident in the sense of conquest. That night we fucked from 8:30pm all the way to 6am the next day (with 5 min breaks for water/gatorade) I held my cum in for over an hour, for a moment it felt like my cum leaked out slightly. But for her she expressed the large burning sensation of semen that filled up her insides that I stretched, how much it flooded her womb. But I wasn't done, it felt simply like a leak for me, not a orgasm. So as she thought it was over and her body twitched severely from all her climaxes. I kept fucking that woman til her pale as a ghost face turned red and her eyes rolled back all the way to heaven. Ending off with cumming in her mouth. I continued to relieve her where her bf failed to do. In the cinema, at the park during the night, everywhere. And it was always over an hour.

6 December 2025

0 Comments

7 Likes

I’ve known Jessica for years. We were colleagues for about 5 years and worked extremely closely together. It was a real meeting of minds, a mutual admiration society of our equally important but complementary skills, and we made a great team, nailing some serious deals and making very good money for the firm and ourselves in the process. It also helped that we had the hots for each other, and I’m sure we both knew – I certainly had no doubt, although we’d never spoken about it. The buzz of attraction really gave our business dynamics an edge and I’m sure it was a part of our success.   We’d never acted on it either, despite plenty of opportunity on business trips. Both of us were happily married and we knew each others’ spouses too, socializing on semi regular occasions.   I left the company we both worked for and set up on my own. At some point I had every intention of bringing her in as a partner and even chose a name that would work if that happened, but she needed to take a brave pill to make the jump. We still caught up regularly, having lunch every 3-4 months and her & hubs would come to our annual summer garden party.   These lunches……very quickly they became equal parts business chat and flirting sessions. We were both – again without anything being said, it didn’t need to be – engaged in an arms race of dressing up to impress our erstwhile ‘partner’. With every meeting we’d both be trying harder to look our most attractive. I knew this was a dangerous game but we still hadn’t even said anything to each other, let alone touched each other. It almost became a source of pride that we hadn’t.   Until this week, that is.   We’d arranged to meet outside the metro station near her office and go somewhere from there. I’d put on my best, most flattering shirt and best suit and liberally doused myself in my most bedroom aftershave. I spotted her as soon as I reached the top of the escalator and grinned. The arms race was continuing. She had one a snugly fitting skirt suit and silky blouse, the most ridiculous heels ever – she’s only 5’1” and these were at least 4” high – and, as I got closer, I could see quicky from the telltale slight slackness at ankle and knee she had non hold-up stockings on her legs, not tights. Her jacket obscured her hips but I knew if it didn’t, the suspender straps would be obvious too. My cock instantly twitched and I laughed to myself.   We kissed and hugged our hellos and picked a restaurant. Lunch was great – the usual chat and connection, with heavy flirting. So far, so normal, we’ve done this lots of times. She looked great – she’s mostly Greek, her brown skin looked wonderful and we were doing our usual laughing, smiling and banter.   As we left she said ‘I’ve got a new proper office, want to come and say Hi to people and see it?”   “Sure, sounds great,” I replied   There wasn’t anything in this – totally innocent at this stage, just with the usual underlying buzz. We walked into her office building and hit the lift button for the 17th floor.   I honestly hadn’t planned anything, but as the lift door closed my hand touched hers purely by accident. It was like an electric shock. She audibly gasped and I looked at her. The mutual lust was instantly there, irresistible. Another intake of breath and I saw her boobs visibly *shiver*. I looked down and saw past the gape of her jacket her right tit quivering, with a very obvious, very erect nipple – and no bra. At that point I was gone. My eyes flicked up to hers and locked, her lips parted, and I could not hold back. I reached for her and kissed her hard, mashing my lips into hers as she melted into my arms. Bloody hell. Our tongues tangled as we kissed each other passionately, urgently, with wet, open mouths.   As the lift slowed we pulled ourselves apart and just looked at each other deep in lust, both breathing heavily. We swept in to the floor and it was quiet. A decision was made, by both of us. She looked around, saw no one around, looked at me and flicked her head towards a door.   “My new office,” she said, “Come on.”   As we stepped towards it she put her hand in mine, shaking slightly, then pulled at my hand urgently, into her office and I kicked the door shut without letting go of her.   I pulled her to me, turned her round and kissed her again, we had hands everywhere, in each others hair, on each others’ backsides, holding each others faces. I tried to push my leg between hers but her skirt was too tight, she wriggled against my pants feeling my need for her as she rubbed against my cock. I shrugged my jacket off and tossed it on the floor and kissed her neck, making her gasp as I snaked my hand inside her jacket too.   I ripped her jacket open not caring for the button, which flew off into the corner, and tugged her jacket down and off. She pushed her chest at me, nipples now clearly straining at the blouse which was – the arms race again – a size too small. So this is where it had got us. She’d come out braless to get herself hot while we flirted.   I’d had no thought as to what she was like in ‘bed’ but her response so far was screaming sub, of wanting to be pushed around. I could do that. I spun her round and kissed the nape of her neck as I snaked my hands up under her blouse and on to her ripe, quivering tits. She shivered and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as I nuzzled it.   With my left hand still mauling her boobs I moved my right hand outside her blouse and slipped the buttons open for better access. I kissed and sucked her earlobe as I moved my right hand back to her right tit and squeezed and twisted her hard nipple, eliciting a gasp. She was showing all the signs of a woman who liked it a bit rough and wanted to be nailed, hard. We were both well past the point of no return. She didn’t need much in the way of foreplay, I just needed to be inside her.   With a hand on the back of her neck I pushed her down over her desk and pulled madly at her skirt trying to ruck it up over her hips. As I pulled it over her arse I got my next surprise – no panties. She’d come out for lunch deliberately without underwear. No wonder she was horny. I growled my approval.   “You little fucking tart. You came out naked under your clothes to turn yourself on.”   She didn’t say anything but was gasping and wriggling her arse backwards, pushing it up and out as, released from the confines of her skirt, she parted her legs. Her pussy lips were visibly wet and gaping, peeking out at me from a nest of dark hair. I raised my hand over her arse and bright it down sharply, smacking her just lightly this first time. She groaned and wriggled, pushing her arse further out towards me, an open invitation. I smacked her again, harder this time, leaving a red mark on her brown mediterranean skin.   The charge of the situation demanded action, not words. I unzipped and pulled my pants down and got my cock ready for action. She was literally wriggling her bum at me and opening her legs even wider. Planting one hand on the small of her back I ran one finger down from her arsehole and over her pussy lips, feeling how soaking she was, then back up and pushed it in roughly. She moaned. Withdrawing my finger I made it two and pushed back in. Fuck she was tight. She moaned again as I pushed deep inside her. Fuck she was wet. I pulled my fingers out and sucked her juice from them. Unbelievably sweet and delicious, my cock hardened even more but I had to taste her properly.   I pushed her over even harder and held her there as I brought my mouth to her bum, quivering with a slight downy covering and my fingers entered her again. Then ran my tongue down, over her arsehole and down to her pussy as I pulled my fingers out and on to her clit as my tongue entered her hole. She was mewing and pushing at me, she tasted fucking fantastic but the angles weren’t easy. She just needed cock at this point and I wasn’t big on messing around either. I stood, licked my fingers clean and planted the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy.   As my tip opened her folds I realized she hadn’t even seen my cock, let alone touch or suck it, that’s how fast we were moving. The whole thing was so fucking erotic my cock was like an iron bar and as big as it’d ever been. I grinned. I’ve always been proud of my girth and I knew from my fingers just how tight this woman was. She was going to get a bit of a shock here.   I took one last, long look at my friend’s arse, squirming around as she tried to push herself back on to me, framed with her suspenders and stockings, almost as if I was trying to take a picture with my mind. Then I rammed my cock half way in. She squealed   “Ahhhhh!”, she cried, “go slow, go slow.”   I gave her inch after inch, forcing her open. I’d never felt a cunt so tight and wet. With each thrust forward she gasped, with each pull back her lips grasped at my shaft. Finally I bottomed out in her and held myself deep in my best friend’s wet hole.   “Fuck that’s thick”, she gasped, “Fucking hell. So good.”   I just stayed buried in her, not moving, revelling in the feeling of her hot pussy firmly grasping my shaft, revelling in the sight of my friend’s, my colleague’s arse splayed wide with my cock buried deep in her. She was squirming her hips trying to feel me as deep as she could.   “Fuck yourself on to me,” I ordered   Bracing her hands on the desk she pulled forward. The visuals of her lips pulling at my cock were incredible. Then pushed back on to me hard, giving out an ‘ooff’ as her arse hit my body. Then again, pulling forward further this time and rotating her hips to feel my cock opening her up before shoving back and impaling herself. She started fucking me, using me like a live dildo, with every hard shove back knocking the air from herself. For me this was amazing, her pussy was running with juice and her tight hole was like a hot soaking wet glove gripping my hand. After one really hard shove back she stopped, her head laid sideways on the desk, lips parted, gasping for air.   “More,” I commanded, “Keep fucking yourself, use my cock.”   “Nnnnnnnn,” she moaned, “can’t. Close already.”   I couldn’t believe she was close to coming already but OK, my turn I guess. I put my hands on her hips and pushed them forward to open her wide, pulled back and then rammed back in, thrusting so hard her foot came off the floor. She yelled out loud.   “Fuck me, Rob. Please fuck me. Fuck I need this. Just don’t cum in me,” she gasped   I battered her. I can’t find another word for it, I was fucking her so hard. Her desk was shaking and moving, her hands scrabbling at the top for purchase as I rammed into her again and again. I picked up her right leg and pushed it on to the desk so she was opened even wider for my assault. The sight of her shoe on the desk, her stockings pulling around all over the place, her arse rippling and shoving back on to me to meet my thrusts drove me on ever harder and that pushed her over the edge.   She yelled, made one last attempt to grab the desk and push herself back on to me as her cunt pulsed and clenched round my shaft, a squirt of juices soaking my balls as she shuddered through a huge cum, pushing herself back on to me in time with the pulsations in her pussy.   Her legs practically collapsed from her orgasm and there was no way we could keep going in this position, the position was tough enough as it was with her being a short girl. I pulled out, picked her up and spun her round, hoisting her with hands under her arse like a rag doll and dropped her behind on to her desk as she flopped back on to it.   This was better. Her lack of height wasn’t an issue like this. I pushed her legs high and wide and re-entered her. Again she was deliciously tight and wet, her eyes widened as I the fat head of my cock forced her open and then sank deep into her hot, wet folds. She pushed herself up and looked down to where we were coupled and her eyes went wide. I realized this was the first time she’d even seen the cock that had just made her cum so hard.   “So big!” she cried ,“fuck me fuck me fuck me!”   After she’d cum that first time she was wet, open, gaping and I ploughed her relentlessly. Her juices squirted round my shaft with every powerful thrust, running down on to my balls as they smashed into her arse. The feeling of nylon moving around under my hands as I held her thighs just above the knee as I pounded her was intoxicating. My eyes travelling along her legs to her arched feet and crazy heels pointing at the ceiling and quivering, driving me on to fuck her ever harder.   She moved her legs even wider open and her feet down, using them to pull on my hips and pull me into her relentlessly, the cool leather of her shoes felt amazing on my arse as my cock started swelling and I got close to the point of no return.   She could see in my face and feel in the urgency of my thrusts I was getting close. I wanted this fuck to last for ever but its passion and power was a large part of why it was so damn good so I wasn’t holding back.   “Go on,” she gasped at me with a husky voice, “your turn, your turn, cum for me, cum with me.”   I could feel the sap rising in my balls and couldn’t hold back. Remembering what she’d said earlier I half-heartedly tried to pull out but she shook her head violently, grabbed for me and pulled me deep into her, and locked her heels on to my arse pulling me deep into her   ‘NO!’ she shouted, but she meant yes, she couldn’t help herself, nodding urgently at me.   Fuck. I buried myself balls deep and exploded. She locked eyes with me with a joyous look as she felt my powerful spurts as I emptied my balls in her, 7 or 8 huge gouts of cum smashing into her womb. Her heels were pulling my hips into her as hard as I was shoving myself in to the absolute hilt, and my spurting sperm sent her over the top again and I felt her cunt clenching and unclenching on my shaft, milking me dry.   We both came down, shuddering, eventually. We looked at each other and with the lust sated, knew we had crossed a massive line.   “A one off” she gasped. “We can’t – ever – do this again.”   I just nodded. I felt guilty but elated at the same time. I didn’t want to uncouple, if my cock was only going to be in this woman once I didn’t want it to end. But I knew she was right. Eventually nature made its own move and my softening cock slipped out of her and my cum gushed from her open pussy and fell on to her desk “Fuck,” she said, “what a mess.”   I knew she meant it in more than one way. And she was right with that too. We cleaned ourselves and each other up and sorted our dress out   That was last week. I’ve already wanked myself stupid on at least 5 occasions since, remembering the absolute urgent lust and incredible feelings of finally fucking my mate. I know it’s wrong but I still can’t stop.

4 December 2025

2 Comments

22 Likes