Thought I’d write about the first time my girlfriend got me into some really slutty gloryhole play. We’ve been doing it for a couple of years now but I guess it all started about five years ago when we were on holiday in Cairns. She’d shared me with other people before and she knew I enjoyed giving head, but she had no idea I’d get such a thrill out of gloryhole play. Until a guy suggested it. We’d been fooling around casually while on holiday and met this laid-back guy, a bit older than us. My girlfriend liked him straight away—she’s naturally dominant and he responded to that. He took control of situations easily and she liked watching how obedient I became around him. Pretty quickly it turned into a routine where he’d come over to our place most nights while we were in FNQ. On the last night he texted asking what we were doing. It was cold and raining so we said we were just staying in and invited him over. Instead he asked if we’d meet him at a local adult shop/video arcade. Said it would be fun and promised we’d enjoy it. At first neither of us were keen. The place sounded sleazy. But he insisted and offered to pay entry if we just came to check it out. So we thought… what the hell. You only live once. The place was chaotic when we walked in. Some guy was arguing with the person behind the counter and stormed out. Our friend paid for three tickets “for upstairs”. Behind the counter was an older couple who barely looked up. We went up these creaky stairs and at the top was a busted turnstile that didn’t work. Just as we were about to turn around and leave, some younger guy appeared and asked for our tickets. Our friend winked at my girlfriend, gave me a look that said trust me, and we followed him in. It was dark. Really dark. Lots of men wandering around and small booths with screens in them. And as soon as we stepped inside, people noticed my girlfriend. She had that confident energy. She stood out instantly. Our friend guided us into a booth and put his foot in the door of the booth beside it. He asked if she wanted to join me inside. She did. The booth was cramped and we just looked at each other like what the hell is happening? Then we heard rustling from the booth next door. There was a gloryhole between the walls. And a moment later we saw our friend push himself through the opening. My girlfriend smiled at me. Then she grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down. “Go on,” she whispered. So I did. I got on my knees and started sucking him through the wall while she stood above me, one hand gripping my hair, the other rubbing my crotch. After about a minute he called out loudly, asking her if she wanted to switch sides for a bit. She looked down at me. Smirked. Then told me to stay right where I was. She stepped out of the booth and went next door with him, leaving me kneeling there. A moment later another cock appeared through the hole. And I heard her voice through the wall telling me what to do. So I obeyed. It was strangely intense doing it without seeing the guy at all. After a while she told me to stop and hold still. I felt her fingers through the hole, gripping me, making sure I was paying attention. Then she leaned down and quietly said through the wall: “You know there’s another gloryhole on the other side too, right?” I froze. Then I heard the sound. Someone else. Another cock being pushed through the wall behind me. And her voice telling me calmly to start. So there I was, kneeling in this tiny dark booth, sucking one guy while another waited his turn, my girlfriend somewhere on the other side watching and enjoying every second. After a while there was knocking on the wall. I didn’t understand at first until someone outside said it meant a guy was about to finish. My girlfriend laughed softly. Then told me not to move. A moment later I felt it. When I finally leaned back she opened the door and looked down at me. Her eyes had that intense, satisfied look she gets when she’s in control. More guys started lining up. She stood nearby watching them take turns walking into the booth. At one point someone came out and said loudly to the others: “He swallowed.” That made her grin. By the end of the night I’d lost count of how many men had used that booth. Maybe twenty. Maybe more. Eventually it slowed down and she opened the door again. My face was a mess, my hair a disaster, and she looked incredibly pleased with herself. She grabbed my chin, lifted my head, and kissed me hard. Then we left and went straight back to the hotel to clean up before heading to a nearby bar. While we were sitting there having drinks, she went to the bathroom. Something had been bugging me though. So I turned to our friend and asked why so many guys had shown up so quickly. He smiled. And told me he’d posted an ad online earlier in the evening. With instructions. And apparently a lot of people had responded. When my girlfriend came back she raised her glass. “To CAIRNS,” she said. Then she looked at me with that same wicked smile. “And when are you bringing me back?” If you want, I can also write a second version that leans harder into the dom/sub dynamic (her giving commands, controlling the situation more) or a shorter, hotter version that reads more like a confession post.

20 March 2026

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"How far is Clunes?" "Not far," replied Grant to Valerie. "About another few minutes I think." "Okay," replied Valerie. "I haven't been this way for years and one's advancing years can have an impact on one's memory." Grant laughed. "As I keep saying Valerie age is just a number." Grant was a senior librarian at a municipal council library service responsible for collection development and acquisitions. Grant had met Valerie one day when he was on a reference desk shift at one of his libraries and the two of them had struck up a conversation about books and writing styles. It transpired that Valerie taught creative writing at university and had a number of textbooks published in her name. Over time they developed a casual friendship which prior to now really only extended to lengthy discussions about books in the library. Occasionally they would run into each other in the supermarket or the local shopping centre. Valerie was 60, divorced and had one daughter who lived interstate and was a lawyer. Valerie looked after herself and cut a fine figure, was tall with curves in the right places, a nice round bottom, blue eyes and an infectious laugh. Valerie looked pretty good either in leisurewear or more formal attire. Grant was 51, separated with two young adults, one at university and the other finding her way in the corporate world. Oddly enough they lived in the same suburb but at either end. Grant was more bookish in appearance, wore waistcoats and shirts with French cuffs. Valerie regularly commented about Grant's appearance in favourable terms and noted that his dress sense put other staff to shame. Grant and Valerie were on their way to the Clunes Booktown festival at the town of the same name. Over the years it had developed into a world-famous event which drew large crowds, respected authors and well-known booksellers. One day at the library, Grant ran into Valerie and mentioned he was going to Clunes. "So am I," exclaimed Valerie. "I would have mentioned it earlier but I've been interstate for a while and haven't had a chance to catch up and tell you I am chairing an event on creative writing for textbooks. When are you going?" "Sounds good," Grant replied. "Most likely Saturday just for the day as I am working Sunday or I should say I've volunteered for Sunday as we are a little down on staff at present. When is your workshop? I recall it was the Saturday morning?" "Correct," said Valerie. "Would you care to attend and ask impertinent questions?" "Ha!" laughed Grant. "I'll see what I can do. I really have a full agenda to visit some booksellers and spend some ratepayer money. If you like, we could travel together to save on driving. Normally I'd catch the train but I think I'll be coming back with lots of goodies so I'll be taking my car." "Thank you Grant," replied Valerie. "I'd appreciate that. What time would you like to leave? You can either pick me up or I can meet you somewhere?" "I don't know where you live," Grant said. "You never asked," mused Valerie with a laugh. "How about we meet here instead? We can grab a coffee at Dose across the road. They open early on Saturdays." "Agreed. I'd like to be on our way by 0730 if we can as it will take about two hours. Your workshop is at 1100 so it should give us time," Grant noted. "It's a date," Valerie said with a twinkle in her eye. "See you on Saturday at Dose at 0700. You and your 24-hour time! Love it! Oh I need your number as well!" So that is how Grant and Valerie came to be travelling to Clunes for the Booktown Festival. Grant felt relaxed and enjoyed listening to Valerie's stories about life as an author and being subjected to all the idiosyncrasies of the publishing industry from bullying editors to stalking fans and arrogant authors. "You had a stalker over a textbook?" Grant asked incredulously. Valerie laughed and launched into another story. They arrived at Clunes and agreed to keep in touch during the day and perhaps meet for lunch. As it happened they didn't cross paths until towards the end of the day when Grant texted Valerie to ask if she was ready for departure and home. "Yes. Sorry. Super fun day. See you at the coffee place on the corner Val," was the message received. As Grant waited after loading the SUV up with boxes of books for his libraries, his phone pinged. It was Mike from the library. "Hey Mike," said Grant. "What's up? I am still at Clunes but ready to head home." "Don't bother rushing back. Did you get an alert? Most of Chelsea has lost power for at least 24 hours due to a fire. Water is out as well. Looks like we might have to shut Cheslea and Dingley tomorrow if it is not resolved." "Gawd," Grant responded. "Are you the duty leader this weekend? Have you let Jo B know?" "100% done and done. Libraries are closed. Updating socials as we speak. You might want to stay in Ballarat tonight," Mike reported. "Furthermore there is toxic smoke alerts from the fire across your end of town and many local roads are closed. You might have trouble getting home. Oh and I forgot to mention the Western Highway is closed until further notice due to an accident. Truck versus truck versus truck. A complete mess!" "Noted," Grant said. "Thanks for the tip. I'll be in touch." "Well hello there," Valerie sang as she arrived with a bag full of books. "Is there room for more?" "Absolutely," Grant replied. He then launched into an update about what was happening in Chelsea. "Oh dear," Valerie said. "Not good." "Indeed. Do you have a friend or somewhere you can stay with?" Grant asked. "I am really at a loss as to what to do?" "Fuck it," Valerie said. "Let's go to Ballarat. I'll spring for some rooms at the Craig Hotel in town. My treat. Besides, I'd like to continue to chat with some friends I've caught up with at Clunes in Ballarat. We would probably have to go shopping for essentials like toothpaste." "Done," said Valerie. "We have apparently an adjourning set of suites. Last one two as they are fully booked." Grant thought about this idea. Oh well. Something to tell the team about on Monday. Besides he could use the time wisely to finish some reports. "Okay," Grant laughed. "Thanks for the offer. Let's get to Ballarat. I really appreciate it. I think there is a supermarket around the corner so we can grab what we need. The libraries are closed tomorrow in Chelsea and the Dingley area so there is no real rush to get home." They headed across to Ballarat and checked in at Craig's one of Ballarat's finer hotels with old world charm after doing some shopping for last minute essentials such as toothpaste. "I'm meeting my friends in the bar so feel free to join us," noted Valerie. "I might but I'm pretty tired and I need to follow up on some work things," replied Grant. "I'll see how I go after I have a shower." "OK all good, I'll text you or you can just pop down," said Valerie. Grant let himself into his room and noted the door leading presumably into the next room. He put down his bag, undressed and headed to the shower that was bigger than his entire bathroom. It was clearly built for two or more given the shower had two large roses at either end. Grant finished, dried off and walked into the main room naked just as Valerie was entering. "Arrrgh," exclaimed Grant and dived for the towel to cover his nakedness. "Oh my god," said Valerie, laughing. "Sorry for stumbling in. I think there is a mistake on the booking. I was assuming we had adjoining suites." "So what happens now?" asked Grant. Valerie dialled reception and after a short explanation hung up. "Well... it appears that this is in fact the room," explained Valerie with a wry smile. "The adjoining door goes to next door which is out of use due to refurbishment. Oh well. I guess this will have to do. It's quite nice from what I can see unless you want to look elsewhere?" Grant thought for a minute. "All good I guess, besides I am really tired. At least we don't have to worry about who gets what bed as they are both doubles," said Grant. "I hope you don't snore at least I think I don't." "That's the spirit," laughed Valerie. "OK well my turn to have a shower and then shall we pop down to the bar for a while?" "Sure. I'll see you down there," said Grant. Valerie undressed and marveled at the size of the bathroom and shower. As she soaped up she also mused about seeing Grant naked. All of him. She thought that for 50 he cut a fine figure and clearly looked after himself. She also noted his cock which was cut and briefly imagined it erect. Grant's bottom looked tight too Valerie thought further. Valerie's fingers idly massaged her pussy as she washed and their was a brief tingle. How long was it since she had a man inside her? Other deeper thoughts bubbled to the surface but were quickly banished as Valerie gathered her senses. Besides her neck was quite stiff and sore. She would need to see her chiropractor tomorrow if possible. Valerie dressed and joined Grant in the bar. She waved her friends over as they walked in. Soon drinks were obtained and the discussion settled on the events of the day at Clunes. The group decided a quick dinner was the order of the night before retiring early. Grant excused himself after dinner and before the coffee arrived and announced he was heading upstairs to check on some emails before heading to bed. Back in the room, Grant opened his laptop and logged in. Soon he was immersed in some reports and email responses. After about an hour he heard the door open and Valerie walked in. "What a nice evening but fuck it is brutally cold outside," Valerie reported. "And now raining," said Grant. "Welcome to Ballarat!" Valerie sat down on the couch with a sigh and started rubbing her neck and grimaced. "You ok?," asked Grant. "My neck," explained Valerie. "I think I might have kinked it playing netball. You're not a physio or chiro on the side by any chance?" "No but I can massage it if that helps," said Grant before realising what he said. "I mean... it might help." "Why not," said Valerie. "Come over to the couch." Grant walked over and sat close to Valerie who then turned with her back to him. Grant thought to himself that Valerie smelt rather nice. "Tell me where and what to do and I'll see what I can do," said Grant. Valerie explained where the stiffness was and Grant started working the area with his two hands. "Mmmm, that's good," sighed Valerie. "More pressure if you can and work your way down my spine too". Grant did as instructed and continued with the massage. "Ooohh...," said Valerie. "That's good. I am feeling better. If you have a female friend she is very lucky! Your hands feel good." "Hmmm not at present," replied Grant. "But thanks for the compliment. I might need to stop shortly for a rest." "Sure," said Valerie and by now was resting against Grant. Valerie's breathing was deep. Grant slowed down and focused on the neck area. The room was silent apart from the rain on the windows. He got the feeling that Valerie was thinking about saying something significant. "I hope you don't mind me saying it Grant," said Valerie softly. "I enjoyed your little accident out of the shower. I must admit you scrub up well for a 50yo librarian." "Umm... thanks," said Grant nervously. "You have a nice bottom as well," laughed Valerie. "Not that I was noticing too much." "Duly noted," said Grant. He was starting to feel rather light headed. "Okay, I'll be honest," said Valerie. "I am actually feeling quite aroused. Seeing you naked started it so you are to blame for that and your massage has continued the thoughts." By this time Grant had stopped and his hands rested on either side of Valerie's thighs. Suddenly she grabbed them and placed them on her tummy. "You don't mind? I am feeling very comfortable and relaxed," sighed Valerie. "No," said Grant and gently nuzzled his face Valerie on the nape of her neck in an effort to get more comfortable. "Did you just kiss me? If so please continue," mused Valerie. "I... I... no...," stammered Grant. "Well that felt nice. I like being kissed there," said Valerie with a sigh. Grant thought briefly and then kissed Valerie gently on the neck. "Mmmm... yes that was nice," said Valerie. "Don't stop on my account." Grant felt a twitch. He too was getting aroused. He hoped Valerie wouldn't notice. The evening was taking an interesting turn. "Anywhere else? Just for the record of course," asked Grant. Valerie laughed and turned gently to face Grant. Valerie then kissed Grant on the cheek followed by a gentle nuzzle on his mouth. Grant responded in turn and put one of his hands on the back of Valerie's head and neck and slowly stroked her hair. By this time Valerie was very turned on. She felt a moistness rising in her pussy and her nipples were hard. Grant gently moved his other hand up towards one of her breasts. "Mmmmm.... that's nice," cooed Valerie as Grant's hand rested on her breast and had started gently playing with the now erect nipple. They continued kissing gently at first but now their tongues were tentatively exploring each other's mouths. "I think we should lie down," said Grant with a husky voice. "Mmm...," replied Valerie and stood up with Grant. They faced each other and Valerie's hand moved down to Grant's crotch exploring the growing bulge. Grant moved his hands down to cusp Valerie's bottom and pulled her in gently. "Mmmm you feel good," Valerie mused as her hand started to loosen Grant's belt and undo his pants. Soon his pants were down and Valerie admired the growing bulge in Grant's underpants. They moved to the bed and Valerie flicked back the doona and started getting undressed. "Everything off Grant, I'm so wanting to lie down," instructed Valerie. Grant undressed and his cock was relieved to be unrestrained. Grant was surprised how hard he was. The head of his cock was engorged and already some drops of precum had started to ooze out. Grant felt a familiar movement in his balls. Valerie by now was fully naked and prone on her side. Her breasts were round and despite her age were still full. Both nipples were erect and hard. Valerie slowing was fingering her pussy which by now was glistening with wetness and admired Grant's firm, hard erection. Grant lay down beside her and they embraced once again. Grant's hands stroked Valerie's curvy bottom and ran along the crack. "Allow me," groaned Grant and gently moved one of his hands to her pussy and started exploring with his fingers. Valerie groaned with pleasure and moved her legs apart to enable Grant to slip one then two fingers in. "Ugggh, fuck yes," groaned Valerie. "You don't need a map." Grant fingers had found her clitoris and were gently massaging the engorged ball of flesh. "My nipples are really sensitive, please kiss and suck on them," murmured Valerie. Grant obliged and soon his tongue was swirling around each nipple in turn. He sucked on them and heard a sharp intake of breath from Valerie. Valerie's hand found Grant's erect cock and was slowing rubbing up and down the thick shaft. By now Grant had secreted quite a bit of precum which was being massaged across the engorged head of his cock. "Yes... yes... mmmm," sighed Grant. Soon Valerie was gently massaging his balls before running her hand up and down his shaft. Grant groaned with pleasure. "Ohhh yes... I am so needing this," sighed Valerie. "Use your fingers more on my clit..." Grant continued with increased pressure and soon heard Valerie start to pant. "Fuck... I want you inside me," panted Valerie. "Do you want me?" "I think so yes," replied Grant with a husky croak. "I think that might be a little obvious." By this time Valerie was on her back, legs spread and Grant's fingers still gently but firmly caressing her engorged clitoris. Grant moved across and positioned himself. Valerie looked directly at him with a smile and guided his cock across her pussy and placed the head at the entrance. Grant lowered himself gently inside Valerie with a sigh. "Oooh.... that feels good," panted Grant and he started to gently thrust inside. "Tell me what to do and what works and stuff." "Mmmm agree. Oh let's make love," sighed Valerie. "I might need to finger myself as sometimes I can't orgasm with a penis inside me but you are making a good start." The room was soon filled with sighs, moans and whispers from the pair. Grant thrusted rhythmically and every time he pushed in it was met with a groan from Valerie. Grant knew that he would cum soon but wanted to make Valerie cum so it required every ounce of self control and concentration. "Faster Grant, go faster if you can," moaned Valerie. "I am getting close." "Me too," agreed Grant. His balls were in turmoil and a pleasing pressure was building up. "Oh baby yes, yes, mmmm, mmmm fuck, yes," cried Valerie. "Val, I can't hold back too much longer. I am close to cumming," groaned Grant. Grant thrusted harder and Valerie was fingering herself faster and faster. "I'm gonna....ugh oh fuck mmmm," Grant exclaimed as the first of several spurts of hot cum erupted from his cock deep inside Valerie. "Mmmm sorry oh yes mmmm gawd!" Valerie felt a warmth spreading inside and Grant's cock puslating and twitching as another and another spurt of Grant's creamy cum jetted from him as Grant was panting and groaning. "YES, fuck yes, yes don't stop babe. Yes, YES OH GOD FUCK!," Valerie cried as she shuddered into an intense climatic release of pressure. Valerie's pussy pulsated and seemed to milk Grant's cock. Grant started to slow down. He was spent and drained and felt very hot and clammy. He had not had such an intense orgasm like that for some time. Valerie scraped her fingers down Grant's back as the shuddering started to subside. She released that they had more or less had orgasmed at the same time. "Oh my! Baby that was so good. I needed that," panted Valerie gasping for breath. "How are you?" "Fine," smiled Grant and kissed her deeply. "It's been a while. You are very, very hot and sexy." "Not bad for 60," laughed Valerie. "Let's cuddle." They held each other tightly, stroking each other and gently kissing. Soon Valerie's breathing grew deeper. She had not felt this way for a long time and there were many questions to ask and answer and thoughts to process. However now she enjoyed the warm glow and being in Grant's arms. "Same time tomorrow," whispered Valerie. "I'm game if you are." "Sure," agreed Grant. "But breakfast first." The two adjusted the doona and snuggled back down with Grant cuddling Valerie's back. Soon the two were asleep helped by the sound of the gentle rain outside.

17 March 2026

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Selma is 24 en op zoek naar een sexmaatje. Ze wil nog geen vaste partner maar wel regelmatig neuken. Ze zet een advertentie met de tekst. “Geile meid van 24 met twee grote F cups en kaal kutje wil ten minste 1x per week neuken met groot geschapen zwarte neger. Interesse? Bel me dan”. Vier mannen reageren. Rob / Rein / Jan en Rien. Selma nodigt ze allemaal op een andere avond uit om te testen. Binnen een dag heeft vier serieuze reacties. Ze screent ze kort via app en nodigt ze alle vier uit, op vier verschillende avonden in dezelfde week, met exact hetzelfde doel: uitzoeken wie haar écht kan geven wat ze zoekt. Geen relatiepraat, geen kusjes op de mond, geen blijf-slapen. Alleen keihard, regelmatig, groot geschapen neuken zoals ze het letterlijk in de advertentie heeft gezet. Ze spreekt met iedereen af in haar eigen appartement, zelfde tijd, zelfde dresscode: zij in alleen string + oversized shirt zonder bh, in de woonkamer op de bank wachtend, lichten gedimd, muziek zachtjes aan. Maandag. Rob (28, sportschooltype, Nederlands-Antilliaans, 19 cm gemeten) Rob is de eerste. Lang, gespierd, zelfverzekerd. Hij komt binnen, ziet Selma op de bank zitten met haar benen licht gespreid, shirt al half opgetrokken zodat haar zware F-cups vrij hangen. Hij zegt geen woord te veel, trekt zijn broek omlaag en laat zien dat hij dik én lang is.Selma gaat direct op haar knieën. Ze likt eerst langzaam over de hele schacht, zuigt de eikel diep in haar mond tot ze kokhalst, tranen in haar ogen, maar ze gaat door. Rob pakt haar hoofd vast en neukt haar keel vrij hard. Na drie minuten trekt hij haar omhoog, draait haar om, trekt haar string opzij en ramt in één keer helemaal naar binnen. Haar kutje is al drijfnat.Hij neukt haar in doggy op de bank, hard en ritmisch, haar tieten slaan wild heen en weer. Selma komt na een minuut of zes al klaar, gillend, kutje knijpend rond zijn pik. Rob trekt zich terug, draait haar op haar rug, duwt haar benen wijd en ramt nog dieper. Hij houdt het bijna 25 minuten vol voordat hij haar vraagt waar ze het wil hebben. “Over mijn tieten,” hijgt ze. Hij verlaat haar kutje en pompt vier dikke stralen over haar F-cups en haar kin. Oordeel Selma na afloop: Goed formaat, lekker hard, komt snel klaar bij haar. Maar ze mist net dat héétste randje. Score: 7,5/10. Dinsdag. Rein (31, Surinaams, 21,5 cm, erg dik) Rein is zwaarder gebouwd, minder sixpack, maar zijn pik is een monster: erg dik, licht omhoog gebogen, aderen overal. Selma ziet ’m staan als hij zijn boxer uitdoet en haar kutje trekt al samen van pure verwachting. Ze begint niet met pijpen, ze wil hem meteen voelen. Ze gaat op haar rug liggen, trekt haar knieën op en zegt: “Kom, ram ’m d’r in.” Rein duwt traag maar onverbiddelijk naar binnen. Ze voelt elke centimeter rekken, het doet even pijn, maar dan overstemt genot alles. Hij neukt haar in missionair, diep, langzaam maar krachtig. Na vijf minuten vraagt ze hem harder. Hij geeft gas. Haar kutje maakt obscene soppende geluiden, ze komt twee keer vrij snel na elkaar, spuit zelfs een klein beetje over zijn onderbuik. Daarna wil ze cowgirl. Ze rijdt hem als een bezetene, tieten in zijn gezicht gedrukt, terwijl hij haar kont vastgrijpt en haar omlaag trekt. Uiteindelijk draait hij haar om in reverse cowgirl, slaat op haar billen en neukt haar van onderen omhoog tot ze weer klaarkomt. Hij komt pas als ze hem smeekt om in haar klaar te komen. Hij pompt alles diep naar binnen, trekt langzaam terug en kijkt hoe zijn zaad uit haar kaalgeschoren kutje druppelt. Oordeel Selma: Formaat perfect, dikte perfect, uithoudingsvermogen top, komt diep klaar zoals ze wil. Score: 9/10. Woensdag. Jan (26, half Nigeriaans, 20 cm, recht en keihard) Jan is slanker, maar zijn erectie staat als een paal recht vooruit. Hij is ook het meest dominant van de vier. Komt binnen, zegt alleen: “Uitkleden.” Selma trekt direct alles uit. Hij duwt haar tegen de muur, tilt één been op en neukt haar staand, hard en snel.Ze komt binnen drie minuten klaar omdat hij precies haar G-spot blijft raken. Daarna gooit hij haar op bed, polsen boven haar hoofd vastgehouden met één hand, en neukt haar Keihard en diep. Hij gaat zo diep dat ze het in haar baarmoeder voelt. Ze schreeuwt het uit, komt nog twee keer. Hij trekt haar haren naar achteren en fluistert vieze dingen terwijl hij haar blijft beuken. Uiteindelijk vraagt hij: “Mond of kut?” Ze kiest mond. Hij trekt eruit, duwt zijn pik tot achter in haar keel en spuit alles recht haar slokdarm in. Ze slikt alles door. Oordeel Selma: Heel dominant, keiharde neukstijl, lekker vies. Iets minder dik dan Rein, maar de attitude compenseert. Score: 8,5/10. Donderdag. Rien (33, puur West-Afrikaans, 22 cm, zwaar geschapen) Rien is de langste en zwaarste van de vier. Komt binnen met een rustige glimlach, maar zodra hij naakt is ziet Selma waarom hij zo zelfverzekerd is: zijn pik hangt al half hard bijna tot halverwege zijn bovenbeen.Ze begint hem te pijpen, maar na twee minuten zegt hij: “Genoeg.” Hij tilt haar op alsof ze niets weegt, draagt haar naar de eettafel, legt haar op haar rug met haar kont net over de rand. Hij spreidt haar benen wijd en duwt in één keer tot aan de ballen naar binnen. Selma gilt het uit, het is te diep, te vol. Hij geeft haar geen tijd om te wennen en begint keihard te stoten. Haar tieten deinen wild, ze komt binnen een minuut klaar, dan nog een keer, en dan squirt ze echt, een straal over zijn onderbuik en de tafel.Hij draait haar om, buigt haar over de tafel, trekt haar armen naar achteren als teugels en ramt haar van achteren terwijl hij haar billen rood slaat. Na 30 minuten non-stop beuken trekt hij eruit, draait haar om en spuit een enorme lading over haar gezicht, haar open mond en haar tieten. Er druipt zaad van haar kin op haar F-cups. Oordeel Selma: Grootste formaat, meeste impact, meest intens. Ze kan de volgende dag amper lopen, maar haar kutje tintelt nog uren na. Score: 9,5/10. Eindoordeel Selma: • Rob, goed, maar niet speciaal genoeg • Rein, dik, diep, veel zaad in d’r. Is favoriet tot nu toe • Jan, dominant en vies. Is ook erg sterk • Rien, monsterpik + beestmodus, wint nipt Ze stuurt donderdagavond laat nog een bericht naar alle vier: “Jullie waren alle vier lekker. Ik ga voorlopig met Rien verder. Misschien later nog een keer met Rein erbij. Dankjewel jongens.” En dan doet ze de gordijnen dicht, gaat op bed liggen met haar grootste dildo en denkt aan hoe Rien haar volgende week weer helemaal vol gaat pompen. Precies zoals ze het wilde: regelmatig, groot, zwart, en géén vaste relatie.

14 March 2026

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My partner works in a hair salon and I had been chatting with a client of hers that lived nearby. After my partner would go to bed, I would stay up have a few drinks and chat to her. It started innocently enough and the more we talked the more it became obvious that we were both getting horny. I found it such a turn on to be doing something so wrong but felt so right. I would look forward to chatting to her so I could get horny. After some time I realised she was keen for a hook up. We planned a catch up 6 am Sunday morning. I couldn't sleep that night so dam horny. I had to sneek out of my place so my Mrs didn't know and pretend I was going out to get petrol. I couldn't hide my anticipation and I got out without my partner knowing that I left . I remember turning up at her place and she took some time to answer to door - I was so excited, so nervous and so dam horny. She finally comes down to greet me she says you can park your car over there. We moved inside the house and it felt a tad weird and she says are you sure you want to go through with this I gave her a big hug - I said absolutely. We moved into the bedroom and she just took off all her clothes and I thought shit ok - I took off all my clothes - her reaction to seeing my cock was so good. She gets down on her knees and goes down on me and OMG did it feel good. I was so full of cum. After a little bit of time I was so eager to go down on her - when I parted her legs I saw the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen - I quickly go down on her and she says you know exactly where to go - she says I don't want to cum yet but I couldn't stop. I sucked her knob and I slid my tongue between her flaps - so devine I couldn't wait any longer so I stood up and moved my cock between her legs- I did not anticipate what was next. I slowly slid my cock into her pussy and I could not believe how Tight her pussy was. Its like I couldn't breath. I held on for as long as I could and then I cummed so hard. To this day the most amazing sexual experience I have ever had. I felt so divided between loving my partner, and wanting the most amazing pussy - I was so excited to be doing the wrong thing but it was so right and so wrong I used to look through the photos on this website - now I read the stories...

10 March 2026

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I just had to share this story with you as it was so horny. I recently dreamt about an old acquaintance I had met on AMM some time ago. The dream was different to what happened when I dallied with her all that time ago but hey, dreams are like that. I woke soon after the dream which was lucky as I usually have trouble remembering how my dreams go. Not so in this case due to it being close to the time I usually arose and it was getting light outside. I was so turned on, I sat up and stacked my pillows up against the bed head, got comfortable and proceeded to pull myself as I reminisced about this woman and her body. I got so close to an orgasm and a mighty blow but I didn’t quite make it (old age is a bitch) before giving up and heading out to breakfast. The dog whining about not having been fed didn’t help my orgasm either! If he could talk I am sure he would have said “stop pulling yourself and feed me, you selfish bastard!” As I was having breakfast my mind once again wandered to thoughts of that woman from so long ago. She was a Pom. My experience with Poms is that they are (and this I grant you is a generalization) randy little devils. Reserved and lady like in public but sexual animals in bed and this woman was no different. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t a slut. Nothing against sluts, some of my best encounters have been with sluts and I enjoyed every minute being with them. I liked to consider myself a slut at one stage, I certainly tried hard enough but I couldn’t keep up with the sheer quantity of cock that my female counterparts seem to be able to harvest. Anyway, she just didn’t hold back in bed. I had messaged her initially, no, I am wrong, she had originally sent me a message which was VERY unusual for me as I had had to message any women I was interested in to that time. That seemed to be the case with other guys I had enquired as to how they had gone on AMM to date as far as them having to initiate contact. Too many guys and not enough women I suppose. Anyway, she had sent me a message, not because I had a sexy profile page but because I lived relatively close to her or actually in the Goldilocks zone of not too close and not too far away. So it was a convenience thing more than anything. After a phone call, we met up for the first time for a coffee, to check each out. She was a lot smarter than I. She had a Phd and I had a lowly….well we won’t go into that. She was of average height at around 5 foot 5 inches and a little heavily set, not fat but solid and a nice roll of tits (her tits filled out a knitted top type thingy that sort of formed a “roll” across her chest if you know what I mean) that I glimpsed subtly as we sat there talking. She was an “older woman” at 63 and I was 57 at the time. I checked the date on photos taken soon after and that allowed me to work out my age at the time and I remember her telling me that she was 63. We parted from the coffee shop and after what must have been a day or so she phoned and we had a sexy conversation that ended in her inviting me up to her house and she suggested that I bring my pyjamas. That went down well with both of us and I showed up at her place, overnight bag in hand. Our sexy conversation must have been more sexy than I remember as she showed me straight through to where I put my overnight bag in the bedroom. It is difficult to remember but I must have said I needed a shower and seemed to be disrobing in front of her. As I stood there completely naked, tool pointing directly at her, I remember taking hold of one of her breasts as I tugged at her poncho. She said “oh, am I over dressed?” (I do remember her saying that) and she peeled off the poncho to stand there only in her knickers. I slipped a finger into the waist band of her knickers. She took the hint and dropped her knickers to stand there naked, with a lovely smile that I can still remember and I also have a photo of her smile later on. I couldn’t help but look at her lovely body, noting the slight look of embarrassment that she got over fairly quickly. I was in my photographic period back then, taking photos of sexual encounters with my sexual partner’s permission of course. I had already cleared it with her prior to my arrival and she had agreed, provided that we review and edit them together afterwards which was honky dory with me. I took some photos as she stood there, her lovely average to big full tits, heavy set thighs and a slight tummy roll tapering in to her lightly haired pussy. I grabbed my camera and was clicking away madly as she warmed to the idea and posed. She put her hands up behind her head which presented her tits nicely (I just reviewed one of the photos to jog my memory), a full frontal shot displaying her nicely padded thighs that curved in to form that delightful vee shape between a woman’s legs that accentuated her lightly haired pussy (did I mention that before) appropriately. In another photo (one of my favourites) she is placing one leg up on the end of the bed to expose her twat as she holds one hand behind her head once again and the other trying to busy itself on the top of her breast, all with a lovely smile once more, thrusting out her tits as she was probably enjoying me taking photos of her. That’s what I mean about being a lady in public and a sex machine/exhibitionist in the bed room. Her hair didn’t really need holding up as it was fairly short anyway but it looked better and added to the shot. I was down on the floor (naked except for my camera) shooting up at her box from all angles as she giggled and adjusted her stance for me. Not to be left out she produced her phone and took some photos of my gear for her own photo collection. She had taken photos of her own conquests with previous lovers as photos on her AMM profile page. One I was envious of was her sucking some lucky fellow’s knob. Sadly I didn’t remember to get a photo of her sucking my tool later on! No use dwelling over spilt blow jobs I guess. There ensued a shower as she watched me. I flopped the tool around and paid particular attention to washing my balls. I gestured to her to join me and we both enjoyed soapy each other up. I love the feel of a woman’s soapy tits and buns, letting them squelch between my fingers all as she fumbles around with my slippery balls and cock. We spent the rest of the day with me sitting up on the bed with pillows propped behind me against the bed head and her straddling me, riding my tool or really just sitting on it as we talked. I played with her tits and pinched her nipples and sucked on them in breaks of our conversation. It went on for a fair time and every once it a while I sensed a blow or squirt of pre-cum shooting into her. Not an orgasm of hot jism, just a squirt of pre-cum. It was very pleasant, for me anyway, I can’t remember her even commenting on it. Maybe she didn’t feel it. We went to dinner at a local restaurant by the water that evening. As we were dressing for the evening, she had decided to wear a blouse that she told me needed ironing. She donned a nice pair of slacks and much to my delight, got about the house naked from the waist up, her half high heeled shoes clacking on the polished wooden floor as she busied herself turning on the iron and setting up the ironing board. I was mesmerised as she stood there ironing this blouse. The flimsy ironing board rocking and creaking, tits wobbling as she threw herself into her task. She grabbed up the freshly ironed blouse and headed off down the hallway with me ogling her lovely slacks adorned arse all the way. It was a lovely sight. The meal was good and as we tried to talk above the hubbub of this busy restaurant my eyes kept returning to gaze at her slightly freckled cleavage and her braless tits that I am sure she jiggled intentionally for me. She definitely pulled the open more at one stage. I do remember that. Afterwards, the noise of the restaurant and the local watering hole diminished as we walked along the quiet water front back to the car before retiring home to sleep for the night. When I say sleep I mean sleep interrupted by a root on at least two occasions that I can remember. I mounted her missionary style on the first occasion and frenzy fucked her, the bed bouncing about and squeaking as the animal in me surfaced. There were “ooos” and “aaahs” ushering forth from her which together with the squeaky bed certainly egged me on and I am sure I must have been grunting due to the effort I was putting in as I strived for my orgasm. She didn’t complain and we lay there afterwards both breathing heavily. In the middle of the night I was awakened by her hand rubbing all over my chest (I think it was). I fumbled about with her nightie and managed to find her clit and brought her off to a bed shaking, quietly screaming orgasm as I sucked on her tit. As she still panted, I grabbed her hand and led her out into the dimmed light of the combined kitchen, lounge and dining room that over looked the bay and bent her over along the kitchen bench and gave he a good seeing too which I think she enjoyed as much as me but I did notice her grimace (she had her head turned on its side) when I pushed my tool in initially. The following morning we had a bit of a cuddle and she said she would get up and make us some tea and bring it back to bed. As she rounded the end of the bed looking for her slippers I think, I could see her tits wobbling about as her nightie draped over them. Once she left the room, I stacked pillows up for both of us against the bed head once more and sat there waiting for my tea. I could hear her rummaging about in the kitchen. The bedroom window opened onto the back yard and the backyard bordered the local bush. It might have been a national park or similar. As I sat there waiting for my tea a bush turkey wandered across the yard. I could hear her coming down the hall and started to tell her about seeing the bush turkey. She tsked and said that they are a pest for some reason that I can’t remember and about then I completely lost my focus about the bush turkey as she reappeared with two cups of tea and no nightie, just her tits wobbling about delightfully as she fought not to spill the tea. She said something like “I thought you would like me better like this”. With a big smile, she put her cup down on the side table on her side of the bed and came around and placed my cup on my side table with her tits wobbling all of the way. As she put my cup down I took advantage of the situation and filled my cupped hand with as much as I could of her nearest tit as it dangled down. She smiled a cheeky grin, dawdled briefly giving me time to feel her up before returning to the bottom of the bed. She slipped off her knickers, thrust out her chest and swung her tits from side to side with a lovely approval seeking smile. I think by that time I had pulled my tool out of the fly of my PJs and proceeded to pull myself as I watched the show. When I am wanking I usually slip my other hand under my balls and pulsate my fingers on my perineum and prostate to increase my pleasure. She looked up and seeing me handling myself proceeded to do a sexy dance holding her tits up with her hands and jiggling them around for me. There was a brief frantic pause in wanking as I ripped off my PJ top and pants, dispatching them across the room, dragged the bedclothes back over my legs and wedged a roll of sheet and blanket up under my scrotum, holding it there and pulsating against the perineum and prostate with my left hand as I resumed abusing my tool with my right. My hand and fingers went into overdrive and she chuckled as she continued her show, wandering up beside the bed to run her hand over my chest and so that I could feel up her tits again. Its times like that that you need another hand or two. In this case the prostate lost out as my hand squeezed her dangling tit. The lovely feel of her boob slowed my wanking as I savoured the wonderful softness of her tits. On the other hand, my excitement hadn’t receded as my right hand resumed its wanking with more fervour. The bed was rocking and jumping about as I more proceeded to more fuck my hand than pull myself, thrusting my hips to drive my tool up and down in my hand. Eventually I must have been getting tired and slumped back against my pillows as she took over. Bending over me and taking my pre-cum drenched tool in her hand, she tried at first to pull the slippery foreskin up over the knob (a futile gesture) and then after a brief slow sensual stroking of my erection, she settled into a steady rhythm as we listened to the squishing sound of my foreskin and her hand sliding up and down my rock hard erection. She paused briefly to pull my saggy ball sac up from between my legs and cupped my balls in her other hand. I had shaved my balls and cock the day before in preparation for the weekends debauchery and as is the usual problem with my freshly shaved ball sac, the gnarly turkey neck skin of the sac sticks to the inside of my thighs. I guess there is a reason for hairy balls after all, it must be so that they don’t stick or chafe on your inner legs so I suppose I deserved all I got in the discomfort department as she hauled my balls out from between my legs. Not to let her equipment go to waste, I slipped my finger into her twat as I lay there being serviced. The plump lips formed around my finger as it slipped in and out of her warm, slippery little hole. Tit in one hand, fingers of other hand fingering vigorously and her fondling my balls and laying into my rampant cock, it was like some debauched game of twister. It was all too horny, so much so that I couldn’t control myself and blew hard and strong, shooting a spurt of hot jism up in the air to plunge down to land on my stomach and legs. She let out a little “oooooh” and a big smile in response to my spurt of hot, white goo, continuing her work, until I begged her to stop as my knob was getting over sensitive and it was starting to hurt. I was exhausted. I slumped down and she consoled me, climbing into bed and reclining against her pillow to sip on her tea. I wiped the jism and pre-cum off my legs and her hand. She had continued to stroke me after I blew, trying to drain my poor tool, holding the knob and running a finger along under my tool the full length of my urethra to urge every last drop of cum out of me before wiping it off with tissues. After finishing our tea and talking about what, I can’t remember, we got up and had some breakfast. She said she had to make a couple of phone calls and suggested that I go back to bed and she would be in shortly. I think it was raining so it was a good day to stay in bed for a bit of debauchery or that was my thinking anyway and as it turned out hers as well. I only saw her once or twice after that. She told me that she was going on cruise I think it was or maybe back to England to see relatives, I can’t remember. Anyway we didn’t contact each other although I did send her an email some months later that she didn’t answer. I think I had been dumped but hey we both had had our fun and moved on I suppose.

3 March 2026

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I was doing my weekly shopping at the supermarket as I turned down the next aisle not paying attention I walked into the prettiest women I've ever seen, I'm not joking she was about 5f6 long black hair and a fringe covering her forehead that gave her this sexy librarian look, we walked straight into each other I felt her awesome dd fake tits against my chest which made me look straight down into her cleavage, no bra low v neck omg hot as hell not to mention the sight of her hard nipples pushing against her top, my hands instantly grabbed her on her hips momentarily holding her tight body against mine then slowly pushing her back, I didn't want to let go of her my mind was already thinking of what I wanted to do with this hot women, we both laughed n said sorry and walked in opposite directions, I walked about a meter before turning to get another glimpse of this stunning woman and I wasn't Diss her ass was perfectly round and firm as hell I was already fantasizing about slapping and pounding up against it. I couldn't not look away as she turned to see me staring at her ass, she gave me sexiest smile I've ever seen that would make any guy go hard instantly, she kept walking away and I was standing there mesmerised at how hot this chick is. I didn't no what to do but after getting a smile like that there was no way I was not going to try my luck. So I casually keep walking pretending to look at the shelfs while my mind was undressing her, I had to snap myself out of it as I felt myself getting hard so I walked down the next Isle and she's there bending over ass facing my direction in a tight denim shorts, tanned legs firm ass just waiting for me to stand behind her and slide my hard cock into her warm wet pussy, she must of seen me coming because as she was bending over she turned and looked and smiled at me again so I took this as a great sign to approach her, but as I'm getting closer I feel my cock getting firmer to the point you can now see a distinct bulge there was nothing I could do I was a meter from her as she stood up turned to me looked me up and down and said well I'm hi your happy to see me by the looks of that,, I was lost for words but I managed to say I'm sorry but you are by far the sexiest women I've ever walked into and the thoughts I've had in the last 5 minutes are hot as hell believe me you got no idea. She laughed and said should I ask what they were or not,, I calmly replied can we walk and talk she smiled and said yes. Um so are you sure you want to hear this, ohh that naughty is it I just looked down to the bulge in my shorts her eyes followed mine and she gave me that smile again, I said just tell me if this is to much and I'll stop ok. So I told her how I was thinking of walking to the restrooms with her and following her into the toilets closing the door behind us and I instantly drop to my knees hands undoing her shorts and pulling them down and off instantly, pulling her G-string to the side revealing the smoothest little pussy I've seen, I lift her legs onto my shoulder and lick both sides of her pussy then gently bite into her groin muscle and suck hard against her before I slide my tongue straight inside her already wet pussy tasting her juices instantly as I push in and out and swirl around her opening...

2 March 2026

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After speaking on Amm for some time, the day had finally arrived where we both had spare time to meet A couple of quick messages to check she was free and yes she is but I find out that it’s probably best if I pretend I’m the roof plumber just in case the teenager kids roll home. I ring the door bell and am immediately swept inside for some passionate kissing. Hands wondering and moans starting. A quick pause to get into character as the “roof plumber”. I grab a random ladder from the garage and walk it upstairs to the bathroom where the manhole is. I lean the ladder up against the wall turnaround to find her gently rubbing herself. I close the door turn the light on and we quickly get back to fondling each other. After 4-5 mins of kissing and rubbing I drop her panties, place her on all 4’s and place two, three and before long my whole fist is inside her dripping wet pussy. The orgasms are quick, the pressure is immense and the quivering unstoppable. I start to slow down only to be ordered to keep hard fisting her soaking wet cunt. With my hand up to my wrist inside her, I reach forward and start roughly squeezing her tits and nipples. This send her over the edge, an explosion of juices that covers the bathroom floor. I release my hand from her and bring her back for some soft kisses. I comment that lucky the roof plumber is here because there is some definite leakage in the bathroom. What a random quick visit.

1 March 2026

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One beautiful Sunday afternoon, alone in a hotel room I lay naked preparing to watch my team play the first footy game of the season, little did I know this afternoon would turn out to be the most wonderful day of my life. While waiting for footy to start I thought I'd check if I had any new messages on AMM. I had a few but one in particular caught my attention. The message was so sweet and he was at the beach only 45 minutes away. He was very keen to meet up straight away. Before we knew it he was on his way, I was so excited to meet this amazing man. I slipped into my sexy little black dress without any thing under it. I waited in the lobby for him to arrive. Wow, in walks the hottest man I've ever seen, exactly the type of man I usually look for. We headed up to our room, I was feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Arriving in the room, he said "We'll sit on the bed for a few minutes" Yeah that didn't happen lol After a few seconds he took me in his arms and kissed me so passionately. I've never been kissed like that before, so hot and steamy. After the most amazing, incredible time getting to know each other, he definitely knows how to satisfy a woman, we made love. Oh god he was the sweetest, most gentle, wonderful man I've ever met. Unfortunately all amazing things have to end. That was the most awesome, wonderful football game I've ever seen or didn't see lol My team had a huge win that day but I'm definitely sure I was the winner. That incredible man stole a piece of my heart that day. And YES... I did see him a couple of months later, finally got more time together. Our moments were so passionate and incredible, I loved every minute of it. Since I met him I haven't stopped thinking and dreaming about this amazing, incredible, hot, gorgeous man. He is completely my type, which I don't find very often. I really hope I can see him again soon and he'll take me in his arms, kiss me (like no-one else can) and never let me go.

28 February 2026

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So I was with this girl one night, and we had an hour to mess around and have some fun. The moment she walked in, I could tell she was a firecracker. those eyes, that smirk, the way she moved like she owned the room. We didn’t waste time, just fell into it like two wild animals in a den. She was all over me, her hands everywhere, her lips pressing against mine with a hunger that made my cock twitch. I let her take the lead for a while, let her feel like she was in control, but then I shifted. I pinned her against the wall, my body pressed to hers, and let her know I was the predator now. Her moans were like a siren song, and I couldn’t resist. I showed her that I’m just as good with my mouth as I am with my cock, sliding between her legs, whispering things she didn’t even know she wanted to hear. She came three times, each shudder of her body a reminder of how much power I had. But when we parted, I felt that strange mix of dominance and vulnerability. She left, and I was left with the echo of her laughter, the warmth of her skin still clinging to me. We still have each other’s numbers, and she texts me once in a while—her pussy needs to be wrecked again. I answer every call, because that’s what a people pleaser does. I’m a male slut, a nymphomaniac, and I don’t care. I’ll always be ready to have some fun, no matter how many times she asks. It’s not about being dominant or submissive, it’s about the thrill, the connection, the way her fingers trace my back like a promise. I don’t mind being the one who gives, because in the end, it’s all about the pleasure. And I’ll give it until she’s begging for more.

24 February 2026

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I'd met her at my daughter in laws 21st birthday. I'd had a couple of drinks which my ex didn't approve of so she left early. At some point of the night I found myself sitting on the the back step beside this gorgeous 21 years old blonde. She was there with her boyfriend my sons mate and her son 3yrs old it had been a long time since I felt so comfortable with another woman talking and laughing about everything. That night passed without anything happening just a good night. We crossed paths a few times over a period of about 10 years and then out of the blue I got a friend request on fb which I accepted. I contacted her on messenger and during that first conversation she informed me that she had left her partner 2 weeks earlier. During the next two weeks we talked a lot and she remembered our conversations on the steps and informed me that talking to me that night had made made her extremely horny. By this time I had moved interstate but convinced her to meet me. I sent a air ticket and organised a hotel for the weekend and picked her up. She arrived dressed in high stilettos tight jeans and a t shirt that was sooo tight her nipples were very visible I got an erection immediately putting her arms around my neck she whispered I want that now. We headed to the hotel. No sooner were we in the room we were all over each other she pushed me into the lounge chair and knelt between my legs couldn't get my jeans off quickly enough. Mouth around my cock and deep down in her throat I haven't been that close to blowing my load so quickly I had to stop her we quickly got undressed and headed to the shower I was rock hard by the time standing behind her I soaped her up squeezing her breasts in both hands her head. Leaning backwards my hands tracing down to her shaven clit swollen as I massaged it slowly between my fingers turning her head our lips met passionately then the words every man is wanting to hear please please fuck me now please I eased her forward gripping her hips she bent over hanging on to the edge the shower I slowly entered her and she backed onto my cock right up to my scrotum she gasped as I started to fuck her and screamed out loud when she came I exploded shortly after knees trembling both of us. that weekend we fucked in every position imaginable slept like babies for 3 beautiful sexy days an experience I've never repeated. still talk from time to time never will forget her she was beautiful sexy awesome. Just so you understand I was at the time 34 yrs older than her

19 February 2026

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Ik appte Maya in ons privé APP dat het van avond tijd werd voor een kleine update voor een training tot mijn sub. Het was een tijdje geleden dat we gespeeld hadden en het was tijd voor wat nieuws of oude spelletjes te herhalen. Soms heeft Maya het nodig dat ze tot de orde wordt geroepen want ze heeft de neiging om af en toe genoegen te nemen met alleen maar neuken. Dan gaan we naar boven en 10 minuten later is ze twee keer klaar gekomen en valt ze bijna in slaap. Nu ben ik daar zelf ook bij en neem ik daar genoegen mee maar af en toe moet er meer pit in de seks komen. En vandaag gaan we dat weer eens toepassen. Maar daar tegen over staat dat ze zeker op zijn tijd een echte geile slet kan zijn en niets is haar dan te gek. Ze kleed zich graag naar mijn wensen om me te bekoren en op te geilen. Ze heeft twee heerlijke volle borsten zeg maar tieten en een mooie volle kont. Haar kut is heerlijk om te neuken en te beffen, nat, zacht en heerlijk warm. Ze heeft een gewillige mond die zich graag om mijn lul sluit en ze slikt alles. Ik noem haar ook vaak mijn geil pijp sletje. Maar ze kan ook super goed pijpen. Haar kont is super mooi. Heerlijk vol en bol met een heerlijke bilnaad met daar tussen een mooie ster. Ze is ook gevoelig in haar kont. Ik mag er soms heerlijk op meppen, de pijn met mijn aandacht wind haar wel op. En geil vindt ze het als ik haar lik door der bilnaad en af en toe een vinger in der ster duw. Graag kom ik klaar op haar kont als mijn slet der billen uit elkaar trekt. En als we beide geil zijn mag ik voorzichtig mijn eikel in der kont duwen om klaar te komen. Haar diep in der kont neuken is altijd een wens van me geweest. Maar de pijn schrikt haar nu nog af. Ik weet zeker dat ik haar diep mag neuken in der kont als dit niet zo was. Ik kreeg gelijk antwoord. Dat is goed Meester van avond ben ik je subje. Ze was al thuis en wist wat haar te doen stond ik zou tegen 19.00u thuis zijn. Dan had ze mooi de tijd om alles voor te bereiden. Ik parkeerde de auto op de oprit en ging ons huis binnen ik deed mijn jas uit in de garderobe en opende de deur voor de huiskamer. Maya stond in de woonkamer in het licht van een spotlight. Haar handen op haar hoofd en benen gespreid. Ze droeg een kort rokje, zo kort dat haarkousenband er geheel onder uitkwam. Ze had mooie zwarte kousen aan met een rode naad en band. Een paar heel hoge rode pumps en een zwarte doorschijnende blouse waaronder een BH die alleen haar borsten deden ondersteunen maar haar tepels bloot legden. Ze had haar collar om en daaraan waren de kettinkjes vastgemaakt die aan haar polsbandjes vastgeklikt waren. Ik liep naar haar toe en keurde haar. Ik stak twee vingers in haar mond waar ze gelijk op begon te zuigen. Onder tussen nam ik een voor een haar tieten in mijn hand en kneep er ruw in. Ik haalde mijn vinger uit haar mond en streek daar mee langs haar kut en bilnaad. Ik kneep flink in der billen en vroeg haar om mij te kussen als een geile slet. Ze omhelsde me en nam mij vol op de mond haar tong danste in mijn mond terwijl ze zich tegen mij aandrukte. Toen de zoen afgelopen was vroeg ze mij of ik wat wilde drinken en eten. Ik ging aan tafel en Maya serveerde een lichte maaltijd met wat rode wijn. Ze dronk alleen maar want ze had al wat gegeten. Ze bleef me wel bedienen en bukte regelmatig om mij alles te tonen. Na het eten vroeg ze of ik nog wensen had. Ik vertelde haar dat ik mij ging douchen of zij vast wat speeltje wilde klaar leggen voor de avond. Na het douchen deed ik een boxer aan met een leren harnas en ging terug naar de woonkamer. Maya had haar blouse uitgedaan en een tattoo sticker op haar rechter borst geplakt met het woord Slut. Deze naam moest ze vandaag maar weer eens waar maken. Ik keek eens wat ze klaar had gelegd en daar zaten een paar leuke speeltjes bij. Ik pakte maar meteen wat om voorzichtig mee te beginnen. Maar eerst zette ik Maya in de houding neer zoals ik haar wenste te gaan bespelen. Ik maakte haar kettinkjes los van haar collar. En ik liet haar zover mogelijk over de tafel buigen en maakte de kettinkjes aan de linker en rechterpoot van de tafel vast. Toen bond ik haar enkels vast aan de onder kant van de tafelpoten. Ze lag nu met de armen gespreid en haar benen ver uit elkaar. Ik pakte de massage olie en begon haar billen er mee in te smeren. Voorzichtig smeerde ik de olie uit over haar mooie kont en smeerde ook haar ster in Ik vermeed nog even haar kut in te smeren. Toen de olie goed was in gesmeerd smeerde ik de rest op mijn handen in. Toen haalde ik uit en gaf ik Maya een flinke mep op haar linker bil deze kleurde gelijk rood op. Ze schrok hiervan al wist ze wel dat dit er aan zat te komen. Ze ontspande zich en zei dank u wel Meester. Dit was het sein voor me om haar eens een flink pak billenkoek te gaan geven. Ik ging er goed voor staan en hief mijn hand hoog op voor de volgende mep. En de volgend, en de volgende. Ze kreunde luid en bij iedere mep zei ze dankbaar Dank u wel Meester. Toen ze zei please Meester wist ik dat de laatste slag was gegeven ze was voldaan. Haar grens was bereikt. Ik knielde achter haar neer en begon haar kont te zoenen en te likken. Haar billen gloeide heerlijk en ik kuste haar teder erop. Af en toe liet ik mijn tong door haar bilnaad glijden. Ik trok mijn boxer uit en liep naar de voorkant van de tafel. Maya der hoofd was op gelijke hoogte de tafelrand ik trok haar hoofd aan der haren omhoog. Ze opende gelijk haar mond waar ik mijn harde lul in stopte. Eerst mijn eikel die ze gelijk begon te likken en te zuigen. Dit is waar ze van hield en wat ze heel graag deed. Hard pijpen van mijn lul ze is er ook heel goed in. Ze opende haar ogen en keek mij aan. Ik wist wat ze wilde en duwde mijn lul verder haar mond in. Ze zoog nog harder op mijn lul en ik begon hem in en uit haar mond te duwen. Ondertussen speelde ik afwisselend met haar tieten en kneedde haar kont. Ze was echt goed bezig maar ik wilde nog niet komen in die geile pijpmond en daarom haalde ik mijn lul er uit. Ik pakte twee tepelklemmetjes verbonden met een kettinkje en plaatste deze op haar tepels. Aan het kettinkje hing ik twee gewichtjes die nu ruste op de tafel. Ik streelde haar haar en kuste haar teder op de mond, toen ging ik achter haar staan en stak mijn lul een klein stukje in de natte kut. Ik zoog op mijn duim om deze nat te maken en plaatste toen deze tegen der ster aan. Mijn ander hand zocht haar lange blonde haren om deze goed vast te grijpen. En toen in een keer duwde ik mijn lul geheel haar kut in en tegelijk verdween mijn duim in der kont. Hier op gooide Maya haar hoofd om hoog en trok ik haar aan der haren Maya los met de tieten van de tafel. De gewichtjes trokken nu aan Maya der tepels die helemaal werden uit gerekt. Ze schreeuwde luid. Aagh Meester neuk me neuk je slet. En dat was precies wat ik ging doen. Ik ramde mijn lul diep in der kut terwijl mijn duim het zelfde ritme had zodat het leek of ze dubbel geneukt werd. Der tepels werden helemaal uitgerekt maar ze kon de pijn aan haar tepels niet verminderen. Ik ga komen kreunde ze Meester spuit mijn kut vol laat mij komen. Ik ging een versnelling hoger en ramde nog harder mijn lul in der kut. En daar kwam ze. Ze begon te schudden en te kreunen ik voelde haar geil uit der kut lopen. En toen spoot ik mijn zaad diep in der kut. Ik bleef maar doorneuken want ook Maya kwam voor de tweede keer. Toen de orgasmes weg ebde trok ik mijn lul uit Maya der kut. Het zaad liep gelijk naar buiten en Maya liet zich plat op de tafel vallen. Ik maakte de kettinkjes los en draaide Maya om zodat ze op der rug op de tafel lag. Ze hield haar benen vast en uit elkaar zodat ik een mooi uitzicht had op haar openstaande kut en kont. Ik verwijderde de tepelklemmetjes een voor een. Wat wel pijnlijk was voor Maya want ze kreunde hard en luid toen het bloed waar naar der tepels stroomde. Ik nam ze een voor een teder in mijn mond om de pijn te verzachten en zoog er op en liet mijn tong er over glijden. Ik greep Maya bij der boven benen vast en spreiden haar benen zo ver mogelijk. Ik bekeek Maya der kut eens die nu was leeggelopen met mijn geil het liep langs der kont af. Maya begon haar clit te strelen en stak wat vingers in der kut zo begon ze zich zelf klaar te vingeren. Ik werd er op nieuw geil van en mijn lul werd weer heerlijk hard voorzichtig duwde ik mijn eikel tegen der ster aan. Maya voelde dit en drukte zachtjes haar kont over mijn eikel heen. Niet verder Meester het is gevoelig maar dit is heerlijk geil ik denk dat ik ga komen. Oooh wat geil mijn kut komt weer. En ze kwam weer klaar. Ik begon mijn lul zachtjes mijn lul dieper in der kont te duwen dit was een heerlijk en apart gevoel en even later voelde ik mijn orgasme opkomen en ik begon klaar te komen in Maya der kont ik spoot mijn zaad diep haar kont in maar mijn lul had nog meer nodig. Ik trok hem uit der kont en trok mij hard af. En weer kwam ik klaar en spoot ik mijn zaad over Maya der kut en buik heen. Het was ook een heerlijk geil gezicht al dat zaad dat Maya’s kut en kont besmeurde. Ik hielp haar van de tafel en dwong haar op de knieën. Maak het maar eens helemaal schoon wie weet heb je hem nog nodig. Ze nam mijn slap geworden lul in haar mond en begon deze schoon te zuigen. Heerlijk Meester ik ben nog zo geil mag ik mezelf nog een keer lekker klaar maken. Je bent echt een geile slet kom mee.? Robert pakte een hondenriem en klikt deze vast aan mijn Collar daar aan trok hij mij naar de hoek van de kamer. Daar hebben wij een Pc staan ik moest plaats nemen op bureaustoel. Zo Slet jij wil weer komen zei je. Dat mag maar niet alleen. Ik moest mijn benen op de Pc tafel plaatsen ver uit elkaar. Robert zette mij een Catwomanmasker op van latex zodat alleen mijn mond en kin zichtbaar waren. Toen zette hij de Pc aan en plaatste de cam tussen mijn benen onder het grote scherm. Hij zocht wat op het internet tot hij Cam 4u had gevonden en logde in. Toen kreeg ik de opdracht om mij geil te tonen en ik mocht pas klaarkomen tegelijk met een spuitende pik of een klaarkomende kut. Dus nu maar afwachten wat er zou komen want meestal was het niet veel hier. Er waren wel vaak veel gratis kijkers maar weinig wilde om privé te gaan want dan waren ze bang dat ze moesten betalen. Het chatten starten gelijk en de meeste voorkomende vraag was natuurlijk ben je geil?? Nee ik lig hier met mijn benen wijd en volgespoten in geile lingerie omdat ik mij slecht voel. Maar gelukkig kwamen er ook wat positieve opmerkingen langs. Een sprong er tussen uit dat was een man alleen maar hij zat niet naakt aan zijn pik te trekken maar netjes in broek en blouse. Hij stelde zich ook netjes voor als Twan Hij was keurig en beleefd ik vroeg of hij soms mee wilde gaan naar de privé’ kamer. Ik wil wel maar mijn vrouw komt zo thuis zei hij maar als je dat niet erg vind? Nee maakt mijn niets uit als jij betrapt wordt. Dus we gingen naar de viproom de toon werd gelijk anders. Ik ben Twan en ik ben super geil van jou. Ik zie dat je gebonden bent zit je hier in opdracht van je Dom? Ik bevestigde dat en dat mijn Dom mij nauwlettend in de gaten hield hier in de kamer. Ik zie ook dat je nog behoorlijk nat bent tussen je benen. Mijn Dom heeft me net in al mijn gaatjes sperma achter gelaten. Maar mag ik je pik eens zien en heb jij nog opdrachten voor mij? Je wil mijn pik zien daar komt ie en gelijk begon Twan zich uit te kleden. Even later zat hij naakt voor me met een mooie geschoren en stijve lul. Hij streelde hem zachtjes en vroeg aan mij trek je billen eens uit elkaar. Ik plaatste mijn handen op mijn billen en trok deze uit elkaar zodat hij goed mijn ster kon zien er kwam nog wat zaad uit mijn kontje gelopen. En dat zag Twan. Ik streelde mijn kont en kutje en begon het zaad er over uit te smeren en wreef het in mijn huid. Toen likte ik een voor een mijn vingers af. Twan begon nu serieus aan zijn lul te trekken. Mijn vrouw komt binnen en gelijk zag ik een vrouwen hand in beeld komen die zijn lul streelde. Ik dacht dat hij bang was dat hij betrapt zou worden maar was meer een uitnodiging of ze mee mocht doen. Ze had een mooie slanke hand en haar nagels waren mooi verzorgd en gelakt. Ze streelde van zijn ballen naar zijn pik ontblootte zijn eikel en toen kwam er een mond in beeld waar een tong uit werd gestoken die over zijn eikel heen likte. Ze likt aan zijn pisbuis en duwde haar tong er tegen toen opende ze haar mond en zoog ze zijn eikel in haar mond. Ze streelde zijn ballen en af en toe ging er een vinger door zijn bilnaad. Robert had onder tussen wat speeltje voor me klaar gelegd voor op het bureau zodat ik ze zelfs kon pakken. Toen verdween het hoofd en trok Twan zich zelf af. Nu had hij weer oog voor mij. Wat een geile kut heb jij zeg en wat een tieten daar zou ik wel eens mee willen spelen. Wat zou je dan doen Twan.? Ik zou je tepels oprekken tot je gilde van de pijn en genot en ik zou mijn lul diep in die kut van je rammen geile slet. En mijn vingers zouden je clitpiercing strelen. Robert hoorde dit aan en kwam achter me staan hij pakt mijn tieten beet die over de kleine BH heen lagen zocht mijn tepels en trok er flink aan zodat mijn borsten een stuk werden opgetild. Nu gilde ik van pijn en genot en dit was wat Twan erg opwond want hij trok harder aan zijn lul. Toen kwam er een naakt vrouwelijk onder lijf in beeld en die ging bij Twan op zijn schoot zitten de benen gespreid en haar mooi kale kut naar ons toe. Twan zette zijn lul tegen de ingang van der kut en ze liet zich over zijn lul zakken. Dit was een super geil gezicht voor ons. Ik pakte de dildo die op het bureau stond zoog er even op en duwde hem mijn kut in. Robert nam de Woman Nyser en plaatse de zuigmond op mijn clit. Dit was super geil om te kijken en zo bekeken te worden. Voor me was Twan ook bezig om de clit van zijn vrouw te strelen en zo te horen duurde het niet lang meer of beide daar gingen klaarkomen. Ze wipte steeds harder over Twan zijn lul heen en toen hoor de ik haar komen. Twan trok zijn lul uit haar kut en spoot zijn zaad in het wilde weg terwijl hij maar steeds haar clit bleef bewerken met zijn vingers. Maar ook ik hield het niet meer en duwde de dildo harder en sneller in en uit mijn kut terwijl Robert mijn clit bleef bewerken en daar kwam ik weer heel mijn lijf schudde op en neer. Ik bleef de dildo maar diep in mijn kut duwen terwijl mijn clit heerlijk werd gemasseerd. Ik zuchtte diep ik was totaal bevredigd. We wenste het stel een goede nacht en sloten alles af. Moe en voldaan zochten we ons bed weer op.

12 February 2026

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Walking down a long corridor in a motel, I felt a mixture of emotions – emotions of excitement and anxiety at the same time. I had been talking to a stranger on the Internet for weeks and that evening we decided to meet for an anonymous party… When I entered the room whose number he had sent me earlier via text message, I noticed a figure standing in the corner with his back turned towards me, he was tall and with broad shoulders, when he turned towards me he was staring with his bright blue eyes at me. Without a word, he came up to me and hugged me warmly and then kissed me, his hands started moving around my body, he felt my chest and buttocks, I felt his hard cock rubbing against me through his pants, I felt like I was going to have a good time… We quickly took off our clothes. I shamelessly spread my legs wide, and he slid onto the bed until his head was between my thighs. I felt his tongue first on my labia and then entering my pussy. It lasted maybe 20 minutes, during which the stranger passionately licked my pussy until he finally slid on top of me, putting his tongue in my mouth. I felt the taste of my pussy, which turned me on so much that my tongue almost went down his throat. Without stopping kissing, I felt his very hard cock slide into my pussy. How I loved this feeling! A warm cock buried inside me. He started fucking me rhythmically and when he did it very hard, our kisses stopped and each of us started to focus on the pleasures coming from our crotches. The stranger was fucking me very hard and my body was stiffening with excitement, I could tell that he was about to cum, so my thighs pressed against his buttocks to let him know that he had to finish inside me. Which he did after a while. I had a long and wonderful orgasm, I felt the warmth of the semen gushing in my pussy. For a while, even though we both came, he kept fucking me until he finally got off me and lay down next to me. I was lying next to the stranger, completely relaxed and satisfied, I could feel his semen flowing out of my vagina, but it didn’t bother me, it just reminded me that I had just had a cock inside me. – I want more – I said quietly, turning towards him. – I want to add you again. He looked at me and smiled before lying on me again and after a while he entered me again, and I secretly hoped that he would fill me with his sperm again…

10 February 2026

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I’d parked in the backblocks a few streets from the venue, engine ticking as it cooled, the bass from the concert thudding faintly through the dark like a second heartbeat. The plan was simple: wait, nap, wake up when my phone rang. Dad duty. Chauffeur with street cred. That’s why I’d pulled on my most battered Ramones tee, holes soft as confession, just in case my kids’ friends clocked me and needed proof I wasn’t some beige suburban cliché. I must’ve drifted off, cheek pressed to the window, when the knock came. Not a cop’s rap. Not impatient. Just… curious. I cracked one eye open and saw her shape through the glass, the glow of a streetlight catching velvet black cotton stretched over a body that had lived a little. I rolled the window down and there she was—mid-forties, easy smile, hair that knew exactly how to fall. Her Velvet Underground shirt looked like it had stories of its own. “Sorry,” she said, not sounding sorry at all. “I thought you were dead.” “Only on the inside,” I said. “Waiting for kids.” She laughed. The real kind. “Same. Thought I was the only relic hiding out back here.” I stepped out of the car. We leaned against our respective doors, swapping war stories. Concerts we’d survived. Bands we’d loved before life got loud in other ways. She told me what she used to get up to at shows—how freedom felt when the lights went down and nobody knew your name. The air shifted as she talked, charged, like the moment before feedback screams through an amp. At some point we noticed how close we were standing. How the conversation had slowed, thickened. Her eyes flicked to my mouth when I spoke. Mine traced the curve of her hip without asking permission. “Do you want to sit?” she asked, nodding toward her SQ7, the ultimate in Mum accessories. “More comfortable than… whatever this is.” The back of it was warm, leather holding the day’s heat. We didn’t rush. That was the thing. Hands finding, unhurried. Mouths exploring like we were remembering something important rather than discovering something new. The kind of intimacy that comes when you know who you are and don’t need to pretend. Time blurred. Streetlight shadows moved across the windows. The world narrowed to breath and touch and the low hum of a city minding its own business. We gave each other exactly what we’d been missing, generous and greedy all at once, until the tension broke and left us laughing softly in the dark. Eventually, the bass fell silent. Reality called. We straightened shirts, exchanged a look that said this was enough—perfect because it didn’t need to be more. She squeezed my hand before I slipped out. “Nice tee,” she said. “You still got it.” “So do you,” I replied, watching stand and check herself for signs of mischief. He phone buzzed, she gave me a last cheeky look and transformed back into suburban mum, and drove off into the night. When my kids finally called, I was wide awake, smiling to myself, the echo of bass still in my chest—but now it wasn’t just the concert.

6 February 2026

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It was supposed to be a quiet night. The restaurant had just closed, the lights dimmed low, and the scent of caramelized sugar and fresh herbs still lingered in the air. I was wiping down the counter when I noticed her sitting at the bar — long after everyone else had left. She smiled like she knew something I didn’t. “I heard the chef makes magic after hours,” she said, resting her chin in her hand. I poured her a glass of wine. Slow. Intentional. Our fingers brushed when I handed it to her. She didn’t pull away. We talked about nothing at first — travel, music, favorite desserts — but every word carried weight. Her eyes didn’t wander. They stayed locked on mine. Testing. Inviting. When I stepped closer to explain a dish, she didn’t move back. “You cook with this much focus all the time?” she asked softly. “Only when the heat is right.” The tension between us felt like a flame turned low but ready to rise. The air grew heavier, charged with unspoken curiosity. Her hand found my apron string, slowly, playfully tugging. “Show me,” she whispered. And that’s when I knew this wasn’t about the food anymore. The kitchen had never felt so alive.

5 February 2026

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We waren op Ibiza in het hotel waar we eerder waren geweest en wat ons uitstekend beviel. We lagen vandaag heerlijk aan het zwembad met lounge muziek op de achtergrond te genieten van onze drankjes. Deze werden gebracht door een jonge ober Rico die we voor het eerst zagen tijdens ons verblijf hier. Het was een spontane leuke kerel van een jaar of 25 mooi slank en gespierd maar niet overdreven. Hij sprak goed Engels dus we konden goed met hem converseren. Het viel me op dat hij wel veel belangstelling had voor Saskia. En dat zijn ogen soms wat te lang over Saskia heen gleden. En vooral haar billen hadden zijn aandacht. Saskia is een mooie Milf met alles er op en er aan. Ze sport veel en is goed in shape. Daarbij is ze ook goed van de tong en maakt ze snel contact. Maar vooral is ze mijn subje. Toen ik haar vertelde dat Rico wel extra aandacht aan haar besteed en soms wel heel nadrukkelijk naar haar keek begon ze te lachen. Toen je van morgen was wandelen heeft hij zich netjes voor gesteld en me verteld dat hij mij wel heel interessant vond en bereidt was om me extra aandacht te geven. Nou schat van mij mag ie antwoorden ik haar als je daar zin in hebt. Hij werd wel wat terughoudend toen ie door had dat ik hier was met mijn Meester. Maar ik zal hem vandaag zeker nog wel meer spreken. Ik ga zo nog een kleiner broekje aan doen kan hij nog meer gluren haha. We bleven de dag verder aan het zwembad liggen en als ik in het water was kwam Rico steeds even langs om met Saskia wat te praten. Ik liet ze maar toe doen want ik wist dat Saskia niets doet zonder mij. Toen we wat wilde eten en een tafeltje hadden en hij ook ons daar bediende kregen we toch een gesprek en vertelde hij wat over zich zelf. Het was allemaal wat koetjes en kalfjes terwijl ik meer de Stier bij de horens neem. Rico heb je zin om van avond wat te komen drinken met ons hier aan de strandbar of ergens anders ? Hij schrok een beetje maar herpakte zich snel. Ja is prima hier een stukje verder aan het strand is een leuke loungebar daar kom ik wel vaker. Doen we rond een uur of 11 is dat goed prima en zo werd de afspraak gemaakt. We spraken nog wat over van alles maar hij werd weg geroepen en was de rest van de middag druk. Tegen een uur of vijf zochten we onze kamer op voor een hazenslaapje. Na dat we beide een uurtje van de wereld waren kwamen we beiden weer fit wakker. Wat heb ik gedaan ?zei Saskia. Nog niets we zijn hier. Maar we hebben een afspraak met Rico gemaakt die is veel te jong ! en wat moeten we ermee? We gaan er eentje drinken meer niet. Saskia lag nog op het bed met een witte kleine string aan. Ik kroop op het bed en duwde haar benen uit elkaar en zoog mijn mond vast op der string. Mijn tong ging er ruw over heen ik voelde haar clit piercing en wist dat ik goed zat. Ze kreunde gelijk. Je bent al geil alleen al met de gedachten wat er kan gaan gebeuren zei ik. Ik trok haar string aan de kant en mijn tong gleed diep haar kut in. Ik zoog op haar schaamlippen en maakte haar heel nat. Toen kroop ik omhoog. Ze trok haar benen op en spreidde deze nog verder. Ik pakte mijn lul beet en duwde de eikel tegen der schaamlippen aan die openstonden om me toe te laten. Kom Robert neuk die sletten kut van me. Dit hoefde ze maar een keer te zeggen en ik duwde hem gelijk helemaal naar binnen. Toen begon ik haar voorzichtig te neuken want ook ik stond op springen. Ik ga komen kreunde ze, en dat moest ik horen. Ik trok mijn lul uit haar en stond op kom we gaan douchen. Wat ze zei zal ik hier maar niet herhalen. Na het douchen was ze al een stukje rustiger en had ze het mij al vergeven. Moest wel beloven dat het een onvergetelijke nacht zou worden. Ze kleden zich om nadat ze zich uitgebreid had ingesmeerd met een heerlijk ruikende parfumbody gel en de nodige make up op had gedaan. Ze trok een lichtblauw luchtig slipje aan (dus met open kruis en billen bloot en een bij passende bh waar je de cups opzij van kon schuiven zodat haar volle borsten de vrijheid konden nemen. Daar over heen een groens strak jurkje... We zochten een restaurant op waar we een heerlijke visschotel aten en rond half elf gingen we opzoek naar de lounge bar en Rico. We waren er zo en zagen Rico al zitten aan een mooie lounges set waar we ook plaats namen. We zakte weg in de zachte bank tegen over Rico en de ober kwam gelijk gelopen. We bestelden onze drankjes en hadden een geanimeerd gesprek met Rico over zijn leven hier, vriendinnetjes, zijn werk enz., Het bleek toch dat ik hem ouder ingeschat had hij was pas 21 jaar wel volwassen maar … Het werd door de drankjes steeds wat losser en toen de DJ om 24.00u begon werd er ook gedanst. Saskia danste wel close met Rico maar dat vonden geen van drieën erg. Ik voegde me bij hen op de dansvloer het was er best druk dus stonden we dicht tegen elkaar aan. Saskia greep achter zich en pakte me bij mijn kruis en kneep in mijn lul die opstijfde. Maar met haar ander hand wreef ze over het kruis van Rico die mij aankeek. Ik gaf hem een knipoog om hem gerust te stellen. Kom we drinken er nog een en gingen terug naar onze zetels. Saskia zat tegen over Rico maar heel de avond had ze kuis haar benen gekruist maar nu gaf ze Rico een mooie inkijk. Hij verslikte zich bijna in zijn drankje. We zullen zo gaan zei Saskia en Rico nog zin in een drankje in het hotel? De bar is daar dicht zei Rico, Geef niks wij hebben een rijk gevulde bar op onze kamer. Ja prima we rekende af en liepen naar het hotel dat vlakbij was. In de lift naar boven kuste ik Saskia in der nek en trok ik haar dicht tegen me aan. Haar kont duwde za naar achter tegen mijn kruis aan. Ik trok haar jurkje hoog op tot boven haar navel. Rico had een mooi uitzicht op haar open slip Saskia opende haar armen hij deed een stap naar voren en Saskia gaf hem een stevige tongzoen. Toen kwamen we op onze verdieping aan Saskia liep voor ons uit met haar jurkje nog hoog opgetrokken maar voor we aan de kamer deur waren was het al uit. Saskia kleedde zich geheel uit terwijl ik de drankjes inschonk. Kom Rico ff een douche nemen samen? Ja maar ??? kom jongen niet verlegen kleed je uit en ze liep naar de douche en zetten de sproeier aan om zich wat op te frissen. Nu hadden wij een luxe kamer met zeezicht en de douche en bad werden gescheiden van het slaapgedeelte door een glaswand zodat als je in de kamer was je zo de douche kon zien. Zo kon hij nu Saskia zien die zich inzeepte. Hij keek naar mij en ik zie lachend ga maar. Hij kleedde zich snel uit en voegde zich bij Saskia. Saskia begon hem gelijke in te zepen met de spons en vooral zijn harde lul kreeg de nodige aandacht toen gaf ze de spons aan Rico. Hij begon wat onwennig met zepen maar ik gaf geen reactie maar kleedde me ook helemaal uit nadat de drankjes klaar stonden. Ik liep naar de douche terwijl zij er net uit kwamen en zich afdroogde. Ze liepen samen naar de slaapkamer en ik hoorde dat Rico vroeg of Saskia nog even haar Bh en slipje wilde aan doen want dat vond hij wel geil. May deed dit natuurlijk en Rico ging op het bed liggen speelde met zijn stijve lul en keek toe toen ze het setje opnieuw aandeed. Nu lichte Saskia haar tieten uit de bh cubs zodat ze geheel vrij kwamen te liggen. Ze speelde met haar tepels en toonde haar billen uitgebreid. Onder tussen kwam ik de slaap kamer in en zei tegen Saskia dat het tijd werd dat Rico maar eens moest kijken hoe goed ze kon pijpen. Ze kroop op het bed en ging op haar knieën zitten. Ik ging voor het bed staan en ze hapte mijn lul in haar mond terwijl Rico op een afstand van een kleine meter alles lag te bekijken. Onder tussen speelde hij met zijn lul en zijn andere hand begon op verkenning te gaan naar Saskia’s billen en kut. Zijn vingers gleden over Saskia haar clit piercing heen die hij al eerder had staan te bewonderen. Toen hij vingers naar binnen schoof kreunde Saskia zacht. Ze liet mijn lul uit haar mond vallen draaide zich om en begon Rico te pijpen. Dit beviel hem wel want hij kreunde en moedigde Saskia aan in het Spaans. Ik ging naast hem liggen om toe te kijken hoe Saskia hem pijpte en onder tussen trok ze aan mijn lul. Ze wisselde het af door ons alle twee op deze manier te verwennen. Toen kroop ze tussen mijn benen in en vroeg ze Rico om haar van achteren te neuken. Die had daar wel zin in want zijn lul stond keihard naar voren. Hij ging achter Saskia naast het bed staan en ik zag aan Saskia dat zijn lul bij haar naar binnen drong. Even wennen maar toen begon hij haar te neuken. Hij had Saskia bij der heupen beet en duwde haar over zijn lul heen terwijl hij een mooi uitzicht op haar kont had en zijn lul die in haar kut gleed. En ik zag Saskia geniet van de spitroast. Ik zocht haar tepels en begon deze te masseren tussen duim en wijsvinger ze kreunde luid zeker toen ik er wat ruwer mee speelde. Ze ging komen net als Rico die nu hard Saskia neukte. Toen Saskia kwam had Rico het niet meer en trok hij zijn lul uit Saskia en spoot zich leeg over Saskia der kont heen. Toen Saskia mij aankeek wist ik wat ze wilde. Haar duim masseerde mijn anus en toen ze tegendrukte gaf ik haar wat ze wilde. Ik spoot al mijn zaad diep in haar mond ze slikte alles door. En wat ze miste likte ze op. Rico stond nog steeds achter Saskia en veegde haar rug en kont schoon met wat tissues. Toen zakte hij door de knieën heen om Saskia te likken. Saskia kreunde luid Rico was ook best fanatiek bezig. Ik ging van het bed af om nog wat te gaan drinken en Saskia draaide zich op haar rug met haar benen wijd uit elkaar en omhoog. Nu kon Rico haar goed likken en vingeren... Ik nam wat te drinken en ging op een stoel alles van een afstandje zitten te bekijken. Beiden waren me helemaal vergeten zo gingen ze in elkaar op. Het maakte me weer super geil want mijn lul was weer keihard. Nu had Saskia wel weer zin in de lul van Rico die ook weer hard stond. Hij ging op haar liggen en ik zag zijn lul bij Saskia in der kut glijden. Ze kreunde luid en toen begon Rico diep hard en snel te stoten. Ik hoorde Saskia klaar komen maar ook Rico had niet veel nodig. Even later spoot hij zijn zaad diep in Saskia. Samen lagen ze te bekomen van de inspanning. Toen Rico plaatst maakte voor mij stond ik op en trok ik Saskia op haar rug naar de hoek van het bed. Haar benen nog hoog in de lucht en gespreid. Ik spuugde op haar openstaande kut en wreef met mijn eikel over clit die groot en hard was haar clit piercing stond strak omhoog. Ik maakte mijn eikel nat met het spuug en haar geil. En duwde hem door haar bilspleet tegen haar anus aan. Nee Meester niet in mijn kontje dat wordt te veel. Ik sloeg geen acht op wat ze zei en duwde door tot mijn eikel haar sluitspier was gepasseerd. Toen wachtte ik even zodat ze kon wennen. Rico had Saskia horen kermen en kreunen en kwam naast ons staan om te kijken wat ik deed. Ik spuugde nog een keer op mijn lul en duwde toen weer door. Mijn lul gleed langzaam haar kont in. Au au niet zo diep Robert niet helemaal in mijn kontje. Ik letten niet op haar ik ging nu voor mijn eigen genot. Rico speels eens met haar kut en dat zei ik niet tegen dovenmans oren. Want hij stopte twee vingers in Saskia der kut en zijn duim streelde haar clit Terwijl hij met zijn andere had haar tieten streelde en kneedde. Nu begon Saskia te kreunen van genot, ik ga weer komen ik ga weer komen. En toen kwam ze niet zo maar het was net of ze me onder plaste haar kut begon te spuiten net als ik. Ik vulde haar kont met mijn zaad terwijl ze tegen mij buik aan spoot. Zij schokte en schudde heftig zo had ik haar zelden zien klaar komen. Ik liet mijn lul uit haar kont glijden terwijl ze weer kalmeerde. Rico haalde wat tissues om de boel wat op te kuisen. Deze nacht was nog lang niet voorbij.

5 February 2026

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We hadden elkaar al geruime tijd online gesproken, maar het juiste moment om elkaar te ontmoeten leek steeds uit te blijven. Misschien waren we allebei nog niet helemaal klaar voor elkaar. Ik werkte als masseur, zij bewoog zich zelfverzekerd in het bedrijfsleven — twee werelden die elkaar nieuwsgierig aftastten, maar nog niet raakten. Op een avond besloot ik uit te gaan, naar een intieme club gevuld met warme R&B-klanken en een ontspannen sfeer. Terwijl ik met vrienden danste, voelde ik plots een lichte aanraking op mijn schouder. Toen ik me omdraaide, kruisten onze blikken — en in dat ene moment leek alles samen te vallen. Het was zij. De vonk was onmiddellijk voelbaar. We spraken die avond alsof we elkaar al jaren kenden; gesprekken vloeiden moeiteloos, lachend, oprecht, zonder terughoudendheid. Alles voelde natuurlijk, ongeforceerd, alsof de tijd ons eindelijk toestemming gaf. Later besloten we samen verder te gaan, weg van de drukte, naar een hotel waar rust en intimiteit de ruimte kregen. Daar nam ik haar mee in mijn wereld — langzaam, aandachtig. Mijn handen vertelden een verhaal zonder woorden, bouwden spanning op, lieten haar ontspannen en verlangen tegelijk. Haar blik bleef me zoeken, haar aanrakingen werden steeds vertrouwder. Ze genoot van mijn rustige dominantie, van de zekerheid waarmee ik haar leidde, en juist dat gaf haar vrijheid. Wat volgde was geen haast, geen twijfel. Alleen intensiteit, overgave en een diep gedeeld moment. Geluid vervaagde, de wereld bestond even alleen uit ons. Daarna bleven we dicht bij elkaar, streelden, fluisterden, verbonden in stilte en warmte. Later verschoof het ritme — van teder en langzaam naar krachtig en vol passie — steeds in volledige afstemming. Haar genot was voelbaar, puur en intens, en haar overgave maakte het moment onvergetelijk.

2 February 2026

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I had lived rather a sheltered life, controlled by a dominating father using religion as a rod! Married early and young cause that’s what you do! No sex before marriage allowed! 7 years that lasted and we parted amicably sharing 3 beautiful children. It was time for me to explore those desires l had smothered. A late bloomer in my thirties! I don’t recall which adult site it was! But l do recall the smoothness of her figure and our free flowing conversation! “Why dont you come and see me” she exclaimed! It was my kid free weekend and l thought what the heck why not! I started the trusty work van and this country boy from central Victoria at the time hit the road travelling to the outskirts of Mildura! It was a long drive! Some 4 hours plus! The sun was still rising as l hit the road, l enjoyed exploring new areas, time to think, ponder, what may be, what am l actually doing? The uncertainty of the unknown thrilled me, as l pushed the pedal to the metal in a feeble attempt to arrive that little bit quicker I was under strict instruction to ring her when l approached town and she would give me her address What if she didn’t answer, what if it was a hoax I hesitantly dialled and true to her word she answered and in no time l was approaching her country get away down her long dusty and winding driveway! To say l was a ball of excitement and nervous energy would be an understatement! Never had l done anything like this I could be catfished or anything! As l pulled up, she approached me from her humble abode, there was an audible sigh of relief, she looked just like her pics, tanned, slim with slightly curly and flowing brunette locks! Jeans the hugged her athletic legs and a lacy black top on! An Amazonian princess hiding in North West Victoria! I’m sure l nervously exclaimed hello! Wondering what her first impressions of me might be! I was rather dorky at the time! Still probably am but fit from my work and also tanned! At 6ft 1 l towered over her petite frame and l waited for her response Her simple and direct reply left me no doubt! “l knew l would want to fuck you the minute l saw you!” She blurted out. My god do women like this really exist, this was new ground for me, as l subconsciously pinched myself, but l was ready, eager, and already putty in her hands She invited me inside We made small talk about my trip She offered me a bourbon which l politely declined but she fumbled in the fridge to find me a much appreciated beer! Was a bit early to drink! Approaching midday but oh how did the one drink just settled my persona Then with no further ado She beckoned follow me! Gesturing with her finger Slipping her top off as she walked through the house I followed like an eager puppy admiring her physique from behind The shower turned on, great pressure l remember thinking! Funny how in the heat of the moment, work thoughts entered my head! The perils of being a Plumber The shower was one of those old types Claw foot bath with the curtain wrapped around, it would be a tight Squeeze But lm sure we would make room She was now naked and just hoped in! I really thought l was in a dream I had literally dreamt of moments like this I paused Is this really happening? It really is I quickly followed Undressing fumbling, l almost tripped out of my pants! Good start that would be! If l cracked my head open on the cast iron bath! I regained my composure And had to lift my underpants off over my already erected manhood! The blood was pumping, l was as hard as l have ever been my erection even surprised myself, l could literally feel my cock throbbing with anticipation Naked, exposed, open, nervous, vulnerable but ready I entered beside her She was adjusting the taps as l nudged behind her My hands ventured to her firm buttocks as l massaged both cheeks She quickly turned and looked up Our eyes connected under the gushing water as we kissed passionately and lustfully! I caught my breath and looked down at her firm tight breasts! It was a perfect handful for my large hands As l fondled her playing with her erect dark nipples! Boob size never bothered me! I am a nipple man The more erect the more excited l am! And God was l excited my what l saw and felt I only played for a while when she broke away and not quite dropped to her knees! The rest is a blur! But this l recall She took my large cock hard and deep Her lips wrapped around my shaft, and she sucked with the enthusiasm of a child on a icy pole on a hot summers day I held her head as if to guide her on the depth! But she needed no guidance, she was an expert l was the apprentice and I had never received a head job like this before As the warm water gushed over our nakedness! Still l didn’t cum! I needed friction She stopped We dried each other And continued to her bedroom! Needless to say We fucked for hours! And fucking it was Not making love This was lustful, carnal, fleshly and erotic Pheromones filled the air As we explored the depths of each others bodies Her pussy was divine, pink lips invited me, and a nice landing strip of pubic hair as if to point me to her pleasure zone! I performed oral on her engorged clit! And tasted her insides Her wetness surprised me! And her groans of satisfaction only complemented my limited experience We both had multiple orgasms, would rest for a while then go again! After hours of sex, different positions and exploration it was time for me to leave! Funny thing is we actually didn’t talk that much To this day l don’t know much about her ! And likewise I left with a brief goodbye We both knew we would not see each other again But we got want we needed and wanted It was indeed an awakening Two souls united in sex and lust Consensual and open Surely one of the greatest gifts two humans can share! And every now and again I remember my road trip And a wry smile appears on my face! And l wonder Does she recall?

1 February 2026

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Sitting at the pub waiting for my meal I looked over at the next table across and there she sat looking at her phone maybe 70 or 75 hard to tell but hot and I mean a hot that's hard to describe but here goes from what I could see of her face whatever she was reading on her phone gave her a mischievous grin which lit up her face. Her white top was straining to hold back D or possibly DD breasts the pink clearly visible under the white top had to wonder if the panties matched. So I lent back slightly in my chair to see what I could see under the table unfortunately for me the quick glimpse of yep pink panties was soon ended as she looked over the top of her phone and busted me badly and her legs closed abruptly with nothing lose I made eye contact and gave a pout of disappointment. Much to my surprise she looked down my eyes followed Her's and to my surprise she had her legs spread as far apart as the little black skirt she wore would allow what she did next would of made me choke on my food if I had her hand came down under the table and pulled her panties to the side giving me a glimpse of a perfectly shaven pussy and I gotta admit it made me lick my lips. She slid two of her fingers over her clit and gently rubbed herself under the table which just made me reach under my table and give my now hard cock a squeeze the grin on her face told the whole story of being busted looking and now being teased badly. The last thing I wanted right now was my meal buzzer going but yep it did as I stood, she looked directly at my crotch, and her finger started to rub small circles around her clit I couldn't move even though that dam buzzer was going off in my hand. I reluctantly turned to the counter to collect my meal as I turned to return to my table there she stood directly in my path and simply asked if I liked the color pink my choked response was yes and everything the pink covered her laugh brought a sheepish grin to my face as she side stepped me to place her order

30 January 2026

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The lights were low enough to make every shadow feel like a dare. I backed her against the wall, close enough that the air between us seemed to sizzle, but careful not to touch—yet. The space itself was alive, charged with anticipation, every second stretching longer than the one before. My hand rose slowly, deliberately, hovering just short of her skin, teasing, testing, daring her to react. “Say stop,” I whispered, letting the words hang in the space between us. But she didn’t. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t pull away. Her pulse betrayed her, quickening with every heartbeat, and I smiled at that—the quiet confession of desire she hadn’t said aloud. I leaned closer, mouth brushing near enough to steal her breath without taking it, letting the tension build until it became almost unbearable. When my fingers finally slid to her waist, firm and deliberate, the air between us seemed to ignite. The tension snapped like lightning—soft, sharp, perfect—and for a moment, the world ceased to exist beyond the warmth of that instant. Some experiences are understood without words. They pause… they linger. They stay with you, echoing long after the moment has passed, leaving you craving just a taste more.

28 January 2026

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Sometimes you see something that is truly lovely to look at. I was lucky enough to experience one such vision as I took a shortcut through the back streets of Sydney’s upper North Shore. It was brief, very brief, as I had to concentrate on driving but there, running or it might have been jogging, was this young woman, late teens or early twenties, dressed in a light cheese cloth type textured top and shorts tracing out her delightfully cute little arse. This young woman was small, about 5’2” or 5’3”of slight build – not skinny but not voluptuous, probably classed as fit but with good sized breasts, between large oranges and a small grapefruit. What made this vision so pleasant was that, as she ran, her tits jiggled or wobbled about in her filmy, light material top, seemingly uncontrolled and unrestrained by a bra. She made it even better by slyly looking down checking out how her tits were wobbling as she ran. In my humble opinion, that is the sign of a relative innocent, inexperienced woman. More experienced worldly women never check out their tits in public, they have already checked out the bounce and how they look at home in front of a mirror but this young woman was looking at hers as she ran and was probably thinking “hey, they’re alright!’ or perhaps “hmmm, do they look alright?” and her’s was a concerned look and so perhaps the later. Now this all happened in a brief second or two as I drove past in the other direction and was made even more difficult to view by the cars that were parked beside the road and very close together, obstructing my vision, as this was near the local shopping centre and railway station. It was all over in an instant and I continued on about my business, arriving home some time later. As is my custom when I see such a sight, I sat down and had a mighty wank as I remembered her tits wobbling around and how much I would have liked to fondle them for her, savouring the softness of them as I squeezed them like little beans bags of fun. I wasn’t sure whether I would have liked them naked or still wrapped in their cheesecloth top, I went for the cheesecloth and blew my load accordingly, straining with ear popping satisfaction. It was one of those orgasms that make you feel like your gonads are going to appear in your throat. I then got on with the rest of my day. The following day I awoke to the dawn glow but it was too early to get up, so still lying down nice and warm in bed with my eyes closed, I took hold of a handful of my flaccid tool and balls and played with myself until my erection appeared and took over my hand’s full attention causing my balls to loose out. All of this fondling was to the vision in my mind of this young woman and her tits wobbling delightfully as she danced down the street. Ooooh, definitely cold shower material except I didn’t want to loose my erection to cold water anyway and so I continued enjoying myself. I had hit my left hand with a hammer as I tried to cold chisel the head off a stubborn screw the previous day and it hurt like hell when I tried to use it. Despite it hurting I still played with myself but my right hand had to do most of the work. I am right handed but I like to change it around and use my left as the old saying goes “use your left hand! It feels like someone else is playing with you”. It’s amazing what pain the adult male will endure to feel his tool hardening up. The whole episode of this young woman’s wobbling tits reminded me of a similar one some years ago now, actually about eight or nine years ago, now that I think about it. I had just retired and settled into the relatively quiet retired activity of working on the maintenance of the house and garden. There I was one day watering my garden when a young woman jogged past on the other side of the street. It was one of those moments that make you realise that being retired isn’t all that bad. She had a nice body and was (as I found out later) in her early twenties. Trying not to be too obvious I watched her sneakily out of the corner of my eye and then continued on with the gardening, making a mental note of the time and resolving in my lecherous, dirty old man way to be there tomorrow morning to see if she jogged past again. The following morning I got comfortable and sat with my cup of tea watching from the front window of the house, through the lace curtains to mask my perving activities. Sure enough she ran past again roughly about the same time. She had a nice body and looked fit with good sized tits for her slender frame and very similar to the vision I had experienced just a few day ago. Her jogging went on fairly regularly over the next few weeks and on my spare days I tried to vary my activities, sometimes perving through the front curtains and sometimes actually standing holding the garden hose or digging in the front garden. She usually ran down the other side of the street but on a few occasions she ran past my front fence. I didn’t try to hide my looking at her as she did so and nodded politely. Sometimes she would be wearing a sports bra I think it is called and would have her tits strapped flat onto her chest (I don’t see what’s sporting about that) much to my disappointment but occasionally she would have her tits wobbling around with probably not even a normal bra on. On the occasions of her tits wobbling around I tried to pretend subtlety and sort of look over the top of my glasses at her tits and her body in general. I wanted her to know that I was looking at her in a sexual perverty sort of way. One morning she jogged to a standstill right in front of me and my garden fence and said “hello Mr Johnson (not my real name)”. She knew my name?! I think my mouth must have dropped open as I was taken aback as they say. She definitely had me at a disadvantage. She continued “do you remember me? I’m Michaela Smith (you guessed it, Smith was not her real name and I am not even positive about the spelling of the first name). I knew her parents from ten or fifteen years ago and so this was little Michaela all grown up and in all the right ways. She also had very sexy eyes and they sort of flashed as she looked me straight in the eyes in a very horny way. Young women (in particular) know that old men are lecherous and like looking at their bodies at anytime of the day. Some look away as their mothers probably taught them but others who are well in control of their surroundings look at you with “come hither and root me” eyes that flash at you seductively. Anyway this one knew she was well in control of her surrounding and it was really very much erection material for me and my undies were probably well lubricated (shale we say swimming in) with pre-cum. We chatted about things in general and she told me that her mother now lived in Melbourne and her father still lived down the road from me where she had grown up and where the family originally lived until the divorce. Michaela now spent most of her time living in Melbourne close to her mother but occasionally stayed with her dad for extended periods of which this was one. There was a bit of a silence and so she bid me farewell with a “well, I had better keep going” and continued on her run. I watched her, perving at her arse until it disappeared around the corner out of sight. She turned and gave a little wave as she turned the corner and caught me still looking. Being a woman she would have known I was perving at her and her arse in particular. It’s so much more horny to perve at an arse when you have been talking to its gorgeous owner mere seconds before. Wild images of rubbing my tool up between those lovely young buns flashed through my dirty old man’s mind until I calmed down and got on with whatever I was doing. Over the next few weeks I saw her occasionally and one of those times she once again stopped on the other side of my front fence hedge. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and I asked after her parents. She didn’t talk much about them and so I let sleeping dogs lie and struggled desperately for a different subject. She rescued the situation and changed the subject to my garden and the flowers in particular. She pointed out one or two that she really liked and I explained that I had grown a few of them from cuttings and had a few just starting to flower in the greenhouse if she wanted one. She said that she had an appointment soon after her run that day so I suggested that she drop in tomorrow on her way home from her run so that she wouldn’t have to carry the plant with her on the run which made sense. She seemed delighted with that idea and she continued on her way and yes I did perve at her arse as she left. This day was one of her sports bra days and I was hoping tomorrow would be a “tits swinging free” day. I wasn’t disappointed. The next day rolled around and I heard a knock at the door and there she was hot and sweaty after her run, standing at the front door with that “well here I am” look on her face that some women get when they know they have control of the situation and the pathetic guy standing in front of them. This woman has eyes and a look that only a few women have when they are actively flirting or are interested in you. The look makes me want to pull her down then and there and have my old guy way with her as she observes, (with a bemused look on her face,) the pathetic male who due to his animalistic behaviour inherited from his cave man ancestors slobbers and writhes all over her naked body. I have noticed before that women like to watch me with that same bemused look (that says somewhat sarcastically “don’t mind me, just help yourself”) as I busy myself exploring, fondling, licking and sucking on all and sundry like a kid with some many toys and not knowing where to start. In this instance I managed to control myself but I was tingling with sex. We adjourned to the greenhouse and I think she was impressed with the plants. Despite looking as much as I could in her in the face I couldn’t help but look at her tits especially as the green house was hot and if she wasn’t already sweating due to her running then the greenhouse was certainly making her shirt top stick to her tits. She commented on the heat in the green house and pulled the material of her top forward off her sweaty tits to cool herself off but it fell back immediately and clung to them once again. I could see the different colours of her areolas as I brazenly looked at her tits like the pathetic male I am. She caught me doing it once or twice (I lingered intentionally long) before my gaze shifted quickly back up to her face. She pulled her singlet top up a millimetre or two in an half hearted token effort to conceal her tits from my gaze. We both had a bemused look on our faces as we could both see the futility of her actions as I glanced once more down at her rack. She apologized with something like “oh I’m sorry Mr Johnson. I am sorry if I am embarrassing you but I don’t wear a bra when I jog past a fellow down the street who is a pervert (there’s another one besides me in this street!?) as I like to give him a cheap thrill.” That was a chance I wasn’t going to let go as she was obviously flirting. I told her not to worry as I don’t mind looking at a good looking woman’s breasts anytime. I think I got the “oh, Mr Johnson!” exclamation at that point or whatever it was, it was false embarrassment on her part as she knew full well the effect her tits were having on me and my penis. She had moved really close to me in an effort to inspect the plant I had promised her. Her tits were so close and one of them couldn’t have been more than an inch away from my arm. She pushed closer supposedly to see the plant and her tit squashed into my arm. It wasn’t a slight brush of my arm but rather she pushed into me as if it wasn’t her tit at all but just any part of her body and that we were old friends that brushed up against each other on a regular basis. It was so delightful and I could feel the sweaty heat of her soft breast on my skin which made it even more so. I don’t specifically know what happens to penises at times like that but seemingly there must be litres (probably not quite that much considering your average penis, unless you are a horse or a donkey or me that is) of blood being pumped into them and they must also be trying to desperately to burst though the front of the guys’ pants in order to get at the woman. I know, as all guys do, that uncomfortable feeling when your gear is trying to straighten itself out from its coiled state down in the darkness of your hot, sweaty, wet undies and you would dearly like to reach down the front of your pants to rearrange everything but can’t as it is not socially acceptable. I looked down at her cleavage as she stood beside me feigning interest in the plant and I pushed back against her tit. She looked up into my face from down at her 5’2” height, with a devilish smile on her face that said “look, I know you want to put your hand on my boob”, took my hand and placed it on her deliciously rounded tit. My hand instinctively closed around her lovely breast in ecstasy that nearly made me pass out. I am an old guy don’t forget and there is my blood pressure to consider as well. Her tit was warm and soft and and and ….well, you know….words fail me. It formed beautifully, plump and round in her sweat soaked top. Every time I released my hand from her magnificent orb it returned to its magnificent original shape with a wobble before my next onslaught. Nothing was said, there was dead silence in that hot greenhouse. I took her hand and placed it on the sausage shaped lump in the front of my pants that enclosed my penis in all its erect glory as it fought frantically against the bounds of its material prison to achieve its menacing phallic juggernaut form and to point straight at this excellent young woman’s body. She took a hold of my whole cluster of balls and cock or as much as her tiny hand could hold and proceeded to rub it up and down and side to side, rolling penis and balls around, looking up at my face to wallow in the pleasure she was bestowing on me which was considerable I have to say. I couldn’t restrain myself and placed my hand between her legs and reciprocated her efforts on her plump little twat, squeezing and kneading her. I could see her breathe in deeply and push against my hand even more. She pushed her hand on top of mine to increase the pressure on her vagina, thrusting her hips forward as the animal in her came to the fore, prompting me to squeeze harder to the point of pain for me at least as my arthritic hand was starting to hurt. That drove my dirty old man lusting index through the roof; I wanted to feel her plump little twat in the flesh and the pain in my hand was going to have to suck it up! My fingers sort out the elastic waist band of her knickers and pressed between it and the warm silky delightfully soft flesh of her belly, slipping on down between her legs to cup the bald plump vulva lips of her vagina, a finger slid between them and into her moist crack, before penetrating her warm slippery little hole. She was gasping and started to breathe more heavily and grabbed my arm as my finger slid in and out like a piston rod. I stopped and apologised for hurting her. She corrected my false impression saying something like “oh no, that was good! Do that again”. I checked out through the doorway to see if anyone could see us and shut the greenhouse door slightly to cover our debauchery. She chastised me and told me to leave it open as it added to her excitement. I obeyed my sexual little fox and struggled to reach and open the, now almost out of range, door again as I mounted her leg, rubbing the bulge in my pants up against the side of her thigh in slow deliberate, hip gyrating, wiping thrusts. I held onto her far shoulder and pulled her into me, enveloping her, my hand still buried in her panties, exploring and squeezing her twat in sync as I rocked rhythmically and humped into her leg, almost bear hugging her. I looked over the top of her head out the door to see if we were indeed able to be seen but we were a fair way from the otherwise quiet, tall tree covered street anyway. In all of my concern she had been busy trying to push me off enough to undo my pants. I ceased my disgustingly unsophisticated humping of her leg so that the little darling could access my tool. She unzipped me and pulled out my pre-cum saturated cock. It sprang out abruptly from my pants flinging pre-cum though the air to land on the greenhouse bench and flowers, a clear string like strand even landing on her arm. My tool stood up hard and veiny and slightly blood red like a rampant lion looking for something to devour. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. Even as I pulled her pants down and off she stepped out of her pants still looking at my stiff, hard, blood red phallus. She picked up an old rag from the bench, gave it a shake to rid it of cobwebs and proceeded to wipe my tool and balls of some of the pre-cum before looking up seemingly for praise having done a good job of cleaning me up. I lifted her up onto the greenhouse bench prompting a little “ooo!” from her, and a dusty bench it was too. The state of the bench didn’t seem to bother her as I stood beside her, my arm around her shoulder. I used my hand to spread her legs and fingered her twat a few more times before concentrating on her clit. I tried clumsily to pull up her top with my free hand and rest it on the top of her tits. Almost impatiently she peeled the top off and sat there completely naked except for her runners. I had to stand back and admire the mind swirling sight before me. I am an old bloke don’t forget, I could have passed out with lust! She was brown all over; she must have olive skin as there were no bikini strap marks anywhere. Her body was firm and full, what you would expect of someone her age. Her body was so delightfully perfect that I could feel my cock getting even harder to the point of being painful, but I didn’t mind. Her nipples were erect (I like a good sized nipple but not too big) and stood out hard. Her tits were magnificent; the top of them sloped in slightly down her chest before they arrived at her areolas and nipples giving the tits that jutting out look. The areolas were ever so slightly raised and puffy above the surface of their tit and the nipples, as I said, were a nice size and just begging to be sucked. She sat (a devilish look on her face) with her shoulders back, thrusting out her chest to show off her rack to the poor pathetic male under her control. Her thighs were fit looking and yet padded like a woman’s thighs ought to be. I opened her legs and bent down and licked up the inside of each thigh. I kissed and licked the sweat off the roundness of each of her breasts before sucking down on the nearest nipple, slipping a finger between those plump lips to massage her clit in a slow merciless fashion, stunned in wonderment at the sight of her plump lips forming around my finger as it slid and gyrated around on her slippery clit. She had placed her arm back to support herself on the bench and was throwing her head back and thrusting out her chest to give me access to her tits, allowing me to suck on those delicious orbs; I couldn’t get close enough to this woman’s body. Damn it! Men are disgusting animals! I could feel the bumpiness of my shaft in her tiny hand as it ran up and down the full length, stopping briefly to torment the knob before plunging down the rippling shaft again dragging the foreskin back and forth over the knob, the occasional splash of pre-cum flying off the end of the foreskin with each plunge. My assault on her clit had graduated to a full on finger assault of her wet hole as with one or two fingers inserted, my hand slapped mercilessly into her plump twat lips at a frenzy pace. She was leaning back, her mouth open, “aaahhing” with each slap until the aaahging merged into a continuous flow as my slapping increased. There followed by a brief silence and then a stunted scream as she climaxed (squeezing my tool hard as she did so), ending off with a short panting session. I raised my hand from between her legs eager to get to her tits but she gasped out a quiet “don’t stop!” with a look of dismay on her face. We were going for a second orgasm it seemed but my back was killing me (I am an old guy don’t forget) and so I dropped to my knees between her legs but not before dropping a piece of foam rubber (another old guy necessity) I use for gardening onto the floor. I presented my face to her hot wet box and kissed her plump lips. She wasn’t in the mood for such niceties. She grabbed my head, positioned it in front of her snatch, tightened her grip on the back of my head and pushed my face into her crotch. It was dark in there as she ground her twat all over my face. I felt her lips wipe across my nose. It fell into her crack briefly before continuing on its way brushing across the other lip as her hands guided my head around her groin area. She leant back on one hand to support herself, just lying back, her other hand on the back of my head holding it in place and her legs gripped the sides of my head so much so that my hearing came and went from muffled back to full sound and then back to muffled as she tensed and relaxed her thighs as if she was using my head to fuck her twat. Breathing became a little difficult at one stage and I had to pull back, take a gasp and then plunge my head back into its warm dark nest between her legs. When she allowed, I resumed my munching on her clit, my eyes making a very close inspection of her short pubes, my finger just below my chin poking her hot slippery hole at the same time. I had taken over the pulling on my tool as it dangled down somewhere down there between my legs. I have never been an avid cunnilingus type of guy but this was more of a case of her wiping her twat all over may face, with me seizing the chance when I could of sucking (more slobbering over) her labia lips and licking and nibbling on her clit. It didn’t take long and I felt her tense up, her hands and legs tightening their grip on my head followed by a brief period of silence and then a pressured scream once more. She pulled my head out from between her legs and gasped out that she couldn’t do that again and I was to stop. I didn’t mind and was glad of a rest and took the chance to wipe her juices off my face. So there is this gorgeously naked young thing sprawled back on her hands, her box beckoning. I hauled her legs up and around my waist and flopped my tool onto her lovely little twat, thrusting my hips forward, driving the shaft up and down over her lips. She took my phallus in hand, inserted me and let out a little squeal of pleasure as I drove it quickly into her up to the hilt. A minute or two of frenzied animalistic thrusts into her warm wet hole and I couldn’t contain my orgasm any longer, filling her with my hot jism. I listened to the squishing sound of our juices as my shaft continued to penetrate her in those final desperate twitching thrusts of orgasmic pleasure. I strained every muscle in my groin striving to fill her completely before withdrawing, - the tool flopping down spent and loosing hardness by the second, - to watch our juices run disgustingly back out of her hole and drip from her twat lips onto the dirt floor. She didn’t seem to be out of breath at all, such is the advantage of youth I suppose. She pulled her top down to cover her tits and I dusted off her buns of potting mix before she pulled on her pants and continued on her way around her circuit of the local streets. Whether she bothered giving the other pervert a cheap thrill I don’t know, but she did come back later for her plant. After that and when she returned every so often to visit her father, she occasionally dropped in when doing her jog. I’d like to say that it was for a root but mostly it was for a chat and I didn’t mind that either. Sometimes, if I asked nicely, I got a hand job around the side of the house. As she stroked me, she would tickle and gently scratch her nails along under my scrotum as she looked up into my face with that vixen like grin. She was such a tease! That certainly helped my excitement, not that it needed that much assistance, then as she could tell my orgasm was imminent, the stroking would increase, foreskin flapping, pre-cum flying off in all directions on the downstroke and plum coloured knob exposed in all its shiny glory on the “up” and she would gently squeeze my balls in a pulsating action in an attempt to milk as much cum out of my ancient balls as she could. I am not sure if that is the way it works but hey who was I to criticize. I think she liked watching me spurt judging by the fascinated look on her face as I blew, bless her, and at her insistence, we had to do it around the side of the house (albeit at the end of a long tree shaded drive way) in possible view of the street as she liked the excitement aspect. It was like a hobby for her and who was I to deprive her of her hobby and there was the side benefit that I got to play with her tits as she attended to me. I still get a stirring in my groin when I think about her.

28 January 2026

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