Vol verwachting zit ik op het randje van de bank, en kijk nog maar eens de kamer rond. Noortje komt voor het eerst bij me thuis vanavond en ik voel de spanning in mijn lijf. We hebben elkaar een week niet gezien en ik mis haar. Terwijl zij aan het werk was, heb ik me wat afgeleid met klusjes in mijn nieuwe huis. Vandaag heb ik kennisgemaakt met mijn collega’s, voordat ik maandag echt aan de slag ga. Maar voorlopig wil ik niet verder kijken dan dit weekend met Noortje. De foto die ze me stuurde staat op mijn nachtkastje, de brief met haar geur houd ik dichtbij. Het huis is opgeruimd – althans, zolang je niet in de kamers komt die vol staan met onuitgepakte bananendozen. Vanmorgen op de markt heb ik twee grote bossen kleurige veldbloemen gekocht. Ik weet dat Noortje daarvan houdt, en het staat gezellig in het toch nog wat kale huis. Misschien kan Noortje me helpen bij het gezelliger maken, bedenk ik me. Het zou fijn zijn dat samen te doen. De bloemen kunnen de geur van verse verf niet verdrijven, maar dat heeft ook wel zijn charme. De deuren naar de tuin staan open en een licht briesje laat de bloemblaadjes zacht bewegen. Zonlicht valt door de ramen, buiten fluiten de vogels. Ik kijk weer naar de klok. Bij iedere auto die ik hoor, hoop ik dat zij het is. Ik heb me de afgelopen week vaak voorgesteld hoe het zou zijn, Noortje in mijn huis: hoe we tegen elkaar aan op de bank zouden zitten, ontbijten in de ochtendzon in de tuin, samen zouden douchen, vrijen, slapen en wakker worden. Hoe Noortje een deel van mijn leven zou zijn; we een leven zouden delen. Ik denk terug aan de brief die ze me heeft geschreven, liefdevol en opwindend tegelijk. Ik knijp mijn ogen dicht en fantaseer over wat er straks komen gaat. Ik wil haar zien, haar lippen kussen, haar geur opsnuiven, haar huid voelen, proeven, nu. Ik voel dat ik al hard word bij de gedachten. De bel gaat. Snel strijk ik mijn overhemd glad en probeer de spanning een beetje uit mijn lichaam te krijgen als ik naar de hal loop. Ik haal nog één keer diep adem en open dan de deur. Daar staat ze, mijn Noortje, nog mooier dan ik me herinner, nog mooier dan op de foto. Haar ogen stralen, haar lach is betoverend. Ze draagt een luchtig jurkje boven open schoentjes. Ik strek mijn armen naar haar uit en we omhelzen elkaar. Ze laat haar weekendtas uit haar hand glijden en ik duw de deur met mijn voet achter haar dicht. “Ik heb je zo gemist,” fluister ik in haar oor. Hier heb ik naar uitgekeken. Meteen knettert de passie. Ik voel haar handen over mijn rug gaan, ik leg de mijne om haar billen en druk haar stevig tegen me aan. Onze ademhaling wordt sneller als we steeds passioneler zoenen. Langzaam duwt ze me, al zoenend, achteruit, de kamer in. We stoppen als ze de knoopjes van mijn overhemd losmaakt en het hemd achter me op de grond laat vallen. Ik schuif de stof van haar jurkje langzaam omhoog, over haar mooie ronde billen. Ze draagt een klein kanten slipje. Ik duw haar jurkje nog wat verder op, over haar platte buik, over haar BH. Terwijl ik het jurkje over haar hoofd trek, voel ik hoe haar handen mijn broekriem losmaken. Ze schopt haar schoenen uit en houdt met haar voet mijn broek op de grond zodat ik eruit kan stappen. We hijgen allebei en mijn hart gaat te keer als ik Noortje optil en haar op de bank leg. Ze trekt me op zich en we zoenen wild. Ze spreidt haar benen zodat ze mijn stijve penis tussen haar benen voelt door de stof van ons ondergoed. “Je maakt me zo geil,” kreunt ze, en wurmt zich dan onder me vandaan. Noortje hurkt voor de bank en trekt mijn ondergoed omlaag. Ik maak tegelijk haar BH los en kijk naar haar prachtige ronde borsten. Ik houd mijn adem even in. Dan duwt ze me naar achteren, zodat ik achterover tegen de rugleuning aan kom te liggen. Ze kijkt naar me op, en neemt mijn harde lid in haar mond. Langzaam en sensueel laat ze haar tong over mijn eikel gaan, haar haren kriebelen over de binnenkant van mijn dijen. Ze pakt mijn penis vast en beweegt de huid traag op en neer terwijl ze me in haar mond neemt. Ze kreunt zacht terwijl ze me verwent. Haar lippen voelen warm op de gevoelige huid van de schacht. Voorzichtig zuigt ze op mijn ballen terwijl ze met haar duim over mijn natte eikel wrijft. Dit is meer dan ik ervan had gehoopt. Ons verlangen is zo groot, onze liefde zo vurig. Ook nu ze me pijpt houden we oogcontact. Ik richt me op, maar ze duwt we terug. Ze gaat staan en laat, als bij een striptease, haar slipje op de grond vallen. Ik kijk op naar haar naakte lichaam en prijs mezelf gelukkig. Ze kijkt glimlachend op me neer, en gaat dan schrijlings op me zitten. Mijn handen glijden om haar taille als ze zich laat zakken. Ik richt me op en onze tongen vinden elkaar. Haar borsten voelen zacht als ik me tegen haar aan druk. Dan begint ze me te berijden, langzaam, beheerst. Ze legt haar handen op mijn schouders en ik laat me naar achteren zakken. Ik kijk en geniet. De opwinding stijgt naar mijn hoofd. Ik zie haar lieve gezicht, hoe ze naar me kijkt, met die ogen vol liefde en passie; naar haar lippen, licht gespreid, naar haar lange haren over haar schouders. Ze pakt mijn handen en ze moedigt me aan om haar borsten vast te houden, met ze te spelen. Ik luister naar haar kreunen, naar het geluid van haar billen tegen mijn benen, mijn penis die in en uit haar glijdt. Ze stopt en beweegt zich van mij af. Ik weet wat ze wil, dus ik duw haar zacht voor me uit totdat we naast de bank staan. Ik ga achter haar staan en ze zet haar handen op de leuning. Ik pak haar heupen vast en duw me bij haar naar binnen, centimeter voor centimeter, tot ik haar billen tegen me aan voel drukken. Het is heerlijk, en ik laat mijn hoofd achterover zakken als ik me ritmisch in en uit haar beweeg. Ik maak lange stoten en ze kreunt steeds intenser als ik mijn tempo verhoog. Ik laat mijn handen om haar middel glijden, dan omvatten mijn handen haar borsten. Ze kijkt naar me om en zucht: “Harder, harder.” Ik omvat opnieuw haar heupen, duw mijn penis nog sneller in haar, geef een speelse tik op haar bil en geniet van haar bewegingen, hoe haar haren heen en weer strijken bij iedere stoot, hoe ze kreunt. Ze laat zich verder naar beneden zakken zodat haar borsten tegen de leuning liggen. “Je bent zo lekker,” kreun ik, en knijp mijn ogen dicht. Ze wil meer, en meer, maar ik wil nog niet komen. Ik trek haar omhoog en duw haar lichaam tegen het mijne. Ze legt haar hoofd achterover op mijn schouder en zoent me terwijl ze nog steeds probeert om over mijn lid heen en weer te bewegen. “Ik wil dat je in me klaarkomt, geef me wat we allebei willen alsjeblieft.,” zegt ze smekend. “Ik heb hier al een week op gewacht.” Ik leg haar achterover op de bank en ga zelf op mijn knieën voor haar zitten. Dan spreidt ze haar benen, zet haar voeten op de rand van de salontafel en schuift dicht naar me toe. Terwijl we elkaar aankijken omvat ik haar middel en neem haar hard, wild, en vol hartstocht. Ze beweegt haar heupen in het ritme, zet zich af tegen de bank. Haar lichaam golft, haar borsten deinen. Onze ademhaling wordt sneller, ons gekreun harder. Ze richt zich een beetje op, zet haar nagels in het vel van mijn zij en ik zie dat ze zich inspant als ik mijn adem in stoten tussen mijn tanden laat ontsnappen als ik met een dierlijk gegrom in haar klaarkom. Ze laat zich schokkend achterover vallen in de kussens, en als ik mijn ogen open zie ik een brede ontspannen glimlach op haar gezicht. Ik buig me over haar heen en kus haar lippen. Ze zucht diep en we lachen naar elkaar. “En nu heb ik honger,” zegt ze grijnzend, zodra we weer een beetje op adem zijn gekomen. “Liefde maakt hongerig,” en ik sta op van de bank. Zij staat ook op: “Laten we samen koken.”

11 April 2026

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I want to kiss you, you see it in my eyes, and your lips open, just a little as you reach up and touch my face, as you draw me towards your soft glistening eyes, I feel your soft warm breathe against my face, I see your moist lips quiver in anticipation as you feel my firm hand slide across your soft neck and cup your head as you arch your back, you feel my other warm hand slide to the base off your back, our hot breathe quickens as are lips touch as I pull you against my chest, and your soft lips open against my gentle pressure, the pressure increases as we give into the heat racing through our bodies, as we both give into our desire to feel the heat of our breathe, as our tongues meet sparking some uncontrolled desire to give into the need we felt for each other when we first met, our tongues are instinctively entwined around themselves with a growing sinuous motion following each other as we open up to the passion, that feels so right the deeper and closer we pull against each other, we don’t even hear the outside world as we explore the depths off our growing need to melt into each other’s arms, our bodies reacting to the uncontrollable need, created by our mouths naturally follow each other’s motion, tongues flicking and teasing in unison, you feel so light as I pull you up into my arms, you softly moan, it sends a charge through my body as you wrap your arms around my broad shoulders, they slide to my neck, your nails graze my neck you feel me quiver and thrust with total need against your tongue and soft lips, as you finish my thought.

10 April 2026

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One day As a wife, I never expected a simple day at the beach to turn into something I would never forget. It started with just my husband and me escaping to a quiet, hidden stretch of sand, far away from everything. We swam, laughed, and enjoyed the freedom of being alone together. While in the water, we met a friendly, attractive stranger. What began as light conversation slowly turned into something more charged, something unspoken that I could feel building in the air. My husband stayed close, watching in silence, his presence steady but intense, as if he already sensed the direction the day was taking. As the sun lowered and the world felt distant, I found myself caught between curiosity and thrill, between my husband’s gaze and the stranger’s attention. In that moment, everything felt new, daring, and unforgettable—like stepping into a version of myself I had never met before. It was a fun day never expected my husband would accept me getting fucked by a stranger☺️. As he was happy watching quietly and stroking his penis. I would like to try this again while my husband watch me getting fucked really hard as i enjoy him watching me.

10 April 2026

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Ik heb je leren kennen via deze online-datingsite, waarbij ik op een zaterdagavond het eerste berichtje naar je gezonden heb. Eigenlijk in de veronderstelling dat dat in een zwart gat zou verdwijnen. Waarom schreef ik je eigenlijk dat berichtje? Oh ja, je profiel had het over ‘warm kunnen worden van een fantasie. En die misschien dan ook wel laten uitkomen…. ‘ Dus heb ik je mijn fantasie gedeeld: “Ik kan me zomaar voorstellen dat we afspreken in cafe ‘de Burgt’, en dan vraag ik of je iets van me wil drinken. Je zegt ja, ik reageer vrolijk, bestel jouw drankje, en leg terloops mijn hand op je rug, net boven je billen. Ik voel de warmte van jouw rug door de soepele stof van je jurkje. Jij voelt dat ik mijn vingers niet stil hou, maar dat die proberen je wervels een beetje beet te pakken. Je ziet dat ik overduidelijk naar je kijk, eigenlijk, je ziet dat ik ongegeneerd naar je decolleté kijk. Je krijgt je drankje, en we besluiten het smalle trapje naar de overloop te nemen. Ooit stond daar de flipperkast, maar nu zijn er 2 tafeltjes voor 2. ik begeleid je naar het achterste tafeltje, ik zorg dat je makkelijk kan zitten, en terwijl ik het stoeltje zacht onder / tegen je aanschuif, buig ik naar voren en voel je dat het puntje van mijn tong net je rechter oorlel aanraakt. Ik ga tegenover je zitten, en doe alsof ik de menukaart bekijk. Vooral doen alsof, want ik kan mijn ogen niet van je decolleté afhouden. Jij hebt dat door, want terwijl jij nonchalant jouw voorkeur voor het eten benoemd, voel ik een van jouw voeten langzaamaan aan de binnenkant van mijn rechterbeen omhooggaan. Je begon bij mijn enkel, maar na 15 seconden was je al bijna bij mijn knie. Ok, ik moet me nu echt concentreren, lezen gaat eigenlijk niet meer. Ik zak wat onderuit en voel mijn pik voorzichtig tintelen in de hoop dat jouw voet nog verder dan mijn knie zal gaan. Ik mompel nog wat onzin over de menukaart, maar kan mijn gedachten er eigenlijk niet bijhouden. Gelukkig daalt je voet heel subtiel weer naar mijn enkel en kan ik genoeg ademhalen om snel een keuze te maken uit de kaart, en het gesprek verder met je op te pakken. Je kijkt me recht in mijn ogen aan en vraagt heel zacht, “waar word je geiler van, het staren naar mijn borsten, of van mijn voet langs je been?”. Ik verslik me bijkans in mijn drankje. Die directe vraag had ik niet zien aankomen. Iets luider zeg je, ‘natuurlijk doen we een voorgerecht en een hoofdgerecht’. Ik knik ja, en moet nog bedenken welk antwoord ik op je eerste vraag moet geven. Ik zeg wat zachter, ‘die voet van je had niet veel hoger moeten komen, want dan komt mijn pik gewoon opgevouwen klem te zitten’. Hardop zeg je, ‘dan moet je daar toch even wat aan gaan doen’. Ik begrijp de hint, sta op en wurm me langs het tafeltje, en beweeg me langs jou. Nonchalant buig je even naar links en raakt jouw elleboog zachtjes mijn kruis. Je doet het er gewoon om is mijn conclusie.   Ik bezoek het toilet, zorg dat mijn pik rechtop in mijn boxer zit en begeef me weer naar ons tafeltje. “Alles ok?” vraag je met een ondeugende glimlach. Ik ga zitten, en zeg dat ik nu wel wat prettiger zit. Intussen is iemand van de bediening achter ons verschenen om de bestelling op te nemen, en terwijl jij aangeeft wat jouw keuze is voel ik weer jouw voet langs mijn been gaan, maar nu direct naar mijn knie en hoger. En terwijl jouw voet zich heel zachtjes een weg naar mijn kruis baant probeer ik op een normale manier mijn bestelling door te geven. Je ziet hoe ik er mee worstel en je maakt het nog wat erger door nog even wat verder achterover te leunen waardoor je borsten zich nog beter tonen in je jurkje. Met enige moeite kan ik zonder rare bijgeluiden mijn keuze doorgeven, en nadat de bediening weg is, haal je ook heel zachtjes je voet weer tussen mijn bovenbenen vandaan. “En” vraag je, “zit je nog een beetje comfortabel?”, met een speelse twinkeling in je ogen. “Ach” zeg ik “dat gaat best wel”. “Zal ik dan nog even doorgaan terwijl we wachten op het voorgerecht?” zeg je tegen me. Maar zonder op mijn antwoord te wachten voel ik je voet weer bij mijn knieën en verder. Ik ga ervoor zitten, en doe bewust mijn benen wat van elkaar, direct ga je met je voet naar mijn kruis, en voel ik je met je tenen aftasten wat er gebeurt. De tinteling in mijn pik is nu echt wel overgegaan in een stijve, en ik merk dat je met je tenen een indruk wil krijgen ‘hoe stijf’ dan wel. Ik probeer je ‘gewoon’ aan te kijken, terwijl je het gesprek gaande houdt. De twinkeling in je ogen is duidelijk zichtbaar, je geniet ervan dat jij bepaalt wat er gebeurt. Het lukt me redelijk om naar je ogen te blijven kijken, maar af en toe dwalen ze zeker af naar je borsten, de welvingen in je jurkje die door de contouren van je bh prachtig zijn vormgegeven. Ik zie me in gedachten al heel zachtjes met mijn tong over de welvingen gaan, en rondjes draaien om je tepels. Bruut wordt mijn gedachtegang onderbroken door de bediening die het voorgerecht komt serveren. Ik doe een poging om mijn aandacht te richten op het gerecht, maar jij houdt gewoon je voet tussen mijn dijen, en alleen wanneer jij je aandacht richt op het voorgerecht, voel ik dat je tenen even stilvallen. “Gelukkig” denk ik, want ik realiseer me dat ik dit geen uur ‘droog’ ga houden. Ik verbaas me hoe jij dit kan, mij ‘opgeilen’ en zelf volkomen ontspannen keuvelen, eten, lachen en aan de andere kant van de tafel zitten. “Erg” vind ik het niet. We hebben het voorgerecht afgerond, de tafel is weer wat leger, en terwijl je nog steeds je voet tussen mijn dijen hebt, buig je weer wat voorover en zeg je zachtjes tegen me: ‘ik wil zo jou wel even proeven, en zo ga ik dat doen: Jij gaat naar het toilet, wast je handen, droogt ze af en ga dan het hokje in. Vervolgens maak je je broek los, en zorg je dat je jouw rechterduim flink over je eikel haalt, onder je voorhuid, want ik weet dat er al van alles uit loopt. Je trekt door, doet je broek dicht en komt weer naar boven zonder je handen te wassen. Wanneer je dan weer langs me schuift naar je stoel zorg je dat ik jouw rechterduim in mijn mond kan nemen, niemand die dat kan zien. Begrepen?”. Ik knik, en voel het bloed naar mijn wangen stromen, en ik begin direct mijn stoel naar achter te schuiven, en schuifel weer langs haar op weg naar de trap. Nu geen elleboog langs mijn kruis, maar ik zie dat jij jouw ogen er vol op richt, daarna kijk je mij aan. “tot zo” fluister je. Ik weet niet hoe snel ik de trap af loop, linea recta naar het toilet, en begin met het wassen van mijn handen, en die goed afdrogen. Ik doe de deur achter mij dicht, en mijn broek los. Inderdaad zie ik allerlei nattigheid glinsteren op mijn eikel. Ik zorg dat mijn rechterduim helemaal onder zit, trek mijn broek omhoog en wil de knoop dicht doen. Fuck, bijna met mijn rechterhand. Met links gaat echt minder handig, maar het lukt uiteindelijk wel. Ook de vergrendeling van de deur van het toilet is met links ‘niet vanzelfsprekend’. Gelukkig is er niemand anders die kan zien dat ik het handenwassen nu even oversla. De trap weer op, oh ja, ook de rechterleuning niet gebruiken. Maar ik ben boven, loop nu rustig naar ons plekje en wurm me weer langs jou, terwijl ik zorg dat mijn rechterduim voor jouw mond goed bereikbaar is. Je aarzelt geen moment, je opent je lippen, kijkt me aan en neemt mijn duim helemaal in je mond, en ik voel je tong alles aflikken…. Voor mijn gevoel sta ik een kwartier stil wanneer jij me een zetje geeft waardoor ik doorloop en zelf kan gaan zitten. Je kijkt me aan en zegt “wow, dat smaakt naar meer….“, en direct voel ik je voet weer tussen mijn dijen, en je tenen nu tegen mijn ballen… Ik denk inmiddels eigenlijk maar aan 1 ding, en dat is niet meer het hoofdgerecht. Toch lukt het mij om redelijk het gesprek op gang te houden en te eten, en ergens vraag je of je nog een stukje mag proeven. Ik bied je een stukje van mijn vis aan, op een lepel met mijn rechterhand uitgestoken. Maar je wilde mij vis niet proeven, je duwt de lepel opzij en likt nog even aan mijn duim…. Het hoofdgerecht komt tot een eind, en ik stel voor dat we wellicht nog even de dessertkaart kunnen inkijken. “Nee” zeg je resoluut, “het toetje doen we elders…” en je wenkt de bediening om te mogen afrekenen. Ik stribbel niet tegen, en na het afrekenen sta je op, loop je voor me het trapje af, halen we onze jassen en verlaten we het cafe. Voor ik kan zeggen ‘waar naar toe’ neem jij mijn hand en zeg je, “ik woon hier niet ver vandaan”. Twee blokken is inderdaad niet ver, je loopt de trap van het portiek op, voor me uit, en opent de deur aan de linkerkant. ‘Hier kan je jas” zeg je “en doe je schoenen uit”. Ik gehoorzaam. En volg je, je gaat rechts een deur in, het blijkt jouw slaapkamer wanneer je een lichtje aandoet. Jij gaat voor me staan, met je rug naar het bed, trekt me wat naar je toe, en je zegt “en nu ga ik eerst voor jouw toetje zorgen”. Met een hand trek je de rits van je jurkje naar beneden, en stap je eruit. Je gaat in je lingerie op het bed zitten, en grijpt mijn broeksband. Maakt de knoop en de rits los en trekt hem over mijn knieen. Een van jouw handen gaat over mijn boxer en de andere gaat via het broekspijpje direct naar mijn ballen. Ik kreun en in stilte hoop ik op een enorme blowjob. Je trekt nu ook mijn boxer naar beneden, maar in plaats van je mond neem je met je ene hand mijn stijve pik, en met je andere hand mijn ballen vast, niet strak, wel geil en je begint me verder af te trekken… Je kijkt geconcentreerd naar mijn pik terwijl je vooral heel lekker je beide handen gebruikt om mij gericht af te trekken. Ik kreun nog wat, want praten is al lang niet meer mogelijk. Je kijkt me aan en vraagt “kan je nu mijn bh losmaken, je denk dat je zo over mijn borsten gaat klaarkomen. Daarna ga ik achteroverliggen en is het jouw toetje, je mag ze aflikken”…. Ik bedenk me geen twee tellen, maar ben toch weer minder handig dan ik denk. Na poging drie is de sluiting los, en je bh ergens op bed. Ik heb een geweldig uitzicht op je borsten, en terwijl ik denk daar nog even van te kunnen genieten, kom ik klaar en spuit ik over je borsten. Meer over je linkerborst dan over je rechterborst .Je zorgt ervoor dat de laatste druppels op een van je tepels terecht komen en gaat liggen, “Nu is jouw toetje klaar” zeg je, “begin boven aan nu het nog warm is, en dan naar beneden” terwijl je je benen spreidt…” Nadat ik mijn fantasie in delen geplakt had in het bericht venstertje, begon voor mij het wachten. Eigenlijk niet, want inmiddels weet ik dat wachten zinloos is. Ik open een nieuwspagina in een ander venster en laat de dating-site openstaan. En dan zie ik het bolletje bij jouw profiel “groen” worden. Verder niets, ik scroll door meer nieuwspagina’s, 5 minuten, nog steeds niets…. 10 minuten, nog steeds niets… En dan, een ‘rood belletje’, een nieuw bericht. Ik open het, het is van jou. Kort, 2 regels. Woensdag 8 april 20:30 Cafe de Burgt Ik draag een donkerrood jurkje met Louboutin’s

9 April 2026

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Just a fantasy… that I wish would happen. You send a message that reads, “Hi there mate! Does your wife still fuck you?” I look at your profile… You’re a tall, large, well endowed man. You’re a straight guy who seems to be after married women. I reply “Not very often” You reply “Maybe she’s wanting to try a real man, who’s very well endowed” I reply “Although that would be hot, that’d be very hard to setup” You reply “So you’d be okay with me trying then?” I reply “Yes, but how?” You reply “Just invite me over as a work colleague/pub friend. Let me befriend her. Swap numbers with her. Take her out for coffee while you’re at work. Visit her while she’s lonely. Talk to her about the lack of sex you give her. You get the picture…” I reply “Sounds doable. Let’s meet up?” We meet up, and I tell you lots of her likes and dislikes, before I bring you home and introduce you to her. You successfully befriend my wife… swap numbers, and agree to meet up for coffee. A couple of weeks later, I’d just finished my lunch break at work, when I receive a message from you. It read “Your wife may be a little sore down there for a bit. I just fucked her for nearly an hour”

6 April 2026

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You let me know what time you are going to pick me up when you are here in Canberra. You tell me that your parents and bro love love smooth pussy and to have mine shaved and perfect, you also mention not to have any underwear on under a dress and wearing heels as well, I reply that it will be nice and smooth, I start to get ready an hour before you arrive making sure that I have all my toys and the lingerie in a bag ready to go, and also shave my pussy and get dressed. I’m waiting out side for you to turn up and I hop in to your car giving you a kiss and a rub on your cock, I start to feel it getting hard and you groan, we drive over to your parents place, they welcome me with open arms, and I see that your bro is there as well, we all go into the living room and sit down and start chatting having a wonderful time. Your mum gets up and goes and checks on dinner as she invited me over to have dinner with everyone, she comes back and announces that it is ready, we all go and sit at the table and dinner is brought out, and we all say grace for the food and for the fun that we are about to have after dinner. My ears prick up on this and I look at you, you have a mischievous look on your face and wink at me, we all dig in as soon as grace is done, but during the meal I feel your hand sliding under my dress and playing with my pussy and your parents noticed that my dress moved up and showed off my shaved pussy as it was a glass table, and i could see that your dad and bro were starting to get horny and the same with you, I mentioned to your mum it is a wonderful meal once we have finished. I get up and excuse myself and go to the bathroom and changed into my lingerie and put the tail plug in my ass, I come back out to see that everyone is naked and 3 BBC were nice and erected, I come over and kneel down and start sucking dads cock, he starts to moan and he grabs my head and thrusts his cock towards the back of my throat, I start to gag, but he keeps going till a load of cum sprays into my mouth, the same thing happens with you and your bro. I stand up and start kissing your mum with tongue and playing with her pussy till she cums, we all go to the bedroom and see that all the toys are out and that there is rope to tie both your mum and I up so that you boys can fuck us like crazy. But first you get your mum and I to lay down on our backs and legs spread apart, you gently start stroking your cock against my pussy, while your bro has his in my mouth, your dad does the same with your mums pussy, you both look at each other and push your cocks into our pussy and start to pound, it starts off slowly and then increases in intensity, you both eventually cum in our pussy and we moan with excitement. After a bit of rest, your mum and I start to use the toys any enjoy every bit of it while you and bro and dad are watching and stroking your cocks, dad decided that he would have his way with me and stick his cock in my pussy, I gasp at the size of cock and he then starts to pound my pussy like no tomorrow and eventually cum. We all have fun that night, I’m invited to stay the night, which I accept and we all sleep soundly in our rooms, I stay in your room and we have our own fun and then we eventually fall asleep. I wake up first and look over and your still sleeping, I start to stroke your cock and you begin to wake up, I hop on your cock, and start to fuck you and by then your fully awake, and we fuck, moaning loudly, you cum in my pussy, I kiss you good morning and go and have a shower and get all my things together, I have breakfast with everybody and you bring me back to my place, I give you a goodbye kiss and say until next time.

4 April 2026

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After meeting you at a friend's party, we secretly meet back at my place. We have a glass of wine and quietly laugh together now that we are alone. We look at each other with red hot anticipation and desire, both of us grinning madly. After a few more comments and giggles, I wrap my arms firmly around your waist and pull you towards me where I start kissing your beautiful lips and neck. I lead you to the bedroom and your breath quickens as I undress you slowly. I caress your womanly curves, and kiss and lick every inch of your naked body. Once you are fully aroused, I lick and kiss your pussy and butt, making you soaking wet and shaking crazily. Once you can't take anymore, my rock-hard cock enters you, and you gasp with pleasure as I start to thrust slowly and deeply. We both start to thrust harder in sync with each other, gasping for breath, and enjoying each other's faces, bodies, tastes and smells. I continue kissing your lips and body as we fuck each other endlessly, and with our minds in another world, we both come with mind-bending orgasms. We hold each other tightly, shaking together. Not wanting the experience to end, we start to slowly kiss each other again...

31 March 2026

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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.

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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