I was 31 years old, teaching Mathematics to High School students when I was told that a Trainee Teacher was coming to the school for a week and I was to be her supervisor. Rachael was 22 years old and very attractive and I was more than happy to take on the burden of her teaching training round. For her last day I told her I wanted her to give a class on a particular topic. I watched from the back of the room, taking notes. As she wrote on the blackboard, I watched her short dress rising higher up her bare legs as she stretched to write at the top of the board. Later, at the pub with a dozen other teachers on a typical Friday after school, I ran into Rachael at the bar and I suggested we sit somewhere away from the other teachers. We talked about her week's training and her teaching ambitions. At some point she mentioned she recently travelled to Sydney with her girlfriend and visited her sister and husband who lived there. She told me she and her girlfriend were staying in a motel when her brother-in-law came around with his mate. She pulled out a photo showing the motel living room with two mattresses on the floor. Rachael pointed to the mattresses and told me her girlfriend had fucked her brother-in-law on one of the mattresses while she had fucked his mate on the other. After that piece of news, I thought now would be a good time to make my intentions clear. I gave her a $20 note and told her to get some drinks, letting her know that I should not be walking around in the condition she had just brought on. When she returned, I told where my car was parked. To avoid advertising what we were doing to the rest of the teachers, I suggested she give me a 5 minute start before coming after me. The drinks went down quickly and I left. Three minutes later I looked back to see her walking towards me. I waited for her and it wasn't long before we were in the car where I removed her g-string and slipped my finger in her soaked pussy while she rubbed my hard cock through my jeans. I drove home with both hands on the wheel, trying to concentrate on the traffic. It was a very hot day so the first thing we did once our clothes had disappeared was to shower together. Once dried, we wasted no time in hitting the bed and I slid my very hard cock into her very wet cunt for the first time. As I fucked her she pushed back with equal intensity. She wanted to get on top so we rolled over with my cock still inside her and she began to bounce up and down my full length. Once back in the missionary position, Rachael started to come. As I watched her I thought I should be the gentleman and come with her but on quick reflection decided I wanted my hard cock inside her for a bit longer. I continued to drive into her wetness as she came. I slowed down as she recovered but still kept sliding my cock in and out of her. Eventually, she began to respond again to the motion of my cock in her. Five minutes later, she began to orgasm again and this time I joined her, coming deep inside her. The night was still very warm so we sat out on the balcony wearing only light robes. I asked Rachael if this was her first Trainee Teacher round. She told me that she had been to another school in the previous term. She smiled at me and said: “In answer to the question you have not asked, I fucked a science teacher and a trainee phys-ed teacher there. Is that what you wanted to hear?” My cock began to assert itself again. I opened my robe and showed my cock to Rachael and said: “It certainly is. Hop on and tell me more”. She stood up, opened her robe, straddled me, grabbed my hard cock and slid it into her very wet cunt. We continued to fuck like that until I picked her up, my cock still inside her, and took her inside. I laid her on the dining table with her legs over my shoulders and drove my cock into her until we both came.

4 September 2026

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Ik zit klaar in deze houding, zoals ik altijd netjes wacht op Robert. Ogen gesloten. Benen wijd. Rug hol. Ik heb mijn nieuwe setje aangetrokken om te beoordelen of dit het juiste setje is voor een feestje waar we binnenkort heen gaan. Terwijl ik klaarzit en geduldig wacht tot je er bent, voel ik hoe mijn kontje vol zit met glijmiddel zodra ik een beetje beweeg. Een uur eerder gaf je mij een opdracht: “Spuit maar alvast een flinke lading glijmiddel in dat strakke reetje van je sletje.” En uiteraard, brave slet die ik ben, heb ik dat gedaan. Je stapt binnen en zet wat spullen neer om vervolgens naar mij toe te lopen en achter me te staan. Het is bijzonder hoe je energie kan voelen stromen zonder dat er een fysieke aanraking is. Het maakt me ongemakkelijk, geil en nat tegelijkertijd. Je bekijkt me, ruikt aan me en begint met het inspecteren van mijn kutje en kontje. Alleen al je vingers langs mijn klit zorgen voor een lichte tinteling over mijn huid. Het is dat ik mijn mond moet houden, anders zou ik gelijk mezelf verloren hebben in het smeken om me alstublieft te neuken. Je beveelt me om van de stoel af te komen. Ik mag zowaar een keer staan. Maar dat is alleen om mijn outfit van de voorkant te inspecteren. Ik houd nog steeds mijn ogen gesloten. Je pakt me in mijn nek beet en begeleidt me naar een plek, ik vermoed de deur. “Op je knieën sletje,” zeg je. Ik gehoorzaam en zak galant op mijn knieën en inmiddels weet ik wat me daar te doen staat. Ik knoop je veters los, doe je schoenen en sokken uit, en zodra ik mijn taak, ons ritueel, heb volbracht, grijp je mijn haar in je vuist vast en sleept me naar de bank. Je duwt me op mijn knieën, hoofd naar beneden, en begint met je pik mijn beide gaatjes om de beurt te neuken. Eerst duw je hem in één keer diep in mijn glijmiddelvolle reet tot je ballen hard tegen mijn natte kut aantikken. Dan trek je je dikke pik eruit, drukt de kop tegen mijn kutopening en stoot hem tot de hilt naar binnen. Mijn geilheid zit gelijk op standje maximaal. Mijn hele lichaam heeft naar je verlangd. Ik wil zo hard en diep geneukt en gebruikt worden. Als jouw anaalsletje. Je blijft wisselen: reet, kut, reet, kut, steeds dieper en harder. Het natte, ploppende geluid van mijn gaten en het glijmiddel klinkt hard en vies, maar maakt het nog geiler. Mijn reet trekt zich krampachtig om je lul samen, mijn geil druipt over je ballen en loopt in dikke druppels over mijn benen. Elke stoot maakt me natter en nog geiler. Je graait wat uit je zak en haalt je pik even uit mijn kontje. Ik houd mijn ogen gesloten, maar ik hoor dat je handen iets openmaken. Ik heb werkelijk geen idee en ik moet mezelf beheersen om niet om te kijken en de nieuwsgierigheid de overhand te geven. Niet veel later prop je weer je, nog dikkere en inmiddels bobbelige stekelachtige pik bij me naar binnen. Het is heftig, maar zo ongelofelijk lekker. Je gaat door waar je mee geëindigd was, het ritmisch neuken van je neukgrot. En ik… ik kan alleen maar mezelf overgeven aan dit enorme geile gevoel. Het gevoel dat de hele binnenkant van mijn kut gekieteld wordt en tegelijkertijd over wordt gewreven. Het is ongekend lekker en al snel schreeuw ik of ik alstublieft mag klaarkomen. En dat mag. Je blijft me ritmisch neuken naar mijn hoogtepunt zonder enige verdere aanraking en het is onwerkelijk. Ik schreeuw het uit en hijg na, me afvragend of ik nou echt klaargekomen ben. Het voelt alsof het orgasme nooit stopt terwijl jij genadeloos door blijft stoten. Je trekt je terug en zegt dat ik op mijn rug moet liggen. Je pakt een kussen en legt dit onder mijn benen tegen mijn billen aan. Ik hoor je wat pakken uit je tas en je komt weer tussen mijn benen staan. Vervolgens duw je iets bij mij naar binnen en ik begin direct met het analyseren van wat dit in hemelsnaam weer is. Het voelt koud, redelijk groot en ik merk direct op dat het niet recht is, maar gelijk tegen mijn G-spot zit. Je begint het te bewegen, eerst redelijk langzaam. Ik weet even niet wat me overkomt, maar de geilheid wordt ineens zo heftig. Je begint steeds sneller te bewegen en terwijl ik nog niet helemaal besef wat er gebeurt, besef ik wel dat ik hard moet squirten. Mijn geilheid spuit er echt letterlijk uit. Spetters spuiten in mijn eigen gezicht terwijl jij hard doorgaat. Het wordt extremer: je ramt de boemerang zo hard en precies tegen mijn G-spot dat ik niet meer kan stoppen. Mijn hele buik verkramp, mijn kut spuit onophoudelijk in dikke, krachtige stralen die overal terechtkomen. Het is vies, nat en zo geil. Je neemt een rustiger tempo aan, maar het maakt de geilheid alleen maar meer en meer. Mijn kut blijft kloppen en lekken, klaar om weer te exploderen. “Je kutje staat helemaal vol met je eigen natte geilheid sletje.” Ik weet niet meer waar ik het zoeken moet, wat ik wel weet is dat dit echt enorm geil is. Je voert het tempo weer op en trekt mijn benen verder omhoog. “Mond open sletje.” Terwijl ik mijn mond open begin je het tempo weer op te voeren. Mijn kutje stroomt over. En door jouw bewegingen spuiten er hele dikke stralen mijn mond in. Het proeft warm en zout op mijn tong. Een ander deel loopt via mijn buik, mijn navel in, over mijn borsten en in mijn nek. Mijn hele gezicht zit onder mijn eigen geil en het stopt ook niet. Het voelt alsof ik uren squirt. Mijn keel vult zich en ik kan het gewoon doorslikken, zoveel is het. Je trekt de ijzeren boemerang uit mijn kutje en boort je dikke, grootste vuist in mijn zeiknatte kut. Je stoot zo hard dat ik gewoon weer wegzak in helemaal niets. Je vuist ramt diep naar binnen, opent me volledig, stoot tegen mijn diepste punt en mijn lichaam begint hard te schokken. Elke stoot van je vuist forceert nieuwe stralen geilheid om je pols heen die over je arm lopen. Mijn kut trekt zich krampachtig om je vuist samen en ik kom hard en diep klaar. Maar jij bent nog niet klaar. Tijd om bij te komen geef je me niet, want je boort je eigen pik in mijn reet terwijl je vuist mijn kutje blijft neuken. Je duwt je dikke grote pik in één keer in mijn nog volle glijmiddelreet en begint hard te stoten terwijl je vuist tegelijkertijd diep in mijn kut blijft rammen. Dubbel gevuld tot ik me helemaal opengebroken voel. Elke stoot van je pik in mijn reet duwt je vuist dieper, elke beweging van je vuist trekt mijn reet strakker om je lul. Je kan je eigen pik in mijn reet voelen. Het geluid is vies en nat, mijn gaten maken ploppende, smakkende geluiden. De geilheid is echt op het maximale en ik zie aan alles dat jij op het punt staat om al je witte zaad te lozen. Je trekt je pik en je vuist eruit, beveelt dat ik op mijn rug moet liggen en spuit, terwijl je boven me staat, mijn hele mond vol met al jouw geilheid. Dikke, hete stralen vullen mijn keel. Wat dikke slierten sperma hangen in mijn wimpers en blijven daar plakken, zodat ik ze voel elke keer dat ik knipper. Je blijft pompen tot de laatste druppel, wrijft de kop over mijn tong en over mijn met eigen geilheid besmeurde lippen, en smeert de rest over mijn wangen en in mijn open mond. “Dank U wel voor Uw zaad Meneer,” hijg ik. En ik geniet na van de smaak. Geen woorden kunnen echt omschrijven naar welk ongekend niveau van geilheid jij me steeds weer brengt. En dit is pas het begin van de dag.

3 September 2026

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Some years ago now I was watching a video of SpaceX’s facility at Boca Chica, Texas when they showed the weight test bags hanging from the Chopsticks on the Launch Tower. Most people commented that they looked like “balls” as in testicles but they more reminded me of a woman’s tits I once had the privilege of fondling. I had been on AMM perving at big tits to wank to and messaging the occasional woman to see if they were interested in a few horny messages. I usually got knocked back but I have had some good exchanges over the years and met up with a few women as a result. This one woman was about ten years younger than me and married. Hubby didn’t know about her being on AMM which was fine but she just wanted to talk dirty and to show off her tits to anyone who cared to view them. As I said I was looking for tits to wank over and someone messaging you whose tits you can see is so much better than general perving. I had a lady friend that I was boning at the time from another web site and so we both knew that we dabbled with others. This woman from AMM had asked more than once if I liked her tits and she had given me access to her private gallery. I told her that I did indeed like her tits and that I had expended quiet a few violent jerks of cum whilst ogling them. She seemed delighted that I had orgasmed over seeing her tits on the screen. Hearing that, I decide to try my luck and proposition her. She asked me what I had in mind and so I told her directly that I wanted to fuck her. She seemed a little taken aback as she went quiet and didn’t reply to my message. I think a few days went by and a message appeared. She had gone away and thought about it and said that she wanted to remain faithful to her husband and so she would not have sex with me (her words not mine), but if I liked her tits so much she would have me to her place when hubby was at work so that I could meet her tits in person. I was in my bargaining mode period back then and so I stuck to my guns and insisted on boning her. More silence re messages. A few days later she messaged again. I had just come home from work I think and so when I saw her message I was excited to say the least. Mind you it might have been her telling me to get lost but any message back then was exciting and really got my cock interested. I used to love getting home from work and going onto my computer to see who (if anyone) had messaged me on AMM. I wanked myself sore regularly back in those days and had to abstain until the knob recovered several times. She reiterated that she wouldn’t fuck me but suggested that she suck me instead. I can’t remember ever turning down a blow job and so I accepted her terms and showed up at the arranged time at her house down at Heathcoat in Sydney’s South. Her house backed onto the National Park and was quite secluded although the neighbours would have been able to see me as I walked up the path to the house. She answered the door with a big smile and dressed in a loose fitting top/smock sort of thing and slacks. The smile sort of faded. I don’t whether she was put off because I was ugly (although she had seen my face photo) or by my 6’3” height as she was 5’4” if that or maybe it was just the fact that I was standing there and she was almost obliged to flash her tits to a complete stranger. She was solidly built and must have had twenty kilos on me and it looked good on her. She was average to quiet, certainly not outgoing but I like that. She led me into the lounge dining room and stood in the center of the room and I stood in front of her. There were no niceties like “would you like a tea or coffee?” it was straight into it. Even as she stood there she was slightly thrusting out her chest and the smock was doing its best to cover what must have been (and are) big tits. I can’t remember what was said but it would have been something like “well, it is nice to meet you at last” but mid sentence I reached forward and held one of her tits (and magnificent it was!) as I continued to finish my sentence. Her mouth dropped open in mild astonishment but then she recovered and smiled as I felt her, thrusting out her chest even more. I tried to get through the smock but it was one of those pull over your head things without access for prying hands to get to tits. She grabbed me by the hand and led me to a room with a double bed in it. It must have been the spare bedroom or guest room as it was very tidy and there were no personal items on the dressing table. In hindsight the spare room was probably a good idea lest hubby find something incriminating if we carried on our debauchery in their bedroom. Once there I resumed trying to grope her tits through this smock without success. She realised the problem, peeled the smock off, threw it onto a chair and stood there naked except for a bikini top from the waist up. Yes she had on a bikini top, not a bra. It was a very hard working bikini top and her breasts filled it out very well. It reminded me of two over full water balloons straining and trying not to explode. The “cups” of the bikini were like two bags and she must have poured her tits into them, filling them out and straining the thin material to breaking point it seemed just how the water bags in the SpaceX video appear. I was in my “Big Tits!!!” period back then. Come to think of it, I still am! Each breast was the size of a small rock melon. I could just make out the nipples squashed against the tightly stretched material. The two halves of the bikini were joined by a string that met at the middle in a little bow that was suspended seemingly out over the chasm that was her cleavage. Being a guy I thought that if I pulled on the string of the bow it would release these excellently large melons but of course it was either sewn shut and not meant to open that way or I managed to stuff it up. I wasn’t sure what the purpose of the string was but I suppose her tits would have swung about without it. In hindsight I can’t see anything wrong with that, but then again I am not a bikini designer. After a few attempts by me undoing her bikini top as she looked on, she grew impatient and somehow released the back of the bikini and let it fall forward. I wasn’t normally that inept when it came to undressing a woman, maybe the size of the tits was affecting my brain. She then peeled what there was of it off her fun bags and leant forward to let them dangle out and down. These tits were big, not ginormous but big and had faint stretch marks on the sides to confirm that. She jiggled them from side to side as she had no doubt done for guys all of her life and they swayed about like knockers in a very big church bell, fatter and fuller at the bottom as they hung down, the weight pulling the sides of the breast in. So horny! My tool wanted to leap between them (it’s an animal!). I tried to cup both of them, one in each hand but I was having myself on as neither hand even came close to encompassing one of these tits by itself. I was both overcome and excited by the sheer quantity of tit in front of me. I decided to concentrate on one tit at a time and held one with one hand and pinched the nipple with the other, rolling it between my finger and thumb before clamping my mouth down over the nipple and as much of the areola as I could get into my mouth and sucked with a pulsating slurping action like a little suckling pig. There were ooos, ahhhs and little ooohs that I could hear as I made a very close inspection of her chest while slurping and sucking. She held my head. I wasn’t sure whether it was to hold my head on her tit or to hold it off as the excitement was bordering on pain perhaps but she didn’t seem to want me to stop. She removed her hands from my head and let her arms flop down and back as she thrust out her chest for more attention. I switched to tit number two and leaving one hand to fondle saliva covered tit number one, still struggling in vain to encompass the whole tit in that one hand and kneading and fondling the soft skin as it squelched between my fingers. She reached up, grabbed the back of my head and pulled it between her tits rubbing my face on them and then burying my head between them with a quiet fiendish chuckle. I held her waist and wallowed in the warmth of her breasts, rubbing my face between her tits, kissing, licking and slobbering my way back to the surface before diving in again, reveling in all of the flesh of these melons. I led her over to the bed and sat her down. I was mesmerised by the round fullness of her breasts. Somewhere deep down where ancient male female attraction genes reside along with the instinct for the continuation of the species, there was something that drives heterosexual men crazy when they see a naked woman’s body. Sure a pretty face goes a long way as does a compatible personality but it doesn’t explain why so many guys find themselves talking to a woman’s tits when she wears say a well filled out blouse or a low cut neckline. Can it simply be that a woman with large breasts will be able to feed the young and lots of ‘em when guys are seeking out a female to root and to be a mother to their progeny? Or are men just randy little bastards and don’t care what attracts them to tits and arses. The desire to lay their tools in the cleavage of a woman’s breasts and to rub their genitals all over those breasts is a little more cloudy and obscured but what the heck it feels good and seems to bring out the animal in guys or this one at least. I had my tool out in an instant and laid the length of pre-cum wet meat on her chest. Well, in her cleavage actually (see what mean?). Her eyes lit up at the sight of my cock standing out pointing at her, the knob wet with pre-cum, looking ominous. I held her shoulders and guiding my tool awkwardly with my hips, I rubbed it all over each breast, poking the plum coloured, tight skinned, pre-cum dribbling knob into the sides, up underneath and then into the nipples and areolas as she moved her shoulders to present her chest and tits for attention, holding up each breast with her hands as I swapped back forth. Animal lust overwhelmed me. With one hand I grabbed around the base of my cock and under my scrotum, strangling my balls into two shiny scrotum covered orbs with my rampant cock waving around, the knob a purple colour and glistening with pre-cum and strained to wipe them all over which ever tit wandered close enough, standing on my tip toes to reach every bit of tit I could. I held onto her shoulder with my other hand to steady myself and she giggled at my awkward, frenzied desperate activity but also eagerly thrust out her tits, pushing them up with her hands cupped under them so as not to miss out on any contact with my genitals. I came very close to ejaculating all over her tits but energy must have deserted me as I collapsed back down off my tip toes to stand flat on my feet, releasing my tool from my grip to flop in the crack between her melons. She pushed them together engulfing my poor tool and I watched the knob disappear at first only to reappear as if from nowhere between the fascinating plump roundness of the crevice created by her breasts. I held her arms again and moving my whole body I thrust my tool up and down almost to frenzy pitch in the quietness of the room. I asked if she had any lube as my pre-cum wasn’t quite up to the dryness between her tits. She looked up as if thinking, leapt up and raced out of the room tits jiggling and arse wobbling wonderfully as she went, only to return seconds later, running before plonking herself back down on the bed in her position before me and my cock. She squirted lube into her hand and in a near orgasmic massage applied it to my knob and then my shaft and balls. I don’t why the balls needed it but better safe than sorry I suppose. Maybe she just liked playing with my balls and I certainly didn’t mind. With cock suitably lubed I resumed my tit fucking and pleasant it was. I watched my shaft rooting between her tits, sliding back and forth, the knob appearing and disappearing between her cleavage, my groin and the base of my cock slapping into her nipples as I drove my hips into her. Her mouth dropped open and she kissed the knob on one of the upthrusts, on the next one the knob slipped into her mouth and out again with a moist slurping noise as I repeated it again and again until she lost interest in me fucking her tits and let them drop away, taking the tool properly in her mouth and swallowing it until she gagged. There ensued a bit of coughing, very horny noisy gargling and gagging and then a very good blow job as she went about her task with great gusto and eagerness which in itself was such a turn on let alone the sensation of her lips wrapped around my knob and shaft as she held/played with my balls. I was enjoying myself but I couldn’t contain my orgasm any longer and out of courtesy I informed her (incase she wasn’t a swallower) that I was going to cum. She didn’t move just kept her mouth there like a vagina and I blew my load exploding into her mouth with a climax that made my ears pop as I strained every muscle in my body to deliver my squirts of hot jism down her throat. It felt like my balls were going to appear in my throat. I wiped myself off, stuffed my tool and balls away as she pulled her pancho thingy back over her head to cover her tits, mumbling something about hubby coming home soon. I thanked her, which prompted a lovely smile and I watched her tits wobbling delightfully under her top as she walked me to the door. The whole episode didn’t last more than forty or so minutes but it was delightful.

3 September 2026

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Yesterday a cousin]s friend that lives in Coffs Harbour was on her way home from Nowra and her car broke down on the M7 motorway and she new I live close and she rang my cousin and asked if I could help her with a good mechanic I have a great mechanic and arrange for her car to be towed there and as it’s going to take a couple of days to get the parts I said she could stay at my place to save the cost of a motel and as I only have a one bedroom and as she is a BBW LADY I said she could have my bed and I would sleep on the lounge but she said we are both adults and she trust me not to touch her any way I got woken up this morning to a head on my chest and a boob touching my cock threw my boxes pants and next thing I have a hard on and she felt it and she said she had to fixed that and as a way of thanking me for letting her stay and next thing I know she got up out of the bed and stripped her night dress of to expose a massive set of boobs and a hairy pussy I got up before she could do anything and stripped off and grabbed hold of one boob and started to suck on it she then push me down and took my cock in her mouth I stopped her as I didn’t want to blow just yet and went head first between her legs and for the first time tasted a hairy and went to work on her clit and I must have done it right with my tongue or was it the feel she was getting from my fingers playing with her nipples as she said she was coming and gee she tasted good and said I hope you can fuck as good as you sucked on the clit I must have because she said before she goes home she wants more I rang the mechanic and her car wouldn’t be ready till tomorrow morning so I am looking forward to more sex today or tonight or even before she goes home tomorrow and what a way to wake up and for those of you that don’t believe it’s true will it did happen and I have been having a run of good luck with women of late so I must be good at pleasing a lady.

3 September 2026

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Ik zat al een tijdje in de halfduistere sexbioscoop. Op het grote scherm speelde een intens, langzaam opgebouwd scènetje: een man en een vrouw die elkaar eerst lange tijd kusten en aaien voordat het echt hard werd. Het zachte gekreun en de natte geluiden vulden de ruimte. Mijn hand lag rustig in mijn schoot, soms streek ik even over de groeiende hardheid in mijn broek, maar ik nam de tijd. Toen ging de deur open. Een vrouw kwam binnen. Alleen. Ze keek even rond, alsof ze zocht naar een plek waar ze zich op haar gemak voelde. Haar blik bleef even op mij hangen. Ze aarzelde een moment, glimlachte toen subtiel en kwam dichterbij. Zonder iets te zeggen ging ze in de stoel naast mij zitten. Dicht genoeg dat ik de warme geur van haar parfum rook, iets zachts, met een vleugje vanille. Ze keek even naar het scherm, toen naar mij. Haar stem was zacht toen ze fluisterde: “Ga je lekker?”Ik keek haar aan. Donkere, warme ogen, volle lippen, een gezicht met zachte lijnen. Zevenveertig, schatte ik, en mooi op een manier die rust en verlangen tegelijk uitstraalde. “Met jou ernaast zou het nóg leuker kunnen worden,” antwoordde ik rustig.Ze lachte zacht, bijna verlegen. “Ik ben Vera.” “Wim.” We keken een tijdje samen naar de film. Haar knie raakte de mijne. Ze schoof niet weg. Na een paar minuten legde ze haar hand op de armleuning tussen ons in. Ik legde de mijne ernaast. Onze pinken raakten elkaar. Het was een klein, bijna onschuldig contact, maar het gaf me een rilling.Vera keek me weer aan. “Ik kom hier niet vaak,” fluisterde ze. “Maar soms… soms wil ik gewoon even dicht bij iemand zijn. Zonder dat het meteen hard en snel moet.”Ik knikte. “Dat begrijp ik.” Haar hand schoof een beetje dichter. Mijn vingers raakten de harde. Ze keek naar onze handen, toen naar mijn gezicht. Langzaam, alsof ze me de tijd gaf om weg te trekken, legde ze haar hand over de mijne. Haar huid was warm. Ik draaide mijn hand om en liet onze vingers in elkaar glijden. We bleven zo een poosje zitten, hand in hand, terwijl op het scherm de vrouw zacht kreunde.Vera leunde een beetje naar me toe. Haar schouder raakte de mijne. Ik voelde haar adem dichtbij mijn oor toen ze fluisterde: “Je hand is warm.” Ik streek met mijn duim over de rug van haar hand. “Jouwe ook.”Ze glimlachte en legde haar hoofd even tegen mijn schouder. Het voelde intiem, bijna alsof we elkaar al langer kenden. Mijn andere hand lag nog in mijn schoot. Ze merkte het op, maar zei niets. In plaats daarvan bracht ze onze samengevouwen handen naar haar dij. Haar jurk was al een stukje omhooggeschoven. Ik voelde de zachte huid van haar been onder mijn vingers.“Mag ik?” vroeg ze zacht. Ik knikte. Ze liet mijn hand los en legde die hoger op haar dij. Ik streek langzaam omhoog, over de gladde huid, tot aan de zoom van haar jurk. Vera spreidde haar benen een klein stukje, genoeg om me uit te nodigen. Mijn vingers gleden onder de stof. Geen slipje. Haar kutje was helemaal kaal, warm en al een beetje vochtig. Ik streek zacht over de buitenste lippen, zonder meteen naar binnen te gaan.Vera zuchtte stil en legde haar hand op mijn dij. “Dat voelt goed… blijf zo.”Ik bleef haar aaien, langzaam, met zachte cirkels over haar clit en lippen. Ze werd natter onder mijn vingers. Haar ademhaling werd zwaarder. Na een tijdje draaide ze haar gezicht naar mij en kuste me. Eerst voorzichtig, alleen lippen, toen dieper. Haar tong zocht de mijne. Het was een warme, trage kus die steeds heviger werd.Toen ze zich terugtrok, fluisterde ze tegen mijn mond: “Ik wil je voelen.” Haar hand gleed naar mijn rits. Ze opende hem langzaam, alsof ze elke centimeter wilde proeven. Mijn lul was hard en spande tegen de stof. Vera schoof haar hand naar binnen, om mijn onderbroek heen, en pakte me beet. Haar vingers sloten zich om de schacht, warm en zacht. Ze streek een keer omhoog, over de eikel, en voelde het voorvocht dat er al was. “Mmm… lekker dik,” fluisterde ze. “En zo warm.”Ze wreef me een paar keer langzaam, terwijl ik twee vingers tussen haar natte lippen schoof en diep in haar gleed. Vera zuchtte hard in mijn mond en kuste me opnieuw. Haar hand bewoog trager, genietend, terwijl mijn vingers haar van binnen streelden.Na een tijdje boog ze voorover. Haar volle E-cup borsten drukten tegen mijn arm. Ze trok mijn lul verder tevoorschijn en keek ernaar, alsof ze hem eerst wilde zien voordat ze iets deed. Toen kuste ze de eikel, zacht, met alleen haar lippen. Haar tong gleed eroverheen, proevend. Ik legde mijn hand in haar haar en streek erdoorheen. Vera keek even op. “Ik wil je in mijn mond… mag dat?”“Ja,” fluisterde ik. Ze opende haar lippen en nam mijn pik in haar zachte mond. Warm, nat, langzaam. Eerst alleen de kop, haar tong die eronder cirkelde, toen dieper. Ze zoog zacht, met natte, slurpende geluiden die zich mengden met de film. Haar hand kneep licht in mijn ballen terwijl ze me pijpte. Ik bleef haar vingeren, voelde hoe haar kut om mijn vingers samentrok.Toen ze zich oprichtte, glansde haar mond van speeksel. Ze keek me aan met donkere, verlangende ogen. “Neuk me… maar langzaam. Ik wil het voelen.” Ze ging op haar knieën op de stoel zitten, kont naar me toe, en leunde voorover. Haar kaal geschoren kutje stond open, glanzend en klaar. Ik ging achter haar staan, legde mijn handen op haar heupen en streek eerst met de eikel tussen haar lippen. Op en neer, haar natte sappen uitsmerend. Vera duwde haar kont een beetje naar achteren.“Doe maar… kom in me.” Ik schoof langzaam naar binnen. Centimeter voor centimeter. Haar warme, natte wanden sloten zich om me heen. Toen ik helemaal in haar was, bleef ik even stil, diep in haar. Vera zuchtte lang en legde haar hand over de mijne op haar heup. “God… je vult me helemaal.”Ik begon te bewegen. Langzaam, diep, met lange stoten. Elke keer dat ik mijn lul eruit trok tot alleen de eikel nog in haar was, en dan weer tot de basis naar binnen gleed. Haar sappen maakten zachte, natte geluiden. Ik boog voorover, kuste haar schouder en nek, en greep haar volle borsten van onderen. De harde tepels rolde ik tussen mijn vingers terwijl ik haar bleef neuken.Vera draaide haar hoofd en zocht mijn mond. We kusten terwijl ik diep in haar stootte. Haar kut werd natter, strakker. Ze wreef over haar eigen klit en kreunde zacht tegen mijn lippen. “Ik kom bijna… blijf zo… precies zo…” Ik hield het tempo aan. Diep, gestaag, vol aandacht. Haar binnenste begon te kloppen om mijn lul. Vera spande zich, haar adem stokte, en toen kwam ze. Een lange, trillende orgasme. Haar kut kneep ritmisch om me heen, warme sappen stroomden over mijn ballen. Ze bleef zacht kreunen terwijl de golven door haar heen gingen.Ik kuste haar nek en fluisterde: “Ik wil in je klaarkomen… mag dat?”“Ja… spuit me vol… ik wil het voelen.” Ik versnelde een beetje, nog steeds diep, en voelde het opkomen. Met een laatste, harde stoot tot de basis spoot ik leeg in haar. Dikke stralen sperma vulden haar. Vera zuchtte bij elke spuit en duwde haar kont stevig tegen me aan, alsof ze alles wilde houden. We bleven even zo, ik diep in haar, mijn gezicht in haar haar. Toen ik er langzaam uitgleed, droop er een mengsel van haar nat en mijn sperma uit haar kale kutje. Vera draaide zich om, ging zitten en trok me dichterbij. Ze kuste me zacht en legde mijn hand terug tussen haar benen, zodat ik kon voelen hoe warm en vol ze was.“Blijf nog even,” fluisterde ze. “De film is nog niet af… en ik ben nog lang niet klaar met jou.”Haar hand gleed weer naar mijn lul, die nog nat en halfhard was, en ze begon hem opnieuw zacht te strelen, met een kleine, tevreden glimlach.Haar vingers gleden langzaam op en neer, soms even stilhoudend bij de eikel om er zachtjes overheen te wrijven. Ik voelde mezelf weer groeien in haar hand.Na een paar minuten keek ze me aan, haar ogen nog donker van genot. “Ik ben zo klaar met werken,” zei ze zacht. “Ga je met me mee naar mijn huis?” Ik keek haar even aan. De warme geur van haar huid, de natte sporen van ons allebei nog tussen haar benen, de zachte manier waarop ze me bleef aanraken. “Is goed,” antwoordde ik.Vera glimlachte, alsof ze dat antwoord al half verwachtte. Ze stopte me voorzichtig terug in mijn broek, trok de rits half omhoog en streelde nog even over de stof. Toen trok ze haar jurk weer naar beneden, alsof er niets gebeurd was, behalve de lichte blos op haar wangen en de glans op haar lippen.We stonden op. Buiten de bioscoop was het al wat later geworden. Vera haakte haar arm door de mijne, alsof we al langer samen liepen. Haar huis bleek niet ver, een rustig appartement een paar straten verderop. Onderweg praatte ze weinig, maar haar hand bleef op mijn arm, haar duim streek af en toe over mijn mouw.Binnen deed ze de deur dicht, deed het licht half aan en keerde zich naar me om. Even stonden we elkaar aan te kijken in de stilte van haar woonkamer. Toen stapte ze dichterbij, legde haar handen op mijn borst en kuste me. Langzaam, diep, met dezelfde zachte intensiteit als eerder in de bioscoop.“Kom,” fluisterde ze tegen mijn mond. “Ik wil je beter voelen. Zonder stoelen, zonder film, zonder haast.” Ze nam mijn hand en leidde me naar de slaapkamer. Het bed was groot, met zachte, donkere lakens. Vera bleef voor me staan en trok langzaam de rits van haar jurk open. De stof gleed van haar schouders, over haar volle E-cup borsten, en viel op de grond. Ze had er inderdaad niets onder aan. Haar lichaam was zacht en rond op de juiste plekken, haar buik een beetje vol, haar heupen breed, en tussen haar benen dat gladde, kale kutje, nog glanzend van wat we eerder hadden gedaan.Ik keek naar haar. Vera liet me kijken. Toen kwam ze dichterbij en begon mijn shirt open te maken, knoop voor knoop, terwijl ze me af en toe kuste. Haar handen gleden over mijn borst, mijn buik, en lager. Ze knielde langzaam voor me neer, trok mijn broek en onderbroek naar beneden en nam mijn lul weer in haar hand.“Nog steeds nat van mij,” mompelde ze met een kleine glimlach. Ze kuste de eikel, likte er langzaam overheen, en nam me toen dieper in haar mond. Dit keer zonder haast. Haar tong draaide, haar lippen sloten zich strak, en ze zoog met lange, natte bewegingen. Een hand speelde met mijn ballen, de andere hield de basis vast. Ik legde mijn handen in haar haar en streek erdoorheen. “Vera…”Ze keek even op, mijn lul nog tegen haar onderlip. “Ga op het bed liggen.” Ik ging liggen. Vera klom over me heen, haar knieën aan weerszijden van mijn heupen. Ze boog voorover, liet haar volle borsten over mijn borst glijden en kuste me opnieuw. Haar hand leidde mijn lul tussen haar lippen. Ze wreef de eikel heen en weer over haar natte, kale spleet, tot ze goed glijdend was, en toen liet ze zich langzaam op me zakken.Ik voelde hoe haar warme, strakke wanden zich om me heen openden en me helemaal innamen. Centimeter voor centimeter, tot ze volledig op me zat. Vera zuchtte diep en bleef even stil, met mijn lul diep in haar. Haar handen rustten op mijn borst.“Zo… precies zo,” fluisterde ze. “Ik voel je helemaal.”Ze begon te bewegen. Langzaam, in lange, rollende bewegingen van haar heupen. Haar natte kut gleed op en neer over mijn pik, soms bleef ze even diep zitten en maakte kleine cirkels, zodat ik elke samentrekking voelde. Haar borsten hobbelden zacht mee. Ik greep ze, kneep erin, rolde de tepels tussen mijn vingers. Vera boog voorover zodat ik een tepel in mijn mond kon nemen. Ik zoog eraan terwijl ze me neukte, traag en diep. Haar ademhaling werd zwaarder. Ze ging rechtop zitten, legde een hand achter zich op mijn dij en de andere tussen haar benen, op haar klit. Haar vingers wreven in kleine, natte cirkels terwijl ze zichzelf op en neer bewoog. “Ik kom alweer… blijf stil… laat me het voelen…”Ik hield mijn heupen stil en liet haar het tempo bepalen. Haar kut begon te kloppen om me heen, natter en strakker. Vera boog haar hoofd achterover, haar mond half open, en kwam. Een lange, trillende orgasme. Warme sappen stroomden over mijn lul en ballen terwijl ze zacht kreunde en bleef bewegen tot de golven wegebden.Ze zakte voorover tegen mijn borst, nog steeds met mij in haar. Haar adem was heet tegen mijn huid. “Blijf nog even in me,” fluisterde ze. “Ik wil je voelen hard worden terwijl je er nog in zit.”Ik streek over haar rug, over haar bil, en begon heel langzaam van onderaf te stoten. Kleine, diepe bewegingen. Vera zuchtte en spreidde haar benen wat wijder. “Ja… zo…” We bleven zo een tijdje liggen, kussend, aaiend, terwijl ik haar van onderaf neukte. Toen rolde ik ons om, zonder uit haar te glijden. Nu lag zij onder me, haar benen om mijn heupen geslagen. Ik kuste haar langzaam en begon dieper te stoten. Langere bewegingen, nog steeds niet hard, maar met meer gewicht.Vera’s handen gleden over mijn rug, haar nagels krasten zacht. “Kom in me, Wim… ik wil het weer voelen… warm en diep…”Ik versnelde een beetje, voelde het opkomen. Met een laatste diepe stoot spoot ik leeg in haar. Mijn lul klopte hard terwijl dikke stralen haar vulden. Vera hield me stevig vast, haar benen strak om me heen, en zuchtte bij elk spuitje.We bleven liggen, nog verbonden, ademend in elkaars nek. Buiten werd het stiller. Vera streek met haar vingers door mijn haar en fluisterde: “Welkom thuis… voor vanavond in ieder geval.”Haar kale kutje kneep nog een keer zacht om mijn lul, alsof ze me eraan herinnerde dat de nacht nog lang niet voorbij was. Na een tijdje op bed te hebben gelegen, nog half verstrengeld en met de warme nasmaak van elkaar op onze huid, stelde Vera voor om iets te eten. “Ik heb honger,” zei ze met een kleine lach. “En jij vast ook.”In de keuken zette ze eenvoudige dingen op tafel: vers brood, zachte kaas, wat prosciutto, tomaatjes en een fles witte wijn. We zaten dicht tegen elkaar aan de toog. Soms stak ze een stukje kaas naar mijn mond, soms likte ik een druppel wijn van haar onderlip. Het was rustig, bijna huiselijk, maar de spanning bleef hangen. Haar hand lag vaak op mijn dij, mijn vingers streek af en toe over de binnenkant van haar arm.“Geloof jij in liefde op het eerste gezicht” vroeg Vera. “Tot vanochtend niet” zei ik “maar sinds ik jou ontmoet ben wel” en ik kuste jaar intens Toen de borden leeg waren, keek ze me aan met diezelfde donkere, warme blik. “Zin om samen te douchen?”“Graag.” In de badkamer draaide ze het water open tot het lekker warm was. We stapten samen onder de straal. Het water stroomde over onze schouders, over haar volle borsten, over mijn borstkas. Vera kwam meteen dichtbij, legde haar natte handen in mijn nek en kuste me. Diep. Haar tong gleed tegen de mijne, traag en gretig tegelijk. We tongden stevig, terwijl het water over onze gezichten liep en onze lichamen glad maakte.Haar hand gleed naar beneden, pakte mijn lul die alweer hard werd, en wreef er langzaam overheen onder het stromende water. Ik zoog aan haar onderlip, kuste haar kaak, haar hals, en liet mijn mond zakken naar haar borsten. Ik nam een natte tepel tussen mijn lippen, zoog eraan, liet mijn tong eroverheen draaien. Vera zuchtte en duwde haar borst dichter tegen mijn mond.Toen knielde ik voor haar. Het warme water stroomde over mijn hoofd en schouders terwijl ik haar heupen vasthield. Ik kuste haar buik, de zachte huid net boven haar kale kutje, en toen de gladde lippen zelf. Vera spreidde haar benen een stukje en leunde met haar rug tegen de tegels. Ik streek met mijn tong van onderaf omhoog, tussen haar lippen door, tot aan haar klit. Ze was alweer nat, een mengsel van water en haar eigen sappen. Ik befte haar langzaam. Mijn tong cirkelde om haar klit, zoog er zachtjes aan, gleed dieper tussen haar lippen en stak naar binnen. Vera legde een hand in mijn natte haar en hield me dichtbij. “Mmm… ja… precies daar lieverd, zo lekker…” Ik bleef haar likken terwijl het water over ons heen stroomde. Soms keek ik omhoog: haar ogen halfdicht, mond open, borsten glanzend van het water. Ik schoof twee vingers in haar terwijl mijn tong op haar klit bleef, en neukte haar er langzaam mee. Vera’s ademhaling werd sneller, haar heupen duwden tegen mijn mond. Ze kwam met een lange, trillende zucht, haar kut samentrekkend om mijn vingers, warme sappen over mijn tong.Ik stond op, kuste haar met de smaak van haarzelf nog op mijn lippen. We bleven een poosje onder het water staan, elkaar aaien, kussen, tot het water begon af te koelen.Vera zette de kraan uit. We stapten uit. Ze pakte een grote, zachte handdoek en begon me af te drogen. Eerst mijn schouders, mijn borst, toen lager. Haar handen wreven de stof over mijn lul, droogden mijn ballen, mijn dijen. Ik nam de handdoek van haar over en deed hetzelfde bij haar: over haar rug, haar volle borsten, haar buik, en voorzichtig tussen haar benen. Ze glimlachte toen ik even bleef strelen over haar nog vochtige, kale lippen. Toen de handdoeken op de grond lagen, keek ze me aan. “Kom, laten we terug gaan naar bed.”In de slaapkamer lag het bed nog in lichte wanorde van eerder. Vera ging liggen, spreidde haar benen en strekte een hand naar me uit. “Ik wil je weer in me voelen. Langzaam. Diep. ”Ik ging tussen haar benen liggen, steunde op mijn onderarmen en kuste haar terwijl ik de eikel tussen haar natte lippen legde. Langzaam schoof ik naar binnen. Ze was nog open en glad van de douche en haar orgasme. Haar warme wanden sloten zich om me heen. Toen ik helemaal in haar was, bleven we even stil, voorhoofd tegen voorhoofd, ademend. “God, je voelt zo goed,” fluisterde ze.Ik begon te bewegen. Lange, diepe stoten. Het bed kraakte zacht mee. Vera’s benen sloten zich om mijn heupen, haar handen gleden over mijn rug. We kusten veel, tongden, fluisterden elkaars naam. Haar kut was warm en strak, elke keer dat ik diep ging voelde ik haar samentrekken.Na een tijdje rolde ik ons om, zodat zij bovenop zat. Vera richtte zich op, legde haar handen op mijn borst en begon te rijden. Langzaam eerst, dan iets sneller. Haar volle E-cups hobbelden mee, ik greep ze, kneep erin, zoog aan de tepels wanneer ze dichterbij kwam. Haar kale kut gleed nat en warm over mijn lul. Ze wreef over haar eigen clit terwijl ze me neukte en kwam opnieuw, met een diepe kreun, haar binnenste hard om me heen knijpend. Ik voelde het zelf ook opkomen. “Ik ga komen…” “In me,” zei ze meteen. “Spuit me weer vol.” Ze bleef op me zitten, bewoog diep en gestaag, tot ik met een lange zucht leegspoot in haar. Dikke, warme stralen vulden haar. Vera bleef me omklemmen tot de laatste stuiptrekkingen voorbij waren.Daarna zakte ze voorover tegen mijn borst. Het water van de douche was allang opgedroogd, maar onze huid was weer warm en licht kleverig van het zweet. Ze streek met haar vingers over mijn borstkas en fluisterde: “Blijf vanavond slapen… ik wil je nog voelen als we wakker worden.” Ik kuste haar haarlijn en hield haar stevig vast, nog steeds half in haar. “Ik blijf, ik ga niet meer weg” Vera knikte verheugd.We bleven nog een tijdje liggen, verstrengeld. Mijn lul gleed langzaam uit haar, en een warm mengsel van haar sappen en mijn sperma liep zachtjes over haar dij. Vera trok de deken over ons heen, kroop dicht tegen me aan en legde haar hoofd op mijn borst. Haar vingers streek langzaam op en neer over mijn huid.“Ik ben blij dat je mee bent gegaan,” fluisterde ze.“Ik ook.” Ze kuste mijn borst, vlak bij mijn hart, en sloot haar ogen. Ik streek door haar haar, over haar blote schouder, over de zachte curve van haar rug. Buiten werd het stil. Haar ademhaling werd dieper en gelijkmatiger. Ik voelde hoe ze langzaam weggleed in slaap, haar been nog over het mijne geslagen, haar hand rustend op mijn buik.Ik bleef nog even wakker, alleen maar luisterend naar haar adem en het zachte tikken van de klok ergens in huis. Toen liet ik mezelf ook gaan. We sliepen diep, warm tegen elkaar aan, alsof we elkaar al veel langer kenden.De ochtend kwam zacht. Het eerste licht viel door de half dichtgeschoven gordijnen. Ik werd wakker van een warm, nat gevoel tussen mijn benen. Vera lag half over me heen, haar mond om mijn halfharde lul, langzaam en teder zuigend. Haar tong gleed over de eikel, haar lippen sloten zich zacht, alsof ze me niet wilde wekken maar juist heel voorzichtig wilde opwekken.Ik legde mijn hand in haar haar. “Mmm… goedemorgen.” Ze keek omhoog, mijn lul nog tegen haar lippen, en glimlachte. “Goedemorgen. Ik kon het niet laten… je lag zo lekker naast me.” Ze kroop hoger, kuste me met een mond die nog naar mij smaakte, en legde zich half op me. Haar hand gleed naar beneden, pakte mijn nu volledig harde lul en wreef er langzaam overheen. “Ik wil eerst komen,” fluisterde ze. “Langzaam. En daarna mag jij.” Ik knikte. Ze rolde op haar rug en trok me met zich mee. Ik ging tussen haar benen liggen, kuste haar hals, haar borsten, en liet mijn mond zakken. Haar kale kutje was al warm en vochtig van de ochtend. Ik streek er met mijn tong over, zacht, van onder naar boven, en zoog heel lichtjes op haar klit. Vera zuchtte diep en spreidde haar benen verder.Ik befte haar langzaam, met alle tijd van de wereld. Mijn tong cirkelde, likte, zoog. Af en toe stak ik hem diep tussen haar lippen en proefde haar. Twee vingers gleden naar binnen, vonden dat gevoelige plekje aan de voorwand en streelden het in een zacht ritme. Vera’s handen lagen in mijn haar, haar heupen wiegden mee.“God… Wim… zo…” Haar ademhaling versnelde. Haar binnenste begon te knijpen om mijn vingers. Ik zoog steviger op haar klit, bleef hetzelfde ritme houden, en voelde hoe ze de eerste orgasme naderde. Vera boog haar rug, greep de lakens en kwam met een lange, trillende zucht. Haar kut klopte om mijn vingers, warme sappen stroomden over mijn hand en tong. Ik bleef haar likken door haar orgasme heen, tot de rillingen wegebden.Ze trok me omhoog, kuste me diep en fluisterde tegen mijn mond: “Nog één… alsjeblieft.” Ik schoof twee vingers weer in haar, nog nat en open van de eerste keer, en legde mijn duim op haar clit. Langzame, drukkende cirkels. Mijn mond nam een tepel, zoog eraan terwijl mijn hand haar bleef neuken. Vera’s tweede orgasme kwam sneller, maar dieper. Ze kneep haar benen om mijn hand, snikte zacht en kwam opnieuw, harder dit keer. Haar hele lichaam trilde, haar nagels krasten over mijn schouder.Toen ze weer tot rust kwam, keek ze me aan met vochtige, tevreden ogen. “Nu jij… kom in me. Ik wil je voelen terwijl ik nog zo open ben.” Ik ging tussen haar benen, legde de eikel tegen haar natte, gezwollen lippen en schoof langzaam naar binnen. Ze was warm, glad en nog kloppend van de twee orgasmes. Vera zuchtte en sloot haar benen om mijn heupen. Ik bewoog traag, diep, met lange stoten. Elke keer dat ik helemaal in haar verdween, voelde ik haar samentrekken.We kusten veel. Haar handen gleden over mijn rug, mijn bil, trokken me dichterbij. Ik voelde het opkomen, die warme druk in mijn ballen. “Ik ga komen…”“Doe maar… spuit me vol… ik wil het voelen, ook deze ochtend.”Ik stootte nog een paar keer diep en kwam. Lange, sterke pulsen sperma vulden haar. Vera hield me stevig vast, haar gezicht in mijn hals, en zuchtte bij elk spuitje. We bleven liggen, nog verbonden, tot mijn lul begon te zakken.Ik rolde naast haar, trok haar tegen me aan. Vera legde een been over het mijne en streek met haar vingers door de haren op mijn borst. “Dat was precies hoe ik wakker wilde worden,” fluisterde ze.Ik kuste haar voorhoofd. “Ik ook.” We bleven nog een poosje zo liggen, in het zachte ochtendlicht, tevreden en warm, terwijl buiten de dag langzaam begon. Na een tijdje in bed te hebben gelegen, stelde Vera voor om te ontbijten. “Ik maak iets lekkers,” zei ze met een glimlach. “Blijf jij nog even liggen, of kom je mee?”Ik ging met haar mee. In de keuken zette ze koffie, legde vers brood, roerei, avocado en wat fruit klaar. We zaten dicht tegen elkaar aan de toog, blootsvoets, zij in een van mijn shirts die net te groot was en openhing bij de borst, ik alleen in een boxer. Af en toe stak ze een stukje avocado naar mijn mond, of likte ze een druppel koffie van mijn onderlip. Het was rustig, huiselijk, en tegelijk nog steeds geladen.Vera legde op een gegeven moment haar hand op mijn dij en streek omhoog. “Ik wil je nog één keer proeven voordat je gaat,” fluisterde ze.Ik keek haar aan. Ze glimlachte, schoof van haar kruk en knielde voor me neer, tussen mijn gespreide benen. Haar handen trokken mijn boxer naar beneden. Mijn lul was al halfhard van haar nabijheid. Ze kuste de eikel eerst zacht, alsof ze groette, en nam me toen in haar mond. Het was langzaam en liefdevol. Haar tong gleed over de onderkant, haar lippen sloten zich warm om de schacht, en ze zoog met lange, natte bewegingen. Een hand speelde met mijn ballen, de andere hield de basis vast. Soms keek ze omhoog, recht in mijn ogen, terwijl ze me dieper nam. Ik streek door haar haar, over haar wang.“Vera… dat voelt zo goed.”Ze zoog steviger, sneller, met meer speeksel. Het natte, slurpende geluid vulde de stille keuken. Ik voelde het opkomen, die warme spanning. “Ik ga komen…” Ze knikte en zei “give it to my my darling” en nam mijn pik weer in haar mond. Ik kwam met een diepe zucht, dikke stralen sperma spuitend tegen haar tong en ver in haar keel. Vera slikte alles, bleef zacht zuigen tot de laatste druppels weg waren, en likte me daarna schoon met trage, tedere streken van haar tong.Toen stond ze op, kuste me met een mond die nog naar mij smaakte, en fluisterde tegen mijn lippen: “Lekker. Precies zoals ik wilde.” We bleven nog even staan, arm om elkaar, voorhoofd tegen voorhoofd. Daarna kleedden we ons aan. Bij de voordeur pakte Vera mijn gezicht tussen haar handen en kuste me lang en zacht.“Tot vanavond, lieverd,” zei ze met een warme glimlach. Ik kuste haar nog één keer terug. “Tot vanavond.”De deur viel zacht dicht achter me. Buiten scheen de zon al, en ergens in mijn borst zat een warme, tevreden gloed die de hele dag zou blijven.

30 August 2026

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The old boss she rang me to say she was down in Sydney from Brisbane and wanted to know if I wanted to catch up as she was staying in the city sure why not she texted me the motel name and room number we went down to the coffee shop and as it was getting around tea time I suggested we go to china town for dinner and after dinner I walked her back to her motel and she invited me up for a coffee as the coffee shop was closed and in the evaluator she caught me looking at her big boobs they were a size E at least and she said I see you are excited and next thing she reached and had a feel on my cock and as soon as her room door closed she pulled my pants down and went to work with her mouth on my cock she pulled away and said her Sister says you give a great massage and know how to use your tongue I had had her Sister a few times who was I to argue I was massaging her back and iner thighs when she told me to stop and she rolled over to show 2 large pointing Nipples I gave her boobs and Nipples a good massage and she said how about you return the favour and go to work on her clit I didn’t need to be told twice and after she came all over my face let see if you can use your cock as well as you used your tongue I must have as we both fall asleep and in the morning I was woken up to her mouth around my cock we had a fuck and I took her to the airport just in time for her flight back to Brisbane and she must have told her sister as her sister rang me a couple of days later to ask who was the better fuck I told her I would need to have another sexual experience to decide it’s yet to be arranged

30 August 2026

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You opened the door, and I stepped inside. The moment it closed behind me, I felt your arms slip around my waist, pulling me gently against you. Your lips found my neck, soft and lingering, sending a shiver through me. Your fingers brushed along the zipper of my dress, slowly drawing it down as you whispered my name. I turned in your arms and looked up at you. For a moment, neither of us spoke. There was only that charged silence between us, the kind that made it impossible to pretend we didn’t both know exactly what we wanted. You leaned closer, your forehead resting against mine. Stay, you whispered. I smiled, my hands resting against your chest. I wasn’t planning on leaving. My words barely leave my lips before you pull me closer. The kiss that follows is different, deeper, more desperate, as though all the things we’ve been holding back have finally become impossible to hide. Your hands settle around me, and I can feel the tension in the way you hold me, like you’re afraid that if you let go, this moment might disappear. I pull back just enough to look into your eyes. There’s something there that stops me. Not just desire. Something softer. Something frighteningly real. You know this changes everything, I whisper. You don’t answer immediately. Instead, you brush your fingers gently along my cheek, your eyes never leaving mine. I know. Those two words hit harder than anything else could. I close my eyes for a second, trying to steady myself, but you lean in again, your forehead against mine. Neither of us needs to say what we’re thinking. For once, we’re not pretending. You take my hand and lead me further inside, and when the door to the outside world disappears behind us, it feels like we’re finally allowing ourselves to admit what has been building between us all along. We kiss passionately as you remove my dress, your hands rubbing against my tits as my nipples become harder with your touch. I moan wanting more, you lower your mouth on my nipples you start to suck gently enjoying them in your mouth. I push your head in closer to tell you to suck more. You loose control and enjoy my hard nipple, my other in your hands. You come up and look me in my eyes, I want to see all of you. I start to remove your shirt and rub my hands down your chest, I start to kiss down licking and biting. I get to your belt and start to take off your pants, exposing your hard thick cock. I start to suck slowly making my way down your hard shaft. You moan as you grab my hair and pull me in. You can’t take it anymore, you need me you want me. You pick me up and throw me on the bed, you open my legs and taste me and feel how wet I am. I moan fuck yesss please yesss. You kiss up my body and find my lips, as you kiss me your cock slips inside me and we moan almost in sync. Yesss yesss! We start to fuck hard wanting more and more our bodies mixed as one. You kiss me deeply as our bodies cum, ohhhh fuck! We lay there together breathing heavily, kissing softly… you whisper in my ear. Open your legs…

30 August 2026

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I had spoken with Jack a few times in the chat room. His profile read well. He was a younger guy mid 20s, slim, fit and recently single. Jack had a couple of long term girl friends and was keen to explore the lifestyle with couples and women. We had spoken a few times about some of my experiences, including some hotwifing and cuck play. His profile was well written, but he had “not had much luck” on the site. I suggested that maybe some better photos would help. Some of the selfies he had taken were classic “web site guy” pics and he wanted something a little better and sexier. I showed him a few photos I had taken for friends and Jack asked if I could take some for him. We agreed to catch up over the weekend at his apartment and do a shoot. I arrived at Jack’s on Saturday afternoon, camera bag and lights in tow. He showed me in and offered me a beer while I set up my gear. We had not really chatted about what the shoot was going to be, but I suggested a few clothed shots then down to some more intimate underwear shots. He was starting to get a little nervous as he had not done anything like this before. I reminded him that I had done a few shoots before and he had nothing to be worried about, and it would be fun. I tested the light sync on with my camera and suggested Jack pose for me standing in the middle of his bedroom in front of his bed. As I had mentioned, Jack was a slim aussie guy. He was a bit under 6ft with a good toned body, blonde hair and a great smile. He had dated and now as a single guy wanted to explore a few fantasies, including MFM, MFF and a few other vices. He listed himself as straight on his profile. When we had chatted about some of my experiences and some of the things he wanted to try we had spoken about him being comfortable being naked around other guys. The only time he had been naked around other guys was in the showers at the gym. He was interested in going to a club also, but baby steps. We took a few photos of him standing posing and I started directing him to move and twist to get some different angles. The white t shirt and blue jeans combination were working well as I showed him a few images on the camera. We continued to chat as I took some shots. The conversation shifted to some of my play sessions, some hotwife play and partner swapping. I had asked Jack to move his body around, he was not quite getting the pose so I positioned him. Shifting his body and turning his torso to get the shot I wanted. He was comfortable with my touch and just went with it. We had some great profile shots to work with. I suggested he take his shirt off and get onto the bed. He removed his shirt showing off his smooth hairless chest and a hint of abs. I sat him on the foot of the bed, legs spread with his hands on his knees. We got a few shots and I asked him to lie on the bed on his stomach. I took a few more of him arching his back and showing off his physique. I told him to roll over on to his back. I moved his arms up around his head and spread his legs slightly. We took a few in variations of that postitions before I asked him if he wanted a few sexier ones. Jack was lying on his back. I asked him to remove his belt then unbutton his jeans and fly. I took a few action shots as he followed my instructions. His fly all the way down I could see some of his black briefs and a significant bulge being outlined. I took a few closer up pics for him then told him to slide his thumb into his briefs to show off his abdomen a bit more. As he moved his thumb down, his cock strained against the material... he was turned on. I showed him some of the pics and said to him “ that looks pretty hot, you ok to do some underwear shots?” . He nodded approval and I asked him to stand up at the foot of the bed and take his pants off. He slid off the bed and took his jeans off. I could see the outline of his cock at full attn through his black briefs. I moved his body around into a few poses before asking him to slide his thumb back into the elastic of his briefs to show off some more of his abdomen. He was rock hard and straining against the thin fabric as I took a few close ups. I asked him to turn around to get a few butt shots too. I positioned his hips ad asked him to slide his briefs down so I could get a couple of cheekier shots. He slid them off facing away from me. I took a few more before moving his hands to his hips for a pose. I moved up next to him to show him the result . Looking down I could see he was rock hard. Thick, cut 7” with a big mushroom head. He was starting to get a little embarrassed, but I reminded him it was all cool, this does happen and not to worry. I asked him to turn around and place both hands over his cock. His hands barely covered it as I took a few front on shots. We had a fair bit of good content, but I asked him if he was ok to do a couple more. I got him to lie down on the bed, face down. I took a few photos of his back and butt then spread his legs slightly . I could clearly see his smooth balls and took a few more pics. I moved his right leg up, cocking it slightly for a much better angle. He moved slightly and cupped his balls to move them. He was a little shocked, I apologized and took a few more shots. I asked him to move onto all 4s. Moving behind him I spread his legs, exposing his hanging balls and thick shaft. I got him to thrust his hips out in a downward dog position as i took a few pics of his butt over his shoulder. I moved behind him, getting a few close ups of his cock and ass. I said to him “ these are going to be pretty good for your profile, did you want to get a couple of cock shots?”. He was a bit shy, but I asked him to roll onto his back. I spread his legs slightly and started taking close ups. I asked him to give it a couple of pumps to get it at full mast. He wrapped his fingers around his thick shaft and started to slowly stroke it. I took pictures and he didnt stop stroking. I asked him if it was “feeling good?” . I kept chatting to him, while taking some pics, as he stroked his cock. Talking about a particular hot wifing experience I had shared with him previously. His eyes were closed and he was enjoying the moment. I said we were pretty much done, and asked him what he was going to do for the rest of the arvo. With his eyes closed, he murmured “finish this”. I asked him if he would be comfortable getting a few “money shots”. He was that turned on, he said... sure. He had been stroking for a while, so I offered him some lube. I put the camera down and squirted some into the palm of my hand. Reaching out I rubbed it along his shaft, wrapping my fingers around his thickness. He was a little shocked but went with it... eyes closed enjoying the sensation of my hand. I continued to tell him the story (its one of my other ones on here) as I worked his shaft and balls with my hands. Its funny with guys, most are straight until they get horny enough or its late enough at night and they just want to get off. Have experienced this a few times on here.... I stood up and took off my shirt and shorts, while continuing to tell Jake the story. I sat back down on the edge of the bed, sliding my cock out of my briefs. I was leaking pre cum, rock hard and pulsing. I started stroking my thick uncut cock and wrapped my other hand around Jacks member. His eyes were closed, hands above his head. I had reached a part of the story where the hotwife was giving me a bj while her husband watched and masturbated. I asked Jack when the last time he had a bj was... he said it had been ages. I leaned across licking the tip of his thick helmet. He started to moan as I continued to lick and stroke his cock. I moved position, maneuvering myself between his legs. I engulfed his thick head, stroking his shaft and cupping his balls with my other hand. He was moaning and bucking a little as I took most of his shaft into my throat. We had discussed bj’s in chat. Neither of his Ex’s had made him cum from oral sex, let alone let him cum in their mouths or on their faces. I had switched up a little, stroking my cock while I blew jack, my hand moving like lightning on my shaft. I could feel Jack swelling up in my mouth, he was getting close.... He moaned “ Im going to cum” . I started playing with his balls while sucking him deep. Switching to stroking his shaft and sucking the head, he gasped. The first jet hit my tongue... he tasted great, sweet. Very thick load too. I continued to pump him into my mouth, a second jet then a steady stream.... he had not cum in a while. I was so lost in the moment, I felt my own hips buck as I shot a load all over the bed. That was hot AF. I milked the last of Jack’s load out of his shaft. It pooling on his stomach. I got up and offered him a towel. He was kind of floating then snapped back to reality. I suggested he have a shower while I pack up. He shot up and I could hear the shower running. I stayed naked and packed up my gear. After a while , he reappeared in a towel. I put on my briefs and we chatted while I showed him some of the photos. They pics were great even if we missed the “ money shot”. He was surprisingly cool with everything, given the number of firsts he experienced. After we finished our drinks, I left and went home to edit the photos. He ended up using most of them on his profile. There is a bit more to this story if you are interested in hearing.

25 August 2026

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She knew she was playing with fire the moment she looked at him for the second time. The first glance had been accidental. The second absolutely wasn't. He was standing across the room, relaxed and completely comfortable in his own skin. There was something frustratingly attractive about a man who didn't seem desperate to impress anyone. Then he caught her staring. Instead of looking away, he held her gaze. A slow smile appeared. Not innocent. Not arrogant. Just enough to tell her, I saw that. Her stomach tightened. Later, she found herself beside him at the bar. “Are you following me?” she teased. He turned toward her slowly. “You'd like that explanation, wouldn't you?” She laughed. “Confident.” “Observant.” His eyes lingered on hers. “And I've noticed something about you.” “Oh?” “You get this little smile whenever you're pretending you're not attracted to someone.” Her smile immediately disappeared. His appeared. “That one.” She shook her head, laughing despite herself. “You're trouble.” “Probably.” There was something intoxicating about the way he spoke to her. No rehearsed pickup lines. No desperate compliments. He simply made her feel noticed. Then she noticed the ring. Her eyes dropped toward his hand before returning to his face. “You're married.” “I am.” No hesitation. No attempt to hide it. She should have walked away. Instead, curiosity won. “And you're standing here flirting with me.” He moved slightly closer, although he still didn't touch her. “I'm standing here talking to a woman who's been looking at me all evening.” Her heartbeat betrayed her. “That doesn't mean anything.” “Then walk away.” The challenge hung between them. She stared at him. One second. Two. Three. She stayed exactly where she was. His voice softened. “That's what I thought.” The confidence in those four words sent warmth through her. She stepped closer until the distance between them became deliberately inappropriate. “You think you have me figured out?” “Not even close.” His eyes moved briefly toward her lips. “And that's exactly why you're interesting.” For the first time that evening, she became nervous. Not uncomfortable. Excited. She could smell his cologne now. Feel the warmth of him. Every tiny movement suddenly seemed amplified. His fingertips brushed hers on the bar. Barely a touch. Yet neither moved their hand away. “You're enjoying this,” he whispered. “What?” “Making me wonder whether you're going to behave.” Her eyes narrowed playfully. “Maybe you should be wondering whether you're going to behave.” That caught him. His smile changed. She loved that she'd finally managed to surprise him. He leaned toward her until his mouth was close to her ear. “Careful.” One quiet word sent a shiver down her spine. She turned her face toward his. Their mouths were suddenly close enough that the smallest movement would erase the distance. Neither moved. That was somehow hotter than kissing him. The anticipation. The restraint. The knowledge that both of them wanted to know what the other tasted like. His hand settled gently against her waist. She inhaled sharply. He immediately stopped. His eyes met hers, silently giving her the choice. She answered by moving closer. His expression darkened. “There you are.” “Where?” “The woman who's been hiding behind that innocent smile all night.” She whispered, “Maybe she's not very innocent.” His thumb traced slowly along her waist. “I was hoping you'd say that.” This time she leaned toward him first. Their lips almost touched. Almost. Then she deliberately stopped. His eyes opened. Now it was her turn to smile. “What's wrong?” she whispered. “I thought you liked anticipation.” He laughed quietly. “You're dangerous.” She leaned close enough that her lips brushed his cheek as she whispered: “You haven't seen anything yet.” Then she stepped away. She walked several steps before looking back over her shoulder. He was still watching her. Exactly as she'd hoped. And judging by the look in his eyes, they both knew one thing. This night was nowhere near finished.

21 August 2026

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She noticed him before he noticed her—or at least, that was what she told herself. There was something dangerously composed about him. He wasn’t trying to own the room, yet somehow the room seemed to bend around his presence. Confident. Calm. A little mysterious. The kind of man who made you wonder what he was thinking precisely because he didn’t feel the need to tell you. Then his eyes found hers. Neither looked away. It lasted only a few seconds, but something changed between them. The conversation around her faded into background noise. He gave her the faintest smile—not enough to be innocent, not enough to reveal his intentions. Later, he stood beside her, close enough that she could feel his presence without him touching her. “You’ve been watching me,” he murmured. She turned toward him, amused. “You seem very sure of yourself.” “No.” His gaze settled on hers. “I’m sure of you.” Her breath caught despite herself. He leaned slightly closer, his voice dropping. “You keep pretending you’re not curious.” “And what exactly am I curious about?” His smile returned. “That’s the interesting part. I think you already know.” The tension between them became almost unbearable. He didn’t rush to touch her. Somehow, that restraint made everything more intense. His attention moved slowly from her eyes to her lips before returning to meet her gaze. She could have stepped away. She didn’t. When his fingertips finally brushed lightly against her hand, the contact was almost ridiculously innocent compared with everything she was imagining. Yet a shiver travelled through her. He noticed. Of course he noticed. “You felt that.” She smiled, refusing to surrender quite so easily. “Maybe.” “Dangerous answer.” “Why?” “Because now I want to know what else makes you react like that.” For a moment, neither spoke. Then she moved closer until only inches remained between them. “Maybe,” she whispered, “you'll have to earn the answer.” His expression changed—not surprised, but intrigued. “That,” he said softly, “was exactly what I hoped you'd say.” And suddenly she understood what made him so irresistible. He wasn't promising her anything. He wasn't trying to convince her. He was simply standing there, letting the attraction breathe between them, giving her every opportunity to walk away. Instead, she found herself wondering what would happen if she stayed. His hand found hers again, deliberately this time, his fingers closing gently around it. “Still curious?” She looked into his eyes. “Very.” He leaned closer until his lips were beside her ear. “Good.” One word. Quiet. Controlled. Certain. And somehow that single word left her thinking about everything he hadn't said—and everything that might happen next.

21 August 2026

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They met by the perfume counters on a rainy Saturday afternoon, the kind of day when the shopping centre felt like a warm, fluorescent-lit ark against the grey outside. Sarah was testing a sample of something floral and expensive, dabbing it on her wrist, when the bottle slipped. Daniel caught it before it hit the glass, his fingers brushing hers. He was tall, dark-haired, early thirties, wearing a plain black shirt that somehow looked intentional. She was mid-twenties, soft curves under a simple summer dress, hair a little damp from the rain. “Sorry,” she said, laughing under her breath. “No damage,” he answered, setting the bottle down carefully. Their eyes held a second longer than polite. The air between them thickened. They talked. First about the scent—too sweet, she decided; he preferred something darker, more skin than flowers. Then about the weather, the crowds, the ridiculous price of coffee upstairs. Somehow they ended up sharing a table in the quiet corner of a café on the upper level, away from the main thoroughfare. Conversation slipped easily into something warmer. She noticed the way his gaze dropped to her mouth when she spoke. He noticed the way she crossed and uncrossed her legs under the table, the faint press of her thighs. When the café started closing, neither of them moved to leave. “There’s a cinema downstairs,” he said. “Or… we could just keep walking.” They kept walking. Past the closing shops, past the empty food court, until the centre felt almost private. The rain had worsened; the glass roof above them drummed steadily. They found themselves in a half-lit corridor near the service elevators, the kind of place people only passed through on the way to the car park. Sarah stopped first. Daniel turned to her. The space between them disappeared. He kissed her like he’d been thinking about it since the perfume counter—slow at first, then deeper when she opened for him. Her hands slid up his chest, under the open collar of his shirt. His found the small of her back, pulling her flush against him. She felt him already hard through his jeans, and a low sound escaped her throat. They didn’t speak much after that. Words felt unnecessary. He backed her against the cool wall, one hand bracing beside her head, the other sliding down to the hem of her dress. She didn’t stop him. She lifted one leg slightly, giving him room. His fingers traced the soft skin of her inner thigh, higher, until they brushed the edge of her underwear. She was already wet. He groaned quietly against her mouth when he felt it. Sarah reached between them, palms pressing over the thick outline of his cock. She rubbed slowly, feeling him twitch. He pushed her underwear aside and slid two fingers into her, curling them just right. She bit his shoulder to keep quiet, hips rolling against his hand. The corridor was empty, but the possibility of someone turning the corner made everything sharper. He dropped to his knees without warning. She looked down, eyes wide, as he pushed her dress up and pressed his mouth between her legs. His tongue was hot, deliberate, licking through her folds, sucking lightly on her clit while two fingers worked inside her again. She braced one hand on his shoulder, the other covering her own mouth. The wet sounds of his mouth on her, the soft hum he made when she clenched around his fingers—it was almost too much. She came with a muffled cry, thighs trembling around his head. He stayed there until the last pulse faded, then stood and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. Sarah’s hands went to his belt. She opened it, unzipped him, freed his cock. Thick, flushed, already leaking. She stroked him once, twice, then sank down herself. The concrete floor was hard on her knees, but she didn’t care. She took him into her mouth, slow and deep, one hand wrapping around the base, the other cupping his balls. Daniel’s head tipped back against the wall. His fingers tangled in her hair—not forcing, just holding. She sucked him with focused hunger, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing, taking him as far as she could. When he started to thrust gently into her mouth she moaned around him, the vibration making his hips jerk. He pulled her up before he finished. “Not yet,” he said, voice rough. “I want to fuck you.” She nodded. He turned her to face the wall, lifted her dress again, and tugged her underwear down to her thighs. She braced her hands against the cool surface. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, coating himself in her wetness, then pushed in with one long, steady stroke. They both exhaled hard. He fucked her slow at first—deep, deliberate thrusts that made her feel every inch. One of his hands slid around to her front, fingers finding her clit again, circling in time with his hips. The other gripped her hip, holding her steady. The wet slap of skin, the soft gasps she couldn’t quite swallow, the distant sound of rain—everything narrowed to the place where their bodies joined. When she started to shake again he sped up, fucking her harder, deeper. She pushed back to meet him, greedy for it. He buried his face in the curve of her neck, teeth grazing her skin. “Come for me,” he murmured. She did—clenching hard around him, a broken moan escaping despite her best efforts. The way she fluttered and squeezed dragged him over the edge. He thrust deep one last time and came inside her, pulsing, holding her tight against him while the pleasure rolled through both of them. They stayed like that for a long moment, breathing hard, still joined. Outside the rain kept falling. Somewhere far away a security door closed. Eventually he slipped out of her. She straightened her dress with slightly unsteady hands. He tucked himself away, then pulled her close again for a slower, softer kiss. No names exchanged beyond first ones. No numbers written down. Just the shared knowledge of what they’d done in that quiet corridor, and the lingering heat of it on their skin. They walked out into the rain together, separate but not quite strangers anymore.

18 August 2026

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I was having lunch with a cousin for her birthday at the local yacht club and a old work mate of hers came over to our table to wish her a happy birthday and we all got talking and after a while we left and I was just about to turn on to the freeway when my cousin rang me asking if I had jumper leads no but I have one of those new jump packs and ask if I could go back and jump stark Alison’s car for her I did and said I would follow her home just in case and she invited me in for a coffee and said I believe you know how to give a great back massage I do and she asked me could I give her a back massage I said I am more than happy she told me to give her 5 minutes as she was going to have a hot shower and and get into something comfortable so I could massage her she called out I went into her bathroom and here she was on her stomach in a see through nighty and a beautiful bum showing I started to massage her and she stopped me and said her nighty was in the way I said I will leave the room while she took it off she said why I am sure you have seen plenty of ladies naked before gee she had a nice set of boobs and a hairy bush I said seeing your naked would you like me naked as well she said it would be nice as I can see her naked I start to take my shift off and next thing she’s pulled my pants down and has my cock in her mouth and stopped after while and said now how about that massage I did her back paying special attention to between her legs and she turned over and said now how about you put your tongue to work and she grabbed my head and pushed it to between her legs and I didn’t need to to be told what to do and after she gave me a mouthful of he juices she said I hope you can use your cock like you used your tongue I did and she wanted my load on her breasts and in her mouth

18 August 2026

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I don't think that a man who lets you go to dinner alone is all too worried about you getting home on time, Jack said quietly. My husband was actually on a business trip, closing the deal that would get him his promotion. Jack lowered his face towards my neck before I stopped him. Please, I said. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and something within me changed its mind. I looked up at him flirtatiously. Not here. He walked me to my car, and I agreed to follow him to his apartment. The entire drive there was split between convincing myself not to go and imagining all the things he would do to me. He lived relatively close to the restaurant, and when I found a parking space, I followed him up to the door that read "3". I don t even remember what the man s apartment looked like. He didn't turn the lights on, only pushed me against the wall and hoisted me onto his hips, his hands squeezing my butt greedily. I felt something hard against me, and instinctively I locked my hips around it. He was kissing me everywhere as he carried me to the back of the apartment and into a bedroom. Jack set me gently on the bed and turned the light on. When Jack walked back over to the bed, he leaned over me, removing each item of my clothing with caresses and kisses. By the time he had finished, I wanted him so badly that when he laid on top of me I ripped his shirt off, his buttons flying everywhere. He shrugged out of it while I undid his belt and pulled off his pants. He shook them off while I stared at his dick and more than anything I wanted it. Jack began to tease me with it, rubbing it around my cunt and over my clit. I let out a loud moan. Jesus, Jack said. You re so wet. All I could do was moan in return as he teased me more, starting to place the tip in and then rubbing some more. How badly do you want me to fuck you? Jack asked, a mischievous yet adorable grin crossed his face. I want you to fuck me so badly, I replied. How hard do you want me to fuck you? "I need you to fuck me as hard as you can", I said. "I NEED you to fuck me." I was begging for it now, and he loved it. He began sucking on my breasts, bringing my nipples to hard points with his tongue. I began pumping his cock with my hand, and the moan he let out resonated over my breast, causing my whole body to let out a shiver. Now he needed it. Finally, he plunged into my cunt with incredible force, causing me to let out a long and loud groan. He was thrusting quickly with either hand on my hips. One of my legs was over his shoulder, and my breasts shook hard each time he pumped into me. We were both moaning over the sound of his balls slapping against my ass and the headboard hitting the wall. I sat up and placed my hands on his shoulders, dragging my fingernails lightly down his chest. He sighed in response, and I used the moment to flip him onto his back. I used everything I had to drive him wild and fucked him as hard as I could. We must have been rolling around like that for hours, caressing each other and covering one another bodies in kisses. We eventually came together, and I slept wrapped up in his naked body, his warmth drying between my legs.

18 August 2026

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Ik kruip de trap af. jij me voor, mijn haar stevig in je handpalm. Voorzichtig, tree voor tree, met mijn gebruikte, nog kloppende gaatjes in de lucht. Spanning giert door mijn lijf. Kruipen op de trap is al spannend genoeg, maar ook de gedachte aan hoe onderdanig dit eruit moet zien. Ik ben een volgzaam object, een huisdier, je gaat met me doen wat jíj wilt. Ik volg.. Je zet me op de bank. In een automatisme ga ik op mijn knieen zitten, maar je draait me om. Ik mag gewoon op de bank zitten, rechtop? Het klinkt te goed om waar te zijn.. Als snel wordt duidelijk waarom. Ik zie het touw in je handen. Je bindt m’n polsen op mijn rug en mijn enkels aan de poten van de bank. Stevig, benen wijd, armen achter mn rug. Verstandig. Het neemt een stukje controle weg. Het smekende stemmetje komt alweer omhoog: doe zacht, niet te hard, rustig opwarmen. Het is puur de controle die ik op zo’n moment zelf wil houden. Maar ik geef er geen gehoor aan. Ik wil dit. Ik wil voelen hoe ver jij me kunt brengen. Je begint met het opwarmen van m’n bovenbenen met je blote hand. Stevige, warme klappen die m’n huid laten tintelen. Absoluut te dragen. Dit kan ik! Het maakt me alleen maar natter, hongeriger. Dan pak je iets waarvan ik niet eens meer weet wat het is. Mijn ogen probeer ik gesloten houden. Ik wil hier zijn, dit helemaal ervaren. Ik voel iets hards, iets dat ritmisch en gecontroleerd neerkomt. Elke slag is precies, afgemeten. Ik voel hoe ik me eraan overgeef. Hoe ik dit voor jou wil doen. Dan pakt je de massieve cane. Niet zo’n buigzame, lichte. Een zware, harde, onbuigzame cane die geen genade kent. Je begint ermee. Eerst gecontroleerd, dan bouwt het op. Harder. Dieper. Elke klap landt als een scherpe, brandende lijn over m’n bovenbenen. Voor het eerst tijdens impact play voel ik mezelf écht wegzakken. Het is moeilijk in woorden te vangen. De pijn is er, hevig en helder, maar eronder ontstaat iets anders. Iets warms, iets dat me naar binnen trekt. Elke slag duwt me dieper in een stille, zware, maar licht witte ruimte waar alleen jouw ritme nog bestaat. M’n ademhaling verandert. M’n lichaam stopt met vechten. Ik ontvang. Simpelweg. Klap na klap, en elke keer zakt er weer een laagje weerstand weg. De impact wordt steeds harder. Ik voel tranen opkomen. Ik moet elke slag verwerken, maar in plaats van me ertegen te verzetten, brengt elke klap me naar een ongekend nieuw level. Dieper. Stiller. Leger. Mooier. Witter. Lichter. De tranen beginnen te stromen. Niet van de pijn, maar van de pure energie die eruit móet. Warme, stille tranen die over m’n wangen lopen terwijl jij blijft slaan. En na de tranen… is het stil. Compleet stil in m’n hoofd. Geen stemmetjes meer. Geen twijfel. Alleen een diepe, hongerige leegte die schreeuwt om meer. Nóg meer. Je pakt de Satisfyer, en zet deze op m’n klit. De trilling is direct, intens, genadeloos. Je veegt mijn tranen weg en fluistert zachte, warme woorden in mijn oor. Tegelijkertijd blijf je me voorzien van harde, precieze slagen met de cane. De pijn en het genot smelten samen tot iets wat ik nog nooit zo heb gevoeld. M’n lichaam spant, trilt, zoekt. Ik kom. Niet gewoon. Niet zoals anders. Het is een explosie die vanuit m’n diepste kern komt. Een ongekende, nieuw, bijna gewelddadig orgasme dat me helemaal kapottrekt. M’n gebonden lichaam trekt hard samen, m’n kut pulseert, knijpt zichzelf leeg, m’n keel produceert geluiden die ik niet herken. Ik kom lang, rauw, terwijl de cane blijft neerkomen en de Satisfyer me er keihard doorheen duwt. Als het eindelijk wegebt, hang ik slap in de touwen. Tranen op m’n wangen, speeksel op m’n kin, m’n hele huid brandend en levend. Je zet de Satisfyer uit, wrijft met je hand over m’n hete, rode, inmiddels opgezwollen bovenbenen. Zacht dit keer. En ik kan alleen nog maar liggen in jou. Ik heb echt tijd nodig om te landen, terug te keren, en te beseffen dat dit ongekend was. Trotsheid overheerst, een trotsheid die de volgende dag alleen maar terugkomt als de marks opkomen. De dagen daarna, en nu nog steeds. Elke dag sta ik op, ga ik naar bed, en zie ik op mijn benen dat ik van jou ben..

15 August 2026

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A few years ago across the street came a new couple. About 10 years younger than we. From the beginning I really like her. A tall blonde, about 1.85 with all the right curves and a great round ass. A proper MILF. One summer day they, like us were working in the garden, she was wearing a bikini, she looked stunning. Nice set of tits, her long blonde hair loose and a bit sweaty. I went over to them, in shorts and a t-shirt, to have a chat. For some reason I showed them some pictures on my phone, and I noticed when she bent over to look, she pressed with her tits against my body. Subtle I pulled the phone a bit back and she leaned over even more. My dick was growing and pressed against her leg, she didn’t seem to bother. The seed was planted. A week or so later I saw her again alone in her garden. I asked her to see our new lounge set, with a lousy excuse about some advise about the set up. She came immediately, wearing a tight jeans around her big round ass. We chatted a bit, I made a comment about lying on the couch. Immediately she laid down to pretend she was sleeping. I came over and joined her as a kind of joke. When I laid in front of her she put her arms around my waist and felt her tits in my back.. Slowly I turned around, looked her in the eyes… then it just exploded. Our mouths found each other and we started a passionate kiss. Mine and her hands were all over each other. I suggested we went upstairs in the garage where a couch was where the kids normally played. Ass soon as we were upstairs, we ripped the clothes of each other. For the first time I saw her naked body. Lovely round ass, thick but trained thighs, nice set of tits with big firm nipples and a beautiful bald pussy. She grabbed my cock and ball and started sucking and licking them passionately. In the mean time I caressed her tits and went with my fingers between her legs. Her cunt was so wet and I started rubbing her clit. We didn’t have a lot of time, so I laid on my back and she saddled up and started riding me. Her tits in front of my face, sucking her nipples. She worked with her hips like a pro. I almost exploded. So I asked her to turn around, reverse cowgirl, my favourite position. Especially with a big round ass. She really knew how to do it, I saw my cock between her pussy-lips while spanking her ass. She looked around, I could not hold it anymore and dumped my load in her cunt… Fuck what an experience, and it was not the last one…

14 August 2026

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Going back to the dating scene is a hard thing to wrap someone’s head around. Getting that feeling that you haven’t felt for a long time. The bigger the gap, the bigger those feelings start to be–and being on the hook-up scene after a 20-year relationship with your high school sweetheart would take the cake—that’s what Tori is feeling right now. Sure, she’s single, and the kids are old enough that she can have a social life again without worrying about the babysitter. She laughs and is a little bit cheeky with her friends. Some are single men (but both parties know nothing is going to happen). Women who are a little bit of a stereotype, wanting to know all of the gossip. Tori joins in the conversation but doesn't feel like she can be herself, knowing the dirty things that she wants to say. Worry about her friends acting like parents. Make a dick joke, “Tori, act your age”   She had enough of them for a little bit. Loves them, but just needs a break. There’s a bit of wine in her glass, and she drinks the whole glass in one go. Excuses herself and walks towards the corner.  She asks for another glass and the bartender goes away to do that for her. While she’s waiting, a young man. Looks like he’s in his early to mid 20s and confronts her. Not in an asshole-in-the-bar way, but just saying hi to strangers.  Tori, firstly, brushes the whole thing off: a “hi there” from him = a simple nod, but the more he talks, the more she listens. He seems to be more mature for his age, like he’s her age inside his current age body, which makes her start having a conversation with him. Of course, the question had to come up: “Why are you talking to me? I’m old enough to be your mother”, but he replies with “I always get along with people who are older than my own age. Old soul. I don’t think I know how to talk to people my own age. Plus I was like, who is this hot chick” Hearing him calling her hot was shocking. In her mind, her body was shagging her face and boobs.  Maybe it's just tonight’s make-up that comes across as not. Maybe he’s drunk, but then the most forward thing he said to her happened. “What are your plans tonight beyond here?” she replies. “Nothing, really”. “Well, do you want to get an Uber and come with me?” he says with those fuck me eyes. She knows what he was talking about - her brain going through her mind. Should she? Is he like 20-something? Do I want to– To keep it short - she says yes, but they didn’t go to the house or unit or whatever. They parked at the side of the road. In his car. Him in the driver's seat, and her passenger’s. Making out heavy. Lips touching each other. Tongues looping around. His hand touches her cheek, but he moves in down. Sliding down between her cleavage and placing it underneath the dress. Grabbing, squeezing one of her breasts. You know that feeling of when you are watching two people kissing for what feels like hours. And you’re like, “Are they going to breathe? You know, come out for air.” That’s what’s going on here. Oh-he pulls the fabric across and mouths the same boob. Sucking the nip. Circling with his tongue with the odd, gentle bite. She pulls him back a bit and unzips his blue jeans. Whipping out his nice, thick cock and placing her mouth onto it.  The feeling of her lips makes him moan in seconds. It feels so good. Pervy over her body. Sliding the bottom of her dress to see her ass, which makes him want to ask.  “Do you like to be spanked?” “Uh-huh.” Then he spanks her, first gentle, but with every spank. He gets harder and harder, and her cheeks become redder and redder. Then follows with another question, “Can I fuck your throat?” Once again, from her “Uh-huh,” and he does. Just pounding his hard cock into her mouth. Making him moan louder because of how good it feels. To the point that she finally came out for air. He shouted, “FUCK!” She throws a suggestion - “Let's go outside”  Tori is sitting at the front of the car, and he is standing in front of her. Does he care that she is rocking a brush? Nope. Because he’s going down and licking her pussy like he hasn’t drunk water for 3 days, but he’s good with his skills. Making her bend back. She moans and becomes louder and louder. Reaching her first climax for the night.  She softly says, “Fuck me please” He got back onto his feet and pulled her closer to him. He inserted his rock hard cock inside of her and began to fuck her hard. Now Tori here hasn’t had much experience with dicks outside of her husband, who was–fine in bed, but THIS was a whole new thing for her.   The two of them are not holding back on how good each other feels. They don’t care if someone can hear them or drive past and see them. It feels that fucking good.  Her tits giggling, sometimes flying into her face. Watching him thrusting into her. Hard and fast. Pounding. Looking at his average chest. She'd be glad she made this choice because she’s about to reach Climax number 2, and she can feel it. She can see it on his face. He's ready to cum.   It's building, building, building until–they both cum at the same time. She creampie his cock while he creampie her pussy. Both of them are recovering from the intense sex that just happened, but he says to her.  “We better get back inside the car” “Take me to your place” She gives him a look of “Oh, this is only Round 1, buddy” - which we know he’s willing to give.

11 August 2026

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Anna was the sales manager for a large company in Perth, she had 20 staff working under her. She was dynamic 5ft7in tall light brown hair green eyes d size firm breasts in very good shape , she did aerobics and went to the gym regularly, you could not tell she was 60. Her assistant Wendy had just been promoted and was moving to Sydney so Anna was on the hunt for a new assistant. There was the annual team building weekend coming up this particular weekend so Anna decided to go. Her husband Craig worked away in the mines so her weekend was free. Friday came and all the sales staff were at work bags packed ready for a weekend away, most just went to get away from husbands and kids not for the team building, but Anna remembered what her first team building weekends were like lots of laughs and a bit of drinking. They all filed onto the bus took their seats and were on their way. Anna sat next to the weekend organiser and told her to just treat her like all the rest not as the boss, she told Anna that was her intention. They arrived at the resort had everything they would need 5star accommodation large pool a spa large spacious rooms. They filed inside and the organiser Rachael called them together gave them a brief outline of the weekend then organised them into pairs as they would be sharing rooms. Anna was paired with Jess a short blonde athletic looking girl mid 20s she was bubbly and enthusiastic, Anna had seen her around the office she was dynamic always on the go. They went to their rooms to unpack jess was just non stop talking telling Anna how excited she was to be on this trip and how great the company was to work for, she just never stopped talking. They all met back downstairs and started their team building, nothing to strenuous just a few talks and a couple of games. They finished mid afternoon and some of the women went to the bar, a few went for a walk Anna decided to go for a swim, she went and got changed into her bathers a modest 1piece and went to the pool. She was relaxing in the pool when jess turned up "I forgot my bathers" she sadly told Anna. "There are no guys here so just wear your bra and knickers" Anna told her." I don't wear a bra" Jess replied "so go topless" Anna replied. With that jess pulled her shorts off showing a red G-string then her t shirt Anna couldn't help looking at her small firm tits b-size at a push and bright pink nipples she felt a strange feeling in her pussy as Jess jumped in the water. They stayed in the pool for a while Anna finding out more about jess she lived in the city in a small flat with her cat , she had no boyfriend was more interested in her career than boys. They decided to get out and as jess was climbing out Anna noticed just how small and tight jess, s arse was and again she got that tingle in her pussy. They went back to their room to shower and change for dinner, Anna hopped in the shower lathering up her breasts and pussy it was slightly puffy for some reason, then she glanced up to see jess standing there watching her, slightly embarrassed she said " be done in a sec" " no rush " replied jess. Anna finished and hopped out of the shower as jess hopped in lightly brushing past Anna's naked body. There it was again that tingle, Anna glanced at jess, s pussy totally bald but she could make out a very large clit, she quickly looked away and went to get dressed. Anna's mind was racing why was she getting that tingle in her pussy? She dressed and went down to dinner, jess came down a bit later wearing a short pair of denim shorts which showed her firm arse cheeks and a tight black crop top no bra , hot Anna thought. Dinner was a success lots of chatter and laughs and a few drinks, Anna decided to go back to her room so went back upstairs and got changed into a black silk negligee, she was sat on the balcony watching the sunset when jess came back. She came out to the balcony and sat opposite Anna. , " you look nice" jess said " thanks " Anna replied, kinda embarrassed. Jess was looking intently at Anna's breasts and she felt the tingling again then her gaze went to Anna's pussy and she licked her lips. Jess then stood up walked over to Anna and kissed her full on the mouth, Anna responded by grabbing jess, s head pulling her closer as there mouths and tongues entwined, she felt jess feeling her large breast gently playing with her huge nipple as they continued their passionate embrace. Jess squeezed Anna's nipple harder and Anna felt the first wave of an orgasm rush over her she moaned into jess, s mouth as she came. Jess then started kissing Anna's neck pulling her negligee up over her head exposing her breasts and pussy to jess. She trailed her tongue across her breasts first one then the other before taking a nipple into her mouth. Sucking gently at first, Anna moaned again. Then jess started to bite her nipple gently as her hand found Anna's pussy rubbing her now wet pussy. Jess found Anna's clit and started rubbing it well Anna just started cumming hard as jess was now biting her other nipple a bit harder now but Anna was loving the slightly painful experience. Jess slipped a finger into Anna's pussy working it deep inside her rubbing her clit with her thumb. She then moved from her nipple trailing her tongue down Anna's stomach to her pussy she spread Anna's legs and started to tongue her sopping wet pussy. Anna just lost it and squirted all over jess, s face, jess lapped at Anna's pussy forcing her tongue deeper into her as she then sucked on her clit and puffy pussy lips. Anna put her legs over jess, s shoulders and pulled her head tighter into her pussy this was absolutely the best tonguing of her life and didn't want it to end. And jess seemed to want to eat Anna's pussy forever. She reached a hand under Anna and slowly slid a finger into Anna's arse. Anna had never tried anal but this was a new sensation and she was enjoying the feeling of having jess finger her arse. Her orgasms intensified with the new sensation. Finally jess got up from between Anna's legs and said wiping Anna's juices from her mouth " I think we should go to bed now don't you" Anna just nodded she was exhausted but keen to taste her new assistants pussy. Because she had decided between orgasms jess would be her new assistant. They could learn from each other.

11 August 2026

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Het is hartje zomer. Iedereen zucht onder de hitte. In mijn agenda staan komende periode zoveel activiteiten waar ik graag bij rond paradeer in m’n stringbikini dat ik een berekening maak...: als we onze date vervroegen naar maandag, ben ik dertien dagen later weer markvrij. Past precies, denk ik... Mijn hele lijf schreeuwt om marks. Ik wil voelen wat ik ben en van wie ik ben. En sinds ik steeds meer verandering merk in mijn onderdanigheid naar jou, ben ik benieuwd hoe ver het mij kan brengen. Je komt aan en weet inmiddels de weg naar mijn woonkamer. Ik zit al even klaar. Zucht. Niet onder de hitte, maar van de spanning. Je kunt elk moment binnen stappen. En ik zit klaar, op m’n knieën, handen netje opengevouwen op mijn benen... Je begint me te inspecteren. Je vingers doen niet aan opbouw. Ze glijden meteen tussen m’n benen, bezitterig, en voelen ongetwijfeld hoe kletsnat m’n kutje al is. Ik kreun zacht als je eroverheen strijkt. Het is bijna onmogelijk om niet meteen te smeken om alles wat je met me gaat doen. Het mooie is dat ik inmiddels weet dat ik dat nooit van tevoren weet. Het loopt altijd anders. Jij bent zo onvoorspelbaar. Ik ga er slecht op, maar ook zo goed... Je pakt m’n haar stevig vast en trekt me op handen en voeten mee naar boven. Ik kruip achter je aan. Iets wat ik nog nooit voor iemand heb gedaan. Maar het voelt goed. Ik kies er bewust voor om je te volgen als het sletje dat ik voor jou ben. Je gooit me op bed. Buik plat op het matras, voeten op de grond, benen wijd open. Mijn voeten krijgen geen houvast, mijn volle gewicht ligt op het marras. M’n natte kutje ligt volledig bloot, schaanteloos, klaar om gebruikt te worden. Even schiet erdoor me heen dat we toch alleen impact play zouden doen... Die gedachte probeert z’n weg naar m’n mond te vinden, maar ik bijt op m’n lip en blijf stil. Bewust. Om eens niet meteen grote mond te hebben. Braaf sletje. Je rommelt in m’n lades waar al m’n grote toys liggen. Nieuwsgierigheid en pure geilheid steken meteen de kop op. Ik probeer door mij oogleden heen te zien wat je doet. “Had ik gezegd dat je je ogen mag opendoen, sletje?” Shit. Je ziet écht alles. Ik blijf liggen met m’n ogen dicht en wacht... Opeens voel ik iets diks, hards tegen m’n kletsnatte kutje duwen. Ik kan niet plaatsen wat het is, maar het is groot. Ik vermoed de blauwe dogknot dildo. Je ramt het er in één harde stoot in, alsof m’n kutje er alleen maar voor gemaakt is. Het rekt me open en je begint er meteen stevig mee te bewegen en te draaien. De strijd in m’n hoofd begint, zoals altijd: de laatste restjes onafhankelijkheid versus dat hongerige stemmetje dat smeekt om nog harder, nog dieper, nog meer gebruikt te worden. Hoe harder en ritmischer je stoot, hoe meer die onafhankelijkheid wegzakt. Je zet kracht en ineens rekt m’n kutje in één brute klap verder open. Er duwt iets veel groters m’n zeiknatte gat in. Een explosie van pure, vieze geilheid schiet door m’n hele lijf. Fuck, dit is niet de dogknot. Dit is die grote transparante ballen-dildo. Dezebegint bij 7 cm en wordt alleen maar groter. Ik kijk één seconde om en zie hoe jij die monstergrote dildo met twee handen vasthebt en er keihard mee in me ramt. Dat is het moment dat ik me compleet overgeef. Overgeef aan wat jij met me doet. Overgeef aan het niet meer hoeven nadenken. Alleen nog object zijn. Een nat, open gat dat jij gebruikt precies zoals jij wilt. Je duwt de volgende bal erbij naar binnen, terwijl je blijft stoten. M’n hele kut wordt intens, pijnlijk, maar heerlijk opgerekt en het is allemaal oké, omdat jij hier zin in hebt. Omdat jij m’n kut wilt openrekken tot ze niet meer weet wat normaal is. In één beweging trek je de monsterdildo eruit. M’n kutje klapt maar half dicht, nat en gapend. Direct daarna breng je je vuist in één harde handbeweging naar binnen. Je begint te stoten. Diep, ritmisch, genadeloos. Ik zak weg in m’n eigen geilheid. Je trapt m’n benen nog verder uit elkaar met je voeten, zodat m’n gat helemaal openligt, beschikbaar, niets meer dan een natte opening voor jou. Ik voel alleen jouw vuist die m’n kut opentrekt en hoe ik erin verdrink. Dat oprekken, dat brute opentrekken van m’n kutje of kontje, is precies wat m’n geilheid tot het absolute maximum brengt. De weerstand wordt groter, strakker, intenser merk ik. Je werkt de vingers van je andere hand erbij. Eerst twee. Ik zit vol... Dan drie, ik voel hoe mij kutje tot het uiterste opgerekt wordt. Dan... vier? Kan dit...? Ik heb het bijna meer niet door, behalve dat het ineens zo fucking vol wordt. Ik zit volledig waar je me wilt hebben: stil, open, verdronken in m’n eigen zwarte gat van geilheid. Het voelt zo intens vol. Zo vol heeft het nog nooit gevoeld. Je gaat door. Je duwt door. Alsof m’n hele kut alleen nog bestaat om jouw handen te slikken. “Voel met je hand aan je kutje, sletje.” Ik breng m’n rechterhand naar beneden en voel rondom m’n kut. Het is zeiknat, denk ik eerst. Fuck wat ben ik nat. En dan komt het besef. Ik voel jouw pols. En nog een pols. Geen vingers, geen handpalm. Alleen twee dikke, grote handen die diep in m’n natte, opgerekte kut begraven liggen. Je begint heel langzaam te bewegen. Ik voel alles in me, elke centimeter. Je fist me. Je fiste me, met twee handen tegelijk! Je stoot op dezelfde maat, diep en gecontroleerd. Het is te dragen, maar door het pure besef explodeert er iets in me. Een oerkreet ontsnapt. Ik schreeuw het uit van pure genot terwijl je me openhoudt met twee vuisten. Je blijft doorgaan. En ik jammer en smeek. “AlstUblieft… mag ik alstUblieft klaarkomen Meneer?…” Ik wacht. Trillend. Nat. Open. Tot ik toestemming krijg. En ondertussen ga je door. “Kom dan, sletje. Kom om mijn vuisten.” M’n hele lichaam neemt het over. Een brute golf van pure geilheid knalt door me heen. M’n kut trekt samen, keihard om jouw twee vuisten, knijpt, probeert ze eruit te duwen terwijl jij gewoon blijft stoten. M’n rug holt diep, speeksel druppelt uit m’n mond terwijl ik lang en hard kom. Ik schreeuw, trill, kom alsof m’n hele lijf uit elkaar valt terwijl jij me erdoorheen neukt met twee vuisten, me gebruikt tot de laatste rilling. Het orgasme trekt door me heen als een trein door een te kleine tunnel. De ene stuiptrekking volgt op de andere. Ik kan niet meer nadenken. Ik val slap als een vaatdoek op het bed. Ik ben niets meer dan een hoopje geilheid... Je trekt je vuisten langzaam terug. M’n kutje blijft gapen, rood, nat, open. Ik lig er verward en trillend bij, nog half in m’n eigen geile trip, kutvocht dat nog uit me stroomt. “Goed gedaan sletje.” Twee vuisten, tot aan de pols. Het voelt zo vies voldaan. Zo diep dankbaar dat ik deze totale overgave mag ervaren. Mijn brein kan niet meer nadenken. Maar... we zouden toch impact play gaan doen...? Dan grijpt je hand mijn haar, en begeleid me de trap weer af. Kruipend, druipend, nahijgend... Op weg naar mijn volgende lot. Mijn weerstand is gebroken. Ik volg...

11 August 2026

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This is a true story. Well, where to start? l met her on an online BDSM site. We chatted a little. She wanted a t-girl that she could dominate. Her named started with a K so I'll refer to her as Karen. Karen was tall with short black hair and wore leather and high heels. We met at a popular Melbourne gay night club. Karen told me to wear my summer school uniform. As for Karen, so dressed in leather, trousers and top with single strap high heels. Also just like in her profile. Karen was pleased to see I looked exactly as I did in my school uniform as I did in my profile photos. We chatted briefly about dominance and submission. And then it started. Karen pulled a collar out of her bag and bucketed it around my neck. Then she took out a leashed and attached it. We didn't talk much at all after that, instead Karen got very social with groups of people and led me around after her by the leash. There was never any warning, when Karen moved, I had to move. And behind her because it was crowded. I just had to pay attention to when she might move and follow straight away. Being on her leash I had no choice. Wherever Karen went I was right behind her, the bar, the dance floor even standing towards to door in a toilet cubical. When people asked Karen about me, I wasn't introduced, I was explained as her slave. This attracted several men who became interested in how Karen had a slave. Karen was very charming and friendly with them. Some men wanted to touch me, she decided, sometimes no other times, if she appeared to be enjoying their conversation yes. Or somethings, if they appeared interested in me, she would suggest it. Keep still was all she said to me if it was a yes or an invitation. I felt embarrassed but then, I had agreed to be dominated by Karen and although I didn't know what to expect, I knew that after accepting, I had to submit. As so here I was on her leash being groped. One man put his hand in my panties and lightly fingered my hole for a few seconds. Men were crowding around and Karen encouraged them to watch and some to grope. Another tweaked my nipples through my dress, which it was really difficult to keep still to as I have sensitive nipples. This seemed to interest Karen, and she suggested playing with my nipples to other men. By the end of the night, Karen, after flirting with a lot of men, had one who wanted to have sex with both of us. One who she was convinced was bi-sexual. So, into to the taxi we went. Arriving at her apartment at about 4 am, I was still on her leash being led into the elevator. They kissed all the way up to the top floor. Karen tied my hands behind my back and was knelt on the thankfully thick rug alongside the sofa, still on my leash. They started making out of the sofa in front of me, then they lay down and stared fucking. Karen would point at her nipple while fucking him, I'd move a little on my knees and suck Karen's nipple, Karen would point at his cock, I'm move a little on my knees and I'd suck his cock. Eventually they fell asleep on the sofa. And I fell asleep on the floor. Still on my leash. Karen had untied my untied hands before falling asleep and tied my leashed to the sofa leg. As for the next morning, well that's another story.

11 August 2026

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On the Gold Coast for the weekend by myself, after I had been talking to a single Girl’s profile for a few weeks. We had talked over video calls several times and had arranged for a meet up - just us two girls. We had decided to meet at a hotel that I had stayed and played at previously. It’s not far from the beach, great bar with a pumping atmosphere. The rooms were very generous with lovely ensuite bathrooms with a big tub and double shower in the room that I had booked for the two nights. I put on a body stocking, corset, covered by a skirt and light jacket to hide what was going on underneath. Knee high boots completed the ensemble. Kate was 38, married, petite with a sexy little gym body and a short black bob. She texted me that she was at the bar downstairs, so I came down met her for a few drinks. We greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek and chatted animatedly. As we talked I stole glances at Kate’s body, clad in tight black denim pants and a form fitting dark green top that brought out her green eyes and showed her toned arms. Kate explained that she had played with girls when she was younger, but that she hadn’t played with any girls since. She and her husband were on AMM looking primarily for MFF play. She wanted to play with me one on one to ease back into things and ensure that she was comfortable and not have any pressure. That made sense to me and to be honest, I was quite happy to have her all to myself for a few hours. She was absolutely beautiful. A cheese platter and several drinks later, I suggested that we could call her husband from my room. Walking into the suite, I dimmed the lights and put some soft music on my phone to play in the background. Kate sat on the bed and dialled her husband, Jeff. I let them talk and I freshened up in the bathroom and took off my boots before getting us some drinks from the mini bar. I sat next to Kate at the end of the bed as she put Jeff on speaker. He and I had not talked previously, but he had a great voice with a sexy British accent and a great attitude. The three of us spoke about what they hoped to accomplish on AMM. Jeff was just hoping to have Kate be comfortable and happy… well, also have her come home with her lesbian cravings absolutely satisfied. After she had hung up we sat quietly on the bed together. I took her phone from her hand and placed it carefully away from us. Cupping her chin gently in my hand I lent forward and kissed her softly. Almost shy and hesitant at first, her lips soon parted and she darted her tongue forward to snake back and forth with mine. I rubbed her breast through her top, before reaching around and unfastening it. Stopping kissing to pull her top over her head. Admiring her mesh bra showing her nipples peaking out, I pulled her around to straddle my legs. Running my hand up into her hair I kissed and licked her neck and pulled her bra cup down to expose her right breast and rubbed her areola, enjoying the feeling of it hardening underneath my fingers. Kate rocked her hips against me and moaned as I took her lovely tit into my mouth sucking and licking it. I unclasped her bra and pulled it free from her shoulders. With both breasts now in the open we continued to make out, with Kate clearly becoming more aroused. She reached down and slipped her hand under the elastic of my skirt, and rubbed my pussy. The body stocking was crotchless so she had full access to my cunt and she wasted no time in taking advantage of that situation. She slid a couple of probing fingers in my wet snatch and began to frig me in earnest. She got off me and knelt in front of me, pulling at the top of my skirt to expose my twat. I raised my hips to help her, kissing her deeply again. She smiled as she leaned forward to begin to lick and finger me. I shrugged off my top as Kate continued her ministrations upon my creamy vagina. I stopped her and pulled her up as I stood. Kissing her lips again, I could taste my sex on her mouth. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them and her panties down kissing down her body as I did so. Her little pussy looked so inviting, waxed to perfection with a small pubic hair landing strip and delightful labia peaking its soft folds out. Spreading her lips apart I licked her deeply, looking up into her eyes as I tongue fucked her sweet nectar free from her folds. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her jeans, so I guided her leg up onto the bed to allow for better access to her delicate flower and I devoured her greedily. Running my hand up between her legs I inserted my thumb into her pussy and ran my fingers against her arse. Sucking her clit as I rubbed her to orgasm. She cried out and her legs shook as her first cum of our night together overtook her. I stood and we held each other and laughed together as she recovered. She smiled as we had a drink each. “I think it must be your turn to cum now, isn’t it Kryz?” She asked with a cheeky grin. “I want to scissor your gorgeous pussy, can we do that?” I replied huskily. I had brought a selection of toys along, however I was so turned on by her amazing enthusiasm and the way she had ground her snatch against my mouth as she came that I wanted nothing artificial between us just now… She nodded and giggled as we both got onto the bed and awkwardly arranged ourselves. As our bodies intertwined and our hot boxes kissed their lips together I growled in ecstasy and she whimpered in delight. It felt so wickedly warm and sweet as we began rocking our hips against each other, grinding our pleasure out… She reached down and began flapping her fingers back and forth against her clit, her jaw clenched in concentration. I couldn’t help but follow her example and began to rub my own pierced hood. Locking eyes with each other we continued to smoosh ourselves together. “Are you going to tell Jeff what a pussy hungry slut you are?” I hissed at her and gripped her calf in my hand taking control over her. She groaned and nodded… “I want him to see us together. I want him to join us!” “Are you going to let him fuck me in the arse while I eat your cunt when we all fuck?” I gasped further. That was enough to drive her over, and she took me with her, both of us squealing in joy as we climaxed together. Our pussy cream blended together as our wet twats squelched together. We untangled our limbs and we cuddled up in each other’s arms, softly kissing and talking about everything and nothing all at once. We knew that we had all the rest of the night, and no doubt adventures into the future. I was thinking about how much fun that Kate would be to splash around with in the big bathtub in the ensuite. And a little while later, I knew for sure, when we took some jelly dildos for a bubble bath. But that’s another story… Thanks for reading! Kryz.

10 August 2026

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