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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Big Jack and "insert your name here" spread a blanket in a secluded clearing deep in the woods, far from any trails. The picnic basket sat forgotten as soon as they kissed. He pulled her soft body close, hands roaming her thick thighs and heavy breasts. Jack eased her onto her back, hiked up her skirt, and buried his face between her legs. He licked and sucked her wet clit until she came hard against his tongue, moaning into the quiet trees. Still trembling, she spread for him. He pushed his thick cock into her pussy in one deep stroke, fucking her slow and steady on the blanket. Her soft belly and full tits jiggled with every thrust until she clenched around him and came again. Breathing hard, he pulled out, slicked himself with her wetness, and pressed the head against her tight ass. "Insert your name here" nodded, biting her lip. Jack eased in inch by inch until he was buried deep. He fucked her ass with long, careful strokes, one hand rubbing her clit. She pushed back against him, crying out as another orgasm hit. Jack followed, driving deep and coming hard inside her. They lay tangled on the blanket afterward, the woods silent around them, picnic completely abandoned.

7 August 2026

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Big Jack sat at the bar nursing a whiskey when she walked in—thick thighs straining her tight dress, soft belly, heavy breasts spilling over the neckline. A proper BBW. Their eyes locked. She smiled, ordered a drink, and took the stool beside him. “Jack,” he said. " Insert your name here" Conversation turned quick, hands wandering. By the second round they were out the door and heading to his place. Inside, the door shut and he pulled her close, kissing hard. He peeled the dress up over those full curves, cupped her big soft tits, then dropped to his knees. Jack spread her thick thighs, buried his face between them, and licked deep into her wet heat. She moaned, fingers in his hair, as he sucked her clit and worked his tongue slow and thorough until her legs shook and she came hard against his mouth. Only then did he stand, free his thick cock, and bend her over the couch. He pushed in deep, fucking her in long strokes that made her ass ripple and breasts swing. She clenched around him as she came again. Jack followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and spilling inside her. They collapsed together, sweaty and spent.

7 August 2026

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I always dropped Ashani at the office in the mornings and picked her up after work. She worked closely with a guy named Mark. She talked about him a lot — how helpful he was, how late they stayed finishing projects, how well they worked together. I never thought much of it. Until that night. She texted me around 7:30 saying she had to stay late again. I was already in the area, so I decided to surprise her and pick her up myself. The office building was quiet. Most of the lights were off. I walked down the hallway toward her department and stopped when I heard soft noises coming from Mark’s office. The door was slightly open. I looked through the gap and froze. Ashani was sitting on the edge of Mark’s desk. He was standing between her legs, kissing her hard. Her hands were in his hair. Their mouths were open, tongues moving. She made a soft sound into his mouth that I had never heard from her before. I should have walked in. I should have said something. Instead I stepped back and stayed hidden behind the doorframe, heart pounding. Mark’s hands slid under her blouse. He pushed it up and pulled her bra down, exposing her tits. He lowered his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth while pinching the other. Ashani’s head fell back. A long, shaky moan left her throat. “Fuck… Mark…” she whispered. She pulled his shirt off and ran her hands over his chest. Then she leaned forward and started kissing and sucking on his neck and nipples the same way he had done to her. The wet sounds of her mouth made my cock twitch hard against my jeans. Mark pushed her back onto the desk and started kissing down her stomach. She lifted her hips so he could pull her skirt and panties off in one motion. The second his mouth covered her pussy she gasped loudly. “Oh my god… yes…” He licked her slowly at first, then harder, spreading her open with his fingers. I could hear how wet she was. Her thighs trembled around his head. She grabbed his hair and held him there while she moaned openly, the way she never did with me. “Don’t stop… please don’t stop…” She came hard against his mouth, body shaking, a broken cry leaving her lips. Mark kept licking her through it until she was panting and twitching. Then she slid off the desk, dropped to her knees, and pulled his pants down. His cock was thick and already leaking. She took him into her mouth without hesitation, sucking deeply, making wet, messy sounds. She looked up at him while she did it, eyes half-lidded. Mark groaned and pulled her back up. He turned her around, bent her over the desk, and pushed inside her in one hard thrust. Ashani cried out. He fucked her deep and steady at first, then harder. The sound of skin slapping filled the office. She pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. He pulled out, turned her around, and lifted one of her legs onto the desk so he could fuck her face-to-face. Then he put her on her back and drove into her while sucking on her tits. Every position made her louder. I watched my wife take another man’s cock in ways she had never taken mine. Her voice started shaking. Her legs tightened around him. “Mark… baby… I’m going to come… I want to come with you…” She had never said that to me. She had never come that hard with me. Mark groaned and thrust deeper. They came at the same time. I watched his cock pulse as he emptied inside her. Thick cum started leaking out around his shaft when he stayed buried in her for a few seconds. When he finally pulled out, a thick string of cum dripped from her pussy onto the desk. Ashani was still breathing hard. She looked down at the mess between her legs and gave a soft, satisfied laugh. “Tissue,” she said. “I need to clean up. My husband is coming to pick me up soon.” Mark handed her some tissues. He watched her wipe his cum from her thighs and pussy, then leaned in and kissed her slowly. I stepped back from the door, heart racing, cock painfully hard. I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t upset. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I walked quietly back downstairs and waited five minutes. Then I went up again, this time making noise so they would hear me coming. When I walked into the office, Ashani was fully dressed. Her hair was a little messy, her cheeks still flushed. She came over immediately, hugged me, and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Mark walked over and shook my hand firmly. “You two must have worked hard tonight,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Ashani looked at me, then glanced at Mark with a small, cheeky smile. “We did,” she said.

2 August 2026

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A few months back I was driving my truck to Mt barker up the freeway, just above the tunnels the traffic had stopped. I found out later it was because a truck had jack knifed at Crafers. I was stuck next to me was a young couple in a van possibly mid 20s. They sat for a while then started kissing, I could see right into their van and the guy knew I was watching because he started to unbutton the girls shirt, could see he was having a good feel of her tits. She was obviously enjoying it cos she reached over grabbing his cock through his shorts. He slipped her shirt from her shoulders exposing a pair of small firm tits, he looked at me and smiled before he leant over and started sucking on those tits. After a few minutes he stopped her tits glistening with his saliva and her nipples erect was a hot sight. Supposedly not to be outdone she leant over and unzipped his shorts exposing his now hard cock. She knelt on the seat and started sucking his cock, his hand went to the hem of her short skirt pulling it up her back exposing the tiniest of g strings. He pulled that aside exposing her bald pussy he spread her lips a little before pushing a finger deep inside her. Well she obviously liked it because her head started bobbing up and down faster on his cock as he finger fucked her sweet pussy. This went on for over 5 minutes until he abruptly stopped and I could see from the expression on his face he was cumming. She never stopped so she was obviously swallowing all his cum. She finally stopped and pushing her skirt back down she sat back down in her seat, she looked at me and smiled as she licked her lips and slowly buttoned up her shirt giving me one last look at her tits. Was another half hour before we started moving but I didn't care was worth the wait.

31 July 2026

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I just finished a late shift at work on my way home i decided to take a detour to a bar down town once there i immediately locked eyes to this woman that just ooze sex appeal we got chatting anyways one thing lead to another we ended up at her place it got very heavy straight up im feeling her body up and down grabbing her big titts and then I reached down to pull her panties off only to find she wasnt wearing any she had on nylon pantihose completely sèe though and there it was a strapping 8inch weapon of destruction a cock that just made me shiver and weak in the knees . I dropped to my knees ripping those pantihose open and just taking a mouthful of cock deep down my throat it excited like no other and I was hooked line a sinker from there on i was into Ts girl or ladyboys my view Is they are a feel and a touch of a woman but a love of a man , men a physical beast where we are both trying to conquer bedroom it makes me crazy with lust and desire to totally please her

25 July 2026

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The salty breeze whipped across the secluded cove, carrying the scent of brine and coconut oil. Emily stood at the edge of the sandy dunes, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had agreed to this—she had even suggested it, fuelled by a sudden spark of daring—but now that they were here, the reality of total exposure felt overwhelming. Around them, dozens of people lounged in the sun, completely naked, their bodies unabashed and free. Jake, already stripped bare, stood before her with a confident, knowing smile. His muscular frame was bronzed by the sun, and his heavy cock swayed slightly as he shifted his weight. "Just let it go, Em," he whispered, his voice a low, encouraging rumble. "Nobody is judging. It’s liberating." With trembling fingers, Emily peeled away her sundress, then her underwear. As the last scrap of fabric fell, she felt a sudden, electric chill of vulnerability. She crossed her arms over her perky breasts, her nipples already tightening in the breeze. But as she looked around, the fear began to melt into a simmering curiosity. A few yards away, a tall, athletic man with a sculpted chest and a thick, resting cock strolled past them toward the water. Emily’s breath hitched. She watched the ripple of his muscles and the casual swing of his manhood, and a sudden, hot throb pulsed between her legs. Discreetly, she shifted her stance, her hand slipping down to brush against her soaking wet slit, a quiet moan escaping her lips as the thrill of being seen—and seeing—hit her like a wave. They settled onto their oversized towels, the heat of the sand seeping into their skin. After a couple of chilled drinks, the alcohol loosening Emily's inhibitions, Jake reached for the bottle of sunscreen. "You're going to burn if we don't get you covered," he murmured, his eyes darkening with intent. He started with her shoulders, his large hands massaging the lotion into her skin, but his touch quickly migrated. He slid his palms down to her breasts, circling her areolas with a teasing slowness. He pinched her erect nipples, rolling them between his fingers until Emily arched her back, a sharp gasp escaping her. "You're so sensitive out here," Jake teased, his voice dripping with lust. He urged her to roll over, and Emily complied, presenting her slim, pale backside to him. Jake groaned at the sight of her tight ass. He squeezed a generous amount of cool lotion into his palm and began to spread it across her cheeks. He didn't stop at the surface; his fingers ventured deeper, sliding between her cheeks and teasing the sensitive rim of her asshole before sliding forward to graze the outer lips of her pussy. She subtly parted her legs slightly to invite better access as she became turned on by these teasing sexy touches. He saw this and obliged rubbed the lotion into her clit with a rhythmic, circular motion, making her hips buck instinctively against the towel. Emily was humming with arousal, her mind racing as she looked toward the shallow surf. Two women were standing in the crystal-clear water, their breasts swaying as they laughed. Emily leaned closer to Jake, her voice a naughty, breathy whisper. "Do you think their boobs are real or fake?" Jake chuckled, his gaze locked on the women, though his hand remained firmly planted on Emily's inner thigh. The shared voyeurism acted like an aphrodisiac. Emily flipped over and reached down, her fingers wrapping around Jake’s thick, pulsing cock. It was already rock hard, throbbing against her palm. She began to stroke him with a firm, urgent grip, feeling the heat of him. Simultaneously, she slid her other hand between her own legs, fingering her now drenched pussy with frantic intensity. "I love how naughty this is," she whimpered, her eyes darting around to ensure they were being discreet while remaining completely exposed. "Watching everyone... being so close... it's turning me on so much." She leaned back, pulling Jake’s erection toward her chest. "I want you to cum on my boobs for me," she pleaded, her voice shaking. "Apply your natural lotion to my tits this time." Jake didn't need to be told twice. He gripped his shaft, pumping it rapidly so Em could see it pointing straight at her boobs. Emily was now also rubbing her clit faster in anticipation of Jake about to shoot his load all over her glistening boobs. Jakes cock hardened and swelled as he was about to explode and shoot his natural cream all over Ems boobs. Jake didn't miss and came hard all over her boobs whilst he saw Em arching hard against her fingers and trembling as she came hard herself. Em then satisfyingly moaned as she commenced to rub the cum all over her soft curvy boobs before slowly licking her fingers clean. "Wow" Jake exclaimed, that was hot, this day has definitely been a sunny, sensual, success. I'm a fan of this kind of Slip slop slap. Emily giggled and agreed and said "Lets go and cool down in the surf, then come back and warm up again."

23 July 2026

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Back when I was starting my working career an old school mate and I had jobs with the same company and were both progressing through the ranks and became assistant managers. We would often have company meetings getting all of the assistant managers together. We all knew each other and it was a really supportive and positive atmosphere whenever we got together. On this particular night we had a function with dinner and drinks. I volunteered to drive several of us to the function. It was easy as at this time Russ and myself shared a house and we found that both Dave and Andrea lived close by. Dave was slightly older, far more sensible and married. Andrea was a little younger than us and was a petite brunette with lovely breasts and a cute little butt, it was a warm night and she was wearing a sexy short summer dress where as us blokes were in shirt and tie etc. During the night I was a little guilty of flirting with Andrea as we had gone out on a couple of dates. Though no one knew as we thought that best. It was clear that Russ too was flirting with her and she was both enjoying the attention and telling us to stop due to where we were. We ate dinner and had drinks and it was time to attend the main presentation and speeches. The presentation was both long and boring but also interesting as they outlined the new bonus processes. We were glad when it finished as like all work functions they laboured the points. Back out in the foyer the drinks were being brought around and the three others tucked into the free alcohol while I drank the free soft drink. Russ was drinking more and as he drank more he flirted more and more with Andrea and she was enjoying the attention. Dave was off mingling with others whilst us three stayed together. The end of the night was near and drinks had stopped being brought around so Russ went to get one last drink for us all from the bar. While he was gone Andrea came in close to me and whispered into my ear , “Babe I want you to drop me off last, I need you to fuck me!” “That won’t be a problem,” I replied. We finished our drinks, found Dave and started to walk back to the car. As we walked Andrea was walking between Russ and I and several times she put her hand on my bottom to rub it and give it a squeeze. I was playing it cool and not letting on to the others. Russ though was a little too drunk to hide that he kept rubbing and squeezing her arse. She still wasn’t responding to his advances. She even reminded him a couple of times he had his gf to go home to. This didn’t worry him at all. Which is part of the reason he’d earnt the nickname ‘Tart’ amongst his mates. At this time I told Russ of the plan to drop him off, so he could have time with his Mrs before I got home. We got to the car and Dave sat in the front with me as we were discussing all of the information etc from the night, discussing and planning how we could make the most of our bonuses and how we could help each other get them. As we drove home I kept glancing in the mirror to see what the two in the back were up to if anything at all. At one set of lights I turned back to say something to Andrea. As I did she opened her legs enough to give me a flash of her sexy black lacey knickers. I adjusted my mirror slightly down so I could keep looking back. I could see that Russ kept putting his hand on her leg rubbing higher and higher each time. Eventually his hand reached her pussy and I knew this as in the mirror I saw Andrea close her eyes and bite her lip on the right side. It looked so sexy in the mirror. I had to not react as I didn’t want to let onto Dave what was happening so I kept chatting about work stuff. Andrea too was trying not to moan but Russ was rubbing her pussy and making it difficult for her to stay quiet. At the next lights I looked again on the mirror. Andrea had her left arm outstretched and I’m sure she was rubbing his cock. Her dress was pushed up and I could see his hand was inside her knickers. She was still biting her lip, though a little harder and with her eyes closed. We arrived at Dave place and they stopped and behaved while they said their goodbyes and we dropped him off. As soon as he was out of the car Russ told me not to rush and to drive slowly. I looked in the mirror at Andrea and her smile let me know she was ok with that. Russ’s hand went straight back to her thigh and slide up. I again saw her bite her lip. It looked so sexy. Russ was clearly rubbing her pussy again. Her hand was outstretched and probably on his cock. As I drove off I saw him put his hand behind her head and he gently pulled her closer to kiss. I watched in the mirror as they made out. The sight and sounds were getting me aroused. As they finished the kiss Russ made eye contact with me in the mirror and said, “it’s ok mate we’ve fucked before!” Funnily enough I wasn’t surprised by this knowing what a tart he was, although I was surprised by her as she always gives out the sweet and innocent persona and she knows he has a gf he lives with. I kept watching as his hand behind her head started to again gently push her head down towards his lap and she willingly let him do this. She disappeared out of my view but I knew what was happening by their noises. “Yes you dirty little bitch suck my cock!” He said confidently. I could hear the sounds of her sucking his cock and his moans. It was making me hard so I gave myself a couple of rubs as I was getting very hard myself. It helped that I knew how good she was as sucking cock. The next time I stopped I turned in my seat to try to see. Russ grabbed her hair and pulled it out of the way and used it to turn her head so I could see her in action. “That’s it show him how you suck my cock! Do you like sucking my cock?” He asked firmly. “Ummm yes,” she replied shyly. “You love sucking my cock knowing after you’ve finished I’ll go home and get my Mrs to do it too!” He said with a mischievous tone. “Ummm…………I do.” She replied quietly. This had me wanted to get my own hardness out and I turned back around to drive and couldn’t help but rub myself. As I drove it hit me I had no idea where to go. I couldn’t take her home yet as she lived with her parents and we couldn’t go back to ours as Russ’s girlfriend was there. It’s important to note here that his girlfriend was well aware of his extracurricular activities she just didn’t want them in her face. So I decided I need to find somewhere to park and I thought of a quiet park near by. I would park there and watch them in the back. As I continued to drive Russ stopped Andrea and told her to sit back. She sat up and he moved her so she was sitting on an angle into the door. He then reached down and with both hands grabbed either side of her knickers and pulled them off. “I see you had your pussy waxed like I told you to!” He said to her. “Um yes I did. Is it ok?” She said timidly again. “Open your legs and let us both see your lovely pussy! Would you like to play with your pussy for us to watch!” He asked her. She opened her legs a little more and dropped a hand down and started to play, teasing her clit. “Yes you can both watch.” Russ wanted a better view and pulled her legs further apart. She looked at me watching and then him with a coy smile on her face. Finally I pulled into the park. Being so late at night there was no one around. I parked in a quieter spot and turned the engine off. I undid my belt and turned in my seat to watch her. I looked in her eyes. She looked both nervous and excited. She was again biting her lip. Her moans were betraying her and her breath quickened and moans grew in frequency and volume. “Don’t be shy, cum for us! Let yourself go and enjoy turning two guys on,” Russ instructed her. With that she took a deep breath and closed her eyes and worked herself up. She stopped biting her lip as her mouth dropped open and she moaned long as she orgasmed. We both watched her as she did and it looked so sexy. After she stopped Russ pulled her back to him and kissed her. While he did I got out of the car and went around and got back in the back passenger door. This meant that Andrea was now sitting between us. Russ had pulled her dress down and had one of her nipples in his mouth. I reached out and without a word pulled her dress down exposing her other breast. She let out a short sharp gasp and I lent down and started sucking her other nipple. “Are we really doing this?” She asked quietly. Russ stopped and replied firmly, “Well you’ve been fucking us both separately and now you can enjoy us both together!” “Oh did you tell each other?” She cautiously asked. “Nah, I worked it out once he said he was dropping me off first then taking you home!” He replied knowingly. With that she reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock. I undid my pants and took out my hard cock. She looked at it and smiled. “Now you need to suck his cock!” Russ suggested to her. She took my cock in her hand and lent over and started to suck my cock. As she did I undid my pants and pushed them off. Russ opened up her legs and was playing with her pussy. “This is what you wanted isn’t it dirty girl?!” Russ said as he played with her. She stopped sucking me and said,” yess, yes it is. I’m yours to enjoy, and I want to enjoy you both.” Russ then opened the door and got out and mover her so she was laying across the back seat still sucking my cock. He bent down and started to lick her pussy. She was moaning as he did but still managed to keep sucking me. “Damn your wet, you dirty girl!” I was watching him lick her pussy as she sucked me. Her moans were growing and quickening. “Go on dirty girl cum on his tongue!” I instructed her. She stopped sucking my cock and let out a long quiet moan as I watched her whole body shake with her orgasm. Her pussy was thrusting into his mouth as her orgasm kept rippling through her whole body. Once she had settled a little Russ stopped and got up pushing her dress up. I also grabbed her dress removing it completely leaving her naked. Russ then moved up her body until he was positioned ready to fuck her. With her laying across the back seat and her head in my lap. “You ready to get fucked?” He asked her. Before she had a chance to answer he slides into her and starts fucking her. Her head in my lap looking up at me with lust in her eyes. He didn’t last long before he unloaded into her pussy as she orgasmed again. He got out of the car and I told her to get out on my side. I held her and kissed her and told her, “now it’s time for what really want!” . I bent her over with her hands on the back seat and stood behind her and grabbing her hips I slide into her very ready pussy. “Is this how you pictured tonight going?” I asked her. “No. I couldn’t have imagined this.” She replied between breathes as I continued to fuck her. Russ had moved over in the car so she could now suck his cock while we fucked. We did this until I told her I wanted to fuck her on the bonnet of the car. She let me lead her naked to the front of the car. I laid her back on the bonnet and put her legs over my shoulders and resumed fucking her. She was biting her lip again and moaning as she had a couple more orgasms. Russ was standing watching as we did. I was getting close to my own orgasm and asked where she’d like me to cum. She said she wanted to suck me to orgasm. So I stopped fucking her and she slid off of the bonnet and onto her knees. I didn’t last long at all before I came. That was where it ended as Russ wanted to get home to fuck his gf. So they got back in the car in the back and made out as I drove him home. She had stayed naked. We dropped him off and Andrea got out of the car still naked and hoped in the passenger seat. As I drove to her place she kept playing. When we got to her place we ended up fucking in the car in the driveway of her parent’s place before she went inside. Unfortunately we never repeated this. We found out later that she has thoroughly enjoyed it but had another guy she was seeing and they decided to get more serious. But we will always have the memories of that night.

21 July 2026

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I finally found a woman that wanted to have a squirting orgasm on my face. I laid down flat on the mattress with my head at the head of the bed so she could support herself by holding the bedhead. She threw her leg over my face and lowered her primed pussy onto my mouth and I looked up into her eyes. As I started to nibble and lick I reached up with my right hand and massaged her breast a rolled her nipple and she began to moan. I placed my left hand on top of her thigh so I could make sure she couldn’t lift off. I licked from bottom to top of her wet pussy making sure everything received treatment from my wide soft tongue. Intermittently I would use the tip of my tongue to rapidly flick across her tender clits surface making her breath in deep and her pussy to clench. Occasionally I would ease off and suck and nibble the inside of her thighs so she relaxed I little. Then I return to the now red and very ripe pussy and aggressively suck the clit and then the hole and then return to licking and tongue flicking. Sensing she is reaching climax I then hold her against my mouth so she can’t pull away and she starts to convulse and wriggle but she can’t lift off and eventually she releases her cum and squirts all over my face and I lap up her juices with great delight. 😛

20 July 2026

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This goes way back... 22 and living in Chicago. I was inexperienced sexually. Was at a sports bar with a mate watching game when an attractive MILF started chatting... Slowly her hands were on my thigh and flirting... She kissed me all of a sudden, pulled me and started kissing... smiled and asked if I liked it... of course I did, she was HOT and very attractive. It was my first time in a bar, milf etc etc and was shy but excited feeling lucky... 15 mins later a guy holding her drink shows up. They whisper as he sit down... I face away not wanting any trouble. But she kept taking and touching, And wanting to kiss me again, when I moved away saying don't want any trouble. She still kissed saying it's OK. After the drink she said they are leaving asking me to come as well. With my friend egging me on to go. We left and she said will ride in my car. Dropped my friend at his place near by. She asked me to park my car the and come in their car. They parked the car some distance away and told me to come sit in front seat. She sat on my legs kissing and undoing my jeans and went down on me. I was shy and bit scared with one eye on the guy... She then sat on my dick and started riding... The guy kept looking at us with out any reaction... slowly I got comfortable too. She rode me till I came... they then took me to their house... Couple of more rounds and left in the morning... The guy just coming into bedroom watching... I met her regularly for a year. The guy it turns out was her husband, I told her it was first for me, first time being picked up like this in a pub first time with a milf , she was in her 50s, first time in front of someone's partner, and many more first were to come as we met more... Those for another time... I still can't get it out of my mind...

18 July 2026

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I was parked on a quiet country road one lunch time in my truck. It was a nice warm sunny day I had finished my lunch but still had half hour left on my break. I was enjoying the sunshine when a car pulled in along side me. I glanced at the driver a very smart lady blonde hair white blouse and short black skirt, I smiled and she smiled back. Very nice I thought to myself. Something made me look again and there she was unbuttoning her blouse, well I couldn't believe my luck, she looked at me and smiled and continued to slowly unbutton her blouse until finally she exposed the most magnificent pair of tits easily D possibly bigger with large nipples. Well my jaw dropped as she started to caress them paying particular attention to her nipples rubbing them between her thumb and forefinger. Then she moved her hand up her skirt between her legs her mouth slightly open and her eyes closed I knew she was playing with her pussy. Well i got out of my truck and went to the driver's side of her car, she looked up and opened her window. No words were exchanged or needed I leant into her car and put my hand up her skirt. I was greeted by a moist bald pussy, I rubbed my hand over her clit and she moaned before I put first 1 finger into her then 2 she moaned a bit louder as I proceeded to finger her pussy until she moaned louder and I felt her orgasm onto my hand. I removed my fingers from her now soaking wet pussy and as I was about to get my arm out of her car she grabbed it put my hand to her mouth and sucked her juices from my fingers. When she had finished she politely said thank you buttoned her blouse back up and drove off. Best lunch break ever.

18 July 2026

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She took the bouquet from my hands, kissed me hard, and dragged me toward the elevator. On the ride over she leaned in and whispered, low and certain, "Let's come back to my place afterward. I'm going to sit on your face." The rest of the car ride blurred. We'd dated long enough to know each other's rhythms—good sex, adventurous tastes—but tonight she had a new, dangerous hunger. She talked normally, but everything she said was edged with want. At dinner she flashed sly looks, fingers that wandered under her skirt, and when she brushed a mock crumb from my nose, her fingertips were slick with her own wetness. The thought of her scent pressed so close left my cock aching. By the time we reached her apartment she was a live wire. Stockings, a garter, no panties—no restraint. She teased me with the sight of her heavy, inviting bush, voice husky and amused. "Do you like looking at my hairy twat? Sounds so slutty, doesn't it?" She climbed on top of me before I could process it, the fabric of her skirt draping over my head like a private little tent. All I could see were her lips and the glistening valley between her thighs. She held me, steady and deliciously in control. "Don't come yet," she murmured. "I want to see you try." I lost myself in the heat of her. She rode the press of my mouth, curling fingers into the headboard as I lavished her with attention. She begged—soft, then urgent—for contact, guiding my hand, pleading for pressure in the places that made her tremble. Her body shuddered, swallowing my fingers and then releasing them, a guttural cry erupting as an earthshaking climax washed through her. Warmth poured across my face; she giggled breathlessly, apologetic and unapologetic all at once. "It's not pee," she half-laughed. "I just get like this." She wanted more. "Lick my ass, suck my clit," she whispered between needful moans, and I obeyed, tasting her slickness, humming into her. She rode those waves slow and deep now, savoring, coaxing, until my balls ached for release. She slowed my escape, teasing that this was her night—her cravings dictating our pace. To push me further she bared her breasts, trembling with want. Then she took me, greedily, swallowing the first of my release. Her mouth was hungry, reverent, and suddenly my surrender felt like worship. She swallowed, kissed me through my own sticky salt, and grinned. "You’re my love slave tonight," she said, voice thick with triumph. "And I'm your filthy little slut." Every word was a promise. I gave in—eager, obedient, utterly undone by the fierce, slutty woman on top of me.

17 July 2026

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As with every crazy scenario, it was originally floated as a joke. Some playful banter between us, the kind that blurred the line between teasing and truth. Sent into the air with jest, to allow for a smooth retreat if the idea didn’t land. We were lying in bed, locked in our favourite embrace. On the side where cuddling feels best, and at the angle where kissing feels just right. A sleepy safe space. Your head was resting on my chest, your fingers idly tracing along my skin. The conversation drifted the way it often did — flirty, suggestive, touched with innuendo. You were always so complimentary, always so fixated on my cock. Even in banter I could feel your underlying feelings. The way you love to touch it, and admire it. Sometimes worshipping it with your lips and hands. It was so empowering, the way you could never seem to get enough, and to feel like I was never going to stop giving it to you, at every opportunity. I smirked, brushing my fingers over your shoulder as a thought popped into my head. “You love it so much…” I murmured, my head tilting to catch your eye as I delivered the punch line. “Maybe one isn’t enough for you.” It was meant to be lighthearted, but the moment the words left my mouth, I saw something flicker in your expression. Your breath caught for just a second, words rushing to your lips before halting. Your eyes darted just a little before you recovered, chuckled, played along. I could have sworn your cheeks even went the slightest bit red. When your gaze moved thoughtfully to the ceiling, I knew that something was wriggling through your mind, lingering, planting itself deep. I tilted your chin up, catching your gaze. “Would you?” I asked, my voice softer now, more serious, faltering a bit from sudden nerves. I cleared my throat a touch before resuming eye contact and a more confident tone. “Would you like that?” You hesitated, shyly. You knew exactly what I was asking. “I’ve thought about it,” you admitted, and I could feel your legs, one draped over me, twist a little. Telling me that your brain wasn’t the only part of you processing this idea. Under your breath you added “I just… I wouldn’t know where to start.” I let my hand slide down your back, slow and deliberate, fingertips pressing lightly into your hips. “If I organised it,” I said, my lips brushing the shell of your ear, “if you trust me… I could do that for you.” I felt you shiver, your body responding before your mind could catch up. I could hips feel your legs rubbing together anew, your hips gently swaying the way they do when you get aroused, when you get instantly wet. “I’d love to see you with someone you know,” I continued, my voice dropping lower, my hand gripping your hip just a little tighter. “See how much you turn them on. See how much you satisfy them. To watch them discover how good you are.” Your eyes closed, slowly, nudging me forward. “I want to be right there,” I murmured. “I want to watch you slide onto a big, hard cock and see the way it makes you moan.” Your face flushed, heat blooming across your cheeks, down your neck. Your hand, already tangled with mine, grew warmer, fingers tightening just slightly. “Okay,” you said finally, almost too softly to hear. Then, more firmly: “I trust you. Maybe someday.” A beat passed. “You’ll have to set it up so I don’t change my mind.” A challenge. A promise. The ball was in my court. I wasted no time. By the next weekend, everything was in place. I had spent the week dropping hints, little teases woven into our conversations — subtle innuendo, knowing glances, the occasional smirk when you caught me watching you a little too intently. I wanted to stoke your curiosity, let the anticipation build, but I didn’t share details. For all you knew, it would just stay a fantasy forever. I had found the right person. Younger than us, but not by much. Shy, like me, but with a quiet confidence that suggested he was more than capable of unexpected things. Respectful and eager. When you arrived at my place that afternoon, you sensed it immediately. For a moment I worried I had overreached - you changed your mind, you only wanted the idea and the banter. Your grip on my hand tightened slightly, a silent question passing between us. My eyes told you the story, and you chose to dive in, stepping through the doorway. As we stepped through the doorway, you saw him, waiting in the other room. Not a face-to-face meeting, just an awareness. I wanted to give you a moment to warm up, to simmer in the possibility, without being overwhelmed with faces and names and kisses on the cheek. Still, you flashed me an incredulous look. Not mad, not disapproving - sheer amazement, and what I assume was a wave of excitement and nerves, flushing out any doubts you had with a sudden exhilaration that you might be able to live out a fantasy, one you had barely dared to speak into existence. “Come in,” I murmured, leading you further into the room. Having given him instructions on when to act, I took you alone into the living room, and drew you in for a kiss. You exhaled hurriedly and kissed me back, endorphins escalating. We kissed and wrapped each other in our touch and presence, as we so love to do when we see each other. I wanted to get you safe in our own bubble, rising in tandem to this new frontier. I caught your eye, with a questioning glance. Your face flushed, dead-serious with anticipation, you gave me a swift nod. “Come join us”, I called quietly to the next room. He stepped in, shyly at first, but showing his own excitement at this dream scenario he was walking into. I introduced you both, keeping it simple, giving you space to absorb the reality of the moment. Then, I laid out the rules. “He’s going to watch,” I explained, “Until you give the green light.” I let the words settle, giving you time to process. “If you want to stop at any point, we stop. If you change your mind, he’ll leave. No questions, no pressure. You’re in charge.” He put his hands to his chest in a gesture of affirmation. Comforted by the plan, I brought you over to the couch and sat you down, with one of us on either side. Knowing the boundaries made it easier to step into the unknown. I turned to you first, lifting a hand to your face, and drew you in for a soft open-mouthed kiss. A staple of our affection, but with an audience for the very first time. The room was already electric with possibility. But we began slowly. Our hands are on each other, touching and exploring, gently tugging at clothes. He is next to you, pivoted towards you, and from the bulge in his grey soft shorts you can see that he is loving our display and itching for the chance to touch you. Realising he was only allowed to watch for the moment, the room seemed to shrink, as our focus narrowed to each other, but with the audience clearly in mind. My hands slid over your body, unhurried, reacquainting myself with your curves and your skin where it showed. Drawing him a map of my favourite places, soft and warm and plentiful. I slid my fingers under the hem of your top, feeling the warmth of your stomach, sliding around to your back and pulling you closer. Beside you, he watched. I felt your body tense, then relaxed, flushed with excitement. The thrill of being observed adding a new layer to simple acts. Your hands were on me too, hand sliding up the back of my shirt, the other on my thigh and grabbing slightly for comfort. I didn’t rush you. We took our time, letting the moment unfold, letting the reality settle in. And then, as your shirt rode higher, as my lips brushed your neck, you shifted — just slightly — acknowledging him. I kissed your neck deeply and passionately, biting slightly. You let out a small gasp. He was close, pivoted toward you, the fabric of his grey shorts stretched tight over an unmistakable bulge. He wasn’t just watching. He was reacting. And from the way your breath shuddered against my lips, I knew you liked it. Liked being seen, and knowing exactly what kind of effect you were having. With each moment the desire from him radiated stronger. I shift you onto my lap, guiding you to straddle me, your thighs spreading over mine as I pull you against me. Positioned like this, you have the perfect view. He’s still watching, his posture relaxed but his eyes locked on your body. You shift just a little harder against me, rocking yourself into my cock, hard from moment we started but consolidating the escalating arousal into throbs that you could feel pressing into you. We kiss again, our movements taking on an eager rhythm. Hands wander, sliding over our exposed parts. Your hands are on my back and shoulders and mine alternate between your back and your bum, where I slide a hand down your underwear and squeeze firmly. There’s something unique about the restraint we’re holding onto — like two inexperienced teenagers caught in the haze of firsts, desperate yet only creeping over every barrier. We would usually be naked by now, melting into furious pleasure. I grip the hem of your shirt, tugging it up, feeling the way your body tenses just for a moment before you let me strip it away. You are wearing a sheer black bra that barely conceals your unapologetically engorged nipples. My hands slide up to cup your breasts, my thumbs circling over the delicate fabric, teasing, feeling the way your body reacts. You keep moving, rolling your hips over me, each shift pressing me firmer against you, making it nearly unbearable to stay confined in our clothes. I pull away just enough to murmur against your lips, “Stand up for me.” You do, and I make quick work of easing your skirt down your hips, letting it pool at your feet. You stand there for a moment, stripped down to nothing but your underwear, I can see goosebumps on your skin from the sheer exhilaration of being so exposed, so on display, being desired in stereo surround sound. I peel my own shirt off, then push down my shorts, leaving one last layer of fabric between us. You don’t hesitate — you climb back onto my lap, drawn to the feeling of skin against skin, the delicious pressure of my cock pressing up against your centre, only thin layers of fabric keeping us from absolute relief. He is still watching, wide eyed and lustful, with a hand palming the bulge in his shorts. He’s making it very clear just how much he’s enjoying the show. He is grabbing his bulge and the shape the shorts cling to give a hint at what lies beneath. With nothing but a look, you invite him closer. He eyes me for confirmation, and I telepathically urge him to release himself to you. Your fingers nudge over his thigh, tentatively exploring, until they reach the edge of his shorts. You hesitate for only a moment before pressing your palm against him and sliding it up his shorts. Your eyes widen when you encounter fewer obstacles than you imagined. He is not wearing any underwear, and instead of a layer of taught fabric, you nudge against and then wrap your fingers around a radiantly warm, throbbing cock. His skin is hot and smooth and pulsing. He exhales just slightly at your touch, but he remains still, letting you take control. For a second you are overtaken by the sensation of holding him in one hand while feeling me press against you elsewhere. Your brain is stumbling over the maths of two rock hard cocks, both wanting you simultaneously, yearning to touch and be touched by you, to please you. You rise from my lap, guiding me with you, your fingers lacing through mine. I let you lead, let you position me standing in front of you as you take my spot on the couch, and resume your grip on his cock. Your hands move instinctively, pressing your palm against the rigid outline of my cock, feeling the pulse of it, the weight of it in your grasp. With a teasing flick of your fingers, you slip them beneath the waistband of my underwear, dragging them down slowly but firmly. And then — release. My cock springs free, slapping against my stomach, still glistening slightly from where you’d been grinding against me. A slow smile passes your lips, and even he — still watching — lets out the faintest sound of approval. Whether it’s for me or for you, who can tell. You grip me in both hands, alternating slow strokes from the base to the tip, testing my firmness and rigidity. I couldn’t possibly be any harder. After our slow tease your speed takes me by surprise — without a word, you lean in, your breath warm and urgent as your lips part and you take me into your mouth. The sensation is instant and overwhelming. My head falls back, a groan slipping past my lips as your tongue swirls, your mouth enveloping me with slow, deliberate pressure. My hand placed gently on your head, I give your hair the gentlest of squeezes. You are so, so good at this. And you definitely know it. As you continue to move your mouth back and forth, he mirrors your movement, his hand finally breaching contact with you, pressing against the small of your back. Just a light touch — tentative, exploratory at first, and when you moan with pleasure he takes the cue to elaborate further with his touch. His hands explore you hungrily — gliding over your breasts, brushing your nipples through the sheer fabric of your bra, tracing the curves of your body and feeling your goosebumps rise. He moves lower, fingertips trailing down your thighs, feeling the heat radiating from between them. And then, finally, he nudges against your underwear, pressing against the undeniable wetness there, the beacon of pleasure pulsing a silent siren of lust - ready to begin. Your hand is still wrapped around him, stroking steadily, and he again mirrors your movements, shifting closer. But before you let things escalate, there’s something you want first. You pull your hand away and prompt him to stand. Without hesitation, you strip him of his shorts, his penis comically bursting forth, a view that matches the touch you were enjoying. You have unveiled him fully. And for a fleeting moment, there’s something almost amusing about the sight — two naked men before you, side by side, both hard and waiting, cocks standing at attention in your direction. You could ask us to do literally anything, we would obey. It’s your first time seeing his penis, and you take it in — the striking similarities, the familiar yet thrilling newness. There’s no need to compare, no need to choose. They are both yours tonight. With a firm grip, you take us both in hand, stroking in tandem, feeling the power of two men at your disposal. For a second, you toy with the idea of dropping to your knees, taking us both into your mouth, but that is not how you want to start. You rise to stand between us, pressing your body between ours, and the feeling is overwhelming — warm, solid, electric. I kiss you deeply, my hands roaming over your back and down to your ass, visiting my happy place. At the same time, his hands move to your chest, cupping your breasts, fingertips grazing your nipples, already stiff with anticipation. Emboldened, his fingers find the clasp of your bra and undo it effortlessly. The fabric falls away, and with barely a pause, we hypnotically lower our mouths to your breasts, and you shudder at the feeling of a soft, delicate mouth planted on each nipple, worshipping your body. You cradle the back of his head, pressing him closer. I drop lower, kissing down your stomach, hands guiding your hips as I kneel before you. I hook my fingers into your underwear and begin sliding them down, revealing you inch by inch. The moment you are bare, my hands return to your body — fingers caress the roundness of your ass in a worshipping touch. I press my palm against your pussy and feel its urgency and insatiable wetness, and your knees weaken for just a moment. As I am enjoying the spectacle of your perfect, majestic pussy. I can’t fight the urge any longer, to taste you. Planting a series of kisses on your thighs, I reach your vulva in only two or three steps, and plant my mouth and tongue firmly against you, shiny and wet and quivering at the touch. You’re entirely exposed, and the feeling of us pressed against you — his lips teasing your breasts, my breath hot against your vulva — is overwhelming in the best possible way. You are hot and wet, slippery in an otherworldly way, and you let out a loud moan. He has lifted to kiss your neck and cup your breasts in his hands, and you are relishing the multiple sensations. I plunge my tongue deep and your taste is intoxicating, I am licking and nudging your clit, and where my hands are still on your bum I can feel you tensing and pushing into me. You let out a deep, shuddering moan, your body arching instinctively, caught between the two of us, every nerve alight with pleasure. He continues his devotion to your breasts, alternating firm hands and teasing lips, while my hands tighten around your hips, anchoring you as I lose myself in you. You’re trembling, overwhelmed, lost in the sheer ecstasy of being touched, kissed, worshipped from every angle. We are lost in the rhythm of each other, bodies entwined. He moves behind you, pressing firm against your back, his cock nestled between the curves of your ass. His kisses your neck and his hands are gliding over your body — relishing the freedom to explore. I am still knelt before you, my mouth devoted to your pleasure, tongue moving in deep, deliberate strokes, pressing and circling your clit, drinking in the sounds you make. Sensing your need for more, I rise and take your hand, leading you to the bedroom, him trailing close behind, his cock swaying a rigid arc with every eager step. I settle onto the bed, my back against the sheets, cock rigid and waiting. You climb onto me, straddling my hips, your warmth pressing down against me, teasing as you slide yourself along the head of my cock. The sensation is exquisite — the slickness of you against me, the pressure building as you rock your hips, prolonging the moment, drawing it out until we’re both aching for more. He perches beside us, close enough to touch, watching as you move. You reach for him without hesitation, wrapping your fingers around his cock, stroking him as you continue your slow, torturous teasing against me. And then, finally, you let your weight sink down, the head of my cock pressing insistently at your entrance. The tension is breathtaking, your body stretching to take me, the exquisite friction igniting every nerve in both of us. A gasp escapes your lips as I slide deeper, stretching, filling you, completely. A moment of stillness — just the pulse of our bodies locked together — before you begin to move. You rise and fall, sliding and grinding, taking me deeper with every motion. Your pleasure is written across your face, your body responding instinctively, each thrust sending waves of heat through you. Even as you move, your hand remains on him, gripping him tighter with every jolt of pleasure that courses through you. He groans at your touch. As you and I continue to move together, our bodies locked in that perfect rhythm, he shifts behind you, sliding into the space between our tangled legs. At first, I think he just wants a closer view, but then I feel it — his hands tracing the curve of your ass, his cock nuzzling against you, brushing teasingly as you rock back. The sensation makes you pause, your movements slowing, growing more deliberate. You lean forward, pressing your chest to mine, lips finding mine in a heated kiss as you continue to ride me, your body now perfectly open to him. He takes the invitation without a word, pressing the tip of his cock against you, gliding it through the wetness, teasing the space where you and I are still connected. I feel it too — the undeniable presence of another cock sliding against mine, and you are struck by the impossible thought of what it might feel like if he pushed deeper. The idea electrifies you. You moan into my mouth, your breath shuddering with the sheer intensity of it. The thought alone sends waves of heat through you, tightening your grip around me. It seems unfathomable, two of us inside you at once, but the thrill of it is undeniable. He continues to tease, pressing, gliding, hinting at something that would stretch the limits of pleasure. But we have something else in mind. I let myself slide free of you, feeling the rush of cool air where our bodies had been joined. And the moment I withdraw, he takes my place, pressing into you in one smooth motion. You feel release as he unleashes his desire and takes you. A gasp catches in your throat as the new angle, the new sensation, sends a fresh wave of intensity crashing over you. You barely have time to process it before I shift positions, sliding up the bed, positioning myself in front of you as you prop yourself up on all fours. He grips your hips, holding you steady as he begins to move, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through you. I watch the way you take him, the way your body welcomes him, the way he fills you completely. And as your mouth parts with breathless moans, I slide my cock past your lips, letting you taste me between gasps, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of being consumed in every way at once. Our bodies move in sync, a final rhythm of pleasure and urgency, the room filled with the raw sounds of our shared ecstasy. He grips your hips, his pace increasing, and I sense an impending release. The sight of you like this — taken, worshipped, utterly lost in pleasure — has been intoxicating. But now, a small possessive need rises within me. I’ve loved sharing you, but I want to be the one to claim this moment. I give him a nod — a silent request to switch. He hesitates only for a moment before relinquishing his place, his cock slick and dripping from your wetness as he pulls away. As you take him into your mouth, he exhales sharply, his body tensing at the new sensation. The mix of his heat, the newness, and the familiar taste of your own brand, imprinted on his skin sends another rush through you. This is yet another first — one that will linger in your memory long after we are finished. I waste no time. Stepping in behind you, I push into you once more. Somehow, as wet as you are, there is still resistance, still a moment where we both pause, savouring the stretch and the fullness of the new rhythm. I press deeper, leaning over you, my chest against your back, my hand snaking around to touch your pussy. My fingers tease and circle as I thrust, determined to take you over the edge. Your moans are muffled by his cock, your breath coming in desperate gasps between each stroke. Your body is begging for more, your voice breaking into broken, pleading moans of “yes, yes, oh my god — “ And then, it happens. Your whole body tenses, trembling with an unstoppable wave of pleasure. Your limbs tighten, muscles locking as your orgasm rips through you, powerful and all-consuming. I hold still for a moment, feeling the way you pulse around me, and then your body gives me no choice — I let go. Pleasure crashes over me in a sudden, overwhelming wave, and I bury myself as deep as I can go, spilling into you as I groan, utterances and sounds I can barely recognise, muffled by my mouth pressing against your skin, slick with the perspiration of pleasure. Following our cue, he has taken himself in hand, stroking with quick, desperate motions, lost in the sight of you writhing beneath me. He doesn’t have to work for it — he’s been on the edge for a while, and you know exactly how to tip him over. A strangled sound escapes him as he comes, his release spilling across his chest, his eyes locked onto you the entire time. The air is thick with heat and exhaustion, our bodies spent, the last tremors of pleasure still echoing through us. He is the first to move, sliding off the bed and heading for the shower. He trails his hand over yours as he exits, and you squeeze hands in a gesture of united gratitude. After a moment, we follow, standing beneath the hot spray, the steam wrapping around us like a cocoon. There is no urgency now, only warmth, only the afterglow. He turns to you, and you give him a small, lingering kiss — a quiet thank you for the pleasure and indulgence. He nods, stepping out, leaving just us. I pull you back into me, wrapping my arms around you from behind, cradling you in the heat of the water. Your body melts into mine, your hands resting over mine, your breathing slow and content. And for now, we stay like this — embracing, warm, and completely satisfied.

12 July 2026

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The room glowed with amber light, a soft hush settling over the space as a couple and a guest from next door deepen a rhythm built on clear consent, honest breath, and patient attention. Hands meet with warmth and care, fingers tracing familiar lines and discovering new ones, while a quiet agreement threads through every touch. Boundaries are revisited not as limits but as signposts that guide trust, a whispered check-in here, a nod there, ensuring everyone remains present and chosen. The atmosphere thickens with anticipation, not urgency, as subtle restraint hints at structure while final assurances return to the safety of mutual care. Each moment unfolds like a slow conversation between bodies, listening for rhythm, feeling for consent, and responding with tenderness that honors boundaries. Soft commands are tempered by reassurance, a balance of guidance and freedom that keeps the connection intimate and respectful. Aftercare arrives with the same quiet mindfulness that opened the night: water, gentle words, a circle of appreciation. The air thick with gratitude for the trust shared and the care given. The night closes in a warm, calm hush, the memory lingering as a promise to return with the same respect, curiosity, and honesty that defined the moment. The space holds the glow of connection, of hearts aligned and hands intertwined.

11 July 2026

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When I wasn’t long in the scene, I met a lovely woman 10 years older than me and we hit it off straight away over text, and after a week or so of texts and teasing we finally met up, it was both our first play meet so we went for a drive as if it was a date, eventually the tension got too much and we found ourselves a quiet place and jumped in the back, it was an amazing time for both so much so we never noticed the police pull up, so once we covered ourselves up we rolled down the steamy window only to find her cousin (policeman) was the other side of it, he didn’t say much and after a laugh we got back to round 2! My next time meeting her we went for drinks and when leaving to go find another quiet spot who did we meet in the pub? Only the same cousin who couldn’t look at us with the embarrassment from a few days prior, we ended up meeting many more times after this, became a couple and explored new experiences together! Unfortunately all good things came to an end but she was an amazing woman and shared many a good time.

7 July 2026

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