We had been training together for a while now; you trying to get in shape to help your confidence, me taking you through boxing padwork and making you laugh. The day it all changed was when I saw you were troubled; something weighing on you mind and I felt I could ask you what’s up? The floodgates opened, you telling me about your husband and how he has been mistreating you all this time, and now you found out he has been having an affair. I listened, and I knew a tough training session would get all that anger and hurt down to at least simmering heat. I’ve never seen you hit so hard; vicious, malicious and determined. I tell you how much you are impressing me, and it must have flicked a switch in you as we were clinching,, you looked in my eyes and demanded “fuck me now”. We kiss, hard and with desperation, my cock already hard and pressing against my shorts. I throw the lads to the ground and lift you up onto the boxing ring, our faces still smashed together, tongues writhing around in each other’s mouths. You feel your way to my meat, gasping as you feel how hard you have got me already. You fish my cock out of my shorts, aggressively stroking me, and I could have blown right there. You jump off the ring and get to your knees, one lick of my precum and you press your lips around and greedily slurp my shaft. You stand, turn and bend over, pulling your tight shorts to the side showing off your glistening slit. “Fuck me harder than I’ve even been fucked before” you growl at me. I don’t need to be told twice and I grab your hips, slamming my cock in as deep as it would go. You grunt and moan with every stroke, each time the feelings of sadness and anger dissipate as you let wanton primal pleasure take over. I pull out, turn you around and pick you. I slam your back against the wall, re-enter your aching hole and keep plugging away. You moans become squeals and screams as we fuck against each other for what seemed like hours. “I need this cock in my ass!” you scream at me. “I’ve never let my piece of shit fuck my ass, and I need you to fill me up!” Your pussy juices were flowing down your crack, more than enough lube as I work my fingers in and out your back entrance. I grab you by the back of the neck, steering you back to the boxing ring, bend you over and slowly enter your ass. “Oh fuck!” you cry out as I fully submerge my cock in your ass. “Fill me, I was to be so full you cum is dribbling down my thighs!” I keep pumping, slamming closer and closer to my orgasm until I can no longer bear it. With a deep roar I unload, jetting wad after wad of thick cum into your well-fucked ass. I slowly withdrew and was pleased to see a stream of cum dribbling out of your cute little puckered hole, and making its way slowly down your left thigh. You kiss me again, your face now drenched in more sweat than our usual sessions. Your eyes looked more relaxed, but still tinged with hurt from the news you got today. “Same time tomorrow?” you asked dreamily. “You got it,” I say, and you grab your gloves and stagger out the door.

16 February 2025

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"Shan, don't stop! It feels so good!" Her voice trembled as her fingers dug into the bark of the fallen tree, her body arching against mine. The sound of her moans echoed into the quiet night, mingling with the rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. My hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back onto me with every thrust, the heat of her body wrapping around me in a way that made it impossible to think of anything else. "Do it faster—I’m cumming again!" she cried out, her words breaking into a scream as her body shuddered violently. I obliged, my hips slamming into her with a rhythm that was primal, desperate, and utterly consuming. The night had started so differently. * It was my birthday, just a day before Valentine’s. The kind of day that felt like it should mean something, but never quite did. I’d just been sitting at home, scrolling through my phone, when her text popped up at 2:30 PM. “Happy birthday, Shan. Hope you’re having a great day.” She was a friend with benefits, someone I’d been seeing on and off for a while. Her name was Lila, and she had this way of making even the most casual texts feel a little electric. I smiled as I typed back. “Thanks, Lila. You free tonight? Thought we could celebrate with a bottle of wine.” I had already been planning to watch the sunset at John’s Hill Reserve Lookout. It was one of those places that felt like it existed outside of time, where the world slowed down just enough to let you breathe. But when she replied that she was free after making dinner for her kids, I adjusted my plans. We agreed to meet at 7:45 PM, and I asked her to bring a couple of glasses. Her house was in Frankston, so I drove over, parking near her place. She came out a few minutes later, her dark hair catching the last rays of sunlight. She smiled that smile—the one that always made my stomach tighten—and slid into the passenger seat. “Hi, stranger,” she said, leaning over to give me a quick hug. Her perfume was light but intoxicating, something floral with a hint of spice. “Hi,” I replied, my voice a little rougher than I intended. “Ready for the sunset?” “Always.” It was a bit of drive to the initial place i wanted to go. So i asked her if she had any suggestions? “What about The Pines Flora and Fauna Reserve in Carrum Downs?” I asked, glancing over at her. She shrugged, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Sure, why not? As long as I get my wine.” The Pines was quieter, the carpark empty when we arrived. The sky still held that golden hue, and the air was crisp but not cold. I opened the bottle of wine, pouring us each a glass. We clinked them together, the sound soft but significant. “Happy birthday,” she said, taking a sip. Her eyes never left mine, and for a moment, it felt like the rest of the world had disappeared. I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. It was a tentative kiss at first, but when she kissed back, it quickly deepened. Her hand reached up to cup my face, her fingers soft against my skin. When we finally pulled away, I could see the same desire in her eyes that I felt. “Let’s take a walk,” I suggested, my voice low. She nodded, and we left with the glasses and bottle, walking into the reserve. The path was narrow, the trees closing in around us as we turned left at the first intersection. It felt like we were the only two people in the world. We found a fallen tree, the trunk thick and sturdy. I set the wine bottle and my glass down, taking hers from her hand and placing it beside mine. Then I turned to her, my hands sliding around her waist as I kissed her again. This time, my fingers found their way under her blouse, fumbling with the clasp of her bra. She laughed softly, her breath warm against my neck. “Shan, you won’t be able to remove it,” she teased, her voice light. But I managed, my fingers working quickly to undo the strapless push-up bra. When it finally came loose, I pulled back just enough to see the amusement in her eyes. “I used to work for one of the bigger bra manufacturers in the world,” I said, grinning. She laughed, the sound rich and unfiltered. “Of course you did.” And then, without warning, I yanked her forward, forcing her onto all fours. She gasped, her hands instinctively gripping the fallen tree for support. My hands moved to her skirt, yanking it down along with her panties. The sound of my zipper echoed in the quiet night, and then I was pushing into her, hard and fast. Her gasp turned into a moan, her body arching against mine as I filled her. I could feel her tightness, the way her body clenched around me, and it was almost too much. But I held back, starting slow, letting her adjust to me. “Shan,” she whispered, her voice trembling. I started to move, my hips snapping against hers with a rhythm that was both punishing and exhilarating. Her moans grew louder, turning into screams that echoed into the night. Her body shook with every thrust, her hands gripping the tree like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice breaking. “It feels so good.” I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. My hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back onto me with every thrust. Her body felt like it was on fire, and I could feel her cumming, her thighs slick with it. “Do it faster, I pulled out slowly, her body trembling as I stepped back. The air between us was thick with heavy breaths and the scent of sweat and desire. My hands lingered on her hips as I whispered into her ear, my voice low and urgent. ”Let’s try standing against that tree.” Before she could respond, I pushed her forward, her hands instinctively reaching out to brace herself against the rough bark. Her back arched, and I could see the goosebumps rising on her skin. She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of anticipation and hunger. ”You’re insatiable,” she breathed, her voice trembling with excitement. I didn’t answer. Instead, I pressed my body against hers, my cock already hard again, nudging between her thighs. My hands moved to her hips, gripping them firmly as I positioned myself. The sound of our breathing mingled with the rustle of leaves in the quiet night. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. ”Tell me you want this,” I murmured, my voice thick with need. She shuddered, her hands tightening against the tree. ”I want it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. ”I want you.” That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed into her with one swift motion, her body arching against mine as she let out a gasp. Her warmth enveloped me, and I could feel her walls tightening around me, pulling me deeper. I started moving, my thrusts slow and deliberate at first, letting her feel every inch of me. Her breath hitched, her moans soft and muffled against the tree. I could feel her hands gripping the bark, her body pressing back against me, urging me to go faster. ”Harder,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. I obliged, my hands tightening on her hips as I picked up the pace. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the air, and her moans grew louder, more desperate. She reached back, her fingers digging into my thigh, pulling me closer. ”Fuck me,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My thrusts became relentless, my body slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. Her cries echoed into the night, her body shaking with every movement. ”You feel so good,” I groaned, my voice rough with desire. She clenched around me, her body tightening as she came, her moans turning into a scream of pleasure. I could feel her cumming, her warmth spilling over me, and it pushed me over the edge. ”Ah, fuck,” I hissed, my hips jerking as I came inside her, my body trembling with the intensity of it. For a moment, we stayed like that, our bodies pressed together, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. Then, slowly, I pulled out, her body sagging slightly against the tree. I stepped back, my hands still on her hips, steadying her. She turned to face me, her eyes dark with desire, her lips swollen from our kisses. ”You’re incredible,” I whispered, my voice filled with awe. She smiled, a soft, satisfied smile, and reached out to touch my face. ”So are you,” she murmured. We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the connection between us electric. Then, without a word, I leaned in and kissed her, my hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer. ”Let’s go back to the car,” she whispered against my lips. I nodded, my heart still racing as we gathered our things and made our way back through the reserve. The night was quiet, the only sound our footsteps on the path. When we reached the car, I opened the door for her, watching as she slid into the passenger seat. I got in beside her, the engine purring to life as we headed back to her house. The drive was silent, but the air between us was charged with something unspoken. I could feel her eyes on me, her hand resting on my thigh, her touch sending shivers through me. When we arrived at her house, I turned to her, my hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. ”Thank you,” I said, my voice soft. She smiled, her eyes sparkling in the dim light. ”Happy birthday,” she replied, her voice filled with warmth. I leaned in and kissed her, my hand cupping her face, our lips moving together in a slow, lingering kiss. When we finally pulled apart, she smiled at me, her hand resting on my chest. ”Goodnight, Shan,” she murmured. ”Goodnight, Lila,” I replied, watching as she got out of the car and walked to her door. I waited until she was inside before driving away, the memory of her smile and the feel of her body against mine lingering in my mind. The night had been perfect, and I knew it was one I would never forget. As I drove home, my mind

14 February 2025

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I met Jess once before. Brad is a friend of mine and his wife Amy were putting on dinner with a few of their friends coming along as well. It was certainly nothing formal and I was there for a few pre dinner drinks around 4pm. Brad would typically be up for a beer and it was boy time for a chat. Amy was good to him but he needed his space which he didn't get very often. Amy always wants Brad by her side unless she has a few girlfriends keeping her entertained. Truth be told I was probably a bit too early as convinced Brad to have a beer with me not long after I arrived. Amy was fussing around the house at this stage so she was content and so Brad took me for a tour of his latest updates to the house and the next few ideas to come. After about an hour and 3 beers in and about 10 various interruptions from Amy putting the washing out and asking Brad various dumb questions it was time for dinner to start. Amy called Brad in and together they worked on preparing dinner. I offered my help but was met with several refusals, "nah sit and have a beer and relax". Hmm.. Have a beer a sit by myself? I'd clearly landed myself a 3rd wheel gig for the moment, although thankfully it was not long after having stared at the ceiling for a while, a few more guests arrived. Tony was a good mate of ours and so it was obviously great to see him and to break up my 3rd wheel journey. Moments after, Jess arrived and was upbeat and ready for a wine, a big grin on her face, the genuine sort of grin that captured my attention before we even spoke. Tony and I had never met Jess. As soon as Jess arrived, Amy seemed to changed her whole attitude and everything was right in the world again! Shortly after Amy and Jess had their wine glasses full, Amy introduced Jess to Tony and I. Jess was probably about 6'0 and had a real hourglass sort of figure. A dress that was not revealing but really complimented her and looked relaxing at the same time. I was intrigued to say the least. Jess continued keep Amy chirpy which made the night a really nice night. Everyone had plenty of laughs. As everyone left, Jess suggested that it was her turn to host and that she would arrange a dinner in a few weeks time. Amy was watching Tony and I like a hawk by this stage, as if to say "well, she's pretty cute right?" I was reluctant to submit to Amy's suggestive intentions. however... Jess was not someone I would deny in any circumstance. She was simply to nice and positive a person to not be honest to. Well, needless to say I was already looking forward to the dinner Jess was going to put on. Two weeks later here we were, all turning up for dinner that Jess had put on. Upon arrival to the small apartment, Jess was ready for drinks and advised the timings of our meal and dessert for the evening. And with that, despite the fact that we had bought our own drinks, Jess proceeded to find us a seat and as we settled down, out cam the full glasses of wine for Amy and Jess, and some Jess pulled out some ice cold beers from an esky she had in the kitchen full of ice. It was hard not to be impressed. After a few laughs and a few drinks it was time for dinner. A few of us offered to assist Jess but she insisted she was fine. With that, moments later a delicious looking meal with roasted vegies and perfectly cooked steak was placed in front of us. "holy shit" I thought to myself, Jess is quite the cook! We ate through our meals and they were gone a short time later along with another drink. I picked up a few plates and went to the kitchen to place them down. There were dishes everywhere and I realised it might have been a bad idea to help. I was wrong. Jess walked into the kitchen moments after and smiled at me as she placed the dirty dishes in her hands in a skilfully placed manner. I kept smiling at her as if she was now just showing off. It was a real 'moment' we shared, the first of many. I stood there smiling, nearly laughing thinking "ok smart ass, are going to help me out or will i put these on the floor", after her hands were free she looked at me and smiled and waited for me to do something. I really didn't want to break anything and was trying to respect her but I felt like she was ridiculing me! After a moment I thought 'stuff this', so I carefully placed the dirty dishes, one on top of a toaster and the other carefully balanced on top of pots in the sink. Smiling at me, Jess said "well done" and walked back out to the dinner table. I couldn't help but laugh and her cheeky but cute demeanour simply confirmed that Jess had a lot more hiding behind her smile. After the table was cleared, Jess made sure we all had a drink before announcing it was time for dessert. Moments later, 6 glass cups of expertly crafted chocolate swirls around the glass and filled with a cheesecake style dessert and a chocolate bar sticking out the top. Amy commented "OMG how did you do this?" The girls chatted away while us boys dug into the tasty dessert and finished it within minutes. Divine. After a few more gulps of my beer I thought I better help out or do something. Too late as it seemed as Jess called out "pass your dessert glasses down". Of course we did as instructed and Jess swiftly removed them from the table. We moved to the lounge for a bit more of a chat and a few more drinks before Amy advised it was time to go. Brad was looking for another beer but I think Amy had other ideas. As Brad and Amy gathered their belongings, so too did Tony. I had sunk more drinks that would allow me to drive home and Amy didn't hold back. "Matt, are we dropping you off or are you staying?" with a smile on her face. I wasn't sure what to say as I was hardly going to try and make Jess uncomfortable. With that, Jess said "nah we're having a few more drinks". I stared at Jess and looked back at Amy who was grinning from ear to ear. It was about this time I started thinking that both Amy and Jess had set this up. Nah couldn't be, I took it upon myself to drink. Brad piped up and said "righto then, we're out of here". Tony followed suite and before long I was walking back into the apartment of Jess wondering what I should be doing next. That decision was made quickly for me as Jess proceeded to push another beer into my hand and we sat opposite each other on a small 2 seater couch. The TV went on and we started talking about all things life. Jess captivated me and it was not long before she said to me "bedtime". She got up and turned the lights off and into her bedroom we went. It must have been 30 degrees in there and while I had no trouble stripping off to my boxers, the heat was like a summer humid day. "which side do you normally sleep?" I asked. "that depends" she replied. I looked at her confused. "which side are you sleeping on?" she said with this gorgeous cheeky grin. I took the hint and just got into bed. There was a sheet on us and of course we started talking for a bit before I found myself staring at and wanting to kiss her lips. Jess was the sort of girl I had never really considered myself to be in the same league as. It was only now that I realised how attracted I was to her. I kissed her. Jess kissed me back and then frowned at me saying "are you even listening to me?" I couldn't help but laugh! "of course I was but then you stopped talking" I responded. She laughed and kissed me. I can honestly say that kissing Jess was amazing. Passionate yet not forceful and sensual but tactful too. We kissed for several minutes before I found myself running my hands along her side as she lay on her back. She had a satin nightie. As my left hand ran up her right hip, inwards at her tummy and then I felt the side of her large boob as I ran my hand up to her shoulder. I ran my hand back down the same path but this time cupping the side of her boob realised that they were much larger than I had realised. Apart from the fact that my cock was well and truly on it's way to being fully erect and that I was getting hornier by the moment, I was also getting increasingly curious about Jess and her sexy body. She clearly looked after herself. We continued to kiss and i felt like i couldn't stop kissing Jess. All the while, by swollen cock was now pushing into her side as my hand ran up and down her side feeling more and more of her body. Jess had relaxed and somehow seemed to be laying back and i found her body seemed to be more accessible as I felt her nipples poking through her thin nightie. Again I ran my hand down her side, but this time I ran it all the way down to the hem of her nightie, just above her knee. I placed my hand on her knee and ran my hand all the way along her side, from her knee to her hip. Expecting to feel some shorts or panties at some stage, but as I went higher, I felt the underside of her bare boob. No panties, just a nightie. With a rock hard cock poking into her side and trying to figure out whether to just fuck this gorgeous girl or to savour the moment and keep teasing this wonderful body I was conflicted. We continued to kiss and I found myself cupping her boobs with my left hand and being amazed at her hardening nipples. Jess tugged at my boxers and I need no further hints. I pulled them off and lay between her lovely legs. I pulled at the top of her nightie to release her boobs so that I could taste and suck those big hard nipples. As I did this, Jess pulled her nightie up that was between my body and hers. Once she achieved this, Jess pulled me up to her to kiss her again. Naturally, my rock hard cock was aimed straight at her gorgeous wet pussy. I kept kissing Jess and I felt the tip of my cock rubbing against her wetness. Jess pushed her hips towards me to feel the tip of my hard cock against her as I pushed my hips towards her. It didn't take long and the tip of my mushroom head slid into her entrance. I had to release my kiss from Jess as I exhaled deeply. It was like an instantly landing on Cloud 9. I went straight back to kissing Jess deeply as our hips pushed closer together. I wasn't long before I was buried deep inside this beautiful girl and she was driving my crazy. Jess literally raised her hips up to push me into her as I pushed every part of my hard shaft as far as I could keep inside with every thrust. I could feel her pussy grasping at my shaft like it was trying to suck me into her more and more. Of course I couldn't resist. As our thrust started to get faster Jess broke our kiss and started moaning. Every time the tip of my cock was as deep as I could be inside her, Jess moaned loudly. Moaning is not really something that I find arousing, however, hearing Jess and feeling Jess and our rhythm, it was in leading to the inevitable. Before long I realised that my cock wasn't far from pumping my cum deep inside her. I usually knew if a girl I was with was on birth control or that we needed to use a condom. I was going to cum and I couldn't do anything about it. But I couldn't not tell Jess. Moments later it was inevitable as Jess was clearly pushing herself on to me as much as I was pushing deep into her. I kissed her again and whispered in her ear "you're about to make me cum" to which Jess replied, "that's the general idea". I couldn't help but laugh before a moment later it was happening and Jess knew it. Jess kept pushing onto me as I felt her begin to shake and her body milking my shaft. I groaned loudly as I let go, my hard shaft spasming as it pumped cum into her hungry pussy which seemed to suck and drink the cum from my cock. I kept sliding into Jess as she slowly slid up and down my now cum soaked shaft. We continue to kiss as we felt each other subside from the encounter. The night was a long night as the heater stayed on about 30 degrees all night. I drink about 2 litres of water throughout the night. The next morning when we awoke, it happened all over again. One of the most amazing experiences of my life.

14 February 2025

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To the clinking of our glasses settling on the coffee table, we all stand as she leads me by the hand towards the hallway. I look at you to gauge how you are feeling, to be comforted and excited by the sky grin and nod of your head. I follow her, watching her shapely arse wiggling with each step as we take the party to the bedroom. My cock was already achingly hard, straining against my jeans as I think about the naughty, flirty chatting we had been doing. Such a filthy slut, and I couldn’t wait to tear her underwear to the side and go to town on that delicious pussy she had been referring to all night. You silently follow us; entering the room you immediately take up your spot on the recliner chair in the corner. Such a deliciously wicked smile she had and her eyes boring into me, no mind-reading skills needed; she wanted to be fucked hard, and cum as many times as possible. I wasn’t sure what the dynamic was between you two; did you just want to watch? Did you want to command her, or me? I decided on the former as you hardly said a word as you watched her playfully touch my shoulder or leg as I made her laugh. “Get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” I commanded her. I lift her already too-high skirt up, tracing the contours of her plump, round arse cheers. Her g-string already appeared to be damp, and as I lowered my face to kiss and nibble her backside, I caught a faint hint of a ready-to-be-fucked pussy. With two fingers I pulled her g-string aside, her tight little hole winking at me, and her delicious looking pink cunt was begging to be tasted. I got to my need and traced up and down her tantalizing slit, and every 4 strokes or so I went a little higher, teasing her puckering hole. “Such a tasty girl. Such a good girl” I think to myself as I savour her nectar. I then bury my face deep in her folds, licking, lapping, going to town on her engorged clit, working out what she liked until she exploded, literally, in my face with a mouthful of her replaceable juices. I turn to look at you, my face glistening with her climax, and again you smirk and nod. I notice your hand in you lap, slowly rubbing yourself as you watch her get pleasured in front of you. “Turn around and suck my cock” I commanded again. She eagerly whipped around and nearly inhaled my swollen prick, right down the shaft until her nose was tickled by my closely trimmed pubes. Oh man, the bitch is filthy, and knows her way around a cock! Slobbering, sucking, massaging my tight ball sack, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off from shooting a thick load down her hungry throat. I physically had to pry this slut off my knob, “I need to feel the tightness and wetness of your pussy before I cum,” and I grab her by the hips, swinging her around until my cock was nudging her wet hole. I again look over to you sitting, now you have your cock out, frantically pulling on it, a bead of precum glistens in the light. All three of us, so turned on, leaning our juices from our own fuck-holes. I grab her hips, and with out a word, I slam my prick in, all the way to the base. She gasped as my head slams against her cervix, until I withdraw and slam in again, my public bone bashing against her public bone. Oh my god, so tight, wet, her pussy walls gripping my rod in an ecstatic embrace. I pounded her with everything I had, her gasps became moans, then screams as she came again, leaving a slick puddle of her squirt between her knees. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer, I I had a choice to make; cum in this tight cunt, or pull out, turn her around and pump my load down her throat. “Fill that slut’s pussy to the brim” I hear you finally say. I look over as I see you close to blowing your load over your lap. I turn back, grab her hair and pull back as I increase my pace, until I can no longer contain myself. With a bellow that came from my balls, up my chest and out of my throat, I let loose one of the biggest ropes of thick, creamy cum into her spasming pussy. This tipped her over the edge again, adding to the oil slick of juices pooling around her knees, while you also shot a load from the corner of the room, so strong some of it spattered on your wife’s face and shoulder. I cock continues to pump more and more of my cream into her, until I was spent, slowly pulling out my shaft, followed by the familiar sound of air escaping a freshly fucked womb, watching my own juices mingle with hers, slowly dribbling down her thigh and dropping into the filthy puddle beneath her.

13 February 2025

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A few year ago I was I Adelaide for business staying at the Hilton in town. I visited the gym every night. I had always thought about having sex with a guy but never had it. When I was in the shower I would touch and cares my arse, play with my cock thinking I was with a guy with a hard circumcised cock as I had seen in porno videos. I am a bi guy loves fucking females but had this thing that made me think how would it feel to be the one being fucked I even tasted my cum thinking it was from a guy I just sucked like my wife had done I our threesomes. I used to use a dildo to feel how it would feel, but never had the opportunity to do it That evening I was horny and wanted to have the experience. So I found a gay pub and went there to see what may develop I just sat in a table having a red wine just looking at the scene I was 55 at the time. I was wearing a tight short and a T shit but I had taken with me one of my wife sexy undies that I was wearing After about 30 minutes an older guy approached me and asked me if he could share the table after a few minutes he asked me if I was there as it was gay pub. I told hi yes and was I was curious We chatted for some time and eventually I told him I was always wondering about sucking a hard cock and being fucked. He was 61 and told me he liked slut male, that made me feel horny He continued telling he was there expect it o find one that would suck his cock, kiss him as he fuck That sound it nice and that his wife was working late and he had some time if we wanted to go to his car I then told him I had a room at the Hilton and we could go there Once in the room he undressed and held his hard 8 inch or so cock I took all my clothes off and kneel in front of him. This was my first time and I wanted it I took his cock, looked at it, opened my mouth and wrapped my, mouth around it, good it felt nice I licked it, sucked it. I could tasted his pre cum and eventually he blew chi’s load in my mouth. I loved that We then just had a few drinks, talked and staying naked. About a hour later his cock was hard and ready again I lean to suck his cock gain but this time he said that he was. Now was to make me his bitch! He deep kissed me and laid me on y back Kissed my body, sucked my body, sucked my cock and soon opened my legs wide open legs With his hand full of lubricant rubbed my love hole and fingered me, first one finger, then two, then three WOW it felt good Moved up toward me and as he kissed me hi inserted his hard cock deep inside. It felt better than I had dreamed he pumped me so long I thought he would never cum and I just wanted that. After sometime I could feel this warm spunk blowing in my arse loved it That night he did not go home just fucked me every time his cock was ready again

13 February 2025

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Mirjam en ik zijn net terug in de luxe hotelsuite na een hapje en een drankje als er op de deur wordt geklopt. Ik kijk geamuseerd toe terwijl Mirjam naar de deur loopt in haar skinny jeans en strakke bloesje. "Hi, ik ben Tanya. En jij moet Mirjam zijn." hoor ik een zwoele stem zeggen, "Ik ben jouw verrassing voor vanavond." Mirjam kijkt vragend over haar schouder naar mij en met een ondeugende lach knipoog ik naar haar als teken dat het goed is. Verbaasd en wat ongemakkelijk doet Mirjam de deur verder open terwijl ze zegt: "Uhhmmm, nou ok, kom maar binnen dan." Een mooie vrouw van eind dertig met golvend lang donker haar stapt naar binnen, gekleed in een stijlvolle lange jas, met daaronder zo te zien een witte legging en mooie pumps. Ze trekt een rolkoffertje achter zich aan de kamer in. "Goedenavond Jan" begroet Tanya mij. Mirjam snapt nog steeds niet precies wat er gebeurt en ze kijkt weer naar mij. "Zullen we even gaan zitten? Dan leg ik het uit" zeg ik en even later zitten we met een glas witte wijn in het zitgedeelte van de ruime suite op het bankje. Tanya zit in de stoel ernaast. "Ik heb Tanya geboekt als speciale verrassing voor jou Mirjam" zeg ik haar. Mirjam haar verbazing maakt langzaam plaats voor nieuwgierigheid. "Dat klopt" vult Tanya aan "ik ben een gelegenheidsescort, gespecialiseerd in erotisch entertainment voor koppels." Mirjam kijkt met een twinkeling in mijn ogen naar mij en dan weer naar Tanya. "Doe je dit al lang, en doe je dit dan vaak?" floept Mirjam er zomaar uit, ze schrikt zelf een beetje van haar directe vragen. Tanya knikt en antwoord: "Ik doe dit nu al een jaar of drie, maar nee, niet vaak. Eigenlijk ga ik alleen in op speciale verzoeken en wanneer het mij uitkomt. Je kan zeggen dat ik van mijn hobby een mooie bijbaan heb gemaakt." besluit ze lachend. "Maar toen Jan contact zocht voor deze avond was de boeking snel gemaakt." voegt ze toe met een knipoog in mijn richting. We praten nog even wat verder terwijl we onze wijn drinken. Er hangt gelijk een aangename sfeer met een vleugje spanning in de lucht. Dan zet Tanya haar lege glas op de tafel en staat ze op. Ze heeft nog steeds haar lange jas aan merk ik ineens. Ze loopt naar haar koffertje en haalt daar een klein tasje uit dat ze aan Mirjam geeft. "Het thema voor vanavond is Sensation White. Als jij je even op de badkamer op gaat frissen en je omkleed, dan ga ik het een en ander voorbereiden." zegt ze tegen Mirjam. Die knikt een beetje verlegen maar staat dan op richting de badkamer. Niet lang daarna hoor ik het geluid van de douche. Tanya is inmiddels in de weer om her en der kaarsen neer te zetten en zelfs aan een speaker met een lekker achtergrondmuziekje heeft ze gedacht. Bij de hoek van het bed zet ze een uitklapbaar camera statief neer met een compacte digitale camera erop. Haar koffertje staat inmiddels bij het grote bed waar ze de dekbedden vanaf haalt, die ze vervolgens in een hoek gooit. Dan komt ze op mij af. "Jij mag je ook omkleden Jan" zegt ze terwijl ze mij een dunne, witte boxershort aanreikt. Ik sta op en knoop mijn shirt los, gevolgd door mijn broek, sokken en als laatste mijn eigen boxer. Tanya staat goedkeurend toe te kijken als ik de witte boxer aantrek die ze mij heeft gegeven. De stof is soepel en erg dun merk ik en even later sta ik in de kamer in deze strakke boxer. Mijn billen, ballen en half harde pik tekenen zich overduidelijk af onder en door de dunne witte short heen. Tanya knipoogt naar me en loopt dan naar de badkamer en ze klopt aan. "Ben jij ook zover Mirjam" vraagt ze met die heerlijke stem van haar. Tanya wenkt naar mij om naast haar te komen staan, ik in alleen een sexy witte boxer, zij nog steeds in haar lange jas. Het flakkerende licht van de kaarsen op de achtergrond. Dan gaat de badkamer open en stapt Mirjam de kamer in. Mijn mond valt open. Mirjam heeft natte haren en een rode blos op haar wangen van de warme douche. En ze heeft een heerlijk sexy outfit aan, nou outfit. Een strak wit topje dat nauwelijks groot genoeg is om haar C-cup borsten tot onder aan toe te bedekken. Haar tepels vormen twee harde punten in het topje en zelfs de donkere kleur van haar tepelhoven schijnt door het dunne stukje witte stof heen. Daaronder draagt ze alleen een bijpassend wit slipje van dezelfde dunne stof als het topje en mijn boxer. Het broekje, het is geen string, zit erg laag op haar heupen en de stof omhult, nee accentueert de ronding van haar venusheuvel. En er tekent zich een behoorlijke cameltoe af waar de witte stof tussen haar lipjes is gekropen. De naakte huid van haar schouders en buik glinstert nog een beetje van enkele druppels water. "Wow" denk ik bij mijzelf als ik Mirjam zo zie staan. Tanya gebaard naar Mirjam om een keer rond te draaien en als Mirjam dit doet zie ik hoe het kleine slipje haar ronde billen maar half bedekt en hoe de stof ook heerlijk in haar bilspleet is gekropen. Aan de blik in Mirjam haar ogen is te zien dat ze zich zo sexy voelt als dat ze eruitziet in dit weinig verhullende witte setje. En dan zie ik dat ze ook naar mij staat te kijken, nog enkel in de strakke, aftekenende witte short waar nu overduidelijk te zien is welke uitwerking haar eigen verschijning op mij heeft. "Hmmmmmm, wat zien jullie er allebei heerlijk uit zo." zegt Tanya ineens. En vervolgens, terwijl ze haar lange jas losmaakt en soepel op de grond laat vallen, zegt ze "Dan kan ik natuurlijk niet achterblijven." "Ohhhhh mijn god" hoor ik Mirjam mompelen en ook ik kijk mijn ogen uit. Tanya staat voor ons in een full body catsuit van dezelfde dunne witte stof als onze outfits. De strakke stof omhult haar prachtige, fitte lijf als een tweede huid. Ze is slank maar niet dun en de catsuit verhult werkelijk niets van haar weldadige vrouwelijke rondingen. Gespierde dijen, fraaie heupen en ronde maar strakke billen en haar royale D-cup borsten staan fier vooruit in de dunne, strakke, lichtdoorschijnende stof. Ook Tanya draait sensueel een rondje en ze laat Mirjam en mij onze ogen de kost geven. Haar billen tekenen zich afzonderlijk af in de super strakke catsuit en ook tussen Tanya haar dijen is duidelijk te zien hoe de stof strak over haar venusheuvel zit gespannen en diep in de gleuf tussen haar lippen is gekropen. Op haar mooie, grote borsten tekenen zich twee stevige tepels af die door de catsuit naar voren priemen. Ik kijk even naar Mirjam en haar ogen spreken boekdelen. Met haar lippen vormt ze de woorden "Wow, dank je wel" als teken dat ze de verrassing tot nu toe meer dan kan waarderen. Dan doorbreekt Tanya de stilte terwijl de erotische spanning nu door de hele hotelsuite gonst. "Geen zorgen lekker stel, jullie krijgen nog veel meer te zien." zegt ze met hese stem. "Maar nu Mirjam is het eerst tijd voor een uitgebreide massage. Dus kom maar eens met dat lekkere lijf van je op bed liggen." zegt ze terwijl ze uitnodigend haar hand naar Mirjam uitsteekt. "Jan, jij mag eerst nog even toekijken. Wie weet kan ik je nog wat leren." zegt ze terwijl ze naar de fauteuil in de hoek naast het bed wijst. Mirjam is inmiddels op het grote bed gekropen en op haar rug gaan liggen. Dan vervolgt Tanya, met haar ogen op Mirjam gericht "Vind je het goed als ik de camera aan zet? Geen zorgen hoor, de enige opname is voor jou en Jan om samen terug te kunnen kijken." Mirjam draait haar hoofd even naar mij toe en knikt dan instemmend. Ik kijk inmiddels belangstellend toe vanuit de stoel en zie hoe Tanya de camera aan zet en vervolgens met een fles massageolie richting Mirjam gaat. Al snel laten de stevig masserende handen van Tanya de benen van Mirjam glimmen en even later druppelt de massageolie rijkelijk voer de blote buik van Mirjam. Plagend zie ik Tanya ook een straaltje olie over het dunne, kleine topje van Mirjam spuiten. In een oogwenk plakt de dunne stof doorschijnend aan de ronde borsten van Mirjam vast. Mijn dunne boxer staat inmiddels een stuk strakker gespannen hoe ik toekijk hoe Mirjam met haar ogen dicht op bed ligt terwijl Tanya op haar knieën naast haar zit. De handen van Tanya zijn overal en ik hoor Mirjam af en toe zacht kreunen als ze de masserende vingers over haar borsten voelt glijden die nu overduidelijk aftekenen door het met olie doordrenkte minuscule witte topje. Ik geniet van het erotische schouwspel voor mij, Mirjam schaars gekleed liggend op bed, haar lijf glimmend van de massageolie en Tanya in haar fabuleuze strakke witte catsuit die Mirjam met haar masserende, knedende handen laat genieten. Ik zie Mirjam zacht op haar lip bijten als ze probeert een kreun te onderdrukken als Tanya een royale hoeveelheid olie over het kleine strakke witte slipje van Mirjam sprenkelt en het gelijk daarna met haar vingers over het dunne stofje heen begint uit te smeren. Tanya kijkt, met haar hand rustend op het ronde, door het witte doordrenkte slipje duidelijk zichtbare heuveltje van Mirjam, even naar mij en ze glimlacht zwoel als ze aan mijn gezicht...en aan mijn nu meer dan strakgespannen boxer ziet dat ik intens meegeniet. Mirjam is inmiddels meer dan opgewonden, haar zware ademhaling laat haar borsten op en neer bewegen, en haar stijve tepels priemen volledig zichtbaar door het doordrenkte, doorschijnende topje, omhoog. Zelfs van een afstandje zie ik hoe haar heuveltje zich aftekent door het eveneens doorweekte dunne slipje dat aan haar lipjes plakt en er nog dieper tussen is gekropen. "Hmmmmm Mirjam, wat een mooie vrouw ben je, en wat een heerlijk lijf heb je" fluistert Tanya in Mirjam haar oor waarbij ze haar volle borsten even opzettelijk tegen die van Mirjam aanduwt. "Tijd om je om te draaien." Gewillig draait Mirjam zich om, ondertussen even een opgewonden blik mijn kant op werpend. Mijn ogen weten haast niet waar ze moeten kijken, Mirjam in haar doorweekte minuscule slipje en topje, haar lichaam glimmend van de olie en Tanya met haar sterke vrouwelijke lijf in haar aftekenende catsuit, met inmiddels her en der olievlekken die de stof lokaal nog doorschijnender maken. "Kom jij maar op het bed zitten Jan" gebaart Tanya terwijl ze zelf de benen van Mirjam uit elkaar duwt en er op haar knieën tussen gaat zitten. Met mijn harde pik obsceen overeind onder de witte stof ga ik op bed zitten, Mirjam kijkt omhoog en glimlacht verleidelijk als ze mij nu vlak voor haar gezicht ziet zitten en ze recht tegen mijn in de dunne boxer afgetekende paal aankijkt. Tanya laat de massageolie ondertussen alweer rijkelijk vloeien en nadat Mirjam haar rug helemaal is ingesmeerd zijn haar billen aan de beurt. Nog een royale scheut olie, die deels door het dunne broekje heen in Mirjam haar bilspleet sijpelt. En dan begint Tanya de mooie ronde billen van Mirjam te kneden. Al snel enkele opgewonden kreunen ontlokkend bij Mirjam die bij iedere beweging de vingertoppen van Tanya tegen haar, door slechts een dun met olie doordrenkt stukje stof bedekte heuveltje voelt duwen. Dan leunt Tanya met haar bovenlijf op de rug van Mirjam rustend naar mij toe... en onverwachts spuit ze een flinke straal olie over het strakgespannen kruis van mijn boxershort heen. De stof is in een oogwenk doorweekt en onthult zo mijn volledig harde pik, zelfs de kloppende aderen op mijn harde schacht schijnen door de dunne stof heen. "Pak 'm maar beet Mirjam" fluistert Tanya aanmoedigend terwijl ze zelf haar aandacht weer richt op de glimmende, glibberige billen van Mirjam. Ik voel tegelijk de vingertoppen van Mirjam langs mijn harde schacht strelen, de olie druipt inmiddels langs mijn ballen en ik kreun zacht als de nagel van Mirjam langs de rand van mijn gezwollen eikel strijkt, met slechts het dunne stofje van de witte boxershort ertussen. Op hetzelfde moment zie ik hoe Tanya het met olie doordrenkte slipje van Mirjam haar heupen schuift en even later achteloos in de hoek gooit. "Ja zo ja Mirjam, masseer die harde pik van Jan maar" moedigt Tanya nogmaals aan "hij heeft lang genoeg toe moeten kijken." Tanya pakt ondertussen iets uit haar koffertje en terwijl ze dit doet buigt ze verleidelijk ver voorover, mij een royaal uitzicht op haar prachtige, stevige, ronde billen gunnend. Dan komt Tanya weer op bed zitten en ik zie hoe ze haar blik op en tussen de van olie glimmende billen van Mirjam laat rusten. Mirjam kreunt als ze plotseling de vingertoppen van Tanya over haar gladde ronde lipjes voelt strelen tussen haar gespreide benen en van opwinding knijpt ze stevig in mijn harde pik. Nog een weldadige zucht ontsnapt als Tanya haar vingertop tergend langzaam dieper tussen de van olie en vocht glimmende gladde lipjes duwt. Tanya gaat verder en begint nu met haar beide handen de binnenkant van Mirjam haar dijen te masseren, waarbij ze met elke beweging haar vingers in het gleufje van Mirjam duwt. "Hmmmm kijk en hoor haar eens genieten Jan" zegt Tanya terwijl ze mij aankijkt. Mijn blik schiet op en neer tussen haar mooie ogen, de stevige borsten die zacht deinend op en neer gaan in de super strakke catsuit en de geoliede billen van Mirjam waartussen ik de handen van Tanya op en neer zie gaan. "Trek die boxer maar uit" draagt Tanya mij op, "volgens mij zit die nu alleen nog maar in de weg voor deze opgewonden hete vrouw hier!" Ik ga even verzitten en trek de van olie doorweekte boxer uit en zodra ik weer zit voel ik gelijk de hand van Mirjam weer gretig om mijn glimmende harde paal. "Niet te snel nu Mirjam, zorg er voor dat Jan nog niet gelijk klaarkomt." instrueert Tanya en tegelijk duwt ze met haar duim tussen de geoliede billen van Mirjam. Die kreunt en zucht luid als ze de duim van Tanya intiem tegen haar gevoelige roosje voelt. Ik voel de nagels van Mirjam op mijn ballen als reactie op de sensatie van de duim van Tanya. "Haal diep adem nu Mirjam" fluistert Tanya terwijl ze mij aankijkt...dan zie ik hoe Tanya wat kracht zet, gevolgd door weer een kreun van Mirjam. Die hijgt en haar onderlijf kronkelt van genot als gevolg van de sensatie die ze voelt tussen haar glibberige billen. Tanya gaat verder met haar andere hand en even later voelt Mirjam twee vingers van Tanya diep haar natte kutje in glijden. "Ohhhh, iemand ligt hier ongegeneerd te genieten voel ik" zegt Tanya met zwoele stem. "Ze is werkelijk kletsnat Jan, heerlijk!" "En volgens mij wil ze die lekkere harde lul van je proeven... dus waar wacht je op!" spoort Tanya mij aan terwijl ze haar twee vingers nog wat dieper bij Mirjam naar binnen duwt. Mirjam heeft niets meer nodig en ze tilt haar hoofd omhoog om vervolgens haar lippen rond mijn glimmende, gezwollen eikel te vouwen. Haar tong streelt langs het gevoelige randje van mijn eikel en vervolgens door mijn vochtige eikelspleet. Tanya kijkt goedkeurend toe en terwijl ze Mirjam in een rustig tempo blijft vingeren haalt ze haar andere hand tussen de billen van Mirjam vandaan. Ze grijpt naast zich op het bed en met een ondeugende knipoog in mijn richting laat ze een mooie glazen buttplug zien. Ik geniet ondertussen van de heerlijke tong en lippen van Mirjam rond mijn eikel en ik voel hoe ze gretig mijn harde pik dieper haar mond in zuigt. Dan ineens kreunt ze hard, gesmoord door mijn stijve pik in haar mond, als ze voelt hoe Tanya de koude plug tegen haar gevoelige sterretje zet. Door de overdaad aan massageolie en het voorbereidende werk van Tanya haar duim duurt het niet lang voordat de plug onder een luide zucht naar binnen floept. Mirjam haar onderlijf kronkelt en schokt als ze de plug soepel op zijn plek voelt glijden tussen haar billen. Met een gevuld kontje laat ze Tanya begaan die haar nu steviger begint te vingeren en al snel is aan alles duidelijk dat Mirjam balanceert op het randje van een daverend orgasme. Maar Tanya weet met het juiste ritme en afwisseling dat moment nog even uit te stellen totdat ze Tanya met hese stem hoort zeggen: "Laat die mooie pik eens los Mirjam." En zodra Mirjam mijn pik uit haar mond laat glijden zet Tanya haar duim op het gevoelige klitje van Mirjam en wrijft ze er stevig over. Dit is genoeg en luid kreunend en met een samentrekkend, schokkend lijf komt Mirjam intens klaar. Haar orgasme is hevig en het duurt een poosje voordat het schokken van haar lijf afneemt en ze happend naar adem bij zinnen komt. Pas dan komt Tanya overeind en met een plagende tik op de van olie glimmende billen van Mirjam zegt ze "Zo, dat was een. Nu is Jan aan de beurt." "Jij mag nog even bijkomen in de stoel Mirjam maar ik kan zo je hulp wel gebruiken." lacht ze met een ondeugende blik naar Mirjam die met nog trillende benen overeind komt van het bed. Voordat Mirjam naar de stoel kan lopen pakt Tanya haar bij haar middel en trekt ze Mirjam tegen zich aan. Een vurige tongzoen volgt die Mirjam haar benen nog weker maakt, waarna Tanya ook het doordrenkte piepkleine topje van Mirjam over haar hoofd trekt en in de hoek bij het slipje gooit. Even later zit Mirjam naakt in de stoel, haar mooie naakte lijf nog van top tot teen glimmend van de massageolie, haar borsten deinend door haar versnelde ademhaling. Haar benen over elkaar geslagen. "Niet zo preuts nu schat" zegt Tanya en ze gooit Mirjam bijna achteloos een vibrator toe die ze uit haar koffertje heeft gepakt. "Laat mij lekker van je genieten terwijl ik die heerlijke pik van Jan hier onder handen neem." Mirjam kijkt heel even naar ons en glimlacht dan om vervolgens de vibrator te pakken. Langzaam tilt ze haar ene been op om vervolgens wijdbeens achterover te leunen in de stoel. Ik kijk gretig toe maar dan duwt Tanya mij ineens op het bed. "Niet zo gluren nu, liggen jij" zegt Tanya semi-streng. Ik ga achteroverliggen op mijn rug terwijl ik half naast mij de vibrator hoor zoemen die Mirjam heeft aangezet. Mijn pik staat volledig stijf overeind en ik wacht opgewonden op wat komen gaat. Het duurt niet lang voordat ik een straal olie over mijn borst voel spetteren, gevolgd door nog een over mijn onderbuik...en een laatste recht op mijn harde pik en strakke ballen. Het duurt niet lang of ik voel de handen van Tanya over mijn lijf gaan, de olie uitsmerend, af en toe teasend rond mijn tepels draaiend met haar gladde vingers. Naast mij hoor ik tegelijkertijd het geluid van Mirjam die de vibrator op een laag standje over haar kutje laat glijden, tegelijkertijd toekijkend hoe Tanya in haar heerlijke, niets verhullende outfit mijn lijf net als dat van Mirjam laat glimmen van de olie. Het duurt niet heel lang todat ik de handen van Tanya langs de binnenkant van mijn dijen voel strelen. "Mmmmm, zo'n mooie lul heb je, en heerlijk volle, gladde ballen." zegt ze zacht terwijl ze haar nagels over mijn gespannen balzak laat krassen. Mijn pik steigert bij deze intense aanraking. Dan weer de sensatie van haar krassende nagels, ditmaal langs mijn harde schacht omhoog...totdat ze net even langs de gevoelige rand net onder mijn eikel gaat. Ik hap naar adem en voel een druppel voorvocht uit mijn eikel lekken. "Ohhhhh, we moeten wel zorgen dat jij nu niet gelijk gaat klaarkomen, vind je niet Mirjam?" Die antwoord "Jazeker" met hese stem, duidelijk hoorbaar dat de vibrator zijn uitwerking niet mist. Tanya duikt wederom even omlaag naast het bed en even later voel ik hoe ze haar vingers stevig, net onder mijn pik, rond mijn ballen sluit. In een soepele beweging schuift ze een strakke cockring rond mijn ballen en pik. De rubberen ring voelt strak maar comfortabel en ogenblikkelijk voel ik mijn harde paal nog verder opzwellen. "Mmmm dat is beter" zegt Tanya terwijl ze een plagende tik geeft tegen mijn strakke afgebonden ballen. Ik sluit mijn ogen en geniet van de vaardige handen van Tanya. Die zijn overal, op mijn eikel, dan weer langs mijn schacht, of zacht knedend op mijn ballen. Ik sidder als ik het puntje van haar tong over mijn eikelspleet voel likken. "Ohhhh wat een lekker geil smaakje Jan" fluistert ze terwijl ze met haar in die onmogelijk lekkere catsuit gehulde lijf op het mijne komt liggen. Ik voel haar stevige ronde borsten over mijn borst wrijven, haar onmiskenbaar stijve tepels prikken in mijn huid. Dan komt ze op mijn onderbuik zitten, net boven mijn afgebonden pik die tegen haar billen trilt. Teasend pakt ze de fles massageolie en spuit ze enkele stralen olie over haar borsten. De stof is direct doorweekt zodat haar flinke borsten zich duidelijk aftekenen. Dan pakt ze mijn handen en ze legt die op haar doordrenkte borsten. "Mmmm masseer mijn tieten maar jij geile vent." moedigt ze mij aan en ik laat dit geen twee keer zeggen. Ik kneed haar flinke, stevige ronde borsten en plaag haar lange harde tepels door het flinterdunne laagje stof heen. Tanya kreunt zacht en kijkt afwisselend naar mij en Mirjam. Ik draai mijn hoofd ook even opzij en zie Mirjam naakt in de stoel zitten met haar benen schaamteloos wijd over de leuningen van de fauteuil. Met een hand heeft ze de vibrator vast die ze inmiddels zoemend in haar gladde kutje heeft. Mirjam zit zichtbaar te genieten van zowel het speeltje in haar geoliede kutje als het erotische schouwspel voor haar op het bed. Dan laat Tanya zich langzaam naar beneden glijden over mijn naakte, van olie glimmende lijf. Ik voel wederom haar borsten over mijn borstkas en vervolgens mijn buik wrijven, totdat ik ze aan weerszijden van mijn keiharde afgebonden pik voel. Dan glijdt ze verder van het bed af en ze staat in haar nu half met olie doordrenkte catsuit voor mij. Ik zie hoe ze Mirjam wenkt met een vinger voordat ze vooroverbuigt om haar lippen stevig zuigend op mijn gezwollen eikel te zetten. Ik kreun en geniet en ik hoor Mirjam uit haar stoel komen. Tanya laat mijn pik uit haar mond glippen en zegt met zwoele stem tegen Mirjam "Ik kan ook wel een massage gebruiken Mirjam, mijn billen vooral" zegt ze om vervolgens weer wulps voorover te buigen om verder te gaan met haar mond waar ze gebleven was. Mirjam heeft de vibrator op het bed gelegd en staat inmiddels naakt achter Tanya, met ongetwijfeld een fantastisch uitzicht op haar strak omspannen billen. Terwijl Tanya mij heerlijk begint te pijpen zie ik Mirjam de fles olie pakken om eerst aarzelend, maar dan steeds enthousiaster olie over de billen van Tanya te sprenkelen. Ongetwijfeld met hetzelfde effect op de ragfijne stof van haar catsuit als eerder bij haar borsten. "Ohhhh ja, heerlijk Mirjam" mompelt Tanya goedkeurend met haar mond vol met mijn stijve pik. Met een hand leunt ze op het bed en met de andere masseert ze afwisselend mijn ballen en mijn harde kloppende schacht terwijl haar tong heerlijk cirkelt rond en over mijn eikel. Tegelijkertijd kijk in naar Mirjam die naakt achter Tanya staat, haar heerlijke deinende borsten glimmend van de olie en ze beantwoordt mijn blikken met een heerlijk geile glimlach terwijl ze de billen van Tanya staat te kneden. Na enkele minuten pijpen, masseren en heerlijk genieten laat Tanya mijn glimmende, van speeksel druipende pik los uit haar mond en komt ze overeind. Mijn ogen glijden over haar lichaam, de catsuit plakt als een doorschijnende film aan haar stevige, ronde borsten en haar buik, de cameltoe tussen haar dijen is zo mogelijk nog dieper geworden en de dunne stof vertoont ook daar inmiddels een flinke natte plek. Dan draait ze zich om naar Mirjam zodat ik ook haar strakke, ronde billen kan bewonderen die nu ook, dankzij Mirjam, heerlijk door de doordrenkte stof heen zichtbaar zijn. Met een trillende, glanzende pik kijk ik toe hoe de twee heerlijke vrouwen intens beginnen te tongzoenen. Dan gebaart Tanya naar Mirjam om haar te helpen om zich te ontdoen van de met olie doorweekte, strakke, plakkende catsuit. Met wat moeite wurmt Tanya haar bovenlijf uiteindelijk uit het stoute pakje en terwijl ze met ontblote borsten voor Mirjam staat, zakt Mirjam op haar hurken om de strakke stof verder van haar heupen en billen van Tanya te trekken. Ik kijk ingespannen toe als de nu echt naakte billen van Tanya in beeld komen en terwijl Mirjam de catsuit verder van Tanya haar enkels stroopt, zie ik hoe Tanya haar handen op haar eigen van olie glimmende billen legt. Wetend dat ik toekijk trekt ze die vervolgens teasend een stukje van elkaar. Ik word aangenaam verrast met een stoute aanblik van een buttplug die tussen haar lekkere billen prijkt. Klaarblijkelijk droeg ze deze glazen plug, eenzelfde als die ze bij Mirjam heeft ingebracht, al de hele tijd. Mirjam zit ondertussen nog steeds op haar hurken voor Tanya en ze heeft ongetwijfeld royaal zicht tussen de gespierde dijen van Tanya. Net als ik dat denk laat Tanya haar billen weer los en stapt ze resoluut een stukje naar voren en duwt ze doortastend haar kruis tegen de mond van Mirjam. Die heeft weinig aansporing nodig en ik hoor haar zacht, goedkeurend kreunen als ze Tanya haar opwinding proeft. Ook Tanya slaakt een klein kreetje van pure opwinding als ze de tong van Mirjam op en tussen haar lippen voelt. Ik kijk botergeil langs mijn eigen stijve paal toe op de rug en billen van Tanya terwijl die zich heerlijk voor het bed door Mirjam laat beffen. Mirjam doet het overduidelijk naar genoegen van Tanya want het duurt niet lang voordat haar gekreun toeneemt en ik af en toe al een schokje door haar naakte lijf zie gaan. Ze heeft een van haar handen in het haar van Mirjam en niet lang daarna hoor ik haar hijgend uitbrengen "Ohhhhh mijn god ja, daar ja, mmmmm ik ga komen!" Schokkend en hijgend komt ze klaar, haar kruis stevig op Mirjam haar gezicht drukkend. Als Tanya haar orgasme voorbij is helpt ze Mirjam overeind en kust ze haar nogmaals, ongetwijfeld de smaak van haar eigen geil proevend op de glanzende lippen van Mirjam. Na deze smaakvolle zoen draait Tanya zich weer om naar het bed. Mijn ogen worden gelijk aangetrokken door het kleine, gemanicuurde streepje schaamhaar boven haar venusheuvel. Het smalle strookje schaamhaar lijkt de weg te wijzen naar haar verder volledig gladde kutje. Het zicht op haar ronde schaamlippen met een uitnodigend glinsterende gleuf ertussen doen mijn pik stuiteren van opwinding, volledig opgezwollen en keihard, mede door toedoen van de cockring rond mijn pik en ballen. Mirjam staat naast haar en ook zij ziet er heerlijk uit en mijn ogen glijden van haar mooie glanzende C-cups met twee aanlokkelijke stijve tepels over haar buik naar haar gladgeschoren kutje waar haar gezwollen lipjes verraden hoe geil ze inmiddels is. "Ik weet niet wat jij denkt Mirjam, maar volgens mij wordt het tijd om die heerlijke harde staaf van Jan hier eens aan het werk te zetten." zegt ze met zwoele stem terwijl ze Mirjam haar hand in de hare pakt. Mirjam knikt met rode wangen van opwinden "Ja Tanya, helemaal mee eens." "Nou, waar wacht je op lekker ding" antwoord ze met een kneepje in Mirjam haar hand erbij als extra aansporing "aan jou de eer! En niet vergeten te lachen naar de camera schat" voegt ze met een knipoog toe. Onder het toeziend oog van Tanya komt Mirjam wijdbeens over mij heen zitten op het bed. Met een vurige, lustvolle blik kijkt ze mij aan terwijl ze tussen haar dijen mijn pik beetpakt en de gezwollen eikel tussen haar natte schaamlippen manoeuvreert. We kreunen allebei van de sensatie en dan laat Mirjam zich langzaam helemaal over mijn kloppende paal zakken. Haar natte kutje voelt heerlijk strak om mijn pik en ik zie hoe Mirjam op haar onderlip bijt als ze mij diep in haar voelt komen. Met haar handen op mijn dijbenen leunt Mirjam wat achterover, haar stevige borsten vooruitduwend en mij een goed zicht gevend op haar gladde kutje waar mijn pik nu volledig in verdwenen is. Ritmisch begint ze haar heupen te bewegen en terwijl ze mijn pik bereid zie ik en voel ik hoe Tanya over de naakte billen van Mirjam wrijft. Met af en toe haar nagels over mijn strakgespannen ballen, tussen de dijen van Mirjam. Dan komt Tanya ook op het bed gekropen en met haar billen richting Mirjam leunt ze wijdbeens over mijn hoofd heen en laat ze haar kutje zakken richting mijn mond. Gretig open ik mijn mond en snuif ik de heerlijke geile geur op tussen de sterke dijen van Tanya die nu ongetwijfeld een royale blik gunt aan Mirjam op haar lekkere strakke kont met daartussen die stoute glazen plug in haar kontje. "Mmmmm ook een plug in" kreunt Mirjam en Tanya antwoord "Ja schat, ik draag er ook heen." Dan voel ik hoe Tanya haar gladde, sappige schaamlippen op mijn mond perst en met mijn tong proef ik haar geile vocht. Terwijl Mirjam het ritme en intensiteit opvoert op mijn pik, begin ik Tanya te likken en aan haar gekreun te horen merk ik dat ze geniet. Al sabbelend aan haar stijve klitje leg ik mijn handen rond haar dijen op haar billen. Plagend af en toe een duwtje gevend tegen de glazen plug in haar sterretje, met goedkeurende kreunen als gevolg. Voor mij een aanmoediging om de voet van de plug beet te pakken en deze langzaam op en neer te bewegen. "Ohhhh fuck ja Jan, ga doooooorrrr" hijgt Tanya mij toe en aan de steeds fellere stoten van Mirjam haar heupen merk ik dat zij ook intens geil geniet. Haar kutje knijpt rond mijn harde pik en haar nagels boren zich in mijn borst. Tanya wrijft haar kutje over mijn mond op en neer terwijl ik de plug tussen haar billen nu bijna helemaal in en uit laat gaan. Dan hoor ik Mirjam luid kreunen "Ik kommmmmm" en bijna tegelijkertijd begint ook Tanya schokkend klaar te komen. "Jij nog niet Jan" weet Tanya nog net uit te brengen en ik concentreer mij om mijn orgasme nog even uit te stellen, wat niet meevalt met het heerlijke natte, samentrekkende kutje van Mirjam diep over mijn keiharde pik geschoven. Nadat bij allebei de twee heerlijke vrouwen hun orgasme is uitgewerkt, rolt Tanya met inmiddels bezweet lijf van mij af en komt ook Mirjam omhoog, mijn kloppende paal besmeurt met haar geile sappen achterlatend. "Kom, draai je om Mirjam en ga op je rug liggen" instrueert Tanya en "benen wijd schat." Een overbodige toevoeging voor Mirjam die al met haar benen heerlijk open achterover op het bed valt. "En nu jij overeind jij heerlijke geile vent...en even wachten." zegt Tanya terwijl ze naar het stafief loopt om de camera eraf te halen. "Zo, zijn jullie klaar geile mensen?" vraagt Tanya terwijl ze nu van dichtbij Mirjam filmt die schaamteloos geil op bed ligt. "Ok, Jan... neuk haar, neuk Mirjam goed en spuit haar vol" commandeert Tanya op strenge, geile toon. Mirjam kijkt mij met een geile blik aan en knikt als teken dat ze er helemaal klaar voor is. Zonder verdere omhaal zet ik mijn gezwollen eikel tussen haar openstaande lipjes en stoot ik mijn pik diep naar binnen. Met lange, stevige stoten begin ik haar te neuken, Mirjam haar naakte borsten schudden op en neer met elke stoot en ze kreunt als ze mijn eikel diep in haar kutje voelt pompen. "Hmmmm ga door Jan, pak haar stevig, pomp die staaf van je in dat hete kutje van haar" moedigt Tanya al filmend aan. Al snel voel ik mijn orgasme naderen, niet in staat nog om het langer in te houden stoot ik nog enkele keren hard mijn pik naar binnen, Mirjam hijgt en kreunt en knijpt met haar heerlijke kutje in mijn pompende pik. Dan explodeer ik en voel ik de eerste stralen zaad uit mijn eikel spuiten. "Ohhhhhhh Jan....spuit me vol" hijgt Mirjam opgewonden, zelf ook alweer balancerend op de rand van een nieuw orgasme. "Jaaaa, doe het Jan, spuit haar vol" voegt Tanya hitsig toe. Een tweede en derde straal zaad volgen, terwijl ik nog een paar keer stevig mijn pik naar voren stoot, genoeg om Mirjam ook weer te laten komen. Door de kracht van het samentrekken van Mirjam haar kutje duwt ze mijn pik naar buiten en Tanya slaat gelijk toe. Al filmend pakt ze met haar vrije hand mijn glanzende pik beet en al melkend en trekkend laat ze mij de rest van mijn zaad over de bezwete buik, dijen en borsten van Mirjam spuiten. Pas na een tiental stralen warm zaad is mijn orgasme voorbij en al happend naar adem kijk ik naar Mirjam die met een wazige maar voldane blik naar mij terugkijkt. "Ohhhhh wow mensen" zegt Tanya met opgewonden stem "wat is dit en wat zijn jullie ongekend lekker. Dit is nu precies de reden dat dit voor mij vooral een hobby is." voegt ze toe met een knipoog richting Mirjam. Dan geeft ze de camera aan mij terwijl ze richting Mirjam vervolgt "Zal ik je helpen schoonmaken Mirjam? Jan heeft flink zijn best gedaan he." "Mmmmm inderdaad ja, dus graag" antwoord Mirjam terwijl ze met een vingertop een druppel zaad van een van haar borsten wrijft en vervolgens haar vinger in haar mond stopt. Dat is voor Tanya voldoende signaal en ze kruipt bij Mirjam op bed en met haar tong begint ze mijn zaad van de naakte borsten van Mirjam te likken. Mirjam laat Tanya gewillig begaan en als Tanya naar Mirjam toebuigt voor een natte, smaakvolle zoen dan beantwoordt ze die gretig. Ik sta naast het bed naar dit erotische schouwspel te kijken en ik film hoe deze twee heerlijke vrouwen bezig zijn om elke druppel zaad van Mirjam haar lijf samen te delen. Terwijl Tanya met haar mond steeds verder afdaalt kijkt Mirjam recht in de camera en maakt ze een verleidelijk kusgebaar waarna ze sexy met haar tong over haar lippen likt. Dan bijt ze op haar lip en er ontsnapt een luide kreun want Tanya laat op dat moment haar tong over het zeer gevoelige stijve klitje van Mirjam glijden. Ik volg met de camera en maak een close up opname van hoe Tanya een flinke klodder zaad zo uit het druipende kutje van Mirjam likt en, terwijl ze in de camera kijkt, doorslikt. Dan laat Tanya haar gezicht weer tussen de wijd gespreide dijen van Mirjam verdwijnen en terwijl ze gretig verder likt, zie ik dat ze met een hand de glazen plug beetpakt. En, net als ik eerder bij haar deed, begint Tanya plagend met de plug te spelen terwijl ze vol overgave het natte, zojuist door mij volgespoten kale kutje van Mirjam beft. Mirjam kromt haar rug als de golven van opwinding wederom door haar lijf gieren. Ondertussen loop ik om Tanya heen om, nu ik de camera vast heb, ook haar magnifieke naakte billen van dichtbij te filmen. Tanya heeft dit door en zet uitdagend haar benen wat verder uit elkaar en duwt ze wulps haar lekkere kont naar achteren. De glazen plug duidelijk zichtbaar en daaronder de gladde, glinsterende en openstaande schaamlippen tussen haar dijen. Ik merk dat mijn pik dankzij dit hete schouwspel alweer harder begint te worden. Intussen brengt Tanya Mirjam alweer naar een volgend orgasme met haar tong en met de glazen buttplug die nu soepel haar sterretje in en uit floept. Pas nadat Mirjam weer luid kreunend en schokkend is klaargekomen en even volledig uitgeput op bed blijft uithijgen komt Tanya overeind, met een grote grijns op haar deels met geil sap besmeurde gezicht. "Tijd om even bij te komen volgens mij" zegt ze terwijl ze uitdagend met haar billen en heupen wiegend naar de salontafel loopt om voor ons alle drie nog een glas koele wijn in te schenken. Ondertussen is Mirjam met een kussen in haar rug tegen het hoofdeind van het bed gaan zitten, haar hele lijf glinstert van de olie en zweetdruppeltjes en haar borsten gaan lekker op en neer in het ritme van haar nog steeds versnelde ademhaling. Ik haal de cockring van mijn pik en ballen en ga naast haar liggen. Ze kijkt me dromerig aan en glimlacht terwijl ze zacht fluistert "Ohhhh Jan, wat een heerlijke verrassing is dit, niet normaal." Ik glimlach beamend terug en voel alweer een heerlijke tinteling als Mirjam loom haar hand op mijn half harde pik legt en er zachtjes met haar vingers overheen wrijft. Dan komt Tanya terug onze richting op lopen, met drie glazen wijn in haar handen, voor haar stevige naakte borsten. Zowel Mirjam als ik kijken haar aan, genietend van deze ongekend lekkere, sexy vrouw die ons deze avond dit heerlijke erotische avontuur in heeft geleid. Tanya glimlacht ondeugend als ze ons zo naar haar ziet kijken en ze komt in kleermakerszit bij ons op bed zitten. We proosten met zijn drieën op deze heerlijke avond en genieten even van de rust. Maar al snel komt Tanya weer in beweging en ze gaat op haar knieën voor ons zitten. Met in een hand nog haar glas wijn begint ze sensueel op en neer te wiegen en met haar vrije hand begint ze haar eigen heerlijke naakte lijf te strelen. Mirjam en ik kijken toe en genieten van het schouwspel. Al snel gaat Tanya haar hand heerlijk over haar eigen volle stevige borsten en af en toe trekt ze plagend aan haar tepels. Die staan in een mum van tijd weer volledig stijf naar voren. Ze kijkt ons afwisselend met verleidelijke blikken aan en het ontgaat Tanya ook niet dat mijn pik alweer een heel eind overeind staat en dat Mirjam hem nu heel wat steviger beet heeft. Met een ondeugende grijns brengt Tanya haar wijnglas naar haar heerlijke borsten en ze laat er teasend een paar straaltjes koele witte wijn vanuit haar glas overheen stromen. Om vervolgens naar ons toe te buigen en ons uit te nodigen om ieder de wijn van een van haar borsten te likken. Wat zowel Mirjam als ik maar wat graag doen en bijna synchroon glijden onze tongen over allebei de borsten van Tanya om vervolgens gretig alle twee een van Tanya's heerlijk lange, heerlijk harde tepels in onze mond te zuigen. Tanya kreunt goedkeurend en pas als alle restjes wijn verdwenen zijn gaat ze weer naar achteren zitten. "Mmmmhhh dat was lekker. Nu mijn billen!" zegt ze speels terwijl ze zich omdraait en op haar handen en knieën gaat zitten, wijdbeens en haar prachtige kont wulps naar ons toe duwend. De aanblik van haar heerlijke billen en de glazen plug die ons stout vanuit haar bilspleet aankijkt is genoeg om ons overeind te doen komen en samen met Mirjam laten we allebei een royale hoeveelheid wijn over Tanya haar billen stromen. Die kreunt opgewonden van de koele sensatie op haar naakte billen, gevolgd door twee gretige tongen die vanaf haar dijbenen omhoog likken. Om de beurt likken Mirjam en ik door haar bilspleet, vanaf haar onderrug, langs de glazen plug helemaal tot aan haar ronde, gladde schaamlippen. De geile opwinding die dit spel teweegbrengt gonst door de hotelkamer en er volgen nog enkele scheuten wijn totdat onze glazen leeg zijn. Tanya rijkt even naar voren en pakt de vibrator die Mirjam al eerder gebruikte van het bed en geeft hem aan Mirjam. Zonder verdere uitleg snapt Mirjam wat er van haar wordt verlangd en niet veel later steekt ze het zoemende speeltje tussen de glimmende schaamlippen van Tanya haar natte kut in. "Ohhhhh ja, zo ja Mirjam, neuk me maar met die toy" hijgt Tanya en vervolgens "en Jan...pak die plug, verwen mijn kontje." "Ohhhh fuck jullie maken me botergeil, ga doorrrrr" kreunt ze. Ik trek ritmisch aan de glazen plug in haar strakke gaatje, het is een heel geil gezicht om haar sterretje op te zien rekken met elke haal. Tegelijk hoor en zie ik hoe Mirjam de vibrator soppend op een neer laat gaan in het drijfnatte kutje van Tanya. Dan maakt Tanya duidelijk dat ze wil dat Mirjam op haar rug gaat liggen en direct daarna gaat Tanya wijdbeens over haar heen zitten. In een oogwenk heeft Mirjam de vibrator alweer op zijn plek, terwijl Tanya vooroverbuigt om het gladde heuveltje van Mirjam op enkele hete natte likken te trakteren. "Mmmhhh ga door Mirjam, je maakt me gek" kreunt Tanya. "Jan...ik wil meer, mijn kontje wil meer nu. Ik wil die geile harde pik in me voelen!" Mirjam kijkt even naar mij en geeft een geile knipoog. En ik heb niet veel meer nodig en ik trek de plug in zijn geheel uit Tanya haar gaatje en ga vervolgens gehurkt over haar heen staan. "Ohhhhh ja, die ja" hijgt Tanya als ze mijn gezwollen eikel tegen haar sterretje voelt duwen en verbazingwekkend soepel zakt mijn pik zo heerlijk diep haar strakke kont in. "Mmmmm fuck....zo groot, zo hard....zo fucking lekker!" kermt Tanya, helemaal in trance nu ze zo door Mirjam en mij haar beide gaatjes gevuld krijgt. Ik begin langzaam op en neer te bewegen en Mirjam gebruikt zowel haar tong als de vibrator om het kutje van Tanya te stimuleren. Ik voel met elke stoot in Tanya haar kontje de vibrator tegen mijn eikel zoemen en automatisch verhoog ik het ritme van mijn stoten. Tanya heeft er geen enkele moeite mee, in tegendeel. "Hmmmmmm jaaaa, neuk me Jan, neuk mijn kont met die heerlijke staaf van je!" en "Duw die dildo in me Mirjam, pomp hem in mijn natte kut!" spoort ze ons ordinair aan. Mirjam wordt in het enthousiasme meegezogen en ook zij moedigt mij van tussen de dijen van Tanya aan "Ja, neem haar Jan, neem haar in haar reet. Zo'n geil uitzicht hier." Meer aanmoediging heb ik niet nodig en ik begin sneller en harder te stoten. Ook Mirjam verhoogt het tempo met de vibrator en aan alles is te merken dat het niet meer lang duurt voordat Tanya hard gaat klaarkomen. En dan ineens begint Tanya haar hele lijf te schokken en hard kreunend, bijna gillend komt ze klaar. En hoe, onverwacht trakteert ze Mirjam op een flinke straal geil sap dat krachtig uit haar kutje spuit, vol over het gezicht, hals en borsten van Mirjam die onder haar ligt. Hijgend en squirtend sist ze ons toe "Ga door, niet stoppen, neuk me!" en dat doen we, Mirjam heeft haar ogen dicht en zit helemaal onder maar haar hand blijft de dildo op en neer duwen in de drijfnatte kut van Tanya en het samentrekken van haar strakke kont rond mijn pompende pik duwt mij ook over de rand. Met mijn handen grijp ik Tanya bij haar heupen en duw ik mijn hard spuitende pik diep in haar lekkere kont en leeg ik mijn ballen. Pas na de laatste straal zaad zakt Tanya uitgeput bovenop Mirjam in elkaar en uiteindelijk glijdt mijn harde pik uit haar sterretje. Onmiddellijk gutst er een straal zaad door haar bilspleet en langs haar kutje en dijen, deels recht op Mirjam haar gezicht en in haar haren. Alle drie overdonderd en zwaar hijgend ploffen we neer. Tanya nog steeds over Mirjam heen liggend, ik ernaast. Mirjam komt als eerste bij zinnen en ik kijk toe hoe ze geil haar tong langs de dijen en schaamlippen van Tanya likt totdat het puntje van haar tong over het geile, druipende sterretje van Tanya cirkelt. Tanya kan nog even niets zeggen maar ze kreunt zacht en instemmend, nagenietend van het daverende orgasme van zojuist. Als we weer wat op adem zijn gekomen rolt Tanya van Mirjam af en geeft ze haar een lange zoen. "Sorry dat het zo'n zooitje is geworden Mirjam" zegt ze zacht "is een tijd geleden dat ik zo ben klaargekomen." "Hmmmm, het was heerlijk juist" antwoord Mirjam. Dan richt Tanya zich tot mij "Pfffff en wat een geile pik heb jij zeg, heerlijk hoe je mij van achteren neukte en volspoot Jan, intens geil!" "Graag gedaan Tanya en het genoegen was geheel wederzijds" antwoord ik met een brede lach. Na een poosje bijkomen doorbreekt Tanya de stilte. "Het was ongekend lekker samen met jullie maar het is tijd voor mij om te gaan douchen en dan ga ik er vandoor dame en heer." Na een kwartiertje onder de douche staat Tanya aangekleed en wel in de kamer. Mirjam heeft haar eigen stringetje aan en ik sta in een normale boxershort. De memory stick met de gehele opname van onze erotische escapades ligt op de salontafel. Na een innige omhelzing en een heerlijke tongzoen voor ons allebei stapt Tanya de hotelkamer uit en blijven wij samen achter. Dan steekt Tanya haar hoofd nog even terug om de deur en zegt ze "Jullie waren geweldig, de volgende keer krijgen jullie korting. Dus bel me! XXX. Als de deur in het slot valt slaat Mirjam haar handen om mij heen en geeft ze mij een innige zoen. "Wow, wow, wow, dat was een meer dan goede verrassing Jan, dank je wel." En dan grijpt ze met haar hand in een keer vol in mijn kruis naar mijn pik. "Hier komen jij, ik wil nog een keer goed hard genomen worden door jou voordat we gaan slapen! En die film kijken we morgen terug.”

13 February 2025

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As someone with whom I have occasional casual encounters with, we occasionally mix role play into our sessions to keep us on our toes, and on the morning of our planned interlude, I texted her instructions to meet me at the casino reception at 8pm dressed in business attire, to surprise me underneath and to bring with her a butt plug, her favourite dildo and a clit sucker. She would then have to submit to my direction and do everything as instructed. "Yes sir", she responded. She arrived dressed in a brown chiffon blowse and a conservative brown leather skirt. We met at the lifts, made pleasant greetings and shook hands, turned and entered the waiting lift to ascend to the 19th floor. As we waited, someone quickly joined us, robbing me the opportunity for an indulgent kiss before we entered the room, but my hand remain firmly planted on her pert little ass. At just under 5'2", my friend is the epitome of the petite milf. Her tiny frame balanced by her well endowed bosom and a tight little cunt that is sweet as much as it hungry. The lift arrived at a lower floor and our companion departs, leaving me a small opportunity to taste her lips as I pull her around and kiss her. She returns the favour with the flick of her tongue - so angry when that door opened once more - this time ejecting us at our floor. We walked to our room, I held the door open for her to enter and admired that stunning figure as she glided past me. In the room I'd already prepared a bottle of champagne, a common accompaniment for us to kick off a night of pleasure. We sat closely and talked casually about our respective days, sipping the champagne, my eyes darting down her shirt to catch a glimpse of her surprise - hints of an embroidered purple sheer perfectly cupping her breasts. Increasingly I'd lean in close and steal a kiss, till there was less talking and more kissing - our tongues adventurous to explore. As we emptied our glasses, I asked her to stand and show me her outfit, and then to slowly remove it to reveal her gift to me. Soon after, the appearance of her near perfect frame barely covered in a matching pair of bra and g-string, the fabric barely covering her bare pussy - I had to resist the urge to touch her there and then, but it would have to wait. She turned around for me, knowing full well seeing the fabric disappear between her ass cheeks would be a huge tease, at which I pulled her towards me so her back was against me, giving better access to her ear and neck. And whilst my hands traversed across he firm bosom, my tongue and lips danced over her lobe and the nape of her neck, her goosebumps amplified by the coolness of the air-conditioning. Remarkably I still resisted the urge to allow my hands to sink any lower than her midriff, instead allowing my left hand to unclasp her bra as my right hand ventured to rescue the escaping mounds trapped by the garment, one by one my fingers searching for her erect nipples, cupping my hand to caress the breast, then running a finger around her areola before lightly pinching the nipple. By now the chair I'd retreated to brought my hands closer to her torso, so I grabber her hips and turned her to face me again, her breasts now available to my mouth, and as I kissed and sucked each nipple, I could no longer resist that urge and my left hand found its mark between her legs as I searched for her wetness. Her crutch was boiling hot and pussy juices could be felt through the delicate mesh fabric. I slipped this aside and allowed my finger to run a slow circuit of her cunt before pressing the pad of my finger against the entrance of her vagina - enough to glaze my finger for tasting, but not enough to offer the release she craved. I sucked her juices from my fingers as I stared up into her eyes. Her hunger was palpable. Before I could give instruction to remove the g-string, she sat on my lap, my hand facing up beneath her as she started grinding on me to encourage my digits to enter her. She was so hot and wet but I resisted her temptation. Instead she reached for my jeans and felt for my cock - he was ready for her, so she quickly undressed me sank between my knees and swallowed me whole. Fuck her tongue was amazing as she worked up and down my shaft her tongue flicking my balls as she devoured his length, her spare hand cupping and fondling them. I allowed her free reign for a bit as I indulged in her expertise, but I had to stop before I emptied my balls down her throat. Fuck I wanted to. So I asked her to retreat and she sat opposite me naked on the lounge. Now would come our primary engagement for the night. We gathered her toys and put them beside her. I instructed her to squat on the lounge, supporting herself by leaning backwards and allowing me full access to her bare cunt and ass as she pointed her sex towards me. I pulled my chair in close, allowed my face to linger ever so close to her sex and allowed myself to smell her arousal - the smell of raw sex. As she pushed out willing me to meet her, I gave her a soft kiss across her pussy, before guiding my tongue around the lips of her out labia, across her clit hood and down the other side to her smooth perineum, which received a generous lick, my tongue parting her cunt lips and flicking past her vagina. Fuck she tastes amazing. With a hand I reached forward and spread her tiny cunt, revealing her clit and inner labia - so I moved my head forwarded and sucked her clit and inner labia into my mouth with the resulting moan worth every second of resistance till now. I allowed my tongue to take advantage of her gape and allowed it to penetrate her for the first time. She moaned again and pushed her hungry cunt down to accept my tongue. But again I stopped and withdrew to her disappointment. I looked into her eye and told her that would come later, but now she must perform for me. She would follow my instruction and show me how she makes herself cum using her toys. But first I asked her to hand me the butt plug. I warmed the stainless steel tip in my mouth and covered it in saliva whilst my thumb rested between her vagina and ass, running circles bringing her juices down to lube her ass. I pressed the bulb against her and allowed her ass slowly accept it. Gradually encouraging it deeper, then withdrawing before repeating. As it slipped inside, she let out a little gasp of pleasure. I then asked her use the clit sucker and demonstrate how she liked to use it. She lubed the cup and her clitoral hood and proceeded to turn it on and move it across the soft bare skin, offering indirect stimulation to the hood and her labia. As I watched from in front, I could see her vagina opening - eager to accept a shaft. So I suggested she show me her dildo. She grabbed it and pointed it at me, allowing me to suck it and cover it in saliva. Then with one hand firmly holding the dildo, she used the other to part her tiny lips and compelled the dildo to her depths. Inch by inch she slowly accepted it. Tight initially, but with each stroke reaching new depths, it brought forward her juices as her vagina opened and yielded to its girth. Once firmly home, she proceeded to pound herself with full and generous strokes, her respiration increasing as I encouraged her to vocalise her arousal. She moaned on each stroke, grabbing her breath as the dildo exited her lips before pushing forth once more. My thumb and forefinger pinched her clit and rubbed with soft vigour as she dug her cunt towards me. With her pace and breath racing, I took control of the dildo and told her to return to the clit sucker - and with both hands freed, she used one to expose her bean and rested the sucker cup directly over her clit and fired the gun. With my hand fucking her with the dildo and the sucker working magic over her clit, she released a long moan as she came for the first time as i held the dildo still deep inside her and she collapsed onto the lounge, allowing me to slide the dildo from her as she ceded defeat. I reached beneath her and she lifted her weight so I could remove the butt plug - it had served it's purpose for now. At this point we had a quick break, and we both sipped some water and regained composure. We stood before the bed, gradually kissing more, when she had a sudden look in her eye and she pushed back me onto the bed. Before I knew it, she'd reversed mounted me in a 69 position and generously offered her cunt for inspection as she quickly engaged my cock and encouraged his attention. I pulled her hips down so I had access to her clit which she proceeded to allow me suck whilst patternedly grounding onto my chin before allowing me suckle. I stared up at her open cunt, the dildo had done its job, and her tight ass above that and I formulated a plan. So she thinks she's in control now eh? I allow my index finger to encircle her vagina, dipping it inside her and drawing her wetness across her ass and pressing the weight of my thumb against her opening, encouraging it to yield. A couple of these rotations and I felt she was ready - my thumb now penetrated her pussy, pushing deep inside her, the webbing on my hand stretching her and she released a muffled moan with a mouthful of cock - she took the cue and went in hard. I could feel my balls wanting to burst, I let out a deep moan and told her I had to cum, that I was going to cum, to which she moaned her approval and kept going. At which point my index finger pressed against her tight ass. It yielded with the slightest of pressure and I allowed it to slide slowly inside her to its full length. She took a deep breath and heaved against my torso, so I started slow rhythmic penetrations of her cunt and ass with finger and thumb, and as her vagina clamped onto me and her ass rippled over my fingers releasing her 2nd orgasm, I groaned deeply and let out a loud releasing sigh as I emptied the content of my balls against the back of her throat, to which she hungrily swallowed. We rolled off each other spent and wasted. She maneuvered around to be head to head once more and we kissed, rolled back and exhaled once more, taking in deep breaths, with my hand resting between her legs, slowly patting her clit and vagina, thinking we were done and congratulating her for her work. Then ai noticer she started to lift her hips towards my hand. I glanced to my side and she was needing more. Her face hungry again each time my fingers contacted her pussy. So I raised up on one arm so I had a grand vista over her perfect body. Her breasts heaving, her nipples erect, I suckled them as my hand plunged inside her, 1 finger, 2 fingers, 3 fingers - she muffled a moan and pushed her cunt down on me. So I moved closer for a better angle, withdrew my fingers stuffing her and returned with index and ring fingers inside her allowing the remaining fingers and palm to slap against her sex. And with increasing intensity, I rotated from brushing my fingers against her g-spot to vigorously finger fucking her cunt and slapping against her clit and labia and within a few rounds of this cycle I extracted her third and final orgasm from the depths. Now she was done and we threw ourselves into a close embrace and drew each other as close as we could possibly be. Extracting as much skin on skin contact, and her as stunning cunt pressed against my leg to ease the pulsing, grinding against it till the pleasure abated. After a short period entwined sharing hugs and gentle kisses, we got dressed and I sent her home. We agreed to meet again soon, maybe in Cairns for a change she suggester. I agreed, kissed her deeply one last time and we went our separate ways.

10 February 2025

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The library has always been a place of solace for me—quiet, unassuming, a sanctuary where time slows and the outside world fades away. It’s why I took this job, why I spend my evenings among the scent of old paper and the hush of turning pages. But lately, there’s been a shift. A customer that is now regularly lingering in the aisles and a weight to the air that wasn’t there before. He’s been coming here for weeks now, and though we’ve never exchanged more than a few words, something unspoken has settled between us. And tonight, I can feel it building, waiting for release. The scent of old paper and polished wood lingers in the air, mingling with the faint traces of cologne he leaves behind when he walks past. The library is empty apart from the two of us, but he doesn’t acknowledge me immediately. He never does—not right away. Instead, he moves with the kind of unhurried grace that suggests he knows he’ll be noticed regardless. He’s been coming here for weeks, always around the same time. I’ve learned his habits—the way he skims the spines of books without looking directly at them, the way his fingers linger just a second longer on the ones that interest him. He’s a man who exists in quiet certainty, someone who doesn’t rush or fumble or second-guess. The way he carries himself with an effortless authority. It’s not just his presence that intrigues me—it’s everything he embodies. Knowledge. Confidence. Restraint. And then there’s the way he looks at me. Not often. Not obviously. But when he does, it feels deliberate. As though he’s measuring something, weighing a possibility. And tonight, something shifts. The silence between us is thick with meaning, the tension mounting like the weight of an unsaid confession. I’m standing by the rolling ladder when he finally speaks. His voice is low, deep, cutting through the hush of the library as if it belongs here. “Would you help me find something?” I turn, my pulse betraying me with its quickened beat. “Of course. What are you looking for?” He watches me for a moment before speaking, as though deciding how much he wants to reveal. “It’s a particular edition. Leather-bound. Should be in the restricted section.” My lips part slightly. The restricted section is behind a locked gate, reserved for members with special access. He has that access. I do not. “I can’t enter that section,” I say, my voice softer than it should be. He knows this already. “I know.” His gaze flickers down to my lips before returning to my eyes. “But you can come with me.” He doesn’t touch me, doesn’t move any closer, and yet my skin is tingling with awareness. I follow him without thinking, drawn to the quiet command in his presence. He unlocks the gate, holds it open for me, and as I step past him, the space between us narrows. His hand barely brushes my arm, a whisper of contact that sends  a rush straight through me. Inside, the air feels heavier. The bookshelves cast long shadows, the dim light barely reaching the far corners. He moves slowly, purposefully, scanning the shelves, but I feel his awareness of me. The way he stands just close enough that I can sense his body heat. “I think it’s up here,” I murmur, pointing to a higher shelf. I step onto the ladder, acutely aware of him watching. When I stretch upward, my skirt shifts, exposing just a sliver more skin. His voice is quieter this time. “Careful.” I turn my head slightly, meeting his gaze from over my shoulder. There’s something dark in his expression, something restrained yet unmistakable. I descend the ladder slowly, and when I reach the bottom, he doesn’t move away. He’s standing close enough that I have to tilt my chin to look up at him, close enough that I can see the faint hint of amusement in his eyes, as though he knows exactly what this is—what we’re doing. I hold out the book between us, but neither of us move to take it. His fingers finally brush mine, lingering longer than necessary. I exhale, the breath caught between anticipation and something else entirely. “Thank you,” he murmurs, but the words feel heavier than gratitude. I wet my lips. His eyes flicker downward, catching the movement. The silence stretches between us. I wonder if he can hear my heartbeat. I wonder what would happen if I took one more step closer. And then he smiles—just barely, just enough to make my stomach tighten with anticipation. He doesn’t step back, nor do I. The space between us feels potent, a fragile tension that neither of us dares to break just yet. I can feel the warmth of his body, the faint scent of his cologne mixing with the aged pages around us, and I know that whatever is about to happen has been building for weeks. His hand lingers where it last touched mine, just barely brushing my knuckles. I shift my weight slightly, feeling the anticipation coil tighter inside me. "You always seem to know exactly where to find things," I say, my voice softer than before. His lips curve slightly. "Some things just take careful attention." The double meaning isn’t lost on me, and it sends an ache between my thighs. I watch as he turns the book over in his hands, but his focus never really leaves me. "And what about you?" he asks after a moment. "Are you looking for something in particular?" I hesitate, letting the moment linger between us, charged with possibility. Then, very deliberately, I tilt my chin up and meet his gaze. "Maybe," I murmur. "I just haven’t decided if I’ve found it yet." His expression darkens, but not with displeasure. Rather, it’s something deeper, something hungry. He steps forward, just enough to close the remaining inches between us. My breath catches as his fingers lift, brushing ever so lightly along the side of my arm, tracing a path that sends a shiver through me. "Then perhaps," he says, his voice barely above a whisper, "we should keep looking." His words are an invitation, a promise wrapped in restraint. But neither of us are here to resist. I feel the heat between us thickening, something heavy and inevitable pressing against my skin. His fingers run up my arm, slow, mapping a path of barely-there contact. My breath hitches, but I don’t move away. His touch lingers at my shoulder, then trails down, just grazing the edge of my neckline. A test, a provocation. I tilt my chin up, daring him silently. The tension stretches, crackling between us, and then his other hand settles at my waist. Firm. Commanding. He draws me closer, and my body responds before my mind can catch up. The moment shatters as he tilts his head down, his lips barely brushing mine—hesitant, almost teasing. The anticipation is maddening. He waits, lingers, his breath warm against my lips, and then, just when I think I might break apart from the want of it, he claims my mouth. It’s slow at first, achingly so. His lips move against mine with measured control, his hands keeping me close but not caging me in. And then the restraint falters. His fingers tighten at my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I gasp into the kiss as his other hand knots into my hair, angling me to deepen it. The kiss turns hungrier, more insistent. My hands find purchase at his chest, feeling the solid warmth of him beneath the fabric. He tastes like warmth and want, and I sink into it, let him guide me backward until my spine meets the bookshelf. A thrill rushes through me at the sensation of being trapped, held between him and the shelves, caught in something neither of us want to stop. His lips leave mine, trailing heat down my jawline, the column of my throat. My breath stutters as his fingers slip lower, skimming the edge of my blouse, fingertips teasing along the fabric before slipping beneath. The warmth of his touch against my skin sends a shudder through me, a delicious ache rushing lower and lower. His mouth follows the path of his hands, pressing open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone, tracing the sensitive skin with slow, deliberate intent. "Tell me if you want me to stop," he murmurs against my skin, voice husky, full of restraint that is barely holding. I shake my head, my breath coming in shallow gasps. "Don't stop." A low sound escapes him, something close to satisfaction, and then his hands are on the buttons of my blouse, undoing them one by one, as if savoring every moment, every inch of skin revealed beneath his touch. His fingers trail along my thigh, pushing the fabric of my skirt higher, higher, until his knuckles graze against the heat between my legs. I part for him instinctively, my breath coming in shallow pants as he drags his fingertips over the thin barrier of fabric separating us. The tension coils tighter, my pulse hammering against my ribs as he strokes once, twice, a slow, devastating tease that makes my knees weak. He chuckles low against my skin, the sound rich and knowing. "So eager," he murmurs, and the words send a delicious shiver through me. "Tell me what you want." The words barely form on my lips before his fingers press more firmly, a deliberate pressure that sends a bolt of pleasure rippling through me. My hands clutch at his shoulders, desperate, pulling him closer as he deepens his touch, pushing past hesitation and into the inevitable. His fingers push past the final barrier of fabric, finding me, exploring me with slow strokes that steal the breath from my lungs. A moan escapes me, low and needy, and I feel his lips curve against my throat in approval. His free hand grips my hip, steadying me as my legs threaten to give way beneath the intensity of his touch. The library is silent except for the sounds we make—the hitch of my breath, the quiet hum of satisfaction he gives when he feels me respond to him. I arch into his hand, craving more, my body desperate for the relief only he can give. He obliges, pressing deeper, his movements both tender and possessive, unraveling me with each measured touch. "That’s it," he murmurs, his voice rough against my ear. "Let me hear you." Heat blooms through me, my head tipping back against the bookshelf as pleasure coils tight in my core. His fingers work me expertly, pushing, teasing, drawing me closer and closer to the edge until I am trembling in his grasp. When I finally shatter, it’s with his name on my lips, my body tightening and releasing in waves that leave me clinging to him. He holds me through it, his mouth pressing slow kisses to my jaw, my neck, grounding me in the aftermath. And yet, I can already feel the hunger lingering between us, unsated. His hands still rest on my skin, his breath heavy against my ear, and when I shift slightly, the press of him against me makes my stomach tighten all over again. His fingers trail up my thigh once more, teasing, testing, as if gauging just how much more I can take. A shudder wracks through me as his fingers moving with purpose, coaxing another gasp from my lips. "You're not finished yet, are you?" he whispers, and the huskiness in his voice sends another pulse of desire straight through me. I shake my head, unable to find words, my body already responding to his touch. He chuckles, a deep, knowing sound that vibrates through my chest as he slides his hand beneath me, lifting me effortlessly onto the lower shelf. The cold wood presses against my back as he steps between my legs, and the look in his eyes tells me he intends to keep me there until I’m completely undone. "Then let's keep going, I think we have unfinished business.." His lips crash against mine again, more insistent this time, his hands wandering with a new urgency. He grips my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge of the shelf, his fingers pressing into me as his mouth moves from my lips to the sensitive skin of my neck. The sensation sends a shudder through me, a desperate moan slipping from my lips as his hands slide under my skirt, pushing it up further until there is nothing left between us but raw, unfiltered desire. I am silently pleading for more. He doesn't make me wait. His touch grows firmer, more insistent, and when he slides inside me it's with the kind of urgency that steals the air from my lungs. The quiet sanctuary of the library is shattered by the sounds of our desire, gasps and moans mingling with the rustling of fabric, the thud of wood against skin. The forbidden thrill of it all, the risk of being caught, only amplifies the pleasure crashing over me in waves, unrelenting and consuming. He moves with the kind of experience that makes me lose myself completely, coaxing me to the brink. "I want to feel you come again," he demands, his voice thick with hunger. And I do, shattering against him, pleasure washing over me in waves so intense I can barely breathe. He follows soon after, his grip on me fierce as he buries himself deep, spilling into me with a growl of satisfaction. For a long moment, neither of us move, our breaths mingling, our bodies still entwined. Then, finally, he pulls back just enough to meet my gaze, his thumb brushing over my lips. "I told you," he murmurs, a smirk curving his lips. "We weren't finished." I let out a breathless laugh, my fingers trailing over his jaw. "And now?" He tilts his head, considering, then leans in once more, his lips ghosting over mine as he whispers, "Now, we decide if this was only the beginning." A breathless pause lingers between us, the heat of the moment settling into something slower. I let out a quiet sigh, still caught in the haze of sensation, my body thrumming with the echoes of what just transpired. I meet his gaze, searching for something—confirmation, reassurance maybe. Instead, he smiles, the kind that hints at mischief and something deeper. A soft laugh escapes me as I press my forehead to his, our breaths mingling in the dim glow of the library. "Maybe," I murmur, "but either way, we’ll have to be quiet next time." His chuckle is low and knowing, a quiet acknowledgment that this isn’t the end.

3 February 2025

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The bass pulsed through the floor like a heartbeat, neon lights slicing through the haze of the crowded club. Lena, nursing a gin tonic at the bar, scanned the room. It had been a grueling week at the ad agency, and she’d craved this—the anonymity of shadows, the thrill of bodies in motion. That’s when she spotted them. They were a jarring contrast: a woman in a sequined emerald dress, her laughter ringing above the din, and a man beside her in a charcoal suit, his calm demeanor a counterpoint to her electric energy. Her hair, a cascade of violet curls, caught the light like shattered amethyst. His hand rested lightly on her waist, a silent anchor amidst the chaos. Lena wasn’t sure who bumped into whom first—only that suddenly she was spilling her drink, and the woman was grabbing her wrist, steadying her. “Oops! Battle scar from the dance floor?” she grinned, her voice a melodic tease. Up close, her eyes were lined with gold, flickering like fireflies. “Join us!” she insisted, already pulling Lena into their orbit. The man nodded, a half-smile playing on his lips. “I’m Mira,” the woman said, “and this is Eli.” They danced, a trio of strangers syncing to the rhythm. Mira moved like a storm—unpredictable, alluring—while Eli’s steps were measured, deliberate. Between songs, they migrated to a booth, Mira ordering a round of smoky mezcal. “We’re celebrating,” she declared. “Eli just sold his art gallery. Now we’re trekking to Patagonia next month!” “*You* sold it,” Eli corrected, his voice a rumble. “I just nodded while you charmed the buyers.” Their banter was a tennis match of affection. Lena learned fragments: Mira’s stint as a circus performer, Eli’s obsession with restoring vintage motorcycles. Opposites, yet their edges fit seamlessly. “Why Patagonia?” Lena asked. Mira leaned in. “To get lost before life ties us down.” Eli added quietly, “And to find what we didn’t know we’re looking for.” Hours melted away. When Lena finally glanced at her phone—3 a.m.—she rose to leave. Mira hugged her, whispering, “Stay reckless,” while Eli handed her a napkin scribbled with an email. “If you ever need a guide to chaos,” he winked. Outside, the city hummed with predawn stillness. Lena crumpled the napkin, smiling. Some encounters weren’t meant to last—only to ignite embers of possibility. She walked home, the stars blurring above, her mind echoing with laughter and the promise of uncharted roads.

2 February 2025

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“What the hell am I doing?” Maree thought to herself. Her hands gripped the steering wheel. She'd spent countless nights exchanging messages with a stranger online, their virtual chemistry intoxicating. Now, she was finally taking the chance, driving to meet him in person. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. What if he wasn't who he claimed to be? What if this was all a terrible mistake? But then again, what if it was everything she'd been fantasizing about? Maree caught her reflection in the rearview mirror. Her usually neat hair was slightly dishevelled from running her fingers through it nervously. Her lips, painted a darker shade of red, stood out against her pale skin. She'd chosen a low-cut blouse and her shortest skirt, a far cry from her usual conservative attire. As she approached the agreed-upon meeting spot, a trendy hotel bar downtown, butterflies erupted in her stomach. She could turn back now, make up some excuse, and return to her safe, predictable life. But the thought of those scorching messages, the promises of ecstasy, and the thrill of the unknown propelled her forward. Maree pulled into the parking lot, her breath coming in short, excited gasps. This was it, the moment of truth. With trembling fingers, she checked her phone one last time. A new message awaited her: "I'm here. Can't wait to finally meet you." Through the glass doors, she could see the dimly lit bar, its atmosphere intimate and inviting. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for a face that matched the photos she'd seen online. And there he was. Sitting at the bar, Marc's profile illuminated by the soft amber light, was the man she'd been dreaming about for weeks. He was even more handsome in person, his strong jawline and broad shoulders making her weak at the knees. As if sensing her presence, he turned. A slow, seductive smile spread across his face as he saw her for the first time. Maree felt a jolt of electricity course through her body. There was no turning back now. With shaky legs she made her way towards him. The noise of the bar faded away, leaving only the sound of her racing heartbeat in her ears. He stood, his eyes never leaving hers. "Maree?" he asked, his voice deep and rich, just as she'd imagined. She nodded, unable to find her voice. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You're even more beautiful in person." The heat of his breath on her skin sent shivers down her spine. In that moment, all her doubts and fears melted away. She knew that tonight would be a night she'd never forget. Maree felt a rush of exhilaration as his hand found the small of her back, guiding her to a secluded booth in the corner. As they sat down, their knees touched under the table, sending sparks through her body. "I can't believe we're finally here," he said, his eyes roaming over her hungrily. "I've been thinking about this moment for weeks." "Me too," Maree admitted. She took a sip of the martini he'd ordered for her, grateful for the liquid courage. As they talked, the chemistry between them grew. Every accidental touch, every glance, every shared laugh only intensified the obvious sexual tension. Maree found herself moving in closer, drawn to his scent and the promise of what was to come. Marc's hands rubbed the smoothness of her leg gradually getting higher and higher. After what felt like both an eternity and mere seconds, he leaned in close, his lips nearly brushing hers. "What do you say we take this upstairs?" he murmured, his voice husky with desire. Maree's heart raced as she nodded, allowing him to take her hand and lead her towards the elevator. As the doors closed behind them, he pulled her close, his strong arms encircling her waist. "Last chance to back out," he said, his eyes searching hers for any hint of hesitation. Maree reached up and pulled him down for a searing kiss. All the passion from their online exchanges exploded in that moment, leaving them both breathless and aching for more. As they stumbled into the hotel room, hands frantically exploring, clothes being shed, Maree knew she'd made the right choice. Whatever happened tomorrow, tonight she would lose herself in ecstasy, consequences be damned. Maree moaned softly when Marc captured one of her nipples between his lips, sucking and nibbling gently as his hand slid between her legs, finding her wet and ready. She gave herself over to the passion that had been building between them for weeks. Maree spread her legs wider as 1 finger turned to 2. Her eyes shut as moans escaped from her lips as he masterfully toyed with her. Marc's skilled fingers continued to explore her depths, gently teasing her most sensitive spots, Maree's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his hand. She felt his other hand trail up her body, grazing her breasts as he went, sending shivers down her spine. With one deft motion, he unhooked her bra, freeing her heavy breasts for his hungry mouth. Sensations she'd only dreamed of consumed her. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer. "Oh God, Marc," she panted, "I'm so close." He responded by plunging a third finger inside of her, stretching her walls like never before sending her spiralling over the edge. Maree's orgasm washed over her while she dug her nails into his back as a symphony of moans escaped from deep within her. As she came down from the euphoric high, Marc withdrew his fingers, admiring the evidence of her pleasure before bringing them to his lips and tasting her nectar. Maree, turned on even more fumbled with his belt, finally freeing his rock-hard cock from its confines. He was every bit as impressive as the photos had suggested, if not more so. She wrapped a hand around his shaft, marvelling at its girth and heat in her palm. He was so much bigger than anything she had fucked before and the thought of trying to put this in her mouth both scared and excited her. Maree didn’t blink as she ran her tongue along the shaft. He tasted so good. The tiny bit of precum coated the tip of her tongue as she reached the top. The mixture of salt and musk bringing a smile to her lips as she opened up to accept him. Her jaw hurt as she spread as far as she could. If this hurt her jaw so much, what would it do to her pussy. The very thought sent a gush over her. She so wanted this cock to stretch her. Marc gently cradled the back of Maree's head as she took him deeper into her mouth. She relaxed her throat, trying to accommodate his impressive size. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she bobbed up and down, savouring every inch of him. But it was just too much as she gagged and released him. Maree looked up at Marc. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "You're just so big." Marc smiled down at her tenderly. "Don't apologize. You're amazing," He pulled her up, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. As their tongues danced, he guided her towards the bed, laying her down. Marc's eyes roamed over her beautiful body as he positioned himself between her legs. Maree felt the tip of his cock tease her pussy. Torn between wanting it, needing it and the shear terror of having something that big take her. "Are you ready for me?" he asked, the tip of his cock teasing. Maree nodded "Yes. Yes, please," she breathed. Her back arched as the tip spread her apart. Her legs spread wider and moans of both pleasure and pain filled the room. Slowly, inch by delicious inch, Marc pushed into her. Maree gasped at the stretch. He paused, allowing her to adjust to his size. "You're so tight," he groaned, fighting the urge to thrust wildly. Maree didn’t respond. Lost in her own world as she came to grips with the emotions this cock was giving her. Eventually her hips started to move, silently begging for more. Marc obliged. He started with slow, deep strokes. Gradually, he increased his pace, watching her face as he took her. Marc smiled when he felt her walls relax. At the same time her moans turned to yells of pure pleasure. Maree wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper. Every thrust hit that perfect spot inside her. She clung to him, her nails raking down his back as the pleasure intensified. "Oh god, Marc! Fuck yes" she cried out. She had never screamed like this before. With each thrust she felt the new her grow. She wasn’t that shy little girl anymore. She wanted this. Wanted to be taken and fucked completely. She was his to do with her anything he wanted. Maree's world exploded in ecstasy as another orgasm ripped through her body. Her back arched off the bed, her inner walls clamping down on Marc's cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. She cried out his name, her voice hoarse with passion. Marc growled, feeling her tightness squeeze him. He picked up his pace, pounding into her with abandon. The headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust. "That's it, baby," he grunted. "Take all of me." Maree was lost in sensation, her body trembling as aftershocks of her orgasm continued to pulse through her. She'd never felt so full, so stretched, so utterly possessed by a lover before. In one swift motion, he flipped their positions, pressing Maree face into the mattress. She had never been so manhandled before. He lifted her up her waist as he positioned himself behind her. She offered no resistance as he thrust into her, another moan filling the air as his cock filled her aching pussy with one forceful push. Maree couldn't believe how wanton she had become, but she didn't care. She craved Marc's touch, his cock. “Harder” she yelled. Marc picked up the pace. Spurred on by the yells of joy coming from Maree's lips. He grabbed her hips and started forcing her back onto him, increasing the force. Maree was happy to take it all, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her wanting this to never stop. Marc's rhythm became erratic as he neared his own release. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Maree gasped as she felt his hot seed flooding her. His release triggered another intense orgasm for Maree. Her body shuddered and convulsed around him. She cried out his name over and over, her voice muffled by the pillow she was clutching. Maree collapsed onto the bed, her body spent. Marc spooned up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. They lay there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. Maree had a contented smile on her face. "That was amazing," she said softly.

31 January 2025

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TOPIC: DOGGY STYLE. Honestly, I feel like seeing & thanking the person that invented doggy style. It's sweet, it reaches the intestines. It helps penetrate deep into u, and u feel the scrotum touch ur outer hole, while he do u It's fast and reliable. Easy to do in any area of the house. It helps the shy ones to overcome shyness, cos you won't look at his face. It allows your man to play with ur nipples. It allows your man to play with your clit. It allows ur man to play and tap ur bum bum as he's doing you. It allows your man have a full view of ur bumbum, as he's doing you and ur booty is bouncing with the force of his thrust. It allows u to play with ur man's balls from under. It allows him to massage ur back. Even if you don't want to moan, this style will make you moan. In doing doggy, how u bend and position properly determines the amount of enjoyment. Don't be a boring babe on the bed. Learn to scream and moan. It makes him feel in charge. Tell him where u want to feel pleasured. CLASS DISMISSED WITH I WISH I HAD A PARTNER IN CRIME!!!

30 January 2025

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What Id like to do to you if I may. Where do I start. I’m turned on by you and want you. Lustful expression comes easy, I feel it, I crave it. I want to share it and make you feel my lust! I open the door, there you are, as I imagined, a beautiful open minded woman, eager, willing, insatiable. A cheeky glance, a playful grin. The rush has started! I’m drawn to you, I get closer, I grab your hips. I bring you towards me. I embrace you, my arms holding you close and tight, my lips drawn to yours. I gaze at you, eyes locked, hunger mounting. I go for your mouth, passionately kissing, wet tongues swirling, gently first, playful, then more intense. I grab your hair gently pull it to one side, arching your exposed neck for me to indulge. Pressing and sliding my tongue around your neck and throat. Then kissing it gently all over, I stare at you again. I want more, May l? My hands are wandering all over your body pressing you against me, feel my want for you. I can feel your hard nipples against my chest. I know they ache. You must strip and lay bare before me. I crave to see you as I want you to see me. Embrace once more feeling skin on skin feeling my hard cock against you. My wet mouth passionately kissing you down your body, closing in on your erect aching nipples, my wet tongue swirls around it. I blow my hot breath against the wetness only to make them ache so much more. I lick and suck them, flicker my tongue and repeatedly gently bite them. I’m so close to you that I feel a wetness dribbling down your leg and onto mine. I place my hand between your soft thighs. I feel you and cup your wet cunt dribbling on my finger tips. So glad, I want to share my fingers with you. Placing them in your mouth and pash you once more, tasting you. Both panting craving every touch, kiss, suck, fuck! Passion and lust grows I want to spread your legs before me, kiss your inner things, licking them, brushing may face and lips along your cunt. I love to tease and tease, feel my hot breath tormenting until you ache for it. Make you plead for it. Then release you, give it one long lick, then constant licks, tongue fucking your pussy feverishly. I must place my lips around your clit capturing it. Pushing down on it exposing that hard wet throbbing clit, for my wet tongue to flicker slow, fast, faster! I draw my head back and take a breath mmmmmm. Love to lick and suck on a beautiful cunt tasting every crevasse, passionately kissing and swirling my tongue around you like it’s another mouth. May I pleasure your buxom buttocks, my tongue does tend to wander, wanting lust and control may send me in all manner of directions. I Savour the taste of you, smell you, lick that arsehole and cunt till your squirt all over my face. Your hands grabbing my head grinding it against your wet slippery clit and cunt. I’d like that very much, gets me so hard! My cock is so stiff for you, slap it and springs back for you to play with. Straddle me on top of me and ride to your hearts content use me for your pleasure grind away on my hard cock. I dare not cum until you’ve squirted on my slippery cock multiple times. Or at the very least have your fun with me. Let me have you on your back, hover over you gaze at you rub my hard cock against your clit. Feel how wet you are on my tip of my hard cock. Slowly ease into you, all of me and slowly draw back out then in again. Hearing your moans makes me eagerly go on. Fuck that feels good! A constant rhythm develops don’t you just live hearing that slap of cunt and cock! Grab my arse draw me in deeper. Mmmmm yes animal instincts start to take over, let me pin your legs back and frenzy fuck that cunt like you know you want me too. Gush on that hard cock, feel that hot cum! I’m not done yet, turn you over doggy, slap that ass and pull that hair like riding reins and say how glad you said yes to me as I fuck you! good girl gone bad.

23 January 2025

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I LOVE MY JOB (BUTCHER'S WIFE) in the early 1980s I was working for a refrigerator company from home fridges to huge cool rooms . I had various regular customers some of which we're very nice to there regular trades men . Answering a call out one Saturday I arrived on site to find the cool room main fan had failed, so I explained to the butcher's wife and her mother in law that if I'm quick I can get a new one but we have a used one at the works. I returned after about a hour and got to work in the cool room, when the door opened and a voice asked ( cup o tea Mr fridge) o yes please was my reply. Motor fitted by time the tea and biscuits arrived, oh you spoil me I said, the reply was NOT YET. as I turned around I came face to face with the butcher's wife who grabbed me close and kissed me deeply, this lady new what she wanted as she started undoing my belt and jeans pulling my cock out with a ohh wow before deep throating me with first gulp . Just then her mother in law called for sausages which made us both laugh. Quickly wipes her mouth and carries a tray of sausage out of the cool room , I quickly pulled myself together and carried my tools and the tea and biscuits out of the room and switched on and tested. So I could feel my face glowing and the mother in law noticed that I was getting flushed. I said it's because I have been in the cold so long. They asked me if I could come back later to collect the cash what I agree to. I arrived back at the end of the day with all the shop closed up. Went in and called thru, out back came the answer, cuppa tea . Silly question I replied. Make sure the door is locked will you. So I checked the door, went through expecting to see them both but instead there was the butcher's wife in her blue and white apron and nothing else her large breasts visible on each side, well it's about time you got here laughing . Kissing me once more as I reached behind her squeezing her lovely ass , OHH THAT'S THE WAY she said bringing my hands up her back and round cupping her now heaving breasts, lifting her onto the table and leaning her backwards I lifted her legs and took her pussy in my mouth, she shuddered hard as I done this, grinding her crouch into my face with her hands on my head pulling me closer, I dropped my jeans and as I stood up I slipped my throbbing cock inside her hot wet pussy, she gasped loud as I slowly working back and forth getting deeper with every stroke , with a gasp she said ohh I'm coming I'm coming wrapping her legs around me pulling me all the way in making me fuck even harder all at once we both came at the same time filling her pussy with my full load we released and she slipped off the table and on to he knees so she could suck the last few drops of my cum from my cock , she stood up and we kissed deep once more, dressed and drank our now cold tea but we needed a drink . We had many more encounters over the course of 2 years or so until I moved companies but we had

21 January 2025

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SOCAL MEDIA HAS ITS USES About 5 years ago I was going through the normal social media when I came across a local lady that wasn't looking for but we clicked just a friendship began to evolved. After a while we decided to go for a meal which was fantastic evening, we took a walk after and I drove her home, we sat in her garden for a while just talked, after a while I felt I had outstayed my welcome so I decided to leave.. we got up from the chairs and headed for the gate, stopped at the gate and gave her a hug and she responded with a very strong hug back, all at once we was face to face and we began to kiss her hugging became rubbing and stroking my hands lifting her skirt and squeezing her fantastic ass she responded by rubbing and squeezing my cock through my trousers I in turn brought one hand around her front rubbing her clit through her panties, she was now getting very wet so I slipped my fingers inside still kissing as we were still at the gate. Let's go by the shed she said. Intercourse was not prepared for so I took it slow. Now at the side of the shed I continue to finger fuck my new best friend all at once she moans and a gushing orgasm covered her body making her legs tremble and turning to jelly holding her up we continue to kiss and keeping my fingers moving as she. gushed again, my shirt sleeve was soaking wet at this stage, put my fingers to my lips so to taste her. We agreed on not to take it any further at this stage. We kissed and hugged again and we parted much better friends. My cock was busting out of my trousers and made it very hard to drive but I knew leaving it there would lead to better things.

21 January 2025

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We decided to sneak out for a bush walk at Natural Bridge, there is something about the sports bra and gym pants you're wearing. I've been following you along this trail for the last 2 hours. I have the motions of your arse etched in my brain. You have the best arse. You stop at the bend and reach into your back pack for some water. I take that moment to brush the hair that escaped your pony tail away from your neck. I let my hand stay a bit longer than required. I've always loved playing in public places, this place felt private. We haven't seen another person for over an hour. I grab your hand and pull you out of sight of the trail. There are some trees rocks and a little grassy area, I push you up against the rock and move in for a deep kiss. I decide then and there. We're going to fuck. I want you. Your lips are salty from the sweat, your mouth is hot and your tongue is sweet. I tickle your exposed rib cage eliciting a moan from you. You're into this too, I can tell by your body language Your erect nipples are poking through your sports bra and my cock is so hard it's trying to bust out of my shorts. I lift up your sports bra to expose your perfect tits. Your nipples are hard, the way you are reacting I think I can get you off just by playing with them. I lick around your entire right nipple being careful to only let my tongue make contact. I can feel you trying to force it. When you've had enough I bite and slightly pull your erect nipple. Just as I'm doing this I slide my hand down the front of your pants. Your waxed pussy is already wet and accepts my probing finger willingly. As I slide it in I can feel you rock on my finger then I pull my finger back and circle your clit. Your wet enough that I can tell you're going to cum quickly. I want you to cum in my mouth. It's risky but I need to pull your pants off for full access I pull your pants and knickers down and lean you back, lift your right leg over my shoulder. Your left leg is all that supports you. I slide my tongue from the bottom of your pussy to the top and then stick my flat tongue as deep inside as I can get. The way your waxed pussy feels on my mouth makes me so hard. l keep my tongue in a rigid wide shape and lick slowly from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. So slowly it seems like time has stopped before I arrive at your clit. Your hands are pulling the back of my head into you harder, Trying to guide me. Once again I take my tongue and lick from the bottom to the top. I focus on your clit. Your body is quivering and you're moaning. After I finish my second long lick I slide two fingers inside you and curve them towards my face. You're so wet and tight. I can't wait to get inside you. My fingers are sliding in and out of your pussy. Your thrusting your hips onto my fingers. Once you're in a rhythm, I start to slightly suck on your clit, take the tip of my tongue and I lick just the top side of your clit while I suck, The effect hits you like a freight train. Your knee almost gives out, I can feel most of your weight on my shoulder and continue with the consistent lick, suck and slide. I can feel your pussy tightening, you're about to cum in my face. I can't wait to taste how sweet you are. Your juice is dripping off my chin and I suck up as much as I can Your breathing has stopped as all your muscles in your body contract at once. Your grip on my head is intense. Your pussy is clenching on my fingers making it feel like your trying to keep them there forever. You start to relax as I pull my fingers out and lick up what I can of your cum. I stand up and wipe off my face, I've got your pussy juice all over me and I love it. I lean in to kiss you, we kiss and you can taste yourself on my lips. Our tongues duel in each others mouths. I feel you rubbing my cock through my shorts I'm hard and ready as you slide your hand up and down. I pull back from our kiss and watch as you unbutton my shorts. You pull my jocks down and my cock flies free. The head is swollen and leaking precum already. You've got me in a bad way. You stroke me a few more times as I whisper, I need to fuck you, right now. I turn you around push on your shoulder as I pull on your hips. The effect pulls the arse I've been studying for the last 2 hour right to my cock. I slide the meaty head of my cock up and down through your crack, you're so wet my cock isn't going to have a problem sliding in. Inch by inch I slide into you. Slowly until my hips meet your arse. Your pussy is completely filled with my thick cock. You reach around and massage your clit as I pull almost all the way out of you, before sliding back in. My cock glides through your tight pussy like you were built for me. I feel each little ripple and wave inside your pussy. My long strokes are getting a bit shorter as I feel you tightening around my cock. You continue rubbing your clit being sure to put slight pressure on it each time I bottom out in you. After several strokes like this I can feel you losing control. I grip both of your hips with my strong hands. I'm pulling on your hips to give me leverage. My fingers are digging into your arse and hips with my intense grip. I'm so turned on my cock is swollen making it feel even deeper. My balls are tightening up to my body as I'm getting close to exploding deep inside you. I slap your arse one time fairly hard eliciting a loud Yelp from you then you moan you're as close to orgasm as I am. I grab a fistful of your hair and pull fairly hard. Your body is quivering as your pussy tightens as I continue sliding my big thick cock deep inside you as we both explode together.

20 January 2025

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It’s a hot summer day and we decide to steal a few hours together and head to the beach to cool in its dark waters. The beach is busy with all sorts of people, young and old, getting a break from their homes. Couples happy to sit and admire each other in their near nakedness and enjoying the scenery of closeness to other near nakedness… and singles dreaming of being a couple or admiring the generous mounts of scenery. As we join the throng of sun worshippers I cannot ignore the eyes which follow you, your bikini drawn to its skimpiest highlights the ripeness of your breasts and the roundness of your womanly buttocks. I notice your nipples begin to rise as you enjoy the many eyes that delight in your beauty and the me and women who lust for you and it excites me too to be with a sensual beauty so desired. We spend time in the sand enjoying the sun that beats down on us as we talk in whispers to each other more as a way to allow our bodies to touch than to keep our conversation secret from those around us. I take you by the hand and lead you into the sea and we dive through the crashing waves until we are away from most where the water laps at our shoulders and the waves take us under only to release us in the trough once passed. Our bodies are close, and I cannot ignore the sight of your erect nipples through the wet fabric which hugs your breasts and I move closer to feel them on my chest as your eyes smile teasingly into mine. Your legs raise to wrap around my waist like a boat moored to a jetty you are kept from drifting away by my body planted firmly against the waves and my yearning hips tingle with desires. I feel your honeypot rub against my straining manhood and you laugh as we try to make this rising sensual scene invisible to prying eyes from the shore. You come close to me sliding my manhood from its confines and slip it under your bikini. I am within the warmth of your wet honeypot as you float moored to my post in plain sight of thousands and you laugh with a devilish grin on your face as you move your hips to milk me and I too loose my inhibitions to the sensual and erotic scene we are living. We sway gently in plain sight and thrill at the thought of being watched and approved of, your excitement is matched by your juices running freely over my thrusting manhood and my seed rushes forth to join it. I watch you floating on my post and as our orgasms crash upon us so does the waves that flush us clear of each other, spent but not sated

19 January 2025

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The first couple i had played with i was about 23 and they were in there late 40’s he was a bodybuilder and she was a dancer that had traveled around the world with her job … we had dinner the husband and i talked business while the wife and i talked science, spiritually and scripture… it was getting late so i had assumed it was a meet and greet and id be heading off soon . Then out of nowhere they had invited into their garage that had been set up like a red room .. and the ground was covered in foam matting with couch , massage table and swing There was an X taped on the ground and they had asked me to stand there while she got ready … me being young and naive… i had no idea what was going on then it happened… she came in dressed in pink lace … and i kid you not A scimitar ( sword ) balanced on her head some music was played and she was able to do the splits and stand back up without using her arms while balancing the sword she the came over to me and shoved a carrot in my mouth … and told me to stay still I did what i was told and she took a big swing and sliced the carrot …… i did not even flinch.. she then asked if she could go again … and the adrenaline rush answered before I thought and i replied “ yes” she did it again and there was only an inch of play left on that carrot.. apparently that was like a test they have to see who they wanted to stay they night ( this house was a mansion BTW ) We then went all night having the most intense 3 way (strait) we didn’t sleep and i left at 11 am the next morning…

14 January 2025

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She is the one you walk past without noticing or looking back. She wasn’t always. At one point in time, you would have at least noticed her. Then you would have weighed up if she was worth pursuing. Maybe you would have bought her a drink, asked her on a date or had a winning combination of intellect and looks, so taken her home. She has now lost her my ‘come fuck me’ gaze because she knows it no longer had the power it once had. You notice her at the bar ordering a drink and feeling quite uneasy about this new adventure. You are not too young and on the hunt for a pulse or a ‘last drinks’ lady. You want something that is interesting, but also a woman you have to work for. A woman you need experience and talent to please. A woman who has been there and done that, on many fronts, many years ago. A woman who is looking to try again but is not interested in a relationship. A woman who wants to know her worth again and has a pretty open and unfiltered view as to what this may look like. You see her sitting there and something about her strikes you. You raise a topic of personal interest to you- Renee Descartes and philosophy, Khe Sanh and the importance of military families, bisexuality and performance for power play, Irish heritage with the strong desire for a drink or even straight laced monogamy with a high earning potential kicker. Each one has won her in the past and none of them will again. It is the passion she is looking for. Someone who can open her eyes to a new way of being, thinking and feeling. You know you can do this for her and in return, she will be yours for one evening only. You know you opportunity, to live in her book as someone who proved to her she was worthy again and to yourself that, you can please the most experienced. If you can’t, never fear. It was one evening only.

12 January 2025

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I'm on my knees in front of you, gazing up at your hard cock. My mouth is watering at the thought of having you inside it. I wet my lips with my tongue, then open my mouth ready for you. You slide your cock between my lips and slowly plunge toward the back of my thought holding my gaze the entire time. My eyes fill with water as you hit the back of my throat, my throat tightening as I gag around your cock. You smile, "Good Girl, swallow it down" you say. You lay down on the bed and beckon me to follow, the smile on your face as I willingly approach makes my pussy clench in anticipation. When I reach the side of the bed your big hand reaches out for my pussy and you slide it between my legs. I moan with pleasure as you start to gently stroke, all the way from the front to the back, circling my clit at one end and my arse at the other. Spreading my wetness all around. My breathing becomes more rapid, you smile at me and pull me towards you. I spread my legs and gently lower myself into your cock, my wet pussy clenching around it. I ride your cock for a little while, enjoying the feeling of fullness in my pussy as it stretches to accommodate your girth. I slowly pull off your cock and line the head up with my arsehole. Gently rolling the head around the edge, slowly sliding it in. I moan as it stretches, slowly sliding it in and out taking more each time until finally I'm seated fully on your cock, I rock my hips forward and back slowly loosing control as my orgasm sweeps over me and my pussy begins to gush all over the base of your cock and running down your balls and arse. Soaking into the mattress. You grab my waist and pull me sideways until our positions are reversed and you're in control, pumping your hard cock into me. My mind is blown, my body is filled with pleasure as I roll from one orgasm to another, under your total power and control.

11 January 2025

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I'm home alone at night asleep, I become aware that I am awake and feeling horny, I become aware that there are hands all over my body, stroking me, touching me, just feather light but they are touching my arms and legs at the same times on both sides, so I know there is more than one person touching me. I realise that even if I open my eyes I can't see. I must be blindfolded. The room is silent but I can hear movements and breathing. I move, trying to touch one of the hands that are touching me and my hand is moved back to the mattress beside me. The touching and stroking continues. I become aware that I can smell the scent of coconut oil and masculine cologne, my heart is pounding now, my mind is racing with ideas of who this could be. A hand is circling my breast, sweeping broad strokes, another is sliding down between my thighs, not quite touching my pussy, just nearly, such a tease. I squirm and try to get the hand a little closer, slowly the hand sweeps over my mound then firmly presses on it, fingers between my legs, but not between my pussy lips, there is a hand on my throat and it sweeps up my neck and the fingers start to touch my lips. I open my lips and a finger slides in. “Ahhh”, I hear a male voice say. The hand on my mound is starting to press and circle, rubbing my mound slowly, so that my clit, still covered by my pussy lips is being rubbed by it's own pussy lips. I'm trying to work out from the smells who is here and how many people are touching me, are they all men or are there women as well and how many of them are there. I can't tell. The fingers in my mouth are getting more persistent, in time with my growing need, and my clit is throbbing, my pussy feels empty, but my clit is demanding more and more of the same, my hips are thrusting my mound into the hand that is firmly rubbing it. Suddenly I am shuddering and cumming and as I do that the hand on my mound slips down between my pussy lips and slowly into my pussy. My pussy is still convulsing from my orgasm and the finger that has slipped inside is making it last longer, then I feel another finger slip inside, but it's from a different angle, is it another hand on the same person or someone else? My mind is a blur, the fingers in my mouth slowly pull out, as I relax and breath deeply enjoying the coming down feeling after my orgasm. I smell the heady scent of my own pussy, there are fingers on my lips, rubbing around my lips and I realise that they are wet from being in my pussy. I greedily suck them into my mouth, sucking my pussy juice from them. I'm so busy with the fingers in my mouth I don't notice that a cock is nudging at my pussy entrance. As cock at my pussy entrance is nudging in I gasp, as I realise how thick it is, I try to move my hands to touch it, but my hand is caught and firmly placed back on the mattress beside me. My thighs are being held open now, my legs are being spread to make way for the cock, I’m being laid open for a cock, I don’t even know who owns the cock, only that it’s thick. I can feel the cock pressing and sliding it's way into my pussy, it's being inserted so slowly it's driving me insane, I feel like I’m going to cum again, and it's not even fully in yet. The hands on my breasts are kneading and stroking, insistent, but not rough, I'm holding my breath, waiting to feel the cock as it hits against my cervix. Just as it reaches my cervix and I feel that tingle of pleasure and pain from my inner most core I realise it's slowly making it's way back out again, I can hear myself moaning, a long drawn out moan. This is so slow it's going to make me cum, I'm trying to move, to follow the cock, but the hands on my thighs are holding me firmly, firmly open and available for the thick cock. I feel like I’m a human sacrifice, being held open for this cock. As the cock is slowly sliding out for the fourth time, I can’t hold on any more, and I can feel my body rushing towards orgasm. My cum is gushing out of me. “Good Girl” says my husbands voice. “Cum all over that lovely thick cock like the good little cock whore you are.” He says. My pussy is clenching and the cock is now trying to thrust back inside but unable to due to the orgasm that is still wracking my body. The cock slides up and over my clit. The orgasm, which was subsiding is now building again. I gasp, the gasp turns into a deep groan as I start to cum harder again, relentlessly. The cock rubs around my clit a few times as my orgasm rips through me, my cum gushing out. Slowly it starts to subside and the cock slides back into my pussy, this time reaching my cervix faster. Now the cock is thrusting into me, hitting my cervix mercilessly, I’m gasping and groaning, holding my breath, trying to hold on. Suddenly an orgasm rips through me, intense and powerful, I scream out, gritting my teeth as I feel like I’m being torn apart by my own pussy. “Good Girl” comes my husbands voice, close to my ear again, I can hear his breathing strong and heavy, he’s panting, he’s so turned on by what he’s watching. Watching being done to me, by others, if he's the one at my ear...I can feel a velvety soft rock hard cock now, sliding over my lips, begging entry, I part my lips and greedily take the cock into my mouth. The cock in my pussy has slowed down again and is not thrusting quite so forcefully into my cervix. I can breathe and think again. The cock in my mouth is thrusting in further and further, I open my throat and allow it to slide past my uvula. I can smell my husbands musky scent as his balls reach my nose. I feel the pleasure of knowing his cock is in my throat flow through me. The thick cock inside my pussy has started to speed up again, and I feel the intensity of his thrusting and know he’s about to fill me with his cum. “Ahhh… yes… fuck yes” I hear an unknown male voice groan out as his cock pulses and thrusts inside my pussy. My husband’s cock is withdrawn from my mouth and for a moment all I can feel are the hands on my thighs holding my legs open. As my pussy throbs and tingles. I can hear men’s voices, all talking about how good my pussy looks with cum dripping from it. I can hear them talking about photos and know that they are taking pictures of my red swollen pussy, with cum leaking out of it. I can feel fingers now, stroking my pussy and my arse, slowly the cum is being spread around, everywhere including my arsehole, my pussy clenches with excitement as a finger slowly slides into my arse. I gasp as I feel myself being lifted off the bed and then laid back down on a hard body, I put my hands out to grip his hips that are just below mine. His hands dig into my hips, holding me steady and I can feel his cock nudging at my arsehole. “OMG” I slowly groan, the feeling of a cock in my arse, after my pussy has been stretched and I’ve cum so hard, it’s almost too much. The cock starts to thrust in and out, with a regular speed, that drives me wild. I try to focus on not allowing myself to cum, OMG it’s so hard not to cum with the cock filling my arse. Another cock is now nudging at my pussy entrance and I take in a deep breath as it slowly slides in. OMG the feeling of fullness, I’m not going to be able to hold on much longer, slowly the two cocks now begin to thrust one at a time, in and out. “It’s too much… I’m going to cum” I cry out. “Hold on” says my husbands voice firmly “We aren’t done with your holes yet”. I try to control my breathing, I try to focus on other things, it’s too hard, my breathing is now coming in short pants. My heart is beating out of my chest. My pussy is throbbing. Suddenly I can’t hold out any longer and I can feel my pussy starting to pulse as my cum starts to gush out of me. My pussy is clenching on the cock inside it so hard, the cock has stopped moving lest it be pushed out, but I can also feel it pulsing as it starts to cum inside me. I can hear the breathing in my ear of the man underneath me as he starts his own climax, filling my arsehole with cum. My mind is blank, I can hear giggling and know it’s me, know that I am euphoric, and my entire body is made of jelly. My thighs are still held open, I imagine what my husband is going to be looking at and know that he will be the one who has come in my pussy so that he is in the perfect position to see the cum pouring from both my holes and I lay unable to move. I can feel hands all over my body again now and all the voices are telling me what a good girl I am. The hands are stroking me, rubbing me. Later they help me into the shower, I am still blindfolded, I can feel hands and facecloths all over my body as they clean me. Telling me how much fun they all had and what a good girl I was to be their little fucktoy. "What a good little whore you are" says my husband’s voice as they lead me back to the bed. "Lay there while we have some drinks, we will be back for round 2 soon". I hear their footsteps walking away as I start to slip into a satisfied sleep.

11 January 2025

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