The cuckold couple from the BDSM site stand out in Stefano's mind. She is forty, slim, tight body, large tits with huge nipples and a soft yielding cunt. He is a big guy that likes to watch. They tell Stefano that she likes to be seduced and that Stefano is not to rush things. Contradicting themselves, they also say that Stefano should force her to suck his cock and do it without ceremony. The moment they arrive Stefano grabs her by the hair and drags her to the bedroom, pushes her to the floor and stuffs his not quite hard cock into her mouth. Hubby is delighted. "Wow, this is really something " he keeps repeating. Stefano forces her to strip, onto her belly, arms dragged behind her back. Unceremoniously he commences to ream her cunt. Hubby is close by watching in fascination at Stefano's cock pistoning in and out of his wife. Hubby tries to spank wifey but only gets a growl from her and a demand not to interfere. After he blows onto her arse, hubby rushes over and rubs it into her cunt. Wifey then turns and grabs Stefano's still hard cock. "It's so long, look Frank, it's much longer than yours" she says mockingly. No comment from Frank, just a glum look. "Fuck my arse please Sir" she says. Poor Frank is forced to put his face near Stefano's cock as it slides into wifey's lubricated arsehole. Stefano takes his time, dragging wifey up from lying into a doggy position, so he can feel her magnificent tits. "Dont cum in my arse, I want it in my mouth" she gasps as her punishes her arse. Stefano feels the moment arriving, and pulls out. Wifey realises the moment has come and slides around to swallow Stefano's about to cum cock. Stefano fills her mouth. Wifey rolls the cum around then beckons Frank over with a hand motion. She grabs his head and kisses him, passing some cum into his mouth. Grimacing, Frank thanks wifey. Stefano is amazed. He has done a snowball before but had never seen a cuck forced to swallow his cum from his wife taken from Stefano's cock after it's been in her arse. Stefano thinks he would like to see these two again. Online Frank expressed disappointment at Stefano's failure to seduce wifey. What the fuck, that's not what they wanted.

17 September 2019

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The time had been set, all details exchanged. She packed the car for the journey checking that she had everything she needed. Travelling for a playdate had its logistical issues. She had woken that morning, feeling like a champagne bottle about to pop. There had been weeks and weeks of texts and photos and videos. Many discussions around experience and expectations. Hard limits, soft limits. She was a bundle of nerves as she bathed and prepared for what she knew would be one of her greatest memories. She knew, there would never be another first time like this. This was going to be her first real scene play. Heading off on the highway she battled her mind in the car on her own. 3.5hours of major anticipation, knowing what lay ahead for her but not really comprehending it. By the time she arrived at the address she was really getting nervous and aching between her legs. She texted him, 13 minutes early. She hated being late. At the same time he texted her asking if she was going to be on time. She laughed, and then almost died as her stomach tied in knots as she read his text telling her she was a bad girl, that being early was worse than being late. She knew what that meant they'd talked about it. She would receive the cane tonight. At the assigned time he instructed her to get her stuff and walk to the door. She took a deep breath, her heart racing. She let the fear that had made her pussy throb and ache drive her and did as she was told. She stood at the door with suitcase and bag, he made her wait a few moments before she heard the clunk of the key hit the footpath. She jumped a little. And smiled as the text arrived telling her to use it and come up the top of the stairs. She almost felt like she was in a dream. This wasnt what she expected. She did as she was told. The anticipation she felt, the adrenalin raged as she headed up the stairs. She didnt think her legs could carry her, they were shaking by the time she got to the top floor. When she arrived there in front of his door was a beautiful pink envelope. She put her stuff down and picked it up to read in the most delightful cursive writting... 'M..Ch....ly, Inside this envelope is your blindfold, put it on and when you are ready knock on sirs door' Hands shaking, heart racing and pussy dribbling she did as she was told. Shut her eyes and pulled the blindfold down. Knock, knock, knock..... Yep. That's where I'm ending it. A tidbit of my crazy mind and body. I love it. And I own it with grace and beauty.

11 September 2019

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I had been chatting to a guy on another site, he wanted me to use and Dominate him (be my slut as he put it). One day we are chatting and it seems different, less slutty more inquisitive and more about the domination and how I would do it. Then a question came up about anal sex, wait this guy gets fucked regularly he would not need to ask that question. Concerned that this maybe one of his kids I demanded WHO is this, the reply surprised me, I'm his wife, OK say good bye now, stay, what do I do? Hang on she was discussing it with me and was desiring to know more, how can I help you? Use me like you use him was the reply, a little taken back (but excited at the same time) you know he gets used, yes he is a cock slut, I have been reading his chatting for ages. Well I have not met your husband and have not fucked him. A little surprised she asked if I would really use him the way I discribed in the chatting? Well yes that is how I would use him, she paused for what seemed like ages then she said that's how I desire to be controlled and taken, well Ok let's discuss this. We chatted for quite a while and decided to meet. A few days later I arrived at her house in the inner suburbs, knock on the door and she answers almost immediately, she is dressed just how I instructed her long flowing red hair loose and down a white see through top tied at the waste, her slim tight body poured into a pair of wrangler jeans and stilettos. She was not a stunning woman nice looking, small in stature even in the stilettos, she oozed sex appeal and those green eyes, they just drew you in. I leaned in and greeted her with a kiss, she immediately met me with passion and desire pushing her tongue down my throat and pushing each her body hard to me. Control yourself I thought, breaking away I demanded are you really wanting it as we discussed, she looked down to my feet and said yes Sir, almost like an innocent school girl. Then go to the lounge room now, as she walked to the lounge room I knew she was a very sensual woman, the way she walked and the way she held herself, excuse the expression but sex on legs, she was hot. Once in the lounge room I told her to put on some music and show me the real her. She put on Devinles, and began her dance slowly and very sexy I must say, with Chrissie singing I touch myself, and that she did. Running. Her hands over her small but firm breasts her pink nipples hard against the see through white top, which she quickly removes and drops to the floor. Her lightly freckled very white skin, is a stark contrast to her flaming red hair which flows somehow sensual every time she sways her hips, her hard pink nipples beacon as she dances toward me. She puts her stiletto between my legs and signals for me to remove for her, first one then the other I unstrap and she turns her back to me and steps from them. Her hips sway as she as she backs toward me and as Chrissie is moaning in the back ground she peels her wrangles from that sexy arse and exposes her freshly waxed pussy to me. Yours Sir she states and pushes her pussy to my face I lean in and taste her wetness, immediately she moans and her knees go weak (wow she is so horny). Mm she is a natural red head, I take in the beautiful taste and smell then slap her arse hard and again she moans, not like it hurt sexual erotic moan, I stand, pull her red locks and she stands straight, her face looks up at me with passion. She is tiny about 5' her green eyes staring into mine with desire, leaning in I whisper have you done as I requested, yes Sir, lead the way and slap her arse hard again as she walks off moaning with lust. She leads me to the bathroom, it's steamy the bath is full of hot water, scented candles burn just how I requested. Good girl I state as I lean in and kiss her sliding my tongue down her throat and twisting her nipples hard, she almost falls to the floor as groans in pleasure, such sensitive nipples. I pick her up hold her in my arms for a moment then place her in the hot bath. Taking a dry hard flannel I rub it over her neck shoulders, chest with slow firm strokes, then slowly down over her hard delicious pink nipples, sighing with delight she moans as I rub the rough flannel over one nipple and twist the other her body shuddering involuntarily and she reaches for her womanhood. Stopping her, you are not allowed to cum yet, she groans almost as if in pain anda disappointed look comes across that pretty little face. I pour some erotic sensual oils laced with aphrodisiac's in the bath and tell her to soak herself till I am ready for her. Leaving her to soak and calm down in the bathroom, I wonder the house looking for implements to use for her Domination. You see I have a panchent for using everyday items that are in the home as my play implements, I gather some items as I wonder through till I have a collection. Returning to the bath she has now calmed and is relaxed, get out of the bath, she rises from the warm liquid into the cool air and goose bumps appear all over her, as I walk to her those luscious pink nipples go hard, I grab them and twist them hard, she winces but moans aloud. I start to dry that sexy body with the roughest towel I could find in the closet, rubbing it hard over her soft pale white skin, with each harsh stroke it turns a lovely shade of pink. I rub her all over except for her nipples and beautiful pussy, once all dry and pink all over I look deep into her eyes and harshly rub the towel over her hard nipples, the look of lust in her eyes as the roll back with lust is priceless. I work my way gradually down her flat tight stomach till I reach that lovely mound just covered by a strip of flaming red, I run the towel over her bald lips and her knees buckle. Taking her weight I furiously rub her pussy pushing deep and hard against her clit as she grabs me for support, she screams, DO NOT cum, she growls with disappointment as I stop. Put this g string on and these stilettos, she looks at me with total bewilderment and defiance hands on her hips, DO IT NOW, she looks at me and realises she has pushed her luck, quickly almost involuntarily she whispers "yes Sir". Dressed as I desire, I lead her the lounge room, the house is in full darkness. I guide her to the middle of the lounge room, turn on the lights, she sees the the items piled on the floor and has an inquisitive look on her face. I grab her wrists and tie them together with her scarf, I raise them over her head and tie them to the ceiling fan with her husbands tie. Turning the lights on the ceiling fan to focus just on her, admiring her sexy body. I grab the broom handle that I have removed the head from and slide it under the heels of her stilettos, I force her legs wide apart then bind her feet and stilettos to the broom using more of her husbands ties. I then grab her nipples and twist them, growing between my fingers I slide a peg (one of the old style round wooden pegs with just a split in the middle) over one nipple, she groans with pleasure and pain, then the other. I sit back on the lounge (which I have moved close to her) and take in her beauty bound and ready for me, she is so sexy and ready for me as I notice her glistening wetness running down her legs. Leaning to her I ask her what she desires? you she whispers, in a raised tone, what do you really want? Looking at me she again whispers you Sir. I can see she needs some encouragement walking behind her I spank her arse hard with her wooden spatula, once twice three times, she moans and groans but not with pain it's total pleasure. Again I ask and get the same response, she loves that to much. I grab her mobile phone slide it down the front of her g string and sit hard against her wet pussy, she looks down and looks at me with total bewilderment. I sit on the lounge and ask her what does she desire, You Sir she says with defiance in her voice. I grab my phone and call her, the phone set to silent and vibrate, she looks at me with total surprise, she wiggles under the pressure on her clit. I call her several times and she is sighing and moaning with pleasure, what do you desire? " to be used Siir". Used how, she just looks at me, I call her again, moaning she screams "like a slut". I walk to her, twist and flick the pegs on her nipples, what do you need slut? Groaning load "fucked like my husband takes it". I redial her and twist and pull the pegs hard, what do you want? Screaming (I am sure the neighbours heard) "an anal slut", she looks deep into my eyes and whispers, please make me your anal slut Sir. She sighed as the words left her lips, almost as if she had given up control and totally submitted to her need. I moved to her taking in her essence as I kiss her deep hard and she passionately meets my tongue with hers, who are you I demand "your slut Sir". I remove the pegs as I run my tongue over her neck down to her small breasts where I circle her firm nipples, then take one then the other between my lips and suck them, I suck each breast deep into my mouth andI flick my tongue over those luscious nipples. I gently bite a nipple and a sharp moan escapes her lips, then I bite the other nipple hard "fuck" she screams. Knowing she is letting go of the shy lady and becoming my slut, I run my tongue down her stomach. Running my tongue around her belly button lingering there her arse starts to wiggle as her soft moans, grow louder, down I lick till I reach her mound. I take her erotic scent in as I lick her, making sure not to touch her sexy womanhood, licking down her legs I taste her engrossing flavour and I devour her wonderful juices, heaven. Looking up at her pretty face as her wide green eyes drink in the sight, I force her sopping wet G string down then without hesitation I drive my tongue into her "fuck" "oh fuck me" the swearing becomes her only vocabulary between her moans. Pulling away, "do not cum slut" "arsehole" she screams. I slap her clit hard, her knees buckle (lucky the fan is secure) " do not call me anything but Sir, slut. Yes Sir she whispers I go back to my attention on her sexy pussy and devour her, her clit already hard Ii take it between my lips suck it in as I run my teeth gently over this nub as she screams and swears obscenities. Making sure not to take her over the edge I stand, look at this beautiful sub as she still swears and curses, the lady has gone and whore has taken possession of her soul. I strip naked my hard on now obvious to her she sighs "fuck this slut please SIR. I grab a condom from the lounge and slide it over my cock as she watches my hand run over my shaft, groaning loud I realise she is very turned on by this. Reaching for the lube I fill my hand and wrap it around and slowly stroke my hard cock, the swearing starts again through her moans (she loves to watch, put that in the memory banks). Stroking harder and faster while she gazes on my throbbing hardness "please fuck my slut arse Sir". Disappearing behind her she lets a sensual "yes" escape her lips, I let my hand wonder over her sexy little arse massaging her then rubbing some lube between her cheeks. Dropping to my knees I force my tongue into her slut hole, she sighs "yes fuck yes" lubing her with my tongue she forces her arse hard on my tongue, the obscenities start again, as she starts to tremble. I stand behind her pull her hair hard and look down into her eyes with lust, ready slut. She loudly moaned "please Sir fuck me" fuck who? "your dirty fucking slut Sir" (was not expecting that but loved it). I put my hands on the back of her thighs and lift, her body falls back to my chest as her legs bend and she leaves the ground. I lift her above my throbbing hard cock and sit her on my hard lubed head, she groans as my hard cock pushes against her tightness. I am gentle and slow with her as its her first time, all of a sudden she is wiggling her stomach muscles and screaming " fuck my fucking arse FUCK YOU" she is forcing herself down hard on my cock. I grab her hips and force her down the full length of my cock, screaming full on obscenities, she starts to shudder, her swearing turns to inaudible moans and groans as she cums. She goes limp in my arms and I lift her from the fan, lay her on the lounge and remove her binds. I gently massage her body till she regains her composure' looking into my eyes she kisses me and with her lady voice back again, "thank you Sir". I needed that so bad Sir, I know, I have one question for you, "anything Sir" you said this was your first time? Yes it was Sir, I have never had a first timer take me so easy or cum so fast, she blushes, turns a lovely shade of red and explains that she rides her vibrator regularly as she reads her husbands messages. Sir I loved your stories, that is why I contacted you, I though you were fucking him, that's why I need you and you are my first real cock. With that she looks at my cock removes the condom and swallows me full length. Sucking me deep and hard, my cock grows rock hard instantly, lifting her to me we kiss as I lift her over my cock and slide deep in her extremely wet very tight pussy. She wraps her legs around me as she slams down my full length, as I carry her to the bedroom where we make love. Sir l'amante.

22 June 2019

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What would you do for me? Recently I read a lovely post about 'what I like' and it stirred something in me. What would you do for me? Would you let me lean into you so I can feel your body against mine? Would you hold me and pull me in close so I can hear your heart beating? Would you run your fingers softly over my skin so I shiver in delight? Would you explore dark desires and fantasies with me and see where we go? Would you cuff me, tie me, fuck me, and then do it all again? Would you hold me in your gaze and make me shiver in anticipation at what you're thinking of doing next? Would you always hold our space in safety allowing this kitten to experience the awe of surrender to you? Would you gently correct this soft, purring kitten...sometimes stroking, sometimes a little harder - she will tease and arouse you, but seeking your strength and control. Would you take me to the edge of my limits and help me explore all of my possibilities? Would you respect my limits? Would you let me arouse and excite you? Would you play with me without expectations of sex all the time? Would you fuck me like there's no tomorrow? Would you show me consistency in actions and words? Would you run your hands along my body, gently, but with a sense of ownership? Would you fuck me hard, slowly, gently, mindfully, and always consensually? Would you let me fuck you, hard, slowly, gently, mindfully and always consensually? Would you let me be me? What would you do for me?

21 June 2019

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I had been a submissive with ever more disgusting fantasises for several years now and had acted out a fair few of them over that time. I was a manly, muscular lad who everyone looked up to and would think was the textbook "normal man". I held a professional job, steady girlfriend and a good standard of living, to the outside world, the perfect existence. Behind closed doors i had harboured a strong, submissive streak which i could simply never satisfy and a desire to be controlled and humiliated that just grew day by day. I love to serve Dominant women and adore total degradation, shame and denial. One of my favourite things to do as a sub was to lick out Dominant women with no pleasure in return and often locked away in my pink CB2000 chastity device and dressed in stockings or some humiliating girly underwear. I had met a beautiful black Domme in her early 20's who was only a few miles away from me and adored queening and face sitting pretty white boys. I had attended her flat on numerous occasions, often wearing sissy underwear which she had insisted on and often in my chastity device to ensure i had no pleasure. She was a BBW Domme and loved to have me on my knees lapping her sweaty pussy and tounging her big, beautiful ass till she came in my face over and over. Often then i would be sent home or sometime fucked up the arse with her dildo or made to drink her piss before i left, denied. On one occasion she had made me wank into a bowl and had then proceeded to spit in the cum, piss into it and have me drink the contents in front of her and lick the bowl clean... she was truly a cruel but adorable Mistress. Being in my late 30's i really enjoy serving a younger Domme and adore the added humiliation that it brings to the situation. Anyway, i digress.... back to the story..... The Empress made contact with me on a mundane Tuesday evening and i was excited to see her initiate the messenger contact and inform me i was required on Friday evening to attend to her needs as her slut. I was told to bring my chastity belt, a new lock, sealed in the packet with keys and a bag containing full sissy underwear, stockings, suspenders, basque and panties. Needless to say i was super excited and jumped at the chance to serve her. She informed me thati would be required for quite a while and it would be in my interests to tell my girlfriend i may not be home that evening but staying over at a friends. I set things up with the other half and the scene was set! I had a free pass for the night and a Mistress to worship! Result! I squirreled my sissy undies and CB into my car ahead of the big night and hid them under the spare wheel in the boot. Friday rolled around and i went and showered and prepared to visit Empress for some serious pussy and ass worship. I kissed the girlfriend goodbye and agreed to be back early in the morning. I hurried to the car and texted Empress enroute to tell her i would be there in about 15 minutes. She replied and said just bring your stuff and tap the door twice on arrival. I arrived outside and my heart was pounding in anticipation as i knew Empress could spring the odd surprise on me and i never quite knew exactly what she had in mind! I gathered my bag and walked to the door where i knocked twice as per her orders. The Empress opened the door and simply turned away and walked off indicating i should follow. I was led to the centre of the lounge where she simply said "strip". She sat on the sofa and watched as i took off all my clothes until i stood naked before her. She then rose, took the bag i had brought with me and disappeared into her bedroom. She came back a few moments later and told me to go to the room and put on everything she had laid out for me, kneel and wait. I said "yes Empress" and scurried off to the bedroom. When i was in the room i could see there was a lot of stuff laid out for me which included the following... Basque, stockings, suspenders and panties, the CB 2000, a full maids outfit, some 6" high heels, a hood with no eye holes and some bright red lipstick. I dressed quickly understanding what was required of me into my sissy outfit and applied my lippy before kneeling on the bedroom floor to await Empresses next move. She left me there for what seemed like an eternity as i knelt hooded and blind to the world around me.. I sensed the door open before i heard it and was lifted roughly to my feet and led blind out of the room bumping into the door frame as i was ushered through.. Empress led me down the hallway of her flat and stood me against the wall behind the front door. I couldn't see but i could sense the light filtering through the glass panel into my hood and knew where i was. Again i was left there and cuffed to the rear for good measure as well as having my ankles tied firmly together to ensure i stayed put. SO there i was.... fully feminised as a slut maid, hooded and bound behind the front door of my young Domme, i was just glad the glass was frosted and no passers by would be able to see me in this state. I heard Empress chatting on her mobile but couldn't make out what was being said, she was giggling and clearly enjoying the tone of her conversation. 45 minutes later i was still stood at the door in my sissy attire when the door knocked... My heart jumped and missed at least 3 beats in pure terror.. Who the FUCK was it? and more importantly i couldn't be seen or caught like this, i'd be a laughing stock! To my horror i heard Empress pass me and open the door in front of me... I was immediately aware of two ladies now giggling at me and the door closing. "Sissy, this is my friend, Saskia, say hello Mistress Sakia you slut" I couldn't see a thing but uttered the words as commanded. The girls passed me and i heard the door close to the lounge.. I knew at this very moment i had fucked up and was out of my depth... this smelt of trouble... About 20 mins passed before Empress came and untied my ankles. She led me to the lounge and told me to stand in the centre of the room. I felt her begin to write on my chest in what felt like a felt tip and giggling to her friend who i could sense watching from the sofa... She wrote quite a lot on my body and i presumed i was being humiliated with embarrassing logos and signs.. When she had finished there was a short pause and i was left alone. Suddenly, without warning my hood was torn off my head and i was faced with the flash of a camera held by Mistress Saskia who was now taking photos of me stood femmed in the middle of the room. I panicked slightly and tried to turn my face away from the lens, only to have Empress grab my head from behind and point it back at the still clicking camera. "gotcha" said Saskia and Empress giggled... "take a look" she said as she opened up the image on the camera and shoved it under my nose... FUCK.... it took a few seconds to register but written over my chest was my full name, home address and home phone number! Below it was my girlfriends mobile number and the word, "blackmailed".... Saskia was sat flicking through my wallet and tutting... "careless sissy, very careless, fancy leaving your driving licence and your mobile in your jeans... fucking silly sissy whore to be".... The gravity of the situation was beginning to dawn on me now and i felt sick in fear of my current position.. Empress spoke.... "Let me explain what is going on here slut as i can imagine you are curious... you have been fucked over, by me and my able assistant Mistress Saskia... We have all your personal details from the documents and cards left in your wallet and we have every mobile number from your phone downloaded onto the PC should we require them in the future. In essence we have all the evidence we need to ruin your life in ways you can only ever wake up screaming about... get it whore?" I nodded and murmured a "yes Empress" "From now on you are an owned sissy slut with no choices, no options and no way of escape. You will comply with every command from this moment onwards or i will mail your pictures via text to every single contact on your phone, slut" My knees began to weaken realising that this was the real deal.. i had indeed been fucked over and my fantasy of being blackmailed by an evil black Domme was about to become a daunting reality... "I want you to know sissy that when you lift your prissy little skirt for your first client to fuck you up the ass, it's because you have NO choice and because you are MY property" There was now no doubt of what they intended for my future plans... i was to be whored out to any paying client who wanted to abuse a sissy slut for their financial benefit and my shame... This was it.... i was 100% well and truly fucked.... "For the next 12hrs slut we are going to abuse you, degrade you, shame you and there's not a fucking thing you can do about it" Empess said. She was right, on all counts. The following 12hrs were to be the worst hours of my life as a sub i could ever have imagined... I was beaten, caned, slapped, spat on, tortured, pissed on, verbally abused and all of it photgraphed in every last detail, right down the the videos of me drinking the piss of both Dommes with a full frontal shot of my face for good measure. They were right, there was nothing i could do... if i said no they would simply MMS the pics of me to all my contacts and i'd be ruined for good so i had to let them do as they pleased... Knowingly becoming more and more trapped with every picture and video... this was final.. i was an owned whore.

11 June 2019

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Sometimes I receive messages from girls asking about the 'arm pit sex' that I listed as an interest on my profile. This interest I happen to discover by shear accident. I was seeing a girl a few years ago who was chubby. Not overweight, just chubby. One night when lounging around watching television. I joked that her arm pit looked good enough to have sex with. As the conversation evolved, in quickly turned into a case of 'why not?'. So, I squeezed half a tube of lubricant into her arm pit and from behind while she sat on a chair, I tried it out! Now you may laugh at this or think it weird, but if you have not tried this, you are genuinely missing out. It has all the sensation that you would want as a male, and the females who have received this have also cited it as a real turn on. In fact, I wish I could say this next part happened, but it didn't- after doing it to one girl, she told me that she wanted two guys to do it to her at the same time! Both from the front, both with fully lubed dicks, fucking an armpit each..... Unfortunately that didn't happen..... but if there's a girl or there willing to try it???

11 June 2019

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You watched. You remembered your instructions. You made sure our eyes met as you spread yourself for me and released. I swallow your gift. You lick the taste of my arse from his cock. My honey.

11 June 2019

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So I’ve been chatting to a couple on here all night and they are both bi. They asked if I was ok with that and I said yes, being bi myself. The guy asked if I was a top or bottom to which I said top but mainly orally bi. I had never bottomed and never thought I would like putting anything near of up my hole! We carried on chatting before I said I had to get an early night for work. Lately my sleep patterns been all over the shop like clock work it’s 1:30am and PING I’m awake! I decided to have a wank thinking that normally settles me and would go to sleep. I got the lube out and cover my whole hard cock and balls. Massaging and rubbing myself so I was rock hard. I’m having the time of my life, when suddenly I thought about what old mate said - “a blokes g spot is up his ass you should try it!!” So I thought fuck it I’ll give it a go and see how I get on. I got more luve and covered my fingers and ass and slowly worked my index finger in. I fucking loved it! Getting a bit carried away I then decided to try something a little braver. XML ex’s mini vibrator. Again I lived the vibrator up and slowly worked it in. As I had that up my ass and was wanking I felt feeling I had never thought possible. Sincerely recommend taking the plunge boys. The orgasm was out of this world!

3 June 2019

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Dominance & Submission are a big kink for many. However it's also daunting. One person's fantasy is not necessarily that of another, moreover we have shifting goalposts of what submission truely means. What has always turned me on, is working out what your version is, and making that a reality. This story is many years old now, back when I had recently graduated university and was first exploring the dom/sub dynamic. I've always had an interest with anything adventurous. Older women were always particularly sexy. The the thought of taking control of an older woman's body, making her wet with excitement, before making her climax for me over and over, that was and is very erotic. So this day I was particularly pleased when I met Mel. Mel was around 45 years old (about twice my age at the time). She had a child at home, but was in good shape and still had an active libido. After we started talking it very quickly became apparent she craved a dominant man. We arranged to meet for a drink after dark. It was right in Melbourne CBD, a perfect venue to suss each other out before we got serious. She walked in wearing exactly what I had told her to. A short black dress, with knee high boots. Her hair was done, her makeup perfect, and her smile was one of a woman already aroused. We chatted about fantasies, and she told me she was new to submission. She had always fantasies about taking instruction, but didn't want to feel like a slave (although she grew to desire that subsequent meetings). All of a sudden I stopped talking. I ran my hand inside her dress, up her legs, thighs and onto her very wet knickers. She looked shocked at the suddenness, but quickly her face changes to wild desire. When I finally spoke, the words came out in the form of very clear demands. "Go to the bathroom. Remove those wet knickers. Come back here and give them to me!" Like an Olympic racer she shot up and half ran to the bathroom. Her fantasy was coming true and she made no secrets about it. When she returned and handed me her soaked lacy black knickers, you could see the desire deep in her eyes. The scent of her sex filled our little area. "You are going to cum over and over for me tonight my little strumpet". With that, I took her by the hand and we walked to the car. In the car park I pushed her forcefully against the car. We kissed passionately, her hands starting to explore my athletic body. I ran my hands again beneath her dress and felt a veritable waterfall running between her thighs. The car trip back to my place took only 15 minutes, but it felt like a lot longer for her. Across the whole time I had her legs spread and was gently teasing her clit with my index finger. Not enough to climax, but plenty to drive her wild. Back at my apartment it was time for her first challenge. I poured her a glass of wine and took her out to the balcony. There I sat, and told her before she joined me, she had one task to complete. She had to strip completely naked in front of me. Whilst it's not a terribly visible balcony, it's enough to cause the fear of being caught. Again I was impressed with how quickly she obliged me. Soon she was naked, standing in the warm summer air. I had her get down on her knees and slowly remove my clothes. She looked at my cock longingly, gently stroking it and cupping my balls. She was instructed to take it in her mouth, but not to make me cum. I've always loved delaying my orgasm so I can leverage the testosterone to best play with you first. On the balcony I have a small table. I ordered her to get on top of it on all fours. It was time for her 'inspection'. This really triggered something in her, her wetness turned to a flood of excitement as she was forced to display herself to me. Her beautiful petite body glowed in the moonlight, her sexy ass pointing in the air. Now was my time to see her really perform for me.... From behind my tongue immediately gravitated to her sweet spot. She almost jumped with delight as I teased her clit and greedily lapped at her wetness. Her body grew tense with the desire to climax, but every time she got close I would tell her off, and stop playing with her, only to start again shortly after. After a few rounds of this, it was time to take it up a notch. She was already begging to climax, when my fingers found their way to her gspot. It grew instantly, like a water balloon inside her. Loudly she started to pant and beg to orgasm. Then my tongue found her ass and she screamed. The orgasm ripped through her, my tongue on her rosebud, fingers on her gspot. As she came my fingers were crushed by her intense spasm that rocked her over and over for what seemed like a minute or more. We spent the rest of that night having sexy in every conceivable position. I used ice on her, toys and more. We even fucked over the balcony looking over busy Chapel St. Needless to say, we met up many more times over the years, the submission going further and further each time. We still stay in touch occasionally, just via email, but always with a hint of the fun we once had together.... Jo

11 March 2019

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We had so much fun at the party. I’d loved getting dressed up in my 6 strap garter belt and luxurious silky stockings, especially since those two pieces of underwear were the only ones I was wearing. Shaun had asked me to be naked underneath my dress, and feeling that was a fair request from my lover I enthusiastically agreed to it. I remember him coming up the stairs behind me, commenting as he caught a glimpse of my freshly fucked pussy as I bent over to fix a strap on my heels. ‘Yum, your pussy looks so swollen and sexy with my cream pie load trickling out of it’! he told me huskily. I giggled as I straightened up, smoothing my dress down over my thighs. ‘You need to behave tonight baby’ I admonished him. ‘You know your brother is going to be there and I don’t want you being distracted and getting him offside again’. Shaun and Damien were only a year apart in age but Damien was the black sheep of the family and had left home at 15, returning home only recently. I always felt on edge around him as he seemed very moody and angry and for whatever reason he seemed to resent me. He would often grab his gear and speed off on his motorbike when I called in at their house. If I slept over for the night he’d go out drinking with his buddies and come crashing home in the early hours of the morning. He had never grunted more than a word or two to me the whole time I had known him. He’d completely freaked me out one night when I was staying at their house. Shaun was dead to the world but I couldn’t sleep and I got up and made myself a hot chocolate. I curled up in the living room and drank the delicious drink, watching the flickering embers of the fire in the grate. I rinsed my empty mug out and before snuggling back into bed I thought I’d better brush my teeth. There was only the one bathroom in the house and I always felt a little weird using it. Shaun’s mum was such a darling though and had made the boys clear a space for me in the medicine cabinet. I looked at myself in the cabinet’s mirrored doors and pulled a face as I saw my tangled bed hair. ‘Just lovely’ I groaned as I opened the doors to get out my toothbrush and toothpaste. I’d just put the toothpaste on my brush, run it under the tap and started brushing my teeth when I heard the floorboards creak behind me. ‘Oh fantastic’ I thought as I tried to quickly spit out the minty foam. I’d woken Shaun up and he had to get up early for work. ‘Sorry babe’ I mumbled. ‘I couldn’t sleep and got up to have a drink and was just freshening up before I came back to bed’. He chuckled, his gorgeous deep voice triggering an instant response between my legs. I turned to embrace him but suddenly he grabbed my neck, splaying his big hand out, forcing my head down. His other hand cruelly gripped my hip, locking me into place. ‘Hey’ I cried as I started to try and wriggle free. His grip tightened and I felt my heart starting to pound with excitement. Shaun was a generous and attentive lover, but sometimes he treated me as if I might break. I often hinted to him that I would love for him to be a bit more rough with me, but the thought of potentially hurting me seemed to really upset him. But now I could feel the tension in his strong hand and arms as he bent my body over. I continued to struggle though, feeling my flight or fight response flooding my body with endorphins. The more I fought though the stronger his grip became. ‘Shaun, you’re hurting me’ I whispered loudly, wanting him to let me go but not wanting to wake his mum up. ‘Mmm’ I heard him murmur and just then I felt his crotch grind into my arse. I was only wearing a cami top and French knickers and the movement had scrunched my panties up, making his massive erection even more obvious as it pressed into my flesh. I was just about to cry out again in protest when he suddenly tugged my hair around his fist and yanked my head down and to the side. My neck was exposed and I gasped as I sensed him coming closer and then jumped as I felt his muscular tongue start licking me slowly, from my clavicle up to behind my ear. ‘Oh fuck’ I panted as I went weak at the knees. I must have been a little low on blood sugar as the erotic sensation of his tongue lathing my neck caused an autonomic response of dizziness and desire. The desire was intense but the dizziness was overwhelming. I slumped against the vanity unit and felt him move away from me and head back to bed. ‘Wow’ I thought to myself! ‘Something has got him in a red hot mess tonight’! I quickly put my toiletries back on the shelf and shut the cabinet door. I flicked off the light and using the moon rays filtering in through the hallway windows to navigate I made my way back to his bedroom. I was tingling all over with sexual tension. If that stunt he pulled in the bathroom was the appetiser then I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into the main course. His room was pitch black dark and I could just imagine him laying there, cheekily awaiting my return. He would have known exactly how turned on I was by his aggressive attack in the bathroom and no doubt would be stroking his gorgeous cock, keeping it rock hard for me. I felt my way towards the bed, half expecting him to flick the bedside lamp on to surprise me. ‘Oh you’re bad’ I teasingly told him. ‘Acting like nothing happened’! Just as I was about to tell him exactly how I felt I recognised a sound which had been persistently tugging at my auditory senses since I walked back in. It was snoring. Loud, rhythmic, regular snoring. ‘What’! I cried out, flicking the bedside lamp switch. I could barely believe my eyes! He was laying in the exact same position as when I’d left the bedroom. He was totally out to it, in a very deep sleep. My mind started tumbling over hundreds of scenarios to explain what had happened. He was fast asleep. He was snoring. It couldn’t have been him after all. But if it wasn’t him ….. who could it be? Oh god. Could it have been Shaun’s brother? His flesh and blood? Damien? I had crawled back into bed with Shaun that night, my mind racing and my body raging with conflicting feelings. I replayed the scene over and over in my head, trying to come to term with the fact that my boyfriend’s brother may or may not have just assaulted me in the bathroom. Was assaulted the right word? If it had been Shaun then it would have just been as hot as fuck! Having my boyfriend grab me like that was one of my hottest fantasies. And that tongue slowly licking its way up my neck! My visceral response was undeniably directly related to the manhandling I craved. But then I thought about who it might have been. Damien. Shaun’s brother. His flesh and blood. I remember that I didn’t get much sleep that night at all. I hadn’t seen Damien for a few weeks after that incident, he’d suddenly decided to go away and chase some itinerant work over on the mainland. When he’d returned he was even more distant and rude to me and I’d just relegated the whole incident to the back of my mind. Shaun and I were pretty happy. I adored his mum. His dad had cleared off when the boys were young and she did an amazing job bringing them up as a single mum. Both of the boys supported their mum financially and to be honest it wouldn’t surprise me if they never left home as they had it so good there! I loved staying there, well apart from the awkwardness that inevitably occurred when Damien was around. The brothers sparked each other off all the time which didn’t help. I know they loved each other deeply and would defend each other to the ends of the earth, but their brotherly banter and physicality sometimes just got too much. They seemed to always be trying to exert dominance over each other with a never ending routine of headlocks, arm wrestling, pranks and verbal slanging matches. Shaun was the taller of the two and had the most amazing athletic physique. He took a lot of care of his body and health and it showed. He’d occasionally have a little jab at me about my own weight or lack of interest in exercise, but I tried not to let that get to me. He always dressed pretty damned sharp and liked me to dress up too. He had an absolutely charming personality and was very popular with my own family. Damien on the other hand, well, he was almost the complete opposite. He wasn’t as tall as Damien but he was much stockier in build. His arms and shoulders were incredible. I mean it’s not as if I was deliberately looking or anything, it was just difficult not to notice them when he wore his wife beater tops while he was doing jobs outside in the yard or working on his bike. He probably drank more than he should and he seemed to rock a 3 day growth on his face day in day out. I’d never seen him dressed in anything fancier than a set of leathers or his dirty blue jeans and a tshirt. I knew that his mum washed all of his clothes and even ironed them, god knows what he did to them. His arms and back were heavily tattooed and he made fun of Shaun going to the gym all the time. You could never call Damien’s personality charming. Disarming and unpredictable, yes. So yes, I was nervous about going to the party that night as the brothers had just had a really big falling out in the last week or so. Who knows what it was really about, but Shaun had been staying at my place for a week and had told me I couldn’t go to the house while Damien was there. Apparently his brother was going through some sort of a meltdown. I assumed he might have been having women problems. I’d never actually seen him with a woman but I knew that he had plenty chasing after him. That was another constant source of irritation between the brothers. Shaun would always have girls asking him to put a good word in with his brother and he hated it. I knew it drove Shaun crazy when they went out as a family or just the two boys and girls would be all over Damien. He told me that his brother treated these women like shit and mocked them. That didn’t set well with Shaun, he was very ‘PC’. When we had found out Damien was going as well I asked Shaun if he wanted to give it a miss. But he assured me it was ok. I guess being brothers they’d been having these ups and downs for years and although I couldn’t understand it, I trusted Shaun when he said it would be ok. I wanted tonight to be special so I’d paid extra attention to my hair and makeup and hadn’t even made it out of the house before he demonstrated his appreciation of my efforts. It had been nice. Not amazing, he’d been a bit cautious about messing up his outfit and my hair, but it had been pretty sexy all the same. He really got off on watching us fuck in the mirror. Sometimes I wondered if he liked checking himself out just as much as he liked watching me. I wasn’t really into the whole exhibitionist thing, preferring my sex to be raw and visceral. But if it made him happy to see my lips around his cock in the mirror then it was a small thing to do. As we made our way towards the apartment you could hear the music thumping and shrieks of laughter. I could smell the yeasty odour of a freshly tapped keg of beer and I smiled to myself as I saw Shaun turn his nose up a little. He was a bit of a beer connoisseur. He appreciated craft beers, beers with strange and weird names and bizarre ingredients. I assumed that the beer in the keg was pretty standard local beer and could guarantee none of it would pass my boyfriend’s lips that night. He wasn’t drinking tonight anyway, he was on some sort of detox which was driving me crazy. I’d ordered pizza for dinner that night and the look he gave me! You would have thought I’d ordered poison. It was so hot and lush and cheesy and yeah, a couple of drops of grease might have dribbled down my chin but that’s how you eat pizza! I only got to eat one slice as he told me I wouldn’t be able to do up my dress if I ate more. I was starving now and hoped there was going to be some snacks around. I’d have to sneak them while Shaun was looking away. My friend Vanja opened the door and squealed when she saw me! She launched herself at me and as we hugged our boobs squished together making us giggle. ‘Shaun’ she said curtly. Shaun nodded his head at her and pushed past into the living area. Vanja rolled her eyes at me and mouthed ‘dick’! ‘Now now Vanja’ I admonished, ‘he’s an amazing guy’. ‘Yeah yeah’ she grumbled, ‘amazing to look at but a total dick in every other way’. I laughed and punched her playfully on the arm. ‘Stop it you, I’m worried enough about tonight without you hanging shit on my boyfriend’! ‘Oh yes’ she nodded knowingly, ‘the brother’. ‘Yep, the brother’ I grimaced. ‘He’s here already by the way’ Vanja told me. ‘He’s taken charge of the keg, no-one else knew how to tap it and he just jumped right in’. My eyebrows raised ‘oh, he’s playing nice then. Good.’ ‘Oh I wouldn’t say that’ Vanja warned me. ‘He’s scared off most of the girls and seems to be winding up some of the guys too’. Great. Fabulous. Just what I needed. I kissed Vanja on the cheek and handed her the bottle of wine I’d bought for her earlier. ‘I’d better go and find Shaun then and make sure they’re behaving’. I shuffled my way through the crowded room, saying hi to lots of familiar faces and enjoying a flirty exchange with a couple of people on the way. I came alive at parties and wish we went to more. Shaun always seemed to have to go to bed early or found the music too loud. But he had seemed very determined to come tonight. I felt so naughty knowing I wasn’t wearing any underwear, apart from my garter belt and stockings. I’m glad I’d worn my hair out though. Shaun liked it when I wore it up in a bun but my long auburn curls felt so sexy swaying against my bare back. I smiled as I saw one of the guys I worked with and went up to him and leant up on my heels to give him a smooch hello. Just as I did I felt someone roughly tug my garter belt and snap it hard back against my leg. ‘Hey’ I shouted, turning around. Vanja was there grinning mischievously at me. ‘You hussy’ she laughed. ‘When you stretched up guess what flashed at me’! ‘I couldn’t resist’. And that’s what I loved about Vanja! Cheeky bitch. I tugged my dress down again and blew a flirty kiss in the air to them as I continued across the room. One of the downsides to being short is not being able to see where you’re going in a crowd. I’d been here so many times before so I had a pretty good idea where Vanja would have set up the keg. I just kept pushing past people, saying hi to friends and avoiding being splashed by drinks. The music changed and the throbbing sounds of Bad to the Bone filled the air. I loved it! I started gyrating my hips to the beat as I moved, happily singing along to the husky voice of George Thorogood. I was just mid grind when the crowd parted slightly in front of me and I saw this hot, hot guy standing there, his massive back muscles bulging under a gorgeous crisp white shirt. I bit my lip as my eyes wandered lower and widened as I saw the most sexy arse in gorgeous Levi 501s. ‘Yum’ I thought to myself. My cheeks flushed as I took in even more of his commanding physique. He’d obviously just had a haircut as above his shirt collar there was a paler line of skin where the crew cut fade started. As I was watching he lifted his arm up in the air and I felt my pussy muscles squeeze as I saw his biceps. He was reaching up to adjust the switch on a gas heater and I took that opportunity to drink in his elongated body, right down to his sexy boots peeking out underneath his jeans. I bit my lip as he reached his other arm up to steady the heater and his shirt became a little untucked from his jeans. Ohhhhh. ‘Fuck!’. Did I just moan out loud? I felt my décolletage starting to flush and glanced down to see what looked almost like a red rash had broken out on my chest. I raked it with my nails and gasped as the pressure left a trail of white scratch marks running over my rapidly warming chest. Phew! Talk about a visceral response to this gorgeous hunk of a man. I was just biting my lip even harder, when suddenly he dived to the side and grabbed a guy in a headlock. My guy. Shaun. Fuck! I locked eyes with Shaun and saw him watching me with a confused look on his face. I’d been sprung perving, my body’s response obvious to all who looked. As the guy holding him in a headlock ruffled his hair in a weirdly affectionate manner, I jumped as I saw what I’d totally missed before. The crisp white shirt was rolled up a little, exposing tanned, muscly forearms. And there, unmistakably, on that sexy forearm, was an intricate tattoo. A tattoo I’d seen before. My heart thumped. Damien. If I’d been flushed before I was positively nearly on fire now! I’d been caught, by my boyfriend, perving at another man. Not just any other man. His brother. A man who detested me and who quite honestly scared me. I was officially a class act! I quickly tried to compose myself and went over to the brothers. Their contrast was stark that night. I mean Shaun looked amazing, he always did. But Damien? Well, let’s just say he had made an effort and it was impressive. He just about radiated testosterone and looked so manly. Every single part of him seemed designed to entice and entrap women. His new hair style was banging. It looked as if he was channelling Ragnar Lothbrok with the whole sexy viking look. It was undercut at the back and then he had this boyish flop of hair over one side. He had grown his beard too. No more three day growth, this was a proper cared for and groomed viking beard. I felt as if I was seeing him for the first time. I gulped and tried to act normal, greeting him as if he was a normal friend (instead of some angry brooding scary guy who lived in the same house as my boyfriend). I reached up to kiss him on the cheek and say hi, but just as I did he released Shaun from the brotherly headlock and that movement caused me to misjudge the distance. I ended up teetering forward and lunging towards his body. I was awkward at the best of times but wearing those high heels and being so flustered ended up a potent combination and within moments I found myself being gripped by arms of steel and pushed back upright. I braced myself on one of Damien’s arms and wow. It was as if we had just given each other an electric shock. I looked up and his eyes widened and then darkened, the familiar scowl creeping back onto his face. I bit my lip and mumbled my apologies, my cheeks flaming with embarrassment. ‘Are you ok babe’ asked Shaun in a concerned voice. I’d forgotten all about my boyfriend! I turned to see him watching me with an anxious look on his face. ‘Oh fine, just fine’ I reassured him. I looked back at Damien who was now glaring at me and then followed his gaze as he looked down towards his biceps. ‘Oh god’ I cried as I jumped back. I’d been gripping his biceps, subconsciously loving the feel of my hand wrapped around his tensile muscles. But I’d forgotten to let go and had been caught hanging onto him like a creeper. As I let go of his arm he ran his other hand over the place where I had released my death grip from. I’d never noticed his hands before, so big and wide and so masculine looking. He seemed to be rubbing his arm as if there was a possibility I could have hurt him with my grip. As if! It had felt like I was holding onto a chunk of living marble. I could see though that I had creased his gorgeous shirt which no doubt his mum had spent ages ironing for him. My eyes flicked from one brother to the other. One was shooting me death stares and the other one was looking confused and a little hurt. I was making a huge mess of the night already and my plans for a calm evening with the brothers seemed to be going out the window. Sometimes I felt like I should just stay at home as I seemed to have a knack for working myself up into a nervous wreck and getting myself into awkward situations. Thankfully, Shaun was the brother who was able to compose himself first and I was so grateful to him when he reached for my hand and kissed the back of it. He smiled at me reassuringly and I beamed up at him, grateful for his attention. ‘I did tell you though that those shoes were too high for your body shape’ he admonished. ‘There’s too much weight on them and that’s how you lost your balance sweetheart’ he added. My cheeks flamed even more and I snatched my hand back from him. I know he didn’t mean to be hurtful about my weight and I knew he loved me. It’s just that sometimes he had a way of saying things that cut me to my core. ‘Stop being a dick Shaun’ came Vanja’s familiar voice from behind. ‘You should fucking love her curves and celebrate them, not give her shit about them’. ‘Plus’, Vanja added, ‘I’ve seen those stick insect chicks you’ve been out with before and I bet they don’t feel as soft and lush in bed as she does’. ‘Vanja!’ I admonished. She was hopeless. She was my greatest fan and highly protective of me, but she struggled to keep her thoughts to herself and although I loved her dearly for it, sometimes I wish she would just leave things be. Right. Someone had to be the grownup here and get things back on track. I drew myself up to my full 5 feet 5 inches height (thanks to my 5 inch heels!) and looked Damien in the eye and said ‘sorry about that Damien, nice to see you’. I turned my back on him and grabbed Shaun’s hand ‘come on, let’s go and check out the view from the deck’. I cheekily waved goodbye to Vanja and laughed as she pulled a face at me in return. We walked out onto the deck and immediately I could feel the breeze lifting my auburn tresses in the air and felt instantly calmer. ‘Vanja is such a bitch’ Shaun complained to me. ‘She’s just protective’ I replied, ‘but I don’t want to worry about other people, I want to focus on us’. ‘Fair enough’ he reassured me, ‘let’s get a drink and then go and have a dance’. I grinned cheekily up at him and leaned up to whisper in his ear ‘na ah, I’ve got a better idea!’. I tugged him along the balcony over to the corner where there was an outdoor shower set up in a little ferny nook. There was a slatted cedar timber seat in there and I shoved him down onto it. ‘Babe’ he protested, ‘you can’t do anything here, we’ll get caught’. ‘So?’ I replied quizzically. ‘Isn’t that half the thrill’? His eyes were darting nervously towards the entrance and it was obvious he was way out of his comfort zone. ‘Give me your hand’ I whispered throatily. I took his hand in mine and while maintaining eye contact with him, I drew it in towards me, under my dress and towards my pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from my cunt already and I was desperate to have his fingers inside of me. ‘I’m so wet for you baby’ I added, tugging his fingers even closer to my throbbing clit. It was true, I could feel myself squelching as I walked and even mused to myself that it would start trickling down my inner thighs soon. ‘Nah baby’ he said, ‘I’ve got a much better idea’. He pulled his hand away and grabbed my shoulders and started forcing me to my knees in front of him. ‘Shaun’ I cried out as his actions took me by surprise. He started unbuckling his belt and pushed me towards his crotch. ‘That’s not exactly what I had in mind’ I protested, ‘trying to wriggle out from his grip’. ‘Come on baby, you know you love it’ he crooned. ‘Look how hard you’ve made me, you know you want it’. It was true, he was very hard, that was obvious due to the bulge in his tight fitting trousers. And I did want his cock. It was a beautiful cock. But sometimes it would be nice to switch things up a bit. ‘Let’s just relax a bit first’ I replied. ‘Slow things down a bit’. I licked my lips as I focused on his mouth. Leaning in to kiss him passionately. ‘Don’t waste those luscious lips baby’ he demanded, ‘get down and suck me off good’. He gripped me even harder and shoved my face towards his now open jeans. I could see cock clearly outlined under his bright red boxer shorts. It twitched as my breath drew closer and I could see he was very, very aroused. ‘Shaun’, I protested again, ‘you’re hurting me’. I struggled against his grip but his hours and hours of gym workouts each week had made him very strong and he just kept pushing me. My knees were on the tiled floor now and the hard surface was starting to hurt me. He had pushed me into an uncomfortable position and I couldn’t even get a good grip on the floor to push myself away from him. He yanked his cock out of his boxer shorts and slapped it against my face. He pushed it onto my lips and tried to force my mouth to open. ‘No’, I shouted. ‘Stop it Shaun, I don’t want to do this and you’re hurting me’. He just kept murmuring ‘come on baby, open up for me, you know you want it’. He moved his hand to my head and pushed me even closer. He knows I hate that more than anything, that feeling of being forced, and something in me just snapped. I reached up, pushing myself off balance and shoved hard at his legs. He just laughed and took advantage of my imbalance to drag me in closer. ‘We are doing this baby’ he growled, ‘whether you like it or not’. ‘And I know you like it’. ‘Shaun’ I cried out ‘stop it, get off me’. You’re scaring me’. I looked up into his face and could see that he was in a lust driven craze. All he could think of was my lips wrapped around his cock. As I watched him though his face changed, his eyes widening suddenly and he started to release pressure on me and amost cringe back into the wall. ‘You fucking cunt’ I heard a man’s voice yell. ‘I’m going to fucking kill you. Fucking stand up and fight like a man’. Horrified at being caught in this compromising position, but grateful for being saved, I scrambled to my feet and looked to see where the voice was coming from. God. It was Damien. He was standing at the corner of the shower and he was absolutely furious. His neck muscles were bulging, his eyes were glaring and his nostrils were flared. ‘You’ he yelled at me, ‘get the fuck out of here, now!’. A surge of adrenaline rushed through my body and I instinctively moved in front of my boyfriend, determined to stand my ground and not let them fight. ‘No’ I yelled back at him. ‘You can’t make me’. ‘Oh you just watch me little one’ he replied, lunging towards me.

17 January 2019

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I couldn't sleep that night, I was very restless with a lot on my mind and I woke up very early. While I was still all warm and sleepy I remember running my hands over my full, heavy breasts and feeling my nipples harden and tingle. As I lazily let my hand wander lower and lower I was surprised to feel a pool of thick, sticky pussy juice pooled around my clit. I had a little dip inside my honey pot with my fingers and I could feel my pussy was swollen, engorged, hungry! I looked over at my sexy sleeping husband and as I watched him laying there I just had this devilish urge overtake me. I bit my lip and carefully eased over our giant king sized bed towards him. He was laying on his back, fast asleep, and I snuggled into his side. He was so warm and smelled delicious. I let my hand drift over his chest, tracing my finger tips over his nipples. I'm a very tactile person and just the feeling of his nipples hardening and puckering was turning me on even more. He stretched and sleepily opened his eyes and smiled at me 'good morning'. 'Morning baby' I murmured, 'it's early, just go back to sleep'. I ran my nails lightly over his skin, feeling the goosebumps rising as the sensations filtered through his nervous system. Lower and lower my hand went, caressing his inner thighs, avoiding his obvious bulge in his boxer briefs. I could actually feel warmth radiating from his groin area. I loved the feeling of the hairs on his legs under my touch, especially the difference between the hair on his legs and the groomed, trimmed hair around his groin. I kept circling my fingertips around, taking my time, gently breathing on his skin. I was getting closer and closer to his cock. As my fingers touched the fabric of his boxer briefs I felt him tense up a little. I started lazily playing with his cock and balls through the fabric. His cock was so hard, so big, so twitchy! I let my hands creep under the elastic waist and I felt the soft, silky skin of his cock. I curled my hand around his shaft and tentatively gripped and stroked it. 'Mmm' he mumbled, so I knew he was ok with me going further. By now I'd eased the head of his cock out of his briefs and it was sitting so prettily above his waistband. I dipped my fingers down between my legs and scooped up some pussy juice. I teasingly wiped the sticky mess over the tip and ridge of his cock. That provoked a rather lush response, with him moaning and thrusting upwards. I increased the pressure of my grip and pumped his cock from the base up, over and over. I wiggled down a little and licked the tip of his cock as I was gripping it and jerking it. Fuck he tasted amazing. I let my mouth engulf his cock and gagged a little as I took it all deeply inside my throat. I kept pumping and licking and teasing for ages, loving the look on his face as he laid there. Eventually I released his cock from my mouth and hands and I climbed on to him, straddling his hips. I had my panties on and I wanted it to stay that way. I ground my pussy onto his cock, loving the pressure on my clit. I was soaking wet and so horny. I wriggled around, loving how much I was driving my husband crazy. He reached down to my pussy to finger me and I shoved his hands away. 'I want that cock in my arse' I whispered in his ear. 'Yes please' he enthusiastically replied and he leapt out of bed, waiting for me to get into position. I got the bottle of lube out of my drawer and handed it to him. I cheekily tugged my panties to the side, bunching one side up over my hip. I wiggled my fat wobbly arse at him invitingly as he got some lube on his fingers. I jumped as he touched my puckered arse hole, wiping lube on it gently. He increased pressure on it and gradually I felt myself opening up for him. He lubed his cock up and then nudged it against me. I was kneeling on the edge of the bed, legs spread, arse bared. I could not have been in a more vulnerable position. He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down as he eased himself inside of me. 'Oh fuck' I cried out as I felt his rock hard cock entering me, stretching me. It felt so impossible, having that inside of me. 'Oh god you've got a tight arse' he told me. It felt tight! I may be a bigger woman but my pussy and arse are not! I could feel him holding back from thrusting, he just edged in further and further. At one stage I felt him pulling nearly all the way out and I cried out 'no'! I didn't want him pumping air inside of me today! That always makes for some interesting sounds and sensations but I just wanted a quick hard fuck in my arse this morning. 'Just fuck me baby' I whimpered and I braced myself for his full length. He grabbed my hips tightly and plunged deep into my arse. God it hurt, but it felt so good. I felt like my whole body was on fire as he rammed me over and over and I could tell he wouldn't last long. I wiggled my arse around and pushed back, signalling him to fuck me harder. My darling husband did just that, pounding my arse, pushing me into the bed, making my knees buckle. 'Cum in my arse' I demanded. 'Now'. I wanted it so bad. With a last dozen or so thrusts I could feel his body tighten and then all of a sudden he stopped deep inside of me. Moments later I felt his cock pulsate and then a warm sensation seeped around his tip. It was glorious. We stayed like that for a few moments and then he eased himself out. He hopped in the shower while I had a huge drink of water, then I joined him. I smiled to myself as I first felt my husband's cum trickle out of my arse, then some lube. I soaped myself up and as I washed my bum my arse was a little bit open and my finger dipped inside. I grinned to myself, knowing the sensations would take quite a while to dissipate. As I dried myself off I looked at the clock. 7am. Perfect time to start the day!

7 January 2019

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I went over to my boyfriends house. As soon as we saw each other we were kissing and pulling at each other’s clothes.... we were really horny.... he was rubbing his hand under my shirt, searching for my nipple... he pulled out my tit from my bra and licked my nipple, looking up at me and down again, this really makes me hot..... he was at my jeans and swiftly lowered them but couldn’t get my boots off so left it all on gathered at my calves.... he was lovely and hard and I could feel his bulging cock rubbing against me.... he pushed me back against the kitchen bench and went down to my wet pussy. He licks and fingers me like an artist, bringing me to orgasm over and over..... I was so wet and then he rubbed vigorously on my clit, over my hood..... it all happened as I let go of any control I may have had and felt a strong stirring within me, I felt vibrations beginning and I felt a rushing sensation.... I was really hot like a hot flush I imagine, and I was riding a wave, I was climaxing like never before and then I just started gushing all this liquid, I was screaming as he continued and I was squirting my juices everywhere. I couldn’t believe it was so intense there was so much fluid, he was so turned on...... that evening after some pretty heavy sessions together I think maybe 4 or 5 more times, the floor, the towels and lots of our clothes were soaked.... now I have experienced this I do feel a bit like a porn star and want to do lots more kinky stuff with him........

26 November 2018

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I hear my Bell. I go to my door and open it. It’s my 40 year old neighbor. She steps into my apartment without saying anything. She opens her short black dress and Is now naked Infront of me. Her hands are now moving towards my rock hard 17cm dick. She pulls down my pants and says I need some special cream. She puts her thick lips onto my dick and sucks it. It takes not long before I feel that I’m coming. The pits my penis out of her mouth and I put all of my cum onto her strawberries

23 November 2018

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Recently I caught up with an interstate visitor who enjoyed outdoor fun and therefore that is what occurred. We set out to a very isolated spot, safe, discreet and peaceful. We walked a distance into the bush, My ass was dripping wet with lube and eager to be pounded, I could feel him staring at my ass as I walked casually through the bush. We reached our destination, I slipped into my stockings, g string and suspenders then dropped to my knees whilst wearing a blind fold. The gentleman fed me his 7 inch hard cock and proceeded to use my face for what felt forever only until he demanded I turn around and bend over.... he stroked his cock whilst demanding I play with my wet hole, this was a huge turn on and I proceeded to get extremely hard from this. He then came over, pushed me forward and inserted his cock deep in my tight hole, it felt like heaven as the first thrust pushed in.... he pounded me so hard my legs turned to jelly and he then made me drop to my knees as he sprayed my face and chest with his hot hot cum....... we cleaned up and left the place as we found it, until next time!!!

7 November 2018

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In my 20's i was carefree and set out to travel the world. First stop was the UK where all us good convicts came from. I ended up working at a pub like most backpackers do. The crew I was working with at the time was good, we all loved a Saturday night bender after a feed of the chippies’ leftover fish and chips. We got up to some crazy shenanigans which lead me to dating a Canadian girl working at the pub, we were having drinks one night which loosened the sexual tension between us I then walked her upstairs to our rooms and she proceeded to walk directly into mine, with a grin on my face I ran through the door. We were making out hot and heavy while removing our clothes, she had a great body, plump heavy tits, a little landing strip down below, and just a body that I wanted to explore. I laid her down on the bed and parted her legs, so I could get my hands dirty in her wet little snatch. I started rubbing her clit, and slowly started sliding my middle finger into her pussy. She was juicing up. I had to taste it, so I bent down spread her lips and slipped my tongue in her wet pussy. DAMN! she was nice, I was keen about getting on with it, so I stood up and pulled her up to a sitting position. I grabbed the back of her head with one hand and my cock with the other and told her to open up. I slipped my cock between her lips and I worked her head back and forth telling her this is how I want you to suck my cock. She loved the fact I was very dominant and asked if there were other holes that might have worked better that I would like to use. I said of course there is, but I want you to learn how to please me with your mouth first, Then you can offer me other enjoyment. She worked her tongue around the head of my cock using her tongue ring to insert it into my cocks’ eye. I wanted to cum then, but I held back. I laid her back on the bed put her legs over my shoulders and lined up for entry to her pussy, I slipped the tip of my cock past her labia, and felt the heat engulf the head. I moaned a little, she seemed to enjoy that it pleased me. I pushed forward ever so slowly, it felt like the softest silk, her muscles gripping me every inch of the way in and twice as much on the way out. I was not ready to cum just yet, I pulled her toes to my mouth, she looked at me a bit strangely, but I figured she would enjoy it, I sucked on her big toe and then slipped my tongue between the next toe and then the next, until all her salty little toes had been appreciated in my mouth. She admitted she was a bit worried at first, but soon she just let go and enjoyed the ride and the foot worship. We fucked for around 10 minutes, and then there was a knock at the door, the boys wanting to know if we still wanted a drink. I Shouted at them no and to go on without me. That night I made this little Canadian a real Mountie and ended up pulling out and unloading a steam of jism across her face. We continued for a few weeks with the passion of a new romance, the only thing that I hadn't done yet was cum in her. A fetish I have had since I found porn has been Creampies, she was a bit hesitant I said to her that it was ok if she didn't want to do it, she just wanted a week so she could get to the Dr and sort out some contraceptive. I left the subject for a few weeks, in which she had gone back to the Canada to see family for a few weeks. Our pub gang was out at the local nightclub one of these Saturday nights that she was gone and a Veronica a local that drank at the pub was there, we’d always flirted across the bar as she was a bit of a looker but also a bit of a slut as well. She was leading the conversation in a way that was suggesting she was keen to get up to some mischief. The 7 pints I had consumed had given her a nice drunken glow and for a week i had been using my hand for relief. We found a quiet seat away from the rest of the crew and got ourselves a bit worked up. We ditched the club and headed back to my room at the pub to continue. Veronica got her gear off and was pretty verbal about me fucking her ass and hard so she would feel it for the next week. I needed no more encouragement. I slipped in her with very little lube, we fucked like rabbits for god knows how long but i had a good sweat up and she had sweat running down into the curve of her back i then pulled out and told her to suck my cock, to which she obliges, these dirty little English girls didn’t mind a bit of ATM. she hovered it up like it was her last one for a while, she swallowed my cock to the base and used her tongue to lap at my balls, after she pulled it out she said to fuck her pussy until she came. Again, I was pulled deep a juicy pussy, she was hairier then my girlfriend and not as tight but she made up for it with her hip movements. I was on the brink, I warned her that there was no condom on, She squealed she didn't care and that loves the feeling of hot cum firing deep in her. On hearing this I let loose and seeded her cunt. It felt like the river of semen would not stop flowing, her pussy sucking it from me, he tits were now salty from sweat, I licked it from her and said let’s do that again! She was all for it, this time i let her on top, Her pussy now extra slick from her and my cum combined, she ground her hairy cunt against my pelvic bone while muttering that she wanted to feel that hot cum again in her womb. I was on the brink of giving her what she wanted, she kissed me deeply and then shoved a tit in my mouth, i suckled it like i was a baby wanting to draw milk from it. she grunted and that sent me over the edge and i added to the previous load. We rested and slept, awoken by her hand on my cock, her mouth soon followed it down there, it was a pleasant wake up call. I pulled her ass up to my face so i could eat a breakfast of champions, our mingled juice from her pussy, well what hadn’t leaked out anyway. I licked sucked and slurped on her pussy for a good while then seen her bare toes next to my head, i grabbed her foot and sucked on her pretty white painted toes, she loved it. I had her toes worked up quite nice in a lather of saliva, She sat up and spat on her feet and then placed them around my cock, working her toes up and down my shaft i had never felt this before, i was loving it, occasionally she would bend down and suck the tip of my cock and spit on it to create lube, i was trying to hold back but to no avail, i sent spurt after spurt of cum over her pretty toes until the last drop emerged. Veronica wiped it up with her finger and sucked it off. She turned to me and kissed me her tongue slick with cum then we rested for a minute, she then got up cleaned up and had a shower then thanked me for everything, saying that she will be back later this arvo to have a drink if i was free. Later that morning after talking to a close mate the Chef about the accomplishment last night reality come rushing back and i found myself running through the events of last night in my head, i realised that not only had i cum 2 massive loads in Veronica, i had no idea if she was on the pill or not and in 3 days my girlfriend would be returning and wasn’t sure how to play this out. With Veronica being a local i couldn’t exactly stop her running her mouth in the pub or to others about what we had done and that making its way back to my girlfriend. When the girlfriend returns there’s more to cum.

12 October 2018

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When I was single going back a while now, I caught up with a newly single Mom from AMM, we chatted for a bit then met up for coffee. The meet went well we decided to make a weekend down the gold coast of it and go to Dreamworld for a bit of fun. She was dressed in tight little hotpants that left absolutely nothing to the imagination and a tight white top, no bra as you could see he nipples pushing hard against the fabric. We got to dreamworld and jumped in the very long queue. While we were waiting she was leaning back on me with her hand behind her back fishing for my cock to rub, I was a bit bashful and patted them away as there were some kids around. We got in and went on some of the typical rides before the queues got long, we left the log ride and the rapids ride till last as I knew we would be a bit wet from it. Queuing up for the log ride she was getting a little toey, when it came our turn we jumped in and again she huddled up close. this time we were alone so I didn't fight the quick hand job, her skilled hands had my cock and balls ready to bust when we reached the last part of the ride. We descended down and at that point we got wet from the water splash and I came in my pants. A quick trip to the toilet, which she joined in, I whiped off my jocks to stash them in my bag, she grabbed them from me and licked all the cum from them and kissed me deeply. I must have screwed up my nose a bit and she said 'I cant wait to taste your ass'.. my eyes must have gotten even wider. That concluded the fun at dreamworld. I Took her back to her place and raced her inside, I tore her top off, and peeled her out of the hotpants and G-string. I didn't want to wait long, I pushed her over the couch and drove straight into her freshly shaven pussy. she worked her ass back and forth while I was impatiently thrusting into her wanting to drench her womb in cum. she then pushed me away and then told me to bend over the chair, I wasn't thinking about what was happening I just knew that my cock is getting cold not being in something hot. Then I felt her grab my cock and spread my cheeks further apart and her tongue slide up around my ass, then with one swift motion she started darting her tongue in and out of my asshole. She got a great response, I was loving it. I had never had it happen to me before, but I was in heaven. She done this for 5 minutes before I needed to be back in her. she knelt on the couch and looked over her shoulder and said its all yours. I didn't need a second invite, I slid in her pussy to lube my cock up again and spat on her tiny asshole. With 2 little pushes I was balls deep in this young mom. She loved it she was hissing at me to fuck her tiny ass harder and pull her hair back to teach her not to be such a cock tease. Very intense young lady. After 10 minutes I couldn't(didn't want to) control myself and emptied deep in her ass. I sat back on the couch spent, her hand grabbed my cock and started sucking the leftover cum out of it, and then proceeded to deeply kiss me sharing her salty juices with me. I had never been so turned on and now I crave that dirty side to all the women I meet. Thank god her kid was away with the grandparents.

21 September 2018

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I knew it was going to be a big day from the moment I woke up. Mistress said that she was feeling dirty, and she already had orders for me. I was to play with my cock while driving to work bringing myself to the edge of cuming, stopping only to ensure I didn’t cum before putting my hand back on my cock. After 9 days of orgasm denial it didn’t take long before my cock was ready to explode, but I knew I couldn’t cum. A truck pulled up beside me, with hand on cock I was certain the truck driver could see, but as an obedient slave I wasn’t about to stop, not even for the bus that pulled up with passengers looking down on me. Mistress sent me a message to put a cock ring on as soon as I arrived at work. Without hesitation I got into the office, got my cock ring and headed to the bathroom. I pulled back my underwear to expose my cock and I had precum everywhere, the result of a long drive to work and a task completed well. I put the cock ring on and went back to my desk. Another message came from Mistress. After 9 days without cuming and a frustrating drive to work, Mistress ordered me to cum for her. At the thought of final relief I rushed to the bathroom and got my cock out and started pulling vigorously to relieve the tension that had me on edge for the last 9 days. In less than 30 seconds I had exploded into my hand creating a pool of cum. I sent a photo of my cum to Mistress to complete my task. Feeling relieved and clear headed for the first time in a week, I headed back to my desk to focus on the work that had been out of reach when my head was focused on my cock. Mistress had instructed me to continue wearing the cock ring for the rest of the day, so it was still distracting, but with a load literally off my mind I was back in my routine. Before long, I received another message from Mistress, she really was feeling dirty today. Mistress asked if could get away from the office, and on confirmation that I could I was sent an address. Mistress said to trust her and go to the address as instructed, so back to the car and off I went. On my way to the address, Mistress informed me that dirty boy, her other straight slave whom I have never met, would be waiting in the lounge room naked and hooded. Mistress informed me that I would be fucking a guys mouth for the first time and dirty boy would be sucking cock for the first time. When I arrived I called Mistress, put my phone on speaker and followed her orders. The door to the house was ajar. ‘Enter the house and go into the lounge room’, said Mistress. ‘What do you see?’, she asked. I could see dirty boy kneeling naked and hooded in the lounge room. ‘ Take your pants off’, Mistress instructed. I took my pants off and wondered if I was going to be able to dominate a guy and if I could get aroused by the experience, I have no attraction to men at all. The thought was quickly out of my mind when Mistress asked me to describe dirty boys cock. A little taken back by the experience, and lost for words, I just said ‘thick Mistress’. ‘Is his cock hard?’ asked Mistress. It wasn’t, but there we were two naked straight guys, who had never met, with soft cocks about to be ordered by our Mistress to perform sexual acts on each other. Mistress ordered me to put my cock on dirty boys lips and then she ordered dirty boy to lick my cock and suck it like she had shown him. To my surprise, dirty boy took my cock as if he had done it a thousand times. With the sound of Mistress’s voice ordering us I was hard in seconds. And then it happened, ‘fuck his mouth slut boy’,said Mistress. Without hesitation I pushed my cock inside dirty boys mouth and for the first time I was fucking a guys mouth. I put my hand on the back of dirty boys head and pushed my cock into his throat. As dirty boy gagged I could hear the pleasure in Mistress’s voice, it was like music to her ears. ‘You have free reign, fuck his mouth good’, said Mistress. I continued to make dirty boy gag to Mistress’s pleasure. Dirty boy was now Mistress’s oral slut and I’m sure he was feeling like one. Another order from Mistress and dirty boy was rubbing my cock on his face. ‘Make slut boy cum and don’t waste a drop of his cum’, said Mistress. Dirty boy sucked and licked my cock. If I hadn’t seen his cock I would have thought I was receiving head from a women. Mistress had trained him well. ‘Cum slut boy’,said Mistress. And on that order I had the longest and most intense orgasm that I have had in years. The cum continued to pump into dirty boys mouth and when I finally withdrew my cock from his mouth there was not a drop to be seen. ‘Make sure you clean that cock and don’t waste a drop of cum’, said Mistress. Like a good slave, dirty boy squeezed my cock and got one last drop of cum and licked it off. Mistress ordered me to put my pants back on, close the door and leave. I’m sure dirty boy felt like a used slut, just the way Mistress would have liked it. I left and drove back to the office wondering if I could ever suck cock as well as dirty boy and if I could take a strangers cum, or anyones cum for that matter, as effortlessly as dirty boy did. Mistress assures me that I will, she didn’t name me slut boy for nothing. Now to train this boy how to be a slut. Mistress was very dirty today.

28 August 2018

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Booked for a massage I arrive at your studio, knock on the door and wait. After a short period you open the door wearing a long flowing light summer dress which is fairly see through showing off your dark coloured lace bra and panties. You invite me in and close the door. We discuss what i am after in a full body massage, undress and climb onto and lay belly down on the table, turning my face to see you while we still talk and you undress. First dropping the dress straps off your shoulders and let the dress drop to the floor before releasing your ample breast from your bra and place it elegantly over the chair beside you as you turn to face away from me. Slipping your fingers into the waist band of your lace panties you start lowering them down suggestively and to uncover your rounded booty then bending forward you slide them down your legs. Once your panties are on the floor you spread your legs and stand up running your fingers lightly up your inner thigh and as you get to your upper thigh you move your hands to your pussy gently pressing a finger to spread your lips and exposing your glistening hole and play for a quick second with your clit. I feel a sudden rush of blood to my groin. Now finished teasing with your little strip show you move to the head of the table, pump some oil into your hands and begin massaging my shoulders and neck. Through the face rest in the table I can see your shapely legs and down to your feet with neatly painted nails. The smell of your scent fills my nostrils raising my arousal. Leaning forward as you massage further down my back I feel your skin against mine as your nipples lightly brush over my hair and shoulders. You keep massaging my body, legs, arms, teasing my inner thighs and occasionally play with mt balls and tease my shaft. All while you occasionally body slide over me, rubbing your tight body on mine. You finish the back of my body and request I roll over, as I turn onto my back you notice that your teasing and play has had good effect as you see my mast standing tall, you jiggle your breast with a cheeky smile and reach over and give my shaft a teasing stroke before moving to the head of the table and start off massaging my face, and eventually work your way down my body to my feet interspersed with playing with my cock and body sliding over me before sitting up over me with your knees either side of me. You position your crotch so your pussy lips splay over my shaft and your clit presses against the knob of my cock. Slowly grinding yourself on me while you massage my chest, belly and behind you on my inner thighs. My precum starts to drop from my eye. After a short time you stop and say 'sorry, I suddenly need to pee, I'll be back' before you hope I let you know I'd enjoy it if you release on me, I find it very hot and horny. You double check I'm ok with it and let me know you've never done anything like this and raise your body up so you're kneeling over me. You reach down and with 2 fingers you spread your lips and let your golden stream free. As you had been holding on a little while it sprays out with fair force. Moving your hips so your spray coats my torso and flows down over the table and onto the floor. After a minute your flow stops as you complete your release. I smile and say to you that I'd like to clean you up and ask fir you to move over my face so I can lick you clean. You agree and do as I ask and I reach out with my tongue and taste your pissy nectar, I flick lightly past your clit and you slow thrust into my face and moan softly with pleasure. I keep licking you for a short while before you stop me and state that this session is about my pleasure first so move off my face and move back down over my cock and begin grinding on me and lean forward as you body slide on my pee covered body. As you are sliding on my body the knob of my cock is teased by the opening of your pussy canal.you press your body more into me and impale yourself slowly and start riding me with intention before building up to good speed. Due to our already play and teasing it doesn't take us long before we both release our stresses as we cum together

31 July 2018

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This piece is a depiction of a first date with an ex sub, written by him. Not on AMM to give credit. 'You startled me at the door. I was gathering my thoughts, my heart was racing, and I was still trying to get the stupid phone to work. 10 o'clock came around quickly, but when I saw you at the door, smiling at me, I knew everything was going to be alright. You walked past me, the scent of your body lotion filled my nose, arousing my senses.. Your confidence charged the room, and when you dropped your coat.. My heart stopped !! I wasn't expecting you to be wearing a corset, those heels, a body stocking, leather skirt... OMG.. OMG..OMG!!! I love the fact that you can walk in heels too, so many cannot. As a firm foot and shoe fetishist, that is such a turn on. You walked to the window, and gazed out, maybe so I could take in your full beauty from behind. As I moved to position myself over your shoulder, our bodies spoke to each other, without words. Your fragrance again hit my nostrils, sending a spark through my groin .. All senses on high alert. With our wine in hand, I was a little shy, embarrassed, knocked off balance as you sat in front of me. More than I had hoped for. I don't remember our conversation, I was under your spell.. And then you asked me to present to you. I wasn't sure what was it you desired, so I tried to honor your command as best I could. My heart again raced as I undressed before you, exposing my vulnerability, my nakedness... I could not hide my excitement anymore, as my cock swayed ( lol I like that phrase ) before you. I knelt, my head at your feet, submitting to you. My ass in the air, mind in a spin. As I gazed up, I caught sight of between your legs.. Again, I caught my breath as I saw your waxed pussy, beautifully framed by the black lace crotchless body stocking. Another surprise !! Again, lost, my mind spinning unable to believe the stimulation, overload of visual desire. As you guided me into position to present properly for you, your cold hands sent a shiver to my core. The softness and chill felt beautiful on my flushed skin. Your body warmth sparking off mine as you surveyed your prey. I stood motionless... Not daring to move, bound by your instructions, at your mercy. Your warm breath hit my neck, increasing my pulse yet again, driving passion and desire through my veins, my cock pulsated, my hips swayed gently, out of control, reduced to basic animalistic desire... At one point I shivered uncontrollably as my senses overloaded with what I saw, and what I felt. My eyes closed as instructed, and I moved to the next level of desire. One sense down, the others elevated as you scanned my body, the heat from you millimeters away and yet your energy surged through me. As you positioned yourself below me, I struggled to keep my eyes open as instructed. I have NEVER had my cock worshiped in the way you did, with fervor, passion, desire.. My eyes locked onto yours, my mind again reeling as you took me deep into your mouth. It wasn't a submissive act, but one of ownership, Dominance and power. As the receiver I still felt at your mercy, out of control, naked and shivering as the sensations of your technique, and the realization that such a beautiful woman was using my body for her pleasure wrapped me in warmth and security. Your hands and mouth worked in rhythm, your saliva lubricating my shaft, as you worked me ever harder, building my desire to pleasure you in return. My eyes widened as you deep throated me, excitement and surprise filled my mind. I felt your throat open to let me further into your body, the tingle of your larynx on the head of my cock, as it descended your throat. I could feel every muscle, every spasm in your mouth, and with each second my breath shortened. Your eyes gazed up at me, hungry for me to return the favour. As you took your seat, I could hardly believe I was going to be honoured with serving your pussy. Your legs spread, as you guided my actions, gently, encouraging... I didn't want to take a single step out of line. You were in control, giving all you desired, denying nothing, yet in control. My fingers parted your lips, gently probing inside, deeper as instructed, before recruiting my tongue into service. I nibbled like an amateur, still crazed with desire, and yet unfamiliar with your body. Your clit and outer lips firm like no others. I liked the differentiation between your warm, moist, soft inner being, and your erect hard lips. Slowly you guides my assault on you, "softer, gently, now glide your tongue." I listened, wanting to please you, wanting to learn, and serve my Mistress as she desired. I liked being instructed, enjoyed the praise, and the moans of pleasure, as my rough tongue slid across your clitoris, each taste bud, amplified in size, as it sent a wave of pleasure up your spine. My mouth awash with your juices, as my fingers probed faster and harder, still under strict guidance. Time stopped... I watched your head drop back, your eyes close as I continued to work my mouth and fingers in unison, desiring only to please you... To be of value, and be valued. I am new to squirting techniques, a fact I am a little embarrassed about, but again, you entrusted me with your body, as I tried to stimulate you to squirt.... I know I can do it.. But as yet, it remains another area for refinement and personalisation to your specific needs. I like the fact that we still have a list of 'firsts'. I am no novice, but I would hate to have become stale, bored, self absorbed. My focus is clearly on your needs, where it should be. I look forward to your guidance, and your words of encouragement... At the very least.. Practice makes perfect...'

24 June 2018

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I was having dinner at a hotel in the Adelaide hills after work. I'd worked until 6pm and couldn't wait for the one hour drive home, so despite being in tradie clothes, I stopped in. The woman working at the petrol station next door to the hotel and had come in for a drink at the bar after work, as she knew the staff. She joked about my tradie clothes and I suggested that it was hard to pick up in a pub dressed the way I was. She reassured me that it wouldn't be that hard and I sensed there may have been some interest, so I told her I'd be back at the same day and time the next week dressed in better clothes, and that if she was there, I'd try pick her up. It was a risk to dress up and drive 50 minutes on a whim. But if she showed up and remembered me, it was a sure thing. Sure enough, she was there and the banter/flirtation continued. Not being prepared for the best, ie. booking a room (which would have been far too presumptuous). I had to hope that she could host. She had a flatmate and said that she was older and moody, so her place would only work if we were super quiet. When we arrived at her place her moody flatmate was still awake and watching television in the lounge, so we agreed that I would climb through the bedroom window. But when she opened her bedroom window, I had a sudden thought as to what would be a little different and exciting. So I asked her to just bend over and hang her butt out the window rather than me climbing in. She obliged, and sat hanging out of the window and I was able to eat her out from behind. I took a few breaks in between to slide a few fingers in and out of her, but then went straight back to licking her pussy until she couldn't take anymore and insisted I finger fuck her. I have done this with her 3 times now. Always in the same way, and she has never even seen my cock. I text her as I climb her back fence and she opens the window and hangs her butt out. The last time I did it I slowly ran my tongue around her arse as I was fingering her which made her climax within 3 minutes. We have spoken about her coming over and me hanging my cock out of the window. But I worry that might spoil the relationship we seem to have. I didn't plan it as a fantasy until I had a chance to reflect on it. That's when I decided that it's the only relationship I want with her. And I am sure that we are both happy with that!

20 May 2018

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