A few years back, I was seeing a woman. She spoke of an ideology and lifestyle that was very close to my own, so we travelled that path for a time. She invited me to an NBO event. At this point in my life men were not on the menu. I don't like intruding in a space where I don't fit the premise, she assured me it was fine. Ok great lets do that. (Nerves and anxiety set aside) These moments are always a big event! Wake up, get the chores done, have clothing out, brush and scrub, cut everything that needs a cut! And she was much the same. It was part of our lives we were looking to bring together! All ready, both vibing, in the car and on the way! I held my nervous and anxious energy in check, I knew I didn't fit the premise, didn't want to cause a fuss or upset the apple cart, but she wanted me there and told me I was welcome there, so I gave that priority. We arrive, fuckarse about with parking in the city, not quite well knowing there where of where we are or where we're to be hahaha... thats part of the adventure! Is it here... "hi were here for the orgy" "ahh sorry this is a kebab shop", "ahh sorry to bother you"... laugh and giggle and find the right door... And we do, we find it and go up. It's important to me another in my company is comfortable, I don't show or allow my ill feelings come forth to spoil the party. The premise, the parking fails and finding the door was a journey, but I was aware of the failures and embarrassment stacking up on the downside tally. I breathe, I smile, I want her to have a good time, so that is what i do! We get in and get introduced to the man running the show, there he stands nude in a hi vis safety vest! Very forward, very confident! Exuding joy and welcoming energy in every direction... this is a man well adjusted to himself and his place in life... We mill about, everyone is to be nude, there is a brief moment before plat where the director stands at the centre of all attention, proud, firm and casually setting the boundaries to the crowd. What the boundaries are, what facilities are there, who to speak to in the event of drama... game on! He was a character I admired... he ran a crowd and did all the heavy lifting so the others can enjoy the space 😊😊😊 So we mill about, my mind triage the space, furniture, people, theorising sex positions, acts, things I know the woman I'm with likes, triaging the men, the fun ones, the expressive! Candidates of who she may like to play with. I was very welcome in the space, the men are the definition of fun 😁 polite, this is a place where invitation is given, the answer is given respect... there is no tantrum chucking or butthurt rejection, just happy acceptance, happy people! We attended a room, a bed, found a space and played somewhat acclimating to it all. I cant recall much of that time. I can feel unease and nerves in the woman I'm with, I can see the care in which she moves, speaks... she's uncomfortable and cautious... I am as well but I put that aside... its her night, her event, she has priority in my mind. I see she wants to interact... I can see the men do to... this is the awkward moment of every high school dance 💃we all want but how do we start 😂😂 I triage the crowd, her, the furniture and played tetris in my head whilst we played... I come to her ear and put forth my idea... she nods... I give her the "I'm done" commands to tell me when she has had her fill. I stand and speak "ok lads the lady here wants a line of men over here" I pointed to the bedside. "Condom only, you have 1 minute to fuck her for all your worth then it is the next man's moment" I put her where I needed her on the end of the bed, facing me, arse and pussy presented to the line of men forming up. She gripped my cock, and mewed... her lips intimate upon me... she was comforting herself with my body, bringing herself into a space to be able to play with men she did not know. "When she's done she's done" I invited the man at the front to approach... he gripped her hips, splayed open her legs and fed his body into hers... 😂😂😂 it was on! I felt her masks drop, the discomfort eroded, cast adrift and forgotten, animal woman appeared! Her eyes and energy igniting and dripping! The intimate hand on my cock shifts to paws and claws... to a grip of an animal holding prey its caught... She purrs and grunts and devours my cock as if starving... all the while my mind and focus is on the crowd... my men... "Next, good man".... "next thank you" I praise the one who just gave and welcome the next... "you're up mate, give her a good serve, you've 1 minute" I keep a slow count in my head as I conduct, at times it became a guess, doing the crowd work, monitoring them, praising and encouraging, monitoring her welfare and energy, having an animal woman attacking my cock ravenously... the men were good, I didn't want to cheat them, but concentrating on time became quite challenging! "Next... one minute, you're doing well lads, condom only, join the line" id reiterate... As this goes on I feel its be better served if she thanked each man, so I give her the instructions... when I say next you thank them... And it begun... "thank you" she exclaimed as the next man filled her... then she became a mindless mess for her minute... counting in my head, watching the crowd "next" "thank you..." the moan and growl as the next filled her... the high vis vest appearing habitually "everyone good in here" doing welfare checks. One man cam up and asked if he could go again, "absolutely mate, that's between you and the other men in the line, join the back" and he excitedly runs off to the back 😂😊😊 he was very sweet. On and on... the commentary, the growling moans... her grip upon me, moments of her chest to the bed gasping, then frantically rising to put my cock back in her mouth... She taps out... "ok lads she's done, well done, thank you guys" I close it down and spend some time holding and comforting. She regains herself and we mosey and socialise. The man who rejoined the line comes up "that was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen" we both laugh merrily... "Can I cum on your chest?" She looks at me and I indicate it's hers to answer, her body not mine, all said with eyes and a hand gesture... "Yes!" She bellowed at him! His eyes expanded and glee was written all over his body!!! A man beside him suddenly erupted in the same way and he asks "can I lick it off?" Absolutely she said gleefully 😁😁😁 She kneels and he jerks off onto her chest... the other steps in and licks her clean. She looks up at me grinning and smiling and erupting in joy and laughter! The 1st man stands there... he turns to me... "now that's the second hottest thing I've ever seen" 😂😂😂 We all have a good moment together then move off into the party. I speak to many of the men there and who they are, what they spoke of has opened me to places and things I'd not explored at that time. They were happy merry men, playful, there for joy, there for play, very secure in themselves. Many made comment its why they play with men... men are fun and I can't fault them with what I saw in them... I saw a lot of men inside men giggling and cumming and playing 😂😂😂 We went home, cleaned and slept. I found joy in the life experience obtained, I found fun in the people there interacting with them. I enjoyed the crowd work, looking after her and helping her experience something she wanted. Did it do anything for me sexually? No. It wasn't an event for my needs, it was her event and I played my part to make sure she had her needs met. She wanted to fuck, play and be outrageous and so that's what I made sure occurred... On a side note, the NBO men are great and worth exploring.

16 July 2025

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* This is a fantasy influenced by our own lives and desires. Parts of it we have played out in reality, other parts we have not. It is from the perspective of a sissy cuckold in a loving FLR. You sit at the dressing table finishing up the last touches of your perfectly applied makeup. The faint sounds of water can be heard from the bathroom as Mistress Anna prepares herself. Anna has requested an effeminate, but not 'feminised' look for today, something that has taken time to practice effectively. Your skin is clear, lips are overlined and just the faintest application of eye-shadow can be seen. Combined with a new pixie-cut you make out to be the perfect 'twink'. Looking at your new hair-cut you're reminded of how the ladies giggled when you showed them the photo; the style Anna requested. "Is it for your boyfriend? I'm sure he'll like it!" they said so innocently. Your caged clitty gives a throb of embarrassment at the memory. Puckering your lips and fluttering your lashes, you pose as only an emasculated sissy would. The mirrored vision staring back causes another involuntary twitch in your panties. You delicately mince towards the wardrobe mirror to get a better look at your physique. Sliding your hands up and down your body, you pose to show off your plump ass and flat stomach. Anna has put you on a diet and strictly enforced your workout routine these past 4 months. The results have been nothing short of phenomenal, you look better than you ever did as a Man, your thong lost in the perky roundness of your perfect glutes. Feeling down towards your panties you imagine what it would be like to be with you, to use you. How a Man would feel...Involuntarily you slap your own ass, "Ooooh" you moan as your locked clitty twitches and splurts a small glob of cream in your panties, in agreement at the thought. The shower stops and you hear Anna's melodic voice, she hums a tune as delightful and terrifying as any siren could. A flush of anxiety tingles through you as Anna enters the bedroom; you can feel your nakedness in her presence the feeling of the thong riding up your backside and the tight cage encasing your clitty now more prominent than ever. Her training has been efficient and you feel a warm dull pain in your backside remembering what awaits if you displease her. She presents as natural, no makeup and no lingerie; such effort is only made for special occasions, occasions which no longer involve you. Even still, the oversized sweater just barely hiding her thick thighs is enough to make your caged clitty twitch with excitement. It is not often Anna asks for your company these days, not since she met Marcus. "Aww, aren't you cute Princess, I really love the new hair!", Anna lets out a soft giggle as your cheeks turn red. You stand still, hands behind your back ready to serve as she inspects her property. Your stoic composure ruined by a sharp smack to the ass. You yelp in pain as your dainty feet dance in shock before finding ground. Anna giggles again. She claps your hand and leads you onto the bed, she lays down and stares up at you with a bright smirk. "You know what to do Baby!", on hearing those words you get to work, eager to please your Mistress. She giggles as you gently kiss her thighs leading up to the most intimate of places. You begin to slowly roll up her sweater and for a split second your heart sinks, a cloud of jealousy engulfs your face and in protest your cage twitches sharply. You feel a sticky glob of cream settle in your panties. She's wearing a thong, lacey and white with an elaborate floral pattern. You recognise it immediately, Marcus bought her these panties the day she decided to lock your little clitty away for good....You still remember the lock clicking as she squeezed your cage and passionately embraced her conqueror. You look up, that smirk on her face says it all, she knows you know. "Well? It's not going to lick itself sissy", blushing you return to your task. You lightly kiss her tummy, heading downwards as your delicate soft hands start to tug on her lacey panties. She gives a small moan of contentment and repositions herself. Immaculately groomed, your nose is hit with a floral fragrance, one of the few benefits to being pussyfree being able to taste and smell your Mistress though you will never feel her inside warmth again. Your tongue finds its purpose and you start to lick passionately, she moans loudly and reflexively grabs your hair pushing you deep into her most private place. At first you were clumsy and unsatisfying, unable to pleasure a Woman in the soft and sensual manner required of a feminised beta male. Now though, you are an expert, she twitches and moans in ways your clitty could never bring her to. 'Aaah, Yes!', "Good Boi!" she cries. Your cage twitches and another glob of sissy cream fills your panties at the compliment. Your fingers begin to move, you've been trained well. You softly touch the outside of her crevice before exploring the interior. Anna moans as your index finger enters her moist cavern, oozing with excitement and pleasure. Your soft nimble fingers gently rub inside. A Man's hands would be too rough, too large, but yours are just right, a feeling reaffirmed by Anna's moans "Yes Baby!", "Keep going!", "aaaah!". You start to move faster and harder, keeping in Unison with her moans when suddenly Anna motions for you to stop. "Get the Strap-on Baby" she says breathlessly, still recovering from her ecstasy. You delicately remove your fingers before finding the strap, an eight-inch purple dildo with decent girth, roughly twice the size of your little clitty. It feels powerful in your hands and for a brief moment you think about what it must feel like to be Marcus, to be a strong, dominant and confident bull. The intense throbbing of your caged clitty snaps you back to reality. You enter the room strapped, ready to show Anna you can still be the Man she needs. The illusion is shattered when Anna giggles "I bet you feel so strong, huh Princess? All made up in your silky lingerie with your big Strap". Your face burns a bright red as you look away unable to keep eye-contact. "Aww, it's okay", "Come, why don't you show your Mistress how a 'real Man' fucks?".... Anna turns around and positions herself on all fours showing off her perfectly toned ass as she beckons for you to join. You stare at her ass, it's immaculate, firm and peachy from years of hard work. Your locked clitty gives a throb of embarrassment as you're reminded of how you could never do this position without a Strap-On. Her ass was just too big, one more reason for why she decided to Cuck you with Marcus. Climbing onto the bed you slowly pull Anna towards your Dildo. "Gentle now Honey, this one isn't like your clitty". Blushing you hold her tightly and slowly watch the dildo enter. Anna's moans grow louder as it penetrates deeper, reaching crevices where you've never been. You begin to move slowly, pushing your hips back and forth thrusting, slowly, but surely building up a pace. As you thrust, you're Almost reminded of what it feels like to be a Man but you know you're not. You have seen Marcus, his all-encompassing thrusts as he effortlessly lifts Anna off the ground; a feat you could never accomplish, even before you were locked. He is so strong, so powerful, so big. You thrust harder at the thought of him as Anna moans in Unison "Yes!", "Oh God Yes!", "You're so big, so strong Honey!"....Your cheeks flush red as your clitty splurts another glob of useless cream at her compliment, a phrase that is all too rare. You caress her body with your soft hands, you try to spank her but you cannot break your own conditioning and the slap comes across as barely a tap. Anna giggles at how emasculated you've become, she rubs your perky ass from behind before giving it a large smack. Yelping in pain, you speed up your thrusts as your locked clitty twitches furiously. Her legs tighten around yours as she moans louder and with increasing frequency. It has been over 10 minutes now, 9 more than you could ever do without assistance. She moans loudly, she's close, so close. You know you can do it, you thrust hard, like your life depended on it "God yes!, Yes!" she moans, "Yes, Oh Yes! Marcus! Oh!". Your heart breaks, but it only entices you to go further as your panties reach an overload, your locked sissy cream now soaking your panties and slowly oozing down your thighs. Anna lets out one final moan before collapsing onto the sheets in a huffing mess. "Stop Baby, Stop!" she mutters as you slowly and delicately remove the Strap. Your clitty is now throbbing remorselessly as you pant trying to recover your stamina. Anna regaining her voice giggles, "You did soooo well Baby, I almost forgot you're my prissy sissy sub" Anna looks at you playfully, "Pull your panties down sweetie. My Princess did so well tonight, I think she deserve a little reward don't you?". You nod swiftly to signal your agreement as you quickly pull your panties down. "Oh, my! Someone's excited! Looks like you made quite the mess sweetie, did you have a little sissygasm already?" You shake your head furiously so desperate to reach some sort of climax. Anna giggles, she swirls her index finger in the sticky precum covering your thighs and brings it to your mouth". "Suck on it Baby"....You hesitate, "You want your reward, don't you?". Blushing, you do as your told. The taste is bitter and your face scrunches up as result. Anna laughs sadistically and delicately strokes your face "Good gurl" she says before finding the keys to your misery. You stare at the keys longingly, your clitty throbbing faster with every second that she delays. Anna smirks, "Close your eyes cupcake". You squeeze your hands and eyes shut squirming in anticipation. Anna drops the keys "Ooops", your thighs rub together and you whine as she delays. "No Whining Princess!" Anna says sharply, you go silent reminded of that burning feeling in your backside from earlier. Finally, the lock falls and your delicate clitty springs to life in full bloom. It twitches wildly in excitement, all 4 inches of it. Anna giggles before giving it a little flick. "It looks smaller every time I see it, do you think it has shrunk?" Your face goes red and you stammer out a denial. Anna rolls her eyes, "Whatever you say Princess". Anna brings her hand to her mouth and laughs loudly "Sorry honey, I'm just thinking about Marcus and what he would look like with this little thing". She shakes her head, "It really is pathetic, isn't it?" You blush, voiceless to offer any rebuttal. Anna takes your little clitty between her finger and thumb giving it a light stroke, you moan and close your eyes involuntarily. "Do you like that sweetie, does it feel good?", "Y-yes Mistress" you stutter. "Good Gurl. Open your eyes now sweetie, I have something for you to see" You open your eyes and see Anna holding her phone out while her other hand continues to delicately stroke your clitty. She hits play. It's her, her in all her glory. She looks like a goddess, dolled up in the finest makeup; blush and contour expertly applied and her body, it's on full display. Her voluptuous physique barely hidden by her tight lingerie. She fondles her immaculate breasts before turning around to show off her plump ass, an ass way too big for your own diminutive clitty. You moan in approval as Anna giggles. A man enters the frame, tall and muscular, he has at least 5 inches of height and 30kg on you. He's naked and his shaft is hard and thick like a log. You squirm in embarrassment, you try to look away, but Anna grabs your face, forces you to stare at the screen. "Watch Baby, watch how a real Man pleasures your Mistress". She strokes harder and faster now with her finger and thumb. You squirm uncontrollably, you feel like crying as jealousy pours out of your little body, but you're too aroused, too focused on the large Man with your Mistress. You watch this digital play with anxiety, she moans as he grunts and with every moan and grunt Anna strokes harder. You don't want to cum, not to this. Not to another Man fucking your Mistress, It's not fair, it's not right, but it's too little, too late. Gurlish moans escape your mouth as your little clitty pumps glob after glob of sticky cream all over your tummy. You collapse and close your eyes exhausted as Anna giggles. "G-gosh honey, that must have really hit a nerve. I've never seen you so aroused before! Your clitty was like a fire hydrant!". You open your eyes to see Anna's beaming smile and a hand ready to feed you your just 'deserts'. "Lick it up now Baby, good gurls clean up their messes, don't they?". This is your life now, your life as Mistress Anna's sissy boytoy.

14 July 2025

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A long time ago… Friday afternoon, around 3PM. We're sitting on the sofa; her driving instructor will pick her up at 4. "I'm bored", she mentions out of nowhere. I look at her and say "Well, find something to do then." "I want to give you a blowjob..." I look at her again, "Mmmm..." Next thing, she's on her knees between my legs, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down my pants and undies. I haven't even had time to get hard and she takes me in her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her mouth makes me hard quickly and pretty soon my 7" erect cock no longer fits inside her mouth. She looks up at me with a smile on her face, while she slowly strokes my erection. "I like it when you grow hard inside my mouth." She starts licking my cock; from the base between my balls, all the way up to the head. When she reaches the top, her head moves down again and her tongue touches my skin again. After some time, her hand moves my cock up and she lowers her mouth over it. I reach out to hold my cock, but she swiftly move my hand away; she doesn't want me to interfere. She slowly moves her head up and down and, while doing that, keeps moving her tongue up and down as well. It feels like she's taking me a lot deeper in her mouth than she actually does and it feels amazing. Every time her head goes down she seems to want to take my cock a little further in. Every so often she lifts her head and looks at where her fingers are around my cock, proud of her achievements. Then my hard erection is back in her mouth again. Slowly but surely, her tempo goes up and after a while I start to feel the tension build in my groin. I'm almost ready to ejaculate when she stops and holds my cock in her hand, while she looks at me with an enquiring look on her face. "You were about to cum, weren't you?" "Uhuh...", I groan. She softly strokes my cock for a few minutes, just enough to keep it erect, then she resumes with her mouth. Fairly quickly I feel that tension in my body rise and again, just at the right moment, she stops and makes sure I do not blow my load. She's laughing out load now, "This is soooo much fun!" Followed by "I love being in control." I only manage to grunt a little more. Once again, she starts slowly taking my cock in her mouth and I didn't think I could get any harder, but I did. Again, she is making it feel like every single time she is taking me in her mouth just a little deeper. She's speeding up and I feel my balls are full and want that release. At the same time, I don't want to give it to her that easily; she has teased me... Now I'll make her work for it. This time though, she is determined; I can feel that she is working my cock in a way that she wants me to cum. So I try the best I can not to. After about a minute (or maybe it was just 20 seconds, who knows), I cannot take it anymore. I let go and can feel that first squirt of sperm fill up her mouth. She does not stop sucking my cocking. Another squirt and I can feel my legs starting to shake; I'm having the first real orgasm in my life. I keep cumming and I might even have passed out for a few seconds. When I come around again, she still has my cock in her mouth. I feel cold; it's like the temperature has dropped several degrees. I look at her and she looks up to me. She lets go of my cock and has a big smile on her face. "You got a mouthful?", I ask her. Her smiles gets even bigger and she opens her mouth to show me. Seeing how happy she is, is a huge turn on. I can feel myself get hard again. "Are you going to swallow?" She shakes her head and a bit of cum starts dripping down the side of her mouth. She closes her mouth and I close in to give her a kiss. Full of cum, she takes my cock in her mouth once again. Then she gets up to go to the kitchen sink. When she returns, she comes sit next to me on the sofa. "Still half an hour left..." "My turn", I say, while I lower myself between her legs and start pulling off her jeans. God, she was so wet. So yummy... When she got back from her driving lesson, she giggled "My instructor told me that I looked different today. My lips appeared to be fuller. I wonder why that was..."

13 July 2025

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Fetishes are funny things. Where do you draw the line between something that’s a turn-on or preference, and a full-blown fetish? What do we mean by the word ‘fetish’ anyway? There’s a presumption in the term of something that is deviant, unhealthy; unhealthy in that it becomes obsessive, a suggestion you can’t get off, or can’t enjoy sex, without indulging the fetish. And where do fetishes come from? An early experience in adolescence, or were you born with it? Or introduced to it by another? Does it have to be something that feels like you should hide it, or can you have a fetish about something that’s considered ‘normal’?   And yet, we all have our individual sexual preferences. Some like their partners shaved, some don’t. Some like the thrill of exhibitionism & some don’t… and *everyone* has their favourite way to fuck, and a favourite position or two. Don’t they?   I have many, many turn on\s and preferences. Lingerie. Taking photos (more than videos). Exhibitionism/voyeurism. Writing smut, obviously. Sex outside, where you might be caught. Stolen moments where you shouldn’t be fucking. Positions – primarily ones that mean deep penetration. So I guess that’s another one. Watching my wife come. On my cock, on someone else’s, using a toy. I’ve enjoyed and loved pushing her into enjoying most of these too from time to time, and that’s what I always write about.   But I think the only one that’s a full blown fetish for me is shoes. I’ve always loved high heels. I reckon it started when I was a teenager doing an evening paper round. We used to collect the papers from a shed in the newsagent’s garden and he had all the returns from shops in there too – including the soft porn mags. We couldn’t nick them as they’d all been counted (someone did, once, newsagent told his mum he’d caught him, none of us were ever going to dare again :D), but getting there 3 or 4 minutes early to have a quick flick through, you could get away with. I didn’t seem to have a problem riding my bike with the raging boner this gave me.   In those days I think it was women displaying themselves openly and wantonly – something a teen could only dream of – that made my mental connection with anything and everything (not much, obvs) they were wearing, and that thrill has never left me. Not many years later, I realized what it was that heels did – pushed up a woman’s arse and tightened her calves – that made her look so desirable too. And I’ve never looked back, lol.   My wife’s always known I had a thing for shoes. When we first got together she used to say to me.   “I can wear flat shoes and we’ll walk in to town, or heels and you can pay for a taxi. Your choice.”   I spent a lot of money on taxis, let’s just put it that way.   But this tale is how she really realized how deep my shoe ‘thing’ went. We surprised each other to be honest. _____________   Once I must have criticised a pair of shoes once too often and she got annoyed.   “OK, if you don’t like my choices, you choose. Buy me some you think I’ll like and that you know you like and maybe we can both be happy.”    So I put in a hard evening’s work on the internet and found a bunch of shoes I fancied for her, and ordered them. It was going to cost me, but it would be worth it. To be honest it was the most enjoyable evening I’ve ever spent on the net. By the end of the night I was horny as hell and we had a great sex session. I hadn’t shown her any of my picks, they were going to be a surprise.    A week or so later all the shoes had arrived and we arranged an evening’s ‘fashion show’ to pick out the ones we liked the most. She told me to wait downstairs while she went to get changed into something suitable for trying on footwear and I waited for her like I was some assistant in a shop, surrounded by boxes. I was already pretty horny - I quite like a bit of being cock-teased and I knew this scenario was going to be pretty charged, although I had no idea how good it was going to get.   She didn’t take too long getting changed, and came downstairs wearing a short green shift dress. It came to mid thigh and was quite conservative on the top, but as she tripped down the stairs in bare feet I could see her tits jiggle under the dress and could see she was braless. I was already fizzing with anticipation to be honest and she was playing up to it too. She’d painted her toenails and put an ankle bracelet on to tease me further.   “How do you want to do this?” she asked   I hadn’t really thought about it much in advance so had to think on my feet.   “Erm, not sure. How about you sit down on the sofa and put your feet up on this footrest?”   She did so. She was beginning to look a bit nervous and I figured my lack of planning was rubbing off on her. Or maybe I was just being too obviously lustful. I figured I needed to put her at ease.   “Maybe we’ll start with a foot massage and get a bit relaxed?” I suggested   She smiled at this, she likes having a nice foot rub, and sat down looking already happier. I lifted her feet up one by one and rubbed my thumb under her arches, pushing in to her foot to really relax the tension. She looked much more relaxed quite quickly and wriggled her shoulders into the sofa. I gave her a quick kiss on the toes and reached for the first box.   “OK, first off we have ‘Siren’ sandals,” I said.   She laughed. Such an obvious, trite name. They had looked great online and I’d ordered them because they reminded me of the pair she’d worn when we went of our first date. However when I got them out of the box they weren’t *quite* the same. They still looked good though, shiny black, strappy and with a high blocky heel.   I slipped them on and she stood up and admired them. I think she liked them more than I did to be honest. Possibly they were a bit young for her? Not that this sort of thing bothers me much, I’m good with inappropriate, especially inappropriate sexualised clothes.   She paraded around the living room admiring the shoes and sat back down smiling.   “Great! You can keep these,” she said. “Great summer flirting shoes. What’s next?”   I hadn’t planned this out in any sequence. My brain was in a bit of a fog – probably lust induced - to be honest. This whole scenario of worshipping my wife’s feet and slipping pairs of sexy shoes on and off while she modelled them for me was getting me pretty horny.   The second pair were some strappy coral sandals with about a 3” heel. I slipped them on really easy and they looked great, perfect summer shoes. Her painted toenails looked fantastic against them and as she stood up I felt my cock twitch hard and I had to force myself to keep breathing.   She paraded around a little and gave me a twirl. The skirt of her dress billowing up sightly as she did this, exposing her thighs, was so sexy. She laughed and held her skirt down a bit, then hitched it up to show off more leg and twirled again. I realized this was turning her on, almost as much as me.   “I’m not that keen on these,” she said. “They slip around too much when I walk in them, almost feels like I’m walking on a narrow ledge.”   Well that was a damn shame, as I loved the look. But we had plenty more to try.    This time when she sat down her legs parted a little and she didn’t rearrange herself. I slipped off the sandals and went for the next pair, but before I did, I sneaked a look as her skirt had ridden up. I hadn’t seen what panties she had on but they were one of her – well ok, my – favourites. A nude pair with black lace over the top. I swear I could see a slightly damp patch on them but I couldn’t just stare, so I busied myself with the next pair of shoes.   These were less open, nude Mary Janes with a cute strap over the top of the foot, wicked red soles (not real Louboutin's FFS, I’m not that rich!) and a slight platform sole. She held her feet out one after the other for me to slip them on. I sneaked my hand up her legs as I did this and felt her shudder slightly. She put her legs back parted even wider, too. I’m sure she noticed that I noticed.   She stood and walked – no, not in these. She *strutted* around the room. They were very sexy, but they didn’t go with the dress.   “These are too obvious hon. The platform makes them a bit hard to walk in, and the platform and sole just scream ‘tart’. I prefer to keep people guessing a bit,” she said with a wicked grin. “I might keep them for the bedroom but I’m never wearing these in public.”   This time when she sat down I think she could see I was hard as hell. She licked her lips as I smiled up at her. I could see her naked nipples were erect under her dress and standing out. As I looked down for the next pair of shoes I could have sworn I caught her reaching up to twist one out of the corner of my eye.    We were on pair 4 of 6 now and I was completely lost as to which box was which set of shoes, I was too horny to think straight. I opened the next box and they were black patent court shoes with an ankle strap. They were higher - maybe a 4” heel. Really shiny and sexy, these shoes were, frankly, made for men more than women.   The construction of them made them snugger too. I had to push these ones on and she helped by wriggling her feet, which in itself made my cock strain against my pants. I was beginning to lose control a bit here to be honest, I could feel my mouth was dry.   She was teasing the fuck out of me. She’d pulled her skirt up a little higher and her legs were open a little wider. She was turned on too, I was staring/not staring as I fitted the shoes and her thighs were quivering slightly and the wet patch on her pants was now unmistakable. I could smell her excitement too, and it was all I could do not to bury my face between her legs.   By this point my hands were shaking so much with pent up horniness I could get the shoes on, but I couldn’t do up the fiddly strap.   “Here, let me,” she said softly.   She bent forward and slipped the hooks on the straps – made it look easy – and kissed me hard from beneath her cloud of curls. She smelt delicious. Her skin, her perfume…..and the slight but unmistakable smell of by now soaking pussy.   I swear as she kissed me she felt the strength of my desire for her, like a dam ready to burst. I’m not sure she was looking at my pants but they were an absolute tent, my cock was like an iron bar straining against them. She pulled away from me and stood up, composed herself a little and pulled her skirt straight. But I could see how turned on she was too by now, her chest was flushed and her breathing was fast and ragged. She did her ‘turn’ around the room. Her legs looked amazing in these. The height and angle really made them look even more beautiful.   “These are better,” she said. “I can actually walk in them. Just. If I ever need to.”   She could, too, although the height was close to the limit for someone of her short stature and small feet to cope with. She took another quick turn as they fitted much better and she was happier walking in them, showing off to me and making sure she was showing plenty of leg.   She looked over to me and caught my eye, but I was completely gone. She must have seen some sort of animal look in my eyes I think, I almost caught a flash of fear but then I saw that fear also mix with lust. Her eyes flickered down to my pants and then widened. I’m not sure she’d ever seen me so wound up.   She looked me in the eye again and time seemed to stand still. Then she came back to the sofa and sat back down. I reached for her feet to slip the straps and move on to the next pair, but she just shook her head violently.   “Leave them on” she said in a low, sexy growl, biting her lip and staring in my eyes.   Then she slid down on to the floor to her knees and turned and bent herself over the footstool. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to. She pulled her dress up over her arse, parted her legs and pulled her panties roughly to the side. Her sparsely haired pussy was quivering, open, lips parted and wet, visibly aching for a cock.   I practically ripped my pants pulling open the buttons and shoving them down my thighs and my dick sprang out, at an upward angle of 45o. My helmet was huge, purple and throbbing, I’d never seen my cock so engorged.   I placed the broad helmet against her opening and swear I could see her juice running out of her. She tried to push back on to me to take me in, but I wanted to savour the sight and feeling. I just knew that moment of penetration with me so hard and her so wet was going to be phenomenal and I had to make the most of it.   “Just get that cock in me now,” she commanded breathlessly.   But it was my turn to tease. I wanted this moment to last for ever. I was rocking my hips just giving her the end of the tip. Every tiny movement forward pushed her open slightly wider, every tiny movement back I could see the tip of my cock glistening. Then I gave her half the head. Then pulled back. This time as my cock head pulled away from her pussy a long string of her juice came with it. It seemed to take an age. Then the string snapped. And something instantly snapped in me.   I lunged forward and gave her my whole length at once, forcing her open wide. My cock’s maybe average, bit over average length, but I’ve always been proud of my girth so it was a fat chunk of meat to take in one hit. She cried out and her pussy clenched, stopping my thrust. I pulled back then rammed it home again. This time she was ready for it and her canal opened up to my assault and I bottomed out, forcing my pubes against hers.   She let out a deep, low moan, something primal.   “Fucking hell Rob! Never felt you so deep.”   I don’t think I’d ever felt her so wet. She can be quite reserved until she suddenly loses it, and she’d lost it here. She was absolutely wanton, reaching back and pulling her thighs apart to open herself up as wide as she could.   “Just need to be fucked.” She grunted. “Hard. HARD!”   I gave it to her. I grabbed her arse and hips to ram her back on to my cock, whilst spreading her wide with my thumbs. I hooked one thumb into her panties to keep them well out of the way pulled right to the side. With the speed and strength I was ploughing into her, I didn’t want any material anywhere near me getting in the way or giving me friction burns.   My cock was as hard as it’s ever been in my life as I plunged deep again and again into my gorgeous wife. Her creamy white arse was rippling with the power of my thrusts as she moaned her way towards her first orgasm. She bit down on her own hand as she cried out, then grabbed her own tits roughly as I pounded her and started kneading them. I could see the sweat beading in the small of her back just below the material of her dress that was still bunched round her waist.   “Hold my heels,” she gasped.   I leaned back and held the heels in my hands. This angled my cock further forward in her so my fat helmet was raking the front wall of her pussy, right on her G spot and she yelled out in pleasure.   “Don’t stop!” she yelled.   I had no fucking intention of stopping. It was fucking great for me too. Leaning back gave me the absolute best visuals. Every time I pulled my cock back her pussy lips gripped my shaft and pulled out with it, like her cunt didn’t want to let go, then I would ram back in and see her lips collapse inwards with the friction of my shaft. She was grunting and moaning, every so often one of my thrusts would have her making an involuntary ‘oof’ as it hit her just right.   My heavy balls were swinging forward and smashing into her clit with every hard thrust. I could feel the juice dripping from her and coating them. She reached back to hold and grab my balls but they were just too wet and her hand slipped off.   I felt the ring of her pussy opening start to grip tighter and tighter around my shaft and grinned. I know this response, when she’s heading for a big one her cunt does this incredible ‘wet pit’ thing. Her lips get super tight around your cock and then, suddenly, it’s like inside that tight ring the rest of her pussy suddenly opens a mile wide and soaks up like you wouldn’t believe.   It happened now. The relentless pressure of the head of my cock rubbing her G spot tipped her over the edge and suddenly I couldn’t feel her pussy walls on my head any more, it had opened a mile wide and I felt a burst of wet heat at the same time as her ring gripped me like a hand.   “Oh! Oh! Oh! YES! YES! YESSSSSSS!” she wailed.   Her whole body convulsed and her pussy pulsed on me, gripping then relaxing, gripping then relaxing, all the time feeling like it was sucking me into her. She flailed one hand behind her trying to pull me in to her, all the while yelling. I was there too.    I gave one last, violent, incredibly deep thrust and pulled her hips to me as I rammed my cock hard up against her womb with the primal urge to impregnate. I closed my eyes and saw stars. I could feel the sperm boiing in my balls and surging up my shaft, enclosed in her tight pussy like a wet pulsating velvet glove, and it was like I could SEE the head of my cock hard up against her cervix swelling then opening, blasting 1, 2, 8 thick ropes of cum into her willing, receptive womb. It was an incredibly intense orgasm.   “Fucking HELL! I can FEEL you spurting in me!” she shouted joyously. “Unnnn… yeah… keep going… fill me up.”   She was grinding her arse back on to me, rotating her hips to get me, to get my cum as deep in her as she possibly could.   I stayed where I was for a good 2 or 3 minutes, savouring the aftermath of my orgasm and the feel of her hips as my cock started softening and slipping out of her. As I withdrew, I marvelled at the sight. Her cunt was gaping and quivering, with a pool of cum forming but it didn’t pour out of her – I’d fucked it so deep into her.   She quickly pulled her panties over her slowly leaking hole, then turned round and gave be a wicked smile, threw her arms round me and kissed me deeply.   “Prob’ly ruined these pants,” she sultrily whispered in my ear “Don’t care though. I hope they’re stained. Every time I see that stain I’ll remember this.”   Then kissed me again.    “I want them to be stained. I want to remember this fuck.”   __________________   I don’t have to ask for her to wear heels in the bedroom anymore. It’s become our unspoken symbol   You see, what she really loves is to be pounded, hard. She wants a big cock hitting her insides hard and deep. Not every sex session is going to go down that path, variety is the spice of life, but she knows damn well if she wears the shoes a serious pounding is exactly what she’s going to get. And as for walking in them? It’s irrelevant. We never get out of the house.

8 July 2025

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A long time ago my wife told me of a fantasy she wanted to come true. Where basically I'd tie her to the bed, blindfold her and she wanted a random guy to come and have his way with her. I spoke to some swinging friends of ours B (wife) and M (Hubby) and they agreed to let me borrow M for the evening. The day came around and I hadn't told Jen a thing about what was happening....just that it was happening. We showered, she dressed in revealing and easily accessible lingerie and we had a few drinks to loosen us both up. We adjourned to the bedroom with 15 minutes to go and I proceeded to tie Jen up and finally put the blindfold on. Within minutes I got a text from M saying he was there, I told him to come in through the sliding door to our bedroom, but be quiet. At this stage I started working on Jen, clamps on the nipples, little vibe working her clit, talking about how her fantasy was going to happen...she was soaked as M and to my surprise B snuck into the room. M removed the vibe and slid his face into Jens soaked pussy, lapping her juices like a starving man. B came over to me, grabbed my hard cock and simply winked as she sucked it deep into her mouth. It didn't take long for Jen to moan out an orgasm, as she quivered on the bed, M and I released her legs, he slid on a condom, pushed her legs up towards her head and slammed deep in one thrust, this set Jen off again and made B reach out and furiously rub Jens already engorged clit. B also had her hand on my cock and was jerking me off to the point of cumming....then backing off. M moaned he was about to cum and I instructed him to wait while we repositioned. We untied Jen, moved her around on her back and B then lowered her smooth soaked pussy onto Jens face. Jen immediately took off the blindfold and moaned that she needed that pussy to lick and B obliged. M started to fuck Jens pussy with reckless abandon as I slipped on a condom and slid into B, the feeling of Jens tongue sliding over my shaft as I fucked B relentlessly soon had me to the point of cumming. Along with the girls furiously licking and sucking each others clits we all came together. We disentangled and shared a shower, me with B and Jen with M, we then spent the rest of the evening naked and fucking each other in the spa, the lounge, bathroom, you name it...we fucked there. After they left Jen and I discussed what had happened, overall, she was happy with the way the night panned out, but......it wasn't a random stranger. We agreed to make more plans to make it happen, but that is another story for another time.

1 July 2025

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I hop off the plane, I’m away from ‘my life’ for a few days. Although working, I’m not near my work. I am known widely at home for the work I do, so who I am is already predetermined. I go and collect my luggage, looking around at strangers that have no idea who I am or who I should be. I get in the taxi and head to the hotel. I do the usual unpacking then remove the zipped bag from my suitcase. I find a drawer in the cupboard and remove some toys, and underwear. I remove my dildo, butt plugs, lube and a fake pussy just to name a few. I head to the shower and wash my travel off my body, my cock going hard with the thoughts of able to live my life. I think about what the night will bring as I have been speaking to him for the past few months, organising this business trip meet up when I first seen his profile. I dry myself and take myself to the bed, looking over at the naughty corner with my toys awaiting and send him a message. I let him know I have an amazing room, and look forward to meeting him. Thought get the better of me and head to get some toys. I touch my cock and it gets hard. I grab the lube, plug and dildo and place them within reach on the bed. I lube up my arse thinking of having it touched later that evening and slide my fingers in. Fingers are then replaced by my dildo, oh I have been waiting for the feeling of my arse stretched. I take a quick pic and send it to my booty call to show him what to look forward to. I remove the dildo and replace it with a plug, keeping my arse slightly stretched and lubed. I go back over to the cupboard and get the fake pussy. I lick the rubber pussy before I add some lube and fuck in with the dildo. I rest my head near the pussy, hearing the wet sliding motion of the dildo fucking the pussy. The dildo slides out of the pussy and slides into my mouth. I repeat this many times. I love the idea of watching a pussy stretched by a cock and sucking the juices from the cock. My cock is leaking precum, so I gather it and wipe on the pussy lips. I bring the pussy to my mouth and lap the wet pussy with my tongue, licking the lube and precum from it. I lay back on my back and remove my butt plug, this is replaced by the dildo and I begin to fuck myself. I finish licking the pussy and then use my fresh precum to lube up the pussy and slide my cock in. I am in the middle of a MMF and imagine how it would be to pursue this lifestyle more frequently than just on holidays. It doesn’t take long until my arse tightens on the dildo and my breathing increases in pace. I take my hand from the dildo and both hands grab the pussy as I release my load of hot cum inside of it. I lay there for a few seconds thinking about tonight and feel guilty that I can only offer him a now smaller load. I remove my cock from the pussy with a pop and bring it over my face. The smell of hot cum unlocks my hidden desire and a bring the pussy to my face. The smell is strong and the taste is delicious. I squeeze the pussy to ensure the creampie is dripping out and I use my tongue to lick it clean. I lay on the bed thinking how much stronger the smell of sex will be tonight when I can let myself be me - bisexual.

28 June 2025

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I was having dream the other night. Most of my dreams aren’t of the wet variety but this one was. Judging by the view out the window, it was set in Spain or Portugal I think. I have never been to either country so my impressions must have been motion picture based. In this dream, I was ushered into a very basic hotel room (possibly in a back packer or very cheap hostel) by a woman (who seemed to be the manager or at least running the place at the time) in a really peasant style dress with a full length apron covering it. If she had had her hair in rollers covered by a scarf it would have completed the image, but she didn’t from memory. Nothing was said, which seems to be the norm for dreams, or mine at least. She left and I surveyed my surroundings. There was sort of a view between the adjacent old “Portugal” style buildings. The internal walls were starkly bare, white wash looking, roughly plastered or stuccoed and there was no bathroom but a shower recess that opened directly into the room, only enclosed by one fixed and the other sliding frosted glass door. I must have been unpacking or something when the woman returned and brought with her another woman. This other woman strongly resembled a woman I had seen for some time working in the local supermarket in real life. She must be ten to fifteen years younger than me, quite short or tiny at about five foot. I am 190cm or 6’ 3”. The woman in the supermarket is so friendly. I had spoken to her few times in the course of scanning my groceries and had had many wanks afterwards when I got home to the thought of rooting her, (say out in the storeroom of the supermarket until I collapsed from exhaustion), over the weeks and months of attending that supermarket. And they say sex doesn’t sell! Anyway, back to the dream, it seemed to be explained to me (still no words in my dream) by the manager that my shower enclosure was a shared one and that the other woman was going to have a shower. I seemed to acknowledge that and returned to my unpacking. I heard the shower water running and the shower sliding door closed. I turned to review the shower and my fellow traveller indulging in her shower. As I stood there perving, through the frosted, steamed up glass, I could make out the curves of her buns, smallish to average tits and her shapely female figure in general. Granted, I should have been paying attention to my own business, but hey, this was, as it turned out, my “horny” dream. Had it been real life, I would have had my dick out and been pulling myself as I perved on at this horny little woman in the shower. However, in my dream I can’t remember having my tool in my hand and so I just stared on, intrigued. When she turned around I could make out through the frosted glass, a triangle of dark, black pubic hair between her legs, contrasting against her alabaster white skin and relished how, after she finished soaping her belly and thighs she opened her legs bow legged style to drive her hand and the cake of soap up between her legs, soaping up her, perineum and the lips of her vulva, the pubic hair frothing up the soap that splashed onto the surface of the shower recess glass before it ran down ever so slowly. Reminiscent somewhat of cum and how it runs down the inside of the shower recess glass slowly after I explode, when I have a shower wank. My curiosity and randiness eventually overcame me and I advanced to the shower recess door and slowly slid it open. The little person, gasped in surprise and tried in vain to cover her bits, before quickly sliding shut the glass door. If this had been real life I am sure there would have been a broadside of abusive and indignant words, but once again due to it being a dream, there was just silence. A few seconds passed and after curiosity got the better of her, she slowly slid the door open again and stood there full frontal, still holding an arm across her tits, the hand on door duty was the one that had been covering her black thick thatch of pubic hair. As I stared down, the water washed through the thatch, the white soapy bubbles thinning out and streaming down her legs. Why is it that women’s bodies are so intriguing to guys? Guys are pathetic! They’re entranced by things that are really just meat… albeit nicely shaped meat. The shower water washed down over pubic hair that was no longer lush and bush like but now fairly short to non existent. The next time I blinked the vulva lips were completely bald and succulent framed as I said by her lovely full white skinned thighs. The look on her face was one that said “well, what are you going to do now?” coupled with a slight apprehension. I leant forward and felt as much of her that I could access, arriving at her belly before letting my hand explore further down until I felt her thigh. She invitingly parted her vulva lips and I slipped a finger between them and massaged her clit for some time before sliding it into her wet warm slippery hole, fingering her as the warm shower water ran down over her tits and down onto my hand and her vagina. I took a handful of her vagina and squeezed it again and again as she held my arm in place lest I stop pleasuring her. At some point I bent over down at vagina level and made a very close inspection of the plump roundness her lovely lips, kissing their exquisite plumpness and tonguing the slit until returning my finger to massage her clit and penetrate her hole, watching as the lips closed in around my finger as it coursed up and down in its deliciously slippery little trench. The dream switched abruptly at that point and she was out of the shower and fully dressed. She was dressed in skin tight top and leggings. I was standing beside her and she was looking straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to my presence, as if she was staring out the window as I used her body for my pleasure this time. I had a hand on her knickerless, lycra clad camel toe and I was running a finger tip up and down in the crack and over the round silky texture, exciting myself. This time it was my turn to be naked. My tool was hard and standing up as I took it in hand. I placed it against the side of her thigh and dry humped the side of her lycra clad leg, alternating between feeling her camel toe and feeling up a tit with one hand as I held her waist with the other for support, pulling her to me, as I humped away for all I was worth, sliding my tool up and down over the smooth, shiny material. The knob or shaft of my tool didn’t seem to be suffering from lack of lubrication (it was a dream after all) and I seemed to blow effortlessly (not usually the case. There is usually a lot of grunting and vocal release or grunting) shortly after, shooting multiple (also not the usual case) jets of my hot white jism over the side of her black (I think it was specifically black or very dark coloured as the white jism stood out so vividly against it), lycra covered thigh, rubbing it in with the knob, trying to make as much mess as possible I suppose. Sort of marking my territory like a randy dog. I must have woken up about then as I can’t remember anything else except that I had to wipe my fully awake knob of the pre-cum that was by now saturating my PJs.

26 June 2025

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Mary and I have just had our 5th wedding anniversary. With no children, we had decided to give ourselves a real treat. We booked a cruise. Not just trip but the best that money could buy. Ten days in the South Pacific with one of the best cruise lines, a luxury state-room (no cabins for us) and all the first class trimmings that were on offer. We have a great sex life. Our lovemaking was just getting better all the time. The passion of our first night together has only increased as the years go on. Somehow, we clicked in every department possible. We are totally in love and everything we seem to do fitted in with each other. If this is heaven, we are both here. On night 3 of our cruise, we were invited to the Captains’ table. There were eight of us at the table this night, 3 couples, the Captain and a woman sitting opposite us, so stunning that Mary and I commented quietly to each about her attractiveness and beauty. When she sat down, we introduced ourselves to her and the other 3 couples. She called herself Anna. We figured she was about 30 years old. I had a terrible time, during our meal, to stop myself just staring at her and making a fool of myself. Mary also seemed to be having problems keeping her eyes off her too. Our conversations between the other guests mainly revolved around the trip we were on and small talk about our families and where we were from. After the main course and before our sweets, while the band was playing, the captain invited Anna to dance. As they got up to dance, the rest of the table got up to dance as well. At the end of the first tune, the Captain came over to Mary and I and asked to swap partners. Mary said yes and as the next song started, Anna and I began to dance. The song they were playing was a bit slow so taking advantage of the situation, I put my arm around Anna, drew her in close to me and indulged in the sweet perfume of her body as we began smooth movements across the dance floor. Our bodies sort of melted together as we danced. Her perfume invaded my nose as we held each other close. Anna commented on how well we moved together and I answered that she and I must have something special. I could feel the adrenaline rise in my chest as my heart began a rhythm of its own. On arriving back at out table for sweets, Anna said she wanted to “powder” her nose and asked Mary to join her – you know… that woman thing. When they returned, Mary looked a little flushed. I asked her was anything the matter and all she said was something about Anna complimenting her on her beauty and her body and that she was such an attractive woman. I reminded her that many people have said the same thing so I asked why? What was different this time? She said that the each time Anna said something about her “she touched my hand or my arm” and her touch tingled! It made me feel really strange inside. “My tummy tightened a little each time and and it felt like my heart skipped a beat” she said. She said it was a strange and odd feeling and it stirred something unknown deep within her. I jokingly asked if she was going “gay” for the night. The stern look I got told me to discontinue with that little gem of an observation. As the evening wore on, the Captain and couple by couple, the others excused themselves until there was just Anna, Mary and myself at the table. We all wandered off to a bar and had a drink, played a few hands at the tables and we finally said to Anna that we were off to our room. She asked which cabin we were in and Mary told her we were in one of the state-rooms. Anna gasped… So am I! So the three of us, Anna and Mary with their arms hooked to mine, walked toward our rooms. We arrived at Anna’s room first and she announced “this is my room”. We stopped and exchanged ideas that we might meet up tomorrow. Anna then turned to me, drew her face up to my face, like a European kiss, and whispered “I want to fuck Mary”, then pulled slightly away before bringing her face and mouth to my other ear and whispered “and then I want you to fuck me”. What did she just say? I stood there stunned… She drew away from me slightly then brought her mouth to mine and as our lips met, she thrust her tongue into my mouth and so began a deep kiss that lasted about 5 seconds – an eternity - before I remembered that Mary was standing inches away watching the whole thing. Anna quickly let go of me and as she turned towards Mary, I saw Mary looking at me just as stunned as I was. Eyes and mouth both wide open and a bewildered look on her face. Anna put a hand on each of Mary’s hips and repeated her European kiss routine with Mary. I could not hear but she whispered something to Mary, swapped sides and whispered something in her other ear, just as she had done with me. Momentarily, I saw Mary’s eyes open wide again before Anna kissed her full on her still open mouth. As she kissed her, her arms slid off Mary’s hips and encircled her body, holding her very close to her. My 7 inches was starting to take shape, watching as this kiss went on for what seemed like about 30 seconds! What the hell am I seeing? Their faces inched apart and for a few seconds as the girls just looked at each other and then their lips locked together again. Mary’s arms wrapped themselves around Anna and this kiss lasted at least a minute. It was my turn to be stunned. While they were kissing, my head was screaming at me. Did Anna say the same to Mary as she did to me? Mary isn’t lesbian or even bi-sexual, never kissed another woman yet look her kissing Anna. When their lips parted this time Anna said to Mary “So”? Mary looked at me, then Anna, then me again before looking straight into Anna’s eyes and say “Yes”. Yes what? Anna opened her door and the two girls stepped inside the door. Anna turned to me and said “Are you coming”? Not just yet I thought but hopefully I will be soon and perhaps all of us will be coming soon. I followed them into the room and closed and locked the door. Now I know what it means, when one woman looks into the eyes of another and says “yes”…

26 June 2025

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The morning air in June was thick with humidity. China in summer had a way of clinging to the skin, making everything feel ripe, slow, and suspended in time. I had the fan going, and the balcony doors open, but the heat was stubborn — the kind of heat that begged for bare skin. She arrived just after nine. No classes that day, just a quiet stretch of hours that neither of us planned to waste. She wore a thin cotton dress, damp at the collar from the walk. Her silver hair was swept up, but tendrils had escaped, curling at her temples. She looked... radiant, flushed and powerful, even before a word was said. “I brought oil,” she murmured as she stepped inside. She set the small vial on the table — dark glass, unmarked, filled with a golden liquid that smelled faintly of spice and something floral. “Ylang-ylang, sandalwood, rose,” she said, slipping out of her dress with one smooth motion. “Tantric blend. Stimulates the senses. Opens the body.” I stood there, shirtless already, heat prickling at my spine. She lay down on my futon, draped in just a linen sheet, the curve of her hip peeking through, back arched ever so slightly. I knelt beside her, hands slick with the warm oil I’d rubbed between my palms. “Don’t rush,” she said. “Start like you're painting me. Slow. Devotional.” So I did. I began with her shoulders — long, gliding strokes down her back, pausing at the hollows, pressing gently into the knots of tension. Her breath deepened. She guided me, softly, showing me how to press, to pause, to breathe in sync with her. It wasn’t just touch. It was communion. Her hips rose slightly as I worked the oil lower, over her thighs, the backs of her knees. I could see her body responding — not in jerks or gasps, but in subtle undulations, her entire being softening into the sensation. Then she turned. Naked now, fully. Legs parted slightly, unabashed. Her nipples were tight, pebbled from the heat or the anticipation — likely both. I began again — chest, belly, the space just beneath her ribs where she shivered with each exhale. She kept eye contact now, not shy, but hungry, open. “Touch the edges,” she whispered. “Tease. Don’t take. Let it build.” I circled her sex with oiled fingers, not yet entering—just tracing, pressing gently into the inner thighs, the mound, the soft lips. Her breath came heavier now, chest rising with each stroke. I could feel the tension winding tighter beneath her skin. “You’re not here to make me come,” she said, voice thick with pleasure. “You’re here to awaken me.” And awaken her, I did. Every part of her was alive — each nerve ending lit like flame under my hands. She guided me into a rhythm, a flow, and soon her moans weren’t sounds, they were vibrations — deep, primal, echoing through the room. The sheets beneath her were damp. The scent of oil, sweat, and sex hung in the air like incense. When I finally entered her, it wasn’t sudden — it was a surrender. Her body took me in like water welcoming the storm. Her hands gripped my back, fingernails trailing fire. We moved slowly at first, matching breath for breath, then deeper, stronger — until our bodies were slick and pounding, the air filled with the slap of skin, the low, guttural sounds that belong only to those who have gone far, far beyond simple arousal. She came first — not a single peak, but wave after wave, legs trembling, voice caught between sob and scream. She held my face as I followed, release crashing through me so violently I saw white, then black. We collapsed in a heap — bodies entwined, covered in oil and heat. Outside, the city buzzed on, unaware. But in that room, something sacred had just passed between us, something raw, radiant, and real. She lay against my chest, her voice a whisper. “Now that,” she said, smiling lazily, “was worship.”

23 June 2025

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My man I knew was waiting for me at home. All I could think about was T, his ex that he introduced me to! I thought she was so sexy, and I just wanted to be smother in her tits and enjoying each. While we were in a 69, my man walked in he didn't stop us he just sat and watched in awe! T and I started moaning and groaning, and we bought each other to extreme orgasm! T see my man, she got up walked over and dropped to he knees and deep throated him, till he cummed all over her face and tits! I couldn't help myself I helped clean her up! We all went for a shower, T and I started fingering and sucking. When my man came in. I sat on the built in chair, and I got T to straddle me! I started devouring her whole body, I ended up with her kneeling over my face so I could enjoy sucking licking and biting! My man said wat can I do? While T was starting to really enjoy me eating her, well I spread her cheeks apart and started playing with her ass! T started begging my man to stick his cock in her ass and pump as hard as he can, and blow his load! While that was happening I shoved my pussy in her face, and I ate her while my man fucked her so hard in the ass, she screamed like she had never screamed before!

17 June 2025

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This a true story which happened roughly about 15 years ago. I've always fantasized about watching my girlfriend Kim, (not her real name) have sex with other men. The more intimate and passionate the bigger the turn on for me. We had a couples profile on AMM and had 3 or 4 threesome with guys wed met over a few years. At first she was shy and really nervous but after her first encounter she really enjoyed it and loved the excitement and thrill of having sex with another man while I watched and joined in. As for me I absolutely loved watching other men fuck her and the sex between us was amazing afterwards. I suggested one day that she find a lover, a guy she could see on a regular basis together with me and alone if she felt comfortable. I’m not a jealous guy, in fact I’m quite the opposite. I love watching my girl fucking other men. We chatted with a guy named Andrew, (not his real name) we had met on AMM. He was divorced and had his own apartment in South Bank where he lived alone. It turned out to be the perfect set up for us because we had 3 kids and couldn’t host but Kim worked in finance in SouthBank. After chatting for about a week Kim decided to meet Andrew for coffee one day during her lunch break. They met and chatted and got on well together. She and Andrew decided to meet again a week later on a Friday but this time in his apartment on her lunch break again. Friday came and Kim wore a skirt just above the knee with no knickers on and a tight top that hugged her nice ample boobs. I kissed her goodbye that morning and gave her my blessing knowing she was going to fuck Andrew that day. I work afternoons and received a txt message from her while I was at work telling me about her time with Andrew. She had knocked on his door and as soon as he had let her in he kissed her and pushed her up against the wall and was pleasantly surprised when he stuck his hand up her skirt to discover that she wasn’t wearing any knickers. He fingered her pussy while she pulled at his pants and fondled his dick all the while kissing passionately. With her pussy really wet now he stripped off her clothes and bent her over the couch and fucked her bare back doggy style. Andrew had had a vasectomy so could still make semen and ejaculate but the semen doesn’t contain sperm. After fucking her doggy style for about 10 minutes he stood her up in front of his apartment window with her back turned to him while he slow fucked her from behind. This was both exhilarating and exciting for Kim at the same time because the office she worked in was directly opposite Andrews apartment on a similar level floor and the thought of someone from work or anyone that she might know seeing her naked and being fucked while up against the window was a real risk. She asked him to take her to the bedroom where it was more private and she laid on her back while he went down and licked and sucked her pussy while she sucked on his rock hard cock. When she was so wet and couldn’t take it anymore she begged him to fuck her. He slid his bare cock into her now dripping wet pussy and she wrapped her legs around him while he fucked her alternating between hard and slow until he came inside her all the while they were in a passionate embrace kissing and squeezing each other tight. I was rock hard and ready to blow my load and couldn’t wait to finish work and go home to Kim and make love to her. What really blew my mind though was when she told me that when she went back to work she had to visit the ladies room several times because she wasn’t wearing any knickers and dint take any with her and Andrews cum was dripping out of her pussy and she could feel it running down the inside of her leg. Kim said she was really nervous and worried that people were looking at her and knew what she had been up to, but of course it was just her being over anxious. When I got home she was awake in bed naked waiting for me. She hadn’t showered yet and still had Andrews cum inside her. I was so hard and we both fucked and made love for hours and didn’t get any sleep that night, me telling her how much I loved her while she retold me every little detail of her fun with Andrew. The sex was amazing and we just couldn’t get enough of each other. She continued to see Andrew alone and with me sometimes for about 4 months after that and her having a lover was one of the most amazing experiences we have both had. It brought us so close together at that time it was out of this world.

16 June 2025

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The evening began with a sense of anticipation, a subtle electric current running between them as they sat across from each other at the dimly lit restaurant. The soft glow of candlelight cast a warm ambiance, enhancing the intimacy of the moment. They had chosen a cozy corner table, secluded from the bustling crowd, allowing their conversation to flow freely without interruption. The clinking of glasses and the murmur of other patrons created a soothing backdrop to their growing connection. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her figure with an understated elegance. Her hair cascaded in loose waves, framing her face, and her lips curved into a playful smile as she listened to his stories. He, dressed in a tailored suit, exuded a quiet confidence, his eyes never straying far from her. The meal was exquisite, each dish carefully selected to tantalize their taste buds, but it was the company that truly made the evening unforgettable. As they finished their dessert, a rich chocolate torte paired with a glass of vintage port, he leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Shall we continue this somewhere more private?" She nodded, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, and they settled the bill before stepping out into the cool night air. The city lights twinkled above them as they walked hand in hand toward the nearby hotel, the silence between them comfortable and charged. The hotel room was a sanctuary of luxury, with soft lighting and plush furnishings. The air was thick with unspoken desire as they entered, the door clicking shut behind them. Without a word, she turned to face him, her fingers tracing the lapels of his jacket. Slowly, deliberately, she began to unbutton his shirt, her touch light and teasing. Each button revealed a little more of his chest, his skin warm under her fingertips. He stood still, letting her take control, his breath quickening as her hands moved lower, sliding the fabric off his shoulders. Her dress followed next, slipping down her arms to pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her lingerie. The lace clung to her body, hinting at the curves beneath, and he felt his pulse quicken. She stepped closer, her hands moving to his belt, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, "Your turn." Her breath was warm against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He obliged, his fingers trembling slightly as he undid his belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He kicked them aside, standing before her in nothing but his boxers, the tension between them palpable. She reached out, her fingers hooking into the waistband, and slowly pulled them down, her eyes never leaving his. He stepped out of them, fully exposed, his desire evident. She smirked, her confidence growing, and took a step back, her hands moving to her own bra, unclasping it with a swift motion. The lace fell away, revealing her breasts, full and inviting. His gaze lingered, his throat dry as he took in the sight of her. She hooked her thumbs into her panties, sliding them down her legs, her movements deliberate and seductive. She let them drop, standing before him in all her naked glory, her body a work of art. He couldn't resist any longer. He closed the distance between them, his hands cupping her face as he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. His lips moved against hers with urgency, his tongue seeking entry, tasting her sweetness. She moaned softly, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, her body pressing against his. He gripped her hair, his fingers tightening as he tilted her head back, exposing the delicate skin of her neck. He kissed his way down, his lips trailing along her jawline, his breath hot against her skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice rough with desire, before sucking gently on the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. She shivered, her hands clutching at his arms, her body arching toward him. His hands moved lower, sliding down her back to cup her ass, lifting her slightly as he pressed her against him. She could feel his hardness against her thigh, and she moaned, her head falling back as he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck. His fingers drifted lower, slipping between her legs, his touch teasing and exploratory. He found her already wet, her body responding eagerly to his touch. "You're so ready for me," he growled, his voice thick with desire, as he slid a finger inside her, testing her tightness. She gasped, her hips bucking slightly, her body craving more. He smirked, his finger moving in slow, deliberate strokes, his thumb brushing against her clit, building the tension. "Not yet," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear, as he pulled his finger free, teasing her. He guided her toward the bed, his hands never leaving her body, his touch possessive. She lay down, her eyes never leaving his, her body on display, inviting him to take what he wanted. He knelt between her legs, his gaze intense as he looked at her, his hands resting on her thighs. "You're mine tonight," he said, his voice firm, before lowering his head, his lips brushing against her inner thigh. She shivered in anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps as he kissed his way closer to her core. His tongue was warm and wet as it flicked against her, tasting her, teasing her. He lapped at her gently, his tongue tracing patterns, his hands holding her hips steady. She moaned, her hands tangling in the sheets, her body arching off the bed as his mouth worked its magic. He sucked gently on her clit, his tongue swirling, his fingers slipping inside her, stroking her deeply. She cried out, her body tensing as pleasure built, her legs trembling. "Oh God, yes," she panted, her voice pleading, as he continued to eat her out, his mouth relentless. Her hips rocked against his face, her body seeking release, her breath coming in sharp gasps. The tension coiled tighter, her body on the brink, until she couldn't hold back any longer. She screamed his name as she came, her body shaking, her juices flooding his mouth. He drank her in, his tongue lapping at her, milking her orgasm, his fingers still moving inside her. She collapsed back onto the bed, her body spent, her breath ragged, as he kissed his way back up her body, a satisfied smirk on his face. She reached for him, her hands grasping his shoulders, pulling him up to her. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice hoarse, as she pushed him onto his back. She straddled him, her hands moving to his chest, her lips brushing his as she kissed him deeply. Her tongue tangled with his, tasting herself on him, her body still buzzing from her orgasm. She broke the kiss, her hands moving lower, grasping his throbbing cock, her touch firm. She stroked him slowly, her thumb brushing the tip, her eyes locked on his. He groaned, his hands gripping the sheets, his body tense with need. She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "Beg me," she whispered, her voice a challenge. He hesitated, his pride warring with his desire, but the need was too great. "Please," he growled, his voice rough, "I need you to suck me off." She smirked, her lips curving in a triumphant smile, before lowering her head, her mouth enveloping him. Her lips were warm and wet, her tongue swirling as she took him deep, her hands cupping his balls. He moaned, his head falling back, his hands tangling in her hair as she bobbed her head, her mouth moving up and down his length. She sucked him eagerly, her lips tight, her tongue teasing, her hands massaging his balls. He was close, his body tense, his breath coming in sharp gasps, as she continued to work her magic. "I'm close," he warned, his voice strained, but she didn't stop, her mouth relentless. He cried out, his body arching off the bed as he came, his cum shooting into her mouth. She swallowed, her lips never leaving him, her hands milking him dry, her mouth gentle even as he trembled with release. She kissed her way up his body, her lips brushing his, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Your turn to fuck me," she whispered, her voice playful, as she pushed him onto his back. She positioned herself above him, her hands on his chest, her body hovering over his. He reached for her, his hands grasping her hips, guiding her as she lowered herself onto him. She gasped as he filled her, his cock thick and hard, stretching her. She moved slowly, her body adjusting to his size, her hands braced on his chest. He groaned, his hands moving to her ass, his fingers digging in as he thrust upward, meeting her movements. She rode him, her body moving in a steady rhythm, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled out, only to thrust back in, his movements deliberate and deep. "That's it," she moaned, her voice pleading, as he fucked her from behind, his cock filling her completely. He pounded into her, his body driving into hers, his breath coming in sharp gasps. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the bed creaking, their bodies slapping together, their moans echoing off the walls. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts, driving her closer to the edge. She cried out, her body tensing, her walls clenching around him as she came again, her juices flowing. He followed, his body stiffening as he came, his cum filling her, his thrusts slowing as he emptied himself into her. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent, their breaths ragged, their hearts pounding. He pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing her hair, his hands stroking her back. "That was incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. She smiled, her eyes drifting closed, her body relaxed in his arms. "We're not done yet," she whispered, her voice playful, before her eyes fluttered shut, her body succumbing to sleep, his arms a safe haven. He chuckled, his lips brushing her forehead, his heart full as he held her close, the night's passions lingering as they drifted off together.

13 June 2025

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The door clicked shut behind me, and before I could even take a breath, her lips were on mine. Hard, hungry, and urgent. Her hands clawed at my shoulders, pulling me deeper into the kiss, and I could feel the heat radiating off her body, even through her thin silk robe. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist as she let out a muffled moan against my mouth. “Where’s the bedroom?” I growled, my voice low and thick with desire. She pointed down the hall, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. I carried her, her weight barely registering as my heart pounded in my chest. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn, and the bed was unmade, the sheets tangled and inviting. I laid her down gently, her eyes locked on mine, dark and full of unspoken promises. I didn’t waste time. My fingers found the tie of her robe, and with a single tug, it fell open, exposing her bare skin. She was just as I remembered—soft, warm, and utterly irresistible. My hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her breasts. She arched into my touch, her breathing hitching as my lips followed the same path, kissing and nipping at her skin. When I reached her stomach, I paused, my palm pressing firmly against her as she writhed beneath me. “Stay still,” I commanded, my voice rough with need. She nodded, her hands gripping the sheets as I moved lower, my lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She let out a sharp cry when my tongue finally found her, her back arching off the bed as I tasted her. She was sweet, addicting, and I couldn’t get enough. I teased her, alternating between slow, deliberate strokes and quick, flickering motions that had her trembling. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, and I could feel her body tensing, ready to shatter. “I’m—oh god, I’m going to—” Her voice broke, and I didn’t let up, driving her over the edge with relentless precision. She came with a scream, her body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over her. I didn’t stop, not even when she begged me to, not until she had come again, her legs trembling uncontrollably. Finally, I pulled back, my own breath coming in ragged gasps. She was a mess, her hair tangled, her skin flushed, and her chest heaving. But she wasn’t done yet. She pushed herself up on shaky arms, her eyes locking on mine as she reached for the waistband of my pants. “Your turn,” she whispered, her voice husky and filled with promise. I let her undress me, her hands trembling as she pushed my pants down and took me in her hand. I was already hard, aching for her, and when her lips wrapped around me, I nearly lost it. She was tentative at first, her tongue exploring every inch of me, but as she grew more confident, her movements became more frantic, more desperate. I couldn’t take it. I grabbed her by the arms, pulling her up and onto me in one fluid motion. She let out a startled gasp, her hands clutching at my shoulders as I thrust into her, hard and deep. She cried out, her nails digging into my skin as I moved, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her head fell back, her dark hair cascading down her back as she moaned, her body trembling with each movement. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please, don’t stop.” I didn’t. I couldn’t. I was lost in her, in the way she felt around me, in the way she moaned my name. I wanted to see her face when she came, wanted to watch her fall apart beneath me. I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me. “Look at me,” I demanded, my voice rough and commanding. “I want to see you.” Her eyes met mine, dark and filled with desire, and I watched as she came undone, her body convulsing around me as she screamed my name. It was too much. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I thrust into her one last time, my own release crashing over me with such intensity that I nearly blacked out. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Even as we both gasped for breath, my body refused to let go of her. I lifted her again, pressing her against the wall as I continued to move, each thrust driving her closer to yet another climax. She cried out, her body trembling uncontrollably as she came again, her nails raking down my back in desperation. Finally, we collapsed onto the bed, our bodies tangled and exhausted. She curled up against me, her head resting on my chest as we both struggled to catch our breath. The room was silent except for the sound of our breathing, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. We slept for what felt like hours, our bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and sheets. But all too soon, the real world intruded. Her alarm went off, a shrill, insistent sound that had us both groaning in protest. She reached over to turn it off, her body heavy with exhaustion. “I have to pick up the kids,” she whispered, her voice soft and filled with regret. I kissed her, slow and lingering, before pulling back and looking into her eyes. “Saturday,” I said, my voice firm. “Redwood Forest. Early morning.” She smiled, her eyes lighting up with excitement even as a hint of guilt flickered in their depths. “I’ll be ready.” I kissed her one last time before getting dressed and slipping out the door. As I walked back to my car, my mind was already racing ahead to Saturday, to the promise of more stolen moments, more forbidden pleasures. But for now, I had to wait. The countdown had begun.

12 June 2025

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Another birthday was creeping up on me. 39 and feeling fine! My adoring husband of 15 years really wanted to spoil me as he does every year, but this one was different, and I knew it. As he pulled me into him for a loving embrace, he kissed me on the forehead and quizzed me: "what does my lady want for her birthday then?' I indicated that my need for "things" was pretty much non-existent, and that a night spent together was up high on my Wish List. "Is there something else on that Wish List of yours, maybe something a fun friend might be able to help us with?" I knew exactly what he meant. This wasn't the first conversation we had shared around my hotwifing ways - nor was it our first encounter for that matter. My body has a mind of it's own sometimes, and even my husband's mere suggestion of inviting a trusted friend to join in some birthday spoils, sent a pulsation straight to my sensitive little clit. My husband's eyes burned into mine as he ran his hand up my skirt, causing me to part my legs just enough for him to gain access to my now moist lips. "Mmmmmmm, yes, I can feel for myself that you're into that idea," he said playfully as he brushed my now swollen clit with his fingertips; unceremoniously retrieving his pussy-juice covered fingers and teasingly sucking said juices clean off them. I groaned as I pressed my body into his. Nibbling my neck cheekily, he purposefully put some distant between us, cupped my chin as if he was going in for one of those kisses he knows really gets me going, but instead smiled and said "if you want to make it happen, you know what to do." Of course this was enough to heighten my desire for the kind of birthday spoiling my husband thought I deserved. I set about quickly; reaching back out to my attractive brown eyed, brown haired, well-endowed, married with permission to explore playmate, with whom I had previously enjoyed a few encounters. Just the birthday present I now very much anticipated for myself. The message was sent: "Apologies if this is too forward, but how do you feel about not only fucking this naughty wife for her birthday, but taking me bare and filling me with your cum? Pretty please with a cherry on top..." An almost immediate reply: "God surely you know how much I would love to do that to you?! Kinda thought you'd never ask tbh! When were you thinking gorgeous?" Saturday night. I was thinking this coming Saturday night, and it was already Thursday. By God this wasn't my usual approach. This was SO out of character, but the rush of excitement that fact alone offered, was brand-new and had me literally dripping through my lace cheeky-cut briefs. I could already anticipate my husband's excitement too. On the naughtiest scale, this was surely well and truly off the chart! "How was your day?" The hot husband asked me when he walked through the door after a long day. I couldn't hide it from him. "You've been naughty today - I can see it written all over your face." "I've sorted out my birthday present, so you don't have to," I replied with a cheeky smile. "Good, now get in there," he replied, cocking his head towards our bedroom. It's Saturday afternoon. We've checked into our motel room, and my husband has set off to go see a movie, solo. I take my time, having a bubble bath, doing my hair and applying some light make-up, with a little emphasis on my eyes and lips. Today I've decided on a black lace bra with matching French knickers, some fishnet stockings, and a black wrap-around dress, which emphasises my curves just the way I like. "Please message me when you're approaching and I'll keep the door ajar. Feel free to walk on in" I type. "I'm walking in now..." lights up my phone screen and I feel the butterflies taking flight inside my tummy. We lock eyes, and both smile. Phew. The mutual attraction is quite palpable once again. I make the first move to set the scene, leaning into his embrace as our lips tentatively meet. He acknowledges the green light, and runs his hands over my body, stopping at my round arse to give it a playful squeeze. His lustful eyes are drinking me in, and this has me feeling good - really good. I take his hand and guide it to the tie of my dress. "Unwrap me," I playfully instruct. "Don't mind if I do," he says as he kisses my neck and disrobes me, revealing my black-lace clad E cup tits, and feminine curves that he simply cannot wait to explore. He unfastens my pretty bra, and tosses it to the ground, his eyes wide as he takes in my massive but surprisingly perky tits. I pull him into me, causing us both to gently fall back onto the bed. Instinctively, my legs wrap around him as I feel his swollen cock push against me. Fuck, how I want that cock buried deep inside me right now! "Can I taste you?" He asks with hunger. His mouth lands on a nipple, and he flicks it with the tip of his tongue before taking it in his mouth. My nipples are very sensitive, but despite this when I get super horny, I like them played with hard. "You can be a bit rough on them," I urge him, and he pinches both of my nipples between his thumb and index fingers, delighting in how erect they became. Next he trails my stomach with kisses as he removes my stockings and nibbles my inner thighs like he definitely knows what he is doing. And he does. That tongue - holy fuck! Feeling like an absolute lightweight, I cum hard as he draws gentle circles on my aching clit. Once somewhat recovered and eager to return the favour, I drop to my knees. "God you have a beautiful cock," I smile as I run my hand over his shaft and cup his smooth balls. This is music to his ears, because right on cue he gets even harder for me as I guide it to my hungry little wet mouth. "FUCK! You're too good at that - you'll make me cum! He says in a slightly panicked tone. "It's ok baby, I'll slow things down" I soothe. This is my birthday, and I'm wanting to take my time tonight. What I'm really wanting is one hell of a birthday ride. I hover over him, before impaling myself on his rock hard cock. I begin grinding back and forth, feeling him hit places not everyone can. "Oh fuck, that's some good dick" I exclaim as I find my rhythm. He matches my enthusiasm, fucking me from underneath until we're both nearing orgasm. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that," he murmurs in-between some very husky breaths. "You like that good pussy, huh?" I smile seductively, knowing exactly what I'm doing as I see all control exiting his body and mind alike. One last thrust from both of us, and our juices intertwine as we enjoy each other's bodies to the fullest, climaxing simultaneously before falling in a heap of pleasure and mess. A glass of wine and a round two ensued, because - it's my birthday. "How was it?" Hubby asked upon his return, with not even loosely concealed anticipation. I couldn't hide my Cheshire cat smile as I told him it was "so good - so, so good!" "How many [orgasms] ?" He asked. "Five" I replied, before offering him as much detail as I could, and readying myself for a sixth as I watched with excitement as he grew hard right before my eyes. As much as I enjoy the company of another from time to time and a fun new encounter, my husband's return and his reclaim is where the biggest thrill remains. I look forward to that every single time. His eyes grew dark, and he demanded I get on all 4's. I back-up to him, and as he ploughs into me with absolute ownership, I ask him how he likes to fuck my used little, cum-filled pussy. Naturally, this makes him explode as he grasps my arse and gives me his own load as well. Just the icing on the birthday cake I was looking for! I smile, kiss him thank you, and tell him that next time I want him in the room next-door so he can hear my whimpers and moans of pleasure for himself. A seventh ensued...

10 June 2025

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She arrives home to find he is working in the yard digging holes for a new fence & she finds herself admiring him working hard, it’s hot, really hot & he’s shirtless & sweaty, the sun blazing down on his tanned back & toned muscles as he realises she is home & turns to wave hello & she looks him up & down with approval & waves back, she enters the house & he continues working Shortly after he receives a picture message, a tasteful black & white pic, a Birds Eye view, just her legs from her hips to her knees, legs parted, a raw & powerful shot of her naked & exposed all natural centrepiece but still teasingly & tastefully erotic, it has one word attached to it… ”NOW” Wasting no time, he drops everything & heads upstairs. The first thing he sees as he enters the room is her posing provocatively on their bed full kitted up in the gorgeous new lingerie he surprised her with last week, it’s the first time he’s seen her wearing it & WOW, he’s impressed! The open topless bra, cupping her under boob perfectly, with her perfect brown nipples exposed for his visual pleasure, that erotic Shibari rope crotchless G-string with a carefully positioned Shibari rope Knott just above her gusset, ready to provide any extra stimulation as desired, the leather bondage body harness complete with leg garters, the light shines through the bedroom windows hitting the gold accents on her bra & harness as it hugs every sexy curve of her body, he’s standing at the foot of the bed in awe of her, still shirtless & sweaty, she reaches under the pillow behind her head & presents the last pieces of the puzzle as she places the cuff collar around her neck & holds out her black & gold leather cuffs gesturing for him to apply to her wrists. He doesn’t speak, he does exactly as she wants & applies the cuffs to her wrists, firm but not tight, then he connects them to her leather necklace & removes his shorts exposing his obvious arousal, standing beside the bed as she lay still waiting with anticipation he begins to stroke her body gently teasing with his finger tips, following the lines of her body harness, his fingers circle her exposed breasts just softly brushing her areola but not her nipples yet, his other hand is gently working the shibari knot around her clitoris as its intended purpose & her breath is heightened…. ”put that big dick in my mouth” she says & he leans forward a touch as she takes a big mouthful of his hard cock, the sensation makes him groan quietly, he loves to watch her fill her mouth on his erection, his cock rock hard as he tries not to cum early, he leans in & softly kisses her neck, the shibari knot is working perfect & she is loving it as she works his shaft with wet enthusiasm, licking his property from top to bottom then takes his balls in her mouth sucking firmly while massaging his balls with her tongue, he slides his fingers between her legs & finds the opening in her crotchless panties, stroking & penetrating between her soft lips & entering her pussy he softly works his fingers around her G-Spot while the palm of his hand continues to work the shibari around her clitoris, he feels her G-Spot starting to grow, her juices are flowing & his strokes are getting firmer, she is starting to push her pelvis against his palm with small thrusts as he continues to guide the shibari, she releases his shaft to catch her breath, she’s overcome with GSpot & clitoris stimulation as her body flexes, he can hear her juices splashing as she thrusts her pelvis harder against his palm, her body twisting, groaning, squirming around, she can’t stay still, her orgasm building inside her & she comes dangerously close to 💦💦💦 He reacts & strokes her GSpot even faster, “just like that, oh fuck, like that, keep doing that” she whispers while panting heavily… he moves to the bed kneeling between her legs, he finds the opening in her panties & starts to massage her clit with the end of his cock just barely touching her as he works the tip of his cock like a feather across her clit & sends her into a frenzy of heightened stimulation, “just like that, omg, that’s amazing, keep doing that… oh fuck” she whispers & he continues as instructed. He’s Watching her getting close, admiring all of her black bondage beauty, her body still squirming & twisting & groaning in unbearable pleasure, he continues to take her all the way to the edge of her orgasm cliff… then stops & he repeats it, again & again & again, she wants his huge cock inside her, he releases her cuffs from her necklace & she immediately reaches for his cock & pushes it inside herself, he gets to work & starts to fuck her tight wet pussy, their bodies pressed together his palms beside her head, suddenly she flips him over & repositions herself on top of him, she stands & turns to face away, standing above him with her feet beside his hips, he lays there admiring the view of her sexy ass & then slowly & erotically lowers herself onto his massive erection in reverse cowgirl & starts to ride. He’s laying back watching her every move, stretching her ass cheeks with both hands as she leans forward & twerks her ass, he can see everything as her pussy is wrapped tight around his huge cock & he watches it stretching her lips open & closed as she works her way up & down, she sits back up, her knees bent & feet flat on the bed beside his knees as she bounces, taking his entire length inside her with long full strokes as she reaches between her legs & cups his balls with every downstroke He’s holding the straps of her body harness, pulling & working her strokes with her when she puts both her hands behind her back, gesturing for him to put her cuffs back together! He links her wrists with the black & gold leather & holds in between the cuffs with one hand & grips her tight ass with his other hand as she fucks him like a wildcat, riding his cock with force & intent, he responds with heavy strokes matching her rhythm & her soft screams of pleasure become deep groans of erotic sensation as she gets louder & her groans get closer & closer together, their bodies are pounding together, her hair sweaty, his body hot to touch, his heart is racing, her tits bouncing with their rhythm, he can’t last much longer, the visual stimulation he gets from watching her from behind as she fucks him like this is to much to handle, he’s about to explode, he releases her wrists & reaches his arms around her chest pulling her back to lay on top of him as he continues to penetrate her while simultaneously working her shibari they are both ready… both rapidly approaching orgasmic state but he slows his strokes in a desperate effort to prolong their climax & savour the pleasure a little longer, she can’t hold it, her orgasm takes control & rushes through her every limb, all the foreplay, the build up & teasing of sensations has her whole body shaking & quivering her orgasm so strong & signature moans he’s accustomed to hearing are so loud & forceful the neighbours must be jealous… ”oh fuck” she says… ”fuck me”… ”fuck”… ”fuck me”… ”oh fuck, now”, “now”…”OH FUUUCK”, “FUCK”…”keep going, don’t stop, I’m cumming again”, “NOW, DONT STOP, fuck me, yes, yes, omg… oh fuck” her deep heavy breaths of fulfilment begin to slow, her body satisfied & immersed with euphoria, she catches her breath, “omg, I love your huge cock, that was amazing, the best orgasm ever, I came twice” He’s still stroking her & she suddenly realises he’s not done yet!, oh god, she thinks to herself, her wet tingling pussy is so sensitive now after her powerful multiple orgasms but he’s close to climaxing when he hears “cum on my tits”, just hearing her say that brings him to the point of explosion he quickly slides out from under her & stands beside her as she lay on the bed, he looks at her in all her glory & she begins to jerk him off, he starts to climax, she moans a little as he begins to cum knowing the sound of her will heighten his pleasure & she covers her tits with all of his glory rubbing his cock & cum against her nipples, watching his face & the pleasure of his release she leans forward & licks the last drops of pleasure from the end of his hot throbbing dick, wrapping her lips around the end of his shaft with some final strokes ensuring his orgasm was as intense as hers They lay there together both satisfied & light headed, she removes her erotic outfit & they relax naked together on the bed. He reaches for his phone & together, they review their performances in 4KHD as they begin to relive the last hour of their erotic mid week encounter…

6 June 2025

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Waking from my nightly slumber as the morning light starts to peak through the blinds, I am conscious of the warmth emanating from your body as you are nestled in beside me. I am also increasingly aware of a moist, wet sensation between my thighs and the resounding urge from my breasts to have you roll over and take them into your mouth and suckle on them one at a time one. Just the thought of your moist lips and mouth wrapped around my areola and nipple begins a chain reaction which makes me lick my lips and my moist pussy contracts in a spasm of anticipation. You start to stir, I roll over and position my right breast not far from your mouth, I can feel your warm breath on my nipple and the anticipation kicks in. I gently moan under my breath as I slowly extend my hand and guide it down your chest , across your abdomen to reach the destination between your thighs, to find your manhood is standing at attention. My hand gently wraps around your man hood and gives a gentle but firm squeeze, and you respond with a whimper and what I take as approval. Your lips gently part at which point I eagerly push my breast that short distance into your mouth and wait for the glorious moment that you realise what is in your mouth and begin to suckle like a new born eagerly seeking the sustenance of breast milk. As my enjoyment intensifies, a deep guttural moan escapes my lips, and my hand releases your hard throbbing cock and instead runs through the hair on your head and forces your head harder to my bosom whilst the anticipation of what is to come build between my inner thighs. In response one of your hands reaches out to bring me in closer while the other makes it way straight to my wet spot, gently probing apart my pussy lips, sliding up and down amongst the moistness, eventually resting on my engorged clitoris. My back arches in appreciation pushing my breasts closer to you. I could stay like this for hours with your mouth locked onto my breast, but my pussy is aching for your by now pulsating cock. I lean into your ear and whisper “I’m yours take me now, make me cum” to which your eyes open, and you move just enough for my breast to fall from your mouth. You take my hands and gently but firmly you pin them over my head, taking my left breast eagerly into your mouth to ensure that it’s not neglected. This manoeuvre allows for your erection to brush my aching pussy which makes me arch again in anticipation of what is to come. You momentarily release my breast to place the slowest gentle erotic kiss on my forehead, cheeks and then my mouth. Our tongues engage in a dance flickering in and out, licking each other’s lips ever so gently then applying more pressure. As the tension builds, I gently nibble your lips and you respond, biting mine hard, I recoil in surprise, but I do like it. You follow up with gentle nurturing kisses and the kisses continue for some time until you reach for a scarf that I had discarded the night before. You bind my hands which then leaves you both hands to play with, explore and stimulate my already highly excited body. You then explore all of my curves with your gentle fingertips and soft kisses. By this time, you are on your knees straddling my body and I can feel the engorged head of your penis brushing over my clit with your every move, with each connection I inhale a short, sharp breath of anticipation of what is to come. Your strong hands continue to explore my curves, slowly ever so slowly returning to massage my needy breasts briefly…my body keeps arching wanting you inside me to fill me with your hot throbbing erection. You slowly guide your erection pushing apart my pussy lips, I don’t know how much more I can take without exploding. You guide the head up and over my clit several times sliding with the moisture generated from our play time. Then when I least expect it you push the head into my pussy, just the head, teasing me. You know I love being teased, it’s one of my biggest turn ons. Then you withdraw, you continue to do this for what seems like forever. Then you slowly begin thrusting in and out, in and out getting faster and harder until I can take it anymore and I explode, my inner pussy grasping your cock with every thrust, my body arching towards you and convulsing in an intense orgasm. You must have been as turned on as me as you also explode filling me with your hot thick cum, which I can feel oozing out and pooling underneath me. You stay nestled in my warm very wet pussy for a moment then you extricate yourself, free my arms and lay beside me pulling me in close and I whisper “My god morning sex is the best” and you reply mmmmmmmmmmmmm.

1 June 2025

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Behold! — Her beauty is conjuring. A glimpse of her graceful visage is all it takes for the earth beneath him to crumble. It awakens the dead — to bear witness — on some long and enchanted night, when the winds are halted and every living creature is still. Not a leaf rustles for miles in the distance. …And only silence breathes, in the stillness of the air — to aid the sensual moans, whispering through her lips. Even the ethereal drops shiver as they perch on lonely boughs… Her long moans dethrone the firmament. It fills his ears. The hour is such, for their minds are now inextricably intertwined. They crave to relish and celebrate in each other’s amorous company. Flesh and spirituality have passionately conjoined. His ears drown with her pleasured purrs. They sound like musical notes ascending rhythmically and dissolving into a cascade — it is the fuel that he wants to accelerate his passion. Her eyes gaze into his. He reads the sign to taste her pores. His tongue is introduced to her lips. She gasps upon his first contact, sinks back into purrs and his sultry tones aiding into the chorus. Have the goosebumps on her skin sprout? For long they have been in wait – to receive cajoling. They have just experienced frail sensations permeate from an unknown but friendly being. —————————— Note: My attempt at creative writing. A concise piece trying to describe the act of lovemaking.

25 May 2025

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It was a chilly saturday morning and we were both so cosy and warm that we both slept in. I was behind you spooning you. When I stirred and moved my arm across your belly, you reach over for my hand and hold it and start to run your fingers over mine, just caressing my hand and fingers. After a couple of minutes you lift your leg and half roll back towards me holding my hand and slowly moving it down to your pussy, your fingers over the top of mine you start to push each finger down and release motioning me to play with your pussy. I start to roll my finger tips around over the outside of your pussy lips working my way up and down from top to bottom and when I reach the bottom I use a little more pressure and with a finger each side I start to separate them, now using a third finger to slide between your lips and start to play with your inner lips and getting some of your pussy moisture on my finger tip to start gliding between your inner lips and teasing the entrance to your pussy, drawing more moisture out and making you quite wet now. Still massaging your outer lips with 2 fingers, both pressing against the finger between your outer lips. Moving the middle finger up to your clit now that its nice and lubricated, rolling it around your clit, pushing it around and applying more and more pressure to it. Back down to the entrance and slide my middle finger inside you, running my finger along the top of the inside of your pussy until I find your G spot and massaging it back and forward, using more and more pressure over time. Getting you closer and closer to reaching your orgasm I move backwards allowing you to roll onto your back so I can reach further inside you and I lower my head down and start kissing your nipples before starting to suck them and bite them still massaging your G spot back and forth. Its not to long before you start to move your hips around, lifting them up and pressing them down to make my finger apply more pressure to your G spot. Your nipples being sucked and bitten start to send sensations through your body and combined with the G spot sensations you squirm and twitch as you cant take it anymore and cum hard on my finger. Moaning and breathing heavily as you cum, reaching down to play with my already hard cock but I wont let you. You tell me you want it inside you now but I have something else in mind. Moving my mouth away from your nipples and down to your belly I keep going and with my finger still inside you I now slide and second and third finger inside you thrusting them in and out. Eventually my face travels over your belly and makes it to your pussy, with my fingers inside you and opening your lips up far enough I can start to tease your clit with the tip of my tongue as my fingers fuck your pussy nice and slow. Running the tip of my tongue around your clit with every half dozen or so circles I start to flick your clit with my tongue and as I do, thrust my fingers as deep inside you as I can. Stopping now and then, pressing down on your clit with my tongue and rolling your clit around it the pressure of my tongue, placing my lips over it and sucking it in between my lips as far into my mouth as I can get it. Back to flicking it and teasing it with the tip of my tongue it only takes a few more minutes before you start to gyrate and moan and lift your hips and down trying to apply your own personalised pressures to my fingers and tongue further increasing your need to cum hard. Eventually it all becomes way to much and you explode with a big exhale and moan as you cum hard and ask me to stop as your clit is now so sensitive it cant take anymore. I ask you to lift your hips and I slide a couple of pillows under your bum to get your pussy to a height that I can be on my knees and slide my rock hard cock inside you, slowly at first to tease you until you demand that I start to fuck you faster and harder. After having the chance to be so close and having full access to your pussy has filled me with excitement and its not long before I feel myself ready to explode inside you. I let you know I'm getting close and you again demand me to go faster and deeper as you want to feel every shot of my cum inside your pussy as deep as I can get it. Knowing that's is what you want I finally let go and start to cum while still fucking you hard and deep until the head of my cock is so sensitive it cant take anymore. "Did you wake up with needs this morning" I ask, to which you reply "well yeah because my hard cock, while I was asleep, had been teasing you night but you didn't want to wake me up". "Well thankyou" I say, "I hope that was enough to satisfy your needs." You look at me at kiss me while reaching and squeezing my cock and say "well for now, yes, but maybe not all day".

20 May 2025

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The soft hum of the world outside the room seemed miles away. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of warm vanilla and the flicker of candlelight dancing against the walls. The room, tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, had an air of secrecy, a place where time seemed to slow. The only sounds were the occasional rustle of sheets and the steady drip of water from the spa bath, already filled with bubbles that shimmered like a thousand tiny stars. You stood in front of me, a soft smile curling on your lips as you approached. The day outside felt distant, forgotten. This moment was ours, and the world could wait. "Let me help you relax," I whisper. Without hesitation, you let me guide you to the edge of the bed, my hands warm against your shoulders and back as I knead the tension out of my muscles. The pressure, firm, yet gentle, the stress dissolving with each movement. You close your eyes, savouring the sensation of our touch, the intimate connection of us alone in this hidden place. When I guide you to stand, it was with a quiet invitation. The spa bath beckoning, its surface smooth and inviting. The warm water enveloped us as we eased into it together, the bubbles catching the light in a delicate shimmer. It felt like we were suspended in time, surrounded by the soft whisper of the water as it lapped gently against the edges of the tub. We sit in the warm embrace of the bath, fingers tracing the contours of our skin as if memorizing every part of each other. There is a quiet exploration in the way I touch you, each gesture full of curiosity, each movement inviting a deeper connection. We shared the space, the intimacy, the silence, as we learned each other’s rhythm. The world, outside this room, is irrelevant—nothing exists but the warmth of the water, the soft glow of the candles, and the pulse of our closeness. The day passes in a slow, unhurried haze, each moment stretching out like a dream. We say very little, our words unspoken in favour of softer gestures, touches that say more than words could. With each glance, with each shared smile, our connection deepened. It is more than just touch. As the sun begins to set outside, the room bathed in the soft light of dusk, we know that this moment, this hidden world we’ve created together, will remain ours alone.

18 May 2025

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The room was open, a fireplace crackled in the otherwise silence. The flames lights danced around the darkness, illuminating a couch with a table, a shelf of books. In the corner with a white light bearing down an artist reviewed her canvas, adjusting brush strokes the portrait that slowly came to live with each dab of paint. In a robe, she danced before the painting, the yawning flames behind her swirling across lumps of wood and ash almost mimicking her deliberate motions. As the fire chewed through the wood, she licked the canvas with the tongue of her brush. He walked in, taller, broader, older though every time he saw her he fell into a boyish state. She was more beautiful each time he saw her. Standing in the shadows, he watched and as always admired her as she created life from a blank canvas. She pressed the brush across the hairline in the portrait, making sure to capture the strands, brushing it as though she was holding a comb. Slowly he walked to her, from the dark, across the flames orange glow and then as he stood behind her, the clean light for her art exposed them both. She paused the moment she felt his hand on her, like a kiss each time. Gently his lips found her neck, walking up her shoulder until she met him with her own. They kissed slow, deep and with a sensuality that no poet could pen or that she could ever paint for that matter. She turned to face him, her brush softly resting with the paint, walking backwards across to the couch where the flames chased them with orange light, their kiss migrated so that she now straddled him as he sat down. Their kiss continued while his hands opened her robe, beneath the silk she was naked, her breasts against his chest. She could feel his swelling, the stirring lust of his manhood. Breaking their kiss his mouth moved to one of her breasts, their he took in a nipple with his lips. She responded with a moan, her head falling back while one hand held her in place. Standing up, with her now wrapped around his body. He placed her onto the couch. She wore a thin thong, her legs opening to receive him. She could feel him as he pressed against her. The hunger of his kiss intensified, he made his way slowly down her body until he ran his tongue across the fabric of her thong. She lay back, feeling the warm eagerness of his kiss. The material separating her from his mouth teased them both. Though he lingered with the anticipation until it was too much, she sighed the moment she felt him find her naked clit. Slowly, gentle, deliberately he made love to her pussy with his mouth. With strong hands he took her by the hips, pulled her closer to him. Holding her in place, his mouth massaged and devoured her with a desperate eagerness along with a guided experience that led her to a place of delight. She felt her body respond, a rising crescendo until suddenly she shook with a finality from a blissful climax. He kissed her softly, then returned to her lips. Breathing heavily she smiled, with her eyes as much as her mouth. She grabbed him, so that now he pulled tighter against her. His cock free from his pants, teased her. Pressed against her, then entered. They moaned together as they continued their kiss. She looked down and in the warm light from the nearby flames she could see him entering her, he found a tempo that was deep, with slow constant strokes. They shared a gaze, then returned to the kiss until his cock went in further and with deeper purpose that stirred her to tremble. He smiled, while she bit down on her won lip. As her head fell, he kissed her exposed neck. In the dancing shadows he took to her neck like a hungry vampire. He lifted her up, she attached herself to him while he walked across the room. He remained deep inside of her, then as they stood before her art he raised her up and down slowly, she could feel his cock fill her with such an angle that her body became his. He handed her the paint brush. She smiled, then dabbed it into paint and then on the canvas, concentrating on her piece of art while he continued to lift her up and down on his cock. She persisted for a brief time until the pleasure was too much, clenching her hand around the brush she felt the wave of pleasure consume her. The woman disolving the artist. Holding her close against him, her head resting on his chest, he spun her around slowly. Whispering to her, holding her and then he put her back down. She stood on trembling legs. Naked she stood in front of the canvas. He behind her. Running his hands over her body, kissing the nape of her neck, his hardness still slick from her against her back. She returned to painting. He watched as he felt her body with hands that could paint her every contour. As she created, the oily paint going from blobs of colour into a living being, he lowered himself behind her, there his tongue entered slowly. Licking, pressing and probing her ass. She shuddered, struggling to concentrate. He continued to eat her from behind with an eager tongue, her paint brush struggled against the canvas. She lowered the brush, while he kept her barely standing with strong hands. She felt the inevitability of an orgasm take her. As she did, her brush swiped the art with a distinct slash. Once she recovered, he took a step back to admire her one more time. Her flush cheeks, glowing smile, eyes wet from desire. His hardness still present, though his lust restrained by his masculine need to devour her beauty with his eyes. He returned, hungry, desperate to ravish her. The brush fell to the paint again. He carried her to the couch, bending her over he took her from behind. Long powerful motions, he entered her with a need to fill her. With greater passion he moved her one more time, now on her back, deep between her legs he fucked her with an abandon that was not reckless though passionate. She could see his muscles surge, the swelling of his cock as he filled her. Then as she kissed him, her ever the beauty to his beast, she felt him erupt. Like an explosion they both clutched against one another feeling the waves of pleasure. They remained locked in place, heaving and breathing, softer kisses shared. Then once he left her body, he scooped her into his arms. Where she lay her head on his chest, she could feel his liquid passion run from her and down her legs. They both lay in the shadows of the flames looking at the piece of art that she had been creating while they each experienced the after glow of the artwork they had just enjoyed. Fin

3 May 2025

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