Who said we couldn’t Change? This is a largely true story; only the names have been changed to protect the participants. Some details are now a little hazy because of the passage of time. This my first effort at writing such a story and I enjoyed doing so as I relived these precious moments and experiences that my wife and I shared together. We’re still very happily married. Please enjoy sharing this journey through our lives into new adventures and pleasures. We hope yours has been, or maybe will be, just as enjoyable. ***** We pulled into the parking lot of our local club and shut down the engine. We sat there for a moment and then exited the car, locked it and went into the club. The couple we were meeting was waiting and stood up as we entered, came over and greeted us warmly. This was the moment of truth for us because we’d taken the decision to step outside our very conservative boundaries and put our toes into the waters of swinging and there was now probably no going back. My name’s Keith and my wife’s name is Sandy. We’re both in our 50’s, certainly no Ken or Barbie, but comfortable in our bodies and ready to take a new step in our lives. The couple we were meeting, Mal and Laraine, we’d met on line through a swingers site and this was our meet and greet with them. In fact, it was our first meet and greet with anyone associated with swinging so we were somewhat nervous as to what was about to unfold. This, one could say, was a mega step outside of our normal, conservative, family oriented boundaries. It was almost surreal that we were even here and about to embark on a path that was so different from anything we’d ever experienced sexually. Perhaps a little background as to what led up to this point is needed. We weren’t so-called childhood sweethearts; we were born and lived in different states. But, I was in the Air Force, I was 18 at this time and I was transferred interstate to a base not far from where the girl who was destined to become my wife, lived. Nothing dramatic but our paths crossed one night when I attended the local church and, to cut a long story short, we met, slowly became very interested in each other and became a couple. The church going is a big factor in this story as, throughout our life together, we regularly attended church wherever my working life took us. One could say that we were the epitome of the conservative lifestyle, totally faithful to and engrossed in each other. That doesn’t mean that we were virgins or chaste before we were married. In spite of our lived values, the hormones were active for both of us. Sandy had no real experience with boys before she met me and my experience with girls was rather limited also. We used to “neck” in the back seat of a car when the opportunity arose. It was during one of these sessions that I finally was able to treasure the intimacy of feeling her boobs, which felt beautiful, and starting down that more intimate path over time. Details are now lost in time but I remember that, after that first time of exploratory investigation, we were having some sort of discussion which required me to pay some sort of price to her in satisfaction. To my surprise, she readily said to me: “Well, you can pay me back like you did the other night in the car.” To say I was surprised but very pleased with that admission needs no further comment. Over time things were really getting serious between us, in a “where are our lives together going” sense, that we ultimately went back to my home town together for Sandy to meet my mother and family. By this time I’d left the Air Force and was working for an airline so we were having a long distance love affair. It was during one of Sandy’s trips to see me that our intimacy rose to a whole new level in spite of the Christian values that we held. It was one night after everyone else had retired for the night that I was with her in the room where she was sleeping and things started to get somewhat hot and heavy. We began a period of heavy petting, kissing and groping. As you might have gathered from earlier, she loves having her boobs massaged and, as she was dressed for bed and wearing only a nighty and knickers, I gradually moved the nighty up and exposed her breasts to better massage and kiss them. The next logical step, which she didn’t object to, was the total removal of her nighty leaving her with only her knickers on and beautiful breasts exposed for the pleasuring, which is what inevitably happened. She did mention that she felt a bit odd being dressed only in her panties while I still had on my shorts and shirt and things so I then hurriedly removed all of my excess clothing leaving me only in my knickers also. If I remember correctly, I started rubbing her pussy area while she was still wearing her knickers. Then, the inevitable happened: I took a chance and gently started to remove her panties, slipping them down her legs and dropping them on the floor. She lay there calmly for just a few moments, totally naked, and then said to me words that I didn’t expect: “Alright, take them off.” I didn’t need a second invitation and hurriedly removed my underwear exposing my quite stiff penis. This was quite a moment for both us; Sandy had led a very sheltered, conservative life as I’ve said before and, as I discovered during our intimate conversations over time, she knew very little, if anything, about sex or where babies came from or anything of that nature. As well, she’d never seen a penis before and probably didn’t know that they existed. So, what could I do but start a lesson on anatomy and life? I took up kissing her starting with her breasts and slowly moving down her body until I reached her pubic area. I then encouraged her take my penis in her hand and start to stroke it gently. As she was doing this I began slowly stroking the lips of her pussy and penetrating her slightly with my finger. As we continued with our gentle efforts I began to explain about how my penis was meant to be in her pussy so that we could enjoy the love that we felt for each other. I was also at pains to explain that, at a certain moment while I was moving in and out of her, I would start shooting a liquid out of my penis and that the liquid was meant, at the right time, to be shot inside her so that we could make a baby together. However, I was also determined that that wasn’t going to happen at this time because I was determined that no one would know that we had engaged in sexual activity. It was then that I encouraged her to stroke my penis which she did, hesitantly at first. It didn’t take long for her ministrations to take effect and for me to shoot a big stream of cum all over her belly, her first experience with the cream of life. It was only after that and after we’d gotten my cock hard again (being young and virile, that didn’t take long) that I started making the suggestion that I should gently slide my cock into her pussy. She had been enjoying having my fingers stroking and moving in and out of her pussy and she didn’t object so I climbed between her legs and lifted them slightly and nudged my cock into the entrance of her delicious looking love tunnel. As I gently pushed further into her she looked at me and smiled somewhat but didn’t fight this new experience. I slowly pushed further into her until I reached full depth and then propped myself up on my arms and looked at her and said: “See how we are looking, fitting together like this?” I then started slowly stroking out and then in, out and then in and out, developing a gentle rhythm that I hoped she was enjoying and knew that I was. It didn’t take me too long and I felt myself coming up to another cum so, at a good time, I quickly pulled out and aimed my cock at her belly and shot more of my cream over her. It was a beautiful experience for both of us. In fact, Sandy told me after we’d been married for some time that she really enjoyed this new thrill of having a penis inside her, of how pleasurable it was for her. We had one or two more nights like this together which generally followed the same pattern of pleasure for both of us. The good thing was no one knew and there was no pregnancy, which I was determined to avoid even though we didn’t use condoms. (We never even spoke about them.) After our time together she had to return home and I stayed in my job and we continued our long distance romance until our wedding some months later. I won’t bore you with the details of the time leading up to the wedding or our wedding itself. Suffice to say in that intervening time of separation we’d never had eyes for anyone else and it has stayed that way for all the years since we’ve been married. We left the reception and headed off for our honeymoon and the start of our lives together. Like all newlyweds, after we reached our accommodation, we put our cases aside and quickly helped each other undress. We were stroking and feeling each others bodies, our hands wandering all over and into the most intimate places for each of us. My cock was quite hard and her pussy was nice and moist. We were both ready for a new experience in life. I gently laid Sandy back on the bed and spread her legs wide, taking in the view of her unspoiled and very tempting pussy. It only took a moment and I was at the entrance to that delectable love tunnel and start to enter into her. My strokes were gentle at first but very soon gained a strong rhythm to the point where I exploded my cum into her, releasing a passion between both of us that was beyond our wildest expectations. It was great to be pumping into her with her pussy filled with my love juices, feeling the liquid lubing us both. Shortly after that filling I pulled out of her and enjoyed the sight of my juices running out of her and down her pussy on to the bed. This was the very first time I pumped my cream inside her to which she commented afterwards: “I’ve wanted that to happen since we first made love.” Obviously, we engaged in plenty of sex, mainly of the bed and in the shower. We regularly showered together experiencing the intimacy of each others bodies as well as having our meals together naked. It was a lovely time for us both. On the Sunday afternoon, after we’d come home, gotten naked and had lunch, we went to the bed where we were passionately engaged in some more strongly passionate sex. As I was vigorously moving in to and out of her and her legs were raised to allow better penetration, she, without any coaxing or suggestion from me, suddenly and naturally clamped her legs around my waist and held me in her grip until I filled her with my juices again. It was an experience that I remember to this day because, when I shot my juices into her for me, it felt so strong that I felt I was filling her up into her throat and stomach. It was a delicious sensation. Aaah, the joys of sexual exploration. We enjoyed our new found freedom with each other during that time of honeymoon, touching, rubbing masturbating sucking and fucking each other. Then, of course, reality set in and we had to get on with life. Life followed what I would say was a predictable pattern for most couples: Plenty of wonderful sex, Changes of jobs, Setting up a home, Pregnancies and children and all the other responsibilities that these and other things bring in life. During this time we did do some new “things” for us. We tried all the new/usual positions for sex, we started to read some porn online and then graduated to watching videos, fucking while watching the movies. This all helped us really enjoy our sex together. We always followed what we believed was a conservative and socially acceptable life during which, of course, our kids grew up, left home and got husbands for themselves. So at this point you may be wondering what this has to do with our meeting up with Mal and Laraine at the beginning of our story. It’s simple, really. Like most, if not all, marriages, our sex life had become quite mundane, almost vanilla if you will. That doesn’t mean that we didn’t experiment within our vows, however, we did stay true to our vows and remained monogamous throughout. But, after some thirty plus years together, like it or not, a sameness started to develop as it likely does in any marriage and it became noticeable between us. Keep in mind that we’d been absolutely faithful to each other and our vows but, by this time, something was missing. So, I started investigating nudism and swinging as a way to liven up our sex lives. Our visits to a nudist resort came first. As we were coming up to our wedding anniversary I suggested to Sandy that we visit a resort for something different. She was very reluctant to do so at first but we booked into a place not too far from where we lived and took a cabin for two nights. It was off season and there were few people there so it gave us both, but Sandy in particular, a chance to be naked around other people and not be concerned. Our visit went well so we did it again later in the year when the weather was again warming up. There was nothing untoward happening during these visits, just enjoying being naked with others and enjoying the spa with others They were enjoyable times. However, there was still the area of “swinging” or “the lifestyle” that we had to talk about. As you can likely guess, Sandy was very reluctant to consider it at first and it took a lot of talking with each other so that she would see the possibilities of such activities. Remember, conservative values, one man and one woman devoted to each other to the exclusion of all others, all that sort of thing. There was never any coercion, just honest discussion and the facing of the facts of our situation in life. She ultimately came around to the idea of sharing our bed, lives and bodies with others who also wanted to do so. So here we were, having a “meet and greet” with Mal and Laraine with the object of further exploring this path we’d chosen to investigate. They were a lovely couple, as we found out over lunch. They were experienced swingers who’d contacted us after we put an ad on an adult website about looking into “the lifestyle.” As with us, Mal and Laraine were no Ken or Barbie. He was a bit over weight and she was small with nice breasts, no centerfold figure but she had personality. They were a truly great couple. We had an enjoyable lunch together during which they did all the explanations and we asked most of the questions. Poor Sandy was somewhat shocked at the openness of the discussions that ensued as we’d never had sexually explicit talks with other couples, only ourselves. However, she didn’t shy away and when, after lunch, we invited them to to our home for coffee they accepted readily. We had our coffee and split up into pairs to talk. Mal and I went to the shed where I showed him my man cave and we discussed the lifestyle while Sandy and Laraine talked together on the back porch. That was interesting because Laraine is a very open and sexual person (as we’ve since found out) and I think she somewhat shocked Sandy with her openness and directness. After we all got back together I had the suspicion that they were quite prepared to enjoy sex with us there and then but Sandy and I demurred on that and asked about meeting up with them again and at that time maybe going further. They were okay with that. Two weeks later we were driving to their home to stay and start seeing what this lifestyle was all about. After we’d settled down and put all of our things in our bedroom we had more discussions and after dinner we eventually decided to take the plunge. We went into our bedroom while Mal and Laraine went to theirs and we took all of our clothes off. We looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and said: “let’s go” and walked naked into their bedroom. Mal and Laraine were also naked and waiting for us. There was nice incense burning and candles giving off a subdued light. At this point I should say that Sandy loves a good massage and Mal gives a good one so she went over to one side of the bed and lay down inviting Mal to start the massaging. We’d already agreed that I wouldn’t get ahead of Sandy and wouldn’t have sex with Laraine if she, Sandy, wasn’t ready to go that far with Mal at this time. And that’s what happened. Our first swinging experience was limited to a full body massage for Sandy, including between her legs, while Laraine sucked my cock quite vigorously and I fingered her pussy as well as engaging in some fairly passionate kissing. Neither Sandy nor I had a cum during that first experience but we were happy with that as we’d crossed a barrier and were comfortable about it. The sex we had that night (or was it the next morning) was better and wetter than we’d had for a long time. Our hosts commented to us at breakfast about hearing us fucking like mad. We all laughed at that. It was a very enjoyable overnight stay but, for us. It was a good start. I don’t remember how long it was before we visited with them again, I think it was only a couple of weeks later, but things were very different on this visit. It started out similarly to our previous visit, getting naked, joining them in the bedroom, a massage for Sandy and some good oral for me, but Sandy and I had already agreed that Sandy would let Mal fuck her this time. He went through the whole massage routine while I was having fun with Laraine and then I saw Sandy get up on her elbow and slowly take Mal’s cock into her mouth and start to gently suck his member. This continued for a little while until I watched Mal remove himself from Sandy’s mouth and then move to where he could spread her legs, after which he moved his face into her pussy and started orally pleasuring her. I could hear the rapid increase in her breathing and see the gentle convulsive movements of her body as her orgasm potential increased. It was at this point that Mal stopped his oral pleasuring of Sandy and moved his body so that his member was poised to enter Sandy’s pussy when he was ready. I watched, fascinated, as Mal slowly pushed forward into Sandy and started to move in a way that clearly showed he had gently entered her pussy and was beginning to fuck her. He slowly increased his speed pleasuring sandy in the process. What a sight. Here was the woman I loved and who had never been with any other man except me now being fucked by another man for the first time. What a turn on. That gave Laraine and me the green light to also start fucking each other and we did so, both couples enjoying all that was happening. I didn’t feel any pangs of jealousy at seeing Sandy with another man, rather I found it fascinating to watch her in such activities and have ever since when the opportunity has presented itself. Laraine had a nice, tight pussy. As with my first time with Sandy, I moved between her legs and poised my very erect and hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. I slowly started to push into her and move in and out with slow rhythm. She commented on the size of my cock telling me it was quite big, which was pleasing to me. I’ve never thought my cock was anything but an average size but Laraine’s comments about my size were certainly very welcome. I enjoyed my firm strokes pressing into her pussy for some time. I felt myself hitting up inside her and touching the limit of her pussy. It was exhilarating. Again, we didn’t cum but I said to Laraine that we could continue this in the morning. When Sandy and I got back into bed with each other she told me she was happy to do that with Mal was also happy to do that with Mal. The next morning saw Mal and me swapping beds and partners and continuing the pleasuring where we left off the previous evening. Laraine and I climbed into bed with each other and took up where we left off the night before. We immediately started groping each others bodies, she stroking and sucking my cock while I, in turn, generously fingered her lovely tight pussy. As her moaning's’ become stronger I took the opportunity to spread her legs and climb on top of her. There was no resistance. She was waiting for me to plunge my cock deep inside her once again which I did so quite firmly. I continued with firm thrusts into her as her pleasure increased until I could no longer contain myself and shot my cum deep inside her willing pussy. What can I say but that we relaxed in each others arms in the afterglow of our sex. I don’t know exactly what happened in our bedroom between Sandy and Mal but in talking with her afterwards I found out that she also had a very pleasurable time with Mal as her explored her body again, stroked her breasts and fingered her pussy until her also climbed on top of her and enjoyed a very pleasurable fuck together. Sandy told me she had a good cum and was given a healthy deposit of Mal’s cream. That experience changed our lives. We’d moved from being a mundane, conservative, sexually vanilla, suburbanite monogamous couple to active lifestylers with a revitalized sex life. And we haven’t regretted it. We’ve since enjoyed twosomes, threesomes and foursomes with others and I have enjoyed “sloppy seconds” with Sandy after a threesome; we’ve had liaisons with other couples at different times, some good, some just so-so. But our own sex life has increased and is more pleasurable than it has been for some years. We’ve also become firm friends (with benefits) with Mal and Laraine and we still meet together for fun and friendship on a semi-regular basis.

6 May 2026

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It was a warm summers night and my now ex and I were hanging the washing out. I was standing there wearing shorts and no underwear just thinking about fucking her. With the shorts brushing against my cock and my thoughts I couldn’t hide being hard which of course she noticed. We flirted for a little bit before she was on her knees. Taking my cock in her mouth with her blue eyes looking up at me. I started to fuck her mouth watching her gag a little and before too long she said she needed my cock inside her. I bent her over the nearby railing and felt her pussy. It was smooth, warm and soaking wet. I fingered her to tease her while she gripped the rail and poked her arse further towards me. A few minutes later she moaned louder and I felt her cum over my fingers. I started to fuck her wet pussy while grabbing her hips. She cum again and her wetness was running down her inner thighs. My cock was coated in her wetness and cum. I had to unload and I did deep inside her mixing our cum together. Her legs were shaking but she wasn’t finished. She wanted more. Back inside we went to the bed where she begged me to choke her. Knowing she was in a slutty moody I grabbed her throat and sucked on her small erect nipples. She was gasping and moaning before I slipped my cock in her again. Lifting her legs in the air I noticed she had painted her toe nails red. My favourite on her sexy feet. I sucked on her toes and kissed her feet. I fucked her hard and deep just like she wanted feeling her cum over and over again. She was sweating and breathing heavy as I fucked her. I pulled my cock out and put it in her mouth so she could taste our cum. I slid back inside her and cum inside her again. Two loads of cum dripping out of her gorgeous, wet pussy.

29 April 2026

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As I stepped into the elevator, I could feel the world melting away. Work politics. The leaky gutter that needed fixing. My daughter’s detention for using her phone in class. All of it dissolved as the doors slid shut. This was our time. And it had been too long—eight weeks since we’d had real time together. But that was the deal. Total immersion. Total surrender to each other—but never intruding on the lives we’d built outside of this. The elevator chimed on twelve. The doors opened. I stepped out, thinking about the one time in those eight weeks we had found each other. A coincidence—both of us in the city. Me out with university soccer mates for one of our occasional dinners, her at a conference, presenting, the research world now at her feet. After the night wound down, we found each other in messages. She slipped away from her delegate drinks. We met in an alley and fucked against a wall - skirt up, panties pushed aside, pants around my thighs, hidden from the nightlife by shadows and skip bins. Our affair lived in those extremes — stolen intensity or complete escape – lust and lace... I knocked lightly on the door and let myself in. The suite was warm, slightly steamy. Claire had arrived first. Of course she had. A bath drawn. Champagne waiting on ice beside the bed. I slipped off my shoes and moved them into the closet, undressing slowly, deliberately. Jacket. Shirt. Trousers. Folded, hung, placed with care. No rush here. No competing noise. No obligations waiting to interrupt. Just this. By the time I peeled off the last layer, I felt lighter—unburdened. I stepped into the bathroom. Claire turned her head, her eyes catching mine immediately. That familiar glint—playful, knowing, entirely at ease. She smirked, theatrical and effortless all at once. “Hello, lover.” I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. Heat spread across my back and shoulders, and I let myself sink into it, head tilted back, eyes closed. I could feel her watching me. When I opened my eyes again, she was rising from the bath. Water traced slow paths down her body dripping from her nipples and clinging to her manicured pubic hair as she stepped toward me, unhurried, completely self-possessed. She came close, kissed me deeply—like no time had passed at all. Claire took the soap and ran it over my body, part massage, part ritual cleansing. The tension built as she washed my shoulders, arms, chest, and belly. Her soapy hand lingered at my navel, my penis slowly starting to thicken and move. Claire slid the soap back onto the shelf and ran her hand down the side of leg and up my inner thigh. She brushed past my cock with the back of her hand before wrapping her fingers around me and gracefully lowering to her knees in front of me. Her warm mouth engulfed me as the warm shower ran down my back. Claires expert blowjob skill was so unexpected every time given her sweet looks and corporate academia demeanour. She expertly sucked me off until she felt me on the verge of cumming and then she fully engulfed my cock and I had to steady myself on shuddering legs as I came deep into her throat. The sexy smirk returned and she reached again for the soap to complete the ritual wash. We dried off and moved into the bedroom, the air cooler now against our skin. Claire lay back, completely at ease, reaching lazily for the fruit on the bedside platter. I leaned over her, taking my time. Rediscovering. The curve of her, the warmth of her, the ease she carried in her own skin. I kissed her perfect abdomen and tasted her nipples still wet from the shower and bath salts. She let out a small sigh as she placed a grape in her mouth, and I kissed her abdomen again and brushed her short pubic hair with my shorted cropped beard. I kissed her on her pubic bone and outlined her pussy with my tongue. Another sigh, deep though. Claire placed another grape in her mouth like a Roman queen completely at ease eating fruit as I started to work on her with my mouth. I had missed the taste. The rhythmic tensing. The sweet sighs guiding my pleasuring… We had the room until late afternoon, and it wasn’t yet midday…

24 April 2026

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

21 April 2026

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So story goes like this, me and my gf and her went to bar and we had good time together and we went to my apartment after that. We keep on drinking till late and my gf got super drunk and wanted to go to bed with me so I went to my bedroom with her and she was so horny that time. I didn’t wanted to have sex with her at that time because I knew that if we start couple hours will be gone and I was aware that her friend is still here in living room, so after so time my gf went to sleep after being so drunk. I went to living room to check upon her friend, she asked me about her and I told her that she is sleeping as I said that I saw her face expression changed like she was smirking. I grab a beer and sit next to her and things started to heat up after that, it was like mutual energy exchange and I felt that she wanted a young dick. I started flirting with her and matching her energy, slowly things escalated, she told me I smell amazing and wanna taste me it was a green signal for me, I went to bedroom again to check if she is still sleeping and she was and I knew it was my time to shine, I grab my ex friend and I started eating her up, gave her the best experience she could ever imagine, writing this gives me goosebumps what a time it was.

17 April 2026

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I am a delivery driver around Adelaide. Just after Xmas I had a delivery of an outdoor setting to Burnside 6 chairs 1 flat pack table. I arrived at the address and knocked on the door. A lady answered wearing a tiny red dressing gown probably in her mid forties. Had a nice body and smallish firm tits which I caught a glimpse of as I was chatting to her. She saw me looking and just smiled. I took the chairs and table round the back to her verandah trying to hide my stiffening cock as I kept looking at her tits and arse. She said her husband was out so would I mind putting the table together for her. Well of course I said yes. Took around 20mins and I was under the table tightening the last couple of screws when she pulled up a chair and sat down right in front of my face and spread her legs. Well there in front of me was a nice smooth pussy and it looked wet. I took the hint and immediately started liking at it working my tounge up to her clit,well she moaned and came I continued licking and sucking her clit making her cum again before putting my tounge deep inside her pussy. I was eating her pussy for around 15min then she reached under the table grabbed my head and shoved it deeper into her crutch my tounge wend even deeper in her pussy then she moaned and squirted into my mouth it was an awesome sensation. She then pulled her chair back stood up and said thankyou I think my husband can manage the rest. As the table was all put together I assumed the rest was for him to come home and fuck her lucky man. I got up said thank you and left. Wishing for more of those kinds of deliveries

13 April 2026

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Standing with my back to a wall, hands encased in soft leather cuffs and raised above my head, attached to a hook above me. You approach with a smile on your face and carrying a small lidded bucket. “What’s in the bucket” I ask “Something fun” you answer A piece of ice is removed from the bucket and held against my lips. You slowly glide the ice across my lips, then you kiss me. The combination of hot and cold is delicious. The ice travels down my neck then across the tops of my breasts. Droplets make their way between my breasts, your tongue laps them up. I let out a moan and you laugh quietly. My nipples are next to be treated to this cold treatment. You gently touch the ice to my hardening nipples. I let out a small gasp of pleasure. You trace circles on one nipple, extending out across the areola. Then the other. I am wriggling in absolute pleasure at the sensations. You slap my ass gently but swiftly - “stay still woman”. The ice cube travels further down, down my body. Over my belly, my hips. Down my legs to my ankle. Your tongue is travelling the same path. “You’re going to make me cum” I gasp “Oh not yet” You growl gently in my ear Suddenly I feel the ice cube at the entrance of my pussy. “Oh oh, are you going to?” My voice shaky “Absolutely“ you reply You place a hand against my belly and then ever so slowly push the ice cube inside me. I try to close my legs but you manage to keep them apart. You push the ice cube even deeper, finger fucking me at the same time. I groan and move against your fingers. The feeling is exquisite. I close my eyes and lean my head back, enjoying this moment entirely. You remove your fingers and replace them with your lips. I lose all control. Grinding against your face, making all sorts of noises of pleasure. Begging you not to stop. I can feel your laugh against my pussy. I cum hard against your tongue, the feeling of hot and cold an aphrodisiac making me beg for more. And you oblige, over and over.

25 March 2026

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As I walkdown the hallway to your office, I can feel butterflies start. I haven't seen you in a few weeks and I have missed you... It feel like it has been forever since I saw your face. As I get to your door I take a deep breath and knock... "come in". I push the door open and see you standing there. Damn I forgot how hot you were. I let out a sigh. "Hey you" you reach around the door and grab me by the waist. "I missed you" you plant a kiss on my lips and I melt into your embrace. Your kiss takes my breath away. Oh how I've missed your lips. You lean back and grab my hand and lead me towards our couch... that couch has seen some fun. I wonder to myself if his staff know what goes on on that couch. " So what's been happening my little minx?" You ask with that gorgeous smirk that makes me weak at the knees. "The usual, too many people to do and places to see" and I poke my tongue out at you. "Fuck I've forgotten how sexy and smart that mouth of your is" you reply back. Your words cause a rush of blood between my legs... how can I not want to tear your clothes off right then. I shift in my seat hoping not to give away how much I want you. You lean forward and run your hands through my hair and grip my hair playfully and lean in and kiss me. softly at first just finding our way again... Its been so long since we've kissed this way. I find it doesn't take much till I slide myself onto your lap never breaking the kiss... things start to get warm and our kisses become more urgent. You lean back in your seat and scan my breasts cupping them in your hands. I can see the lust in your eyes and it makes my juices start to flow. You grab my arse and pull me in closer. The strength you show has me week at the knees. You continue to kiss me each second getting more and more wanting. Your hands are starting to grip my hair, and I can feel you hard beneath me. I feel you start to lift my shirt and soon enough its on the floor. You kiss my breasts and run your fingers over my nipples. I quiver with excitement. You reach around and undo my bra. Your mouth catches my nipple while you gently suck. I cant help but let out a moan. I lean back and start to unbutton your shirt. Running my hands along your chest. I love the way you feel under my hands. You lean in to kiss me and I pull away being cheeky. You smile and I love your grin. Your hand in my hair pulls me closer and you kiss my neck. Running your tongue down my neck from my ear, I feel your warmth and meet your mouth with mine and we kiss. I break our kiss and tell you I want you. You lift me off your lap and I stand up. You admire the view for a bit and lean in and kiss my tummy. Taking a little nibble makes me giggle and flinch. I love your playful side. I slide my skirt up and expose the tops of my stockings with suspenders. You let out a loud sigh and I know your happy with the sight. You stand yourself up and I can see your hard cock through your pants... I cant wait to have you inside me. You take my hand and lead me to the arm of the couch, bending me over you run your hands down my back and give me a smack on the arse. You kneel down behind me and I can feel your breath on my arse. You kiss each of my cheeks and lean back on your ankles and take in the view. I am so wet with anticipation. My breathing starts to get heavy. Soon enough I feel your breath on my pussy, and then your tongue. First you start with light licks and I moan begging for more. Your licks get stronger and I feel your fingers grip my arse. Your tongue is driving me crazy and my moans and breathing become louder and quicker and I realise I'm about to come. As I start to come I bite my lip to remind myself to not be too loud. My legs start to shake and I hear you slide down your pants pushing your hard cock inside me before my body has time to recover. I almost come again as you fill my wet pussy with your cock. You slide out and back in slowly being sure to enjoy the warmth and wetness you tongue has made. As you slide in and out gripping my hair I feel you thrusts get faster and harder as I explode cumming again. As my back arches and my legs spasm I feel you tighten your grip on my hair. You let out a moan and thrust yourself in me and I feel you come. As Your body is shaking you drape over me as we pant and try and catch our breath. After a few minutes you kiss my back and slide out from inside of me standing up you almost loose your balance. "Fuck gorgeous you are exactly what I needed". You say as you pull up your pants scanning the room for your shirt. I stand up and fix my skirt reaching over for my bra and top. You cheekily grab my bra and stuff it in your pocket. "I will return to you next time so you have to come back". I smile and lean in and kiss you... "oh hunni I will definitely be back".

21 March 2026

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Sun's dipping low. That golden crap on the vines again. Makes you squint and think why the hell does it have to look so perfect when everything's shit. I keep tugging my sundress hem. Heart's going like a bloody jackhammer. Fifty eight. Ten years since David. The anniversary slid past last month and I just let it. Door only opens for neighbours these days. Egg. Chat. Sugar. Loneliness sitting on me like that cardigan with the hole in the elbow. Itchy. Familiar. Tonight though it feels different. Like maybe I could peel it off and see what the air feels like on bare skin. Marcus's ute crunches up the drive. He gets out with that grin, eyes crinkling from too many early mornings. Bottle under his arm. Gallagher Sparkling Shiraz. The one I mentioned once. He remembered. "Evening," he says and the hug lasts a beat too long. His hand on my back right over the old tattoo. Warm. Solid. David's letters flash in my head. Ribbon still tied. Drawer still shut. Guilt hits like a stone in the gut. Doesn't fade. Just sits there while the vine smell drifts in earthy and thick and I breathe it anyway. We pour the wine. My glass chipped from Timmy's cricket stunt. Bubbles sharp on the tongue. First sip and we just stand there a second. He asks about the new netting I put up last week. I tell him how the bloody birds still find a gap. He laughs low. Says his got shredded in the last storm and he spent three days patching it with whatever wire he had left. Talk drifts to the drought again. How the soil's cracking like old skin. He tops up my glass without asking. Fingers brush the stem and I feel it. That tiny spark. I push it down. Ask about his divorce instead. He doesn't dodge. Just says the house got too quiet after she left. Vines were the only thing that didn't judge him for still getting up at dawn. I hum Kookaburra under my breath. Stupid habit. David always buggered the words on purpose to make me laugh. Marcus hears it. Tilts his head. "He did the same?" I nod. Don't explain more. The silence after that stretches a bit. Not awkward. Thick. Another sip. The bubbles keep popping. My thighs feel warm now. Not from the wine. From the way he's looking at me like he's got all night. I shift on the couch. Cross my legs. Uncross them. Guilt's still there but it's quieter. Like it's waiting. He sets his glass down. Leans forward just a fraction. Tells me about the good grape sale last month. How it felt like the first win in years. I laugh. Say yeah I know that feeling. His hand lands on my thigh. Not grabbing. Just there. Warm through the thin dress. Air changes. I lean first. Noses bump. We laugh. Then the kiss. Deep. Messy. Wine and heat and that steady taste of him. Pussy's already aching. Wet. But David's face is right there behind my eyes. Not gone. Sharper actually. Makes the want twist harder. Bedroom? I say it shaky. Hallway. Hip clips the frame same as always. Laughing. Bed's chaos. Outfits I tried on earlier everywhere. Sheets half off. He pulls the scarves from his pocket. Looks at me proper. Only if you're sure. That pause. Christ it lands. I nod. Tie me. Make me feel it. Silk cool on my wrists. Dress off. Bra snags. Naked now. All the soft bits and scars showing. Breasts not where they used to be. Stretch marks from the kids. Ladder fall scar on my hip. He looks slow. Touches slower. Thumbs on my nipples. Pinching just right till I arch and the ache shoots straight down. His mouth lower. Belly. Thighs wide. First lick and I make a sound I haven't heard in years. He takes his time. Learns me. Fingers curling. Dog barks outside at nothing. Did I turn the stove off? Stupid thought. Then his tongue does that thing and the stove disappears but David doesn't. David by the river that time. Water rushing. His hand under my skirt. Whispering filthy promises while the kids played upstream. The memory slams in sideways. Hot and sharp. Makes me clench around Marcus's fingers harder. Smack my arse? I say it half laughing. He does. Sweet sting hits right away. Again. Harder. Each one drags David closer and pushes the guilt deeper at the same time. We fumble sixty nine. Elbows knocking. Giggling. His cock salty on my tongue. Thick. Real. My mouth full while his tongue doesn't let up. Bed creaking like it always has since his dad built it. Then he's inside me. The stretch is slow and full and my eyes lock on his. Throat closes up tight. Guilt and everything else mixing and I don't know up from down but I don't want it to stop. We roll to spooning. His arm heavy across me. Cock still there. Moving lazy and deep. It builds slow. Him and the guilt and the wine buzz all mixed together till it rolls over me long and quiet. Shuddering. I come with his name catching in my throat and David's face flashing again behind my lids. He follows. Hot pulses inside. Breath ragged. Unties me after. Quilt up. Holds me. Cum leaking warm down my thigh. Room smells of sex and night air and jasmine. Dishes still in the sink. Cat probably tore the curtains again. David's photo on the mantel staring back at me. Guilt's still there. Won't shift. Too tired now anyway. Too full. I trace the scar on his hand. He traces mine. Neither of us talks. Window's open. Breeze coming in cool. I don't know what tomorrow looks like. Don't know if this was stupid or necessary or both. Right now though I'm sticky and sated and the guilt's still sitting right here on my chest like it belongs. And I'm not reaching for the light just yet.

13 March 2026

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After we finsh sexytexting each other on what we are going to do when we decide to catch for lunch.The following day come by I book a hoyel room and arrived at the cafe down loddy10 minutes beforehand so I can secure a quiet private table Im wating at the table with a glass of wine in my hand I look acrooss the tables and there Susan was in a outstanding white dress I stade up and raise my hand to Susan " this way " as Susan was approaching the table a gust of wind raise dress up she put here head down while she was fixing the dress. I caught a glimpse of the lingerie Susan was wearing it was white with enchant garter belt and thong with lics around the thight I quckly put my head down to show that I did not see it "but by then it was to late the sexual fantasy has begun". As Susan was approaching the table we introduced ourselves to each other and I pull out the chair for her and slide it back in as she was sitting down. Our conversation started out as expected and we talked about our sexual eratic fantasies and what we will be doing to each other we find out that we would lke to have a threesome with a ladyboy and the conversaton was heating up. We stop and got up and made our way the to escalators while we were fourplaying with each other the escalator door open and we made our way in door colse. Susan then pin me to the wall and we started to rub our hands over each other in a sexual way. Elevator stop but it was not our floor the door opne and lady entered and prest the some floor button which we were going to that was the next stop. We walk out and made our way down the hallway we got to our room we open the door the lady room was also next door as well. We were on heat and sexual arousal as we wer taking our clothes off as we were making our to the bed she fell back on the the bed I climbed on top of her as I was undressing here and she was undressing me as well I start to kiss her on the side of the neck as I was taking the braoff with one hand as I was making my way down I was taking her lingerie piece by piece and made my way down to her inner thigh kiss slowly and genty as I was making my way slow to her vagina. I slow inserted two fingre in here vagina as I placed my thumb on her pubic bone I moved my finger up,down and deeper until I massage the Grafenberg spot she started to "there she blows" and could not control herself Susan sad keep going keep going yes yes then she started to squirt all over me, The door bell rang at this time " what" so I had to stop to answer the door I was knack when I open it and there she was the lady next door in lingerie " she said you going to invite me in as I look down she was the final piece in our sexal erotic fantasy in haveing a threesome ladyboy I asked for here name Zoe yes come on in as I close door and we made our to the bed I grabbed the anal lubricant. We started to slow take of here lingerie piece by piece as Susan alread on the bed Zoe went into the 69 position on top of her I got the lub and stared to massage the Zoe anus I put on a condom and lub up my penis I stared to slowly insert the penis in side her Zoe call out more more I did I did zoe then " there she blows" all over Susan and I climax as well all at the some time. Morning come I felt somethin behind me it was Zoe lubing up my anus so she can givine me a morning prostate massage she put a condom on her penis and stared to slide it in as this was happing I went down on Susan at the same time, Zoe got me on my knees and pull back into the stitting position at the same time Susan come in and stared to got down on me Zoe put her arms around me squeeze me tight while she was kiss the side of me neck Zoe thrust hard and hard Susan kept on going then it happen I " There she blows" all over Susan face then she come up and we stsred to kiss we had a few minutes rest to rehydrate. Susan through me on my back and mounted me at the some time Zoe come up behind Susan and started to lub up Susan anus Zoe put condom on and starded to slide in here penis inside here we went harder harder I was squeezing her breasts so her nipples was geting hard we keep going and we "there she blows" And that was me and Susan sexxual erotic fantay with a Ladyboy for the night.

5 March 2026

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Intro: It's summer 2025, the air is humid and hot in Brisbane, to be expected. It's only a couple weeks out before the Christmas holiday. So the city's bars are busy and the streets are alive with people rushing around for last minute holiday shopping. My name is Creature and my partners name is Curiosity. We just recently moved into an amazing new place by the river near the CBD, it has a gorgeous view with the occasional cool breeze that comes off the salted river. Moving is hard work, and we only just got it done after about 17 hours. We were sweaty, exhausted and horny as hell. We finally had some time to ourselves and we were feeling ravenous towards each others pheromones. The sexy, sweaty scent of Curiosity was killing me. I mean we've been carrying furniture up and down stairs for days. We finally were looking forward to having some time to ourselves to enjoy each other in a place of our own. But hey, I'm getting ahead of myself, let's go back to Moving Day where the sexcapades all started. And before you ask, yes, this is a true story, p.s. don't ask me for the video footage at the end haha ;) Chapter 1 - Moving Day The move was stressful, we barely got Curiosities stuff out her apartment and returned the hired van late for additional fees. That didn't stop our fun. One of the first things we did was use the hired van for public BDSM and a adult game. I don't know if you guys have heard of the game smash or pass? The last thing from her apartment was the mattress and tallboy chests. The van had a cage behind the front driver and passenger I used to tie Curiosity to the tallboy and on the mattress in back of the empty van. Unfortunately at the vans first red light, the tallboy collapsed right on top of Curi.. My friend who was driving and I thought she was dead... Our hearts dropped and we looked as pale as ghosts. luckily, after a few seconds of silence, she started giggling in the back, the chest of drawers miraculously landed on her headphones, protecting her skull. There was no time to undo her without raising suspicion from other drivers and ended up driving for the rest of the trip with her bandaged to the back of the van, smothered under furniture, and filled with adrenaline. Wow, imagine if we had got pulled over. Chapter 2 - BDSM Gone Wrong? Finally we were able to stop the van and I was able to investigate the damage. It was incredibly hot, the way she was curled up in her tight leggings it made them transparent. You could see her underwear as soon as you open the back of the van, her pink G-string and tight round ass staring at you. Mmmm. We freed her from her binds and checked in to see if she was ok, she had a few bumps and bruises but was in good spirits. Strangely, she was enjoying being smothered and crushed by the weight of the tallboy. We tied the chest of drawers up securely. Curi decided to lay back and stretch on mattress in the back of the van, eyes still sparkling with excitement. The van hire company was calling us because we were 3 hours late dropping the van off and another customer was waiting for it who had paid a deposit. They kept calling every 20 mins and we weren't even close to making it back. We figured since we already are paying the late fee we might as well get our monies worth. Chapter 3 - Smash or Pass? We took a detour through the city, so many hotties on a Thursday afternoon as it gets closer to sunset. We drove into Fortitude Valley stopping the van near random strangers of my choice to open the back door and say smash or pass. Curiosity was lying on the mattress available for them to fuck or forget. We opened up the back of the van like a Bonnie Blue bang bus. We approached a well dressed gentleman around the age of 40, slightly greyed hair and stubble wearing a well mannered suit. He was a good looking bloke who clearly just finished his respectable day at work. Curiosity smirked as she knew it was just the beginning. She looked out the window and if she was keen she would say smash to stop or pass to drive off. I loved offering her hot tired body with little to no clothes on to random guys who were so caught off guard, the faces of shock and excitement still make me stir with emotion. Offering up Curiosity had me throbbing seeing if a stranger would take the opportunity to jump in the back and use her tight wet pussy. We got the van back and it cost us a tonne of late fees. Best van ever, I left a kind review and a stain or two. Chapter 4 - The Lonely Driver We eventually got back to the apartment and dragged everything up the stairs. Tired, sweaty with both of our muscles burning yet still horny, we were unable to resist each other's bodies any longer, especially after the pleasure of watching some 3D porn of my choosing. We went into the bathroom for a shared shower but didn't quite make it to getting our bodies clean. Curiosity pulled out my dick in a rush and started licking along the length of my dick, I had to try and keep quiet and contained after being solid for so long because my mate who drove the van was still in the living room. Now my friend is always talking a big game of kinks and shock-factor stories so this is something that I know wouldn't bother him. He understands the sexual needs, but you still don't want a mate hearing that you know? We had a quick cool shower while the sexual tension was heating up, my dick was raging it was so hard, seeping precum, begging her to let me have my release, I couldn't resist. I was throbbing so bad needing my Curiosity right now and then, until I had a spontaneous dirty thought. You see, my friend was still alone in the lounge room for an extended period of time. You know how easy it is to get side tracked, especially seeing your partners glistening body in the shower. You start talking fun ideas getting down into oral and enjoying each other's bodies that, you know, we thought maybe my friend felt left out on such a fun time. He had to focus on driving and keep his eyes on the road, he missed a lot of the show helping us out. Chapter 5 - Sexhibitionism We thought the least we could do is give him a show on top of the cash right? She loved my idea and with a knowing glance at each other, we loosely chucked on dressing gowns and she followed me towards the loungeroom. I sit down and tell Curi to get on her knees and she starts passionately sucking my dick, with her big juicy size E tits spilling out of the gown, both of us almost completely exposed. My friend is pretty open when it comes to sex like us, I mean he was in an open relationship and is a bit of a sadistic with a humiliation and power kink with his ex. Curi was sucking my dick with deep and long strokes gagging for me. However my mate was blushing and was really awkward. He didn't bat an eye lid and could barely look in our direction or at my big erection lol. He's been in all types of situations before with all kinds of kink and crazy, but he just froze. As still as a statue, not making eye contact like we were medusa turning him to stone. My friend was not himself and was just all bark and no bite, and it was the funniest reaction I've ever seen. Especially if you've heard the stories he's shared. The last person on earth you would expect to react this way, he eventually politely excused himself after being unsure what to say or do. We still laugh about that moment to this day. Chapter 6 - Sexy Secretary Role Play Finally, we got our moment, just to fuck like rabbits and explore every room of the new place. Curi is the most gorgeous shapeshifter of all. She has so many hot outfits and some lovely dress up aesthetics. Finally we could unwind and just enjoy our own sexual kinks and desires. We decided to shoot a home made porno to remember our first night at our new home. We wanted to put some effort I to our appearance and record high quality video and audio we can get off too again later. I wanted to do a secretary interview role play. She has so many sexy outfits, she always dresses the part perfectly. Curi styled her makeup in a classic office siren, she wore a tight black and white blouse, a mini skirt that was shorter than her fingertips, and tight white shirt that was barely hanging on by a button. She had the smell of cheap perfume like Britney spears fantasy, she had her cleavage in your face, she was wearing silver tall stilettos you could hear coming from a mile away. She topped it all off with a copy of her resume on a clipboard, nerdy square black glasses, a kitty shaped headset and finished her look with slutty red lipstick. Chapter 7 - Lights Camera XXX Action With the cameras setup, we started rolling and she stepped into my office for the interview. She nailed it. Her voice was spot on. She sounded like an actress from Hollywood, her breath with an airy tone, sombre and sweet. She gave me goosebumps and a hard-on, I was chubbing so hard in my tight chinos, I was struggling to ask the interview questions. Her pussy started peeking out from under her slutty skirt. She nervously asked to use the bathroom. I gave her the key card access and showed her down the hallway to the bathroom on the left. I watched her hips walk step by step like it was in slow motion. Curi has the hottest arse. I could feel my lip drooling. She was wearing those tall beautiful stripper stilettos and wow was it a sight to behold. Chapter 8 - Hidden Piss Pee Spy Cam in Bathroom We ended up editing a new secret bathroom scene into the video. It was like a little secret camera situation spying on her. She pulled down her panties to her ankles and let out a little sigh, you could hear the trickle of her golden humiliation hit the water in toilet bowl. She nervously cleaned herself up and then came back to the interview. Her acting was perfection, the hottest sweetest, sluttiest secretary ever. Willing to go above and beyond and do more than anyone else would do for the job. Chapter 9 - Whatever It Takes I got her under the desk and pulled out my cock. I could smell how wet she got just sucking on it. The smell was as sweet as freshly made pineapple juice. It was sweeter than a cold can of coke on a 40 degree day. She was nervous, yet excited, and she can see the look that I was giving her of how much I was enjoying it. She knew that role play has me dropping so much precum down her throat. She did go above and beyond any other candidate. I ended up building a full OBS scene and transition setup to record us fuck. I setup a window watching us watch porn and it was hot, multiple different angles and a solid 3-hour fuck session. It's the best Christmas present you could want after moving house. We played porn after porn, turn for turn, from gangbang creampie to hentai with mutual masturbation. There was some hot fingering action with one of the best angles of Curiosity squirting whilst I finger fucked her. We got all the different angles from triple penetration to her stretching her arse with butt plugs. The best was yet to come. Literally cum. Chapter 10 - Early Christmas Present Curiosity promised her Creature that I would get something special on moving day. She wanted to reward me for the moving effort. It was to finally see if I could stretch her tight ass with my 7 inch thick cock. Her ass has been so tight it's taken almost a year to stretch it wide enough to fit. She was adamant that tonight was the night. I gently pushed her back with my large hand and bent her over the computer chair, squeezing the edges of the tip of my cock against her little puckered hole. I could only fit half of my throbbing head to begin with, as she yelped whilst moaning. It was such a struggle to fit, to get a couple of centimetres in. I thought maybe it would have been too much for her and was about to check in until I noticed her sweet pussy dripping onto my balls whilst she shivered and breathed deeply. It was to my surprise, she wanted it just as bad as me. Chapter 11 - First Anal BWC After trying different angles to manoeuvre my cock into her, she insisted I lay down right in front of the other video angle in almost a demanding but sultry tone. She placed a pillow to one side of me, as she was reaching for a matching pillow to be on the opposite side of my body, she stretched in a way where I could admire her openings. I could see the beautiful little pussy inches away from my head so couldn't resist sucking on those delicate lips like I mean the taste was to die for I was in a trance, fully addicted. I knew she had plans to ride my cock but I just couldn't resist sucking on her lips until they were puffy, warm and hot pink. It was amazing. I could tell she didn't mind getting distracted from the pillow momentarily. Suddenly, I felt her metallic stripper heels against my biceps gripping in, Curi was getting close but didn't want to cum already so that was my sign to dis-latch after one last cheeky bite. Finale As she looks down at me flustered, I couldn't help but smile. Her twat is seriously irresistible but I knew something new was coming. Her crotch soaked from my saliva and her juices made the perfect lube. Curi took a large exhale while staring me dead in the eyes with intent and her little star slowly swallowed my cock. Finally, she was brave enough to take me. Not only did she take me impressively well, she continued to vigorously ride me for 15 minutes, slamming her hourglass body against mine with mixed pleasure and pained noises. I was close. I mean the pleasure was amazing in many ways physical, mentally visually and the sound. I can't even explain it. Even with the aircon on full blast It was still hot Qld summer night. We were dripping with sweaty but were too into each other's pheromones and compatibility to complain. Conclusion I tell you what. I've been around the block a few times but I've never had someone match my drive and this is a true story. This was just week 1 of what it would be like to live with a hot open partner whose down to do so many things with me and for me. Who just wont fuck like no other creature you've known.

27 February 2026

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Hi-ho it's off to work I go. Not forgetting to pick up my favourite married milf. Don't work with me just likes to go out for the day in the van. This particular day there was not that many deliveries so we just took our time driving around the English country side delivering. But in between we would stop for a a cuddle and kiss. On one of these occasions we had stopped at the side of a field, opening the side door facing the field. Hugging and kissing got more intense after sliding my fingers inside her now very wet pussy while she rubs my cock through my jeans. I got to suck you she said with a sound of urgency in her voice. Un zipping me and dropping my jeans my cock was out in the sunshine. Until it disappears into her mouth and throat. Dam she was so good at this but her husband didn't like at. Strange man. After a while I turned her around so she could lay down in the van and slid into her waiting tight hot and wet hole. Making her legs tremble with every orgasm she had. Turning her over so she could lay on her back holding her legs in the air continue to slide in and out. Slow at first but speeding up as I got close to cumming. As I was about to cum she sat up so she could swallow my whole load as she loved doing this. Standing up I turned her around and wend doggy style. Not believing that I was still hard that surprise us both. With her legs trembling and so was mine I came for a second time deep inside her quivering pussy. She cleaned me up again by sucking and licking both of our juices from my twitching cock. We pulled ourselves together only to find a lady sitting on a horse in the field , it looks like she had been there for some time too. Dam I miss that lady and the job.

25 February 2026

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Je bent een normale vrouw en leeft al een tijdje alleen, het valt je niet zwaar om alleen te zijn, al mis je af en toe de hektiek van vroeger. De dagen worden weer langer maar het is nog lang geen lente, laat staan zomer, toch voel je de laatste tijd een opwinding door je lijf gaan, die je doet denken aan vroeger tijden. Afgelopen nacht werd je er zelfs wakker van, je droomde over heftige sex met een onbekende man, je zat tegen klaarkomen aan. Terwijl je er langzaam wakker van werd, bleek je met een hand in je slipje te zitten, je vinger die net nog driftig heen en weer bewoog over je opgewonden clitje, ligt nu stil tussen je vochtige schaamlippen. Je was er eerst een beetje van geschrokken maar nu je er aan terug denkt, wordt je er weer hitsig van. Wat is er toch aan de hand, ik ben er eigenlijk nooit zo mee bezig maar nu kan ik bijna aan niks anders meer denken. Het is iets totaal nieuw voor je, je hebt, in jouw tijd, best wel wat vriendjes gehad en ook later met je man hadden jullie een fijn sexleven, maar het was de laatste jaren stil geworden op dat front. Nog steeds hitsig besluit je toch maar gewoon een broodje te gaan eten, het was al laat. In je ochtendjas loop je langs de spiegel in de gang, automatisch doe je het licht aan en kijkt verbaasd naar je warrige haren en wilde blik in je ogen. Je handen gaan even door je haar en als vanzelf ga je, terwijl je jezelf blijft aankijken, met je handen naar beneden en alsof je jezelf voor het eerst ziet ga je met je handen via je borsten naar je taille en over je heupen en weer terug naar je borsten. Je voelt een blos op je wangen komen en terwijl je kijkt of de blos ook te zien is ga je met je handen naar beneden, je ochtendjas is open gevallen en je voelt je tepels hard worden. Er schieten wat herinneringen door je heen en het is niet te geloven, je voelt je poesje nat worden waar je bijstaat. Er gaat een rilling van genot door je heen op het moment dat je, even in je tepel knijpt, oohhh... dit is toch wel fijn, dacht je en terwijl je je ogen sluit dwaal je even weg op het toch wel heerlijke gevoel. Abrupt, kom je weer bij zinnen en loopt door naar de keuken om nu toch maar eindelijk een broodje te gaan maken. Terwijl je je broodje staat te smeren, begin je toch weer te dagdromen, zonder dat je er erg in hebt duw je je heupen ritmisch tegen de keukenkastjes aan, je komt helemaal terug in het nu, als er een kreun uit je mond komt. Je hebt al smerend, je opgewonde kruis tegen een handvat geduwd en je clitoris word nu vol geraakt. Je bent zo hitsig dat je je clit tegen het handvat aan blijft duwen, je begint zwaarder te ademen en rijdt nu stevig tegen je keukenkastje aan. Met beide handen steun zoekend op het aanrecht, kom je eindelijk tot een hoogtepunt, nahijgend maak je langzaam je broodje af en met slappe knieen loop je naar de bank. Je neemt het laatste stukje brood en besluit er even bij te gaan liggen, je hebt nog geen kwartier geleden je eerste orgasme, sinds tijden gehad, en bent er nog van onder de indruk. Terwijl je je ogen even dicht doet, voel je gelijk dat je nog steeds 'in the mood' bent. Lang geleden toen je nog jong was heb je wel wat aan masturbatie gedaan, maar toen je vriendjes kreeg is dat eigenlijk als vanzelf gestopt. Sinds een paar weken schiet de ene na de andere erotische fantasie echter door je heen en ben je konstant hitsig, het is dan ook niet raar dat je nu eindelijk weer eens bent klaargekomen. Je ziet jezelf weer tegen het aanrecht staan, raar eigenlijk, maar die handvaten zitten precies op een plek dat je er heerlijk met je clit over kan wrijven, dat ik dat nooit eerder heb ontdekt. Onbewust ben je, nu je er weer aan terug denkt, van hitsig naar heter gegaan en je voelt je kutje opgewonden kloppen. Je besluit om er deze keer maar eens voor te gaan en met je ochtendjas nog aan, al liggend op de bank, vindt je hand je nog natte liefdesgrot. Hhmmm heerlijk, je stopt eerst een, maar al snel twee vingers in je heerlijk hete grot en duwt ze diep naar binnen. Smakkend zuigt je kutje zich vast aan je vingers en je duwt ze nog wat dieper om ook je G spot te stimuleren oohh..aahh, je heupen beginnen mee te draaien, je gaat even verliggen om je andere hand ook vrij te krijgen en nu kan je er met beide handen bij. Je wrijft in je eigen tempo over je opgewonden clit terwijl je andere hand nu met drie vingers in je kutje pompt. Je bekken duw je omhoog, richting je pompende vingers en al snel rollen er heerlijke genotsgolven door je heen en ben je op dat heerlijke randje van een bijna orgasme. Je spreidt je benen zo ver mogelijk en je kan nog iets dieper stoten ahhh... wow heerlijk. Je clitje staat hard overeind en beide handen bewegen sneller en sneller... oohh... oh...daar komt het... de golven van genot worden langer en hoger... whoe..aahh daar komt de groo ooote. Je lijf begint te sidderen en een heerlijk zwaar en fantastisch orgasme dendert door je heen. Naschokkend lig je op de bank, je voelt dat er nog meer zit, maar voor nu is het wel even genoeg, met een tevreden glimlach op je gezicht, sukkel je in een heerlijk hazeslaapje en droomt over wuivende tarwen in een zonnig landschap met een roerloze blauwe lucht. Tevreden rek je je uit en herinnert je weer wat er gebeurd was, je hart maakt even een sprongetje maar tevreden constateer je dat je je heel erg lekker voelt je bent nog een beetje opgewonden maar vooral warm en heerlijk rustig. Geen gedachtes over wat er allemaal nog moet en wat er allemaal al gedaan had gemoeten, nee heerlijk rustig en tevreden, alles kan ook morgen. Lui blijf je heerlijk op de bank liggen en al wikkend en wegend hak je een paar knopen door. Je bent al ouder maar nog niet oud en je lijf geeft aan dat je wilt leven, leven en genieten. Je was in die paar jaar dat je alleen woonde bijna helemaal op de automatische piloot gaan leven en nu besloot je dat dat eigenlijk geen leven is, vanaf vandaag wordt het allemaal anders, hoe hhmm daar kwam ze vanzelf wel achter. Tevreden met zichzelf ging ze rechtop zitten maar had nog geen zin om op te staan. Ze heeft woord gehouden en vanaf die 'eerste dag van haar nieuwe leven' heeft ze al meer geleefd dan jaren tevoren. Het was nog wel zoeken en ze wist ook niet altijd wat slim was maar ze had vanaf die eerste dag, elke dag een, of vaker nog, meerdere orgasmes gehad. Ze voelde zich jaren jonger en ook de buitenwacht merkte dat er iets verandert was. De eerste week had ze veel plezier en genot gehad, in bed en bank maar ook 'haar vriend' het handvat had ze een paar keer gebruikt om haar hitsige lijf op te zwepen naar steeds weer andere orgasmes. Tijdens het douchen was ze er achter gekomen dat ook de waterstraal haar vriend was en in die begintijd had ze weinig verlangens naar 'een echte vent'. Op een dag liep ze in haar stad niet ver van huis en ontdekte een sexshop, die had ze nog nooit gezien en ze kwam er toch regelmatig, maar zo gaat dat. Ze durfde niet naar binnen, was toch een stapje te, maar thuis gekomen zocht ze die dag via het internet naar sex artikelen want ze had in de etalage toch wel een heel gedurfde grote penis zien staan die haar een warm gevoel gaf. Zoveel keus, zoveel verschillende hulpmiddelen, ze wist het nog niet maar ze zou zeker binnenkort iets aanschaffen. Uiteindelijk duurde het nog een paar weken maar vandaag kwam 'haar nieuwe vriendje' binnen, anoniem verpakt, gaf de bezorger haar het pakketje en kon het uitpakken beginnen. Jeetje wat een ding zeg, als die er maar inpast, het was een mooie grote vleeskleurige penis met zuigvoet. Er zaten dikke aders op en de eikel was goed te onderscheiden en al met al kreeg ze wel zin om het uit te proberen. Ze had er een heel plan omheen gebouwd, het was er eentje zonder batterijen want ze wilde het vooral gebruiken voor onder de douche. Naakt op haar slipje na voelde ze of het water de goeie temperatuur had en maakte de zuigvoet tegelijk nat. Ze duwde de voet tegen de gladde tegels aan en ja, precies zoals ze gedacht had bleef die penis nu tegen de muur aankleven, met moeite trok ze hem weer los en door wat te meten plakte ze hem op een plek waar ze er goed bij kon. Heerlijk warm, stroomt het water over haar lijf, haar tepels zijn van voorpret al hard en haar kutje vochtig. Plagend trekt en knijpt ze even in haar tepels en met de rug naar de muur toe, zoekt ze met haar achterste de penis op. Er is heel wat verandert, van een dooie huismus is ze nu een sextijger geworden maar ook al is ze nu nog steeds bijna altijd wel 'in the mood' ze gaat er nu speelser mee om en is open en vrijer geworden niet alleen door te masturberen maar ook door te willen genieten en leven, zijn er in haar hoofd wat knopen verdwenen. Ze voelt de eikel tegen haar billen en nu kan ze haar poes tegen die eikel aanduwen. Hhmm heerlijk... hij is wel groot en dik maar langzaam duwt ze haar hete en hongerige flamoes om de eikel en steeds dieper verdwijnt de penis in haar. Heerlijke golven van genot gaan door haar heen terwijl ze langzaam haar nieuwe vriend begint te berijden. Oohh dit is... lekker, het lijkt wel of ze door de muur genomen wordt en met de penis diep in haar leunt ze tegen de muur aan, het warme water stroomt over haar borsten en verdwijnt tussen haar benen waar ze sinds kort ook haar schaamhaar heeft bijgewerkt. Licht met haar heupen draaiend houdt ze de kunstpenis diep in haar hete grotje en met een hand wrijft ze over haar opgewonden clit. Oohh.oohhh... ohh helemaal gevuld door die pik heeft ze haar billen nu bijna helemaal tegen de muur gedrukt en heftig haar genotsknopje stimulerend komt ze schokkend klaar. OOoohhh...dit orgasme is heftiger, zo heftig dat ze bijna aan de penis hangt, zo lekker. Langzaam trekt dat verrukelukke gevoel zich ietsjes terug maar nu komt de tijgerinne hand en met de penis diep in haar hete kut neemt ze haar opgezwollen vuurrode clit nog een keer onder handen. Het tweede orgasme laat niet lang op zich wachten en whaa... ahhh... o oohh..oohh een geile zondvloed treft haar midden in de roos en met grote kracht komt ze, haar knieen knikken en de penis houdt het niet en glijdt van de muur af, heftig schokkend komt er een ultiem orgasme over haar heen, dit overtreft alles, zo is ze nog nooit klaar gekomen ze ziet zelf sterretjes. Op haar knieen hijgend, zit ze zo nog een tijdje onder de warme waterstralen maar dit... dit zou ze nooit meer vergeten.

25 February 2026

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I grew up on a dirt road that didn’t have a name, just a mailbox with our surname peeling off in the sun. Out there, love stories were simple. You met a boy at the rodeo or at the pub on a Friday night, you slow-danced to a country song, and by harvest you were someone’s forever. That’s what I believed, anyway. When I moved to the city at twenty-two, I packed that belief in my suitcase between my good boots and my grandmother’s pearl earrings. I thought love would find me quickly. I smiled at strangers. I said yes to dates. I mistook attention for intention. The first man I met wore polished shoes and told me my accent was “cute.” He took me to a rooftop bar where the lights blinked like distant stars. He spoke about investment portfolios and weekend trips. When he kissed me, it felt like a scene from a movie I’d watched a hundred times in my bedroom back home. I thought, this must be how it starts. It didn’t start. It ended the next morning with a polite text and a promise to “catch up sometime.” There were others. A bartender with kind eyes who said he’d never met someone “so genuine.” A gym trainer who liked the way I laughed. A musician who wrote half a song about my freckles. They held my hand in public, traced circles on my back in private, and whispered that they felt something different with me. I kept believing them. I told myself that intimacy meant progress. That if they wanted me, if they desired me, then surely love couldn’t be far behind. So I gave pieces of myself away in dim apartments and rumpled hotel sheets, under fairy lights and ceiling fans that hummed in the dark. I learned the rhythm of new bodies, the warmth of shared breath, the heavy quiet that comes afterward. But morning always arrived colder than I expected. I’d lie there staring at unfamiliar ceilings, wondering why closeness at midnight felt so far from connection at dawn. They would kiss my shoulder and rush off to meetings, to friends, to lives that didn’t seem to include me past the night before. Back home, my friends were getting engaged. Posting photos in fields of golden wheat, hands laced with someone steady and sure. I double-tapped their happiness and told myself I wasn’t jealous. I was just… waiting. People assumed I was wild. The city had changed me, they’d say with a wink. They didn’t see the hopeful girl underneath it all—the one who still believed that the next date might be the last first date. The one who studied every smile for sincerity. I wasn’t looking for thrill or conquest. I was looking for that quiet certainty my parents had, the kind that doesn’t need fireworks because it burns steady and bright. Instead, I kept finding sparks—hot, dazzling, and gone before I could warm my hands. Maybe I was naive. Maybe I confused chemistry with compatibility. Or maybe I just hadn’t learned yet that love can’t be negotiated through longing. But I still keep my grandmother’s pearls in my drawer. I still say yes to dates. And somewhere beneath the city lights and the lessons learned in tangled sheets, that country girl is still looking—not for another night, but for someone who stays when the sun comes up.

20 February 2026

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Quite a few years ago I was dating a woman with a very high sex drive. Late one night when I was driving her home, she leaned over unzipped my jeans pulled them down, with some assistance of course. She then started to go down on me, after a few minutes when I was stiff and pulsing, she took off her jeans and knickers and started to climb over to the drivers side of the car. All while I was still driving, Luckily it was an automatic but unfortunately before cruise control. We slid the seat back as far as we could but still being able to just reach the accelerator and brake. She then sat on top of me and guided me inside her. Bouncing up and down on top of me with me saying lean to the side a bit I can’t see where we are going. Needless to say, worried about having an accident (of the motor vehicle kind) or being stopped by the police we found a place to stop and finish what she started. I still can't believe what we did but assure you it is true. A night I’ll never forget nor do I want to.

16 February 2026

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The idea of two strangers hooking up in the middle of fucking nowhere seems to be unrealistic and everything that you can only find in the movies, or some asshole typing away. Anyways. So, we have these two people. A woman, 30s, average build, but curves that any man would want to grip their hands onto. Long hair, black, fussy hair that reaches towards her lower back. Cup size of her tits, well, spoilers, but let's call her Jane. (Jane Doe) Now with the man, 40s, built like motherfucking brick house. Has facial hair, but it is trimmed nicely. Jeans, but losing. Enough for the ladies out there knowing what he's dealing with, without the need to whip it out. We'll call him John Doe. Why? because I'm fucking lazy. It's raining, like pissing, pouring the old man (not John) cumming in his sleep, at a level of raining. Jane is marching in her wet boots. She's lost. Her phone was flat, and for hell, the moonlight was going to help. She's getting annoyed and more annoyed. All she wants to do is have a quick meal. Maybe beef jerky or something like that, and sleep until the morning rises. Seems that might not happen. She's losing all hope until- "Hey, she hears, overtaking the heavy water drops. The voice is male and deep. When I say deep, I say DEEEEEEEPPPPPP. She shines her flashlight in the direction of the voice and sees a figure. The figure walks forward, and here comes John. He's all wrapped up, but enough to knock the rain. "Are you okay?" "I'm just a bit lost. Trying to find my way back towards my tent." "Good luck with that, Mrs. With this rain and the nightlight. You will be unable to find your way back until the sun has risen." John sighs, knowing what he is about to suggest. "Would you like to stay at my tent. Just for tonight. Promise I'm not one of those crazy serial killers that you find in horror movies." Jane doesn't think about it. She just wants to get out of the sky water. Jane takes John's offer. Now the tent itself is small, like you're surprised that now John's able to fit inside of it, but anyhow. Jane lies down at the far, far right side with a bed sheet over her. John enters. "You don't mind if I-" He touches the ends of his shirt, hinting at what he's asking. She nods. meaning "I don't mind." John takes off his shirt and showcases his hard rock abs. like a 10 pack. He lies at the far left. The two campers try to sleep, but one little issue, which is- The sheet that was over Jane. Does jackshit. She's freezing. Teeth banging into each other. She is COLD. And John can hear it. He turns around, and "I realizes that you're a bit cold. You don't mind if I give you some body heat. 'Go ahead," Jane replies to his question. John pushes towards her and wraps his arms around her. Nothing more, nothing less. Anything seems fine. Both of them try to go to sleep once again-but. Jane feels something. Something that touches her arse. rubbing against her behind. She wants to figure out what this feeling is. She moves her hand towards the THING and touches it. Realizing that his hard cock was the thing rubbing against her. And she's liking the feel of it. And she's only feeling the outline of it (because he still has his pants on). She rubs his shoulder lightly. Enough for him to wake up, as he did. John doesn't know what's going on. "Is everything alright?" "Oh, everything is fine. Just still feel a bit cold and wonder if you can help me to warm up- in other ways." She pulls down his pants and flops out his rock-hard, thick, 8-inch cock. Throbbing for a play and don't worry. It's going to be a play with. He's enjoying it. He's feeling her warm mouth sucking him. John thinks she's the god of male oral sex. She stops looking down and looks across at John, which makes him unable to hold on any longer. He pushes her off his dick and gets on his knees and kisses her. Long with passion. She jerks him off while his hands are holding her neck, while their lips meet. John moves to kissing the side of her neck, which makes Jane really get ready for a fuck. He takes her top off. Not normally, but rips it. She showed her breasts to him. His hand was squeezing him before moving down to the nipple and having a taste. Moving his tongue around with the odd light bite. His hands slide down her back, and he gets a hold of her legs. Getting ready to flip her onto her back. John goes even further down as he starts tasting her. Tasting her nice, wet, warm, pussy. Which is wetter than the rain outside? And he isn't being gentle. He's going to pull on tongue fucking. (The title of this should be call tongue fucking the way this is going). She doesn't hold back. Her moans are loud, and it's known that she's enjoying. That this random hook-up was the right choice as he touches her tits as he's tasting her clit. She can't take it any longer, "I need you inside of me". He pulls back and slides towards her back and slides his thick cock inside of her. The moment it was in. It feels good. He starts thrusting slowly. He doesn't want to cum too quickly. He's a man who takes his time. Looking into each other's eyes. Groaning and moaning together. It feels like this is the best cock she ever had and the best pussy he ever had. He builds up the speed of his cock, smashing her. fucking her hard. The sound of his balls echoes. "I-I'm going to cum' Jane announced. And she screams out her orgasm. She notices he is slowing down. "Don't stop. I want you to cum too, baby." And he doesn't, it picks up the speed and fucks her. More and more. He's about to cum. Building up, building it up until- he cums inside her and it was a big load. He rests on the top of her chest, and her hands touch his hair. Progressing on what just happened." Jane smiles and makes a little joke. "I think we're warmed up now."

11 February 2026

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I met a spunky bloke online and although this may sound absurd in a very short space of time, much quicker than expected not only did he float my boat but because I felt heard and respected it felt safe to honour my innate sexual core and release my sacred whore, so I wrote:  I love it when my juices flow like a river of melted snow. Melted snow now that’s a first the bloke replied. Do you think your snow will quench my thirst? Of course! I replied My sweet juices start flowing sometimes without me even knowing. You see quite suddenly I am filled with desire because it is ever so easy to light my fire and I do not need to be seduced with romance but simply before you let me naked dance. For I love the look of lust in your eyes so for me the juicy flow it no surprise.  Also, my melted snow gushes freely if I provocatively squat just above your big cock. Then like the pendulum on a clock as your proud penis sails back and forth through my silken veils for sure there will be a water shed all over you and all over the bed. Also, I love to slippery slide my cunt over the curves of your smooth back side. Yet another waterfall you need to know can also happen over your big toe! And of course, I feel no disgrace squirting my vulva juice all over your face. Actually, it's also true, my need for oral gratification never seems to reach saturation so pretty, pretty, pretty please will it be alright to suck your cock all through the night? Well a message flew back faster than lightning Yes, please Yes! Suck my cock throughout the night let it slide deep down your throat and when the time is finally right, I will release my spunk with all my might but then I beg please will you share my cum with me because there is nothing as tasty as a cum kiss. It's total bliss. I sent my reply post haste 'Oh, I promise when my mouth I later share the taste of your juices will still be there but before seeking my tongue first may I suck on your spent cock? In a flash his message came back. By all means that sounds sublime please take your time but remember when your sucking is all done, I would love to taste my cum on your tongue. So I hastened to reassure him. Yes, I agree sharing a yummy cum kiss is divine heavenly bliss but so too is to lovingly caress your balls whilst sucking on your spent cock. I feel so content I purr like a pussy cat that's licked the cream. Honestly nothing is more relaxing than that. His message winged its way straight away Now my Sacred Whore let me fantasize drinking your vulva sauce while sitting stark naked on the floor. But I need to have my head laid back so do you have cushions to place under my head? Or perhaps maybe use the sofa instead? And I hope you agree it is no disgrace to have you straddled above my face. What bliss to drown in the juicy rivers that your cunt delivers. My fingers quickly typed back my reply Yes! Yes! Lover make me quiver. Make me shake, weep and shiver and for sure a waterfall of juices sweet will be your special scrumptious feast. Honestly, I can’t wait to enjoy the debauchery fun with you and your hungry tongue. Then when I roll you onto your tum and straddle you like riding a horse (With my twat over your butt of course) I reckon my fanny juices will run, flowing all over your bum.  Then stretching forward again I will nibble your ear and bite your neck sending electric tickles way down to your throbbing peck. And I bet when I ruffle your hair your groans of pure delight will echo around my lair. Of course! it will be especially divine when my tongue trails up down your spine. Next, I will use warm coconut oil to massage your back and later you will feel the gentle tickle of warm oil as it falls between your butt cheeks and down over your balls but first, I will linger longer massaging your sexy bum because my hands love to dance everywhere, especially there on your derriere. He reply was almost instant I am in a euphoric bliss. Can it get better than this? I can’t believe you are for real. I already imagine how amazing it will feel. Truly I am in Heaven or somewhere in space so please don’t wake me from my dream like place. Honestly my imagination has gone amok. This Cyber fantasy is almost better than a fuck. Please! Please! Please! Lickity lick! Lickity lick my balls Quickity! Quickity! Quickity! Quick? And I hope you will mount me again and ride me like a cowgirl chasing a train because I hunger to feel your warm juices making puddles in the small of my back and squirting down my crack.  I hastened to reassure the bloke Of course I will ride you like a horse. However, I warn there will be a lull before the storm, and suddenly, I will keep very still and you may wonder if I have reached my fill. But let me assure you No that is not true. It's because it will feel so damned good being stretched out along your back that I will need plenty of time to savour the moment and breath you in. Then while you are in a different zone, I will softly nibble on each ear lobe before whispering 'Now sexy man your cock needs my attention' and I bet you will roll over quicker than quick. And do doubt you will soon be in a full-on trance when around your glistening dick my oily hands dance. Up! Up! your shaft my fingers will glide. Down up down up slippery sliding. Then my dancing fingers will slow down to a walk as delicately and with reverence I will trace each vein on your stalk. But then I will catch you totally by surprise when I stop and gently kiss your eyes. And perhaps you may hear murmuring sighs when I snuggle my face in the valley between your thighs but before I drink my fill I will pause a split second to enhance the thrill. Then with my mouth opened wide I will take your throbbing cock deep inside. My guess is you will name me Deep Throat and wish you could hit 'pause' on the remote. ***Stop press After enjoying messaging on AMM we meet and enjoyed re-enacting our Melted snow fantasy. Afterwards the bloke wrote this following text message: It certainly does it for me I love the show Love to watch the juices flow Onto my cock, onto my toe Fuck, even down to my knee. Exhibitionist you may be but God that appeals to me If we decide on another little show perhaps we can unleash the basest ho with fruit, bottle and dildo Purity of lust unspoiled by emotion or conversation embroiled With all those gates and constraints Suppressed, bypassed, jailed so, the shameless debauchery can romp unleashed in all its raw purity

15 January 2026

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I met this bloke online, but he didn't float my boat. So, I declined his offer to be a convenient poke. Then he sends me a message online 'I suggest a bland dating site would suit you fine.' After all this is a sex site.' Well, I got this bee in my bonnet to set him right. 'Truly your assumption makes me feel vexed What makes you think I don't want sex? If the bloke is local and there is mutual attraction. Then I am up for enjoying debauchery action. But not every Tom Dick or Harry gets invited to share my snatch. Because although I am not seeking the perfect match. Discernment is very high on my list And also, I insist There also needs to be respect, rapport, and trust As that adds spice to the lust. That is why I claim to exercise my right to choose. Unfortunately, when I say 'No thanks' many men like you blow a fuse. But when they spit the dummy, I care diddly squat The fact remains I don't willy nilly share my twat. I am not the town bike or the convenient lay Because at the end of the day. Mindless sex I don't condone I would rather dance alone In fact, why miss the chance. To do a solitary no pants dance? Because doing the what cums naturally Keeps the fire in my belly And dancing my best moves I am soon in the groove. Especially if I wear the highest heels. You can't imagine how it feels. And sometimes I do a strip tease. Or imagine sucking cock on bended knees. Because when I salute my inner slut and strut my stuff. It sends tingles to my amazing muff Thankfully hitten the kitten does not have a use by date. So that means I can merrily masturbate. Until it's time to enter the pearly gate And although I am rolling closer and closer to heaven's door. I will always honour my sexual core. Meanwhile I salute my wild woman who owns her inner slut. And in her stilettos loves to strut But if you think I am up for a mindless fuck. You are definitely out of luck.

12 January 2026

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I tried hard not to let the old woman in But she arrived anyway with a sheepish grin. I tried to bribe her with a bottle of Gin. Go away But the old woman is determined to stay So thanks to her I may not hear The sweet nothings you whisper in my ear. Because I am as deaf as a post. Though I guess I can boast My legs are still long. But don’t get me wrong. My jelly belly looks like a baggy balloon  And sometimes I howl at the moon. Life’s not fair! But I dread crumbling with despair. Thankfully I hear the ocean calling me to Seize the day! So, I am out the door and on my way. Peddling my E Bike I zoom along Because I am not yet ready for that final gong.  But keep falling into the dreaded rabbit hole. So pardon me while I curse. Because old age has taken hold And I feel ever so terse. She has confined me to barracks for months now not just weeks. I soldier on and on pretending life without sex is fine. But honestly my old bones creak   And Sir thanks for the kind offer of your services but regrettably I decline. Because sex is neither the elixir nor the antidote. And yes Sir your empathy and compassion will get my vote. But No Sir I know what you are thinking. Sadly willing bodies entwined will not distract me from my pain. And if anyone suggests I settle down with a nice retired old man This crazy old Dame Will kick up her heels and do the Can! Can!* Well as best I Can! Can!*  Let’s face facts  I am full up to dollies wax  With sexist ageist BS! What would you do if you were me? I asked my Mentor G.P.S. (Otherwise known as Goddess Pussy in the sky.) Julie doomsday is not yet nigh. I have stored a dossier about your life in the clouds above. And today I gift you your own hard copy with my love. Also, I encourage you to celebrate your old age. By performing a bawdy poem on the Nimbin stage. For inspiration open your dossier at the chapter titled Julie’s debauchery fun Next, to an audience of one But preferably to a crowd Read the chapter out loud Then Goddess pussy disappeared into a fluffy cloud. Julie’s debauchery fun Chapter one Julie at the top of the list is the bliss of your first kiss. Next is the fun loving girl who loves to dance and twirl. Or when you are feeling peeved A trick to keep up your sleeve Is to provocatively undress. Re-enacting the thrill of being a saucy seductress. Then with audacious flair Teasingly caress your bare derriere Or simply wave your arms in the air Dancing naked on a chair. Then bring to mind indulging in a good licking. When your inner slut was alive and kicking. And Julie can you recall making love in cyber space Wearing your black gown of feathers and lace? The fact is you never let a chance go by To enjoy the no pants dance Because doing the what comes naturally Has kept the fire in your belly And I wager Julie you have fond memories of impersonating Madame Lash. Remember Julie? You wore your Mona Lisa smile  Wielding your whip With finesse and style.  Do that! Harder! Harder! Do that Faster! Faster! No! No! That's not what I meant. Fuck me hard young bard and don't stop until you are spent.' On the flip side being a brazen whore Thrilled you to the core. OH Yes Master! Yes Master  J' adore I am yours to obey. I will do your bidding both night and day So, take me on all fours I am a Wanton Whore And Master I am yours And Julie although you brag  Enjoying a raunchy shag  In a hot tub  Here’s the rub In the mile high club I bet you regret You haven't bonked yet But better by far Than that quickie in the car Was getting laid. Again! Again! and Again! and Again! On the Fuckity! Fickity! Fuckity! Fickity! train Clickity! Clack! Clickity! Clack! Clickity! Clickity! Clickity! Clack! And Julie by the way  I smile when I hear you say Thank God Hitten the kitten  Does not have a use by date That means I can always merrily masturbate Until it’s time to enter the pearly gates  Now Julie that’s what I call  Gratitude with attitude Now with that said and done I trust this record of your debauchery fun Encourages you to turn the next page  And inspires you to perform a bawdy poem on the Nimbin stage. Julie, I have had a ball recalling your glorious raunchy nights. The afternoon delights. The skyrockets in flight. Remember though Julie The future is not ours to see What will be will be Lastly Julie please share this Mantra with your audience today. Blessings to the old woman who came to stay To teach me not to watch the bridges as they burn. Blessings for all the lessons I still need to learn To make this next leg of my journey the best yet. Blessings to the Universe for aiding me in my quest. To accept everything happens for me. Not to me Blessings to the powerful force of my destiny That carries me forth with love and peace in my heart. Heralding each moment as a brand-new start. Blessings for the awareness that my challenges will not bring about my demise. They are gifts in disguise And if I do slip back into despair I will not offer it a chair Instead, I will politely tell it to Nick off! And hold the lamp light of my soul aloft. Because it cannot be bought or sold   Rather my soul shines brightly. Like a beacon of gold. Reminding me what really matters in the end. Is to fearlessly negotiate each twist and bend (Evolving to changing circumstance. By celebrating life as a beautiful dance), All I am saying is give peace a chance. Why walk when you can dance? Dance me to the end of time

8 January 2026

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This is your fantasy ;) but based on true stories. You are sitting there, naked. The way this situation came about is irrelevant now, your mind is focused on the present, and in gleeful anticipation of what comes next. You had heard the stories, but was not convinced they were true, and was pretty sure it was just arrogant boasting. You have met the type many times before. There was the possibility, though, that the next hour could be quite an experience. From behind you the words “just relax” are whispered, in a tone that is as gentle and sudden as the soft caress of the finger tips stroking up your back. The light touch almost feels tingly as it reaches your shoulders. You suppress the urge to twitch, and are relieved that the sensation has changed both direction and pressure. With more skin contact you feel a warmth flow into you and down your entire body, as palms and fingers meander down your back. Sometimes closer to your spine, sometimes closer to your sides. It almost tickles, but the warm feeling that floats down your body at the same time, relaxes and tames any reaction. As the process is repeated, the up strokes feel more electric, but tempered by the growing feeling of comfort, turning them into waves of sensation. At one time you feel my finger tips continue their journey, and trace up the back of your neck and into your hair. Your whole body internally shivers from the touch, goosebumps flowing from your head to your extremities. You appreciate that your hair is up, as the caress brushes over your ear lobes, and snakes back down the sides and back of your exposed neck. Warmth continues to build from the downstrokes, seeming to accumulate in your belly and your groin. You start rocking your hips. You can’t help it, slowly at first, but you hunger to go faster. You are sitting, with legs opened wide, leaning slightly forward, hands on knees and head down. Sometimes you feel fingers reach around, gently tracing below your breasts, avoiding, for now, your nipples that have become firm from the combination of arousal and goose bumps. Other times you feel a hand resting over your belly, seeming to concentrate the feeling of warmth and comfort you are feeling. Just as you begin to get accustomed to the waves of sensation, my fingers trace down the front of your shoulders and along your arms. The movement brings my face closer to your back and you feel the brush of breath as my hands continue down to interlace with yours. Your body floods with excitement as I begin kissing the top of your back, and the back of your next. Your hips rock faster, you can’t stand the tension. Part of you wants this to last as long as possible, the teasing waves of exhilaration and calm. Part of you wants my hands to be more adventurous, finding it hard to resist the temptation to just grab and move them yourself. By now, reaching around encompasses your entire breasts, fingertips tracing around nipples of impossible firmness. You can feel, literally, how exited I am, at how turned on you are, and that turns you on even more. I ask you to lean back. Finally, you think, as you push your body into mine. But you find the tension rise even further as I stoke along the insides of your thighs and gently massage around the side of your swelling vulva. The tip of your clitoris is at attention, reaching out, begging for contact. You feel a solitary finger, gently, barely touching, trace up your lower lips, and tease the tip of your once private parts. This is repeated again and again, each time with a little more contact and a little more pressure, and a little more time teasing the tip. Juices are already flowing out of you. By now making my fingers wet and slippery, so as they move back and forth, up and down, and all around your engorged parts, there is only smooth comfortable sensation. Cradled by my left arm, leaning back, you feel a familiar pressure growing. You’re almost disappointed that you will climax soon, before I have even penetrated you. But then you come to your senses, or maybe you succumb to your senses, and just enjoy it for what it is. Your back arches as my finger moves rapidly back and forth over your clitoris. The wave of sensation builds by the second. The touch is gentle enough to tease, and rapid enough to maintain the sensation needed to build to a climax. It is almost unbearable as you finally let go and the wave crashes over you, pulses of sensation causing your body to shake. My hand rests on your engorged, wet and quivering pussy. You are grateful that it has stopped moving for now, but the contact reminds you that the night is yet young, and there are more pleasant surprises to come…

8 January 2026

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