Multiple MILF orgasm
A Fantasy by KinkyPoleDear Diary, Tonight was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. As I lay in bed, the moonlight filtering through the curtains, I could still feel the remnants of the pleasure that coursed through me earlier. I’ve often daydreamed about moments like this, but tonight, I embraced my desires fully. It all began with a simple touch — a light brush of my fingers across my skin, igniting a fire within me that I thought I had long forgotten. I let my imagination wander, picturing a sensual dance, the heat of another body against mine, the thrill of uncertainty mixed with the intoxicating allure of what was to come. As I surrendered to the moment, I found myself exploring every curve, every inch of my body. The way my fingers traced the outlines of my curves sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but indulge in the way my breath quickened, the way my heart raced with each passing second. I lost track of time as waves of pleasure washed over me, each one more intense than the last. The sensation built slowly, teasing me with its promise. I was enveloped in a cocoon of bliss, a world where only I existed. With each ripple of ecstasy, I felt myself teetering on the edge, a thrilling dance between restraint and release. And then, it happened. The first wave struck like a storm, crashing through me and leaving me breathless. I gasped, feeling the world around me blur into nothingness. I let go, surrendering completely to the blissful chaos that engulfed me. Each moment stretched into infinity, as if time itself had paused to let me revel in this sensation. But it didn’t stop there. Just as I thought the tide had receded, another wave rolled in, stronger and more insistent. I could hardly believe it. The intensity was overwhelming, and I felt like I was floating, spiraling into a realm where pleasure knew no bounds. Each pulse, each throb, sent shivers of delight coursing through my body. As the final wave surged, I surrendered entirely, feeling a rush of warmth and satisfaction that left me utterly spent yet exhilarated. I lay there, heart pounding, body tingling, marveling at the power of my own desires and the depth of pleasure I had untapped. What a night to remember, Diary. I’ve rediscovered a part of myself that had long been dormant, and I can't wait to explore even deeper. Until next time, keep my secrets safe. Warmly, A Curvy Dreamer
CANDI SWEET
A Fantasy by Savagehal13Candace she wakes up in a hot sweat as it drips down her neck onto the crease in between her big bountiful tits. It excited her imaging the dripping of something sweet and thick from a lover she is soon to met. She jumps out of bed and runs a shower to get all fresh and clean for the man she hasn't ever seen. Just as she was about to step out a knock at the door sounds. She jumps out slips on her silk robe and answers the door. There he is standing there with hit dimpled grin. Blonde beard and curly blonde hair. His blue eyes looking right at her and clearly admiring the view. Candace grabs him and brings him inside. They don't get far, at the hallway they press up against the wall and passionately kiss. His hands reach inside her robe and feel her soft still slightly wet tits. She moans loving his manly hands handling her soft hungry tits. His other hand slides down her into her warm excited pussy he touches her and instantly she is ready and wanting to play. Her hand goes down his beautiful manly body wanting to get to his manhood. She gets there feels his hard eager cock and then she takes control. She gets down on her knees and rubs her face onto his crouch teasing him to get him even more keen to unleash his sexy beast. She unties his pants and pulls them down and her lips water as she knows where he needs to go. So she looks up at him with her bright big green eyes winks and sticks out her tongue and licks his cock. His head goes back and he moans God his missed her. She licks his cock like a cat lapping up milk. She moans as she has missed him and his taste. Then she licks the knob running her tongue all over him and then gliding him down her throat . Slowly fucking him with her mouth. She ever so slightly increases her speed of his cock going in and out of her mouth. She then grabs his ass cheeks and rams him as far as she can take into her throat. Deep throating him and her eyes water. Mmmm she loves doing this his cock fits perfectly in her throat. She pulls out and moans looking up so happily at him. She then tells him to get into her room and on her bed immediately.
Clare Cums Down South
A True Story by bluesouth80I'd been chatting to "Clare" from this site for a few months, she was married but allowed to play and we both enjoyed naughty chats, creating hot scenarios where we'd both cum multiple times. One July morning, the planets aligned and she made her way to my place. When she got out of her car, I watched her through the window, her long red hair flowing in the breeze, curves jiggling under a white skirt and D cup boobs bouncing under a long sleeve t shirt. I opened the door and she stepped inside, hugging me, we were both excited to see each other after months of trading pics and stories. I offered her a drink but she said, "No, let's just get straight to it!" Kicking off her sandals i led her to my bedroom where we kissed passionately, touching and stroking each other's bodies. She slipped her skirt off and I pulled up her shirt, her lovely tits presented so nicely in a black lace bra. I unclipped it, freeing her breasts which I gently squeezed and sucked. Clare had pulled my pants down, caressing my thick 7 inch cock in my grey Calvin Klein undies. I put a condom on and laid on the bed, Clare started to move my cock towards her smooth wet pussy but I pointed to my mouth and said, "up here first, baby" She kneeled either side of my head and lowered her swollen clit into my waiting mouth, I began to suck on it, licking her juices up from her labia as well. Clare started to grind away on top of my face, I could feel her orgasm building so I reached up and pinched her nipples, causing her to scream loudly as she came! She slid down and guided my cock into her soaking wet cunt, impaling herself as she humped me up and down, bringing herself to another screaming orgasm. I flipped her over so I could fuck her from behind, her curvy pale body was so beautiful as I pumped away from behind, spanking her thick ass as it jiggled. I grabbed her hips and told her I was going to cum, she told me to do it and I came inside her, filling up the condom with a thick load of jizz. Once I'd cleaned up we hugged and kissed for a while, then she left feeling very satisfied, as I was too. Clare messaged me a few days later saying that her husband told her to stop seeing other people, so we wished each other all the best and left it at that, but I'll always remember that lovely winter's morning!
Caught without bus but not a ride
A True Story by CQ80NBClubbing one night in a city I missed my bus and they were very very more running and I got stuck on the side of the road and decided to walk home not realizing that was going to be 20 kilometres. A friendly girl coming home from work offered me a lift, I was super grateful as was a bit smashed. We got back to her place and offered me a place to nap and I pretty much passed out. I awoke a while later to find this gorgeous face slurping on my throbbing cock. When she realised I had awoken she was startled and a bit worried, I said um that's ok, maybe I owe you that. She stood up and had a massive nudge in her parts and asked she could ride me, couldn't say no, she was gorgeous. She took her pants off and left her bra and top on and flopped out a throbbing 8 inch cock. She was already close and didn't take me long so we stopped for a cigarette while continuing to fondle each other. I reached over to have a drink and she stuck her face in my ass, I was so hot by this point I just let her have her way, I laid flat and she went to town on my tight ass while talking dirty talk to me in my ear. I came hands free that day... twice. Never saw her again, shame...
A poem for her
A Fantasy by mrwombat168Hand on throat, Legs in the air, Pulled forward to watch, What's going on down there. Muscular legs, Hips, thrash n rock, Pushed into the hilt, A thick veiny cock. Pinch of your nipples, Your pussy split wide, A full open mouth, Gets a spit deep inside. Flipped over n spanked, Your hair pulled real tight, A rough passionate fucking, Just what you like. Slippery n wet, Dripping n warm, Arse cheeks are red, Panties are torn. Body arched fully, Head on the floor, You’re begging to be taken, Fucked like a whore. Pulled up to your knees, My cock needs a suck, Your face fucked n drooling, Guck, breathe, guck guck. Open your mouth, Stick out your tongue, Time to receive, My warm sticky cum. Tugging n stroking, Are you enjoying the pace? As long sticky webs, Criss-cross your face. You the hottest n sexiest, Girl that I've seen, Now be good n show me, How u lick my cock clean...
The Wedding Rehearsal
A True Story by locksmith22I had never set eyes on Tiffany until we met at the church that warm spring Friday afternoon. The participants were announced and briefly introduced as they arrived. Just three hours later I found myself seated next to this very attractive youngish woman at a long table set for an informal a light supper at the reception centre. There were around twenty close family friends and relatives and Tiff, as she told me she preferred to be called, a long-term friend of the bride and her family, was one of the three bridesmaids. Similarly, I had been at university with the groom. The bride’s mother had insisted on a full rehearsal with the entire bridal party on the eve of the wedding. An event far more common in North America, than here in the Antipodes. Quite coincidentally neither of our partners could attend the rehearsal or the wedding itself. Mine was spending time away with her mother after the recent passing of her father. Tiff explained she was coming out of a massive argument with her boyfriend and was not anticipating he would bother to make the journey to attend. I guessed Tiff would have been a fair bit younger than myself, probably in her late 40’s to early 50’s; more sensual than sexual, tall, with a slim body and elegant curves fitting snuggly into the summer dress she was wearing. We chatted for a while over a glass of wine as we waited for the first course to be served. All very pleasant and inconsequential; mostly about the following day’s nuptials. Inevitably there was innuendo about the bride and groom’s anticipated wedding night performance in the sack. The talk of imagining how exciting or not the sex would be, seemed to have aroused Tiff. She was drinking rather quickly, frequently topping up her glass and becoming somewhat animated. As we were finishing the first course, completely out of the blue, she leaned towards me and whispered to say she was not wearing any panties. She had that innocent but naughty schoolgirl expression on her face. I just glanced at her and offered a rather disbelieving but nonetheless credulous smile. Suddenly she wriggled her chair closer to the table and towards mine and pulled the hanging part of the tablecloth over her lap. She sat with her legs wide apart and pulled my hand onto her knee under the tablecloth with the hem of her dress well above her knees. Tightly holding my wrist, she pulled it further up her thigh and flicked the back of my fingers across her pussy. She was distinctly one step away from being totally soaking wet. Then pushing my hand away, she gave me one of those looks which simply said – “Now do you believe me?” From that point on, the conversation turned to a whispered exchange on how her sex life with her boyfriend had become so unexcitingly boring almost to the point of non-existence and how desperate she had emerged, just gagging for it at every opportunity. When the meal finished, we left the table to get some coffee which was a self-service arrangement from a separate area of the main bar. I had stepped outside for a few minutes to call my girlfriend and when I returned to the dining area, Tiff was standing at the corridor entry leading to the rest rooms where she fleetingly made eye contact and with a nod of the head, beckoned me to follow, quickly turning on her heels and walking down the passageway. She was out of sight when I approached the entry, so I strolled towards the rest rooms. Just a few metres down the corridor I heard her softly say “in here” and a door opened sufficiently for me to enter. The room was dark, lit only by the exit signage when one’s eyes adjusted and full of scattered furniture and hotel equipment throughout. She pushed me against the wall behind the door, kissing me with an intensity like there would be no tomorrow. I was a little surprised and responded with equal eagerness for several minutes. Tiff certainly knew how to kiss and excite a man and I knew I was becoming extremely aroused. She grabbed hold of a loose cushion and dropped it on the floor to kneel, at the same time starting frantically to unbuckle my belt. My chinos dropped to my ankles, and taking a very firm grip around her newly discovered trophy, she proceeded to slowly massage it with both hands. She certainly knew how to handle a man’s arousal and within a few seconds had me as hard as I had could have remembered or imagined in a long while. Sucking the head of my cock like it was the last one on the planet, she rose from her knees and made me step out of my chinos which were around my ankles, side shuffling me to a nearby lounge chair. Somewhat unceremoniously Tiff shoved me into it, and with a seamless single motion, lifted her dress around her waist, straddled herself across my legs, and simply impaled herself on my rock-hard member. She rode me like I was a bucking bull at a rodeo but I never attempted to unsaddle her. She jiggled her beautiful butt in an almost non-stop circular motion and after a short space of time, reached down and backwards cupping my balls with both hands. Within just a very few minutes thrashing and moaning, she obviously sensed I could no longer keep my load to myself and I just exploded inside her. Tiff was sweating profusely and as we sat resting; she performed the most amazing Singapore grip and held me captive for a full three to four minutes. We eventually uncoupled as my hardness waned and she looked at me very longingly, especially so I thought, for a woman I had only spoken to for the first time barely an hour or so previously. We made our way back to the dining area with a respectable time and distance between us. The guests were still mingling and beginning to slowly disperse for the evening. The hotel everyone was booked at was less than five kilometres down the main road. I drove towards the hotel which took the best part of half an hour after stopping to fuel the car, taking a call from a golfing buddy, and checking in at reception. I had been in my room for no longer than 10 minutes, unpacking and seeing if there was anything worth watching on the TV when the house phone rang. Hardly a surprise for me to hear Tiffany’s voice. She was clear and concise and had obviously shaken off the effects of her alcohol infused supper. “It was great how we connected earlier and I really do need you to take me to bed. I need to be loved; not just another quick fuck, especially tonight when one of my best friends is getting married tomorrow” Come to my room in 15 minutes; the number would have come up on your handset. As I wandered down the corridor, I paused at the Ice maker just in case any of the other bridal guests were wandering around. The door to Tiff’s room was ajar and I pushed it open and quietly closed it behind me. The only light came from a single table lamp near the window. Tiff was standing beside it with a towelling robe loosely hanging open exposing her pubic area and much of her well-shaped breasts. She was holding in each hand a large glasses of Scotch on the rocks and offered me one as I approached. That evening was one of the best sexual experiences of my life. We made love to a point I was beginning to think this woman was the most adventurous, sensational lover I had ever encountered. My mind raced away believing there was a connection like I had not experienced since my immature teenage imagination told me I was madly in lust with every girl in the school who ever smiled at me. We lay together totally exhausted, as she thanked me for a perfect evening which she said she would never forget; at roughly which point she fell into a deep sleep and I crept quietly away, got dressed and returned to my room. Although we had exchanged phone numbers and spoke and messaged one another a few times, the distance between us across the metropolis made it virtually impossible to sustain any form of on-going tangible liaison, and with domestic and other social commitments, our connection just faded. Fast forward almost four and a half years… I had relocated across the harbour city after the pandemic and a somewhat messy break up, being fortunate enough to land a new job, which I knew was going to be demanding. I was working and playing harder than I could ever remember. Late one Friday evening I am in the reception area at my car dealership service centre showroom waiting to collect my company car from a minor recall rectification, when over the PA comes “Tiffany to the service desk please.” Now that’s not the most common of names on the Eastern seaboard and the possibility of a potential co-incidence raced through my mind… I recognised her immediately as she hurriedly appeared through a side door and attended to two customers who had a lot of paperwork spread over the counter. I shifted around on my seat until I was in a more direct line of sight. Within a couple of minutes, she had made eye contact; a sort of double take in surprise and disbelief. I could sense the recognition but with a degree of uncertainty. Tiff dealt with them quickly and as they gathered up their papers and left, she just stared at me for several seconds, broke out in a broad soft smile, hurried out from behind the counter, ran towards me and hugged me tightly. She seemed excited, flustered, and as animated as I remembered her from the first time we met. After we took a moment to compose and draw breath, Tiff said she would have my vehicle ready for collection and delivered to reception immediately. Right on cue within five minutes the car arrived, with Tiff sitting in the passenger seat. The driver got out, held the door open and handed me the keys with a sort of expression that said “aren’t you just the lucky one” We sat there together in a sort of awkward silence, until she pointed for me to restart the engine almost as if I had forgotten how. She asked me if I could drop her off at her apartment, explaining where she lived which surprisingly happened to be less than 15kms from where I lived, in much the same triangular distance from the dealership service centre. Tiff explained she had originally planned to go for drinks with friends that evening straight from work and never took her car when she knew that was happening, but when I showed up, she canned the arrangement. We arrived at her apartment building and Tiff guided me to the visitors parking area and invited me up for a drink. Why not I thought – a great chance to catch up. She ushered me into her living area and sat me down on the lounge and I heard her go to the fridge and take out ice. She said just to give her a few minutes to freshen up. Ten minutes later she opened her bedroom door and appeared clad in a loose-fitting embroidered silk gown, holding two glasses filled to the brim with Scotch on the rocks. I could see she was totally naked under the gown and her nipples were prominently hardened. We sat down on her bed together. Subtly, she quizzed me about Deja-vu and what I did I remember from the last occasion she held two glasses of scotch in her hands. I really was unable to think straight as I sipped at the rim of the glass. Within a matter of two minutes, Tiff had reduced her glass to the remnants of ice only, grabbed what was left of mine, and placed it on the dresser behind her. She dropped to her knees on the carpet and started to rip at my trouser belt buckle and fly, all of which were opened within seconds as she took my now hardening shaft in her hands and wrapped her lips around it. When she finished devouring my manhood, in one seamless movement Tiff was straddled across my groin and she had me effortlessly captured deep inside her velvet-smooth love tunnel. “Captured” probably wasn’t quite the right word; more appropriately think “incarcerated”, casually mentioning she had recently met with her very close Singaporean girlfriend who gave her a few updated techniques and exercises to enhance her “grip” on such opportunities. That evening we ordered a takeaway meal delivery and spent the next few hours catching up on our respective lives since we last encountered one another on the evening of the wedding rehearsal. Tiff invited me to stay the night, and we slept like babies until dawn when she entertained me, amongst other things, to an amazingly gripping display of captivity, from which I had doubts I was ever wanting to be released. Another few months on, Tiff and I have established an almost regular Friday night ritualistic date, which alternates between our two apartments. There is now a lace embroidered black negligee hanging in a corner of my wardrobe, The scotch on the rocks, the ensuing routine of oral pleasure, the subsequent impalement and incarceration are becoming a regular, if not legendary but very private and enjoyable way to finish up a stressful working week. That particular Friday, some four months earlier, when I had taken the car to the dealership was my last weekend in that vehicle. It was leased through my company and a replacement through a different dealership had been organised for the middle of the following week. Timing is so consequential when sometimes things are meant to be, and sometimes not!!
What he wants
A True Story by Born2befilledWhen meeting in AMM, he was very animate that he wanted to meet up with a woman, but as he couldn’t get any for a while, he had come across my page which advertised that I am happy to try new things and for partners to enjoy their fantasies. I enjoy cross dressing, so when he messages asking to meet up to dump a load in my arse, it peaked my interest. We discussed how he wasn’t gay, but wanted me to provide a fem arse that he could unload in. He didn’t want to see my face, just my arse. He was to message me when he arrived at the hotel and the staff were to let him up to the floor that I was waiting in. He messaged once he was outside my door. I left the door ajar and took up my position. I was dressed in a pair of pink panties, stockings and a short skirt. I was bent over on the side of the bed with my upper half of my body under a sheet, so all that he seen when he walked in was some tall legs in stockings with pink panties showing through with a skirt trying to hide my arse. On the bedside, as discussed, some condoms and lube for him. I heard him put some porn on to watch while he started pulling down my stockings and panties. I heard the lube open and then felt the cold fingers of the anonymous male press his fingers against my waiting arsehole. Initially 1 and then 2. It was thrilling not to see who or what he was doing. My other senses were working overtime. He removed his fingers and I could hear the condom packed ripped, all with the sound of a girl being fucked on his phone. More lube was applied to my arse and I felt his cock press against my arse. It felt much larger than the fingers he had inside me. During our messages back and forth, he didn’t want me to speak or make any noise, so I endeavoured to remain quiet instead of moaning with pleasure. He turned his porn video up and it sounded and felt like he was fucking in rhythm with the video. My cock was well and truly rock hard still somewhat in my pink panty and stocking that was only pulled down at the back. He was fucking me hard and moaning with his pleasure. I was lost in pleasure and was unaware of how long he had been fucking my arse. I could hear the girl on the phone squeal with an orgasm and the guy fucking her also say he was going to cum. On cue, the guy fucking me also stated he was going to cum. I could feel the quickening of the deeper thrusts and then the pulsing of his cock as he came inside the condom. He pulled his cock out of me leaving me slightly gaped. As discussed he grabbed a syringe from the bedside and ‘filled’ me up with cum lube. He pulled up my panties and stockings and I heard the door open and close. I came out from underneath my sheet, no one was longer in my room. I could feel the warm lube around my stretched arse. I looked in the bin and found the used condom filled with his seed. I get it out and laid in the bed. The smell of his cum was intense. I pulled my panties down at the front this time to release my cock and starting playing with myself with one hand and the other playing with the cum in the condom in the other hand. I dipped the end on the condom in my mouth and played with the cum with my tongue inside the condom. It tasted of me and lube and was super warm. I then tipped the condom contents onto my stomach and started playing with it. It didn’t take me much longer to add my cum to the collection on my tummy. The smell of cum lingered in the room as a laid there. I received a message from the guy. The only words were thanks slut. There was also a picture of me in my arse covered by my panties, stocking and skirt, a second picture of his cock inside me, and the last of my gaped arse with cum lube dripping out as a creampie. I still have no idea who he was, what he looked like, but was glad I could provide a sissy arse for him to enjoy
holiday fun
A Fantasy by 071tonySo after along year finally some time off but the sleep patten still has me up at 3 am so decide to go watch the sun rise at the beach walk for a while and find a log to sit on I notice someone approaching and think nothing off it you stop about 20 meters from me and strip off and go for a swim I think to myself that you didn't se me in the dark as it gets lighter I can see you have gone affair way out when you come back in I realize you took more than your shorts off you are naked and walking towards me with a nice cock swinging away you see me sitting there and are bit surprised I say hello nice morning you walk up and we chat you catch me looking at you and tell me I can have a feel if I like so I give you a nice rub then all off a sudden you kneel down and pull my shorts down and suck my cock well what a morning first time receiving head from a man after you swallow my load you hop up and thank me and say you must get going I suggest same time tomorrow and you agree the next day we meet and play in the water were you ask me to fuck you I do then we swap places and I receive my first cock as we are leaving the beach you say here tomorrow I say no and give you my address as I want more time to play you agree
Fantasy of a new couple exploring
A Fantasy by MrandMrsC101In the heart of a bustling city, Mr. and Mrs. C found solace in their private rooftop garden, a hidden oasis where they could escape the world and explore the depths of their desires. Tonight, the city lights twinkled like stars as they sat together, sipping wine and enjoying the gentle breeze that caressed their skin. But this evening held a special anticipation, as they awaited the arrival of their friends, Alex and Jamie, a couple who shared their open outlook on life and love. Alex and Jamie arrived with laughter and warmth, their presence adding a new layer of excitement to the night. Alex, with his easy charm and athletic build, moved confidently across the rooftop, while Jamie, with her lively spirit and graceful curves, exuded an inviting aura. As the four settled into the cozy seating area, the conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving between shared memories and whispered confessions of secret desires. The chemistry among them was palpable, a testament to the trust and affection they had cultivated over time. Mrs. C, draped in her silk robe, exchanged playful glances with Jamie, who returned them with a knowing smile. Meanwhile, Mr. C and Alex discussed their latest adventures, their eyes occasionally drifting to their partners, intrigued by the unspoken possibilities of the evening. As the moon rose higher, casting a silver glow over the garden, the atmosphere shifted. Alex leaned in to whisper something to Jamie, who nodded with a grin. In response, Jamie reached for Mrs. C's hand, their fingers intertwining in a gesture of mutual curiosity and consent. Encouraged by the openness of their partners, Mr. C and Alex shared a glance, silently affirming their shared understanding and excitement. With a gentle touch, Mr. C pulled Alex closer, their connection deepening as they embraced the moment. In the privacy of their rooftop sanctuary, the two couples explored the boundaries of their desires, celebrating the unique bond that connected them. As the city buzzed below, they surrendered to the magic of the night, knowing that their journey of exploration and friendship had taken them to a new and exhilarating place. Their laughter and whispers mingled with the wind, creating a symphony of joy and discovery. Together, they embraced the freedom to love and be loved, cherishing the connections that enriched their lives and opened their hearts to endless possibilities.
All night long
A True Story by StuD181When I was very young and inexperienced. I went to dinner with a young lady. I was very shy and very naive. After dinner (at her place) and a bottle of wine. She suggested I should not drive after the wine. I looked at the couch and thought "it looks OK". She disagreed and insisted I share her room. I was in luck. She got naked, I got naked, we got into bed kissed and she guided me on top of her. 5 secs later I was inside her, 30 secs later I was finished. I could have died of embarrassment. But she kissed me, sighed gently and happily rolled me over and cuddled me to sleep from behind. 30 mins later I woke up with an erection and her hand gently holding it. I though, great a second chance to not ruin her evening. She rolled me over gently, kissed me on the mouth and rolled on her back. 10 sec later I was inside her 2 mins later I was finished. I nearly did die of embarrassment. She kissed me. rolled me over and hugged me to sleep from behind. about 30 mins later I woke with an erection, and her hand gently holding my penis. I thought, she is sooo patient with me. I owe her. Anyhow, she again rolled on her back and guided me on top. 10 sec later I was inside her. 20 mins later I am still pumping her with all I've got. My testicles were empty. I eventually finished but had little to no juice to give her. She kissed me, rolled me over and cuddled me to sleep. On about round 5 (I was not counting but pretty sure it was 5 or 6) I simply could not cum anymore. I was exhausted, and (embarrassed to say it) faked an orgasm. She kissed me, rolled me over and cuddled me to sleep. Round 9 or 10, I started counting from either 5 or 6 (but not sure which) I woke up with an erection (she was good at handling me in my sleep so I got hard as a chair leg) and started to roll over on top of her. She APOLOGISED and said she was getting a little bit sore. She then offered me a BJ instead. I had not been able to orgasm since round 5 or 6. I kissed her on the mouth and said can you just cuddle me. But this time it was almost morning. She cuddled me ‘til her alarm went off. I woke up fucked, literally and exhausted. We had breakfast together and I drove home (the wine had worn off by then). We had another amaaaazing night the following weekend but her flat mate (also quite pretty and very keen) asked if she could join us on weekend 3. I declined (basically scared they might tag team me to death) and never saw either of them again. A situation that I still regret. What an evening though. and a great rinse/repeat.
Gold Coast Cinema throat goat
A True Story by PaulyD82I was 19 and had the day off from work, so I decided to go to the cinema and watch a movie. Just as I was buying my ticket a sexy blonde came out of nowhere and asked what movie I was gonna watch, then bought a ticket and asked if she could sit with me. About 10 minutes into the movie, she slides her left hand down my shorts and removes her panties with her right, then proceeds to suck me off for a good 15 minutes while I was fingering her. She then stands up and sits on my rock hard cock and we fuck for about another 40 minutes, she came and squirted about 4 times during and just as I was about to cum, she hops off and starts sucking again until I shot my load down her throat, which she proudly swallowed. I look up and the movie usher is standing there quietly clapping and smiling and giving me the thumbs up. After the movie finished, we went back to her house continued our fuck sesh for another 5 hours before her roommate came home and decided she wanted to join in, which ended up being my first FFM threesome.
A very wet meeting
A True Story by ROOTfast60This happened about 20 years ago. We first met online while I was with a long term partner and while hoping to connect for a threesome it didn’t happen. My partner and I subsequently parted ways (amicably) and I once again entered the world of trying to hook up with new female partners. Being just 40 and with part-time care of one child (from a failed marriage) the pub and club scene was not for me so I signed up to AMM again as a single male. I searched out and found the lady still online. She was attached and looking for discreet meetings. Suited me fine and we arranged a meet in her hometown north of where I was living. I booked a small cottage for us for the night. I purchased some wine and cheese etc, arrived early to set things up and awaited her call. She was there on time and I walked out to meet her and show her inside. About 5’ 6”, blonde with a full curvy figure that a woman of late 30’s should have after kids and very attractive. We sat on the lounge, talked and got to know each other for a while and then things began to happen. Passionate Kissing led to fondling, undressing and before long I had her mostly naked. I moved down onto my knees and parted her legs revealing a neatly shaved, soaking wet pussy. I live to eat pussy and have been told I’m pretty good at it. I took it slowly working my tongue and mouth all over her, teasing her hard clit building up then slowing down to enhance her orgasm. Sensing she was getting close by her urging me to not stop I licked sucked and probed her until it happened. I was in the presence of a squirter. The feeling of a woman squirting is amazing. Her orgasm was intense and I was now rock hard. She looked down at me with a satisfied smile and said “I should have warned you about that”. We laughed and I said not necessary as it is both a turn and a compliment to give a woman so much pleasure. We retired to the spa and talked more before she mounted me and we went to the bedroom to continue. We had sex with me on top then her on top. When I eventually came she squirted again. I actually lost track of how many times we had sex but it was at least 4 or 5. Hadn’t don’t that since my 20’s. The following morning we parted ways and did not meet up again as in the following weeks I met someone and am still with her today. I now wish I had maintained that contact a bit longer. Hopefully she reads this and it makes her smile again.
A massage as friends.
A True Story by animalspiritOne way to gain confidence with women who attract me, is to offer them a massage as friends to relax, but always with the condition that they give me a massage back. I have found that this is a friendly way to start, but most of the time it ends much more than in a massage. 🔥 I remember that time I found a friend from highschool on Facebook, and sent her a friend request. Neither of us was popular at school, however I remembered that she had a beautiful ass. After several days she accepted my friend request, and well, as it usually happens, we try to catch up, after about eight years without having any contact. She is in a relationship and has two children with her husband. However, I was curious about how her body had changed in all that time, and given the conversation we had she was more than interested in going out to 'eat an ice cream' to talk in a more personal way, which also interested me a lot. 😈 We decided to meet in a shopping centre in the city centre. This place was close to a hotel that I love. When we saw each other, I tried to talk about how difficult life is, and I let her know that I admired her for her work as a mother and wife, and that I respected her a lot because in addition to that she worked. Then I told her, "If you are so stressed about everything that happens in your life, I propose something without any commitment, I give you a massage and you give me one, so we both help each other reduce the stress', to which she was first amazed but, on her face I could see that the idea seemed attractive as well as perverted'. She said yes. 🤤 First she pretended to be naive by asking me where I would take her and what my intentions were. Smiling, I told her that we should go to a private place where no one knows us, it should be a hotel, and that I knew a hotel near the shopping centre where we were. For some reason I seemed to hear a small moan in his voice, and that it was difficult for her to breathe for a moment, in addition to the fact that her white face blushed almost instantly. Apparently nervous, but excited at the same time, she told me that she liked the idea of doing what we were planning to do, discreetly. At the hotel, I told her that if she felt comfortable she could take a bath so she would be more relaxed and the massage would have a better effect. I promised her I wouldn't look. 🙃 - After you, I'll go, or if you want I'll join you, but that's your decision - I told her, and she blushed again and just smiled. While she was bathing I couldn't resist the temptation to see her naked, I went into the bathroom, which instead of bothering her made her smile. However, she told me that she actually wanted the massage, so I was patient and told her that right after taking a shower we would do it, since that's what we went to that place. I couldn't hide how hot I was, since the bulge in my pants, and my underwear was quite noticeable, however I gave her a delicious massage with soft music, low lights, and soft movements, she really enjoyed it, I really love to pamper my partners with massages, and I love receiving them too. After a while, probably twenry minutes, she suddenly turned around, approached my lips and kissed me, I could feel her excitement while she kissed me, and I'm sure she could feel mine. I was looking forward to her so much that I kissed her whole body, I smelled all her skin, I kissed her slowly, I gave her small bites. At one point she told me that her husband didn't make love to her that way, and that she was happy to be in that place with me. After hearing that, what I did was put her on doggy style and penetrate her. I love it when a woman knows how to give herself pleasure, since I feel that she is a more confident woman and can give me clearer signals of what she wants while being able to give herself pleasure. After fucking her with a lot of desire we both end up in a delicious orgasm at the same time. That was a true one-night story.
Friday night of fun
A True Story by Cairnschick5I’ll never forget that night. It was just before everything changed with COVID, and life felt freer, more spontaneous. I was out with my FWB—something we did regularly, spending Friday nights at a swinger venue. But this particular night, something incredible happened. I was in the spa, relaxing, when a stunning young woman walked in. The instant she entered, it was like the world slowed down for a moment. The chemistry between us was immediate—unspoken, but undeniable. She sat on the edge of the spa, and without saying a word, we both just clicked. The energy between us was so intense that it felt like we’d known each other forever. The night took on its own rhythm from there. The four of us—my FWB, his partner, the young woman, and I—ended up in the main bedroom. But even though we were all together, I couldn’t take my focus off her. We spent most of the time together, caught up in the intensity of the moment. The connection between us was so natural, so electric, that nothing else seemed to matter. There were others who hovered, watching, wanting to join in, but we shared something special. We didn’t let anyone else in, and they just stood by, touching themselves, but respecting our space. It was raw, spontaneous, and completely unplanned—but that’s what made it so incredible. Afterward, my FWB and I went home, but the night stayed with us. We talked for hours, replaying every moment, amazed by how quickly things had unfolded. I never saw her again, and then COVID hit, and everything changed. Our FWB arrangement ended, and life took a different direction. But that night—how everything just fell into place so perfectly, so unexpectedly—will always stick with me. It was a reminder of how life can shift in an instant and how the most intense connections can come when you least expect them.
Scared it was a set up but oh so good
A True Story by aussieguy471I have been on and off AMM over the last few years with work etc and had been chatting to Debbie (for a names sake). It was later one night and I couldn't sleep and thought I would log on to AMM and who was on but Debbie. I said hi and we chatted and it got around to why we were up and that fact that we were both horny as anything. There was a bit of banter and then Debbie says I have an idea - I am going to go back to bed but I will leave the door open just a bit. When you arrive just open the door and walk up to the open bedroom door and I am in my bedroom. I arrived at Debs place and it was in darkness with the obvious thought this was a set up. To my surprise though I went up to the door and it was slightly open, a lamp on and leading up to her stairs and then bedroom. Scared as shit I opened the door slightly and went up to her bedroom. Deb was in gorgeous lingerie and I could see her gorgeous bod as a silhouette. By this time my cock was hard but my mind was racing. As per her instruction, I stripped down and lay beside her my hands gently touching the small of her back. Deb moaned every so gently and I moved my hands caressing her body to her shoulders and along her arms down to play with her gorgeous arse. I motioned to go down her legs but she opened them revealing her soaked panties. My fingers slipped their way under and I started to finger her, slowly at first and then move my hand to her clit. Debs breathing quickened and she moaned as I picked up the pace, finger fucking her gorgeous pussy. It was then I asked her to roll over as I wanted to go down on her. I went down her chest to that gorgeous pussy and I was adoring tasting her sweetness as my tongue gently sucked and flicked at her clit, then plunged into her wetness. I backed away and then started to fuck her with two fingers as she moaned and and looked at me, her eyes opening as she bite her lips and moaned again. Now I really finger fucked her and she was writhing saying 'please, fucking make me cum' before a massive shudder and release. I looked down and couldn't help myself - I wanted to taste her again and again. After a while she grabbed me by the hair pulling me up and kissed me passionately. We kissed and she reached down to my now hard cock and looked at me with those eyes before pushing me back on the bed. Kissing me again, she works her way down to my cock and licks and teases before pulling back my foreskin and starting to give me the most amazing head job. I was now almost animal and was trying not to push her head down on my cock further. To my surprise, Deb went down further and I grabbed her head and pushed onto my cock. Deb didn't resist one bit and looking at me, I started to face fuck her as she pulled away at points to catch her breath. With a wicked smile she looks up as I am in seventh heaven and I see Debs head moving away and getting up. Lying on the bed with this raging hard cock, I see Deb moving over me and pulling aside those panties as she eased herself on top. Slowly at first, the tip at first, and then up and down, riding the fucking shit out of me and my hard cock - fuck it felt so good. Knowing I loved to be ridden, Deb maintained eye contact as she picked up the pace as her hands pushed on to my chest. Riding me as hard as she could she saw I was starting to cum and rode me harder. All I could hear was 'cum for me' as my eyes started to roll back and then I exploded deep inside her gorgeous pussy. Fuck yeah Deb said and with my cock pulsing, Deb just rode me until she could feel my pulsing ease and leant down to my ear. Hi she whispered, thank you for cumming over she said with a smile. I pushed her off me and started to kiss her as we began to laugh about everything. It was then I confided in her that I was so scared this was a set up but was glad it wasn't. The kissing turned to fondling and I couldn't help but starting to play with that gorgeous clit again. Over the next couple of hours we shared each other more before we were both spent and needing to think about work again. While we hooked up a few times more, there was not the same offer as a cold winters night with the door just ajar and the living daylights being scared out of me...
Getting the Band Back Together
A True Story by Hot2TrotLeos314Vicki and I had split up and she moved to Queensland. Whenever I was in Brisbane on business I would try and catch up with her and other times we would have an occasional phone call. This went on for years as we both burned through other relationships. After my latest breakup, I rang her one night. With the conversation quickly turning to our sexual adventures things got steamier as we revisited the past and learnt about each others exploits prior to meeting. Vicki told me that when she was studying she didn't have time for dating so she and a girlfriend would go to a disco on a Saturday night, pick up a couple of guys and then go back to one of the guys' houses where they would fuck them and leave. She told me that when we met she had a portfolio of nine guys to help scratch her regular itch. This did not surprise me, as the first time we fucked at her place I had noticed a very large bottle of lube by her bed. I thought at the time that this suggested there was quite a bit of traffic coming through. I told her of my ten years of teaching and a couple of staff rooms that provided eleven women keen to help out by sitting on my cock. She told me about being fucked in a high-rise lift in the city and I told her about a woman my then partner and I had invited over for a threesome. At the end of the night I walked her to her car. It was summer and warm and I was naked apart from a towel thrown over my shoulder. She had parked her car in the driveway but blocking the footpath. I looked up and down the street, saw nobody and bent her over the bonnet, sliding my cock into her very wet cunt and fucking her one last time on the street where I live. It was great to know that Vicki and I were both on our own paths to sluttiness before we met, and on meeting the path widened and became sluttier. She told me of her time on the Sunshine Coast. She said she had run into Surfer Boy in the streets of Noosa. This was a guy she had played with some years earlier at a sex party on the Sunshine Coast. He told her he was keen for another round. She told him to get a hotel room, so he did and Vicki did him. She told me that Dan, a guy we had played with regularly in Melbourne, had moved to the Gold Coast. He called her and invited her to stay with him for five days. One night they went out to dinner, she was wearing a short backless dress, fuck-me stilettos and no underwear. She fancied their waiter, so she asked him if he would like to go back to Dan's place with them when he had finished his shift. The waiter looked at Dan who told him: “She means it!” The three of them returned to Dan's apartment. Vicki climbed on to the bed wearing only the fuck-me stilettos and spent the night rotating from one cock to the other. In order to keep a regular supply of cock coming she had joined the Ashley Madison website and ended up with three guys who she would fuck at regular intervals. Our phone calls became a regular nightly thing as every night's revelations churned in the brain during the day to provide new questions and avenues to investigate the following night. One night I rang her and said: “I want to come up there and fuck you for four days!” She said:“OK”. So I did. During the four days of fucking on the Sunshine Coast we decided that we should give our relationship another shot, to see if we can get it right this time. She decided to come to Melbourne for ten days for a test run. The ten days overlapped the June Saints & Sinners Ball and I suggested we go, saying it would be fun to fuck in public once again. We got to Saints & Sinners and stripped down, Vicki in her black leather corset that left her breasts and wet pussy exposed and accessible, black stay-up stockings with thigh-high black leather stiletto boots. I wore a black waistcoat and black leather chaps and boots, with my cock swinging in the breeze. First things first, we went down to the bottom level and fucked on the beanbags by the dance floor. When we were done, we wandered around looking for familiar faces. As we walked through the area where traditionally a lot of fucking happens, Vicki in front of me, a naked guy approached her and said: “Have you come to play?” Response: “Yes”. She bent over one of the leather benches and presented her wet cunt. I watched as the guy put on a condom and slid his cock into her. My thought: “There's no point having that conversation about whether we resume swinging again!” When he had finished fucking her, she stayed in the position as I slid my cock into her just-fucked cunt. We spent the rest of the evening fucking in as many different places as we could find.
Whispers of Desire: Carla's Night of Seduction
A True Story by CarlaSanzCarla Sanz stood in front of the mirror, the late afternoon light filtering through the curtains and casting a warm glow across the room. She admired her reflection, the way the soft fabric of her dress hugged her curves, accentuating her confidence and beauty. The deep red color enhanced the allure of her femininity, emphasizing the playful glint in her eyes. Tonight was special; she was stepping into new territory—an exclusive gathering where the connection between desire and intimacy was celebrated among like-minded individuals. The thrill of the unknown sent shivers down her spine. Carla had always relished the attention from attractive men, revelling in the power of seduction that her allure brought forth. But this night promised more—a deeper exploration into shared fantasies and experiences. As she arrived at the venue, a chic loft buzzing with anticipation, she could feel the energy pulse around her. The room was adorned with soft lighting and plush seating, inviting guests to sink into the ambiance of sensuality and intrigue. Men mingled, their eyes darting toward her, captivated by her presence. She smiled knowingly; tonight, she would be the centre of their attention. Carla made her way through the crowd, engaging in flirtatious conversation, her laughter ringing like music. Each compliment she received made her feel alive, igniting a fire within her that craved connection. But it was when she caught the eyes of a tall, handsome stranger across the room—a man with a confident posture and a magnetic smile—that she felt a deeper spark. Their gazes locked, and the chemistry was palpable. He approached her with an air of boldness. "Hi, I’m Alex. You have an irresistible energy about you," he said, his voice smooth and inviting. "Thank you, Alex. The feeling is mutual," she flirted back, her voice sultry. They began to talk, their chemistry intensifying with every shared word, every lingering gaze. The air between them was thick with unspoken desires, and Carla felt a rush of excitement as their conversation veered into more intimate territories. “As this is a unique gathering, why don't we explore it together?” he suggested, a playful smirk dancing across his lips. Carla’s heart raced. “I’d love to,” she replied, her pulse quickening at the thought of what was to come. They moved to a cosy corner where the lively chatter faded into a background hum. The energy shifted as their bodies inched closer, the space between them charged with anticipation. Carla could feel the warmth radiating from Alex, and she leaned in, brushing her lips softly against his ear. “What are your deepest desires?” The question hung in the air, the electricity between them crackling. Alex's gaze darkened with intrigue as he shared his fantasies. Carla listened intently, her heart racing at the thought of exploring each one, their whispers weaving a tapestry of intimacy. In that moment, surrounded by other men who shared similar cravings for connection, Carla embraced her identity fully. The thrill of being desired mingled with the joy of satisfying those desires as they explored new levels of pleasure together. The night was an exhilarating dance of passion, laughter, and shared secrets—a celebration of every facet of their complex, yearning souls. As the evening wore on, Carla found herself entwined with Alex and others, savouring each connection. The pulsating rhythm of the night mirrored the beating of their hearts, each moment a testament to the beauty of exploring identity, desire, and the alluring power of attraction. She reveled in being part of this intimate experience where every touch, every shared glance ignited flames of passion, satisfaction, and an unbreakable bond among them. In those stolen moments, under a canopy of unspoken desires and open hearts, Carla Sanz felt truly alive—confident, sexy, and endlessly beautiful in her exploration of who she was and who she could be.
An evening of foresome fun
A True Story by MachoteAfter dining with another couple, we went fora drink at the pub.it was located opposite the beach. I do not know how but we decided to get naked and have a dip in. Once in the water we challenge each other to go naked from Coogee to Clovely where we live. We made it and after having a little res both girls started kissing and we joined. At first we change partners but as we were getting more and more into it, we swap an started both my friend and I with my wife. Then with his wife an later both wives were onto one of us. The night continue and we move later to the bedroom where we tried everything we could. I was also contact MM and they enjoyed it very much. My wife at the time and I had always sex toys and they used them on us as well us on them. It was the first time I tried a dildo, and never expected to get so excited. The situation got to the point that we were all one on top of the other enjoying every inch of each other without noticing who I was kissing or touching. I do remember going down on my ex wife while she was having Intercourse and obviously I did kiss his part and while I was there he touched my back and for a split of a second was him and I in a 69 position and both females were encouraging the situation. It was very bizarre.
het Bowling sletje
A True Story by 65womanloverIk was een avondje bowlen met een maat van me. Het was aardig druk, de meeste banen waren bezet. Toen we net een kwartiertje bezig waren kwam er een koppeltje op de baan naast ons. Mijn ogen vielen direct op de meid, een lekker slank ding van zo'n 1.75m, C-cup, lang bruin haar een een kont die heerlijk strak verpakt zat in haar jeans. Ik schatte haar misschien net een jaar of 20. De kerel met wie ze was zag er wat knullig uit. Of een gevalletje friend-zone, of een date die nergens op zou uitlopen. "Moet je die stoot zien!", zei mijn maat Paul. Ja, een lekker geil ding was het wel. Gelukkig waren onze beurten zo getimed dat Paul tegelijk met de meid aan de beurt was, zodat ik haar goed kon bekijken. Heerlijk voorover buigend om de bal te rollen, haar lekkere kont strak in haar broek... Bij mij begon ook wel wat strak te staan. Zo speelden we nog even door, tot Paul me aantikte. "Kijk die kerel, zit daar gewoon met een stijve", zei hij, subtiel wijzend naar de kerel zittend op het bankje. Inderdaad, een flinke bobbel was te zien, terwijl hij zich aan zijn date aan het vergapen was. "Alsof hij weet wat hij met zo'n wijf moet doen", reageerde ik grinnikend. "Die heeft een echte vent nodig", voegde ik er aan toe, speels wat neuk bewegingen makend met mijn heupen. Paul keek plots de andere kant op en ik had door dat de meid mijn kant op keek. Mezelf niet uit het veld laten slaan, gaf ik haar een knipoog. We speelden nog een poosje door. Toen ons spel voorbij was is en de twee naast ons nog bezig waren, besloten we nog een uurtje te boeken. Even later zag ik de meid heupwiegend richting de bar lopen, de jongen zittend op zijn telefoon. "Tijd voor een pauze", zei ik tegen Paul, mijn hoofd bewegend richting de bar. Hij grinnikt terwijl ik de meid volgde. Aangekomen bij de bar stond ik naast haar. Ze bestelde haar drankje, en toen de bartender mijn bestelling opnam stelde ik voor ook die van haar af te rekenen. "Bedankt, maar dat hoeft niet", zei ze, mijn kant op kijkend. "Ik ben hier op een date". Met het drankje in haar hand draaide ze zich om, haar kont tegen de bar gedrukt. Nog voor ik kon reageren voegde ze toe, "Maar dat wist je al...". Ik volgde haar ogen richting de baan, de kerel nog steeds op zijn telefoon zittend. Ik stapte iets dichter op haar af. "Wil je niet liever een echte vent?", zei ik zachtjes. Ze keek me weer aan. "Ben jij dat dan?", vroeg ze. "Kom er zelf maar achter", zei ik ondeugend. Ik pakte haar hand beet en verschoof deze richting de bobbel in mijn broek. Tot mijn verbazing voelde ik hoe ze zachtjes in mijn lul kneep. Ze beet op haar onderlip en een blos verscheen op haar wangen. "Als je meer wilt, volg me dan", zei ik. Ik liep weg voor ze iets kon zeggen. Ons bowling centrum had een apart invalidentoilet die gelukkig vrij was. Ik deed de deur achter me dicht en wachtte af. Nog geen halve minuut later ging de deur weer open, en gelukkig was het de meid die binnen stapte. Dit keer ging de deur op slot. "Dat dacht ik al", zei ik grijnzend, mijn broek loszittend. Ik duwde haar tegen de deur aan, een hand op haar heupen. Zoenend schoof ik mijn hand tussen haar benen, de warmte van haar kut voelend door haar spijkerbroek. Onder het gezoen door klonken gedempte kreunen. Ik voelde haar kruis wat nat worden onder het gewrijf. Ik stapte achteruit. Wijzend naar de wastafel zei ik, "Doe je broek maar omlaag". Gehoorzaam knikte ze en liep richting de wastafel. Ze ritste haar broek los en trok deze over haar heerlijke ronde billen, waaronder ze een zwart stringetje aan had. Door de spiegel keek ze me aan terwijl ze voorover leunde, haar handen op de tafel plaatsend. Ik haalde mijn lul tevoorschijn en haar ogen dwaalden af richting mijn flinke apparaat, trots overeind staand. Ik kwam achter haar staan en deed haar string opzij. Met mijn lul tegen haar kutje gedrukt pakte ik haar stevig bij de heupen. "Ohh mijn god!", kreunde ze, toen ik mijn lul direct stevig naar binnen stootte. Ik liet er geen gras over groeien en begon haar met harde stoten te neuken. "Ohh jaaa!", kermde ze, haar kutje luid soppend. "Fuck, wat ben je groot!", kreunde ze, mijn dikke paal strak in haar natte kut. Terwijl we elkaar via de spiegel aankeken bleef ik haar stevig neuken, mijn heupen met elke stoot stevig tegen haar billen gedrukt. Ze sloeg haar hand voor de mond en begon wilt te schokken. Met mijn lul diep in haar kwam ze sidderend van genot klaar. Kreunend bleef ze mijn lul met harde stoten ontvangen. "Ohh spuit me vol!", kreunde ze. Met haar benen stevig tegen elkaar gedrukt, haar kut strak om mijn lul, kwam ik even later ook klaar. Ik spoot haar kut vol met mijn warme zaad, waarna ik mijn lul terug trok. Grijnzend keek ik haar aan terwijl ze overeind kwam. "Heb je wel eens een trio gehad?", vroeg ik suggestief. Ze kwam haast klaar van enkel de gedachte. "Wie weet...", voegde ik toe, terwijl ik mijn lul weer opborg. Ik liet haar achter in het toilet en liep weer richting Paul. "En?", vroeg hij. "Die gaan we straks helemaal uit elkaar trekken", reageerde ik, waarop hij me een high-five gaf. De meid was intussen ook weer terug, en de jongen leek niets door te hebben. We speelden nog een half uurtje door. Toen we de twee naast ons aanstalten maakten te vertrekken maakte ook wij ons uit de voeten. Zo snel als we konden rekenden we af en pakten de auto waarna we richting de ingang reden. Net toen de twee naar buiten kwamen, stopte ik de auto voor hun. "Hey, sexy!", zei ik, "Wil je een lift?". Ze bloosde, ongetwijfeld van geilheid. De jongen kwam half voor haar staan, alsof de sukkel haar beschermde. Maar de meid had de smaak te pakken. "Sorry, Dirk...", zei ze zachtjes, terwijl ze richting de auto liep. "Nee nee", zei Paul, toen ze aanstalten maakte de achter deur te openen. "Kom maar lekker op schoot!". Zo kwam ze voorin zitten, haar ronde billen stevig tegen Pauls' schoot gedrukt. Verward keek de jongen toe wat er gebeurde. "Sorry, Dirk", zei ik luid. "Volgende keer meer geluk!". Terwijl Paul zijn hand tussen de dijen van de meid liet glijden gaf ik gas, de kerel achterlatend in mijn achteruitkijkspiegel. Dit zou nog een geile avond worden!
the first meeting
A Fantasy by 071tonyI come around to you place for a beer and chat things are going good but I came here to try my first cock so I reach over and give you a rub you respond by saying lets have a spa and get to know each other we strip off and I get my first look at your member I like what I see as we get in I start to feel my first cock we take time feeling each other an kissing but I want more I need to try giving head I want to so bad so we move to the bed room and you let me try out my dreams I have a lot of fun sucking licking and feeling your cock you then take over and return the favour on me you bring me to the point of no return and swallow my cum another first for me then you ask to fuck me and I say yes please cant wait to try this you take your time on me as its my first time it feels so good after we shower you get me hard and its my turn to fuck you there will be many more afternoon beers in you spa