This is a meeting from a few years ago, while I was living in a northern Victorian town. I had been chatting to a couple online for a while from Broken Hill. In the chats, I had told that I had had a vasectomy and was tested regularly. Then at one stage, I started chatting to the husband of the couple. He told me they were planning a trip to the town I lived in and the date which was a Friday. He asked if I would like to catch up on that day, in the afternoon, as they had to go out on the Friday night they were in town. I organised the Friday off work as I had a few things to do and could meet up with them in the afternoon. Next time I chatted with the husband I let him know that it was fine. He said they would be in town about two in the afternoon and he would text me when and where to meet. The day came and I did my jobs in the morning and got ready to meet up with this couple. The husband then text me and the place to meet and time. The meeting place was a motel and he gave me the room number to go to. I was a bit curious as I was expecting a motel room, I thought it would be a coffee shop or bar for a drink and chat. I sent a text back saying I was on my way. The husband sent another text, not to knock on the door of the room but to send a text when there, and he let me into the room, and not to say anything and come into the room and get undressed. I arrived, did what was asked, and sent a text. Next thing the door of the room opened and I went into the room and he closed the door. I noticed his wife sitting on the bed with lacy bra, panties and a blindfold. I was semi-erect at the sight. I undressed as instructed and moved towards the bed. The husband lifted the wife's hand and placed it on my semi-erect cock. She started to stroke my cock. He removed her blindfold and said Happy Birthday, dear. Then the husband said he sit down and watch, and I was to please his wife for her birthday. By this time, she had my cock in her mouth, which was no longer semi-erect, it was fully hard. I took my cock from her mouth and kissed her. I started caressing her sexy body and kissing her neck and shoulders. I ran my hand between her legs, and I could feel her wetness though her lace panties. With one hand I removed her bra and still stroking her legs and teasing her pussy, started to work on one of the best set of breasts I have ever seen and her nipples where fully erect. I laid her down on the bed and lifted her ass and removed the wet panties before moving back to those breasts. I placed my hand on her wet pussy and started to caress her wetness while kissing down her body. I started to rub her clit before blowing soft breath onto her pussy before slowly tickling her clit with my tongue. I started to eating her pussy and she was about to orgasm when she stopped me and asked if she could sit on my face to be eaten. Since it was her birthday I agreed and while changing positions I notice her husband naked and stroking his cock. She lowered her pussy onto my face and continued to eat her pussy and she started to suck my cock again. Then she sat up a bit and orgasmed and a flood of pussy juices ran over my face, she tasted great. Her husband then asked if she wanted my cock inside her? To which she answered YES. I was still eating that juicy pussy and he said he get a condom. He moved over and while I was eating his wife's pussy, a mouth went onto my cock and rolled a condom onto my cock. I found out afterwards it was the husband that rolled the condom onto my cock. She climbed off my face, spun around and her husband guided my hard cock into her wet pussy. She rode me for awhile then I sat up and hugged her and with me still inside her, I rolled her onto her back. I kept thrusting into her wet pussy and she orgasmed again and I was getting close to cumming. A few more thrusts and I pulled out and removed the condom and blew a large load over her body and breasts. I kissed her and laid beside her and started to massage the cum into her breasts and body. We laid talking a bit and she grabbed hold of my cock and it was getting hard again. She said she would like my cock inside her again, and asked if I would do that for her. What was I going to say to the birthday girl but yes. She took my cock in her mouth and worked on it until hard. While she was sucking my cock I was playing with her clit and fingering her pussy. She asked for doggy once I was hard, I said I would grab a condom. Her husband said if it was OK with his wife I could fuck her bareback. I did not have to ask her as she said she wanted to feel my bare cock inside her pussy. We positioned ourselves and I entered her. Once in a rhythm, I reached around with one hand fondling one breast and the other hand I started to rub her clit. She orgasmed again, sending another flood of pussy juices over the bed. I kept thrusting into that wet pussy and I was close to cumming so I slide out of her ready to blow my load over her back. She told me to put my cock back inside her to which I replied I was about to cum. She looked at her husband and said I want you to cum inside me. I looked at her husband and he said if she wants your cum inside her fill her up. I slid my cock inside her and kept thrusting until I cum inside her pussy. After I orgasmed inside her I kept thrusting until my erection started to go down, then slowly removed my cock and she turned around and cleaned out combined juices from my cock. He husband came over and had her lay down on the bed and spread her pussy lips to see her creampie and my cum dripping out. He said I should go and shower and he when down on her creampied pussy. I headed off and had a shower. Think about what had happened while showing made me semi-erect again. I got out of the shower went back into the room to get a towel to dry off and he was fucking his wife and the sight of the made me hard again and she saw me watching them. I dried off and he finished inside his wife so now she had two loads inside her. I was fully erect and she said that I must be a horny bloke to be hard again and not to waste a good hard on and fuck her again. Her husband said go for it. I moved her to the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Opened her pussy lips to see one whipped creampie and a fresh load of her husband dripping out. I entered her super wet creamy pussy and fucked her. She orgasmed again and then I unloaded another load inside of her pussy. I pulled out and again she sucked my cock clean while I rubbed her cum filled pussy. Once she finished cleaning my cock I got dressed. I kissed her and said happy birthday and said hope you enjoyed your present. She said she did. We meet up a few more times after that when they were in town, they were great company and we had great times.

28 June 2025

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The public pool was chaos — school holidays, a heatwave, and the place packed to the gills. Families everywhere. Lifeguards barking orders. The wet slap of feet on concrete echoing nonstop. But behind the change room door? That was another world entirely. She’d slipped me a look earlier — over the top of her sunglasses, blonde hair tied up in a messy bun, tits nearly spilling out of her black one-piece like they were trying to cause a riot. Curvy, wet, and every inch built for trouble. She mouthed just one word: Now. I followed her like a man hypnotised. The change room was humid, damp, and echoing. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. The smell of chlorine mixed with cheap body spray and something darker: anticipation. She dragged me into the furthest stall, slammed the door shut, and pushed me against the cold tiled wall. “You’ve been staring all day,” she hissed, breath hot against his mouth. “About time you put that tongue to better use.” Her swimsuit had a zip — front and centre. She pulled it down slowly, letting her massive tits bounce free like they’d been caged too long. They were glistening with pool water… or maybe sweat. I didn’t care. I dropped to my knees like a worshipper at an altar. She moaned — loud. Reckless. The echo made it worse. Or better. Either way, neither of us were stopping. She sat on the little bench in the stall, spread her thick thighs, and pulled him in by the hair. I devoured her like a man starved — hands clutching her soft flesh, lips working like his life depended on it. “That’s it,” she panted. “Right there, fuck — yes!” The splash of a mop bucket outside made us freeze. A cleaner passed by, whistling. Didn’t even pause. The moment they were gone, she yanked me up, flipped me around, and dropped to her knees. Her mouth found me through my swimmers — biting, licking, tugging — until I was shaking against the stall wall, one hand gripping the door for dear life, the other fisting her hair as she swallowed me whole. i couldn’t last. Not with that view — her tits pressed together, eyes locked on mine, dripping from the pool and soaked now from me too. When she finally stood, she didn’t even pull the swimsuit back up. Just turned, bent over the bench, and looked at me over her shoulder. “You better be quick, lover. I think the swim school’s about to start.” I buried myself inside her in one filthy thrust. The sound was obscene — wet, raw, desperate. Her ass bounced back against me, every stroke deeper, harder, faster. The stall shook. The bench squeaked. Her moans were muffled by her hand — barely. “You gonna fill me up?” she growled, breath hitching. “Leave me dripping when the mums walk in?” I growled something unintelligible and came with a shudder, still pumping into her, holding her hips like I never wanted to let go. When it was over, she fixed her hair, zipped up — tits still slightly visible — and winked. “Swim’s over,” she whispered. “Better towel off.” I just leaned against the wall, panting, spent, and soaked.

28 June 2025

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

28 June 2025

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They met in passing. A glance. A smirk. A whisper of something filthy shared between strangers. She was a blonde bombshell — a BBW with God-tier tits that looked like they needed a warning sign. Every step she took was a temptation. Her tight skirt hugged her wide hips like sin made flesh, and her blouse — low-cut and criminal — struggled to hold her in. Every man in the building looked. None had the balls to do what he was about to. They didn’t even make it to her flat. They barely made it off the landing before he shoved her against the wall of the emergency stairwell — concrete, cold, and echoing. “You filthy little tease,” he growled, hand already up her skirt. “You knew exactly what you were doing wearing this.” “No panties,” she whispered, biting her bottom lip. “Thought I’d save you the trouble.” She was drenched. He spun her around, palms flat against the wall, ass out, skirt bunched at her waist — that thick, round backside begging to be ruined. And her tits? They were hanging heavy, pulled out of her top by his greedy hands and swaying with every hungry thrust he was just seconds from unleashing. The first spank echoed down the stairwell like a gunshot. She whimpered — then giggled. That filthy, shameless giggle that made his cock twitch like a loaded weapon. He dropped his pants just enough, then grabbed her by the hips and drove into her like a man starved. No teasing. No gentle build-up. Just raw, primal hunger. She yelped, hands slamming against the wall, then pushed back harder. Her thighs slapped against his, her moans bouncing off the concrete as he pounded her in rhythm with the beat of his own filth-fueled lust. Anyone could walk by. Someone was coming down the stairs. She didn’t care. She got louder. He grunted, one hand wrapped tight in her blonde hair, the other slapping her ass again just to hear her squeal. Her fat, juicy tits bounced with every movement, a perfect hypnotic rhythm that nearly made him explode on sight. She came hard — thighs shaking, breathless, nails scratching the paint off the wall. But he wasn’t done. He spun her, lifted one thick leg up onto the railing, and slid back inside — deeper this time. The stairwell echoed with skin-on-skin, the vulgar slap of bodies colliding, and her filthy, wanton cries. She looked him in the eyes as she bit down on her own fingers, those massive tits heaving, sweat beading between them. “You going to finish on me? In me? All over these stairs so someone steps in it later?” He didn’t answer. Just growled, buried himself to the hilt, and gave her everything. When it was over, she was ruined — makeup smeared, hair wild, skirt torn, and a puddle of sweat and other things glistening on the concrete below. She smiled, chest still heaving. “Next time… elevator?” He zipped up, slapped her arse one more time, and smirked. “Next time I won’t be so gentle.”

27 June 2025

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

26 June 2025

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

26 June 2025

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I knew she was trouble the moment she slid into the seat beside me—tight jeans, leather jacket, and that cascading fire of red hair catching flickers of screen light like it had secrets to whisper. She said nothing. Didn’t have to. The slow, deliberate crossing of her legs… the ghost of a smirk as her thigh brushed mine… told me she wasn’t here for the movie. The trailers were still rolling when I felt her hand—cool fingers grazing my thigh, casual at first… then deliberate. I turned, catching her eye. She didn’t blink. Didn’t smile. She just leaned in and whispered, “Don’t make a sound.” Fuck. I was rock hard before the opening credits even started. Her fingers worked with slow, sinful precision, unzipping me with all the confidence of a woman who knew exactly what she was doing. She freed me—barely concealed by the theatre’s shadows—and slid her hand around me, soft but firm, stroking with maddening control. I clenched my jaw, every nerve on fire as her thumb teased the tip, spreading that first bead of slickness like she owned it. Then she shifted. Turned slightly. Her head dipped low—just enough that her breath, warm and wicked, danced across my skin. Her hair spilled across my lap like fire in the dark. And then she took me. Warm. Wet. Merciless. Sinking down until her lips met her fist and I was buried in the mouth of a goddess with no shame and zero regard for anyone in the rows behind us. I gripped the armrest hard enough to leave dents. Her tongue swirled with devastating rhythm—slow… then fast… then maddeningly slow again, until I was shaking, staring at the screen without seeing a damn thing. “Almost,” she murmured, looking up, lips slick and wicked. She pulled back just before I lost control… tucked me away like a filthy little secret, and leaned in one last time. “You’ll finish,” she whispered, biting my earlobe, “but not here… I want to taste every drop when I’m riding your face later.” Then she stood, walked up the aisle without a glance back, hips swaying like a challenge. And I just sat there—breathless, hard, and completely ruined in Row H, Seat 13.

26 June 2025

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The lounge is a haze of sultry jazz and dim lights, but my eyes are locked on Elena and Marcus in the corner, their bodies screaming sex even from across the room. Elena’s tight emerald dress hugs her tits and ass like it’s painted on, her auburn hair begging to be pulled. Marcus, with his chiseled jaw and smoldering brown eyes, looks like he could fuck me into next week with one glance. We’d flirted hard at that gallery opening weeks ago, their dirty texts about wanting a third—me—making my cock throb every time my phone buzzed. Tonight’s the night we make it real. Elena catches my stare and smirks, her lips wet and inviting. Marcus tilts his head, signaling me over. I grab my whiskey, my dick already twitching as I weave through the crowd to their table. “Fuck, you showed,” Elena purrs, her voice dripping with sin as she pats the chair next to her. “Sit that fine ass down.” I slide in, the air crackling with raw want. Marcus leans forward, his hand brushing mine as he hands me a drink. “Been thinking about you,” he says, his voice low and rough, like he’s already imagining me naked. Elena’s thigh presses against mine under the table, her fingers grazing my knee, creeping higher, teasing. “You as horny as we are?” she whispers, her breath hot against my ear. “Fuck yeah,” I mutter, my voice thick, my cock straining against my jeans. Her hand slides up, brushing my bulge, and I bite back a groan. Marcus watches, his eyes glinting with hunger, like he’s ready to devour us both. “Let’s get the hell outta here,” he growls, tossing cash on the table. My blood’s pounding as we head out, their hands brushing my back, my ass, promising filth. --- Their apartment’s a fucking sex den—soft lights, plush rugs, and a big ol sexy vibe that screams “get fucked.” Marcus pours us whiskey, but we’re past pretending. Elena kicks off her heels, her dress riding up to show off that gorgeous skin. She sways to the dirty beat of the music, her eyes daring me to make a move. “You gonna stand there or come fuck with me?” she taunts, running her hands over her tits. I’m on her in a second, my hands gripping her hips as I crush my mouth to hers. Her lips are wet, sloppy, tasting like wine and sin, her tongue fucking mine like she’s starving. She grinds against my cock, moaning into my mouth. Marcus steps up, his hard chest pressing against her back, his hands sliding under her dress to grab her ass. “Look at you, already so fucking hard,” he murmurs, his eyes on me, his voice making my dick leak. Elena pulls back, her lips swollen, and smirks at Marcus. “I want his cock,” she says, blunt as hell, her hand palming me through my jeans. I groan, and Marcus chuckles, dark and dirty. “Get over here, then,” he says to me, yanking me close. His mouth crashes into mine, rough and hungry, his stubble scraping my jaw as his tongue takes control. Elena’s hands are on my belt, tugging it open, her fingers diving in to wrap around my throbbing cock. “Fuck, you’re big,” she moans, stroking me slow and tight. We stumble to the bedroom, clothes hitting the floor like they’re on fire. Elena’s dress is gone, her tits bouncing, her pussy glistening under the soft light. Marcus is ripped, his cock hard and thick, straining toward us. I shove Elena onto the bed, her legs spreading wide, her cunt begging for attention. “Eat me,” she demands, grabbing my hair, pulling me down. I dive in, my tongue lapping at her wet folds, her clit swollen and pulsing. She bucks against my face, cursing and moaning, her taste driving me wild. Marcus kneels behind me, his hands spreading my ass, his breath hot against my skin. “Gonna make you feel so fucking good,” he growls, his tongue teasing my hole, sending shocks through me. I groan into Elena’s pussy, her thighs clamping around my head as she screams, “Fuck, yes, don’t stop!” Marcus’s fingers slick with lube slide into me, stretching me, making my cock drip onto the sheets. Elena pulls me up, her eyes wild. “I need you inside me,” she pants, guiding my cock to her soaked entrance. I thrust in, her tight heat gripping me, her nails raking my back. “Fuck me hard,” she begs, and I do, pounding into her, her tits bouncing with every slam. Marcus moves behind me, his cock pressing against my ass, slick and ready. “You want this?” he asks, voice rough. “Fuck yes,” I grunt, and he pushes in, slow at first, then deeper, filling me till I’m seeing stars. The three of us move like animals—me fucking Elena’s dripping cunt, Marcus railing my ass, our groans and curses filling the room. Elena’s pussy clenches around me as she comes, screaming my name, her juices soaking us. Marcus grips my hips, his thrusts brutal and perfect, and I’m lost, my cock exploding inside Elena as he unloads in me, hot and deep. We collapse, sweaty and spent, tangled in each other, the air thick with sex and satisfaction. Elena grins, tracing a finger down my chest. “Round two?” she teases, and my cock twitches.

25 June 2025

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This was a conversation I had with a lovely lady... she calls me Daddy ;) A boring chilly Sunday afternoon, sitting on the lounge with a book with my husband my mind kept wandering to our afternoon together Daddy. I got up and walked over to the air conditioning control and turned it up a few degrees then into the bedroom I undressed and put on my red lingerie set fishnet patches with gold clasps, push up bra, suspender belt with garters and G-string, strategically I place the G-string on last over the suspenders and garters as I know he loves me in them and my plan was for my G-string to not stay on too long. I opened our wardrobe draw and selected my purple cock shaped dildo and some lube placed them on the dresser next to me as I sat down in front of my make mirror, pulled my hair into a high pony tail, fixed my lipstick and eyes I stood up and wiggled my ass in the mirror smiled to myself and went back to my wardrobe I took out my black patent heels and my black collar I checked myself in the mirror with my hair and make up my lingerie, collar and heels mmmmm time for some fun. The sound of my heels on the floorboards as I walked into the carpeted lounge room holding my dildo and lube in my lingerie and heels made my husband look up from his book a cheeky smile immediately crossed his face. I knelt down on my knees in front of him kissed him and whispered “ I’m horny I need cock” I felt his hands on my body as we kissed and I tugged on his pants “take them off” I ordered and he stood up and procced to get naked and sat back down on the lounge his cock already getting hard as I reached out and began to play with it, “what’s got you so horny my little slut” my husband asked between kissing my neck and lips. “Zam Daddy” I can’t stop thinking about what I did for him I felt his strong hand come up and loop his fingers in my collar he pulled me up straight on my knees, you came hard for Daddy “yes sir” I answered “my wife is such a slut isn’t she “ again “yes sir” I answered he pulled my face down his now rock hard cock “tell me what you did” he ordered as I began to lick and kiss his cock. In between sucking his cock, I told him how you had me naked then got me so wet and pushed me onto your bed, smacked my bottom then rolled me over onto my back and slip me forward until my head was off your bed. I could taste my husband’s precum as I knelt before him sucking him and describing how you procced to guide your cock into my mouth as I lay my back Daddy and you told me you were going to fuck my face as you were pushing into the limits of my mouth and throat, how my hands immediately went to my tits and pussy as you pushed your cock in deeper My husband got up and pushed me forward, so I was now on my knees bent over the lounge cushion, “keep talking slut” tell me what your Daddy did to you as he smacked my bottom and removed my G-string. I told him how you leant over me with your cock in my mouth, pushed my hands away and began working your fingers into my smooth little pussy as u fucked my mouth between me gasping. My husband pushed the lubed purple dildo against my pussy as I continued to tell him about our adventure. I felt the coldness of the dildo and the lube but I ached for it and pushed back and felt the size stretch into me, I told him how you spat on my pussy and worked 3 of your strong fingers into me as you fucked my face, my husband fucked me hard with my dildo pushing my body forward my arms spread out across the lounge and my little bottom up as he smacked it and pushed Daddy's purple dildo cock deeper and harder into me “u want your Daddy's cock don’t you slut” it was all too much I grabbed my breast and squeezed it as I pushed back and came hard moaning loudly into the lounge at the fucking my husband was giving me with the dildo all I was thinking of was your cock, I was thinking of you fucking my face I was thinking how horny I was I was Cumming so hard! Once id finished I felt my husband slide the dildo out of me he kissed me and brought your purple tool to my face” be a good girl and clean Daddy's cock” I opened my mouth and hungrily devoured my juices and lube from it he rubbed it over my face as I tried to take it in my mouth “oh fuc you’re a slut” he said as he smacked my bottom again. “You love sucking Daddy's cock in front of me don’t you slut” my hand slipped down between my legs, and I began to rub as his dirty talk took control of me. I felt his fingers in the loop of my collar and he pulled me forward onto the dildo I gagged, “yeah is that what Daddy did to you” then again gagging again "ohh fuck", I grabbed his arm and pushed him back for breath as my fingers hit the spot and I came and came throwing my head and body back instinctively. On my knees upright now I leant back a little and rubbed my tits as I looked at my husband with a cheeky smile, he kissed me “I’m sorry sir I love being a cock whore” I gasped to him “you're beautiful” he whispered to me my body fucked, bottom red, lube everywhere make up running, lingerie in dishevel over my body. He got up and grabbed some cushions off the lounge then guided me to spread my legs a little more on my knees I felt him placing the cushions between my legs and guiding me back I felt the purple Dildo and he slide it back into my well used pussy. “Keep your Daddy inside u” he ordered I nodded my head. He walked around in front of me and knelt on the lounge his cock was raging hard I could see precum dripping, I leant forward to devour it he caught me holding me by my chin, he knelt down to kiss me “where did Daddy cum” he asked he pushed me back a little so I was upright again on Daddy's purple dildo cock I wiggled down on it and rubbed my tits as I told him I described myself laying on my back on your bed as you Daddy were fucking my face forcing your fingers into me making me cum, the feeling of the vibrator wand being placed on my pussy making me moan and ache and cum again and then Daddy throbbing feeling u start to throb in my mouth “I’m going to make you Daddy's little cum slut” you announced as you pulled out of my mouth and jerked your hard cock above me the excitement as your hot cum started hitting me all over my face, my hair my wanting open mouth, tongue. My husband’s cock was so hard as he grabbed my head and pulled me down my mouth engulfing his hardness his precum tasting so good I felt a shudder through my body down to my pussy full of your purple manhood Daddy, I imagined you behind me thrusting into me Daddy as I sucked hard on my husband cock, the filth he was saying to me as I sucked him excited and ached me to want more as I ground myself down on the pillows for you to be deeper being used between you both my husband and my Daddy oh fuck oh fuck I’m Cumming again I leant up gasping my husband grabbed my hair and held me as he jerked his cock furiously I came again on your purple cock Daddy as he squirted his cum all over me my face my mouth my tits even my thighs it was everywhere. I collapsed back onto the lounge room floor panting. He came over and knelt next to me feeding me his cock telling me clean it tasting the last drops of his cum as he rubbed it over my face “your such a beautiful cum slut babe” he whisper to me as he ran a finger though his cum on my cheek and placed it into my mouth. I felt your purple dildo cock pop out of me and rest against my thigh and the cushions mmmmmmm I’m a mess I thought but OMFG what a fun horny mess that was sharing our adventure with my husband thank you Zam Daddy, I hope I made you proud xxxx

24 June 2025

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I came across an older woman who was incredibly attractive, and after exchanging a few messages, we discovered we were both looking for the same thing. We decided to meet for lunch at a pub in Rundle Mall to see if we clicked. On the day, we strolled around the mall, chatting about our lives. After a bit, we headed to the pub, ordered drinks, and found a secluded corner to sit. As we talked, the atmosphere became flirtatious. She began sharing some sexy naked photos, and I did the same, noticing her growing interest. Things escalated quickly, and we started touching each other discreetly. When a few people approached, we paused, but the chemistry was undeniable. Soon, we were kissing passionately, ignoring the people around us. After a while, we decided to leave the pub. I offered to drive her home, and she agreed happily. Once we reached my car, she pulled me in for a deep tongue kiss, and we couldn't help but touch each other, even with people passing by. She couldn’t take me home — she lived with her mum — so she directed me to a quiet car park near her place. The drive there was filled with teasing: her hand sliding over my hard cock, playful squeezes, kisses at every red light, her voice whispering how much she wanted me. When we arrived, it was dark and raining heavily. We moved to the back seat, where things got even steamy. I explored her body, every curve and detail, her soft moans guiding my touch. She was warm, wet, and ready. My fingers slid inside her as she sat above me, while kissing each other. She was grinding against my hard cock, and when she asked me to take her, I didn’t hesitate. I reached for a condom from the dash as she undressed fully, looking at me with lust. She started riding me passionately. I could sense her nearing her climax, and within a few minutes, she came, but I was still ready to continue. But we weren’t finished — not even close. I laid her down and started fucking her in missionary, as we moved together in sync. When I asked where she wanted me to finish, she whispered she wanted it inside. Although I had never done that before, I agreed. I removed the condom and continued, and after a few intense minutes, I climaxed, filling her up with my cum — weeks of pent-up cum went inside her out and some spilling out on the car seat as we just took a deep breath. Despite the cold outside, the car was steamy, and I had to turn on the AC for some relief. We took a moment to collect ourselves before getting dressed. Her mom was calling, reminding her it was time for dinner, so we hurried to her home. As we arrived, we exchanged smiles and numbers, excited to plan our next adventure together.

23 June 2025

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

23 June 2025

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I was thirty, teaching English literature at a university tucked into the outskirts of a fast-modernizing Chinese city. The campus was an eclectic mix — ancient pines and stone courtyards brushing up against the edges of steel-glass towers. It was a place where time folded in strange ways, and it was there I met her. Her name doesn’t need repeating — it’s etched in the heat of memory. She was American, unlike me, from good old Australia, and she was a generation ahead. A professor from a prestigious university in the USA, she’d come for a sabbatical year, invited by the faculty for her reputation, her brilliance, and perhaps, her presence. She was in her mid-fifties — silvering hair pulled into a soft knot, sharp eyes that flicked between you and something deeper, as though always measuring the weight of your soul. Everything about her was composed—until it wasn’t. We met at a departmental dinner, a boozy welcome to teaching in their esteemed university. She wore a black linen blouse, collar open just enough to suggest confidence, and she carried herself like someone who’d learned to own silence better than most command words. I was intrigued. Drawn to her like gravity. Weeks passed. Shared lectures. Long talks over beers after work that turned into late dinners. Her apartment was just outside campus, tucked behind a carved wooden gate. A courtyard flat filled with books, the faint scent of sandalwood lingering in the air. The first time I visited, she poured wine — not the sweet rice kind common there, but a dark red she’d brought from home — and we sat close, the window open to the hum of the city below. She touched my thigh. Firm, sure. A question and an answer in one motion. There was no awkwardness, no preamble. Just the opening of something inevitable. That first night was not hurried — it was symphonic. She undressed like she was unburdening herself. Her body—soft, real, powerful—was not the lithe, sculpted ideal the world worships, but something better. She was lived-in, and she knew things. Her hands taught me more about pleasure in minutes than years of younger, fumbling encounters ever had. She instructed with whispers and pressure — how to read her breathing, how to trace circles that built, then paused, then dove again. She showed me how a woman’s climax could be teased from a whisper to a storm, again and again, until her body folded with exquisite exhaustion. I remember one afternoon, a rare cyclone warning had closed the campus. Rain lashed the windows, and inside her apartment, she took me apart with just her mouth and the curve of her fingers. She liked to dominate at times — not cruelly, never — but with the grace of someone who knew. She liked when I listened, when I let go of all my trying. And in doing so, I gave her everything. We became lovers in the truest sense. Not romantic, not in the fragile, needy way. But intimate. Curious. Fearless. We taught and shared, touched and tasted — across months of stolen mornings, midday trysts between classes, long weekends where I barely left her bed. Sometimes, she wept when she came. Not in sadness, but in something deeper. Release. Power. She told me once, over bare skin and cold sheets, “You don’t take a woman’s pleasure. You invite it. And if she trusts you, she’ll burn your name into the walls of her mind.” I can still smell her perfume — vetiver, musk, something ancient. I can still hear her voice, low and thick with desire, as she leaned into my ear and made promises I felt long before they came true. Eventually, her contract ended. Her time was up. She returned to the States, and I stayed. There was no goodbye in the cinematic sense — no grand farewell. Just a final night, drawn out, unspoken, and unforgettable. She left behind a single book on my desk — Anaïs Nin’s journals, annotated in her own careful handwriting. Inside the front cover, she’d written: “There are years that ask questions, and years that answer them. You were an answer.” I was never the same. And I wouldn’t want to be.

23 June 2025

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So I get there, sweaty and in my work uniform. She greets me at the door. Sort of looks like her pics. Has coloured hair with the back trimmed down with clippers. Takes me to the bedroom and asks if I still want a shower. Say yeah, probably best. Strips off. She’s covered in yellow bruises. Small breasts but a good size nipple. Suckable. Ask her what she’s been up to, she says I had a fuck buddy around last night and he brought a chick he also sleeps with. She said yeah why not, bring her for FFM, I haven’t done one before. The visiting girl wasn’t keen on touching her but the host decided to give her oral while the guy pounded her. Unsure if she’d go for it again. Might have to query that for myself sometime as it’s on my Fucket list. We finish up in the shower. Go and lay on the bed. Bit of small talk then she moves closer. We kiss a bit. I suck her nipples and kiss her neck. Slide my hand down and rub her clit. She’s soaked already. Asks if I want my cock sucked. I said sure, why not. Gives me a bit of oral and comes back to kiss a bit more. I ask if she wants my tongue on her clit. She says yes. I get two fingers in her tight pussy and flick my tongue over her clit. Decide to switch it up and spread her labia so I can get a good circular motion with my thumb on the clit. She bucks against my fingers and pushes herself against the wall to get finger fucked harder. She’s doing a lot of moaning and grunting. Ask if she’s enjoying herself as I wasn’t sure if she was frustrated she couldn’t cum. Apparently she’s already cum twice. I get her Satisfyer out the bedside drawer while she kneels and sucks me. I get her back on the bed and rest the toy on her clit while I finger her some more. She seems to be enjoying it. Although it’s hard to tell when she orgasms. Give me your cock, she demands. This is where I usually put a condom on but I got lost in the sauce. I slide into her tight, wet pussy. She says she loves the way my dick fills her up. Wants me to pound her faster and faster. Says to choke her hard and she’ll tap my arm if she wants me to stop. I get a leg cramp and need to stop anyway. She slides her head off the end of the bed and deepthroats me. I lift her butt just enough to lean forward and tongue her clit some more. Can’t do much work from there but managed to get two fingers inside her to give her some more stimulation. She bends over the bed and wants me inside her. I oblige. I ask if she enjoys her ass being played with. She said no one has ever asked and she doesn’t know how to prep for anal. I say no worries and continue to pound into her. Slapping her ass hard, she tells me to slap harder. We stop to catch a breath for a moment. Then I’m back on top pounding away, choking her and now she wants me to bite her. I try to bite but can’t get a decent grip. She tells me to bite her harder and pound her while choking her. I think she came again. We do a bit more oral off the end of the bed. I don’t see the signs she needs air and she almost blacks out. Says she’s all good. Asks if I usually last this long. I say yeah mostly. These seem like the championship rounds. Surely Dana White is going to pop out the closet at any moment and put a belt around my waist. We’re back in doggy. She wants to be pounded hard but it’s not doing it for me. I slow down and enjoy the feeling of slipping inside her. In and almost out. Back and forth. I’m starting to feel it. I’m picking up the pace. She says *MrDiscreet0* fill my pussy with your cum. Roger I’m on it. I bust my load inside her tight pussy. I’m absolutely covered in sweat at this point. We both are. The ceiling fan isn’t cutting it. She motions for me to cuddle her. She asks if I want to be a friend with benefits.

23 June 2025

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Matched online one restless night. An older woman, bold curves, eyes that promised filth. The messages turned explicit within minutes. No small talk. An address. A time. A warning I wouldn’t leave the same. Her place smelled of wine, candles, and wet skin. A silk robe clung to her body, nipples hard beneath it. No words. Just a hungry kiss, teeth on lips, hands clawing clothes away. Skin met skin, heat rising, pulse pounding. She pushed me down. The taste of her hit instantly — sweet, slick, warm. Tongue buried deep, lips locking around her clit. Her grip in my hair tightened as she rocked against my face, moaning loud, cursing, thighs trembling. She came hard, grinding down, wetness coating my chin. She didn’t give me a second to breathe. Climbed on top, grabbed my cock, slid down in one slow, perfect stroke. Hot, tight, soaked. Her hips rolled, teasing me with every movement, milking every inch. Nails dragged down my chest, teeth found my neck. She set the pace, riding faster, slamming down hard, wet sounds filling the room. A hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my heart race and cock throb. She came again, clenching around me, pulling me over the edge. But it wasn’t just the orgasm. It was what she unlocked. She showed me things I didn’t know I craved. Made me ache for submission, for hunger without hesitation. That night didn’t just ruin me — it rewired me. And I haven’t fucked the same since.

21 June 2025

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I was just about to finish work and still in my uniform, when I thought I would jump on AMM and see what’s out there, no intention for a meet up. After a few minutes doing the usual searches, my notifications showed one. I opened it to see someone had checked me out. So I did the same. Great profile and just my type. 3 minutes later a message. We started a chat and he was pro. Asked all the right questions and knew exactly what he wanted. And that was me. He had a place and was very close. So I headed over. Still in uniform I knocked on his door and he opened with his robe on. Asked me to come in. As I walked in he dropped his robe off and was just in his undies. I liked what I saw. He asked me to get on my knees and I did what I was told. He rubbed his crotch all over my head and face and I could feel him getting hard. He turned his back to me and pulled his undies off. He had a great ass. He bent forward and spread his ass cheeks. It was beautiful. Manicured. I had never seen another guys ass hole like that. He pushed his ass into my face and I started eating it. After about a minute, he got on all fours and I kept in going. I was so hard. He pulled away and turned around. I saw his cock for the first time. He nudged forward and bought my head down. I started sucking him. He was cut about 8in. Beautiful cock. As I was sucking him he would grab his legs and pull himself up and make me lick his ass again. I loved this. After about a 3 minutes he opened the draw and pulled out the lube and condoms. He lubed me up put the condom on and made me lie on my back. He grabbed my legs and pushed them back and slowly very slowly slid his knob in. He knew this was my first. As he pushed in deeper it started to hurt. But a good hurt. After about 4 minutes of pumping me he slowly pulled out. Took the Condom off and made me suck his cock. He was on top. Fucking my face. He came all over my chest. After about a minute he starts to clean me up. Took me into the shower and showered me. Blew me off in the shower and sent me on my way. Thank you.

19 June 2025

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

17 June 2025

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So I met a couple profile on a different app. The husband messaged me we got talking and sent photos back and forth. They were keen to play as far as I was aware. He sent me the address and I went there that evening. When I got there I knocked on the door and there was no answer, but the door opened slightly. I open the door worried at the same time (thinking it was a setup) but then I saw candles all lit through the hallway and up the stairs… I go inside and say hey.. no one responds but I hear noise coming from upstairs. I go up and see the wife is blindfolded and tied with headphones in. I didn’t know where to find it hot or scary as it was my first experience with something like that. The husband came over introduced himself and gave me an idea on what is happening. He then went back over to his wife and continued to fuck her whilst she couldn’t hear or see anything. I took my clothes off and got myself hard, the husband then slowly pulls away from the wife and I go over and start fucking her. She was screaming but she did notice the size difference in cocks. I continued with my deep strokes inside her fucking her hard while holding her tight. I continued fucking her hard as the husband took her blindfold and headphones off, she loved every inch of my thick cock inside her. We ended up fucking for hours and had another guy join in (tried joining) as well. She was soaking the sheets with her cum😍. I fucked and fucked her all night for about 6 hours

16 June 2025

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

16 June 2025

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It was a Sunday afternoon when Laura rang and said she was at her friend Jane's place, and asked me to come and join them. I had met Jane once before when Laura had invited me to go to Bendigo for New Years Eve, staying at Jane's brother's house. The three of us were in one room, Jane in a single bed and Laura and I on a double mattress on the floor next to her. As soon as we could get our clothes off, I was on top of Laura, fucking her as Jane lay on the edge of the bed watching my cock slide in and out of Laura's very wet cunt. My next move was to bring Jane down on the mattress so that she was next to Laura as I continued to fuck her. This was early days for me and I tried to push things too far without making sure everyone wanted to end up on the page I was looking for. I took my wet cock out of Laura and began to slide it into Jane and suddenly it was all over. Lights out, goodnight. With that memory in mind I went to Jane's place and found Laura was walking around wearing only a g-string and an over-size white t-shirt. We had a drink and chatted until the doorbell rang and Jane let an older Italian guy in. They disappeared somewhere into the house and did not reappear for some time. I asked Laura who the guy was and she told me he was the father of some guy that Jane was fucking. Jane was obviously fond of the family. In the meantime, I re-engineered Laura's oversize t-shirt by tying a knot on one side above her hip, revealing her g-string which I then removed. I removed my clothes and now Laura and I were on the couch, her legs over my shoulders as I fucked her wet cunt. During this Jane came back into the room alone and stood watching us fuck. Laura pulled away and walked over to Jane to talk. I stayed on the couch stroking my cock, watching Laura in deep conversation with her partly-fucked cunt on display. Laura came back to the couch, resumed her position as I slid my rock-hard cock back into her hot cunt. Jane knelt on the floor a metre away and watched intently as my cock went back and forth into Laura's wet cunt. The whole scene was so exciting my cock felt as though the skin was becoming impossibly tighter. At some point, Jane said she would start cooking as she walked off to the kitchen. I was not ready to give up thrill of being watched so I picked Laura up, my cock still inside her and moved to a couch that was visible from the kitchen. We continued with Laura on top of my cock while Jane cooked and looked. Later that night, Laura said she was going to sleep at Jane's and invited me to stay. As we fucked later we talked about the excitement we both got out of being watched.

14 June 2025

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We had been chatting on another platform and one day our schedules lined up. You had wanted to go to a local sex cinema and buy some new collars and suggested I meet you there for my input. I quickly agreed and showered, shaved and was on my way ASAP. I pulled up beside your car and you opened the door and beckoned me over. As soon as I was in, you looked at me all blushed and you informed me you had a lunch date to go to and had been instructed to arrive at a certain level of dishevelment and that you would like me to provide said dishevelment. You told me what you needed and I agreed. In we went. You took my hand and dragged me about the shop, looking at tails, collars, leashes, some ropes and candles. You kept asking for my opinion and giving me demonstrations that were very arousing and eventually you settled on a collar that said "Cumslut" a new clit vibe and a butt plug with an interchangeable tail. As you were paying for you items, you looked at me and asked the cashier for a couples ticket to the cinema. He bagged up your items and off we went into the cinema. We found a movie playing where a woman was being taken by 2 guys and started watching. You rummaged around and put your new collar on and busted out the new toy and handed me the tail. Once I had the plug and tail out, I looked over and you had pulled your dress up, yanked your panties to one said and were assaulting your clit with the sucker vibe. You saw me with the plug in my hand and moaned loudly, convulsed a little and told me to quickly put it inside your pussy. It was like your juicy hole sucked it out of my fingers. The lady on the screen was getting pounded by the 2 men and you came violently as she started to get DP'd. You looked at me and told me you needed cock, you signalled to another guy who had his cock out and was watching both you and the screen. he positioned himself in front of you and you sucked as much as you could into your hot mouth. I moved in behind you, pulled the plug from your butt and slowly slid my rock hard cock inside you. You pushed back and that was my signal to pound, I took a firm hold of your hips and fucked you as hard and as fast as I could, this made you take more of the cock in your mouth, you gagged, and pushed back. All 3 of us couldn't hold any more and I emptied inside you... as instructed. Your new friend erupted into your mouth and you managed to contain and swallow most of it. As we all disentangled a large dollop of his cum landed on you chest, which you scooped up but mostly rubbed into your skin. Before you moved you asked me to take a picture of your used pussy and send it to you, which I did. We cleaned up a little bit and all said out goodbyes. You got me to take one last picture of you, your lips glazed, hair slightly messy and the cum you missed obvious on your chest. You thanked me and we went our separate ways. We talked later that night and you thanked me so much for my contribution and that you had arrived exactly as your Sir had wanted you to. We still meet every now and then when Sir needs you a certain way, and I'm always happy to oblige.

14 June 2025

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