The water was already running hot when I pulled you in, not just the temperature, but the heat in your eyes, in your grip, in the way your body pinned mine to the cold tile like you’d been waiting all fucking day to get me under you. You didn’t waste time. My hand gripped your hair, tugging just enough to bare your throat to my mouth, my tongue tracing the droplets that slid down your skin, licking, biting, growling low like the animal I knew you were. “Did you think we were done?” I rasped against you neck. “Shower’s not to clean you up, sweetheart… it’s to make a mess I can rinse off.” Then my fingers were between your legs — again. I didn’t ease in. I slid two inside you with the kind of confidence that only comes from knowing exactly how to wreck a woman. My thumb circled your clit with dirty purpose, and my free hand… fuck… it was braced against the wall, caging you in. You were already moaning — breathless, whimpering, water pounding on your back — but I wasn’t satisfied until you were grinding against my palm like a woman possessed. I watched your face. You loved it. And when I felt you start to clench, hips bucking, thighs shaking — I pulled away. Just. Like. That. “Not yet,” I growled, grabbing your hips and spinning you to face the wall. “You don’t get to cum until you scream.” And then I entered you — hot, hard, so fucking ready — I slid between your legs, pressing against your slickness, teasing, coating my length in you, then slamming in with a deep, savage thrust that knocked the breath from your lungs. You screamed my name, loud enough to echo off the tiles. My hands gripped your hips, pulling you back into every brutal stroke. I didn’t just fuck you— I took. Your hair twisted in my fist, the other smacking your ass as water poured down both of us, soaking the sounds of skin on skin, gasps, groans, filthy praise growled into your ear. “Such a filthy girl… dripping for me…” “You love being used, don’t you?” “I could fuck you like this for hours.” You begged. You begged, again and again… And when I wrapped my arm around your waist, fingers working your clit again as I pounded into you, there was no stopping it — you came hard, convulsing around me, moaning like a woman unhinged. I followed with a roar — hot, deep, feral — collapsing against your back, both of us shuddering, breathless, utterly wrecked under the pounding spray. We stayed like that for a moment — chests heaving, legs trembling, water washing away the evidence but not the feeling. Then your mouth found my ear. “Next round’s in the bedroom,” you whispered. “Now it’s my turn...”

13 June 2025

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It was the end of a long day, and I'd been on my feet for most of it. When I got home, you can imagine how annoyed I was to see several cars parked outside the house. I thought maybe my husband had some of the guys from the golf club over, and I was in no mood to entertain. He'd have to be happy with me making a quick appearance, then heading for a bath and then bed. When I walked in the door, my husband greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and led me to the lounge, where four men were waiting. I looked at them and joked, "What is this, an intervention? The men chuckled and exchanged glances. My husband leaned in and told me, "Your birthday is coming up soon, and I wanted to do something special. Remember that fantasy you told me about when we first started dating?" He then signalled to the four waiting men. I looked at him wide-eyed, and then the realisation hit me, and a smile crept across my face. "Well, I did want to get off my feet," I said to my husband. My husband patted me on my arse and told me, "Then you better go get ready. We'll be in soon." Five minutes later, I was sitting naked on the edge of the bed when my husband and the four men came in. They were also naked and, judging by their hard cocks, looking forward to this just as much as I was. They gathered around me, and I took that as my cue to get down on my knees and start sucking and stroking their gorgeous cocks. I made sure to pay special attention to my husband as a thank you for making my fantasy come true. When I was confident they were good and ready, I crawled up onto the bed, got comfortable and asked, "Who's first?" The first man, a stocky, hairy little man, joined me on the bed. He wasted no time, throwing my legs over his shoulders and pounding me hard. He knew what he wanted and was not shy about getting it. His take-charge style took me by surprise, as I'm the one who usually calls the shots in the bedroom, but I have to admit I liked it. I looked over at my husband, who was stroking his rock-hard cock as he watched his wife get piledriven by a stranger. Seeing him getting off while watching me fuck another man was a huge turn-on. The first session ended with my rugged new friend shooting a hot load all over my face. The second man was the complete opposite of the first, slight and hairless. My husband knew what I liked and set out to find me the perfect partners to fulfil my fantasy. The second session wasn't quite as intense as the first. I suspect this one was more used to taking cock than giving it. I took the time to admire his boyishly handsome face, then drew him in and kissed him passionately. His kissing more than made up for his inexperience in topping and made for a more intimate encounter which ended with him drowning my tits with jizz. The third man was very similar in appearance to my husband, fit and handsome. We'll have to have this one back for a threesome, as I've often fantasised about being fucked by two of my husband. As I stared into his big brown eyes, it was as if I was staring into my husband's eyes. I even called him by my husband's name, which I'm sure was a big ego boost for him. Just wait until I tell him his clone does fuck quite as good as him. There will be no living with him. The third session came to an end with my husband's doppelganger cumming on my belly. The fourth guy was a bald, chubby guy. Ladies, trust me when I say "more cushion for the pushin' goes both ways, and I love the feeling of a bald head. I ran my hands all over his head while he fucked me, slow and deliberately, and I felt the extra weight behind every thrust. I looked over at my husband again. He looked like a wild animal in a cage, pent up and longing to run wild. I locked eyes with him as my bald battering ram continued to fuck me hard and slow, finishing by coating my tiny cock with wet, sticky cum. And finally, my husband. I was no longer his little woman. I was the filthy whore who he watched get fucked by four men and covered in their cum. We proceeded to have the best sex we've had since we first started dating. He didn't hold back out of fear of hurting me, and I took it all and silently dared him to go further with just the look in my eyes. I knew that tomorrow it was going to hurt, but right now, all I cared about was the pleasure. Just when I thought I'd reached my limit, it mercifully ended with him finishing inside me. A wave of fatigue hit me, and I don't remember much after that. Just my husband wiping me down with moist towelettes and putting me under the covers. I slept well into the next afternoon and awoke sore but satisfied. And so that's how the train club came to be. With a rotating group of members, we meet a couple of times a year (to give me a chance to recover) for some messy fun. Me and my husband's sex life has improved dramatically since starting the club by reigniting our passion after 10 years of marriage.

13 June 2025

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

13 June 2025

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

12 June 2025

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The cool night air brushed against her skin, a shiver running down her spine as she stood at the edge of the park, the moonlight casting long shadows across the deserted playground. This was it. She had been waiting for this moment for weeks, fantasizing about it, obsessing over it. The thrill of what was about to happen made her heart race, her breath quicken. She knew she shouldn’t be here, knew it was reckless, but the pull was too strong to resist. The need to surrender, to be taken, to be owned, was all-consuming. Piercing eyes. His eyes. They haunted her thoughts, piercing and cold, yet filled with a promise of something darker, something she craved more than anything. She had never met a man like him, never encountered someone who could read her so effortlessly, who knew exactly what she wanted before she even spoke. He knew her. Knew her in a way no one else ever could. And the way he looked at her—like she was his to command, his to devour—it made her weak in the best way possible. A twig snapped behind her, and her breath hitched. She didn’t turn around, didn’t need to. She could feel his presence, the weight of his gaze on her back, pressing into her like a physical force. He was here. “You came,” his voice rumbled low, a hint of amusement in his tone. “I wasn’t sure you’d have the courage.” She swallowed hard, her throat dry. “I told you I would,” she whispered, her voice trembling despite herself. He stepped closer, the heat of his body radiating against her skin as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “Did you tell anyone where you were going?” he asked, his voice dark and dangerous. “Or are you all mine tonight?” She shook her head, her pulse thundering in her ears. “No one knows,” she breathed. “I’m yours.” A low chuckle escaped him, sending a shiver down her spine. “Good girl,” he murmured, his hand tangling in her hair and pulling her head back, forcing her to meet his gaze. Those eyes locked onto hers, intense and unyielding. “You understand what that means, don’t you?” She nodded, her body responding to him instinctively, her legs trembling as warmth pooled between her thighs. “Yes,” she whispered. “Say it,” he commanded, his grip tightening slightly. “I’m yours,” she repeated, her voice firmer this time, a flicker of defiance sparking in her eyes. “Do whatever you want with me.” The corner of his mouth curved into a smirk, and he released her hair, trailing his fingers down her neck, over her collarbone, and to the hem of her dress. “You’re insatiable,” he said, his tone teasing but laced with something darker. “Always begging for more. I’ve never met a slut like you.” Her breath came in shallow gasps as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of her dress, grazing the sensitive skin of her thigh. “I can’t help it,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “You… you make me feel things I’ve never felt before.” “I know,” he said, his hand moving higher, his fingers brushing against the damp fabric of her panties. “You love it, don’t you? Love being used, being dominated.” She let out a whimper, her body arching into his touch as he teased her through the thin barrier. “Yes,” she gasped. “I need it. I need you.” His smirk widened, and he hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties, pulling them down in one swift motion. The cool air hit her exposed skin, making her gasp, but before she could even think to protest, his hand was between her thighs, his fingers sliding through her wetness with ease. “Fuck,” he muttered, his voice rough with desire. “You’re soaked already.” She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand as he teased her entrance, circling her clit with just enough pressure to make her legs shake. “Please,” she begged, her voice trembling. “I need you inside me.” He withdrew his hand abruptly, leaving her whimpering in frustration. “Not yet,” he said, his tone firm. “You’ll take what I give you, when I give it to you.” She nodded, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as her need for him burned hotter. “Yes, sir,” she whispered, her voice broken. He turned her around, pressing her chest against the cold metal of the swing set, her dress bunched around her waist. She felt him behind her, his heat enveloping her as he unbuttoned his jeans, the sound of his zipper sending a jolt of anticipation through her. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You’re mine,” he growled, his lips brushing against her ear. “And I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll forget your own name.” She moaned, her nails scraping against the metal as he thrust into her in one swift motion, filling her completely. The stretch was intense, almost overwhelming, but it was exactly what she needed. He started moving, his hips slamming against hers with a force that made her cry out, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “You love this, don’t you?” he demanded, his voice harsh against her ear. “You love being fucked like a whore in the middle of a park, where anyone could see you.” She nodded, her mind hazy with pleasure as he pounded into her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. “Yes,” she moaned. “I love it. I love you.” He let out a low groan, his hand tangling in her hair and pulling her head back, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Look at me,” he commanded, his voice rough. “Look at me when you cum.” Her eyes locked onto his, those piercing blue eyes that seemed to see straight through her, and she felt herself unraveling, her climax building with an intensity that made her cry out. He didn’t slow down, didn’t let up, his thrusts relentless as he drove her over the edge. Her body convulsed as she came, her walls clamping down around him as she screamed his name, the sound echoing through the empty park. But he wasn’t done with her. He pulled out of her, flipping her around and forcing her to her knees, his cock slick with her arousal as he guided it to her mouth. “Suck,” he ordered, his voice harsh. “And don’t you dare stop until I’m finished with you.” She didn’t hesitate, taking him into her mouth and sucking him with a desperation that made him groan. Her hands gripped his thighs as she worked him, her tongue swirling around the head before taking him deep, her throat relaxing around him. “That’s it,” he muttered, his hand tangling in her hair as he thrust into her mouth, his pace quickening. “You’re such a good little slut, aren’t you?” She moaned around him, her eyes fluttering shut as she focused on pleasing him, on making him cum. It didn’t take long. With a low growl, he came, his release spilling down her throat as she swallowed every last drop. He pulled out of her mouth, his breathing ragged as he looked down at her, those blue eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and something darker, something more primal. “You’re not done yet,” he said, his voice rough. “I’m not finished with you.” Her heart raced as she looked up at him, her legs trembling with anticipation. She knew what was coming next.

12 June 2025

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The engine hummed softly as I pulled up to the curb, my heart pounding in sync with the rhythm of the car. She was standing there, her silhouette illuminated by the dim streetlight. Sarina. Even with her mask on, her beauty was undeniable. She slid into the passeng.er seat, her black leather trousers catching the light as she adjusted herself. “Hi,” she said softly, her voice laced with a shyness that made my pulse quicken. Her hands fidgeted with the strap of her backpack, and I could tell she was nervous. “Thank you for picking me up.” “Of course,” I replied, keeping my tone calm to ease her. “You look stunning.” She laughed softly, the sound like music. “You always know what to say.” We drove in comfortable silence for a while, the tension between us palpable. The last week of our texts had been intense, filled with teasing and fantasies that left both of us aching for more. Tonight, we were finally acting on it. “So,” she began, breaking the silence, “what’s the plan?” “I thought we’d start with dinner,” I said, glancing at her. “But first, I want to see how wet you are” She smiled coyly, her eyes twinkling. “You’ll see soon enough.” We arrived at DFO, and as she stepped out of the car, I couldn’t help but stare. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, the fabric shimmering under the lights. She was breathtaking. She looped her arm through mine, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through me. “Shall we?” she asked, her voice low and sultry. We wandered through the mall, her body brushing against mine with every step. Her confidence was growing, and I could feel her warmth radiating through the thin fabric of her dress. At one point, she leaned into me, her breath hot against my ear. “You’re driving me crazy,” she whispered, her tone dripping with desire. I smirked, enjoying the effect I was having on her. “Good. That’s the plan.” After LUME, we headed to the steakhouse. The air between us was charged, every glance and touch igniting sparks. Over dinner, our conversation turned playful, then downright naughty. “You know,” she said, her eyes locking with mine, “I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier. About how wet I must be.” I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. “And?” She leaned in closer, her voice a whisper. “You were right.” My heart raced as her hand found my thigh, her fingers trailing higher. She hesitated for a moment before her hand rested on my cock, her touch tentative but deliberate. “You could use your hand,” she teased, her eyes daring me. I grabbed her hand, holding it firmly in place. “Why don’t you do it?” Her breath hitched, and I took the opportunity to caress her breast through the fabric of her dress. She moaned softly, her body pressing into my touch. “I’m so horny,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “Are you wet?” I asked, my fingers moving to the hem of her dress. She laughed, a coy sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Isn’t that the first thing you asked me when I got in the car?” “I wanted to see how much,” I replied, my fingers sliding under her dress. Her breath caught as I traced the outline of her panty. She wasn’t lying. Even through the pad she wore, the fabric was soaked. I rubbed her gently, feeling her body tense under my touch. “Oh, God,” she moaned, her head falling back against the seat. I continued to tease her, my fingers exploring her wetness. She was trembling, her moans growing louder with every stroke. “You need to stop driving,” she gasped, her hand gripping my arm. “You need to concentrate on the road.” I smirked, pulling into a quiet side street. The moment the car was in park, I was on her, my fingers working her clit with precision. She was writhing in the seat, her dress hiked up around her waist. “Shall we go to the back?” I asked, my voice husky. She nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. We climbed into the back seat, her dress falling open as she moved. Her body was a masterpiece, her skin glowing in the moonlight. I kissed her deeply, my hands roaming her curves. “You’re so beautiful,” I murmured against her lips. She moaned, her body arching into mine. I pulled down her panties, my fingers sliding into her wetness. She was tight, her walls clenching around me as I explored her. “Please,” she begged, her voice desperate. “I need you.” I hesitated, teasing her with the tip of my cock. “Are you sure?” She looked into my eyes, her expression a mix of desire and determination. “Give it to me.” That was all I needed to hear. I thrust into her, her tightness engulfing me. She cried out, her nails digging into my back as I filled her. I held still for a moment, letting her adjust to my size before I began to move. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper into her. We moved together, our bodies in perfect sync. Her moans filled the car, her pleasure evident in every sound she made. “Fuck me,” she pleaded, her voice broken. “Fuck me harder.” I obliged, my thrusts growing more intense. She was so tight, so wet, and I could feel my orgasm building with every stroke. Her screams grew louder, and I knew she was close. “Come for me,” I growled, my voice thick with desire. Her body convulsed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. I followed her over the edge, my release pouring into her as we clung to each other. We stayed like that for a moment, our breaths heavy, our bodies still connected. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and longing. “That was incredible,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. I kissed her softly, savouring the taste of her lips. “You’re incredible.” We stayed in the back seat for a while, our bodies entwined, our hearts racing. The world outside the car faded away, leaving only the two of us in our little bubble of passion. But reality couldn’t be ignored for long. She glanced at her watch, a look of regret crossing her face. “I have to go,” she said softly. “The kids… my husband…” I nodded, understanding the need to be discreet. “Let me take you home.” As we drove back, the tension between us was still there, but it was softer now, a quiet understanding of the connection we’d shared. When we reached her street, she leaned over and kissed me one last time. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “For making tonight so special.” “Happy birthday,” I replied, my heart aching as she stepped out of the car. She waved as she walked away, her figure disappearing into the night. I sat there for a moment, the weight of what had just happened sinking in. Sarina had trusted me with her secret, and I knew this was only the beginning. But as I drove away, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the start of something much bigger.

12 June 2025

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I met a guy here and hooked up at my caravan that's in storage in Lonsdale. It was during the day we met. We met at the gates, I was dressed straight acting. We got access and pretended he was there to buy it, but no one was around. Got into the van. I got the inside pretty dark with windows shades. He got undressed and laid on the double bed, its a big van. I got changed in to my outfit. Stockings, wig, glasses, g string, mini skirt, tight top and sexy gloves. I laid on the bed next to him, he turned me over and dry humped me flat on my belly, the pulled my hips up and dry banged my little arse, that was awesome. He had taken a viagra and had a cock ring on. He dick had big veins it was over 6inches. With his cock laying on his stomach, I started by rubbing my wet lips along it from head to his shaven balls. I did that for about 5mins then licked it all over hands free. I got between his legs and sucked on his balls for a bit then licked all the way up until I put his head into my mouth. Working his head with my forehead on his stomach I could feel him throbbing, then slowly I took more in as I stood his dick up using only my mouth. Slow deep strokes and licking around his head as I came up, cupping his balls. After a bit he wanted to change positions. With me laying down and him on top fucking my mouth and turkey slapping me. The plan was for him to cum on my face but after a bit of time he said I'm gonna cum, can I cum in your mouth, it was so hot I indicated yes as much as I could with his throbbing cock filling my mouth. He started cumming and after I spat it out he kept his dick in my mouth until it got soft. Fun day.

11 June 2025

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I was checking out AMM one afternoon after work, probably looking for some nice tits to wank to before cooking dinner. There was a message waiting for me from a young woman, relatively young at 28. I was 55 at the time. Her profile page photo was a good sized pair of tits and excellent areolas and nipples, no face, just tits. I read her message that was amazingly brief from memory. The tits certainly were the main attraction. I had been seeing a woman for some time but she had gone overseas some months before with her girl friends and was presently stomping around Europe. As a result I had been relying on my hand to relieve myself with the aid of any photos of nice tits I found on AMM, hence my finding this message. I was in a quandary, do I persist with my hand and photos of tits or dip my tool in this voluptuous wench. As is quite often the case in this sort of situation, my dick did all of the thinking for us and so I answered her message. Her profile page said that she was looking for a “generous” older gentleman to be her “Daddy”. The word “generous” always prompts the phrase “fuck off!” in an annoyed tone in my mind, usually before I proceed to the next profile but then there were those tits. I had done the Daddy thing a couple of times and it frankly didn’t do it for me but then, yet again, there were those tits. You’re probably thinking that I am obsessed with tits and I am. I can’t help it, I’m a weak, weak man. We arranged to go out to dinner where I imagined I was to pay for the meal as per her Daddy requirement and I accepted that and found myself at her front door one evening. I knocked and she answered. She had a surprised look on her face when she saw me (we hadn’t exchanged face photos, something I usually do insist on) her face was fairly neutral. I am no oil painting so perhaps she was disappointed but she sucked it up and put on a big smile and invited me in. We stood there in the lounge room chatting and I looked from her face down at her tits that were well on display in an unbuttoned blouse as we waffled on about my problems with the traffic or something else equally mundane. She took the initiative and closed the distance between us until her breasts squashed up against me, once and the twice. I put my arms around her and pulled her close, bending down to grab her arse. Her hair smelled nice as I briefly savoured her well rounded buns. I decide to go for more and backed off and buried my face between her tits. This was all going fairly well considering I had really only just stepped in the front door. God bless AMM and other sex sites. The key word there is SEX. Everybody knows what everybody wants. It is so much easier than the old days of endless spade and shovel work before a guy got his hands all over the woman. She pulled my head out of her cleavage, ruffled what little hair I had, planted a big kiss on my lips and shot her tongue down my throat. There ensued a tongue lashing from each of us and a grinding of genitals up against each other’s thighs that went on for some time until we almost fell over and then collapsed onto the lounge to continue our debauchery. She lay on top of me rubbing all of her body over mine as I wrestled her blouse off and struggled with her bra to finally release her lovely soft melons to dangle down. She proceed to try to smother me with them not very successfully until I helped by holding them in from the side so that she could get maximum coverage of my face. It was warm and dark in there with only the occasional flash of light from the room as she ground her tits all over my face, a big cheeky smile on her face as she tantalized me. It had been an interesting twenty minutes or so. She finally got off me and with tits dangling out and me trying to regain what little composure I could manage in my ruffled condition, she skipped off to her bedroom saying something like she had to shower before we went to dinner. I sat up and dragged my hair back into a neater state and rearranged my cock and balls as I sat there on the lounge listening to the shower. I could hear her splashing around and of course it all got the better of me and I crept over to the slightly ajar bathroom door. I peered through the crack of the door to see her standing in the bath tub with the plastic shower curtain pulled around half covering her as the water cascaded down over her alabaster white skin. Her body was certainly voluptuous and even I dare say chubby but her height made up for it. My tool couldn’t stand it anymore and insisted on being wanked as we watched her. I unzipped and released it to spring out stiff and hard and then pulled its two mates out and laid them on the front on my fly. I shook off the excess pre-cum onto the bathroom floor and proceeded to stoke myself as I watched the show. She had noticed me by this time and the simple shower prior to going to dinner turned into a sexy shower show. She was washing her tits as she spotted me and now instead of a quick wash she slowed and spent more time washing each breast, lifting them up to soap and feel up as she played with each in turn enjoying their slipperiness before releasing them to flop down with the water running down over them making them glisten and showing off their fullness, the nipples standing out erect in the centre of her reasonably large, slightly pinkish areolas. She held up one tit and started to finger her twat with the other as she watched to see if I was paying attention. Once again her cheeky little smile burst forward across her cute little face indicating that I was and that she knew she was turning me on no end. Her snatch was lightly haired but her dark hair colour made it look bushier than it actually was. Her cunt lips were more like delicious meaty flaps and her (what must have been three at least) fingers were enveloped by them as she drove her hand between her legs almost viciously again and again, shower water splashing with each thrust as her fist rammed into her box, the pleasure reflecting on her face and all the time her face looking at my face, wallowing in my fascination. My dick and I decided to bite the bullet and as the shower curtain was obscuring our line of sight I gently pushed open the bathroom door and stepped into the room. With cock in one hand I pulled back the curtain with the other and retired back to sit on the edge of the vanity, settling down to watch the show and pull myself. She had a very brief look of mock surprise with my entry into the room but soon resumed her washing to watch me watching her. She asked “does daddy like watching his little girl shower?” or it might have been “playing with herself” I can’t remember. I replied that “Daddy likes you being a little slut for him” and pulled myself furiously. With a big smile and her hand trying in vain to encompass one slippery tit, she bent her knees and opened her legs slightly in a sort of bow legged stance to get her other hand further between her legs. She had her mouth open in rapture as she enjoyed her own fingering, driving her hand up between her legs with a pounding that made the water once again splash around as it and the occasional soap bubble hurtle down from her shoulders over tits or through the cleavage of her wobbling tits and down between her legs. I moved over closer to the shower and her and helped her feel up her tit and magnificent it was as I squeezed its soft white skin that bulged out through my fingers. I was still fully clothed and I had a jumper on. It must have been winter. I pulled the sleeves of my jumper up, (I remember seeing some of my pre-cum wipe off from my fingers onto the sleeve) took the soap and soaped up her tits. Like most women do, she thrust out her chest presenting her orbs for my attention, first looking down at me working on her slippery tits before looking back up with that cheeky smile to relish in the lust on my lecherous old guy face. With my balls and my tool still sticking out of the front of my pants and swinging around as I struggled to access her body without falling into the tub, I soaped around and under and over her melons as they sagged down under their own weight. Her nipples stuck up between my fingers as I soaped her and tried in vain to get the whole slippery breast into my hand. Feeling the fullness of it was orgasmic. My squeezing had turned into a slight slapping as I was mesmerised by their slippery white softness. I lifted and then pushed them from side to side watching them swing and bobble about delightfully. The sight was very horny and I tried to pull myself as I and squeezed and squelched and pinched her nipple. Unbeknownst to me, distracted as I was as I concentrated on exploring every part of her body, she had opened her eyes to watch me. Even as I fondled we looked deep into each others eyes with that look of randy lust. As I continued exploring, running my fingers into as many places as I could manage, her lustful look was interrupted slightly and briefly as her look varied from slight pain to a grimacing smile depending what I was doing. She grabbed my swinging tool and pulled on it which freed up both of my hands to concentrate on playing with her bits. Maybe that was her intention; I didn’t know and didn’t really care at the time. We were both in a sexual frenzy but also controlled and definite about our pleasure. I soaped up her arse and played with its slipperiness as it wobbled around. I was like a kid in a candy or toy shop. The old problem of so many toys, so few hands to service them and not knowing what to fondle next. I ran my hand between her buns and under between her legs from the back and the other hand from the front, squeezing her twat, running my fingers through her hairs and fingering her clit. I inserted as many fingers into her as I could and gave her warm, slippery, twat a good pounding, with water from the shower splashing all over the place as my fist slammed into her twat lips. She was letting out and increasingly loud, “ooh, ooh, ooh” with every impact that eventually built to a crescendo and turned into a scream. I went to remove my fingers and fist (my arm was getting tired) but she held me there by my wrist and thrust her hips into my fist with my fingers still inserted. She was a randy little thing. She released my hand and I stood back sitting on the edge of the vanity once more and resumed my wanking, drinking in the loveliness of her white skin and rounded bits wobbling around as she played with herself before drying herself off. We adjourned to the bedroom and I rooted her like mad for what must have been an hour and then we finally went to dinner. Dinner didn’t last long and she dragged me back to her place and bed. I didn’t really need much dragging.

11 June 2025

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

10 June 2025

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Raymond sat on the couch, his fingers drumming nervously against the armrest. The clock on the wall ticked too slowly, each second dragging on like an eternity. He glanced at his phone again, the screen dark and silent. Where were they? What were they doing? His mind raced with fantasies he could barely admit to himself, fantasies that had slowly consumed him ever since he’d drunkenly challenged Rick to seduce his wife, Lili. Rick, his boss, his friend—a powerful quietly confident man who exuded a raw masculinity that Raymond could only envy. And Lili, his petite, shy Chinese wife, with her quiet demeanour and hidden desires he’d always suspected but never fully understood. “You really think she’d do it?” Rick’s voice was low, almost a growl, as he leaned back in his chair, his muscular frame dominating the room. He was staring at Raymond with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, his blue eyes piercing. Raymond shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his fingers tracing the rim of his whiskey glass. “Yeah,” he muttered, his voice shaky. “I think she would. She just… she’s got that side to her, you know? She’s shy, but… under the right circumstances…” He trailed off, his face flushing with both embarrassment and arousal. Rick’s lips curled into a smirk. “Alright, Ray. Challenge accepted. Let’s see what your little wife is really made of.” --- Hours later, Raymond sat alone in the dimly lit living room, his mind racing. The sound of the ticking clock echoed in the silence, each second dragging on like an eternity. He couldn’t stop thinking about Lili, about Rick, about the challenge he’d foolishly issued. His wife, his sweet, petite, shy Lili, was out there with his boss—the kind of man who exuded dominance and masculinity in every fibre of his being. What if she actually does it? The thought sent a shiver down his spine. He felt a mix of dread and excitement, his cock stirring in his pants despite himself. He hated the idea of another man touching his wife, but the thought of her submitting to someone like Rick… it was intoxicating. His phone buzzed on the coffee table, jolting him out of his thoughts. He grabbed it, his heart pounding as he saw a message from Lili. “Just having a drink with Rick. Don’t worry, everything’s fine!” The message was innocent enough, but Raymond’s mind was already filling in the gaps. He imagined Lili sitting across from Rick, her delicate hands nervously playing with the stem of her wine glass. He could picture her cheeks flushed, her dark eyes flickering up at Rick with a hint of curiosity. Was she already feeling his power? Was she already imagining what it would be like to be with a man like him? Then, his phone buzzed again. This time, it was from Rick. “She’s a good girl, Ray. Real shy, but I can tell she’s got a fire in her.” Raymond’s breath caught in his throat. Good girl? The words sent a jolt of anger and arousal through him. He hated the way Rick spoke about Lili, but he couldn’t deny the way it made him feel. He quickly typed back, “What do you mean?” Rick’s reply came almost instantly. “She’s nervous, but she’s not saying no. I think she’s curious. Maybe even turned on. You sure you’re okay with this?” Raymond hesitated. Was he okay with this? He wasn’t sure. But he couldn’t stop now. He wanted to know. Needed to know. “Yeah,” he typed back, his fingers trembling. “Just… keep me updated.” --- The next message sent his heart racing. It was a blurry image, taken from behind. Lili was on her knees in front of Rick, her legs spread wide, her hands on her head, her slender frame unmistakable. The image was grainy, but Raymond could see enough to make his stomach churn. She was wearing the dress he’d bought her last week, the one that hugged her petite figure perfectly. Her head was tilted slightly, as she looked up at Rick. “She’s a natural,” Rick’s message read. Raymond stared at the image, his mind racing. What is she doing? Is she…sucking ? No, she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. But deep down, he knew. Lili was his wife, but she was also a woman with desires—desires he could never fully satisfy. And Rick… Rick was the kind of man who could bring those desires to life. Then, the phone buzzed again. This time, it was an audio file. Raymond hesitated for a moment before pressing play. The sound that came through was unmistakable. Gagging. Wet, sloppy gagging. And then, Lili’s voice, muffled but unmistakable, moaning around something filling her petite mouth. “Oh… oh god…” she whimpered, her voice trembling with both discomfort and arousal. “It’s too big… it’s too much…” Raymond’s cock hardened instantly, despite the knot of jealousy twisting in his gut. His imagination running wild —Lili on her knees, her lips stretched wide around Rick’s thick cock, her tongue swirling around the shaft as she struggled to take him deeper. He could almost see the way her eyes would water, the way her delicate hands would grip his thighs for balance, the way she’d look up at him with a mix of fear and desire. “You’re doing so good, baby,” Rick’s voice came through, deep and commanding. “Take it all. You can handle it.” Lili’s moans grew louder, more desperate. “I can’t… it’s too much…” she whimpered, but there was a hunger in her voice that Raymond had never heard before. A hunger that Rick had awakened. Raymond’s hand instinctively went to his own cock, his fingers tightening around the shaft as he imagined what was happening. But as soon as he touched himself, a wave of self-loathing washed over him. His cock felt so small, so inadequate, especially compared to the image his mind conjured of Rick’s thick, dominant member stretching Lili’s delicate lips. He hated himself for it, but he couldn’t help it. The thought of Lili being used like that, of her submitting to someone else—someone who could give her the pleasure he never could—turned him on more than anything he’d ever experienced. Yet, it also twisted a knife of insecurity deep in his gut. Why wasn’t I enough? he thought bitterly, his fingers trembling as they gripped his shaft. He could never make her sound like that—so desperate, so hungry, so utterly consumed by pleasure. Rick’s deep, commanding voice echoed in his mind, taunting him. “You’re doing so good, baby. Take it all. You can handle it.” Raymond’s cock throbbed, but his heart ached. He knew he could never satisfy Lili the way Rick did. He was too small, too weak, too damn pathetic. And yet, the thought of her coming home, flushed and trembling from Rick’s touch, made him harder than ever. He hated himself for wanting it, for needing it, for being unable to stop imagining her as Rick’s submissive slut. She’s mine, he tried to tell himself, but even that thought felt hollow. She might be his wife, but in that moment, she was Rick’s. And deep down, he knew she always would be. --- When Lili finally walked through the door, Raymond was still sitting on the couch, his mind reeling. She looked… different. Her hair was slightly dishevelled, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen. She was still wearing the dress, but it was wrinkled now, as if it had been tugged at in a hurry. “Hey,” she said softly, her voice tinged with a nervousness that didn’t go unnoticed. “Sorry I’m late. We just… lost track of time.” Raymond forced a smile, his eyes scanning her for any sign of what had happened. He could smell it on her—the faint scent of Rick’s cologne, mixed with something else. Something musky, primal, unmistakable. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice tight. “How was it?” Lili shrugged, avoiding his gaze. “It was fine. Just drinks. Nothing crazy.” Nothing crazy. The words echoed in Raymond’s mind as he watched her walk toward the bathroom. She was lying. He could sense it. Could feel it in the way she moved, the way she avoided his eyes, the way her body seemed to hum with an energy he’d never seen before. As the bathroom door closed behind her, Raymond leaned back on the couch, his mind racing. He knew the truth. Lili hadn’t just had drinks with Rick. She’d done something else. Something she wasn’t ready to admit. And as much as it hurt him, as much as it tore him apart… he couldn’t deny the way it made him feel. The way it made him want her even more. “I’m going to bed,” Lili called out from the bathroom, her voice soft, almost apologetic. “Goodnight, Ray.” “Goodnight,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He sat in the darkness, listening as she moved around the bedroom, her footsteps light and hesitant. He could still smell Rick on her, the scent lingering in the air like a taunt. As he sat there, his cock throbbing in his pants, he couldn’t help but wonder… if life would ever be the same.

9 June 2025

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I met a guy from this site a few weeks ago. He picked me up, and we drove to the lookout up off South Road. Driving there he wanted me to hold onto his cock, was about 7inch cut, and it was hard the whole way there. We parked. I put on my wig and glasses, he pulled his pants half down. I rubbed his balls as I put a condom on him and went down on the head, his dick felt extra wide giving head side on, I really liked it. I was wearing loose track pants and a black G. He slid my pants down and grab and squeeze my little bum cheek his other hand on the back of my head pushed me down, deeper on his cock. I held more than half of his dick in my throat and stayed still as he flexed it. Was so hot. I started the slow deep sucking strokes I like to do, after 20mins he got excited he held my head with two hands to start fucking my face, his hips were pushing up I started gagging when he'd thrust from his head to more than 5inches in and out of my mouth, that was fun but after 2mins he said I'm cumming take it you fuckin little slut. It was a good experience until that!

9 June 2025

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We met for drinks, just that. A casual evening with a male friend and a woman we’d both just recently met. There were no plans, no expectations just flirtation dancing at the edge of possibility. But the chemistry was immediate. Electric. She was magnetic, effortlessly sensual. And despite all my self-definitions—“straight,” “curious ” I found myself drawn to her in a way that bypassed logic and labels. She leaned in closer with each sip of wine, her laugh low and knowing, her hand brushing mine like it had every right to be there. The conversation turned suggestive, teasing. By the third glass, it wasn’t a question of if we’d get a hotel room it was just when. We practically stumbled into the suite, intoxicated by wine and lust and something else more primal….the need to explore. I had told myself a thousand times what I would never do. That night, I did all of it. I kissed her first softly at first, then deeper, more urgently. She tasted like wine and mischief. When she pushed me back onto the bed and slid down between my thighs, I didn’t stop her. I spread for her like I’d been aching to all along. The sensation of her mouth on me was… indescribable. It was nothing like I’d known before. She licked and sucked like she knew my body better than I did like she was coaxing out every drop of pleasure I didn’t even know I was holding back. My back arched, my breath caught, and I lost all control. I couldn’t even speak only moan, only beg. It was something I didn’t know I needed so badly. Something I wish I’d experienced more, much more. The softness of a woman’s tongue, the focused, intimate way she tasted me like she wanted every part of me that’s a kind of pleasure that ruins you for anything else. And then I told them I wanted to watch. I wanted to see everything. My friend didn’t hesitate. Clothes disappeared, bodies tangled, and I sat back on the chair, legs parted, hand between my thighs, captivated. They moved with abandon, each thrust and cry fueling my own pleasure. I watched her body tremble beneath him, watched him lose control, and I couldn’t look away. In that moment, I wasn’t just turned on. I was transformed. Every old inhibition melted under the heat of that room. Every fear I’d ever held around desire, around identity, around control, I let them all go. I was nothing but sensation and freedom and fire. And I’ve never felt more alive.

8 June 2025

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It's had been on my mind for years but never acted on it as I was in a relationship but the fantasy was always there. After splitting up I decided to explore my fantasy. Where could I find a bi couple who want a discrete curious guy to play with. As you guys know, a true bi couple who that are genuine are hard to find but I hit the Jackpot. It was an evening on here and I got a reply to meet at the bar in town with a no couple who wanted one guy to play with. From the moment we met , I could feel the excitement and the great eye contact we all had. After about 20 mins we decided to go back to their place and explore. Once in their home they sat me down in the lounge and they both sedately took their clothes off and started kissing each other while looking over at me occasionally and said, enjoy watching for a while but don't come join till we say. Omg , that was so sexy to watch them kiss then take turns giving each other oral. All of a sudden they turned it me and said , you have been a good boy, come over here for your reward. This led me to a very naughty fulfilling 12 months of sexual bliss. Now I want to see about exploring further. Sometimes fantasises do come true. 😀

8 June 2025

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As I am currently searching for a rental property, I have to go to a lot of inspections each week. A few days ago I had a viewing in a brick unit complex. Luckily for me, I was the only one that showed up and the agent was a cute little hottie. She was young and wearing a black business like outfit, skirt, white shirt and black jacket with black shoes to match. I saw her outside the building when I was pulling up in my car. I walked up the stairs to level one and knocked on the door. She answered and I asked her if anyone else was coming, she said just one other person was registered. Anyway, I asked her for a tour, and she obliged. She lead the way and I followed her, glancing constantly at her rear end and her sexy legs. She was a short hot pocket rocket, with a nice set of tits. She showed me the modern kitchen, living area, bathroom and then the two bedrooms, talking about any features along the way. Back into the living area, I asked her about the number of applications they had received, she said only a few. I asked her if she enjoyed working in real estate, and she replied its okay, not as good as strip dancing, which she said she used to do and was better money. I smiled and asked her to show me a move or two? She put her hand on my shoulder and spun me around, and pushed me down so I was seated on the floor. She then turned around and started twirking her bum in my face. I asked her if I could touch her on the waist, she said, go ahead. Her body felt firm a I started to feel warm, she then bent over and I could see her little black g-string and the outline of her pussy. It was at that moment, I knew something could happen here. I stood up and we started to kiss. My hands on her arse cheeks and her hands slowly undoing my belt. She unzipped my pants and they dropped to the ground. I pulled down her thong and started to rub her moist pussy, slipping a finger in there. She crouched down and put my cock in her mouth and started to suck it. After a couple of minutes or so, she grabbed her handbag, found a condom and pushed me to the floor. She grabbed my cock again and started tugging it and sucking the tip. She then put the condom on and jumped onto me and put my cock into her pussy. I was laying down and she started to ride me cowgirl. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I grabbed her butt cheeks as she moved up and down. I then undid her shirt buttons and pulled the front of her bra down and grabbed her beautiful tits. She leaned down so I could suck her nipples as she rode me. The floor was carpeted and comfortable. After maybe 10 minutes, I asked her for some doggy and she she said, sure. She got on her knees and bent over and I started to pump her from behind. She had a tiny little arse hole which was sexy and made me even more horny. I drove her for maybe 10 minutes before finally ejaculating and filling up the condom with a huge amount of cum. She had actually orgasamed too, a couple of minutes earlier. Lucky I was the only person to show up and it was just the two of us. What a nice tuesday morning shag.

7 June 2025

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Michail, a 37-year-old man with a penchant for older women, was walking through the bustling hallway of the audition casting when he saw her. Lauren, a single woman in her 50s, stood out among the crowd of hopefuls. Her confidence and poise were undeniable, and he recognized her instantly from her acting credits. He had seen her in a few films and had always admired her. He approached her, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. "Lauren," he said, his voice steady despite the strange nervousness he felt as if he was 18 again. "Lauren, right?" he asked again, just to make sure. She turned to him, her eyes sparkling with recognition. "Yes, that's me. And you are?" "I'm Michail," he replied, extending his hand. "I work here. I saw you in 'Midnight Serenade'—you were incredible." Lauren's smile widened, and she shook his hand. "Thank you, Michail. That's very kind of you to say." Michail's mind raced with possibilities. He had always been drawn to older women, and Lauren was the epitome of elegance and allure. He knew he had to have her. "Would you like to come backstage? I have a private room where we can talk more." Lauren raised an eyebrow but agreed, intrigued by his offer. Michail led her through a maze of corridors until they reached his private room. The moment the door closed behind them, he couldn't resist any longer. He pulled her close, his hands gripping her hips firmly. Lauren gasped, surprised by his boldness. "Michail, what are you doing?" "Something I've wanted to do for a long time," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. He spun her around and bent her over his lap, his hand landing firmly on her ass. Lauren yelped, more from surprise than pain. "Michail!" she exclaimed, but he could feel her body responding to his touch. He spanked her again, harder this time, and she let out a moan. "More," she begged, her voice husky with desire. Michail grinned, his cock throbbing in his pants. He spanked her again and again, each smack echoing in the room. Lauren's moans grew louder, her body writhing against his lap. He could feel her wetness through her pants, and it drove him wild. "Please, Michail," she begged, her voice breathless. "I need more." Michail stood up, pulling her with him. "Let's go to my place," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I have a private room there too." Lauren nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. They took his car service to his place, the tension between them palpable. The moment they were inside his apartments bedroom, Michail wasted no time. He pushed her against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers. Lauren's hands roamed his body, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. Michail's hands found the hem of her dress, pulling it up and over her head. He tossed it aside, his eyes feasting on her naked body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Lauren moaned, her head falling back against the wall. He trailed kisses down her neck, his hands exploring every inch of her body. He dropped to his knees, his fingers hooking into her panties and pulling them down. He buried his face in her pussy, his tongue licking and sucking. Lauren's hands gripped his hair, her hips grinding against his face. He could feel her wetness coating his chin, and it only spurred him on. Michail stood up, his cock hard and throbbing. He spun Lauren around, bending her over the bed. He entered her from behind, his dick sliding into her wet pussy. Lauren cried out, her body arching back against him. He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. The room filled with the sound of their flesh slapping together, their moans and groans echoing off the walls. Michail's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her body trembling with each thrust. He leaned down, his teeth grazing her ear, nibbling and breathing deep making her further tense and shiver in lust. Lauren moaned, her body shaking with pleasure. "Yes, Michail. Fuck me harder." Michail grinned, his hips moving faster. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, his dick pounding into her pussy. Lauren's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him as she came. Her scream of pleasure filled the room, and it sent Michail over the edge. He came hard, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Michail pulled Lauren close, his arms wrapping around her. They lay there for a moment, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Michail's cock was still hard, and he could feel Lauren's body responding to his touch. He knew this night was far from over. Michail flipped Lauren onto her back, his body covering hers. He entered her again, his dick sliding into her lubricated pussy. He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. Lauren's hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body trembling with each thrust...

7 June 2025

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James felt a mild sense of trepidation as well as excitement as he created a couple’s profile on Adult Matchmaker. He had a single’s profile and had read a story on it that closely matched his own fantasy, this being seeing his wife, Karen, tease a stranger’s cock to full erection and eruption, all without her knowing it had been pre-arranged. The author was in the same general area but the profile disappeared before James could make contact to check on how it was going. James responded to all messages on the new profile, and eventually agreed to meet Ben, with whom he clicked. Over a beer, the plan was made, with both Ben & James acknowledging that the best laid battle plans end up in the bin after the first shot is fired. James and Karen bumped into Ben, the stranger as far as Karen was aware, while out walking and the three of them chatted easily. They arranged to meet for sundowners at the house that Ken had rented for the weekend. The glass of wine, snacks and conversation flowed pleasantly as they sat on the balcony overlooking the ocean. It wasn’t difficult to steer the conversation to a more raunchy level. James and Ben had agreed that the format of the fantasy that James had read about seemed plausible, this being to have a glass of wine and create the ambience. Ben’s conversation turned to his travels, and he handed his iPad to Karen to flick through images. She came to one of Ben’s soft cock protruding from his pants. She quickly glanced at her husband who was distracted and was looking elsewhere - by design. She moved on and the next image showed the cock at half mast. The next one, which she lingered for an extra half second on, was Ben’s fully hard cock. She continued through all the images and handed the iPad back, with Ben making sure his hands touched hers. A bit later Ben walked past a standing Karen and brushed his hand over her legs and pussy on the way. She didn’t overtly react, apart from checking to ensure James had not seen it. It then came out that Ken was a physio(he was actually an artist, but the truth was not going to get in the way of a good plan). Karen laughed when James suggested Ken give her a neck massage, so Ken ambled over and started rubbing her shoulders, neck and arms. It wasn’t long before Karen’s eyes closed and her body was rocking to the massage. Every time Ken massaged her biceps and triceps, he contrived to brush against her breasts. It was affecting Karen as was evidenced by her hardening nipples. James excused himself to go to the loo, and Ken’s hands moved over Karen’s nipples. She moaned softly as his fingers rolled and squeezed them gently through the fabric. Ken guided Karen’s hand to the bulge in his pants and she rubbed the back of her hand over his cock before putting both her hands back into her lap. When James returned, Ken was just finishing and he went and sat down again. Karen’s nipples and Ken’s cock had not gone unnoticed by James, but he pretended to be oblivious. At the end of the night they agreed to meet up again the following day. The next evening followed a similar path as the previous one, but escalated quicker to another neck, shoulder and arm massage, and this time Ben made it more obvious he was touching Karen’s breasts. Again her nipples started hardening up and James eventually broke the ice and mentioned how pleasant it was to watch. He challenged Ken to haul his cock out, and after some objection and banter, with Karen not saying anything, he conceded and pulled it through his zipper to dangle in full view while moving around to massage Karen’s shoulders from the side. It slowly grew, until it was at an impressive half mast. James dared Ben to move further around. Karen could not help stealing surreptitious glances, which made Ken’s full hard-on come on quickly. James asked Karen to pull it, at which Ken guided her hand to its shaft. She moved her hand up and down its length, over and over, squeezing pre-cum out and rubbing it over his head. Ken lifted Karen’s top and bra over her breasts and continued his caressing of her boobs and nipples. They were both lost in their own sensations, with Karen moving up and down Ken’s cock faster and faster. His hips bucked, and he made a guttural noise as his cock erupted.

7 June 2025

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While I’d had a few threesomes and moresomes in the past with an ex, this is a story about the first time I was asked to join a couple as their third. Most stories start back and forth messaging over an extended period of time before everyone is comfortable and a suitable time is found to meet everyone's busy schedules. But not this one. It was a Friday, and as I generally work from home I occasionally check the adult dating sites to break up the day, and hopefully stumble across a nice profile or 2. So I had done a search for couples looking for guys, and I then started clicking the next button to quickly view each one of them to see if I may be a match for any of them. After about 10 mins of well used break time I went back to work, but with the dating site still open on a screen next to me. I noticed a message had arrived in my inbox and went to check it out. “Hey mate, noticed you viewed our profile. Any chance you are free tonight to play with me and my partner?” I had no plans, and offers like this don’t often come along out of the blue, but I’m also not one to just say yes without a bit more communication. So I replied letting them know that I was indeed free, and keen if all three of us could do a group chat beforehand. After a bit of back and forward I found out he had been given the task of finding an extra guy for the night and thought I sounded like the right person. He asked for a face pic to share with his partner to see if she approved, and if she did, would then setup a group. Within minutes of sending the pic a group chat appeared on my phone. “Hi this is Mary here, Keith just shared your pic. Mmmmmmm” (Names changed to protect to pleasured). Mary exchanged some pics of herself (PG rated) which clearly showed she was a very attractive larger built lady with boobs that obviously needed the attention of 2 guys. It seemed everyone was keen, so they arranged for me to meet them at their apartment at 7:30 that night. I arrived, rang the doorbell and was let into the building and made my way up to their apartment, and knocked on the door. I was welcomed with a warm friendly kiss from Mary and firm handshake and smile from Keith. I had bought with me a bottle of bubbly from my cellar collection and gave it to Mary as I entered their apartment. After some small talk Keith offered me a beer, while Mary excused herself and disappeared to the bathroom. Keith and I sat on the couch and started talking like we were old friends. It was easy and relaxed and we learned about each other's pasts and Mary and Keith’s history together. I didn't think much of Mary heading to the bathroom until I heard the shower start. A little strange to jump in the shower just as a guest arrives, but then again it was a busy Friday so maybe she just ran out of time. Keith started making subtle hints that I should go and see if Mary needed a hand in the shower. They were very subtle and I didn’t pick up on it until we heard the shower stop. I’m not sure if they had both planned for that scenario to happen, or if Keith was just being a bit naughty. Mary eventually reappeared wearing a loose fitting dress that clearly showed plenty of cleavage and the lace around the bra she was sporting underneath. I offered to pour us all some wine. Mary sat at the table while I poured 2 glasses and Keith grabbed himself a beer. As I handed Mary the glass she commented how well a nice shoulder massage would go with the wine. I made a cheeky reply about how she'd be welcome to massage my shoulders, while at the same time moving behind the chair she was sitting on. The shoulder massage didn’t last for long before my hands found their way down the front of her dress and started to massage her very ample breasts. Some how she had mastered a way of encouraging me to move from shoulders to breasts with very little instruction, she just moved her body in ways that guided my hands down, until they were where she wanted them. Mary sat on the chair and enjoyed the attention to her breasts for some time before sliding the top of her dress down and then leaning forward to allow me to remove her bra. As her breasts were now free, I took to one side and started to nibble and suck on her nipples as she let out small sighs of pleasure. Keith took his place on her other breast and we both focused our attention on paying tribute to these amazing breasts. By now I could feel a growing bulge pushing against my jeans. It was one of those uncomfortable bulges you get when your dick is not in a great location to allow for growth, and you can’t really adjust yourself without ruining the moment. Luckily it was at this point that Mary decided that since she was down to just her sexy underwear, Keith and I were overdressed. She stood up from the table, gave each of us a kiss and instructed us to remove our shirts. As we were doing this she commenced rubbing the bulge in my pants, and licking her lips with knowing little glint in her eye. I can’t recall how we got our clothes off, but it happened quickly and Mary was on her knees taking turns sucking mine and Keith's cock. It was very teasing at first, slow licks up and down the shaft and little kisses to the head, and then she would switch cocks. Then she would come back and tease a little further, taking the head our of cock in her mouth and rolling her tongue over the top, before kissing down the shaft and changing cocks again. This build up kept going until she was taking both of us in her mouth at the same time and then deep throating us individually. I was on the edge of exploding everywhere but managed to control myself long enough to suggest Mary move to the couch so she could receive some of what she just gave us. Mary guided me to the couch while Keith went and got himself another beer. Mary sat on the couch, lifted her hips so I could slide her underwear off. She pulled me up to her face to steal a kiss, a kiss which lasted what felt like many minutes. Keith sat at the other end of the couch, as I made my way down her chest, stopping to pay some attention to her breasts before eventually settling in between her wanting lips. I licked her slowly, parting her lips further with every tongue stroke until I could eventually feel her wetness on my tongue. Her finger tips massaged my scalp as I gently explored her with my tongue. I could feel, and hear her moans as my tongue traced over her clit and then explored her insides. I kept teasing her this way for awhile and then applied some gentle suction to her clit, and at the same time flicked it with my tongue. This sent Mary over the edge, as she came in waves and waves. I held the suction on her clit until she couldn’t take anymore and was trying to squirm out from under my tongue. I came up and gave her a kiss, and the only words she could get out of her mouth was “wow, ohh wow”. Once she gained the ability to speak again, the next words were very clear. “I need to be fucked now”. Mary and I both got up and walked to the table to take a sip of our drinks. We then headed back to the couch. I sat in the corner and motioned for Mary to get me hard again after that short break. This did not take long, and her talented mouth had me to full attention. While Mary is sucking me, I’m trying to encourage Keith to get behind Mary and start fucking her. He appears reluctant but eventually starts playing with her, and I can feel by the movements of her mouth on my cock that she is fully enjoying whatever is happening back there. She seems ready to be fucked and I motion to Keith to take his rightful place behind Mary and start the fucking. He appears to decline and suggests he wants to see me fuck her. All this communication between Keith and myself was happening using face and hand gestures while Mary was head down, cock in her mouth and oblivious to what was going on between us. Eventually Keith started fucking Mary from behind, while Mary continued her exploration of my cock with her mouth. Now getting a head job from a women who is being fucked at the same time is one of the most intense head jobs you can get. May would stop and just squeeze my cock when Keith hit the right spots, and then she would suck like her life depended on it when Keith would speed up. It is truly a mind blowing experience. After about 10 minutes of this Keith motioned for us to swap. I got up from the seat, wrapped myself up and slide into Mary from behind. Mary was bent over the couch, and after her first massive orgasm, was still extremely wet. We fucked like this for a minute or 2 before she was ready for a change of position. She pushed me onto the couch and mounted me, and started to ride me reverse cowgirl. Meanwhile Keith had gotten another beer and was watching us fuck from the kitchen table. It's about this point in time I start to realise that he was after a bull for his partner and wanted to watch more than join in. Up until now I was expecting this to be an all in threesome where we both pleasure Mary for hours. Now I’m totally ok with being a bull, but the lack of communication probably resulted in us not being on the same page for tonight's proceedings. Mary and I kept fucking on the couch for about 15 mins, swapping positions. At one point she was lying on the couch, I’m pounding her, she’s having another orgasm, and I look up to see Keith is outside walking around and having a cigarette. This suddenly distracts me from what I’m doing with Mary, and all I can think is, “I’m fucking this guys girlfriend while he’s outside the window having a cigarette. How many people are currently in this situation.” That little distraction didn’t last long, and possibly put me over the edge as I came bucket loads, and then collapsed onto Mary’s heavy breathing body. I could feel her chest lifting the weight of my body with every big breath. By this time Mary and I are seriously sweaty and in need of a break and a drink. Mary slipped on her dress and I, my Tshirt and jocks. It wasn’t a very warm night, so once we stopped we needed to get into some clothes. We grabbed our drinks and went out on the balcony to watch the city lights, but it started to get a bit too cold for the few items of clothing we had on, so we headed back inside. Once inside Keith wanted to see the action start again, and told Mary to start sucking me. She didn’t even hesitate, she turned gave me a kiss, rubbed my cock through my jocks and then pulled them down in one motion as she went to her knees. We hadn't had a long break, but she had my cock back to attention in no time. Keith then wanted me to fuck her from behind over the couch. Mary bent over the couch exposing herself to me. I wasn’t quite ready to start fucking her again, and wanted tease her a bit with my fingers before just diving straight in. So I reached down and started rubbing my fingers across her lips, finding the area to still be wet and ready for more. My fingers were lubed up by her juices almost instantly and two fingers quickly found there way deep inside her. Mary moaned in pleasure as I slowly moved my fingers around inside her, while also just slightly guiding them in and out. Keith really wanted to see us fuck, and requested again that I fuck her. The situation had now turned from an almost Cuckold situation to a director demanding more from his cast. So I got behind Mary and started fucking her over the coach. This time she was bent over, her breasts bouncing forward and back with every thrust, and Keith asking her if she likes that, and if she wants it harder. Each time she said yes to harder, Keith would request I go harder. This went on for about 20 minutes until Mary and I couldn’t keep fucking while standing any longer. We were totally sweating and dripping from the sex, there was no way I could put my clothes on without a quick shower. Mary showed we to the shower, laid out a towel while I went under the water. A couple of minutes later she returned to join me in the shower and thank me for a wonderful night. She also apologised for Keith maybe getting a little bit too drunk. Keith messaged the next day to apologise for getting a little drunk. We tried to setup other meets, but the dates just never worked and then they moved interstate.

7 June 2025

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My first time admittedly was through adult match maker 18 years ago and it was an unbelievable experience. It was an older couple and they were looking for a third participant. I arrived and the woman was in the hot tub, I stripped off and joined her there getting comfortable with some small talk and groping. Her partner brought her to the bedroom and I was watching them fuck getting very excited. He gave her a creampie as she screamed for more. She sucked him dry as she called me over. I went in for sloppy seconds and came so fast but it was amazing. Afterwards we returned to the hot tub and I was given a hand job while I fingered her and it was so good I came again. One of my biggest fantasy is creampie as it's quite fulfilling. I want to receive a creampie and long for a throatpie. I am throbbing as I'm writing this, I'm excited to meet you and take your cock deep in my ass and throat. Please cum and say hello so that we can meet our fantasies. I am also into anal fisting and gaping, intrigued to try a double penetration.

7 June 2025

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

6 June 2025

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I was out in my shed one night just doing a tidy up after a few odd jobs had been done and tools and things were everywhere. I hear the door open and in you came with a dressing gown on and wet hair. Walking over to the bench and lifting yourself up and onto a mechanics stool I have at the bench, round seat and padded back that can swivel. "What ya up to" I ask, you reply "just had a shower to freshen myself up". "Mmmm, You smell amazing" I say "and you know I love the wet hair look". You move and swivel the seat around to more face me and get my attention and say " well, yeah I was hoping you might want to work on me a little while you're in the mood for doing some work in the shed". As I turn around, I watch you open your dressing gown to reveal your naked body below and lifting 1 leg up onto the work bench, swinging the other open to reveal your amazing pussy. "Well I think I would certainly like to help you there and work on whatever you need" I say, as I make my way over to you and move between your legs we start to kiss, slowly and passionately at first and gradually getting more intense the longer we go. Placing my hands on your hips I slowly lower myself and start kissing your neck as you lift your head so I can kiss more of your neck and after a few minutes I lower myself a little further down and start kiss, lick and suck each of your nipples in turn, making them harder as they get more and more attention, every so often moving back up to kiss you and checking if you are liking the work I'm doing so far. As I can see and hear your breathing getting heavier as the pleasure is building within you I lower myself down to my knees, running my tongue over your belly and eventually with my face between your legs I guide my tongue to your clit, slowly tickling it with the tip of my tongue, guiding it over the outside of your pussy lips and every so often just over the gap between your pussy lips. Back up to your clit for a bit more teasing and then down between your now very wet and warm pussy lips, guiding my tongue deep between them and down to your pussy entrance , rolling the tip of my tongue around the entrance of your pussy and then slowly pushing my tongue inside you while taking your pussy lips between my lips and sucking each of your lips in turn, pulling my head back while sucking and stretching them away from your pussy. Back in to try and get my tongue further inside you each time and decrease the suction on your pussy lips and moving back up to tease your clit now and then, until you tell me you want to cum now. Placing my lips over your clit I start to suck it and flick it with the tip of tongue, getting more intense as your excitement builds and you start to thrust your hips towards me, pressing the flat of my tongue on your clit and applying so much pressure to it your clit tries to escape out each side of my tongue, rolling my tongue around on it and eventually just flicking your clit with the tip of my tongue as I know you're about to explode. After a little more time it becomes too much for your clit to stand and you lift your hips thrusting them forward and moaning deeply as you cum hard after all the teasing your pussy has endured. Once you have had enough and cant take anymore I get up off my knees and back up to kiss you and let you slowly come back down. While we are kissing I feel your hand reach between legs and through my jeans you start to play with my already hard cock. "I think you'd better use this on me know" you say and as I move backward to unzip and drop my jeans and boxers you stand on the foot rest and turn yourself around on the stool, now facing backwards with your legs under each side of the back rest you move your ass back until the backs of your knees are hitting the back of the stool allowing your pussy to be completely clear of the seat. Lowering your chest down over the back rest. I move over behind you, grabbing hold of your hips and slide my rock hard inside your amazingly wet pussy and slowly guide myself inside you, the feeling of your pussy taking the whole length of my cock and watching my cock fuck your pussy faster and harder, listening to your pleasure of enjoying every thrust of my cock in and out drives me crazy and all combined together make me get faster, more and more the absolute pleasurable feelings from the moment make me need to explode inside you and with 1 last deep thrust and loud moan I have to let myself cum deep inside you, slowing down my thrusts because I just want to keep feeling the head of my cock inside your amazing pussy eventually the intensity makes my cock so sensitive I have stop. You sit back up while I'm still inside you and I move my hands up from your hips to your tits, while holding them I start kissing your neck and say "well that was the best job I've ever had to do in the shed". "I think you might to repeat that work more often" you say.

4 June 2025

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