My sister made a start on the packing but it was too much for her. She'd managed to sell our mums house & now we had to get it ready to hand over. I go up alone and get into clearing out the years of crap my parents had collected. I'd been going a few hours when there was a knock at the door, I was dusty & sweaty from the work and not in the mood for people, so just kept working. They knocked again. I guess they weren't going away. I open the door to a slightly older women. "Sorry to bother you, I'm the real estate agent, I was hoping to quickly take some photos for the buyer. I saw someone here & thought I'd come knock. Is that ok?" I invite her in and we make the normal small talk around introductions, then I leave her to it and get back to sorting through the cupboards. Shortly after she came and told me she forgot some things from the office for my sister, would I be here in an hour. I say yes and she takes off. When she comes back, she knocks and opens the door before calling out. She comes in but she had changed. I make a comment and she smiles, impressed I noticed. It was hard not too, she had a loose flowing summer dress on now, much less formal showing off her figure much more. I complement her and she blushes slightly, "Its nice to be noticed by a younger man". "Whats not to notice, and as for younger, I doubt it. Oh I forgot to thank you before, for a great job on selling the house, Thanks". "We'll it was a great price, I sometimes feel like most clients don't appreciate my work." As she says this she runs her hand down my arm. As her hand gets towards mine, I grasp it, I'm feeling bold & my wife hasn't been intimate with me for years. "I appreciate it, more than you could imagine, I'd love to show you how much. . . " my words trail off as I look down, slightly embarressed I just tried that, but she doesn't let go of my hand, but slightly pulls me as she walks towards the kitchen. As we enter the kitchen she lets go and sits up on the bench, I walk up between her legs as grab her thights, "Show me!" She gets out before kissing me passionately, we continue to kiss and feel each other up like school kids. I work her G string off and kiss inside her thighs. The smell of her moist pussy almost has me cum as I sink my face in. She moans as I start on her clit. She grabs my head and holds it against her as she starts moaning louder and soon climaxes. She stands up drops her dress, she is stunning, perky tits for a lady her age, and she obviously works out. We both rip my cloths off and start kissing and groping each other again. I pick her up and we continue kissing as I slide right in, push her into the fridge, we slowly fuck until she pushes herself off me and turns around, poking her arse out. I take her from behind and reach around, one hand working her nipples, the other her clit again. As we both start to reach the peak, she quickly turns and drops to her knees, sucking me until I explode. She continues to suck, draining every drop, then comes up and kisses me, still with my cum in her mouth. We kiss passionately again. We head up stairs to the bathroom & jump in the shower together where we again find the energy to start over, this time more slowly, I deliberately exploring her body more, touching, kissing, testing every inch of her, making her beg me to fuck her again. This goes on for the next few hours until it's dark. We eventually dress and part ways, but I offer to clean the house each day until it's finished, each time the agent stops by. At this rate, I dont think I'll get it packed.

18 July 2023

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The casino was crowded. He was the only one dressed in a tuxedo. He felt out of place amongst the poker machines and neon lights. Adelaide Crown Casino wasn’t the same as those on the French Riviera. Instead of luxury, style and money, Crown was nothing but beer, poker machines and crass bogans. He sighed. His life hadn’t really been the same since he spent a drunken weekend fucking Miss Moneypenny and he never called her back. The vindictive power of the boss’s secretary. His assignment was simple. Contact the Australian agent, exchange information without the ‘other side’ finding out, and return home to London. “Now, where could ‘Kylie’ be?” He thought. Trying, unsuccessfully, to blend in, he roamed between the noisy poker machines. Each one seemed to be louder and more brightly coloured than the last. The noise and flashing lights gave him a headache. Several people stopped him and made drink orders. He nodded to each person and wordlessly pocketed the money. He went to the bar. “Whadill it be luv,” the blousy barmaid asked.For a brief moment he considered a dry martini but he didn’t think that was possible.  “Gin and tonic, a double, no ice, please” “We got beer, light beer for gays and dry sherry for the “ladies”. What are you?” He sighed again. It was going to be a long night. He was just about to order a beer when a young woman tapped him on the shoulder. “Who does a girl have to suck to get a drink around here?” He recognised the code phrase. “Dip me in honey and throw me to the nymphomaniacs,” she continued. She smiled at him. He looked at her. Her blue eyes complemented her blonde shoulder length hair. Her tiny cropped t-shirt barely covered her fantastic breasts. There was nothing but skin under the small bit of fabric. It had once been a band shirt but now it was just “Rolling”, the Stones were long gone. Mick Jagger would have been proud of the way she filled her jeans. They were so tight it looked like they had been painted directly into her skin. Not that she would know who Mick Jagger was, as she was barely 25 and Mick was in his 80’s. “Do you have the ‘stuff’? “ he asked. “Nah babe. Do I look like I’m carrying nuclear codes in these jeans?” She laughed as she spun around. Her peachy arse was ripe for plucking. “But I like the size of the hard drive you have in your pants.” She laughed. “We better get outta here. I don’t like the way those guys at the pool table are looking at you.” “I agree. They are waiting for their drinks. Let’s go.” He grabbed her hand and dragged her through the crowd towards the dance floor. The music was thumping and the strobing disco lights were cutting into his brain. He could feel the headache growing. Boston’s “ More Than A Feeling” would be stuck in his head for eternity. Unconsciously he started to hum. Three large men in flannelette shirts approached. Three more were following. Effortlessly she spun to the left. Who could believe she could be so graceful wearing six inch cork wedges. They parted the crowd and made for the restrooms. “Not that way, we’ll be trapped! It’s better in the crowd,” he said as he stripped off his jacket and bow tie. Ducking and weaving their retraced their steps toward the darkness of the dance floor. Pulling her close to him, he leant over and hugged her as he searched for the thugs. It was the barmaid that caught his eye. The champagne bottle in her hand had wisps of smoke coming from the neck. She threw it out towards the dance floor. When the bottle bounced he realised how dangerous it was.  Before he could yell “it’s a bomb” the explosion erupted and he was thrown to the ground. With ears ringing, he picked up the limp body of the girl and ran to the exit. Out on the street, the cold night air revived the girl. Helping her to her feet his eyes were drawn to her nipples growing firm under her tight shirt. “This way,” she cried as they ran through the dark streets. Sirens sounded behind them. On they ran. He followed her, two paces behind. He watched her tight bum as she ran. He wanted to hold those cheeks in his hands. “We need to get off the street. Do you have somewhere we can rest for the night?”  Turning down a dark lane she ran to the entrance of an old building. Opening the door of the ground floor flat, they tumbled inside. She pulled all the curtains closed before turning on a light. There was a single bed in the corner of the one room apartment. A door to the tiny bathroom was open. There was no kitchen, just a tiny sink. She collapsed onto the bed. “Did you get hurt?” He asked, sitting beside her.  “I don’t think so,” she replied. “I had my back to the blast. Can you check me for injuries?” She peeled off her jeans effortlessly. “I didn’t feel anything but my adrenaline was pumping.” Soon she was wearing only the tiniest of g strings, lying on her stomach on the small bed. Her alabaster skin had no wounds but the first signs of a large bruise were visible around her left shoulder blade. Gently he massaged the area, her skin hot under his hands.  Turning on her side, exposing her full round breasts, she said “thank you, but is that blood on your shirt? You were closer to the blast than I was.” He stood to take off his shirt. It was torn in several places. Blood oozed from several small cuts. The results of the flying glass. Gently she used a damp cloth to clean his broad back. He’d had worse injuries falling off his pushbike as a boy, but he didn’t have a nurse like her when he was young. Standing before her as she rested on the bed, she asked “is there anything else that hurts? Anything I can kiss better?” Smiling, he undid his trousers. Smiling, she helped pull them down. With both hands she caressed his growing shaft. Softly she kissed the exposed knob, her lips lightly touching the eye of his penis. Remembering the code phrase needed to identify a friend, he said “Who does a girl have to suck to get a drink around here?” Pausing she grinned and replied “Dip me in honey and throw me to the nymphomaniacs.” Lying back she guided his solid penis down to her dripping cunt. He grabbed the tiny g string and tore it completely apart. A coldness crept into his eyes as the tip of his erection toyed with her vagina lips. Her eyes were closed as she waited for his first thrust. All the pain of the night was forgotten as he entered her, gently stretching until every inch had pushed deep inside her. She moaned. He grunted. Her legs locked around him like a vice, holding him tightly. His thrusts became faster. She could feel the tension in his body growing. Passion ignited her thighs. Waves of excitement washed over her every time his balls slammed against her. “Oh, fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck meeeeee!” She screamed in ecstasy. She didn’t notice his hand move. She never felt the cold stiletto blade touch the skin beneath her left breast. His final thrust coincided with the blade sliding into her heart. Pulling out, he shot is load across her belly. His spunk mingled with her blood as he withdrew the stiletto. “Fuck me, the dying words of a true nymphomaniac,” he said to no one in particular. Suddenly the door burst open. Standing with a gun in her hand was the barmaid from the Casino. The barrel was pointed at his navel. Keeping her eyes on his, she entered, closing the door behind her. Taking one step towards her, he said “Who does a girl have to suck to get a drink around here?” The barmaid glanced at his semi erect penis, a smile on her lips, but her eyes held no warmth. “Dip me in honey and throw me to the lesbians,” was her reply. He replied with the third part of the code sequence. “My mother warned me about night’s like this.” The barmaid visibly relaxed, but kept the gun pointed at him.  “You’ve got a lot of explaining to do. Do you always pick up sluts on a mission?” “She knew half the code phrase. I had to find out more.” He tried to explain. “Not now,” she said. “We have to go!” Gesturing to his nakedness, he said “I need a minute.” “I have a car outside. Grab something quickly” she replied, lowering the gun but keeping her eyes on his cock. The tea towel barely covered his groin but it gave him a level of security and confidence. Naked, he could fight, but dressed, even if only a tea towel, made him superior. The barmaid led the way out to the street, opening the door to a big black limo.  “Go,” she yelled as the door slammed shut. “They call me Honey. I’m instructed to take you to Kylie. It’s a two hour trip and the driver is sealed away and can’t see or hear anything going on back here. Any questions?”  “Honey, how sweet. Okay. Take me to Kylie, but remember, I have my own orders. Do you have what I need?” “This limo is fully equipped. There’s food, drink and an assortment of weapons. Of course the limo itself is bulletproof. The driver is one of my most trusted colleagues. He knows where we are going, but even he doesn’t know why.” While she spoke, he had been busy and found a nicely chilled bottle of champagne, popping and pouring two glasses. “Care to join me? These seats recline.” She smiled. “I feel overdressed.” Glasses clinked. The alcohol felt good. It warmed him and restored his body. He studied the barmaid. Not yet 30 he guessed. He suspected a fit body was hidden under the baggy Casino uniform. She moved with the grace of a tiger. He was glad that she was on his side, at least for now. The bottle was almost empty before she moved. Delicately, she touched the tea towel, exposing his relaxed manhood. Wordlessly, she approached, crawling on her hands and knees. Her hot breath on his balls started a chain reaction. His long limp penis began to move and grow. Her fingers cupped his balls. She kissed them both. Her nose pushed against his shaft. His erection was growing before her eyes. His hand touched her cheek. Their eyes met. She quickly shrugged off her clothes. Her body was better than he had imagined. She reclined on the full leather seats on the limo. She opened her legs, her completely shaved pussy beckoned him. “Let me show you why they call me Honey.” From her pocket she pulled out a small squeeze bottle of amber liquid. She dribbled a few drops on her finger then touched his lips. It was intoxicatingly sweet. He licked her finger then softly sucked the tip. Another couple of drops filled her navel before she drizzled a trail south towards her pussy. Eagerly he took the hint, but he started at the prize. His tongue laced with her honey caressed her pussy lips. Her sweetness filled his nose, her tangy scent lingering on his lips as his tongue pushed deep inside her. He worked hard, licking, teasing and sucking. His teeth teased her clit until he could feel her entire body move. She squirmed, her hands clasped tightly on his head. She guided him, up and down. Suddenly her back arched. Her thighs locked around his head. She pushed his mouth down firmly until he found it difficult to breathe. She squealed in delight as her climax overwhelmed her. Honey, mingled with her juices, filled his mouth. He took the bottle from her hand as she collapsed in delight. Carefully he circled her areola with amber sweetness then dropped just one drop onto her perfectly erect nipple. She quivered with anticipation.  His hot tongue lapped the rosy pink skin of her areola, tasting the sweetness of the honey but being careful not to touch the aroused nipple. He watched the honey slowly drip down and envelop her firm point. He felt her shiver despite the warmth from the car’s air conditioning. His mouth finally closed around her sweet nipple. His tongue reached out to take the honey. His lips sucked roughly, his teeth giving her a little nip. His hand was caressing her other breast, keeping her on the edge of excitement. She squirmed and wriggled, trying to position herself underneath him. She wanted more than his tongue. His erection was pushing against her thigh. Her hands were on his hips, guiding him. His mouth was moving. Every trace of honey was gone and his lips were lightly kissing her alabaster skin as they headed to her other breast. Honey had regained some of her composure. She had also found the bottle of honey. “My turn,” she whispered into his ear. His erection was everything she had dreamed of. Long and firm. Positioning herself away from his distracting lips, she took his shaft in one hand. It was a perfect fit. With a giggle, she poured honey onto his tip, covering the head with amber sweetness and watching as it dripped down onto her fingers. Her lips opened and her tongue licked his knob like a very grown up lollipop. She slurped and saliva coated his cock. Her sticky fingers rubbed him up and down. The more she sucked his tip, the more saliva dripped onto her fingers, making the wanking easier but no less sweet. Releasing his cock and wiping honey and spit onto her crotch, she straddled him. She was still wet from his earlier activities so his honey covered penis slid easily into her moist pussy. She moaned as the full length stretched her lips. He thrust deep into her.  They had both teased and been teased. It was time for the real thing. Sweat dripped down as they writhed, mingling with spit and honey. As she sat astride him, she could feel her own juices mixing with a satisfying plot each time she sat heavily on his lap. “Don’t cum too soon,” she commanded “I want you to shoot your load over my face. I want your honey flavoured cum in my mouth.” Seconds later he lifted her off his cock. Her hands grabbed him as she bent low. “Ugh” he grunted as a fountain of spunk pumped out of his penis. Cum splashed across her chest, drops hitting her cheeks and lips as she opened her mouth. Her honey coated fingers scooped up his essence from between her breasts and she eagerly sucked them clean. The steady rocking of the limo, the dull drone of the engine and his recent performances combined to lull him to sleep.  He woke up with a jerk. Honey was on her knees and her tongue was cleaning every last drop from his cock, balls and chest. His penis was responding as he moved to sit up. “Get dressed. We are nearly there,” she said reluctantly. “I found something that should fit you in the back of the limo.” The jeans were tight enough to stay up without a belt. The black T-shirt and tennis shoes were perfect. No sooner had he slipped his feet into the shoes, the limo slowed and stopped. The door opened. He emerged into the early dawn, unsure of his location. It looked like a quiet suburban street. White picket fences, manicured lawns and faceless anonymity. “This way. Kylie is waiting.” Honey had found a short denim miniskirt that looked several sizes too small and a button down shirt that had barely contained her ample breasts. She flounced her way into the house. The woman waiting for them in the lounge room was short, 5 foot 2 and she was wearing 2 inch heels. Dressed in gold lame’ hot pants and a tiny gold bikini top. With her long blonde hair and striking blue eyes, she would easily win a Kylie Minogue lookalike contest. Honey lightly kissed her on the lips. “Hi Boss,” she said. A sly grin crossed Kylie’s face as she licked her lips.  “Mmm, I can tell that you’ve been busy, Honey.” “I’m happy to fill you in,” replied Honey, as she sat on the lounge. “Later babe. Give me a status report first.” Kylie smiled. Honey blushed. “Pardon me, ladies,” he interrupted, “I’m here on business. We can discuss having pleasure when the task is completed.” “Of course,” said Kylie, “I have exactly what you want, do you have what I need?” “Depending on what you need. Satisfaction is guaranteed.” He glanced at Honey, giving her a knowing wink. “Let’s discuss the finer details over a drink.” He picked up a champagne bottle from a nearby ice bucket. Kylie walked to the corner bar and returned with three glasses. “Allow me to pop your cork,” she said and did. “Let’s drink to a successful mission. Cheers!” Together with Honey he clinked glasses. “Cheers,” they all said. Caught up in the moment, he drained his glass. “Wait a minute, not so fast.” Suddenly, his mouth went numb. The glass fell from his senseless fingers. His eyesight blurred as he watched Kylie and Honey embrace, laughing. His knees collapsed beneath him and his head slammed into the hardwood floor. Everything went dark. Gradually he came back to his senses. He was on his back on what felt like a very comfortable bed. He tried to sit up but his wrists and ankles were securely bound. He was naked. He craned his head. At the foot of the bed stood Kylie and Honey, both stark naked. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss. “Let’s begin,” said Kylie. She cupped one of Honey’s breasts and tenderly kissed her nipple. Her fingers teased Honey’s juicy pussy lips. Kylie could feel Honey’s swollen cunt. Kylie sucked hard on Honey’s tit while her fingers were seeking out her hot spots. A moan escaped Honey’s mouth as Kylie found her clitoris. Gently Kylie’s fingers massaged Honey’s clit. It was firm and wet. Back and forward went her fingers, teasing Honey, feeling her wetness grow. Kylie knew Honey was aroused and on the edge but her fingers didn’t stop. Honey’s whole body began to quiver. Slowly, long waves of ecstasy washed over her. Honey crumbled in Kylie’s arms. A deep seated sigh of contentment escaped from Honey’s lips as Kylie gently lay her on the bed, between his knees. “I’m enjoying this”, he said, “no need to stop now.” Kylie moved next to Honey. They kissed again. Honey grabbed his left knee, her hands massaging his strong thigh muscles. Kylie reached out to gently caress his balls. Honey kissed the back of his knee, her lips started to work their sweet way towards his groin. Kylie kissed his balls, softly drawing each one into her mouth, her tongue coating them with saliva. They felt like large grapes that she was tempted to crush. She relished the feeling of control it gave her. Honey had reached his shaft. She nudged Kylie. Open mouthed, they kissed, their chins hovered over his growing erection. He sighed. They looked at him and laughed. Honey went back to his shaft, licking it from base to tip. Kylie turned to straddle him, lowering her dripping cunt until it was inches from his mouth. He lifted his head to kiss her, but she sensed him moved slightly away. Bending over, Kylie’s lips settled on his ruby red knob. It was wet with his pre cum. She savoured his salty taste. Honey’s lips touched Kylie’s. His knob between them both. Kylie’s cunt was so wet a single drop of her juices fell onto his lips. His tongue extended as Kylie slowly sat on his face. It was too much for him. Without warning he climaxed. Hot spunk shot out surprising both Honey and Kylie. Kylie drank what she could. Honey licked the rest from Kylie’s face then they passionately kissed again. Kylie wriggled her hips, pushing down on his tongue. He struggled to breathe. Kylie moved. “Do you give up?” She asked. “The best is yet to come,” he finally managed to mumble. “You don’t have to release me, just give me a chance to show you what I can do with my cock.” “It seems a bit small for both of us,” leered Kylie. “Can you satisfy two cunts at once?” “Sit on it and find out,” he replied, sounding braver than he actually felt. “He is spent,” interrupted Honey. “I’ll revive him.” Immediately she began kissing and sucking his limp penis. The more she worked, the more his penis grew. Kylie watched him and waited, gently fingering herself. She would give him the opportunity to make her cum or he would die. It would give her pleasure either way. Eagerly she pushed Honey away. She had done her work. His penis was solid. It stood proudly again. Kylie was impressed. She straddled him again, her hands on his shoulders, her perky breasts resting on his chest. “Let’s begin again,” said Kylie. “Honey babe, you can watch and learn.” Honey sat in the corner. She had a large black dildo and her trademark bottle of honey. Kylie kissed him passionately on the mouth. He instinctively responded. Tongues entwined. Saliva was shared. Her belly rested on his. He could feel her nipples, like small pebbles, pushing into his skin. Her hips squirmed as she positioned herself closer and closer to his raging erection. Honey and her strap on dildo were good, but Kylie was looking forward to having a real man deep inside her. She felt the tip of his penis brush against her vagina. He strained at the bonds that held him down. His hips ached as he fought. Kylie laughed as her wet lips closed around his knob. He was powerless and she loved it. Her hand reached down to hold his shaft as she repositioned, sitting up. She was so wet that he slid easily as she pushed herself slowly onto his cock. Inch by inch he stretched her tight lips. With a sigh, she settled. She wriggled and grinned. It felt so good. Honey was moaning in the corner. Her legs were wide open and the dildo was deep inside her pussy. Her eyes were closed as she pumped rapidly. Kylie started to bounce up and down. Each downward thrust buried him further inside her cunt. She knocked against his balls and bounced up again.She felt like a rodeo rider, on top of a wild, untamed stallion. Kylie didn’t feel his hands as they guided her hips. She wasn’t aware that he had somehow slipped from his restraints, she was so lost in the escalating waves of passion that were rocking through her body. It felt so good that she closed her eyes and screamed as she climaxed. Honey had heard that scream many times before. She moved behind Kylie as she slumped on his hips, her petite body still impaled on his hard penis. Gently she lifted Kylie up, wrapping her in her arms, passionately kissing her hot mouth. Honey, in turn, positioned herself above his cock, while Kylie, recovering, moved to place her wet pussy on his eager mouth. Neither girl noticed his hands carefully assisting. Kylie’s swollen clit tingled as his tongue touched it softly. “God, you are good,” she murmured. Honey was kissing Kylie’s breasts as she lowered herself onto his penis. “Mmm” Honey replied. The dildo had excited Honey, stretching her lips and causing her pussy to be very wet. Nevertheless, his cock needed a helping hand to smoothly enter her. She didn’t notice it was his hand guiding his cock and his hand pulling her hips. The two girls were lost in their embrace as he worked on them both. It didn’t take long to bring Kylie to another shattering climax, her juices drenched his face. Honey squealed as Kylie bit her nipple in excitement. Honey, aroused at both ends, exploded in her own orgasmic delight. “Please don’t forget me,” he said, breaking the spell that enthralled both girls. They pounced on his erection, with carnal delight. Four hands and two eager mouths got to work. Tongues and fingers massaged saliva combined with both of their hot juices to lather his shaft. He sat up as his level of excitement became uncontrollable. His pent up passion escaped in spurts. Both girls were grinning as his spunk splashed across their faces. They kissed and slurped, laughing as his musky essence was released. His big arms enveloped them both, in a big bear hug. “Congratulations babe, you have satisfied all my requirements,” Kylie laughed. “After we have all had a shower together, I’ll get you the nuclear codes you want.” “Will you stay for breakfast,” asked Honey, “I have the perfect thing for your toast.” He grinned.

18 July 2023

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You lay there naked and blindfolded in the soft candle light. It’s warm and quiet on the fluffy blankets. As I slowly approach, I admire your perfectly rounded glutes and long muscular legs. You’ve just showered after a hard day’s work and are relaxed and comfortable. I stand naked in front of you, your face down, arms resting overhead. I kiss you on the back of the neck and begin to softly run my fingers through your hair. Slowly massaging your scalp, scrunching your hair in my hands and rubbing your ear lobes between my fingers. You smell my soft feminine sent and moan pleasantly. I slowly pour warm coconut oil onto your back and begin gently sliding my hands all over your back, neck and shoulders. As I reach down towards your lower back, my pubic mound touches on the back of your head and my soft bare bosom rests on your shoulders. I take my time to massage you, increasing the pressure until I finish with feather like touches and then move further down. I climb onto the bed and straddle your thighs. My pubic hair and pussy softly resting below your buttocks. I drip more oil onto your cheeks and some runs down your crack and over your balls. I enjoy massaging your arse and feel myself getting aroused watching your body move under my tender touch. Your skin is so warm, contours masculine and rugged . I finish your legs and feet, you roll over and I begin softly circling your temples and all around your face. You look so relaxed and at ease. I make my way across your chest, arms and legs. Now it’s my favourite part. I climb onto the bed and spread your legs apart as I kneel between them. The warm oil slowly trickles over your pubic hair and hard shaft. It runs down over your balls and into your crack. I feel very wet as I slowly begin moving the oil around your balls and penis. It feels so slippery and warm and your beginning to throb in my hand. In my mind I’m worshipping your glorious cock and thanking it for bringing me such joy, love and enjoyment. As I begin to move more deliberately now, you hear soft little moans leaving my lips as I become more and more aroused and excited. I straddle your leg and begin rubbing my pussy gently up and down your thigh. I’m massaging your balls, your ass crack and sliding my hands up and down and around your beautiful hard cock. I’m super juicy and need you so bad. After a while, I can feel you nearly there. This time, I climb on top of you and position myself ready to sit on your cock. I slowly start to slide down onto your big hard member, you tear off your blind fold and grab hold of my thighs and pull me down hard. I let out a cry of delight and ecstasy as I feel you deep inside me. You start pumping me and my boobies jump and jiggle. Nipples so hard and pointy and you begin to play with them. I run my hands through my hair as I feel myself begging to climax. I tell you how much I love your cock and fucking good it feels and we both reach climax together and its amazing. I lay forwards onto your chest as you hold me. Finally I roll beside you and lay my head on your chest. Mmmmm my favourite place. We both drift off to a peaceful sleep.

17 July 2023

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Let me tell you about the dream I had last night that left me wet and breathing deep. I meet at his place, already excited at what may lie behind the door. He has mentioned testing my limits - what does that entail? I was told to arrive with an open mind and ready to open my legs. I knock on the door and it open slowly, darkness is all I see. I take a few steps inside - hello?? Hands grasp mine, the door is slammed shut and I am pushed against the nearest wall. Lips lock onto mine, kissing me passionately. My hands are raised above my head with one of his hands while another travels down my body, finding my pussy instantly. Fingers work me into a frenzy. 'Come with me, I want you to try something new, you wanted to push boundaries, I think will definitely fit that definition'. I am led down a dimly lit hallway and into a room that is built for sex - gentle, sensual through to the darker kinkier type. St Andrews cross on one wall, what looks like a workout bench, ropes, whips well you get the idea. I take a deep breath, not knowing what he has in store for me. 'I want you to wear this and fuck me', something made of leather is placed in my hands. I look down and see leather and a dildo - I almost laugh, this is definitely the definition of stretching boundaries. I step into the strap on, it has an internal piece that I ask about. 'When you fuck me, this fucks you' He walks over to the work out bench and lays face down. 'I'm all yours baby'. I cuff him into place, wrists and ankles. He isn't going ANYWHERE, mine to fuck, tease, whatever. I pick up the lube and work some into his asshole. There is a buttplug on the table near by. Nope, not this time. I am horny and want to fuck, no foreplay this time. I slap his ass, tell him to show his appreciation by moaning loudly but he is not to come unless he asks. he nods in understanding. I place my hands on his hips and lean forward, the strap on sliding slowly into his ass. This is the oddest sensation but I love it. I increase my pace, fucking harder and harder, faster and faster. The internal part of the strap on doing its magic. Fuck yes, yes, yes - I hear beneath me. Please baby, more, more. I slap his ass, hard, leaving an imprint and do as he asks. This is when I wake up, fingers on my clit, working myself into a lather. Oh my my my.

15 July 2023

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Tina’s day started at dawn. She had a 1,300 km road trip ahead of her from Adelaide to Sydney. Her bike was already loaded with a small two person tent, sleeping bag and some clothes. Tina was going to ride across outback New South Wales and camp overnight. She wanted to do the trip over two days. Wearing her leather pants and jacket she kicked her bike into gear and set off. It was a crystal clear morning and traffic in the city was light. It felt like the day had only just begun and she was out of the city, roaring down an empty country road. Her big bike ate up the road. The throaty roar of the engine was loud in her ears. Her leather clad legs astride the hot motor, thighs tingling with the vibrations. Her mind began to wander, thinking of the man whose bed she left that morning. Tina smiled as waves of excitement rose in her thighs. She wriggled as she rode, trying to get the vibrations in the right spot. Grinning wildly, Tina discovered that 110kph in 4th gear was ideal. Four hours and three orgasms later, Tina slowed down on the outskirts of a tiny outback town. The dusty Main Street had a pub, a post office and a petrol station, all in the one building. Throttling back, Tina stopped outside the pub next to another big black bike. Tina unzipped her jacket just enough to show her racy red bra as she walked into the pub. Sitting at the bar was the obvious owner of the other bike. He was clad in similar leather pants and jacket and was just finishing his drink. They nodded as she sat at the end of the bar, where she could watch him easily. The barman tried to make small talk, Tina only had eyes for the other traveler. She watched him as he ate his simple meal. They smiled at each other but didn’t speak. He finished his meal before her and Tina was worried that he would soon be gone. She ate quickly and was pleasantly surprised that he seemed to linger. Together they left the pub, mounted their bikes and rode off in the same direction. Tina accelerated quickly to the magic 110kph and squealed with delight. She squealed again when he matched her speed. She throttled back to recover herself, dampness spreading in her leather pants. He slowed to match. The open plains surrounded them as they raced along the empty highway. Twice Tina raced herself to orgasm with him matching every move. She was sure that he knew what was happening. Her body was electric, passionate explosions rocked her body. She couldn’t continue. A truck stop clearing was just down the road and the afternoon was wearing on. Tina had to stop and she decided that this was as good a spot as any. She was pleased that he also slowed. It looked like they would be camping together. Wordlessly Tina pitched her small tent. He started building a fire. A full moon rose in a cloudless sky. “I’m Tina,” she said “Max” Tina disappeared into the tent. She had to get out of her damp underwear. Too many orgasms on the bike had left her very uncomfortable. Feeling adventurous, her pulled on her leather pants without any underwear. Feeling cheeky, she unzipped her jacket completely, leaving her red lace bra visible. Her nipples grew firm with excitement. Leaving the tent, Tina saw Max sitting by the fire. He had a wine bottle and two glasses. They didn’t need to speak. They enjoyed the entire bottle of wine. Tina felt a little tipsy. She smiled at him as she took off her leather jacket. Her red lace bra barely contained her breasts. Milky white flesh struggled to stay within the tiny scraps of lace. He smiled as he stood up and slipped off his leather pants. Tina could see his erection stretching his underwear. Licking her lips she walked towards him, slowly unbuckling her leather pants. He reached out to her and carefully lowered her pants down. Her nakedness enthralled him. He stood before her. Tina wearing only a bra, he wearing only his underwear. Tina had spent the day on the edge of bike induced pleasure. She wanted the real thing. She knelt before him and carefully pulled on his underwear. His erect penis popped out and sprang up before her eyes. It looked beautiful to her. Long and solid. Thin veins ran the length up to the red hot knob. She wanted to touch it, to caress his big balls hanging amidst his curly dark hair. Her hands grabbed his knees as she buried her nose into the base of his shaft. His musky odour filled her nostrils. Slowly she started to kiss and nibble on his cock. Her mouth moved up to the tip. Her lips licked all around the edge of his knob before her mouth opened and she suckled the tip vigorously. He stood there as she worked. Her mouth made his cock wet. Tina could taste his salty pre cum in her mouth. She enjoyed it. She wanted to make him come and she was determined to taste every drop of his essence. She wanted to feel his emotions boil over and fill her throat. Her hands were tight on his knees, holding him upright. His hands were on her head, guiding her. Unconsciously he started to pump his hips, pushing into her mouth. Her lips quivered as she felt the passion rising. She sucked on his tip, stretching his cock as much as she could. His entire body shivered. He groaned as he lost control. Sperm rocketed into her mouth. Tina opened her mouth as he shot his load, in bursts as he thrust into her mouth. Once, twice, 3 times she felt him. “Mmmm” was all she could say, licking his sperm from her lips and lightly kissing his tender cock. His knees went weak. He had to sit down. He pulled her down beside him. The fire warmed their naked skin. He lay her back on the sandy soil. He needed time to recover from Tina making him come and he wanted to spend that time exploring her body with his tongue. He opened her knees to reveal her womanhood. Her lips looked swollen and red. He paused to kiss the backs of her knees, taking time to caress her soft white skin. His fingers traced circles on her inner thighs making her shiver. He could see goosebumps and he could feel her body tingling. Tina’s body had been on edge for most of the day. The vibrating mass of the motorbike engine had taken her to the heights of erotica several times during the day. Her thighs ached from gripping the solid metal machine. She craved the soft touch of his fingers and hands. But it was his tongue that pushed her to extremes. Firstly, she felt his hot breath upon her very delicate skin. His breath was like fire. Softly, his lips grazed hers. His tongue traced the full extent of her womanhood. He didn’t push, but he could feel her body unfolding. His hands moved under her hips, lifting her up to his eager mouth. He kissed her, and his tongue worked its way into her. She wriggled as he licked. Tina placed her hands on his head, guiding him to her clit. He kissed it, teasing it with his teeth, until it was firm. Arching her back, her thighs suddenly squeezed around his head. Tina gripped his hair and tried to pull him into her body. He tasted her excitement as she came, soaking his chin with saliva and her juices. The tingling waves cascading through her body aroused him. He felt a familiar movement in his cock as blood rushed back to his member. He started to move up her body, kissing and licking her soft skin. His tongue tickled around her navel. His lips kissed their way upwards. Tina was still wearing her red lace bra. She reached behind to unclasp it, not wanting anything to distract him as he moved across her body. The firelight cast a red glow on her milky breasts. Her nipples stood proud in the middle of her soft flesh. He inched further up her body. Tina could feel his erection between her legs. She moved one hand to guide it closer to her wet cunt. Her other hand grabbed his hip, making sure he stayed on course. By the time his mouth had reached the ticklish area of her neck, Tina could feel his penis knocking on her door. She wriggled and opened her legs as much as possible. She could barely believe that he was so close. His tip brushed against her lips, wet with anticipation. She raised her hips, eager to take him in. Slowly he entered her, the aches of the day forgotten as her legs wrapped around his waist. There was no rushing, no feverish thrusting. He moved at his own pace. Pushing his cock deep inside her and then carefully pulling back until only the tip was as at her lips. He aroused her with every movement. His body shivered as his climax began to build. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he pumped. He tried to delay without success. “I’m coming,” he moaned. His thrusts became urgent. His whole body tensed. Finally he burst. Wave after wave of hot spunk gushed into Tina pushing her to climax. Their bodies were locked together. Sweat mingling with cum and juice. They were physically drained. Tina was looking up at the stars when his penis popped out of her and he rolled onto his back. The fire burned low as the night wore on. They made love again, just before dawn. Then, with the sun cresting the horizon, they parted.

13 July 2023

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Het avontuur op het naaktstrand is al weer even geleden, maar vrijdag kreeg ik een berichtje van mijn favoriete stelletje of ik zin had om bij hun aan te komen. Natuurlijk wil ik dat, dus die afspraak stond. Voor ik in de auto stap, douche ik me uitgebreid en zorg dat alle plekken netjes geschoren zijn. Aangekomen word ik welkom geheten door de nog steeds zéér aantrekkelijk uitziende dame, die voor de gelegenheid een doorzichtig zwart jurkje heeft aangetrokken, waar zo te zien alleen een minuscuul slipje onder zit en prachtige kousen. Binnen zie ik de heer zitten, die zich slechts in een slip gehuld heeft. Ja, dan ben ik zwaar 'overdressed' natuurlijk, dus bij mij gaat al snel het grootste deel van de kleding uit. Er ligt een groot matras in de huiskamer, omgeven door waxinelichtjes en wijnglazen op de tafel. Om even in de juiste 'mood' te komen, drinken we een wijntje en praten wat over ons avontuur op het strand. Ik kan mijn ogen niet van de prachtige dame afhouden en dat merkt zij ook. Haar hand strijkt lichtjes over mijn slip en mijn pik begint zich op te richten. Haar man ontdoet haar ondertussen van het doorschijnende jurkje en ik krijg weer een geweldig zicht op haar prachtige borsten, die er in het zachte licht van de kamer nóg sexier uitzien dan in het volle zonlicht op het strand. Haar andere hand streelt ondertussen de pik van haar man en het duurt niet lang of onze slips zijn uit. Nu sluiten haar beide handen zich om onze pikken en zachtjes trekt ze ons af. Ik buig me naar haar toe en kus haar tepel, afgewisseld met een likje over haar borst. Ze vindt het lekker, haar tepel wordt keihard en springt vooruit. Zachtjes zuig ik eraan en ze begint te kreunen, haar hand grijpt mijn pik ondertussen stevig beet van opwinding. Nu zak ik af naar haar buik en beland tussen haar benen met mijn hoofd. Het slipje gaat voorzichtig naar beneden en ik ruik haar zoete kutje, dat al lekker nat is geworden. Mijn tong likt langs haar kutlipjes en ik hoor haar weer kreunen. We verschuiven iets en zij begint nu haar man te pijpen alsof het een lieve lust is. Ik zoek haar klitje op, die al helemaal opgezwollen is en lik er met het puntje van mijn tong aan. Aan het schokje weet ik dat ik goed zit en nu sluit mijn mond zich over haar klit, terwijl mijn tong rondjes over haar knopje draait. Het duurt niet heel lang voor ze hevig schokkend klaarkomt en even ligt na te hijgen. Veel rust krijgen we niet, want haar man staat al klaar om haar nu drijfnatte kutje te neuken. Ze wenkt met haar vinger dat ik naar haar hoofd toe moet komen, ze pakt me met één arm achter mijn kont en trekt me naar zich toe waarop ze mijn lul diep in haar mond neemt. Dat wordt me bijna teveel en ik moet me tot het uiterste inspannen om niet direct klaar te komen. Gelukkig werkt het en kan ik er nu met volle teugen van genieten, maar eigenlijk wil ik haar kutje ook nog steeds proeven....Met wat acrobatiek lukt dat en nu lik ik haar klitje terwijl ze door haar man nog steeds stevig geneukt wordt. Opeens voel ik dat zijn handen mijn hoofd pakken en hij haalt zijn pik uit haar poesje en houdt hem voor mijn mond. Ik twijfel geen moment en neem zijn lul naar binnen, ik proef een zalige combinatie van zijn voorvocht en haar kutsapjes en begin meteen te zuigen, terwijl ik zijn ballen in mijn hand heb. Hij heeft mijn hoofd nu stevig beet en beweegt mijn hoofd op en neer over zijn pik, steeds dieper tot ik bijna geen adem meer krijg. Vlak voor hij komt, trekt hij mijn hoofd weg en wijst naar zijn vrouw. Nu is het mijn beurt om haar te neuken en dat laat ik me geen 2x zeggen. Ze is nog steeds drijfnat en super heet. Mijn pik schuift makkelijk bij haar naar binnen en ze voelt zo lekker, dat ik me weer enorm moet inhouden om haar niet vol te spuiten. Even rustig aan, even stevig in de eikel knijpen en ik kan er weer tegenaan. Nu stoot ik met rustige halen terwijl ik met mijn duim rondjes draai op haar klitje. De man komt aan met een vibrator, die hij op haar klitje zet. Ze begint steeds harder te kreunen en uiteindelijk komt ze schokkend en gillend klaar. Als dank worden we allebei om beurten nu door de dame afgezogen tot we het niet meer houden en allebei ons zaad over haar gezicht spuiten. Aangezien we nog lang niet uitgespeeld waren, boden ze me aan om te blijven slapen, zodat we de hele nacht en de volgende dag hadden om elkaar helemaal gek te maken. Dit was een heerlijk weekend en we hebben al afgesproken om dat nog heel vaak te herhalen.

11 July 2023

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I'm sitting through another working group, but not contributing, my mind is wondering to my next engagement, I'm going to use the lunch period to pop into the sauna on the way back to the office. As we pack up, one of the younger ladies interupt my thoughts. "Your quiet today, everything ok?". Sarah is very attractive, one of the only reasons to get excited about attending these any more.. She has a knitted dress on that hugs her body and I cant help but let my eyrs wonder across her. I'm pretty sure she knows the effext the dress has, she loves the attention but doesn't make it overly obvious.I make small talk before taking off. I haven't been to this sauna before, so I dont know what to expect, unfortunately I'm not impressed, it's full of men looking to fuck. I suck a couple of cocks, but nothing to get excited about, only one cums and it's barely a mouth full. I leave disapointed. I am always cautious coming in and out, head down and keep moving. "Hey, twice in one day, hows my luck!" I keep walking, then hear my name. No hiding now, I turn and see Sarah. She smiles, but there is a little but of cheek to it now. I stammer as I say hi, we're walking in the same direction so we continue together. She asks again, "You ok, you seem a bit off?" I dont know why, I could just use the same excuss as before about work, but instead I am truthful, "Just disapointed, expect something better from my last meeting? " She suggests coffee so I accept, I still have time. She orders, then comes and sits on my side of the table on the bench, but closer than normal. We dont know each other well, just in passing from different working groups, but I was suprised by her openness, "So are you gay or bi?" See knows the sauna I was leaving, but again I think I mights as well be open. I explain I'm Bi, after years of struggling with my identity I have decided to remain in the closet. She asks what was disappointed about in the club. I explain my situation, that I'm in a sexless marrage and when I get a chance I visit clubs. I go to get something different to what I could at home. We openly discuss my sexual preferences, experience and desires for a while, why am I being so open, she makes me comfortable, like we've been freinds for ever. She slides closer and rests her hand on my thigh as she leans in to whisper in my ear, "I've got an idea to make you feel better today" And as I turn to ask what, she gives me a light kiss on the lips. I pull back a little, then she grabs my hand and pushes it into her crutch. Now I feel something unexpected, is that what I think, she pulls my hand away and leans in and kisses me again "Would you like mine? I've seen the way you look at me, best of both worlds." She has a friends apartment near by, so we race there, the minute we are in the door, she pulls her dress off and then pushes me to the floor, I pull her panties down, revealing a large cut cock, it's slightly bigger than I'm use to but wrap my lips around it. Sarah and I both skip the rest of the work day, as we spend the rest of the afternoon filling my holes over and over, but thats another fantasy.

10 July 2023

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I’m kneeling in front of you running my hands from your outer thigh, down your leg towards your knees, grabbing your knees pulling them apart thrusting myself between them so that our hips are touching I obviously I grind a little so that you know I’m there :) all while running my hands up your stomach up your chest, up to your throat manoeuvring you face to face me, lips to lips, breath to breath, I’d lean in kissing you gently as I do my hands would go up in to your hair grabbing it tight while biting your lip & kissing you more intensely I’d kiss down your neck while moving onto your lap Pulling my dress up & pulling my underwear to the side, I kneel enough to unzip your pants with my other hand & slide you free I feel the warmth of you against me which makes your cock so hard you almost slip it freely, but I push hard towards you, while nipping your neck & shoulder with my teeth & digging into with my nails, as I lower myself onto your cock groaning from my mouth to yours as we both enjoy you entering one of the 3 holes that would be utilised

7 July 2023

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She is a busy woman, life's pressures and often away, so didn't want to start anything, which included sex. We had wined and dine each other when we were both free, the passion was there and the kisses left us both wanting more, but taking it to that next level would have tempted each of us away from our travel and adventure goals. Then one night after dinner, my hands wandered.. and were received with hunger...it was hot, fast, amazing.. but in the front seat of my car😅..I can still taste her juices over my face and remember my cum streaming through my shaft, into her mouth. The seal had been broken and we both wanted more. We weren't both free for another week... which was a very long week.. the memory of the curve of her breasts, her passion as she came and how we both laughed after, exhausted and surprised at how hot it was. I booked a nice location in the hills. we travelled separately and she collected the keys and checked the room... she was nervous and wanted to relax before i arrived. ... she walked to a hotel nearby and I arrived shortly after, meeting her at the bar...we ordered a wine each that we both hoped would dissapear quickly.... she looked so hot in a body hugging woolen dress, her defined arse was facing me as I had walked in and saw her at the bar.. With drinks in hand we found a table.. nervously laughing.....I began to stare at her breasts... her nipples are quite protruding and love to be touched... gently mostly... much like her clit, which she advised me was throbbing.. We didn't finish the drinks We walked back to the accomodation, slowly... rubbing accidentally against her breast, and against her bum under the dress on purpose🙂... such a beautiful curve to her bum. I collected my bag from my car while she opened the accommodation I found her standing in the bathroom, with its huge spa...we kissed.. my hands wandered and I was on my knees in a heartbeat, knickers off and tongue exploring... her foot moved to the side of the spa, which open her beautiful lips. I stood, kissed her deeply, took her by the hand and led her to the lounge and we stood in front of a full lengthmirror... we slowly undressed each other... her hands caressed between my legs.. my hands between hers and on one of her beautiful breasts, the nipple I remembered from the other night, stretching towards me.... and my mouth She dropped to her knees and took me all the way in, circling me with her tongue. We exchanged positions and I continued circling that beautiful clit, but now with my tongue, entering her and exploring... she reached to the table and picked up her phone.. photos of our reflections in the mirror ensued ...... my favourite was me lifting her up, he legs wrapped around my waist and us kissing deeply... my penis thick, resting against her clit and waiting to enter her again. The night was long and exhausting... but so much fun. I need to see her again, as those photos are only on her phone, hidden away....im hungry for her to show me those again and for us to create more😉

7 July 2023

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Do you like leather? Do you like control? I think you would look amazingly sexy in a scary way wearing leather, I'm picturing you in a black body suit that hugs your seductive curves with a hole at the top of your thighs to leave your sweet pussy exposed, your hair pulled back in a tight braid, a solid riding crop in one hand and the look on your face that leaves no question that you are in charge here. You stalk into a dimly lit room the candle light flickering off your leather and casting shadows that play and dance across my naked skin. I'm tied where you left me after our last encounter. Stark naked, muscles straining against the bonds that hold me side ways across the bed I see you and instantly my cock hardens with anticipation unsure of what you are about to do but more than sure that you will use me for your personal pleasure as you see fit. *SLAP* your crop whips against my nipples and I gasp with painstacy as a bright red welt begins to develop across my chest *SLAP* you land another one right on top of the first demanding my silence. "Close your eyes now" you say as you spit in my face while gripping my balls "and don't make a sound, I'm going to bring you to the edge again and again but you will not cum until I say you can." With that you let go of my nuts, give them a slap then strut around the bed so that you are looming over my face bending over my head so that your magnificent tits are pressed against my face smothering me you bite me on the nipple and I try to object but once again you order me to silence then slap my face. You turn around and back up straddling my face with your slick wet pussy just an inch from my mouth then sit on my chest dropping your crop and gripping my ears like handles you slide forward yanking my head up and burying my mouth and nose into your pussy and begin gyrating your hips against my face demanding that I eat. Your grinding continues as you mash my face into your box with a moan of pleasure and your sweet juices begin to spread all over my mouth running down my throat. When you pause and force my face against your hot slick fuck hole I greedily lap at you sliding my tongue in and out then sucking on your clit. Now you look down and notice that my eyes are open instantly pulling back and *SLAP SLAP* one hand to each side of my face "I said eyes closed" you purr into my ear then spit in my eyes. Bending over to pick up your crop you once again smother me, pulling the crop around the back of my head to prevent any escape I don't yet realise your intentions as you thrust your hot pussy hard against my face and I once again start probing with my tongue savouring your flavour while you grind your way closer to climax, it's now that I start running low on air and I try to pull my head away but you have me held fast there is no escape I can't squirm away from your insistent face sitting the nectar of your sexy flower has spread everywhere, it's down my throat, up my nose, mixing with your spit in my eyes I feel like I'm going to drown and try trashing around but you just ride my face harder and harder moaning and groaning louder and louder until your reach a shuddering climax lifting yourself up just enough for me to gasp some air while you vigorously rub your clit with your riding crop until you shower my face with your amazing cum which I gulp at greedily. Now that you have orgasmed you discard your whip and stand above me the inside of your thighs glistening your pussy dripping from your own juices. You look at my cock which has been rock hard this entire time and ask if that is for you, I reply "It's all yours." You saunter around the bed eyeing me off and *SLAP* my balls, cooing "I didn't say you could speak." Now straddling my hips you mount my cock and begin slowly lowering your beautiful wet cunt down my throbbing hot shaft, I try to thrust my hips upward but you anticipate this and lift away from me *SLAP* again on face "Not until I say!" you spit the words like weapon lashing against its enemies then your let a trail of spit drip into my mouth from yours which I eagerly gulp down. Now as you start bouncing on my rock hard cock and it plunges in and out of your hot wet pussy we both start to approach the ecstacy that is a shared and simultaneous orgasm you ride harder and harder I'm nearly ready cum and so are you. You jump up off my dick and standing over me and finger your sopping wet pussy until you cum again in a glorious spurt of juices I beg you to fuck me until I cum but you just laugh at me *SLAP* me on my balls and say "You will cum when I say you can" and with that you strut out of the room leaving me tied to the bed with a raging hard on for you to use whenever you next want it.

6 July 2023

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Back in the late 90s my wife and I went out drinking and meet up with a good mate named Mike I worked with we were having a great night drinking and dancing, we decided to go back to his place and drink some more as the club closed. So we got a taxi as we drove there I noticed my wife grabbing his thigh and then kissed him, I didn't mind at all as we were having good night. We arrived at his place and once inside starting drinking bourbon, my mate put on some music and I suggested my wife dance for us, she was hesitant but started and Wow she put on a show I never knew she could dance so provocative and sensual I started getting hard and she came over to me and my Mike, She had this boob tube top on and a mini skirt with high heels as soon as she got close I kissed her and pulled her top down to reveal her DD breasts, Mike and I started sucking on her DD breasts as she stood there, we were both sitting on the couch ,i could tell she loved both of us sucking her big breasts, she then grabbed Mike to the floor and was on top of him by this time we were all naked and she started to ride him I stood Up and she sucked my hard cock, she was loving this and rode him like a cowgirl moaning and saying fuck me! Fuck me! She was grinding on his cock hard I went back to the couch and stared wanking off watching them both. After a while she came over to me and rode me hard also, I threw her on the couch and started fucking her missionary pumping her pussy I came all over her big DD breasts then Mike fucked her and he did the same. She told me after that she loved feeling our hot cum on her big tits. It was a crazy night and watching her with someone else was a turn on .

5 July 2023

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Eindelijk is dan ons bedrijfsuitje gekomen. Ik heb me er al de hele tijd op verheugd en al heel wat plaagstootjes uitgedeeld en mogen krijgen van je. We rijden samen naar het hotel in Oostende en daar aangekomen, blijken we de eersten te zijn van onze afdeling. Tijdens de check-in regelen we dat we naast elkaar liggende kamers met een verbindingsdeur hebben en gaan ons installeren. Het eerste wat we doen is die verbindingsdeur openen, zodat we vrij bij elkaar binnen kunnen lopen. Vrij snel gaat de telefoon en blijkt de rest van onze collega's er te zijn. We maken een mooie wandeling en spreken af om bij een restaurant in de buurt te gaan eten 's avonds. In de tussentijd (we hebben nog een paar uur) zoeken we ons eigen vertier op. Voor de meesten is dat nog wat verder rondwandelen, wat souvenirs kopen en op een terrasje zitten. Voor ons is dat terug naar de kamers om ons op te frissen voor het eten. Ik kom op mijn kamer en kleed me uit, ondertussen zet ik de douche aan en pak mijn spullen zoals zeep en shampoo. Tijdens het douchen gaat de deur open en sta jij in de deuropening, compleet naakt. Je stapt de douche in en kijkt me ondeugend aan. "Wat, je dacht toch niet dat ik in mijn eentje zou gaan douchen he?" Ik had inderdaad wel gehoopt dat ik gezelschap zou krijgen ja... Ik pak de douchekop en richt deze op je hals, zodat het water over je hele lichaam loopt. Je ziet er weer heerlijk uit en mijn lid begint zich te roeren. Als je goed nat gesproeid bent, doe ik wat zeep op mijn handen en begin je te wassen. Eerst je schouders, dan je armen en weer terug omhoog naar je oksels. Daarna zijn je heerlijke borsten aan de beurt, die de volle aandacht krijgen, zodat je tepels heerlijk hard vooruit staan. Ik dwaal af naar je buik en van daar naar je zalige billen. Om je benen goed te kunnen doen, ga ik door mijn knieën en kom zo op gelijke hoogte met je venusheuvel, die je heerlijk glad geschoren hebt. Ik kan me niet meer inhouden en begin je zachtjes te kussen, rondom je schaamlippen. Je begint zachtjes te kreunen en pakt mijn hoofd beet. Mijn tong komt nu in actie en likt je huid tusssen je benen en schaamlippen. Nu begin je nog harder te kreunen en duwt mijn hoofd steviger tegen je aan. Je klitje is ondertussen gezwollen van opwinding en biedt zich aan om verwend te worden. Heel lichtjes raak ik je daar aan met het puntje van mijn tong en ik voel een schokje. Nu druk ik mijn tong wat steviger tegen je klit aan en draai wat rond dat heerlijke knopje, af en toe mijn tong naar binnen duwend om vervolgens een stevige lik vanuit je kutje naar boven te geven. Ik proef hoe heet je bent en mijn pik schreeuwt het bij wijze van spreken uit, maar hij moet geduld hebben. Jouw genot komt op de allereerste plaats. Het duurt niet lang voor je klaarkomt en we besluiten richting mijn bed te gaan. "Liggen mannetje, nu ben jij aan de beurt" Je kust heel zachtjes mijn ballen en gaat al kussend naar boven, tot je bij mijn eikel beland bent. Dan draai je met je tong rondjes om mijn eikel heen voor je je mond helemaal om me heen sluit. Terwijl je zo met me bezig bent, zie ik dat je een Satisfyer op het nachtkastje gelegd hebt. Dat komt goed uit! Ik pak hem en zet hem op de zachtste stand, daarna zet ik de opening zachtjes op jouw klitje. "Ah, je hebt mijn speelgoed gevonden he? Goed zo, laat maar eens zien dat je weet hoe je daarmee om moet gaan" De Satisfyer gaat een standje hoger en je begint te draaien met je heupen, terwijl ik kan zien hoe nat je aan het worden bent. Niet veel later kom je klaar met een klein gilletje en een supergeile kreun. We nemen even een kleine pauze en zoenen elkaar hartstochtelijk. Ik gebruik deze pauze om je heerlijke lijf te bewonderen en te strelen. Eerst van voor, daarna draai je je om en streel ik je nek, je schouders, je rug en je billen. Je drukt je kontje iets omhoog en zegt dat je me in je wilt voelen. Daar zeg ik geen Nee tegen en zachtjes druk ik mijn eikel tegen je warme kutje aan. Je bent drijfnat en ik glij zonder enige weerstand naar binnen. Je handen verdwijnen onder je lijf en ik voel hoe je jezelf begint te vingeren. Ritmisch bewegen we samen tot je weer heerlijk klaarkomt. Nu hou ik het ook niet meer en ben nog nét op tijd om mijn zaad over je billen en rug te spuiten. "Dat was een mooi begin van dit weekend lieverd, maar we hebben nog 2 dagen te gaan dus bereid je maar voor" Oh, wat een vooruitzicht is dat.....nog 2 hele dagen met dit heerlijke schepsel doorbrengen. Kan niet wachten tot we weer terug in het hotel zijn vanuit het restaurant.

4 July 2023

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Ik lig op het naaktstrand wat afgelegen op mijn handdoek lekker in de zon te doezelen. Opeens loopt er een koppeltje langs en blijft even staan kijken. Ze spreken me aan en we kletsen wat over het mooie weer en de rust op het strand. Dan vragen ze of ik het erg vind om wat gezelschap te hebben tijdens het zonnen. Ik geef aan daar helemaal geen probleem mee te hebben en even later liggen we lekker met z'n drieën naast elkaar heerlijk van de zon te genieten. Nou ja, niet alleen van de zon...de dame van het stel ziet er echt goed uit met haar volle borsten, geschoren kutje en lange benen. Ik voel hoe mijn pik begint te zwellen. Dat was de dame in kwestie ook opgevallen en als ik opzij kijk, zie ik dat ze dat effect niet alleen op mij heeft, maar ook op haar metgezel (waarvan ik denk dat het haar man is). "Hebben jullie het warm jongens?" Haar man antwoordt dat hij best heet is en ik val hem bij. Ze begint zichzelf te strelen, beginnend bij haar nek en langzaam verder gaand richting haar borsten, lichtjes met haar tepels spelend. Onze beide pikken zijn nu volledig stijf en ik moet me inhouden om niet meteen te gaan trekken. Op dat moment draait de man zich naar zijn vrouw toe en terwijl hij haar tepels likt, komt zijn hand naar mijn kruis toe. Zachtjes neemt hij mijn lid in zijn hand terwijl hij nog steeds de tepels van zijn vrouw aan het verwennen is. Ik draai me eveneens op mijn zij en zoen de vrouw in haar nek voor ik me met de andere borst ga bezighouden. Mijn hand sluit zich om het lid van haar man en al snel zijn we elkaar aan het aftrekken. De dame is ondertussen met haar eigen handen bezig zich heerlijk te vingeren. Dit alles windt me enorm op (ik ben hiervoor nog nooit door een man aangeraakt). De dame begint te bewegen en draait zich met haar mond naar de pik van haar man, die ze zonder enig probleem direct volledig in haar mond neemt. De man gebaart dat hij mijn lul in zijn mond wil. Zonder aarzelen geef ik hem wat hij wil en direct voel ik zijn warme mond en tong om mijn pik. Na een paar minuten draait de vrouw zich om en begint mij te pijpen, waarop ik aan haar man aangeef zijn lul in mijn mond te willen. De volgende primeur voor mij, maar wat een heerlijk geil gevoel om een harde pik in je mond te hebben terwijl een andere mond met jouw pik bezig is! Ik voel dat ik bijna ga spuiten en probeer haar van mijn pik af te halen, maar in plaats daarvan begint ze nog harder aan mijn pik te zuigen waarop ik haar mond volspuit. Tegelijkertijd voel ik de man schokken en besluit dat ik zijn zaad in mijn mond wil voelen. Hij spuit me helemaal vol en ik heb geen andere keus dan door te slikken. Nu hebben we alle gelegenheid om samen de vrouw te verwennen, waarbij we om beurten haar borsten en kutje kussen en likken, tot ze meerdere malen is klaargekomen. We kletsen nog wat na en wisselen gegevens uit. Dit avontuur krijgt nog een (of meerdere) vervolgen!

3 July 2023

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Mijn hulp is gevraagd door een oud-collega. Ik doe wat HR werk als zzp-er. Trainingen en cursussen. Maar dat is een ander verhaal. Zij heeft een collega die even op zijn plek gezet moet worden. Of ik daarvoor te porren was. Zo lag zijn dossier voor me. En over 5 minuten zou Jesse zich melden. Ik lees even het dossier door en pik eruit wat voor mij van belang is. Als er geklopt wordt roep ik binnen en komt er een sportieve blonde kerel binnen. Ik reik mijn hand met mijn rood gelakte nagels aan. Ik zie dat hij direct naar mijn borsten kijkt. Ga zitten! Ik lik mijn rode lippen en vraag of het bevalt wat hij ziet? Zeker!, is het antwoord. Maar dat is absoluut niet gepast Jesse! Ik ben gevraagd om jou voor het blok te zetten letterlijk en figuurlijk. Jesse’s ogen schieten heen en weer. Wat bedoelt u?,vraagt hij me ineens heel beleefd. Ik open mijn koffertje en laat een duo voorbind dildo zien. Interesse? Ik zie een bobbel in zijn broek groeien als ik achter mijn bureau vandaan kom en mijn latex rokje en hoge hakken zichtbaar worden. Holy fuck… wat is dit?, vraag je mij. Dit Jesse is een keuze, en wordt het een ja of een nee? Vraag ik hem dominant. Blijf je in mijn kantoor en leer ik jou een seksueel lesje of ga je naar buiten en ontsla ik je op staande voet voor seksuele intimidatie? Als ik met je klaar ben zal jij je zeker voor de rest van je leven gedragen! Ontslag kan echt niet, roep je uit! Ik heb net een nieuwe studio gekocht. Dus je blijft?, vraag ik je. Ja mevrouw! Ik draai het kantoor op slot. Uit die kleren en ga aan de zijkant van het bureau staan. Ik pak twee enkel boeien en bevestig deze aan de poten van het bureau. Je staat wijdbeens en ik ga achterover naakt op het bureau liggen en neem de pik van Jesse in mijn mond. Ik lik en zuig totdat de pik keihard is. Je kreunt dat het geil is. Is klim van het bureau af en doe het gedeelte van mij van de voorbind dildo in mijn kutje en gesp hem dan stevig vast. Ik ga nu hard neuken Jesse. Nee dat ga je niet zeg je nog. Ik sta achter je en pak je tepels vast die ik hardhandig even rond draai. Auwwww, roept Jesse uit. Ik grijp Jesse’s ballen goed vast en hij valt voorover op het bureau omdat ze schijnbaar erg gevoelig zijn. Dan spuug ik flink wat speeksel op zijn kontgat en steek mijn twee vingers er diep in. Mijn mijn andere hand ruk ik zijn pik goed af. En dan haal ik mijn vingers uit zijn kont en zet de dildo tegen het geopende gat aan. En dan begin ik te stoten. Als hij kermt en gromt pak ik even zijn ballen goed vast. En dan begin ik Jesse met lange halen in zijn kont te neuken met de strap on. Als ik bij hem naar binnen stoot, stoot ik ook bij mezelf naar binnen. Kermend en kreunend dat het geil is en dat hij gaat komen ligt Jesse hulpeloos voor me. Ik voel het orgasme opkomen en ik kom fucking geil klaar. Jesse schreeuwt het uit. En dan is het klaar. Lik je sperma van mijn bureau en kleed je aan!, zeg ik hem terwijl ik mijn kleren weer aan trekt. Ik pak zijn dossier van het bureau als ik het kantoor verlaat. Deze bewaar ik nog even. Dan weet ik je te vinden. De volgende dag krijg ik een bericht van mijn ex-collega. Jesse heeft moeite met zitten maar is niet meer seksueel intimiderend. Dank je! Ik antwoord; graag gedaan!

2 July 2023

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Ik reik je koffie aan. Na jaren zien we elkaar eindelijk. Ik verbaas me over de aangename man die tegenover me zit. Je neemt net als ik een slok van de koffie. Ik lik mijn lippen en kijk je aan. Je zet je koffie op tafel en je vingers glijden over mijn huid. Mijn borsten zijn je doelwit. Ik kijk je aan. Je hebt iets waar ik me vinger niet op kan leggen. Het is aangenaam. Zeer aangenaam. De ruimte vult zich. Je handen kruipen in mijn shirt, mijn bh en gaan op zoek naar mijn tepels. Je speelt er mee en kijkt me aan. Ik neem slokjes van mijn koffie. Mijn ademhaling versnelt. Je windt me op. Mijn tepels zijn wel absoluut de trigger. Daarmee zet je me aan. Hoewel ik denk dat jij mij sowieso aanzet. Ik voel dat ik vochtig word. Ik wil weg kijken maar dat is niet de bedoeling. Ik word geil. Ik wil meer. Ik… fuck wanneer kan ik dat seksuele nou eens uitschakelen. Het is te lekker. Jij bent lekker. Je wordt dwingender, beide tepels worden verwend en gepijnigd. Je legt mijn blote voeten in de kruis. Je bent hard. Het liefste wil ik op je schoot gaan zitten. En je pik in mijn kut laten glijden. Je handen die spelen met mijn tepels en ik wil je bespelen met mijn tong. Ik wil je zoenen en in je ogen kijken. Maar ik doe het niet. Ga eens op je knieën zitten zeg je me. Ik neem plaats tussen jouw benen. Onderdanig. Je haalt je harde pik tevoorschijn. En ik neem je harde pik in mijn mond. Ik lik je natte glimmende eikel. Ik ben enorm geil. Net zaten we nog teasend op de bank aan de koffie. En nu ben ik ik niets meer dan een geile onderdanige slet. Ik wil naakt. Ik wil jou naakt. Ik hou van de naakte warmte van een heerlijk mannenlijf. Maar ik ben nog aangekleed, net als jij. We klauwen lustig. Je zuig en lik. Ik geniet van je harde pik die ik afzuig. Ik weer meer. Veel meer. Maar jij bepaald de regels. Kom.. ik neem je mee, zeg je me. Uit het zicht. Uit je kleren. Je pakt mijn hand en leidt me naar een privé plek Je neemt me staand tegen de muur. Dominant. Ik ben jouw slet. Een geile hongerige slet en geniet ervan. Je harde pik glijdt mijn kutje natte warme binnen. Je neukt me met lange halen. En stoot je pik in mijn kontje. Pijnlijk onverwachts. Maar al snel geniet ik van je harde pik in mijn strakke gaatje. Hier kan ik op klaar komen. Zo lekker is dit. Het overvalt me. Deze geiligheid. Het genieten van je sletje zijn. Alle kleren gaan uit. Geen barrières meer. Je legt me achterover op bed. Benen wijd zeg je me en je neukt me met je handen. Ruw en hard zodat ik het morgen zeker nog voel. Je vingert me en ik kom spuitend klaar en dan stoot je in me. Diep hard en ruw ik wil dat je me vol spuit. Ik voel je eikel zwellen en ik voel je zaad in mijn spuiten en ik kom weer. Dit is nog eens lekkere ongeremde rauwe seks zo moet een kennismaking na jaren zijn.

1 July 2023

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"Hey lekker ding" Zo begroet je me al vanaf ik een half jaar geleden hier kwam werken. Geen straf om zo door jou begroet te worden, met je lieve gezicht, je kastanjebruine haar los over je schouders, je C-cup borsten, heerljke billen en schitterende benen. Je weet zelf ook dat je er goed uitziet en daar hou ik van. Af en toe staan we heel dicht bij elkaar in de keuken als we tegelijk pauze hebben en dan is daar altijd die sensuele spanning waarbij je uitdagend voor me gaat staan of juist heel kort achter me. Ook nu sta je weer bijna tegen me aan terwijl ik koffie aan het pakken ben. Ik voel bijna je lichaamswarmte en moet me inhouden om me niet om te draaien en je een hartstochtelijke zoen te geven. Je parfum ruikt heerlijk en de kriebels beginnen te komen. "Lukt het met de koffie of moet ik je even een handje helpen?" Ik antwoord dat het me nog net lukt en vraag of jij ook wat wilt. "Ja, maar dat kun je niet uit dat apparaat halen mannetje" Op mijn vraag wat je dan wilt, zeg je niets, maar legt allebei je handen op mijn kont en knijpt er even goed in, daarna verhuizen je handen naar mijn kruis terwijl je me zegt dat je mij wilt. Mijn pik is ondertussen op oorlogssterkte gekomen en bonst hevig tegen mijn (op dit moment) veel te strak zittende broek aan. -"Niet hier, er kan elk moment iemand binnenkomen", zeg ik. "Hmm, en wat dan? Het is hier zo saai, ze kunnen wel wat vertier gebruiken" -"Nee, ik zit nog in m'n proeftijd en ik heb deze job echt nodig, maar we kunnen vanavond wel bij mij afspreken na het werk?" "Ik dacht dat je het nooit zou vragen, app me je adres zometeen maar", zeg je terwijl je me vluchtig een kus op de wang geeft en nog snel even aan mijn kruis voelt. "Hmm, daar weet ik straks wel raad mee" zeg je met een ondeugende blik in je ogen. De rest van de werkdag lijkt een eeuwigheid te duren, maar eindelijk wordt het dan toch half 6 en ik race naar huis. Eénmaal thuis bestel ik een heerlijke maaltijd bij een goed restaurant en zet alvast de wijnglazen en een fles wijn op tafel. Daarna ga ik me uitgebreid douchen, zodat ik straks lekker fris ben. Om zeven uur gaat de bel, ik doe open en daar sta je, je haar lijkt nóg mooier te zijn en je gezicht straalt van vrolijkheid. Je draagt een prachtig jurkje, waarin je figuur prachtig uitkomt en je benen er nog fantastischer uitzien dan normaal. Het eten staat ondertussen al klaar en we genieten van de maaltijd en de wijn. Na de maaltijd zeg je ondeugend: "En nu het dessert" terwijl je me hartstochtelijk op de mond zoent en je tong diep in mijn mond steekt. Ik til je op en neem je mee naar de slaapkamer, waar we al zoenend op het bed vallen. Ik til je jurkje iets op en voel dat je geen slipje aangetrokken hebt. "Bevalt het je tot nu toe?", "Ja" zeg ik "we gaan er een heerlijke avond van maken". Ik trek je jurkje uit en neem even de tijd om je heerlijke naakte lijf te bewonderen. Je bent nog mooier dan ik in mijn fantasie had durven dromen. Ik streel je nek, je schouders en ga lichtjes naar je borsten met mijn vingers. Je kreunt lichtjes en moedigt me aan om verder te gaan. Zachtjes kus ik je oorlelletjes en ga via je nek met mijn mond naar je heerlijke roze tepels. Eerst een klein likje, je schokt een beetje en duwt mijn hoofd wat steviger naar je borst toe. Nu sluit mijn mond zich om je tepel en streel ik met mijn hand de andere borst. "Oh ja, wat lekker.....uhm" Ik ga verder naar beneden en kus je buik tot ik bij je heerlijke kutje kom. Ik geef je lichte kusjes om je spleetje heen en lik heel zachtjes de buitenkant van je lipjes. Ik voel hoe je steeds warmer aan gaat voelen en zoek met mijn tong je klitje op. Omdat je al opgewonden bent, is dat niet zo moeilijk en ik lik je tot je hevig schokkend klaarkomt. "Mijn beurt handsome, liggen jij!" Je gaat iets sneller te werk dan ik, maar ik ben ondertussen zo opgewonden dat ik daar geen enkel bezwaar tegen kan inbrengen. Je likt mijn eikel en laat je tong vervolgens verder gaan naar mijn ballen. Van daar ga je weer terug naar mijn eikel en je mond sluit zich om mijn lid heen. Je tong draait in je mond rondjes om mijn eikel en ik moet me inhouden om niet meteen te spuiten. Je voelt dat ik bijna zover ben en zonder genade neem je mijn hele lid in je mond en pijpt me zó lekker dat ik het niet meer uithou. "IK KOOOMMMMM ohhhhhh". "Wauw, dat was snel, maar je denkt toch niet dat we al klaar zijn he?" Nee, dat had ik inderdaad niet gedacht en we hebben de hele nacht in alle standjes de liefde bedreven tot het de volgende morgen weer licht werd. "Weet je? Volgende maand hebben we een bedrijfsuitje en zitten we een heel weekend in Belgie in een hotel. Wat een lol kunnen we dan beleven" Ik kan haast niet wachten tot het zover is.....

30 June 2023

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As a male official in a female sporting environment, I sometimes finds myself in a world of flirty messages and sexual innuendos. There was this one occasion where I had be chatting to a girl from the team, it began as normal, casual conversation but there was an attraction from the start, although I was reluctant to push the boundaries of my professional position and relationship to the player, there was a side of me that was struggling to clear the thoughts from my head. As the messages grew riskier, and a clear mutual attraction was being built it became obvious that both parties wanted more. Pictures were exchanged and more flirty messages turned into sexual desires and fantasies. I had already been in a relationship with a female from within this establishment and this was common knowledge, this only made my new encounter all the more secretive and “against the rules” so to speak, as the two females were relatively close. One weekend a team bonding evening was planned, as the drinks flowed the thoughts going through my mind of what I wanted to do before the nights end were taking over. The night began to come to an end (for some at least) and they returned to the hotel rooms one by one, leaving just a few members remaining. Of course myself being one and my naughty secret being another. We found ourselves in the back of a taxi to a bar with one of female men ever of the team. As she made small talk with the driver I could feel the atmosphere between the two of us in the back seat, it was like we both knew what’s was going to happen. I could barely take anymore. It was dark in the back there was music playing and the chatter of the 2 in the front seemed like enough of a distraction. She was wearing a ball gown type dress with thin straps over her shoulders that ran down to her chest and tied at the back. She lent forward to join the conversation in the front and as she did I could see her firm fake breasts through the sides of her dress, she knew this. It was like she did it on purpose. She glanced back at me and then down at herself. I knew what she wanted, so I slowly ran my hand down from her shoulder, down her side and into the side of her green silk like dress and over her large fake breasts. They felt amazing. I could see it turning her on and she began to rub her hand over my thigh and towards my cock, all the while, the 2 in front continued their conversation. She was now gently rubbing her hand over my semi hard cock through my suit trousers as I continued to play with her tits. It was at this point we reached our next bar. We got out of the taxi and I thought that was going to be it, we had hotels booked but all the females were sharing rooms so it seemed implausible that we’d get anymore time alone. We continued to drink cocktails and laugh into the night, and there were still several others of our group out with us. The night finally began to reach an end and it seemed our secret fondling in the back of the cab was as far as it’d go. Then I received a message. It read “my car is parked on the 4th floor of the underground, I need some help getting some things when we get back” I looked up at her and she was smiling at me. I nodded and that was all. When we got back to the apartments where we staying the 3 of us from the previous taxi journey got out together again (these two females were sharing a room) as we were heading back to the room I want sure if she was serious about the car park situation but I thought I’m going to take a chance, so I said I just need to get something from my car I’ll meet you girls up there soon. I headed down to 4th underground floor where I waited for a couple of minutes by the car and just as I was getting ready to give up and go back to the room I saw the lift open. She walked over to me, without saying a word she pushed me behind her car kissed me a couple of times and then dropped straight to her knees. She slowly unzipped my suit pants and pulled out my already hard cock. She looked me in the eye and then gently slid her lips over the tip over my dick and down my shaft and began to suck. Her mouth felt so wet and soft I wanted to fill it, and the thought of someone catching us only heightened the feelings. She stopped for a second and popped the boot on this medium size SUV and then slowly lay back and spread her legs in front of me. Neither of us said a word, but I took hold of my now dripping wet cock and began to softly rub it over her clit and pussy, she threw her head back and her eyes rolled and she softly moaned. I slowly started to push the tip of my cock into her gaping, wet pussy, just a little bit at a time, teasing her almost, although it became to much for both of us and very soon after I just had to start fucking her deeper. By this point her pussy was gushing with every thrust and I’ve never seen a girl be that wet before, my cock was throbbing and all the ideas of where I wanted to finish were running through my head. Before I had chance to decide, she said “I want to feel you fill my mouth”. So we swapped positions, I was sat on the back of the boot and she was again kneeling down and sucking on my cock, one hand cradling my balls and the other rubbing her pussy which I could see was squirting onto the floor below. It was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. As she sucked deeper each time I could feel I was getting close to blowing I’m sure she could feel my balls pulsating in her hands and my cock thickening in her mouth, finally I blew. I looked down to see it pouring out the sides of her mouth as she carried on sucking. She slowly let go of my cock and then swallowed what was left of my load before using her middle finger to clean up the rest on her face. We made our way back up to the apartment where there were 3 other girls already sleeping. 2 in one room and one in another. I said I’d stay on the floor of their room fully clothed so no one would suspect anything. We both fell asleep and I thought that was the end of it. I woke up in the early hours of the morning with visions of our sex filled night still fresh in my mind, as I came to my sense I realised I had woken with a throbbing hard on. The bad side of me took over again, and even though she was now in bed with another player I couldn’t help but wonder how I could fuck her or even both of them. I slowly got up onto the bed and as she lay In her simply pyjamas I could see her nipples through the sides of her shirt. I began to run my fingers over them she moved slightly, (she knew what was happening) and began to rub her hands over my cock again, all whilst there was a second girl lay right next to her. I began to run my hand down her body and over her pussy that I could feel was already dripping, she struggled not to make a sound and in fear of doing so she removed my hand from her legs but continued to stroke my cock that she had now taken out of my pants. I could feel the build up again, my cock throbbing, the girl next to her had rolled over a couple of times already and I was sure she knew what was going on right beside her. She grabbed my hand and swapped it for hers on my cock, she moved closer to me and pulled out her underwear for me to blow over her pussy. Her tits were in my face, I could hear her playing in her pussy and the 2nd girl was only inches away, my cock began to throb my balls pulsating, I just couldn’t hold any longer. I blew a thick, big load all over her pussy and across the bed and then she causally pulled up her underwear and rolled back over. I returned to my unsuspecting spot on the floor and went back to sleep. The next morning we all left the apartment without any questions or suspicions, and to this day no one knows the going’s on of that seductive, sexy night. Now I eagerly wait the next naughty night out to see if that can be topped. Yours sincerely, Justsomeguy.

27 June 2023

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During a recent holiday to Adelaide, I caught up with my good friend, Ryan. On Saturday. He picked me up from my hotel room, and we drove to the seaside resort of Glenelg on the west coast nestled on the calm waters of the Gulf of St Vincent, a short distance from the city. Ryan was an avid fisherman, and while he cast a line into the sea at the end of the pier, I hired a skiff for the first time and taught myself how to row. I quickly mastered balancing the craft while standing, but when it came to landing on the beach, I constantly capsized on the little surf that lapped the shore. As the sun set across the gulf, bathing the environment in an orange hue, I decided it was time for one last attempt before returning the craft to the hirer. The beach was thinning out, and as I rounded the pier for my final attempt to land the skiff, I saw Ryan packing up his fishing gear. Lining up the craft with the shore and building up some momentum, the bow lifted slightly on the wave; I bent my knees, adjusted the weight distribution, and held my nerve. The beach approached quickly, I trimmed the skiff to control the wobbles, and within seconds, the boat coasted up the sand with a satisfying crunch. “Yes!” I exclaimed in victory, planting the oar firmly in the sand and stepping off the craft. “Impressive,” Came a female voice from my left. Turing, I watched a well-constructed blonde walking in my direction. She wore dark sunglasses; her hair was tied in a neckerchief; she wore a blue and red swimsuit and denim shorts. This woman had the biggest set of cans I have ever seen. She reminded me of the vintage pornstar Sally Layd in so many details. “Thanks,” I acknowledge, reaching for my towel, “That’s my first time landing it on the beach.” “Yeah, I saw you falling off a couple of times.” “It took all afternoon to master,” I said, towelling down. “Wow,” Came another compliment, “You look like a natural.” “It’s something that I’ve always wanted to do,” I responded, “But the beach landing was harder than I thought.” “You nailed it at the end,” She observed. “After so many failures, I finally figured out the trick to a perfect landing.” “Yeah?” She smiled, “Show me.” “I would,” I replied, glancing at the tranquil water, “But I have a return the skiff before the hirer closes,” The blonde shot me a quizzical look, not sure whether to believe me. “No, really,” I insisted, “They close at 6 O’Clock.” I pointed to the hirer’s cart parked above the beach with a steady stream of customers returning their watercraft. “Fair enough,” She acknowledged, “You better get your deposit.” After grabbing my belongings, I returned the skiff and the woman with the big cans automatically tagged along. We sat on the bench staring at the ocean. “I’m Jason, by the way.” “Milika, nice to meet you.” “That’s a pretty name.” “Thanks, it’s Bosnian.” Milika had an Australian accent and was born here. Her father was Bosnian but referred to himself as Yugoslavian, a throwback to the former Republic. “Have you been?” She asked, referring to a visit to Bosnia. “Never had the pleasure,” I replied, “But it’s on the bucket list.” “It’s a nice part of the world,” Milika said reflectively, “I was there last year.” “Last year, I went to Norfolk Island,” I said, “A tiny island in the middle of the Pacific.” “That’s part of Australia, yeah?” “Yep. It’s a nice place, but I stayed too long,” I laughed, telling Milika that I experienced everything the destination has to offer twice. “Do you live in Adelaide?” She asked. “Sydney.” “Ah, you’re on holiday?” “Yeah, taking a quick break and catching up with friends,” I replied, “Like Ryan over there.” Ryan was making his way towards us, carrying his fishing gear. “Any luck?” I asked. “Not today,” He replied disappointingly, “You figured out where you’re staying?” I had not. This trip to Adelaide was made with little, if any, planning. I booked a hotel in the city for the first night of my stay, but arrangements for Saturday and Sunday had not been made, and the evening was fast approaching. We made the introductions and walked towards Ryan’s car to deposit his equipment, and I grabbed my suitcase, being in mind to stay at Glenelg for the weekend. “Is it beer time?” I asked. “It sure is,” Replied Ryan. “Would you like to join us?” I asked Milika, who appeared to follow us like a lost puppy. “Thank you,” She replied, “I’d like that.” The three of us walked the short distance to the Glenelg Jetty Hotel. I bought the first round of drinks and sat in the beer garden, enjoying the balmy evening air. Over several rounds of drinks, I finally sorted out my accommodation, paying for a room at the Hotel. I am always partial to staying at pubs across the country, and the room I paid for was spacious and newly renovated. “Well, I’d better get back to the family,” Ryan announced after finishing his third bottle of Heinekin, “Good seeing you, buddy!” Ryan and I embraced and shook hands before he disappeared into the crowd. “And then there were two,” I joked with Milika. “I have to go after this,” Milika replied and nodded towards her drink. “Fair enough,” I said, a little disappointed that Milika decided to leave so soon. “What are your plans for tonight?” “Well, there’s a band playing here, so I’ll likely watch it before turning in.” “Sounds good,” Milika said, “It was nice to meet you. Enjoy the evening.” And then there was one. After my drink, I grabbed my case and went to my room. Showering and changing clothes, I returned to the bar with my Kindle and ordered dinner. I noticed the pub was filling up steadily, and there were several attractive women, but none as well-made as Milika. I missed that busty Bosnian. The band was mediocre at best, but it did attract patrons to the dancefloor. After dinner, I decided to relinquish my table to a group party and grabbed a stool at the bar. Despite the ambient noise and patrons jostling for service, I found it easy to become engrossed in the book on my Kindle. At one point, someone tapped me persistently on the shoulder. At first, I thought a drinker wanted to squeeze between me and the bar. I apologies and shifted my stool as much as possible to the left. However, the tapping persisted. I turned to face my tormentor and looked straight into the eyes of a smiling Milika. “Oh, hey,” I stammered, surprised by her reappearance, “What brings you back?” “I thought I would join you for a drink.” “By all means,” I grinned, “Same again or something different?” “I’d like a glass of wine, please.” “Sure,” I ordered, “Shall we find somewhere to sit?” We found a place to sit outside on the sidewalk. It was undoubtedly quieter despite the regular presence of trams rumbling by. After chatting over a couple of drinks, Milika asked about my personal life. “No one at present,” I answered, “What about yourself?” “I have a boy toy to scratch a specific itch, but nobody regular.” “Wow,” I said, “I was expecting you to be firmly off the market.” “Why did you assume that?” Milika asked with a smile. “You’re very attractive, confident and engaging.” “Oh, thank you. That’s very sweet.” “So, what’s that specific itch you have?” I asked cheekily. Milika paused while a huge grin lit up her face. “I may tell you later.” “What made you want to hang out with me?” I asked, changing the subject slightly. “I watched you at the beach earlier,” She said, “It was your persistence that intrigued me, and I’m drawn to confident men.” From that point on, I knew I was getting laid, but there was more courting to do on both sides. Understanding what makes a person tick inside and out, and being flirtatious, helps build anticipation and usually results in a more satisfying outcome. “I knew you were someone I wanted to talk to,” Milika continued. “This pleases me,” I replied, my gaze continually dropping to her ample cleavage and admiring the view. We chatted about benign topics for some time before Milika suggested we do a couple of shots. We fought our way to the bar and ordered tequila. From past courtships, charges of agave usually lead to a happy outcome for both parties. “What are you into, sexually?” Milika asked me. “Everything that doesn’t involve pain, scat or animal,” I joked. “Pretty broad-minded then?” “There’s not much I’m not into,” I rephrased, “The best sex begins with the mind.” “For sure,” Milika said, “Once you’ve unlocked my mind, you can take my body.” And what a body it was! Guys in the bar were furtively glancing at Milika and admiring her assets, including long, shapely legs and a solid butt. She was no stick insect, but, at the same time, Milika was not overweight or fat. “What are your sexual limits?” I asked Milika. “Same as you,” She replied, “I love cock!” “Have you knocked boots with a woman?” “Kinda,” Milika said, “I was in a relationship with a football player a few years ago, and we did a threesome with another woman for his birthday.” “Enjoy it?” “He did,” She answered, “We all did, but it was not quite what you’re thinking.” “Oh?” “There was no sexual activity between her and me,” Milika explained, “We pleasured him.” “Okay,” I chuckled, “I’ve done FMF threesomes, and I’ve always encouraged girl-on-girl action.” “You’re a typical red-blooded male.” Milika playfully slapped my arm, “What else have you done?” The tequila had loosened my inhibitions, and I felt comfortable talking about some of my more extreme sexual encounters. “Had sex with a trans-sexual back in the day.” “Really?” Milika’s eyes widened, “What was that like?” “Yeah, it was good.” “Have you been with men?” She probed. I did not answer directly but confirmed some quirky facial expressions. “You have!” Malika crowed, “Top or bottom.” “Top mainly.” “So, you like giving anal?” She asked. “Of course.” “Which is best, men or women?” “Women, for the win!” I confirmed. “Do you like my butt?” “It’s fantastic!” “What would you do to it?” Milika asked, clearly aroused. “Lick it, kiss it and, if you let me fuck it.” “Mm, you might get lucky tonight,” She teased. At that moment, the band struck up a tune that Milika favoured and yanked me by the hand and onto the dancefloor. She gyrated alluringly, lost in the music while I stood on the periphery and watched. When the tune ended, Milika came up to me and whispered in my ear. “Take me to your room,” She said, “I want to take your cock in my mouth, and we’ll just have to see where it goes from there.” Milika’s offer was impossible to turn down. The thought of unwrapping and exploring her body cut through the alcoholic fog immediately, and the cock grew in anticipation. “Let’s go.” In the stairwell on the way to my hotel room, Milika pushed me against the wall and started furiously kissing me and grabbing my crotch while I pawed her massive tits. A couple descending the stairs interrupted us, and giggling, we made it to my room. Milika removed her top, discarded her shorts, revealed her handpicked lingerie, and climbed onto the bed. “I’ve got a very long tongue,” She said seductively, licking two fingers, “Getting them wet for my pussy.” Yes, it was longer than usual, but not like Kiss’ Gene Simmons’ tongue. Milika’s fingers went down to her snatch and played with the lips. “Crotchless panties,” She teased, “They’re so much fun!” Next, she brought the fingers back to her mouth, extended her tongue, and added more saliva. “I’m going to get my tits out for you since you’ve been staring at them all day.” Milika pulled down the bra straps and revealed a pair of fleshy boobs with little if any sag but 100 per cent natural. “My nipples are so hard, and they make my pussy so wet when I play with them.” This gorgeous Bosnian played with her tits and pulled on her nipples which glistened with saliva. Milika laid back on the bed and resumed playing with her pussy. Using both hands, she parted the lips revealing a moist pink core. As she played with her cunt, Milika implored me to pinch her nipples and play with her boobs which I was more than happy to oblige. “Come and look at my pussy.” Said Milika, who easily inserted a finger into her musky box. The second finger slipped inside, and Milika began finger fucking herself. “Can you hear that?” She asked. Indeed, I could. The fucking motion caused a sloshing noise from within Milika’s pussy that sounded like a sponge being squeezed. She was gushing. “Shall we try three?” She asked me, “My pussy’s a bit harder to pump with three.” The challenge of three of her dainty fingers was a little too tricky because her pussy was so tight. I imagined how tighter her arsehole was going to be. “I really want your cock,” Milika said, after slapping her clit, “Will you give it to me?” Getting naked had never had a more urgent priority, and I scrambled to discard my clothes and free my diamond-strength cock, which I brought to Milika’s waiting mouth. While her mouth was spacious, Milika struggled with length but made a point to press my engorged head against the inside of her cheek. “Do you like that on your balls?” After using her extended tongue to lap against my rapidly tightening sack, she asked. Milika got on her nads and knees while I brought up my foot to the bed. She resumed throating my cock from that new position which allowed her to swallow a few extra millimetres of length. Her technique was good, and she enjoyed giving head. I loved it when she spat on the head and rubbed it in. “Are you going to spit on my pussy like that?” She asked lustily before resuming her oral attention, “Spit on my arsehole, maybe?” I loved the way Milika kept spitting on my cock, making the shaft glisten from the light of the bedside table and keeping direct eye contact with me. Despite her obvious talent, Milika showed no inclination to eat my arsehole. I could have asked, I guess, but this whole experience seemed surreal. “You know how wet it makes me sucking on cock?” She asked, “It makes my pussy swell, my clit throb and my nipples hard, so I need your cock inside me.” I reckoned Milika sucked on my cock and licked my balls for a good ten minutes, maybe fifteen. However, I was more than happy to experience Milika’s cunt. “And maybe you’ll put your cock somewhere else,” She teased. Straddling me, Milika grabbed the shaft of my cock and eased it into her volcanic pussy. Yes, she was tight, wet and hot. As she gently rocked on my crotch, I could hear just how wet she was. Milika pinched her nipples hard, lost in ecstasy, eyes closed, and loan moans of pleasure filled the room. “Fuck me from behind!” Milika scooted off me. I pressed the head of my cock in between the crotchless panties and entered her pussy easily. Being inside Milika felt fantastic, and I could have easily pumped myself to an orgasm. Each time I withdrew my cock, the shaft sparkled from the substantial layer of juice. Milika whimpered and purred as I picked up the pace. I was unsure if she came or was coming, but the volume never rose substantially. With my hands on her hips, my head was back, eyes closed, I felt great fucking Milika’s cunt. “Look at me,” She ordered, “I want it in my arse.” Milika eased the crotchless panties down her shapely thighs and slapped each fleshy globe. “You know what makes me come, harder?” She asked me, “A finger in my arse or a cock in my arse.” Milika leaned on her elbows and told me to lubricate her arsehole. “Grab the lube from my bag,” Milika panted after enjoying a minute or two of my tongue dancing across her puckered hole, “All over my arse.” After retrieving the bottle of lube, I flipped the cap and squeezed a generous amount on her hole and across each cheek. “Yeah, that’s the right amount.” Placing both hands on Milika’s cheeks, I worked the lubrication across the skin and hole. “Stick a finger inside,” Milika orders when I scrapped a fingernail across her O-ring. I pressed the fingertip against the hole and pressed. Milika took a sharp intake of breath, but the grease application enabled a surprising entry. She was massaging her clit and humming like a well-oiled engine when I added a second finger. “Rub your cock across my arsehole,” She pleaded, “Get that lube all over your cock.” Milika reached around and pressed a finger on the head of my cock. She directed the tip inside her arsehole. I pushed, and her rosette yielded, allowing me to feed her arsehole serious length. “Oh,” Milika groaned, “Your cock is in my arsehole. Fucking my tight arsehole.” Indeed, it was tight, but the liberal application of lube made penetration much easier, and I was balls deep in no time. “Do me harder,” Milika pleaded. For several minutes, Milika was uttering gibberish as I ploughed her shitter. I knew that I was close to peaking, but it felt too good to end it so soon. As a means of circuit-breaking the inevitable, I asked Milika to flip over. I grabbed her hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed. She pulled her legs back, exposing her arsehole, and I fed it my sticky length. Milika’s face showed an almost dreamlike appearance as I picked up the pace. She constantly pinched at the nipples of her enormous breasts and kept her gaze locked on mine. I tried desperately to prolonge my orgasm, but Milika’s arsehole, her dirty talk and the sight of her incredible body tipped me over the edge. “Where do you want me to come?” I hissed through gritted teeth. Milika came alive and was very specific. “I want you to come inside my arse,” She said firmly, “And to let it drip into that glass over there.” She was referring to the glass on the counter by the TV. “And then I want you to pour on my face.” Holy shit, man! This chick was hardcore and had very definitive ideas for tonight’s action. “Here it comes,” I groaned as my balls violently spat out ropes of hot come deep inside Milika’s dirty arse. “I felt that,” Milika giggled, “That was strong, Jason.” Her statement was spot-on. I had a tremendous orgasm, and when she flexed her muscle, the secondary jolts of pleasure were powerful. When my climax subsided, I eased my softening cock from her bung and reached for the glass. Pressing against Milika’s sphincter, she pushed. Nothing came out at first, but then ribbons of sperm fell into the waiting glass. I had filled her up with a respectable amount of sperm. “Pour it on my face.” Milika shuffled off the bed and onto the floor. She titled her head back and pursed her lips, using one hand to stimulate her engorged clit. I upended the glass, and the filthy cocktail of sperm and lubricant dripped onto her pretty face. Milika suddenly shuddered and let out a long, guttural moan. “Fuck, yeah!” Milika took the glass from me and tongued the inside. Slime dripped from her face onto her tits. With the glass cleaned, Milika went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. “Now, that’s a proper fuck!” Milika was not wrong. She had a shower and departed, promising to see me the next day and ramp up the action. If I thought tonight was her A-game, I was sorely mistaken. I awoke on Sunday slightly groggy from an excess of alcohol but with a raging hard-on as I recalled the filthy exploits of the night before. Milika and I tentatively agreed to meet again today, so I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my phone. Sure enough, she had sent me a text thanking me for a wonderful night and including a photo of one of her enormous boobs. I realised that her ‘boobage’ or chest real estate had been underutilised last night in favour of some filthy anal sex instead. Given the high probability of meeting again later today, I was determined to lavish plenty of attention on those impressive globes. “That’s lovely,” I replied, responding to the photo, “How are you this morning?” “Feeling good, and you?” “Energised,” I replied, adding, “In mind and body.” “Did you have fun last night?” “You know I did,” I tapped, “Both in and out of my hotel room.” “Same,” Milika replied, “Fancy more fun today?” “What did you have in mind?” “Some drinks and maybe some more bum fun?” “Reads like a plan,” I said, “How is your arse? BTW, hope I wasn’t too rough with it?” Milika responded for several minutes before sending me a photo of her curvy derrière. “She positively buzzed this morning and eager to play some more.” It took supreme forbearance to not jerk off my twitching cock. Milika’s most intimate hole drained my balls in an epic session on par with the filthiest porn saved in my favourites list on Xhamster. Milika asked me to meet her in Morphettville later in the day following church and the traditional family Sunday lunch, two activities she was not keen on. Having promised to do so, I gathered my bathers and headed to the beach to cool my loins. I was rather stiff from my water-born exertions from the previous day, so I bathed and tanned, preferring to relax rather than exercise. My friend, Ryan, was also busy with family duties, so I was on my own; to be fair, the solitude comforted me. Becoming hungry, I headed along ANZAC Highway back to the pub where I was staying. After showering and changing, I grabbed lunch at a local café and opened my phone. Boy, Milika had been busy texting or, more accurately, sexting. In a flurry, I received photos, selfies, in various suggestive poses at the church and from her parents’ house. She was marketing her best assets; cleavage, butt cheeks, offset face and one on the toilet. I zoomed in on the latter to see if Milika was peeing, but the shot was taken so haste that the focus obscured the action. “Very nice,” I tapped back after appreciating the photo montage. “Finally,” She replied with mock indignation, “Where have you been?” “Cooling…my…off at the beach,” Came my truthful yet ambiguous reply. “Sure is hot,” Was Milika’s response, not picking up on my implied insinuation, “What are you up to?” “Grabbing some lunch and, after that, will jump on the tram and meet you.” “Ok, cool,” She wrote back, “I’m about to leave my folks’ place. See you around 4-ish.” Given that our meeting time was several hours away, I assumed that her parents lived some distance from the suburb of Morphettville – the appointed meeting place – where Milika lived. I glanced at the Omega Seamaster that graced my arm; two hours to go. “Awwwh!” My cock groaned under and twitched with anticipation. Before I met Milika the day before, I had plans to do things in and around Glenelg, but none of those activities were achieved. The pursuit of anal-themed debauchery trumped all alternatives. “Just stepping off the tram,” texted Milika about an hour before our appointed meeting time. I received no response from Milika as I strolled down Morphett Road beside the world-famous Morphettville Racecourse. I quickly found our meeting place, a small wooded park which I assumed was close to Milika’s place. A small creek bisected the green space, and while the sun was burning everything before it, some discrete, shaded area allowed me to consume some beers and read my book. I could barely focus on my book; the need to check my phone took precedence, but there were no messages, which frustrated me. As the sun sank to the west, across the Gulf of St. Vincent, the orange hue cast the suburb in an unworldly light that reminded me of Jeff Wayne’s War of the Worlds, which I had recently seen on stage, starring the underrated Shannon Noll nailing Phil Lynott’s original performance. Around 4:15 PM, after depositing my empty beer bottles in a nearby bin, l perceived the busty Bosnian’s voluptuous figure approaching me from the opposite side of the park. My beer-addled prick jumped into life as soon as Milika waved in acknowledgement. She wore a canary-yellow polka dot summer dress perfectly contoured to her voluptuous body. Sunglasses shielded her eyes, a navy blue wide-brimmed hat protected her face, and her long blonde hair flowed behind her. Hanging from her shoulder was a small handbag, and in her hand was a bottle of wine wrapped in a neoprene sleeve. Milika’s swagger was guaranteed to enrage any red-blooded male. And she knew it! “Glad you’re here,” She swooned, kissing my cheeks rather than planting her lips on mine. Milika indeed felt feline and slippery when held in my strong masculine grip. My rapidly bulging cock felt uncomfortable and noticeable, pressing against her meaty thigh. She knew, of course, but chose to ignore the not-so-subtle intrusion. “How was your day?” I asked after we broke the embrace. “Ugh, families,” Milika replied with a humourous snort, “I need a drink.” Milika explained that she drove to church and her parents for lunch so that she could join me earlier than had she taken public transport. As a result, this family Sunday was dry and cattier than usual. She grabbed a bottle of Chardonnay from the fridge that would have been drunk at her parents and joined me. “We’ll have to drink this from the bottle,” Milika chuckled, “Like proper bogans.” “I’m cool with that,” I laughed as I removed the ice-cold bottle from the sleeve and unscrewed the top, “Be my guest.” Milika took the proffered bottle, raised it to her mouth, and took a generous swig. “That’s better!” I took a mouthful and immediately winced at the bitterness. Milika laughed at my reaction and then leaned in for a lip kiss. “So,” Milika asked, “How was your day?” “I found amusements enough before coming here.” “As amusing as last night?” “Alas, no,” I replied, taking a sip of wine, “There are very few amusements in this world that would top last night’s fun.” Milika beamed in satisfaction and leaned in for another kiss, and she breathed into my ear that she enjoyed the evening. Taking another sip of wine, Milika instantly spluttered, and wine dribbled from her mouth down her chin before dropping right between her cleavage. She coughed uncontrollably, expelling the wine that had clogged her airway. “Wrong hole?” “No such thing as the wrong hole,” Milika said, gasping for air as she recovered, her gigantic chest heaving mightily. After wiping her eyes and chin, Milika surveyed the state of her dress. The fabric had a small wet patch, but most fluid had disappeared in the tight cleft between her tits. “Look where you made me spill my wine,” She laughed. “Me?” I chuckled, “I din do nuffink!” “Feels nice and cold against my skin,” Milika noted as she wiped her mouth, “Need more of that.” Milika dropped the straps of her summer dress so that they rested against her biceps before pulling the front of her dress down to expose more tit flesh. Taking hold of the bottle, she drizzled cold wine from left to right across the skin. “Ohh,” Milika exclaimed, giggling, “Makes my skin shiver.” “You’re not wearing a bra, are you?” “Nope,” Milika giggled, “No panties either.” “You’re such a naughty slut!” “Yep, I love being such a tease,” She said, pulling the dress further down to free her incredible breasts. She placed the bottle on the concrete by the bench we were sitting on and kneaded the flesh, pushing her tits together and flicking the nipples with her nails. “They’re incredible,” I said, waiting for Milika to let me grope them. “Yep,” She agreed, “They’re a hit with the guys and the girls.” “You’re into girls?” I asked without surprise. “Occasionally,” She confirmed, “Prefer cock, though.” “I’m into anal, as you know,” Milika laughed, “And girls just don’t cut it.” “Really?” I asked, “Dildo, toys, fist?” “Fist, in my butt?” Milika asked askance before screwing up her face, “Nothing beats a hot, pulsating cock ploughing my guts.” “Classy,” I laughed. “Yes, that was crude,” Agreed Milika with a girly giggle, “You want to touch these?” Milika turned and offered me her enormous globes. They were larger than my hands, firm to the touch and topped with a pair of pink, suckable teats. When I licked them, Milika threw her head back in pleasure and softly moaned. My cock rose to immediate attention, straining in my shorts. “That’s it,” She breathed, pulling my head in deeper and stroking my hair, “Making me so wet.” She did not exaggerate. I manoeuvred a hand between her legs and probed her hairless, sopping slit. Milika spread her legs, allowing me to slide two fingers inside. She pulled her dress up and began rubbing her clit. Seconds later, she came, her sexy body shuddering and rippling, but the orgasm seemed a little subdued. “Fuck, that was good,” Milika panted, “Unexpected!” I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean of Milika’s musky juice. After scanning the park for intruders or peeping Toms, I released my straining cock, which glistened in the scorching sun. Milika placed a dainty hand around the throbbing shaft. “Hello, stranger,” She cooed, “Let’s get reacquainted.” Leaning down, Milika’s generous mouth engulfed my pole, and she expertly blew me, using her lips, tongue and hand. Since my thoughts continually replayed the events of the night before and the anticipation of a follow-up session, I dug deep into my reserves of self-control to stop from prematurely coming. Milika sensed this, too and released her lips from the head of my cock with a snap. She looked around pensively before removing her dress. Fully naked in the park, she deftly relieved me of my shorts and confidently announced she would tit wank me. “Haven’t had a good sausage sandwich in a while,” I said, knowing that those melons would get me off in no time, and this time I had no intention of holding back. Milika got off the bench and knelt before me, playing with her tits. She began coughing up as much saliva as her wine-scented mouth could produce. Milika slutilly let long tendrils of spits exit her mouth and land on her “breast-age”. I was encouraged to add my saliva and spat as much as possible to add to the mix. What Milika did next surprised me. She reached between her legs, fingered her sopping box and smeared cunt juice over her skin. “I think I’m ready for you,” She said, shuffling a bit closer so that her chest could engulf my cock. Milika pressed kilos of flesh against my quivering cock. She began bobbing up and down with our fingers locked together, bringing me off with expert ease. Her eyes never left mine as I moaned and groaned at the incredible sensation of being a prisoner to this woman’s extraordinary assets. After a few minutes, Milika said her knees were hurting on the searing concrete. Standing up, we traded places. She lay down on the wooden bench, and I straddled her, placing my cock back between her tits. I noticed a small wet patch on the ground from where she had knelt. “Just make sure you cream all over them, alright?” “Oh, I will,” I replied, placing my greasy shaft between that thick flesh, “Guaranteed.” I pressed each breast together, and Milika placed her fingers against mine for an extra tight grip. The spit and pussy juice lube was not ideal, especially not in this heat, and my cock chafed a little, but there was enough to slide my cock in and out those mammaries. “I love getting my tits fucked,” She moaned repeatedly, “Fuck them hard.” Milika seemed in heaven, lying on the bench, revelling at my expression as her boobs brought me to the brink of a tremendous orgasm. Sweat was pouring from my brow as she encouraged me to pound her chest and plaster it with hot sperm. “Shit!” I hissed as my cock violently twitched and coughed up ropes of thick white sludge that covered the skin between each breast. That was followed by high-velocity spurts of more translucent fluid that hit random points across Milika’s gorgeous face, which surprised her. “Goodness!” Milika squealed as she flinched from the tendrils of boiling jizz and hit her in the face, “You’re naughty.” I laughed after my orgasm subsided, seeing what a mess I had made of Milika’s face. She wiped the sperm from her top lip and chin. There was a sizeable deposit on her throat, too. “Oh, you’re backed up,” She said after discovering how much sperm was plastered on her torso, “Wow!” “I wasn’t expected to come so much,” I breathed, wiping my forehead, “Especially after last night.” “You came more today, for sure,” She smiled, “You gave me exactly what I wanted. Thank you!” “My pleasure,” I said, climbing off Milika’s body, “That was great!” She swung her legs and sat upright, surveying the splatter pattern across her huge tits before massaging my cream into her skin. I noticed another wet patch on the bench. Was she a squirter, I wondered. “You’re a big cummer,” She complimented. “Well, you have huge boobs,” I said, “And they are essential for a great tit wank.” “That’s what I’m told,” Milika snickered, “I need a drink.” Grabbing the bottle that was indeed warm now, she upended it and almost drained what remained. Handing me the bottle, I drained the last mouthful. “I need something colder than that,” Milika said and spat on the ground before reaching for her dress, “You want to come back to my place?” “Love to,” I said without a second thought as I pulled up my shorts, “Should we get some liquid refreshments?” “Sure,” Milika replied after fixing her hat, grabbing her bag and the empty bottle of wine, “There is a pub and bottle shop along the way.” The air conditioning was so welcome when we crossed the pub’s threshold. We ordered drinks and found a table. “Be right back, sweetie,” Milika said, giving me a peck on the lips. “Why so long?” I asked after I had nearly finished my beer before Milika returned. “I had to clean up,” She chuckled before downing a glass of water in front of her, “It was not a pretty sight.” “You could have used me for that,” I joked. “That would have made it worse!” Milika and I shared several drinks and a cold meats and dips platter. The conversation was witty and laced with innuendos as we teased each other, knowing there would be another session at her place. Upon leaving, we grabbed a bottle of wine and walked through a tangle of respectable suburban streets before arriving at a quiet apartment block. Milika ushered me with a sense of pride into her tastefully decorated abode. As I closed the door to her third-floor apartment, Milika immediately announced she was showering because she felt funky from the afternoon’s activities. I was instructed to grab two glasses from the kitchen and park on the balcony. I briefly looked around the apartment, which was tastefully decorated and adorned with photos of family, friends, and, I assumed, lovers past and present. I found the screw in the kitchen and quickly removed the cork from the bottle. I grabbed two glasses and filled a wine bucket with ice from the freezer. Stepping onto the balcony, the sun was cresting the roof of Milika’s apartment, heading west with perhaps thirty minutes left until it descended below the top of the neighbouring building, its heat dissipating as the day died. On the balcony were two lounge chairs and a table against the far wall. On the table was an ashtray filled with DIY cigarette butts, an empty bong, a small red vibrator, and a bottle of personal lubrication, half full. Evidently, the Busty Bosnian got up to a lot of fun behind closed doors, but not necessarily on her own. I sat down with the sun blinding me, removed my t-shirt and took a sip of wine, which was better than the first. The shower ceased, and I heard the curtain pulled back. Minutes later, Milika joined me on the balcony dressed in a turquoise fishnet top, which strained to cover her boobs, stockings, and a matching pair of panties. “You look amazing!” I gushed as Milika took the glass from me, “That’s a sensational outfit.” “Glad you like it,” She acknowledged as she took the chair closest to the wall where the table was positioned. “This is a nice apartment,” I said, “Do you own it?” “Ten years now,” She replied proudly, “The sun is about to set.” “It’s going to be gorgeous,” I predicted as I swallowed more wine. “I watch the sunset all the time,” Milika whispered. “Just watch,” I grinned while cocking my head towards the table and its contents. “What can I say,” Milika replied without embarrassment, “Sunbathing makes me horny, so I pleasure myself.” “That toy seems oddly inadequate,” I said, noting its smallness. “Oh, I have a substantial toy collection in my room,” She noted, “That one warms me up.” “And the bong?” I asked, “You don’t look the type to be a smoker.” “I’m not,” Milika laughed, “It belongs to a friend.” “A lover?” “A friend with benefits,” She winked at me. “Ah,” I nodded in acknowledgement, “Fair enough.” We sat silently and watched the sun drop below the roof of the complex next door. The temperature noticeably cooled, and we both expressed relief. However, the ambient temperature remained stubbornly in the thirties, and this meant the ice melted and the wine warmed up. However, none of this bothered Milika, who stared into the west, eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. “Penny for your thoughts?” I asked as the silence continued. “Huh?” She said, “Oh, I was just thinking about something, a fantasy I have that could be fulfilled.” “Oh, and what’s that?” “When do you come back to Adelaide?” She asked. I planned to collect a hire car the next day and explore the wine regions, and my visit had little to do with wine but to hook up with an old work colleague with whom I had a fling a couple of years earlier that began in a haunted house. Milika did not need to know that part of my trip, but I answered her question with midday Friday in one week. “And when do you go back to Sydney?” “Saturday afternoon,” I answered, “Why?” “Well, I was thinking,” Milika’s words tumbled out with little cohesion, “And I don’t expect you to say yes, but…” “But what?” I asked, “Spit it out.” “Well, OMG,” She stuttered, holding her head in a hand, “Ok, well, a long-held fantasy of mine is to have a threesome with two guys.” “Ok.” “Yeah, and while I have no issue pleasuring two or more guys, I really want to be DP’d,” Milika was almost hyperventilating, “You’d be perfect since you’re an arse lover.” “And the other gentleman is your friend with benefits?” “Yes, but he doesn’t go for anal,” Milika confessed, becoming bright red with embarrassment, “But he wants to help me fulfil my fantasy.” “You could have your pick of Adelaide’s finest with that body,” I laughed, “Why me?” “Because you know what you’re doing,” She said directly and seriously, “And you’ve pleasured me no end in the short time since we met.” “Likewise,” I reassured her, “You’re a real firecracker.” Milika relaxed a tad and asked me whether it was possible to fulfil her fantasy. I gave conditional assent pending the necessary chemistry between the three parties. “Well,” Milika launched into another nervous word salad, which can be distilled into the following sentence, “Let’s meet on Friday, have a few drinks and see how it goes.” “I’d prefer exclusive access with you,” I said, “But if the three of us hit it off, I’m happy to help you fulfil a fantasy.” “Oh, goody,” She squealed and reached for her phone to tap out a message to her friend with benefits, “It’s going to be so good.” I agreed after participating in several – not many - MMF threesomes in the past. The trick to success is chemistry and ensuring the female is treated with respect by making her the centre of attention and reading the signs of her body and mind. There were only a couple of occasions when we males delivered a DP, but those sessions were epic. My FWB, his name is Adrian, never stays the night,” Milika said after completing the message, “So, if you stay with me when you get back to town, I’ll give you an exclusive one-on-one going away present on Saturday.” “That’s an offer I cannot refuse,” I said, hardness returning to my crotch. “In addition,” Milika purred, leaning in for a kiss, “You have exclusive rights to me tonight.” “Exclusive rights?” I asked while fondling one of her massive breasts, “All access?” “You can touch me anywhere you want,” She bit my lip, “Use any hole for your pleasure.” “Lead the way.” Milika stood up, grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. There were a variety of sex toys strewn around the room. The open wardrobe showed a wide selection of sexy lingerie, including leather boots, handcuffs, whips, and ball gags. Milika had a serious sex drive with some BDSM tendencies. When she flopped on the bed, I undid my belt and discarded my shorts. Upon seeing my rejuvenated boner, Milika rolled onto her side, grabbed my pole and took it deep into her mouth, moaning as she sucked. She grabbed a long thin, red-coloured sex toy on the bed and inserted a fat end into her cunt. Milika fucked herself while blowing my cock. She was running as fast as the Nile because I could hear a sloshing noise with each thrust, and the toy’s body glistened with juice. As she sucked and fucked, I roughly pawed both massive breasts while sighing as my cock was expertly throated. Occasionally, I reached down and flicked her bean, causing spasms of pleasure as my cock dripped with saliva. After five minutes of this action, Milika removed the toy from her pussy, sucked on the head and then flipped over to all fours and ordered me to fuck her from behind. My wet cock easily entered her dripping snatch. A second toy was deployed against her clit while Milika continued sucking on the long dongler. Milika’s pussy was tight and slick as I pumped her. Every few seconds, in between moans, we told each other how good this fucking was. As I increased the tempo, my pounding action caused her luscious butt cheeks to quiver, and the rippling effect engulfed her entire body. Milika came several times in short, shrill screams. “Put this in my arse,” She said, handing me a mid-sized red vibrator she had recently used to stimulate her clit. Taking the vibrator from her, I pulled my cock out so that only the head remained inside her hot box; I spat on my fingers and applied the lubricant to Milika’s puckered hole. Seconds later, I directed the tapered head of the vibrate to her arse and pressed. Milika accepted the intrusion readily, and I quickly developed a rhythm where I could insert my prick and withdraw the dildo to mimic a classic two cock DP. “Let me ride you,” Milika pleaded after several minutes of doggy. We swapped positions, and Milika straddled me effortlessly. After a minute or two of her riding me, Milika grabbed the red vibrator, reached around and slid it into her arse. The pressure exerted on my cock through the thin membrane, combined with the buzzing, felt incredible on my cock. “Fuck, yeah,” I panted, “That feels amazing.” Milika had to keep her hand on the toy’s base to prevent it from shooting across the room. She was panting and moaning and taking satisfaction from my facial features. “Those vibrations are incredible!” I repeated. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” “Awesome,” I grunted, “You’re making my cock feel great.” At that moment, I held Milika’s juicy butt in place and slammed into her, my thighs slapping against hers. “Oh, yeah, that’s it,” She wailed, “Fuck me like that, don’t stop!” With my hands planted firmly on her cheeks, I fucked Milika’s pussy hard while the vibrator continued doing its thing in the dirt box. As she sat back “I’m coming!” “Yeah, baby, come on my hard cock.” As I sucked on her pert nipples, Milika climaxed hard; her face reddened as waves of pleasure washed over her impressive body. The pussy spasmed repeatedly as the vibrator continued buzzing. As she sat back, Milika released her grip on the vibrator, and its base rested on my balls, causing my cock to twitch in her sloppy pussy. “Do you want my arse, lover boy?” Milika asked after a few seconds of resting. Of course, I did. Milika climbed off me, grabbed the lubricant, and, before applying a generous dollop, sucked her pussy juices from my cock. When she was satisfied, Milika straddled me again, facing the opposite direction – reverse cowgirl. She eased my fat prick inside her shitter. After swearing and moaning, she took a moment to adjust to the foreign intruder before leaning back with her hand planted by my shoulder. The other hand gripped the red vibrator, which she applied to her clit. Holding Milika in place, I fucked her arse hard, and she quickly thundered to another screaming orgasm. I did not relish this position because I could not see a lot of action, but my prick felt terrific inside her bung. Milika disengaged, and my cock exited her shitter with a satisfying pop. In a change of pace, she handed me another vibrator and asked me to use it and the other one on her holes. Laying on her side, Milika pulled an arse cheek apart and exposed both holes for me to play with. I used the toys to satisfy her with a classic DP action, making her purr. While this was fun, I was eager to plunge my cock back into Milika’s plump and willing bottom. While she was not gaping, the hole was undoubtedly relaxed and, with the lubrication, had no trouble accepting toys of various sizes and descriptions. “Oh, let me turn over.” Milika assumed the doggy position with her arse high in the air, and the sight of spread fuck holes was breathtaking. I spat on the dirty hole and inserted the toys, pulling out and sliding in. She reached around and began circling her clit. Soon enough, Milika came again in a crescendo of groans and grunts. As she descended, I sucked on both toys, tasting the contrasting flavours before burying my tongue deep inside Milika’s rosette. This unexpected action resulted in a more minor climax as Milika continued circling her clit. “Now I want you to fuck my arse until you come,” She said with conviction while remaining in place. I mounted the bed, straddled her cheeks and fed Milika’s butthole my entire length. Her hand remained on her clit as I started fucking Milika hard with long strokes. My orgasm, the third in less than twenty-four hours, was hard to nail and required much concentration. Thankfully, Milika’s arse and mouth kept me focused; the bung which flexed around my greasy cock, and her mouth that continually uttered filthy encouragement in between squeals of pleasure. By now, I was ploughing Milika’s dirty hole like it was her pussy, slamming my cock in and out. My balls slapped away but soon began tightening as I rapidly approached a climax. She sensed a change in mood, and my vocalisations became more intense. “I want you to come in my mouth”, she repeated with driving urgency. As soon as I felt that energy rise the length of my cock, I reluctantly whipped my cock from Milika’s well-buggered shitter and started furiously pumping the shaft to reach the peak of Mount Orgasm. Simultaneously, Milika leapt from the bed and dropped to her knees in front of me, mouth open, waiting to receive what little I had left, panting hard as she did so. “Fuck!” I hissed as pleasure bolts hit me hard, “Here it comes.” My cock jerked, and a few spurts shot from the head. The first landed on Milika’s right cheek, the second on her bottom lip, and the last on her waiting tongue. She purred in satisfaction, watching me revel in secondary jolts of delight. Milika withdrew her tongue and swallowed my gift before opening her mouth and sucking on my deflating pole. When she released me, she did so with a loud smack of the lips. “It’s better when I have some warning,” She giggled, wiping the sperm from her cheek and rising to her feet, “It wasn’t as much this time.” “No,” I agreed, “You have well and truly drained my balls!” “Good job you have a week to refill then, right?” Said Milika, referring to my trip, not knowing that if my plans worked out, my balls would not get much chance to replenish. “They’ll be ready for our threesome!”

26 June 2023

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The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat They took some honey and plenty of money wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above And sang to a small guitar "Oh lovely Pussy, o pussy my love What a beautiful pussy you are." The ocean was calm. Small waves were cut by the sharp bow of the small yacht as it glided across the water. There were few clouds in the bright blue sky. Owl stood at the helm wearing shorts, sunglasses and a cap. Sea spray glistened on the skin of his broad shoulders, as he looked out across the water. Pussy, wearing a small string bikini, lounged on the foredeck on a large blanket. Her skin was a golden bronze from exposure to the sun. Beside her was a large steel ice bucket with a frosty bottle of champagne. Lying on her stomach, the warm sun touched almost all of her body. A small tight triangle of cloth cover her pert buttocks. Pussy reached around an untied the straps of her bikini top. She didn't want unseemly tan lines on her back. "Owl," she called "join me. The boat can sail itself. It's got more electronics than NASA." Aye, aye captain" was his sarcastic response. He paused as he flicked the switches to engage the full auto pilot. Not that it was needed, they were in the mid-Pacfic, miles from any trade route and even further from land. There was nothing to hit, sink or crash into for at least 1,000 miles. Weather reports were clear for at least the next week. Owl and Pussy Cat alone with only the sea and sun for company. Owl knelt beside Pussy Cat and deftly opened the champagne, with a loud pop! Pussy Cat flinched at the sound. Champagne cascaded from the neck of the bottle, eager to be free. Owl poured two glasses. They were not champagne flutes. They were the short, broad glasses often seen in champagne towers. The urban myth was that they were shaped like Marie Antoinette's breasts, if myths were to be believed. Pussy raised herself onto her elbows, ignoring her bikini top that fell off her body. "Cheers!" "You need more oil. I don't want you to burn" said Owl. One hand picked up the bottle of suntan lotion, flicking the lid off while the other idly drew circles in the small of her back. He poured the lotion on her her skin. It formed a pool at the base of her spine. He dipped two fingers into the cool liquid and spread it up her spine before branching out to her shoulders. Owl was skilled in massage. His iron fingers found every nerve and muscle, digging deep into the stress and easing the fatigue. Pussy moaned softly. Her eyes were closed as she drifted into bliss. Pussy Cat was so relaxed and ready for sleep that she didn't feel as Owl gently untied her bikini bottom. She didn't feel the small bit of cloth as it was removed but she did feel his fingers digging into her firm glutes. She squirmed slightly, easing her legs apart just enough. Sleepy as she was, she was enjoying every movement. Expert hands massaged her body, drawing the stress out, leaving contentment in their wake. Was it five minutes or was it an hour? Pussy Cat had lost all concept of time. Everything was bliss especially when Owl started to gently caress her pussy. The tip of one, then two, then three fingers played with the lips of her vagina. Hopscotch was the game, flicking and kicking her clit, sending waves of pleasure rising up her body. Slowly, carefully, Pussy Cat raised her hips into the downward dog pose. Her cunt, thrust upward, hers lips open, waiting. "Oh, fuck me please " she murmured, "please fuck me now". Owl didn't need a second invitation. His cock was firm and hard and the tip was already rubbing up and down her pussy lips. As Pussy Cat raised her hips, he gently slid his penis into her hot wet body. Slowly, gently he entered her. But Pussy Cat was impatient. With a groan she pushed her hips back, impaling her body on his erect cock, sinking it deeply into her cunt. Owl grabbed her hips and thrust into her, pushing her head into the floor as he lifted her hips higher. "Do it! Fill me! I want your cum, she screamed. Just as Pussy Cat was about to come, Owl pulled his cock out and exploded his hot cum across her back. The hot spunk splashing all the way to her shoulders was just enough to push her over the edge into climax. Pussy Cat could feed her sweat mingled with Owl's sperm, all over her back. She turned to face him, reaching out for his cock, dragging it to her mouth. She wanted to taste his cum, to lick it from the head of his penis, tasting at the same time her own pussy juices. A very heady combination. "Mmm, next time I want you to cover me in honey," she mumbled with his cock still in her mouth. "Good idea" said Owl. "I'd love to lick honey from your juicy cunt."

24 June 2023

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LOVE DUET POEM HIM…. Beautiful woman! love of my life Nude and willing, perfect wife. I want you badly, madly soon Not later, now, here in this room. Close the door, dim the light Get into bed Let’s heat the night. Slender body, lustrous skin A naked nymph, fire within. Beautiful smile, laughing eyes Sweet kissing mouth, lissome thighs. Erotic pleasures, exotic delight Secret places To explore all night Soft round breasts My pleasure to suck Secret places My pleasure to **** Long legs open Soft lips apart Brazen welcome Soft wet heart Peach lips caress My python rod Feel my entry, feel my prod Feel the glide, the slippery slide God in heaven I’m fully inside! HER …. Lovely man, What a find! Handsome, well built Just my kind. Manly, strong Nice chest and butt Strong arms that hold me Hold me tight. I like you urgent, hard and hot I like the handsome dick you’ve got Tease me, please me, squeeze me, seize me Hold me tightly Fill me, thrill me. I’m randy now Yours to plough My loin is a scabbard Your sword knows how To stab my velvet honey hole Fill it fully with your pole I’m the flesh You’re the bone You’re driving me crazy Drive it home. I’m the mare, You the steed I’m the earth, plant your seed! Ride me now, I’m all aflame Fuck my cunt, yes my love I don’t care, make me cum I want to swoon, I want it hard I’m cumming soon, you can too So hard, so good I’m cumming now Yes yes dear love, wow! HIM… Goddess in heat! Panting breath, Pounding heart Thighs apart - wide apart Wrapping, trapping me Wanting me Willing me To ecstasy! Horny wench! Let me drench your soft deep trench With hot white spunk Spurts are fun On breasts and tongue But tonight I’m going to fill your hungry hole. Stop cumming wench I cannot last Oh here comes more What a blast! Leaping streaking flying free Releasing me from urgency Creamy dreamy streaks and dashes. On your belly, neck and lashes. You smile, we laugh We slowly fade We wipe away the mess we’ve made. We cuddle close Skin to skin But deep within Your velvet room, My very essence seeks your womb.

24 June 2023

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