During the last few months of being on AMM… I have met some wonderful, amazing people. Some are now good friends and are a part of my life. I think it’s important to know what you want in life and get it because if you don’t, you may miss out on the best part of your life, and trust me, we all don’t want that. So this is a true story of how I have come about finding genuine connection and a happy relationship with people. For me, it all started on a journey to get my satisfaction of sex in my life as most of it was very vanilla. I have always known that I’ve had a kink side to me. It’s only now that I find myself free of all the complications and pain that I have come to know myself better and let’s face it, sex is a big part of what I have really understood about myself. I know what I want and need. I can talk the talk and be genuine to a certain extent, but sex for me is my talking point and this is what I want share. It has taken a while to find a true connection with someone without falling in love and just enjoying the company of someone or people that you want to be with. It is hard enough in life as it is, but I’ve been lucky. I love the immanency of being close to a person who gets me and most importantly respects me. I’ve had a few partners from here that I have had, and I have to be honest here, they never really gave me the satisfaction that I crave, until the day I met him. He is a lot younger than me and I would never really go that far down in age, but there was something about him that captivated me. I loved his mind, the outlook he has in life and how he carries himself. I find most men can’t do that but he does and very well I might add. It has taken quite a few attempts to finding a person to get me in the mood, and he does that well too. We have to have the banter, the opens conversation about everything and anything and boy do we have that. He is good at being calm and relaxed about women, treats them like gold and that to me is a hard find. We have great sex and feel comfortable with each other, again that’s a hard find. I know everything will and does run it’s course, I’m enjoying the moment and the great thing about having a FWB is we have no expectations of each other, we check in from time to time and see how each other is but nothing more. I like knowing that we have an opened communication and nothing is never off limits. I think we deserve to find that little bit of happiness when life is not how we plan it. I like knowing that we don’t hold each other accountable but still have that respect towards each other because to me that’s what connection is about, finding a person who gets you and rides life with you for however long we have at that point in time. It’s always good to find the right person or people and be in the right mood to achieve the best possible outcome. I love the freedom, sex and quality in having a FWB. If you haven’t found your boo, mood, person, people or whatever you’re looking for, I hope you find it soon. It’s the best feeling ever.

1 January 2026

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Having arranged to meet friends to see a great music act at Dee Why, I was keen to get into the fun of the night. But…I had been in an insatiable mood all day. No time for play now…you’ll be late. Jeans on and casual shirt I made my way there. Sitting at a high table near us I notice a group of women and 1 guy. Could help but notice how revealing they looked and as the night wore on I kept looking over. By now I had had a few drinks and was now bulging as my mind was taking me away from the music. They too had quite a bit to drink and they were all looking over at our table. One of them plucked up the courage to come over. The loud music made it difficult to talk. She leaned in to talk as I sat on the stool putting her hands on my thighs. “My friends and I have been noticing you and we have a question”. Her hands ever so close to the head of my cock bulging through my jeans and showing a view straight down her top. “Weve seen you looking over at us and we are curious”. I’m wondering where this forward attention is leading. “That bulge is hard to miss”. She moves her hand slightly and its now resting on my cock. I instantly give a throb and she feels it under her hand. Looking at me with a devilish smile as she knows what she’s leaning on she says. “I need to see it. Can you come with me”. Not sure where this is leading, I stand and walk with her. Her friends all smiling and watching as we pass them. She takes me to a store room just outside the entrance to the ball room where the concert is. Closes the door and is already rubbing my now rock hard cock through my jeans. She kisses me and presses herself against my throbbing swollen member. Drops to her knees and undoes my belt and jeans and exposes my cock. Gripping with both hands she let out a little gasp and looks up and says. This is so fucking thick. Squeezing and admiring my cock and begins to suck my head. “Take a photo please. My friends wont ever believe this”. I start to vid and watch her worshiping my hard cock. Alternating between slow sucking to sloppy hard fast strokes as she cant take her eyes off my cock. I’m ready to burst so quickly. She senses it with my cock flexing so hard that I’m drooling precum. She stands and kisses me still stroking my cock. I reach down and feel under her dress as she lets out a sigh. She is soaked. Right through her pants. Pulling to one side and sliding a finger in to feel all the juices inside her. She stops stroking my cock and she sees it twitching and bouncing wanting to cum. “You’re not cumming here. I want you to come home with me”. She pulls her panties back and I put my cock back down my thigh tucked into my jeans. Now dribbling precum and soaking through. We walk back out to her table of friends and says “show me that video please.” I open it up and she’s watching then shows her friend. Her friend watches and looks at me and looks at the bulge and her hand is grabbed by her friend and puts it on my cock. “Feel how fucking thick it is”. The concert ends and we walk outside. Her friend ushering her. “Come on”. She looks at me and says your coming with me. Almost like she is demanding it and won’t take no for an answer. The friend calls out. She’s staying at my place tonight. We walk the short distance and arrive at the house. Her friend gets drinks for us and she doesn’t even let me sit down. She’s removing my belt and pulls out my cock right there. Dropping to her knees and sucking it again. Her friend walks back in with drinks and notices her in her knees and my back to her. She says “oh my. No wasting time Kimmy” she says “come here and look”. Her friend comes over. Reaches out and feels it as Kimmy has no hands and trying to get as much as she can in her mouth. Her friend gripping it now watching her choke on my cock. She undies my shirt and slips off her dress all while Kimmy is still devouring my cock. I realise this is not just a Kimmy night. Kimmy stands and her friend guides me to the bedroom. Showing off her hard nipples through her bra and Kimmy stripping as we get to the bedroom. Lights dimmed and Kimmy naked without me noticing how she got naked so quickly. I’m naked and laying on the bed my cock so hard I need stroke it. He friend grabs my cock and starts to suck it and suck my balls as Kimmy kneels over my face and is drooling wetness showing me her hard clit. I start to rub it and she drops to my face and starts moaning as she grabs the back of my head and starts grinding her clit into my mouth. I need that fat cock to stretch me. Her friend gripping my cock as Kimmy moves down my body and her friend guides my hard cock into her wetness. Just teasing the head as her friend is still holding my cock and watching as I open Kimmy up. Kimmy is already in the edge if cumming I can tell knobbing my cock and I feel the pressure of the squeeze. Her friend takes her hand away and grabs Kimmie’s waist and forces her down all the way to my balls. Kimmy instantly lets out a deep groan and cums hard. Holding my cock balls deep and feeling the ripples of her cumming down my cock. Starts bouncing and slamming me. She’s going to cum again. She slide up and squirts and then pushes me back inside. Her friend now naked and is inches away from my face rubbing her clit and watching Kimmy intently as to see her pussy swallow my hard cock as she teases it and bounces in it and keeps squirting. She says. “I want to feel like that. Will you fuck me please”. Kimmy slides off and her friend lays down and legs spread with her knees up beside her ample breasts. “Please fucking destroy me”. I’m so hard and been on the edge of cumming for too long. I’m in that dangerous mood. I grab under her arse and force my cock in. I’m not taking this slow and gentle and the moment I force balls deep I feel that tight squeeze at the base of my cock. She lets out a scream. Kimmy watching says “look at his cock bulging in your stomach. She cant she’s squirming and trying to control how deep as she screams. I start slamming long strokes and I can hear her juices squelching on my balls as they slap her. That whimpering cry as she calls out “don’t stop… don’t stop… please. I’m cumming”. She has this deep moan and says “cum please, cum please I want to feel it cumming.” I had been holding back this whole time and I immediately start jetting cum and she’s starts squirting and squeezing on my cock as I fill her. I take my cock out and Kimmy sees the gaping cummy mess and starts to finger her pussy and licking the cum off her fingers. I’m still hard. Kimmy starts just using my head to push back i4nside her friend to coat it in cum and the sucks the cum off my head. I tell her. “Ride it. I want to cum again”. Her friend gets up from the bed and I tell her. “Where do you think you’re going. Sit on my face. I want to lick all that cum out. She straddles my face facing Kimmy and Kimmy is bouncing on my cock again. She is a constant squirter. Riding. Sliding off and soaking me and then sliding back on. Her friend watching as I’m sucking in her swollen cummy clit and fingering her and she starts to squirt on my face. I’m in heaven. I call out. “I’m going to cum” Kimmy slides off and madly strokes my cock and I jet cum into her friends body covering her tits as she rides my face. Kimmy milking my cock to Make sure she gets every last drop. Her friend still squiring in my mouth and face as I keep licking all the cum from her gaping swollen pussy and Kimmy licking the cum off her nipples and body. We get up to have that drink that was poured an hour earlier and sit naked talking. The night continued with a few kore rounds with us all totally spent by the time the sun came up.

1 January 2026

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New Years Eve 2008. I was with some friends at a club and some random guy asked me to borrow my lighter, so he could light a fire cracker. When that happened, security came and we got kicked out. My friends stayed inside, so I decided to make my way over to the family night club solo. When I was inside, I got a drink from the bar. I spotted a blonde girl standing with a couple. I approached her and said hi. We got chatting and I asked her how old she was, turned out she was 38, although she looked like she was in her twenties. Anyway, we hung out and ended up kissing on the rooftop at the stroke of midnight to celebrate the new year. We exchanged numbers and we both went home separately. Two days later, I sent her a text and we organised to meet up for a drink as we lived only 10 minutes apart. We met that night at the newmarket hotel. It was quiet and not many people there. We had a few drinks and chatted before deciding to walk back to her unit. I was 26 at the time, so 12 years younger than her. When we got back to hers, I was hungry, so we ordered a pizza. As soon as it arrived, I had one slice before she sat on top of me whilst I was sitting on her couch. She was very forward and took her bra & top off and got her tits out, they were stunning. She rubbed them all over my face before I started to suck on them. We then made out on the couch for a while before migrating into her bedroom were she had a nice big queen sized bed. We made out and got naked before I put a condom on and we started fucking missionary. I was thrusting her as she lay down and sucking on her magnificent tits. She had a great body for her age. Anyway, it was time for me to lay on the bottom and she jumped on top, she rode me cowgirl for a good 20 minutes or so. Felt like a boss, only two days earlier I saw the opportunity and took it, now I was reaping the rewards for my efforts. I had to take her from behind, so thats what I did. I bent her over and went to town. She had a great rear end and I pounded it for as long as I can remember. I asked her if I could stick it in her arse, she said yes, but as I am quite large, she asked me to go gentle. I slowly put it in her bum hole and continued to fuck her whilst rubbing her clit. She came, and shortly after I followed, filled up my condom with a big release. It was some of the best sex I have had, she was an 8/9 and she put plenty of effort in. Anyway, I went home that night happy. The next day she texted me as I left my wallet at her place. I dropped by that night and we had sex again, and that was that. Maybe 6 months later I saw her in another club in the valley, but we never spoke. So that was my new years for 2008. Happy New Year 2025

31 December 2025

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She slid off me and took my hand and gently led me inside, she started to head to the shower but I had different ideas, I pulled her to me and kissed her, peeling the rest of her bikini off and dropping it to the floor. I wanted to taste her, taste me in her and so I threw her onto the bed and dived my head between her legs licking and sucking her gorgeous pussy. Moaning and holding my mouth against her she came loudly and and filled my mouth with her sweet juices. She pushed me back with a playful firmness, and before I could protest, I was on my back. She hovered above me, hair slicked back, droplets tracing slow paths down her shoulders. For a moment she just looked at me, that same knowing smile on her lips, the kind that made time feel suspended. Holding my penis in her small manicured hand she guided me into her wet pussy and slowly started moving her hips back and forth. the unspoken look of lust between us filled the room, her movements increased and nearly put me over the edge, I didn't want it to end so a pulled out of her and flipped her into doggy, jamming my Tongue straight into her cute little arse, fucking it with my Tongue while playing with her clit. She begged me to fuck her hard, I guided my cock into her, grabbed her hips and fucked, not gently this was a mission to smash her as hard as I could. We both wanted it, the sweet from the QLD heat was pouring from us as I unloaded my load deep inside her wet, soft married pussy once more. Falling onto the bed pulling her to me kissing her we both laughed and said time for another swim I think xo Wow I'm really enjoying expressing this and cant wait to do some more asap. I hope you all like

29 December 2025

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I used to work at a large firm in the western suburbs when I was about 30 (about 35 years ago). They had a lot of employees, mostly little Asian ladies who worked on the assembly lines. They had hundreds of workers on site and so they also had a large canteen which everyone frequented. One of the women in this canteen had a nice fit body and I used to flirt with her sometimes in the morning before starting work. One day we were chatting as she served out my hot lunch (the special of the day usually a stew or roast) and she complained that one guy had been looking at her when she was getting changed. They changed from civvies into white kitchen staff dust coats in a change room at the back of the kitchen that had a window opening onto the cat walk that accessed the canteen from the machine shop. The machine shop boys were an ok lot but some were a bit on the rough side. This particular fellow had been walking past the window when she was getting changed and just happened to look in when she was getting changed and made some lewd comment at the time. She said to me that she didn’t like him looking at her but then after a pause said that she wouldn’t have minded if it had been me watching her. I laughed that off and we went about our day. Some months later I was working back and while the canteen had just closed for business I thought I would wander over to get a chocolate from the vending machine near the kitchen. I made my way along the now deserted corridors and was walking up the wide, empty stairway to the canteen and there, coming down was this woman, her gorgeous body still in her white dust coat heading home. We stopped on the stairway and started to chat. She was being cheeky and I playfully said that if she kept that up I would have to throttle her and then jokingly placed my hands around her throat. She tilted her head back as my hands clasped her lovely neck and pushed up against me pulling me into her. Surprised at this, but also not wanting to let a chance go by I planted a kiss on her lips. She responded by thrusting her tongue down my throat. This was all too much for me and my cock. This company had large deserted areas, whole floors of dimly lit dusty rooms full of disused equipment that had been there before I was born. I often walked through some of these rooms as the old equipment was interesting. In a break in the passionate session we were having on the stairway and for fear of someone coming along and discovering us pashing, I grabbed her hand and led her into one of these large factory areas. She followed willingly and silently, tip toeing along and after we had gone deep into this gloomy workroom lit only by emergency lighting signs and were obscured by rusty machinery I stopped and turned to her and ran my hands down her dustcoat (that fitted intentionally snugly) feeling her sexy waist and the contours of her arse and then back up onto her breasts. I opened her dustcoat to reveal her dressed only in panties and bra. She looked up at me, her eyes flashing with lust and grabbed at the bulge in my pants, she unzipped me and released my engorged penis awash with pre-cum that dribbled onto both of us. I lifted her up and sat her on the corner of one of the benches. She had hold of my shaft by now and as I stood between her legs, I took out her tits one by one and sucked on her nipples and then fumbled around for her panties, pulling them off her as she lifted her bum accommodatingly and I felt for her hot wet little hole. It was dark but I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted them into her, finger fucking her as her tongue did the same to my mouth. She stopped long enough to gasp out “put it in” and so I guided my meat inside her (the bench was just the right height). It was dark as I said, but I could just make out my cock disappearing in and out of her but after a few thrusts the zipper was tearing into my balls and so I stopped, much to her dismay and undid my pants which fell somewhat ingloriously down around my ankles. I plunged my meat back into her hole and pounded into her for all I was worth. She was making whimpering noises that increased to quiet screams. I shssshed her to try to keep it down and she did her best. My balls were banging into the corner of the bench but the pain didn’t put me off. My pants were acting like ankle shackles and threatened to trip me up as I strove to get as deep as possible into her (oh, for a longer penis). Funny what you will put up with when striving for that ultimate moment and feeling. She leant back to support herself and threw her head and hair back which nearly made me cum on the spot but I controlled myself. She tried to lock her legs around me so I hooked them up to rest on my shoulders and grabbed hold of them to use as purchase to thrust into her harder. Her quiet screaming went on and with sweat dripping off me as I humped into her, I kept looking to the entrance to the area way over in the other corner of this huge factory workroom lest someone would come to investigate and I certainly couldn’t stop my rooting. She climaxed shortly after which did my excitement no end of good and with an ear blocking pressure release I blew my load into her. Aids was unheard of then and so a condom was never even considered as she had already conceded that she was on the pill. I pulled out of her and my cock flopped down limp and spent but still long as cocks tend to be at moments like that, white cum and our juices dripping off it onto the dusty floor. We were both sweating and I only had a tissue in my pocket but being a woman she had an ample supply in her bag and so we cleaned ourselves up, dressed and tried to compose ourselves lest we run into someone still at work in the complex. A couple of other guys were working back with me back in the office and as I found out later wondered where the hell I was. Anyway, she had already missed one bus and so she hurried off home to her little girl and I went back to work for the evening. As she left I noticed that the back of her dust coat was filthy from sitting on it on the bench but as she said we couldn’t do anything about it but I dusted it off for her which was really just an excuse to fondle and play with her gorgeous arse. We only managed to meet again once in the dark dusty factory but this time just to pleasure her (as she had to get home). I opened her dust coat only slightly but enough to glimpse her lovely tits in their bra as my fingers slipped down into her panties and between her wet lips nicely lubricating my finger as it rubbed slowly but relentlessly over her clit. As her orgasm built, she held onto my shoulder bucking against my finger, her knees buckling as I stood beside her and as she milked her orgasm for all it was worth. We saw each other at work several times after that but never dated outside work. We would however brush up against each other when given the chance in the canteen and every so often I would duck into the change room at the back of the canteen to watch her changing (I made sure the window was shut first though) which she would do very seductively right down to taking off her bra and panties in front of me and standing there naked before replacing them and donning her dust coat. I went on to the canteen or returned to the office trying to make the bulge in my pants go down before I got there. I left the company (I was there on a contract and the work ran out) some time after and about a year went past and I would go and ask out that woman (name withheld as you never know who might recognise this story) from the canteen. The memory of her was still fresh in my mind and so as I rounded the corner into the canteen, a little nervous, there she was. She was busy but her eyes lit up when she saw me and she stopped and we talked for a minute or so. I could see her boss looking over and so I just blurted out and asked her if she would like to go out sometime. She smiled and said she would have loved to but she had been with a fellow now for some months. My heart sank and so I wished her good luck and turned and left, we both gave a little wave from either end of the canteen floor. I often think of her.

28 December 2025

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It had been a long road trip, and a very enjoyable one. We both love getting away and making a mess of the sheets in really nice Hotel knowing we don’t need to clean them or re make the bed. Now we where on the way home and had just pulled in for petrol - she said stay there ill do it your driving We had only met some months back but we hit it off from our first meeting, two, I guess mature, people looking to enjoy life after having done all of what life expected of us - it was our time now. The car filled and paid for she slid back into the passenger seat, knowingly and slowly she smiled as she opened her legs and made sure her dress was high enough to expose her newly waxed crack. “What are you looking at Driver” - I played along “Nothing sorry nothing just making sure you were ok “ “I’m fine - lets drive, you dirty old man”, she laughed -“Slut, I grinned back” she warmly squeezed my thigh and we took off. After about 5 mins I asked if she had gotten coffee for us - she said I think we’ve had enough today, anyway I got something better, much better. She bent down and from her bag revealed a pack of Maltesers. What’s this I’m not a kid - what she did next was worth the trip back to childhoods favourite sweet. As I kept my eyes on the road and at the same time glancing at this lovely creature next to me - a women so full of life and energy she could charge batteries and a body hot enough to melt them. She took a Malteser from the pack - licked it held it in her lips - then loudly sucked it into her mouth and crunched the sweet chocolate. “Nice” I said Then she did it again and after she passed me one - the wet sweet resting on my lip and pushed it in my mouth, her finger lingering there till it was all the way in. The driving and concentration got harder and so did I. She leant over and grabbed my dick - “I thought you didn’t like Kids lollies?” “I'm trying to drive” “ok -maybe one more” She settled back in her seat, and opened legs so wide - she knew I was looking. Then she took a Malteser and slowed rubbed it along the length of her cunt finishing with a little twist to gather enough of her juice, and she held it under my nose and then rubbed on my lips and pushed it into my mouth. WELL NOW I HAVE TO STOP THE CAR. I think that afternoon I ate more Maltese’s than I had for many, many a year - it’s now my road trip favourite, and when I say lets get Maltese’s - we both know what we mean. They taste so much better now I’m older.

28 December 2025

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You dared me to hit the boxing day sales commando, wearing a cock ring and Viagra infused. We were going to the same shops at the same time and you never know your luck. Well my luck was in, you found me as I was checking out some books in the book store. My cock was semi hard, but noticeably visible. I didn't notice you walk up beside me and check out a book, then reach over to grab one directly in front of me. That's when I realised who you were and stepped back so you could move past me. You deliberately pushed back against me and you murmured something as you felt my cock twitch against you. We silently moved down the length of the table, looking at books, you grinning as you felt my cock getting harder. Your little sundress wasn't covering much and it was quite obvious you were commando and braless By the time we got to the end of the table, we both had what we were looking for and went and paid. I moved my bag around to my front so that not everybody could see my obvious boner. You came out after me and said you needed company for the 2 more stores you had to visit. We plodded along and chatted about what Santa had bought us for Christmas and all the while you were taunting and teasing me. You told me that you knew somewhere a little less crowded and if we were lucky, there could be an ice cream van. Who was I to say no to ice cream, so off we went to a lovely little park near Jimboomba. Sure enough there was ice cream, we got one each and off we went on the bushwalk. About 10-15 minutes walk in, you grabbed my hand and pulled me to a picnic table you spied, pushed me down onto it and devoured my rock hard cock. You gagged a little as you tried to get it all the way in, but it wasn't long before I blew into your mouth and you swallowed like a good girl you are. I reciprocated and you were very quick to cum. I stood and eased my now hard again cock inside your soaked pussy. You growled as I slid in deep on the first go and told me to ruin you pussy. I did absolutely that, I had your legs up and open and just hammered you for all I was worth. You didn't want to change position as the view of my cock slamming into you was making you more excited. I grunted I was going to cum again and you wrapped your legs around me and told me to fill you up with all I had left. Your hand moved to your clit and was a blur as we both came at the same time. We quickly cleaned up and just in time as an elderly couple came into view. We headed out to the cars and you gave me a deep passionate kiss and said you had better get back to the hubby and kids. I smacked your ass and told you to be safe and see you at the pool party for NYE. Its going to be a good NYE this year I hope

28 December 2025

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I want to share a story as an idea rather than a claim, something that came about unexpectedly and unfolded over time. Some years ago, I was having lunch at my local sports club when two young women asked if they could join me at my table. I agreed, and we began talking casually — about work, hobbies like fishing and camping, and everyday life. They were both studying nursing and were about to begin their second year. The conversation was relaxed and respectful. One of them asked a few personal questions — my age, whether I was retired, whether I was married, and if I drove. Before leaving, she asked if she could have my number, explaining that her family lived far away and it would be nice to have someone older and grounded she could talk to if she ever needed advice. I agreed. A few weeks later she contacted me and asked if I would be at the club on a particular day. When we met again, she mentioned a small maintenance issue in her flat that her landlord had been slow to address and asked if I would mind having a look. I agreed and followed her there. It turned out to be a simple fix. While we were talking afterward, the conversation became more personal. She spoke openly about how difficult it was, as a young woman, to find male companionship that felt safe and uncomplicated. She said she felt comfortable with me and valued my calm nature. She asked, very directly but respectfully, whether I would consider being a discreet companion — someone she could spend time with when she felt lonely. I was surprised by the honesty of the request, especially at my age, but she was clear that comfort, trust, and discretion mattered more to her than anything else. We agreed to take things slowly and see how it felt. Over time, a quiet, private arrangement developed — one based on mutual respect, consistency, and care. There was no drama, no pressure, and no confusion about boundaries. Later on, she introduced me to a close friend who was also part of her world. After open discussion and clear agreement between everyone involved, the arrangement expanded in a way that remained respectful and discreet. There was never secrecy between them, and nothing was done lightly. This continued for several years while they completed their studies. When the time came for them to move on professionally, we sat down together and spoke honestly about bringing that chapter to a close. They reflected that during that time they had lived full lives, stayed focused on their goals, and avoided the chaos that often surrounds casual relationships. To most people, I was simply seen as an older, grandfatherly figure in the background. For me, it was a reminder that connection can sometimes come from unexpected places, and that trust, calmness, and respect can matter far more than age or assumptions.

28 December 2025

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Vicki and I were at a house party, chatting to a young guy Colin for a while before Vicki suggested we strip down and head upstairs to the mezzanine level. With Vicki wearing only black thigh-high stockings and thigh-high fuck-me boots, the three of us went upstairs. We found a spot overlooking the living area below. With Vicki on her back with her boots in the air I slid my cock into her very wet cunt as Colin licked her nipple and played with her clit. Vicki had Colin's cock in her hand, stroking it to hardness as I eased my cock in and out of her hot cunt. Vicki told Colin to put a condom on as I moved around to put my cock in Vicki's mouth, watching as Colin slid his cock into Vicki's wet cunt. Colin and I continued alternating our cocks in Vicki's cunt until Vicki called for a break. Vicki and I wandered around the mezzanine area where we came across a couple on a mattress. I had played with them before. The guy did not play but he liked being next to his wife as she fucked another guy. I told Vicki that I was going to fuck the woman and would catch up with her later. Vicki wandered off and I put on a condom, climbed on the mattress and slid my cock into her while her husband held her hand and stroked her breasts. When I had finished with the couple I went looking for Vicki and found her bouncing up and down on a new guy's cock. I knelt down beside her as she continued fucking, this time with her hand on my cock. When she finished with the guy, she rolled on her back and spread her legs, a signal that she was ready for another cock. There is no better feeling than sliding your cock into a just-fucked cunt, so I kept going until I was able to warn her that I was getting close to coming. With that warning Vicki began to work on her own orgasm and she came as I came inside her.

26 December 2025

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8 years ago I was playing golf, solo. I was on the 7th green and a guy playing behind me asked to play through or play together. We played a few holes together. At the 10th green was a toilet he used. After coming out he said shame there are no girls here I can do with a blowjob. I think he knew I was bi. I said cheekily do they have to be girls, straight away he said no, then followed up with would you? I said hell yeah. We went into the stall, he said sit down. With him standing there in front he undid his pants and dropped them down. He already had a boner. I slid his boxers down and he's shlong flung out and almost hit my face. He rubbed his dick over my face as I played with his balls. Then with my mouth open he started tapping his cock on my tongue. Then I took over and started licking all over his shaft and sucking his balls. Once I put his cock in my mouth that's when I felt just how big it was. With slow sucks I enjoyed his throbbing cock for 10 minutes. Then he wanted to sit down on the toilet, I got to my knee's and kept going, and going for 20 minutes. He then said get up, I did and he turned me around and pushed me against the door and slid my pants down. I said hold on I'm a virgin in there. He said I'll only put the tip in. He slid his big dick along my tiny butt cleavage every now and then touching his head against my opening. After a bit he pushed his head in me, it hurt but it was hot and so was his dick. He tried to push a little more in but it was too big and I am too little. After a few pokes in and out he pushed hard, I think his dick bent from the pressure because it shot right up inside of me, I got it out it was too big. I said just finish in my mouth, I got on my knee's and started to give him a headjob again and after a bit he grabbed my head and started fucking my face and pushing it hard, I relaxed and let it down my throat, I could feel his head in my throat. He said I'm cumming and blew in my mouth. He said did you like that? I said I did. We exchanged numbers and I gave him head once a month for 5years, I didn't dare take it in the ass again it was too big but we worked on me losing my gag reflex and deep throat skills, always giving him head in 6 positions. He'd leave it alone for a week so he's dick would be throbbing and twitching at the slightest touch and hanging to blow. He'd text arrange a day meet for an hour long session of me edging him. Starting by dry humping my little butt cleavage, then sensual hot breath and tongue teasing, tip to throat long strokes to face fucking, usually with me finishing him on my face or letting it oozing it back out all over his finished fat. Until he moved to Melbourne for work.

25 December 2025

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I knew my fiancée had slept around more than I had - she was only the second for me. What I didn't yet know was how practical she was. She wanted me to get some more experience before we married, so I would find it easier to settle down. I'm not sure she managed to put the 'cap on the bottle' but it was nice trying... When we visited Melbourne for a convention she encouraged me to do as she had - find other conventioners and... have some fun. I got lucky... Sharon and I were in my room within an hour of meeting, after an unspoken agreement that we wanted each other. Badly. I will always remember her looking in my eyes as her mouth was engaged...standing in the middle of the room, seeing us in the mirror, her legs wrapped around me as I held her butt and how my hands were squishing those butt cheeks..my balls bouncing under them... I was a little embarrassed to find how loudly she liked to moan...but that didn't stop me staying with her in Sydney a few weeks later....making her late for work with sex in the shower... mmmm In those days personal ads could be found in certain newspapers. That's where I found Jeff and Julie. I was 28 and they were late thirties. It seemed everyone was nervous as we sat down together. They had decided we should watch some porn and enjoy a beer first but things were taking too long for Julie it seemed. Soon she turned to Jeff, kissed him and went down on him. Before I could wonder how or when I would get into the action Julie turned to me and I received the same treatment. So weird having a lady pleasure me while her man watched but Jeff just said 'is that nice mate?' I didn't need to answer. 'She needs two of us mate'. When I think back it's a bit of a blur. But I remember: - stroking myself as Julie went back to Jeff's cock, enjoying the sight - countless turns of Julie switching between us - all of us stripping off, in the huge living room with windows facing the sea - the porn continuing to play... - Jeff groaning as he took Julie missionary style on the floor - tasting come as I went down on Julie afterwards and the most vivid, intense, erotic moments of my life... - holding Julie's butt as she kneeled in front of me on the floor - joyously sliding into her as Jeff watched I'm pretty sure I didn't hold on for long and soon I was emptying my mind into Julie via long gushes from my cock. But almost immediately, at that age and in that room, I was hard again and: - wordlessly moving over to the couch by the windows - Julie putting her hands on the back of the couch, leaning forward and presenting her glorious butt to me again - moving across to hold her hips, slide into her once more - Jeff urging me 'root her mate!' as I fucked her, thrilling to the sight of all of her in front of me - Julie turning to Jeff, her eyes half closed with lust, whispering 'he's so hard!'

25 December 2025

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A while back my girl and I began a new direction in our relationship... she basically takes it from who she wants when she wants lol! Last evening (Christmas Eve), I returned home from business meetings. Yes, I had missed dinner and it was almost Christmas... but it seemed justifiable considering the business outcome that evening achieved. All parties want the business closed before the Christmas break. I drove the car into the garage excited to share the great news, I exited and walked in the house, as I did, I could hear noises coming from upstairs. I assumed her "boy toy" was visiting giving his Christmas present to her. I made myself a drink, then walked up stairs to change and take a look. Yes, I enjoyed seeing them sometimes. Why not on Christmas eve masturbate outside the door while watching. As I reached the top of the stairs and turned, I noticed the noises coming from another bedroom. I listed and walked toward the open door. There I saw my girl, legs up, moaning, with someone on top of her I did not expect. It was her son (not mine), going hard on her. He is 24, good looking, well hung (I had noticed when he was wearing sports shorts at times). I was shocked at what I was seeing. I walked back down stairs and finished my drink. They took another 20 odd minutes to finish. After about 30 mins, she noticed I was home with the noises downstairs and came to see me. As she approached, I asked "What was that about? What do you think you are doing?". She said to me "You were not here, Jaimison could not come over, and I was in need!" As she stood there about to pour a drink, her night gown open exposing her breasts and body. I looked and noticed there was cum dripping down her leg and out her pussy, dripping on the floor. I said "You let him cum inside you!". She smiled and laughed...then said "why not! Relax, you've been fucking me before with his cum in me!" I stood there not sure what to say. As I did, she came over and rubbed my and squeezed my crutch. She said "Your not hard!?" I said to her "I don't think what you are doing is a good idea. It needs to stop". She laughed and told me to calm down. With that she unzipped my suit pants, pulled out my cock and started sucking my cock. Always the best BJ I had experienced, I never refused. She pushed me backward onto the sofa, continuing to suck my cock. As I lay there enjoying her sucking, she stood up, opened he night gown and straddled me on the sofa. Still dripping a little, she sat down on my cock and started moving up and down. She was very wet, but also very loose. As she went up and down, she said "He is so much bigger than you. Fuck me with your little cock! Cum!" It was humiliating but felt so good I was enjoying it so much. It didn't take long this time, I moaned loud and cum inside her. She lowered and remained on top. Leaning down and kissing me on the lips. After we had finished, I made drinks for us both. We stood talking about the day. As we did, her son came down stairs. It was an uncomfortable conversation knowing what had happened. He talked to us like nothing had happened. He was unaware, I had seen them and now knew what had been happening with them for quite a while. I decided to let it go, enjoy Christmas day as a family as her daughter and husband were coming to stay over the holidays with us.

25 December 2025

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This is a true story with a bit of a twisting of words to try to make it a story worth writing. It is a story of 2 married people drawn together for hot fun through there own loveless marriages. The heat seemed to loosen the edges of the afternoon, stretching time into something slower. Sunlight rippled across the pool’s surface, and when she stepped closer, the air felt charged, heavy with the quiet of cicadas and distant traffic. Droplets traced lazy paths down her skin, catching the light as she laughed softly, the sound as cooling as the water itself. For a moment, everything felt suspended—no urgency, no plans—just the shared calm of shade, water, and a summer day that asked nothing more than to be felt. She glided past, her fingers brushed my arm in a way that felt anything but accidental. When she turned back, that smile lingered—playful, knowing—and her green eyes caught the light like glass beneath the surface. It sent a jolt through you, a rush of awareness that had nothing to do with the heat anymore. For a second she hovered there, treading water easily, watching to see if you’d follow. The pool felt smaller, quieter, charged with that wordless understanding where nothing has happened yet, but everything already feels inevitable. I moved to her, the water parting softly as your arms slipped around her. She met me without hesitation, warm and steady, and when our lips touched it felt unhurried, certain. Her legs circled your waist instinctively, drawing you closer, and the pool seemed to disappear around us. For a moment there was only the rhythm of the water, the sun on your shoulders, and the quiet intensity of being held like that—her hands at your neck, your forehead resting against hers when the kiss finally eased. She smiled again, softer this time, eyes half-lidded, as if the world had narrowed to just the two of you and the promise hanging between your breaths. I slide my hand down and undid her string bikini no resistance just a harder kiss, as i slid my finger into her hot married pussy, she moaned and kissed me again. Lifting her to the side of the pool so I could kiss, lick and suck her. All I wanted at that moment was to make her happy, make her loose herself. I licked and kissed her bald and so tasty pussy ( my Fetish) over and over until she begged me to stop, she told me to swap places. I climbed onto the edge of the pool, her green eyes looking at me with lust. as she took me in her mouth my head spun, it was wow. damn she knew what she was doing or was it the fact that my wife had not done that for so long but wow. As she continued to suck me and i held onto her head I was taken away thinking about how this started months ago at a BBQ with some harmless flirting, and some amazing timing had let it finally happen. She pulled me roughly into the water and in one quick movement wrapped around me and drew me into her, i knew and she knew this was just the start and was going to be a hard and fast encounter. I held her against the edge and pushed in and out with all the energy i had as she scratched my back and I filled her beautiful pussy full of my cum. floating wrapped together, still inside her she kissed me and smiled asking if I could take her to the shower and bed. More true storys depending on how they go, im no writer and flip and flop but it made me hard thinking about it again :)

23 December 2025

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She fell forward off him, he was sure he heard a sucking noise as he left her , she slumped on the bed her back and arse glistening with sweat. He looked at his still firm cock, wet with her cunt juices and his cum , he could see it, but couldn’t feel it, what an incredible fuck this lady was. It was the Second last night of his cruise, we had a ball but not been balled, drunk too much , still life’s for living - no regrets. He was at the bar sipping a G&T In a long glass when she sidled up the bar sat in the stool next to him - he smiled, she smiled and she ordered G&T in a long glass - I said “Oh snap I love a good G&T” She was wearing a spectacular red dress I guess you’d call it mid length just above her knees and it was hemmed with a delicate white lace trim - she looked spectacular. I asked, hopefully, are you travelling with family friends - her lips ,full and red ,left the rim of the glass, her tongue slightly out licking the last little sip she said , “no no I’m travelling solo - and you?” She asked. “Solo” I said. Well here’s cheers she raised her glass - “to good times and memories,“ - I’ll drink to that I said and as I did she placed her hand on my thigh and gave it a squeeze - In response I gently stroked the back of her hand with my fingers, cheekily drawing little circles. We both smiled and I suggested we move to one of the many booths the bar had - “great idea” she said as she leant in and I could smell her sweet perfume and feel the warmth off her skin. I think we were 5 mins in the booth before we found each others crotches - she rhythmically pressed and released my now hard cock in my pants, while I was two fingers in her moist folds slowly rubbing up and down, we did this in a hunched forward position - so the any bar patrons that glanced our way - we just looked deep in whispered conversation. Oh yes, and she would whisper in my ear as she gripped my dick - “Is my cunt nice and wet” “Do you like touching my cunt” “I love being fingered” “I love being fucked too” After 2 more drinks I suggested we head to my cabin so I could - I whispered - “eat you from arse hole to cunt hole and bury my face and tongue in you” She let go of my dick - “Let’s go” This is why I love cruising and red dresses. (ps) I finally felt my dick again two days later - “good times and memories”.

23 December 2025

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At the time I was living in a unit block of 6 units. I rented the unit 6 on the top floor which was on the right hand side of the block At the time I wasn't 30 years old yet. Like most people I masturbated and watched porn. The block of units next door was around 10 stories high. Now most normal people when there masturbating or having sex don't usually look out there bedroom window. This night I was jerking off and I had a towel to cum as I didn't want to get my sheets dirty. As I pulled back the covers and got the towel I noticed the lady in the next block looking from her kitchen window looking at me. I shot my load on the towel with her still watching. It turned out she could see from kitchen window right into my bedroom. One weekend I had a female friend stay over, we went to my room and I told her before anything had happened. I said, the lady next door can see right into my bedroom. Instead of being put off by that she thought it was horny. She started sucking my cock then we got into a 69. Rachel put her head up for a minute and told me she's at the window and she could see her hand move as if she was playing with her self. I licked Rachel's pussy like a mad man, putting my fingers inside her and sucking on her clit. I told Rachel I was close and she said I'm going to jerk you off so she can see the cum spurting out. I came and I could feel cum dripping down the shaft of my cock, all over Rachel's hand as she jerked me off, later on when we recovered we had the best fuck I've ever had.

22 December 2025

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The club's air hung thick with the scent of sweat and sex, pulsing lights casting shadows over writhing bodies in the public room. She was forty-five, curves softened by years but still begging to be grabbed, and he—twenty years her junior. Her legs trembled as she climbed out of the pizza oven, that wicked contraption with its stirrups splayed wide, leaving her pussy exposed and ravaged by a line of anonymous dicks who'd taken turns thrusting inside her. One after another, cocks of all sizes had plunged deep, filling her until her juices leaked down her thighs. Some then eagerly ran their tongues around her pussy lips, slurping up her juices. She'd lost count after the fifth, her curvy body quaking through orgasm after orgasm, creamy white skin flushed pink from the relentless pounding and licking. Spotting him across the room, her heart skipped—his dark, lean frame leaned back on that couch, his skin gleaming under the strobing lights, skinny frame taut with youthful energy. His big cock, thick and unyielding, had already marked her as his in the private booth earlier, pounding her creamy white ass until she screamed. Another woman was on her knees between his legs, her lips stretched around his thick, veined cock, her mouth working his shaft with eager slurps, as she took him deep. Jealousy flickered at the sight, but only served to flare the heat between her legs. He spotted her, eyes locking on hers with that possessive glint, and patted the cushion beside him. 'Come here, beautiful,' he murmured, voice low and commanding. She obeyed, stumbling across the to him, thighs slick with the evidence of her slutty indulgence, hips swaying, tits bouncing with each step, sinking onto the cushion beside him. She slid in close, her body brushing his as the woman below bobbed her head faster, slurping wetly and gagging on his length. His arm snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against his side, while his free hand delved straight into her drenched folds. Fingers—strong, insistent—pushed inside her stretched pussy, while his thumb circled her swollen clit. She moaned, arching into his touch, as he claimed her mouth in a deep, owning kiss. The other woman's moans vibrated through his cock, but he ignored her, focused solely on driving his fingers deeper, pumping in rhythm with the blowjob below. 'You were incredible in there,' he growled against her lips, free hand gripping her tit, pinching the nipple hard. ‘Being my good girl,' he murmured, 'Letting all those cocks use you like the slut you are. But this pussy... it's mine to play with now.' The words sent shivers through her, his twenty-year age gap only heightening the thrill—he so young, yet handling her like she was his to cherish and control. Her walls clenched around his fingers, the jealousy melting into raw need as another climax built fast. 'Watch her suck me,' he commanded, twisting his fingers to stroke her inner walls, hitting that spot deep inside her. But know you're the one I want to fill up.' She broke the kiss to watch the blowjob continue below, the princess gagging on his pulsating appendage , wet smacks echoing, saliva dripping down her chin. He however, stayed focused, eyes locked on her, dark, intense and protective. The orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her pussy clenching around his thrusting fingers, juices squirting over his hand, as she whimpered into his kiss. He didn't stop, pinching her nipple as he worked her, grounding her in his dominance. drawing it out until she slumped against him, panting. The other woman pulled off him with a pop, looking up expectantly, but he waved her away, thanking her for her service. He then turned to her, and in a soft but commanding voice said: ‘Climb on, baby. Ride me. Show me your mine.’ She straddled him eagerly, his slick cock—still rock-hard and glistening—nudging her entrance. She sank down inch by inch, enveloping him in her cum-slick heat, both of them groaning at the stretch, until he filled her completely. His hands gripped her ass, guiding her up and down. She rode him hard, tits bouncing, the club's voyeurs eyed on them, watching as he claimed her publicly. 'That's it, take every bit of my cock,' he growled, thrusting up to meet her, balls slapping her ass. Sweat slicked their bodies, her creamy skin contrasting his dark tone as she ground down under his watchful eye. He leaned up, sucking a nipple into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to mark her as his. 'My little slut, he murmured into her aching breast. The possessiveness in his touch, that daddy edge wrapping around her like chains, made her feel owned, cherished, utterly his—age be damned.

22 December 2025

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Every ache I give him comes with this truth: I am his. Middle of summer. Warmer than I expected. It was the kind of heat that reminded me of childhood—those beach days where the sun burnt the sweat off before it could linger, and the water always felt sharper, cooler, better. It was 3:30 a.m. when we arrived. We'd checked out of the hotel, loaded the car, and drove to our safe place. The beach where clothes didn't matter and freedom kissed your skin like sunlight. Nudity wasn't the thrill. Being seen wasn't the goal. It was just us, stripped of everything except each other. We set up the new beach hut. Or more accurately, he did, with sandbags and sweat and that focused way he gets when he wants things just right for us. The hut barely mattered. We sprawled out across it, sunburnt and grinning, pizza boxes tossed somewhere off to the side—cold leftovers or not, it didn't matter. The taste wasn't the memory. The memory was the way the night clung to my skin. The way the waves pulled at the edges of our space. The way he looked at me. We didn’t talk about it. We didn’t need to. There in the dunes, R got on top of me. Pressed his leg between mine until my knees gave, until I opened, until I offered myself like I always do—willingly, desperately. "Spread your legs," he said. And as the words left his mouth, he kissed me like a man starved. Like he was devouring something that belonged only to him. I get so wet when he takes control. When he owns the moment like that. There's nothing else—just us. Just our rhythm. Just the thunder inside my body that starts as a whisper and grows into something roaring, ancient, right. It wasn’t a game. It wasn’t play. It was raw. It was real. It was us. We didn't speak for a while after. There wasn’t anything left to say—not because there was nothing to feel, but because we’d already said everything. With breath. With rhythm. With every way two people can speak without words. His chest pressed into mine, grounding me in the sand. We didn’t care about the grains sticking to our skin or where they might end up. We just held on—tight—as if letting go might send us floating into the sky. He was still breathing hard, and his eyes never left mine. Not even for a second. I felt every part of him, and he was part of me. It sounds like a cliché—but I finally understood what it could feel like to be truly met. To be matched. Earlier that day, I’d taken a photo from my beach chair—just sand, heat, and the kind of stinging sun that blurs the line between pleasure and pain. The tide had been rolling out then, just as time had started to blur. Somehow, now, it wasn’t night anymore. The sun had risen. There were a few early walkers on the sand—maybe they’d caught a glimpse of us. Maybe not. It didn’t matter. We sat up eventually, just to take in the view. And the smell. The air was thick with us—the aroma of pleasure still hanging, salty and sharp, sweet and deep. I saw the look on R's face then—completely satisfied, completely himself. Like a lion after a feast. I’ll never forget it. And me? I’d changed. In that moment, I realised we’d both become completely uninhibited—not just in sex, but in trust. In surrender. In truth. He saw all of me. And I saw him. We just… worked. I was made exactly as I needed to be. Strong. Resilient. Utterly, joyfully obsessed with loving this man. And in the hush that followed, in the coolness after the heat, I wasn’t just satisfied. I was whole. —Own-Li Kitten, March 2025

22 December 2025

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I’ve been dating this amazing woman for 4 dates now. Each date has been non-stop conversation and chemistry a buzz and lasting several hours when each one was supposed to be “just a catchup”. Deep eye contact while describing our dreams and experiences. Words of power filling the space between us, drawing us closer, with our eyes drilling each other, unsure as to whether its attention or longing. The last date ended with a hug, that had a pause and that moment where you both are unsure whether to go in or not. Again the date goes strong, conversation driving the chemistry as we joke and prepare food together. We take turns at the stirring of food, while we make drinks for each other. We eat our meals, full of aromas; chilli, rosemary, pepper, soy sauce; then we sidled up to each other for a movie. She lays her back and head on my chest and I put my arm around her chest and neck. The movie finishes and I get up to make another drink. When returning, she spills a little of her drink on my shirt. I take it off to dab the bramble gin out of the shirt. While it dries I sit down next to her again. We chat for a moment, joking about whether the spill was planned or not. We pause and sip our drinks. “I’m not a good gauge of whether someone is interested in me or not and can be naive and respectful to a fault. Can I kiss you?” I ask. “Of course, why do you think I splashed my drink”, she grins. I put my drink down, cup her chin in my hand and kiss her passionately, putting light suction on her bottom lip, subtly advising her of the passionate feelings that had developed over the respective dates. We kiss passionately for a while, kissing each other, lightly flicking our tongues and lips with our tongues. I pause and kiss her neck, lightly kissing her ear lobe and then giving some light suction to the nape of her neck. She leads me to the bedroom… the rest… is history.

15 December 2025

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We meet at the small cafe around the corner from my place, both of us running on the fumes of a long day. The street is still radiating warmth from another stinker of a week. The street lights are flickering on, and only a dedicated few are sweating it out at the al fresco tables. You’re leaning back in your chair, one leg crossed over the other, eyes flickering over me as you sip from your glass. It starts as an innocent shift of movement — your heel slipping from your shoe, your foot dragging lazily up my calf as you stretch out your tired feet. You do it absent-mindedly at first, but when I don’t pull away, you press just a little firmer, your toes tracing higher, deliberately now. I give you a look over the rim of my coffee cup, but you only give me a knowing tilt of your head, as if daring me to react. I’m still warm and sticky from the gym, my clothes clinging to my skin and welcoming the sporadic breezes that provide the only relief from the humidity, both on me and all around me. You don’t seem to mind. In fact, the way your foot lingers, teasing against my thigh, tells me you might like it. Mostly it just reminds me I need a shower, which gives me an idea. I reach for your hand, fingers sliding between yours as I stand. There’s no need for pretense — I have a plan, and you can sense it. You squeeze my hand once, falling into step beside me as we go, glancing at me and hoping for an explanation. A short walk, just around the corner, and we’re back at my gym. It’s late enough, and hot enough, that the place looks completely empty, with no staff, no machines, not even the sound of faintly clinking weights. The fans whir and rotate, pushing stale sweaty air for no one. I lead you through the doors, and head toward the lockers, going through the motions as if I were simply finishing a workout, letting the moment stretch just a little longer. You lean casually against the row of lockers, watching me, your mouth smirking with amusement at the where we are and what I might be up to. Once I’m sure the coast is clear, I tip my head toward the hallway. You follow without hesitation, your heels clicking softly against the tiles until we reach the change rooms. I lead us straight to the last cubicle at the end — a spacious shower stall with a small wooden bench and a lockable door. The second the door clicks shut, my hands are on you. I press you back against the tiled wall, my mouth reaching yours in a desperate, searching kiss. We have to be quiet, careful, but that only adds to the heat between us. Also contributing is the heat in the room, untouched by the fans with enough humidity to coat us both with a fresh layer of sweat. My hands slide down your sides, fingertips teasing the edge of your fitted skirt before gripping your ass and pulling you flush against me. Even through my gym shorts, there’s no disguising just how much I love your body, how much I’ve thought about this exact moment and am ready to act on it. Your hands run up my torso, dragging over my stomach, skimming over my chest. You feel how warm, and slightly damp I am, and it feels like we might just melt together. Then, with deliberate intent, your hand drifts lower. You seek out the growing bulge in my shorts, fingers squeezing just enough to make me suck in a sharp breath. I exhale, forehead resting against yours, almost sliding off from the mutual sweat. The thrill of it tingles between us — the risk, the secrecy, the sheer intensity of being here, together, barely restrained. My fingers dig into the fabric of your skirt, gripping your hips as I press you back even harder, unable to stop myself from squeezing just a little more. And we haven’t even turned on the water yet. I tug my shirt over my head, the fabric peeling away from my damp skin. Your hands are on me immediately, fingertips gliding over my stomach, my chest, nails grazing lightly. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, you reach lower, palming the hard outline in my shorts. A grin flickers across your lips as you grab the hem of my shorts and slide them down, watching as they catch momentarily on my erection before finally slipping to the floor. I step out of them, leaving only my underwear between us. Your playfully blank expression looks up at mine as you lower yourself to a crouch, your fingers hooking into the waistband. Instead of pulling them down outright, you tug the elastic with your teeth, snapping it back against my skin before pressing a teasing, almost-too-soft bite to the tip through the fabric. I inhale sharply, my fingers tightening in your hair as you stand again, letting me make the next move. I wrap my arms around you, pulling you close, my lips finding your neck. My hands trace up your back, unhooking your blouse and sliding it from your shoulders, feeling it cling and grab from the sweat as I tug. I enjoy every inch of skin revealed, and you shiver slightly, an incongruous motion in this swampy environment. Your sheer bra barely conceals your hardening nipples, and I make sure to brush past them as I move. You seem to know what I’m thinking, because you arch your back slightly as I reach behind you and unclasp it. You squeeze your shoulders together, letting the straps slip forward until your bra falls away completely, leaving you bare. The faint lines from the fabric remain on your soft skin — a sign of the restraint you’ve been under all day. Now, finally, you’re free, and mine to touch and explore. I press my face to your chest and inhale deeply. You smell incredible — warm, sweaty, faintly sweet, with the lingering traces of perfume. My face is slippery on your chest as my hands cup your breasts, my thumbs circling over your nipples before I lower my lips to kiss them, taking my time, noting the way your breath hitches. Before I can continue, you step back. Your turn. You kneel before me, placing both hands at the waistband of my underwear. Slowly, teasingly, you begin to slide them down. My cock is already hard, the tip just beginning to emerge as you keep an excruciatingly steady pace. When my underwear finally falls, my erection springs free, thick and pulsing from the heat and excitement. You take a moment, letting your eyes roam over me, taking in the faint red lines left on my waist by the fabric. You know how much I hate clothes. You know how much I love this. Your hand wraps around me, firm, confident, and you lean in, your tongue flicking over the tip in a wicked promise of what’s to come. But first, you have something else in mind. You stand, stepping back just enough to let me watch as you reach for the zipper on your high-waisted skirt. I am almost audibly groaning as you slowly peel it down, shimmying it over your hips before lifting it up and over your head. No knickers. You stand before me, completely bare, and I swear I’ve never wanted you more. Without another word, I reach back and turn on the shower. We resist the urge to duck for cover from the icy spray of cold that cuts through the intense heat. Instead we press into each other, gasping for air at the freshness of the temperature, and laughing, almost giggling at the shock. It is a relief to have our own bubble of cooler climate, and as we continue to clasp together we adapt to the cold, or the water warms, and it feels just perfect. Your nipples are insatiably erect, borderline distressed at the cold and the excitement. We affirm our position under the water together and exchange a long, passionate embrace. Our bodies press together, slick with the rushing stream, the heat of our skin contrasting against the cool cascade. I step back, taking in the sight of you beneath the falling water, watching as it rushes over your naked body, plunging down between your breasts, tracing every curve and valley. The droplets glisten against your skin, enhancing the smooth lines of your body, making you even more mesmerising in the dimly lit shower. When I press myself into you again, I watch the water sheet over your back, cascading down and arcing over the perfect swell of your ass before splashing onto the tiled floor. The sensation of your wet, warm skin against mine sends a shiver through me that has nothing to do with the cooling water. With the water still running, I shift forward just slightly, stepping out of the direct stream so it now courses down my back. A light spray surrounds us, misting over our heated skin, cooling us just enough to keep the moment from becoming overwhelming. You drop to your knees before me, your fingers wrapping firmly around my cock. You lean in, your lips parting just enough to slowly drag your tongue along the sensitive head. The feeling is exquisite, the combination of your warm mouth and the cool water making my pulse hammer in my ears. Despite the steady stream of the shower, you taste the salty slickness of my precum on your tongue. The temptation to take me fully into your mouth is strong, but you resist, delaying the moment, teasing me with slow, deliberate licks. You nudge your lips forward, brushing them against my tip, then pulling back just enough to make me ache for more. With one hand wrapped around my shaft, you press a gentle kiss to the very tip before pushing forward, your mouth enveloping my head. I groan softly at the sensation — your lips hot and wet, the pressure just right. My cock is thick and hard against your tongue, filling your mouth. You barely remember to breathe. Sensing my pleasure, you begin to move — slow, measured strokes, taking me in deeper, then retreating, letting yourself breathe before plunging forward again. One hand caresses my stomach, trailing along the ridges of muscle damp with water, while the other moves lower, cupping my balls, tracing backwards, sliding around to my ass, pulling me closer. The sensation is almost too much — I feel like I could come immediately, overwhelmed by the sight of you kneeling before me, the heat of your mouth and the intensity of the moment. For a jarring second, I remember where we are which begets another wave of excitement from the layer of danger underpinning our act. I steady myself, gripping the tiled wall, determined to make this last. But from the warmth of your mouth, the warm water down my back, and your hands in all my favourite places — it’s clear what you want me to do, and I am not going to be able to stop. I have one hand on the back of your head, not pushing but guiding, following your natural motion as you shift back and forth along the shaft. Your tongue rolls around the tip as it passes, each flick and swirl sending shocks of pleasure through me. I am clenching and flexing, moving to climax, my breath coming harder, louder and less controlled. You are in rhythm, and my hips take the cue, pushing back and forth gently to compensate, to match the slow, wet, deliberate movements of your mouth. I don’t even know when, but you are touching yourself while you kneel, fingers working between your legs as you pleasure me. The sight fills me with overwhelming pleasure, and gratitude that you are doing this — not just for me and my pleasure, but for yours as well. Sensing that I am near, I want to give you a cue, to give you the chance to show me the green light. I take hold of my cock, and you respond by parting your lips expectantly. Your eyes meet mine, filled with desire, mixed with some nerves but mostly excitement, the sheer thrill of it all written across your face. Your mouth is open as I stroke myself, my tip flicking against your lips and your tongue. The sensation is purely overwhelming. Your hand is on my butt, gripping firmly, and you feel it clench as I explode into your mouth, onto your tongue. It is hot and wet, and you feel my cock still pulsing with pleasure in your hand as you squeeze every last drop from me, milking out every bit of release as the water continues to cascade around us. I can barely stand as my whole body tenses and then relaxes, my head spins from the temperatures and the steam, and I just want to bring you close to me. I had wanted to be inside you so badly as well. Despite coming, I am still enraptured by your naked body and your pleasure in my explosion. I pull you over to me under the water and kiss you under it (you have tastefully disposed of my come down the drain) but I can taste it on you and feel the pleasure you get from it. We are both still under the water and melting together in the warmth and pleasure. You pivot and press your bum into me, playing the little spoon, and i run my hands over your breasts, clenching on your nipples and letting the warm water trail between your cleavage, straight down to your vulva and your clit, where I place my hand over yours. You guide my hand where to go and we rub together in a slow exploration of where this could yet go. By now we have completely disregarded that we are in a public place, and that — theoretically — anyone could be around, listening or even watching. we take no notice, for we are on an unstoppable path of motion. Within no time we are rubbing furiously in tandem, and the warm water combines with our movement to create a pure, warm wave of satisfaction between your legs. Your hand moves in tight, desperate circles over your clit, and I press a finger inside you, feeling you tremble against me. You’re gripping me, your body drawing me deeper with each movement. I ease a second finger in, feeling the resistance, and the way you shudder against my chest sends a rush of need straight through me. I fall into rhythm with you, my fingers pushing in and out, curling slightly to meet the pulse of your pleasure. Our bodies rock together, friction and pressure building with every breath, and synchronised with our movements I slide a third finger into you, keeping it there as we continue our rhythm. Time disintegrates. I can’t tell if you climax after 10 minutes or 30 seconds. For that time we are locked in mutual touching and feeling, consumed by the sensation, with no barriers to how you and I are smashing together. The outside world ceases to exist, the gym, the risk, the possibility of being heard — it all melts away. We might as well be on another planet, in a solar system all to our own. Even if someone heard us, or saw us, they would they would have no choice but to bear silent witness to our achievement of perfection. When you break — your body clenches around my fingers, every muscle trembling, rigid against me. I am almost holding you off the ground, the way your thighs lock, trapping my hand as you pulse around me in waves, your orgasm tearing through you in shuddering, breathless gasps. I hold you through it, feeling the aftershocks ripple against my fingers, gripping me in desperate, rhythmic contractions. I’m barely breathing, caught between awe and hunger, letting out sounds I don’t even recognise. For a moment, we are so loud that it returns an echo off the tiled walls. The realisation crashes over us, jolting us back to the present. But neither of us move away. Completely spent, we sink into each other, letting the water run over our bodies, supporting each other as our hearts pound in unison. We turn off the water, the sudden quiet bringing us back to the moment. Steam rises in lazy swirls, clinging to our skin as we settle onto the wooden seat, our bodies warm, sated, and heavy with exhaustion. You lean into me, your damp hair sticking to my shoulder, and I press a slow, lingering kiss to your forehead.

13 December 2025

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That morning, before going to work, we were in bed, half-awake. She was lying beside me, her head on my chest, her hand on my stomach, my arms around her. "When was the last time we made love?" she whispered. "I know you'll know." I did. "Last Saturday night after dinner," I replied. "A long time ago," she said. "We need to change that." My girlfriend slipped her hand under my shorts. "Let's see what else is awake," she said, taking my partially erect penis in her hand. With her expert touch and gentle movements, my penis quickly aroused and became fully erect. I pulled off my underwear and rolled onto my side. I knelt beside her legs and pulled her panties down off her feet. I spread her legs and touched her sensitive spot where the moisture was beginning to build up. I lifted her so I could remove her shirt, then gently lowered her and began kissing her softly and slowly on her mouth, neck, and shoulders. I stroked her breasts and nipples with my hands, then kissed and sucked on the same areas. She ran her hands through my hair and massaged my back, her legs wrapped around mine. We could have gone on like this for hours, but eventually we stopped and exchanged glances. My girlfriend caressed one side of my face with one hand, and with the other, she led me back to her peaceful sanctuary. I settled into her arms. Every moment of love with her is special, but the passion of the morning is different. It's slower and more sensual. We can watch each other. We don't feel rushed or burdened by the day's pressures. We remained motionless, enjoying our time together; me inside her, her surrounding me. I kissed her gently again, and began to move rhythmically. We clung to each other's arms. Our eyes met as I began to move faster. Our breathing quickened, and our whispers turned into soft moans. Finally, she arched her back and closed her eyes. A sigh of pleasure escaped her as desire washed over her. It was more than I could handle, so I moaned and released my load into her. I collapsed in her arms, trembling as the last of me escaped. She held me tenderly as I caught my breath. After a few minutes, I stood and kissed her again before pulling away. We shared one last kiss and smiled before parting to begin a new day—a good one indeed.❤️

13 December 2025

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