Warm sunlight seeps in from the en suite door. He stands at the doorway watching his love in peaceful slumber. Moving gently towards the foot of the bed with a sultry look on his handsome face he disappears. From under the covers she feels the comfort of his beard and the warmth of his tongue gently stroking her soft delicate lips, long broad strokes like an artist priming a canvas, his tongue filling in the intricate texture of her, covering it with warm affection. Her senses reaching new heights, with each stroke her pulse elevates, the excitement in her mind building, the cornerstone set. Her mental space devoid of negative thought, a dream like state where she was in total control of her senses, she was totally focused and loving every second of it. Building the pleasure from the ground up, ecstasy coarsing through her veins. She was buzzing so much she could feel it radiating in her hair follicles, it felt like her pores were being abducted towards the ceiling. She couldn't open her eyes she couldn't bring herself to let out a whimper. His tongue was like waves lapping over her body, from her heals across the soles of her feet to her toes, flowing up her legs reaching her thighs,welling up and crashing through her, washing over her entire body. Waves lapping at her mind, the bubbles popping and the water sinking into the sand after the wave reaches shore. She felt powerful and alive like mother nature connected to the universe everything at that moment made sense all inhibition left her mind.The feeling of having freedom to explore her mind and body while the man she loves holds her tight made her feel powerful and fearless, she let go of the last of what she was holding on to. Her mind exploding as her head is pressed back into the soft pillows, he holds her hands tight as the explosion works its way down like a controlled demolition one level after another until it reaches her mans waiting mouth. He caught her and swallowed her whole. Hearts racing, curling into a ball she trembles with pleasure from her powerful experience. Still in a dream like state, he wraps his muscular physique around her with love and support as they both dissolve into the sand.

23 August 2020

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I'm feeling ur hand run the length of my inner thigh, u can feel the heat and sweat on me, my skin trembles under ur finger tips. I feel you slowly remove my knickers and then pause. through my hooded eyes I see you gazing at my wet pussy and hear a quiet growl, it sends a thrill through me. ur hand finally moves again, reaches my ankle and closes around it as your other spreads my legs wide. Ur mouth lowers around my hard clit, in a deep hard suck, I jolt, then a slow lick from my clit to arse. mmmmmmm, i hear coming from my mouth and my hips pushing up, trying to push my wetness up to your face. Soon im panting and growling, my arms spread wide clutching the ground, my whole body alive. Even the rocks in the grass seemingly are trying to get me off too. You suck me, and fuck me with your tongue, going back to firm sucks on my growing clit, flicking your tongue around the hood before gently holding it between your teeth. Then you slide ur fingers deep inside me, searching for that special spot. My back arches, head back I'm murmuring "fuck yeah, fuck.... thats it baby......" You don't change a thing only increasing ur pressure slightly. Soon I'm growling "I'm gonna cum" And my whole body begins to spasm, legs twitching, with an orgasm that feels like it's never going to stop..... I’m only vaguely aware of the hot animal growl you make as I squirt and you hungrily drink, the action just making my orgasm even better. Once I've cum i have an afterglow and every inch of me is sensitive, I sooooo want you inside me but u decide that at this point less is more. You hover over a breast and roll ur tongue over my nipple, so slow that u can feel every indentation as they grow very hard, i slide my hand down ur leg and feel ur strong hard cock pushing to rip through ur pants . I grab it and give it a good hard tug "please" I murmur, "please”, I'm begging you but ur tongue is a gentle as before , now on the other nipple ... Ur hands move up, one holding my arms above my head and the other reaches behind my head. U massage my scalp, which makes my eyes roll to the back of my head... My body is now confused with the sudden change between uncontrollable ecstasy from cumming to the forceful relaxation that I am now experiencing at the end of ur fingers and tongue. At first im growling, frustrated, not wanting to slow it down, begging you for your cock. In my mouth or in my pussy I really dont care I just want it...but slowly i calm down. subdued by the caressing of my hair, strokes over my face, slowly up along my arms, my hands.... I'm conscious of nothing except ur hands as I drift away just the amazing feeling of of rough hands and warm sun on my soft skin....purring as my legs are opened once again... the hands getting firmer and faster taking my heatbeat along with them.... fingers probing and flicking my hot wetness, trying to tilt my hips up for better access,....more fingers fighting their way in too... Fuck yeah I like!! I open my eyes so see a gloriously hard cock right in front of my face....pulse racing now, I try to taste it when I hear a voice, not from the direction of the dick though, “if you want that you'd better say please first dont you think?".............

19 August 2020

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It was a hot day and I was headed to the nudist beach, wanted to get my tan on but also knowing that lying naked would make me horny as hell! Legs open wide and enjoying the heat while watching the passerby’s I was feeling hot when this young sexy guy approached me, was undecided as to whether I should turn over to my Stomach but decided to stay on my back, he struck up a conversation with me and obviously was horny as his cock was beginning to get hard and he commented on my large nipples that he requested to touch, I approved his fingers to do their roaming which made me all the more wetter while he massaged his cock in front of me, he looked delicious and I soooo wanted to touch him which I eventually did, oh so hard and big, he requested that I open my legs wider which was easy for me and I became wetter and glistened from all the juices, we were close to the edge of the water so quite a few people were passing by and eyeing us off and enjoying the view.... one hand on my nipple and one on his cock while he blew his load over his legs, mmmmm I leant over and tasted him as he was sooo delicious, his cum was sweet and salty at the same time and I proceeded to bring myself off as I watched and touched him. Wanted more but it was time for him to go & there will always be another day.....

15 August 2020

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(This is a true story from A, the male of the couple) A few years ago, when I was single, I got a call out to a house in Croydon in Sydney’s inner west to fix some lights. The lady on the phone sounded lovely, a very sexy husky voice, and I started wondering what she looked like as I drove there. When I arrived, I was gob-smacked, she was drop dead gorgeous! She honestly looked like Cameron Diaz, complete with short blonde bob and sensational figure! I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Brooke, as she told me her name was, obviously knew I was checking her out, and every now and then she caught me perving on her sensational boobs. I nearly fell off the ladder I was on about ten minutes later when she came up beside me and commented “oh, what lovely tools you have!” while she stroked my pliers and screwdrivers hanging from my belt! One thing led to another and before I knew it I was down the ladder, kissing her gorgeous face and stroking her nipples through her very tight fitting blouse. She dragged me through the hallway and pushed me down on to her bed, undoing my belt and trying to yank my pant off. I couldn’t believe my luck, I had often fantasised about getting ‘on the job’ while on the job, but for it to be really happening with such a beautiful looking woman was unbelievable! Brooke had my pants off and was now kissing down my stomach, her chin rubbing on my erect cock, as she licked and kissed her way down. As she pulled my jocks over my cock, it sprang up in front of her mouth and she looked at me and said “would you like me to suck it...?” Damn! That sexy voice of hers! “Yes please” I sounded like a little schoolboy! She slowly licked up and down my shaft, licking up the pre-cum dribbling out the end of my cock, then brought her mouth down over my entire length, her chin on my balls, her nose on my belly. I was trying to get her bra off, we had already dispensed with the blouse, and she managed to wriggle out of it without missing a beat on my cock. I started to stroke her perfect DDs obviously enhanced, but such a good job, and really wanted to repay her fantastic oral skills, so lifted her head up to mine and kissed her deeply, tasting my cock. “Take your clothes off” I whispered and she looked at me for a few seconds. “There’s something you should know” she said, keeping eye contact with me as she slowly stood up. I sat up and stroked her upper thigh, and looked at her. “I’m transsexual” she said and stepped back a fraction. I knew there was something about her voice! It didn’t bother me in the slightest, I had been with trans ladies and bi-couples before and sucked on a good few cocks in my time, but she was worried that I might be straight, and obviously didn’t know how I would react. I returned the eye contact, and reached for her, pulling her slowly towards me. I undid the button on her pants, and started working them over her hips. She had gorgeous lacy black knickers on with just the hint of a bulge underneath. Without taking my eyes off hers, I slowly lowered her underwear and moved my mouth towards her now growing cock. The look on her face was amazing, she opened her mouth and groaned as I gently licked the end of her cock. She reached out and stroked my face and moaned “ohhh yessss” as I slowly engulfed her hardening cock and she started to move her hips back and forward, pumping her cock into my welcoming mouth. “Don’t worry,” I said “this isn’t the first cock I’ve sucked” as I grabbed her cock and wanked it into my mouth. “Oh you naughty boy!” She purred with that sexy voice of hers We discarded our remaining clothes and got into a very hot 69 for what seemed like an age, I was in absolute heaven. She was by far the hottest looking girl I had seen in ages, and the fact she had a rock hard 7” cock was just the icing on the cake for me! She reached over to her drawer and pulled out some condoms and lube and said “I want you to fuck me” and started opening a condom. I stopped her, “why don’t you fuck me instead? I’ve never had a cock in my arse, I think it’s about time!” and took the lube from her. She kissed me long and deep and said, “get some pillows under you, I want to see you take this” I lifted my bum up and moved a couple of pillows under it, while she rolled a condom down her cock and pulled it a couple of times, while I squeezed some lube out and worked it all over my ass and fingered myself a bit. She moved up to me and gently rubbed her cock all over my lubed ass, stroking my cock with her other hand as I reached around and pulled my cheeks apart. I had used butt plugs and vibrators before and always thought that a real cock would feel the same, but oh boy, was I wrong! She slowly started to apply pressure with her hard cock, and just when I thought ‘Shit! This isn’t going to go in!’ Pop! The head of her cock pushed in and I yelled “Fuckkk!” She stopped, worried that she had hurt me, but I assured her that it felt AMAZING! I had never felt so horny! My own cock was rock hard, dribbling so much precum my balls were drenched in it, I urged her to push deeper, which she did, slowly starting to fuck me, each stroke becoming deeper and deeper, until she was fucking be proper, and I could feel her balls slap into me. I had never felt so completely slutty, and I begged her to fuck me hard, as I grabbed her breasts and pulled her nipples. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any more, she arched her back and pushed even deeper into my arse, and I could feel her convulse inside me. She must have managed to push her cock into my p-spot, because within a couple of seconds I could feel my own orgasm crashing over me like a wave, and I became to cum, spurts of jizz flailing about, landing on my chest, my face, Brookes breasts. She slowly pulled her cock out and lay down beside me, nuzzling into my chest, both of us drenched in sweat and cum. “So, how much is this broken light going to cost me?” she purred, smiling coyly at me. “Oh I don’t know, I might need to come back a few times and replace some power points and switches too” and laughed. Needless to say, she got a lot of work done on that house, and I came away with some fabulous memories of fucking and being fucked by the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen!

14 August 2020

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I received approval from my now regular to post this...as long as I don't use his real name. I received a reply from (him), that read 'Can I meet you there for a bj? Fuck you too, if you're into that?' I read through his profile, and had to ask him a few questions. Me 'When are you available?' Him 'Anytime after 5:30pm with 15 minutes notice' Me 'I haven't been fucked before' Him 'I was hoping you hadn't been' Me 'Happy to be though' Him 'I'm pretty girthy though, is that okay?' Me 'I have been using my Mrs' dildo a bit' Him 'Is it big?' Me '6 inches x 3.5 around it' Him 'I'm 8.25" x 5.5" around it. My head is even fatter' Me 'Hmmm...yum' Him 'So when you coming by next?' Me 'Tonight, about 10:20pm' Him 'I'll turn up at 10:30pm?' Me 'Okay' Him 'Don't fuck me around. A few have already' Me 'I'll be there' Him 'Gunna fuck you?' Me 'Yes, but can you bring lube? Don't want it to hurt' Him 'Yep' I got there at 10:12pm and went inside. I stripped off naked, closed the door leaving it unlocked, and sat on the toilet. I tucked my clothes down by the wall behind the toilet. At exactly 10:25pm I heard a car pull up, and 5 minutes later I heard footsteps. Him "Are you in here?" Me "Yes" Him "Are you naked?" Me "Yes" Him "Unlock the door" Me "It already is" Him "Bend over the toilet. I want your hands on the seat, legs open" I got up and moved to that position. Me "Alright..." Then the door slowly opened... Him "Nice arse, dude. Pull your cheeks wide open. I wanna see your right fucken hole" I did so, spreading my feet wider too to keep balance. Him "Oh yeah" as I felt a hand hold my left side, and his penis touch my hole. He slid in quite easily for a thick guy, although it hurt a little. Then he proceeded to fuck me quite firmly, holding both of my hips, as he moaned. He kept going, continually at a good pace, for about 10 minutes, before pulling out and blowing over my back, even feeling it hit the back of my neck. He pulled out and said, "You can turn around now" When I did I was pleasantly surprised. He was quite a good looking, clean guy, and his dick was quite big, just like he said it was. Him "Wanna give it a quick suck?" Me "Yeah" sitting on the toilet and slowly sucking him. He didn't get hard again, but about half. And after a few minutes, he said "Stop" I did... Him "Happy to only be a bottom?" Me "Yes" Him "Good. I'm not into anything else" Him "How often you come through?" Me "Twice a day, 5 days a week" He smiled..."I'll message you" then walked out.

11 August 2020

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They had come to stay with us in Qld for a few days from down south - wife’s uncle, his wife (Aunt by marriage) and late teenage children, they were in their late 40’s and I was 30. They all decided to go shopping and were going to have lunch out - planning to leave at ten o’clock and be home by 3 pm. This suited me, as I had some work to catch up on, was working from home. At the last moment, Aunty Rene pulled out of the excursion, as she had a headache, and stayed in her room lying down. About 11.30 I decided I’d just hop in the pool for a swim - I was about to get out and Aunt appeared in her swimming togs and came in for a dip - she was in the deep end, and in trouble, so I quickly swam over and supported her, and she put both arms around my shoulders to hang on til we got to the side - and she just rested there, with her head on my shoulder, it was nice. I asked if she wanted to get out, she said no, and I pulled her closer to me and she felt my erection touching her between her legs - and putting my arm round her waist, I pulled her closer and she didn’t resist. I quickly slipped the lower part of her Bikini off, and found her pussy and clitoris - and we began kissing, I put my cock between her thighs and we just stayed in that embrace enjoying the moment. She said “I’d like to get out now” - next thing she was gone. I followed to her room, she was getting out of her wet swimmers and I knew it was O K to go into the room, as the door was open and her smile welcoming. We lay down together, and I brought her to orgasm rubbing her clit and fingering inside her pussy - she had orgasms quickly and then opened wide, and taking my cock, put it inside her Vagina and I pushed it in slowly, she was very moist and wet and it went in easily too. The sex was fantastic, as we knew we had hours before anyone would be home - and we made love over and over, cumming together at the end. A delightful experience that is our happy secret memory - and caused me to really appreciate the older girls - undiscovered treasures.

7 August 2020

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I finished work at 10pm, not last Thursday, but the one before. I drive from Newcastle, along the Newcastle Expressway, and was busting to use the loo. I should've gone at work, but the boys wanted to lockup, so I tried to make it home, but couldn't. So I pulled in to the truck stop. There was only the one truck, and no other vehicles. The truck was parked a little away from the toilet, so I parked right out the front and headed inside. I walked right to the last cubicle and went inside, locking the door before pulling my pants down and sitting. I thought I was hearing things at first, but then I saw a shadow from under the door. He said, "Oi...unlock the door" I got...well I guess I was scared. I asked, "Why?" trying to sound polite, not wanting to piss him off. He said, "Because I want my dick sucked" I said, "But I'm not gay" still trying to be polite, knowing there's nobody else around. He said, "Neither am I, I'm fucking married. Come on, just unlock the door and suck it" I could sense that he was becoming a little impatient, and didn't want any trouble. I would be lying if I hadn't thought about sucking a mans penis in the past, but wanted it to be a close mate. So I unlocked the door, as he pushed it open. He was a big solid guy, wearing a dark blue balaclava. He was wearing a black jumper, and only red underwear below. He said, "It's just a blowjob I want, nothing more" as he stepped in closer to me. I sat there without moving, as I was nervous as hell. He said, "Come on, it ain't going to suck itself" So I reached and lowered his underwear, as his thickish, uncut cock, dangled between his legs. He lifted it up, as I leaned in and took it in my mouth. I sucked it nice and deep, as it grew into quite a big one. I started to go fast as I wanked it down at the base, as he moaned and groaned. I continued for about 10 minutes, then he started to get louder, as his hand went onto the back of my head, holding me on. Then he pushed me further down his cock, as I felt him pumping several pumps down my throat. It must've been so far down, cause I never tasted a thing. Then he pulled up his underwear, said 'thank you,' then left the toilet block. I stayed and finally went to the toilet, before getting in my car and heading home.

7 August 2020

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I first signed up to AMM when I was 18. I had way too much free time as my cock did most of the thinking for me. Quickly, I learnt that everyone is in here for the same reason, which was refreshing, as most women didn’t care that I was only 18. I started messaging back and forth with a sexy 34yo, who lived close by. Her profile stated that she was single and looking for a FWB. Seemed like a good match so we decided to meet for a few drinks. She invited me to her house, but warned me to be quiet as she shared the house with others, and I’d have to sneak around the side to her room (she had like a granny flat off to the side). I followed her instructions and she greeted me in a very sexy Lacy black Bra and matching gstring. She was curvy, but not overweight. She had sexy glasses and cute smile. She ushered me in and turned up the heater as it was winter and freezing outside. We had some wine and made small talk (I’m not really into just jumping straight into sex....call me old fashioned haha), and she confessed to me that she had lied about something. I already knew what she was going to say, but I didn’t really care. I could tell she was married, and my instincts were proven true. She told me that her husband was away for work in Japan, and she was staying with her friend and her husband. To be honest, it was quite the turn on having a married women want you, especially when you’re only 18! She took my wine glass, and lead me to the bed, turning off the lights in the process. I couldn’t really see much, so she lit a candle in the corner of the room, which allowed me to make out her gorgeous figure and her amazing breasts, which were now unleashed from the bra. She straddled me on the bed and started kissing me, whilst my hands explored all of her curves. I rolled her over and kissed her neck, making my way down to her breasts and making sure her nipples were not neglected. She was moaning loudly, and her nipples were extremely aroused. She sat up and told me to make sure I stop her from screaming or moaning too loud, as her friend didn’t know about her cheating, and she wants to keep it that way. I agreed, and tried my best to muffle her moans. I removed her gstring and started licking her clit, grabbing both breast with my hands, and keeping her nipples erect. I tongue fucked her, watching her squirm with pleasure until she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed my head, pulled me up and kissed me. Then she threw me onto the bed and took all of my 7 inch cock down her throat. She went all the way down to the shaft, and sat there deep throating it. I was amazed, and it felt absolutely amazing. She pulled it out and told me she wanted me to cum in her mouth the first time, and then when I’m ready for round two, she will fuck my brains out.....I didn’t really have any say in the matter, so I let her have her way with me. I blew an absolute monster load down her throat, and as she gagged on my cock, she struggled to swallow it all, coming up for air and then gulping back down on my cock. It took me a good 5 minutes to recover, but in the meantime she sat on me in the 69 position and made me eat her pussy and ass, while she gently sucked and licked my cock, nursing it back to full health. After about 10 minutes of pure bliss, with her warm tongue lavishing my cock, she got up and mounted me in the reverse cowgirl position. She turned her head and said to me, I want to ride your cock all night long ( it was 1am at this stage, so I was already tired, but at 18, a married women fucking you doesn’t come around all that often, so I agreed). She rode me like I’d never been rode before. Reverse cowgirl, her on top, missionary, her legs above my shoulders, doggy, on our sides. Every position leading to more and more pleasure. About half an hour in, she started to moan heavier and heavier, and I had to warn her, but she told me to shut up, and kept fucking me. After an hour or so, the candle had almost gone out, and she was on top, kissing my neck. I was focusing on trying to make her cum when I noticed a shadow outside, as I looked out the window of the bedroom. Naturally I shit myself, but I didn’t gasp or let out any sound. I just froze up, until I saw that it was a woman looking into the window. She hadn’t noticed that I saw her, as there were 2 vertical windows, one at the start of the room and 1 in line with the end of the bed. She was at the first one looking in, and I could see her form the second window. So to her it would look like me just looking into the distance or at the wall. It was her friend. She must’ve heard us and came to inspect. I was about to say something to the woman when all of a sudden I saw her friend start touching and grabbing her breasts And start to rub her pussy. She was in a robe, and she was rubbing her pussy. This was a massive turn on, and it made me climax. I told the woman I was about to cum, and as I had no condom on, I was going to pull out and cum on her breasts. She looked at me and said, no, I want your cum inside me. She held me in position and started to grind on my cock until I exploded. I let out a great moan and she also orgasmed just as I finished my last thrust. I whispered in her ear that her friend was watching and playing with herself.....to my surprise, she knew. She admitted that her friend always watches her fuck guys, and sometimes they play together when her friends husband goes on fishing trips. She led me to the shower and gave me a towel. After I had cleaned up, I came back out to the bedroom, and both women were sitting on the bed. The friend asked me to come over to her, and I did, naked with only the towel on. She took the towel off and rubbed my cock, whilst looking at me. “Next week, it’s my turn to play”. For the next 6 month, every Friday night I was either fucking the lady off AMM or her friend. Great times on AMM !

27 July 2020

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My wife , wanted to fucked my mate and had been teasing him for about a year, I wanted to feel his cum in her pussy, he would come around most night to perve on her and we'd watch T V she would go and shower and leave the door open so he got a good view , then come out with the towel sitting just above her pussy giving us both massive hardons . Then one friday night he bought a couple off porno movies around , my went for her shower came back with just a t shirt on and nothing else, she soon was rubbing our cocks to our delight, I took to bedroom to fuck her thinking my mate would fellow , after a few minutes , she could'n wait for him and said I 'll get him , out of the bedroom down to the lounge naked straddle him and said do you want to fuck or not. well he was up in the bedroom real fast next he said where do I cum , my wife said right up inside me,that the start of very good sex threesom

24 July 2020

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February 2019, on a flight home from Germany. It was a late night flight, leaving just before midnight. It was also a relatively quiet flight, considering, and my wife and I were about to switch to the middle aisle to get more room. It was about 2am, and I had been keeping Mitchell the flight attendant busy drinking beers, while my wife slept with her head near the the aisle, feet on my lap. It was about this time, when Mitchell brought me another beer, that he sat it on a folded napkin as he winked at me. I unfolded the napkin and read, 'Meet me inside the rear toilet if you're interested in giving head.' I quickly screwed the napkin up and looked to see my wife fast asleep. I obtained a little lump in my throat, as I was considering going up to try sucking cock for the first time... obviously not my first time thinking of it. It took about 30 seconds, then I softly lifted my wife's legs, so I could get up, before heading to the rear of the airplane. Upon opening the door to the toilet, Mitchell wasn't inside, but I entered anyway, and say on the seat of the toilet. Within seconds, the door opened, and Mitchell entered with a large smile on his face. Mitchell "Thanks man, I get fucking horny on these long flights" as he quickly undone his pants, allowing them to fall to the floor. He held up his semi hard uncircumcised penis, and stepped forward. Mitchell "Carn man, we gotta be quick" waving it in front of my face. I took it in to my mouth and let it slide down my throat as I went balls deep. Then I started sucking hard and fast, as I wanked him down near the base of his cock. It only took him a few minutes, before he told me that he was about to cum. Mitchell "Where do you want it?" I continued sucking it though, as he blasted a shot down the back of my throat. I continued sucking for about 20 seconds, before he pulled back and pulled his pants back up. Mitchell "That was great, thanks" as he opened up the bathroom and left. I never got the call button again that flight...too nervous lol

23 July 2020

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We start with tentative kisses but they soon grow into hungry, lustful, passionate ones as our desire and horniness takes over from any shyness that might have existed when we first met. Our hands are frantically grabbing at each other’s clothing as we hurriedly undress each other until the only piece of clothing left are your panties. The black, lace boyleg panties that I had sent you to wear on our first meeting. I press you back against the table with my body as we kiss and my hand slides down between us and I feel the heat radiating from your inner thighs. My mouth moves to your breasts as you lift yourself to sit on the edge of the table. I start to rub between your legs as I suck one nipple then the other. You are leaning back, propped up by your hands behind you. I run my moist tongue down over your tummy, pausing briefly to dip it into your belly button before licking lower til my tongue is touching the waistband of your panties. The warm musky smell becoming stronger. Turning me on more and more and it’s all I can do to stop myself from burying my face between your thighs. You sense my level of desire and hop off the table and kneel in front of me. Closing your hand around my throbbing shaft and stroking as you look up at me. I smile and gently massage your scalp. You move your face closer and kiss my lower tummy then my innerthighs, then you flick your tongue playfully at my balls before pressing your face harder against me and running your tongue randomly over anywhere and everywhere around my crotch area. Running your hands up and down my legs. You then take my cock in your mouth and suck hard. You slide your lips up and down as you suck. You then suck to the tip and your lips make a slurping sound as they slip off the end of my cock. I tell you to hop up on the table. You slip your panties off and get on all fours and wriggle your butt at me. I playfully smack it before moving my face closer and gently kissing it. I press my face firmer against you as you press back against me. I part your butt-cheeks and run my tongue up and down between it. By now we are both so horny and turned on. You begin to talk dirty. Encouraging me. Telling me to lick you harder, deeper. More. The more I hear you talking dirty the more aroused and turned on I become. I press my face hard against your butt as my tongue flicks and lick at your pussy and your arse. You beg for my cock. I wrap my hand around it and rub it across your pussy lips. Teasing you. I then press it slowly into you. Slowly but continuously guiding it all the way as your pussy envelopes it. Your moaning becomes louder as I start to thrust into you again and again. Faster, harder, deeper. “that’s it “ you moan “Fuck me harder. Harder. Ram me with your hard cock” I thrust into you faster and harder. My balls slap against you. Pounding into you. I can feel myself nearing the point of no return. I pull out and blow my cum all over your arse and pussy lips. I briefly run my tongue up and down between your cheeks before you turn around and suck my cock clean. We then kiss again as we recover and decide what we will do next

21 July 2020

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This story is from a good few years ago, overseas. We had been on a long diving expedition that winter day, so cool and tired as we drove home. It had been a good day, lots to see and enjoy on the dives and we were in a pleasant mood. Both were relatively novice divers in those days, but qualified, so we were together all day and knew we wanted to enjoy the feel of each other ASAP, but at the same time tired. Parked at the unit, unloaded the gear and carted it inside for the obligatory wash down and arrange it to dry when my girlfriend suggested a hot bath. Only been together a month or so and just moved into the place, we wanted to try-out the large bath, so naturally there was no objection from me, as if the conditions would have changed even with a tiny bath. Hot water and slippery soap were the order, along with that glass of wine! It was so relaxing in the bath, enjoying a drink, soaking up the warmth and playing footsies in the warm water, well you can imagine it wasn't long before the heat was rising. Underwater oral play is interesting, but not fulfilling and rather than risk flooding the bathroom, we were soon drying each other off, thoroughly and gently before adjourning to the bedroom where of course, skin care regime required some body oil to be applied. Dry towel sourced and baby oil opened, heater cranked-up a bit and we could relax with some gentle massage. I always maintain I need practice, or is that just that I am very indulgent, either way, I love to apply the oil and massage gently. Shoulders and neck took a lot of attention, but then I slowly worked down her back, working her buttocks nicely before proceeding down one leg. Gently sucking toes, I continued to oil her feet and worked my way back up her other leg. On turning over< I again started on her neck, slow, gentle massage, over her shoulders and down each arm. Back to her chest and oh how those nipples were begging for attention. So prominent yet normally so smooth. As I spread the oil gently over one boob, she orgasmed massively. I swapped to the other boob and started to suck on her nipple as she orgasmed again before I even poured the oil. At this point she begged me to enter her even though I had not yet reached even her navel, so of course I had to refrain for a while as I continued the body/skin care regime, although I may have been a bit quicker in my movements as I moved lower. Eventually she was covered in oil head to toe and I started to slide upwards for a full body massage. She had other ideas and we flipped, she got control of the oil and began on me - well, it would be ungentlemanly to argue wouldn't it? Oh I was in heaven, never experiencing it before but she took control and lowered herself slowly, teasing us both. I think it was her that gave-in first, but my brain was not functioning properly by then. All I know was that in the next hour or so, we both had mind-blowing orgasms as we rolled around on the bed and floor. Thank goodness for polished timber floors, no oil stains. Eventually, we simply had to return to the bath to wash-off the oil, although it was a very long bath this time as we lay in each others arms , gently caressing and - to hell with the wet bathroom floor, the drain worked well. In all the years since, I have rarely experienced such intense, prolonged sexual enjoyment but still hope to experience it again.

19 July 2020

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A few weeks ago I met up with ‘The Love of my Life.’ You know, the one you never quite got over although you did manage to move on. We hadn’t met in nearly 25 years and I won’t deny it was an emotional experience for both of us. The circumstances of our parting on that cold, autumn night so many years ago were not of our choosing. The memories of our final evening, of the desperate expression on his face as my mum shut the door on him were still vivid, though less raw, in my mind. After our coffee, lunch, walk and hugs goodbye, I found myself repeatedly thinking back to the happiness of Our Time: the laughter, the passion, the exploration of places and each other- and I remembered that amazing night. He had been a terrific innovator in day to day life as well as in the bedroom. He got us out of so many scrapes in our travels, found work where others failed, found humour when the ether around us turned mundane. In bed we both, for the first time in our young lives discovered the fun, variety and passion in lovemaking. It was he, I recalled, who dollopped Nutella on me – on my pussy, that is – and ate off every last bit, driving me to a writhing, heated mass of frustrated rapture before entering me. But that night we were on another level entirely. We had travelled for weeks in our old car and had finally arrived in a hot, dusty town in the Australian desert, hundreds of kilometres from anywhere else. For days we had camped and eaten noodles. Shaken by the corrugations, we were plastered red by an all-pervading dust that seeped through zips and bags and discoloured my lovely whites- permanently. When we rolled in to town we went straight to the hotel, ordered cold beers and went for a wash in the bathroom. We checked in that night to a simple room on the first floor of the hotel. I can still remember the doors opening onto a wide, communal balcony that ran the entire length of the hotel. And the bathroom, shared at the far end of a creaky corridor. And the ridiculously soft mattress on our bed, which, mercifully, didn’t creak at all despite its ancient constitution and cast iron frame. Anyway, the point is, I remember that night even now. Our drive out to a gorge, the still water and the surrounding, timeless rock walls reflecting a glow ranging from soft pink to angry red from the fast- setting sun. I remember that unique tangy smell of the earth as it sighed, I thought, after its day of being roasted by that searing sun; the beers outside in the hotel garden after our massive steaks, the myriad of stars that splattered the sky as we gazed up spotting missioned satellites. And I remember how you started massaging me as I lay showered, scrubbed, tingling and naked, face down on our bed. How you worked your fingers deep into my rattled muscles, how you pulled firmly on each and every digit, loosening tissue and ligaments, leaving my fingers and toes beautifully relaxed and refreshed. You worked up my calves, pressing with thumbs, kneading with fists, exploding so softly hardened knots, easing tendons, revitalising tired flesh. You, too, were naked and it seemed, I suppose, just how it should be as you worked up my legs, kissing briefly the back of my knee – you KNEW I loved that: I can remember you chuckling as you did it. And the little goose bumps that sprung up on my flanks as a result! You loved those. You took a while working my thighs, pushing hard along my skin, probing the gnarls deep below, easing out the strains, before repeating it all – so. deliciously. slowly. – on my buttocks and then my flanks and back. You did this thing where you ran your fist up my spine, stopping at every vertebra to push it down and stretch it, it seemed, in its seat. Your thumbs ran up that muscle either side, once again loosening the little tight buds which had formed over the jolting journey. By now I was incapacitated by a pervasive lethargy that allowed my mind to wander and my body to pool into enervated indolence wherever you touched. I remember exposing my tired neck to you as you gently rotated my shoulders and ran thumbs smoothly up to seek the smallest knotted resistance at the base of my skull. I could feel your body, warm against mine, relaxed, emanating a soft heat. It was lovely that you were there – just there – as the strains were banished from my body. I rolled over at some point and you started again at my feet after placing a light, lingering kiss on my lips. I stretched, elongated, cat-like as you moved down and smoothed my skin, released tension from toes, ankles, knees, hips – tenderly lifting, stretching out to full length each leg, gently rotating it, one hand supportive under an upper thigh, your grip firm on my calf. My flanks you pressed in together, pushing up to my ribs that small ripple of soft skin which then subsided to smoothness. My ribs also were gently pressured to bend oh-so-slightly as they stretched under my skin. On up to my shoulders and clavicle, bones urged into relaxation, muscles mellowed under your touch. My arms, too, were soothed, swivelled, softened as you stretched up to work on my fingers, your own body now taut against mine. I was depleted so deliciously. Not exhausted, but languid, loose-limbed yet quickened by your touch and the lassitude it had brought. So when you kissed me again so lightly on my lips, I felt a warmth kindling throughout my body and that rising desire to engulf you. I pushed against your glow and kissed back gently, our lips whispering against each other, before you left my mouth to massage with your mouth my cheek, chin, neck. You grazed the sides of my breasts – each of them – sparking a puckering of my hardened, thrilled nipples which I would have gleefully thrust into your mouth for you to savour if I had had the chance. My waist, belly, hips – none escaped the gentle ministrations of your soft, wondrous lips and the wafting warmth of your breath. You traced me down to my toes, taking each in your mouth, massaging yet again, but this time with your tongue engulfing them in an ambrosial warmth. I lay, still, stretched, marvelling at the delectable warmth seeping over me, as you worked a succulent trail back up my legs. I was aware of the stillness – the gentle whirr of the ceiling fan pushing strands of night air onto us, but otherwise silence. A relaxed tension as your mouth arrived back at my hip. So delicately your tongue traced the gentle valley down to my sex. I shifted slightly to let you in. You traced your tongue along the line of my lips to the the lowest point before so exquisitely, gently flickering it back up. I recall the glorious sensation as I parted my legs to let you in fully. Your massaging and manipulation had left my muscles so placid and loose-ligamented that it felt to me as if my legs floated apart to let you flow over and into me, to access my blissfull, self-indulged body. And that’s when it really began. You ran your tongue, broad and flat, along my lips, over my mound and up to my belly button. A short, stabbing, electric flutter ran to my throat and you carried on up. And just as you reached the base of my elated breasts, I felt your chest, having edged my legs yet further apart, brushing my pussy, your hairs tickling mine in a delightful, soft caress that urged a welcoming, moist, warm response from me. My back arched to present my elated breasts to your mouth, gasping as you took each in and rolled that little hard raspberry nipple hard against the roof with your tongue, while I felt your stomach, flat, muscled, trickle up to replace your chest on my lips and mound. My legs parted yet further to let you fill me when you got there, when the moment was right. But you left my breasts and stroked your tongue up to my throat, occasionally squeezing exalted skin between your lips, my head tilting back as I yielded to your velvety pressure. You sampled my neck and chin before plunging into my ravenous, cavernous mouth at the very moment I felt your manhood come to rest against me just there. I arched, raising my hips to receive you in your fullness. But you raised yourself up, towering over me and flowed – yes, flowed, – in one smooth, rippling movement back to my enraptured pussy. No shuffling, no shifting, no awkward repositioning. Deserting my mouth, you simply rolled up, away and down back to delight me with your tongue. A small flickering and a long, deep probe elicited a gasp from me and I found my hands had come down to hold your sides as you, once again, in one smooth, long, langorous motion, trickled your tongue over my quivering mound and on up over the plain of my belly – the stab in my belly button, an exhilarating tickle of each nipple… But this time I was aware of the vitalising stroke of your body against my cunt. Again the pressuring apart of my legs, the soft, fibrous drag of your chest over my galvanised lips, its cresting of my mound, the following ripple of your stomach kissing, glossing, buffing my heat and welcoming throb. I anticipated – yearned – for the arrival of your cock at my entrance. When he got there, just as your tongue sank deep into my mouth in a luscious, piercing thrust, you let him glide over my searching lips. I felt his heat, the veined texture, a pulse as he smoothed over and rested momentarily on my mound before you left me once more. My upper body folded up to follow your flow as you tilted back on your arms, your round, firm buttocks falling away then rocking down and rolling upward just as your mouth sank once more to engulf me. You ate open mouthed, lips hungrily sampling my fleshiness, my moisture. Your top lip found that spot and soon your tongue was there too, causing me to gyrate my hips and push into your mouth, begging you to take all of me. You slowly left me to come up once more and this time as my glistening body luxuriated in your travel, your soft moist tongue as vanguard to your broad, fulfilling body you allowed your straining cock to enter a fraction of the way into me so that I cried out and twisted, seeking more. And as you left to flow back down once more, I whispered, “What are you DOING?” And you replied: “Its The Flow, my love. Just go with The Flow” And I did. I relaxed and allowed this all-of-body massage to manipulate me into glittering, sparkling, throbbing indulgence. Until at the end of one of your tongue’s travels, as you crested my chin and once more fell into my waiting mouth, our lips crushing, I felt that long, rippling sensation of you entering me, soothing, satisfying as you ran your length so slowly and smoothly in. Filling me. Expanding me. Agonising me as you ran out of length and pushed against that spot. My legs rose to absorb you, my hands grasping your buttocks. I raised my shoulders to pull myself onto you and you into me. We rested there. Enthralled. Bonded. For just a few seconds. You stiffened and I felt the pulsing throb of your cream washing warmly into me as we squeezed into each other, me gripping your shaft to sap every drop from you as I shook and shuddered with you, grinding my teeth, gasping at the engulfing paroxysms. That night I really remember for leisured lovemaking. No frantic rabbitty shagging. But an unspoken gentleness, adoring worship, passionate appreciation, all climaxed wordlessly – because words weren’t needed – as you so tenderly gave all you had to me, I gave all I could to you and we filled and completed each other in that unhurried intensity. It was wonderful. And I wish we could do it again.

16 July 2020

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As I knock on the door, I reach down to adjust the lip of my corset. My left breast just keeps spilling out- that porter couldn’t stop himself from glancing down as he checked me in, thinking I didn’t notice him move to get a better angle as I was signing the forms. That’s alright I thought- kinda the effect I was after I suppose, so I leant down a bit further, pretending to read the fine print as an excuse to expose a bit more flesh. I heard him breathe in and a smile curled on my lips as I imagined him hardening in frustration. Now, standing at the door waiting, those familiar butterflies emerge again. You had told me that you were organising something special for my birthday, and that I should wear something sexy. If the porter was anything to go by, you’ll be pleased…As I hear your footsteps coming to open the door, I notice how wet I am-you’ll like that too I know! What could it be this surprise? I could tell that you were excited and nervous when I spoke to you, but you wouldn’t give anything away. Who cares, I’d thought at the time, we always have fun-a surprise won’t be that big a deal compared to the main event of just getting wet and messy with you- God how I’ve missed that! Last night after our call, I couldn’t sleep thinking about it. It has been so long, my mind filled with memories and thoughts and when I touched my pussy it had been so wet. You open the door, just in your jeans, your top off and your nipples hard. Your fly is unbuttoned and I can see from the bulge that you are already hard. You see me glancing down and cheekily respond, “ahh yeah sorry, I’ve been waiting a bit- got a bit too horny and needed to play” “You didn’t cum did you? You know I want to drink that!” you ask in mock accusation. I giggle and reply, “No, I want you to get all of that!” We kiss, pulling as close as we can, crushing our bodies and lips together, opening our mouths to each other, drinking our saliva, and twisting our tongues together. You bite my lip as you grab my ass and pull me closer, your hand lifting up my dress and slipping under….then sliding up my suspender. Your fingers run up and down it’s length a few times, feeling the curve of my ass against it… then down to the crease where my ass meets my leg. A finger whispers underneath and flickers along the edge of my knickers until it feels the hotness of my pussy. You feel just the edge of my wetness and kiss me harder as your nails dig into the top of my thigh. You push yourself away-“Fuck you look good!” you gasp breathlessly, “I fucking love those suspenders-so HOT!” You turn me round and unzip my dress. I let the sleeves fall from my shoulders and step out of it, careful to nonchalantly push my ass out as I do. It has the desired effect- “Aaaooorr….fuuuuuck…” you moan softly as I straighten up and slowly turn round. “You like?” I ask in cheeky coyness. “I fucking LOVE it,” is your reply dripping with lust, “This is going to be hard!” “What is?” I ask. “Waiting” “Waiting? Why do have to wait” “You’ll see” you reply, handing me a glass of champagne. So I guess this is the ‘surprise’. “Are you going to tell me?” I ask not expecting you to, and on cue you reply “Nah- you’ll see. Just drink up- you look a bit dehydrated.” Your eyebrows shoot up and down mischievously. “I’m not sure I can,” I reply, “I’m pretty busting as it is”. This was no lie. Before I’d left, I’d had a glass of wine and a glass of water, then in the Uber over I’d finished the complimentary water bottle that was in the back seat. By the time I’d been talking to the leery porter, I was clenching my ass cheeks and trying my best not to squirm, and in the lift on the way up to the room I’d been doing that little tippie-toe dance, and crossing my legs. I didn’t think I’d be able to hold out much longer. But you’re having none of it. “Good” you say, “So am I- let’s drink to that” Oh well, I think as we clink glasses, bottoms up! It’s delicious, and I can feel the alcohol warming me inside, mixing with the adrenaline to make me a little light-headed. I do like being a bit tipsy when you fuck me- I love the feeling of just letting go and opening up to you with no inhibitions and just giggles of delight, so I let you pour me another glass and take in the room. It’s a lovely modern suite with wall to ceiling windows at the end leading onto a balcony. I walk over and take in the view, wondering if anyone might be looking up and enjoying the show I’m putting on. I turn around and look at the bed. It’s only now I notice all the towels around-some in a pile next to the bed and a few around the bed and at the end. I can tell that you’ve stripped and remade the bed in preparation as well- as I sit back down I can feel the extra plushness of the layers you’ve added as well as the soft crinkle of the protector you must have laid out. “I see you’ve made the bed” I say, taking another sip. “Sure” you reply, “I think we might just make quite the mess tonight” you add with a twinkle in your eye. My bladder is thinking the same thing. I drain my glass just as there’s an unexpected knock at the door. I turn to you. “Who’s that?!” I ask, my eyes wide, reaching for my clothes. But from your look, I can tell this is no surprise for you. “Happy birthday” you say and give me that cheeky smile. But I’m taken off guard. Half-naked, lightheaded and bladder bursting…I hide myself round the corner out of sight from the door as you go to open it. You open the door and I hear two voices greeting you. I’m slightly horrified as you bring them through and I hold my dress up against myself in some vain attempt at modesty. But you seem completely unfazed. “Audrey, this is Holly and Pete” “Hey there,” Holly says, cheerfully leaning in to peck me on the cheek. Holly has dark hair that falls across her shoulders. She smiles kindly at me and seems at ease even though I’m clearly a little taken aback. Peter notices. “Hi,” he says, giving me a nod, but not intruding into my space. “You look a little....awkward…have we interrupted?” he says in a noticeable Irish lilt, raising his eyebrows in sympathy and slight confusion. Peter would be in his mid fifties, slim and tall with greying short curly hair. He smiles a crooked, one-sided smile and the cutest dimples appear in his cheek. “I didn’t tell her you were coming tonight” you pipe up, “I wanted it to be a surprise”. “Oh, you little shit!” Peter coughs and we all burst out laughing. “Are you ok with this?” he follows up, still smiling, but with sincere concern. I take a moment, looking him up and down and looking sideways to Holly who is meekly, but kinda cutely biting her lip in concern. After a breath….”Sure…” I say. “I can usually trust this asshole….why not”. “Phew!” you say looking at me and biting your finger in mock fear. “Let’s have some champagne!” As you go over to grab a couple more glasses and pour, Peter opens another bottle of rather expensive champagne with a flourish. Holly sits down beside me. “You ok? ” she asks, still a bit apprehensive. “Yeah….sure. He said he had a surprise lined up for my birthday, but he was being very cagey….I really didn’t expect this at all…so….yeah…” “Oh my god!” Holly squeals, turning to you. “You didn’t tell us it was her birthday!” Then, turning back to me beaming, “We would have brought you something” “Really, your birthday?” Pete asks, handing me a fresh glass of bubbles, “Well, I guess we’ll have to pull out all the stops to make it a memorable one then hey!” he says filled with fun innuendo. His cheekiness is infectious and we all giggle. “Cheers!” Holly says and we all raise our glasses, “To a fun night” We all drink, and Holly says, “Yum” looking over at Peter, “That’s goood….top me up.” She’d already drained half her glass- good, I wasn’t going to be the only tiddly one. “So you haven’t told her anything about us?” Pete asks. “Jesus!” You remind me of a conversation we had had ages ago where I had said I’d be up for adding others to the mix and tell me how you’d spent the last few months trying to find just the right match for us on AMM. You tell me about how you’d been back and forth with them and had met them for coffee about a month ago. Holly and Peter nod regularly in enthusiastic agreement, adding the occasional “Oh fuck yeah” for emphasis. “These guys are the best! They’re totally into what we’re into- I showed them your profile and they were really excited. I sent them a bit of something I’d written and it turned them on” “Oh god yeah” Holly says, “You can write! Pete & I fucked like crazy after reading that. Have you read anything he’s written?” “Oh, I certainly have!” I reassure her. We wrote a bunch on AMM before we fucked properly- got me really eager to finally meet” “Yeah, so after all that,” you continue, “I told them they needed to be patient but we’d look at getting together on your birthday, and they were totally cool with it…..so ….here we are. “ Peter looks over at me. “Look at you, still covering yourself up….we’re going to have to do something about that” Peter remarks, commenting on the fact that I’m still half-heartedly trying to cover myself by holding my dress up against my tits. “Well, it’s not very fair” Holly chimes back. “She’s nearly naked and look at us. She must be feeling a bit vulnerable there. Gotta do something to level the playing field,” she says turning to me. “You wanna pop that dress back on….or should we become a little more exposed….?” I look from Holly to Peter to you and Peter nods knowingly…. “Well I don’t know about you lot” he says, “but I’m overheating a little here- mind if I loosen my proverbial tie a little?” he asks looking over at me. “Sure..why not” I reply, starting to feel my nerves turn a little to excitement. As Peter unbuttons his shirt to reveal his chest, a soft down of hair across his pecs, he looks down at the towels placed beside the bed. “Nice to see you guys are prepared,” he mutters. “Oh yeah,” you add quickly, “These guys do like to get wet….” Holly looks over at you, “Is that ok?” That look of concern, of being unsure whether she is overstepping comes over her face again, but I quickly reassure her. “Oh, no….that’s fine….that’s …very good actually….” “Excellent,” she replies eagerly, “I can get a bit carried away in the moment….especially when I’ve had a drink or two.” She steps over to help Pete unbutton his pants. She pulls down his jeans and pulls his thick cock from his underwear. She kneels down and puts her face next to it to ask me, “You like?....cos I do….” And with that, she takes him in her mouth and his already firm cock gets harder and longer. I notice that you have reached down to your cock and are watching with clear desire, your mouth open, your eyes darting to Holly’s ample ass as she grinds it into the floor. “Hmmmm!” her lips smack as she pulls her head back and frees his cock, with a long string of precum and saliva joining her lips to the tip of his bouncing cock. Peter reaches down and unzips the back of Holly’s dress. She lifts her arms and Pete pulls her dress over her head revealing the full fishnet body stocking she has on, barely holding in her more than generous curves. She’s wearing no knickers and her ass draws your complete focus, sticking out like a platform I could balance my champagne glass on. I can see the desire on your face, and it becomes clear yet another reason you chose this particular couple. You lick your hand and slide it around the knob of your rock-hard erection. “Can I have a taste of that?” you ask Holly and Peter and they both nod enthusiastically. Holly shifts over a little to give you room and you lower yourself down to kneel beside her at the altar of Peter’s throbbing dick. I stand up and walk over to get myself a better view and I look down at you licking the head of his penis, dripping your saliva all over it, licking up and down the shaft with your tongue wet and eager….you take the head in your mouth and you suck hard, your cheeks sucking in with the pressure. Peter puts his head back and moans and Holly looks up at me suggestively as she licks her hand then reaches down to stroke the head of your cock. She sits back on her calves and her thighs open and she starts slowly grinding herself onto the carpet. The hot scent of her desire rises up and I can tell there will be a stain left on the carpet there from her sex. You seem to notice too and reach under to feel her…. “Oh god, I want to taste that!” you moan. “Yes please!” she responds, and you stand and offer your hand to help her up. You turn to Pete, “Is that ok?” “Be my guest!” is his lasciviously enthusiastic response. I turn to watch the two of you crawl onto the bed, and as I watch Holly lie on her back, her legs spread for you, I can tell you can barely contain your excitement….and it turns me on so much! You dive down between her thighs and take an audibly deep inhalation, you lick both her thighs softly but urgently, and as you do, Peter pushes up against me gently from behind. He brushes the hair from my neck and kisses it with his mouth open, his tongue circling and his teeth scraping gently on my nape. I shiver and he reaches round to cup my breast and pull me into him moaning softly. I feel his hard cock against the top of my hip, and I breathe in sharply. Holly lets out a moan and I can hear your frantic licking and sucking- it sounds so wet, almost swamplike and the dirtiness hits my loins. At the same time, I’m reminded sharply of the pressure that has been building relentlessly in my bladder as Peter reaches round and putting his hand just above my pussy, pulls himself even closer to me. We’re both watching you devour his wife’s squelching pussy, your ass wiggling in the air, your hand frantically pulling on your hard cock. “Looks good enough to eat!” Peter whispers into my ear urgently, “….do you think he’d mind?” I turn my head to him, “No….he loves having his ass eaten….go for it” and Peter doesn’t have to be asked twice. He kneels down at the end of the bed and grabs a firm hold you your ass, one hand grabbing hold of each cheek. You stop momentarily, groan happily in acquiescence, and dive back into Holly’s pussy. For her part, Holly lifts her head to see what’s going on and seems delighted by proceedings “Oh Yummy!” she says, visibly gyrating her hips and arching to get a better view. Peter slaps your cheek sharply and you jolt with pleasurepain. I hear a muffled groan and can tell you’re loving this. Peter spreads your cheeks wide and bends down to bury his face between them. I come closer and look down to see his tongue thick and wet probing deep into your ass. He takes it out and licks up and down your crack as you sway your hips and push your ass into his face. The hairs on your ass glisten with his spit. He scrapes his teeth on your cheeks and bites you as he slaps your other cheek. He pulls his head back and covers his hand in a puddle of saliva and, as he leans in to lick your sweet asshole once more, he reaches under and strokes your cock, stroking it long and rubbing the tip between his slippery fingers…..you shudder with delight and push your ass back even harder in his face. By this point I’m completely lost, my mouth is open, I’m craning to see every detail of this dirty wickedness, my pussy is wet with desire and throbbing to not be left out as I reach down into my panties and flick my wet lips and clit between my fingers…..but still....I'm so full, so bursting, it’s distracting…..do I sneak to the bathroom and take a piss? Will they miss me if I’m gone for a moment? It’s so hard to properly enjoy this when I’m so distracted… Just as I’m having this thought, Peter pulls his face out and licks his fingers, completely slathering them. I watch intently as he slides one finger then two fingers deep inside your ass, and I watch as you push hard back into them, lifting your head and groaning, “Oh yes…..fuck meeee….” Peter looks over at me… “Should I?” he asks. “Oh yeah….I think he’d like that” “Do you have any lube?” You lift your head up from devouring Holly’s pussy and point to the tube on the dresser. “Use lots-get me real goey.” Your face is covered, shining from her juices….mmmmm….I’m wishing it was mine. I pass Peter the tube and he squeezes it out all over you, rubbing and slapping your ass. He slides a huge glob of wetness into your hole, opening you up and making you glisten with wetness. He squeezes the tube again, this time into his hand, and I watch him rub the end of his cock, squeezing it and stroking it and slapping it onto your ass. He presses the tip of his cock onto your hole, pushing it, stretching it open. I lean over and reach down and spread you for him. I rub the tip of Pete’s cock as it pushes slowly into you and you push slowly back- and then you stop-you reach behind you with your hand to slow down, wait……ok…slowly you push back and Peter’s long cock slides, little by little, deeper in you…..he starts to slide in and out slowly….. “Fuck, you’re tight” Peter moans as he starts to grind slowly in and out of your hole. So hot I think, but I literally can’t hold on anymore….but I have an idea. “Mind if I make things a little wet?” I ask, looking first at Peter and then around at you as you turn your head around in excitement. “Please….yes” he says emphatically as I wriggle out of my panties and climb up on the bed. I straddle your ass, standing above you, looking straight at Pete as he slowly grinds your ass. He watches me intently as he reaches under you to stroke your cock. And then I take a deep breath and close my eyes…a trickle starts to drip from my pussy…and then….blessed relief….it all starts to pour from me in a hot splashing jet all over your ass, down your crack, splashing onto Pete’s cock as he fucks you. He reaches out and lets the stream splash on his hands, and then brings his fingers to his mouth to taste…..”mmmmmmm”…. He pulls out of you and you moan. He starts to rub his cock frantically and I direct my stream of piss into his pumping hand You lift your head up “Oh FUCK yes!” you call out. Holly looks up and agrees. “Oh show me” she says. So I stop and turn myself round, facing her. You turn your head around to look and I see your fingers deep in Holly’s wet and engorged pussy…. but Holly still wants to feel your mouth and grabs the back of your head, slamming it back down between her thighs and you happily oblige eating her voraciously once more….I spread my lips for her to see and let another hot stream of pee flood all over your back, across your shoulders and the back of your head…and then onto Holly…her thick thighs and juicy tits, she reaches up and rubs the wetness through the fishnet onto her huge nipples. I put my hands onto my thighs and squat down a bit poking my ass out and really letting it fly, as gushes of my hot piss splash onto you and spatter my thighs. Pete slaps my ass and then leans over to kiss it, reaching under and feeling the flowing pee. All this seems too much for Holly and she pushes back against the bed head and moans loudly….”Oh…fuuck….yeah….I’m cummmminggg…” and as she does, she arches back and holds your head on her- I hear a gushing and then see her wetness spill out from your mouth as you splutter to drink her. You pull your head away to catch your breath, but she isn’t done and as she shakes, another jet of her cum squirts out like a jet onto your face...... After a few shuddering breaths, Holly puffs, “God I love watching him fuck a guy’s ass…..guys fucking each other is so hot….what do you think?” she asks, turning to me. “Oh god, tell me about it!” I reply, still reeling…what a birthday surprise indeed! “Mmmmmm….I wanna taste his ass on you” Holly calls over to Peter. “Absolutely!” he replies, “Bring it round here, I wanna look at your ass while you do,” he says standing on the side of the bed opposite the mirror. You jump off the bed and Holly jumps up on all fours and wiggles her ass in the air provocatively as she leans in to take Pete deep in her mouth. “mmmmm….I can taste Audrey’s pee on you- yum!” She dives back down for more and Peter leans over and grabs her huge cheeks. You come over to me and hold me from behind, your cock hard against my ass. We take in the view in the mirror, Pete digging his fingertips in and spreading, “Isn’t her ass magnificent?” he asks, and you agree enthusiastically. I gotta say, I kinda know what you’re both talking about-they jiggle deliciously, framed perfectly by the edges of the body stocking around her buttocks, and from the angle in the mirror I can see her hairy pussy glistening, flecked with drops of her juice and piss. It’s too much for you to resist and you go round and slide on your back under her legs, licking her thighs and pussy. Your erection is pulsing and you reach down to play with it as you lick……Now I can't resist- I need you inside me now! I can’t believe I’ve waited this long! So I climb on the bed and lower myself onto your cock. It feels so good to have you inside me- you’re so hard- I can feel how much you want me and how turned on you are…I’m the same! Holly’s ass looks great from here and as I grind hard down onto you, I lean over and slide a finger inside her- she’s soooo wet, my god-she really is enjoying herself! I slide a finger inside her ass and she moans in pleasure, so I lean over and bite it- I cant help myself- it’s just looks so bite-able! And you look like you’re in heaven- two pussies- one on your face and one on your cock… you reach down and push my thighs down so I’m sitting fully onto your cock- so deep so good….you hold my thighs, holding me still….what’s going on….ohhhh…..the warmth spreads under me and deep inside me, filling me up….oh god, so hot, I so love your piss inside me….I feel it filling me up….so full, I slide up and feel it gush out past my lip. As I slide down on you again, it pools in a hot puddle on your pubes and stomach. I slide up and down harder on you and feel it splashing…sooo good to be so wet!. I give Holly’s sweet ass a sharp slap and she squeals a muffled squeal, her mouth full of cock. She turns around, “You naughty girl!” She gets up, turns around and rearranges herself to face me and squats down, grinding on your face. Peter stands back and takes in the view, shaking his head in appreciation. Holly lifts her ass up and looks down on your face, “You ok down there? ya can breathe ok?” You are in fact gasping for breath, but you nod yes enthusiastically. “You wanna taste my piss?” she asks and your nod becomes even more emphatic, “Oh god yes- please!” She leans over and kisses me grabbing my nipple as she does, squeezing it and moaning in appreciation….and then I hear her stream start- god the bed is a swimming pool! I hear you take gulps and splutter, struggling to take in her squirting piss….Oh well, when in Rome! I lift my hips up, sliding until your cock is only just inside me …..wait…..let it come….and there, I push and begin to piss on you as well…..I slide down onto you and my stream stops, and as I pull slowly up again I feel the piss stream out. I lift off your cock completely and shoot a stream of piss straight onto your cock and stomach. ... Holly looks enthralled. She reaches down with her right hand and wanks your cock hard in the stream of my piss, splashing all over us- she leans over and grabs me behind the head with her left hand, scrunching my hair and pulling my face to hers, gazing intensely into my eyes, her breathing hot, her mouth hanging slightly open with desire, her lips wet, she leans in to kiss me- her lips are soft and despite myself, I melt into it as I let the last squirt splash out over your cock in her hand. Peter has been watching this all intently, and crawls up between us. He kisses Holly, and then me, his stubble rough on my face after Holly’s smoothness, and then he brings himself down to your cock and licks the drops of my piss from your pubes, sucking on them….then he starts to lick your shaft up to its tip over and over, finally taking you fully in his mouth and sucking hard on your knob. The sound is wet and visceral. Both Holly and I climb off you to give him room and watch as he devours you-by the look on your face, he’s very good at this!....But My!-the bed is awash with our pee-a splashing pool surrounds the indentations of your bodies, and you cup a handful and splash it over your chest, nipples and pubes, rubbing it into yourself and moaning as Peter sucks on your cock, grabbing your balls in his hand and twisting them together then leaning down to take each one in turn gently into his mouth and suck on them. You throw your head back, your eyes closed in pleasure and I lean in and kiss you deeply. I cup some pee from off the bed and splash it onto your cock stroking it as Peter takes both your balls into his mouth at once. God I love the feel of your hard cock in my mouth! I slowly push myself deeper and deeper down your cock and I feel you pulse with desire as I push my face onto you. I feel you push against the back of my throat and my eyes water as I feel that extreme fullness that makes me gag-that strange sensation that my body rebels against but my mind finds so incredibly hot. I pull off you coughing a little, take a breath and then go back in for more….I feel your cock jerk with desire and squeeze out a drop of precum…..mmmmm…that delicious sexy viscous precum that I love so much-fuck yeah, give it to me, and I start sucking your cock for all its worth. It’s only now I realise that Peter has stopped playing with you- Holly it seems has been inspired and is now, once again, sucking for all she was worth on Peter- you lucky boys! You shuffle yourself further onto the bed and I settle in on all fours to really suck you….you moan in delight, “ooooohhhhh yeahhhhh…..” as I slurp and suck on the tip of your cock, and lick your shaft -.I love how much you love me sucking you- it turns me on so much to have your hardness in my mouth and feel you arch and spasm. Your hand reaches down and you start wanking yourself into my mouth- so fucking hot. I stick out my wide wet tongue for you to wank yourself onto and you rub yourself on it from side to side looking down at me as I look up to you my mouth open, completely hot for you-I’m yours, do anything you want to me- I want to be your filthy slut…..My ass is up in the air and I see you watching it with desire; I wiggle and gyrate as I fuck your cock with my face. You grab the back of my head and push my face down onto your dick as you lift your hips up, driving yourself into my mouth. And then I feel Peter come up from behind me and spread my cheeks. He pushes his face in between my thighs, his stubble rough against my inner thighs, but his tongue soft and wet, probing my pussy and flicking against my clit….ohhh yeah. He slowly and wetly runs his wide tongue the full length of my crack- from my clit to my hole, to my perineum, to my asshole, probing his thick tongue into each hole as he does, then along the crack to the top of my ass. His finger reaches in and flicks across my clit as he stands and slaps his hard cock on my slippery crack. Although, with my head buried on your cock, I can’t see, I can tell from her soft moans that Holly is watching it all and loving it. Peter slides his thick cock inside my wet pussy and I push back on him, wanting him so deep inside me- at the same time I take you fully in my mouth, as far as I can down your shaft, filling my mouth to the deepest back of my throat and hold you there, slightly biting down on the base of your cock with my teeth…it feels so good to be so filled up from both ends….so full! Then Peter starts to slide in and out and suddenly slams into me. It’s a shock and I’m pushed hard onto your cock. Too hard- I cough and splutter and pull off you and Peter stops, “Sorry- was that too rough.” “No,” I reply, “Just unexpected. Keep going….please….” and he does, slower at first, then building harder and faster……mmmmmmmm…..Holly is there now too, spreading my cheeks with both hands and making appreciative little moans of delight. One hand moves away and I hear her lick her fingers, and the next thing I feel is one of her fingers enter my asshole slowly, then begin matching Peters rhythm, sliding in and out of my asshole, pushing down on the thin lining between my pussy and rectum, rubbing against his hard cock through my flesh as he pumps he in and out….ooohhhh yeeeeahhhhh…..He slows and then stops, holding his cock deep inside me….and then I feel that delicious familiar warmth filling me up from deep as he starts to piss inside me…. I lift my head from your cock and push back onto him, moving my hips slowly from side to side to feel every squirt of his emptying bladder as fills me up further and further. I can still feel Holly’s finger deep in my ass, moving from side to side to feel the tip of Peter’s cock, his piss pouring out into my rapidly filling cunt. You take to opportunity to slide under me and now your cock is once again in my face, but your face is underneath my pussy as Peter starts to slide out a little. As he does, my pussy full of his piss starts to empty past my labia and splash down onto your face. You put your hands on my hips and pull yourself up to drown in the torrent, licking my lips on either side of Peter’s cock as it slides in and out of me; with each stroke, more of his piss splashing out of my bursting pussy and raining down on you. I push back onto his pounding cock, rhythmically matching his movements, and lean down to take your hard cock once again into my mouth. Peter’s rhythm increases and Holly starts to slap me every third or fourth pound, sharp, swapping cheeks each time. “Fuck I love your ass” she mutters emphatically, and I feel an orgasm building, “Oh fuck yeah….don’t stop….” I whimper and dive back down to consume more of your cock. But Peter does stop goddamnit! He pulls out just as I’m about to cum and slaps his hard dick on my buttocks. My pussy drips the last drops of his piss down into your open mouth and you come up to suck hard on my soaking labia, sucking every last drop of his piss from me. His strong hands grip my ass and spread my cheeks and he leans down to smother my asshole in his spit, licking and lapping at my hole . Then he stands again, and grabs the tube of lube, squeezing it into his hand then slathering it onto his cock. He presses the fat knob of his slippery cock urgently against my asshole. As he pushes into me, Holly pulls apart my cheeks as wide as she can, stretching my asshole, opening it up to his hard thick cock, stretching me and filling me to that edge of pleasure and pain. The lube feels so good, so wet between his cock and my ass, so slippery, letting him slide deep, so deep inside me. And all the while you continue to finger me, to lick me, to suck on my clit as your finger slides into my pussy and pushes against his cock probing deeper and deeper into my ass. Oh how I love having your fingers inside my pussy as his cock is in my ass, the two rubbing against each other, so dirty, so hot…the rhythm starts to increase again and I feel that intensity building once more from the deepest part of my…..oh fuck….I’m gonna cum….with both my pussy and my ass being worked so insanely….fuck I want all my holes filled at once. I look down at you madly rubbing the end of your cock as you suck me and jam the fingers of your other hand hard inside my cunt. I want you in my mouth as I cum….oh yes you buck and arch as I take you into my mouth, you continue wanking it into my mouth licking and dripping saliva onto you….Ohhh god yes, please don’t stop now. Peter jams my ass even harder, my ass totally open to his cock I slam myself back into him over and over, your fingers jamming into me, hard against my G-spot now, over and over banging into it with such intensity, with your tongue and lips on my labia and clit, my mouth licking and sucking your madly wanking cock….ohhhhhhhh yeeeeeeaaaahhhhhh!!!!!…..I shake as I cum and push back hard, pushing Peter’s cock deliciously out with a pop as I gush cum and piss all over your face…..

12 July 2020

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Stefano is to tell Natalie that James has sent him and that she might like some company. James doesn’t want photos or videos, he doesn’t want to play at coming home unexpectedly to find his wife bent over a chair while Stefano his hammering her cunt. No, he just wants to stay at work imagining it all, perhaps to discover cum stains on the sheets or cum inside his wife. Well that’s what he tells Stefano. When is the best time to go? Well she is always at home Wednesday, late morning and the kids are at Kindergarten. Stefano is to look for a black “Honda People Mover”, parked in front of the property. Stefano cruises past the house a day early and notices a grey Honda, not a black one, parked in the driveway of the property. Stefano wonders if it’s all real. Still, he has experienced some even stranger requests and arrangements. On the appointed day and hour, Stefano turns up at the front door of the house, a small bag containing his favorite toys, anal hook, Velcro tabbed cuffs, vibrating wand. In some doubt about the veracity of the instructions, Stefano rings the doorbell. A woman, whom he cannot see through the thick mesh of the security door answers. “Are you Natalie” asks Stefano somewhat embarrassed and feeling vulnerable at being seen and not being able to see her. “No, I’m not” is the reply. “Who are you and what can I help you with?” James sent me, he suggested you might need some company, perhaps I have the wrong address”, he adds weakly. This is all bullshit, I’ve been set up by a fantasizing husband who’d like to be a cuck but whose wife knows nothing about it. “Oh,” the nameless woman says, “I see. Well perhaps you should come in off the street” You follow her in, puzzled. She leads you to a small living area and asks you to sit. You’re uncomfortable and unsure about what to do. “Do have a glass of water” the woman says putting a glass down beside you on a small side table. “Please excuse me, I must see to the baby” she adds. Non-plussed, you sip the water. Suddenly the nameless woman, naked, rubbing her cunt with one hand and twisting a nipple with the other, is standing before you. “Fuck me hard” she yells, dropping down onto all fours, while you, mouth agape remains motionless, unsure about what suddenly happened. Never one to stand around for too long though, you decide to go with it, stripping off quickly and crouching behind the horny ranting woman forcing your engorged cock into her and your finger into her arse. As you fuck her, she yells out “Fuck me harder, you horny prick” so loud, you worry a neighbor might call the police. The yelling is putting you off so you slap her arse hard and grab her around the throat, forcing her to quieten down. You are fucking her hard now, grunting as you slam your groin against her soft buttocks. From the other room, you hear grunting and coarse heavy breathing. Suspicious, you stop, pull out of her cunt and head quietly towards the source of the grunting, which now ceases. It seems James likes to listen and jerk off while doing it; said James is in the adjoining bedroom lying on the bed naked with his cock in his hands and a sheepish smile on his face. “I don’t mind if you come in and watch” you offer. “I prefer to listen and jerk off”, he replies, smiling. You return to the waiting wife, now draped over a couch, legs wide apart, her big loose labia hanging down, begging to be grabbed and stretched. You grab them, spreading them wide apart, pulling her cunt over your hard-again cock. As she moans and you sink into her, you take a nipple into your mouth, biting and chewing as you fuck her hard. “On all fours slut” you suddenly yell out to her. The usual routine, hook in her arse, cock in her cunt. “Don’t fuck my arse please” she cries out. You are working hard now feeling the pressure building up, finally you cum in a torrent of semen straight into her. At the same time, you hear James in the next room orgasm. Thanking the nameless slut, Stefano hurriedly dresses and heads for the door, thinking once is enough with these strange people.

12 July 2020

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A couple who like to add a couple of cocks to their play. A little old for his taste, but not bad looking. Address provided, outer suburbia again. Stefano arrives to be greeted by hubby. Upon entering the house, Stefano is left alone for a moment while hubby goes off to get the naked wife, blond, early fifties, tight body- not so good looking but very fuckable- to personally come out and greet him, naked. Stefano returns the greeting, one arm around her waist, the other between her legs, fingers into her cunt. Stefano is led to a bedroom where another two older guys, both fit and tanned are waiting, naked, standing around, with a limp cocks. “Let Stefano fuck me first” says wife. “Joe and Jim have already had a go. I will suck Joe off while Stefano is fucking and Jim can lick my cunt”. Hubby lies at the end of the bed, fully dressed while Stefano gets behind wife and pushes into her; she on all fours sucking a kneeling Joe. You are close to blowing but save it for your turn at being sucked. Positions switched. Joe is behind wife now, slamming hard into her. Jim has given up, deciding on a break. You in front, wife sucking hard on your cock; you warn her that you are about to cum. “Oh please do Sir” she says. Meanwhile, Joe is discussing football with hubby. Who, what- are these people for real? You decide to save it again, better put it into her cunt. Suddenly, hubby has come to life and unleashed the biggest python you have ever seen. “Fuck my wife Stefano, while she sucks my cock” he says. You oblige, moving around behind the horny wife, Joe underneath her, has his cock in her already so Stefano figures it’s her arsehole for him. Hubby’s cock can hardly fit into his wife’s mouth, this being the reason why he can’t fuck her much. As she struggles to suck him you and Joe work hard on her holes. You piston into her as hard and fast as possible, producing a big orgasm and finally much cum, which you enjoy watching dribble out of her. They all lie around for a while chatting giving you time to recover. “Time for a cum bath” you suddenly hear her say. The men are asked to stand around the kneeling wife, while she sucks their cocks in turn, encouraging them to cum as quickly as possible. Hubby arrives at an orgasm first. You thought you were a “big cummer” as they say on porn dating sites, but Hubby makes you look foolish, practically drenching his wife’s head with cum, wife, licking the sides of her mouth as it dribbles down her face then cleaning up Hubby’s cock. You and Joe are being sucked in turn and Joe starts to masturbate, finally exploding onto wife’s face laying a trail of thick white semen over her forehead. All the time wife is moaning and rubbing her clitoris, licking cum appreciatively. Not keen to get anyone else’s cum on you, you wait until she has swallowed and licked some of the cum off her face. Now you let go with a pulsating squirt over her cheeks and into her mouth. Wife, rolls it around her mouth making bubbles and finally swallows it all. Time for bed you decide, you thank them all for a great time and leave. Though you think another visit might be enjoyable, you see them on the site where you met but your messages go unanswered.

12 July 2020

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This is not sexy, it’s about an issue very important to me, that too few pay attention to. Don't Call Me Babe... I Forgot I forgot you don't like to be called Babe. I forgot. Oh, that's right, sorry, I forgot. All throughout my marriage to my second husband I was called babe, honey, darling. My first name was used in some business / work settings, but for the majority of the time my name might as well have been babe. Babe is certainly a term of endearment to many, and I'm not against pet names, terms of endearment, or the love languages that develop between two people who care about each other. In my situation, the use of my first name was a weapon designed to shoot home how angry my ex would be with me, and that I was 'on thin ice' and had to be careful. It was a tool of control that he wielded with precision, particularly in the last few months of our marriage when I had to deal with threats, coercion, and severe gaslighting and manipulation. My first name became synonymous with the kind of rage that would send me into a protective dissociative state that could last weeks, so intense was the rage that I had to find a way to escape it the only way I knew how: be invisible to the monster that came out, that used my first name to flay the skin off my body with his hateful words and threats that were forgotten by him within minutes of his rage subsiding. I eventually hated hearing my name used by him. I also feared it. When we call someone a generic term like babe it's also a way of not having to think too hard about the person you are with. You don't have to keep track of names because every woman becomes a babe. You never get caught saying the wrong name, because every woman you interact with is a babe, or a honey, or a darling...it's a lazy as fuck way of talking to a woman. But what about the man who keeps calling you babe after you've carefully explained why you hate it, why you need to hear you name spoken all the time, and why you need to have your name used intimately, gently, erotically, and that you want to be called by your first name always? You get the oops, I forgot, babe, er <insert name>. I forgot. I forgot you don't like to be called Babe. I forgot. Oh, that's right, sorry, I forgot. I forgot you told me 3 minutes ago, an hour ago, two hours ago, yesterday, the day before, and reminded me constantly not to call you babe. I know you don't like it. I just forget. I can't help it. I don't mean to forget. Blah blah blah. I even call you stupid names like 'boy' when you call me babe, and still you forget. What is it about the phrase “I forgot” that drives us nuts? I consider the phrase “I forgot” to be code for “I don’t care enough about you; your likes, dislikes, wants, and needs, don’t factor into my thinking when it comes to doing anything that might impact on you.” Why do we forget about the ones closest to us? When you always have to remind someone of why you don’t like something, what does that say about that person, and how much you matter to them? It is no good apologising for something and then going out and doing exactly the same action again, and again, and again. It is no good making amends and committing the same behaviour time and time again. There is little respect in the consistent forgetting. Personally, I think it’s about control and manipulation of others, and it’s a passive aggressive way of telling the other person just how important you are to them. Additionally, if you forget often enough, then your partner eventually just gives up asking, right? How is that a bad thing? It can't be that bad, can it? I'm just human you might think. I just forget sometimes. I don't mean it. I can't help it. What's the big deal? Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill? Get off my back. It's just a word, it doesn't mean anything. You know I don't mean anything by it. It's just a term of endearment. More blah blah blah. Because, we don’t really forget, do we? We just pretend that we do because it’s easier to say those words than the real ones you are thinking, like 'get fucked, I won't be doing that for you.' If you forget to bring the milk home on your way home from work, that’s one scenario of “I forgot” that could be explained away with distraction. We've all had those moments when it's the 'I'd forget my head if it wasn't screwed on.' But what if your “I forgot” is a way of maintaining control? • I forgot you wanted to go out tonight and I’ve organised to do something... • I forgot you were allergic to <insert relevant allergy item> • I forgot you didn’t like mushrooms... • I forgot you were vegetarian... • I forgot your birthday/anniversary/special occasion... • I forgot to get my drivers licence... • I forgot you’d organised that... • I forgot you didn’t like... • I forgot you said we were leaving at this time... • I forgot that appointment you made for us/me... • I forgot you wanted me to do that... • I forgot you were doing that... Is a theme presenting itself? There are so many questions around these two little words. They convey so much intent without actually saying what they mean. Does saying “I forgot” absolve the other person from taking personal responsibility for their lack of emotional connectedness to you? This does not mean that when you say you are going to do something, that it's a promise written in stone forever. Things change, people change, and circumstances change. Sometimes we just do honestly forget. What I am talking about is the situation where you fully agree with the person you are listening to about a certain thing, and it requires you to do or act on something, and you consistently don’t take that action; that’s what I'm talking about here. I forgot has a huge impact on the other person, whether they are your spouse, partner, friend, colleague, or play partner. There is a manifest lack of integrity and respect towards me, or the person you're saying it to, in those two words. So when I tell you to use my name, and you continue to call me babe, honey, darling, despite being told again and again and again that I want you to stop, then that's going to get in the way of whatever else might be good between us, or might potentially develop. I hate being called babe when I've asked someone not to do it. I hate the emotional laziness that goes with this, because I don't do it to others. If you can't be fucked calling me by my first name, and keep telling me you forgot, how can you be trusted in the areas that matter, such as consent, boundaries, limits and so on? When you consistently forget the small stuff, effectively disregarding my limits and boundaries, then how can I trust you in other areas? This is such a red flag for me, and while most would laugh this off as just a lapse and no harm done, there is very real harm in this behaviour. I forgot is code for 'get fucked.' I forgot is code for 'I don't give a damn what you want, I'm going to keep doing what I want no matter what you tell me.' I forgot is a great big red flag. I forgot is a deal breaker for me, especially when it is done over and over again, and you are reminded constantly, and still keep calling me babe. Babe is a pig in a movie. I am a woman with a name. Use it or fuck off.

10 July 2020

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She had been naughty all week. Defiant at every turn yet we were unable to meet until the end of the week. We organised to meet at my home when I finish work. I had been home less than 5 minutes before she arrived, a big hug to catch up on the week missed. As eager as we were to meet, I always unwind on a Friday watching my favourite TV show. She knows this full well and she knows she will get all the intention in the world as soon as I finish. Sitting back and relaxing as I load up Netflix, she glides over and sits besides me with a freshly made drink, not that I was asked if I wanted one..... Her head nestles into my shoulder as I wrap my hand around her shoulder. Her hand runs between my legs as she continues to talk, interrupting my show relentlessly. Taking a deep breath I exhale slowly and pause my show. Taking careful note to check how long remains. 37 minutes and 24 seconds. I reach over to the storage between the chairs and pull out her personalised collar. All I say is “Collar”. Of all the defiance she may express there is one thing that is sacred. Knowing full well that when told, if she refuses to put the collar on there will be no punishment, no rewards and no cuddles or embracing that night. Reluctantly yet obediently she draws her hair behind her head, allowing me to wrap the collar around her neck. “You’ve been naughty all week. I think it’s time for a lesson in patience.” Hooking the lead to the collar ring I lead her to the bedroom. “Onto the bed and lay down” I say with a stern voice. She hesitates and remains anchored. My hand swings through the air, a thundering sound as palm meets an arse cheek. “Onto the bed and lay down” I say again more forcefully than before, indicating my patience is wearing thin. She now places her now red rump onto the mattress, swinging around and places her head on the pillow. The bed dips to the side as I mount her thighs. She's unable to get up but attempts to undo the zip on my jeans. Grasping that wrist I place it above her head, fastening it firmly with the restraints attached to the bed. The restraints shes previously bruised herself trying to break free from. Reaching past her head to the headboard I pull back a large black lock with a metal cord, using it to connect the wrist cuff to bed restraint. Both hands pressed besides her head as I lean in. Lips closing in on hers, however as she leans up to kiss me in return I press against the bed and move further down the bed. She feels the vibration of zipper lower. A warm breath can be felt on her pelvis as my lips are mere millimetres from her flesh. Slowly I draw down her pants, exposing those black lacy knickers she knows drives me wild. Her ankles now placed into the lower bed straps before I tug, she feels a jolt on all four limbs as I tighten each one. Now firmly restrained, pants fully removed in lean forward and whisper into her ear “You need a time out”. I pull from our bag of toys her Lush, a remote controlled vibrator. Resisting the ultimate urge to have my way with her, mouth, hands, fingers, cock…. I lube up the Lush, silicone toy spreads her lips as it gently slides all the way in. A quick press of the remote app on my phone and she jolts, moaning loudly. Turning it off as It was just a test I then firmly inform her, “I need to finish watching my show uninterrupted and you need to be quiet”. I fasted a gag and even though she resists she quickly gives up, knowing how much she likes it and being in a position she cant win anyway. I lean over to this new black lock she hasn’t see before, a bewildered look crosses her face as she hears beeps. Looking closer she can just make out illuminated numbers on the lock which displays ‘38 minutes’. Sitting on the couch, now with my newly acquired drink and a lush remote in my other hand. I start the lush on low, even through the gag I can hear from the next room. As I unwind watching my show my thumb rotates around the app, to mimic the movement as I would have around her clit if I was so inclined. I can hear moaning intensifying, I know she is wriggling in her restraints, her thighs rubbing against each other and twisting her hips. I’m familiar with her noises, I know when shes about to cum and that’s when I slow the pace. I hear the muffled moaning replaces with a frustrated grunt. I do this multiple times during the remainder of my show. The final few minutes I turn it up, again I can imagine her squirming in the restraints, the lush now lathered in her warm juices as the moans become louder and more rapid. I hear her cum, her body convulsing in the restraints as I lower the vibration. I hear her post coital sigh, I know full well her body just released and became relaxed…. only to turn the vibration up again. A little post cum torture to teach her a lesson. Her body would be tensing, skin turning white against the straps as she pulls upon them. Continuing again increasing and decreasing the vibration until I hear the alarm of the timed lock, allowing her to release herself from the restraints. As the credits start rolling she hobbles out of my room. Sits besides me with her head firmly placed into my shoulder again. My arm this time wraps around her with a blanket. “Learnt our lesson have we?”

6 July 2020

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Grant carried me into the bedroom and lay me down on the bed. I was so exhausted, I almost dropped right off to sleep but when Grant’s lips met mine – his mouth and my pussy lips, I was snapped back to erotic awareness. As his tongue started flicking at my clit, my arousal began again. First he just flicked his tongue around my clit and then he closed his mouth over the top of my pussy and sucked my pussy lips and clit into his mouth. He sucked it hard and then he bit down on it, holding my clit between his teeth and slowly increased his bite as he flicked at it. It was starting to hurt a little and just as I was about to tell him to stop, my pussy was suddenly jammed full of fingers. I don’t know how many were inside me but in just moments, I felt the sensations I felt when he first brought me to those ejaculations I had when we together the first time. The biting pain disappeared as his fingers worked around the “magic” area that set me off last time. He pumped his fingers into me harder and harder and it seemed faster and faster. I was soon soaked in pussy juice as the tension built up between my legs. My hips rose off the bed to meet his thrusts and I came on his hand. As my body shook with the orgasm, his hands were still pumping into me. I felt the need to “pee” again and I knew my ejaculation was not far off. I was moaning like a thoroughly fucked whore when he withdrew his fingers and my juices erupted from my cunt like a fountain and I screamed in ecstasy. After 4 or 5 seconds, when my body stopped shaking and shuddering, I collapsed back down on the bed. I reached for and found his cock. It was rock hard! I really felt like what I thought a whore might feel like. I desperately wanted that big cock pounding into my cunt. Then, without warning, Grant smacked his open hand hard on my clit and pussy. He hit me 3 or 4 times as I yelped in shock and I remembered that is what he did the first time. His fingers then slammed their way into my flooding pussy and he pumped them into me again, harder and faster as I very quickly climbed to another climax just before he pulled them out of me and I exploded again. I gripped his cock so hard I thought it would break as my ejaculation squirted from my body. I began thrashing around like someone possessed! Now, as I lay there trembling, Grant just climbed over the top of me and before I had stopped shaking from the ejaculation, his cock was at my pussy. I looked up at him, still in free fall from my cumming and my squirting and he just smiled at me and then, fast and hard, he slammed his big beautiful cock deep inside of me. I screamed with pain, with pleasure, with happiness, with ecstasy. I screamed in just pure lust. I was fucked and being fucked and loving every second of it. I lay there like a rag doll, limp and unable to physically respond to his thrusts. My eyes filled with tears of joy. Grant asked if I was ok and my answer was with a nod of my head and a cry of “yes, yes, yes – just don’t stop”. I tried to raise my knees and give his cock more access to my throbbing cunt but I was too weak to lift them. Grant saw what I was trying to do and his put his arms under my knees and raised my legs for me. He slammed his cock deep inside me and I thought it would come out of my stomach! He then lifted my legs up over his shoulders and drove his cock into me even harder. I felt his balls slapping against my arse as his cock, somehow, slammed its full length inside me. It hurt like hell but it felt like a wonder drug. As my climax approached, I started moaning and repeating over and over that I was cumming. He said “together” and thrust into me even harder. An animal noise escaped from my mouth as I began to come (again!) and Grant groaned “yes… NOW!” as he pushed his cock as deep into my cunt as he could and filled my body with his hot sperm. I was on a cloud, floating and it seems, I passed out. Then I awoke to almost the same scenario but this time it was Kim who was at my pussy. Her soft sweet tongue was lapping at my pussy. My pussy was sore but her kissing and licking made it feel much better. I reached down to her and whispered that I think I am still full of Grant’s cum to which she replied “yes. I know and I am loving it mixed with your tasty pussy juices.” I just lay there and came again as she licked my pussy clean. When she finished, she turned around and I thought she was going to 69 with me but instead, she maneuvered her legs between mine and slid right up to me so our pussy lips were touching. This felt very strange until she started rubbing her pussy against mine. I had never seen or heard of this but as her pussy rubbed against mine, I could feel the pleasure rising in me again. She started gently at first but as things got more intense, our pussy juices mingled together and made our pussy wet and slippery, I pushed my pussy harder towards her. She said “now you are learning” and smiled at me. I felt so proud. I held her leg and pulled her closer and harder to my cunt. I was feeling like “whore for the night” and loving it. As our cunts ground together another orgasm coursed through each of our bodies. After a short time, I then moved to kiss Kim’s pussy and return the pleasures she has given me. As I licked, kissed, sucked and “fingered” her pussy, I realized how beautiful this all was. My mouth found the folds of her lips. I sucked them into my mouth and played with each in turn with my tongue. I nibbled lightly and sucked deeply on her clit until she came. Her lips wet my cheeks as I probed her pussy with my tongue. I felt I wanted to be “marked” by this woman so wiped my face across her pussy until my entire face was wet with her sweet juices. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could into her pee hole. My fingers explored the warmth and depth of her cunt and I kept pulling then out of her and putting them in my mouth to suck her cunt juice from them. I made her come and I drank her juices three more times until my mouth and tongue were too tired to continue. I felt like a whore, a queen, a slut – a different woman. My god! A lesbian! Made me wonder why I ever felt repulsed by the very thought of what I have been doing tonight. We came back to a face to face position and like a honeymoon couple, our legs entwined and our arms around each other, my titties pressed against hers and our mouths inches from kissing, we both fell asleep. Once more I awoke. In the semi darkness I realized it was dawn. I tried to move but I couldn’t. For a moment I could not understand why I couldn’t move. Then, as consciousness prevailed, I realized that I was on my back and both my legs were “pinned” down. My legs were spread asunder and across each of them was another leg holding them down. Grant on one side, Kim the other. Their free hands began to caress my body. They each touched then kissed my face and mouth and began to move their hands down my body. In a feeble response, I told them I was exhausted and I couldn’t. They said that’s ok, we can and as a hand of each of them found a tittie of mine to caress, I just closed my eyes and sighed “MMMmmmm… …”. In their own different ways, they played with my titties – with their hands, swapping sometimes before they both began kissing then sucking my nipples into their mouths. I had never had both nipples sucked at the same time before. I was on my way to heaven again. My nipples were pinched and squeezed and rolled about between fingers and sucked until they felt like they were stretched to about an inch long. From time to time they left my now rock hard nipples and I watched them kiss each other – then back to my nipples. While sucking my nipples, both their hands started towards my pussy. Without their mouths leaving my nipples, their hands found my pussy and they began playing. My pussy lips were pulled and rubbed and my clit was toyed with by one hand as the other slipped into my cunt. I lost track of who was doing what but with hands rubbing, probing, squeezing and just totally overwhelming my sensations, I came again. They told me to lay on my side and they both now changed positions on the bed. Kim placed herself behind me in a 69 position and Grant too was in a 69 position, his beautiful cock inches from my face. I had no idea what Kim was doing. My right leg was lifted over Grant’s shoulder and he brought his face to my pussy. As he started to suck my pussy, I took his cock in my hands and began to make love to it with my mouth. I kissed its big knob and watched in wonder as it grew in my hands. I recalled how this monster had plundered my pussy and how fantastic it felt. I kissed it from knob to base. I sucked his balls, one by one, into my mouth as I pumped it with my hands. It slowly grew to its full hard length. I licked it from top to bottom. What a position. My pussy being kissed and sucked towards another orgasm and a beautiful hard cock in hands, the head of which I had started to kiss and suck. As I started to take it in my mouth, I felt a warm wet tongue on my arse. Kim was sucking on my arse! I just went with the “flow” and enjoyed a new experience. WOW! I managed to get Grant’s big knob inside my mouth but that was all I could manage. I did my best to take more but I couldn’t. I stuck my tongue into its “eye” and sucked and did whatever I could with my mouth while I pumped its shaft. The more my arse and pussy were licked the harder I sucked and pumped on his cock. Then, without warning, as I was exploding with another orgasm, Grant shoved a couple or more fingers into my sopping wet cunt and Kim drove one of her fingers right into my arsehole! In shock, my arse clamped down on her finger as I spasmed through the orgasm and cried out in shock and pain. Never before was anything in my arse. As I came down from the orgasm, Grant and Kim coached me to relax and enjoy. By this time I was beyond caring as it was so new and different. I gave up thinking about it. I took to sucking Grants beautiful big cock again and the fingers started sliding in and out of me. The pain in my arse eased and the movement began to feel nice, if not pleasant. After I had been sucked to two more mind blowing orgasms, Grant started to jerk and he tried to push his cock deeper into my mouth. As he pushed, his cock erupted with cum. I kept my mouth clamped around his pulsating knob and sucked as hard as I could, all the time, pumping up and down on its shaft. When the pulsating stopped, I slowly removed my mouth from his knob, careful not to spill any of his nectar. I looked down at Grant and smiled. I opened my mouth so he could see his cum on my tongue before I swirled it all around my mouth, making sure each and every taste bud in my mouth enjoyed the fruits of my labour. I swallowed his cum and secretly wished there was more and hoped that someday soon, I would get more. When it was all on its way to my tummy, I smiled at him again, opened my mouth, showed him it was all gone and said “yummy”. We all went back to sleep again and when we awoke, we got up and went to the lounge room where George was sound asleep on the couch. Some time during the night he went to the couch to sleep. What a night he missed! I had a quiet chat with Kim before we went home and she invited me to come back the following Tuesday for lunch. Lunch as it turned out meant her eating me and me eating her. George got a late dinner that night and from that Tuesday onward, I ended up being a long term sexual relationship with Kim. Over time, I learnt how to be a great lady lover as Kim taught me all the tricks she knew and she made me practice them on her. I became truly bisexual and I loved every minute of it. About once a month or so, the four of us got together for fun and games and we formed a wonderful ongoing relationship that lased a few years. We all had a “fucking” good time. I said earlier that I had another woman come to mind when I was being fucked by Kim that very first time. Well, a few months after Kim first fucked me, although it took some time, I managed to seduced the lady I had in mind.

4 July 2020

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Lunar Eclipse It was past midnight. A near full moon hung ripely and serenely in a clear sky perforated with tiny stars that almost seemed to wink in complicity when looking directly at them. The two had been inside talking of all sorts of things: of their childhoods; of previous friendships and relationships; of their disappointing experiences of marriage; of the religious beliefs of family members; of their adult offspring; and of their present hopes and dreams, which are similar, and yet fundamentally different. Now, as they had playfully arranged just minutes previously, the woman that he loved beyond all capacity for him to measure or quantify, yet, sadly, whom he could only meet occasionally, left their overnight accommodation ahead of him and walked toward the nearby beach. He watched her from the eleventh-floor motel window with adoration, admiration, affection and desire as her figure alternatively came into view, lit briefly with gold by a street light, then was partially lost in shadow for a few steps before being set aglow again by the next suspended electric lamp. When his beloved had disappeared from sight for the last time, it was his turn to leave the room and follow. Down on the street, there was no sign of her ahead. And no one else was about either. He walked on, westward, toward the beach some two hundred metres away, wondering where he would find her, anticipating what they might do alone at that hour in that place. Within minutes, he had reached the bitumen path that runs north-south along the esplanade. Still there was neither sight nor sound of his lover. Which direction would she have taken? Straight down onto the sand? To the right, along the path a little, and then toward the gently murmuring sea? Or to the left and then onto the beach? He hesitated, trying to predict how she might have thought? But it was impossible to know. There were no apparent reasons for choosing one of the three possibilities over the others. Privacy could have been a determiner, yet there was no appreciable difference in that regard between the three ways. And, so, he began scouting for more clues or even a glimpse of his friend. He ventured some steps straight down onto the sand and peered into the semi-darkness in all directions. Nothing. No one. Back to the path and northward he walked, to the next gap in the seaside flora, to repeat the exercise. Not a soul. Returning to the path, his heart beating somewhat faster, he walked now southward with more purpose, past the first gap he had chosen and stealthily through the next that he came to. This time, although at first his eyes picked up no signs of a human presence, he suddenly noticed, just above the top of some low bushes, the familiar outline of his love’s hair catching what light there was from the moon. He approached her slowly and quietly, stopping a moment after every two or three steps. She seemed not to have seen or heard him as she sat silently and statue-like, looking out to the dark waters of the gulf. With no reason to hesitate any longer, he now moved boldly toward her into her peripheral vision and, as she glanced, smiling, in his direction, he said in character of their delightful little role-play: “It’s a beautiful evening. May I join you? Or would you find that threatening?” “Oh, gosh! That’s a bit forward, isn’t it? But why not? It is truly a very lovely evening and I would enjoy someone’s company to share it with. You look like a decent sort. Come and sit down on this rock.” “Thank you. I appreciate your trust.” With those words, and the act of sitting down close beside the woman, anticipation suddenly mounting, their charade abruptly ended. For the nearness they actually shared, not only in space and time, but also in relationship – not just this mere, and familiar touch of their bodies, their arms and their legs as they now sat alongside each other – sent their levels of arousal soaring. Although they were neither a couple, nor having an affair, they regularly enjoyed such close physical proximity as secret lovers, and they both knew where it would inevitably and happily lead. His right arm instinctively moved behind her back to encircle her waist as his left came to rest across her upper thighs and their faces turned toward each other, lips first brushing teasingly, then opening hungrily to the other. Their kisses were no mere pecks. They were not polite, familial expressions of blood ties. They were signals to each other of their mutual and burning desire to have the other in every way possible, to devour the other in a flaming fire of passion. They were thrilling, exciting, delicious kisses. They were confirmation of the deep connection at every level that these two uniquely shared. Without such a full connection of emotions and minds, two people could not possibly want each other physically with such intensity, nor with such urgency; could not crave oneness so pressingly. This was about far more than two bodies wanting orgasmic release. These kisses were the best initial means of communication for a man and woman wishing to go beyond the conversation of trusted friends, to express something more that was extremely special between them. And, so, they kissed at length – mouths, tongues, lips fully animated, uniting the two people in the first phase of their lovemaking. How much this man enjoyed her taste and the lively response of her tongue to his own tongue’s explorations. However, it was not only their mouths that were active. Their hands, too, were roaming, touching, feeling and finding places that brought increasing pleasure to both. Already, they were totally lost in each other. A crowd of onlookers could have gathered on the beach silently to watch, and the two lovers probably would have been oblivious! On top, she was wearing one of his favourite blouses of hers, a floral-patterned, Belgian one, with a black background, buttoned, but open at the neck. Below, all she had to cover her nakedness was a plain black skirt. Perfect colouring and attire for her long, chestnut hair and bright, brown eyes. He, too, on this balmy summer’s evening, had dispensed with underwear of any kind, wearing just denim jeans and a shirt of blue to match his eyes. No wonder that their fingers and the palms of their hands were easily finding bare skin to delight both the one touching and the one being touched. The multiplying sensations of pleasure were already beyond adequate description. For a minute or two, they rested their mouths and connected instead through their eyes. As they looked deep into each other’s hearts, as it were, he began with trembling fingers to unbutton her blouse from the top down. Did she want this he asked her with his eyes? Her eyes, rivalling the twinkles of all the stars overhead, replied with an emphatic “Yes! Yes, I do so want this!” Finally, he had managed to release all six buttons and the two edges of her blouse hung free like slightly parted curtains that beckoned him to see what lay beyond. His heart was racing now, his pulse able to be felt in every square centimetre of his body. Consequently, it was impossible for him to steady his hands as he took both curtains and drew them aside slowly. “Ahh!” he gasped involuntarily. The mere sight of his lover’s flawless, lightly tanned breasts before him took his breath away completely – as they had the very first time that he had unveiled them five or more years ago; and the way they had always done since, without fail. “I tell you this nearly every time”, he whispered. “Yours are the most perfect breasts in every way possible!” The rounded, pale clean fullness of her twin orbs easily eclipsed the beauty, and power to attract attention, of the single and incomplete, flat disc that was hanging in the starry sky above the water. And then…the jewels in the crown! The pièces de résistance! He had exposed her nipples, her delectably erect buds, to the night air, and more importantly to his tongue’s access. With one deft movement, accompanied by a deep, involuntary intake of breath, his gentle hands were suddenly, yet lightly moulded to her bare bosom, and his mouth had landed softly, first on one, and then the other, of those two delightfully captivating focal points. And as she began to moan and sigh with pleasure, his hands squeezed and stroked and massaged each perky breast more firmly, while his lips and tongue played ever more vigorously with her excited nipples. “Oh, how I want you! All of you!” he cried. At those words, his beloved took advantage of his self-interrupted lovemaking and pushed him firmly backwards onto the sand in order to rip open his buttoned shirt and plant her ravenous mouth on the tinier, but no less sensitive, peaks on his chest. As she knew it would, her attention to this part of her lover’s anatomy elicited a loud groan of gratification followed by boyish chuckling. He was so predictable! “What pleases you, my darling, brings me equal and more enjoyment”, she whispered. And with that, he lay back in a sheer state of bliss and utter contentment as her lips and tongue delighted him, sending the equivalent of little electric currents from those two insignificant buttons throughout his whole body. A full minute or two passed in this way before two minds and two bodies responded alike and they fell to wild and passionate kissing of mouths and faces and necks, finally to focus on the first. Their tongues danced and wrestled with each other so urgently, so ardently, the lovers could scarcely draw breath. It was as if they wanted to consume each other. And this passion was only intensified as their hands roamed and caressed each other’s bare skin and they spoke words that they speak to no other. “It seems so long, my dear, since we last were together.” “I know. Far too long. But it’s only been three weeks this time.” “Darling, you know I don’t do this with anyone else, don’t you? You are the only one!” “Yes, my sweet. Nor do I. I have no desire to be intimate like this with any other person. You are the only one who holds my heart.” Without losing their focus on each other, they fumbled to help themselves completely discard their clothing and use the various items as their “bed sheet” between them and the sand. What an indescribable sensation it was for his manhood to be at last set free from the confines of his jeans and become yet another means, the most sensitive of means, of his feeling her closeness as it touched and bounced against her thighs, lower abdomen…and vulva. Suddenly, she was holding it, running her hand lightly along it, feeling its length and stiffness. How it stretched and strained, under her loving touch, to find its way home! But before giving it rein, he moved downwards on his lover’s body and buried his face between her thighs, where his tongue found another familiar playground. How he relished the experience of imagining what he was actually doing as he used his lips and tongue to find and identify the different parts of the flower whose nectar he was drinking. There were the moistened petals to the sides, of course, and slightly off-centre, reached by the upward sweep of his tongue, was that glorious, undoubtedly now glistening, pink bud, becoming ever-more erect, and easy to find. How they both revelled in the awareness of their rapidly escalating arousal, produced by this very intimate act, which was but a prelude to the main event. Suddenly, a little gasp escaped her lips as her body involuntarily shuddered with a wave of pleasure. As sensations mounted again, becoming momentarily too quickly intense for her, she reached for her lover’s face and brought her lips again to his. Kissing was - for both of them, happily - the preferred lingua franca before, during and after their consummation. The more they kissed and frantically caressed each other’s entire bodies, including all the crevices of mystery that the human body offers the lover on tour of his favourite destination, the tighter they grasped one another, the closer they pressed their bodies together. But still they had not joined themselves fully. They were climbing the mountain and had got close enough to the top to be enjoying magnificent views already. But they knew from previous trips that when they reached the summit there would be no comparison! “Oh babe, I want you. I want you so badly! I cannot get close enough to you!” “Darling, you make me so wet. I want to hold you so tightly. It’s as if I can’t get enough of you. I need you inside of me!” Suddenly, she broke away from him. “I want you to do doggie,” she exclaimed with a cheeky smile, flipping herself around and offering him the most exquisite of views. The openings before him, and their surrounding landscape, were pristine and, oh, so inviting! However, neither of the two lovers had any particular desire to use a pathway other than that which had naturally evolved for such excursions into paradise and the continuation of the species. That is not to say, though, that they did not appreciate, or even indulge in, the pleasures and delightful sensations associated with touching and exploring the whole of this nether region of the human body. He had already been transporting them both to a higher level of heaven a few moments earlier as his fingers ran the length and depth of the crack between her bottom cheeks and played at the more minor of the two entrances. Now, it was time to directly approach her main gateway and tap at the tiny doorbell with his magic wand. It was all he could do to restrain himself, after that simple action, from plunging straight in to satisfy his own desires. Yet, he managed somehow to suppress the violent urge driving him toward that course. Instead of penetrating in a rush, he used amazing self-control to tease his lover by allowing his penis to touch and “sniff” the alluring scent of her partially hidden, beautiful petals before gently probing the centre of this most mysterious and captivating of flowers. Slipping it in slightly deeper, he immediately began withdrawing it slowly. The sensation for both of them, as he repeated this action a number of times, each time going a little deeper, was mind-blowing. More than anything, she loved the feeling of him inside her and craved the manly thrusting and release that were now getting closer and closer. As for him, he was almost being driven mad by the intensity of exquisite pleasure he was experiencing at the tip of his iron-hard rod, combined with the more general feelings of arousal as his lower abdomen pressed in against her soft, silky smooth bottom cheeks. Again, as if one in mind and body, the two “doggies” decided upon their next joint move, which was to become “missionaries”. With a break of mere seconds in their passion, they separated and re-joined, with him now above her, their faces close together and their souls linked through their eyes. Lower down, he was preparing his key, which for several years now had equally belonged to her, to slide gradually and fully into the beautifully formed keyhole of the locket between her lovely legs. For some time, the lovers had taken the view that this key and this locket were designed for each other; that they were, so to speak, of one piece. All of a sudden, their mouths were sealed as one at the lips, their tongues writhing excitedly and juicily together within the shared space. And their bodies pressed hard against each other, arms holding torsos tightly, while her legs parted to invite his second entrance. Deep inside her, he slid, his sword of love soon buried to the hilt in her perfectly matching sheath. As her legs stretched outward and upward and closed firmly around her man, they looked again into each other’s eyes, whispering their most endearing words saved exclusively for each other. Then they began their prostrate, rhythmic dance – he gently, yet firmly, thrusting in and out the full length of her love canal; she alternately squeezing and releasing his manhood, bringing it to its absolute greatest length and fullest girth. The feelings they were now experiencing were amazing and wonderful, thrilling and exhilarating beyond words. Nevertheless, they both tried to express something of their joy as they drew breath from their deep kissing. “I just love having you inside me like this.” “And I love being here. There is no place I’d ever rather be. This is home for me!” “Keep on thrusting. You are so hard! I love your thrusting. I want all your cum. Give me all of your cum.” “I will babe. I want you to have it all. Every single drop. I want you to have all of me.” “Yes, give me all your cum. I want all of you. I feel so close to you when you cum inside me.” The crescendo was building too rapidly now and was unstoppable. In an instant, the music of their lovemaking seemed to break and burst and spill into the most magnificent of resolutions, their very souls set free, as it felt to them both, and transported together heavenward on the most enchanting and harmonious of “spiritual melodies” that can be produced by lovers so truly united in their skilled playing of each other. Replete, relaxed and totally satisfied in the deepest parts of their beings, the woman and the man, lay joined, almost motionless and mostly speechless a full ten minutes or so, simply holding and gently kissing one another with deep affection. She continued to be a very willing host to his softened, but still interested, manhood, which twitched now and again with pleasure in its snug, secure home. “I can’t believe it, my sweet! Our lovemaking just seems to get better and better!! That was absolute, pure magic!” “For me, too, darling. You are my perfect lover. You satisfy me completely. I feel fulfilled in every way by our lovemaking. You make me feel so good!” “The feeling is definitely mutual my dearest. You are my absolute treasure.” Eventually, hand in hand, still feeling a powerful current pass back and forth between them, they began to walk leisurely and deeply contented in every way back to their room, where each suspected that the flames of their ardour could easily and quickly be rekindled! If they had looked more closely at each other there in the darkness, each would have seen a smile on the other’s face – a smile that seemed to communicate: “I feel so secure and happy in this person’s presence. I never feel like this with anyone else.” CODA: Words from the song by Eric Clapton, “Wonderful Tonight”. And then I tell her, as I turn out the light, I say, “My darling, you were wonderful tonight. Oh, my darling, you were wonderful tonight”.

1 July 2020

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