Some people dream of it but I lived it! I was having a great night at a party and didn’t have a care in the world. Then I saw that spunky girl walking in with my friend. Can’t say he was a real friend but more acquaintance. A few hours went by and the crowd was thinning and I began to notice his girl eyeing me off. I met her earlier and thought nothing like I did once I caught her looking at me with naughty eyes. I began to flirt back as good as she was. We were having a real hot time just looking at each other. It was a summer night and she was dressed in clothing that leads any good man astray. Tank top no bra and a skirt that you could see her gorgeous little arse when she moved the right way. The longer the night went the more I was aroused. She tormented me with her sexuality and I wanted her bad. She knew it and she kept playing me. I went to the dunny and omg she was there when I walked out. She was very forward and straight out asked me if I wanted her. I didn’t hesitate and said fuck me yes but what about Xxxxx She said don’t worry about him it’s my call tonight. I was both excited and confused as to what was happening. I couldn’t believe this little spunk wanted me and how was it going to happen. She pashed me in the hallway and my cock got a massive surge. I grabbed her back and gave her another pash and grabbed her hot little arse and she told me to ease up. I watched her walk back to her fella and she whispered in his ear and I was still gathering my composure. He looked over at me and smiled with a nod and I felt better inside but I began to panic. I have never been this way before and it scared me to death. I drove to the party myself and I felt ok cos I had to be responsible. lol. They both approached me and my mate didn’t say a word barely but she said we are done here so let’s go to our place. How could I argue with that. The drive was short and I sat in the back but her hand was reaching behind the seat touching my leg and I was getting hard can I say. My mind was thinking of the dirty things men do to women who behave like she did. I wanted her so bad now and I knew I would be naked and touching her hot little body soon. The trip felt like it was 500km but it was a 5 minute drive. Funny how when you want so bad it feels like forever. lol. Once in there place everything chilled and a few drinks with some good tunes but I was aching for her. I think my mate knew this and asked her to do something and she disappeared for a while. We just sat and talked about the night and I couldn’t help it I asked him how is it I’m here. He simply said because she wants you here and I do what she wants. She was gone for a good 10 minutes before she walked in wearing the briefest nightie I have ever seen. She looked so sexy and I could easily see her amazing body through that very thin cloth or whatever you call it. Wow! Every ounce of blood in my body went straight to my cock. I wanted to touch her so bad and she didn’t hesitate to allow that. I was sitting on a couch and she straddled me and my hands automatically grabbed her arse and we pashed like long lost lovers. She rubbed against me and my fingers were slipping ever closely towards her pussy. Her g string wasn’t really covering much so my hands kept getting closer to that hot little spot men love. My cock was bursting and I wanted her bad. She climbed off but before she did I managed to feel her wetness and so here we were. My mate had already stripped off and he was naked himself. He was rock hard and enjoying what we were doing. She made me stand and pulled my pants down to reveal my favourite thing on earth. My cock. lol. She didn’t waste time and I was in a horny daze. I looked at my mate and he was stroking himself watching his girl looking after me. It was surreal but very sexy. I am glad I trimmed up before I went out cos she told me my cock looks amazing and she loves sucking clean shaven balls. I pushed her back on the couch and spread her legs and her pussy was so smooth and her clit was easy to find. God made her pussy perfect and I went down on her like a man possessed. Mmmmm. Pinching her nipples at the same time. She cum plenty. Her tits are amazing too. 36 size or thereabouts and her tummy flat and very sexy. I stood up with my hard cock dying to be inside her and I stood over her and she grabbed my cock pulling me to enter that hot little spot men love. I rubbed my knob up and down her lips teasing her till I couldn’t wait any longer. Her cum drenched my cock all over and my balls were soaked in minutes. Her fella was watching me fuck her nice and slow and he began to instruct me on what he wants to see next. This was the most exciting thing I have ever done. He got me to flip her over and do her doggy. I obliged and he pushed his cock in her mouth and she was in ecstasy. I couldn’t believe that a flirtatious smile at a party had me doing this naughty thing. I began to feel a bit tired so he took over and I had never watched live before. I sat back for a while and enjoyed watching him fuck her like a porno star. I came hard watching him fuck her and that’s when I knew I wanted more fun sex in my life. We chilled here and there but fucked all night. No DP though cos she wasn’t into it. But we fell asleep for a while and I woke up to her raising me yet again in the morning light. God my cock looked good sliding into her little pussy with the sun shining in. Mmmm. That is the pure reason I love sharing and love to watch as well.

11 March 2026

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We’d arranged it days earlier—messages back and forth, boundaries clear, excitement building quietly. She was nervous when we met in the empty park car park, far from the main paths, just dark trees and faint streetlight glow. Her husband drove them there; I arrived separately, sliding into the backseat as planned. Their front seats pulled forwards as far as they would go… She settled right against him immediately—back to his chest, head resting on his shoulder, his arms around her waist like an anchor. Her breathing was shallow at first, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, thighs pressed together. He murmured something low in her ear, hand stroking her arm steadily until her shoulders relaxed a fraction. Then Removing her bra, and top. To start with… I just watched, respecting the boundaries set… then… I was asked to begin. I knelt between her legs on the floorboard. She parted them slowly, still hesitant, but when my hands slid up her thighs she exhaled, nodding once. Her fingers found my hair—tentative at first—then gripped firmer as I leaned in, kissing softly along her inner thigh to ease her in. She stayed leaning fully into her husband the whole time, body melting back against him as arousal took over. One hand wrapped around his cock early on—already hard—stroking him slowly, steadily, thumb circling the head in lazy rhythm with my tongue on her. Every few moments she’d tighten her grip on my hair, pulling my face deeper when a flick or suck hit just right, her hips lifting slightly off the seat. I took it deliberate: long, flat licks building to pointed circles on her clit, fingers curling inside to press that spot. Her breaths turned to soft, uneven gasps against his neck; his low groans vibrated through her as she massaged him faster, keeping him slick and throbbing in her palm. The car filled with quiet sounds—her hitched exhales, the wet slide of her hand, my mouth working her steadily. Her thighs started trembling around my ears. I didn’t let up—tongue relentless, fingers steady—until she broke. A sharp, involuntary cry escaped her, body curling forward as she came hard, pulsing against my mouth, flooding warm and sweet. At the same moment, her hand sped up on him; he tensed, spilling over her fingers with a choked groan, the two of them riding it out together while I held my place, lapping softly through her aftershocks. When it eased, she let out a breathless laugh, pulling me up for a deep, messy kiss—tasting herself on me—then leaned over to kiss him too. She wiped her hand on a tissue from the glovebox, grinning at me in the dim light. I enjoyed my night.

10 March 2026

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My partner works in a hair salon and I had been chatting with a client of hers that lived nearby. After my partner would go to bed, I would stay up have a few drinks and chat to her. It started innocently enough and the more we talked the more it became obvious that we were both getting horny. I found it such a turn on to be doing something so wrong but felt so right. I would look forward to chatting to her so I could get horny. After some time I realised she was keen for a hook up. We planned a catch up 6 am Sunday morning. I couldn't sleep that night so dam horny. I had to sneek out of my place so my Mrs didn't know and pretend I was going out to get petrol. I couldn't hide my anticipation and I got out without my partner knowing that I left . I remember turning up at her place and she took some time to answer to door - I was so excited, so nervous and so dam horny. She finally comes down to greet me she says you can park your car over there. We moved inside the house and it felt a tad weird and she says are you sure you want to go through with this I gave her a big hug - I said absolutely. We moved into the bedroom and she just took off all her clothes and I thought shit ok - I took off all my clothes - her reaction to seeing my cock was so good. She gets down on her knees and goes down on me and OMG did it feel good. I was so full of cum. After a little bit of time I was so eager to go down on her - when I parted her legs I saw the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen - I quickly go down on her and she says you know exactly where to go - she says I don't want to cum yet but I couldn't stop. I sucked her knob and I slid my tongue between her flaps - so devine I couldn't wait any longer so I stood up and moved my cock between her legs- I did not anticipate what was next. I slowly slid my cock into her pussy and I could not believe how Tight her pussy was. Its like I couldn't breath. I held on for as long as I could and then I cummed so hard. To this day the most amazing sexual experience I have ever had. I felt so divided between loving my partner, and wanting the most amazing pussy - I was so excited to be doing the wrong thing but it was so right and so wrong I used to look through the photos on this website - now I read the stories...

10 March 2026

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It is a long story about my bull experience and eventual realisation I am bisexual, but I will add to it as time goes by. How I met Mick is not important, but let's just say I met him and his previous wife through my wife, who both did line dancing socially. She came home one night and told me about Francis and how we should all catch up fir ginner one night. That was the beginning of a number of awesome sexual adventures over a year or so, but their marriage eventually became too difficult for them and it dissolved, much too our disappointment. We genuinely enjoyed their company in and outside the bedroom and as often happens, we ended up not seeing either of them. Both moved on to other relationships and we all drifted apart. A few years passed before I heard from Mick again via email, but by that stage my wife and I lost our mojo and rarely had sex. She was not what I would call overly adventurous, but was happy to try swinging, but as she grew older, her interest waned. When Mick made contact, by the 3rd email it was clear he and his new wife were into swinging and he was hoping we could meet her and start a relationship like we had before, but by that stage I knew my wife would not be interested. Over a year or do, I started to want to meet them but didn't know how to bring up the subject with my wife so one day when I read in their areas forcework, I decided to reach out and visit them on my own. That was the beginning of a 6 year affair with me visiting them every 6 months or so.

7 March 2026

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After we finsh sexytexting each other on what we are going to do when we decide to catch for lunch.The following day come by I book a hoyel room and arrived at the cafe down loddy10 minutes beforehand so I can secure a quiet private table Im wating at the table with a glass of wine in my hand I look acrooss the tables and there Susan was in a outstanding white dress I stade up and raise my hand to Susan " this way " as Susan was approaching the table a gust of wind raise dress up she put here head down while she was fixing the dress. I caught a glimpse of the lingerie Susan was wearing it was white with enchant garter belt and thong with lics around the thight I quckly put my head down to show that I did not see it "but by then it was to late the sexual fantasy has begun". As Susan was approaching the table we introduced ourselves to each other and I pull out the chair for her and slide it back in as she was sitting down. Our conversation started out as expected and we talked about our sexual eratic fantasies and what we will be doing to each other we find out that we would lke to have a threesome with a ladyboy and the conversaton was heating up. We stop and got up and made our way the to escalators while we were fourplaying with each other the escalator door open and we made our way in door colse. Susan then pin me to the wall and we started to rub our hands over each other in a sexual way. Elevator stop but it was not our floor the door opne and lady entered and prest the some floor button which we were going to that was the next stop. We walk out and made our way down the hallway we got to our room we open the door the lady room was also next door as well. We were on heat and sexual arousal as we wer taking our clothes off as we were making our to the bed she fell back on the the bed I climbed on top of her as I was undressing here and she was undressing me as well I start to kiss her on the side of the neck as I was taking the braoff with one hand as I was making my way down I was taking her lingerie piece by piece and made my way down to her inner thigh kiss slowly and genty as I was making my way slow to her vagina. I slow inserted two fingre in here vagina as I placed my thumb on her pubic bone I moved my finger up,down and deeper until I massage the Grafenberg spot she started to "there she blows" and could not control herself Susan sad keep going keep going yes yes then she started to squirt all over me, The door bell rang at this time " what" so I had to stop to answer the door I was knack when I open it and there she was the lady next door in lingerie " she said you going to invite me in as I look down she was the final piece in our sexal erotic fantasy in haveing a threesome ladyboy I asked for here name Zoe yes come on in as I close door and we made our to the bed I grabbed the anal lubricant. We started to slow take of here lingerie piece by piece as Susan alread on the bed Zoe went into the 69 position on top of her I got the lub and stared to massage the Zoe anus I put on a condom and lub up my penis I stared to slowly insert the penis in side her Zoe call out more more I did I did zoe then " there she blows" all over Susan and I climax as well all at the some time. Morning come I felt somethin behind me it was Zoe lubing up my anus so she can givine me a morning prostate massage she put a condom on her penis and stared to slide it in as this was happing I went down on Susan at the same time, Zoe got me on my knees and pull back into the stitting position at the same time Susan come in and stared to got down on me Zoe put her arms around me squeeze me tight while she was kiss the side of me neck Zoe thrust hard and hard Susan kept on going then it happen I " There she blows" all over Susan face then she come up and we stsred to kiss we had a few minutes rest to rehydrate. Susan through me on my back and mounted me at the some time Zoe come up behind Susan and started to lub up Susan anus Zoe put condom on and starded to slide in here penis inside here we went harder harder I was squeezing her breasts so her nipples was geting hard we keep going and we "there she blows" And that was me and Susan sexxual erotic fantay with a Ladyboy for the night.

5 March 2026

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I just had to share this story with you as it was so horny. I recently dreamt about an old acquaintance I had met on AMM some time ago. The dream was different to what happened when I dallied with her all that time ago but hey, dreams are like that. I woke soon after the dream which was lucky as I usually have trouble remembering how my dreams go. Not so in this case due to it being close to the time I usually arose and it was getting light outside. I was so turned on, I sat up and stacked my pillows up against the bed head, got comfortable and proceeded to pull myself as I reminisced about this woman and her body. I got so close to an orgasm and a mighty blow but I didn’t quite make it (old age is a bitch) before giving up and heading out to breakfast. The dog whining about not having been fed didn’t help my orgasm either! If he could talk I am sure he would have said “stop pulling yourself and feed me, you selfish bastard!” As I was having breakfast my mind once again wandered to thoughts of that woman from so long ago. She was a Pom. My experience with Poms is that they are (and this I grant you is a generalization) randy little devils. Reserved and lady like in public but sexual animals in bed and this woman was no different. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t a slut. Nothing against sluts, some of my best encounters have been with sluts and I enjoyed every minute being with them. I liked to consider myself a slut at one stage, I certainly tried hard enough but I couldn’t keep up with the sheer quantity of cock that my female counterparts seem to be able to harvest. Anyway, she just didn’t hold back in bed. I had messaged her initially, no, I am wrong, she had originally sent me a message which was VERY unusual for me as I had had to message any women I was interested in to that time. That seemed to be the case with other guys I had enquired as to how they had gone on AMM to date as far as them having to initiate contact. Too many guys and not enough women I suppose. Anyway, she had sent me a message, not because I had a sexy profile page but because I lived relatively close to her or actually in the Goldilocks zone of not too close and not too far away. So it was a convenience thing more than anything. After a phone call, we met up for the first time for a coffee, to check each out. She was a lot smarter than I. She had a Phd and I had a lowly….well we won’t go into that. She was of average height at around 5 foot 5 inches and a little heavily set, not fat but solid and a nice roll of tits (her tits filled out a knitted top type thingy that sort of formed a “roll” across her chest if you know what I mean) that I glimpsed subtly as we sat there talking. She was an “older woman” at 63 and I was 57 at the time. I checked the date on photos taken soon after and that allowed me to work out my age at the time and I remember her telling me that she was 63. We parted from the coffee shop and after what must have been a day or so she phoned and we had a sexy conversation that ended in her inviting me up to her house and she suggested that I bring my pyjamas. That went down well with both of us and I showed up at her place, overnight bag in hand. Our sexy conversation must have been more sexy than I remember as she showed me straight through to where I put my overnight bag in the bedroom. It is difficult to remember but I must have said I needed a shower and seemed to be disrobing in front of her. As I stood there completely naked, tool pointing directly at her, I remember taking hold of one of her breasts as I tugged at her poncho. She said “oh, am I over dressed?” (I do remember her saying that) and she peeled off the poncho to stand there only in her knickers. I slipped a finger into the waist band of her knickers. She took the hint and dropped her knickers to stand there naked, with a lovely smile that I can still remember and I also have a photo of her smile later on. I couldn’t help but look at her lovely body, noting the slight look of embarrassment that she got over fairly quickly. I was in my photographic period back then, taking photos of sexual encounters with my sexual partner’s permission of course. I had already cleared it with her prior to my arrival and she had agreed, provided that we review and edit them together afterwards which was honky dory with me. I took some photos as she stood there, her lovely average to big full tits, heavy set thighs and a slight tummy roll tapering in to her lightly haired pussy. I grabbed my camera and was clicking away madly as she warmed to the idea and posed. She put her hands up behind her head which presented her tits nicely (I just reviewed one of the photos to jog my memory), a full frontal shot displaying her nicely padded thighs that curved in to form that delightful vee shape between a woman’s legs that accentuated her lightly haired pussy (did I mention that before) appropriately. In another photo (one of my favourites) she is placing one leg up on the end of the bed to expose her twat as she holds one hand behind her head once again and the other trying to busy itself on the top of her breast, all with a lovely smile once more, thrusting out her tits as she was probably enjoying me taking photos of her. That’s what I mean about being a lady in public and a sex machine/exhibitionist in the bed room. Her hair didn’t really need holding up as it was fairly short anyway but it looked better and added to the shot. I was down on the floor (naked except for my camera) shooting up at her box from all angles as she giggled and adjusted her stance for me. Not to be left out she produced her phone and took some photos of my gear for her own photo collection. She had taken photos of her own conquests with previous lovers as photos on her AMM profile page. One I was envious of was her sucking some lucky fellow’s knob. Sadly I didn’t remember to get a photo of her sucking my tool later on! No use dwelling over spilt blow jobs I guess. There ensued a shower as she watched me. I flopped the tool around and paid particular attention to washing my balls. I gestured to her to join me and we both enjoyed soapy each other up. I love the feel of a woman’s soapy tits and buns, letting them squelch between my fingers all as she fumbles around with my slippery balls and cock. We spent the rest of the day with me sitting up on the bed with pillows propped behind me against the bed head and her straddling me, riding my tool or really just sitting on it as we talked. I played with her tits and pinched her nipples and sucked on them in breaks of our conversation. It went on for a fair time and every once it a while I sensed a blow or squirt of pre-cum shooting into her. Not an orgasm of hot jism, just a squirt of pre-cum. It was very pleasant, for me anyway, I can’t remember her even commenting on it. Maybe she didn’t feel it. We went to dinner at a local restaurant by the water that evening. As we were dressing for the evening, she had decided to wear a blouse that she told me needed ironing. She donned a nice pair of slacks and much to my delight, got about the house naked from the waist up, her half high heeled shoes clacking on the polished wooden floor as she busied herself turning on the iron and setting up the ironing board. I was mesmerised as she stood there ironing this blouse. The flimsy ironing board rocking and creaking, tits wobbling as she threw herself into her task. She grabbed up the freshly ironed blouse and headed off down the hallway with me ogling her lovely slacks adorned arse all the way. It was a lovely sight. The meal was good and as we tried to talk above the hubbub of this busy restaurant my eyes kept returning to gaze at her slightly freckled cleavage and her braless tits that I am sure she jiggled intentionally for me. She definitely pulled the open more at one stage. I do remember that. Afterwards, the noise of the restaurant and the local watering hole diminished as we walked along the quiet water front back to the car before retiring home to sleep for the night. When I say sleep I mean sleep interrupted by a root on at least two occasions that I can remember. I mounted her missionary style on the first occasion and frenzy fucked her, the bed bouncing about and squeaking as the animal in me surfaced. There were “ooos” and “aaahs” ushering forth from her which together with the squeaky bed certainly egged me on and I am sure I must have been grunting due to the effort I was putting in as I strived for my orgasm. She didn’t complain and we lay there afterwards both breathing heavily. In the middle of the night I was awakened by her hand rubbing all over my chest (I think it was). I fumbled about with her nightie and managed to find her clit and brought her off to a bed shaking, quietly screaming orgasm as I sucked on her tit. As she still panted, I grabbed her hand and led her out into the dimmed light of the combined kitchen, lounge and dining room that over looked the bay and bent her over along the kitchen bench and gave he a good seeing too which I think she enjoyed as much as me but I did notice her grimace (she had her head turned on its side) when I pushed my tool in initially. The following morning we had a bit of a cuddle and she said she would get up and make us some tea and bring it back to bed. As she rounded the end of the bed looking for her slippers I think, I could see her tits wobbling about as her nightie draped over them. Once she left the room, I stacked pillows up for both of us against the bed head once more and sat there waiting for my tea. I could hear her rummaging about in the kitchen. The bedroom window opened onto the back yard and the backyard bordered the local bush. It might have been a national park or similar. As I sat there waiting for my tea a bush turkey wandered across the yard. I could hear her coming down the hall and started to tell her about seeing the bush turkey. She tsked and said that they are a pest for some reason that I can’t remember and about then I completely lost my focus about the bush turkey as she reappeared with two cups of tea and no nightie, just her tits wobbling about delightfully as she fought not to spill the tea. She said something like “I thought you would like me better like this”. With a big smile, she put her cup down on the side table on her side of the bed and came around and placed my cup on my side table with her tits wobbling all of the way. As she put my cup down I took advantage of the situation and filled my cupped hand with as much as I could of her nearest tit as it dangled down. She smiled a cheeky grin, dawdled briefly giving me time to feel her up before returning to the bottom of the bed. She slipped off her knickers, thrust out her chest and swung her tits from side to side with a lovely approval seeking smile. I think by that time I had pulled my tool out of the fly of my PJs and proceeded to pull myself as I watched the show. When I am wanking I usually slip my other hand under my balls and pulsate my fingers on my perineum and prostate to increase my pleasure. She looked up and seeing me handling myself proceeded to do a sexy dance holding her tits up with her hands and jiggling them around for me. There was a brief frantic pause in wanking as I ripped off my PJ top and pants, dispatching them across the room, dragged the bedclothes back over my legs and wedged a roll of sheet and blanket up under my scrotum, holding it there and pulsating against the perineum and prostate with my left hand as I resumed abusing my tool with my right. My hand and fingers went into overdrive and she chuckled as she continued her show, wandering up beside the bed to run her hand over my chest and so that I could feel up her tits again. Its times like that that you need another hand or two. In this case the prostate lost out as my hand squeezed her dangling tit. The lovely feel of her boob slowed my wanking as I savoured the wonderful softness of her tits. On the other hand, my excitement hadn’t receded as my right hand resumed its wanking with more fervour. The bed was rocking and jumping about as I more proceeded to more fuck my hand than pull myself, thrusting my hips to drive my tool up and down in my hand. Eventually I must have been getting tired and slumped back against my pillows as she took over. Bending over me and taking my pre-cum drenched tool in her hand, she tried at first to pull the slippery foreskin up over the knob (a futile gesture) and then after a brief slow sensual stroking of my erection, she settled into a steady rhythm as we listened to the squishing sound of my foreskin and her hand sliding up and down my rock hard erection. She paused briefly to pull my saggy ball sac up from between my legs and cupped my balls in her other hand. I had shaved my balls and cock the day before in preparation for the weekends debauchery and as is the usual problem with my freshly shaved ball sac, the gnarly turkey neck skin of the sac sticks to the inside of my thighs. I guess there is a reason for hairy balls after all, it must be so that they don’t stick or chafe on your inner legs so I suppose I deserved all I got in the discomfort department as she hauled my balls out from between my legs. Not to let her equipment go to waste, I slipped my finger into her twat as I lay there being serviced. The plump lips formed around my finger as it slipped in and out of her warm, slippery little hole. Tit in one hand, fingers of other hand fingering vigorously and her fondling my balls and laying into my rampant cock, it was like some debauched game of twister. It was all too horny, so much so that I couldn’t control myself and blew hard and strong, shooting a spurt of hot jism up in the air to plunge down to land on my stomach and legs. She let out a little “oooooh” and a big smile in response to my spurt of hot, white goo, continuing her work, until I begged her to stop as my knob was getting over sensitive and it was starting to hurt. I was exhausted. I slumped down and she consoled me, climbing into bed and reclining against her pillow to sip on her tea. I wiped the jism and pre-cum off my legs and her hand. She had continued to stroke me after I blew, trying to drain my poor tool, holding the knob and running a finger along under my tool the full length of my urethra to urge every last drop of cum out of me before wiping it off with tissues. After finishing our tea and talking about what, I can’t remember, we got up and had some breakfast. She said she had to make a couple of phone calls and suggested that I go back to bed and she would be in shortly. I think it was raining so it was a good day to stay in bed for a bit of debauchery or that was my thinking anyway and as it turned out hers as well. I only saw her once or twice after that. She told me that she was going on cruise I think it was or maybe back to England to see relatives, I can’t remember. Anyway we didn’t contact each other although I did send her an email some months later that she didn’t answer. I think I had been dumped but hey we both had had our fun and moved on I suppose.

3 March 2026

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I was doing my weekly shopping at the supermarket as I turned down the next aisle not paying attention I walked into the prettiest women I've ever seen, I'm not joking she was about 5f6 long black hair and a fringe covering her forehead that gave her this sexy librarian look, we walked straight into each other I felt her awesome dd fake tits against my chest which made me look straight down into her cleavage, no bra low v neck omg hot as hell not to mention the sight of her hard nipples pushing against her top, my hands instantly grabbed her on her hips momentarily holding her tight body against mine then slowly pushing her back, I didn't want to let go of her my mind was already thinking of what I wanted to do with this hot women, we both laughed n said sorry and walked in opposite directions, I walked about a meter before turning to get another glimpse of this stunning woman and I wasn't Diss her ass was perfectly round and firm as hell I was already fantasizing about slapping and pounding up against it. I couldn't not look away as she turned to see me staring at her ass, she gave me sexiest smile I've ever seen that would make any guy go hard instantly, she kept walking away and I was standing there mesmerised at how hot this chick is. I didn't no what to do but after getting a smile like that there was no way I was not going to try my luck. So I casually keep walking pretending to look at the shelfs while my mind was undressing her, I had to snap myself out of it as I felt myself getting hard so I walked down the next Isle and she's there bending over ass facing my direction in a tight denim shorts, tanned legs firm ass just waiting for me to stand behind her and slide my hard cock into her warm wet pussy, she must of seen me coming because as she was bending over she turned and looked and smiled at me again so I took this as a great sign to approach her, but as I'm getting closer I feel my cock getting firmer to the point you can now see a distinct bulge there was nothing I could do I was a meter from her as she stood up turned to me looked me up and down and said well I'm hi your happy to see me by the looks of that,, I was lost for words but I managed to say I'm sorry but you are by far the sexiest women I've ever walked into and the thoughts I've had in the last 5 minutes are hot as hell believe me you got no idea. She laughed and said should I ask what they were or not,, I calmly replied can we walk and talk she smiled and said yes. Um so are you sure you want to hear this, ohh that naughty is it I just looked down to the bulge in my shorts her eyes followed mine and she gave me that smile again, I said just tell me if this is to much and I'll stop ok. So I told her how I was thinking of walking to the restrooms with her and following her into the toilets closing the door behind us and I instantly drop to my knees hands undoing her shorts and pulling them down and off instantly, pulling her G-string to the side revealing the smoothest little pussy I've seen, I lift her legs onto my shoulder and lick both sides of her pussy then gently bite into her groin muscle and suck hard against her before I slide my tongue straight inside her already wet pussy tasting her juices instantly as I push in and out and swirl around her opening...

2 March 2026

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After speaking on Amm for some time, the day had finally arrived where we both had spare time to meet A couple of quick messages to check she was free and yes she is but I find out that it’s probably best if I pretend I’m the roof plumber just in case the teenager kids roll home. I ring the door bell and am immediately swept inside for some passionate kissing. Hands wondering and moans starting. A quick pause to get into character as the “roof plumber”. I grab a random ladder from the garage and walk it upstairs to the bathroom where the manhole is. I lean the ladder up against the wall turnaround to find her gently rubbing herself. I close the door turn the light on and we quickly get back to fondling each other. After 4-5 mins of kissing and rubbing I drop her panties, place her on all 4’s and place two, three and before long my whole fist is inside her dripping wet pussy. The orgasms are quick, the pressure is immense and the quivering unstoppable. I start to slow down only to be ordered to keep hard fisting her soaking wet cunt. With my hand up to my wrist inside her, I reach forward and start roughly squeezing her tits and nipples. This send her over the edge, an explosion of juices that covers the bathroom floor. I release my hand from her and bring her back for some soft kisses. I comment that lucky the roof plumber is here because there is some definite leakage in the bathroom. What a random quick visit.

1 March 2026

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One beautiful Sunday afternoon, alone in a hotel room I lay naked preparing to watch my team play the first footy game of the season, little did I know this afternoon would turn out to be the most wonderful day of my life. While waiting for footy to start I thought I'd check if I had any new messages on AMM. I had a few but one in particular caught my attention. The message was so sweet and he was at the beach only 45 minutes away. He was very keen to meet up straight away. Before we knew it he was on his way, I was so excited to meet this amazing man. I slipped into my sexy little black dress without any thing under it. I waited in the lobby for him to arrive. Wow, in walks the hottest man I've ever seen, exactly the type of man I usually look for. We headed up to our room, I was feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Arriving in the room, he said "We'll sit on the bed for a few minutes" Yeah that didn't happen lol After a few seconds he took me in his arms and kissed me so passionately. I've never been kissed like that before, so hot and steamy. After the most amazing, incredible time getting to know each other, he definitely knows how to satisfy a woman, we made love. Oh god he was the sweetest, most gentle, wonderful man I've ever met. Unfortunately all amazing things have to end. That was the most awesome, wonderful football game I've ever seen or didn't see lol My team had a huge win that day but I'm definitely sure I was the winner. That incredible man stole a piece of my heart that day. And YES... I did see him a couple of months later, finally got more time together. Our moments were so passionate and incredible, I loved every minute of it. Since I met him I haven't stopped thinking and dreaming about this amazing, incredible, hot, gorgeous man. He is completely my type, which I don't find very often. I really hope I can see him again soon and he'll take me in his arms, kiss me (like no-one else can) and never let me go.

28 February 2026

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The heavy door clicked shut behind me, sealing me inside the dimly lit lounge. The air was thick with the scent of leather and something darker—musky, intoxicating, like sweat and power. My pulse hammered in my throat as I took in the room: a single lamp cast long, shifting shadows across the walls, its golden glow barely reaching the edges of the space. A low coffee table sat in the center, its polished surface reflecting the faint light, and beyond it, a wide leather couch, its surface smooth and unyielding. The kind of furniture meant for control. I didn’t have time to study it further. “Kneel.” The voice cut through the silence like a blade—deep, rough, the kind of sound that curled in my gut and made my skin prickle. I turned toward it, my breath shallow. The older man stood near the couch, his broad frame blocking most of the light, turning him into a silhouette of authority. His tight pants clung to his thighs, the fabric stretched obscenely over the thick outline of his cock, the shape unmistakable even in the dimness. My mouth went dry. I knew what was coming, and my body reacted before my mind could protest, heat pooling low in my stomach. I dropped to my knees on the couch, the leather cool and unyielding beneath me. The man didn’t move, didn’t speak, just watched as I settled, my hands resting on my thighs, my spine straight. The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating, until his boots scuffed against the floor, circling me like a predator sizing up prey. “Good,” he murmured, his voice a dark caress. “But you won’t need your eyes for this.” A blindfold materialized in his hand—black silk, smooth between his fingers. Before I could react, he stepped closer, the heat of his body radiating against my skin. His free hand cupped the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair just enough to tilt my face up. I swallowed hard, my pulse racing as the silk brushed my cheek, then settled over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. The world narrowed to sound and touch. The creak of leather as he shifted, the faint rustle of fabric, the musk of his cologne—something rich and spiced, like aged whiskey. My breath hitched when his fingers traced my jaw, then pressed against my lips. “Shh,” he murmured, the word a command more than comfort. “Tonight, you learn what it means to surrender.” A shiver ran down my spine. The word hung between us, thick with promise, with threat. I parted my lips slightly, my tongue darting out to wet them, and his thumb brushed my lower lip in response, a silent approval. Then—movement. The couch dipped beside me, the leather groaning under new weight. A body settled close, warm and pliant, their breath shallow and quick. A hand—smaller than his, softer—brushed against my arm, hesitant at first, then bolder. Fingers trailed up my neck, over the pulse fluttering wildly beneath my skin, then dipped into the hollow of my throat. I jerked, a gasp escaping me, but the older man’s grip in my hair tightened, holding me still. “This is my other pet,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “He’ll help you understand your place.” The sub—his sub—leaned in, his breath ghosting over my ear. “You’re so tense,” he whispered, his voice light, almost teasing. “Master doesn’t like that.” Master. The word sent a jolt through me, my cock twitching in my pants. The sub’s hand slid down my chest, fingers deft as he found the waistband of my pants, tracing the line where fabric met skin. My breath hitched again, my hips twitching involuntarily, and the older man chuckled, low and dark. “Eager, aren’t you?” His hand left my hair, and I heard the distinct sound of a zipper being drawn down. The rustle of fabric, the soft thud of something heavy being freed. My mouth watered. I knew what it was—what it had to be—and my body reacted before my mind could catch up, my cock hardening painfully against my pants. The sub’s fingers dipped beneath the waistband, brushing the trail of hair leading down, then—oh god—wrapping around my cock. I groaned, my head falling back, but the older man’s hand was there again, gripping my chin, forcing me forward. “Not yet,” he growled. “You don’t come until I say so.” The sub whimpered beside me, his fingers stilling around my cock, squeezing just enough to make me ache. Then their other hand joined the first, working open the button of my pants, the zipper descending with a slow, teasing hiss. Cool air hit my exposed skin, my cock already thick and leaking, the tip damp against my stomach. “Look at you,” the older man murmured, his voice rough with approval. “Already so hard for me.” I couldn’t see him, but I felt him—his presence looming, his heat radiating against my face. Then his cock was there, the thick, heavy weight of it brushing my lips. The scent of him hit me first—musky, salty, intoxicating—and my mouth watered. The sub’s fingers tightened around my shaft, stroking slowly, maddeningly, as the older man’s cock pressed harder against my lips. “Open,” he commanded. I obeyed. My lips parted, and he pushed in without warning, the broad head of his cock filling my mouth, stretching my lips wide. I gagged around the intrusion, my throat convulsing, but his hand tangled in my hair again, holding me in place. “That’s it,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “Take it. All of it.” The sub’s hand moved faster on my cock, his thumb swiping over the slick tip, spreading the precum in slow, torturous circles. I moaned around the older man’s cock, the vibration making him groan, his hips rocking forward, feeding me more of his length. He was huge—thick, uncut, the foreskin sliding back as he thrust deeper, the ridge of his crown hitting the back of my throat. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, my nose pressing against the coarse hair at the base of his cock, my breath coming in ragged bursts through my nose. “Fuck, you take cock so well,” he growled, his grip tightening. “Just like a good little slut.” The words sent a bolt of heat straight to my groin. The sub’s fingers left my cock, trailing lower, over my balls, then—oh god—brushing against my ass. I tensed, a muffled sound escaping me around his cock, but the older man just chuckled, his hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. “Relax,” he murmured, his free hand cupping my jaw, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Let them in.” The sub’s fingers pressed harder, slipping between my cheeks, finding my hole. I whimpered, my body clenching instinctively, but the older man’s cock twitched in my mouth, a silent warning. Then—wetness. The sub’s spit, slick and warm, drizzling over my entrance before their finger pressed in, breaching me in one smooth motion. I cried out, the sound muffled around his cock, my body jerking. The stretch burned, but the sub didn’t stop, his finger twisting, working me open as the older man fucked my mouth with slow, deep thrusts. “That’s it,” he groaned, his voice rough. “Take it. Take both of us.” The sub’s finger sank deeper, crooking inside me, and my cock throbbed, aching, desperate for touch. But his hand was gone, leaving me empty, my hips rocking helplessly, chasing friction. The older man’s cock pulsed against my tongue, his breath coming faster, his grip in my hair bordering on painful. Then he pulled back, his cock slipping from my lips with a wet pop. I gasped, my chest heaving, my mouth still open, my lips swollen and slick with spit. “On the floor,” he ordered, his voice a dark growl. “Ass up. Now.” Hands—his hands—gripped my hips, hauling me off the couch. I stumbled, blind and dizzy, but he guided me down, pressing my chest to the cool floor, my ass in the air. The sub’s fingers returned, slipping back inside me, stretching me wider, preparing me. I moaned, my cock dripping, my body trembling with need. Then the older man was there, his cock pressing against my hole, thick and relentless. He didn’t ask. He didn’t warn me. He just pushed, his crown breaching me in one rough thrust, stretching me open, filling me completely. I screamed, the sound raw and broken, my fingers clawing at the floor. He was huge, his cock pounding into me with brutal precision, each thrust driving the air from my lungs. The sub’s fingers twisted inside my ass, their other hand reaching beneath me, gripping my cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound obscene in the quiet room. “Take it. Take my cock like the slut you are.” I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. There was only the stretch of him inside me, the burn of the sub’s fingers in my ass, the slick drag of his hand on my cock. Pleasure coiled tight in my gut, my orgasm building, inevitable— Then he pulled out. I whimpered, my body clenching around nothing, my cock throbbing in the sub’s grip. A wet splat hit my back—his cum, hot and thick, dripping down my spine. The sub’s fingers slipped from my ass, his hand leaving my cock, and I was left trembling, empty, my body aching with denied release. The older man’s breath was ragged, his hand coming down to grip my hip, his fingers digging in possessively. “Good,” he murmured, his voice a dark purr. “But we’re not done yet.” And just like that, the promise—and the threat—hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. I shivered, my skin slick with sweat and his cum, my body still humming with need. I had a feeling this was only the beginning.

27 February 2026

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Intro: It's summer 2025, the air is humid and hot in Brisbane, to be expected. It's only a couple weeks out before the Christmas holiday. So the city's bars are busy and the streets are alive with people rushing around for last minute holiday shopping. My name is Creature and my partners name is Curiosity. We just recently moved into an amazing new place by the river near the CBD, it has a gorgeous view with the occasional cool breeze that comes off the salted river. Moving is hard work, and we only just got it done after about 17 hours. We were sweaty, exhausted and horny as hell. We finally had some time to ourselves and we were feeling ravenous towards each others pheromones. The sexy, sweaty scent of Curiosity was killing me. I mean we've been carrying furniture up and down stairs for days. We finally were looking forward to having some time to ourselves to enjoy each other in a place of our own. But hey, I'm getting ahead of myself, let's go back to Moving Day where the sexcapades all started. And before you ask, yes, this is a true story, p.s. don't ask me for the video footage at the end haha ;) Chapter 1 - Moving Day The move was stressful, we barely got Curiosities stuff out her apartment and returned the hired van late for additional fees. That didn't stop our fun. One of the first things we did was use the hired van for public BDSM and a adult game. I don't know if you guys have heard of the game smash or pass? The last thing from her apartment was the mattress and tallboy chests. The van had a cage behind the front driver and passenger I used to tie Curiosity to the tallboy and on the mattress in back of the empty van. Unfortunately at the vans first red light, the tallboy collapsed right on top of Curi.. My friend who was driving and I thought she was dead... Our hearts dropped and we looked as pale as ghosts. luckily, after a few seconds of silence, she started giggling in the back, the chest of drawers miraculously landed on her headphones, protecting her skull. There was no time to undo her without raising suspicion from other drivers and ended up driving for the rest of the trip with her bandaged to the back of the van, smothered under furniture, and filled with adrenaline. Wow, imagine if we had got pulled over. Chapter 2 - BDSM Gone Wrong? Finally we were able to stop the van and I was able to investigate the damage. It was incredibly hot, the way she was curled up in her tight leggings it made them transparent. You could see her underwear as soon as you open the back of the van, her pink G-string and tight round ass staring at you. Mmmm. We freed her from her binds and checked in to see if she was ok, she had a few bumps and bruises but was in good spirits. Strangely, she was enjoying being smothered and crushed by the weight of the tallboy. We tied the chest of drawers up securely. Curi decided to lay back and stretch on mattress in the back of the van, eyes still sparkling with excitement. The van hire company was calling us because we were 3 hours late dropping the van off and another customer was waiting for it who had paid a deposit. They kept calling every 20 mins and we weren't even close to making it back. We figured since we already are paying the late fee we might as well get our monies worth. Chapter 3 - Smash or Pass? We took a detour through the city, so many hotties on a Thursday afternoon as it gets closer to sunset. We drove into Fortitude Valley stopping the van near random strangers of my choice to open the back door and say smash or pass. Curiosity was lying on the mattress available for them to fuck or forget. We opened up the back of the van like a Bonnie Blue bang bus. We approached a well dressed gentleman around the age of 40, slightly greyed hair and stubble wearing a well mannered suit. He was a good looking bloke who clearly just finished his respectable day at work. Curiosity smirked as she knew it was just the beginning. She looked out the window and if she was keen she would say smash to stop or pass to drive off. I loved offering her hot tired body with little to no clothes on to random guys who were so caught off guard, the faces of shock and excitement still make me stir with emotion. Offering up Curiosity had me throbbing seeing if a stranger would take the opportunity to jump in the back and use her tight wet pussy. We got the van back and it cost us a tonne of late fees. Best van ever, I left a kind review and a stain or two. Chapter 4 - The Lonely Driver We eventually got back to the apartment and dragged everything up the stairs. Tired, sweaty with both of our muscles burning yet still horny, we were unable to resist each other's bodies any longer, especially after the pleasure of watching some 3D porn of my choosing. We went into the bathroom for a shared shower but didn't quite make it to getting our bodies clean. Curiosity pulled out my dick in a rush and started licking along the length of my dick, I had to try and keep quiet and contained after being solid for so long because my mate who drove the van was still in the living room. Now my friend is always talking a big game of kinks and shock-factor stories so this is something that I know wouldn't bother him. He understands the sexual needs, but you still don't want a mate hearing that you know? We had a quick cool shower while the sexual tension was heating up, my dick was raging it was so hard, seeping precum, begging her to let me have my release, I couldn't resist. I was throbbing so bad needing my Curiosity right now and then, until I had a spontaneous dirty thought. You see, my friend was still alone in the lounge room for an extended period of time. You know how easy it is to get side tracked, especially seeing your partners glistening body in the shower. You start talking fun ideas getting down into oral and enjoying each other's bodies that, you know, we thought maybe my friend felt left out on such a fun time. He had to focus on driving and keep his eyes on the road, he missed a lot of the show helping us out. Chapter 5 - Sexhibitionism We thought the least we could do is give him a show on top of the cash right? She loved my idea and with a knowing glance at each other, we loosely chucked on dressing gowns and she followed me towards the loungeroom. I sit down and tell Curi to get on her knees and she starts passionately sucking my dick, with her big juicy size E tits spilling out of the gown, both of us almost completely exposed. My friend is pretty open when it comes to sex like us, I mean he was in an open relationship and is a bit of a sadistic with a humiliation and power kink with his ex. Curi was sucking my dick with deep and long strokes gagging for me. However my mate was blushing and was really awkward. He didn't bat an eye lid and could barely look in our direction or at my big erection lol. He's been in all types of situations before with all kinds of kink and crazy, but he just froze. As still as a statue, not making eye contact like we were medusa turning him to stone. My friend was not himself and was just all bark and no bite, and it was the funniest reaction I've ever seen. Especially if you've heard the stories he's shared. The last person on earth you would expect to react this way, he eventually politely excused himself after being unsure what to say or do. We still laugh about that moment to this day. Chapter 6 - Sexy Secretary Role Play Finally, we got our moment, just to fuck like rabbits and explore every room of the new place. Curi is the most gorgeous shapeshifter of all. She has so many hot outfits and some lovely dress up aesthetics. Finally we could unwind and just enjoy our own sexual kinks and desires. We decided to shoot a home made porno to remember our first night at our new home. We wanted to put some effort I to our appearance and record high quality video and audio we can get off too again later. I wanted to do a secretary interview role play. She has so many sexy outfits, she always dresses the part perfectly. Curi styled her makeup in a classic office siren, she wore a tight black and white blouse, a mini skirt that was shorter than her fingertips, and tight white shirt that was barely hanging on by a button. She had the smell of cheap perfume like Britney spears fantasy, she had her cleavage in your face, she was wearing silver tall stilettos you could hear coming from a mile away. She topped it all off with a copy of her resume on a clipboard, nerdy square black glasses, a kitty shaped headset and finished her look with slutty red lipstick. Chapter 7 - Lights Camera XXX Action With the cameras setup, we started rolling and she stepped into my office for the interview. She nailed it. Her voice was spot on. She sounded like an actress from Hollywood, her breath with an airy tone, sombre and sweet. She gave me goosebumps and a hard-on, I was chubbing so hard in my tight chinos, I was struggling to ask the interview questions. Her pussy started peeking out from under her slutty skirt. She nervously asked to use the bathroom. I gave her the key card access and showed her down the hallway to the bathroom on the left. I watched her hips walk step by step like it was in slow motion. Curi has the hottest arse. I could feel my lip drooling. She was wearing those tall beautiful stripper stilettos and wow was it a sight to behold. Chapter 8 - Hidden Piss Pee Spy Cam in Bathroom We ended up editing a new secret bathroom scene into the video. It was like a little secret camera situation spying on her. She pulled down her panties to her ankles and let out a little sigh, you could hear the trickle of her golden humiliation hit the water in toilet bowl. She nervously cleaned herself up and then came back to the interview. Her acting was perfection, the hottest sweetest, sluttiest secretary ever. Willing to go above and beyond and do more than anyone else would do for the job. Chapter 9 - Whatever It Takes I got her under the desk and pulled out my cock. I could smell how wet she got just sucking on it. The smell was as sweet as freshly made pineapple juice. It was sweeter than a cold can of coke on a 40 degree day. She was nervous, yet excited, and she can see the look that I was giving her of how much I was enjoying it. She knew that role play has me dropping so much precum down her throat. She did go above and beyond any other candidate. I ended up building a full OBS scene and transition setup to record us fuck. I setup a window watching us watch porn and it was hot, multiple different angles and a solid 3-hour fuck session. It's the best Christmas present you could want after moving house. We played porn after porn, turn for turn, from gangbang creampie to hentai with mutual masturbation. There was some hot fingering action with one of the best angles of Curiosity squirting whilst I finger fucked her. We got all the different angles from triple penetration to her stretching her arse with butt plugs. The best was yet to come. Literally cum. Chapter 10 - Early Christmas Present Curiosity promised her Creature that I would get something special on moving day. She wanted to reward me for the moving effort. It was to finally see if I could stretch her tight ass with my 7 inch thick cock. Her ass has been so tight it's taken almost a year to stretch it wide enough to fit. She was adamant that tonight was the night. I gently pushed her back with my large hand and bent her over the computer chair, squeezing the edges of the tip of my cock against her little puckered hole. I could only fit half of my throbbing head to begin with, as she yelped whilst moaning. It was such a struggle to fit, to get a couple of centimetres in. I thought maybe it would have been too much for her and was about to check in until I noticed her sweet pussy dripping onto my balls whilst she shivered and breathed deeply. It was to my surprise, she wanted it just as bad as me. Chapter 11 - First Anal BWC After trying different angles to manoeuvre my cock into her, she insisted I lay down right in front of the other video angle in almost a demanding but sultry tone. She placed a pillow to one side of me, as she was reaching for a matching pillow to be on the opposite side of my body, she stretched in a way where I could admire her openings. I could see the beautiful little pussy inches away from my head so couldn't resist sucking on those delicate lips like I mean the taste was to die for I was in a trance, fully addicted. I knew she had plans to ride my cock but I just couldn't resist sucking on her lips until they were puffy, warm and hot pink. It was amazing. I could tell she didn't mind getting distracted from the pillow momentarily. Suddenly, I felt her metallic stripper heels against my biceps gripping in, Curi was getting close but didn't want to cum already so that was my sign to dis-latch after one last cheeky bite. Finale As she looks down at me flustered, I couldn't help but smile. Her twat is seriously irresistible but I knew something new was coming. Her crotch soaked from my saliva and her juices made the perfect lube. Curi took a large exhale while staring me dead in the eyes with intent and her little star slowly swallowed my cock. Finally, she was brave enough to take me. Not only did she take me impressively well, she continued to vigorously ride me for 15 minutes, slamming her hourglass body against mine with mixed pleasure and pained noises. I was close. I mean the pleasure was amazing in many ways physical, mentally visually and the sound. I can't even explain it. Even with the aircon on full blast It was still hot Qld summer night. We were dripping with sweaty but were too into each other's pheromones and compatibility to complain. Conclusion I tell you what. I've been around the block a few times but I've never had someone match my drive and this is a true story. This was just week 1 of what it would be like to live with a hot open partner whose down to do so many things with me and for me. Who just wont fuck like no other creature you've known.

27 February 2026

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Hi-ho it's off to work I go. Not forgetting to pick up my favourite married milf. Don't work with me just likes to go out for the day in the van. This particular day there was not that many deliveries so we just took our time driving around the English country side delivering. But in between we would stop for a a cuddle and kiss. On one of these occasions we had stopped at the side of a field, opening the side door facing the field. Hugging and kissing got more intense after sliding my fingers inside her now very wet pussy while she rubs my cock through my jeans. I got to suck you she said with a sound of urgency in her voice. Un zipping me and dropping my jeans my cock was out in the sunshine. Until it disappears into her mouth and throat. Dam she was so good at this but her husband didn't like at. Strange man. After a while I turned her around so she could lay down in the van and slid into her waiting tight hot and wet hole. Making her legs tremble with every orgasm she had. Turning her over so she could lay on her back holding her legs in the air continue to slide in and out. Slow at first but speeding up as I got close to cumming. As I was about to cum she sat up so she could swallow my whole load as she loved doing this. Standing up I turned her around and wend doggy style. Not believing that I was still hard that surprise us both. With her legs trembling and so was mine I came for a second time deep inside her quivering pussy. She cleaned me up again by sucking and licking both of our juices from my twitching cock. We pulled ourselves together only to find a lady sitting on a horse in the field , it looks like she had been there for some time too. Dam I miss that lady and the job.

25 February 2026

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The fantasy of having another man involved has turned us on for a while now. Here is an example of how we’re fantasising about it. We’re out at a bar or club where we meet with M. Wifey is dressed sexy, revealing and fully commando 😏 After some flirting and banter she asks M if her ass shows when bending over. She then seductively bends over exposing herself to M and hubby, giving them a glimpse of her pussy from behind. Now that M knows that she’s not wearing panties, she guides his hand between her legs and asks him to check how wet she is. M is now finger deep inside her and also rubbing her clit. This is where hubby steps in and asks M if he wants to come back to the hotel room. Mentioning that she bought some lingerie earlier and she’d like to hear both our thoughts on it. Back at the hotel hubby and M turn on some music and mix up some drinks. Without them realising that she has already changed into her new lingerie right behind them. Stunned by the sight of her, they both sit down on the couch next to each other complimenting how sexy she looks. Moving seductively to the music, she starts to tease them with a strip tease. Once completely naked, she pulls a chair in front of them and starts touching herself. She then sits down right between them and rubs their cocks through their pants. Both instantly touching her body, breasts and each pull one leg over their lap. Spreading her legs as far as possible. While caressing her breast, hands move towards her wet pussy. Hubby tells M he should get up and get between her legs and eat her out. M follows without hesitation. Hubby then takes off his pants and wifey instantly sucks and jerks him off while moaning and cumming from M’s oral performance. After a while M moves back and takes his clothes off as well. (Hopefully) Similar sized dick as hubby but a lot thicker in girth. She can’t resist the impressive view and deep throat’s M cock leaning forward on all four. Hubby is now eating her out from behind but she is enjoying M’s cock so much that she almost forgot about hubby until he made her cum with his tongue. Hubby suggests that she lay on her back on the bed and M should rub his hard thick cock over her drenched pussy. Just teasing and stimulating but no penetration. Hubby then tells M he can slide his tip inside as M is sliding his cock up and down and through the middle of wifey's pussy lips. With every move, M pushes a tiny bit more of his tip inside. Hubby then grabs M’s cock and puts it right in front of wifey's hole and pushes M’s back, signalling to squeeze his cock inside her and with that first push her pussy stretches and she lets out a huge moan, grabbing hubbies leg as she enjoys her pussy stretched and filled more than she’s usually used to. M is very slowly moving all the way in and completely out and back in again a few times. She’s now starting to settle down again and jerks hubbies dick keeping a strong eye contact with hubby while M starts to speed up and begins to pound her fast and hard. Making her cum within minutes, legs shaking, vision blurry while she’s desperately trying to hold eye contact with hubby. She moves away from M and climbs onto hubbies dick, grinding in cowgirl position. But not long until she turns around, reverse cowgirl pulling M’s cock towards her face. M straight away fucking her face while she sits on top of hubby completely forgetting to grind as M is claiming her full attention letting him face fuck her as if he owned her. Hubby is extremely turned on by the pleasure she gets out of everything. Hubby then moves her on her back again, sitting right next to her, spreading her legs and lifting her hips up for M to penetrate her in her favourite position. Hubby is fascinated by the view of her tits bouncing and M’s thick cock slamming into her pussy while she is screaming and moaning louder than ever before. M pulls out and places his cock in front of her mouth, to which she without hesitation starts choking on pointing hubby towards her pussy. Hubby takes his time so she can indulge his cock before hubby picks her up and starts fucking her standing. Throwing her up and down on his dick until she cums again. M enjoying the view while jerking off. Hubby throws her back on the bed on her belly and starts pounding her from behind. Reclaiming her and making her forget all about M as she’s reaching another climax. She is exhausted and extremely worn out just how she likes it. She sucks hubby and M’s cock while she gets back to her senses. Then she asks M to fuck her again and shoot his cum all over her tits. Once he’s done, hubby fucks her in missionary with her chest covered in M’s huge load of cum and adds his load all over her tits as well. Everyone laying down together before wifey goes to the bathroom to shower. Hubby looks at M and asks if he wants to join her, which he does and hubby can hear her moaning from the other room. He picks up his phone and starts recording. Not joining this time, just filming and enjoying the show. All sleep in the same bed naked and the next morning is guaranteed to turn out great. You’ll have to imagine how that continues 😈

25 February 2026

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Je bent een normale vrouw en leeft al een tijdje alleen, het valt je niet zwaar om alleen te zijn, al mis je af en toe de hektiek van vroeger. De dagen worden weer langer maar het is nog lang geen lente, laat staan zomer, toch voel je de laatste tijd een opwinding door je lijf gaan, die je doet denken aan vroeger tijden. Afgelopen nacht werd je er zelfs wakker van, je droomde over heftige sex met een onbekende man, je zat tegen klaarkomen aan. Terwijl je er langzaam wakker van werd, bleek je met een hand in je slipje te zitten, je vinger die net nog driftig heen en weer bewoog over je opgewonden clitje, ligt nu stil tussen je vochtige schaamlippen. Je was er eerst een beetje van geschrokken maar nu je er aan terug denkt, wordt je er weer hitsig van. Wat is er toch aan de hand, ik ben er eigenlijk nooit zo mee bezig maar nu kan ik bijna aan niks anders meer denken. Het is iets totaal nieuw voor je, je hebt, in jouw tijd, best wel wat vriendjes gehad en ook later met je man hadden jullie een fijn sexleven, maar het was de laatste jaren stil geworden op dat front. Nog steeds hitsig besluit je toch maar gewoon een broodje te gaan eten, het was al laat. In je ochtendjas loop je langs de spiegel in de gang, automatisch doe je het licht aan en kijkt verbaasd naar je warrige haren en wilde blik in je ogen. Je handen gaan even door je haar en als vanzelf ga je, terwijl je jezelf blijft aankijken, met je handen naar beneden en alsof je jezelf voor het eerst ziet ga je met je handen via je borsten naar je taille en over je heupen en weer terug naar je borsten. Je voelt een blos op je wangen komen en terwijl je kijkt of de blos ook te zien is ga je met je handen naar beneden, je ochtendjas is open gevallen en je voelt je tepels hard worden. Er schieten wat herinneringen door je heen en het is niet te geloven, je voelt je poesje nat worden waar je bijstaat. Er gaat een rilling van genot door je heen op het moment dat je, even in je tepel knijpt, oohhh... dit is toch wel fijn, dacht je en terwijl je je ogen sluit dwaal je even weg op het toch wel heerlijke gevoel. Abrupt, kom je weer bij zinnen en loopt door naar de keuken om nu toch maar eindelijk een broodje te gaan maken. Terwijl je je broodje staat te smeren, begin je toch weer te dagdromen, zonder dat je er erg in hebt duw je je heupen ritmisch tegen de keukenkastjes aan, je komt helemaal terug in het nu, als er een kreun uit je mond komt. Je hebt al smerend, je opgewonde kruis tegen een handvat geduwd en je clitoris word nu vol geraakt. Je bent zo hitsig dat je je clit tegen het handvat aan blijft duwen, je begint zwaarder te ademen en rijdt nu stevig tegen je keukenkastje aan. Met beide handen steun zoekend op het aanrecht, kom je eindelijk tot een hoogtepunt, nahijgend maak je langzaam je broodje af en met slappe knieen loop je naar de bank. Je neemt het laatste stukje brood en besluit er even bij te gaan liggen, je hebt nog geen kwartier geleden je eerste orgasme, sinds tijden gehad, en bent er nog van onder de indruk. Terwijl je je ogen even dicht doet, voel je gelijk dat je nog steeds 'in the mood' bent. Lang geleden toen je nog jong was heb je wel wat aan masturbatie gedaan, maar toen je vriendjes kreeg is dat eigenlijk als vanzelf gestopt. Sinds een paar weken schiet de ene na de andere erotische fantasie echter door je heen en ben je konstant hitsig, het is dan ook niet raar dat je nu eindelijk weer eens bent klaargekomen. Je ziet jezelf weer tegen het aanrecht staan, raar eigenlijk, maar die handvaten zitten precies op een plek dat je er heerlijk met je clit over kan wrijven, dat ik dat nooit eerder heb ontdekt. Onbewust ben je, nu je er weer aan terug denkt, van hitsig naar heter gegaan en je voelt je kutje opgewonden kloppen. Je besluit om er deze keer maar eens voor te gaan en met je ochtendjas nog aan, al liggend op de bank, vindt je hand je nog natte liefdesgrot. Hhmmm heerlijk, je stopt eerst een, maar al snel twee vingers in je heerlijk hete grot en duwt ze diep naar binnen. Smakkend zuigt je kutje zich vast aan je vingers en je duwt ze nog wat dieper om ook je G spot te stimuleren oohh..aahh, je heupen beginnen mee te draaien, je gaat even verliggen om je andere hand ook vrij te krijgen en nu kan je er met beide handen bij. Je wrijft in je eigen tempo over je opgewonden clit terwijl je andere hand nu met drie vingers in je kutje pompt. Je bekken duw je omhoog, richting je pompende vingers en al snel rollen er heerlijke genotsgolven door je heen en ben je op dat heerlijke randje van een bijna orgasme. Je spreidt je benen zo ver mogelijk en je kan nog iets dieper stoten ahhh... wow heerlijk. Je clitje staat hard overeind en beide handen bewegen sneller en sneller... oohh... oh...daar komt het... de golven van genot worden langer en hoger... whoe..aahh daar komt de groo ooote. Je lijf begint te sidderen en een heerlijk zwaar en fantastisch orgasme dendert door je heen. Naschokkend lig je op de bank, je voelt dat er nog meer zit, maar voor nu is het wel even genoeg, met een tevreden glimlach op je gezicht, sukkel je in een heerlijk hazeslaapje en droomt over wuivende tarwen in een zonnig landschap met een roerloze blauwe lucht. Tevreden rek je je uit en herinnert je weer wat er gebeurd was, je hart maakt even een sprongetje maar tevreden constateer je dat je je heel erg lekker voelt je bent nog een beetje opgewonden maar vooral warm en heerlijk rustig. Geen gedachtes over wat er allemaal nog moet en wat er allemaal al gedaan had gemoeten, nee heerlijk rustig en tevreden, alles kan ook morgen. Lui blijf je heerlijk op de bank liggen en al wikkend en wegend hak je een paar knopen door. Je bent al ouder maar nog niet oud en je lijf geeft aan dat je wilt leven, leven en genieten. Je was in die paar jaar dat je alleen woonde bijna helemaal op de automatische piloot gaan leven en nu besloot je dat dat eigenlijk geen leven is, vanaf vandaag wordt het allemaal anders, hoe hhmm daar kwam ze vanzelf wel achter. Tevreden met zichzelf ging ze rechtop zitten maar had nog geen zin om op te staan. Ze heeft woord gehouden en vanaf die 'eerste dag van haar nieuwe leven' heeft ze al meer geleefd dan jaren tevoren. Het was nog wel zoeken en ze wist ook niet altijd wat slim was maar ze had vanaf die eerste dag, elke dag een, of vaker nog, meerdere orgasmes gehad. Ze voelde zich jaren jonger en ook de buitenwacht merkte dat er iets verandert was. De eerste week had ze veel plezier en genot gehad, in bed en bank maar ook 'haar vriend' het handvat had ze een paar keer gebruikt om haar hitsige lijf op te zwepen naar steeds weer andere orgasmes. Tijdens het douchen was ze er achter gekomen dat ook de waterstraal haar vriend was en in die begintijd had ze weinig verlangens naar 'een echte vent'. Op een dag liep ze in haar stad niet ver van huis en ontdekte een sexshop, die had ze nog nooit gezien en ze kwam er toch regelmatig, maar zo gaat dat. Ze durfde niet naar binnen, was toch een stapje te, maar thuis gekomen zocht ze die dag via het internet naar sex artikelen want ze had in de etalage toch wel een heel gedurfde grote penis zien staan die haar een warm gevoel gaf. Zoveel keus, zoveel verschillende hulpmiddelen, ze wist het nog niet maar ze zou zeker binnenkort iets aanschaffen. Uiteindelijk duurde het nog een paar weken maar vandaag kwam 'haar nieuwe vriendje' binnen, anoniem verpakt, gaf de bezorger haar het pakketje en kon het uitpakken beginnen. Jeetje wat een ding zeg, als die er maar inpast, het was een mooie grote vleeskleurige penis met zuigvoet. Er zaten dikke aders op en de eikel was goed te onderscheiden en al met al kreeg ze wel zin om het uit te proberen. Ze had er een heel plan omheen gebouwd, het was er eentje zonder batterijen want ze wilde het vooral gebruiken voor onder de douche. Naakt op haar slipje na voelde ze of het water de goeie temperatuur had en maakte de zuigvoet tegelijk nat. Ze duwde de voet tegen de gladde tegels aan en ja, precies zoals ze gedacht had bleef die penis nu tegen de muur aankleven, met moeite trok ze hem weer los en door wat te meten plakte ze hem op een plek waar ze er goed bij kon. Heerlijk warm, stroomt het water over haar lijf, haar tepels zijn van voorpret al hard en haar kutje vochtig. Plagend trekt en knijpt ze even in haar tepels en met de rug naar de muur toe, zoekt ze met haar achterste de penis op. Er is heel wat verandert, van een dooie huismus is ze nu een sextijger geworden maar ook al is ze nu nog steeds bijna altijd wel 'in the mood' ze gaat er nu speelser mee om en is open en vrijer geworden niet alleen door te masturberen maar ook door te willen genieten en leven, zijn er in haar hoofd wat knopen verdwenen. Ze voelt de eikel tegen haar billen en nu kan ze haar poes tegen die eikel aanduwen. Hhmm heerlijk... hij is wel groot en dik maar langzaam duwt ze haar hete en hongerige flamoes om de eikel en steeds dieper verdwijnt de penis in haar. Heerlijke golven van genot gaan door haar heen terwijl ze langzaam haar nieuwe vriend begint te berijden. Oohh dit is... lekker, het lijkt wel of ze door de muur genomen wordt en met de penis diep in haar leunt ze tegen de muur aan, het warme water stroomt over haar borsten en verdwijnt tussen haar benen waar ze sinds kort ook haar schaamhaar heeft bijgewerkt. Licht met haar heupen draaiend houdt ze de kunstpenis diep in haar hete grotje en met een hand wrijft ze over haar opgewonden clit. Oohh.oohhh... ohh helemaal gevuld door die pik heeft ze haar billen nu bijna helemaal tegen de muur gedrukt en heftig haar genotsknopje stimulerend komt ze schokkend klaar. OOoohhh...dit orgasme is heftiger, zo heftig dat ze bijna aan de penis hangt, zo lekker. Langzaam trekt dat verrukelukke gevoel zich ietsjes terug maar nu komt de tijgerinne hand en met de penis diep in haar hete kut neemt ze haar opgezwollen vuurrode clit nog een keer onder handen. Het tweede orgasme laat niet lang op zich wachten en whaa... ahhh... o oohh..oohh een geile zondvloed treft haar midden in de roos en met grote kracht komt ze, haar knieen knikken en de penis houdt het niet en glijdt van de muur af, heftig schokkend komt er een ultiem orgasme over haar heen, dit overtreft alles, zo is ze nog nooit klaar gekomen ze ziet zelf sterretjes. Op haar knieen hijgend, zit ze zo nog een tijdje onder de warme waterstralen maar dit... dit zou ze nooit meer vergeten.

25 February 2026

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So I was with this girl one night, and we had an hour to mess around and have some fun. The moment she walked in, I could tell she was a firecracker. those eyes, that smirk, the way she moved like she owned the room. We didn’t waste time, just fell into it like two wild animals in a den. She was all over me, her hands everywhere, her lips pressing against mine with a hunger that made my cock twitch. I let her take the lead for a while, let her feel like she was in control, but then I shifted. I pinned her against the wall, my body pressed to hers, and let her know I was the predator now. Her moans were like a siren song, and I couldn’t resist. I showed her that I’m just as good with my mouth as I am with my cock, sliding between her legs, whispering things she didn’t even know she wanted to hear. She came three times, each shudder of her body a reminder of how much power I had. But when we parted, I felt that strange mix of dominance and vulnerability. She left, and I was left with the echo of her laughter, the warmth of her skin still clinging to me. We still have each other’s numbers, and she texts me once in a while—her pussy needs to be wrecked again. I answer every call, because that’s what a people pleaser does. I’m a male slut, a nymphomaniac, and I don’t care. I’ll always be ready to have some fun, no matter how many times she asks. It’s not about being dominant or submissive, it’s about the thrill, the connection, the way her fingers trace my back like a promise. I don’t mind being the one who gives, because in the end, it’s all about the pleasure. And I’ll give it until she’s begging for more.

24 February 2026

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I grew up on a dirt road that didn’t have a name, just a mailbox with our surname peeling off in the sun. Out there, love stories were simple. You met a boy at the rodeo or at the pub on a Friday night, you slow-danced to a country song, and by harvest you were someone’s forever. That’s what I believed, anyway. When I moved to the city at twenty-two, I packed that belief in my suitcase between my good boots and my grandmother’s pearl earrings. I thought love would find me quickly. I smiled at strangers. I said yes to dates. I mistook attention for intention. The first man I met wore polished shoes and told me my accent was “cute.” He took me to a rooftop bar where the lights blinked like distant stars. He spoke about investment portfolios and weekend trips. When he kissed me, it felt like a scene from a movie I’d watched a hundred times in my bedroom back home. I thought, this must be how it starts. It didn’t start. It ended the next morning with a polite text and a promise to “catch up sometime.” There were others. A bartender with kind eyes who said he’d never met someone “so genuine.” A gym trainer who liked the way I laughed. A musician who wrote half a song about my freckles. They held my hand in public, traced circles on my back in private, and whispered that they felt something different with me. I kept believing them. I told myself that intimacy meant progress. That if they wanted me, if they desired me, then surely love couldn’t be far behind. So I gave pieces of myself away in dim apartments and rumpled hotel sheets, under fairy lights and ceiling fans that hummed in the dark. I learned the rhythm of new bodies, the warmth of shared breath, the heavy quiet that comes afterward. But morning always arrived colder than I expected. I’d lie there staring at unfamiliar ceilings, wondering why closeness at midnight felt so far from connection at dawn. They would kiss my shoulder and rush off to meetings, to friends, to lives that didn’t seem to include me past the night before. Back home, my friends were getting engaged. Posting photos in fields of golden wheat, hands laced with someone steady and sure. I double-tapped their happiness and told myself I wasn’t jealous. I was just… waiting. People assumed I was wild. The city had changed me, they’d say with a wink. They didn’t see the hopeful girl underneath it all—the one who still believed that the next date might be the last first date. The one who studied every smile for sincerity. I wasn’t looking for thrill or conquest. I was looking for that quiet certainty my parents had, the kind that doesn’t need fireworks because it burns steady and bright. Instead, I kept finding sparks—hot, dazzling, and gone before I could warm my hands. Maybe I was naive. Maybe I confused chemistry with compatibility. Or maybe I just hadn’t learned yet that love can’t be negotiated through longing. But I still keep my grandmother’s pearls in my drawer. I still say yes to dates. And somewhere beneath the city lights and the lessons learned in tangled sheets, that country girl is still looking—not for another night, but for someone who stays when the sun comes up.

20 February 2026

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The moment his cum slid down my throat, my body still trembling from the forced orgasm, I felt hands grip my hips and haul me backward. My knees scraped against the rough carpet as I was yanked onto the couch, my blindfolded world spinning. The Older Man’s voice cut through the haze of my pleasure, low and commanding. "Not done with you yet, pet." His fingers tangled in my hair, forcing my head back just enough to expose my throat. Then his grip vanished, replaced by something far more brutal. Muscular Man 1—his scent alone made my pulse spike, all sweat and musk and raw male—shoved my shoulders down until my chest pressed into the leather. His palm cracked against my ass, the sting radiating through my already sensitive flesh. "Spread your legs, slut." The order was a growl, more animal than human, and I obeyed before I could think, my thighs parting on instinct. His fingers dug into the meat of my ass, spreading me wider, and I whimpered as cool air hit my exposed, used hole. "Fuck, look at you. Still dripping for us." A thick finger dragged through the mess between my legs, gathering the Older Man’s cum and my own arousal before shoving it into my mouth. "Clean it up. Every drop." I lapped at his skin, tasting salt and sex, my cock aching despite the exhaustion. The Older Man’s chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "Good boy. But we’re just getting started." Something cold and metallic clinked nearby, and my stomach twisted. The spreader bar. I’d seen them before—used them, even—but never like this. Never with them. Muscular Man 1’s grip vanished, only to be replaced by rough hands flipping me onto my back. The leather creaked beneath me as I was manhandled, my wrists still bound behind me. A belt looped around my left ankle, the buckle biting into my skin as it was cinched tight. Then the other. My legs were forced apart, the bar locked between them, stretching me obscenely wide. The position left me completely exposed, my cock jutting up, my hole on display, my balls already tightening in anticipation. "Perfect," the Older Man murmured, his fingers tracing the inside of my thigh. "Now you’ll stay open for us. No hiding." Muscular Man 1 didn’t waste time. His weight settled between my spread legs, his breath hot against my inner thigh. "Gonna make you beg for it." His mouth sealed over my cock, tongue swirling around the head before he took me to the back of his throat in one brutal motion. I arched off the couch with a broken cry, my bound hands clawing at the air. He didn’t just suck—he fucked my mouth with his tongue, his teeth grazing the sensitive underside, his free hand rolling my balls until they ached. "That’s it," the Older Man crooned, his palm sliding up my chest to pinch my nipple hard. "Take what he gives you. You’re ours to use, aren’t you?" "Y-yes—!" The word dissolved into a moan as Muscular Man 1’s fingers joined his mouth, two of them pressing against my entrance. He didn’t ask. He didn’t tease. He shoved, knuckles-deep in one thrust, his teeth sinking into the flesh of my thigh as I screamed. The burn was white-hot, my body still loose from the Older Man’s earlier use, but this was different. This was punishment. His fingers scissored, stretching me wider, and I could feel the Older Man’s gaze burning into me as I thrashed. "Such a pretty little whore," Muscular Man 1 growled against my skin. "Taking my fingers like a good slut. Bet you’d take my cock even better." The Older Man’s hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head to the side. His lips brushed my ear, his voice a dark promise. "You will. But first…" His other hand appeared in my blurred vision, holding a length of thin, braided rope. My breath hitched. Cock and ball torture. Fuck. "We’re going to see how much you can really take." Muscular Man 1 released my cock with a wet pop, leaving me gasping. His fingers stayed buried inside me, crooking just enough to make my toes curl. The Older Man’s rope slithered around the base of my cock, the coarse fibers abrasive against my oversensitive skin. He wound it tight, then tighter, cutting off the blood flow until my dick throbbed painfully. "This’ll keep you from cumming," he murmured, tying it off with practiced ease. "No relief until we say so." The rope cinched around my balls next, pulling them snug against my body, the pressure bordering on pain. I whined, my hips jerking uselessly, but the spreader bar kept me trapped. "Please—" "Please what?" Muscular Man 1’s fingers twisted inside me, his thumb pressing against my prostate. "Use your words, slut." "I—I can’t—" The words died as the Older Man’s palm cracked across my chest, right over my bound cock. The pain lanced through me, my vision whiting out for a second. "You can," the Older Man corrected, his voice razor-sharp. "You’ll take his cock next. And you’ll thank him for it." Muscular Man 1 didn’t give me time to process. His fingers vanished, replaced by the thick, blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance. "Gonna fuck you raw," he grunted, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. "Gonna make you scream." And then he was inside me, one ruthless thrust that split me open. The burn was excruciating, my body stretched to its limit, the rope around my cock and balls making every inch of his invasion feel like torture. I screamed, my voice breaking, but he didn’t stop. He pounded into me, his balls slapping against my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh like brands. The Older Man’s hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my sobs. "That’s it," he praised, his breath hot against my temple. "Take his cock like the filthy little slut you are. You were made for this." His free hand found my nipple again, twisting until I arched off the couch, my bound cock leaking despite the rope. Muscular Man 1’s thrusts grew erratic, his grunts turning feral. "Fuck, yeah—squeeze me, you fucking whore—" His teeth sank into my shoulder as he came, his cum flooding me in thick, scalding pulses. I could feel it dripping out of me almost immediately, my body too wrecked to hold anything in. He collapsed against me for a breath, his chest heaving, before pulling out with a wet sound. The Older Man released my mouth, his fingers trailing down my cheek. "Good boy," he murmured. "But we’re not done." His hand moved to the rope around my cock, giving it a sharp tug. The pain flared, my vision swimming. "You don’t get to cum yet. Not until you’ve earned it." I whimpered, my body a mess of overstimulation and denial. The spreader bar kept my legs locked open, my hole gaping and used, my cock trapped in its painful cage of rope. The Older Man’s fingers traced my lower lip, his thumb pressing inside. "Open." I obeyed, my jaw aching as he fed me his cock again, his pre-cum salty on my tongue. "Suck," he ordered, his voice a dark caress. "Show me how much you want it." Muscular Man 1’s laugh was a low, approving sound as he watched me struggle to take the Older Man’s length, my throat already raw. "Look at you," he taunted, his fingers circling my exposed hole. "Still hungry for more." His thumb pressed inside, and I choked around the Older Man’s cock, my body betraying me with another helpless spasm of pleasure. The Older Man’s hand tangled in my hair, holding me still as he fucked my mouth in shallow, controlling thrusts. "That’s right," he murmured. "You’re ours. And we’re far from finished with you."

20 February 2026

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The cabin smelled of damp wood and something darker—musky, primal, like the lingering scent of sweat and cum from the last time I’d been used. My body still ached in places I didn’t want to think about, my throat raw from choking on cock, my ass sore from being stretched open by fingers, tongues, and something much thicker. But when the summons came—a curt text with nothing but an address and a time—I didn’t hesitate. I never did. The door creaked shut behind me before I could even turn around. The older man’s voice, deep and rough like gravel under boots, cut through the silence. "Strip. Now." No greeting. No small talk. Just command. My fingers trembled as I peeled off my clothes, the cool air raising goosebumps across my skin. I heard the rustle of fabric, the soft thud of boots on wood—other presences, other men, their breathing already thick with anticipation. Four of them. Including him. A hand—his hand—gripped my chin, tilting my face up. His thumb pressed against my lower lip, forcing my mouth open just enough for his breath to ghost over my tongue. "You remember the rules?" His voice was a growl, the kind that made my stomach clench. I nodded, or tried to, but his grip tightened. "Say it." "I’m yours," I whispered. The words tasted like shame and want, bitter and sweet all at once. "Good." His fingers slid down my throat, over my collarbone, then lower, tracing the curve of my breast before pinching my nipple hard enough to make me gasp. "But tonight, you won’t see a thing." The blindfold was silk, smooth and suffocating as it wrapped around my eyes, blocking out the dim light of the cabin. My pulse spiked, my breath coming faster as the world narrowed to just sound and touch. The older man’s hands roamed my body, possessive, mapping me like territory he’d already claimed. Then—other hands. Rougher, less patient. Fingers dug into my hips, my thighs, spreading me open before I could even brace myself. "Such a pretty little slut," a new voice murmured, low and amused. A thumb circled my clit, slow and deliberate, while another hand—bigger, calloused—squeezed my ass cheek hard enough to bruise. "Already wet for us." I bit my lip to stifle a moan, but it escaped anyway, high and needy. The older man’s chuckle was dark, satisfied. "She loves it. Don’t you?" His palm cracked against my ass, the sting radiating through me, making me arch into the touch. "Answer me." "Yes," I hissed. "Yes, what?" Another slap, harder this time. My skin burned. "Yes, sir." The words fell out of me before I could stop them, my body already melting into submission. A finger—thick, unyielding—pressed against my entrance, not pushing in, just there, teasing. "Beg for it," the older man ordered. I should’ve resisted. I should’ve hated this. But the words spilled out, desperate. "Please. Fuck me. Please, sir, I need it—" The finger plunged inside me without warning, knuckle-deep, curling against my front wall. I cried out, my knees buckling, but strong arms held me up. "Such a greedy little hole," the voice—one of the others—murmured against my ear. His breath was hot, his cock already pressing against my hip, thick and leaking. "Think you can take all of us?" Before I could answer, the older man’s voice cut through the haze. "On your knees." Hands shoved me down, my bare knees hitting the rough wood floor. The blindfold made everything sharper—the scent of arousal, the heat of bodies surrounding me, the way my own heartbeat thundered in my ears. A cock brushed my lips, the tip already slick with pre-cum. I didn’t need to be told what to do. I opened, taking him in, my tongue swirling around the head before he pushed deeper, hitting the back of my throat. "Fuck, that’s it," the man groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair. "Take it all, slut." I gagged as he thrust deeper, my nose pressing against his pelvis, the taste of him salty and thick. Another cock nudged my cheek, then my temple, the older man’s voice a dark purr above me. "Suck him like you mean it. And don’t you dare stop until I say so." My jaw ached, tears pricking behind the blindfold as the first man fucked my throat in earnest, his hips snapping forward. I hollowed my cheeks, my hands gripping his thighs for balance, but then—another set of hands grabbed my wrists, yanking them behind my back. A belt, maybe, or a rope, cinched tight around them, binding me. I whimpered around the cock in my mouth, the sound vibrating against his shaft. "Look at her," the older man mused, his fingers tracing my spine. "Already dripping, already desperate. You like being our little fucktoy, don’t you?" I couldn’t answer, not with my mouth full, but my body did it for me—my hips rocking back, seeking friction, my pussy clenching around nothing. A hand—his hand—slid between my thighs, two fingers shoving inside me without warning. I choked on the cock in my mouth, my back arching. "So wet. So empty." His fingers scissored, stretching me, while his thumb pressed hard against my clit. "You want to be filled, don’t you? Stuffed full of cock until you can’t walk straight?" "Mmm—!" I tried to nod, but the man in my mouth groaned, his grip on my hair tightening. "Pathetic," the older man murmured, but there was no real disdain in his voice. Just dark, twisted approval. His fingers pulled out, and I whined at the loss, but then—something thicker, blunter, pressed against my entrance. A cock. Not his. Not yet. One of the others. "Please—" I begged, my voice ragged around the cock still fucking my throat. "Since you asked so nicely," the older man drawled. The cock at my pussy surged forward, stretching me wide, the burn delicious and brutal. I sobbed, my body torn between the two invasions, my throat and cunt both used at once. The man behind me gripped my hips, his thrusts hard and unrelenting, while the one in my mouth fucked my face like he owned it. "That’s it," the older man encouraged, his voice a dark caress. "Take it. Take all of it." The cabin filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh, my gagging, their groans. My body was a playground, a thing to be used, and I loved it. Hated myself for loving it, but my traitorous cunt clenched around the cock pounding into me, my tongue swirling around the one in my mouth like I was starving for it. Then—his cock. The older man’s. I knew it instantly, the heavy weight of his uncut length dragging against my skin before he pressed it against my lips. "Open," he commanded. I obeyed, my mouth already stuffed, but he didn’t care. He fed himself in alongside the other cock, both of them stretching my lips obscenely, filling my throat until I couldn’t breathe. Tears streamed down my face, my nose running, my body shaking with the effort of taking them both. "Fuck, look at her," one of the men groaned. "Such a good little whore." The older man’s hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back just enough to let him see my face—my blindfolded, tear-streaked, cum-drenched face. "Mine," he growled, before shoving back in, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I came with a broken sob, my pussy clamping down around the cock fucking me, my body betraying me completely. The men didn’t stop. They couldn’t stop. The older man’s cock pulsed, thick and heavy on my tongue, and I knew—he was close. He was going to fill me, mark me, own me. "Gonna cum down that pretty throat," he rasped. "Gonna make you swallow every last drop, and then we’re going to start all over again." I moaned around him, my body already aching for more. Because this wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. Not with him. Not with them. And when his cum finally spilled down my throat, hot and thick, I drank it down like a good little slut—knowing this was only the beginning.

20 February 2026

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I'd met her at my daughter in laws 21st birthday. I'd had a couple of drinks which my ex didn't approve of so she left early. At some point of the night I found myself sitting on the the back step beside this gorgeous 21 years old blonde. She was there with her boyfriend my sons mate and her son 3yrs old it had been a long time since I felt so comfortable with another woman talking and laughing about everything. That night passed without anything happening just a good night. We crossed paths a few times over a period of about 10 years and then out of the blue I got a friend request on fb which I accepted. I contacted her on messenger and during that first conversation she informed me that she had left her partner 2 weeks earlier. During the next two weeks we talked a lot and she remembered our conversations on the steps and informed me that talking to me that night had made made her extremely horny. By this time I had moved interstate but convinced her to meet me. I sent a air ticket and organised a hotel for the weekend and picked her up. She arrived dressed in high stilettos tight jeans and a t shirt that was sooo tight her nipples were very visible I got an erection immediately putting her arms around my neck she whispered I want that now. We headed to the hotel. No sooner were we in the room we were all over each other she pushed me into the lounge chair and knelt between my legs couldn't get my jeans off quickly enough. Mouth around my cock and deep down in her throat I haven't been that close to blowing my load so quickly I had to stop her we quickly got undressed and headed to the shower I was rock hard by the time standing behind her I soaped her up squeezing her breasts in both hands her head. Leaning backwards my hands tracing down to her shaven clit swollen as I massaged it slowly between my fingers turning her head our lips met passionately then the words every man is wanting to hear please please fuck me now please I eased her forward gripping her hips she bent over hanging on to the edge the shower I slowly entered her and she backed onto my cock right up to my scrotum she gasped as I started to fuck her and screamed out loud when she came I exploded shortly after knees trembling both of us. that weekend we fucked in every position imaginable slept like babies for 3 beautiful sexy days an experience I've never repeated. still talk from time to time never will forget her she was beautiful sexy awesome. Just so you understand I was at the time 34 yrs older than her

19 February 2026

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Ik had een prima plek gevonden om te zitten en kon zo alles zien. Mijn buurvrouw ging altijd veel vroeger naar bed en er brandde vaak nog een tijdje licht op haar slaapkamer. Dat maakte mij al weken nieuwsgierig en ben daarom eens wezen uitzoeken of en hoe ik bij haar naar binnen kon kijken. Was wel even een klimpartijtje maar volgens mij was het dat wel waard en daarom stond ik nu te wachten totdat ze haar slaapkamer binnen zou komen. Het licht floepte aan en ik zag haar binnen komen, al lopend trok ze haar jurk over haar hoofd en ik keek tegen een paar heerlijke volle borsten aan, goed verpakt in een mooie stevige bh met kanten randje. Haar slipje bleek nadat ze haar legging uit had gedaan van eenzelfde spannende paarse kleur te zijn. Onwillekeurig kneep ik even in mijn snel groeiende pik en gaf hem meteen maar een betere, ruimere positie. Ze was haar slaapkamer uitgelopen, waarschijnlijk even naar de badkamer, heel jammer dat ik daar geen zicht op had. Gelukkig kwam ze snel weer terug, wow.. wat een heerlijk paar borsten zag ik op en neer deinen, ze had haar bh afgedaan en had alleen nog haar pikante slipje aan, mijn pik duwde nu toch tegen mijn broek aan en ik kreunde even van wellust. Oojee... ze kijkt mijn kant op en even denk ik dat ze me gezien heeft, maar buiten is het donker en ze ziet alleen zichzelf in het raam. Sensueel knijpt ze even in haar tepels die snel reageren, ze blijft spelen met haar nu stijve tepels maar draait zich nu langzaam om en gaat op bed liggen. Oohh wat een heet wijf, heerlijk om dat zo te zien, had ik toch gelijk dat ze wel weet waar Abraham zijn hete mosterd bewaart. Dacht er al een beetje aan dat het leuk was geweest, en dat ik mij thuis eens flink zou gaan aftrekken op dat geile mokkeltje, maar het licht blijft aan en terwijl ze met een hand nog met haar stijve tepel speelt zie ik dat haar andere hand onderweg is naar haar slipje. Mijn pik steigert als ik zie dat ze haar hand tussen haar benen duwt en haar benen opent. Ze wrijft over haar hele schaamstreek, langzaam maar zeker zie ik hoe haar hand in haar slipje verdwijnt. Met een kloppende dikke pik zie ik hoe ze zich heerlijk verwend en ik denk eraan om mij hier en nu maar gewoon af te gaan trekken, ben er zo geil van. Ze steekt een glimmende vinger in haar mond en... ik kan haar bijna horen kreunen van genot... jeetje wat een geil wijffie zeg. Ze draait zich om en ik kijk nu naar haar heerlijke kont, zie haar billen onder de korte pijpjes uitbollen en ik slik ervan. Ze draait nu weer terug en tot mijn verbazing zie ik dat ze een grote dildo heeft gepakt, wow wow, het begint pas. Haar slipje heeft ze in no time uit en ze ligt nu met opgetrokken knieen wijdbeens, ik heb van hier een uitstekend zicht op haar gladgeschoren kutje en zie het glinsteren van opwinding. Het is echt een joekel van een ding, vleeskleurig met een grote eikel en ze wrijft hem stevig tegen haar opgewonden kutje aan. Haar heupen draaien wild, de eikel verdwijnt steeds meer in haar hete natte kut, totdat de eikel helemaal verdwenen is en ze meer gerichte neuk bewegingen met haar heupen begint te maken, de enorme penis verdwijnt steeds verder in haar geile grotje. Ik knijp even hard in mijn dikke pik en voel mijn zaad al borrelen in mijn ballen, wat is dit geil zeg. Sexy buurvrouw is op haar knieen gaan zitten, ik kijk nu tegen haar heerlijke kont aan en zie dat ze de penis bedreven met een hand diep in haar kutje duwt en met haar andere hand hard in haar tepels knijpt, ze ligt nu kronkelend op bed en is in extase. Ze duwt de penis harder en dieper in haar geile vochtigheid, wild zichzelf neukend, zie ik dat ze dicht bij een orgasme zit. Haar hand wrijft nu snel over haar clitoris en ik hoor het nu echt... ze kreunt... van genot en komt bevend klaar. Ook ik spuit met een grom mijn geile zaad, heet naar buiten, nog een golf en... oohh heerlijk. Ik ben even van de wereld en vergeet waar ik ben, als ik weer opkijk zie ik de buurvrouw van het bed afkomen en recht naar het raam lopen, ze kijkt me nu glimlachend aan, bedoelde je het zo Nick, is dit hoe je het voor je zag. Kom je dan nu naar binnen, het is volgens mij best wel fris buiten en ik wil niet dat je ziek wordt. Binnengekomen vrijen we nog wat en kletsen na over ons rollenspel van deze keer, ik was moe geworden van de buitenlucht en het zware orgasme, en doezelde al snel weg.

19 February 2026

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