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A Roommates Fantasy [M 20-30/F 20-30] [TW: Degrading] [Heterosexual Based Fantasy]
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*You come home early after a long day of work. As you walk towards your room you hear whimpers and moans coming from your roommates room.*
*Unaware you have come home early I begin moaning your name. My headphones in listening to music as I allow my imagination to run wild.*
*Hearing your name you walk towards my door*
*Moaning* god yes [insert your name here] mmm you feel so good. Please don't...don't stop.
*Becoming intrigued you come closer to my door pressing your ear against my door. Biting your lip as you hear my moaning. The buzzing of my toy becoming more noticeable.*
*Moaning louder as I begin fucking myself with my toy* oh fuck yes. God I love when you tease me. *Dripping wet from the thought of you fucking me with my toy*
*Biting your lip more as you notice your breathing becoming heavier as you continue to listen to me please my self from the thought of you*
*Moaning more as I grip the blanket covering me. My legs rubbing together as I whimper a bit. My breathing getting heavy as I feel myself getting closer and closer to a blissful release with each second*
*Your breathing becoming heavier as you lean in to the door more. Pressing your hand against the door as you listen more intently*
*Fucking myself with my toy harder hitting my sweet spots making me moan more and more.*
*Just as I'm on the brink of cumming your hand slips and the door creeks open. Caught of guard by the now open door and my covered but obviously naked body you blush a bit.*
*Embarrassed I quickly hide my toy after turning it off and sit up a bit. Catching my breath holding my blanket up I begin to nervously speak* Y-you're home e-early *blushing and I nervous laugh*
*Clears your throat and tries to answer back* Oh umm y-yeah got my work done early. I'm sorry I seem to be interrupting something. *Bites your lip as you look at me*
*Blushes bright red pressing my legs together* I ah... *Looks away shyly*
*Remembering what you heard before the door opened, you smirk and begin walking into the room* Well don't let me stop you
*Blushes as I bite my lip looking towards where I hid my toy*
*Slowly walking towards me* After all from what I heard the thought of me seemed to...well *smirks*
*Shyly blushes as I bite my lip...my thighs rubbing together* I ummm...
*You look at me with a lustful dominant look in you eyes* we'll go on *moving closer to me*
*I nervously pull out my vibrator from it's hiding spot and turn it on*
*You smirk as slowly walk towards me watching as I put my toy inside me*
*Gripping the sheets as I gasp a bit forgetting how sensitive I was*
*Biting your lip you take the blanket all the way off me* now that's much better...I get to enjoy the show now
*Blushing as I slowly move my toy in and out of my needy pussy* fuck *biting my lip trying not to lose control*
Awww such a good girl aren't you *you smile as you put your hand over mine your hand moving with mine as i move my toy*
*Moaning a bit as my instincts take over and my legs open more for you* Mmm *biting my lip more as I start to move the toy faster...my hips moving as the toy hits my sweet spots making me moan more*
Oh right here... *You thrust the toy in hitting my sweet spot causing my legs to twitch a bit* mmm that's a good girl moan for me
*Moaning more as I let go of my toy allowing you to take full control as I slip into my submissive head space* mmm fuck
*You begin to move my toy making it hit my sweet spot repeatedly. Your breathing getting heavier as you watch my body twitch and squirm in pleasure*
*Moaning louder and louder as you keep hitting my spot. Blushing I cover my mouth to muffle my moans*
Ah ah ah...naughty girl I want to hear every last one of your moans *you take my hand away from my mouth pinning them both above my head by my wrists as you thrust my toy* Now moan for me like a good girl
*Moaning out as you thrust my toy. My pussy dripping wet* ffuckkkk [insert name here] *moaning more as I feel myself getting close again*
Aww is my good girl getting close *you watch as my body twitches more* look at you...so needy...so... *You thrust my toy in fast and hard* fucking... *You thrust my toy hard and fast again* pathetic...
*Moaning uncontrollably as you keep thrusting my toy my breathing getting heavier* I'm...*blushes as I moan more my words barely able to make their way out of my lips* gonna...
Yes be a good fucking slut and... *You turn up my toy to max and begin thrusting it harder and harder going deeper showing my needy pussy no mercy* CUM...
*My back arching as I throw my head back in bliss. My moans eco through the house as I begin to cum. Moaning out your name*
*Smiles* you didn't think we were done did you? *You thrust my toy in all the way and push it against my sensitive sweet spots*
*I moan out as my legs begin to shake* wwait I... *Panting a bit as I go deep into my submissive headspace* fuckkk
[To be continued...]
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[B/B] My brother (22M) caught me (20M) masturbating UPDATE!
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I’m reposting an edited version to comply with subreddit rules
I’m thankful for the support i’ve gotten. I will ask that people don’t ask to see the video that i have of my brother helping me masturbate, as i am keeping that private. I understand why all of you ask, but i don’t plan on sharing.
Now to update you all. My brother got home from school the next day and my parents were home so we didn’t get to talk till that night. He was in bed and i asked if he wanted to talk about what happened. He said okay so we talked. He started by saying he didn’t obviously didn’t expect to do what we did, and he apologized and explained that he felt like he didn’t give me much choice. I told him that’s nonsense because he waited for my consent and i gave it to him. He agreed and i told him i really enjoyed it, and that i found it really hot. He said he’s not gay but it was more fun than just masturbating. I told him i don’t judge him for enjoying it, and that i would like to do it again sometime. He said he wasn’t sure but he’d think about it. He then went to sleep. I laid in bed and tossed and turned, i was so horny. I decided to go ahead and masturbate so i got up and took my pants and shirt off and climbed back in bed. I started slowly stroking, and it didn’t take long for me to see my brother get up. I stopped for a second and then i saw him drop his pants and climb back in bed. Then i hear a whisper. “Do you want to help me?” I quickly jumped up and came over to him, and i said “i would love to”. I climbed into his bed with him, and i began by rubbing his chest, feeling his chest hair and slowly rubbing down his chest to his belly and down to his pubic hair. He moaned once i got down there, he turned on the lamp so we could see better.
I asked if i could kiss his body, and he said he wasn’t sure about that so i said “okay i’ll just use my hands then”. I then slowly rubbed my fingers around his thighs and then onto his balls. I then began rubbing the tip of his dick while his precum was oozing out. I licked his precum off my fingers and he said “fuuuuck”. I told him his precum tastes good, and he said “thank you”. I finally grab his dick and start stroking it. He tells me how good it feels over and over. I could feel his warmth coming from his body, i could feel how horny he was getting. His dick was getting harder and harder in my hand. I told him i love how big it is and he said “thank you, i like yours too” I was shocked by this and i think he was too cause after he said “I mean like it looks cool i imagine” i laughed and thanked him. I started going a little faster, he then stopped me and asked “Would you think any different of me if i wanted a blowjob?” I laughed and told him “i’m bisexual, you are whatever you feel, i would love to give you a blowjob.” He then said “Okay, i think it would feel nicer than just a handjob.” I said i would love to, but just as i was getting in position we both heard my parents room door open. I jumped up and into my bed, covered up, and he did the same. My mom came in and told us she was leaving for work. We didn’t even think about what time it was. She asks me to come help her put something in the car that she needed to drop off, and i say i’ll help her. Only problem is, i’m obviously very naked.
She says okay and she stands by the door waiting, texting someone on her phone. I at this point have no choice, i tell her i’m undressed, and she says “Oh?” with a strange confused look. She then very oddly says “Okay well come on and hurry up i need to leave.” I say okay and i just go ahead and get up and go help her. So i’m walking with my mom, completely naked, then i help her with the furniture that i have to put in her car. The whole time i’m hard as a rock as i’m naked by my mom, who just interrupted the hottest moment of my life. I help her and she thanks me and gives me a hug. This isn’t unusual, it’s just unusual to do it naked.
I run back in and my brother is stressed out worrying she knew what was going on, i told him i don’t think so, and he is still worried, he then asks me to just finish him off, i ask “blowjob?” and he says “If you don’t mind” So i get back on his bed, i kiss his chest, and then i put my lips around his dick. He moans in pleasure, and tells me it feels good. I slowly move up and down his cock, i get it down most of my throat before i gag. He tells me how hot it is to hear me gag, and i tell him to make me gag. He then pushes my head down as far as i can fit and he exclaims how amazing it feels. I go up and down with his dick going in and out of my throat, and finally he says he’s going to cum. He then shoots load after load in my mouth and i swallow all of it and lick the remaining bits off his cock. I thank him and he thanks me.
I then say i have to go finish up what i was doing now and he asks me to stay in his bed and do it. I ask if he’s sure and he says yes. I lay beside him and begin stroking. He then asks if i want him to help and i say of course. He then begins stroking me. He grabs my balls while stroking, which feels amazing. I was already so horny and turned on from giving him a blowjob that i start cumming almost immediately. It lands all over both of us, and he looks almost lost what to do with it. I ask if he wants to taste it, and he said “i don’t know about that” However he then proceeded to lick a little off his finger. Then i say “Can i lick it off?” he agrees, so i lick my cum off his chest and fingers. I thank him and go lay in my bed and we go to sleep.
Ever since that night we’ve masturbated every night together. I give him a blowjob and he strokes my dick until i cum. The last time we did it, i enjoyed anal masturbation while he stroked me, so i fingered my ass while he gave me a handjob. He seemed curious about it, but didn’t question it much. I want to do more with him, id be lying if i said i didn’t want a blowjob from him, but i’ll let him explore whatever he wants. I also wish he would fuck me, but for now he seems to only want blowjobs and handjobs.
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[B/s] Two sisters, one girlfriend, and one exhausted guy
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Hello everyone, here to vent. Read my previous posts for context.
We are buying a house, a nice three bed two bath in the middle of suburbia. Getting everything in order has been a monstrous pain in the ass. I could sit here and explain why, but all you need to know is I wish I had a fucking mom or dad I could go to for help. Despite being 21 with a kid on the way, I still feel like a kid myself sometimes.
April and the baby are doing good. We thought it in our best interest and the babies’ to tell April’s doctor the nature of our relationship. They did genetic testing on April and I and told us there shouldn’t be anything of major concern to worry about, but our child has a high chance of being colorblind. April has been a handful though, for the past few weeks her appetite for sex has been insatiable, and her hormones have made her pretty moody.
Penny dropped out of college and is working. She still wants a baby of her own but did agree to wait at least until April has her baby. I should have been relieved, but I was oddly disappointed. I know it’s the smart thing to do, but seeing April’s body change with my baby, and feeling our emotional connection deepen even more has me wanting to get her pregnant, Peyton too. But of course that’s just the animal portion of my brain wanting me to breed like a rabbit.
Peyton’s still in school and working part time. My relationship with her has been going very well. We’re past the honeymoon phase and still enamored with one another. She’s done a 180 on her feelings about the baby, her and April are getting along fantastic and she’s already helping April plan out the nursery. She’s also been hitting the gym and looks fucking fantastic, and I’m illogically worried that she’ll snap out of it and realize she’s way too hot for me.
Penny is beginning to become more open sexually. She used to prefer it just be her and I, and would never think of touching another woman. But recently, we had our first foursome and she even let April go down on her. She kisses the other girls now, but is yet to do anything more than that.
I was just going to leave it here, but now thinking back on our foursome I want to tell you about it. It’s been a while since I wrote anything erotic so bare with me.
I took the girls out to dinner, and by the time we’d all finished eating I was a bit drunk and April was so riled up she was about to mount me right there in the restaurant. I’m sure we got odd looks as we waited for the valet and kisses were being passed around our quartet like candy on Halloween.
In the car, Peyton drove as my sisters hounded me. Each led one of my hands between their legs, April leaned back and played with her tits while Penny kissed at my face and neck while rubbing the bulge in my pants. Once home we left a trail of clothing to the bedroom, and as if we had rehearsed it beforehand I was quickly on my back, Peyton mounting my head, and my sisters on their bellies between my legs.
Once they’d swallowed my first load, Peyton went down on April as I went down on Penny beside them. After working my magic on Penny I was blessed with my loves laying side by side at the edge of the bed, legs open and presenting themselves to me. No man can make the choice of who to take first, so I did what any grown adult would, eeny-meeny-miney-moe.
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[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 18)
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The next morning felt strange. I woke up and for a second last night felt like a dream. It took me a second to realise that I had actually gone down on my sister and licked her out to orgasm. It was 10 in the morning when I woke up. I looked at my sister’s bed, it was neatly made and empty. I was off today but my sister and mum were working. I got up and had a shower and spent the rest of the day doing some chores and workout and by the time I finished and got home, it was about 5 in the evening.
I’d just sat down on the couch when I heard my sister get home.
She came to the living room and asked a few questions about my day and went upstairs. I was a bit nervous to face her after last night but she talked normal like nothing had happened which made all my nervousness disappear.
‘’Mum won’t be home till late, she’s going to see her sister,’’ my sister informed me as she entered the room. She was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, no bra and looked amazing as usual.
‘’We can watch a film if you’re not hungry,’’ I suggested and she agreed and went to the kitchen to get some snacks. I chose a film and played it. She sat beside me under the same blanket placing her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her.
I was loving the closeness, her soft body so close to me. Just a few weeks ago I was watching her with lust hoping to get a single touch but now I had her in my arms and we had experienced so many things together.
‘’You were amazing last night, I loved the surprise,’’ she told me resting her head on my shoulder.
‘’It really was, I enjoyed every second of it’’ I replied.
‘’I’m sure you did,’’ she said cheekily poking a finger on my belly.
We both went silent after that. She was running her hand on my inner thigh and it was driving me crazy. I was no longer paying attention to the movie. I couldn’t wait any longer and held her hand and placed it on my cock.
‘’Don’t be impatient, we have time’’ she looked up and said it smiling looking into my eyes.
Then went back and placed her head on my shoulder but now she was rubbing her hand on my hard cock over my pjs. I took the blanket off, I wanted to see her hand on my cock.
‘’Did you like tasting me last night?’’ she asked.
‘’I loved it, never knew you taste so good,’’ I said.
‘’I want to taste you too,’’ she said after a pause.
I didn’t reply. I paused for a second and then pulled my pjs down revealing my hard cock. Her head was still resting on my chest and her mouth was inches away from my throbbing cock.
She kept sliding her fingers up and down against my shaft. My heart was racing in the anticipation of what was coming next. My cock was throbbing. My hand was placed on her waist feeling her skin.
She took her time and just stayed there like that for quite a while. The wait was killing me. She eventually leaned down towards my cock. I could feel her breath on my shaft. Then I felt the wetness of her spit on the head and that spit ran down my shaft. My cock was throbbing by then, I was leaned back, my face facing the ceiling, eyes closed and both my hands gripping the sofa cushions tightly. I was literally holding my breath waiting for my sister’s mouth to touch my cock.
I felt her leaning down further and eventually felt the softness of her lips in the tip of my cock. She kiss it. I then felt her tongue rolling in the head of my cock and she kissed it again, this time more of the tip felt the inside of her mouth. She repeated it a few times. Rolling her tongue on my cock and kissing it and every time more and more of my cock was getting the feel of her mouth. I felt more spit landing on my cock and she moved her hand up and down my cock and covered it with her spit. I was leaning back harder and harder, it was getting it difficult for me to get stay still since my cock felt so sensitive. I’ve had bjs before but never felt this sensitive to the touch of a mouth. Perhaps, the fact that it was my sister’s mouth was making it feel this way.
My cock was now covered with her spit before even feeling the inside of her mouth. She moved her hand back and forth on my shaft and pressed her head down with open mouth and took my cock in. ‘’Ahhhhhh fuuuuck,’’ I moaned as half my shaft slid inside her mouth. She took it out and slid it back in, this time taking more of it in.
‘‘Fffuuuuuck,’’ I moaned as more and more of my cock slid inside her mouth. I was still leaving back, trying to stay still. She was moving it in and out of her mouth and I was clutching onto sofa cushions. She then pushed her head down all the way. I felt her lips on my cock. She had taken all of it in. She chocked for a moment before she took my cock out. She didn’t stop after. She was feasting on my cock moving her head back and forth. Rubbing my cock with her hand, spitting on it and then taking it back in her mouth.
I opened my eyes and looked down and saw my sister’s head move up and down on my cock at varied speed. Sometimes hard and sometimes slow. I moved my hand down and felt her dangling tits as she sucked my cock. Her shirt was in the way so I leaned forward and used both my hands to take her shirt off. She let my cock go for a second to take her shirt off and quickly went back down and slid my cock in her mouth. I was feeling the back of her throat with my cock.
The view now was amazing. I dangling boobs were touching my thighs as she sucked my cock. I was squeezing her boobs as hard as I could as she devoured my cock. Grip of her lips was strong. Her throat was sloppy and wet. The sounds of her choking on it were just amazing. I was getting to close. I was surprised that I had survived this long without cumming.
I didn’t know where to cum. I didn’t know if she was expecting me to cum in her mouth. I just decided to give her a warning when I’m about to cum and then she could have decided where to receive my cum. She kept going. Harder and harder. Kept sucking it. Kept checking on it. Kept rubbing it when she took it out of her mouth to breath. I was there. I really wanted to cum in her mouth and just the thought of it pushed me over the edge.
‘’Ahhh ffffuckkk I’m cumming, I’m cumming,’’ I moaned hard as I tried to hold as long as a could. She didn’t stop. Kept sucking it, and took it as deep in her throat as she possibly cook and that when I just exploded.
I had the biggest orgasm of my life. My whole body had the biggest orgasm of my life I should say. I groaned/screamed as a came so fucking hard deep inside my sister’s mouth. It didn’t phase her for a second and she kept sucking me, her lips tightly wrapped around my cock.
I thought she’d let my cum fall back on my cock like she did with her bf but not a drop escaped her mouth. I could feel her gulping and swallowing as she slowed down moving her head on my cock and just holding my cock still in her mouth as I shot the last of my cum.
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Free used [m]y girl be[f]ore work
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Her alarm abruptly stopped my sleep. It didn't take her long to stop it, but it was too late for me. "What time is it?" "Only 7, so enought time to sleep left," she replied. She kissed me and turned around, falling asleep quickly. I, however, could not get back to sleep. Instead I got my phone and started scrolling the usual apps: the news, mail and eventually Reddit. I read some stories that got me aroused, but I knew she needed her sleep so I let her be.
When her alarm rang again, it was time for her to get up. She asked me if I wanted to take a shower with her, but I politely declined. The bed was warm and the rest was cold. She took off and I kept scrolling. When she came back, she was fully dressed. She wore pants that really showed off her ass, it was a mix between pants and leggings. I made a remark about that and she said she did that especially for me.
Now, not long ago we talked about a sign for free-use. We discussed some hair pin to be the sign for me to use her however I wanted, within reason of course. We didn't particularly agree on anything yet, but she liked the idea and I saw she was wearing one. That got me thinking...
She went to the living room to do her makeup as I slowly got out of bed as well. I put on some clothes, left my pants unbuttoned to leave my semi-hard dick some room. I decided to just go for it and see how she'd react. I peaked around the corner to see her sitting on the couch, caught up in the moment. She looked at me shortly, before turning to her little mirror again. This was not the time.
I decided to brush my teeth first and wait for a better moment. While brushing my teeth, she walked over to the kitchen and started doing stuff there. This was my moment, I decided. I walked up to her, got behind her and shortly hugged her from behind. Quickly I grabbed her boobs, before bending her over. “What’s happening?” she asked. I didn’t reply. Instead, I pulled her pants and thong down, rubbed her pussy a little, spat on my dick and stuck it inside her. She let out a moan immediately.
I started thrusting in her, long and deep strokes. Her pussy felt good, as always. I pounded and pounded while pushing her down. She was trapped, nowhere to go but stand there and take my dick. It was hot. So hot it didn’t take me long to cum inside her warm, wet pussy.
I pulled out, pulled up my pants, gave her a kiss and told her to get ready to go. I left the kitchen, leaving her behind. She did as she was told and within a few minutes, we were outside her door waiting for the elevator. Her cheeks were red, her eyes were wide open and she said “I’m so turned on right now!”
Later, when we were both working she texted me “I still feel your cum dripping from me”. I thought that was really hot too.
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Italian Stallian
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Some time ago, my wife of six years and I ended up sitting near a handsome Italian guy (strong accent) at lunch. We heard him order. My wife, American born from an Italian family and fluent in Italian, was intrigued by his accent. She leaned toward his chair to ask, and discover, he was from Sicily. She looked at me, eyebrows raised in question, and from my nod of acceptance, she invited him to join us. He moved over to our booth and ordered wine for everybody, his treat. Lots of wine. Did I mention how much wine? Stories flowed. I, largely ignored, listened to them talk, often in Italian (which I don't speak).
Two hours later, after I returned from a restroom break, my wife had moved around the booth to sit by him. What the hell? I slid into my side of the booth, surprised at the change in seating. The talking, by which I mean flirting, escalated. My wife sat so close to her new friend, they were almost cuddling. They clinked their glasses together when they sipped the wine. Both of them consumed two full bottles over the three and a half hours we spent at that almost never-ending lunch.
When the waiter came to ask if we needed anyting, I saw him smirk, since he knew the meal started with the woman on my side of the booth. Not long after the switch in seating, our new Italian friend asked my wife for a date for Friday. Suddenly remembering I existed, my wife glanced across the table. Not missing a beat, our new friend followed her gaze and said to me, "It's ok with you, yes? I make sure she has an amazing time."
Stunned at the brazen question, and seeing no protest from my blushing bride, I asked her, "Do you want to go on a date with this guy?" She answered with more blushing, followed by a shrug and a bashful grin. To put this in perspective, during our six years of marriage, we had previously had a threesome with another girl and one with another guy. So her being with someone else was not totally unheard of in our relationship. But this, well, this was a whole new level.
Reeling from the rapidly escalating events, I tried to focus. Clearly this was something she wanted. I could say no and risk her disappointment, or say yes and endure the angst of knowing my wife was with another man. Since our marriage already had not been totally exclusive, I chose what, in the heat of the moment, I considered the lesser of two evils.
Our friend walked us to the exit. It was mid-afternoon and the restaurant was nearly empty as they readied for the evening crowd. Our friend shook my hand, but gave my wife a long hug and a short kiss on the lips before they separated. The waiter was nearby, again with a smirk on his face. He saw me looking, shook his head and turned away.
The promised limo arrived on Friday. She slid inside, waved at me and left. Later she texted me not to worry, that she would be gone longer than expected. She returned home...Monday evening, with tales of a whirlwind trip to Vegas on his private jet. She found the whole experience amazing. She said she always wore her wedding rings, even when they met some of his friends, who tactfully chose not to comment on her marrital status.
After the trip, she glowed when discussing the fun of sex and dating while married. Apparently the nautiness of it all raised the excitement. She took lots of photos, including several while they had sex, and shared them all with me. While the pictures of them having sex were erotic, for some reason the most erotic photo to me was of them kissing in front of the Bellagio fountains, taken for her by one of his friends. The fact that she asked for the picture and positioned herself so that her glinting wedding rings showed clearly, reinforced how completely my wife was giving herself to another man in front of his friends and in public.
She complained that though fun, her boyfriend, as she referred to him, was self-absorbed. Nevertheless, she enjoyed his money and company enough to join him on a few more multi-day trips over the next year, once to the Bahamas, again to Vegas and once to New York.
She remained "otherwise" faithful to me and we remained "otherwise" happily married. She perhaps, more happily than me. Eventually her Italian Stallion stopped calling, perhaps after moving on to another conquest.
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It was an extremely thrilling experience [25M][21F]
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It was a wild night of drinking and partying, and my boyfriend and I were both feeling the buzz. We decided to head back to his car, and things quickly got heated. Our makeout session turned into something more intense as we couldn't keep our hands off each other.
Without warning, my boyfriend unzipped his pants and quickly removed my clothes. I could feel his hard shaft pressing against me, and I knew exactly what he wanted. I eagerly climbed on top of him and began riding him hard. We were so lost in the moment that we didn't even care that we were in a parking lot.
Our passion and desire were at an all-time high as we both moaned and gasped with pleasure. We were completely consumed by the moment, and nothing else mattered. The car windows fogged up from our intense heat, and we were in our own little world of pleasure.
Before we knew it, my boyfriend came inside of me, and we collapsed into each other's arms, both of us completely spent. As we caught our breath, we both knew that this was an unforgettable moment that we would always treasure. We were as horny as hell, and that made everything even more thrilling.
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[B/S] Update + hotel sex
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It’s been a week since my last post here so I thought I’d post a little update and what me and my sister did on our Friday night.
I took note and awareness of some of the things people said on my last post. I’ve since started changing up the location of where me and my sister have sex, meaning we don’t go to the same spot every time like we used to. I’ll take the small extra amount of time to find a good quiet spot with little to none human traffic so it’s just us two alone with no one around while we get busy in my car.
Tonight me and my sister came up with a plan. We both told our mum we were ‘going out for the night’. We would leave the house at separate times and meet up afterwards. My sister left before me, I left about half hour after my sister. She walked to the pick up spot, I picked her up and Instead of driving us to a quiet area I surprised my sister and took her to a hotel. It wasn’t nothing special nor was it supposed to be a big occasion, just a more comfortable alternative than the back seats of my car.
We were a bit nervous, thinking people would assume that we were brother and sister but it was the opposite. The woman at the front desk said we were a “cute looking couple”. We took our room key and went up to our room, the first thing we did was have sex in a comfortable bed. We plan to do it a few more times before we check out in the morning.
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I (f21) took my first bbc & first creampie (M24) [MF]
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It was a fun day to say the least.
One of my coworkers, let’s call him….Sam, had been kind of flirting with me lately. I wasn’t totally sure I wanted to do anything with him because I didn’t know him all that well, but alas, my horny brain took over.
He was tall, maybe 6’2” and had dark skin, short hair, and brown eyes. He was broad, but very muscular. Sam was confident and walked around like he knew he was good looking.
One day I was working in my station and he approached me.
“When are you gonna stop making me be so curious about you?” Sam asked.
I felt my cheeks flush. Was he flirting with me? “What about me?” I asked.
“Just you. I just wanna know more about you.”
“Don’t you have my number?”
“Yeah,” he said. “I’ll text you.” We said goodnight and he left.
I didn’t hear from him that night, but about a week later I got a message from him.
‘Come over’ it read. He sent his address right after. I was still at work, but he’d already left. I messaged him back and told him I’d come by once I was finished.
I ended up at his place around 6am. I was really nervous because this is one of the first times I’d ever just hooked up with someone I didn’t know very well. I’m surprisingly a very shy person.
He gave me a hug when I got there and brought me to his bedroom. We sat on his bed and chatted for a little, movie playing in the background. After a little while, he out his backs on my thighs.
“Why are you so nervous?” Sam asked. He had a slight smirk on his face.
With my nervous grin, I said, “I just am. I’m just shy.”
“Come here then,” he said, and he pulled me in to kiss me. His lips were big and soft, like his hands. After a moment, he pulled away and asked, “Still nervous?”
“A little,” I said with a smile. But I had relaxed a bit more.
Sam was strong, with a build like a football played. He easily pulled my body towards him and on to his lap. He started to kiss me harder. Then he flipped me over and put me on my back.
While we kissed, he started to rub his hand over my leggings. I was starting to feel myself getting warm and wet. Sam started to push his finger slightly into my over my clothes, making me want him badly.
He pulled down my leggings and my underwear. He started to kiss my sides and my thighs. “You have such a beautiful body,” he said. He put his fingers back to my clit and started to move them against me. I closed my eyes and moaned softly at his touch.
A moment later, Sam stopped and said, “I can’t wait anymore.” With that, he slid his hard cock, which was definitely over 8inches, straight into my wet pussy. I’d never taken a dick as big as his before. I let out a cry of surprise and pleasure.
He started to thrust slowly, gripping my curves with his hands. “Your body turns me on so much,” he said. He grabbed one of my legs and maneuvered it to my head and started to fuck me faster. “You’re so wet for me,” he grunted.
I was feeling so much pleasure throughout my body. All I could focus on was that feeling radiating through me. Soon, he grabbed my body, moved me and adjusted me like I was just his rag doll to fuck.
I was melting.
He flipped me on to my stomach and started to fuck me in the prone-bone position. His dick had a slight curve to it, and at this angle, it felt like ecstasy. I was moaning loud with every one of his thrusts. His dick was so big that I could feel him hitting my cervix. It hurt a little, but the pleasure was overwhelming and overshadowed the discomfort by a lot.
As he was grunting above me, I said through my moans, “You don’t have to pull out when you cum.”
“You on birth control?” Sam asked. I nodded. He grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back with one hand. He started to fuck me faster. It was getting hard to keep my moans quiet.
He moved his other hand up and pinned my ponytail to the bed. All of these added up and I started to feel something in me.
“You know what,” I managed to say.
“What?”
“Nobody’s ever cum inside of me before,” I said. It was true. This was my first time having sex without a condom.
After hearing that, it seemed to motivate him to just fuck me harder.
Suddenly, a huge stream squirted out of me with a loud moan. I was in too much bliss to really know what was going on. My first thought was that he came, but I realized that wasn’t it when he kept fucking me.
My heart was pounding and my head was genuinely spinning from the orgasm I’d just had. Sam was still fucking me hard and it was drawing out the climax, making the comedown take longer and feel better.
A couple of minutes later, he grunted loudly and thrusted himself all the way into mt at full force. The impact caused my to yelp and tighten around him. I felt him throb a couple of times as he used his hand to grip the sides of my ass.
Sam stilled over me for a moment and then pulled himself out of me. He quickly grabbed a towel from a drawer and put it under me before his load could leak out of me.
He got back into bed and cuddled up next to me. We just hung out like this for a bit until he started to get hard again. Eventually he bent me over the couch in his room and fucked me until he filled me up a second time. I didn’t squirt that time, but I definitely had an amazing orgasm.
We still hook up sometimes. That first experience is one I’ll never forget though!!
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[U/ni] My Niece Asked to See My Dick (Part 5)
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[Earlier posts and other stories here!](https://www.reddit.com/user/ardresac/submitted/)
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When I woke up in my bed the next morning, I wasn't sure what happened first: opening my eyes, or registering the smell of bacon. I'm pretty sure it was the bacon. I looked over and my clock showed 10:06. Good time for breakfast on a Sunday.
I went downstairs and had breakfast with my niece. She had prepared two plates of bacon, scrambled eggs with cheese, seasoned potatoes, and toast with butter and jelly. And this wasn't some special breakfast to commemorate all the crazy sexual shit we had done the day before - this was totally normal Courtney behavior whenever she stayed over. She might just be my favorite person.
As usual, cleanup was a team effort. I'm not a *total* jerk, even though I do have my moments.
"So, you got any crazy plans today?" I asked Court while rinsing off our plates and loading them into the dishwasher.
"Nothing as crazy as yesterday," she replied, wiping off the kitchen counter where we had eaten. "But I was probly gonna go to the mall with Lana."
About an hour later, Courtney was walking out the door to meet her friend, who was parked in the driveway.
"Be careful, Baby," I called out to her as she was walking out the door. She just looked back at me and made a cute little kissy-face at me before closing the door and taking off in her friend's car. It was half-past noon. I wound up spending most of the day playing video games, checking up on work stuff, and thinking about Courtney.
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"Lucy, I'm home!" Courtney called in her best Ricky Ricardo voice as she walked in the front door and ran up the stairs to her bedroom. Er, the guest bedroom... whatever.
Once Court had changed into her home clothes - an oversized T-shirt and I can only assume underpants, or maybe underpants and some short pajama shorts - she came downstairs and joined me on the living room couch. Once she sat down, her shirt rode up a little bit, and I could see that she was wearing panties, but no shorts. Nothing out of the ordinary, just something I hadn't thought about when she had stayed over with me before.
"You ladies have fun?" I asked her.
"Ladies," she snorted. "Yeah, I guess so." she looked over at me and her eyes were a little red. Maybe stoned? Whatever, that's her business. She's an adult now, uh, technically.
"Court, I really hope no one saw those pictures on your phone," I said with some concern in my voice.
She snorted again and rolled her eyes. "Duh," she said.
"We need to delete those, Babe. C'mon."
"But-I-don'-wanna," she pouted like a little kid.
I realized that I didn't want to either. "Okay, well, send them to *me,* and then delete them, deal?"
"You'll keep them safe?" she asked me.
"Secret. Safe," I assured here. "Let's get to it, Babe."
Courtney emailed me the pictures, and the one short video. She was about to text them to me over SMS, but instead I had her send them to an obscure email of mine from an obscure email of hers. Then I watched as she deleted the files from her phone. She sighed with disappointment as she did.
"Don't *worry,* Babe, I'll keep them, remember?" I asked rhetorically.
"Can we see them now?" she asked.
I had an idea. I told Courtney to sit tight while I ran over to my office. I opened my "obscure" email and found the message from Courtney. I downloaded the files and placed them in a new folder that I shared on my home network and made accessible from my living room computer, which was hooked up to my living room TV.
I returned to the living room, turned on both the computer and the TV, grabbed my Steam controller which doubles as a mouse, and plopped back down on the couch next to my niece.
"All right, let's see here..." I said to myself as I opened Windows explorer and navigated to network shares. I opened the folder I had created. Immediately the thumbnails were visible.
"Click on that one!" Courtney said, pointing excitedly to the screen. I wasn't sure which one she meant, so I opened one of the photos at random. The TV screen filled with an image of Courtney in my office, kneeled down on the floor, natural light hitting her from the left side, and my sperm coating her face in streaks and puddles.
"No, no!" Courtney exclaimed. "The video!"
I should have known. I closed the photo viewing program and opened the one video file we had made - when I ejaculated into my niece's mouth last night.
It began playing automatically. I glanced over and Courtney's eyes were wide and glued to the TV. Her mouth was open slightly. She looked like a person who was thinking of absolutely nothing but the images that played in front of her face.
I looked back over at the TV just in time to see the first spurt of cum land on my niece's forehead. We both watched intently as I finished on her face and in her mouth.
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The default video player on my computer was set to repeat, so the video started over as soon as it ended. The video was only about 20 seconds long. It played, finished, and started over again. Then Courtney said:
Courtney: "You really cum a *lot*, Uncle Dave."
Uncle Dave: "Uh-huh. I thought you hadn't even *seen* a guy's dick before? You've got no frame of reference, Dear," I teased her.
Courtney: "I *have,* just not in person. I mean, until yesterday. But the guys in porn don't cum this much."
"Well, I'm sorry that's such a problem for you," I teased her again while continuing to watch the video.
"It's not!" Courtney exclaimed defensively. "I mean, I was kinda nervous, but then I got some of it in my mouth, and..." she trailed off.
*"And?"* I prompted her. We both continued to watch the TV as the video of me cumming over Court's face played on repeat.
"And it tasted okay, I guess," she said quietly, like she was embarassed.
Hearing her say that turned me on way too much - I immediately became almost fully hard. I did my best to hide it without drawing too much attention, but I failed.
"Is your cock hard, Uncle Dave?" Courtney asked in what must have been the most innocent voice she was able to muster. I told her it was.
"Can I see it again?" she asked in a quiet voice that was almost a whisper.
"I guess it's nothing you haven't seen before," I replied casually as I pulled my pajama pants and boxers down and kicked them off to my left on the floor. I was fully hard now, and my dick thwapped up against my stomach once it was released from the waistband of my pajama pants.
"Is it true that, uhm, that if it gets hard and you don't do anything with it, it starts to hurt?" Courtney asked while gazing at my penis.
"Yeah," I replied, "if it stays hard for too long my balls get kind of sore. But also," I continued, "there's more if it stays hard for a while."
*"More?"* Courtney asked incredulously. "Like, more cum?" she clarified. She sounded interested.
"Yeah, there's usually more if I get really worked up for a while before finishing," I replied, trying to sound as casual as possible. Without thinking, my right hand wandered to the base of my penis, and I held it stiffly upright, and began to slowly stroke my shaft.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Courtney interrupted me, tugging my arm away from myself.
"What's the big rush?" She asked, holding my arm and looking at me like I was doing something ridiculous. To be fair, I suppose I was.
"Well it's out!" I defended myself, and chuckled as if someone had caught me stealing a bite of their cereal. "That's what guys do when it's out, Babe," I told her as if it was something everyone knows.
"Okay, well, stop it, okay?" She said with a funny kind of joking authority, and she placed my hand to the side of my right thigh, and then quickly moved her hand to the base of my penis, and held it upright.
"So how long does it take?" Courtney asked. She was still holding my dick at the base, but she was watching the video on the TV again.
"Huh?" I replied, unsure. "Oh, you mean how long until there's... more?" I asked.
"Yeah," she clarified. "More."
I thought for a moment - first about how long it actually takes, then about just how in the hell my innocent little niece had porned herself into being an absolute cumslut. It was weird. Unexpected. I felt so guilty and so excited. I always thought she was just about the prettiest thing I had ever seen, but I had never thought of her like \*this\* until yesterday.
"About 20 minutes, why?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"DBZ! DBZ!" Courtney exclaimed. "And I'm gonna hold it the whole time and make sure it stays hard. One episode."
Sounded good to me. I chuckled and leaned over to grab the Steam controller that was connected to the living room computer. I closed the video and navigated to my other network share where I store all of my TV shows. I pulled up the DragonBallZ folder and opened the next episode.
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As Goku continued on his way to King Kai's miniature planet, and as Gohan continued his training with the brutal Piccolo, Courtney continued holding my penis at the base, occasionally running her fingers lightly over my balls.
I stayed hard for the first 5 minutes or so, but with no real stimulation, and my focus shifting from Courtney to the episode we were watching (hey, I love Dragonball, okay?), I began to lose the full strength of my erection.
"Uh, Uncle Dave..." Courtney complained, and I knew why.
"Yeah, I know, here, try moving your hand up a little bit," and she did. Her little hand was now gripping around my shaft at about the midway point, but a little too tight.
"Loosen up a little, Baby," I told her, and her grip loosened a little bit.
"All right, just go up and down gently until it's hard again," I instructed her. She did, and in a moment I was fully hard again.
"It worked! I did it!" Courtney exclaimed, and she started to go faster and faster. It felt good --- too good.
"Baby, Baby---" I began, and she immediately stopped, but kept her hand wrapped around my cock in the same way.
"Oh, yeah, I got a little carried away, huh, Uncle Dave?" She said, looking over with a big dumb smile on her face.
"Do what you want, but I might finish too soon if you keep that up like that," I told her.
"Okay! I'll only do that when it stops being hard." She said, and her left hand returned to the base of my penis where she held it upright while occasionally grazing my balls with her fingers, and her attention returned to the TV.
Before the episode was over, Courtney had to jerk me off briefly a couple of times to keep my dick completely hard. Eventually the episode ended, and the credits song began to play.
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"So... like... theres more now?" Courtney asked as the episode ran through its credits.
"Should be, yeah," I told her. "It's pretty much a scientific fact."
"But in science, don't you always have to try to prove your hypotheses?" Courtney asked innocently.
"That's true," I said, raising my eyebrows thoughtfully. "Glad to see all that money your dad spent on your schooling didn't go to waste," I joked with her.
"I went to \*public\* school," she joked back to me. "So can we test our hypothesis, Uncle Dave?" She always sounded so innocent and perfect when she called me "Uncle Dave." I'm glad she never stopped that - I think a lot of people start calling their uncles and aunts by their first names later on in life, but not Courtney.
"Yeah, Baby," I said as I relaxed and slouched a little further down. I put my arm around my niece and began to stroke her soft brown hair, grazing her scalp with my the tips of my fingers. Courtney began to breathe harder.
"Can I do it?" She asked, again in a quiet voice like before. "Can I make you cum?" She looked over at me and I began to breathe harder too.
"Yeah, Baby," I said again, this time speaking in a quiet voice myself. I strongly felt a deep, primal part of myself that did not want the universe to know what we were doing. I quickly looked around and was relieved to see that all the blinds were closed.
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Courtney stood up and pulled her shirt off as she began to turn back around to face me. Instinctually I reached to my left, grabbed a small couch pillow and placed it on the floor between my legs. My niece, topless now and wearing just a pair of cotton panties, knelt down in front of me about as soon as I had the pillow on the ground and before I even had a chance to relax again. Her large pale breasts jiggled as she settled into position. I wanted to kiss her soft pink nipples and feel them become hard in my mouth.
Courtney placed her hands on my thighs and began to lean forward slowly. Her breasts grazed my knees as she did. She was breathing hard from excitement.
Abruptly she stopped inching forward, and looked up at me. "Will you tell me what to do?" she asked, still breathing fast and looking as serious as I had ever seen her. Wow. I had never done this before, but it came surprisingly easy to me to give someone blowjob instructions.
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I inhaled a sharp breath. "Okay, Baby," I began, "but you can stop anytime if you want, okay?"
Courtney snorted. "Hokay," she said, rolling her eyes, as if the idea of her stopping was incredibly stupid.
"Okay, baby. Take my cock in your hand like you had it before, and do it like you were doing earlier."
"Okay," Courtney replied as if she was in a daze. She slowly brought her hand to my penis, held it gently at the halfway point, and started to move her hand up and down.
"Is that good?" She asked with wide eyes, sounding unsure.
"It's good, Baby," I reassured her. "Start licking my balls, but keep doing what you're doing," I instructed my young niece.
"Yes, Uncle Dave," she said as she leaned towards my scrotum. Her right hand continued to work on my penis, and her left hand remained on my thigh. She leaned forward and I saw her mouth open wide. A moment later I felt her slippery tongue press flat against the right side of my scrotum and begin to glide upwards. Once she had reached the base of my shaft, she brought her mouth back down to my balls and repeated the motion. It felt incredible.
"Do you think you can fit it in your mouth?" I asked, looking down at her.
She didn't look up, but a curious look crossed her eyes. Then she brought her tongue back into her mouth and fastened her lips to the right side of my scrotum. I felt some suction, and then my right testicle was safely in my niece's mouth.
"Use your tongue, Baby," I reminded her, and soon her delicious tongue was caressing me in her mouth.
A moment passed with my right ball in Courtney's mouth. "Now do the other one, Baby," I continued to instruct her.
"You're really naughty, Uncle Dave," Courtney said to me before reconnecting to the other side.
I reached down and stroked her soft brown hair. "Hey, you said you wanted instructions," I teased her. "If it gets too naughty, we can always stop," I teased her further.
Her answer was to begin caressing me with her tongue again. I think I knew what she meant: "As if." (do people still say that?)
I grinned down at my beautiful little niece. I decided it was finally time. "Do you wanna suck it, Baby?" I asked her sweetly. I ran my fingers through her hair.
She looked up at me and nodded, her mouth still full. Show time.
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"Okay, Baby. Just start with the tip and see how far you can get down, but don't rush yourself," I instructed her.
Her mouth disconnected from my scrotum with a gasp for air. She held my penis upright, fully hard, and gazed at it with some sort of detached sexual hunger. I was not prepared for or expecting what happened next:
My niece positioned her face over my penis, and pushed a thick glob of spit out of her mouth. It landed directly over my urethra and cascaded down my shaft. Then she took the head of my penis into her mouth. I felt her slippery tongue caressing me all over as she slid the first inch of my shaft into her mouth. She continued, slowly, gradually, and another two inches were in her mouth and I was partially down her throat. She pushed through the final few inches, and I was now fully in her mouth; her lips were pressed against the very base of my penis, and none of my penis could be seen at all.
I watched with an amazed expression: How was she able to do this? Did it just come naturally? Had she practiced? Was this *really* her first rodeo...? I was surprised to find myself hoping that it was, and I realized that I would have jealous feelings if that wasn't the case.
Courtney finally came up off of me with another gasp for air, louder this time. Bubbles of spit cascaded from the tip of my penis downward. She brought her right hand back to my penis and began to glide it up and down slowly. With her left hand she grabbed her phone, which was on the couch to my right. She placed it on my stomach, which was at a mostly flat angle due to the way I was slouched down on the couch.
Without a second thought I opened the camera app on Courtney's phone, selected "Video", and started recording. After the beep indicated the recording had started, Courtney looked up at me and asked innocently into the camera:
"Can I suck it some more, Uncle Dave?" She sounded like a kid asking for a second bowl of ice cream.
"Of course you can, Baby," I replied sweetly to my niece, and before I was done talking she had already begun to work my dick back down her throat. I kept the camera steady on her. She held me fully in her mouth for a few seconds, and then came back up. When she reached the tip, she did not take me out of her mouth, but instead went back down, more smoothly and quickly this time. Once she reached the base, she immediately began going back up again.
After a few wonderful cycles like this, I had to ask:
"Baby, how are you so good at this?" I tried not to sound too skeptical.
She took me out of her mouth, this time with an even louder gasp for air which sent bubbles of spit frothing away from her mouth when she disconnected.
"I practice on my toy at home and watch blowjob videos," she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Can I get back to work now?" she ran her right hand up and down my slippery shaft a few times.
"Please do," I replied, and she put me back into her mouth and began sucking again. I watched in amazement, still making sure to keep the camera steady and trained on Courtney.
After a few more minutes, I realized that I was becoming closer, which was good because Courtney was breathing harder and faster, and was clearly becoming quite tired. She breathed a sharp breath in and out of her nose each time her head came back up.
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"Honey, I'm getting closer," I told her as I rubbed her soft arm with the backs of my fingers.
She responded not with words, but by going faster, which made her breathe even harder. She still didn't take me out of her mouth, and she breathed only through her nose. At one point, when she held me fully in her mouth, she snorted involuntarily, which created a bubble of snot in her left nostril. Still she kept me in her mouth, and continued her increased pace. Now as she breathed, a small amount of mucus entered and exited her nose.
I know that probably sounds kind of gross, but seeing her press on with out stopping and wiping her face and nose was very impressive. She really wanted to please her Uncle Dave - and she was.
"Baby, I'm about to cum," I finally told her. She took me out just long enough to say: "Cum in my mouth," and then she went back to sucking at the same pace.
I started cumming at one of the points where my penis was mostly out of her mouth. After the first spurt, her eyes grew wide and she made a surprised "Hrmmp!" sound, keeping me in her mouth.
She kept me there, with just the tip of my penis (not even the full head) in her mouth. She brought her right hand up to my shaft and began to milk me into her mouth. I watched through the camera, and she was looking up, directly into the lens. She looked so beautiful with a big cock in her mouth. Knowing that it was mine made her even more beautiful.
After about 8 good spurts, I was done cumming, but Courtney still held me in her mouth, stroking my shaft toward her face.
I ran my fingers through her soft hair. "All done, Baby Girl," I said quietly to her.
She came up off of me, pursing her lips tightly closed. It was obvious that her mouth was full.
I was still filming. "Open up, Sweetheart," I instructed her, and she opened her mouth wide to show the camera what she had. She angled her face to give the camera a good view. She lapped the puddle with her tongue, and in the phone's screen I could see my sperm cascading over her delicious tongue.
"Do you wanna swallow it, Baby?" I asked as sweetly as I could.
She nodded with her mouth still open, looking directly into the camera. Her eyes were wide and innocent. When her head moved, I could see the pool at the bottom of her mouth slosh forward and backward.
"Drink it, Baby," I instruced her. She closed her mouth tight, and I could hear the sound of her swallowing a single loud gulp. I remember hoping that the camera had picked up that sound in the video.
"That was really yummy, Uncle Dave!" Courtney said directly into the lens.
"You did a really good job, Baby," I told her. "I love you so much, I added."
"I love you more!" She replied, and kissed the underside of my penis at the tip.
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roommate wants to free use me part2
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I spent the week applying for jobs and have gotten no interviews, and the more I thought about the situation the more tempted I was to accept my roommates’ offer of taking care of the bills in return for free using me. I did my make-up, beach-curled my long hair and put on my grey skims dress and waited for my roommates to come home.
Once I heard his key turn in the door i got myself to the door. He opened the door and immediately froze, he couldn’t believe that I was on my knees for him, closed the door and took a deep breath. I said hi. My roommate asked “why are you on the floor” I told him that I wanted to accept his offer, and that he could use me five times per week. He said “no way, i will only pay your rent if I can’t use you whenever I want” then he tilted my chin up and said “I want you to have fun, if at any point you want me to stop or don’t feel like doing something, just let me know” hearing this relaxed me a lot.
In that moment I realized that being at my roommates feet was turning me on. So I gathered all the courage I had in me and told him “I’m yours, use me” his eyes lit up and with one move he picked me up from the floor and carried me to his room…
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[B/S] I am VERY into incest. It's all I can think about anymore<> I made him cum update
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I posted yesterday and you can see my page for the last one. I got FLOODED with responses. Just going to say that I do not want to groom anyone. Zero interest in grooming or sleeping with anyone that doesn't want to sleep with me. If there were some scenario where my dad was offering to sleep with me but he didn't want to I wouldn't want it. I don't want to spend time convincing someone to have sex with me that is very pathetic to me. I don't want to get the idea in their head and warp their mind into fucking me that's just really fucking lame to me. I can handle myself. I would love to fuck my dad/sister/mom but I just know it won't happen. My parents are happily married and my sister is very straight. My brother looks at me and I can tell he likes me so that is why my urge has been at an all time high lately. I always wanted to sleep with a family member but just knowing that my little brother is looking at my body and possibly thinking dirty things is taking my mind places. I never saw incest as attainable but now I do so it's like my body just craves it even more.
I was in a relationship for a year and a half and spent most of my time at his apartment. I "lived" at home but I would work and sleep at his apartment majority of the time. The relationship ended so I've been spending a lot of time at home and my brother has been looking at me different. I know that I have a very extreme incest fetish so I could see something as more than it is but this was clear. I'm really good at picking up on signals. I was at a event I won't specify a few weeks ago and family and friends were there and I kissed my cousin. She was looking at me and checking me out. We went somewhere private and kissed a little. I could tell that was all she wanted and I'd never push anyone. I didn't try to feel her up or anything. Just put my arms around her and kissed her. It scratched the incest itch a lot. I've thought about that a lot. But with my brother I can tell he wants more than that. I know he's a virgin(we talk) and he gets hard around me. I don't wear anything crazy around the house but just me being around can get him excited. I'm so into incest and have been for so long that I completely just do not feel it is wrong. I get off to the taboo but I don't feel like it's wrong. I understand that other people would think it is wrong and I think it can be damaging and probably is in most cases but I feel normal. It's just normal to me. Any time I masturbate/have sex I imagine the person is related to me. It's like just a thing I need to get off. Yesterday earlier in the day we were talking to each other. I was being directly flirty for the first time. I was kind of flirting with him all day. We talked and when the conversation got sexual he said that he was "complete virgin" like that he never did anything. Never even felt a boob. Later in the night we were both on the couch and I was laying it on heavy. I had my arm around him and he was hard. I've never discussed incest. Even just kissing my cousin there was no words. We just saw each other and kissed an didn't talk about it. But I asked him if he ever kissed anyone and he said no. I asked him if he wanted to kiss me and he nodded his head. So I touched his chin and turned it toward me and kissed him. His eyes were closed but when he opened them he looked kind of thrown off to see me. Maybe the realization that he just kissed his sister set in or something. But I enjoyed it. Maybe I'm sick but I enjoyed knowing that he was feeling taboo about kissing me. I enjoy it all. I kissed him again. I put his hand on my left tit through my shirt. I asked him to tell me how he was feeling right now. He said typical guy stuff like how nice I feel. How soft my lips were and how pretty I am etc etc. I asked him if it was weird that I am his sister and he said yes. I asked if he wanted to stop and he said no.
We went to my bed and kissed some more and that became intense to say the least. I was on top of him kissing him and he was feeling me up. He felt put his hand down my pants and felt my pussy. All throughout I kept asking him what he was feeling and what he liked because that is what really turns me on. The sexual stuff is great but knowing how he feels about touching his sister made really excited. Also knowing that everything was his first. First kiss, first boobs, first pussy. I asked him "how does your sister's pussy feel?" and he said it felt good but he was kinda nervous so I figured I would lean off of the whole like "sister" thing. But feeling him shake when I said "sister" did something to me. I thought that maybe if I ever actually experienced real full incest I wouldn't like it but I fucking loved it. I love being being on top of my brother and kissing him. I love knowing that I am his sister and he is getting all hot for me. This just only confirmed that this is my thing. We kissed more. He took my pants off and fingered me and it was sloppy. He was just shoving his fingers in and out but it was enjoyable because it was my brother. I gave him a handjob and he came so quickly and it was huge. His cum shot higher than I've ever seen. He lasted like ten strokes and every stroke he was moving his hips. It's literally everything I've wanted. I didn't even cum but I feel like I've been fucked. It feels like I've had this unscratchable itch for a while and I finally scratched it. I sucked on a it a little bit after but he said it was too much. He had just came and I put it in my mouth and he couldn't pushed me off. He said it was too sensitive. He ate me out and I didn't cum but it was nice. It was cute seeing his face between my legs and his tongue on my pussy. It felt good. But he's so new to everything that I didn't cum. It felt more like bonding and stuff. Like he was exploring my vagina with his tongue. I ran my fingers through his hair and it was fun.
I feel great. I will never share pictures ever. Shut the fuck up
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[B/S] I (22)m had a vacation with my family and my sister (18) f
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I apologize as this may prove to be a bit lengthy, but its about time I get this off my chest as I've never really had anyone to talk to about this.
A while back, our parents had decided to take us on a little mini vacation. We would normally take a trip out of the country once a year or so, but covid kinda ruined that, and once we were finally able to travel again, we decided to travel a province over in the summer and enjoy some lakes. I was more than eager to be able to leave the house again as my job mandated that I work from home. On top of that, our parents made sure that we were extra careful and followed every covid guideline, so I had really lost touch with social life and just being outdoors in general. My sister was even more eager than I was, she was a social butterfly before everything and once covid hit, her entire life was shattered.
She was just finishing her semester in college when we decided to take the trip, and she was pretty upset that my parents had made her miss every party that she could have attended through school. I'm obviously going to make up some names here, so for simplicity sake, I'll call her Jane. Jane is tiny, about 5'6 and maybe 100 pounds, very athletic, played on the volleyball team and track and field. She is always so bubbly and happy go lucky, never not smiling type. She has long brown hair and very big brown eyes.
I honestly can't say I never thought about her sexualy before all this, but any moments I had that thought before were extremely fleeting. And I would have never imagined any of this would have happened.
When we were packing the car and preparing to leave, Jane was extra bubbly. She needed this trip, this escape, and we all knew. My parents strict rules had played a tole on her and she hadn't been acting herself. I had tried talking to her about it before, but she was unlike herself, and extremely closed up any time I brought it up. But she was back to herself now.
It must have been near 30 degrees that day. Canadian, so that's in Celsius. Jane was wearing her volleyball shorts, tight black spandex that just let the bottom of her butt cheeks hang out on the back, and on the front they just barely outlined her pussy. I know I shouldn't be looking for that kind of stuff with my sister, but hey, every guys gonna look at some point. And I hadn't been with a girl since before covid hit. Just as she threw her last bag in the back of the van, she looked at me and smiled her perfect grin, "sure is hot out huh, I can't wait to hit the road and feel the breeze in my hair, " she said as she lifted her tank top up to wipe sweat from her forehead while revealing her small breasts trying to escape her even smaller sports bra. She lifted her shirt from the bottom allowing me a full gaze at her tight stomach, lines coming up from her pelvic bone and what was once a near six pack to now be a tight stomach. She had small breasts that I never payed much attention to, but it was hard not to stare at them trying to escape her sports bra, glimmering with sweat.
"All set?!" Shouted my dad as he slammed the back of the van shut. My dad, we'll call him John, was an alright guy. Worked construction his whole life, and didn't like the idea of me working from home at a computer. Covid didn't allow us to always see eye to eye.
"Ahhhh I'm so excited!!" Exclaimed my mother as she rounded the back of the van pinching my cheek and moving on to hug Jane, "come on, let's get rolling" I guess we can call my mom Janet. Janet was just as bubbly as Jane, but had lately been drowning some types of sorrows in bottles of wine without ever opening up about anything. I guess our house at the time was a little messed up, and very lonely.
The first bit of the ride was uneventful. The back seats were folded down to allow luggage space so Jane and I sat in the middle bench. My father was driving and mother passenger, I sat behind my dad and Jane sat next to me in the middle seat as there was no right seat to allow people to crawl to the backseats. I was listening to my music when I felt Jane nodding off against me. Slowly through the ride she slid down my chest and into my lap. We weren't a cuddly family, but there wasn't much of another option for her to rest so I didn't mind. What I minded even less, was the view of Jane's right butt cheek peeking out from her shorts. I didn't stare, but I definitely stole a few looks. And this caused my dick to start to twitch in my shorts.
I really was trying to thing of something different, the last thing I wanted was my bonner poking my little sisters face, but sure enough, it twitched and bounced until it was fully erect. I was panicked. If Jane woke up, my dick would be pressed right across her face, but the pressure from her head felt good, and I had no way of getting my dick back down. And just as I started to relax myself, she yawned, stretched out, and placed her right hand right on my thigh, just barely bellow my cock. Was she awake? Did she know? Is she trying to tell me to stop it? It didn't matter, I was throbbing now. She rubbed her head up and down, id assume to get more comfortable, and when she stopped her mouth lined up right over the middle of my cock, and her mouth was open. I could feel the warmth of her breath.. she had to know, was she doing this on purpose? Her hand slid up my thigh, pushing my dick further around her mouth. Every thing in me wanted to thrust my hips, but I was frozen in fear.
And then nothing. No movement, no change. I woke up as we were pulling into the cabin, it was still dark. We've rented cabins in this area before, normally huge 4 bedrooms, but this time we had a smaller 2 bedroom as my parents wanted to save money for fear of the future. I looked down at Jane, and she had somehow twisted her her head towards me in her sleep, her other hand now fully gripping my cock. I shot out of my seat to not get another hard on I'd have to try and hide in my shorts. Jane woke up and we went and claimed our room. 1 bed in our bedroom so we had to sleep together. I knew I couldn't make it through the night, so went to the bathroom to jerk off before bed, but we onlyhad one bathroom and my mother was drawing a bath. I knew she could be in there for hours so I went to bed. Nothing happened that night.
The next day we went to the lake, my parents were friends with a couple that owned a jet ski rental shop, and they let me and Jane take one out on the water. Jane was wearing a tiny bikini, black bottoms and an almost see through white top that just barely allowed the color of her nipples to see through. I rode the jet ski out while Jane held onto me from behind.
At some point she tapped my shoulder and was yelling she wanted to drive. I let her crawl over me and showed her the controls. The water wasn't very choppy, but she kept bouncing up and down, each time letting her bikini bottoms ride up her ass, each time pushing further and further back towards me, and from doing that, pushing my shorts up higher and higher on my leg. She stood up and bent over the handlebars turning hard, giving me a full view of her ass, her little pussy outline right in my face, her tanned and toned leg flexing to turn harder. I looked up to see her looking back, smiling at me as she caught me staring at her ass. Then she stopped in the middle of the water.
She turned to face me, throwing her legs over mine. If she looked down, she'd see my hard cock trying to escape my shorts.
"I've really needed this." She said while beaming. "I haven't had fun in so long.
"Yeah, I think we all needed it." I replied, trying to focus on getting my cock to calm down.
"I'm sorry if I've been short with you lately... it's just that.." she looked at me as if I was supposed to reply to that, "it's just that.. I've felt like I dont have anyone, so I've pushed the people I care about the most away I guess. And I care about you a lot. You've always been there to protect me."
"Well ya, you're my sister. Of course I'm here. And it's OK, you never pushed me away. Sometimes people need space."
"Thank for being so understanding! But.. can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what's up?"
"Did you.. did you have a boner in the car last night?"
"What?? Of course not, why would you think that??"
"Well, I fell asleep and woke up and felt it against me."
"Yeah, I must have fallen asleep too, must have been a good drem"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything..im just glad we're here!" She said while wrapping her arms and legs around me. Her sliding her body towards me pulled my shorts back enough that my bare cock was now free and pressing against her upper thigh. I felt her pause a moment, and then whispered, "we must be having a good dream." She spun around and started driving again, but wrapped her legs in a way that kept my bare cock between her legs. The waves weren't making her bounce now, but I could feel her thrusting towards my cock, just her thin bikini separating us. And then I felt it. She reached down, she was going to touch my cock. But to my surprise, she didn't. Instead what she did, was pull her bikini to the side, letting her bare lips hug my cock. She looked back at me smiling again, slowly rubbing herself up and down. This was too far, and I knew it. But seeing her smile, seeing how happy she looked, it was my excuse for allowing it. She stood up a bit and fully grabbed my cock with her hand, aiming it towards her and then slowly setting herself down on top of me.
The tip of my cock, was in my sister. She was the tightest pussy I ever felt, inside her was so hot, so wet, I could have came right that second. She just kind of rode it back and forth before allowing herself to fully sit down on it, she gasped while leaning forward again, then looking back, smiling, and flexing each butt cheek individually. I began thrusting into her, while she continued slowly bouncing. The she said something that caught me off guard, "I want it rough." I never expected any of this, but I definitely never expected her to say those words. She held down on the accelerator, trying to find any wave she could, each one slamming her on top of my cock, and then bouncing her back off. "I want more, I want it so fucking hard, God I love this," again, catching me off guard.
I looked forward to see what she was heading towards. Another boat. The waves weren't big enough for her, she wanted to catch the waves from other boats in the water. We were both still fully clothed, but my cock was inside my sister, and she was heading towards a boat filled with people. She passed by them on the right, bouncing frantically on me, and then crossing to the left over their waves so hard that we caught some air, I had to grab her shoulder, pulling her back onto my cock to prevent her from bouncing off, and then we twisted hard and almost crashed. She looked back with her big smile, and said the final most unexpected thing I thought I would never hear my sister say.
"I want you to cum in me." I was in shock, and she was riding hard now, "please please, I wanna feel it" she was hitting the accelerator again now and passing up behind the boat on the left, her hips gyrating on me, her juices pouring out, her pussy clenching, "oh fuck.. oh fuck. Fuck I'm going to cum," she said, I could feel her pulsing as she kept looking back, and then throwing her head back and moaning, "ohhhhhh myyyy gooooood." That was it, I couldn't hold it any longer, I tried to hold back but it was too late. Just as we were getting beside the boat I looked up to see my mother looking overboard at us, we locked eyes as I filled my little sister with the biggest load I'd ever given. My mother looked shocked, but I was past the point of no return, I kept thrusting as my sister kept grinding, I could feel her pussy pulsing as my cock did the same, my cum now overflowing out of her. As I finished, I looked back at my mother wondering if she could tell what we were doing, and all I saw was a grin on her face now.
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Dominating and Punishing My Secretary (A Quickie) [M35/F25] [Office, Domination, Rough]
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I spanked her harder than I had intended to, but she didn’t seem to mind; when my hand contacted her bare backside, she let out a pained yet pleasurable gasp.
“Fuck!”
“I told you not to speak.”
Another smack landed on her reddening backside, but this time, she did not reply. Instead, she settled back into place across my naked legs as my cock continued to press firmly into her stomach.
I raised my hand and brought it down once again. Another loud crack punctuated my otherwise quiet office.
“Now, tell me again why you disobeyed me.”
“Because I forgot the rules.”
Another spank; another crack.
“Didn’t I tell you to knock before entering?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.”
I spanked her again and again, but then, as my hand began to tire, I brought my palm down gently against her butt, caressed one cheek for a moment, then squeezed it tightly. Her skin was as hot as mine, and the tip of my penis was surely leaking, leaving a thin, clear residue where it pressed against her stomach.
“Now, stand up.”
She did as she was told and took her place before me. She was completely naked save for a brown, leather collar around her neck. Her blond hair, which was usually pulled into a ponytail, hung lazily around her face. Her bare breasts, crowned by pointed nipples, sat heavily.
Between my legs, my erection stood at complete attention. It twitched as I sat looking at her, and her attention was drawn to it.
Seeing this, I held out a single index finger, and she leaned in, slid her mouth around it, and sucked it down to the lowest knuckle. Her tongue was soft and flexible. The back of her throat was hot and moist. She stared longingly at my cock as she did this.
At this moment, I pulled my finger from her mouth, quickly grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her face down to my crotch. She stumbled onto weak, tired knees and nearly smashed her face directly against it.
Then, as she had done with my finger, her lips wrapped firmly around my penis, although this time, her mouth had to stretch greatly to accommodate my girth.
I released her collar and laid my head back against my chair’s headrest as she worked on me. There was no gentleness, only the wet, rough, gagging blowjob that I had been anticipating all day.
When I looked down, I saw nothing but the top of her head bobbing up and down as her chin periodically made contact with my swollen testicles.
“Holy shit.”
Realizing what I had said, I cursed myself. I was supposed to be in complete control, yet she had forced the words from me. This wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time in a long while. The eagerness she demonstrated while sucking me was overwhelming. Every movement was heavenly. Every flick of the tongue was magical. Every overwhelmed gag was music.
As I felt myself losing control, I grabbed her by the back of the head and forced myself deeper down her throat. She gagged and put her hands on my knees, but I did not let up. I felt her nose and chin pressing against me as I pumped cum down the back of her throat.
When I had finished, she fell backwards onto her swollen ass and looked up at me. She wiped the remnants of my cum from the corner of her mouth, swallowed it, and said, “Did I do a good job, boss?”
“You did. Now, do you think you will remember to knock before entering my office next time?”
Her eyes narrowed and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Probably not.”
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Another Night in the Garden [26M/26F Rough, Dom/Sub, Spanking]
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“You must take every girl you have a crush on here.”, I teased, letting you lead me further into the garden.
“Just you.”
It was past dusk, the previously vibrant orange sky was now fading to stars. We were nearly shrouded in flowers, with rose bushes practically walling us in on every side. A trellis coiled in vines beckoned us closer, leading to a small enclave in the flora. Our little Garden of Eden was draped in soft-toned string lights. And in the center of it all, there was a wrought-iron table paired with two matching chairs and a vase of red roses adorned on top.
I tightened the grip of my small hand to yours, and traced my thumb over the peak of your knuckle gently. I had curled my hair into loose ringlets, the silvery-blonde strands flowing past my waist. Just the way I knew you liked it. A draped black dress clung to my hips, giving an eyeful of my curves with every step.
I could practically feel you eye-fucking me as I leaned over the roses. Rather than sitting down and admiring them, I placed the vase on the ground, out of harm’s way. Before I could turn back to face you, a hand gripped the nape of my neck. Firmly, but gently bending me down over the table.
“What do you want me to do to you?”, your usually soft-spoken voice was deeper.
“You know what I want~”, I purred, pressing my own blushing face harder into the ornate table.
“Of course I do, but I want you to *say* it. Or else it isn’t happening.”, your tone was stern, but cocky. I knew you loved making me needy.
“But that’s not fair.” I grumbled, getting flustered at the thought of having to tell *you* how badly I wanted my slit pumped full of seed. My fingers wrapped around the iron of the table, and I could tell you were losing your patience.
“Come on now darlin’, use your words.” you teased, making me squirm beneath you. Before I could respond, a wandering hand gripped my hip through the thin fabric of the dress.
*Fuck*, you always knew how to make me bashful. My face was cherry-red, and I wanted my *other* cheeks to match.
“I want you to make my ass red.”, I cooed.
“Is that all?”, your other hand abandoned my neck, and traced its way down to my other hip. Those calloused, strong hands grasped my hips like putty, digging into my pale skin through the soft fabric. Then, your hands slipped down to my thighs, grasped the flowy cloth, and hiked it up. Your fingers dug into my backside, not quite hard enough to leave bruises. Just enough to make me feel owned.
“No, I want you to *use* me.”, my sentence trailed off with a moan, your fingers were slipping lower, pressing against my pussy. I knew I was already soaked. You realized too when your fingers hooked around my panties and pulled them to the side.
“Are you sure? I’m not going to unless you fucking *beg* for it.”, I whined in response and pushed myself toward your fingers. My bare slit was practically dripping nectar. You toyed with me, slipping your fingers just barely past my entrance and pressing them gently against my clit. I grinded my hips needily against your palm, taking every bit of stimulation that I could. Then, you pulled your fingers away, and I whined even more.
“Fuck, p-please fill me, I can’t handle much more of this…”, I stuttered and my grip on the iron tightened.
“Not yet, even a slut knows how to count, right?”, you taunted as I wiggled my ass slightly, hoping to tempt you to smack it. I nodded in response eagerly, and tried not to tense up in anticipation.
THWACK
“Unf-one.”
THWACK
“Two.”
THWACK
“Ow, three.”
“See? Was that so bad? I think you deserve more.”, even though I couldn’t see it, I could tell you had a sly grin etched onto your face. Then, you made me count to 10.
My face thoroughly matched the hue of my rear. You dug your fingers into the smatter of red on my ass, before bringing your hands back to my neck. I heard your fly unzip, and before I knew it something warm was pressing against my thigh, practically throbbing. Your hand slipped from my neck to spidering into my hair, gripping it tightly. My head was pulled back abruptly, making me arch my back against you.
“Tell me what you want.”, your smooth tone vibrated against my ear, and I felt you lining up your cock to my cunt. The head was pressed slightly against my tight opening, and I pushed back against it lustfully.
“I want you inside of me.” And with that you eased your way into my slit, completely stretching me out. Before I could react, you slammed your entire length into me, slowly pulling your way out, and then battering my cervix again. That little garden was filled with the sound of a pussy getting properly pummeled. My little whines and moans would’ve been easily heard by any neighbors, and if they came closer to investigate, the sound of a wet cunt getting ruined would’ve been just as obvious.
With my back still arched, you wrapped your fingers around my throat, holding me in place. Your fist had a firm grip, but I could still breathe. You grunted into my ear every so often, obviously getting close.
“Where do you want it?”, you sneered into my ear, somehow managing to slam into my pussy harder.
“Ah-fuck, can you fill my cunt?”
The fingers around my throat tightened, “Say please.”
“*Please* fill my cunt.”, I whined as I squeezed my thighs, trying to keep you from pulling out.
Then, I felt your cock throbbing inside, drenching me with seed. As my insides were anointed with cum, my hips grinded back towards you, trying to milk every drop. When your member slid out of me, semen poured down my thighs, mixed with my own wetness down towards the soft grass below.
Your hand fell from my neck, and grasped my shoulder, turning me towards you.
“Sit on the table, it’s your turn.”
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[FF] I fought my bfs ex after she made out with him in front of me, only to be humiliated [Cuckold]
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So, my bf and I first got together during our second year of college. He was very sweet and unique, sensitive when he needed to be but extremely macho when the situation called for it. He was also on the college basketball team and over 6 feet tall and rather handsome as well. Naturally, he was really popular with us ladies. Now I am not going to humble brag here, I'm a typical blue eyed hot blonde who most guys would die for. I have to say we made a rather picture perfect couple and was keen on preserving the relationship, basically I was a little possessive. One day, as I was strolling through the campus after classes got over, I overheard a few girls mention my bfs name. This was nothing new seeing as he was popular so I let it go. Just as I was about to get going, I heard one of them say "I didn't even notice he had a new gf, they both look so alike!" I was a bit anxious when I heard this so I asked my bf what it was all about.
I knew about him being in a relationship during his first year and it was ended by her but never knew who or what she looked like. He said it didn't matter but I wanted to see her, so I forced him to tell me and after a few pouts, he indulged me. When I saw her picture I was stunned, for she looked like she could be my long lost twin, from body dimensions to eye colour and hair, it was an uncanny resemblance. I asked my him if that was the reason he was dating me but he defended himself saying he just loved blondes. I let him off and instead turned my focus on her. However, exams were coming up so I had to study and ended up forgetting about her completely. That was until my bf and I were at a party and I spotted her.
I went up to her to introduce myself despite my bfs many objections. It might be narcissist of me to say this but she was really hot and we really did look the same. She in turn smiled at me warmly, and I really sensed no ill-intentions from her. We talked for a bit and and she mentioned how similar we looked and we were getting along well. At one point I excused myself to go to the bathroom and when I returned, she was nowhere to be seen... and neither was my bf. That was until I saw them making out in a room. Obviously, I was livid but before I announced my presence, she'd seen me and just kept staring at me while she had her tongue down my bfs throat and was grinding on him like there was no tomorrow, giving me an open challenge. This sent me over the edge and I pushed my bf away before raising my hand to slap her hard. Before my blow landed however she grabbed it, and in my confusion, she slapped me instead. As I fell onto the satin sheets I saw her looking down on me with a haughty smile. I immediately got up and returned the blow with twice the force, turning her cheek red. This made her mad as well and we ended up struggling on the bed for a few minutes, until she pushed me away and I fell off the bed. My bf was about to help me up but I told him to stay away and just watch as I kicked that bitch's ass.
I got up and raised my fists, but to my surprise she smiled, and took off her shorts and top, revealing a black set of bra and panties. I was really weirded out because this seemed right out of a porn film. I asked her what the fuck she was doing and she replied that she was also aware how weird it was but if we kept fighting, we'd end up with bruises and scratches on our faces and she was sure I didn't want that either. As much as i hated to admit it she was right, but I wasn't about to get into a weird sex-fight (which is what she was implying with her body language) just because she provoked me. As I grabbed my bf and was taking him away, she called out to my bf in a mocking tone and said "I guess for your girl WAP stands for weak ass pussy". In a complete 180 of my previous resolve, I pushed my bf out and locked the door. She was really asking for it now so she was gonna get it. I ignored my bf knocking on the door repeatedly asking me to open the door and stripped down to my floral white set of underwear and climbed onto the bed, all the while staring daggers into her eyes while she returned the same stare. I asked her exactly how she wanted to settle the matter.
**Sex starts here**
She looked at me deviously and said I think you know, as she bit her bottom lip and started crawling towards me. I felt myself leak a bit and got visibly flustered and seeing me lose my composure, without any warning she bent down and buried her face in my thighs, licking them erotically. I moaned out loud because of the surprise and she kept going till I was enjoying it so much that I gripped her hair and buried her face even deeper. Using my vulnerability she kissed me and massaged my tits (God she had such masterful techniques!), making me moan harder, forgetting for a few minutes that she was my rival. Only when she kept kissing me till I couldn't breath was when I woke up and opened my eyes to see a seductive smile on her face with her eyes open. I pushed her away but we were hugging really tight and she not only kept kissing me, she even undid my bra. I was being completely dominated but I knew I had to do something. As I was running out of breath, I rubbed my fingers against her pussy. She was caught off guard and broke the kiss. I immediately gasped for air but before I had a proper breather, she pushed her hands inside my panties and said "Well if that's where you wanna go I will definitely give it to you. It seems like you're gonna be an easy one too seeing how wet you are." She laughed as I felt embarrassed about my soaked panties while hers were only slightly damp.
I undid her bra and tried to lick her tits to make her relent, but she pushed another finger in instead. Now getting really high, I decided to finger her as well. I put in two from the get go, making her flinch. I used the window to explore her vagina with my fingers till I found her G-spot when she moaned loudly when I touched her there. Seizing my chance I grabbed her ass and pushed her against the bed stead and proceeded to finger her into oblivion as she tried to finger me back. I was dominating this hot ass bitch for the first time since this "fight" began and it felt great! Suddenly, she moaned really loudly, almost screamed and squirted all over my abdomen. I was really aroused at that point and thinking that I'd won, decided to establish my dominance and get proof of me being the better woman. I grabbed my phone and snapped a selfie of us in the scissor position as she lay there softly moaning, with me on top. As soon as I sent that to my bf, I heard a knock, as he was freaking out outside. I can only imagine how hard he was lmao. Suddenly I felt a soft grind against my pussy I looked down to see the ex awake and smiling evilly as she retaliated by thrusting herself hard into me. Again she had caught me off guard, but I didn't give her an opening this time. Before I knew it we were in an all out trib fight and given how exhausted we were, the one who dropped this time would be out for good. She put pressure on my pussy and I returned it.
We were both near orgasm now and I wasn't about to lose now that my bf thought i was the winner of our "duel". She was a vicious one though and pushed me suddenly, removing my panties in the few seconds it took me to recover. Her panties rubbed directly on my clit as she enjoyed hearing my moans. To make matters worse, she was now choking me as well, arousing me even further. I came hard and closed my eyes, trying to recover from the shock. However, the bitch didn't give me even a moment's rest, as she took off her own panties now. She grabbed my ass and dragged me into another trib fest, only this time I wasn't grinding back, it was just her establishing her victory over me. She recorded a video of me moaning as she fucked my pussy with her own. She increased her grinds and I came again, only this time I squirted! I had never squirted before in my life! She grabbed my ass and spanked me till it was red. She too came after a few minutes, mixing our juices and drenching the bed. I backed away and our pussies came apart with a wet pop sound, as I lay on the bed softly moaning."So you liked that huh? I'll ride your face if you want but only till you call me Mommy." she said. I was feeling really embarrassed but since I'd already lost and given how horny I was, I decided to give in, so I nodded.As soon as I consented, the sexy bitch lifted herself on top of my face with her bubble butt, descending, which was like looking at my own ass for the first time. Damn we were similar looking. Before I'd finished admiring her ass, it covered my face and she moved it back and forth as I struggled to say "Give it to me Mommy" in a muffled voice. As she ground on my mouth with her clit, her blue eyes met my own and she licked her lips (fuck she was hot, even though we looked alike she was clearly better at sex). She moaned out my name as said she was about to come.I was being ridden at a thousand miles an hour and as she orgasmed on my face she gave a long moan of relief and got off me. I felt really humiliated but also like my entire world had been rocked. She crawled upto my face and licked the cum off my lips and face. She then stood up and stepped on my boobs and asked me to call her anytime she wanted ass in my face and smiled before putting her clothes back on and unlocking the room. Before leaving she kissed my bf with the same lips that had tasted my juices and smiled at me mischievously. As I watched her fat ass walk away, she looked back at me with that same haughty smile and I knew it was far from over.PS: There is a Part 2 on the way...
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37[F] hooked up with 19[M] college virgin last night
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Last night I invited a boy over that I had been talking with for awhile. He was a virgin and shy/nerdy, but he had a big cock, maybe 8 inches. He was black, taller like 6’3” and skinny with glasses. We had been chatting back and forth for a couple weeks and finally had the chance to meet up last night.
He showed up at my place at precisely 8pm, which was our agreed upon meeting time. I greeted him with a hug and kiss and walked him back into my bedroom. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock. I sucked his cock and balls for a good 5, maybe 10 mins until he was rock hard and dripping with precum. Then, I took my own pants and underwear off and laid on my back on my bed with my legs spread. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him in closer then me and helped him insert his raw cock in my pussy.
I let him have at my pussy with his big precum dripping virgin cock. Begged him to fuck me harder as he was going. He did. Then he gripped onto my neck with both hands and started thrusting violently. I felt a rush of cum enter my pussy flooding it. Surprisingly he lasted about 5 mins his first time. Once he finished inside me I went back to sucking his cock for awhile. Despite having just cum inside me, he stayed hard. So I figured why not and got on top of him and rode his cock. I was able to ride him for a good while and stripped naked as I was doing so. He enjoyed playing with and sucking on my titties as I rode him. Eventually I came on his cock, and felt him cum himself shortly thereafter.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 356. Whispering to Michael during bath time.
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One candle illuminated the dark room as Michael and I soaked in warm water, scented with Kimono Rose Bubble Bath. We were engulfed in the tall, effervescent bubbles as I had my arms and legs wrapped around my younger son's nude body. Nuzzling and kissing his neck softly, we lay together in a state of blissful relaxation that most mothers and sons will, unfortunately, never experience. The only part of his body that was tense was his thick, powerful hammy as the rest of him melted against his mother's breasts.
"Have I ever told you about Helena?" I asked with my lips grazing his ear.
"No." He responded through a smile.
I whispered, "She was your mother's first lover."
I narrated the following account to my naked son as I touched his body with my soft, little hands:
"When I was 18 (definitely 18), my best friend lived next door to us, and her mom's name was Helena. Helena was absolutely stunning with black wavy hair that extended past her sturdy round ass. Her tiny waist accented her heaving tits, and her smile could light up a room. She was known for being a partier and I had a little crush on her. One day I had skipped school and needed a place to go, so I knocked on her door. Helena welcomed me inside and we spent the afternoon together talking and watching TV."
"Soon, skipping school to spend days with her became our regular little secret. Even my friend had no idea I would spend time with her beautiful mother. Helena gave me my first cigarette and, while she never gave me wine, she did not stop me from pouring a glass for myself. I wanted to be like her, so I would try to imitate the way she smoked and held her wine glass. I even began dressing like her and she would let me try on her clothes."
"After a few weeks of this, I was a bit horned up one day, perhaps it was from the wine or just because I was alone with a sexy older woman. As we talked and laughed, I kissed her. She looked surprised and said "Honey, you don't have to do that.""
"I just smiled and responded, "Then tell me to stop" and I kissed her again. Our tongues played together, and she moaned softly as my teenage lips pressed against hers"
"The next time I went to her house, we made out for hours and I became obsessed with her. It was nerve-racking but incredibly erotic when I squeezed her breasts over her tight top for the first time and she squeezed mine. I was a virgin and a good girl, but I desperately wanted to give it all to her."
"I pulled up her skirt, slipped off her underwear and started kissing her cute little peach. Having no idea what I was doing, I did whatever I thought would feel good and she began to moan and writhe. I was thrilled, knowing that I was making Helena feel pleasure and I needed more. Much, much more."
"It wasn't long before forbidden sex with this beautiful mature woman became a regular part of my life. It continued until I moved away for college."
"We were almost caught once. Helena and my mom were friends and one day, as I was naked and cutting up fruit in the kitchen, my mom stopped by. She and Helena had a glass of wine together as I hid in the pantry, scared to death that my mom would find me. As soon as she left, Helena and I fucked like animals on her living room rug."
Michael's cock twitched as I regaled him with my exploits with Helena and soon, he came hard for me in the bathtub.
Days like this make me feel even more motherly.
**My sons are 22 and 27. You may not see a picture of me.**
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I tried meditating while getting a blowjob and it was incredible
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I've only ever been able to do this with my current GF as I've been with her for over 5 years and she's the only one I can truly relax around. She feels like an extension of myself. She gives great blowjobs but the other day, she found a magic rhythm that kept me on the edge for an extended amount of time. It was so good that I wanted to completed zone out. I dabbled in meditation in the past but could never truly empty my mind of thoughts and focus on one thing like breathing. The only thing I could ever truly focus the feeling of getting my dick sucked. My GFs perfect technique made it impossible to think about anything else.
So I decided to give it a try and adapted the traditional lotus pose and joined my index finger with my thumb. The minute I did that, the wave of clarity I had was indescribable. She kept that rhythm going, without speeding up and without stopping at all. She has a praise and power kink so begging her not to stop or to keep going is her fuel to suck dick like a pro. The whole time, my dick is rock hard and throbbing in her mouth. The feeling of euphoria is one I wanted to last forever. But eventually, the time came where I physically could no longer take it. If didn't know what it meant to have your soul sucked out of you, I definitely understood this now! She could feel that I was getting close to finishing and she sped up. I had a final moment of mental clarity right before I exploded with relief. She continued to lick the back of my dick, until every drop was gone. Then she gulped it all down. It seemed like she loved it as much as I did!
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A night we'll never forget Part 2 (FFFM 20's) This part of the story (F/F) (F/M) (Rough Sex) (Forced blowjob) (MDom/Fsub)
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Par 1 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/12758td/comment/jemj2ku/?context=3)
I began to work my cock in and out of her pussy at a nice slow pace while I held her in position, if she wanted a rough fuck she was going to have to earn it. She didn’t like it and was dead set on getting pounded and tried again to thrust herself back on me. “None of that now,” I growled as I slid my hand from between her shoulders down to the top of her ass. I spit on her ass crack and used my thumb to spread it around her asshole before I pushed my thumb inside. “You’re going to have earn that fuck you want so bad.”
I continued to work my cock in and out of her in long slow strokes, pushing as deep as I could before pulling almost completely out. She tried a couple of more times to buck backwards but she was trapped between the hand gripping her hair and the thumb in her ass. Eventually I began to thrust into her with more vigor, but kept up the slow withdraw, she began to moan and grown underneath me, all the while the other two women continued to lap at each other’s pussies.
I pulled out of her as I felt an orgasm begin to build and stood up, “All three of you up and on the couch.” They all obeyed, moving to sit on the couch in front of me. It was the first time I was getting to see the other two completely naked. Bethany was platinum blonde, almost too thin, and obviously had fake tits, nothing over to the top, a nice full C cup. Kassie was the redhead, a little thick with heavy floppy Ds that she was trying to hide behind her hands while she kept her legs clamped shut. Kat was a brunette, her body shape right in the middle of the other two, firm perky C cups, shapely hips. They looked like a delicious dessert buffet lined up waiting to be devoured.
I paced in front of them, hands behind my back, cock bobbing in front of their faces. “Here’s the deal,” I began, “you have two options from here out. Option one, get dressed and leave, go home and do whatever you want for the rest of the night. Option two, stay here, get fucked and do whatever I want for the rest of the night. If you choose to stay you still have the option to leave whenever. Just say the safe word, gumdrop, and you’re free to go.”
“We know,” Bethany cut in, “Kat told us all about the crazy sex you guys have been having and we wanted to see for ourselves.”
I stopped my pacing and turned to Bethany, reaching down I clamped my hand on her jaw, “If you know,” I growled at her, “then you know that you’re not here to flap your trap.” I squeezed on her cheeks forcing her mouth open and grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of her head guiding her now open mouth to my cock. “You’re here to be my little fuck toys for the night.” I pushed my cock into her mouth and released her jaw. I expected her to resist or try to object but instead she took hold of my cock and began to suck it eagerly.
She her mouth up and down letting her lips hit her hand stopping occasionally to suck on the head. The other two sat and watched, Kat beginning to tease her clit with one hand while pulling at her nipples with the other. Kassie still sat in the corner of the couch, legs clamped together but her hands were squeezing her tits almost unconsciously. She seemed to be in shock of what was going on.
“Kassie dear,” I said to her gently, “there’s no need to be shy. Why don’t you relax a little, show off those nice full tits for me.” Bethany’s mouth popped off the end of my cock, and she took a deep breath like she was going to say something, but I grabbed the sides of her head and forced myself back into her mouth, pushing her head all the way down until her nose was against my pelvis. Up until now she had been teasing around deep throating me, but I took that option away from her. She choked a little, but quickly relaxed and began to let me skull fuck her.
I looked down the length of my body to see Bethany’s bright blue eyes staring up at me brimming with tears while I mercilessly fucked her throat. One hand was frantically working between her thighs while the other twisted and pulled on her nipple. If she hadn’t obviously been enjoying herself, I would have asked if it was too much for her, but she apparently was a dick sucking pro. I turned back to the other two to see that Kat was kneeling on the couch next to Kassie, bent over sucking on one of her tits, while fondling the other. Kassie had one hand between her own legs and the other between Kat’s fingerfucking of them.
I released the sides of Bethany’s head and she continued to deep throat me, now with more enthusiasm, she was making that glock, glock, glock sound as thick drool leaked out of her mouth but seemed determined to keep up the rhythm I had set. The tightness of her throat and her eagerness to please made for an incredible feeling. If she kept this up I was going to blow a load down her throat.
“You,” I pointed as Kassie, “lay on the floor on your back. And you,” I pointed at Kat, “on top of her 69.” The girls jumped up and moved into position, all the while Bethany kept working my cock. I stood listening to the sounds of Bethany gulping, while watching Kassie and Kat lap at each other pussies. My balls began to tighten, and I grabbed Bethany’s head again and took control of it once more. She seemed to know what was about to happen and began to moan.
I looked down at her once more, tears covering her cheeks, drool all around her mouth and chin, dripping down onto her breasts. “Yeah, that’s it,” I growled, “I’m gonna cum down that pretty little throat of yours.” I began to explode, she gulped and gagged as I finished unloading, cum spilling out the sides of her mouth and down her chin to drip on her tits. I pulled out of mouth, and she gasped before gulping down the last of the cum in her mouth. Her face was a mess of tears, drool and cum but she was grinning furiously. She flopped back on the couch panting as I turned to look at Kat and Kassie who had stopped eating each other out to watch me give Bethany a throat pie.
“I didn’t tell you to stop,” I snapped at them.
Thanks for reading, I'll post updates as I have time.
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One night stand with a one-armed girl
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So I matched with this very cute girl on hinge. She only posted photos of her face, so when we met up in person, I was surprised to see she was missing one of her arms. Didn’t comment about it, and the date went well. I can get on the Soul Surfer girl vibes. So we started making out in my car and I grabbed onto both of her boobs. Except, the “left boob” was actually her right boob and it turns out I was grabbing her arm stub instead. They literally felt the same. Similar shape and everything. Embarrassing but hilarious. I want to tell my friends but I can only imagine the nicknames they’d call me.
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[S/B] I kissed my brother last night!
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Okokok! Big update about last night! I made some other posts before this if you didnt know. And were both over 18.
So our mom left around noon so it was just me and my brother so i changed into a tank top and shorts and the socks. I went to his room to see him and he was watching a soccer replay. I forget the teams but apparently theyre pretty famous. Anyways I watched the game with him on his bed and we were like laying down on our bellies facing the tv. I got right next to him and i put my head on his shoulder and he laughed and smiled.
We watched the game and he kept telling me about all the players and who was really good. I dont really like soccer but i listened and watched for him.
When it got done i was hungry and i asked him if he wanted food and he said sure so i made us hotdogs and mac and cheese. He said thank you when i gave it to him and i said youre welcome.
I just realized how slow im going im sorry! Ok so we ate and watched videos together and when i took out our plates and came back i asked him if he thought my clothes looked good and he said yes. I asked him if he thought i looked good and he laughed and said i looked really good.
Ok so when he said that i said "aww thanks" and i leaned down and kissed him quick on the lips! I just did it like my brain just turned off for a second and i did it. lol. His eyes got big and then he laughed and said "uhh okay" but like he was smiling.
Ok after that i layed back next to him and we watched some videos and i asked him if he was ever going to get a girlfriend and he said one day he would. He asked me if i was gonna get a boyfriend and i said i wanted to but i only trusted him. He smiled and said he trusted me too. My heart like melted when he said that lol.
Ok so after that we played some video games together and talked a lot but mostly like about our friends and school and stuff. He asked me if i wanted to sleep in his bed and i said sure and we went to bed at like 9. I changed into a crop top before we did so he could touch my belly and he did when we cuddled. I backed into him more last night and ok so i dont wanna sound like dirty or crazy lol but i think i felt his penis when i did! I didnt say anything because i didnt want to embarass him but my heart went really crazy. It took me a long time to fall asleep because i was just thinking so much lol.
I think it went really well! Thank you to everyone for advice in the comments and for being so nice to me!
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[MF] 40s Shy Wife Surprise Threesome
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True Story
My wife and I have vastly different experiences in our past when it comes to sex. She grew up in a pretty sheltered household where sex wasn't discussed. She had been with a handful of guys but nothing crazy, always pretty vanilla. I on the other hand have had a lot of different partners in the past, crazy experiences, swinging, threesomes, you name it and I've probably done it or thought about it. When we got together we really didn't talk about our past experiences, she wasn't interested in mine and I didn't feel comfortable asking too much about hers.
Fast forward 3 years after we married, things were very different. I had to tell her that I had been a swinger in the past as she was acquaintances with someone who I knew from the lifestyle. I would rather have her find out from me rather than someone else. This opened the door to discussing our desires, fantasies and things we would like to try. My wife had a few things that she wanted to try like soft bondage, sensory play and a few other things. All were pretty tame, but she made it clear that she didn't feel comfortable doing certain things. She did try some other things with me that I hadn't tried before such as pegging (my suggestion). We had fun doing these things, but she wanted a monogamous relationship so that limited what she was willing to do. I was fine with this as I wanted to find things to try that she would enjoy. I'm the type of guy who enjoys seeing his partner in pleasure, and didn't want to see her feel uncomfortable.
I had suggested a few things that definitely pushed her boundaries, and she was more than willing to try some new things, more if she enjoyed it. I've always had a thing for public sex, I just really enjoyed being watched while having sex and watching others. We had been talking about going to a swingers club and just playing in the public areas with each other. Her rules were we only play with each other, if she's uncomfortable we leave and it had to be in another city (she works with the public and didn't want to run into anyone she knows).
It was very cold outside so we had been stuck indoors for the duration of the winter. We had continued to try new things, but they were getting a little stale by this time. One weekend I suggested a road trip to a club located a few hours away in a big city. She was hesitant at first but agreed. I booked a hotel and we left the next day. We got to the hotel early afternoon and decided to take a nap to prepare of the late night ahead. She needed reassurance that I wasn't trying to get her to sleep with anyone else. I think this was because I had suggested a MFM threesome before and she wasn't comfortable with that at all. I reassured her that I only wanted to show her off and scratch the exhibitionist kink.
We woke around dinner time and had a quick pregame session. I wanted to taste her so I went down on her and made quick work of her pussy. She came a few times before she pushed me off, she needed a break. We took a shower and started to get ready to head to the club. We got all dressed up and damn, she looked hot in her little slinky black dress. A quick uber ride and we were at the front door of the club. I could tell she was super nervous but I took her by the hand and reassured her that I was going to take care of her, she smiled and followed me in.
We entered the club and were given a tour by the host. She showed us the dance floor, bar, showers and play are in the back. There were quite a few people there already and the dance floor was starting to fill up. We slid into an empty table and ordered some mixers for the whiskey that we brought. We didn't want to be sloshed but a little liquid courage did help. We danced a little, people watched a lot and had a nice time. I could tell that she was getting turned on watching all the couples flirt, dirty dance and kiss. She was surprised at how many women were dancing together and getting really friendly. She had never mentioned being interested in women before, but I could tell that she was enjoying the view and becoming very turned on. I leaned over and ran my hand up her thighs as I kissed on her neck. She shuttered and leaned into me. My hand reached her pussy and she was soaked, like really soaked. I knew it was time to head to the back room where all of the action happens.
We went to the locker room where she shed everything except a sheer nighty that she had on. I removed everything except for my boxers. What we saw next was beyond her comprehension. As to door swung open to the back room we were greeted with a scene that looked like something from a porno. There were huge beds spread throughout a very large room, a few private rooms that were already occupied and a BDSM dungeon. It was a sea of naked bodies all enjoying each other. Her jaw was on the floor and I could tell that she almost turned around and left, but I took her hand and reassured her. She had a seat at the bar and ordered another drink. I let her get used to her surroundings and just take in everything.
She finished her drink and seemed more relaxed, maybe a bit buzzed. A nice looking couple approached us and struck up a conversation. They were about our age and looked like the couple next door, not people you would ever imagine doing this. The conversation was definitely flirty and the ladies hit it off. The other wife talked about how long they had been doing this and what they enjoyed. They had been at this for over five years and had checked off most of their sexual bucket list. We explained that we were there just to play with each other and didn't have any interest in swapping partners. They were surprisingly cool with that and continued our conversation. They came to the club mainly to allow the wife to scratch her bisexual itch which is very common. We all talked for what seemed like forever before they suggested that we try parallel play, which is us playing in the same bed but with our own partners. I looked at my wife and she gave me a nervous smile and a nod. The other wife saw this and took her by the hand leading her to the back of the club.
When we reached the back of the club and the wife led us into a small private room that had a large bed, a few plush chairs and a sex couch of some kind. The wife went back to her husband and started to undress him. He was only wearing boxers so it took no time for her to have him naked. I felt a tug at my waistband and turned to see my wife pulling my boxers off tossing them in one of the chairs. I slipped her nighty off and tossed it to the side. We glanced over at the other couple and the wife already had her husband on the bed and was sucking his cock. She was very enthusiastic and he was clearly enjoying it. She gagged quite a bit as he was above average and a lot to take. We took the spot next to them on the bed and started to make out.
It was super hot being with my beautiful wife in front of other people doing what I like to do the most. I rolled her over and worked my way down her stomach before ending up with my lips on her clit. She gasped as I started to tongue her, gentle and slow at first. It didn't take long before I could feel her orgasm building. The other wife was performing magic with her mouth and he was clearly enjoying it. The other husband let out a low guttural moan as he came, hard! His wife swallowed every bit of his cum before coming back up. She opened her mouth and showed us her mouth full of cum with a huge smile on her face before swallowing it all. This was enough to push my wife over the edge and she came so hard that it pushed my finger out of her. She squirted all over the vinyl bed accompanied by a huge moan. The other wife applauded and told my wife how hot that was.
The husband was spent for a bit since he just emptied the contents of his balls into his wife's stomach. He went out to get a drink and offered to bring us some as well. He shut the door while both wives were laid on the bed chatting. The other wife rolled closer to my wife and they ended up face to face, inches away from each other. There was so much sexual tension but my wife pulled back and looked at me. I was just sitting in one of the chairs smiling like a Cheshire cat when she beckoned me to the bed. I think she was using me as a reason to break some of the sexual tension between the two of them.
She told me that she wanted me to fuck her now, that she needed to feel me inside of her and leave her a present. I was more than happy to oblige as I eagerly pulled her to the edge of the bed. I put her legs over my shoulders and pressed the head of my cock against her lips. My cock easily slid in as I felt her warmth envelope my member. Damn, this was so hot! The other wife laid there and watched as I railed my wife. After some time I flipped my wife over and went to doggy. She was moaning and gasping as I continued to fuck her with a hard and steady rhythm. My wife turned her head and saw the other wife fixated on her, watching her writhe in pleasure. My wife had inched closer to the other wife and they started talking dirty to each other. The other wife about how much she enjoyed watching us and my wife about how hot the whole situation was.
The other husband came back through the door with the drinks and applauded when he saw us going at it. He apparently needed more time to recover and took a seat in the corner. I was starting to get a little winded when I looked up and saw the other wife had moved right in front of my wife. She was looking right into my wife's eyes with a huge smile. The sexual tension was palpable. Suddenly the other wife leaned forward and kissed my wife. I was taken off guard by this and lost my erection. My wife on the other hand wasn't surprised at all. She was into it and kissed the other wife back. This was completely out of character, but who was I to say anything.
I used this as a moment to take a break as I eased myself into one of the seats next to the other husband as we both sat in awe watching what was unfolding in front of us. There was no apprehension in my wife's face, only raw passion. Tongues and hands explored each others bodies as things continued to escalate. I wasn't about to say a damn thing, plus my brain really wasn't working at that point. The other wife took the lead since she was more experienced. She asked my SO if she could go down on her which as answered with a raspy "yes please". In no time the other wife had buried her face between my wife's legs and was lapping up all of my wife's juices. My wife glanced over and gave me a smile looking at my for approval which I enthusiastically gave to her. The other wife really knew what she was doing because she made my wife cum, and cum, over and over.
After watching for a few minutes the other wife glanced back and declared that she needed something in her pussy while she was taking care of my wife. The husband glanced over at me and asked if I could help his wife out. I'm not timid about being with another woman, but this wasn't something we had discussed before hand and I politely told him that I was just enjoying the show. He hadn't recovered yet so his wife would just have to wait. It was hard to ignore her ass right there for the taking. My wife became to sensitive so she told the other wife that she needed a break.
They lay there gazing into each others eyes as they caught their breath. The other wife looked at me and asked why I wasn't going to help her out since my wife was clearly fine with it not being just the two of us. I told her that I was very flattered but we would just let the ladies have fun. I told her it wasn't something that we had discussed so I didn't feel comfortable doing that. She was very respectful and rolled back over facing my wife. By this time my wife had caught her breath. She pushed the other wife on to her back and proceeded to kiss her way down her stomach. She was unsure of herself as she had never done anything like this before, but the other wife reassured her that she was doing fine. There I was watching my wife work feverously on this woman's pussy. She was moaning and trying to find something to hold on to as she came over and over. My wife was taking care of her like a pro and everyone was enjoying the show.
I started stroking my cock as I watched this all unfold in front of me. My wife saw this and told me to come fuck her. I couldn't resist her, she was in the perfect position for downward doggy. I wasted no time and was inside of her in no time. I was fucking my wife while she was going down on this lady, it was like an alternate universe. I knew I wasn't going to last long and my wife did too. She gazed back at me as she begged me to fill her with my cum. As any guy knows, this is all it takes to push most men over the edge. I came like I'd never cum before. I could feel rope after rope of my cum spurt deep inside her. This pushed the other wife over the edge as she came with one thunderous orgasm. I collapsed on the bed next to them as my wife roll next to me with a content look on her face. The other wife apparently loved cum, a lot, and asked my wife if she could clean her up. She rolled on her back as the other wife latched on to her. She licked and sucked every inch of my wife's pussy. I could see her face starting to look like a glazed doughnut. She came up for air as her husband came over and kissed her. They snowballed my cum for a few minutes before the wife swallowed the remainder and opened her mouth to show us that it was all gone.
My wife and I had the most passionate sex after we returned to the hotel. She told me that she had fantasized about being with another woman for a long time but hadn't felt comfortable telling me. We've been going at it like crazy ever since, just like teenagers.
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Public Play Slut [FM 26/39] [Journal]
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I love pubic play! But have you ever been fucked on a picnic table at night, in a snow covered park? I can now say that I have.
The loudness of the metal picnic table banging under me mixed in with my noises, moaning and writhing as I was thoroughly fucked by my very well endowed play friend.
The publicness of it was so hot mixed in with his big cock making me cum and squirt just by penetration and of course the sounds he was making made it extra hot!
I may have to make plans to do this again under the next full moon! 🌕 public play is definitely something I want to do a lot more of!
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[FFuta, 18+, wholesome] Sarah's Harem part 9
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"A few weeks?!" Sarah exclaimed. "It's gonna take that long? I was good to go almost immediately, what gives?"
Lisa put a hand up. "It's just time for her to adjust, I did just rearrange her insides in the matter of a few moments, she's probably gonna feel sick."
Alex was passed out laying on Lisa's couch. Sarah had dressed her back up. The poor thing was running a fever, drenched in sweat.
"Besides Sarah, you were a bit of a fluke. After the ritual finished, you were still standing, hale and healthy as if you had always had your cock. As far as I could tell you were fine. Not that I cared after the night we all had.
Sarah hated when she couldn't help. She wanted to know her girlfriend was okay, she wanted to fix it. And not only because she had made a promise to Alex about banging, Sarah felt terrible that Alex couldn't enjoy the one thing she had wanted most of her life. But what was she to do? Alex had to recover on her own, and Sarah would help as best she could, but she couldn't make it go away.
She sighed. "Okay, I understand. Thank you Lisa, I'm sure if she was awake, Alex would be thankful too."
Lisa wrapped her arms around Sarah from behind, giving a peck on the cheek. "You're both welcome to stay for a bit if you want, though I might have guests over later."
Shaking her head, Sarah said, "no, we probably should get home. I want her to be somewhere familiar at least."
They kissed, a rush of lust building in Sarah. "Love you, Lisa."
"Love you too, girl," her friend said.
Half an hour later, Sarah and Alex were home. Alex was snuggled up in Sarah's bed, barely conscious.
Britta, Amanda and Christine hovered around their girlfriend, clucking like worried hens.
"Being sick blows," Christine said.
"Tell me about," Alex croaked. Her voice had settled somewhere just a bit higher than how she had spoken before, but it was more relaxed and effortless.
"Did it... did it work?" Amanda stammered.
Alex smirked. "Yep, wanna see?"
All three nodded enthusiastically.
Christine gently pulled back the covers. Alex pulled up her shirt, revealing a perk set up boobies were she once had silicon titties stuffed in a bra.
"Wow," Christine whistled. "May I?"
Alex nodded. Sliding a soft hand up her girlfriend's stomach, Christine touched the new breast. It felt just like her, firm with a playful give.
"You're beautiful Alex," Christine said. "You always have been and still are." She leaned down and kissed Alex's forehead then lips.
"Wanna see the rest?" The haggard girl was beat red, a mix of her fever and the attention she was getting.
"Only if you feel up to it," Britta said.
Heaving herself up just a bit, Alex slipped her panties off from under her skirt. There, she had a smooth vulva, glistening with sweat and a little arousal.
"Oh my, Alex," Amanda gasped. "What a pretty little pussy! Can I?"
Alex nodded. "But don't go too far. I promised Sarah she'd be the first."
Amanda's fingers danced over the magically created folds of Alex's new labia. The girl squirmed. "Oh, man, it's sensitive."
All three other girl's smirked. "You have no idea."
Several days passed, all four of her girlfriends taking turns bringing food or keeping her company. She didn't have a job to worry about thankfully and school wouldn't start for a few more weeks at least. Alex felt like a pampered princess.
While she loved all the attention she got from everyone there was one thing in her mind, one thing that crowded out all else: she needed Sarah inside her.
Ever since she was a child living with her closed minded parents, she knew she was a girl. She would steal her sister's makeup and clothes and pretended to be a super model. Her parents thought it was funny until it kept happening later in elementary and middle school. She finally managed to get emancipated, living with some friends until college where she could be herself. Alex never knew how she was gonna save up for the surgery, her degree was in a competetive field sure, but she barely had a good emotional foundation. She felt adrift until sje met Sarah in Calculus.
Sarah had been every Alex dreamed of, cool, smart, pretty, popular, a real woman. It made her hurt inside to think that had she just been born right, all her troubles would never have existed. Fueled by pain and longing, she decided to make her move. Asking Sarah out was the best thing she had ever done.
Not only had she discovered a family that loved her, Sarah had done something Alex had never thought possible: Alex had become a real woman with all the right parts and everything. She was finally herself. There was only one way Alex knew to repay her girlfriend, to fulfill the promise she made just before she became herself. Nothing else would suffice and Alex was determined to see it through.
But right now she had to throw up.
Alex was bent over a trashcan, hurling up all the bits of guy still left in her she was sure. Was that a bit of her penis in there? Gross. But she was just imagining things. The soup the girls had made was delicious and hearty, but she couldn't keep it down.
Amanda was rubbing her back, singing comforting words.
Sleep was both impossible to get and the only thing she could do. Nodding off for a few minutes ended with her rousing, full of aches and pains.
When she was awake, whoever was in there would talk with her, talking about their day, showing her pictures of food or a cute dog. It was so sweet and she was determined to get out their with them.
About the two week mark came around and she was feeling markedly better. An occasional ache, but at least she could keep down some soup or fluids. Britta took her outside to get some exercise and sun a few times. Sunshine did help a lot. She felt like a neglected plant receiving all the light she ever wanted.
And every day she grew closer to being well enough. Every day the desire built in her. Every day she grew that much more pent up.
She would have sex with Sarah with her own vagine, even if it were the last thing she did. Well, maybe more than just that. She needed to bang each of her girlfriends. They had been so lovely the passed few weeks, and she wanted then to know how much it meant to her.
Near the end of the week, Alex was up and moving on her own finally. The fever had vanished, her aches and pains all gone. She felt so refreshed. She felt reinvigorated. She felt... well, horny.
Sarah had been sleeping in the living room these last few weeks, letting Alex use her bed for as long as it took.
Right now she was watching some tv, snuggled up in a blanket.
As Alex crept out of the bedroom, she asked, "Sarah?"
Her girlfriend sat up. She was naked, just about to fall asleep. "What's up hun?"
Stepping around the couch, Alex plopped down next to Sarah who wrapped an arm around her. Sarah's breasts were so big, at least compared to her own. She had the biggest, not counting Britta, but she had four boobies so it wasn't a fair comparison.
The two stared deep into the other's eyes, time slowing to crawl.
Sarah smelled amazing. Like cherries and lavender and sweat and confindence. Alex wanted to breathe that in forever.
Shaking out of the entrancing gaze, Alex finally spoke."I think I'm ready."
Sarah smiled. "You got it cutey!"
And the two kissed.
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A woman’s place [24F 32M] [Mdom/ Fsub] [Rape, Anal, Marital] [Rough]
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Even though I make twice as much as him, he is still the man of the house. I dress myself in a mini satin nighty every night in hopes of pleasing him. But I feel like he’s barely ever looked beyond my 34Ds. My tits stood firmly on my slender frame and my wide hips gave me beautiful hourglass figure.
I could sense his frustration as soon as he entered the house. He was smelling of alcohol and looked angry. He must have had a rough day at work. I run to greet him wearing my tiny pink satin dress without underwear. I wanted to make him happy. The next thing I know, he slaps me and throws me on the bed. I am scared. He doesn’t say a word and starts taking his clothes off. I have never seen him this mad. Was it something I did? Maybe I should have been by the door waiting for him on my knees. I start to shiver as he takes his belt off. He loves the look of fear in my eyes. He whips his belt in the air and I scream. He seems too pleased with himself. I finally made him smile. And he didn’t even hit me so maybe tonight won’t be as bad as…… I lose my train of thought as I am yanked off the bed by my hair and a cock is shoved in my mouth. He face fucks me hard. He pinches my nose and deepthrots me until I turn blue and then yanks me back to the bed. Before I could straighten myself up he shoves his long hard cock inside me. I scream as the pain paralyses me. My hole wasn’t ready. But does that matter? I see a smirk building on his face as I scream and cry and endure my ordeal. He pulls down the straps of my dress and takes a long hard long hard look at my tits before twisting my nipple so hard my head spins. It’s never a good sign when he puts his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. I knew he was just getting started. He bites on my nipple and starts chewing at my fleshy tits. My tears and muffled screams turn him on more. I was getting used to the pain now. Even my pussy had reacted and his thrusts weren’t as painful anymore. He must have sensed that I am not in agony anymore because that’s when he pulled out of me and turned me over. I knew what was coming next. His cock was lubed up with my pussy juice but that wasn’t enough. I gathered some courage and asked him to stop. That pissed him off. He bit my back and shoved his cock deep inside my unwilling backside. I bit down hard as the pillow. The pain was so severe I thought I would die. How could he let his fuckmeat die? He grabbed my neck and choked me hard bringing me back to my senses. I don’t know how long it went on, I must have passed out from the pain. I woke up to him sleeping soundly next to me. I could barely move. Every inch of my body hurt. I somehow managed to drag myself to the mirror. I was unrecognisable. There were bruises and bite marks all over my body. My tits were in bad shade. My lip was swollen and I could barely walk. I quickly put makeup on, so he doesn’t have to look at my hideous face. Then I stumble to the kitchen and start cooking him breakfast, afterall he had a rough night.
P.s. this is my first attempt. Sorry if it’s bad. Thank you for reading.
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[FM] Every guy deserves a Vday BJ
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“Hey”
“Hey”
“You at home?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Can I call over?”
“Don’t you want to spend valentines day with your cunt of a girlfriend?”
“Dinner’s not til 8…. It’d be nice to get a blowjob today.”
This was the text chain I had with John just after work on valentines day last week (Oh yeah, regular readers, I got a new job, it’s going well!)
We’d been hooking up since my slutty confession happened and he had told me a lot of shit May said about me to him after they met me, which moved me from disliking May, to straight up hating that cunt.
(see here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i\_did\_the\_right\_thing\_that\_didnt\_go\_very\_well\_so/](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i_did_the_right_thing_that_didnt_go_very_well_so/))
Also, according to John, May doesn’t suck cock, so I was happy to provide a mouth to her man behind her back.
I changed out of my work clothes, just pulling on a simple dress over my bra and panties, and waited for John to ring the doorbell. I let him in, led him into my room. We chatted about our days while he took his already hard cock out of his pants and sat on the edge of my bed.
I pulled my dress over my head and off, then slipped off my bra, leaving me in just a pair of panties.
“I love your massive tits,” John told me as I knelt between his legs, and he reached down to squeeze them.
“You should get a girlfriend who’s not a flat chested cunt then.” I told him as I took his hard cock in my hand and leaned down to take his ball in my mouth.
“I like hers too, ahhhh” he explained as I got to work.
I sucked on his right ball first, then the left. I move to the base of his cock, licking up and down the front of the shaft, then I wrapped my lips around the front of it and slid slowly up and down.
I got to the tip and licked circles around that, I kissed it a few times. The whole time there was a chorus of “Oh fuck, oh god yeah, that’s so good,” coming from John.
I opened my mouth wide and slid it in. I lowered my head, taking his entire length inside me, deep throating him for a few seconds, before I started to slowly slide up and down him.
I caught his eye and held eye contact as I slid his cock in and out of my mouth, slowly, deliberately, watching the enjoyment on his face.
I closed my eyes and sped up, bobbing my head frantically up and down, sliding him quickly up and down past my lips, until he gave me the warning, “I’m close.” I kept bobbing until he blew his load, pumping his delicious warm juice into my mouth.
I held it there until I got every drop, then slid my lips off his dick and swallowed. I gave it a quick inspection to make sure I didn’t leave a drop behind, “There, all good for your date now,” I told him brightly.
He smiled and thanked me as he did his pants back up and I threw my dress back on. I walked him to the door and kissed him goodbye. “Enjoy your date with your cunt girlfriend!” I told him.
“Don’t worry, I will,” he called back as he walked off.
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[Cm/Cm] my cousin and me during vacation
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All people in the storry are 18+
A few years ago - I was still living at in my grandparents house - my cousin was staying over night for a few days during vacation. My gradparents didn't think of this being any problem since we were both male. We were planning on skiing the next days.
Since my room was the only room that has enougth space to accomodate someone over night, he was sleeping in my room on a mattress on the floor.
on the first evening, we were talking about girls and sex. Non of us had been with anyone else at that time yet, so we were both virgins. Since talking about this kind of stuff made us both very horny I asked if he'd like to try it with me even though I'm not a girl. He aggreed.
we both undressed and he lay on my bed with his dick fully errect. After a bit of hesitation I started jerking him of and he directed my head to his dick. Since I was already curous how it would be to suck someones cock I did pick up on this and started sucking him.
It didn't take long and he came in my mouth without any prior warning. As he was will holding my head the only choice I had was to swallow. This really made me even hornier.
Since he was also still hard, I asked if he'd like to try fucking me. He got up and I lay down on my back with my legs in the air. by coincidence I had some water based lube, so we started applying it to his cock and my anus.
Then it was time for him to slowly start penetrating my ass. It hurt at first and we had to take a small break in between but tried again. He finally managed to enter and slowly started fucking me. I didn't wanted to jerk since I was sure I'd instantly cum if I did, and so he continued fucking me for a few minutes.
Him fucking my ass felt so good and I was so horny at this time, that I shot my cum from just him fucking my ass without touching my cock at all. Even though I already came he continued fucking me for like 30 more seconds until he shot his seconds load up into my ass.
We did it again during the following days, even though I only managed to cum hands free once.
After that we used pretty much every opportunity when we was at my place to repeat the experience for a few years until I moved to another country.
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The Life Long Lessons Chapter 1 [m40+/f20+] [spanking]
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(The first chapter in a series with the same main characters, the unnamed woman and the man she lives with. Enjoy!)
She nervously fiddled with her ring as she waited. She had never been in this much trouble before. It was one thing to sneak out to go to a party at Andrea's, she'd done that before and gotten away with withholding monthly payments, but this... Andrea's parents coming home, the wild escape out the window that took along the expensive flower vase, the fall into the flower bed that destroyed the expensive gold necklace Robert had bought her when he was in China, and finally being caught by the police and driven home where she wobbled along the roadside in tattered clothes.
Robert had opened the door as she stood there between the two policemen. He had just listened and nodded as the policemen told him how they had found her, and shortly afterwards Andrea's father had called and told him about the earlier events that he had apparently gotten out of Andrea.
Robert hadn't said a word to her, just grabbed her arm firmly and led her into his study, then walked out and closed the door.
She couldn't hear him outside, but she knew that he would soon have to come in and decide her fate.
It was really extremely stupid. What she should have done, of course, was to have stayed and been scolded along with Andrea and then slept there as planned. Andrea's parents would have called the next morning, and she would have gotten another scolding from Robert and maybe a month's money less. But now the whole year's monthly allowance might not be enough.
Robert had been reluctant at first when she shyly asked if she could stay in his nice house near the city. He had suspected that the next question would be about finances, as she couldn't really afford her studies, and indeed she needed a small loan. After some hesitation, he had agreed to finance her studies as long as she lived with him, in return for her taking care of herself, her studies, part of the house, and finally, when she got a job after her studies, paying him back.
She had sworn that she would take care of everything because her university studies were important, and Robert had made it clear to her that as long as she lived in his house, his rules applied. She would study, get good grades, keep appointments and do some chores. If anything went wrong, he was perfectly entitled to punish her.
She had no intention of leaving, the housing situation was impossible, and Robert's money enabled her to study and become a lawyer. So far she had behaved reasonably well, she thought, and where things had gone wrong she had kindly accepted whatever punishments Robert had devised. Usually grounding or withdrawal of money, but on a couple of occasions Robert had grabbed her hair and tugged, growling that he should spank her. She hadn't really taken it seriously, but Robert seemed to think that you couldn't get too old for that kind of punishment.
So was that really what was in store? A spanking? It had never gone that far before. How did it feel? She was so nervous that her legs began to shake.
So the wait was over. The door opened and Robert came in. He looked collected.
“I thought I had made my rules clear.”
She didn't answer, just looked down at the floor.
“Do you want to move out tomorrow?”
She looked up and felt the panic welling up.
“No! Please don't throw me out, I promise…”
“Thank you, that's enough. You promise not to do it again. I've heard it before.”
She fell silent and looked down again.
“You have two choices. Either you move out right away tomorrow, or you get a very harsh punishment right here and now.”
“I'll take my punishment”, she replied immediately.
Nothing could be worse than moving out now, there were several semesters left of her studies.
“Very well. What do you think your punishment will be?”
She fiddled with the ring again and shivered involuntarily.
“You have made me extremely angry and disappointed today. I had to take a moment and calm down so as not to do anything rash. But now I am calm again, and can guarantee that your punishment will be well thought out, elaborate and very instructive.”
She sobbed a little. The lecture was unbearable.
“I think you've already guessed what's going to happen.”
He paused deliberately.
“You're going to lie across my lap on the sofa and then I'm going to give you a really good spanking.”
She hid her face in her hands and felt the tears burning behind her eyelids. There was no turning back. She had to take the punishment if she didn't want to move out tomorrow. And she just couldn't.
He let her agonise for a moment before continuing:
“You're going to spend a good while over my lap, and when we're done you're going to apologise properly, thank me for spanking you, and then you're going to go to bed immediately. But a word of warning - the punishment may not end there. If tomorrow morning I feel you need another reminder of the rules here at home, we'll go back in here and repeat the procedure. Is that understood?”
She sobbed again and felt her hands shake.
“Well?”
She nodded in response, feeling infinitely pitiful and remorseful.
“Very well. Have you been spanked before?”
“No”, she got out.
“Well, then. Then I can't ask you to refrain from weeping and wailing. To be spanked for the first time and in the amount I planned is no picnic.”
Though his words frightened her, somewhere a small spark of defiance was awakened. Crying like a little kid? She was an adult, after all. She'd probably show him. Maybe he would even be a little impressed with her if she was quiet and took the punishment without a murmur.
He went and sat down on the sofa.
“Come over here and lie across my lap.”
She got up on shaky legs and walked over to him. Inside her, thoughts raced. There was no way out of this. She was actually going to get spanked. He was going to spank her across the knee. It was so embarrassing she didn't know where to turn.
She stopped beside him, and began to crouch a little awkwardly. He quickly got tired of her antics and grabbed her arm and pulled her down over his knee. She felt him adjust her position until her feet were no longer touching the floor, and her face was buried in the sofa cushion. She gasped as she felt his hand find its way up her skirt and begin to pull down her panties.
“Oh, you didn't think you'd get spanked without your bottom being bare, did you? Otherwise I can't see the effect of the punishment.”
He slid her panties down to her ankles, and she whimpered as she felt his hand return upwards, slowly pulling her skirt over her bare buttocks and up her back. Her bottom was now unprotected and she felt him stop.
“Now it's high time you learned what happens in the future when you don't behave. I'm tired of you not realising the seriousness of your partying and sneaking and lying. In the future, I will spank you every time you break my rules, no matter how small, until I see an improvement.”
He let the words sink in firmly and then placed a hand on her bottom.
“Now I think we've talked enough. Now I'm going to spank you.”
And with those words he lifted his hand, and suddenly she felt something cool and hard instead of his hand.
“This is a wooden brush. You can give punishment with your hand, but as much as you're going to get, I prefer something more gentle on the palm, and that stings a little extra.”
He grabbed around her waist, and with the sharp sound of wood meeting skin, she realised the punishment had begun. The pain in her buttock was excruciating from the first second. She whimpered but forced herself to be quiet. She wouldn’t begin to whimper already at the first hit! Surely he wouldn't go on for very long, what with the force he'd let the brush land.
When the second buttock got a taste of the brush, she began to realise that he had been truthful - this was not going to be a bed of roses. This was going to hurt... terribly.
The brush landed again and she whimpered, and soon she felt him pick up the pace. Rhythmically and with great force, Robert let the brush dance across her unprotected bottom, up and down, then right, then left. She hugged the sofa cushion tightly and felt the pain spread like wildfire, it stung and burned and she couldn't stop the tears. Still she forced herself not to cry and scream, some dignity she would have left, but the crying simply could not be stopped. She soon began to wriggle her legs with each smack of the brush, and felt his grip on her waist harden.
“Now I think you are beginning to realise the seriousness of what you have done.”
Robert picked up the pace slightly, and she soon tried to pull away from the searing dance of the brush, but was firmly stuck in his grip. How strong he was!
“I should have spanked you a long time ago. I should have known that a long time of having your bottom burning with pain is the best lesson. And tomorrow you'll be reminded every time you sit down.”
She bit her lip and pounded her fists on the couch, but nothing could relieve the terrible sting that the brush created. Robert had now also increased the power of the smacks, and now she was really getting a feel for what it meant to be spanked. He let her whole bottom taste the hard brush, and he did it without stopping. It was a single, stinging, burning rain of blows.
After what seemed like an eternity, the brush stopped falling. She was shaking with tears, but inside her burned the stubborn little flame of defiance. Hah! I didn't scream!
She felt his hand caress the burning, stinging buttocks.
“Now it really shows that I'm dealing with a disobedient girl. Naughty girls get spanked on their bare bottom until it gets really red and sore. Isn't that right?”
She knew he was taunting her. She felt her cheeks burn almost as much as her bottom. But she'd made it!
“Get up.”
She stood up and wiped her tears. Her skirt fell down over her bottom, and she bent to pull up her panties.
“And what do you think you're doing?”
She stopped and looked up in surprise. He smiled a little.
“I see. You thought it was finished. Well, I think I'd better explain the situation a bit more.”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her away to the desk.
“That was just the warm-up. For minor misdemeanours, perhaps I can settle for spanking you with just the brush. But when something this serious has happened, you should expect your punishment to last much longer, and in increasing degrees of pain.”
He turned her away from him so that she was looking out of the window on the other side of the desk. Terrified, she watched him walk away and pick up one of the sofa cushions and place it on the table in front of her.
“Now, you will bend over the desk so that your hips rest on this cushion. This will put you in a very suitable position to be spanked with the bamboo stick.”
She started crying again. She had seen the bamboo sticks in the large pot in the living room, but had never considered that it could be anything more than decoration. She couldn't imagine anything but a horrible sting if one landed on bare skin.
“There you go. Bend over.”
She had no choice. Slowly, she lay across the desk and felt him settle the pillow under her hips.
“Hold the edge of the table. If your hands happen to find their way back to your bottom, I advise you to stop them quickly. A single attempt to stop the punishment will lead to more spanking.”
She grabbed the edge of the table and pressed her forehead into it. She managed the brush without crying and making a fool of herself. Now she just needed to get through this for a while too.
She felt her skirt slowly being pulled back up, exposing her already stinging bottom once again. Soon she could also feel the cool, sinister bamboo stick resting against her buttocks.
“Soon you will understand just how serious I am about what happened tonight. Hopefully, you'll realise that a spanking was just what you needed.”
A loud slap was the first thing she sensed, but soon she was gasping for breath and whimpering loudly at the stinging sensation that flashed in a line across both buttocks.
“The next one will land here, right where your bottom meets your thighs, where the skin is the thinnest.”
The slender stick landed with force right where it promised, and she howled in pain. She had forgotten the defiance in no time, and her whole interior was now filled with the new level of pain that had flared up.
“Now I firmly believe you are beginning to learn something.”
The smacks came at just the right intervals for her to hear the thwack, feel the pain explode in her bottom, and cry out loud. She gripped the edge of the table so tightly that her knuckles whitened.
“Please, no more!” she screamed as the stick landed for the seventh time, exactly at the same spot as the second had.
“You know very well that you have earned a spanking.”
Another smack made her drop the edge of the table and scream loudly, but she quickly grabbed the table again. More spanking if she let go, she didn't forget.
Another thwack.
“No, no more! Sorry! I'll never do it again, please…”
He didn't answer, he simply let the bamboo cane back down on her butt. She kicked her legs and threw her head up with a howl.
“Are you learning anything from this?”
Another smack before she could answer, and she twisted her behind back and forth to try to still the sting.
“Yes”, she squealed. “I am learning! Please, no more!”
Another stinging crack and she screamed loudly again.
“You've needed a good spanking for a long time now.”
The bamboo stick landed on the middle of her bottom and she released her grip with one hand and grabbed again in another place. She wailed loudly and cried uncontrollably.
“Please no more! Please, I'll never…”
One more smack turned the end of the sentence into a scream and her buttocks burned with infernal heat.
“Now listen carefully. I'll give you five more thwacks with the bamboo stick. After that, you're going to lie there for a while with your bare bottom out and think about what you've done. Then I want you to apologise to me, thank me so much for spanking you, and tell me what you have learned from it. Then you go to bed, and if you're lucky, maybe punishment will be enough for this time. Understand?”
She sobbed out a yes.
“All right. Let's finish with five good smacks.”
The first one took her breath away. It must have been twice as hard as the previous hits. When she regained her breath, the next one came in almost exactly the same place, and she screamed out in agony.
The third one landed again where her buttocks and thighs met, and she howled, stomping her feet.
The fourth smack landed high up and she screamed that she would never break the rules again.
The fifth lingered a bit.
“Last one. Now I want you to think carefully about what it feels like to have your bottom spanked, so that you can evoke that memory the next time you think about being naughty.”
The blow was hard and landed in the same place as the previous one, and she collapsed in tears across the table when she realised it was over.
He let her lie like that for a while, and soon the crying subsided. Her buttocks were still stinging and burning, but the worst was already beginning to subside.
“Now I firmly believe you have something to say.”
She sobbed again. Ashamed, she hid her head in her arms.
“Oh, no. Hold on to the skirt so that the bottom remains bare, and turn and look me in the eye.”
She fought the shame and finally managed to grab the skirt and hold it so that the bottom remained bare, but the private parts were hidden by her hands. She turned slowly and looked at his chest.
“Look me in the eye, or we'll go straight over to the sofa and fix you up for some more spanking.”
Startled by the threat, she looked up and said in a trembling voice:
“I'm really sorry for behaving badly tonight. I've learned never to break the rules again. I apologise... and... thank you…”
“For what?” he said sternly.
“Thank you... for... spanking me.”
Quickly she looked down at the ground again, overcome with shame.
“You're welcome. Rest assured, there will be more if you need it. Now go away and go to bed.”
And away she went, grateful to leave the terrifying spanking devices behind her, and she slept on her stomach that night. Fortunately, Robert thought she had learned a sufficient lesson the night before, so there was no more spanking the next day as he had threatened. But she was well aware of what he'd said - the slightest infraction and she'd be back over her knee with her bottom bare.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 420. Love, warmth and intimate pleasure.
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His naked and pure body lay before me on my bed. Michael has only ever been sexual with me, and I cherish his innocent soul. This strong body and long, brawn cock are comprised of half of my genes, and I spent nine beautiful months incubating him inside my body. For a long time, I bathed, nourished and cared for his tiny helpless body all day and all night. I taught him to walk, to speak, to ride a bicycle and to read. Now, he is all grown up and I have the privilege of teaching him how to fuck a woman properly and keep him as my lover.
My beloved younger son has always wanted to please his mother and now he gets to literally give me pleasure. As a child he would draw pictures and make tiny and precious cards for me. He would even rub my feet and always wanted cuddle. These days, he uses his tongue to make me feel good and thrusts his unyielding phallus into me to bring me a feeling of euphoria.
Michael entered the world through my body and was tiny and fragile. He now enters the same part of my body with his powerful, sturdy dick and leaves his hot seed behind. Often, when his cock pushes inside my motherly pussy, I whisper "Welcome home" into his ear.
Love, motherhood, pleasure and intimacy should all be combined.
**My sons are 22 and 27. I cannot help you seduce your mom. My situation is unusual, and your mom does not want to have sex with you. Also, are you stupid enough to believe I would want to share pics with you?**
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Fine Print [M40s/F23(softly F30s/F23)][Exhibition][Public Humiliation][Public Nudity][Free-Use][Mdom/Fsub][Fdom/Fsub]
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The ‘uniform’ hung in front of her, barely less fabric than her bikini in senior year. It was nothing like what the other maids she saw on site had – the denim-blue shapeless dress or button-down and matching pants, combined with a thick linen apron, gloves and a variety of shoes definitely not stipulated by the contract.
Not like her uniform, where whoever designed it clearly forgot that clothing was supposed to be covering the body. The lace-decorated stilettos were worrisome enough already, since she wasn’t sure how she’d be able to walk in this set. The white garter belt and stockings, sheer to the point of being more bits of lace attached to pearlescent tissue, were not much better, but that was nothing compared to the actual ‘uniform’ portion of the outfit.
There in front of her hung an apron, sheer enough where she could see the hanger and wall behind the fabric. The thing would barely cover from her nipples to her thighs, and certainly did not cover anything beyond the square right in front of her. It wouldn’t be so bad though if there was anything else to go with it.
There had to be another piece missing, a dress or another set of aprons meant to cover this! Even a bikini!
Erica always heard the phrase ‘if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is’, but this was ridiculous.
And getting a position as a maid at the Heirich manor was turning out to be the case here.
“This is a sick joke,” she mumbled, looking back at the assistant who led her into the changing room. “I saw the uniforms the rest of the maid staff were wearing, and it was sure as hell not this-”
“Correction, you saw the ‘cleaners’ uniforms, Miss Peabody,” the assistant stopped her rant, holding up a perfectly manicured hand as she explained, “You were hired on as a ‘maid’, specifically a ‘personal maid’ for Mr. Heirich, am I correct?”
“Well… Yes,” Erica muttered, standing up to get closer to the diaphanous cloth that was supposed to make up her outfit. It didn’t help going over the stipulations with the assistant prior to coming into the lavish changing room, where she had to remove all her articles. After all, considering Heirich handled extensive experimental tech in-office, it made sense to make sure all employees would have a full-on change of clothes and underwent a security check to make sure nothing leaked.
Of course, she knew about that part prior to this, and brought a cute extra bra-and-panty set, one with strawberries, to both congratulate herself as well as to look nice in the company changing room. Considering the uniform though, she had a strong feeling the panties and bra were not part of the ‘uniform’.
“... You’re messing with me, aren’t you?” Erica asked, face as red as a strawberry, as she turned her glare to the assistant. “This is some weird hazing thing? Ask the new girl to strip down and wear something dumb and humiliating so everyone can get a good laugh? This is really messed up and cruel, you know!”
The assistant shook her head, pulling a tablet off of the clipboard she held so close to herself. Not that she had any reason to be embarrassed, she had a very slick suit-dress with dark tights and yeah, heels, but actual dark-red heels instead of the stilettos that would keep Erica from moving too quickly. She flipped open the tablet with a pass of a perfectly manicured thumb before turning it to her, the contract up in full.
“It’s all part of the fine print, Miss Peabody,” The assistant said, tapping at the mash of words she barely bothered to glance at.
After all, she was so excited to hear not just her salary, but her signing bonus for just coming in. Five thousand dollars upfront was more than enough to cover her rent, and making an additional two thousand a week? For what sounded like the same cleaning gig she was barely making minimum wage on?
How could she say no to that?
“As per the role of Mr. Edwin Heirich’s personal maid, you will be given a specialty uniform, consisting of appropriate footwear, delicates and a one-piece body piece in the form of an… Apron…” Erica’s mumbles trailed off, as she read outloud the outfit stipulated.
Shit.
Yeah, she was barred from underwear in the suit too, as she rightfully assumed.
And, reading on, it wasn’t the worst of it. The role, as she looked it over, was much less of what she would conceive of for a ‘maid’. Well, she’d have a feather duster of course, to use for both ‘light polishing’ as well as part of her costume. There were other potential ‘tools’ listed too, definitely not ones that would help in cleaning though.
In the back of her mind, she had to admit the plug would probably be a little help for that, and keeping fluids in–
Her face fluorescent, she turned back to the assistant. “There’s been a horrible misunderstanding, ma’am. I went in for the cleaner position-”
“Indeed you did,” The assistant said, interrupting Erica once again. She stepped closer, her heels muffled by the plush carpet of the changing room, but still her movements were almost imposing, lioness-like as she loomed over the shorter Erica, her long red hair dangling enough to touch Erica’s chest, “However, we found that while you didn’t meet the criteria for cleaning staff at the Heirich manor, you did meet the physical and mental qualifications for the ‘maid’ position. Wouldn’t you say so though, Miss Peabody? That you did agree to be an agreeable, pleasant and social young lady as stated in your personality quiz?”
“Y-yes, of course,” Erica stammered, trying very hard not to look the assistant in the eye. She wasn’t sure if she could even shove the red lock of hair off her chest, or step back so she wasn’t closed in by the much taller woman with sharp eyes and a subtle smile, more of an upward turn of her lips. “B-but… It’s just much more than I expected, and I know it’s on me, but-” She swallowed, arms covering her chest with the tablet in an attempt to look smaller, “M-maybe I should just. Back out before I get in too deep?”
“... Perhaps you should continue reading the contract further,” the assistant said, her long finger dipping down to pull the tablet away from her body, “After all, it would be cruel to ask a young woman such as you to pay back the initial five thousand dollar payment for your sign-on bonus, wouldn’t it? Or lose out on your first day bonus, for that matter?”
Shit. Again. Yeah, most of that money was good and spent, between her apartment, filling her fridge and cabinets with something, and finally getting the weird ‘clunk’ of her car checked. And she definitely would miss out on her ‘first day bonus’.
Well, if there was anything that could be said about Edwin Heirich, he paid his staff brilliantly. Even the initial ‘cleaning staff’ wages on LinkedIn were beating the hell out of anything else in the cleaning services range. Her gaze swapped from the statuesque woman staring her down to the hanging tissue, and back to her in a fluster, before she could finally ask, “What’s… The first day bonus?”
“Same as any Heirich Industrials employee,” The assistant said, tilting her head with a sharp smile, “Double any sign-on bonus or first-day wages, typically whichever is cheaper but in your case, it will be the more costly. After all, Mr. Heirich has been looking for a new maid for a long time, since his last one received a promotion.”
“I… See,” Erica mumbled. Ten thousand dollars. Ten. Fucking. Thousand dollars. Yeah, she was gonna do this. She was going to accept whatever was on that contract, as well as that piece of tissue uniform she was going to be stuck in, because paying off a massive chunk of her student loans took priority. Hell, it was enough money to even have fun with.
She could get a new car.
An actual new one, instead of a lemon that still had no rearview camera.
Mustering up her confidence, Erica nodded, “I think I will be.” She tried to work the words out of her mouth, trying so hard to spit them out, “Changing. For work, now.”
“Excellent!” The assistant clapped her hands together, finally stepping back enough to give Erica a breath. As she walked out, she turned over her shoulder, “And remember, Miss Peabody, that is your entire uniform. No adding additional pieces!”
“R-right,” Erica said, giving a soft wave to shoo the assistant out the door. “No. Underwear or bra, just all this. Yes, ma’am.”
Ten thousand dollars. She just had to remind herself of the money, and just. Hope maybe it looked more covering after it was on! Maybe it wasn’t nearly as scanty as it looked!
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The heels were indeed just high enough where Erica couldn’t run or walk quickly, keeping her right on her tip-toes. The stockings were not much better, just the slightest hint of creamy white over her skin, besides the lacy top highlighting nearly the full length of her legs and the very bottom of the apron’s ruffle sheering against them.
Not that the apron mattered.
The apron was as she saw on the hanger but even worse than she expected. Her rosy nipples poked over the top, as hard as she tried to cover her heavy bust. It ruched in the middle, tight against her breasts but hanging over her slim torso even with how the ribbon tied around the back, before dangling just barely over her pussy. Barely. Every step showed her fresh-shaved pussy, pink and, much to her embarrassment, wet. She could feel the slickness all over her lips, maybe even by the tops of her legs.
There were few other accessories, although no underwear or even pasties. A little lace hat went on top of her curly blond hair – no longer tied up as the scrunchy was not ‘part of work apparel’ and she couldn’t risk any loss to the money if she was going this far – but now hanging around her face in messy waves. The cufflinks attached to nothing, but they felt thick and solid, almost like something was beneath them.
Maybe some sort of monitoring bracelet while she was here? Maybe, the darker part of her mind added, some form of bondage cuff waiting for a chain or a latch to hang her to?
And of course, there was the feather duster. The one normal part of the whole kit, that she now held right in front of her groin in some failed attempt at protecting her dignity. It didn’t help the occasional lash of a feather against exposed skin with every few steps, from how the apron rucked up and pulled down with every move and left her more exposed.
As Erica exited the changing room, she could see the assistant standing by. Without even saying a word of welcome, she walked right back over to Erica, the click of her heels on tile so prominent now. Erica bit her lip, afraid to ask but still clinging to hope the woman would cackle, call her a dumbass, and toss her back in with an actual uniform and it would turn out to be a weird little game that the rich like to play.
Instead though, she sauntered around her in a circle, appraising Erica, raking over every inch of her exposed, reddening skin. She grabbed Erica’s arm, forcing the hand with the feather duster down before she could do more than squeak in panic. “Mustn’t cover yourself up, Miss Peabody,” she scolded, glancing downwards, “But a commendable job, coming in fully prepared without any requests. You’re already a step ahead.”
She could feel the twitch of her clit, how her pussy burned from feeling the exposed air after the slight teases of feather. “Y-” Erica swallowed, trying to suppress a building whimper, “Yes ma’am, I’ll remember that.”
As she continued her walk, she reached back to the tie around Erica’s apron, ‘tsking’ softly before undoing it, “We’ll have to teach you how to tie a ribbon properly, however.”
Erica’s hands twitched, as she could feel the apron falling, the tight press against her chest coming loose as well as falling away from her skin. It took her everything not to cover her breasts and pussy up, feeling herself going from practically naked to actually naked for those perilous seconds, feeling her body bloom hotter from those moments.
Was anyone else watching this? She couldn’t see any other cleaners or support staff around, but there had to be cameras watching as she was stripped and redressed right in the middle of a hallway, one with open, wide halls and massive windows overlooking the garden grounds. Anyone who walked by could see her like this, even before she had a boyfriend or girlfriend, or anyone intimate!
Any one besides the assistant, who finally deigned to tie the apron back onto her, the fabric tightening over her exposed skin and long lashes of ribbon running parallel over her ass instead of how she tried to cover up slightly with the thicker apron ribbons. “Now you look suitable,” the assistant said, her fingers darting all over Erica’s body for a second.
Her nails tracked along the soft skin of Erica’s breasts as she adjusted the top, barely ghosting by her pussy lips as she shifted the bottom. Her sides, the tops of her thighs, even her back was not spared from the little touches, even as Erica tried to muffle the soft whimpers, a soft “mph-” escaping as the apron fell back against her pussy from one last adjustment.
The assistant paused, before smiling down at Erica. “I can see exactly why you were hired, dear Miss Peabody,” she teased, her fingers still holding her apron, the heat of her hand close enough where Erica could feel it, “You are meant to entertain Mr. Heirich, however I will keep this in mind.”
Her mind just whirled at the comment. A flirt? A threat? A promise? Each one made her squirm even more as she considered the question of who was Mr. Heirich’s last ‘maid’ in the back of her mind, even after the assistant appraised her.
She walked ahead, curling her finger as if to say ‘come along’ as she led Erica along. If she heard the little moan that Erica gave at the sight of the finger, her overwhelmed mind thinking of that contact within her, she paid Erica no mind as she led her slowly to Mr. Heirich’s office.
It was truly slowly too, considering how inexperienced Erica was with the heels. She expected to be scolded for this, but if anything it felt like the assistant took her sweet time and allowed them to linger as they walked the halls. With every step, she could feel eyes raking over her now, first passing the actual cleaning staff and the other girls who were on the first-day sign-on. Some glared at her, others watched slack-jawed.
“Damn, no one is gonna believe me…” She heard one girl mutter, another nodding beside her. Their eyes did not leave Erica’s body as she walked by, not even talking to her properly but about her instead.
Not that the next set helped, a pair of large bodyguards standing outside of an office. The pair wore sunglasses along with their crisp suits, but she could see how their faces tilted to focus on her, just as the assistant stopped her. “I will need to check with Mr. Heirich,” she said, “must make sure you won’t be interrupting something of consequence.”
“O-of course,” Erica whispered, standing right where the assistant left her. She wasn’t sure if she could try to cover herself, watching the two men now staring intently at her, even more so than the assistant at her first glance. One, the younger of the pair with spiked hair, licked his lip as he watched her, face very clearly bouncing between her breasts and pussy, while the other kept his focus.
The momentary pause of the assistant stepping away to talk to Mr. Heirich lingered, taking on more time. She didn’t have her phone nor a watch while she was here, completely at a loss of how much time was progressing and not sure what to do but fidget. From here, she could see the polished doors of the office acting almost like a mirror, shining just enough where she could see herself.
Her skin was stained red, not just her cheeks but her shoulders, the tops of her breasts, and down to her dripping cunt. And god, it was truly shimmering with her own juices, as were the tops of her legs right to the laced tops of the stocking. Everyone must have realized what she was here for, especially after being paraded around and left to be leered at by older men who were very appreciative of the eye candy.
The door cracked open, snapping her out of her flustered self-examination. There stood the assistant with her new boss, Mr. Edwin Heirich himself with salt-and-pepper dark hair and piercing dark eyes. He smiled appreciatively, glancing at her once-over as he stepped aside. “I can see why Helena spoke so highly of you, Erica,” he said, allowing her to enter. As she tried to cut down the tremble of her legs, she could see the luxurious office, the tall wooden desk covered in computer hardware and paperwork as well as the plush couches surrounding a coffee table.
The assistant – Helena, but it felt so personal to call her by her first name – nodded to Mr. Heirich, “I believe I should start making arrangements for your appointments today, Mr. Heirich. After all, it appears you’ll have quite a bit on your plate.”
“Indeed,” Mr. Heirich said, smiling down at Helena. Even with her heels and height, she barely came up to his chin. God, Erica felt dwarfed by the man, clearly built with how his suit flexed underneath and tall, the only sign of his age being the slight speckling of white mixed in his hair and beard. “Be sure to make a hotel booking as well, please? I’m currently thinking… The Conrad would be good.”
“The Conrad?” She smiled, a hand coming up to her chest before nodding, “I will make the arrangements right away. Let me know if there will be any further addendums as well, Mr. Heirich.”
Helena slipped out shortly after, Erica catching the slightest hint of a blush over her cheeks as she made her way out. Maybe if she could form thoughts beyond her own fluster, she could connect the dots. But right now, all she could think was how little she wore, and how much Mr. Heirich towered over her own tiny frame. She tried her best to stay quiet, keeping the feather duster right at her side as he looked her over.
“Ah, I see you have some cleaning supplies!” Mr. Heirich beamed, glancing down to her hand. “Just as well too, after all you should have a good idea of your duties.”
“F-fulfill whatever you request, Mr. H-Heirich,” Erica mumbled, the words catching in her tongue.
“Indeed, indeed…” he nodded, trailing off as he sat back down in the lux leather computer chair in front of his desk. “Actually, you know what I would like for a first sample?” Her body clenched, in anticipation, every debauched thought playing in her mind at once, only for him to pat his computer desk, “Let’s see how you can work your feather duster. Please, some light cleaning throughout the office Erica?”
That.
Immediately calmed the errant heartbeat of her chest. Maybe it wasn’t nearly as saucy as she was led to believe? Maybe he just was a little fetish-y but wanted a personal cleaner on top of the building-wide staff? With a nod, Erica started going to work.
Of course, there was little in the way of actual dust in the office. Whoever actually was meant as a cleaner instead of a ‘maid’ must have seen to it. Still, she went through every nook and cranny, flitting about the room and catching what she could with her uneven steps. At first, she almost felt relieved with the low-level task she was given.
Until she realized how his eyes followed her every move. And followed downward every time she bent, focusing on the low slope of her breasts dangling down even with the apron pressing them upwards. Or between her legs, eyes following the split of her pussy and ass, possibly even the hot pink lips inside, since she could feel how her cunt leaked and clit ached with every movement.
More so with remembering she was being watched.
“You were ranked in college Junior Varsity for swimming, according to your application?” he asked, his attention clearly focused downwards, “Do you still swim?”
“N-no sir…” She mumbled, “Haven’t been able to afford a pool pass for the past two years… I just have to stick to jogging and home-cardio training.” Why was she giving away so much information? Why did she feel like he needed to know why her legs and ass were so strong, even with the plush dip of her hips and tits, or her puffy pussy for that matter.
He ‘tsked’, “Pity that. Hopefully, we’ll be able to do something to amend the situation… Ah, please take care of my desk as well, dear? It’s awfully dusty.” He waved over, sliding his chair just the slightest bit left for her to come over.
Erica paused, needing a moment to hammer in her own confidence. She walked over, already sure of what she’d need to do. After all, the desk wasn’t overtly high, and if she was to clean it while next to Mr. Heirich, she would need to bend over right beside him. As she bent over, her breasts just barely touching the table, she could hear the satisfied hum of her new employer right next to her. Of course, the feather duster went, gliding carefully over the motley of keyboards, esoteric metallic pieces and awards over the top of the surface.
She could focus on this, passing her duster over the massive glass prism announcing him as ‘Tech Innovator of the Year’ with little pause. As long as she focused on this, she could do it well, and that’s what she needed to do for that ten thousand dollar payout right?
Just focus on the table.
And not on the hand now pressing on her inner thigh, teasing at the soaked top lace of her stocking. “You seem rather excitable, Erica,” Mr. Heirich teased, his fingertips brushing along her skin enough to draw out a gasp. “No need to overthink it, my dear, just continue until you no longer can.”
“Y-yessir,” she mumbled, one hand pressing to the desk for balance as she continued. After all, she was meant to dust, and so many things on this desk looked so delicate especially the monitor she currently brushed tidy.
It would do no good to suddenly stop, as those thick fingers moved upwards, glancing against her soaked lips. His fingers pressed against her pussy, rubbing her outer lips very firmly but softly. “You have a good eye for detail, it appears… And so determined, as well.”
“Y-Ye-eah-” Her words choked into a moan as one finger slipped between her hot, soaking lips, brushing soothingly upwards. She could do nothing for the next one, as soon as he made contact with her clit and brushed directly against the nub, even if she kept her focus. Erica wanted to hitch her hips back, rock against that finger but first she had her job to do.
The feather duster barely brushed against something bizarre, a pile of open cables surrounding a motherboard? Not that she could think more, not with every rub of his finger against her clit, turning from a light rub to a circular movement with the tip of two fingers.
“Good job, avoiding the motherboard itself,” He purred, leaning up just enough to whisper in her ear. Even sitting, he still loomed over her, enough where she could feel his mass against her nearly-naked body, before those fingers sadly moved away from her clit. “But I am a selfish man, you understand… It’s hard not to be when you’re a billionaire, and I want to check something.”
“Che-eh-fuck-” Before she could even ask, two fingers twinned up right into her soaking cunt, curling upwards. The fingers – calloused, hard, big and long, and scissoring so they pressed deep inside her – sank in, brushing against the tender flesh of her g-spot for just enough to force her to stop her feeble attempts at dusting. Not when she needed to clutch the desk for dear life, feeling him flex his hand back and forth out of her.
Those fingers pistoned hard, his body pressing her into the desk enough where she could feel the glossy coat of the table on her naked skin. The useless skirt of the apron ruched up, leaving her pussy exposed to his fingering as her clit now brushed the edge of the desk with each thrust.
Fuck, she could feel the orgasm building up, hot and hard, after so many eyes fucking her and feeling Mr. Heirich deep within her pussy. And these were just his fingers that sent her hurtling over the edge to a needed orgasm, one that called for her since she stepped out of that dressing room with her naked pussy barely hidden by some diaphanous ruffles.
The bliss tangled in her mind, as she could feel herself leaking down his fingers, gasping out Mr. Heirich’s name desperately with each pull and touch and brush inwards, yanking more of her orgasm out of her aching core. She had no idea when he finally relented, allowing her to stop against the desk with a twitch as he finally drew himself out of her pussy.
“Very good show, my dear,” he said, holding his now soaked hand to her lips. Erica stared up blearily, before connecting the dots and lapping her fluids from his hand. Mr. Heirich hummed in appreciation, “And very quick to the uptake too… But you know what’s next, right?”
“N-next?” Erica asked.
Mr Heirich turned, his massive cock very clearly tenting the fine suit he wore. “As I said before, Erica,” he taunted, sitting back, “I am a very selfish man… And after I made sure your pussy would fit my interests, it’s now my turn.”
His… Turn.
Oh dear.
The blush started up once again, as she wobbled back up onto her feet. “S-should I… Get to my knees?” She asked, already preparing to start sucking. After all, with how her pussy quaked, she wasn’t sure if she could handle another orgasm like that.
Still, he did not relent, as Mr. Heirich shook his head. “Maybe next time, dear Erica… For now though, what I want is to sink myself in your wet little cunt and savor it for as long as I want. And seeing as your job as my maid to fulfill my requests?” He leaned back in his chair, unzipping the thick length in one hit.
The cock bobbed, coming to full mast. Erica found herself trembling, pussy clenching around air at the thought. It certainly beat out any toys she was able to afford, and it pulsed in her hand as she braced herself to get in close, climbing up onto his lap.
The seat was certainly large enough for two, even if she had to brace her knees around his waist. Of course, Mr. Heirich helped, turning her to face away from him as he helped line her red little cunt to the tip of his cock. Her mind tried to argue against it, how she just came, how this had to be illegal, how he didn’t even have a condom on his member, but still she drew herself down.
It was no longer about that big payoff later today, but because how much her mind craved this, getting the fucking everyone around threatened her with since she came to the building. Allowing Mr. Heirich to really enjoy his maid, as she sank down to encompass his cock with one careful roll of her hips.
She whimpered, blond hair pooling against Mr. Heirich’s shoulder as she writhed. Everything was down to feeling, with how her body pulsed with need, and how she could feel the soft flutter of the apron falling from her waist, as Mr. Heirich tugged the ribbon tie open. “There we go… Helena knows exactly what I like, and it looks like you do too…” He whispered in her ear, before his hands went to her hips.
Erica realized she wouldn’t need to fuck back into Mr. Heirich, as his hands grasped her. Not with how he suddenly started pumping her, drawing needy, gasping screams from her throat as her over-loaded pussy started careening for a second orgasm now that she was fucked like the little toy she was meant to be. He pumped into her, watching her in the mirror across the door as her tits bounced up and down, free from the apron’s very slight concealment and now completely naked.
Her attention was so focused on the mirror, she forgot it was a door until the entrance opened once again, with Helena standing right in the entranceway as well as the two guards from before. “Don’t think of covering yourself,” Mr. Heirich whispered into her ear, as he continued to pump her on himself, leaving her bouncing so hard she could feel the little lace hat fall. His attention went right back to Helena, “We… We’ll need to update the Cyprus-Cox engine, I think I have an idea to bring up with the lab later.”
“Of course, Mr. Heirich,” Helena said, noting it down, “I know the boys down in engineering have been pushing for this–”
They talked of machines and engines, as he kept fucking her stupid. Even with his cock inside her, it was almost like nothing to him while he bounced Erica, her hands grasping at the arms of his seat for any sort of leverage. Not that she didn’t try either, rocking herself back against him, trying to clench in time to the jackhammer thrusting that left her toes curling.
It didn’t help how everyone could watch as her second orgasm started crackling over her frame, her eyes focusing on how the guards smirked, how Helena delighted in the sight of her being Mr. Heirich’s personal whore. She couldn’t think more after that second orgasm, the thrusting still unabated even with how her body trembled and mind crackled from overstimulation.
Little orgasms, stinging and shivering, ran through her with every thrust, especially with how Mr. Heirich’s finger tracked down. “You… Did a good job, Helena, once again,” he muttered, “We’re… Definitely going to have a shared session with her… She was even eager to suck my dick, and she’ll look amazing against your cunt…”
“I would hope so, Mr. Heirich,” Helena said, teasing the edge of her skirt, a blush over her cheeks, “She is quite a fun little toy to tease too. I look forward to breaking her for you.”
“See…” Mr. Heirich’s inhale over Erica’s shoulder, as well as the twitch of his hips, were signs of his own closeness. “See that you do, Helena. You’re going to be an amazing little maid, Erica-”
His fingers teased her clit as his orgasm hit, sending one final rush of passion through Erica’s frame. The thick hot cum filled her, heat soaking through every inch of her pussy as the pulse of her twitching clit and cunt wracked over her slight frame once again. There weren’t words coming out of Erica’s mouth or mind at this point, only lust, that all-encompassing lust of having her brain fucked out and left like the toy she was hired to be.
She barely remembered the rest of the day, a haze of being a twitching mess on Mr. Heirich’s lap as a soaking sheath for his cock, dangling over his desk as he held one of her breasts in his palms in the midst of negotiations.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 431. A mother's driven lust for her son's sexual recognition.
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The head, swollen hard and purple, pops free of my lips as my elder boy moans for his mother. My hand guides the wet tip to my taught nipple and tickles it, making me even more wet and ravenous.
"Who is the best lover you have ever had?" I hiss with a mixture of ardor and indignation.
Patrick's octave increases as he blurts out "You Mom. You are."
Climbing atop his naked body, I tease my clit with the summit of penis and moan like a wanton banshee.
"Should I ride this hammy? I made it. Should I just stop and go ride your brother instead?" I ask with pure indignation.
Gasping for air, he begged "Please put it inside you Mom. You are the best and most important woman I could ever have."
With that, I began to gyrate on his member nearly hard enough to break it off. I held the headboard to keep it from damaging the wall as I bounced on my own son like a corrupt jackhammer. My nails pushed into his strong chest, and I growled powerfully through clenched teeth like a jaguar taking down a hapless capybara.
When he was close to cumming, I slid down his physique and took his dick into my nurturing mouth. He erupted and I continued to suck until I had milked him completely. Seconds later, my tongue was in his mouth as I kissed him before leaving him spent and sweaty, alone on his bed.
Motherhood can be quite cathartic.
**My sons are 27 and 22. I will never post pics or videos. If you ask, it only proves how dumb you really are.**
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[MF] My wife shared me with her friend while we were out of town
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This occurred last year when my wife and I went to a work conference together in another state. We had known a lot of the people that would be there through networking, but were meeting most of them for the first time. It was a nice mix of people, some our age, some a bit older. For the most part, everyone was very friendly and we hit it off with a small group of people, mostly women, that my wife already knew through social media.
On our last night there, we went out to eat at a local pizza place with a small group - myself, my wife, and 3 of her friends: Danielle, Kelly, and Monica. All of us are in our early 30s. I had taken a small edible before we went out and it started to hit right as I was diving into the pizza, making it a significantly better experience.
I'm usually a fairly reserved person in social settings. My wife is much more Type A. Weed tends to change that a bit and before long I was genuinely having a fun time, relaxed and enjoying the conversation.
I was sitting next to Danielle (with whom I had split the edible earlier) and we were both having a great time. We have a lot in common: similar taste in music, sarcasm, and snarky comments directed at others. On the walk back to the hotel, we would get a bit distracted and fall behind everyone else every now and then.
"Are you two love birds going to join the rest of us?" my wife teased at one point.
"You seem more bothered about us being slow than being love birds," Danielle joked back.
"Oh, be my guest," my wife shot back, "when he gets a bit of THC in his system, he's a handful."
It's true. Weed makes me horny, which I now know is a fairly common side effect. I was enjoying talking to Danielle, but I couldn't help notice her curves. She's fairly different from my wife, who is pretty short and petite. Danielle is taller, almost my height at 5'10", athletic, with a very round behind that had caught my eye.
Danielle put her arm in mine and said, "Ok, he's mine tonight then" with a laugh.
By the time we got to the hotel my mind was racing. Obviously, this was all just some harmless teasing and joking, but I couldn't help but imagine what a night with Danielle would be like. We all sat in the lobby of the hotel near the bar for a bit, talking among the group until I told my wife I was going to go up to the room and relax a bit before going to sleep.
I waved to the group and headed up. I got in bed in my boxers, turned on the tv and started browsing social media on my phone. 20 minutes later, I heard the door open and my wife and, to my surprise, Danielle entered the room.
I was obviously taken aback and mentioned that I was just in my boxers under the blanket.
"Seems like you forgot that you're loaned out to me tonight," Danielle said, with a new, sultry tone of voice.
I looked over to my wife for some kind of explanation. We'd played with others before, but that was always planned. This was very spontaneous in comparison. She just smiled back at me as she walked over to the arm chair in the corner of the room.
Danielle crawled onto the bed, straddling me in the process. With her face inches away, she playfully asked, "Did you say you're only in your boxers?"
I could only nod in response. "Good," she said as she pulled the blanket away from me.
Like I said, when I've got a bit of weed in me, it's not difficult for me to get in the mood. That coupled with this surprise visit had me hard probably before she was fully on the bed. And my current state wasn't hidden much by the nylon boxer briefs I was wearing. I looked over to my wife for a final confirmation and I saw she had a huge anticipatory smile on her face.
I didn't need more confirmation and immediately reached around Danielle to pull her close to me. We embraced and our lips met, it was electric. She began to push her hips against mine, but in the tight jeans she was wearing, I was willing to bet she wasn't getting much stimulation out of it.
I pulled away from her after either 20 seconds or 15 minutes and whispered, "What do you want out of this?"
"Everything."
She was wearing a loose fitting band t shirt that I quickly lifted over her head. I was impatient and quickly went to unbuckle her bra and it dropped, revealing a beautiful set of pale boobs, capped by dark, small nipples. I took one in my mouth immediately, while wrapping my arms around her back and spinning her around so she laid down on the bed.
A slight moan escaped her lips when I lightly pinched the nipple I wasn't sucking on. I knew she wanted more so I didn't want to tease her and waste her time. I kissed down her tummy until I got to her jeans. I looked up into her eyes before unbuttoning it and in one move, slipped her pants and underwear down to her ankles and off, throwing them onto the ground.
She spread her legs wide, exposing a beautiful set of lips, clean saved and with just a hint of wetness glimmering in the faint bedside light. I kissed slowly up her right leg until I got to her pussy. I could feel the heat coming off of her. I normally like to tease, but after looking up and seeing the urgency in her eyes, I decided not to torture her.
I flattened out my tongue and gave her one long lick up the length of her lips. "Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck!" I heard her moan as I made contact with her wet lips. I could tell she didn't need much and began to focus on her clit, barely sticking out from under it's hood. I licked circles around it, every now and then directly stimulating it, which would cause a jump out of her each time.
"Fuck! I need to cum so bad right now!" she moaned at one point. I reached up with both hands, pinching her nipples lightly as I focused exclusively on her button. It didn't take long before her legs wrapped around my head and I felt her entire body spasm as she came.
I was of course hard as a rock but wanted to make her cum more. I gave her a teasing lick across her clit but she pulled my head up and with a needy look in her eyes said, "I need to get fucked. Right now."
I wasn't going to argue. I lifted myself up and had all my clothes off in moments. She sat up and held my hard dick in her hands, lightly stroking it.
"Fuck, I don't have any condoms," I said. I wasn't anticipating having sex with anyone but my wife this weekend.
"Don't be silly," she said. "I'm on the pill. Now give me what I need."
With that she laid back, legs spread wide, her lips wet from a mixture of her wetness and my saliva. She put one hand on my lower back with her other hand pulling my cock towards her. She rubbed my dick up and down her lips a few times, before tracing her thumb around my head in circles, spreading her wetness all over me.
I leaned in to kiss her as she positioned me in the right spot. She gave me a light tug and began to pull me into her. I pushed my length into her tight pussy and held it there for a moment.
The entire situation was so erotic to me that I could have cum immediately right then and there. By some herculean effort (likely just the weed in reality), I managed to hold off. I pulled out, almost all the way, only leaving my head inside her, and pushed back in slowly. I repeated that, a bit faster each time, until we had built up a nice rhythm back and forth.
I noticed my wife had come and sat on the bed next to us. She was in her underwear and had a hand down her panties, clearly touching herself. She leaned close to me and whispered, "Cum in Danielle's tight pussy for me."
That was all it took. I thrust forward hard, all the way in as I felt my orgasm overtake me. My hot cum filled her up as she moaned into my mouth as we kissed. I collapsed on top of her, spent.
When I finally caught my breath, Danielle giggled a bit.
"That was fun. Rest up for round two..."
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Strip poker and dares get wild with theater friends [MF] [MF] [long]
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It was Christmas time right after my first semester at community college. My buddy, Anthony and I hadn't ventured too far from home for college so we had been spending our evenings working odd jobs and trying to get our hands on alcohol. One night we were hanging out with our friend Tara who had gone away to school and was back for holiday break.
Tara and I had been in school together ever since we were in kindergarten. In high school we did theater together but were never super close. She was medium height. She had shoulder length brown hair and she had very big boobs. Tara had been a quiet girl in high school. She developed early and I think she was always al little insecure and that caused her to never feel comfortable letting loose.
Well something changed in her one semester of college. Almost as soon as we picked her up she was asking if we had any alcohol, which was very uncharacteristic. There was a bottle of vodka back at my parents house but we needed something to mix it with so we ran to the store to get some soap and snacks and things like that.
On the way to the store, Anthony got a text from Carrie, "Hey guys, Carrie just texted me asking what we had going on tonight. Do you want me to invite her to hang out?"
Tara and I both said sure so Anthony called her and told her we'd pick her up. Carrie was shorter and more petite than Tara. She also had shoulder length hair but a darker shade of brown. Her boobs weren't very big but they were very perky. I'd seen them before as Carrie was one who liked to flash at parties. She also had these adorable dimples when she smiled.
We picked up Carrie and made our way back to my house and started drinking and shooting pool in my basement. I'm pretty good at shooting pool and the girls were getting mad that they couldn't beat me so they started trying to distract me. Tara wore a gray low cut sweater. I was lining up a shot and Tara leaned over the table and pulled her sweater down a little to accentuate her cleavage.
"You're going to have to do better than that if you are trying to distract me," I said with an implied dare.
Tara just smiled deviously as I looked at her then I made my shot.
"Damn it!" Tara shouted in faux frustration, "Why are you so good?"
"I have a table in my house, so obviously I get to practice all I want," I explained, "But feel free to keep trying to distract me."
A few shots later Tara tried again, only this time she lifted her shirt up just far enough to expose the bottom third of her bra. I still made my shot.
"Nice try but I can't be thrown off," I bragged as I lined up my next shot.
"Ugh, Carrie! You gotta flash him. It's the only way to defeat him," Tara pleaded.
"Why do I have to show him MY boobs? Just show him yours if you want to win so badly," Carrie suggested.
"Cuz I'm too embarrassed and you like showing off your boobs!" Tara replied.
"Gee thanks for making me sound like a slut!" Carrie said feigning offense.
"I've already seen them anyways," I teased as I made my shot.
"Hey! I could easily distract you if I wanted to," Carrie replied.
"You are free to try," I answered confidently as I began to line up my next shot.
"Ok… if you make this shot, I'll give you a blowjob, right now," Carrie said.
I was dumbstruck for a moment, "You're fucking with me."
"Oh my God, Carrie!" Tara exclaimed in disbelief.
"I'm dead serious. Make this next shot and I'll suck your dick right here, right now," Carrie insisted.
"In front of everyone?" I asked, incredulously.
"Yup. So don't choke," she replied without a hint of nervousness.
"Holy shit, ok." I agreed. I felt a rush of nerves and adrenaline so intense I was almost shaking. The shot I needed to make was simple enough. I'd made harder shots that night. I lined it up, took a deep breath, and took my shot. The ball clipped the corner of the pocket and bounced away.
"Son of a bitch!" I shouted in frustration as Tara and Carrie celebrated my failure.
"Give me another chance!" I pleaded.
"Nope. That was your one shot," Carrie insisted, "Too bad. I basically give the best blowjobs in the world."
"I'll be the judge of that," Anthony insisted playfully.
"Mhmm I'm sure you'd like to be," Carrie teased back.
Eventually the girls got bored with shooting pool and wanted to find something else to do. Without saying anything, Anthony went into my game closet and perused for a moment before coming back with a deck of playing cards. He walked over to sitting area where we had a few couches around a glass top coffee table, sat down and started dealing.
"What are we playing?" Carrie asked.
"Strip poker," I answered jokingly.
"Ooh I want to play!" Tara said excitedly.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Do I have to get fully naked?" she asked.
"That's kind of the point," Anthony explained.
"I'll play but I'll only go down to my underwear," Tara said.
"That's fine," I assured her, "But if I lose I'm going full Monty."
"Oh my God!" Tara said excitedly.
"You in?" Anthony asked Carrie.
"Whatever," Carrie replied nonchalantly.
I turned off the pool table light while Anthony dealt the first hand. The only light was the purple glow that came from an old neon light I had. I bet my shirt. Carrie called. Anthony called. Tara hemmed and hawed for a bit before folding.
"Boo!" Anthony protested.
"Oh shut up," Tara said defensively.
We turned over our cards. I had a pair of 9s, Anthony had a king high, and Carrie had a pair of jacks.
"Pay up, boys," Carrie insisted as Tara whooped in celebration of Carries victory.
"Take it off. Ow Ow!" Tara shouted.
Anthony and I lost our shirts and handed them over.
Anthony dealt again. I bet my pants and undershirt. Tara excitedly called by betting her socks.
"No no. Your socks count as one item." I explained.
"What? Why?" She argued.
"That's just how it works," I said, "If you want to call you have to bet something else."
"Ok fine! I bet my socks and shirt," Tara replied.
Anthony folded and Carrie folded. We turned over our cards. I had 3 of a kind and Tara had 2 pair.
"Yes!" Tara shouted in excitement.
"Why are you celebrating?" I asked.
"Cuz I won?" She answered.
"Tara… a 3 of a kind beats 2 pair," Carrie explained.
"No it doesn't!" Tara protested.
"Yeah it does," Anthony confirmed.
"I thought 2 pair beat 3 of kind…" Tara sat stunned for a moment then said, "Aw damn it!"
Tara begrudgingly took off her socks then lifted her gray sweater over her head revealing her pale green bra that strained to contain her massive boobs.
"Don't look!" Tara insisted as she tried to drape her arms over her boobs to cover them.
"Don't bet what you can't afford to lose!" Anthony teased while ogling her. Tara gave him the stink eye back.
We were getting pretty drunk.
Anthony dealt another hand. Tara immediately folded. Anthony bet his pants and socks as he didn't have an undershirt. I raised him my shirt, pants, and socks. Carrie wasn't wearing socks so I knew if I won, she would end up either topless or bottomless and Anthony would be naked. They both called.
We turned over our cards and I had a pair of Aces, Carrie had a pair of Jacks, and Anthony had 2 pair, 2's and 6's.
"Read 'em and weep," He said as he laid down the winning hand.
"Fuck," I said as I took off my socks and undershirt. "Sorry in advance, it has a mind of its own," I said as I stood up and pulled my pants down to reveal I had a full blown erection pitching a tent in my underwear.
"Oh my gawd!" Tara exclaimed, stunned in embarrassment by proxy.
Meanwhile, Carrie took off her jeans and sweater to reveal matching bra and panties with a light purple paisley print on them. As if it were no big deal she started undoing her bra.
"Why don't you just take off your socks?!" Tara asked.
"I'm not wearing any," Carrie shrugged as she let her bra fall off her shoulders revealing her perky B cup boobs and made no effort to hide them.
"Oh my God. I can't even…" Tara said nervously as she took another sip of her drink.
Anthony dealt another hand. Carrie quickly bet her underwear and I called. I had a good hand but I didn't care what hand I had at that point. Tara hesitated for a moment then bet her pants. As soon as she did, Anthony bet his socks and raised his pants.
"My pants are all I have left. I can't call," Tara said.
"That just means you fold," Anthony explained.
"But then I lose my pants anyways," Tara reasoned.
"Yup," Anthony replied with a devious smile.
"What about them? They don't have any clothes left to bet," Tara asked.
"I call with a dare. If I lose, the winner can dare me to do something," I said.
Tara looked at Carrie, "What about you?"
"Whatever. I'll call with a dare." Carrie shrugged.
"Ugh, ok fine. I'll call with my bra. Happy?!" Tara said.
We turn over our cards. Tara very proudly lays down a hand with 3 4's. Carrie shows a hand with a pair of queens. Anthony had nothing. I looked at Tara before turning my cards over.
"Oh come on. There's no way you beat me. Quit playing around," Tara said.
"Sorry…" I said as I laid down a hand with 3 7's.
"MotherFUCKER!" Tara screeched realizing she'd lost the hand.
"I'm sorry!" I said, "Any other hand you probably would've won."
Tara took a second, "Fuck," she said in exasperation. She let out a sigh and said, "Fiiiine," as she stood up and shimmied her jeans down off her legs. Then she reached behind herself to awkwardly unclasp her bra. She was rolling her eyes as she let her bra slide down her shoulders and to the floor, exposing her double D cup breasts.
I was so turned on. Something about satisfying the curiosity of seeing what's under the clothes of someone you've known for so long. So much hotter than some random stranger in a porn or something.
"That wasn't so hard now was it?" Anthony asked, teasingly as he lifed his hips to pull down his pants.
"Shut up and deal," Tara said with a scowl.
"Not yet. I get to give Carrie a dare," I reminded everyone.
"Oh yeah… was hoping you forgot," Carrie replied.
"I did not," I said smiling, "I dare you to do 10 naked jumping jacks."
"Oh how original," Carrie said sarcastically as she stood up and slid her panties down to the floor. She was completely clean shaven. She covered her face in her hands for a second and then started doing naked jumping jacks, flailing her arms as her perky little boobies bounced happily. The rest of us counted in unison as she did all 10 and then sat back in her chair.
Anthony dealt another hand. I bet my underwear before I even looked at my cards. Anthony and Tara both called. Tara called with a dare. We turned over our cards. Tara had a pair of 5's. I had a 10 high. Carrie had an Ace high. Anthony turned over his hand to show he had a pair of 8's
"God damnit!" Tara shouted in frustration, "I'm dealing the next hand to make sure you aren't cheating." She stood up and slid her panties down revealing neatly trimmed pubic hair.
"Be my guest," Anthony obliged, handing over the deck.
"Sorry ladies. You may want to avert your eyes," I said as I stood up.
"No way. You got to sit there and stare at us. Now let's see what you've got," Tara insisted.
"Fair enough," I said as I pulled down my boxer briefs, allowing my full erection to spring free, "Even now?"
"A little excited are we?" Carrie chimed in
"I can't help it!" I shouted in embarrassment.
Tara's eyes widened and she cocked her head, "Now YOU know how it feels."
"I dare Carrie to come sit on my lap for the next hand," Anthony said.
Carrie just shrugged and moved over to sit on his knee. Anthony was the only one still clothed.
"This isn't fair. You're the only one not naked," Tara pointed out.
"If you want to see it, I'll pull it out. All you have to do is ask," Anthony replied
"I think you'd enjoy that too much," Carrie said.
Tara dealt another hand. Carrie and I folded but Tara called. They turned over their cards and Tara ended up having the best hand finally.
"Yes!" Tara celebrated her victory, "Go on, now. Get naked!"
Carrie got up and went back to her seat. Anthony stood up and pulled his boxers down to his ankles. His big dick flopped out half hard.
"Jesus," Carrie said, "Don't hurt anyone with that thing."
"I'm blessed, what can I say?" Anthony shrugged.
I reached over and took the deck from Tara, "High card wins. Low card does a dare," I said as I dealt everyone a single card.
We all turned our cards over and Carrie had the high card while I had the low card.
Carrie decided she would take her revenge, "Ok now YOU do 10 naked jumping jacks."
"I knew you were going to say that," I replied as I stood up. I did 10 jumping jacks and my hard dick flapped up and down, smacking against me which made Tara almost fall out of her chair laughing.
When I finished I sat back down and dealt everyone a new card. This time I got the high card and Tara got the low card.
"I dare you to do 10 naked jumping jacks," I said.
"Ugh so we all have to do it?" Tara asked, rolling her eyes as she stood up and started doing her jumping jacks. Her tits bounced around so much she had to stop at three because she was laughing so hard.
"That was only 3. 7 more to go," I said.
"I know, I know." She said as she composed herself and finished the remaining jumps. "I hate you so much," she said as she sat back down.
I dealt another round of cards. This time Tara got the high card and Carrie got the low card.
"I'm terrible at this. I don't know what to dare," she complained.
"Just throw something out there," I suggested.
"Fine… ummm… I don't know. Go sit on Anthony's lap again," she finally said.
Carrie shrugged and went back to sitting on Anthony's knee, "Try not to poke me with that thing."
I dealt another round of cards. This time Anthony got the high card and Tara got the low.
"I dare you to let him feel your boobs for 10 seconds," he said gesturing to me.
"Oh how generous of you to use your dare for him," Carrie said as she stood up and returned to her chair.
"Just 10 seconds," Tara insisted. She then closed her eyes and leaned forward.
I reached out and squeezed her boobs and they felt incredible. I couldn't believe this was happening.
Tara shuddered for a moment, "Your hands are cold!"
"Sorry!" I said as I rubbed them together to warm them and then went back to feeling her up.
Carrie and Anthony counted to 10 in unison and then Tara and I both sat back in our seats. I shuffled and dealt everyone another card. This time Tara drew the high card and I drew the low.
"I dare you to go stand naked on the back patio for 20 seconds," Tara said.
It was 38°f outside but a dare was a dare and I wasn't about to cop out now. I went and stood on the back patio in the dark freezing my ass off then Tara turned the patio light on so no longer had the cover of darkness obscuring me. I stood there for 20 seconds watching the stream from my breath escape into the air as Carrie, Tara, and Anthony crowded by the door counting. As soon as the 18 seconds were up I quickly ran back into the house.
"Fuck that was cold," I said shivering.
"Don't worry. Next round I win, I'll get revenge for you," Anthony promised.
My teeth were chattering as I dealt another round of cards. This time Carrie drew the high card and Anthony drew the low card.
"We all did it, now you have to do 10 jumping jacks," Carrie demanded of Anthony.
"Y'all better hope I don't win again," Anthony said as he stood from his chair. He began doing jumping jacks and his big semi hard dick flopped around sloppily. We counted in unison to 10 then he day back down like it was no big deal.
I dealt another round of cards. Anthony had a king, I had a jack, Carrie had an 8, and Tara had a 4.
"After making my boy stand outside in the cold, I think you should sit on his lap and hold his dick for the next round to warm him up," Anthony said.
"He wasn't even out there that long," Tara protested.
"I drew the high card so I make the rules," Anthony said, holding up his king.
"Fiiiine," Tara said, rolling her eyes as she stood up and walked over to me, "Never tell anyone about this." She sat on my knee and I felt her wrap her warm hand around my cold cock, still fully erect. "Oh my God," she said in embarrassment, covering her face with her free hand.
Anthony dealt the next round of cards. This time I got the high card and Anthony drew the low card.
"I dare you to turn around and let Carrie smack your ass as hard as she can," I said as Tara sat awkwardly holding my dick.
"Hell yeah," Carrie liked the sound of that dare.
Anthony said up and turned, presenting his ass. Carrie leaned forward and smacked his ass as hard as she possibly could.
"Fuck!" Anthony yelped as Carrie laughed heartily, "Oh you are SO going to pay for that."
"Ok I think you're warm," Tara said as she lightly pat my dick before going back to her seat.
I dealt another round of cards and this time Anthony drew the high card and Carrie drew the low card.
"Fuck yeah. Vengeance is mine," Anthony celebrated. He looked at Carrie, "Best blowjobs in the world huh? I'll be the judge of that. You have to come bob up and down on my dick 10 times."
Carrie scowled at him with her arms crossed, "10 bobs?"
"You heard me," Anthony replied confidently.
Carrie looked over at me, then at Tara, then back at Anthony, "Fucking perv." Carrie stood up and walked over to Anthony, knelt down in front of him and started sucking his cock.
Tara and I counted each time her head went up and down while Anthony just watched her suck his dick. When we counted to ten, Carrie stopped with a pronounced smack sound and abruptly jerked his cock with her hand as she stood up
"Happy?" She asked.
"7 out of 10," Anthony replied.
"Fuck you," Carrie said as she smacked his shoulder.
I dealt another round of cards. Tara drew the high card and Anthony drew the low card.
"I think you should return the favor. Go down on Carrie for 20 seconds," Tara demanded.
Anthony laughed, "Fine by me," and he happily went over to Carrie.
Carrie slunk in her chair pushing her hips forward and spreading her legs. Anthony got on his knees in front of her and started eating her out. Carrie let out a light gasp and a gentle moan. Tara and I counted to 20 and when we got done, Anthony kept going for another 10 seconds before stopping. Anthony sat back in his chair as Carrie composed herself.
I dealt another round of cards. This time Carrie drew the high card and I drew the low card.
"I dare you to give Tara head for 20 seconds," Carrie said.
"Carrie!" Tara shouted.
I crawled over to Tara who's knees were still together. She was flustered and looked around trying to decide if she was going to do it or not. I knelt down in front of her and gave her a moment. She took a swig of her drink, closed her eyes, and spread her legs. I spread her lips with my fingers and she was already soaking wet. I began massaging her clit with my tongue as Carrie and Anthony counted. Around the 10 second mark I slid a finger inside her and curled it up to massage her g spot. She grabbed a fistful of my hair so hard it hurt. When they got to 20 I kept going for about another 10 seconds.
"Fuuuuck," Tara said in a mixture of frustration and enjoyment.
"Well done!" Carrie applauded my efforts.
I dealt another round of cards and I drew the high card with Carrie drawing the low card. I hesitated for a moment. I knew exactly what I wanted but want she if she would be cool with it.
"What's is it?" Carrie asked after a moment.
"Well I kind of want to find out what the best blowjob in the world is like, too," I said sheepishly.
"Ugh," She said, rolling her eyes, "Well? Is that the dare?"
I nodded my head and Carrie stood up from her seat, made her way past Anthony to me. She knelt down in front of me and without any hesitation started sucking my dick. It took all I had to not cum instantly. Her mouth was so warm and wet on my cock. It drove me crazy.
A few seconds later she stopped and said, "Is someone going to count or what?"
Anthony and Tara started counted as Carrie resumed sucking and stroking my dick. When they got to ten she stopped with a pronounced smack sound, patted my dick and went back to her seat.
"I don't know what he is talking about. I give that an 11 out of 10," I said.
I took a second to catch my breath then I dealt another round of cards. Anthony drew the high card and Tara drew the low.
"I mean… you're the only one who hasn't given head tonight. I think it's only fair," Anthony said.
"What's only fair?" Tara asked.
Anthony held the base of his now mostly hard dick and gave it a little shake, "10 bobs."
Tara looked to Carrie to bail her out. "Don't look at me. I DID my dares," Carrie said without sympathy as she took a swig of her drink.
Tara let out a sigh, stood up, and awkwardly edged her way around the table to Anthony. She tucked her hair behind her right ear as she leaned over and said, "Not a word, you hear me?" Anthony made a gesture as if he were zipping his mouth shut and throwing away the key. Tara lowered herself to the floor, sat on her knees, and took Anthony's cock in her hands. She stroked him for a second while she mustered her courage then she lowered her head and began sucking him. Carrie and I counted to 10. It was surreal watching Tara's head bobbing up and down knowing she had Anthony's dick in her mouth. Anthony placed his hand on the back of her head about 5 seconds in and Tara let out an oh my God that was muffled by the dick in her mouth.
We counted to 10 and Tara stopped, gave Anthony a light slap on his thigh, then stood up and returned to her seat and said, "I can't believe I just did that."
I dealt another round of cards and Carrie drew the high card while I drew the low again.
"I dare you to suck on Tara's nipples for 30 seconds," Carrie said.
Compared to what had already transpired, this was a mild dare and Tara did not protest. I went and knelt next to Tara, took her big tits in my hands and started licking and sucking her nipples. Her nipples were already stiff with excitement. I teased and flicked my tongue over her nipples, careful to give them equal attention. About 15 seconds in I decided to be a little adventurous and have one of them a gentle nibble. Tara shuddered when I did. When my 30 seconds were up I went back to my seat and dealt another round of cards.
Tara drew the high card and Carrie drew the low card.
"I think you should let Anthony suck YOUR nipples," Tara said, taking to copying someone else's dare when she couldn't think of her own.
Carrie shrugged as if it were no big deal while sipping her drink. Anthony crawled to her again and started sucking her nipples but he also went a step further and started fingering Carrie.
"That wasn't part of the dare!" Carrie shuddered feigning offense.
Tara didn't give a time limit so Anthony sucked Carrie's nipples and fingered her for probably 2 minutes and then abruptly stopped right as Carrie was starting to quiver.
"You asshole!" Carrie said in frustration.
I dealt another round of cards. I drew the high card and Tara drew the low.
"I mean… we might as well even things out," I said sheepishly.
"How so?" She asked.
"I think you should give me 20 bobs on my dick,"
"20?!" She asked, "You're getting greedy."
I just shrugged without saying a word.
"Ugh, fine. You guys do not deserve us," Tara said as she walked over to me. She sat down on her knees again and this time with no hesitation started sucking my dick. I almost came in her mouth right then. It took all my discipline not to. I couldn't never have imagined a moment in my life where I'd look down and see Tara, this girl I'd known almost my whole life, with my cock in her mouth. She had thrown any reservations out the window. She was twisting her head as she went down while stroking my shaft that was wet with her spit. Her big tits bounced as she went up and down. Anthony was counting while Carrie was drinking. When he reached 19, instead of saying 20, he just kept repeating 19 over and over again and Tara kept sucking me for at least 10 more strokes before stopping.
"Hey! No fair," Tara said as she took my wet cock out of her mouth.
"Sorry. I'm not good at counting," Anthony teased.
Anthony dealt another round of cards. Anthony drew the high card and Carrie drew the low.
"I think I want some more head," Anthony said.
"My jaw is tired. You're not getting anymore head," Carrie said.
"Are you giving up?" Anthony asked.
"I mean… I can just fuck you instead," Carrie said, "But you have to get a condom."
"I don't have a condom," Anthony said sadly.
"Well then you're out of luck," Carrie shrugged.
"I have condoms upstairs," I said.
"We'll go get 'em!" Anthony insisted.
I looked at Carrie for a moment, and she just shrugged. So, I ran and got the condoms from my room and brought them back. I gave one to Anthony, and he opened it, put it on, and slunk in his chair waiting for Carrie, with his big dick on display for everyone. Carrie took another sip of her drink and then got up and walked over to Anthony. She climbed on top and straddled him in his seat. I watched as she lifted her hips so he could slide his cock inside her. The next thing Tara and I knew, Carrie and Anthony were fucking right in front of us. It was fucking hot watching Carrie from behind, flexing her hips as she rode Anthony's cock.
After about 30 seconds of fucking, Carrie looked over her shoulder at Tara and said, "You should go sit on his lap."
"Oh I should?" Tara replied.
"Mhmm," Carrie insisted, biting her lip.
I was so turned on I didn't realize I was absentmindedly stroking my dick while watching.
"Having fun?" Tara asked, alluding to what I was doing.
"Oh shit. Sorry. I didn't even realize," I said honestly.
"That's ok," Tara said as she stood up and walked over to me.
Tara straddled me. I reached for a condom but she said no. I wasn't sure what to do so I just started squeezing her tits. She started grinding on my hard cock but wouldn't let me fuck her. I started rubbing her clit with my hand. Tara gasped when I touched her there so I kept going. She was already beyond soaking wet. I slid a finger inside her.
"Oh fuck!" Tara let out.
Tara started riding my hand as if she were riding a cock. After a while I slid two fingers inside her and curled them forward to massage her g spot. At that point Tara started rocking her hips fast and hard. Meanwhile we could hear the smacking sound of Carrie's pussy as she fucked Anthony less than a few feet away from us.
"Fuck I'm going to cum," Anthony warned.
"Yeah? You like that? You like that pussy don't you?" I heard Carrie say as she fucked Anthony into oblivion.
Also, hearing that drove Tara into overdrive. She fucked herself silly on my hand with her giant tits bouncing in my face.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Tara quivered as she got close to orgasm.
With my free hand I smacked and groped her ass. I heard the grunting sound of Anthony cumming in the background. Tara thrust her hips aggressively.
"I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Don't stop, I'm cumming," Tara repeated.
I felt her body quake and spams on top of me and I held on to her right. Tara hunched over me breathing heavily for a few seconds.
"You ok?" I asked as I patted her on the back.
"Oh I'm great," she said laughing. Then she sat up and noticed my hard cock was peaking out from under her pussy.
"Oh, poor guy. Let me help you with that," Tara said as she stood up and got down on the floor again and began sucking my cock aggressively and without reservation.
"Fuck, I don't know how long I can last," I said nervous I would cum immediately and embarrass myself.
"That's ok. Whenever you're ready, you can cum in my mouth," Tara assured me.
"Oh shit!" Anthony reacted.
"Go Tara!" Carrie cheered her on.
I couldn't hold on anymore. I felt a warm swell in my body. The next thing I knew I was cumming. I felt my cock pulsating in Tara's mouth as I came. Tara made a surprised yelp when I started cumming that was muffled by my cock. She kept sucking until every last pulse was over. When she took my cock out of her mouth she held her chin out while she fumbled for something.
"Can you hand me a cup?" She asked, holding my cum on her tongue without swallowing.
I handed her my red solo cup which was pretty much empty at that point. Tara spit my cum in the cup and wiped her chin clean.
There were a couple wild nights like this with this friend group. I still look back on them fondly.
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[M/s] I bought my mom a sports bra for xmas and she sent me a pic of her in it (update)
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Hey everyone. Thank you all so much for leaving me feedback and giving me advice. You guys had some really good stuff but unfortunately I wasn't able to use any of it yet.
The reason for that is because my mom texted me back the next morning. She told me she was so happy with her bra and she's glad she sent me that link. Her next text was what made me go a different direction than your suggestions. It said verbatim: "I wouldn't be opposed to you sending me more stuff if you wanted too. I understand if you don't because it's so expensive, but I feel so sexy modeling that stuff😉"
So needless to say, I got her bra size and went to a lingerie site faster than I ever have in my life. I was looking at bras and panties, nothing super over the top but still anything that I thought would look sexy on her. In the end, I spent a little over $100. Just to describe the items I got, there was a push up plunge bra in cheetah print, a super sexy cheetah print thong, a push up corset top, a strappy open cup demi bra, and a black lacie thong. And you better believe i paid for priority shipping. I definitely let the horny side of my brain take over the rational thinking side.
So anyways she ended up receiving the items this morning. I got a text from her while I was at work saying she received everything and she couldn't wait to try them on. I gave her a fairly nonchalant response, mostly just trying to play it cool, just letting her know I hope she likes everything. And then an hour or two later, the pictures started coming in.
First picture she had on the cheetah bra and thong. Unlike the sports bra pic which was just a selfie of her bra and cleavage and a little bit of her face, this was a full body shot taken in a mirror. Her tits looked fuckin amazing in that bra. And the thong left little to the imagination. She sent another picture in the cheetah lingerie, this time she was turned around just enough to where I could see her ass.. which the thong didn't cover at all obviously. Now, she doesn't have a really big ass or anything like that, but she does have a nice bubble butt. So that was a very welcomed sight.
Her next few pictures featured the black push up corset and black lacie thong. the corset looked amazing on her tits, lots of cleavage on display. First two pics were the same poses as previous, sexy as hell. But there was also an additional two pictures which were hot as fuck. She also sent a selfie that was mostly focused on the cleavage (LOTS of cleavage because she was pulling down on the top), and a picture of her cleavage from her perspective (as in, what she would see if she were to look down). That picture of her tits from her perspective was hot as fuck. I could see down her top quite a bit. Not quite enough to see any nipples tho.
And finally, she sent a picture of the strappy open cup bra. This picture was straight up nothing but boobs with a couple of straps covering the nipples essentially. No face or anything else like that.
Once again, all rational thinking went out the window. I messaged her back that she looked hot as fuck in those and that was absolutely money well spent. Her thanked me and told me she enjoyed modeling for me. But her last response absolutely threw me for a loop. She said she has a surprise coming for me. And that's all she'll say for now. Im dying to know what she has planned for me.
So that's where I am now. I have these hot pictures of my mom and some surprise coming my way soon.. whatever that may be. Thanks for reading, everyone.
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Ask your doctor – More Confessions
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I receive all kinds of sex questions and confessions. And some deserve just a little more attention. Aah... sex. I can't write enough about it. The lust, the overwhelming, the disappointments, the downright weird. The most outrageous experiences, all the sexy news and professional explanations to provocative questions.
For those that never read any of my posts, let me introduce myself, I am a doctor/general practitioner (GP), married, I have a beautiful daughter, and I have a COCK addiction, if you have any questions, feel free to contact me and I will answer any question you have xxx
If you've already cheated, if it already happened, don't be too hard on yourself. What I have learned through my own experience and that of many others is that cheating happens. You often don't even have it under your control, you may have noticed that already. Denial, it is a strategy many cheaters use in the deepest belief that it is the best course of action. The path of the least resistance, so to speak. You can do whatever you want, follow your temptations, and experience little or no unpleasant consequences. The partner wouldn't suffer either, because what he or she doesn't know doesn't hurt. But be careful, most men know (subconsciously) when you had your fun with another cock. They can sense this. Really, they are not as stupid and insensitive as they often pretend!
Hope you enjoy the following shared from my readers and I have their permission to post them:
**Anonymous 25**
Four months ago, my girlfriend suddenly told me that has cheated on me with my best friend. She said she was very sorry and understood if I broke up with her. I said I want to think about it for a second. But the funny thing is that I don't feel any anger at all when I think I should. I really like my best friend and I just hope he liked it. And hopefully my girlfriend too. That's not normal right? How come I don't mind? Two months ago, they started to sleep together next to me in our bed. My best friend and my girlfriend now have sex in our bed and I can watch if I want too. Sometimes I am next after my best friend finished inside her, if my girlfriend still feels like it. It feels a bit strange, but I'm glad we are still together. I really love her and don't want to lose her and she loves me too. But she just wants to have sex with my best friend. And I get that because he is a handsome man with a big dick. Now I am a strong believer that sex and love are two different things. Watching her having sex my best friend has nothing to do with love. So, I agreed that she can have sex with him if she wants to, but only with him. But we're not going to do a threesome. I can already see his big cock disappearing in my ass, I don't need that experience. Sadly, I broke up last month with my girlfriend because they started to have sex without a condom. I could not bear the sight of his sperm dripping out of her pussy.
**Anonymous**
I had quite a strange experience, I went out with my friends and then one of my best friends needed a place to sleep because he could not drive home anymore because he was drunk. When we arrived at my home, we both crashed on my bed. We talked a bit about everything, including sex. And that's how we came to the conclusion that he was curious about having sex with a man. It didn't surprise me at all because I already had a suspicion, even though he has a girlfriend. He didn't want to fuck me or anything, but if I was open to do something sexual with a man. I was not interested at all, but like all man, our flesh is weak and when he started to jerk me off, I did not stop him. It was a really strange feeling because normally only women that I was attracted to did that to me. Now a man with a dick was jerking my dick and I secretly enjoyed it. To be honest there was nothing secret about it because my dick was rock hard and he clearly knew how to do it, because I came and sprayed hard. That was enough for me, really don't feel like getting a penis in my ass! I did not jerk him but watched as he jerked himself off. If I may be honest: I didn't find the jerking by a man dirtier than from my girlfriend, he was even better than her and likely better than most woman, but I did not felt lust, I just wanted to cum, that’s all. When I honest told my girlfriend what happened, she ended our relation, I never should have told her.
**Anonymous**
I was in a relationship with someone I wasn't really happy with. A few years before that I had a crush on a boy. He and I kept bumping into each other over and over again. One night I ran into him in the pub. My boyfriend at the time was not there. We secretly got behind they pub in the alley and there I gave him a blowjob. I was afraid my boyfriend would find out. A couple of days later I run into the boy again and it told him that we only kissed, and he must have dreamed about the blowjob, nothing happened. He believed that because he was incredibly drunk. We laughed about it later, but at that moment I felt so guilty. A couple of weeks later I caught my boyfriend cheating on me. He begged for forgiveness, until I confessed what I did, he told me that I was a slut and left. Later that day he broke up with me on the phone. so, man can cheat without problems and woman are sluts if they cheat?
**Anonymous 21**
Me and my girlfriend where together for 3 years when I made a mistake. It met a girl from my study time and I was sure it was a one-time only fuck. So, I decided to keep it quiet for my girlfriend. With that girl I had amazing sex, and she let me do all the things that I will never do with my girlfriend. I treated that girl like a little slut and fucked her harder than I ever fucked my girlfriend before, I completely destroyed her. I made her deepthroat, and fucked her pussy and ass like a wild man until she was completely out of breath. Fast forward to a few months later. My girlfriend had an office celebration and partners were invited, so I joined. To my big surprise, At the celebration I ran into the girl that I fucked. Needless to say, she jumped on me and kissed me in front of my girlfriend. It turned out to be her colleague and I had some explaining to do. Lucky for me that girl had no problems at all to tell everything to me girlfriend, in details. That was the end of our relationship.
**Andrea 19**
Before I met my boyfriend, I was chatting with different men online on a webcam site. Why? Because I am curious, maybe bored or just enjoy horny conversations. Something my boyfriend doesn’t, he is not so much a talker, especially when it comes to sex. I never told my boyfriend that I chat online with other men, and he must never find out either. Personally, I don’t see this as cheating, you don’t touch each other, you only turn each other on watch each other climax. Most men are sitting behind their computer and I watch them jerking off, I only show my pussy and let men watch how I finger myself or use a dildo. Maybe there is something wrong in my head, but I get really horny watching strangers jerking off, knowing I can never have those dicks, makes me even wanting their dick more. Sometimes when I see a really nice dick, I even fantasize about it when I have sex with my boyfriend. Dreaming it is that stranger with his nice big dick fucking me. No complaints about my boyfriend, but it’s that forbidden fruit, or so to say, dick that makes me horny. I know my boyfriend always gets insecure when we watch a movie and there is some nudity in it and you see the dick of the actor. I always pretend that I did not see it or not interested to watch, but secretly I wonder how that dick would feel inside me. for my boyfriend I am the perfect girlfriend, am I bad?
**Anonymous 23**
My husband cheated on me already three months after we got married and he had a lot of regrets and I noticed that in everything. But since that moment, every time we have an argument, I mention it again. What he did was unforgivable, but I decided at that time to give him another change, I still wanted to fight for our marriage. Somehow, I also understood that he was looking for the tension because I was pregnant when he cheated. Now 2 years further, we have a beautiful daughter and my husband is still cheating on me. he thinks I am not aware, but fucking one of my friends and thinking I will never find out, is stupid. Of course, I found out because my friend told me everything. They always say that payback is a bitch, and that’s true, it was the end of our marriage, but no regrets. Needless to say, that I was angry with my best friend, but I forgave her (I know her since childhood) as long as she did this one favour for me. On a Friday afternoon I went with our daughter to my parents, leaving my husband all alone in our house. Well, not for long because my best friend dropped by with an excuse. He was easily seduced and I watched my husband having sex with my best friend through a camara I placed in the house. Full with anger I decided to disturb him and called with an excuse. I watched him talking to me on his mobile, telling me all lies that he was watching a movie, and waited for me to come home. In the meantime, I watched my best friend sucking his dick while he was talking to me. Furious I told my parents and my dad immediately called a lawyer and we divorced. He still tried to deny that he cheated with my best friend and that she was a liar, but when I showed him the recordings, he had nothing more to say. I still see him every other week because of our daughter, and I still love him, but I want a man with a dick only for me.
Please if you have any questions, confessions, dick ratings or you just need some advice, feel free to contact me and I will answer any question you have xxx
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My girlfriend (19F) lets her older sister (24F)play with her big titties in front of me
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Yeah , I know it sounds crazy, for context my girlfriend has humongous titties , she also wears low cut shirts to show her clevage, It’s basically the elephant in the room, and this is the first time meeting her sister
We were at her sisters home and everything was chill, we were drinking laughing and talking , my girlfriend was sitting and her sister was standing behind her , surprise hugged her and said she misses her , she then slid her hands inside of my girlfriends shirt onto her bare breast , and started to squeeze them , my girlfriend laughingly said “bitch stop you’re embarrassing me” and her sister said something along the lines of “before he was in the picture these were my titties” while fondling her, my girlfriend didn’t have a bra on , and from what I could tell at the time , she was rubbing her palm on my girlfriends nipples , her sister looked at me and said she couldnt keep her hands off of them since they started growing and hopes I don’t mind sharing them, I nervously said I don’t mind and the whole time my girlfriend was laughing historically. When she removed her hands my girlfriends nips were super hard poking through the shirt, I fucked the shit out of her that night to the thought of her sister fondling her , that image just burned into my brain
When I admitted to her that I really enjoyed what I saw she said her sister is wild and always plays with her tits and she should’ve warned me , I asked if she ever went further, she said her sister sucked on them back then , and immediately I got so hard, I asked if she was okay with it and she said yeah and long story short asked her if she can convince her sister to suck on them for me , she said she’d try, she then went to her sisters alone, and sent me a very nice video of her sucking on my girlfriends tits, I will cherish this video forever, this whole thing spawned an interesting trio lol, I left out a lot to get to the point so if there’s any questions feel free to DM
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[B/S] Sister jerked me off
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A few nights a week, my sister \[18F\] and I \[22M\] like to have a movie night together. We usually pick 2 movies to watch and by the second movie wear high as shit and cuddling. We have always been very close so when we watch movies we share a blanket because our basement gets really cold. Naturally, we end up cuddling.
I've always been attratcted to my sister but never really tried anything because I didn't know if she felt the same. Usually while cuddlind I get a boner and I know she'd felt it before but not really said anything about it. Last night she called me out on it and I basically said that you're very pretty and we're cuddling what do you want from me. She called me a weirdo in a kind of fake annoyed tone so I felt like it was the time to ask if she wanted to see it.
Apparently she's a virgin and had never seen a dick so she said as long as you don't tell mom and dad (hell no). My cock is a good 7.5 inches she was definatetly impressed and kind of took the reins from there. Gave me not the best handjob, but my best nut ever. She went to bed quickly after that so I hope things won't be too weird today. Any advice on how to proceed, I'd love to fuck her but don't want to move too quickly and mess our relationship up.
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Anyone know of this Sex Story? (MFF?)
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I read this story awhile back and I can’t seem to find it anywhere so wondering if anyone has heard of it. Here’s what I remember-
A guy goes on holiday to a holiday house with his neighbors. The neighbors are really close friends and often go away together. He has a crush on the neighbors daughter and she ends up sexting him via like Snapchat with her friend that is also going away. Once they are down at the holiday house they end up having a threesome on the beach and inside the other house whilst a BBQ is happening at the other house.
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The weirdest and funniest requests I get on reddit [F]
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First I apologize for my poor English, it is not my first language and I live in Asia at the moment
I do not often get to check the reddit chat and there are sometimes 10000s of requests, I try to answer all when I have time, but sometimes I come across such requests that make me laugh or make my hair stand on end. In this post I want to tell you about the most amusing queries. But before I do, I want to clarify something. Yes I have a very high sex drive, yes I love sex very much.
Yes I'm married but that doesn't stop me from having sex with other guys and girls, but for some reason a lot of people think it's enough to text me like: "Hey Hey, I wanna fuck you right now" and I'll kinda leave everything and rush to the other end of the world just to satisfy his desire. Are you serious? I don't fuck everyone around me! I only have sex with people I like and am interested in.
And now I'll tell you about the funniest requests.
1. Someone's mom wrote me that her 38-year-old son is very shy, but he really liked me and asked me out. However, she will be also on the our date and then decide whether I am good enough for her son. What's interesting is that I have to buy my own plane ticket, pay for my own hotel room and share of the restaurant bill. And I also have to divorce my husband and provide medical tests that I am perfectly healthy. Great! I'm going to drop everything right now and rush out to buy a ticket to the other side of the world to meet this gorgeous, shy guy and his beautiful mommy.
2. At least once a day I get this tempting offer: ***Buy me a ticket and pay the hotel, I'll come to you and fuck you like no one has ever fucked you! You'll come 10 times from my huge cock, which I'm sending you a picture of.*** Shit. Do people really think I would do that?
3. ***Send me a naked picture of yourself.*** There is no hello, no good afternoon, no how are you? Just send me a naked picture of yourself right now. It's really annoying.
4. ***Help me lose my virginity.*** Yeah, sure, that's my profession, all I do all day is help to virgins.
5. ***I'll pay for your virginity operation and then I want to have sex with you.*** Whaaat???
6. ***I want to be your sugar daddy but you have to divorce your husband and come to me, I'll rent you an apartment and fuck you whenever I want, but you can't leave it without me. You must always walk around naked and meet me at the door on your knees to give me a blowjob right away.*** What a great times for the next few years. This is what I have been dreaming about, I have to drop everything and go to this dude.
7. ***Send me right now how you masturbating and call my name so I can cum. Right now. Urgent. Don't make me wait. Hey, where are you? I almost came! Hurry up.*** I'm not even gonna comment on that.
8. ***I don't have any money right now, give me full access to your account, I'll pay when I can.*** Apparently will never pay.
9. ***I'll be in such a city tomorrow I have only 4 hours to spare, come to me and we'll fuck.***
10. One week ago a girl wrote to me: ***I want to give my husband a birthday present, urgently come to the other side of the world in two days, after the restaurant I want you to lie on the bed tied up in a uniform. My husband loves anal sex so your ass must be ready. I will videotape everything but don't worry it's for our family archive, we won't show anyone. Text me as soon as you read this message. It's very urgent!***
11. ***Here's a picture of my dick, give him a video rating with a squirt right now.***
12. Guy from India is a genius: ***Come to me, I will cum in you so you get pregnant. I have the best sperm, but only you and I will know about it.*** And I have to fly again on my own money.
13. A retired military man offered me: ***I will send you my sperm by mail, please add it to your morning coffee, as soon as it runs out I will send more. And send me daily photo proof.***
14. ***Send me a list of all the places you squirted.*** Apparently he bought a map and doesn't know what to put on it. So mark all of Asia, I've squirted almost everywhere.
15. ***Name exactly what airline you work for and your flight schedule.*** Cool. Should I just put that information on my profile? Then everyone would know exactly where and when I fly and it would be so much fun watching a whole plane of my fans who I should be fucking right now on the flight.
16. ***You don't appreciate being a woman. A woman should be chaste and only give herself to one man, you should dress modestly, not flirt or talk to other men. A girl is meant to give happiness to one man.*** Oh, fuck off! What the hell you doing on NSFW reddit pages?
And there are a lot of requests like that. If you are interested I will keep such requests and continue such a post.
I understand that everyone has his own fantasies in his head, but there are some basic communication skills. You can say hello first, put a smiley emoji, ask how you are, start some light flirting. You don't have to aspire to be my sexual partner, you can just be a friend. I have a lot of friends, many of them know about my sex life, but we do not fuck, we are just friends, this is also fun.
For example I have a friend Sila, she is transgender from Australia, very beautiful and hot girl. No one can ever understand that she is transgender, I compared to her ugly ugly. Her legs drive both men and women crazy. We often even sleep together but we have never had sex, we can just talk for hours. Although one time I just had to be in the room where she was having sex with her boyfriend. It was fun.
A lot of people say that if I put up such hot pics and vids on my profile, it means I can't live without sex and all I want is dicks. Nothing like that, I have my own vision of sexuality, I like to seduce and have all kinds of sex, but not with everyone. Have I been in a relationship with anyone from reddit? Yes I have. I've found both friends and sexual partners.
I'm a very busy with flights so I don't always get a chance to write a story but rest assured that when I write a story I'm always super horny and right now I'm only typing with one hand because other one is in the other wet spot :)
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Forever Hung (Part 9) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21] [MF, MF] [voyeur]
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I’ve no idea when the professor found time between his lab work and his recreational activities to make a double of Madison. The benefits of having two bodies, I suppose. But I felt no differently about the situation than I did when he had first proposed it. I found it highly unethical, an extreme breach of Madison’s privacy and autonomy, and I had every intention of avoiding this new double.
She only came to me at night, emerging from some secret laboratory of the professor’s like a ghost from a dream. Showering after work, I saw her through the fog of the curtain. The mirage of a dress dropped from her body. When she joined me, stepping beneath the shower spray, her frail blue bra and panties became gradually drenched, gradually transparent. She looked down at herself and touched her fingers to the wet fabric, as if realizing an innocent mistake. Turning her back to me, she suggestively held the shower head pipe with both hands, then looked over her shoulder, expecting me to unhook her bra. Which I will confess I did. I draped it over the shower rod. Then she wiggled her bottom, expecting me to remove her panties. Which I will confess I did. I peeled the wet linen from her skin and draped them next to the bra. But I ended things here. I loofahed her lower back, watched the soap slide between her cheeks, then left her to finish washing herself.
After my shower the next night, I emerged from the bathroom to find her propped on her side atop my bed. Pink cotton panties hugged the knoll of her hip and her breasts rested beneath a thin, half-buttoned crop top. She watched me as I dried off, biting her lip, and when I was done, setting the towel on the arm of a chair, she rolled onto her back, arching her knees in the air, and unbuttoned the rest of her top. She waited for me, and while I confess that I couldn’t kick her out of my room at such a late hour, I rebuffed her every effort that night. We shared an innocent bed, though when I woke, stirred by the dawn light, I was still erect, her hand cupped between my legs as she slept.
On the third night I woke to Madison’s double slipping beneath my sheets. I felt her delicate weight on top of me, felt her mouth against my mouth, and as my body began to react, I felt her slip herself onto my cock, the same enveloping warmth as our first time in the bath.
I didn’t stop her at first; half asleep, my hips rose to meet her. But coming to, I was prepared to do the difficult work of stopping, of savoring one final descent of her body onto mine before pulling away and leaving us both unsated. But over her shoulder, as she took long, luxurious rides along my cock, I saw through the mirror into Madison’s room. The sheet had fallen from one corner, and in the moonlight I could just make out her figure. She stood, one hand holding a bed post for balance. All I could see of Harry were his arms wrapped around her stomach.
As her double sat atop my lap, her pelvis grinding against mine, I watched Madison’s body shudder with each of Harry’s thrusts. I watched her toss her hair. Watched her slightly bend one leg. As Harry’s hand rose to squeeze Madison’s right breast, I reached up and felt the breast of her double. As his hand lowered to reach between her legs, I pressed my thumb to her double’s clit. And when Harry held Madison’s arms behind her back, holding her upper body horizontal as he fucked her from behind, I surrendered entirely. I threw her double back onto the bed, pinned her wrists against the mattress, and drove my cock between her legs with the abandon of a lesser man.
As Madison squeezed her knees together, one slightly over the other, her double wrapped her legs around my waist. As the sounds of Madison’s moans vibrated through our wall, her double arched her back away from the bed. As Madison’s tightly hanging breasts bounced in time with her hips, the breasts of her double quivered like the gently shaken surface of a fair and virgin sea.
The four of us came at once, unwittingly together, and I kissed Madison’s double to keep us both quiet.
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From that night on, the cork was out of the bottle. I no longer resisted the seductions of a willing woman I found so achingly attractive. I spent my days tending the professor’s new batch of organics, and at night I waited for her to appear in my room. I'd kiss her, whisper “hello, my Maddie”—my infatuation deserved a name—and we made hushed, wild love. Once, despite sucking three of my fingers to mask her moans from Madison, Maddie accidentally kicked a bedside lamp to the floor, her leg having twitched from a sudden shift in the depth of my thrust. We stopped mid-tryst, glanced toward the mirror for signs of a reaction, but, seeing none, she took my fingers back into her mouth, begging me to resume.
While her existence had to remain a secret from Madison, I resented the fact that our affair had to stay hidden while Madison and Harry’s was so excruciatingly public. Instead of retiring to my room in the evening, I sought out discreet corners of the professor’s mansion. I never told Maddie where I’d be, but somehow she always appeared.
In the wine cellar, we squeezed ourselves between two stacks of barrels. In the boathouse, Maddie got on all fours against the bow of the professor’s sailboat. In the greenhouse, hiding amongst the orchids in her floral bralette, Maddie wrapped a honeysuckle vine around her bare waist, threaded it through the straps of her thong, and licked the nectar from the pistil of a flower.
All day in the lab I watched Madison bend over a microscope or nibble on the end of a pen or stand with her hands in the back pockets of her jeans and I longed for dusk, when I could lead her double behind the firewood and strip her naked in the grass.
We were nearly caught in the gym locker room. With Maddie on her back along the length of a bench, we suddenly heard a shower turn on, heard Madison’s soft humming. Maddie and I froze, my cock still deep inside her. The shower turned off—evidently only a quick rinse—and we heard the rustling of a towel. I dared not move, but Maddie, placing a hand over her mouth, began squeezing my still cock. I shook my head at her, put a finger to my lips, but I saw her smile beneath her hand, and she began flexing herself more rapidly around my shaft, began shifting her hips inperceptively slowly. I closed my eyes, struggling to contain myself. I grabbed her ass, threatening to spank her, but of course this was a bluff. I began to respond, flexing my cock inside of her while remaining still, the blood rushing to my pouting tip, which only made Maddie flex harder in turn.
We were startled by a loud metallic slam. Then another. A feminine moan and a masculine grunt, and it became clear that Harry was fucking Madison against a row of lockers.
Maddie looked at me as she moved her hips faster, as she began to slide herself less subtly along my cock. I began moving my hips, as well, pulling back only an inch before pushing deep. I flexed and she tightened, then I pulled back only two inches before pushing deep. Until, unable to pace ourselves, and satisfied that Madison couldn’t hear our dalliances over her own, we pounded against each other, finished quickly, mostly quietly, and snuck away with our armfuls of clothes. We hurried down the hallways and, safely out of earshot, I spanked her as we ran.
One night I listened to the cicadas on the back porch, waiting for Maddie to appear through one of the French doors. Instead, enigmatically, I saw her approach the back steps from the dark at the far end of the lawn. She wore a wreath of green around her head and a flowing white gown. The bottom of the dress bore slits along both legs, while the top, knotted over each shoulder, plunged all the way to her waist. As she moved closer, I could see that the top was a transparent lace.
I met her in the grass, careful to stay beneath the roofline, out of sight from the upstairs windows. I kissed her and, eager to unwrap her gown, tried to lead her by the hand toward the house.
But she shook her head. She kissed me again, undid a few buttons of my shirt, then began leading me across the lawn. I was wary, glancing over my shoulder to see if Madison was standing by her window, but I was also transfixed by the gown. While the bottom wasn’t transparent, the silk hugged her backside and flowed around her hips as she walked, a thigh peeking through the slits with each step. She turned occasionally, walking backwards as she glanced at my exposed chest.
“You like?” Maddie asked, seeing me eye her dress.
“I do,” I said.
She smiled. “Will you undress me in the garden?” She asked.
I couldn’t answer. I knew I should have said no, it was too risky. I should have begged her to please let me just cut some fresh foxgloves and sprinkle them across our bed. But of course how could the answer be anything but yes? I let her lead me to a patch of azaleas beneath a dogwood tree, secluded but still lit faintly by a warm light from the house.
Maddie held her hands behind her and leaned back against the tree. She looked me over, expecting me to unbutton the rest of my shirt. But I was reluctant, still trepidatious about our place in the open. Maddie rolled her eyes. She reached up and, untying the knots on each shoulder, let the top of her dress fall, four wide strands of lace hanging from her waist. She sat amongst the red flowers at my feet and her gown spread out around her as if her topless body rose from the petals of a white tulip.
She looked up at me, waiting for me to undress, and once I did, once I stood naked, she fell back amongst the greenery.
“Undress me,” she said,fingering the fabric around her waist, her breasts pressed between her arms.
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“Where are you hiding her?” Madison asked in the lab.
I tried not to react, but must have glanced at her with a panicked expression.
“Who?” I asked.
“Your visitor. I saw you with a woman last night.”
I busied myself with the organics, pretending to need a radioscopic sensor from across the room.
“You must have been dreaming, Madison. No visitors for me.”
She pursed her lips and turned back to her own computer screen.
“I definitely saw you,” she muttered to herself after a moment.
I ignored her, but then Madison stood and leaned against my desk.
“Listen,” she said, lowering her voice. “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend, but you don’t have to worry about me, you know, telling her anything.”
I looked up, considering my options. “No?” Is what I settled on.
Madison shrugged. “There’s nothing to tell. It’s not like we did anything.”
“That’s true,” I said.
“Shared a bed for one night,” she said. “Nothing anyone needs to know about.”
“I agree.”
“But!” she shouted, leaning suddenly forward. “I do want to meet her.”
“I don’t think so,” I said.
“What? We’re staying in the same house, it’s creepy if I don’t meet her.”
“Professor’s orders,” I said. “Visitors only allowed if they stay absolutely out of sight. The secret nature of the project, our busy schedule—he doesn’t want any distractions.”
“I wouldn’t worry about the professor,” Madison said, which in hindsight was obviously going to be her response. I changed tacts.
“Well she’s also not here long. A few days, and I don’t know how much free time we’ll have,” I said. “Taking advantage of every moment. You can understand that.”
Madison raised an eyebrow. “I suppose,” she said. She got up to go back to her computer, but as she did she gave my thigh a soft squeeze, letting her fingertips drag across my zipper.
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Intense Quickie [FF]
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She had apparently found an interesting show on Netflix. It had a really interesting and unique concept for a competition show and she wanted to watch it together. So we put it on the tv and start watching, it’s interesting and has some funny moments. Really impressive crew and set design, but the contestants were basic loud personalities so it turned us from interested to making fun of the show to make it more entertaining. We’re about halfway through season one after a couple days of watching a few episodes at a time, and she starts to touch me, feeling up my body, breathing in my ear. I go with it and start to enjoy it. I love when she turns into my cute little slut, so needy.
I feel her behind me with my hands and find her neck. I gently squeeze it, she lets out small moans and starts to breathe faster. I turn around to face her, I watch her expression as I squeeze a little more. She feels her hands down my body and starts to rub my clit over my shorts. My hips start to grind against her hand feeling the intense warmth coming from the pleasure. “I need you inside me” I gasp out. She pulls my shorts and underwear down, and plays with my wetness. She rubs my clit directly for a few seconds before putting in two fingers. I rest my head on her shoulder as she pumps them in and out. I need more. “Fill me up! I want you to stretch me!” I beg. “Wait here for a second” she says as she moves me over to get up. I sit down and hear her go into the bedroom and open a drawer. She comes back with a towel and our medium size dildo, about seven inches in length and an average circumference, nothing huge but enough to satisfy me.
She places the towel under me and starts to rub it on my slit, getting it wet and ready for me. I feel the head at my entrance. “Ready?” She asks. And I nod, I need this so bad. I feel her start to push it in with ease. I close my eyes and moan as I feel it go deep inside with ease. I love how tight it feels. She starts off with a slow rhythm, but speeds up quickly. Fast and rough, just how I wanted it.
She tells me to breathe in. As I do she covers my nose and mouth, and my body to panic. It doesn’t take me long to start bucking and clawing for air. The thrusting starts feeling more intense as she goes harder and faster. “That’s it, you’re being such a good little whore.” She says softly to me. I feel my orgasm coming, she knows this is the quickest way for me to cum, it’s also the most intense. I start clawing her arm and back even harder. I’m going to cum! It rushes at me and I start to orgasm, feeling myself squeezing hard on the toy. If it wasn’t muffled it would sound like I was screaming in pleasure. I tap her arm and she releases, causing me to gasp for air. I feel her pull out and I can tell I made a mess by the sound of it. As I recover she gently cleans me up with the towel. After a few minutes I get new underwear and put my shorts back on. “Let’s rewind back.” I say still breathing heavily. We missed about ten minutes of the episode, but it wasn’t that interesting anyways.
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The Naughty Birthday Gift! [MFM]
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It was my husband’s birthday and I planned to surprise him with something which he had desired but never expected that to happen in the realm of reality.
I called him on his mobile and asked him to come to a particular location in the evening after office.
The location was that of a strip club!
Well, to be honest I knew that my hubby had that cuckold nature in him but he was too afraid to ask me for such things. In fact, I am an exhibitionist and my hubby gets excited when I expose or flaunt my body to other men. I have been even topless in a beach on our vacation once.
I remember well that he had been very much aroused by the sight of strangers staring at the boobs of his hot wife. He had even admitted that he had enjoyed those stares at me. That night, while making love, he confessed that the thought of his wife being caressed by other men had always excited him to the level of extreme arousal.
When my husband entered the club, he was surprised. He had perhaps never even imagined that he would be asked to come to a strip club by his wife!
When he entered the hall, he was greeted by two women in lingerie and was taken to a table. He was asked to sit and was offered a glass of his favourite scotch.
Then the show began.
The ladies started dancing and stripping their clothes. They were now almost naked just in their g string.
My hubby was enjoying the show. One of the girls went to him and sat on his lap and danced. Hubby was decent enough not to touch her actually. He tipped her and then she poured him another drink.
Whatever happened next shocked my husband.
I came out from behind the curtains. I wore a white transparent shirt and a red miniskirt with a slit on the thigh. I started swaying with the sensual music…slowly and sensually. There was a huge applause from the audience. My hubby could not believe his eyes!
I unbuttoned my shirt and exposed my padded push up black bra. I walked towards my hubby and kissed on his cheeks.
“For you my love”, I said and walked away.
I went to a pole and grabbed it. I started moving my body holding it and then pushed my cleavage on it. I started dancing and people around me started cheering. I continued my dance for sometime and my hubby was watching me.
I then pointed my finger to hubby and indicated him to come near me. He was hesitant but then came to me. I directed him to unzip my skirt. He did it slowly and the crowd cheered again but with much delight.
I let my skirt slid down and then I proceeded towards the pole again. I danced like a pro and my moves raised the temperature inside. Guys were throwing dollar notes at me.
Then two semi nude girls walked to my hubby and directed him to follow them. They took him to a private area of the club. Another girl brought him a cake.
My hubby cut the cake and I wished him with a passionate kiss.
“Thank you babe!”, he said. “You are incredible! I just can’t believe my eyes”
“Didn’t you like this?” I asked him.
“Oh babe….it’s so wonderful and arousing. I am liking every bit of it”, he said.
“Shall I stop or you want to see more”, I asked him.
“Go on baby….today you can do anything you want”, he said and then kissed me on my cleavage.
Then we both went to the dance floor. My hubby sat on the lounge sofa and watched my next moves.
I started dancing again and this time I removed my bra and threw away to him. I started rubbing my white breasts on the pole again. I could sense that many guys were rubbing their dicks inside their pants.
One guy asked me to come towards him. I went and sat on his lap. He started fondling my breasts and I touched his dick. My hubby watched us with an awe!
The guy rubbed my ass and I asked him to remove my g string with his mouth. The guy did that and there was I fully naked and also being watched by my helpless hubby and others.
I looked at my hubby and he just smiled.
I came back to the stage and started dancing. My hubby was now rubbing his dick with his hand. I went to him and gave him a kiss.
After my dance, the other guy came to me and took me to a dark corner, not visible to my hubby. He kissed my boobs and then licked my pussy. I unzipped his pants and took out his big cock. I gave him a nice blowjob. Then he grabbed me by my ass and inserted his cock inside me. He started moving it fast and fast.
My hubby came looking for me and saw me being fucked by a stranger. He was so aroused that he took out his cock and joined us. He smooched me while I was being fucked by the stranger.
Then he inserted his cock inside my mouth and pushed it harder. I sucked and sucked.
Then my hubby took his turn to fuck me. He inserted his penis inside me and banged me hard. He had his orgasm and the other guy just sprayed his semen on my breast after masturbating. I too moaned with pleasure.
Then I dressed up and went home with my husband.
“It was the best gift of my life”, he said. “To be honest, I always desired seeing you banged by another man. Oh..babe…I love you”.
“I love you too”, I said and then we smooched.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 371. Just another incestuous night for a predatory mother.
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Enraptured in the moment, I feel him deep inside me as I breathe in the cool night air that wafts gently over my face from the open window. His strong hands grope my breasts as his lips kiss my neck relentlessly. Plunging into my body, his powerful and virile member pounds me without mercy and with the love of a man who wants the moment to last forever.
Craving his seed, I push him onto his back and suck him like a woman possessed. He moans and arches his back as I take him to the back of my throat. My tongue tickles the sensitive little spot under the head, and I groan with pleasure.
As I fellate him and await the arrival of his primal gift, I feel like I am molesting his very soul and I love it.
His strong hands grip the sheets, and he cries "Mom" right before he enjoyed a long and powerful release. The swallow warmed my throat and seemed to fuel my loins for more.
Climbing onto his face, I demanded pleasure, and he was eager to provide. As I squirted hard, I screamed like a Siren in want and my body twitched.
Upon kissing my son goodnight, I left the room and considered a tryst with the other.
**My sons are 22 and 27. Do you actually believe I would consider sharing personal information with you?**
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The Tutor, Part Fifteen [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal]
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**PART FIFTEEN**
Playing it cool was a given.
The real question was, should I mention that Bridget and I knew each other? That would be the understatement of a lifetime.
It would be easier to sway Annabelle back to my side if I could tastefully cast my former rival in a more negative light, but it also ran the risk of my name being mentioned to Bridget when Annabelle let her know her services actually weren’t needed. If I omitted any relationship with Bridget, however, then how would I make myself sound better in comparison? Except, of course, for the fact that I was Annabelle’s top choice the first time around.
I was still in the midst of our phone call, so I had to make a snap decision. The former made for easier conversation, as long as I kept reminding myself that less is more. Keep it light, keep it friendly; there was no need to get into the old rivalry. “Hmm, Bridget?” I said, “I didn’t know she had any tutoring experience.” Like I was one to talk. But this was about making Annabelle doubt Bridget, so my nonexistent teaching history mattered less than *her* nonexistent teaching history.
“Oh, you know her?” Annabelle asked, “And yeah, she taught a few younger students before university. I’m obviously her first prodigy, but I don’t think she minds.”
“Humble,” I teased. The girl was intelligent, I’ll give her that, but she was no prodigy. Otherwise she would have been running circles around me last Saturday.
The bit about Bridget, however, caught me off guard. She tutored back in high school? That was news to me. Either it was a lie, meant to impress Annabelle and/or Annabelle’s parents; or it was the truth, which would explain why I never had any luck finding students a few years ago. If Bridget had our county locked down through word of mouth or other means, no wonder my attempts at advertising never yielded any results.
Once again, I was overthinking things. It didn’t matter whether or not Bridget ran a tutoring business back then and kept it to herself. The more important focus was keeping her from making bank from a job that should still be mine. I mean, I did still want to teach Annabelle anyway. That’s why I made the call in the first place before learning this critical detail. But stealing it back from Bridget would be a pretty delicious cherry on top.
Going on, I aimed for the high road for the time being. I wasn’t above badmouthing Bridget, but I also wasn’t naturally the catty type. If I could convince Annabelle through other means, that would be fine. The end result is all that really mattered: Me, tutoring Annabelle. Bridget, losing what was supposed to be a sweet gig. “Oh, I didn’t know that,” I said, sticking with whatever truths I could, “But it would be a shame if you had to start from scratch with someone else.”
“What do you mean?” Annabelle asked, “You can send her our stuff, right?”
Oh. Right. I did say that, didn’t I? “Umm, maybe. I don’t know if I have contact info.”
“That’s okay! I can give you her Email.”
“Well, umm. I guess that could work?”
This was quickly turning into my worst nightmare. It was one thing to hear that Bridget was getting a lucrative job that I foolishly (and temporarily) gave up. But if she learned that I had it first? I could already imagine how smug she would be about it, even in Email form. Not to mention how much leg work I already did, only to hand over everything for her own use.
“Awesome. Thanks, Mere!”
Just a few minutes ago, the nickname would have reminded me of the list of cons I made before giving Annabelle a call. But I barely flinched at it when faced with the important fight or flight decision before me. Quietly relent, because there was no easy way to get the job back? Or push for what I wanted? Normally I would have gone with the former, as I’m terrible at confrontation and/or directness, but there was just too much riding on this.
Annabelle was passionate about mathematics; passionate enough to spend her precious time working on problems and texting me about them instead of doing whatever her other rich friends were doing. The money was really, really good. And, though it was difficult to figure out why, and impossible to explain to even myself, I felt drawn to the girl.
And, of course, fuck Bridget.
“Wait!” I blurted out. Lowering my voice from the somewhat shrill exclamation, I was once again grateful she couldn’t see my flushed cheeks. “Sorry. Umm, please wait.”
Totally calm on her end, Annabelle replied, “Yes, Mere?”
Taking a deep breath, I just said it. While the redhead on the other line seemed pretty socially adept, dropping hints and subtly sowing doubt over the phone wasn’t as easy as it would have been in person. “Honestly, Annabelle, I really don’t like Bridget. I think I should be your tutor; not her.” I moved the phone away from my lips to let out a nervous exhale following the honesty that was normally too intimidating for me to say out loud, and nervously waited for her reply.
A few agonizing seconds of silence passed.
Biting my lip, I listened for *anything*. A quiet breath, a creak of furniture, something in the background. Was she still there? It would be just my luck if I found the courage to say what I needed to say, only for the connection to drop at the perfect wrong time. I didn’t mind if Annabelle needed a minute to think about her response, but it would at least be nice to know that she heard.
“Annabelle?” I hesitantly asked.
After a moment, she finally said, “I’ll call you in a few hours, okay?”
And, just like that, she hung up.
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[M/s] My son is pitching tents (Update 2)
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Hello Everyone!
I just want to begin by thanking everyone who sent supportive comments this week. After the first post, I felt somewhat wary of the community I was addressing but the majority of the feedback this week was so kind and so supportive and it was very uplifting to hear from you. I really appreciate the positive comments and feel much more excited to post coming into this week.
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I would have updated earlier but the exercise with my son last week was not as exciting as I had hoped and it’s really my fault. Things didn’t materialize and in a moment where I felt I could perhaps seize the initiative and push things forward, I chickened out. I decided not to make the same mistake this past Monday. Ever since that last peck on my cheek, he’s continued to give me little kisses and on Monday morning, before he left for school, he planted a nice peck on my lips which shocked me but I loved his boldness and it really gave me the confidence to be bold as well.
I decided to really let myself out for a little homecoming shock and it had the effect I desired. I decided on wearing only a sports bra and short shorts for our session and his eyes were as wide as saucers when he came in the house. I had to encourage him to come in, since I already notice he’d developed a sizeable bulge in his pants, and made sure to give him a nice little kiss and he kissed me back! before sending him off to change for our exercise.
We really didn’t do anything special outside the normal routine but I made sure that this time, my hands lingered on his body even after showing him how to do a few exercises and I also made sure that every example I did for him brought our bodies close to touching if not lightly rubbing against him, which had the desired effect of giving him an almost permanent tent. I made sure not to hide my glances this time and to my excitement, neither did he. He was looking at my body the whole time and I made sure to take full advantage and put on a show, accentuating any move I thought he might find appealing.
About midway through the workout, he bumped me with his erection by accident and I remarked he had a dangerous muscle down there and he told me he’d be careful not to hurt me with it. The sheer boldness sent a shiver down my spine and my skin bubbled with goosebumps. I asked if he’d be more comfortable taking his shorts off but he regressed to his shyness a bit and said no. I was a bit disappointed but as I said in the last post, his comfort is more important than this so I let things be and we continued working out without any further development till near the end.
When I was about to start squats, I turned to see him grabbing his shorts and he said he might be better off without them on after all and he began lowering them. It made me feel like such a slut standing there, watching him slip them down, licking my lips at the view and it didn’t disappoint. His erection was making a proud tent still and his underwear was dotted with precum. I was in awe a second and nearly forgot what we were doing and was barely able to recompose myself to resume our workout, with a slight improvisation on my part. I grabbed my weights and stood in front of him and lowered into my squats, letting my face come inches in front of his erection and nearly lost myself again in the arousal. The look was one thing, the proximity to his hard cock was another but the smell of his cock made me so dizzy I barely finished a set and he didn’t move the entire time!
We both managed to end the exercise with a bit of success and at the end, we just panted but I truly think, like me, he was trying to catch his breath from the sexuality pulsing in our bodies. I told him he did a wonderful job and stepped close and he shocked me again, opening his body for a hug as I came close. He’s not opposed to hugs but his body language is almost always closed and seeing him open up made me confident enough to lean up and plant another lingering kiss on his lips before pulling back, teasing his lips with my tongue as I did. I told him he should get a shower so that I could stay in my outfit a while longer and let him enjoy his momma. We went about the night trading glances and the tension has remained strong since.
Edit: I had to change the wording to make the post work for the sub.
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Accidental double date ended up in an orgy
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I'm an 18yo Asian girl who had been single for a while. I had tried all sorts of ways to meet someone really interesting - going out with friends, attending parties, and even joining a club at my college. But nothing seemed to work, and I was feeling lonely and discouraged.
It's not that I'm ugly or something (you could judge for yourself)… But I think I don't feel completely comfortable in these places.
One day, my best friend suggested that I try Bumble (some dating app). At first, I was hesitant - I had heard CRAZY horror stories about people meeting up with strangers from the internet hahaaa! But my friend assured me that it was safe, and even shared some "success stories" of her own.
I decided to give it a try and created a profile on the app. I matched with a few guys and went on a couple of dates… Again, nothing really clicked. Then, one day, I matched with a guy named John who seemed really nice and interesting. We chatted for something like 4 days and decided to meet up for dinner at this fancy restaurant.
I arrived at the restaurant, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. I scanned the crowd, trying to spot John. But as I looked around, I saw not one, but two guys waving at me.
Confused, I approached them, and they both introduced themselves as John. First thing I thought: "Noooo wayy is that my first catfish !?". But as I looked at them more closely, I realized that they both had different profile pictures and information.
Turns out, they were both named John, and had coincidentally matched with me on the app at the same time. I was definitely surprised but decided to make the best of the situation. We all sat down to dinner, and surprisingly, it was a fun and lively conversation.
Afterwards, I didn't know how to feel about the situation. On the one hand, I was glad that I had met two nice guys. On the other hand, I couldn't help but feel a little bit deceived by this stupid app.
Turns out that this unexpected and somewhat confusing dinner went pretty well. Who would have thought haha?
So well that the two Johns decided to go somewhere else for a drink. They were getting along like old friends to be honest. They agreed on a nearby rooftop bar with a great view of the city. So I just decided to stay with them.
As we sat down with our drinks, we continued chatting and getting to know each other better. Despite the initial awkwardness, I found that I had a lot in common with both Johns. They were both avid travelers and shared a love of hiking and exploring the outdoors.
As the night went on, the conversation flowed freely, and the three of us found ourselves playing Truth or Dare. Quickly, I got asked if I've ever been involved in a threesome. Which I never had.
Alcohol kept flowing until the two Johns decided to get into a competition to know who would kiss me better… I told them to both kiss me on the cheeks at the same time so I can judge. Turned out that this little game ended up with both guys kissing and licking my neck while I was moaning with pleasure.
It was a really weird but sooo pleasant feeling to have these two strong me touching me.
Then, we decided to take the taxi to go to "John 1"'s place. In the car I could feel both of their hard dicks in my hand.
I could'nt help but imagining the taste of their dicks in my mouth.
Once in the appartment, nobody wanted to waiste one second of this magical and thrilling moment.
We got straight to the bedroom were I got to finally taste them both.
The next day, we created a group chat but I'm not sure I should do this again…
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[B/S] So much has happened (Part 2)
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This part also happened about 10 months ago, I was going to write it when this originally happened but that was when I decided to stop posting. This is probably the most important part of the story.
About a week after the last event, I decided that I wanted to finally have sex with my sister.
The texts went something like this:
Me: we need to do it again
Sister: come over tomorrow, I haven’t stopped thinking about what we did.
Me: I don’t know about tomorrow, they might start getting suspicious.
Sister: I doubt it. I need you now. If you were here I wouldn’t be able to get off of you. I want you. 😘
Me: god, you definitely know how to turn me on.
Sis: So are you coming?
Me: I’ll be there tomorrow, I’ll make sure to get there early, no interruptions this time. I want as much time as possible.
Sis: get here by 9, I’ll be back from drop-off by then.
The next day I come up with some lame excuse to our mom about how I had gotten a job interview and they wanted me there early.
On the way, I stopped by a pharmacy to get some condoms. I knew what I wanted from my sister that day.
I got to her apartment, and as soon as she opened the door, it started.
I closed the door, I grabbed her and pushed her against it, we started making out. I moved my hands all over her body, I went from her thighs to her ass to her tits. She wore shorts and a tank top and she turned me on with how good she filled them out. I undid my pants and dropped them to my ankles. She jerked me off while we kissed, I had never felt such pleasure like that. Still only on her front door, she dropped to her knees, the view of my sister looking up at me while stroking my cock was something I only dreamt of.
I was scared of finishing too quickly, so I helped her up and took her to her bed, I pushed her down and we took off the rest of our clothes. I ate her out a bit just to make sure she was wet but I didn’t need to do much work, she wasn’t lying about how much she wanted this. Finally, I put my cock in her and slowly I started fucking her, trying to savor this moment as much as I could. I bent down and kissed her, still going slow, all those months and months of teasing finally leading to this. I grabbed her waist and started going faster, watching her face, hearing her moans, who knows how long it had been since she felt that. Watching her tits move with every thrust, hearing her moan louder, I almost finished right then, but I slowed down. I turned her over. Fucking her and seeing her bare ass bounce off my cock, again, almost made me finish. If this was anyone other than my sister, I probably would have. This went on for maybe 2 more minutes, then we went back to missionary. She pulled me closer to her and she held me tightly, hearing her moans right next to my ear, I knew I wasn’t going to last any longer. I started going faster and harder, I kissed her and then I came. I had such a high in that moment.
But it didn’t last long at all.
Right then, I was hit with the worst post-nut clarity i’ve ever had. I pulled out of my sister and looked down, her pussy filled with my cum. I rolled off of her and laid down next to her, and I stayed there staring at the ceiling, not saying a word. I felt so many emotions, from disgusted to mortified, to guilt and fear. I got too caught up in the heat of the moment that I didn’t even think to put a condom on, but this wasn’t why I felt terrible.
The idea of having just had sex with my own sister made me want to throw up. How could I do this? My sister? I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I don’t know how much time went by before my sister finally recovered and got up to take a shower. I heard her voice coming from the bathroom. “Are you going to join me?” She said. “Yeah, hold on” I replied. I stood up and made my way to the bathroom, my sister already in the shower. I stepped in, she smiled at me and we kissed. I struggled to hold it together. I spent the rest of the shower pretending that I was actually washing off. I looked at my sisters naked body, this is something I would dream of, but now it made me want to puke.
We finished and we made our way back outside, we put our clothes back on and sat on her couch. She snuggled up against me while we watched tv, i was too distracted and wanted to get out of there so I came up with another excuse that i don’t even remember how bad it was.
I left and hoped I could sleep the thoughts away. The next morning I woke up to three texts from my sister:
Sis: you felt so good, thank you for the good time.
Sis: find another excuse and come back here tomorrow? 😅
And the last one was a nude. She was in her bathroom, she was squeezing her tits together and she had a big smile.
As I looked at her picture, I realized I still regret what happened.
I ghosted her for about 3 days, I answered her when she called me. She said she was concerned about what happened to me, I told her that I was fine but that I need to talk to her in person. The next day I went over to her place, when she opened the door she greeted me with a kiss, I didn’t kiss back but I also didn’t pull away. We sat down on her couch and I held her hands. I told her that we shouldn’t have done what we did, that we should stop and never talk about what happened, I told her that if our family ever found out we would would be shamed and disowned. She tried pleading with me to stay, she said that our family would never find out and that we have feelings for each other we can’t ignore. I told her that it was wrong and that we were stopping.
So we did, we stopped. We stopped texting and we stopped talking, except for when we would see each other at birthdays, then we would pretend everything is normal but our conversations only went as far as hello and goodbye.
Looking back I regret breaking things off for 2 reasons. One, I really hurt her feelings. Two, she got back with her sack-of-shit of a husband.
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[F] 18 yo asian - i masturbated at work for the first time hehe :D
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hi guys!! was debating on posting this because its super embarrassing but i already shared so much about myself..so i said **frick it HAHA**
for context, i’ve grown up a strict asian household and my parents are quite religious, so even just masturbating at home was quite taboo- there are no locks in my room so i’d have to sneak to the shower to have a little fun. I never really got to explore myself sexually until my late teens but recently i've learnt a lot about myself through reddit and the people i’ve met online 🙂
Anyways, as the title suggests, **I recently masturbated at work for the first time!!** I’m a barista and so its constantly busy at work… but it gets tremendously boring when it's not busy. Therefore, in my down time I chat with people online hehe :PIt was a particularly slow day and work and idk if it was from my hormones, or from chatting with redditors, but I was **SOOO horny that day**.
Seriously, I could fuck a statue if someone offered HAHA. anywho, the idea itself (of being horny at work) turned myself on so much that my pussy was getting wet, till the point where i’d lowkey grind my clit against my panties…thats when I knew I had to do something. So I went to the washroom and locked the door.
I started opening up my favourite naughty doujin (don’t judge me im a weeb lol), and just started playing with my clit. Before I even opened the doujin I was so freaking wet that there was almost no friction against my clit…so i started fingering myself..and
it only took me a couple minutes before i had one of the **BEST ORGASMS** in my life (at least from solo play). i was dripping wet and had to sit for a little bit before getting back to work :PP
There's something so sexy and hot about the thrill of potentially being caught taking sneaky pictures and masturbating at work. I could be caught by my coworkers or customers at anytime… and that makes it **SO MUCH BETTER**. (but yes, still scary hehe)
**does anyone have stories to share about being naughty at work?? :P**
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[M/S] My son found my OF account - Update 2
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Just because I don't give you my OF and other social media or don't engage in a conversation with you doesn't mean I'm fake;)
With that out of the way, my son called me again today and admitted that curiousity got the better of him and he checked out my profile. At first he doted about the income I make and asked why I keep working in my normal job. I said that it's just a side hobby and that I don't wanna be dependent on it. He understood but was still suprised how lucrative it is.
Then he inevitably admitted that he looked at my content and said that the money is well earned as all he saw was prime masturbation material. That got a good chuckle out of me and I said that this is the intention behind it and that I value his opinion. He assured me that he doesn't want to weird me out in any way and I said he doesn't and that I'm well versed in handling horny dudes. I asked if he looked at everything yet or if he put any restrictions onto himself and he said he just wanted to look at photos but ultimately skipped through some videos as well and the videos just so you know are the really explicit ones.
He mentioned that they work as intended then which was pretty much telling me that he got horny from looking at my posts which in turn got me going as well. I said that I was gonna film some content to upload today and was gonna try a new interactive agle to itif he wants to check back in later. He said he would probably do to not seem too eager and I said if he wants he could give me some feedback. He said that can be done and I said he could put my profile to it's intended use if he wants and said he thought about it but wanted to have my opinion on the whole situation first. I said I was okay with it and that's what I do it for, to have guys masturbate. He said I do that very well and would message me later.
So after writing this post out I'll set things up to film a new video that he'll most likely watch.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 389. We were exposed to the world!
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Last night my usual poolside relaxing, and reading was rudely interrupted by wind and rain. I felt restless and went to the garage for a cigarette. Seconds later, Michael appeared, doing his best to pretend he wanted to chat when he just wanted to watch me smoke. I leaned against his car and sucked seductively on my cigarette and watched the bulge in his sweatpants grow.
I motioned him to me and soon, I was on the hood of his car as he fucked me. He removed my top and bra and then his t-shirt. With his shorts around his ankles, he bounced his wanton Mom on and off his freshly waxed car. What started as a quickie soon turned into a full-fledged animalistic and primal fucking.
As I brayed and he grunted "Mommy" over and over, the garage door began to rise. Michael looked to his left, wondering if he had touched a remote but there was not one anywhere near us. Upon looking to his right, we saw Patick appearing as the door lifted.
Michael and I burst into laughter as his cock still filled me and anyone walking or driving by could have seen us. Ana could have even seen us had she been looking in our direction. Patrick shook his head and walked past us, still coupled together.
"Close the garage door" I yelled through my giggles, and he did as he walked into the house.
Needless to say, we continued our fun until the hood of his car was going to need waxed some more.
**My sons are 22 and 27. Do not ask me to rate your penis.**
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My first threesome experience... [F]
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I was always a bit of a wild child, so when my best friend suggested we have a threesome with her boyfriend I was game for it. We had talked about it a few times before, but I never thought it would actually happen. I was both excited and nervous, but I trusted my friend and her boyfriend, so I knew it would be a good time.
The night of the threesome, we all met up at my friend's house. We had a few drinks to loosen up and then we started to get undressed. I was a little shy at first, but seeing my friend's boyfriend undress and seeing her touch his body made me feel more comfortable. We all got into bed together and explored each other's bodies. It was an incredible experience and I felt so free and in the moment.
My friend's boyfriend was incredibly gentle and caring. I felt safe in his arms and like I could trust him. He was also very attentive which made the experience even more enjoyable. We explored each other's bodies and I felt like I was in a dream.
At the end of the night, I felt like I had just gone through an incredible adventure. I felt free and liberated. I was also so grateful for my best friend and her boyfriend for trusting me and making me feel so comfortable.
The threesome was a truly unforgettable experience and I'm so glad I got to share it with my best friend and her boyfriend. I still think about it all the time and I feel so lucky to have had such an incredible experience. The night ended with us all feeling happy and content, and I'm sure we'll do it again soon. Who knows what will happen next?
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[C/C] How I fell for my cousin
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To start this I'll just get right into it and introduce myself, I'm Jake. I was raised by my uncle and aunt when I was 7 and in the first few years I never felt like I belonged, always felt like a burden, and was just in a dark place. My cousin, whom I'll call Angel, is a year older, than I am and the only one who could really comfort me and keep me distracted long enough to be happy, in hindsight it could be because we were both kids, but I'm not entirely sure.
My uncle was a tough man to get along with, strict with rules for me and my cousin but my aunt was lenient with us, spoiling us whenever she thought we deserved it which made a good dynamic, they raised us right in my opinion, though maybe not entirely since this post is being made.
My uncle made me start working with him when I turned 14 which was miserable at first but it taught me a lot about responsibility and how to deal with things, especially with all the talks he had with me when we worked together. I'm basically a spitting image of my uncle now funny enough, pretty blunt and straightforward with people. It's thanks to him I have my life together so I tend to laugh at how much of a bastard I thought he was when I was a kid.
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I remember a lot of summer nights the four of us had together around campfires, fishing, and hiking, but as we got older it slowly became just Angel and me out doing things. My Aunt and Uncle were busy with keeping food on the table and giving us the opportunities in life they wanted us to have. It was one of those summer nights with just the two of us that I really noticed Angel as a woman and no longer my childhood best friend she used to be. Shit, she may have been my first crush.
Over the years we kept growing closer, I knew the feelings I had for her when I was 17, of course, I knew it was wrong and demonized them so I suppressed them and tried moving on thinking it was a phase or something but that didn't change how I now saw her. She wasn't my cousin anymore in my eyes, she was my best friend and I loved her, through and through. I knew most of her secrets, her weaknesses and strengths and she knew all of mine and damn was it the roughest years of my life trying to hide them.
When I was 19 we went camping by a lake together and had been drinking, a lot. Of course in my drunken state I confessed and I still remember that dread that ran through my body after the words left my mouth but the moment was fleeting because she made the first move, grabbed my face, and pressed her lips to mine. I knew she was drunk and assumed that had been her reason so I pulled back and damn that look she gave me like she was going to cry. I didn't know, hell I still don't know what was the right choice for that situation, I just felt flustered and made my move, this time pressing my lips to hers, it felt so wrong yet so right, like we were made for each other like this night was meant to happen but I just kept imagining my uncle in the back of mind wanting to beat my ass for being so stupid and disgusting.
That night we ended up sharing a bed together for the first time since we were children and it was one of the best nights of sleep I've had in my life, even if it was on an air mattress her warmth and soft breathing as she slept next to me were so comforting I still can't help but think about it from time to time, especially late nights.
I remember that morning being awkward at first but we talked about what happened between us, I'll never forget the pink that spread across her face when she interrupted me with another kiss, a short one but that's how she showed me that she didn't regret it. That damned smile she had the entire time, her laugh at the likely dumbfounded look I had, and the third much longer kiss as she pushed me onto the ground next to the burning coals of the campfire...Christ, I don't know how to feel that I still love her like crazy.
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After that morning we spent months together in secret, never going farther than make-out sessions and an occasional grope here and there, she always stopped me from exploring her body, I got a few well-deserved slaps back then but she always kissed me after so I learned to love them, oddly enough.
I never expected it to go any further than that, our kissing sessions died down between work and Angel's college classes until a late winter night she snuck into my room and woke me with a kiss, I thought my soul was going to leave my body with how badly she startled me but damn was the kiss after fantastic until she covered my mouth with her hand and climbed into my bed. I still can see her clear as day, sitting on my lap with only the moonlight from the window illuminating the room and her. She whispered something about needing to be quiet and I knew damn well where she wanted to take things that night and for the first time she let me explore her body while our lips locked together.
That make-out session quickly turned into a race to who can get whose clothes off first, I swear I can still feel the first time I cupped her bare breasts for the first time, the way her nipple pressed into my palm, the way her fingers ran over my chest and slithered into my pants, and the look on her face the first time she wrapped her hand around my dick. I knew her face was red even in the barely lit room.
It didn't take long after she felt me for us to get the rest of our clothes off, I practically ripped my pants off in excitement, think I actually ripped the pant leg in the process if I remember correctly. I never expected things to progress any further than us kissing but I was so glad it did and even happier I was wise and had bought condoms anyway.
God...Just thinking about that night. The feeling of her soft hand just stroking me while she prepared a condom and slid it down my shaft, the sight of her eagerly staring at my dick as she raised herself up over me, and the feeling of how warm she was inside as her walls enveloped around me. I watched her cover her mouth as she grinded her hips against mine, the sound of muffled moans from both of us and the slight squeaking of my bed filled the room even though we tried our damnedest to keep quiet.
The look of those bold and beautiful, almost turquoise eyes staring into mine as she rode me, I knew damn well how much I wanted this even though I felt so wrong and scared her parents would hear. I felt her legs start to tremble around me as her grinding slowed down while she covered her mouth with both hands, letting out soft squeaks, it almost looked like she was crying until she let out a pretty loud gasp and dug her nails into my chest.
I lost it after that.
Watching her cum while riding me made me damn near lose my mind and I quickly switched positions, practically throwing her as I flipped us, noise be damned. I wrapped her legs and arms around me and moved my hips like a piston, she almost blew our cover letting out the moan she did so I resorted to covering her mouth the entire time I went to town. Her nails were scratching down my back, and hurt like hell but god I was so lost in the lust at the moment I didn't pay it any mind. I was rocking her body up and down the bed with every thrust, feeling her legs lock around me like a vice and watching her tits bouncing with every pump, hearing her muffled moans under my palm. Fuck it was too much for me, I have never cum so hard in my life that I've become lightheaded from it, and thought I was going to pass out after rolling off her.
I couldn't do much after that, I just laid there watching her as she breathed heavily, grinning ear to ear and rubbing my chest. It was hard for me to stay conscious after that, I was rapidly passing out feeling her playing with my chest then moving her hand down to my dick, taking the condom off, and kissing me good night before she climbed over me and left there, staring at her ass as she left my room naked.
God...I wish I could smack that ass once more.
Breakfast was fucking terrifying the next morning. Angel was so casual and calm but I felt like I had a target painted on my back even though my uncle and aunt didn't know a thing. Angel gave me a smile from across the table which helped settle my nerves, hell, it made me kind of want her again in a strange way. I just was excited about how our relationship was going to turn.
I had fallen for Angel and we were now no longer able to go back to our lives before all thanks to me getting drunk and confessing my love to her, never expected her to reciprocate those feelings, only to be called disgusting and probably kicked out of my uncle's house but that didn't happen. Instead, she fell for me just the same as I did for her.
That porcelain skin of hers, that dirty blond hair and beautiful turquoise eyes that peered deep into my very being...
I miss her nearly every day and needed to get this out of my head, thought I'd memorialize it here as a form of therapy, maybe it'll help.
Hope you enjoyed the read at least.
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[FFuta, 18+, anal, audience] Sarah's Harem part 7
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Sarah and her girls were sitting in the living room of her apartment. Amanda and Chris were snuggled up on the couch, watching something on tv. Britta was reading, shirtless in the chair next to them, sitting across the arms. Alex and Sarah sat on the carpet, both wearing bath robes, painting each other's nails. It was a serene moment, punctuated by some canned laughter on the screen, or Amanda's occasional gasp as Chris fondled her.
Dipping the brush tip into fresh polish, Sarah took Alex's foot, applying a coat to each toe in line. Alex has told her she always dreamed of doing this with her girl friends, but given she hadn't been a girl in middle or high school, she never had the chance. Sarah was all too happy to help.
For the first time in a while, being in a room filled with hot women didn't get Sarah hot and bothered, and while she was thankful she could just relax and enjoy the moment, some part deep down worried that something was wrong.
Did she not love them anymore? No, every time she looked at one of them, her heart swelled with joy.
Was the sex getting stale? No, she had 4 beautiful girls to shake things up with, it was kinda hard to get bored of that quickly.
Could there be something wrong with her cock? She wasn't an expert on dicks, especially not magical ones from a sex ritual, but Sarah always assumed that penises were normally ready to go like 24/7. Perhaps that was her ignorance on have guys and penises worked, but for a solid 6 months, the mere sight of one her girls, even fully clothed, could wind up with them sans clothes, in the throes of passion. But lately, that had been happening less and less. She wasn't sure if the others noticed, especially since they had each other in case they were getting horny, but nonetheless, it worries her.
Zoning back in, she blew cool air across Alex's toes, dubbing them complete. They were nude with a band of purple on the end, super cute and they fit Alex's personality.
Alex squeed in excitement. "Oh thank you Sarah, you're the best." She sprang into Sarah's arms, where they kissed.
Right on cue, Sarah's cock began stiffening, soon poking out of her robe. Alex's hand slid over her length, sparing barely a glance as she locked with Sarah's lips.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sarah spotted Chris and Amanda perking up at the display. Chris had buried her hand in Amanda's pants, excited by the sight.
Sarah took this as permission, pushing Alex to lay on the soft ground. Throwing open her girl's robe, Sarah began stroking Alex's tummy lightly with her fingers. Alex's cock was at attention already, wanting so desperately to be inside Sarah again. She had on one of Chris's sports bras today, which held her boobs in place. She took to wearing them due to the number of times she and the others had intimate time together. While Sarah preferred the cute lacy ones that Britta and she wore, she was happy Alex found something that worked for her and made her comfortable.
Spreading her own robe open, Sarah leaned down stealing a kiss. She then asked, "Me or you today, baby?"
Alex groaned in pleasure. "Me please, Sarah. I want to feel you inside me."
Sarah smiled. Pulling a condom and lube from the side table next to her, she applied them to herself.
That done, she slid her hands under Alex's ass, hefting her up to face height before taking a tentative lick of Alex's ass. Her lover gasped. Both had just gotten out of the shower, getting nice and clean, just in case the fancy took them.
With a few more licks, Sarah's cock grew impatient. Caving to his demands, Sarah set Alex back down, taking hold of her needy dick.
"Yesyesyesyesyes!" Alex moaned.
Pressing her head just inside of Alex, Sarah's body shivered. Her lover was so tight.
Not wanting to hurt her, Sarah slowly pushed more and more of herself into Alex's backdoor, eliciting delicious groans of pleasure.
On the couch, Amanda and Christine were kissing, hands exploring each other. Over on the chair, Britta had discarded her book and was busy fondling one pair of her tits.
Sarah loved her life.
Further and further she went until she was sure Alex couldn't handle anymore. Backing out slowly, Sarah's body vibrated with anticipation.
Her motions were smooth and gentle, allowing Alex to respond as they went, though Sarah could feel Alex's responses through their connection.
Sarah rarely got the chance to do anal with her girls. The other three preferred the pussy or oral, and she couldn't blame them, it was a little strange. However, Alex loved it, so she was happy to provide the experience to Sarah, and Sarah was happy to oblige.
It was slow going, all to make sure Sarah didn't hurt her lover. With Amanda and Chris, she was happy to be rough and mean, because they loved that. Case in point, Chris had Amanda's face in a death grip, smushed into a kiss. Moans of delight left Amanda's lips.
Soon, their surroundings fell away, and all they thought about was each other. Slow in, slow out. They could take their time with this, they had all the time in the world. Once or twice, Sarah reapplied lube to make sure everything went smoothly.
After a few minutes of coupling, Alex said, "faster please, I can take it."
Wanting to make her lover feel as good as possible, Sarah obeyed. As she sped up, she kept an even pace. And Alex was loving it.
Deep in Sarah's core, she could feel the orgasm coming. This was always her favorite part. The building to climax, then release of pleasure. The only thing she loved more was the look on her girls' faces when they came. That was pure ecstasy.
Judging by the way Alex's toes, arms and legs curled, she was close too. Perfect.
Slowing down just enough to be in time with her lover's breathing, Sarah brought it home. She had so much pent up energy, and wanted to prove that she was attracted to and loved her girls. This would be her love letter to Alex at least, the first in line to show she was happy.
The two of them came in near synchronicity. Sarah shot load after load buried deep in Alex's ass, captured by the condom. Alex on the other hand, splurged all over her stomach, making a mess of herself and getting a bit of cum on Chris's bra. That happened a lot in this household.
All around them were the sounds of orgasm as Sarah's girl's came together. She loved when her girls came.
Minutes later, Alex was snuggled up in Sarah's arms, cleaned up with a new sports bra. Their robes had been tossed in the laundry so they could just feel each other on their skin. Britta, Chris and Amanda had dozed off to sleep, leaving the two of them to watch some crime drama on tv.
Twisting around to look at Sarah, Alex broke the silence. She had a contemplative look. "Hey, do you still talk to the girl that had that magic book?"
"Lisa? Yah, how come?"
Alex's mouth quirked. "I was just thinking... no it's stupid."
"Hey, whatsup hun?" Sarah said, staring into Alex's eyes.
"It was just a thought... is there a ritual... that could turn me into a real girl? Like real boobs and a vagina and all that?"
Sarah thought for a moment. "I'm not sure, but maybe. I mean there was one that gave me a penis, so I don't see why not. Also, you are a real girl, even with you don't have those things."
Alex nodded, her expression softening. "Heh, thanks Sarah. Cool, that'd be super awesome."
"I love you Alex, you know that?" Sarah said.
"I know," Alex said. "I love you too, Sarah," and they kissed.
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[F]irst Time with Toys PART 1
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“Guess what came?!” I say, excitedly rushing over to her. “I didn’t even touch you this time!” She replies jokingly. “Fine you won’t get to play with them then.” I say in a teasing tone. We open the package, and pull out three things, a cute little bullet vibrator, a magic wand, and a beginner plug set. First we look at the bullet packaging, a discreet but classy small box. I open it and pull out a tiny white tube, with a flat side on one end resembling lipstick. Next we open the wand up and it’s a nice baby blue color. We don’t open the plugs yet, as we’re fascinated with the other two items. I press the on button and jokingly press the wand on her arm, this starting a wrestling match of trying to tickle each other with it. “Okay! Okay I give up I won’t do it again!” I say as she has me pinned down and ready to buzz my ear into a new dimension. We both can’t breathe from hysterically laughing at this point and decide to calm down and try everything out later.
After impatience and obsessive reading of both manuals I jump up to go get her. “They’re done charging! Let’s try them out!” I say while bouncing in excitement. We chose the bullet first, it’s small but it felt pretty powerful in our hands earlier when making sure they worked. She’s sitting in front of me, I walk up and lean over her, toy in hand. I start by blowing air on her ear and down her neck, I feel her sigh and lean against me. I lead my hand down and suddenly turn on the new toy, she moans immediately, not expecting the sudden intensity, and starts grinding on my hand while grabbing my arm. She makes a more pained moan, “ow” she says softly, pulling the toy away. “Too much?” I ask. We figured out that it felt really good but she needed more lead up to it, so we restart and go slower.
I push her down gently and hold my hand on her chest, applying the slightest pressure, she starts gasping and begs me to touch her. I take my other hand and graze down her neck, to her chest, squeezing her breasts through the shirt. I release the pressure on her chest and she brings my now free hand down her body, I know what she wants. I pull off her shorts and she lifts up to help me do it quicker. As soon as I see what she’s wearing I am immediately feeling intense heat in my groin, she had on purple lacey underwear with butterflies scattered around the fabric. I see her smile a knowing grin, she planned this I just know it.
I resist the urge of taking her right there, and choose to go with a more, let’s say agonizing approach. I start to lightly trace her over her underwear, she starts to understand what I’m doing.”no please! I need it now!” She begs but I refuse, not yet. Everytime I get close to her clit she tries to push it closer, and I move my hand just out of reach, we go like this for about a minute but it feels longer to her I’m sure. I wait until she’s soaked to give her relief. She’s been good so I reward her, I start rubbing her clit directly. She grabs my wrist and starts to grind, pushing herself against me as hard as she can. The thin cloth can’t hold in her wetness anymore and the palm of my hand all the way to the tips of my fingers is slick.
“Ready?” I ask her. “Please” she moans. I take the bullet and place it gently near her entrance, I put it on the lowest setting, I let her feel it there just barely pushing inside through the underwear before taking them off. The inside has a thick layer of her cum so I take a taste, it’s so good! I place the bullet at her entrance again and tease the inside, she lets out a long sigh, arching her back to pull it in deeper. I slowly push it in with ease and press it up on the inside, aiming for her g-spot. She’s rocking her hips and thrusting it as deep as it can go without getting lost in there, it’s only about 3 inches in so I still can hold it. I turn the intensity up a level, and she moans, “it feels so… good!” I lean my head down and start to lick her, her cum coating my face and mouth, I find her clit and lick softly while gently thrusting in her. She grabs my head and groans in pure pleasure. “I’m close!” She says with a groan. I start so lick with a little bit more pressure, and I feel her legs shake against my head. She’s pulling my hair hard to keep me in place, I feel her thighs pressing against my head, and the shaking, it feels so erotic, all I feel is the heat from my clit and from inside, I’m dying for my turn. With a breathy high pitched moan she starts to cum. I keep going for nearly a minute while she orgasms hard. Finally she gently grabs my arm and pulls me off, still riding the orgasm. I pull the bullet out of her and it’s absolutely covered. She looks me in the eyes for a second, “that… was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had” she says, out of breath.
This woman is killing me, I need her so bad I can’t take it anymore. “I need you, so bad.” I whisper to her.
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Newly Single at the Euphoria Hotel p5 (M24/M24/F30) (threesome) (hotel) (freeuse) (anal) (DP)
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Tasha and Eva enjoyed their drinks in the pool’s shallows, the sun beaming down on their proud and naked bodies and the pool water lapping at their skin as they recovered, before splitting to pursue their own adventures.
While Eva was led into an outdoor shower with a small group of women, Tasha ran back to her room to freshen up and send her videos. She watched them back after sending, enraptured with the adventurous woman on display, her voluptuous body getting fucked like a nympho. Her husband tried calling, but Tasha quickly turned her phone off, resolving to not look until checkout.
Back in the hallway, Tasha’s mind returned to Eva’s threesome earlier today. She wanted to try some of Eva’s tricks and luckily the perfect duo approached.
The men were tall and handsome, with different shades of brown skin. They clearly had just checked in, with their luggage still in their hands and expressions still unsure how real the Euphoria Hotel is. “Hey boys. Stressed after your travel? I think I can help, if you take me to your rooms.” They didn’t need further invitation.
In their room, Matt sat on one bed, while Alex dropped his bag in the other and said, “Tasha, looks like you are in charge. Which of us did you have you eye on?” She smiled, almost sheepish. “Both.” The men’s eyebrows rose. “Together.” The men shared a look. Alex rose, putting his hands on Tasha’s hips and saying, “whatever you want, Tasha.”
At impulse, Tasha burst out, “no, whatever you two want! My body is yours to use as long as you share.” Matt now rose and circled Tasha. While Alex focused on her juicy tits, Matt groped her phat ass. “Whatever we want.. are you sure?” Tasha thought of Eva and the sexual confidence she oozed. “Yes, whatever you two want. Please use my body. My curves need your manhandling and my holes need your cocks.”
She’d said the magic words. They’d instantly slipped Tasha free of her stringy, revealing bathing suit. Alex fondled her tits, kissing her hungrily before moving down her neck to her collarbone, while Matt guided her legs open and bent her slightly. On his knees, Matt dove between her thighs, licking her sweet, sensitive hole.
Each experience had pleased and delighted her thoroughly, but found her thirst unquenchable at this hotel. Tasha was just hopeful these men could blow her mind. Their teasing and foreplay got her off to a good start and found Alex’s cock more than promising after she freed it from his pants.
While Matt lapped at her juicy slit, Alex bent her over and guided his cock into her waiting mouth. “Oh Fuck,” he moaned as he slowly thrust in and out of her wet mouth. Hungry for his manhood, Tasha’s slips and tongue flew into action, bobbing her head while the fingers and tongue between her thighs drove her drunk with lust. The licking paused for a minute, but before Tasha could look back, she felt her insides spilt open as Matt’s massive manhood got comfortable inside her moist warmth.
They started careful and gentle, but when they saw how insatiably slutty their fucktoy was, they grew more aggressive with their thrusts. As Tasha gripped Alex’s hips to hold him deep in her throat, Matt spanked her ass hard. The ripples of pain and pleasure broke Tasha’s control, and soon both men were supporting her while she submitted to their plugging.
When they finally let Tasha rest, she breathlessly called, “I hope you all aren’t done with me yet. Your cocks feel so good, I need more.” Soon, she was on her back, her head hanging over the edge of the bed. Alex climbed on her, plunged her pussy, while Matt stood just off and plundered her throat. Tasha gasped and slobbered devilishly while the men grunted and growled in pleasure, thoroughly enjoying her wicked, wet holes. With a loud, “oh fuck, I’m cumming,” Alex pulled out and blasted a wonderfully pent up load across her stomach.
“Shit, already?” Matt laughed as Tasha was freed to catch her breath. “Don’t worry, I’ve got more for you, if that’s ok.” Tasha moaned, “more please.” She looked at Alex and said, “jump back in when you are ready. Your cock is so good, I’d love more.” Swiftly, Matt took Alex’s place on top of her, and without any muffling, Tasha’s moans of pleasure rang out across the room.
When Alex was ready to rejoin, he forced his cock into her mouth while she straddled and rode his friend. Both men’s encouragement and admiration for her brought an animal out of Tasha. These two sexy man worshipping her body, she wanted to fully put on a show, sucking and grinding her hips to devastating effect. This time, Matt was overwhelmed, flooding her wet slit as she rode.
“Fuck! You came inside her? I pulled out so you could fuck her pussy, bro. Cmon,” Alex called as a sheepish Matt panted, but Tasha had an idea, thinking back to what she’d see at the hotel. “Alex, this is perfect. There is something I wanted to try and you can be first.”
Alex was easily swayed, and Matt watched on jealously as Tasha bent over a bed, her face in the sheets, as Alex prepared and slowly pushed into her tight asshole. When he finally pushed to his hilt, Tasha felt explosions go off in her mind. “How is this?” He asked tentatively at her silence, and Tasha moaned back, “I can’t believe I’ve never tried this before! More! More!”
As Alex’s thrusts grew deeper and more forceful, Tasha’s body trembled with extreme pleasure, and she screamed in breathless staccato delight. Before she wished her ex could see and be jealous, but this was just for her. Her inner slut had been fully unleashed and all holes were available to anybody willing to claim them.
She noticed Matt was rock hard again and gasped, “come here,” while pointing at her mouth. Tasha felt powerful and devastatingly sexy as she lifted her torso, to let Matt slide beneath her. While Alex thrust in and out of her ass, Tasha bobbed her sexy mouth on Matt’s erect shaft. Alex leaned over, squeezing her heavy swinging tits as he dug in and stroked harder, until Matt asked to test her ass out.
On the edge of the bed on her back, Tasha spread her legs for inch his massive cock into her tight little hole, but before she could get a loud moan out, her mouth was filled with Alex’s cock. While Alex played with her tits, Matt fingered her used pussy, worshipping her body and it’s soft seductiveness while filling her on opposite ends. After another loud orgasm, Matt switched holes, returning to her sticky used fuckhole and pounding her senseless, while Alex slipped his shaft between her juicy breasts.
Tasha hit nirvana as the men pounded her slutty fuckholes with abandon. Tasha rode Matt in cowgirl while her asshole was mercifully used by Alex, the two cocks nearly making her blackout in intense pleasure. All she could say was “more” as her body was fully used.
Finally, Tasha kneeled on the bed, her body twisted so that Alex could thrust between her juicy tits while Matt filled her mouth roughly. With a moaned, “I can’t hold any more,” Alex backed out and unloaded a thick load over her bouncing boobs.
Seeing her sticky, plastered breasts bouncing wildly as she sucked his cock finally finished Matt as well, who unloaded enough cum in her throat to make her choke. When she caught her breath, her adrenaline tanked and she fell onto the bed, giggling and lightly teasing her boobs, but exhausted. Her fuck buddies fell in beside her, their bodies nakedly cuddled and spent.
A drowsy Matt asked, “I call the other bed.” While Alex tried to sputter a comeback, Tasha whispered, “I guess the next round is in that bed.” They all laughed as they lay, tired but happy.
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Free Use Office Work, ch 02 [group sex] [lesbian] [loads of cum][various ages 25 - 45]
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[Check out Chapter 01 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10w64xl/free_use_office_work_ch_01_group_sex_lesbian/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Beth had barely sat down at her desk when a man came walking in with his fly unzipped and his cock in hand. He walked quickly towards Beth, as he got closer Beth opened her mouth. His cock barely slipped past her lips when he started to grunt. Beth felt her mouth flood with his warm salty cum. When he finished cumming in her mouth Beth swallowed his cum without thinking. Watching the man walk out of her office she wondered if she should have shared that cum with Stacey.
Getting up to go talk to Stacey, Beth thought about her plan. She wanted to introduce wet or wiener Wednesday. She pulled her pants and panties off. She folded them up and placed them in the bottom drawer of her desk. She walked bottomless out to the front reception area. As she got close to the front desk Stacey looked up.
“Well, I mean, no pants are the best pants.” Stacey said with a laugh.
“I thought I would be more inviting on Wednesdays. I want to try to make wet or wiener Wednesday a thing.” Beth responded.
“I like it.” Stacey said standing up and undoing the buttons on her pants. When Stacey pulled her pants down, she revealed that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Beth watched as Stacey sat back down. As she did, she spread her legs a bit showing Beth her freshly waxed pussy.
“But the real reason I came out here was to ask you a question. A man came into my office this morning and shot a load into my mouth. It was instinct and I swallowed it. Do you want me to share any cum in my mouth as well?” Beth asked.
“Thanks for checking with me. I do love a good cum kiss, but it can be challenging. My first reaction is to swallow as well but if you can manage it, I would love to share some cum with you anyway I can get it.” Stacey said reassuringly.
“Okay, the next time someone quickly drops off a load like that I will come and find you. Watch for my expression because I won’t be able to talk.” Beth said with a giggle.
“Cum got your tongue, eh?” Stacey said with a chuckle.
With a wave Beth headed back to her office. As she walked through her door Max followed her into the office.
“Can I get you to have a look at this?” Max asked.
“Of course.” Beth said as Max placed the paper on the desk. She bent over to read the paper without picking the paper up and felt Max behind her sliding his cock along her wet pussy lips. She continued to read as he thrust deep into her, a small squeak escaping her lips.
Max grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, asking, “No pants today?”
Between the thrusts she responded, “I want to make wet and wiener Wednesday a thing.”
Grunting, Max said, “I think that won’t be difficult to institute.”
Beth felt herself getting wetter and wetter, she knew that she was about to cum, as her orgasm started Max grunted filling her pussy with his cum. He continued to thrust as both their orgasms ran through them. When they were both finished cumming he slid his wet cock out of her and walked back to his office. Beth quickly turned around, feeling the cum start to leak from her pussy and set out to find Stacey.
Stacey looked up to see Beth walking quickly towards her, she said, “Hop onto my desk.”
Beth slid her ass onto the desk and spread her legs. Stacey’s tongue was exploring her pussy in record time. Stacey was an expert when it came to cleaning up cum. She loved the way cum and pussy tasted together. She started off strictly cleaning but soon moved to a more caressing touch as her tongue danced over Beth’s clit. Beth felt a bead of sweat start on her brow as she got closer and closer to another orgasm.
Stacey’s tongue lightly flicked Beth’s bean while two fingers explored deep inside. Beth came right there on the reception desk. “Oh my god, that was incredible!” Exclaimed Beth.
“With how wet you were and how much cum was inside you I was in heaven. I nearly came eating you out.” Stacey said, wiping some moisture from her chin.
“Do you want me to make you cum?” Beth asked.
“Maybe later, I want to let it build for a bit. Thanks though.” Stacey responded.
When Beth got off the desk, she noticed that there was a wet spot on the desk. Stacey saw her looking and said, “Don’t worry about that. I have cleaning supplies in my desk drawer, just like you have in your armrest.”
“Oh, okay.” Beth responded a bit sheepishly.
Beth wandered to the breakroom to grab a cup of coffee. There were half a dozen people in the breakroom, and they all stopped talking when she walked in. She had almost forgotten that she wasn’t wearing anything from the waist down. She cleared her throat and said, “I am trying to make wet/wiener Wednesday a thing.”
Beth walked over to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup of coffee, by the time she turned around everyone in the room had removed their pants, skirts and underwear. Beth smiled as she saw some of the cocks in the room starting to grow. She was glad that her initiative was having the desired effect.
“Why don’t you join us?” One of the men at a table of three men and one woman said.
Beth walked over seeing the glint of pre-cum on the dick of the man who called her over. “I’m Mike, this is Roger, that’s Steve and that’s Sandy.”
“It’s nice to meet all of you, I’m Beth.” She said in response.
“Oh, we’ve heard all about you.” Sandy said, coyly.
“All naughty, I hope.” Beth said mischievously.
“Of course!” Sandy said.
“Come sit on my dick.” Mike instructed.
Beth walked toward Mike as he pushed his chair back from the table. When Beth was beside him, she swung her leg over him and lowered her pussy onto his hard cock. She saw his hard cock was wet from pre-cum as it disappeared into her willing cunt. She was facing out and saw that the other two guys had pushed their chairs out and were stroking their cocks. Sandy got up and moved between the two guys. She would take turns sucking each of their dicks. At one point when Sandy was sucking Roger’s dick, Steve got behind her and started to fuck her.
Mike reached around and started to rub Beth’s engorged clit as she bounced on his dick. The two people at the other table moved closer to the action. The two men walked over and presented their dicks to Beth. While she was sucking one dick, she carefully stroked the other dick. She tasted both of their pre-cum and was excited for another load or two. She felt Mike’s cock growing inside of her, she knew he was getting close to cumming.
Keeping her rhythm steady Beth focused on flexing her Kegel muscles while sucking on the other two guys' dicks. She heard Mike grunt as his seed flooded inside of her. This was too much for the guy she was sucking, and he shot his load right down her throat. Beth had to be careful not to choke on the large volume of cum that flowed into her mouth. As the two men finished cumming the third moved to the ground and said, “Get on!”
Beth slid off Mike’s cock and lowered herself onto the other guys waiting dick. She bounced up and down listening to the sounds of orgasms from Roger, Steve, and Sandy. She placed the palms of her hands on the guy's chest to stabilize herself as she felt him cum into her. Climbing off the guys she said, “Thank you.”
There was a lot of cum running down her leg by the time she got to Stacey. Stacey had Beth get back up on the desk while she cleaned up the cum covered pussy. Stacey practically purred while cleaning Beth up. Between licks she said, “I am so glad that you came to work here.”
Beth smiled, “Me too.”
Once Beth was clean again, she went back to the breakroom. Her coffee was still sitting on the table, Beth grabbed it and put it in the microwave noticing the looks of satisfaction on the faces of everyone in the room.
“Thank you for joining us for coffee, Beth.” Steve said, holding up a mug of coffee.
Looking at Steve but walking to the table with the other two guys, Beth said, “It was my pleasure.” She turned to look at the two guys who had just cum in her, “It was nice to meet you guys, what are your names?”
The taller man who came in her mouth said, “My name is Peter.” The guy that Beth rode at the end said, “Hi, I’m Thomas.”
“Great, thanks again guys.” Beth said, spinning on her heels. She took her cup of coffee back to her office and sat down to work. While sitting she realized that there was some cum leaking out of her. She moved her hand down and brought the cum up to her mouth. She was going to be leaving a wet spot on her chair. Good thing that it was leather.
Having free access to her pussy was distracting Beth, it didn’t take long for her to start rubbing her clit. She felt her nipples straining against her bra. Beth unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her bra over her tits so she could play with her nipples. Running her hand over her right breast while her other hand was playing with her clit, Beth felt her nipple getting harder and harder. She pinched her nipple roughly while moving her finger faster over her clit. She noticed her chair getting wetter as she came with wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her.
The sound of clapping brought her back to reality, Beth looked up and saw Sandy standing there, her lightly haired pussy visible just below her shirt, “That was fun to watch.” Sandy commented.
“It was fun to do.” Beth responded. “What can I do for you?”
“Well, I have a couple of questions about the report you generated yesterday but before that I am going to need you to make me cum.” Sandy said, pointing to Beth’s couch.
“I would be happy to. Do you want me to use a toy or just hands and mouth?” Beth asked.
“I want you to only use your tongue. That is the only part of you that you can use to get me off.” Sandy commanded.
Getting up from her desk, Beth noticed how wet her chair was, she would have to deal with that in a bit. She felt the cool air on her backside as her cum started to cool down. As Beth started to approach Sandy, Sandy spread her legs. Beth watched as Sandy’s pussy spread apart. Beth could see how wet Sandy was. Getting down on her knees she approached Sandy’s pussy. Beth could smell Sandy’s musk just before she tasted her.
When Beth’s tongue touched Sandy’s pussy both women moaned. The way this woman tasted was like every other woman and yet like no other woman before, she was absolutely delicious. Beth slowly explored Sandy’s wet cunt with her tongue resting her hand on the edge of the couch to give her stability. Beth wanted to suck on Sandy’s clit but was instructed to use only her tongue, so she circled her clit before lightly flicking her bean with the tip of her tongue. Beth moved down and tasted more of Sandy’s delicious cum. She brought her cum coated tongue back up to Sandy’s clit. She moved up and down and side to side changing her tongue from pointing to laying flat. Sandy’s legs started to move in response to Beth’s licks.
Beth moved back down and drove her tongue as deep into Sandy as she could reach, her nose nearly on Sandy’s clit. Sandy moaned as Beth’s tongue explored inside of her, regretting her decision to instruct Beth to use only her tongue but she decided to let Beth make her cum as instructed. Beth moved back up to Sandy’s clit and attacked it with renewed lust. Sandy could feel that she was about to cum, “Yes, just like that keep going, don’t you move from my clit!”
Beth felt Sandy’s clit swell slightly as Sandy cried out. Beth kept licking her clit as Sandy came hard. When Sandy’s orgasm subsided, she pushed Beth off her clit. Beth noticed how wet Sandy had gotten. “May I clean you up a bit?” Beth asked.
“Yes, but again only using your tongue.” Sandy instructed.
Taking her task seriously, Beth liked up all of Sandy’s wetness. Sandy jumped every time that Beth got close to her clit. Beth pulled a hair out of her mouth, “I think I got you cleaned up.”
“Thank you.” Purred Sandy.
Feeling a chill from her backside Beth grabbed a towel from the armrest. She cleaned herself up and then took some cleaning supplies to her office chair. When that was done, they talked about the report that Sandy had questions about. Once Sandy was satisfied, she gave Beth a quick kiss and left her office.
Walking into the breakroom at lunch time she noticed that everyone in there was bottomless. She smiled at herself that her little idea had taken a hold so quickly. Looking around the room she looked at as many people’s crotches as she could. From what she could tell, it was more difficult with people sitting down, most of the women were bald like she was. A couple of women had a small tuft of fur like Sandy. All the men she saw were either trimmed or shaved as well. She liked being able to see a man’s cock without a big bush in the way.
Roger and Steve were sitting with two other guys, they all stood up when they saw Beth. Beth noticed that all four of the guys were sporting semis. Roger looked at Beth with lust in his eyes, “We want to fuck that fantastic pussy of yours.”
Beth smiled and followed them. She noticed that several more guys and Stacey fell in behind her. They walked down a hallway that Beth hadn’t been down before. Steve opened the door to a sex room. There was a large comfortable looking bed in the middle of the room, a few couches, as well as several pieces of equipment that could be used to restrain a person. She had a chill run up her spine as she thought of the Fifty Shades books she had masturbated to. Removing the last of her clothes Beth got onto the bed. One of the guys who she hadn’t gotten his name yet pulled her to the edge of the bed and ran his thumb over her clit. He then slid his now fully erect dick into her wet pussy. As he started to fuck her, he introduced himself, “I’m Josh.”
“You feel amazing Josh.” Beth responded.
Looking around she saw guys stroking their dicks waiting for their turn, while Stacey was on her knees sucking a dick that Beth hoped would be fucking her soon. Roger climbed onto the bed and turned Beth’s head towards him, he pressed his cock against her lips and watched as she opened her mouth to accept his dick. While she was getting fucked and sucking another dick, she felt someone crawl onto the bed on the other side of her. The man grabbed her hand and guided it to his cock. She stroked him for a while, when she felt pre-cum coat the top of his cock, she moved her head so she could suck that off him. She then took turns switching between Roger and what turned out to be Mike. Josh started to speed up as his orgasm approached. Beth felt Josh’s cock twitch inside of her as he shot stream after stream of cum into her wet pussy.
When Josh pulled out Stacey was there to clean him up. She quickly licked Josh’s cock clean trying to get back to Stacey, but she missed her opportunity. Allan, the man Stacey had been sucking, was already fucking her, Beth’s pussy sounded extra wet with Josh’s cum still inside her. Allan’s dick wasn’t as large as Josh’s but it curved up a bit more, it was hitting Beth’s g-spot, she could feel the intensity building deep inside of her. She knew that when she would cum this time, she would make a mess.
Stacey climbed on to the bed and put her head low down on Beth’s belly facing Allan. She opened her mouth and Allan pulled out of Beth and stuck his cum coated cock into Stacey’s mouth. Beth hummed when she tasted the mix of Josh’s and Beth’s cum on Allan’s dick. Allan quickly pulled his cock from Stacey and went back to fucking Beth. Stacey noticed that Allan’s balls pulled up close to his body. She watched him tense up and could see the base of his cock pulse as he came in Beth’s pussy. When he pulled out rather than cleaning him up Stacey got on the ground between Beth’s legs and started licking her cunt. Stacey was in heaven. While Stacey was cleaning up Beth, Mike got down and said to Stacey, “I am close to cumming, let me slide in there.”
Moving out of the way she watched Mike’s cock slide into Beth’s oh so wet pussy. Beth still had Roger’s dick in her mouth when she felt Stacey move out of the way for Mike. Mike pounded her hard bringing her orgasm even closer. She was just about to cum when Mike grunted driving into her harder, the extra motion took her over the edge and an intense orgasm gushed out of her coating Mike’s lower belly. The excitement of two people cumming pushed Roger over the edge, he flooded Beth’s mouth as she finished cumming. Noticing that Roger was cumming Stacey moved up, as soon as Roger pulled away from Beth, Stacey started kissing Beth. The two women kissed passionately as Roger’s cum danced across both women’s tongues. While they were kissing Beth felt another cock slide into her drenched pussy. She could feel cum running out of her down her ass onto the bed.
This was heaven, Beth had never felt like this, giving so many people pleasure made her feel powerful. She knew that she was their free use slut, but she got as much from them as they did from her. People who have never been in this situation wouldn’t understand. When Beth and Stacey finished kissing and swallowing Roger’s cum, she looked down and saw that Pete was fucking her. She smiled as he fucked her hard.
Taking the time to look around she was surprised by how many people were in the room, most of the guys that had already cum in her had left but there were other guys fucking some of the other women in the office. The sounds and smells of sex hung heavy in the air and Beth loved all of it. She focused on Pete fucking her when the room went quiet.
“Holy shit!” Exclaimed Stacey, “That’s Bob! You are in for a treat. I have never seen anyone cum as much as him and his cum tastes amazing, but he doesn’t play as much as the other guys, so it is special when he shows up.”
Beth couldn’t see what the big deal was. Bob had heard the news about Bottomless Wednesday, as it was now being called, and his dick looked okay, nothing special. In fact, Bob just looked average, he had average brown hair, an average build and average looking dick and balls but Beth decided to trust Stacey, she looked forward to getting fucked by him.
Pete never stopped fucking Beth. His thrusts sped up as he got closer to cumming. Beth watched Pete’s face and chest turn red as he started to cum. Beth was so wet and full of cum, she couldn’t feel his cum adding to loads in her pussy. When he was done Bob stepped up. Stacey spoke up, “Bob, do you mind if I clean her up a bit?”
“Go ahead.” Bob said.
Getting between Beth’s legs kneeling on the ground, Stacey got to work. She quickly licked up the cum that was leaking out of Beth’s pussy, she moved lower and cleaned up the cum that had run down Beth’s ass. Beth enjoyed the sensation of the woman licking her pussy clean. She noticed that Stacey’s breathing got more ragged, what Beth couldn’t see was that while Stacey was cleaning up Beth’s pussy she was also playing with her own clit. Stacey came with her mouth on Beth’s pussy. She got up and breathlessly said to Bob, “Thank you.”
Bob stepped up to Beth, he looked up and down her body, “Hi, I’m Bob. Is it okay if I fuck you.”
“You don’t need to ask; I am here for you to fuck anytime you want.” Beth assured him.
Sliding his dick over Beth’s pussy Bob moved his dick down a bit and slid right into her still wet pussy. Stacey had gotten rid of most of the previous guys cum, but Beth was still very wet. As Bob started to fuck Beth, Stacey moved up to talk to Beth, “When he starts cumming, open your mouth, trust me.”
Beth looked at Stacey and nodded, then looked back at Bob. While Bob was fucking her, Beth noticed that all the other action in the room had stopped. People were starting to gather around the bed watching the action. They clearly didn’t want to miss what was going to happen, as people had stopped mid fuck as evidenced by the various stages of wetness on the guy’s cocks. Some of the cocks were covered in clear wetness while others were covered in thick white cream. Beth wanted to taste them all.
The men and women watching all started masturbating while watching Bob fuck Beth. Beth had to admit that his dick did feel nice. As Bob kept fucking the some of the people around the bed started cumming. A couple of the guys shot their loads onto the bed on either side of Beth. Beth could hear some of the women getting close to cumming as well, but Beth forgot all about that when she felt her pussy fill up with cum, she had never felt that much cum flood her cunt before, she felt a shudder run through her. She was surprised when Bob pulled out of her, she looked down and saw him stroke his cock a couple more times and when a large stream of cum erupted from him. Beth barely remembered to open her mouth. With surprising aim for a man in the middle of an orgasm Beth’s mouth filled with cum.
Since giving her first blowjob Beth has enjoyed cum in her mouth, she has never had a load that she had to spit out, she loved the taste and texture of it on her tongue but Bob’s cum was on a different level. He tasted amazing. Beth quickly swallowed the mouthful of cum, but Bob had aimed at Stacey, she got a mouth full when Bob noticed that Beth had her mouth open again. He filled her mouth one more time before the last shots started raining down on Beth’s tits and belly. During Bob’s rain of cum the guys who hadn’t cum yet also came. As soon as Bob was done cumming the rest of the women climbed on to the bed and started licking Bob’s cum off Beth’s body.
Stacey hurried to get to Beth’s pussy as the other women moved in to clean Bob’s cum off Beth. If Beth hadn’t been so turned on, she would have found all those tongues on her body to be ticklish but at that moment it just felt sexy. When Beth had been properly cleaned off the group headed to the showers to get cleaned up.
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Cauldron [F20s] [M20s] [Fantasy] [Potions] [Excessive Cum] [Creampie]
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"Are you sure you're willing?" the lady asked, manoeuvring around the cluttered room stirring this and adding sprinkles of this to the other. Her dark robes swished behind her as she danced between piles of books, awkwardly placed furniture and assorted bags and boxes.
The man managed only a grunt, or perhaps a moan, it was hard to tell. He had come entirely of his free will, a respondent to a witches wanted poster requesting "enthusiastic and willing men who know their rightful places at the feet of their Queens". It hadn't taken him entirely long to find himself gagged, blindfolded and tied naked to a chair.
Saliva trailed meekly down his chest as it fell from his mouth in his attempts to answer through his gag. His wrists and ankles wrestled with the bindings around the chair. His eyes searched for light behind a mask that offered nothing. Outside of the feeling of his bindings or the grain of his wooden throne, his senses were muted entirely. Everything was dark.
"That's a good boy, I knew you would say yes!" the witch said excitedly tapping the contents of a vial into a rather large black cauldron for how little liquid was in there. "Eye of a newt, feather of a phoenix and just enough dragon blood to make sure your passion burns all night." she said, a sideways glance to see his reaction.
The man groaned and wrestled against the chair again.
"Ohhh relax, no one uses those ingredients anymore. That's all fairy tales and hocus pocus," she waved her hand magically over the bubbling pot "everyone knows the real magic comes from the witch herself."
As she withdrew her hand the contents of the pot bubbled wildly, it spat and hissed, its colours rolled through the colours of the rainbow before settling on something close to electric blue. She scooped its contents into a small cup and smelt it. Her nose wrinkled and she recoiled slightly at the smell.
"I must say, I'm glad it's you that drinks this and not me." she said, moving towards the man, straddling his lap and reaching behind him to undo his gag. His cock instinctual throbbed against her, responding in delight to her touch.
"ughhh please... I don't want dragon blood..." the man blurted out as the gag fell from his mouth, a trail of saliva following behind and joining the rest running down his chest and abs "I promise I'll be a good boy, I don't want..."
She had pressed a finger to his mouth, which he obligingly fell silent to. Her hand traced his jaw line softly and down his neck, his shoulders and across his chest. Her fingertips teased across his nipples before she pinched one quickly and hard. The man recoiled and let out a gasp, wriggling in his chair.
"Of course you will be good," she said, twisting his nipple "now open your mouth, it's time for your drink. Every last drop and if you spill any you will regret it. "
The man sobbed, but opened his mouth as requested, allowing the contents of thecup to line his mouth. The smell was foul and the taste was worse. He gagged slightly, but swallowed quickly, afraid of coughing it back out and facing worse consequences.
"W-what was that Miss?" the man asked, his voice nervous and shy.
"Ohhh just a little something I've been working on," the witch replied, moving off the man's lap, discarding the cup and stroking his cock slowly "something to make you a little more fun for your Goddess."
The man moaned to her touch, he tried to buck his hips harder and faster into her hand, but his bindings wouldn't allow it. He sighed in frustration.
Distraction came to quickly to the man as he felt the concoction he drank begin to effect him. He felt the warmth spreading from his stomach. He felt his body tense. He felt his senses heighten. His muscles began to bulge, the athletic body of a farm hand was becoming more and more muscular. The room began to become blurry.
The Witch had stopped stroking his cock now, she stood back in admiration for what she had done. She watched him become the animalistic lover she craved. All of his muscles were hard and lined with thick veins. His cock too throbbed angrily as he trashed against the bindings that were now biting hard into his skin.
Then the bindings suddenly snapped. He was free. His blurred vision disorienting him in the room and he crashed into a bench and heard the smashing of glass but saw none of it. He felt a strong discomfort, borne of an unwavering need for sexual pleasure.
"Feels like blue balls doesn't it?" the Witch teased from the far side of the room, "Only a million times worse?"
The man turned to where her voice came from. His vision parted where she stood, and with absolute clarity he saw her. His periphery was still blurred, but she stood crystal clear in the middle of it. He needed her.
A table was flipped, countless bottles smashed and books scattered from their disorganised piles as he cleared his path towards her. His mind was blank except for the burning need to be inside her. He needed sexual relief more than he needed to breathe.
The Witch giggled and stretched her arms out wide as he approached, as if she was welcoming an old friend for an embrace. His hands scooped under her armpits and slammed her down on a nearby desk, his hands furiously ripping at her robe, along with the shirt and skirt she wore underneath. No buttons or clasps were undone, but her clothing was quickly discarded onto the floor beside them.
He stood before her, his now bulging muscular body a stark comparison to her slender frame. His cock throbbed angrily, the veins running along the length of his shaft seeming to pulse angrily. His chest rose and fell as he gripped at her and pulled her closer to the edge of the desk.
Foreplay was out of the question. He pumped his cock in his hand several times, slapped the head of it against her clit and then in one stroke pushed it inside her. It wasn't gentle, and it wasn't romantic. He pressed his thick cock as deep inside her as he could manage.
The Witch let her head fall back and a long, deep moan left her lips. It had been too long since she'd had a proper fuck. But she couldn't summon a demon anymore to do it properly, not after last time.
Her hands dug into the sides of the table top for support as the man pulled himself back before burying himself once more as deep as he could inside her. His grunts of pleasure parallels to her soft moans.
As he found a rhythm moving inside her, she relaxed her grip on the table. She reached up and traced her fingers along his bulging muscles. Across his shoulders, his biceps, his pecs. His grip didn't leave her waist as he held her in place and fucked furiously, desperate to climax and subside his need.
The Witch sat up, her arms wrapping around his neck and kissing his lips. He instinctually kissed back, but her change of angle was slowing down his fucking. He released one hand and pushed down on her chest, pinning her back to the table. The intensity of his fucking increased. He needed to cum.
The Witch giggled and tried to wrap her legs around him, to hold him closer and slow him again. He easily spread them wide again with his strong hands and continued to plunge himself deep into her.
"Take your time baby, it's not a race." she laughed, teasing her nipples gently as she looked up at him.
"I.. need... to... cum." The man grunted in between thrusts. His hand moved to her throat for leverage, but she moaned at the pressure against her windpipe as he used her body.
The man groaned, his balls tightened and his back hunched. His thrusts slowed slightly as his cock began to pulse inside her. She gasped sharply as the first splash of hot cum was shot deep inside her. Quickly followed by a second and a third. The man continued to groan as he fucked her while he came. And came. And came.
He pulled himself out of her and stroked himself, another rope shooting across her thigh, the next leaving a long string from her breasts down her stomach. He hunched over leaning on the table and stroking himself. More cum still splashed on the floor. There was so much of it, he couldn't believe it. And worst of all, he felt no different. He was still desperate.
"Ready for round two?" he heard her say. He looked up at the witch who giggled and eyed him playfully. His hand hadn't stopped stroking himself. His mind was stuck in a loop of disbelief. Why was he still so horny? What had she done to him?
Then his mind turned to, she was going to regret asking him to fuck her if this is how it's going to be.
He reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her to her feet, then bending her sharply over the table.
"Fuck me hard this time please." she said, wiggling her ass playfully at him.
Slap.
The sound rang in the air for longer than it seemed it should have. His hand left a red outline on her pale ass.
Slap.
Another, on the other cheek.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Her ass was a bright crimson before he moved behind her to press his still throbbing cock back inside her. His hands digging into her waist as he fucked her roughly from behind. The creampie now providing excellent lubrication for the hard fucking he was giving her.
It wasn't long before his balls tightened again. This time he didn't pull out. He just kept fucking. Cum overflowed from her pussy as he continued to take her from behind. The floor was covered in a layer of white cum.
But he still had no relief. He still wasn't done.....
Then everything went black.
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The man awoke, sitting naked in a chair, the gag fixed to his mouth. A trail of saliva dripped down his chest and the light blurred his vision as he looked around the room.
Cluttered piles of books were stacked alongside desks and benches covered in an assortment of glass jars and beakers. A black cauldron stared at him. He peaked over its rim to see what was inside, but it appeared empty.
What was going on here?
"Are you sure you're willing?" Asked a familiar lady in black robes navigating the cluttered room.
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I broke up with my bf of three years because he was cheating on me, less than a week later I let him fuck my ass [24F]
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So this took place when I was 18 and freshly broken up with my long-time boyfriend. He was a year older than me and when he was at college he was fucking other girls behind my back. I went to his house to fuck one last time before breaking up with him.
I broke up with him at his house in his college town on a Sunday and that Friday, he came back home. He texted me and told me he had his place alone for the night and he knew that it’d turn me on. After a while I agreed to come over to “talk things out.” After I got there we “talked things out” and I ended up sucking his dick. Now that we were single his dirty talk hit different, when he called me a slut who couldn’t turn him down I knew I was going to fuck him shortly. After he fucked my face a bit we got into doggy in front of his mirror and I watched as he wrecked my pussy from behind. He put his finger in my ass and made me look at myself in the mirror as he did it. It turned me on so much that I asked if he had lube, and when he said yes I told him he could fuck my ass. He of course said yes to this offer and he started working his way in my ass. Again he made me look at myself in the mirror as i was moaning, crying a bit, and responding loudly to his dirty talk. I ended up making myself cum as he fucked me from behind. After that I was just a meat puppet for him, waiting for him to be finished with my ass. After he pulled out he jerked off and shot his cum on my ass where I licked it off my fingers for him. We ended up fucking that whole weekend and to this day I still can’t say no to him.
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My kid's roommate is something else [F19 / M46] [female masturbation] [fingering] [sex]
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The door opens. “Who are you?”
“Amanda,” my daughter says, “I think I’m your new roommate?”
“Oh, cool,” says the other girl, no longer paying attention. She buries her face in her phone, her blonde hair turned blue in the screenlight, and lays down on the bottom bunk. “I’m Zooey.” She’s got a youthful arrogance, a casual nonchalance that lets her get away with hanging out in nothing more than a sports bra and yoga pants.
“This is my dad,” Amanda continues, nodding at me. Amanda is nothing like her, looking smart and stylish, like always.
I wonder how well Zooey and her will get along, whether their personalities will clash. “Nice to meet you,” I say.
“Sup, Amanda’s dad.” She doesn’t even look up.
I shrug. Nobody sees. I set the boxes I’m carrying on the unclaimed of the two dressers. “Amanda, hey, guess that means you’ve got the top bunk. Always been your dream, huh?”
“Yeah, when I was like eight, Dad.” She looks around the room warily. “The University didn’t say how small the dorm rooms were.”
“They’re impacted,” Zooey says, gaze locked on the glow of her phone, “Took too many admissions. This is supposed to be a single. But maybe if some people drop out, it won’t be so crowded.”
Amanda bristles. “I’m not going to drop out!”
“I’m sure you two will be friends,” I force a grin, “I’m still buddies with Roger, my old–”
“–college roommate,” Amanda finishes, “Yes, Dad. I know Roger, I’ve heard the story. A hundred times. I’ll be fine, Dad.” But her and I exchange a worried glance. Her new roommate Zooey hasn’t once looked up from her phone.
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A month later, I’m back at Amanda’s college. What can I say? She’s my only kid, and my job’s always got me on the road anyway, so I’m free to helicopter-parent as much as I want.
I’ve taken her to lunch just off campus, and with the meal complete, now I’m dragging a suitcase full of stuff she asked for from home through the dorm building and into her room. “How are you getting along with–?” I nod at the lower bunk. “Has she put her phone down yet?”
Amanda sighs. “No, Zooey’s fine. We stay out of each other’s way.”
“I guess it could be worse.”
“She never goes anywhere, I’m surprised she’s not here now, actually.”
I shrug. “You should drag her to some of those huge parties you tell me you don’t go to.”
Amanda rolls her eyes at me. “I don’t go to parties, Dad.” She waits a beat. “They’re called ragers.”
I laugh, ninety-nine percent sure she’s joking.
“Anyway,” Amanda continues, “She’s no charity case. I think she’s got a boyfriend, that’s who she’s always texting. And I hear her, well, it’s gross, but she, like, masturbates all the time.”
If had been any anything in my mouth I would’ve spewed it out. “What?!”
“I’m not repeating it, Dad, you heard what I said.” Amanda shakes her head. “I just pretend I’m asleep or whatever. I’m ready for a private room, is all.”
“Oh my gosh, I’m–”
“No, Dad, don’t. I’m an adult now, I don’t need you saying anything. I’ve already talked to the dorm office, I’m on the wait list. And I’m not going ot make any bigger deal than that.”
“Well. Good for you, speaking up for yourself.”
“So,” Amanda says, changing the subject, “I need some money…”
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Two months later, I’m knocking on Amanda’s dorm room door.
“Who is it?”
“Amanda’s dad,” I say, “Is she in?”
“Door’s open.”
I walk in and and Zooey eyes me up and down. She’s sitting on her lower bunk bed, back against the wall, the blanket pulled up to her neck. A mess of books and papers are scattered around her, a laptop between them. “She’s at class,” Zooey says, “She won’t be back for a few hours.”
“Damn. I thought her and I were doing lunch…” I pull out my phone, tap on the email Amanda sent me. “She said…”
“Yeah,” Zooey shrugs, the blanket rising with her shoulders, “Her schedule changed last week.” She’s got a pile of clothes at the foot her bed, a hamper just beyond stuffed full. Her dresser is equally a mess, drawers half-open, clothes spilling out.
Amanda’s side of the room is the total opposite. Neat, orderly, tidy. Her desk is the picture of organization. I pull out the chair, set my laptop down on the deskmat. “Cool if I wait here for her?”
Zooey shrugs again. “Sure.” She slips on headphones.
With my back to her, I sit down and start working. I tap through emails and am quick to get absorbed into what I’m doing, ignoring where I am. My team has questions, which is good, except they’re the wrong questions, questions which indicate a basic failure to understand what it is they’re doing. And so I correct them, writing out specifics, asking other stakeholders to do the same.
I don’t pay attention to the time, but my mouth is dry, and I turn to grab my thermos from my backpack. My eyes go wide, my jaw drops. I spin back around, knowing what I saw, unable to believe that I saw it.
Zooey had laid face down on her bed, facing away from me. The blanket had slipped off her, giving me a face full of her prone ass. Which was round, plump, and bare apart from thin white panties. And, it didn’t make any sense, I was sure it was my eyes playing tricks on me, but I could’ve sworn I’d seen her fingers sliding around beneath them.
It’s not right, I’m forty-fucking-six years old, I should know better. But I do it anyway, turn and take a second glimpse. And… I can see up between her legs, her panties flicking up and down as her fingers toy with her pussy beneath. What the fuck?
I realize — the rhythmic noises I’d been hearing, I thought they were the tinny beat of music escaping from her headphones. But they’re not, they’re Zooey’s moans. She’s making them in pace with her fingers.
As I watch, she sits up, still engrossed in her screen, still with her back to me. She’s wearing a powder blue tank top, clinging tightly to her thin little torso. She’s on her knees, back arched, ass out as she rides her fingers.
I see her head start to turn, and I whip back around, eyes wide, pretending to be working.
She giggles, moans. “I saw you, Amanda’s dad.”
“Hrm? What was that?”
“Don’t play coy,” she says, “My screen’s reflective, you know. I could see you watching me.”
“Oh, I, uh–” I have no idea what to say.
“I don’t mind,” she cuts me off, saving me from having to end my own sentence. “If I didn’t want an audience, I’d have told you to leave.” She groans and sucks a breath in between clenched teeth.
I turn to look, and Zooey and I make eye contact, her head turned over her shoulder. Her cheeks are flush, her eyes glazed over, her mouth hanging open. “If you liked before, then you’ll love this next part.”
“I will?”
“Oh yeah,” she writhes, her hand moving faster and faster between her legs, her other grabbing a breast, pinching a nipple. “I love guys watching me…nngggg… watching me cummmmggg…” A surge of ecstasy rolls through her, body heaving, throat squealing. She fucks her own hand, bringing a long and animated climax onto herself.
When her moans subside, she braces herself against the wall, leaning on it for support while she catches her breath. “That was so fucking hot,” she mutters, “Next time you should join in.”
I gasp and turn around, my back once more to her. I sit and stare at my laptop, I don’t know how long, until the door opens.
“Oh, hi Dad!”
I stand and sweep all my stuff into my bag. “Let’s get out of here, Amanda.”
Zooey giggles as I leave, but I don’t even give her the dignity of another glance.
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That should have been the end of my story with Zooey. But the image of her cute little body writhing with orgasm, her cute little face twisted up in bliss, it’s seared in my brain, making my cock so hard. And I don’t even know what I’m expecting, but the next time I go to visit Amanda, if I happen to arrive while she’s still got class for another hour or two, it’s only because traffic was light…
“She’s at class,” Zooey says, her blonde hair tucked behind her ears, a knowing smirk on her thick lips. The door’s safety chain’s still in place, my view inside the room is limited to an aperture of just a few inches.
“Oh, is she?”
“But you knew that.”
“I must’ve gotten the day wrong.” It sounds pathetic, my attempt at seeming innocent.
Zooey slams the door in my face.
And I’m an old fool.
But I hear the chain slip, and then the door opens wide. I slip inside, put my bag down on Amanda’s desk. “So I’ll just work from–”
“Shut the fuck up,” Zooey cuts me off.
I gasp.
“I know why you’re here. You horny old pervert. I should report you to the University.”
“I haven’t–”
“But I’m not going to. At least, not if you help me.”
“Help you do what?” What does she want? Money? A job? An introduction?
She’s wearing these cotton pajama shorts, cobalt blue with a white drawstring. Or, I should say, she was. Because as they slide down her legs, my eyes trace them, my jaw dropping. “Help me orgasm.” She reaches up, over her head, and pulls her t-shirt off.
“Oh.” The sound catches in my throat, comes out nearly a squeak. Black panties and a black bra cling to her lithe frame, and she’s slender and sexy and firm. Her chin is tucked, and she shoots me with ‘fuck-me’ eyes.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she says, sitting back onto her bed, “That this is too fucked up. But that’s why you’re going to do it.” She makes a show of slowly spreading her legs, fingering her pussy through her panties. “’Fucked up’ makes your cock stiff.” She gasps as she pushes a finger inside herself. “You should see how wet it makes me.”
“Oh no,” I mutter, eyes wide, gaze bouncing between the sultry expression she wears and the increasingly damp panties covering her crotch. Her legs are folded far back, knees by her chest.
I absolutely should not be doing this, but I kneel down on the floor next to her and pull her panties to the side, exposing her pink pussy and asshole. She’s bare and tight, so tight I could play her like a violin. So tight, when I slide my index finger inside her, I can feel her grip.
She pants, pulling her legs back even father, not stopping until her ankles are beside her ears, and I tease her asshole with a fingertip, just to see how she responds. She groans and shudders, head rolling to the side. “Oh… fuck… keep doing that!”
Her back is propped up against a pillow, and she looks down, watching me massage her clit between index finger and thumb. I stroke her ridge, tease her pussy lips, orbit her asshole. She sucks down air, chest heaving.
“Show me your tits,” I command.
She pulls her bra up, cups her chest. Her fingers find her nipples, pinching and tweaking them. She’s got nice breasts, but what really excites me is her eagerness, her zeal to follow my instruction.
I grin, knowing she’s now ready. I shove two fingers into her pussy and another in her ass, and let loose. Zooey cries out, jaw dropping until her mouth hangs open in a perfect circle. Her eyes roll back in her head and her thighs quiver as my hand drives the pleasure into her, gives her the handjob she didn’t dare to dream. I bring my other hand to her clit. It’s swollen and red, and I give her no reprieve from the torrent of ecstasy, no place to hide from the bliss.
This girl, this is what she thinks she wants, her fantasy. Well, I’m going to give her reality.
She’s muttering, over and over again, barely audible, only a touch louder than her moans, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming…” But I don’t stop. If anything, I finger her even harder, her juices dripping down my hand, drool running from her lips.
She shudders, tries to pull away. But I move with her, afford her no respite. She throws her head back and grabs my wrist. She scrambles, and I can see the conflict raging inside her — believe the pleasure is more than she can take, yet simultaneously unwilling to let any remaining iota of ecstasy remain untapped.
A second wave of orgasm passes through her, and she melts on my hand, her jaw hanging slack, her eyes rolling.
Her limbs go weak, collapsing to the bed into a puddle of orgasmic bliss, yet I continue rubbing her. She’s resigned to accept my unceasing titillation of her most sensitive places, her hips making little twitches, shaking with little bucks. But with enough teasing of her clit, her jerking builds in intensity. Her back begins to arch, her breathing growing faster.
“Fffffuck…” she groans, hands pinching the sheets, knees stiff. “Ooonnnnnggg…”
She sucks down a breath. “No more… no more…” she pants.
I pull my hands off her.
And just in time, too. The lock on the door rattles, and it’s only because the room’s so small that I’m sitting at her desk when Amanda walks in. Zooey’s in a daze, still returning to Planet Earth under the blanket I tossed over her.
Amanda ignores her, Zooey in bed in the middle of the day is nothing special. “Hey, Dad.”
“Hey yourself,” I say, “Lunch?” I discretely wipe my hand clean.
“Yes! I’m starving.” If Amanda notices anything amiss, she gives no sign. I pack up my laptop and grab my bag. Zooey stares at me as I leave, but I don’t give her even a glance. Amanda and I slip out of her dorm room, head off to go grab some food.
“Did I tell you yet?” Amanda says on the way to my car.
I shrug.
“My housing transfer went through,” she says, “I’m getting a solo apartment.”
“Hey, congratulations. When do you move?”
“Next week, they say.”
“Cool, I’ll come back and help.”
Amanda opens the car door. “You don’t have to do that, come all the way back here so soon? Aren’t you sick of traveling?”
I’m hit with an image of Zooey’s cute little body writhing in orgasm. “Oh, I don’t mind.”
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Amanda’s things are packed in boxes and plastic bins. The room looks half-empty, but the other half looks like a bomb went off. Zooey’s clothes and things are everywhere, worse than usual, total and complete disorganization. What looks to be at least a week’s worth of old clothes are piled up in front of her dresser. Lace panties sit on top, discarded without a care as to who can see them. I’m glad Amanda’s getting away from her.
Zooey’s pressed face-first against the bunk bed ladder, forehead and chin against rungs. Sweat trickles down her cheek. “You degenerate old fuck,” she spits.
I’m leaning into her, holding her in place while my hand slides under the hem of her tight black yoga pants. My fingers find her pussy, wet and hot, and I slide them inside her. “You horny little slut,” I growl back, my lips brushing the nape of her neck.
The bun of blonde hair on top of her head bounces, a lock slipping loose and falling across her face. She blows it away. “Aren’t you gonna fuck me?”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? A ride on Daddy’s fat dick.” My fingers curl inside her, make her gasp.
“Do it!” she hisses.
“What makes you even think you could please me?” I grab the bottom of her fuchsia sports bra and yank it up. Her perky, firm breasts pop free from the fabric and I grope her, pinching a tender pink nipple between my fingers.
“Fuck you!” she barks, “You’re so hard for me, I can feel it.”
It’s true. My erection tents my pants, rubs against her round ass through the layers of fabric. “You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”
“You wanted me from the moment you saw me,” she says, “I saw it on your face, you imagining me naked, on my knees, sucking your sad little cock–”
“Don’t you ever shut up?” I cut her off, yanking her pants down to her thighs. Her bare ass fills my hands. She arches her back, and the curves over her chest and down to her belly, from her thin little waist, over her hips, out around her round butt — they fill me with lust. Until this moment, I didn’t believe I was really going to do what I’m about to do.
I pull my cock out, bounce it against her ass, rub it against her sex. Her heat smears along my cock as I push it between her pussy lips, making her tremble in anticipation, quiver with lust.
“Cum in me,” she says.
I grab her by the waist, bending her over as I shove myself inside her from behind.
She whimpers. I pound my hips into her ass, slamming my cock into her. And she is so incredibly tight, it’s like nothing I’ve felt. My ears roar with the rush of blood, my arms flex and tense, and my cock is in heaven. I look down, watch my fat erection bury itself in her tight teen pussy over and over, watch her lips stretch and strain around my girth.
This isn’t the time for a long, drawn-out act. No, this moment demands an intense, swift frenzy. I lean into her, giving her the full force of my furor. She yelps with each thrust, quick staccato sounds that turn me on, hearing the fever of my fucking manifest inside her throat.
“You are such a slut,” I growl.
“Say it again!” she begs.
I shove my cock all the way inside her, reaching around to rub her clit while I do. “Call you the slut you are?”
“Yes!”
I wrap my arm around her, pinning her to my chest as my hips piston my dick into her with ruthless persistence. “You fucking whore,” I grunt, my lips against her ear, “You’re my little fucktoy.”
She groans, her limbs tensing, her pussy spasming.
And I thought she was tight before. I bellow wordlessly as spunk surges through my dick, a heavy load pumping deep within her. I groan through gritted teeth, my balls draining themselves, the relief from release an instant salve.
I stagger back, stumbling on weak knees, just managing to catch myself. She collapses onto her bed, panting.
A half-hour later, Amanda’s back from class, surveying her new dorm room. “You got it all?” she says.
“Yeah, it was no big deal. But it’s on you to unpack.”
“I don’t mind. It’s nice to have my own space, right?”
“Sure is,” I smile, “Do you think you’ll ever hang out with Zooey again?”
Amanda frowns. “I don’t know that we ever did hang out. She was just kind of, I don’t know, there, you know?”
I nod knowingly. “She certainly was.”
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SUCCESS Story - Keeping warm in Pittsburgh [MF]
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TL;DR: About six weeks ago I met u/Mister412 (henceforth known as “J”) in Pittsburgh and he was an incredible lay I won’t forget for a long time. Skip below the —— for the dirty deets :)
I was going up to Pittsburgh to see a show and I was staying at a pretty swanky new hotel in town. A few days before my trip I thought I should see if anyone wanted to help me break in the bed. I looked around for r4r subs and didn’t find much - there is r/Pennsylvaniar4r, with a few posts in the Pittsburgh area but not a lot. I kept digging and found r/pittsburghgonewild, r/pittsburghgonewilder, and r/PittsburghSexx. I decided to skim through the posts and see if there was anyone promising, and right at the top was J.
I looked through his profile and other posts and saw his face pics. I was immediately attracted to him, and his gorgeous cock, and quickly sent him a message. To my delight he responded back quickly, confirming he liked larger women. I was horny af and couldn’t stop thinking about meeting up. We talked for the next couple of days about likes, dislikes, testing, and all the good stuff and made plans to meet at a coffee shop downtown before my show.
The morning of, I got a little nervous and sent some full-body shots to confirm he really liked plus size women. His responses made me tingle - especially his comments about loving lingerie. Since I hadn’t left yet I decided to throw in a special surprise - my favorite emerald green lingerie set.
I set out and quickly hit a traffic jam. J was super cool about pushing back our meeting time around half an hour so I could have time to freshen up once I arrived at the hotel.
The lobby and room were just as swanky as I expected. I quickly put my things down, laid out my liberator blanket on the bed and got changed. I put the sexy lingerie under my jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers. I love the feeling of having a sexy secret! I sent him a face selfie from the elevator so he knew who to look for.
I arrived at the coffee shop a minute or two early and was dismayed that all the tables were taken. I ordered and J arrived. He looked just like his pictures - tall, handsome, and those stunning blue eyes. He also ordered and we awkwardly stood in a corner chatting over our drinks.
He told me it was his first time meeting just for a hookup like this but he was excited. It was the first time for me as well since the pandemic started. He said he had come across my previous success stories and “really hoped I’d write one about him”. J - this one’s for you :)
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Since there was nowhere to sit and it was a beautiful day compared to the freezing cold it had been, I suggested a wander. Of course I had a good feeling about him, so I led him right back to my hotel. When we got there I asked if he’d like to come up - he was incredibly charming and respectful and said “if you’re inviting me, then yes I would”. I confirmed my consent and we went up to the room.
He was immediately taken with the liberator blanket “ooh what is this?!” I said I’d brought it so I don’t ruin the bed! We sat on the end of the bed and continued chatting about life and our circumstances. After a while our conversation turned to lingerie and he asked if I was wearing any under my clothes. Being a tease and a brat I replied “Wouldn’t you like to know?” “Yes I really would” came his answer. I laughed and continued to tease a little but shortly after I excused myself to go to the restroom and made sure everything was adjusted.
I could tell we were both a little awkward about how to start, so when he also excused himself, I took the chance to strip down to the lingerie I had on and pose on my tummy on the bed waiting for him. To say he appreciated that was an understatement!
“I love lingerie! You look so sexy” quickly followed by “may I touch you?” Consent was a huge theme throughout and I loved it. Of course I said yes and his hands were immediately on my ass. We also noticed the mirror in the room was perfectly positioned to reflect our actions - they clearly knew what they were doing!
He said he should match my undressing and quickly lost his shirt and jeans.
He moved around to the bed to lay next to me and I asked if he liked kissing. He said yes and ooooh he was a great kisser. Soft but firm lips, tongue in all the right places, hands on my face and body. Making out is the quickest way to get me turned on and it was delicious. I loved running my hands along his neck and the back of his head - the velvet feeling of his fresh fade was such a fun sensation. I let my fingers dance over his tattooed chest and strong arms. His skin was so incredibly soft. And those eyes… I could have gotten lost in those eyes.
I asked how he felt about nipple play and we exchanged sucks and licks on our nipples. We kept teasing and kissing til he couldn’t stand it anymore. I was touching him through his boxer-briefs and the sounds he made were fantastic. Every time he kissed my neck or played with my nipples I moaned - he told me he loved how enthusiastic I was.
Eventually he grabbed me and told me to get on all fours so he could look at my ass again. He got up and stroked it with his hands, edging closer to my already dripping pussy. When he slipped his fingers under the thin lacy fabric he was greeted with a hot, soaking slit, and my clit already engorged. He said he had to taste it and I urged him to.
He pressed his mouth against my nether lips from behind and used his strong tongue to put just the right pressure on my clit. If you’ve ready my other stories you know I cum easily but I was so pent up… it had been weeks since I had cum with anyone and my vibrators just aren’t the same. After only a minute or two I was moaning loudly and cumming hard, and he just kept going. I was so turned on I squirted in his mouth which only further fueled him. He turned me over and kissed me - I loved tasting myself on him.
He positioned me on my back and dove back in, making me cum a few more times with his mouth and fingers. He caressed my thighs and tits, pinching my nipples and nearly overwhelming my senses.
Eventually I couldn’t take it, I had to see his cock. I knew he liked sloppy blow jobs and I love giving those. I told him “my turn” and had him stand up. I got on my knees in front of him and slowly pulled down his underwear. His cock was even more incredible in real life. Thick and long, just how I like them. I complimented how perfect it was - the shape, the proportions. I started in with gusto after confirming he liked it sloppy - so much so he had to take a step back and steady himself on the dresser.
He remembered I had said I liked hands in my hair while I’m sucking and he gathered my hair into a ponytail for me, keeping it out of my face while I set to work. I made sure to look up at him and give him a real pornstar experience. He echoed the words I’ve heard before. That I look so happy with a dick in my mouth.
I saw how unsteady he looked and I wanted him to enjoy it more so I led him back to the bed and laid him down while I continued to play with his balls and suck that perfect cock. He stopped me - wanting another turn with my pussy. He had me lay on my back and went down on me. Then he turned around in a 69, having me suck while he licked. That was super hot. He kissed me passionately after I blew him - another thing I love! No squeamishness at all!
After a few more minutes I begged to be fucked. I adore PIV and I had to have his cock in me. I asked if he had condoms and he did (I also did just in case) and he grabbed one. I got in doggy - a position we both liked and he lined up behind me.
Remember that mirror? It was perfectly placed - I could watch him fuck me and it was so incredibly sexy. I was so fucking wet he was having trouble staying in me, and I laughed and told him it’s a pretty common problem I have! We worked through it and he asked if I liked having my hair grabbed - fuck yes!
I easily came a few more times - his cock was utter perfection, hitting every spot deep inside me. I felt stretched in the most pleasing way.
When he finished he apologized for “cumming so soon” but that was nonsense. It was an incredibly hot fuck and one I’m glad to have had the opportunity to experience.
We cuddled a little after, and when he got up to pee and clean up he offered to bring me a towel as well. I declined because a towel wasn’t going to be nearly enough for the mess my squirt had made!
Unfortunately we had to say goodbye pretty quickly as it was coming up on showtime and I needed to get properly cleaned up. I told him if he was ever in DC he should let me know, and he returned the invitation for the next time I’m in Pittsburgh.
All in all, J is an amazing person, kind, considerate, consent-minded, unbelievably sexy, and enthusiastically passionate. I thoroughly enjoyed our romp and I hope that our paths will cross again soon. For those in Pittsburgh, I highly recommend him. :)
J thank you for a delightful time!
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The Business Trip [M32/F56/M59/F30] [Femdom] [Spanking] [Anal]
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When my alarm clock rang on that Saturday morning I was already out of bed. No drinking, no hanging out with friends for me the night before. I went to bed early. After reading the third reminder message the secretary had sent me. He really took his job serious. He really wanted me to be on that trip. So did I.
So after waking up I had some breakfast, then I went into the bathroom and then I got dressed. In some of the fancy looking new clothes I bought with the credit card that was given to me in one of the stores the secretary later recommended to me. Once my morning routine was over, it was close to pick up time. So I grabbed my stuff, went downstairs and waited for a few minutes.
Then a big black car stopped in front of me. The driver got out, told me that he would take care of my luggage and opened the backdoor of the car for me. I climbed into the open door and there she was. My girlfriend, my mistress and back then still my CEO.
A huge smile appeared on her face the moment she saw me coming into the car. An even bigger smile appeared on my face. I was sitting down as close to her as anyhow possible. Our bodies were touching. We were looking each other into the eyes. We shared a few gentle kisses before the car was driving off. We really missed each other. And we were more than just happy to be close to each other again.
On the way to the airport we were cuddling next to each other. We were holding hand while we told us what we had done on the previous days. While sharing the occasional gentle kiss. We both were happy to be able to spent some alone time with each other before the trip would really kick off.
When arriving at the airport we drove directly onto the runway, straight towards a private jet. No waiting in a line, no noisy children sitting in the row behind you, nothing. Just a plane for me and my girlfriend. At least I thought that it would be that way.
But unfortunately this wasn’t the case. A fellow traveler, an about fifty nine year old businessman was already waiting for us inside the plane. My girlfriend introduced him to me as an old friend and business partner of hers. I shook hands with him, then the three of us sat down in the comfiest chairs I have ever sat on airplane and the boring business talk began.
Before the conversation began my girlfriend told me to listen careful and to take notes of the conversation. So that she would remember the key points of it later, and so that I could train for my future job, her personal assistant. A smile appeared on my face when I heard that I would be her personal assistant soon. She got a “Yes, ma’am” for an answer then I took the college block and the pencils that were already laying on the table in front of us.
Our fellow traveler listened to all what my boss, and my girlfriend, was saying to me. A smile appeared on his face when he heard that I would protocol the whole conversation. He asked me to sent him a copy too. And that I have to sent him a copy too, was the first note I took.
Then they plane took of and I had the honor to listen two hours filled with nothing but business talk. They were talking about investment, growing their companies, working together and getting rid of the competition. I took notes of all they were saying.
After about two hours into the flight the about thirty year old stewardess served us lunch. It was the best food I had on an airplane so far. And there was plenty of it. So I asked for a second plate.
During lunch the conversation turned into a private one. The other two on the able talked about private stuff – it was the first time for me hearing my girlfriend talking about something private with someone else except me since I got to know her weeks ago – and they had a laugh or two.
After lunch was done we had a cup of coffee. And then it happened. The businessman accidentally spilled a glass or water while he was grabbing his cup filled with coffee. The glass fell towards my girlfriend sitting next to me, the water ran over the tabletop and spilled onto my bosses skirt.
Within seconds everything went sour. My boss called the businessman out for his error. She told him with a more than just angry voice that he should be more careful. She also told him that she would not forgive him his error. And that it will have consequences.
While my girlfriend was mad at the person sitting on the opposite table of us she signaled me that everything was okay. I quickly understood what was going on, she was in full blown dominatrix mode. And I decided to join her in.
Moments later my girlfriend asked me the following: “Do you think he deserves a beating for as a punishment for his mistake?”
I only nodded with my head. A well hidden smile appeared on the businessman’s face: “No, don’t, please don’t.”
Then the woman sitting next to me gave a few orders. She told the businessman to get up, to get undressed and to bend over the table we were sitting at. He complied. To my surprise, his dick was locked away and already spitting nasty juices. My girlfriend called him out for it: “Look at you. Your useless dick is already spitting out some filthy and disgusting juices. What a worthless man you are, not even able to control yourself.”
A “yes, ma’am, you are right” came over his lips while he bent over the table. I wanted to get up, to give him his beating, but my girlfriend held me back. To my surprise she then called in the stewardess. She already came prepared. She brought a set of fierce looking whips with her.
Once the stewardess was next to the table she showed us one whip after the other, she even tested them on the businessman. Every time a whip hit his flesh, a shiver went through his body, a moan escaped his throat and his caged dick was spitting even more filthy juices. It was a pleasure to watch.
Naturally we chose the whip that produced the biggest reaction in him. Then we asked him who many hits he deserved. He told us a number, we doubled it. Then the stewardess gave him one strike after the other while he was counting along.
While he got his punishment, or at least he first part of it, my girlfriend took out her phone. She called someone. She put the call on the speaker, so that we all could listen in. She was talking with the businessman’s wife. She told her that her husband had fucked up. And that he was getting his punishment. The wife listened, then she asked if that was her husband moaning out in the background. She got a yes for an answer. Then the wife asked one simple question that blew of my head: “He is moaning out, isn’t he. You sure that you hit him hard enough? And better give him a couple of strikes form me too.”
A smile appeared on my bosses face. She told the stewardess to give him a couple more, and to hit him harder. The business man kept on moaning, but the moans sounded more painful. And red streams that slowly turned into blue were clearly visible on his ass cheeks now.
To my surprise watching a men getting a beating from a good looking thirty year old woman made me hard. Rock hard. It had something really arousing. When my girlfriend took notice of the bulge between my legs, she asked me the following: “You really seem to enjoy yourself. Do want to take care of his further punishment? Do you want to fuck him up his ass?”
It took me more than just a second to come up with answer. It would be a first time for me fucking a man. And I am not that much attracted to man at all, but in the end horny me scored. Why not. A hole is a hole. And it probably would do more than just pleasing my girlfriend when I do what she asked me to do. So she got a simple “yes” for an answer.
The stewardess listened in onto us the whole time. Once I got up she stop whipping and excused herself for a moment. It didn’t took long and she was back with some lube in one hand and some condoms her other one.
I dropped my pants and my boxers to the ground. I set my hard one free. Moments later the stewardess was pulling a condom over my rock hard dick and then she drowned it all in lube. She also poured some lube over the businessman’s asshole. Then I went in position. Then my dick went up his ass.
The moment my dick was inside him a smile appeared on my girlfriends face. She was looking at me, her expression told me that she was proud of me. Then she pulled up her skirt, she spread her legs and gave me a next to perfect view of her pussy: “Imagine you are fucking this here. So fuck good.”
A shiver went through my body. I fucked him gently. In went in and out slowly to warm up his tight fuck hole. He was already moaning out. I had that more than just welcome feeling inside my guts that I was doing something kinky, something pervert and that I was breaking a personal border of mine. Yes, it felt more than just good.
While my dick was sliding in and out of the businessman’s dirty hole my girlfriend played with her pussy. I watched her all time long. I wished that I could stick my dick inside her, but I had to fuck a different hole first.
Unfortunately it didn’t took long and the stewardesses head was blocking my view. My girlfriend ordered her to crawl beneath the table and to eat her out, to make her cum, to satisfy her needs.
It didn’t took long and the whole cabin was in full swing. My dick went in and out of a tight asshole while my girlfriend got her pussy licked. Three people were moaning out loud, the stewardess couldn’t because she had her mouth full with pussy.
Meanwhile I was giving the businessman one hard and deep thrust after the other. His moaning was more than just intense. His hands were holding onto the tabletop while his caged dick was leaking some filthy juices.
My girlfriend already had her first orgasm. She now was pressing the stewardesses head against her pussy. She was using her ass her toy while she was getting closer and closer to her second orgasm.
Tension was filling the room. I got closer and closer to an orgasm with every thrust I gave him. So did he. One hard and deep thrust followed the previous one. My dick went in and out. Just one more thrust and boom, my more than just aching balls deployed their payload. I came for the first time inside a man’s asshole. And to my surprise, he came with me. He dumped his filthy cum all over the table he was bent over.
In about the same moment my girlfriend had her second, by far more intensive orgasm. I watched how her hands were holding onto the stewardesses head. How the fell of the head. How her moaning stopped and her body began to tremble. She came good too.
After three of us had finished, the poor stewardess wouldn’t get an orgasm during our get together, it got quiet in the plane for some time. Everyone was enjoying the hormones in their blood stream while we were regaining ourselves.
When we all were back into our bodies again smiles appeared on our satisfied looking faces. It was a great fuck. The three, maybe the four of us had a blast. It came good and no one felt any guild or remorse about anything.
But while we were at it we lost track of time, track of our surrounding, track of everything. So we were more than just surprised when the captain was on the intercom: “We will arrive at our destination in about thirty minutes.”
After listening to the announcement the businessman, my girlfriend and I began to move our asses. We fixed ourselves up as good as possible. While still smiling at each other. Then we talked about what we had done, we came to the conclusion that we all were up to a round two.
Then it was time to sit down because the plane was descending towards our destination. After the plane landed, my girlfriend hugged the businessman goodbye, I shook his hand then he left the plane to board car that was already waiting for him.
My girlfriend and I looked at each other for some time. Then we kissed and then we left the private jet. We boarded a car that was waiting for us while our driver took care of our luggage. Then we drove off towards our hotel. My girlfriend and I, we were cuddling next to each other again until we arrived at our destination.
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[M/s] My 'new' body has changed dynamics between my sons and I
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Hi there. After perusing a couple of posts here over the last few weeks I've decided to write a bit about what's been going on in my house the last 2 months or so. It'll definitely require some back story though because a bit has already happened so please bear with me through that. This won't be an 'ive been getting looks' type posts as there has already been some progression but I'll try and be as succinct as possible :)
I'm in my very late 30's now and I have two adult sons (let's call Dan and Finn (both 20)) who still live with me but they may as well have been twins. I fell pregnant with the second one almost immediately after giving birth to the first so their age gap is just 9 months. They were in different grades in school but other than that they've grown up together very similarly and while they have their own personalities they're kindred spirits in a lot of ways too; so much so that they're sometimes affectionately known as the twins. Their father has been well out of the picture almost their whole lives but thankfully i had a lot of support while raising them (as I was a young mom) which really helped especially in the initial stages.
Now that they're older and more capable of taking care of themselves Ive been able to formulate a 'somewhat' successful career for myself which has led to my having more disposable income in recent years. This, coupled with my self consciousness about my always flat chest (A cups on a good day) started leading me on a journey to get implants. This was for purely selfish reasons and I did it for myself. My ass had always been my best asset and I did kind of grow tired of the men Ive dated obsessing over just that part of myself while basically ignoring the rest of me so this year I decided to do something about it. I found a great local surgeon who took care of the procedure from go to woah and I'm VERY happy with the results. They don't look all that fake and the cleavage he managed to sculpt has left me a happier person (which may sound vain but again, I did this for me). The only problem with all this was the recovery which is where this all started. My doctor recommended having someone around for the first little while because the healing process can leave you.....quite unable to do most daily tasks. You have to sleep upright, can't sleep laying down and moving your arms/using your chest muscles for anything leads to pain. This lent it's hand to a few exhaustive breakdowns during that phase as I wasn't sleeping very well at all. You can wear am approved bra but obviously you've got to wash to avoid infection and those first few days, doing it myself would've been impossible. I'm sure people do it but they're absolutely braver than I. That first week or so they had to do everything for me, from cooking to cleaning, to putting me to bed and proping me up. Finally, they had to wash me which they took turns doing.
I'll admit that first shower was mildly embarrassing for me and I'm sure Finn who offered his help. He had to remove my clothes for me and got down to his briefs while helping. You're supposed to shower otherwise a bath would've been a good alternative so he didn't have to get down to that level of clothing with me. Even though it wasn't a sexual shower I did notice he had an erection bulging through the front of his briefs which I ignored for both our sakes. These things obviously happen but I was kind of pleased to see it and it gave me a silent chuckle. The next day Dan helped and just like his brother, he got an noticeable erection too but we both ignored it to get done what we set out to do. As my condition got better, and following all the post opp advice, my need for their assistance waned however we kept up the showers for a little longer than we 'needed' to. Honestly, once that initial awkwardness left it became a nice moment for me to get them on their own and you'd be surprised about what you can get out of boys once you're both vulnerable. They kept up the briefs until Finn said one day in a passing fashion that it felt weird showering with clothes on. I thought about it for a while and gently suggested that it would be okay if he just took them off. He looked a little shocked but to my pleasant surprise he dropped them while blushing before we got in and I saw his cock for the first time in years. It was rock hard but I paid it no mind, trying to play it cool while standing naked next to him. I caught some glances at it and was.....impressed to say the least. How could I help myself to not look? That's only natural right?
The next night was Dans turn and I decided to tell him that I'd offered for Finn to take his briefs off and he would be welcome to if he felt comfortable with that. He looked a bit shocked but after thinking about it shortly, did the same as his brother and dropped his briefs, his own erect penis literally springing from the fabric. Given this was the second penis I'd seen in the one week I was too intrigued to not look again and caught some sneaking glances at it just like the day before. More curiosity than anything but I'm glad I did because it was really a thrill. The next week or so followed the same routine and gradually we all became more confident to look at and even comment of each other's bodies. I told them individually that I was impressed with their size and even typing that now makes me blush which matches their reaction to that. When they'd gained enough confidence they started to talk about my implants and how much they liked them which really fuelled a fire inside my belly. I spoke about past partners obsession with my ass and Dan said he knew why while looking right at it and admitted to me that he's an ass man through and through but my new chest was definitely gonna turn heads. Finn it turns out is a boob guy so he made sure to look at my breasts any chance he got. By this time the bandages and everything like that were fully off so it was just pairs of us showering fully naked together. I really didn't even need their help anymore but gosh it was nice to spend that quality time together in a situation that I know should be embarrassing but was actually VERY comfortable.
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By the time I was well enough to start doing things on my own we'd become so comfortable with each other naked that I started walking around the house naked. It was early one morning and I didn't think anyone was up yet til I walked out for water in the nude and they were both already in the kitchen chatting. I covered my bits instinctively after a yelp and apologised but they both just rolled their eyes at my reaction and reminded me that it was not really different to our showers and they really didn't mind. Looking back that was the moment that everything changed. I started going naked around the house more; not all day every day as I didn't want them to get used to seeing me that way but just in little bursts. One night (recently) while eating dinner I was in just my underwear and we got chatting about the surgery etc. The showers were bought up again and I confessed (VERY shyly) that I had enjoyed them being naked too and the evening devulved into the three of us taking all our clothes off and we finished the meal naked together. I think that was their first time seeing each other like that too cause I noticed a lot of curious looks between their eyes and each others privates. Washing up like that was so much fun as it was the first time I'd seen their cocks since then and they were rock hard which lent itself to some pretty funny moments from that night. Once we were finished the dishes Finn was staring at my breasts and with more confidence than I was expecting, asked to squeeze my new boobs as he'd not touched fake ones before. Dan and I were a little shocked but of course I wasn't going to deny him access to something he'd helped me so much with so I moved into him and said he could. When his hands hit my breasts that first time I got goosebumps all across my body as the only thing he uttered was 'wow'. Dan was looking lonely by himself so I turned slightly and offered him one too and in the blink of an eye the two of them were squeezing and stroking my breasts together. I had to pinch myself when looking down to make sure this wasn't a dream but it wasn't. From that moment theyve had a hold over me I can't quite explain so I won't try. We've had a few nights like that where we're just messing around and being naked together and they've been touching my boobs quite often but only after they've asked permission (which I find very gentlemanly and endearing). The most recent time we were naked together like that Finn had both boobs in his hands and knowing Dan is an ass man, I swiveled my hips towards him and bent over just a little inviting him to grab it if he wanted to. After a very brief pause he got the message and used both hands to grab, hold and squish it all. He didn't take it too far which again endeared me to it. Very respectful and admittedly extremely hot. Having four hands on me at once is something I've never experienced and I'm not ashamed to say I loved it.
So that's been our lives recently. I'm not quite sure what I'm wanting out of this but thoughts have been running a bit wild in my head lately about potentially asking to touch them too. Ive no idea how to go about it aside from just asking because that worked with me and with the dynamic we've got going at the moment I think there's a very real possibility they say yes to that.
Thank you for reading :)
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Gush [M22 - F22] [Oral]
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He has her open her mouth. Wide. She kneels in front of him, naked, hands behind her back as instructed. She opens her mouth. He is naked too and his cock is hard and she wants him to put his cock in her mouth, to fill her mouth with the familiar bulk and heat and thrusting insistence of him.
But, first, he fetches a bottle from the bedside cabinet. Lube. Flavoured lube. He drips two long, generous spurts into her mouth. Sweet. Slightly saline. Slick, like saliva. Pina colada flavour, perhaps. Something intense but artificial.
“Don’t swallow,” he says. She doesn’t. She shuts her mouth and lets the thick sleek liquid sit there at the opening of her throat.
He returns the bottle to the bedside. Then positions himself in front of her. Then fucks her mouth.
From the first thrust, she drools. Liquid gushes through her lips and patters down onto her naked thighs. She tries, on reflex, to catch it in her hands. It veils her chin. Runs in a flow of warm droplets down her neck.
She grunts. Arches her back. He continues. Hand on the back of her head, thrusting hard in and out. And part of her is thrillingly disgusted. Each outstroke spills more lube and saliva from her mouth. Each instroke feels as though it fills her mouth completely, until she’s leaking from the corners of her lips. And she is leaking. No matter how tight a seal she makes. No matter how she tries to control herself. She is making a mess. Spilling obscenely.
Some of the liquid slips down her throat despite his injunction. She can’t help it. His cock forces it down into her. Drags it wetly out of her. And, when he pushes extra deep and surges into her gag reflex, she chokes explosively. A wet spit-take of lube and saliva that splashes across his groin and thighs.
He doesn’t stop. He fucks the lube and spit that she just choked out back into her mouth. Holds her firmly. Pumps his cock into that drooling, out-of-control mouth. And she, much to her own surprise, comes without even touching herself almost a full minute before he does.
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*As always, everything I write is* [cross-posted on my blog](https://www.lascivity.co.uk/)*. Cheers!*
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[B/s] I (M23) played a game with my sister (F20) and her friend (F19); update 14
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Hey guys, back with another update. A lot has happened in the past week, which is why I’m only posting now.
First off, Megan had been informed by her landlord that there was still a lot of damage to many apartments, including hers. Her apartment, as well as other’s, will probably have to be taken apart to fix the plumbing around all the apartments. We were already feeling as though progress was coming along very slowly, but this was the last straw. Megan has agreed with her landlord to end their contract early so she can search for a new place to live. In the meantime, she’ll continue living here. You could say that she has moved in, but she does want a place for her own so it’s not permanent.
Secondly, there have been some questions which we haven’t replied to yet. I’ll post the answers here.
Unfortunately, a more elaborate story from Megan and Sophia won’t be happening. They don’t feel the need to go into detail as I do. A story typed by me describing their experiences is also tough, given that I can’t describe their emotions and thoughts.
Sophia is currently not interested in a relationship with Megan and I. Although she does very much enjoy the sex and hanging out, she doesn’t have any romantic feelings towards either of us. For her it feels more like a FWB situation, which is all she wants out of this.
Another one from Sophia. She doesn’t regret waiting to have sex. She didn’t feel ready for some time and didn’t want to jump the gun. Once she felt ready, she was somewhat relieved and also very glad that she did decide to join in.
Now for the last question, if we’re interested in doing bondage or more extreme stuff, I’ll get into that in this story. We’ve mostly had normal sex up until last post, and I felt ready to try some new things. I’m not that into extreme things, but I do like to play around with some toys. Megan agreed and said that she had a couple of things in mind. Sophia was also willing to try some things out, but wanted to start off easy. I said that she could always stop if she felt uncomfortable and we would watch out that it wouldn’t go to heavy with her.
That night, I got some stuff from my collection. It was all pretty basic stuff, restraints (handcuffs/bondage rope), a blindfold, a flogger and a paddle. I know Megan is more into this stuff than Sophia and I am, but I didn’t want to intimidate Sophia. Just like on my birthday, we agreed that it’s difficult to satisfy everyone at the same time while using things like a blindfold and restraints, so Sophia had brought her vibrator as well. We first had a talk about what we would use, how we would use it and if there was anything Sophia was against. She mentioned that she didn’t mind any of the stuff, but that she didn’t want to be restrained and blindfolded at the same time. Sophia asked Megan if she was okay with everything, also the paddle and flogger. “I’ll let you know if it becomes too much” she grinned.
We started off with foreplay, even though I’m sure that talking about the sex was enough to get us all going. Megan got dibs to get tied up first. I would’ve normally just tied her wrists together, but she was so eager that I wanted to tease her so I tied her wrists tightly to my bedframe, giving her little room for movement. She grinned, “Oh so we’re going to play it like this huh?”. “Well you were so eager, might as well tie you up right then” I replied. “Might as well blindfold me then” she grinned back. Per her request, I blindfolded her. Sophia moved herself next to Megan and started to kiss her while she turned her vibrator on. I positioned myself at Megan’s pussy and slid my dick in. She was wetter than I had ever felt and let out a long moan as I fully put my dick in her pussy. She continued kissing Sophia, who was using her vibrator to satisfy herself.
We continued like this for a few minutes, but I did want to use the paddle to test Megan’s limits. She had always mentioned that she could take a lot and until then I’ve never seen her back down. I pulled out and said, “Turn around”. I helped Megan get on her knees, but her hands were still tied to my bedframe so her back was fully arched and her ass was sticking up. I had left a few inches of space between her wrists and the bedframe to allow some slight movement and to be able to turn around between positions, so she was still comfortable. I moved a bit back, grabbed the paddle and started softly spanking Megan’s ass. She softly moaned, “Is that all you’ve got”. I started spanking her harder, eliciting louder moans from her. I continued spanking both cheeks until they were bright red. She still hadn’t done anything else than moan and her pussy was almost dripping, but I felt the need to make sure she was good. I saw a small grin on her face, “Only if you are”. I gave her another few hard spanks and laid the paddle down. I positioned myself and slid my dick in. The spanks had definitely had their effect, because she was so aroused that she started to tremble as soon as I slid my dick in. She moaned loudly as her pussy contracted around my dick. Her entire body was vigorously shaking as she was moaning loudly. After she came, I pulled my dick out and untied her. She smiled, “That was amazing, we should use that paddle more often”. She moved out of the way and Sophia moved towards me. She got on her knees as well, “I’ll have to try that then” she said.
I grabbed the paddle and started softly spanking Sophia. “That feels nice” she moaned. “Let me know when to stop” I said. I started spanking her a bit harder. She let out small moans every time I spanked her. “That’s hard enough” she said. I spanked her a few more times, after which I started fucking her. She was also wetter than she had been before. “Fuck me hard” she moaned. “Let me know when to stop, okay” I said, just to be sure. I pushed my dick deep into her. She dropped her hips to make some more space for my dick. I started fucking her harder and harder. Normally she had signalled me to slow down by then, but she hadn’t now so I continued fucking her. She moaned loudly, “Oh fuck just like that”. I felt my orgasm building as I continued fucking her. “I’m about to cum” I groaned. She started pushing her hips back as I pushed mine forwards, essentially letting me fuck her even harder. I gripped her hips and started really pounding her pussy. She buried her head in the pillow and let out a big moan, “Fuuucckkk”. This sent me over the edge and I came deep into her pussy. I pushed deep into her pussy as I filled her up, which made her legs shake for a bit. I wanted to pull out, but Sophia moaned, “I’m close” so I continued fucking her until her orgasm. It didn’t take long for her to cum as well and I pulled out afterwards to see the cum leak out of her pussy.
We talked a bit afterwards, sharing our experiences. Sophia was very positive, even though it was out of her comfort zone. Megan joked that she could handle more kinky stuff, but that this was good as well. After that, Sophia went to her room and Megan and I cuddled for a bit. After cuddling for a bit, Megan said “You know, you haven’t filled me up yet”. “I guess we’ll have to do something about that then” I replied. “Oohh can I tie you up this time?” she asked excitedly. I wasn’t a huge fan, but of course I couldn’t say no to her. I instructed her to tying a safe but tight knot around my wrists. She surprised me and quickly pulled the rope round my bedframe. I tried to pull my arms back but I was already too late so I was stuck to my own bedframe. “That’s for tying me up” she grinned.
She took off her pyjama shirt, climbed on top of me and sat down on my dick. “Hmm something’s missing” she said with a questioning look. She leaned over to grab the blindfold and tried blindfolding me. There was little I could do, being tied up to my bedframe, so I accepted my defeat and let her blindfold me. It was weird being tied up and blindfolded at the same time, but I immediately noticed that I started concentrating on touch and sound, trying to figure out what she was doing. She climbed off of me and pulled down my shorts a few seconds later. She climbed back on top of me and I felt that she had taken off her panties as well. She started grinding on my dick, while leaning forward to kiss me. I wasn’t able to see anything and was really focussed on feeling her pussy grind on my dick. Her war, wet lips wrapped around my dick, going up and down.
She lifted her hips, grabbed my dick and guided it to her pussy. She sat down on my dick, moaning softly. I groaned “Hmm your pussy feels so much better now”. She started slowly riding my dick while I concentrated on the feeling of her pussy around my dick. She leaned forward, supporting herself on my chest. She dug her nails into my chest as she continued riding me while softly moaning. I started to softly push my hips up while she moved down, increasing the pace. Because I was blindfolded and my sense of touch felt increased, my orgasm quickly arose. “I’m going to cum” I groaned. “I won’t stop” she said, with a slight hint of a laugh in her voice. It didn’t take long for me to cum, filling her pussy with my cum. “Hmm your cum is going to make me cum” she moaned while increasing the pace of her grinding. My dick was still sensitive from my orgasm, so her increased pace made my entire body quiver. She continued pushing her hips down on mine, pushing my dick deep into her pussy. Moaning louder and louder, her body now started to tremble as well. It didn’t take long for her to cum as well, digging her nails deeper into my chest.
After she came, we cleaned up and lay back down in bed. While cuddling we talked a bit and I admitted that I didn’t mind being blindfolded, but wasn’t a huge fan of being restrained. Megan agreed and said that she likes my touching while we have sex and does prefer me in a leading role instead of her.
Wednesday evening, we watched a movie again. Megan and I were spooning while everyone else was just sitting on the couch. When mom and dad got up to make us some snacks, Megan looked over her shoulder and whispered, “Why don’t you feel under my dress, I’m wearing something special”. Per her suggestion, I guided my hand below her dress. At first I didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary, she was just wearing panties, but I suddenly felt that these weren’t just normal panties, they were crotchless panties. “You cheeky..” was all I could say before my mom returned with a plate full of snacks. Megan squeezed my wrist and got up to get some snacks. With the five of us, the plate got emptied fairly quickly, so Megan and I were quickly back down under a blanket. While watching the movie, Megan reached back and pulled my dick out of my shorts. We slowly wiggled into position for her to guide my dick to her pussy. My heart was pounding from both excitement and anxiety.
She placed my dick against her pussy and slowly moved her hips back, sliding my dick in. She grabbed my wrist tightly in an attempt to hold back her moans. I knew we couldn’t properly fuck here, but the excitement alone made this all the better. It felt like ages but she eventually got her hips back far enough to get most of my dick in. I slowly pushed my hips forward, now connecting our hips. Her hand was still tightly wrapped around my wrist. We continued fucking very slowly for the entirety of the movie, often looking up at my parents and Sophia to see if they had noticed. At the end of the movie, my parents went to bed, leaving the three of us on the couch. Sophia wanted to put on another movie, we agreed. The remote was closer to us, but we weren’t in the position to move so Megan asked if Sophia could pick a movie. “Can you hand me the remote” she asked. “Well.. uhm.. we’re kind of stuck here” Megan grinned. “You did not!” Sophia exclaimed. We both let out a nervous laugh as Sophia stood up and ripped the blanket off of us.
In a very bald statement, Megan started moving her hips back and forth, since we were now able to fuck freely. “I’ll put on a movie for the noise, then I’ll join you” Sophia grinned. She clicked a random movie and started to strip down. “Are we really going to do this in the living room?” I asked softly. “What? Are you suddenly scared now?” Sophia said, teasing me. I just laughed and continued fucking Megan, who was now also focussed on Sophia, kissing and caressing her body. From the excitement, it didn’t take Megan very long to get to her orgasm. While still kissing and fingering Sophia, her body started to softly tremble. She was softly moaning while kissing Sophia, as I increased the pace to fuck her harder. She couldn’t hold off her moans and pulled loose from Sophia, letting out louder moans.
She reached back and pushed against my hips with her hand. I slowed down, to which she immediately pulled her hand away. “Don’t stop” she softly moaned. I started pounding her again until her entire body was shaking vigorously, at which point she pulled her hips away, letting my dick slip out of her pussy. Her body continued shaking while she was breathing heavily. “My turn!” Sophia exclaimed as she quickly hopped over Megan. She climbed on top of me and guided my dick towards her pussy. She softly moaned as we started fucking. I grabbed her hips and started pulling her hips down, fucking her harder. She started moaning louder while moving with our new rhythm. We continued fucking like this for a few minutes, until Sophia wanted to switch positions. She moved over on hands and knees and leaned over Megan to kiss her. I got behind Sophia and started fucking her again. Since last time, I knew she could handle rougher sex so I started pounding her pussy. I felt my orgasm building. Sophia’s legs started to softly shaking as well, as we were now simultaneously working up to our orgasms. It didn’t take long for me to cum now and it didn’t for her either. We continued fucking through our orgasms, both moaning loudly. After we were done, we quickly cleaned up and watched a bit of the movie Sophia had put on. Nobody had watched this movie, so starting to watch this midway through wasn’t very helpful. We decided to just go to bed, since it had gotten quite late.
Nothing special happened during the next few days, until Saturday evening. We were at a big party of our student association, just hanging out and drinking lots. Megan came up to me during the party and pulled me aside. “I heard Sophia needs you” she said. I got worried at first, thinking something was wrong, but I quickly found out that she was really horny and didn’t want to hook up with a random guy. Most of the people don’t know we are siblings, except for the people we know personally. We snuck off to the toilets and went into a stall to fuck. Since we were both already quite drunk, it was a very quick quickie, but it was still very good. We didn’t have to worry about the noise, since the music was loud enough that nobody could hear us moan. When we got out the stall however, we bumped into one of my friends. He gave us a look and went on his way, so I was praying he didn’t notice Sophia coming out of the stall behind me. In a stroke of bad luck, he had and he came up to me some time later to talk. I told him that I’d explain everything as long as he didn’t tell anyone what had happened. He promised to not tell anyone and we continued partying. Of course he blackmailed me into buying him a few beers, but that’s nothing I couldn’t handle. Sophia, Megan and I had sex again after the party, but I don’t remember much of it, being extremely drunk.
The next day, I texted said friend to explain myself. He was very curious into how this all developed, without being creepy and was actually very positive, which I was appreciative of. He did warn me to not get Sophia pregnant, which I was of course already aware of. I talked to Megan and Sophia about this, who were somewhat taken back that our secret was out. However, I promised that this wouldn’t leak any further and because they knew the person who knew our secret, they didn’t mind as much. We did agree to be more careful, but joked that we still were willing to take risks, since they lead to the most exciting situations.
Up until now, Megan, Sophia and I had sex multiple times, but nothing new to things mentioned before. Megan and I have been experimenting with some new sex toys, but to our disappointment none have really been satisfactory. We do have some more ideas, which we’ll try out in the next few weeks probably. Sophia isn’t keen on trying out new things until Megan and I know if we like it, so it has been just vanilla sex with her.
That’s all for now, I feel this story is a bit rushed but these take a lot of time to type out properly and I don’t feel the need to repeatedly type out every sexual encounter we have. I hope you don’t mind.
As always, I’ll keep you updated on the new things. I’ll also try to post a little more regularly, so I don’t have to rush these posts.
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I (23F) had an accidental orgasm on the massage table
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Butterflies filled my stomach as I sat in the waiting room. I shouldn't be here, I thought. I had only booked the appointment because a friend gifted me a free session and it seemed impolite to say no. A massage felt too risqué, too much like the way I wanted men to caress me in the bedroom. And worse, this was a full-body massage. What did that mean exactly? Was I going to have to be naked? Sitting there, all I could think about was how embarrassing it would be to get turned on in front of a stranger.
Just as I was considering leaving, the lobby door opened and a voice called my name. I stood up with a jolt. A tall guy in casual wear was beckoning me to come to the back with him. He had a friendly smile, and I took in his tousled hair and bright blue eyes with a nervous twinge. Why didn't I request a female therapist? Was that even an option? We walked down a short hallway and he introduced himself; his name was Nick and he would be taking care of me today.
I followed him, fighting to control my shortness of breath and the flush creeping across my chest. We made small talk about the Chiefs game and he explained the procedure to me. He would step outside the door, and when I was ready I would call him in. As he explained, most people went nude, but keeping my clothes on was also an option. He handed me a thin white sheet to cover my lower half.
The door shut. My heart was beating quickly. I would either be stripping naked, then and there, or making up some excuse and leaving. Before I knew it, I was pulling my t-shirt over my head. I paused to glance over my body. I have what you might call generous proportions, with an ass-to-waist ratio that turns heads and full, pear-shaped breasts. Clutching my shirt, I felt typically self-conscious. I never flaunt my body, in no small part because I can't stand the way people sneak glances at me.
In a cold sweat, I pulled my bra off and allowed my tits to drop down. No time to worry now. I wiggled out of my jeans and lay face-down on the massage table, draping a towel draped over my bottom half. I craned my neck around. The folded towel covered me completely, but it did a poor job of concealing my Pixar mom ass.
The door opened again and I twisted back into position, arms folded in front of my head. The therapist asked if I was ready to begin. I imagined his eyes running over my naked body. I knew he would see the sides of my breasts and the towel draped in an arch over my butt. I drew a breath carefully and told him I was ready.
He moved beside me and dipped his hands in oil. Starting with my shoulders, he rubbed his hands along my skin in a flowing motion. The rubbing was more forceful than I expected. Every spot he touched caused a little tension to release, and soon a warm sensation began to spread along my spine. By the time he reached my lower back, the warmth was spreading all over. I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding in.
He paused and asked if I was alright. Please keep going, I responded, surprising myself with how breathy and submissive I sounded. Not without guilt, I savored the feeling of my hardening nipples pushing into the table. A tingling sensation danced on my clit. So what if I was a little horny? My body was just having a natural reaction to stimulation.
With a start, I realized my back was arched. If I wasn't covered by the towel, I would have been presenting him with my swelling pussy. (I know from experience that few men are able to resist this particular move of mine.) Mustering what little mental strength I had left, I pushed my hips down so they rested flatly on the table. As I readjusted, I could feel how wet my pussy lips were as they rubbed together. There had been no comment from the therapist, who was still working my lower back with satisfying firmness.
Then, in a completely casual voice, he asked if I wanted him to massage my glutes. I froze for a moment, and said yes without thinking. Would I like him to leave the towel on, or take it off? Butterflies in my stomach again. I was worried I had actually started dripping onto the table. Do whatever you normally do, was my response. Without a word, he pulled the towel down, so that everything but the very bottom of my ass was exposed.
His hands were moving now from my lower back onto my butt. I squeezed my legs together, hoping he didn't notice the growing wetness. The pressure was building to a dangerous level. As I focused on keeping my hips flat, I felt a void opening inside me, the deep ache of a pussy craving internal stimulation. I wondered what I would do if he made a move on me. In all probability, I wouldn't be able to resist. I felt like I was in heat.
His hands were inches away from my junk. Was he enjoying this? Lots of men get obsessed with my ass, so why would a masseur be any different? I began to relax my thighs involuntarily as his hands worked over my glute muscles in powerful strokes. When my legs opened, I felt the cold air of the room against the wetness of my pussy. My hands grabbed at the plush material of the table.
Then, his hands moved down to my left thigh and my brain gave up. My hips rose back off the table. Everything was tensing up. My leg muscles flexed in his grip. In that moment I was beyond caring. I was going to have an orgasm, and in about five seconds nothing either of us could do would stop it. An intense sensation was clamping down on my abdomen and in response I flexed my muscles and ground my swollen clit into the table. His hands came off my thigh, but it was too late. The throbbing reached its unbearable peak—and released. I gripped the table harder and growled as my warm pussy clenched repeatedly in carnal satisfaction. When the pleasure subsided, I melted into the table, totally relaxed.
Through the warm haze, I turned my head to look at the therapist, who was still standing over me. The hungry look in his eyes made it clear that he knew exactly what had happened. A bulge had appeared in his shorts. As if nothing was different, he asked me to turn over. I obliged immediately, maintaining eye contact as I twisted around and presented him with my hard nipples. Again folding my hands above my head, I looked at him with burning cheeks, daring him to make a move. His eyes flicked over my body, no doubt taking in my blushing figure still glistening with oil.
He moved his hands over me again, this time with urgent efficiency. He massaged the outside of my breasts, causing me to gasp, and slowly worked his way down the lines of my hips. Soon, he was circling my vulva with the tips of his fingers. He bent down and started kissing me just as he slipped two fingers inside. I reached one hand blindly up his shorts and felt the outline his cock. I moaned when I felt how thick it was; it had to be as big around as my wrist.
I couldn't wait any longer. In a whisper, I told him the truth: I needed him inside me immediately. No questions asked, he pulled off his shorts and t-shirt and climbed on top of my panting frame, still kissing me passionately on my face and neck. I looked down and saw his massive dick hanging there, twitching in anticipation. He looked into my eyes and rubbed it across my dripping slit. Now he was gripping the edges of the table. I glanced at the door. What if someone came in? We were going to have to be quiet. Then, with a grunt, he slid inside. I wrapped my limbs around him, flexing my muscles in an ill-conceived attempt to keep from moaning. It felt so satisfying to be stretched by a big penis.
My embrace only caused him to pound me harder. The table was shaking with the impact of his thrusts. I strained desperately to hear if anyone was outside the door. Then, I looked down again and stopped caring. The sight of his enormous member entering me drove away whatever modesty I had left. I moaned in his ear and begged him to empty his big cock. The look in his eyes told me he was ready. He put a hand around my neck and pounded my pussy into the table a few more times. For a second, I felt a pang of fright that he was going to cum inside me, but at the last second he pulled out. I wrapped both my hands around his dick as he groaned and pumped his cum onto my stomach and heaving breasts. He even managed to get some on my face.
We collapsed on the table together. After making out a bit more, he dragged himself up and offered me a fresh towel. We cleaned up as fast as we could, and five minutes later we were back in the lobby. I added him on my phone, and turned to leave. As I passed the front desk, I glanced at the receptionist to see if she had heard anything. Based on the embarrassed look on her face, I think she did. I haven't mustered the courage to go back since.
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[Request] Looking for stories, art or video with items coming to life and "assaulting" the main character.
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Magic rope or vines bondage. Sex toys coming to life. Etc.
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Working in Real Estate part 2 [M35/F34] [oral] [penetration] [fiction]
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The weekend following me and Kayli reconnecting, we met up at a couple different houses for me to view. While the both of us were hoping for a little more to happen, the most we managed to do, was some lingering hugs and a few quick kisses. I did tell her that I would a chance to shadow Tara to see what she does, and if it was something I would be interested in changing careers to. Kayli excitedly sat a date with Tara for that next Monday.
As I drove to Tara's house that morning, I remembered the day that Kayli brought Tara over to my house and we ended up having a threesome. Tara had worked previously with my now ex-wife, so when she found out about me and Kayli, I was nervous she would tell, we instead ended up fucking a few times. I'll never forgot that she had a super tight pussy, but could deep throat me with ease. I wasn't sure what the day would bring, but I was looking forward to learning from her.
Most of the day was just that, me watching Tara do her job. Writing up offers to send to sellers for Kayli and Jennifer, posting new listing online for houses they were selling, talking with the mortgage companies to make sure everything was going smoothly, etc. It was a bit more people oriented then I would like, but I was fascinated by all the behind the scenes action. It was middle of the afternoon when Tara, after saying good bye to her husband and son, came back into her office and asked me, "so, what do you think?"
I glanced around before answering her, "it's different from what I'm used too, but I'm fascinated by it." Tara leaned up against her desk in front of me and said, "it's a lot of work, but not too stressful. Going from a set schedule to getting calls all day and night is a change. Are you really thinking about joining us?" I told her that I was and she looked around before saying, "Kayli told me to do whatever it took to get you to join us."
I looked at Tara, folding her arms in front of me, standing just about my height, skinny and in great shape. She barely had A sized breasts, but had an amazing ass. For our meeting today, she was wearing blue Capri jeans, a orange shirt, and had her blonde hair hanging down around her face. "Whatever it takes?" I asked her. In response, she kneeled on the ground in front of me, her hands coming towards my pants as she said, "anything at all that it will take. My body is all yours."
Tata unbuttoned my jeans, unzipping them, and pulling them down enought to expose my boxers. She traced her fingers around the faint outline of my growing hard cock, before sticking her hand into the opening of the boxers, and fishing my cock out of it. She wrapped her hand around my shaft, and slowly rubbed up and down as I grew to my six inch fullness, her fingers loosing their grip as I got thicker and thicker. When I was fully hard, she leaned forward, kissing the tip of my cock, before sucking me into her mouth. Tara had no problem at all of deep throating, and every time she would bob her head, I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat.
I leaned back in the office chair I was sitting in, enjoying the feeling of Tara's lips around my cock, her tongue sliding up and down my shaft, her hand gently squeezing my balls. I was slowly starting to buck my hips up, meeting her mouth, trying to get even deeper. When I started to moan, telling her how good it felt, she popped her mouth off, her hand quickly taking its place. "Have I convinced yet? Or do I need to do more?" She asked me to which I responded, "I'm getting close, both in cumming, and in joining the team."
Tara stood up from where she was kneeling, her hand still stroking my hard cock. She brought her other hand up to the back of my head, and pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss. When she broke it, she said, "how about you bend me over my desk, and fuck me?"
I wasted no time in reaching down, quickly undoing Tara's capris, and pulling them down her legs. I noticed she had no panties on and made a comment about it. As Tara bent over, placing her hands on her desk, she said, "last time I wore panties around you, you stole them. Figured this wouldn't let you do that again." As I stuck my finger in between her hands, slowly rubbing her pussy juices around, I said, "oh, so you planned for this to happen?"
Tara let out a low moan as I stuck my finger in her wet pussy, slowly pulling it in and out as my cock twitched next to her toned ass. "If I had my way, my husband would have been gone when you got here, and I would have greeted you naked, and started the day off with a blowjob. And ended it with you fucking me."
With that said, I moved my hand away from her tight pussy, lined up the tip of my cock with her entrance, and grabbed onto her hips as I pushed my way in. Gripping her desk tightly, Tara moaned as she felt my thick cock stretching out her pussy. I took my time, slowly going until I was all the way in her. She laid her head down on the desk, breathing deep as she got used to my size. When I saw her start to move up, I started to pull out of her, leaving just the tip in, before I pushed back in. Still holding onto her hips, I used them as leverage as I worked up to a steady rhythm.
When Tara starting moaning and pushing her hips back towards me, I reached forward with my hand, grabbed her hair onto a ponytail, and pulled back on it, causing her to arch her back, nearly standing up in front of me. Still pounding into her, I begun to kiss her neck, sucking on her ear lope, and said into her ear, "do you want to know how you can seal this deal?" Tara, in between moans asked me how and that she would do anything and I said, "drop back to your knees, and let me cum on that pretty little face of yours." Tara nodded yes and I let go of her hair, grabbing onto her hips again, using them to pull her skinny body on and off my thick cock.
When I felt myself getting close, I pulled out of her pussy, leaving a trail of our juices dripping down her leg. Tara quickly spun around, dropping to her knees as she did so. She reached out for my cock, taking it in her hand, and started to pump it, aiming it at her face. Her mouth open, her tongue out, she was looking me in the eyes when the first burst shot out the tip of my cock, landing on her nose. Every time she would get her hand close to the head of my cock, another stream of cum would shoot out, and Tara was an expert at spreading it around. Some got in her mouth, by her eyes, her chin, her forehead. When I was done, her entire face was covered in my cum.
Trying to catch my breath, I told Tara to stay where she was, grabbed my phone and quickly took a picture of her. I told her she was free to go clean herself off and she jumped up, saying she would return shortly.
I pulled up my pants and boxers, sitting back down in the office chair, and sent the picture and a message off to Kayli. When Tara came back into the office, her face wiped cleaned, she asked me, "did you send that picture to Kayli?" I told her I did and she said, "what did you say? That I did a great job and you're going to join us?" I replied back, "nope, I asked how else she was planning on recruiting me. As great as that was, this would be a pretty big career change for me."
Tara nodded along with me and said, "I think I might have one more thing that could help convince you. Follow me!" Tara started to walk out of her office and I quickly jumped up to follow behind her. She lead me to her bedroom and told me to take a seat on a chair across from the bed. I did as she asked, then watched as she stood in front of me, and started to strip.
First, she pulled her shirt off over her head, leaving her in a white bra that she quickly reached back, unclasped, and pulled off her arms. Her breasts exposed, she grabbed at her nipples with her fingers, pinching and pulling them, culling her small breasts in her hands and squeezing them before she reached down, unbuttoning her capris, and turning around as she pulled them off her ass.
Even thought I had just seen her lower half naked a few minutes before, I was still amazed at her body. Tara loved to work out and it showed, her ass was toned, her abs tight, she had long, shapely legs. After getting herself naked, she climbed onto her bed, laying in the middle of it and spread her legs. She stuck one of her fingers into her mouth and sucked on it, before tracing a line down her body with it, stopping to pinch her nipples again, before finding its way to clean shaven pussy. She used her other hand to spread her pussy lips open, giving me a great viewpoint as she slipped her fingers inside herself, moaning out as she begun to finger her pussy.
Watching her, I felt myself starting to grow hard again and shifted in the chair. When Tara started to rub her clit with her free hand, while still sliding her finger in and out of herself, I was ready to burst out of my pants. As she brought herself to an orgasm, her back arching off the bed, her legs closing to keep her hand in place, her moans filling the room as she fought to keep her eyes open to continue making contact with my eyes. When she was done, still rubbing her pussy, she closed her eyes, licked her lips, then opened them back up to look at me again.
I told her, "you know that doing that in front of me is going to get me hard again, right?" Tara nodded yes and said, "I'm counting on it. Feel free to join in...don't make me pull out any of my toys."
"As much fun as that would be to watch, I would rather join in," I said as I stood up, pulling my shirt off and tossing it to the ground. I took a step towards the bed, pulling my pants and boxers down and off before I climbed onto the bed. Tara spread her legs again, her hands reaching out for me as I crawled on top of her. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer to her, our lips meeting in another passionate embrace as my rock hard cock twitched between us before slipping into her wet pussy. I pushed into her, her orgasm having opened her pussy up enough for me to have no problems. I slowly started to pull out and push back into her as we continued to kiss. I could feel her nipples brushing against my chest as I moved up and down her body, her legs wrapping around me, pulling me in closer and deeper.
We broke our kiss as I started to pump in and out of her harder and faster. Tara was letting out little moans when her phone started to ring. She glanced over at it, placed on her nightstand and said, "it's Kayli. Should I answer it?" I nodded yes and she said, "I'll put her on speaker. Don't stop."
Tara placed the phone next to her and swiped to answer and put it on speaker, saying hello as she did so. I heard Kayli on the other side say, "hey, I just saw Danny's picture. I'm guessing everything went good?" Tara, in between moans, replied back, "it's going great." Kayli hesitate before answering, I'm assuming listening to Tara's moans and said, "going? Is he still there?"
"Yes!" Tara screamed out as an orgasm flooded over her body, her legs squeezing shut and pulling me even closer into her. "God, that's hot. I'm jealous," Kayli said on the other side of the phone. "I guess call me when you're done so we can talk."
Tara moaned out a good bye as I continued to pump into her. When she ended the phone call, she loosened her legs around me and I pushed myself up, giving me room to fuck Tara with my full length, pounding into her harder and faster with every thrust. With her moans filling the air, her breasts bouncing below me, her eyes shut, a look of pure pleasure on her face, I could feel her hips pushing up below me as our bodies rocked together, my hard cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy.
I started to moan as I felt my cock pulsating, letting out a out sigh as cum exploded out of me, filling Tara's pussy. I slowed down, pumping in and out of her, using her pussy to milk the cum out of my cock, as Tara moaned out how good it felt. As I finished and pulled out, a trail of cum dripped from my cock, onto her bed. Tara glanced down, my cum coming out of her pussy. She leaned her head back, laughing in pure bliss as I rolled off, laying down next to her.
After catching her breath, Tara leaned over the top of me, gave me a kiss, then said, "Will you promise me one thing?" I asked what it was and she said, "even if you decide not to come work for us, don't let this be the last time you fuck me like that."
I laughed and told her I promised, as I pulled her in for a tight hug.
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Breaking up with my FWB made horny little me look for replacement cock with a vengeance [FM]
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I got into a fight with my FWB, super sexy French guy, basically questioning why he didn't kiss me or cuddle me or go down on me anymore, and he said with all these talks I was too demanding and creating drama, and he wasn't having fun with me like he used to. WTF. So we agreed to stop seeing each other since we weren't getting what we wanted from each other anymore (Turns out he was starting to get serious with another girl that he never mentioned to me before, and I guess he was feeling guilty about it all? Whatever, I never cared that he would see other girls).
So now I had all this free time and horny energy and feeling the need for validation that I can be all that drama free sexy fun.
Cue, cute and flirty chats with new matches on dating apps, and old connections that popped up again.
Sunday night I met up with new guy Amon; after I'd had drinks with some BFFs I decided to go over to his place but just to sit on his lawn and chat. He was so cute and nice and SUCH a great kisser that we ended up making out in his front yard before I said "maybe we should go inside". We ended up naked on his bed with his cock buried deep in my mouth and then my pussy, and he came twice that night. Messaged me the next day telling me I gave him "very pleasurable sex" and wanted to meet again that night. Awesome validation.
Slammed at work all week but all I can think about is getting some white cock into me. By Friday I'm twitchy with it and when Kent, who I thought would be just a ONS when we last hooked up, hits me up again, I'm down. We fuck, I squirt, he cums twice in my mouth with what I think are really intense orgasms since his body is both stiff and convulsing at the same time, he swears the whole time in the French equivalent of "fuck.. fuck...fuuuuck"
Saturday night I visited a friend who was here for the weekend and staying in a luxurious hotel room. I go over with a special surprise for him, and after a glass of wine I change out of my dress into the Japanese schoolgirl outfit. He literally bites his knuckles when he sees it. He says he can't even put into words what this is doing to him. He is a horny teenager again, groping and humping me all over the room before he undresses me and fingers me and eats me out on the king bed. We jump into the spa bathtub, have more wine while I play with his cock between my feet, and he raises my ass up to lift me to the water surface, again to eat my pussy with the bubbles all over my body. After we dry off we are back on the bed 69ing when he cums in my mouth after not even 30 seconds because it's just been overwhelmingly sexy for him and he could not stop himself. That's how insanely sexy I am, he says.
But on the drive home I'm still feeling dissatisfied because I still haven't cum yet. Lots of hot sex so I'm happy with that, but I'm still horny. I get a notification, and it's Simon, a new match from 2 weeks ago. There's been heavy flirting, sexy pics exchanged, convos about our kinks, and he's asking me "how's your night going?" at 11pm. I know he lives 10 mins away from me but we haven't met up yet.
There's a park near us, I reply maybe we can go for a walk, he says he'll be there in 10 minutes. I quickly freshen up at home then drive over to the park.
It's got big slopes of grass and a playground with a low cement wall around it.
He finds me sitting on that low wall in my dress, and I'm still buzzed from the wine and the place is really dark. That dark shadows makes me bold. As we're chatting he has his hands running up my inner thigh, I don't stop him. He takes my hand and puts it over the hard cock bulge in his jeans, and I immediately start stroking what I can. In 5 minutes, Simon is squatting down between my legs which he's spread apart and he's pushed my panties to the side and he's licking my pussy. He is fucking enthusiastic, before he sits up again next to me and asks for a little quid pro quo. I'm all about fairness, so I get down between his knees and suck his cock just as enthusiastically. He is leaking so much precum and it actually tastes pretty sweet, I lap it up.
Simon is getting off on this because he has an exhibitionistic kink and likes the idea of outdoor sex. He is groaning and holding my head but I can't keep going because of the annoying mosquitoes!
We go back to the cars but rather than say goodbye, we make out before I pop the door of my car boot up. I don't know what I wanted, but I lay myself down and Simon pushes my dress up and pulls my legs up so my heels were resting on the edge of the car boot. And then and there, in the middle of the dark car park at midnight with the little boot light shining down on us, Simon bends down and eats my pussy while working his fingers in me. I'm half worried someone might see but half CBF because he's focused and really good and I'm so fucking wet and soon I'm cumming for him. It feels so damn good, finally.
Of course, now he wants his, and tells me I can't leave him like this **waving rock hard cock in his hand** so I turn over to my side and take his cock in my mouth while he stands there, and he fucks my face, fucks my throat, I take him all the way to the base of his 7 inch cock (although he tells me later it's 7.5 inches), and soon he's cumming too. I swallow every salty drop. He tells me he can't believe I took his whole cock like that, that all the other girls he's had so far struggled with it.
Four cocks over 7 nights. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone, and I think I definitely did that here, but I've always been a bit of an overachiever.
I'm seeing Amon again tonight.
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[S/b] Kissing my [F41] little brother [M26] after a "date"
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I'll be the first to admit that incest was always a kink of mine. I'm just a kinky woman in general and incest is just one of the many I have and fantasize about.
That being said, those incestuous thoughts were never about my little brother. Besides, having a kink is one thing, acting on it is a completely different story, in my opinion.
Before I go on though, I apologize if I end up making this post unnecessarily long and detailed, but I do have the tendency to drag on as I enjoy writing. I use writing as a way of venting and it helps me cope with my hyperactive brain. That's all this post is - me, venting out about the rollercoaster my life has been these last few weeks.
But let's go back in time a bit.
I'm the oldest of four siblings. There's me (Lori - F41), Sam (M39), Sarah (F32) and John (M26). Our family is very conservative and religious and both my brothers and sister are no exception. I'm the outcast one.
Being the eldest wasn't easy. My parents pressured me a lot into being someone that just wasn't me but I've always managed to resist while, at the same time, maintaining a healthy relationship with them.
To give you all an idea of how my immediate family is, just think about those parents who take their kids to church every single weekend, that pray before every meal, that read the bible to their kids, etc. That's my parents for y'all.
By the way, nothing wrong with being super religious! I respect everyone, regardless of their religion or how keen they are on said religion.
The worst part of it all though was how my parents always tried to educate us on sex. The whole "masturbation is a sin" and "sex only after marriage", that kind of thing.
To say that I didn't follow those "instructions" is an understatement. I've had my fun, let's say that. You know that girl we all know in college that comes from a very religious family and she ends up revealing herself as the freakiest of freaks and going absolutely crazy? Yup - that was me!
My siblings, however, were always very good about those teachings. My brother Sam got married when he was 19, my sister got married when she was 18. Both them married people from within our local church. Nowadays they both have their own families and are raising their kids exactly our parents raised us. Or in my case, tried.
My brother John though he's still single. I say still because in our church that's something very unusual.
Truth be told, John, just like me, wasn't that, that keen on our parents teachings, but he still follows everything down to a T. As far as I know though, because as everyone can guess, we are not that close given the 15 year age gap between us. We do get along really well though. He is a really sweet guy that just wants to his thing as well.
Anyway, as I said, I had my fun in college, went wild as hell, but eventually settled down. I got married when I was 25 to a guy I had met at my first real job after college.
We are still married, BUT not for long I suppose. Last month I discovered he was cheating on me. Not just that, I actually walked in on him cheating.
You know, it had been a while since things were not great between us, but I never thought he would actually cheat on me. But that's life I guess and it stings sometimes.
We had a huge fight and I stormed off.
I have a small apartment back in my hometown that I've never used so I decided to stay there for a while.
My apartment is actually very close to my parents house, where they live with my brother John and just just a 5 and 10 minute drive, respectively, to Sam's and Sarah's homes.
I didn't tell my family what happened, I just said I was staying for a bit while I renovated the place to then rent it out. Bullshit, obviously.
I moved back at the beginning of November, around the 5th.
I had ordered some Ikea furniture and needed help assembling it so I gave my brother John a call since he's the one with more free time. He was happy to help.
So he comes around to my place last Saturday morning and we start working on assembling furniture for my bedroom since that was my priority - I was more than sick and tired of sleeping on a mattress for so long.
Even though I don't know my brother that, that well - again, massive age gap, we've lived afar for a while and we mostly see each other around the holidays and some weekends - I noticed that something was off. So I asked him if everything was fine with him.
At first he was not wanting to open up to me, but after a bit of insisting from me, he told me he was feeling bad because he had a date with a girl and she stood him up. They were supposed to have dinner, he had a reservation and everything but she had just texted him saying she couldn't make it.
I felt super bad about it and did my best to console him with my words. As we were chit chatting about this whole ordeal we both got really comfortable around each other and we started to open up.
We spent all freaking day assembling furniture and talking about our lives. Eventually, I end up telling him about what happened with my husband and I and the real reason why I was back in town.
He also felt super bad and was super nice about it, promising he wouldn't tell our parents. Because you know, religious people and divorces don't mix.
Among the many things we talked about, he told me I did the right thing by leaving that "small old town" and just go on with my life without the whole "church bullshit" - his words, not mine. Guess I was right all along, he just followed our parents teachings to avoid any drama.
Obviously, we talked more in depth about it, but I think this is all I need to share here.
Around 4 pm he goes: "Shoot, I forgot to cancel the reservation. I should call the restaurant."
As he fumbles to find his phone I say: "Wait. Why don't we go together?"
He stopped in his tracks. "Really? I mean, I'm down, but it's a romantic restaurant", he explained.
"So what? Can't a sister and his little brother go out to dinner together?", I shot back.
He agreed. He said he would pick me up at 6:30 after going home to change. "Good, I need to take a shower as well to look decent", I replied.
I should say that at this point I had no second intentions. I honestly just felt like we could do something different for a change and go to dinner together. I didn't care that dinner was meant to be a romantic one in the first place. Besides, he worked hard all day assembling most of the furniture so it was my chance to give back to him and treat him to dinner.
At 6:30 he was at my door. We drove to the restaurant and, initial awkwardness aside, everything was fine. Dinner was lovely, we got some weird looks because the age difference is noticeable, but whatever. We talked, we enjoyed some great food, we bonded. All was good.
As intended, I paid for dinner even if he fought hard against it.
"You can get me a glass if are feeling really generous tonight", I said as he finally let me pay for dinner.
He obliged and we walked to a bar I used to go a lot too when I was younger. There was a World Cup match on the TV, so we ordered a few drinks and watched the match together.
The atmosphere in the bar was great and we got carried away. We started with wine, went through some different cocktails and ended the night drinking a shot. Unexpectedly, I should say! I've never seen my brother drink, let alone drink that much.
John was getting a bit worried because it was getting late and he didn't want to worry our parents. Besides, they didn't know we were together.
We walked back to the car but we realized very quickly that neither of us was in sober enough to drive. We weren't drunk but we both tipsy.
"I know you want to get home but we should wait a bit before driving", I said and he agreed. We got two big bottles of water from the supermarket and we chilled in the car for a bit. He turned on some tunes and we just stayed there while chugging water along.
I must say, I was taking the alcohol much better than him at this point. I was quickly sobering up while it looked like he was getting worse actually. That being said, I was still pretty tipsy.
I was sitting in the passenger seat wearing a black dress that was riding a bit up without me realizing, exposing my thighs. I only noticed it because my brother kept ogling at them.
"You naughty boy", I said teasing him. "I saw that", I teased further while pushing my dress to cover my thighs.
He got red as a bell pepper. "I'm so sorry", he said almost sounding sober.
"I'm just teasing you, you can look, I don't care", I said while pulling dress a bit up again. Almost instantly his eyes followed my hands and he watched my thighs, this time for longer. "At least you seem to appreciate them, unlike other people", I said, hinting at my cheating husband.
We both laughed and I could see him ease up a bit.
"That poor girl...", I said, teasing him again.
"What do you mean?", he asked genuinely confused.
"I'm just joking with you. I meant that if that girl had decided to come on the date you'd have made her very happy, if you know what I mean", I explained.
His eyes juggled between my face and my legs.
"Eh, about that...", he said, before stopping. "I'm really not that good with girls", he added.
"Why's that?", I asked while turning my torso in his direction. He watched me, his eyes glued to my chest this time, even though I have very small breasts and the cleavage on the dress was minimal.
He goes on to tell me he is actually very unexperienced. "I know, I know... sex only after marriage", I said, interrupting him. "Not just that, I...", he stopped a few times while I waited for him to finish. "I've never kissed a girl before", he admitted and I could feel the embarrassment.
I felt so bad for him.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with that", I said trying to lift his sprits up. "Everyone does things at their own pace."
"I guess", he said before asking me how it was for me, to which I basically said I did things very differently than what mom and dad would want me to. I told him I lost my virginity at 18 and that I got around quite a bit during those college years. His eyes widened and he was all ears as I told him that his big sister was perhaps a bit more experienced than what he thought.
"Did you have fun?", he asked. "I did", I simply replied. "Lucky you and lucky guys", he said while looking a mix of sad but also tipsy again. I was still turned his way and he kept ogling me up and down, becoming more daring after I had told him it was ok to look.
I was pretty much fully sober again. The moment he said "lucky guys" I got turned on. The constant looks he was giving my body didn't help either. We were locking eyes a bit, I felt tension in the air and without giving it much thought I leaned in and kissed him on his lips. Surprisingly, he kissed me back almost instantly - very sloppy I must admit, but he did try to follow my lips. The kiss lasted only a mere seconds. I pulled back and the tension remained in the air. "Now you've kissed a girl, done, off the list", I said with a smile. He eased up again and smiled back at me.
After that I was expecting things to get awkward but they didn't. I asked him to keep this between, which he obviously agreed. I told him I felt fine to drive, so I got in the driving seat and drove us to our parents place.
During the drive there was this silence, only broken by the songs coming on the radio. He kept ogling me up and down since I may or may not have done it on purpose so my thighs showed again.
I parked the car, gave him the keys and told him I had an amazing night. I kissed him very quickly on the lips again because I was afraid someone would see us and got out of the car. We smiled at each other again, I waited for him to get inside and then I walked home.
The next day I texted him asking if he was ok and if mom and dad had said anything. They didn't and he was fine. We chatted a bit about the night and, most importantly, he didn't felt regretful of anything. He was actually so grateful for the night we had and kept thanking me for how nice I was to him. He apologized for being a perv, but I shut him down immediately saying I was flattered and enjoyed the attention.
And I genuinely did. I walked in on my husband cheating on me just last month, but things had been rough for a few years already. I wasn't feeling appreciated or desired anymore and those feelings mess you up internally. For years I had to deal with being sexually frustrated, but also feeling like I'm not good enough anymore. Catching my husband cheating on me only made everything worse in my head, so having that night with my brother was just what I needed. It lifted my confidence again, at least a bit. I mean, it's a 26 year old guy ogling you like that, it makes you feel like you still got it, if I'm making sense.
Also, in a way, I also feel like I gave something back to John. It was just a kiss, but hopefully it made him more confident as well, because I could definitely see how affected he felt by the lack of experience and being stood up by this girl.
That being said, while we were texting he asked me if should come around Friday after work to help assemble the remaining furniture - just a set of drawers and a bathroom mirror + cabinet. Obviously, I told him to come if he didn't mind. He is supposed to come around 7 pm.
To be completely honest with you all, I feel nervous. Like I don't know what to expect. Maybe it's all in my head, but I'm nervous. I'm truly conflicted. I have no regrets about what happened last Saturday and, as far as I know, he doesn't either, but I'm also worried that maybe it was all a mistake that shouldn't had happened.
Thank you all for reading! And again, sorry for the long wall of text.
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Daphne's Desperation [F18/MMMMM25][rape, gangbang, blackmail]
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**Fired!**
Daphne’s boss had been a real dick. She was little more than his glorified coffee girl even though her official position was secretary. He would order her to fetch him coffee every two hours on the dot. After her second time bringing it late he reprimanded her.
“You stupid slut. You have one job. Bring me my coffee on time and still your female brain can’t even seem to manage that.”
“I’m sorry Sir.”
“Is it hard to be on time for your stupid slut brain?”
“No Sir.”
“Then why has it happened three times already?”
“I don’t know Sir.”
“You don't know”, her boss chuckled to himself. More for his own benefit than hers. “I think you’re in denial. You need to say it.”
“Say what Sir?”
“Say sorry that your stupid slut brain prevents you from completing even the most simple tasks.”
Daphne had felt tears well up in her eyes as the man berated her. Then a sharp sense of anger rushed through her. How dare he talk to her like that? This was unprofessional. She had played along with most of his demands. Shortening the length of her skirts and making sure to always have a few of her blouses buttons undone. He had even insisted she refer to him and all of her other male coworkers as “Sir”. She obeyed all of it desperate to keep the job but this was too much. Just like that Daphne decided to quit.
“Well you’ll have to find another stupid slut then because I quit.”
Her boss chuckled, rolling his eyes. She faltered a bit, having hoped for a more dramatic reaction.“Good luck getting a real job with that slutty brain between your ears.”
Daphne rushed back to her desk and gathered her belongings. She kept her head down as she practically ran past all of her coworkers who had undoubtedly just heard the altercation. They probably thought she had a stupid slut brain too. Her desk was located right next to the office entrance making it so she felt like she was constantly on display. It also placed her right next to the exit which she was thankful for in the moment.
In a few moments she had gathered the last of her belongings and made her way to the parking lot. Once she was safely inside her car and locked the doors she finally broke down. Piercing sobs erupted from deep in her throat as she felt a great shame rise in her chest.All her life she had been told she was too stupid to be anything but a slut. Her teachers, male peers, and even a few family members swore that it was all she would ever be good for. When her boss berated her it took her back to those days.
The helpless girl who nobody saw anything in. Even after attending a four year university it was rare for a man to see her as anything more than a fucktoy.
A nagging voice always whispered at the edge of Daphne’s mind after these situations. A sneaking feeling that maybe the men just knew better. Maybe she was only good at being an object of pleasure. The thoughts began overwhelming her and she shook them from her head so she could begin the drive home.
When she arrived home she did the only thing she could think of and called her best friend Jason. He answered the phone on the second ring. Instantly picking up on her state of distress.
“Hey Daph, what’s going on”
“Jason, I got fired!”
Daphne couldn’t help herself and the sobs started up again. She did her best to retell the story in between sobs as Jason sat quietly on the other end of the phone. When she finished he continued to sit silently for a moment. Clearly processing everything she just said.
“I’m coming over”, he finally said.
She agreed to the meeting and hung up.He arrived not even half an hour later. As soon as he stepped inside she wrapped her arms around him.
“Don’t cry. This isn’t the end of the world! Besides, I think I may have a job that you could make a ton of money from.”
“Really? That’s amazing! What is it?”, she replied. The beginnings of hope brewing in her chest.
“My friend makes these videos with girls and people are willing to pay a ton of money for them!”
“What kind of videos Jason?”
“Oh he just had some fun with them”, Jason ran his eyes up and down her body, “you’d be a great fit.”
Daphne’s first reaction was anger but Jason was her friend. He was probably just trying to help. It wasn’t like he was only suggesting that because he thought she had a slut brain. “I’m not ready to stoop that low, but… thanks for offering. You’re a good friend.”
Jason didn’t bring it up again but she would think about the offer many times over the coming months as she searched for a job that would take her.
**Giving In**
Daphne spent months looking for a new job. She visited online job sites, submitted applications, and followed up. She didn’t hear back from a single place. While her fruitless search continued Jason’s offer stayed at the back of her mind.
After the umpteenth application was denied she gave in. Jason picked up on the third ring and she confessed that she wanted to take the job. She could hear the smile in his voice when he asked to come over.
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“I’m just really nervous about the shoot.”
“Don’t be”, Jason said softly, stroking the hair falling over her cheek, “They’re gonna love you.”
“But what if they don’t? I’m just so nervous about getting fucked on camera. I don’t know what faces to make. How to sound.”
“Just be natural. Getting in your head will just stress you out. If you are really worried though, I think I may have a solution.”
“Please, anything. I just need to calm down.”
“You just need a little practice run before the real deal.”
“A practice run? Like practice having sex?”
“Exactly, but in front of a camera! Besides how long has it been since you were even fucked?”
Daphne blushed as she thought of the honest answer. At a healthy twenty-two years old and a fresh college graduate she hadn’t gotten laid since high school. Her first and only high school boyfriend had insisted they consummate their relationship at their senior graduation party. After bothering her about it all night, she finally agreed.
He took her virginity in a stranger’s guest room. It had been a painful experience and he had done little to mitigate the discomfort. After what felt like hours but was only about ten minutes he came in her sore and bleeding pussy. Barely letting a few seconds pass he had pulled out and made her lick his cock cleaned. Her inexperienced tongue licked the cum dripping down his cock. There wasn’t much as most of it had been deposited inside of her. Then he dressed and made some lame excuse to leave. The next morning she texted him only to find that he had blocked her. Jason coughed, pulling her from the memory.
“Well, it has been a while”, she quickly replied.
“Then it’s settled. You just need a little practice!”
After the statement left his lips he walked over to her coffee table and set her phone on the table. She saw her messy hair and already smeared makeup in the camera as he pressed record. Then he was back on the couch. Lowering his hand to her bare thigh and began gently stroking her skin. Daphne let out a quiet exhale as she felt a warm wetness growing between her thighs. His hands continued until they were under her dress and rubbing over her panities.
He continued the circular motions over her underwear as he leaned down kissing her. She didn’t reciprocate for a moment, shocked by the gesture. Then she kissed him back with a passion. He matched her pace and it wasn’t long before they were making out. His fingers left her mound which was nearly soaked.
“I’m gonna take these off”, Jason said. It wasn’t a question.
He pushed her back so her back was flat against the couch cushions. Hooking his fingers around either side of her pantries he pulled them down revealing her near dripping pussy. With one hand he spread her legs apart. With the other one he started to rub her bare mound again before slipping a single finger inside. She moaned from the small insertion like he was actually fucking her. The intense reaction brought a smile to Jason’s face. Not that she would take any notice as her eyes were scrunched up in pure ecstasy.
After a few moments of pumping the one finger in and out of her he slipped another in eliciting the same orgasmic reaction. Then he adjusted himself and lowered his face down between her spread legs. One lick sent Daphne into a slurry of gibberish and moans. He licked a few patches against her clit to her loud moans and whines. Then he fully wrapped his lips around her slit sucking against the little bead while running his tongue back and forth across it.Daphne shuddered at first before her body started spasming from the stimulation. Her incoherent whimpers grew louder and Jason could tell she was nearing orgasm.
He stayed consistent, working his mouth and fingers. It only took a few more minutes before Daphne let out an almost scream and started spasming even harder around his fingers. After coming down from the orgasm Jason only amped up his motions. Daphne tried to wriggle off of his fingers but he placed his free forearm across her body. Leaving her stuck and helpless to the pleasure being inflicted on her.
Her body was especially sensitive from the orgasm only a few moments prior and her moans only grew louder as he brought her to the brink of her second orgasm. The feeling of it washed over him, making her shake even harder. Jason never stopped pumping his fingers bringing her back into the state of arousal before she could even full process her peak.His tongue did not feel good anymore. The bumpy muscle continued working her sore clit regardless as she begged Jason to stop. Uselessly she pushed against his broad body but he stayed locked in place. Keeping her restrained with the use of only one arm.
He didn’t stop until almost an hour had passed. His fingers and tongue had worked five orgasms out of Daphne. When he finally removed himself she didn’t react. The string of whimpers and babbles still coming from her mouth were barely whispers.
Jason had grown a painfully large erection after all of her orgasms so he decided to initiate the second part of the practice. He grabbed Daphne by the back of the head and flipped her body around so she was pointed towards the middle of the couch. Then he sat down motioning to his cock.Her overstimulated mind could not think of much else but compliance so she obeyed and took his member in her mouth.
He let her work at it for a few moments. Gently bobbing her head up and down his shaft while she swirled her tongue around his tip. After allowing her slow pace, Daphne felt a hand grip her hair. The fingers clutched so tightly that it hurt but not in an unpleasant way. Jason started working her head up and down his cock. It was a manageable pace but she still couldn’t help her gags as her forehead pressed against his hip.
He continued the slow pace for a few moments before speeding up. With a single hand dripping her hair he worked himself in her throat. He was near pounding her as tears started to leak out of her eyes. A pool of saliva was beginning to form around his cock as she drooled around it.He continued using her throat until she felt the hard member begin to twitch. A few seconds later warm streams of cum shot deep in her throat. The depth leaving her no choice but to swallow the salty fluid.
He held her head down on his cock until she had gotten every last drop of his cum. Finally he released her head and she gasped, not realizing how deprived of oxygen she had become.Jason reached over and stopped the recording.
“This is a great video. I’m going to send it to you so you can see how slutty you looked.”
Normally when a man called her a slut she had the intelligence to be offended but Jason said it like a compliment. Besides the rush to her cunt *definitely* made her feel like it was a compliment. He continued.
“I’m going to send this to my friend too. I want him to see exactly what type of girl he’s getting.”
Something about the statement left her a little confused but she figured he was just referring to the earlier comment. Besides maybe after seeing the video Jason’s friend would up her pay!
**The Audition**
Daphne couldn’t sleep at all the night before the audition. She tossed and turned until glimpse of sunlight peaked through her curtains, her mind running through all the possible events that could take place the coming day. Jason told her he called his friend as soon as he left her house the night after their practice to let him know she was on board.
He had been right about their trial run too. Even though she was nervous, there was an awareness that the anxiety would have been much worse without it. A deepseated lust ended up being what kept her from backing out. Despite her nerves, the orgasm she had experienced while Jason filmed her was one of the best she had ever experienced. She needed it to happen again.
Jason gave her the address and told her to arrive at 11:00am sharp wearing something cute. The first part of their meeting would just be an audition to see if Jason’s friend would like her- which he had to repeatedly assure her he would. He had said to dress slutty but had not provided any further guidance.
The wardrobe had been another point of contention as she spent hours digging through the entirety of her closet. She had no idea what porn stars wore so she wracked her brain trying to think of everything she knew about sluts. Sluts showed off their ass-sets. Her breasts were a decent size but she knew they weren’t comparable to the giant melons so many porn stars seemed to have. While size was not on her side the soft curves and the rosebud nipples that gently rose from her soft pink areolas made up for it. For her top she chose what could only be loosely defined as a blouse. It was a made simple white material that only offered coverage to a middle band of her breasts. If she moved too much or reached for something they threatened to come out both ends of the skimpy fabric.
Even though her breasts may have left something to be desired, her firm round ass was near perfect. The symmetrical globes were glaringly obvious through even the most modest of clothing. Daphne landed on a pair of daisy duke denim shorts from her high school days. The shorts clung to her curves tighter than they had in the days of her youth but they still fit. They resembled a pair of denim underwear more than a pair of shorts.
The rough fabric rode up her ass as soon as he started walking around her bedroom. She made a few attempts to correct the fabric but eventually gave up. Sluts showed off their bodies and if she was going to get this job she needed to look slutty. Her mind tried to identify other women who were slutty so she could further emulate their look. Strippers were slutty. She remembered pictures of exotic dancers she had stumbled upon one late night on the internet. Each one wore tall heels that Daphne was sure to break an ankle in but she needed this job. She needed Jason’s friend to like her.
Makeup was less of a challenge as she had become rather adept at it during her teen years. She skillfully applied a deep purple eyeshadow and eyeliner. Her final addition to her eyes were a pair of heavy black minx lashes that made her blue eyes look darker and clouded. A layer of glittery clear gloss coated her lips and then she was done with her face. The only thing left was to curl her hair which took all of ten minutes. When she was done soft round curls hung in a halo around her shoulders bringing a strnaglely innocent element to her otherise sexy attire.
When she was done she approached the full length mirror hanging from her bedroom door. Daphne found herself almost unrecognizable in the unfamiliar slutty clothes and whorish makeup. She was not used to having this much of herself on display. Despite the foreign woman staring back at her in the mirror she had to admit that she looked hot. She looked like the type of women who she had seen in her high-shchool boyfriend’s search history when she snooped through his phone. With one last satisfied glance at her new appearance she left for the audition.
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Daphne followed her phone’s GPS to the shoot. When she arrived at the supposed destination she was in a crowded shopping center. The amount of people only made her nerves worse. She looked for the name Jason had given her and saw a sign for Davidson’s Limited and Co. It was connected to an ice-cream shop on the right side and a women’s apparel store on the left. The ice cream shop was painted bright colors and had a few families sitting outside. She felt a small pang of guilt for her lewd attire in such an innocent setting. By comparison the building was non-descript. There were no identifiers to the true business taking place within its walls. Pushing aside her better judgement Daphne made her way towards the entrance.
The glass doors of Davidson’s Limited opened to reveal a surprisingly lavish waiting room. It looked like it would have belonged in the white collar office of some respected CEO or Lawyer. She looked around again surprised at the seemingly expensive furnishings. The line of uniform chairs were all made from a dark cherry wood upholstered with green velvet cushions. Potted plants sat on either side of the door with pretty pink flowers in bloom. She shifted uncomfortably feeling out of place in her trashy attire.
A middle aged woman was sitting behind a desk carved from the same dark wood as the other furniture in the waiting room. The lines on her face that highlighted years of laughter which only added to her beauty. Her brown hair was highlighted with streaks of silver that shined in the dim lights. Daphne was surprised to see her white and tight fitting blouse was unbuttoned to reveal a large portion of her breasts. They were almost fully on display save the black lacy bra that only went as far as far as her nipples. That left her milky white titflesh in view along with the start on her pink areolas. The woman’s slutty outfit brought Daphne a little comfort after she managed to pull her eyes away from her massive breasts.
“Well aren’t you pretty.” The woman said as she smiled at Daphne with overlined pink lips. “Are you here for an audition?”
“Yes. My name is Daphne. A friend of mine called to schedule my audition.”
“Oh yeah! I remember Jason’s call about you. He is a huge help to out business.”
The woman’s words struck Daphne as odd but she didn’t have time to register it as a mound of paperwork was thrust in front of her. The woman started summarizing what each form entailed. Some made sense to Daphne while others seemed absurd but she signed them all anyways. A few titles stuck in her mind like the one naming her responsible for any and all birth control or another than gave the director full creative control over he appearance.
If she had read the documents closer she would have seen that she signed away almost all of her control during each scene. Words like “No” and “Stop” would hold no weight as soon as the cameras started rolling. Completely oblivious to anything not in bolded font she happily wrote her name in a cute little cursive font at the bottom of each page, simultaneously signing away the last of her rights. After she was done the woman filed the documents away along with a copy of her Drivers Lisence.
“Alright honey, go find a seat over in the waiting area. Mr. Davidson will be with you shortly.”
Daphne obeyed the woman and went to wait in the chairs. She found they were surprisingly comfortable as she sank into the soft cushions right away. It wasn’t long before a tall man in a polo shirt and khakis called her name.
“Daphne!” The man called out as he scanned the room.
“I’m here.” Daphne responded as she walked up to the man. He unabashedly looked her up and down, spending extra time as his eyes rolled over her breasts.
“Jason was right about you. Follow me this way I’ll show you to the back.”
Daphne followed him down a carpeted hallway into a bare room. It’s only furnishing were a plain wooden table, a camera on a tripod, and a brown leather couch that had clearly seen better days. Mr. Davidson ushered her into the room.
“I’m not sure if Jason told you but I’m Garrett. Today is just an audition so your film will only be sent out to a few of our producers and the director if you make the cut.”
“Okay.” Was all Daphne could think to say.
“We’re gonna start off slow. You’re gonna strip for the camera. Nice and slow letting it see every inch of that slutty little body. Then you are going to rub that pussy for me. Really get into it. I want you to finger yourself like it’s going to be your last orgasm on Earth.”
Daphne considered his words for a moment. She knew what she had come here to do but now faced with the prospect of actually doing it she was unsure of herself. His degrading comments almost flew by her as the adrenaline pumping through her veins limited her ability think. Her time was cut short as the camera’s small red light started blinking, indicating it was filming and Garrett called out “Action”. Daphne stared into the lens for a moment, unsure of her next move. Fuck it, she needed the money and this was the best opportunity to present itself yet.
She slowly stood up from the couch and did a slow spin. Shaking her ass as she turned, making sure it picked up all of her slutty outfit. For a few moments she was stuck on removing her top or bottoms first. Both options were unpleasant but she opted for the shirt. Bending over so her cleavage was on full display, she worked the top off of her body. The bra came off next and she turned again so her back was facing the camera as she undid the clasp. She went to undo her pants but Garrett stopped her.
“What’s the rush baby. Play with those titties a little. I want to see those udders bounce.”
Her face grew red at the suggestion. It didn’t help that the way he referred to her breasts caused a shameful wetness to form between her legs. She obeyed and cupped her breasts in her hands shaking them and pressing them together.
“Play with your nipples too slut.”
Daphne’s brain was still reeling from the shame of the situation and unable to form an intelligent response. This was a job interview and it was highly inappropriate for him to refer to her in that way but she couldn’t think hard enough to respond. The warmth between her thighs was only getting wetter as she twisted and pinched her now erect nipples.
By the time Garrett gave his approval for her to remove the daisy-duke shorts her lacy panties were soaked. She faced her ass towards the camera and heard him chuckle as they slid down to her ankles. With horror she realized her wetness had created a dark patch around the crotch of her panties. Showing off just how wet she was to be shown off on camera.
“Jason was right about you. You are a real slut.”
The words stung especially hearing that they had come from Jason. How could he not think she was a slut. After all she had let him film her coming apart around his fingers and then in the same sitting he’d come down her throat. It was more of a factual statement than an insult she decided.
“Alright slut sit on the couch. Let’s see you play with that pussy”
Daphne blushed a deep red again but she did as she was told. The worn leather of the couch was cool against her bare ass and she couldn’t help but wonder how many other girls had sat in the same spot. Doing the same thing she was about to do.
Daphne spread her legs showing off her now bare pussy to the camera and Garrett. She tried to look into the camera at first but it was too humiliating so she opted to close her eyes while focusing on pleasuring herself. At first she just played with her clit, teasing her entance with only her fingertips. Garrett was quick to correct her technique: “Come on slut. I saw how wet you were. You can do better than that.”
She listened and inserted a full finger into her soaked pussy. It was impossible not to moan as she finger fucked herself with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. With her eyes closed she could almost pretend she was at home in the privacy of her room but Garrett’s occasional jeers quickly pulled her from the fantasy. Her finger thrusts had grown erotic and her moans almost aninalistic when Garrett called out, “stop”.
She huffed as the beginning of her orgasm faded away. Garrett only returned her annoyed expression with a winning smile.
“You seem like you’re gonna be a good fit so far but there’s one more thing we need to check.”
“Just name it. I really need this job”, Daphne replied.
“I like to test run all of my girls firsthand. If you really want this job you’ll hold your legs back so I have open access to your fucktunnels.”
“I- ok.” Was the only thing Daphne said. She had already come this far. What was the point of backing out now? She followed his instructions, taking both of her legs in her arms so she was almost folded in half. Garrett approached her holding a smaller camcorder than the one mounted on the tripod. He wasted no time unzipping his pants and pulling out his already hard cock. The member was long and thick which made Daphne nervous. She still hadn’t really been penetrated since high school.
Garrett rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her drenched slit. He slapped the thick member against her clit which made Daphne let out a shocked gasp. Then she felt the tip pressing against her entrance. The head slid in easily as well as another inch of his cock but it stopped there.
“God you’re tight.” Garrett grunted from aboved her.
He pulled his cock out before ramming it back in at the same depth. Daphne screamed as her pussy burned from the massive intrusion. He continued the method of withdrawal and ramming himself back in until he was up to the hilt in her cunt. She wriggled and tried to free herself from the penetration but it only took his free hand wrapping around her neck to bring back the compliance. She almost completely forgot about the camera as she tried to work through the overwhelming pain and arousal coursing through her body. It wasn’t long before Garrett was pounding her cunt. Slamming his cock in and out of her so hard his balls made a slapping sound for each thrust. Daphne just took his cock, helpless to escape his penetration.
Garrett’s strokes grew rougher and more erratic and Daphne could tell he was close. She panicked as they had not discussed where he would be finishing. Even if she was on birth control, the man was still a stranger. It wasn’t up to her in the end as he filled up her pussy with ropes of hot semen. She gasped as the fluid filled her.
Garrett removed himself and made his way over to the camera to stop the recording. He then grabbed a towel and threw it to Daphne before leaving the room. She hurriedly wiped away the cum that was now dripping down her legs and redressed. When Garrett returned she opened her mouth to berate him for the creampie and his rougness. He thrust a thick envelope clearly holding cash into her hands, instantly silencing her protests. Opening it cautiously she flipped through the bills to see around $1000. Enough to make most of her rent for the month! This was the most income she had seen in a while and she wasn’t going to mess up now.
“Consider yourself hired. I’ll get back to you about when your first shoot will be”
So Daphne left. Garrett’s cum running down her thighs were a firm reminder of her transgressions but the stack of cash in her purse was ensuring she’d return for more.
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The camping trip that was suppose to be a weekend away from sharing her
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We had a whole month of sex parties and other sexual activities so when Anna said "Let's pack up the tent and get away for a weekend" I thought it was a brilliant idea. We always went to a secluded area which had a river by the side of it and because there was never anyone around we could be naked all the time.................................... Except this time.
We got there early pitched our tent stripped naked and went for a swim, although the water was cold it was really nice to be in there. As Anna lay on her back I slowly pulled her toward me and began to lich her pussy, it had been well used and abused in the last month but still it felt good as my tongue gently worked it's magic on her. Eventually she stood up, put her arms around my neck and lowered herself on my cock, there is something so sexy about having sex in water, and although I was only inside her for a short time it felt really good. We eventually went back to the tent, lit a fire then sat cuddled together and watched the flames before finally turning in and going to sleep without having sex.
In the morning we were disturbed by noise, the sound of other people close by, I stuck my head out of the tent to find 4 guys pitching a tent, closing the tent up again I woke Anna and told her she would need to wear clothes as we had others near us. "No fucking way" was her response, I wasn't sure if it was a reference to having people there or that she would have to wear clothes. The guys were making a lot of noise which was pissing her off to the point where she got up got out of the tent (NAKED) and yelled at them to quieten down, she then came back in. I asked her if they had seen her, she said maybe although the tree between us may have hidden her. She dressed, a pair of denim shorts that split her ass cheeks in two, a tiny top barely strong enough to hold her breasts in place and a pair of sneakers. She left the tent again and made her way to where the guys had pitched. She was gone for some time but came back smiling. She had asked the guys if they could keep an eye out while we went to the local town and picked up some supplies.
It was mid afternoon, when the whole idea of a restful weekend changed to one of pure lust. As we sat by the tent just enjoying a beer, the smell of a bar b q wafted our way, one of the guys came over and invited us to join them for a bite to eat. They were nice guys, just enjoying themselves.
"Anyone coming for a dip" Anna said pulling her top over her head and then lowering her shorts, the guys were speechless, as they stared at Anna totally naked. "OK let me put it another way joining me for a dip is the only way you lot are going to fuck me" I have never seen four guys get naked so quick in my life, I decided to stay on the bank pretty much because I was too high to move. It was all pretty innocent at first but then things got interesting, she was being passed around each one, putting her arms around their necks and kissing them deeply, one of them whispered to her and I saw her nod her head and then three guys grabbed her one on each leg and one holding her shoulders. The fourth guy then moved toward her lined himself up and pushed into her, I sat there watching my beautiful wife being taken by a guy who was young enough to be her son. She was 40 and he like the other were 20. He drilled her really well I could hear her cries from where I sat, it then became like a carousel each guy taking his place and fucking her she was loving it. When the last guy finished they carried her to the bank, lay down with her and began licking and kissing her body, taking it in turns to go down on her even turning her over so they eat her ass. She would look over at me and smile. When she had enough she got up and came over to me, squatted over me and lowered herself and began riding me, the guys gathered round us and she began to suck each of them. "Don't cum in my mouth cum on my body so he can clean me up" The he was me, when she said that I swear my cock got bigger, she carried on fucking me, the first guy took his cock out of her mouth and aimed it at her face, his cum flew out all over her face, some of it dripping on to mine, Anna bent forward and kissed me our faces getting soaked in his cum, as we kissed the second guy came which hit our mouths as we kissed, the third guy grabbed Anna by the hair, pulling her back off my face so he could shoot on her tits, the fourth guy took his cock out of her mouth, went behind her and pushed into her ass, I could feel his cock as he rode her damn he was good, When he was about to cum he pulled out but instead of cumming on her he came all over my face then ran his cock over my lips, I opened my mouth and sucked him in which sent Anna over the edge forcing her to cum and to squirt. She got off me just as I started to cum. I finished cleaning the fourth guys cock, then went to work cleaning Anna. Eventually we all went into water to clean up and me and Anna went back to our tent.
We had been asleep for a while, I woke up to find Anna had disappeared, I left the tent and walked over to the guys tent, sure enough there was Anna being fucked by the guys again, I smiled and went back to the tent, It was around 7 when she came into the tent, and fell asleep, I placed my hand on her pussy, it was full, it was wet "Please Johnny not now, I've just had them fucking me all night I just need to sleep right now" I put my arms around her and let her sleep, before going out and having a swim. The guys were packing up but came over to say goodbye and to tell me to thank Anna for making their camping trip special.
I decided to extend our stay so we could finally have some alone time.
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Library Rules [MF/f, 20s-40s, Free Use World, NSFW]
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Kristen found a table to her liking and sat down in the high backed wooden chair. The thick oaken table seemed to not care that a heavy book and her own body weight leaned upon it. She had been waiting to pull this book for her term paper. She had already let a week slip by when she could have started this paper. There were just so many things to do as a college freshmen. It was her first paper of college and she wanted to impress her professors. The book cover was finely decorated and built to last as its bold title declared its preeminence. “A Brief History of the Last Revolution.”
Kristen swept her chestnut hair to the side and took a deep breath, letting her perky c-cup breasts rise and fall to calm her excitement. Still she couldn’t shake her enthusiasm for the story of how the world came to embrace Free Use. Abundant clean energy, new inventions, elimination of almost every disease, beauty and sex appeal bred and engineered in every person, flying cars, and of course absolute world peace between every nation and people were achieved after Free Use was adopted.
“Who knew the secret to a better world was just getting some rocks off,” Kristen mentally laughed at her own thought. Now three hundred years later and society was reaching even higher heights. Kristen looked around at the rest of the library before she dove into her research. The high top table was full of students busily studying and the library aides down underneath, rhythmically bobbing their heads as they sucked cock or softly licking at dripping pussies. They all wore the typical library skirts, blouse, glasses, and hair pinned up. Kristen caught the sight of an aide stop bobbing her head while the cock her lips were sealed upon pulsed and undoubtably filled her mouth with its seed. A quick swallow and then gentle licks around the softening cock to clean it and harden it again.
“A good blowjob was more likely to help a student focus than any other strategy previously could produce. That must also have been a shock back in the day,” Kristen thought. Up near the desk one of the librarians was jerking a guy off while explaining something in their typical, overly careful whisper. Feeling her moment, Kristen opened to the first page and held her pen in her hand to take notes as she dove into the narrative.
She was lost and engrossed in the story of the first Free Use university. She barely registered that she was on her feet and leaned over the table while her chair was slid back. Conscious thought finally kicked in as she felt a pair of hands reaching up her skirt and groping her ass. It was a sensation she had felt many times before so she ignored it, not even looking back as her panties her peeled down her athletic ass and left around her ankles. She felt her pussy get rubbed a few times then felt the familiar push of a cockhead against her labia as her pussy eagerly accepted the stiff guest.
“This book must have me extra wet,” Kristen surmised as she read about the explosive growth of the first free use College. She felt a pair of hands place themselves on her hips as the guy using her prepared his grip. He pushed into her his whole length and Kristen’s eyes fluttered and rolled into the back of her head, as her lizard brain was overwhelmed by the sensation. She felt his hips softly press against her ass as the last of his cock was inside her. The last bit almost caused an audible huff from her. She turned her head and held the oak table with her hands but her hair prevented her from seeing who was behind her.
A whispered voice was just above her ear. “Sorry. You looked so cute eagerly studying that book that it distracted me from studying,” it said.
Kristen was about to answer and brush the hair from her eyes but the cock inside her was pulling back and hit her g-spot on its withdrawal, blanking her mind again for a moment. The cock was soon reinserted bumping that magical spot again. The guy using her had a big cock and it must have been shaped perfectly for her pussy or she was just so turned on and this was a new cock. Either way it was heavenly. It didn’t matter because she could barely think. Her fingers tried to grasp or dig into the table like sheets but to no avail. She desperately wanted to bite into a pillow but could only bite her lip. Every gentle bump of his hips against her ass sent her into sexual paradise.
The library had a strict no clapping asses rule and this guy clearly wasn’t going to cross the line. He simply kept his steady pace, of consistent thrusts. Kristen wanted to let herself go, to orgasm and scream out all the dirty words she was biting back but she didn’t want to get kicked out of the library. Every ounce of control she had was trying to hold back the feeling of warmth and pulsing pleasure radiating through her body from her wet sex.
Finally the dam broke.
“Hahhh!” came the small whimper from her mouth. A few heads turned but then quickly returned. The next thrust was worse.
“Ohh!” She gave a low moan before clapping a hand over her mouth. Her breach of library etiquette bringing a small bit of higher cortex function back to life. It was of no avail. The Librarian had heard both noises and now marched over with a scowl on her face. She gathered up Kristen hair and pulled her up to meet her eye while the cock slid in and out of her pussy unabated.
“Missy, if you can’t keep quiet, I’m going to have to gag you,” she fiercely whispered.
“So-so-sorry,” stuttered Kristen back as she bit her lip. The Librarian was still holding her up by the hair, pulling it, a favorite for Kristen. Still she tried to complete her apology as her G-spot continued to get smashed. “I wi-wi-will try to ahhh!” Kristen moaned. It was too hard to try and talk and hold back her need. The Librarian simply reached into her pocket and pulled out a gag. Not a simple ball gag but an eight inch dildo gag designed to get into Kristen’s throat.
Kristen wanted to open her mouth and submit to her punishment but couldn’t without letting out another moan. The Librarian soon forced it between her lips and into Kristen’s throat. She fastened the clasp behind Kristen’s head all the while the cock inside her continued penetrating her sweet pussy. The feeling of now being spit roasted pushed Kristen over the edge. Her cunt clamped down on the cock inside her and her extremities began to shake. She moaned on the cock gag in her mouth and it vibrated up her until her lips peeled back again and sound entered the library.
“Mmmmmpphhhhhaaa!” Kristen moaned around her intrusive gag. Her whole body shook and her senses went blank except for the waves of pleasure inside her.
“That’s it!” Declared the Librarian. She threw off her cardigan and pulled her dress up over her head in one swift motion, revealing her black leather domimatrix outfit that was previously perfectly hidden. Her large breasts hung freely as the straps crisscrossed her body until opening around her own cunt. Terror filled Kristen’s eyes as she was pulled by the hair off the wonderful cock that filled her. Her pussy repeatedly clenched around nothing as if desperate to find the lost source of pleasure.
“It’s the Silence Room for you,” the Librarian said. Kristen knew what that meant. It wouldn’t be silent for her. They would deny and deny you orgasms for hours, while making you wail and beg until you lost your voice. It was called the Silence Room because you could not hear in and they would work each girl over until she was silent.
“I’m going to put those hard little nipples in my new clamps, turn that ass red with my riding crop, and make you scream every sensation into my pussy,” the Librarian hissed. She started to pull Kristen towards the Silence Room when somebody ran up alongside her new dom.
“Hey, I didn’t get to finish and I have never seen the Silence Room before. I would love to see how the Library corrects disobedient sluts,” he asked.
The Librarian looked up and down the typical college boy and saw his hard and wet dick and had sympathy for him.
“Yeah, come on. You probably won’t last long though. You will see how I make her cunt quiver, spasm, and clench and then blow your load in 10 seconds.
“Oh, I don’t think so Ma’am,” he asserted quietly. “I’m on the track team and run the 2 mile. Every lap the other team gets 5 minutes to try and make us cum. If we cum, we are eliminated from the race. I am really good at resisting, building up a massive load, and still enjoy myself until the race is over and I can bathe one of our own girls in my jizz.”
“Oh then you might really get to enjoy many of the things I do to this slut,” the Librarian answered. “You should be able to feel each twist of the screw on the nipple clamps I will use all the way in her cunt.”
The track star nodded along. “That sounds like some excellent training,” he agreed.
Kristen caught sight of one of the library aides gathering up her stuff and placing the book in her backpack and scooting along to catch up as the Librarian pulled her by the hair in a new direction. With her book secure, the perfect cock in tow, and hours of fun ahead, Kristen couldn’t help her lips from curling into a smile around her dick gag as she was marched needy and leaking into the Silence Room. Hopefully, her procrastination wouldn’t set her too far behind.
Hope you enjoyed another tale of wanton fuckery. Leave a comment if you had fun.
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Wake Up Call
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The bright Sunday morning sun is blinding me as I opened my eyes. I turned to my side , and there you are, sound asleep. I watch your chest move up and down, listen to your breathing, even your soft snores are sexy. I feel your chest over your white t-shirt. You move a little but still asleep . I sit up so I can drink you with my eyes. You look so peaceful. And content. Considering last night’s “events”. I feel heat run all over my body. I want more. I want more of you. All of you. I move my eyes and hands from your chest to your stomach to your legs. I smiled. I really love those jelly fish printed boxer briefs you’re wearing . I know you wear them for me. You know I love them. The way they hug you and your thighs. I graze my hand on the most attractive bulge I’ve seen in my life. I felt you move and breathe heavy. I see your legs open wider. Hmmmm, I thought. Such a very nice offering this morning. I use both my hands to feel you.
“Nate..” I whisper, checking if you’re awake . I heard a soft mmmmm moan and I see your legs spread wider . Your eyes still shut. Hmmm someone wants to play a game. This is one of your lucky morning as I’m game too. My hands move to your inner thighs, massaging and squeezing them , drawing imaginary circles and ellipses and all sorts of doodles on your inner thighs. I hover on that “sweet spot” and blow warm air, moistening the fabric of your boxer briefs. I smile as I see the bulge grow. I plant tiny kisses while playfully scratching where I think the balls are. I see your back arch and hips move.
“Nate, are you awake babe? “ I ask again. You spread your legs even wider, breathing heavier than usual, eyes shut but there’s a tiny smirk on your sexy lips.
“Such a heavy sleeper.” I muttered. I playfully put my fingers on the band of your boxers and trace them back and forth. Inch by inch, sliding my fingers inside and stopping just over your pubic area. My fingers play with your hair. I love it. I feel you move again. This time your lips are not pursed together anymore. They’re slightly open. I lean over to give your mouth a little kiss … just on the side of your lips … teasing . I kiss your jaw, your neck, my hands now under the shirt. I position myself between your legs. My knees barely touching your inner thighs. I see you grow more and more . This sight turn me on a lot. I love watching you grow because of my touch. It gives me pleasure knowing I can do that to you. I give your chest a squeeze, circling your nipples and flick and twirl them between my fingers. I hear you moan again.
Gently, I pull your boxers down just enough to free you. Mmmm… the sound it makes when it hits your belly is music to my ears. I lick it from the base , to the shaft , to the frenulum, to the glans and the tip. It throbs and twitches . Very attractive . The best looking penis I’ve ever seen. And it’s MINE.
“Nate, are you awake baby?” I teasingly ask again. I see you smile. Left a moan out. But eyes still shot, this time your hands behind your head. Such a very relaxed position you have. I know you want me to, I hold it with one hand, lower my head and wrap my lips around your head. Suck and squeeze and inch by inch take you all in my mouth until it touches the walls of my throat. I look up at you, your eyes open, watching intently as you hold your breath. I know you couldn’t resist that. I bob my head back and forth occasionally gagging, making a sloppy mess. My hands alternately stroking your shaft and massaging your balls. I push your perineum up with my knuckles and trace your anus with my fingers playing on the skin just around it. I withdrew my mouth from your cock and planted tiny kisses on your balls. Lick and twirl my tongue over them and put them inside my mouth . I suck them gently while my hands play with your shaft and head. I twirl my fingers on your tip, massage and tug your frenulum. I hear your grunts and moans and those noises turn me on so much. I feel myself soaked but this is all about you .
“Babe…” you say, “now sit on my face. Let me take care of MY PUSSY.” I swear, that is like orgasm to my ears. I take my thongs off , left them hanging on my left ankle while I sit on your face. “This is mine.” You say.
I hold on to your erect cock , kiss the tip and say . “This is mine. Now eat me while I suck your soul out.”
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My hot Italian fling brought a friend over the second time we met [FMM]
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I matched with this hot Italian guy on a dating app and for our first date, he picked me up in his motorcycle and brought me to a nice bar with live music. He was giving me the full boyfriend experience, holding my hand, dancing with me, caressing my curves, and telling me I’m sexy and beautiful. We ended up at his place and I quickly realized he likes it rough, he is dominant and wants to use me for his pleasure. I started giving him a blowjob but he quickly proceeded to fuck my throat, I was choking on his thick, massive cock and it was sloppy as hell. He enjoyed watching me choke and struggle. He then started fingering me while eating me out. This guy knows what to do with his tongue, I scream and moan because it felt so damn good I didn’t want it to ever stop.
I was dripping wet at this point and just wanted him to be in me. I told him to fuck me already. But he said he won’t unless I beg him to fuck me. I did, and it was one of the best sex of my life. This man fucked me so good I still get wet thinking about that first fuck.
Two days later, he said he wanted to come over with his friend who also wants me. I thought he was kidding because I’ve never met any of his friends. But I agreed anyway. There was a knock on my door, and as soon as I opened it, he grabbed my hair and pushed me down to my knees and he pulled his cock out and shoved it in my mouth. Behind him was this other hot Italian guy who’s watching all of this go down. I gave him a nice welcome blowjob and stood up. As soon as I did, his friend held me and kissed me and grabbed my ass and my tits. His friend carried me to my bedroom where they undressed me completely. My fling bent me over and he ate my pussy from behind while I suck his friend’s thick cock. I didn’t even think about what was going on. A part of me enjoys being a slut and being used by these two hot Italian guys. My mind was everywhere, enjoying the pleasure of being eaten out while sucking a hot guy’s cock. I was in heaven.
My fling then turned me over, wanted to be the one to fuck me first, missionary. His friend just watching. It was so hot and I was having the best time. His friend then made me go on top of him, and my fling was behind me, they were both inside me before I even realized. It felt like nothing I have ever felt before. It was amazing, and I was moaning so loud. They both came on my tits and we ended the night with drinks and a movie. Now it seems like now they want to see me separately. Good times.
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My Cocktease Wife’s Deal Gets Out of Hand [All are 18+][Straight][Tease and Denial][Chastity][MFF Threesome][Sisters]
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It was a Saturday evening, and we were watching a romantic film again. As a man I was feeling a little bored and my wife Sadie noticed. She giggled and paused the movie. “Since you’re so bored, why don’t I make it interesting for you?” She unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, stroking it fast right from the beginning. I got hard in seconds, feeling her skilled fingers working my meat. “Now honey, you can’t cum during the movie, ok? I want to see the ending, so don’t cum.”
I grumbled and agreed, focusing on not going over the edge, despite her amazing hand not slowing down much as she watched on. After ten minutes I was throbbing hard, and she glanced over with a smirk. “No cumming dear!” she evilly teased, flicking my bouncing erection with a finger. With her other hand she started rubbing her pussy over her wet panties, and continued stroking my dick mercilessly.
Just as I was about to bust hard, she let my dick go, as the movie had finally ended. She might have guessed from my rough breathing as well. She turned on the light and smiled as she saw my denied cock throbbing and ready to explode. “Honey I know you like to cum quick, but maybe we should practice so you can hold your cum longer? Are you up for more teasing?”
I felt humiliated, being practically called a premature ejaculator by my wife, but I proudly said, “Yeah, I can take more, I’m not that quick, you know!”
She giggled evilly, like she could already see what her plan would be for my cock. She put on some porn and she lubed my still hard cock up, and starting jerking it while playing with herself again, this time pulling her panties to the side. She heard my rough breathing and stared at me, trying to get me to admit I was about to cum again. Stubborn and proud, I wouldn’t, so I struggled with gritted teeth as she evilly turned up the tempo and gripped my cock a bit harder. I groaned and had to beg her to stop or I’d explode like a nuke. She laughed and stopped, giving my cock a slap for good measure, which casual touch so nearly made me cum. I felt so humiliated how she had won so easily.
“You see dear? You nearly came in only 3 minutes, and I was barely trying! We need to do this for a whole week to train you, ok? Just think how amazing it would be if you could fuck me for half an hour!”
I agreed, realising she was right about my low stamina. Ever since we started dating she enjoyed seeing me cum in her hands, although I had never considered that she wanted me to fuck her until she came as well. “I can do this!” I declared confidently, making a fist.
“We’ll see!” she said slyly, grinning.
The weekend passed and two days went by. She wore provocative outfits at home to tease me, and gave me clothed lapdances, grinding on my throbbing cock, and telling me how much she wanted me to cum deep in her wet pussy. She edged me so hard I was close to orgasming every session, but she was so skilled she always backed off when she pushed me to the edge. The next day she started wearing only pasties and a thong indoors, and started gripping my balls so she could edge me harder without me squirting cum too quickly. She was cruel, and she tortured my cock and milked it until it was flowing rivers of precum even before she started jerking my throbbing , denied cock. After a day she started going around the house completely nude, and rubbing her body, especially her rock hard nipples, against me while edging me for hour over hour. At last we got to the weekend again, and she gave my poor tortured cock a rest. She put ice on my cock until it shrank down, and produced a small chastity cage. “Now honey, I will lock your cock up, so you won’t accidentally jerk it off while we have guests, ok? I’ve teased you so cruelly that I don’t know if you can stand denying the urge by yourself. So I will lock your cock up and keep the key around my neck on a chain. My sister is coming to visit this weekend, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to let you cum.”
This news hit me like a brick wall. I knew she had invited her sister on purpose to extend our deal, and I felt betrayed, although it was strangely hot thinking about how horny I’d be around another woman, and having to hide the fact. The cage fit tightly around my fully balls and veiny cock. By the time she locked me up the ice was wearing off and I was getting hard from seeing my naked wife again, throbbing in my restrictive cage. It felt so hot and torturous simultaneously, and my wife enjoyed how I bulged out of the cage. She teasingly poked the skin poking out and laughed.
We both got fully dressed and her sister arrived. It was quite warm so she wasn’t wearing a lot, and even the simple cleavage she sported got me throbbing hard in my cage. I greeted her awkward, as my wife eyed me evilly, sensing I was ogling her sister’s hot body. They both had big tits, wide hips, and amazing round asses. My sister in law Sandra had always felt comfortable around me, and didn’t care about going around the house in her underwear when I was around. I knew this annoyed my wife, but I suspected she’d use that against me now, as yet another way to torture my denied cock.
I went to my bedroom to read, to put my mind on other things than my wife and sister in law talking in the living room with way too little on for comfort. But even as I read my book, not even remotely sexual, I began imaging a threesome with my wife and her sister. I started throbbing so hard in my cage I had to stand up and walk it off. I sneaked out to see what the girls were doing. I couldn’t see them any more. It had gone quiet.
I searched the house, but even the bathroom was empty, so I checked the yard. My cock panged with painful erection-bulges when I saw my wife and Sandra sun-tanning topless in our backyard, without a care about me seeing them. Sandra had slightly bigger tits than my wife, and had big light brown areolas that got me so horny. Sandra saw me in the doorway and giggled. “Oh boy, Sadie, your husband is staring at me with the HORNIEST look I’ve ever seen! I guess he likes my big tits!”
I realised that they both were sporting cameltoes, and they pussy lips were all but visible. I nearly drooled as I fell into a trance staring at those amazing sexy bodies. Sandra laughed loudly as her sister had to lead me away for staring too much at her. She took me to our bedroom and pulled my shorts down. “Wow honey, you’re throbbing so hard I can see it bounce! It’s bulging out so far! And your balls feel so incredibly full! You really enjoyed seeing Sandra’s tits, huh? I always knew she was a cocktease, but damn! Just to remind you who your wife is, I’ll treat you.”
She began giving me an over-the-cage blowjob, and it was the most erotic thing we’d ever done. She looked up at me with her gorgeous seductive eyes and that alone nearly made me explode in her mouth. She let the saliva trail from her luscious tongue as she popped it out of her mouth and giggled. “Aren’t you glad to see my sister now?”
The rest of the day had more cockteasing from both my wife and her sexy sister, and then we sat down to eat dinner. As Sadie went to get the casserole, Sandra slyly slid her foot up to my crotch, and gasped as she felt the cage over my bulging cock. Then she smirked in surprise and whispered, “I see my sis has locked up our ‘big boy’ huh? Well, I already guessed as much, considering I never saw much of a bulge from you earlier, when you were eating my body up with your eyes!”
I guessed that my wife had sweetly told her sister about my generous endowment, which was probably the reason why she had become such naughty cocktease. As my wife served the food, Sandra began to rub my caged cock with her supple foot, and she found the parts of my cock which bulged out to focus on. I struggled hard not to gasp and groan in tortured pleasure as I was practically receiving a footjob in front of my wife. I had never gotten a footjob before so I was super turned on. I noticed that Sandra wasn’t wearing a bra under her crop top and I could see her hard nipples poking out under it.
My wife may have realised something funny was going on, but she didn’t accuse her sister of anything, just simply asked to speak with her in private after dinner. They went into the bedroom together, and eventually I gave up waiting and put on a movie I knew had no sex scenes in it. After some minutes I thought I heard Sandra, but couldn’t make out if she was saying something.
After an hour they emerged, and Sandra walked stiffly to the sofa and gingerly sat down, silently seeing what the movie was. My wife loudly thumped a pile of bedding on the couch for Sandra and we said goodnight. “What was that about?” I asked as we got to our bedroom. “Don’t ask” she said in a surly tone. “I would tell you to fuck me, but since you can’t do that you’ll just have to lick my pussy.”
I was getting really tired of being denied, but decided to wait until Sandra was gone to bring it up. I licked and sucked Sadie’s pussy until she came hard in my mouth, which made me throb intensely. The she rolled over and went to sleep. I however was still throbbing and couldn’t nod off, so I crept out to get a night snack.
It was dark but the TV was on so I crept over to see if Sandra was watching something. I realised in aroused horror that she was watching porn on the laptop she had brought. She was aggressively rubbing her pussy facing away from me, moaning softly and whispering FUCK ME FUCK ME!
I saw that the porn she was masturbating to was of a hung guy pussy-fucking a big titted girl, and I noticed how similar the models looked to her and I, in particular her big tits and my big cock. This turned me on so much, thinking that she got wet imagining my hard cock deep in her pussy. She heard my scuffle and stifled a shriek as she covered up and turned around.
However, when she saw me, her expression changed and she smirked. “Too bad you’re all locked up. I REALLY wanna see that big cock in full glory!” she teased, showing me her tits and rock hard nipples. She wasn’t wearing panties and I could peek at her pussy, making me throb again in my cage.
“If you weren’t locked away I would suck your cock so good right now! You’d bust in ten seconds! And yeah, I know about your little ‘bet’ with Sadie about being able to last a whole week without cumming. To be honest, I just think that bitch has a sadistic streak and loves to blueball you. I would NEVER deny you from cumming, I would make you cum OVER and OVER again! And if you don’t believe me, you know that hour we spent ‘talking’ in your bedroom? She was actually punishing me for being such a cocktease. We have an ongoing deal that if one of us wrongs the other, the wronged girl has the right to use our big strap-on and destroy the other’s ass. She fucked my ass so hard tonight, but secretly I’ve started enjoying it and actually came on that fat dildo, although I disguised it as pain. I could tell she was into it when she thought I was in pain. She pushed that huge dildo deep inside my ass, and pinched my nipples hard. Well joke’s on her, cause I’m a massively submissive slut!”
Sandra then pulled down my pants and stared adoringly at my caged cock bulging out. Then she reached under and began sucking my extremely full balls, making me gasp. She stuffed both of my big fat balls in her mouth and sucked hard, making it extremely pleasurable for me. She brought me to the edge but then popped them out of her mouth and giggled.
“Sorry honey, I can’t let you cum. Despite my sis being a bitch I agreed to be part of this deal you have with her. And I suspect that she only let me come be a cocktease because you were in chastity. Otherwise she knew I’d suck your big cock the first chance I’d get! No, she only invited me to be a cocktease to you, since she noticed how much you stare at my body! But let’s have this chance, and you can suck my pussy – I’m so incredibly horny right now, I just need your mouth on my wet pussy! Please? I promise I’ll make it up to your in the future, big boy!”
I eagerly agreed and sucked her soaked pussy hard so she squirted in minutes. I said goodnight and went to wash my face. Finally I fell asleep and for once forgot about my imprisoned cock.
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I woke up hearing the girls arguing. As I stumbled out with a foggy brain, I heard Sandra say:
“It isn’t fair to keep him locked up for so long! It’s cruel!”
“You just want to steal his big cock from me!” Sadie came back.
“So what if I do? Can’t we share? It’s big enough for both of us!”
“No it isn’t! Your fat slutty ass will swallow it up! And he’s MINE I don’t have to share with any slut, even if she’s my sister!”
This continued for a while until they realised I had entered the room. They both stopping yelling immediately, and we all looked at each other silently, trying to figure out how to solve this awkward problem. “We didn’t cheat on you” I said simply.
Sadie’s anger flared up and she hissed “You ate her out!”
I realised that Sandra had brought that up in their argument as a point of pride, that she had seduced me. “But I wouldn’t have had sex with her!” I demanded.
“Oh please, you’re so horny you’d let your own mother jerk you off if you weren’t locked up!”
I was ashamed to find that she was right, but Sandra only smirked.
I was determined to make things right, so I said to my wife, “Why don’t we give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had, a threesome with Sandra using that strapon she told me about. Once when you were drunk you mentioned wanting a threesome. I thought you were joking but maybe now you can have your fantasy.”
“I’m not taking that monster up my ass again!” she said vehemently.
Sandra caught on and said, “No, I’d use that huge strapon on your pussy, and ‘big boy’ would fuck your ass. He’s big, but not nearly as big as that ‘horse cock’.
As my wife thought about it, she started blushing. “I….guess I would like that” she admitted finally.
We all got ready, and I was finally unlocked from my chastity. It felt so good to be free, but the girls weren’t ready to start yet.
“We’re going to have to make you cum” my wife said. “Otherwise you’ll cum in seconds!”
“We want you to cum ALL OVER our faces!” Sandra exclaimed excitedly. “My sis needs her first facial, the prude!”
My cock instantly got hard as they said that, and they giggled, once again friends.
They pressed their pretty faces together for the cumload as they looked up at me as I stroked my throbbing cock for them. I groaned as they began rubbing their pussies in unison, and I exploded all over their faces, the cumload being so huge it totally covered them both. They gasped in orgasmic pleasure, being used so hotly as sluts by me. Then they cum-kissed for my benefit, and cleaned off each other’s faces by swallowing the cum.
By the time they were cleaned up I was totally hard again, and I licked my wife’s pussy to warm her up for the huge strapon. Eventually we started penetrating her slowly, and this was actually the first time she’d let me do anal, but it wasn’t way too tight, since apparently her sister had fucked her ass once before. As Sadie became more aroused we started fucking her harder, and we started building up for an intensely orgasmic crescendo. I was lying down and pumping and stabilising her ass as her sister pinned her legs back and thrust hard and deep into her sister’s soaked pussy.
My wife came so hard her legs shuddered, but we didn’t stop fucking her holes. We mercilessly fucked her as she came over and over again. I came several times time inside her ass, but didn’t pull out and kept fucking until I got fully hard again. Finally, after an hour of pounding her pussy and ass, we all had one last mind-breaking orgasm. Even Sandra came from using the huge strapon on her sister, stretching her pussy out.
As the two dicks slopped out of her, the two girls kissed and giggled at me. They realised how fun threesomes were, and Sandra wanted to try being on bottom.
“I’ll have to visit soon again” Sandra said naughtily, pinching her hard nipples.
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Forcing Him to Watch, Her Perspective. - Part 1 [Long][FMM][40-50s][cuckold][bi][blackmail][cheat][cons nc][Fdom][light humil][creampie][cum eating][NSFW]
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This is the same story as 'Forced To Watch', but from the wife's perspective...
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It's confirmed. I found the text evidence on his phone, followed him to a 'work dinner', and saw him kissing her. Her, his secretary. Cute, mid-20s, whore.
I'm unsure what I wanted to do with this information, Jeff and I have been married for 20 years. Do I show him out, file for a divorce, and start the next chapter of my life as a 52-year-old divorcee? That does not sound appealing. Why would he cheat, now? after all these years? Is she that good of a lay?
Our own sex has been, meh, nothing to write about, and getting more and more infrequent. Now, I guess I know why.
What does she have that I don't have other than youth? I work hard to keep myself in shape. I run, I work out, I play tennis. I even had a boob job years ago to stay attractive to him, and, if I am honest with myself, for the attention I would get from other men.
Our sex life even before, in the earlier days, was what I would describe as, well vanilla. We'd have sex once or twice a week, sometimes more, usually less. I thought we were fine with that, I thought it would be enough. I sighed as I looked down at my wedding ring. What do I want? I thought. Do I want a divorce? Does Jeff?
The pain, the betrayal, hurts every day, as I imagine them together. My husband doing things to her that he is not doing to me. Making her feel special, loved, and exciting. The way he used to make me feel. It makes me want to vomit, cry, and scream all at the same time. I went to the fridge and poured myself a glass of wine.
What do I want, really, I thought. Do I still love Jeff? Yes..even after this betrayal. Do I want him back? Yes, twenty years is hard to throw away, and we really do get along well. My mind circles back to an imagined image of them, together. Why then is he having an affair? Fucking another woman? Am I not enough? I know there are things that we disagree on when it comes to sex. I love it when he goes down on me, but I don't really enjoy going down on him. It's a constant battle between us, and can get ugly sometimes.
Uugh. Ok, I know three things, 1) I want to stay with Jeff, 2) I want him to want me again like he does his little whore, and 3) I need to get even with him before any of that can happen. Yes, the last bit sounds petty, even in my own head, but I know myself, I am an eye for an eye type of person. The sides of the scale need to be even for me to move on.
Now, I need a plan, a way to have all three if executed well, I thought as I finished the wine.
Two weeks later, I finally have the outline of a plan. I almost threw it all away last week, when Jeff missed my birthday, for a 'last minute work function', which I know was really spending time with her, that bitch. That did throw a slightly more malicious bend to my plans, I'm not gonna lie. My plan hinged on the attention I started receiving at the gym when I began to dress a bit, well, sluttier than I usually do. The plan started to form when a man, Mike, offered to spot me while I was using the bench press. As I lay there, struggling for my last rep, Mike standing just behind my head, I could clearly see the outline of his huge penis in his shorts. Holy shit.
As the bar slammed into the rack with a clunk, I looked down, to see my breasts pushing the fabric of my top out, my nipples hard from the effort, well maybe that was what had excited Mike. I decided to strike up a conversation with him. We chatted about working out, his recent move to town, and good places to eat and hike. Did I mention Mike was huge all over? He told me he was 6'5". That made him almost a foot taller than I am. It felt like a lot more when I stood next to him talking. He had an impressive body, obviously taking great care of himself over the years. As we talked, he mentioned he was a few years younger than I.
Mike asked me if I wanted to grab a coffee or dinner sometime. Looking down at my right hand, I realized I had taken my wedding ring off to work out, "Oh, Mike, I'm sorry, I don't want to lead you on, but I'm married. Well, actually, my husband is a dick, and having an affair, but still married", I said.
"Well, if that changes, or you want someone to talk to or help you take your mind off of it, I'm available," he said with a sly grin.
The outline of my plan snapped into place. "Well, Mike, I have a proposal for you, it's going to sound really weird, and if you are not interested, saying no is fine." I started talking, "let's go grab that drink so I can fill you in on what I am looking for"
Now, two weeks later, it was in play. I had just hung up the phone with my husband, yelling at him about his affair with that bitch. I asked him if he wanted to stay together, and he said yes. Well, at least I know the answer, now for the other three criteria, 1) ending the affair, 2) my revenge, and 3) (I did not tell him this one) I want him to want me like he does his admin whore. Jeff was not to come home until after 9 pm, so I could 'think'. In reality, Mike was coming over at 8 and my plan would begin.
Mike showed up promptly at 8. We had gotten to know each other better over the past two weeks, not quite an affair, but a solid new friendship. Mike had even suggested we both get tested for STDs (yuck), so we could go bareback if I wanted. I consented, it was a great idea. So we did, and were clean, solving an issue I didn’t even know to think about after so many monogamous years. I loved his thoughtfulness. If this doesn't work out with my husband, then maybe I would pursue something more with Mike, time will tell. The sexual tension between us was significant, although we hadn't let it go anywhere yet. That was going to change tonight.
"Oh god, Mike, I'm so nervous. I'm glad you are willing to do this with me, help me decide." I said.
"No problem, Rebecca. Either way, I get to have sex with a beautiful woman, and maybe it becomes more." he replied.
"I have something here to help", and he pulled out a weed gummy for me, "take this", he said, "it will both help relax you, and make the evening feel better, trust me."
I hadn't had pot since college, but I do remember how insanely horny it made me. "ok, I trust you" I said, shyly as I gulped it down. No turning back.
"Make yourself at home, there is beer in the fridge, and an open bottle of red on the counter. I need to go get ready. I'll call you in a few minutes.", I said over my shoulder as I climbed the stairs.
In my bedroom, I set everything up as I had planned. Candles lit everywhere, lights dimmed, clean sheets artfully turned down, pillows fluffed. A video camera on the dresser (part of my plan).
Now, I just needed to get ready. I stripped out of my clothes, taking a quick shower. Still marveling at how the hot water let run over my now bare pussy. I had decided to go full Brazilian, something I had never done before. Today seemed like the time to pull out all the stops, and try new things, so....
After finishing my shower, I blew dry my shoulder-length hair, put on my sluttiest looking makeup, and pulled on the sheer, see-through bra and panty set my husband had bought for me last Christmas. I took one last look at my ass as I passed the bathroom mirror, Wow, I did look good, and the gummy was kicking in. I started to feel excited, I could feel myself getting wet.
"Mike, you can come up now! and bring the wine up, I need a refill", I yelled down the stairs.
As Mike entered the bedroom, his eyes locked on mine, and slowly swept down my body. He let out a slow whistle, and a smile graced his face as he saw me in my bra and panties.
"You look amazing," he said. "I'm really going to enjoy this tonight, no matter how it ends up. You're beautiful."
"How do you want me to play this with your husband?" Mike asked.
"How do you mean?" I replied"
"Well, I can be intimidating, or act like your lover, be controlling, humiliate him, or be mostly silent. What do you think would work best for your plans? he said.
"I like intimidating, make him feel small, insignificant like he has made me feel these past few weeks, but not too humiliating unless you see me going there, in control, yes, and if you could, act like you are really into me? Make him really jealous if you can?" I asked shyly.
"Oh, I can do that. Intimidating, controlling, and imposing it is. There will be no hiding that I am into you, so that will not be an issue, you are magnificent." Mike intoned.
"Come here, let's warm up a bit before he gets home", Mike murmured. I walked over to him, and Mike reached down and took me into his embrace, giving me a soft, tentative first kiss. His lips felt fantastic, and my god was he big. His arms completely engulfed my body and made me tingle with the feeling of such a massive man pulling me into him. We continued to kiss for several minutes, his slight stubble rough against my face, his huge hands on my back, sliding down to my ass. the combination of the wine, gummy, and anticipation had me starting to melt. I could feel his erection start to press into my belly. My husband better get home soon, or this might not go according to plan. My pussy was already dripping from the excitement.
I heard the front door close, and heard Jeff working his way down the hall. Mike heard it too, and grabbed my hand, while putting his huge outstretched hand on the door frame, blocking entry.
As we wiped the grins off our faces, the door opened, revealing my husband standing there with his jaw hanging open.
"Jeff, I would like you to meet my new friend, Mike. He and I have been chatting at the gym these past couple of weeks, and I thought he could help me with our situation. Now before you get angry, remember what you’ve done, and what I told you. If you want any chance to stay together, I need to get closure, and that means getting even. Mike has agreed to help with that"
I could almost see the wheels spinning in my husband's brain. His mouth opened and closed a few times as he processed the scene, his eyes drifting down my body to my hand, and then up to Mike's face.
"Jeff, Rebecca has explained your affair with your secretary and asked me to be a safe outlet for her rage. If this is going to be a problem, that's between you two.", Mike growled. He was doing great with the intimidation.
"It's not going to be a problem is it Jeff? " I cooed. "if you want to get back together again, that is".
Jeff continued to stare at Mike, taking in his intimidating stature. Finally, in a low voice, he asked, "Do you want me to leave?"
"Of course not. That wouldn't give me payback for what you’ve done. For the past few weeks, I’ve had to imagine you fucking her every day, and I think that’s worse than anything I could do to you. This is the way I plan to get parity with your indiscretion, and closure for me. I put a chair in the corner, go sit there until I tell you otherwise", I said in my most commanding voice.
Mike removed his arm from the door frame and allowed him to enter. My husband walked over to the chair I had placed in the corner, facing the bed, and framed it perfectly for my video camera and sat down. I don't think I had ever seen him look so defeated before. I'm not gonna lie, I was enjoying this way more than I should.
'Now, Jeff. My payback is you are going to sit there, and watch Mike and I have sex, no, you are going to watch us fuck, so you can see and feel what it is like to learn your spouse has been enjoying someone else. If you get out of the chair, do anything to stop us, or take your eyes off us at any time, you and I are over, do you understand?" I stated. He nodded pathetically. “This is your last chance. After this minute, there is no turning back. You can call this all off, and we will divorce, or you can sit there and watch Mike and I enjoy each other. Which is it?” I said. “And no simple yes or no, I want you to be specific so there is no misunderstanding”. I demanded.
"I'll watch, and do what you tell me. I want us to stay together", my husband said in a whisper almost too quiet to hear.
If he looked defeated before, now, after hearing what was going to happen, he looked completely crushed, good, that's what I wanted. Now I just needed to have the courage to see this through.
With my husband's eyes now locked on me, I turned to Mike, stood on my toes, and kissed him again. I turned my head to look at Jeff again, and said "Remember, this is what you want. This is your doing, I'm just getting my fair share". I could see Mike out of the corner of my eye, start to smile, and say “Are you ready, Jeff?". My husband nodded, as he continued, "Good. Now I am going to fuck your wife, and you will watch me do it.”
The power with which Mike said those words made my excitement start to peak, my pussy was so wet, I could feel the wetness start to drip down my thighs. Oh my god, the excitement is killing me.
I could feel Mike's strong hand slide down from the back of my head, towards my breast, His fingers sliding over the sheer fabric of my bra. He stopped and gave my hard nipple a tweak between his strong fingers, not enough to hurt, but enough to let me know who was in control. A moan escaped my lips, as my body arched to push my nipple towards him.
His hands continued their journey down my body, sliding across my flat tummy, over my sheer thong panties, gliding lightly over my hard clit, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I pushed my pussy against his hand, wanting more. I wanted him to touch me more, I wanted him to fuck me, I wanted him to make me cum, I wanted him to do everything. I almost forgot my husband was in the corner watching. Mike slid his hand into my panties, and slid one of his large fingers between the folds of my pussy, rubbing my clit. Waves of ecstasy began to pulse through me. He suddenly withdrew his hand, and in one swift motion yanked my panties to the floor.
I could see my husband notice my bare pussy, the confusion there. Score! not only does it feel amazing bare, but seeing him process that I did it for Mike was priceless. He actually licked his lips while his eyes were glued to my dripping slit.
I pushed back from Mike and turned to look him in the eyes again, “Mike, this is the first time I have been naked in front of a man besides my husband in more than 20 years, I hope I’m not a disappointment” I whispered loud enough for my husband to hear.
“You look amazing. Any twenty-year-old can look good naked, but you’ve put a lot of effort and hard work into your body. I've watched you at the gym, and it shows. That is the definition of sexy to me. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t value you as much as he should” Mike expressed, looking directly at Jeff.
Oh, god. I didn't realize how much I needed to hear those words. Mike knows more about what buttons to push on me in 3 weeks than my husband has learned in 20 years. I have worked really hard to stay in shape, not only for me but for my husband. I wanted to always look good for him. Now, I wanted to look good for Mike.
“But, I d…” Jeff started, “Shut. Up.” Mike and I said in unison, “You don’t talk unless we ask you a question, do you understand?” I said as Jeff nodded. “This is my time, for me, not for you to tell me things that are obviously not true. If I want your opinion, I will ask. Another outburst and this is over, and so are we”, I said forcefully.
“Since I’m naked, and you’ll be the first new naked man I have seen in a long time, I want to look at every inch of you,” I said to Mike with a wink. I turned back to Mike and gripped his shirt, slowly pulling it over his torso and head, standing on my toes with my arms stretched tall to get it all the way off. He was a tall man, where does he buy clothes? I thought. Focus Rebecca. Focus.
Wow, Mike was impressive. I had seen him workout, but never without a shirt, and mmmmm...momma likes. Just the right amount of chest hair, well-defined but not overly bulky, that vein down his bicep that drives me wild. A dark line of hair ran from his belly button to...oh my god. As my eyes drifted lower, I could see the outline of his huge...no massive, cock straining against the fabric of his boxers. What have I gotten myself into? I took a step back to take in the view, wow. just wow.
“Wow, the gym gossip was true," I said, unable to keep the grin off of my face.
I slowly ran my fingers along the band of his boxers, from the side of his waist where that cute muscle stuck out, toward that line of curly fuzz leading down to his dick, I slipped my fingers inside the band, pulled the front out and slid them down, freeing his impressive manhood.
I was speechless, his cock was beautiful, it was the biggest dick I had ever seen, in porn or real life. I have never been a 'size matters girl', but this was a work of art. I was fascinated. I stepped forward again and reached out, wrapping my hands around the shaft. I stacked my hands on top of each other to cover as much of his dick as I could. I also wanted to measure my hands later, I just had to know the real size of this thing. For science...Focus...I was shocked to feel that my fingers couldn't wrap the whole way around his shaft. Amazing.
I was amazed, intrigued, turned on, and scared of this thing. That's so huge, it's gotta hurt. I hope it doesn't hurt, I want my revenge to be sweet, not painful..snapping back from my thoughts, I slowly stroked it up and down.
"Mike, you have the biggest cock I have ever seen or felt. It's amazing. Hard, velvety, and huge, all at the same time", I told him.
As I stroked him, I noticed that his skin pulled up over the head, oh, foreskin. He isn't circumcised, another first for me.
“Oooh, my first uncut cock also. Since this is the first one besides my husband’s I have seen in over 20 years, I want to get a closer look” I said as I dropped to my knees to worship this thing. I studied every inch of it, every bulging vein, his huge balls, the tightly trimmed curly black hairs on his flat stomach, and his scrotum.
“God, it’s magnificent. I never thought it would matter to me, but this is so exciting. It’s like a new toy. Mike, you are going to have to be gentle with me. I’ve never had something this size before, so you will need to take it slow at first.” I said with audible awe in my voice.
“Don’t worry kitten, I have plenty of practice helping women accommodate my size. From now on, you will always think of me, our time together, and how my dick makes you feel. I’m who you will picture when you masturbate, when you fuck your husband, and in your dreams” Mike said with a knowing smile as he looked her in the eyes. His confidence and words seemed to make her inhibitions melt away.
Oh, that was a nice add. The pet name, the 'my image will be in your head forever'...perfect. Mike you're doing well...
I turned my head to look at my husband, sitting slumped in the chair, "Jeff, I can't wait to feel this huge dick inside me, I’ve never wanted something so badly in my life. How does that feel, to know your wife lusts for another man so deeply she is dripping wet in anticipation? Is this how you feel with what’s her name?". I said with as much venom as I could.
The emotions I could see flirting across his face were worth every minute of planning I had done. Wondering if this all was starting to have the intended effect, I looked lower, and yes, there it was, the telltale sign of an erection in my husband's pants.
"Well, it looks like this is turning you on more than I expected. Are you getting hard watching your wife stroke another man's cock?" I said seductively. His face flushed red with embarrassment, as he nodded.
"That's what I thought," I whispered.
"Since you seem to be enjoying this, do you want to see me suck Mike's massive dick?" I asked, and he nodded again. I turned back to Mike's prick, and slowly licked his cock from base to tip while cupping his huge sack in my hand. I could feel his precum wet my tongue as I crossed the tip. I turned us slightly to the side, so Jeff could see every inch of this huge cock slide into my mouth. Oh, this is going to be more difficult than I thought. My jaw was hurting already trying to get this monster in my mouth. Working more in, I was able to get almost 1/3 of the way down before I started to gag, and had to back off a bit. My mouth was watering so much, I let the saliva slip down his shaft, and used it to lube him, so I could stroke the parts I couldn't reach with my mouth.
Mike was letting out a low moan of appreciation, he was enjoying my work, not pushing my head, not asking or begging me for anything. He was just enjoying it. I wasn't sure who I wanted to watch, Mike and his obvious enjoyment, or my husband, who had started to rub his dick through his pants. So I kept sucking the head of this magnificent dick, while I stroked his wet shaft, all the while looking between the two men I had complete control over.
Mike’s voice broke through the sounds I was making with his cock, "Rebecca I think we should let your husband take his dick out. I’m curious to see what you are used to. Maybe let him stroke it a little to see what he’s missing?" I nodded as well as I could with him in my mouth. I removed my mouth from his head and let it go for a second, and it was so hard and long, it let out an audible slap against his stomach.
I decided now was the opportunity to start a bit of the humiliation I knew I wanted. The first part of my getting even. "Yes, take out your penis, Jeff, and show us. I'll only call your’s a penis from now on. After seeing and holding Mike, this is my new meaning for a Cock, you're not small, so don't get all hung up and bitchy, but this is something special, an experience I will remember for the rest of my life. Mike’s right, I will be thinking of this huge cock every time I play with myself, every time I fuck, every sexy dream I ever have. Mike and his dick are something special to me. How does that make you feel my husband? Does your admin have something special? A flat stomach, perky tits, tight pussy? Something to have made it worthwhile? Explainable even?”
This may have been a bit too much as I saw the crushed look cross his face, and I may have to pay for that later dealing with his insecurity, but fuck him. He has made me feel incredibly insecure these past few months. Fuck him, I thought again, as I turned back to Mike's cock, and stuffed it in my mouth.
I could hear him taking off his clothes, and then Mike's voice, "Not as bad as I would have expected”, said Mike as stared at my naked husband. “At least you have not been suffering all these years. But tonight you will see what a big dick feels like" I smiled up at Mike thinking "perfect phrasing again".
I could now see my husband's erection in the candlelight, the only dick I had had for the past twenty years, It wasn't small...It was average, and he was as horny as I had ever seen him. The 40mg of Cialis I had blended in his smoothie this morning obviously working its magic. Thank you online pharmacy!
All of these thoughts were swirling through my head, while I was sucking and stroking Mike's cock, I could feel myself dripping onto the carpet. My pussy was so wet. I could see my husband wrap his hand around his hard penis, and start to stroke it. I had caught him masturbating a few times over the years, never letting him know. Usually, I slowly backed out of the room before he knew I was there. I had not really been interested in intruding on his 'me time'. This was different though, there was something raw about his hand on his dick now. The precum was streaming down his shaft (thank you Pygeum, zinc, and lecithin I had been blending into those same smoothies for the past two weeks, I’m a planner). I was actually excited to watch him. This was exciting. I was sucking a huge cock, while my husband jerked off to me...me...sucking that cock. I felt so dirty, slutty. My pussy dripped even more.
I could see his hand start to speed up, his breath quicken, and his back arch a bit, he thrust against the empty air. All telltale signs he was going to cum.
"You’re not allowed to cum, at least not until I say so if I ever do. Tonight I am in charge. I will decide when and where you cum, and how you cum. So stop touching your dick right now and watch me take as much of Mike’s dick in my mouth as I can. Do you understand what I am telling you?” I barked at him as I slid my mouth off of Mike.
“Yes, baby. I will do whatever you want me to do." He replied, removing his hand.
Satisfied he was not about to cum too fast and ruin the first part of my plan, I decided to turn up the heat a bit.
"Don’t call me baby!, not tonight, and maybe not ever again, tonight that’s what I will be calling Mike. You don’t deserve a pet name. Now, since you didn’t care about my feelings while you screwed your admin, I shouldn't care about yours...but I think it might be sweeter for my revenge to make sure you understand everything I am going to do to Mike tonight, things I have never done with you, and most likely will not be doing with you ever.” Now to twist the knife, “So, my husband, do you want me to suck Mike's cock and let him cum in my mouth? I said with as much maliciousness as I could muster. I almost never allowed my husband to cum in my mouth, and never ‘on purpose’.
"Answer me!". I yelled, staring straight into my husband's eyes.
"Y..yes”, he stammered
I turned back to Mike’s cock, and slowly started to engulf his huge dick in my mouth. I looked up into his face and gave him a quick wink. Letting him know we were getting serious. I pushed more and more of Mike’s dick into my mouth, until at about ½ way, I could feel myself starting to gag. That’s my limit. I grabbed his balls with my right hand, slowly rolling them, tugging them down as I sucked his beautiful prick. I could taste his precum sliding onto my tongue. I’m not normally a cum kind of girl, in fact, I do not swallow, ever, but he tasted sweet. Maybe I’ll change my mind with Mike. That would blow Jeff’s mind! I could feel Mike place his hands on the back of my head. His face searched mine for permission, and I winked back. His hands began to guide me into a rhythm.
Sucking this huge dick, for another man, in front of my husband was so exciting. I was putting on such a good show. Mike was obviously enjoying it, and the fact that he asked me for permission to hold my head meant he appreciated my effort. I was so horny, my other hand drifted down to my pussy, oh god that feels good. My clit was so hard, it was sticking out! I was so wet. I wanted to flick my hard clit, pulling my lips apart with my finger while I rubbed my clit….Oh god, I was sooo close. I had to stop for a minute, I wanted to stay on the edge, not cum so fast. I pulled my hand away, and took Mike’s cock out of my mouth.
“Sucking your cock turns me on so much, I am so close to cumming right now. I want to wait for you, Mike. Please cum in my mouth, I want it so badly, more than I have ever wanted cum before in my life, give it to me, give me all of it” I begged him. I returned to work on his cock, now using both hands to pump his shaft, as my mouth returned to engulf his head.
Again, I could see the shock flash across my husband's face. Yeah, asshole, I never say that to you, do I. But I really did want Mike to shoot his load into my mouth, feel those heavy balls empty for me. Feel his release, I was so turned on, I might swallow for him.
Mike broke the silence, "Jeff, I think I get to lay a few ground rules tonight too. Your beautiful wife has been slaving away at home to provide a clean, beautiful, comfortable home for you, while you were out fucking your whore of a secretary. So, I don't think it would be fair for her to have to clean up the mess we make tonight, do you?"
"uh, no, I guess not." Jeff mumbled. "I can clean the bedroom after you're done, I guess."
Mike gave a deep laugh, "While that's what you will be doing later, that's not what I had in mind. You will clean up any mess tonight that Rebecca does not want to take care of herself, do you understand?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Rebecca, will decide, won't you?"
"Mmmmhmmm" I mumbled around the girth of his cock.
I swept my gaze over to my husband and glared at him. I could feel Mike slightly relax, and start a rhythm with me, my strokes, my sucking, his guidance from his hands on my head. His pace began to quicken, his strokes faster and harder, all the signs I knew meant he was getting ready to cum. I was so excited. I actually wanted him to cum in my mouth, especially now that I knew what I was going to do after, so much better than what I had planned. I pulled my head back slightly, just keeping his head in my mouth. I didn’t want him to surprise me with a shot down my throat. I wanted it all in my mouth. I placed my hand on his balls as leverage against his increasing tempo and animal instinct to shove it all the way in. I increased the speed of my hand on his shaft, stroking faster and faster.
I could feel his cock beginning to swell even more, getting close, so close. I increased my tempo. I could see my husband lean forward slightly to get a better view of the action, his dick dripping precum, oh he must be so tortured, good!
My eyes snapped back to Mike as I heard him say “I’m close. I’m going to fill your wife’s mouth with my load while you watch. Tell me you want me to shoot it in her mouth. She needs to hear it, Now!”
Jeff didn’t answer, and I could feel Mike slipping over the edge, almost there, I thought, pulling my head back slightly.
Mike bellowed “Now!”, My husband replied, “please cum in my wife’s mouth, that's what she wants, so that’s what I want”.
“Good” grunted Mike as he gave a final push and looked down at me. I pulled my mouth back, to just the glans, feeling Mike’s impending orgasm. I heard Mike grunt, as I felt his balls lift up, I pulled my mouth off of his cock to give my husband a good view. I locked my eyes with my husband as I felt the first massive spurt from Mike shoot into the back of my mouth. Closing my throat, I kept his cum there, while spurt after spurt shot into my mouth. After almost a dozen thick spurts, Mike’s orgasm finally subsided. I flicked my tongue out to lick the last drop off of his cock. I could taste his cum in my mouth, the thick creamy texture, the slight sweetness over the salt. It was good…I quickly swallowed a tiny bit…oh god….I’m so dirty. No one saw that, did they? I slowly stood up, maintaining eye contact with my husband, I’ll bet he is thinking I am going to run to the bathroom and spit it out. Not tonight my dear.
Keeping my mouth open, and balancing all the huge load Mike had given me there, I walked over to Jeff, and showed him my overflowing mouth, I reached down, grabbed his chin, and kissed him on the lips, pulling his mouth open, I pushed Mike’s hot load into my husband's open mouth, he started to choke and gag, but I didn’t care. My anger over him missing my birthday to fuck that whore flashed into my thoughts. I swished my tongue in his mouth to complete the transaction. I pulled away from him, and whispered in his ear, "I don't want to clean that up, so swallow it"
My husband struggled, a horrified look on his face as it sunk in that he had my boyfriends cum in his mouth.
"You either swallow his cum, every last drop, and do everything else I tell you tonight, or we are through. Your choice. But either way, you will be swallowing this load now, as payback for spending my birthday with that bitch." I whispered again in his ear.
His eyes watering, searching mine for a way out, I pushed his jaw shut, tilted his head back, and pinched his nose shut, he struggled, and finally, I saw him swallow Mike’s huge load for me. I felt so powerful, so in control. I had gotten out of hand, and let my revenge take over. That was a nasty thing to do to Jeff. Something I had not done until tonight myself, and I only swallowed a tiny bit. I forced him to swallow the largest load I had ever seen. But, amazingly, looking down at my husband's dick, I could see not only was it still hard, but it was also practically drooling precum. He enjoyed it, wow. I never thought he had a gay bone in his body, but he obviously did. Something to keep in mind. I felt better about forcing him now, maybe this should be part of the plan. Me, in control totally, a bit of humiliation, and breaking his will completely.
"How was it?" asked Mike. "I thought it would be your beautiful wife swallowing my load, so I ate lots of pineapple today. I didn't know it would be wasted on you, but I’m not gonna lie, it was hot watching you swallow my load.”
Ah, that explains the sweetness, I thought. "Oh, it was not wasted," I said. "Look at his penis, it's harder than ever, and leaking as much precum as he usually produces in a load."
Continued in Part 2...
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Forced to Watch - Part 1 [Long][FMM][40-50s][cuckold][bi][blackmail][cheat][cons nc][Fdom][light humil][creampie][cum eating][NSFW]
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I slowly lowered my phone, and the call ended. My wife Rebecca, through angry tears, has just told me she knows. Knows all about my affair with my secretary. I have no idea how she found out, but that is not important right now, she says she has known for weeks, but just came to a decision today on what she wanted to do, and how to confront me.
I’m not sure how I feel at the moment. Relieved that the secret is out, ashamed a bit, sad? Am I ready to end our almost 20-year marriage? Do I love my admin? No, not really. Rebecca asked if I wanted to get divorced or stay together, without thinking, I said I wanted to stay together and work this out. I think that’s what I want. Isn’t it? Do I love Rebecca, do I want to stay with her?
She said there were two requirements for us to stay together. “You have to end the affair, and I need to get even.”
She told me to not come home until after 9 pm, and when I did, to come up to our bedroom for our talk. She needed time to think, and she said I needed time to decide.
When I got home, there was a strange car in my driveway. Thinking Rebecca had brought over a friend to talk to, I slipped into the house and went straight to our bedroom assuming she would be up when she was done. It was dark in the hallway, and I could barely see anything. As I made my way down the hall to our bedroom. I could see a light was on under our door, and I heard voices. That was not a woman's voice, and certainly not my wife's. I pushed open the door, and I was greeted by a man and my wife.
"Jeff, I would like you to meet my new friend, Mike. He and I have been chatting at the gym these past couple of weeks, and I thought he could help me with our situation. Now before you get angry, remember what you’ve done, and what I told you. If you want any chance to stay together, I need to get closure, and that means getting even. Mike has agreed to help with that"
I stood there in stunned silence, looking at my wife, in the lingerie that I bought for her last Christmas, as she stood holding the hand of the biggest man I have ever seen. Rebecca and I have been married for almost 20 years, she is a fitness fanatic, so has stayed in better shape than most women 10 years younger than her. She decided to have her breasts enhanced about 10 years ago to a full, natural looking C cup, so yes, she looks great. We don’t look like we are in our 20s by any means, but she has aged exceptionally well and is a very attractive woman. It was never her looks that drove me to an affair with my admin. It just kind of happened, boredom maybe. Mid-life crisis, I don’t know, but now looking at her this way is making me understand what I have to lose.
My eyes slide down her toned arm to the hand she is holding and up the massive arm of the man next to her. Mike was easily 6'5", and well over 250 lbs. He looked mid-forties, and not fat. He was in really good shape from what I could see. He had a large, imposing presence, and I felt small standing next to him. His arm stretched across the doorway, blocking me from entering.
"Jeff, Rebecca has explained your affair with your secretary and asked me to be a safe outlet for her rage. If this is going to be a problem, that's between you two."
"It's not going to be a problem is it Jeff? " said my wife. "if you want to get back together again, that is".
I was too stunned to respond, I didn't know what she had planned. I had a feeling it was something big, but I had no idea how big. "Do you want me to leave?" I finally asked.
"Of course not. That wouldn't give me payback for what you’ve done. For the past few weeks, I’ve had to imagine you fucking her every day, and I think that’s worse than anything I could do to you. This is the way I plan to get parity with your indiscretion, and closure for me. I put a chair in the corner, go sit there until I tell you otherwise", she said.
Mike removed his arm from the door frame and allowed me to enter. I did as she instructed, and sat in the chair in the corner facing our bed. Rebecca had spent some time on the room, lighting candles, changing the sheets, and fluffing the pillows. The kind of thing we used to do to set the mood for an evening of sex, but it was more than we had done for each other in years. My worry about what was going to happen grew. In the back of my mind, a little voice was whispering what was going to happen, but I didn’t want to believe it.
'Now, Jeff. My payback is you are going to sit there, and watch Mike and I have sex, no, you are going to watch us fuck, so you can see and feel what it is like to learn your spouse has been enjoying someone else. If you get out of the chair, do anything to stop us, or take your eyes off us at any time, you and I are over, do you understand?" she stated. I nodded, still trying to process what she had just told me. “This is your last chance. After this minute, there is no turning back. You can call this all off, and we will divorce, or you can sit there and watch Mike and I enjoy each other. Which is it?” my wife asked. “And no simple yes or no, I want you to be specific so there is no misunderstanding”. She stated flatly.
My heart skipped a beat, "I'll watch, and do what you tell me. I want us to stay together" I said, barely whispering the words. It wasn’t until the last few minutes, seeing her this way, seeing her with another man like this, that I truly realized how much I loved my wife, and what I would lose. I wanted to do anything to keep us together. Why does it have to get this bad before we realize what matters?
Mike smiled, and I couldn’t help but notice the outline of his cock growing in his jeans. Rebecca turned to him, stood on her toes, and kissed him full on the lips. Turning her head back toward me, she said "Remember, this is what you want. This is your doing, I'm just getting my fair share". Mike pulled away from her embrace and looked me in the eyes. “Are you ready, Jeff?". I nodded, as he continued, "Good. Now I am going to fuck your wife, and you will watch me do it.”
Now the dread of what was going to happen, and the flash of jealousy and outrage flooded my thoughts.
Mike reached over and gently ran his fingers over my wife's left breast, slightly tweaking her nipple through the sheer black fabric. Rebecca let out a small moan of pleasure, as she arched her back a little to push it into his hand. He slowly traced his way down her belly, over her sheer black panties, grazing across her mound before pulling away. Something didn't look right, as he slowly placed his hand into her panties and began to lightly rub her pussy. He rubbed one of his thick fingers on what I assumed was the folds of her pussy. As she moaned and pushed her mound into his hand for more, he withdrew and reached for the waistband of her panties, pulling them down in one swift move. She was shaved bare! That was what I was missing, she had never done that for me in our twenty years together, and here she was, totally bare and dripping wet for another man. I could almost smell her from across the room.
My wife reached behind her back and undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her beautiful breasts were free, with her pink nipples hard as rocks. Seeing her naked in front of another man made me both aroused and deeply aware of how much I missed her. The view as an observer was different from a participant, the candlelight on her toned slim body, her beautiful tan lined breasts, great ass, flat stomach, and puffy pussy lips made me appreciate her body in a completely different way. I wanted her so badly, yet I knew she would never choose me over Mike. Not at this moment, and maybe not ever again.
“Mike, this is the first time I have been naked in front of a man besides my husband in more than 20 years, I hope I’m not a disappointment” she whispered loud enough for me to hear.
“You look amazing. Any twenty-year-old can look good naked, but you’ve put a lot of effort and hard work into your body. I've watched you at the gym, and it shows. That is the definition of sexy to me. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t value you as much as he should” Mike expressed, looking directly at me.
Mike’s words about how hard she worked to look like this hit me hard. I had neglected to understand how much effort she put in, taking it for granted.
“But, I d…” I started, “Shut. Up.” they both said in unison, “You don’t talk unless we ask you a question, do you understand?” voiced my wife as I nodded. “This is my time, for me, not for you to tell me things that are obviously not true. If I want your opinion, I will ask. Another outburst and this is over, and so are we”, she said forcefully.
“Since I’m naked, and you’ll be the first new naked man I have seen in a long time, I want to look at every inch of you,” she said with a wink. She turned back to Mike and gripped his shirt, slowly pulled it over his torso and head, standing on her toes with her arms stretched tall to get it all the way off. The sight of her arched back, legs slightly parted, and the light from a candle lightly illuminating the gap between her thighs was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen.
My eyes snapped back up to my rival, Mike definitely worked out. The dude was ripped. I’m no slob, but my work schedule doesn’t allow me the time to look like that, at least that is what I tell myself. Maybe I have been slacking off, perhaps Rebecca was getting bored and uninterested in my body, and how I looked. From the hungry look in her eyes, she was not bored with what she was seeing in front of her. She continued her exploration down his body, unbuckling his belt, and slowly pulling his pants off of each leg.
Great, I thought. His dick was massive and standing at attention in his form-fitting boxers. Rebecca took a small step back to admire his well-built frame and the bulging outline of his cock. “Wow, the gym gossip was true," she said with a sly grin. She slowly ran her fingers along his waistband from the side to where the trail of hair from his belly button disappeared, and tugged his boxers out and down, revealing the largest cock I have seen in person. It was porn star big. I never believed the stories you read about huge 10” cocks or the video trickery they use in porn. They are like unicorns in real life, but this guy's dick looked unnaturally large and thick. I have no idea how long or thick it really was, but right now it looks bigger than any I have ever seen. From my vantage point, it looked like the size of my wife’s forearm. Suddenly I felt a flash of insecurity. Rebecca had always told me I was a 'good size' when I seemed insecure, but this was a whole new level. I was jealous of this huge cock, and I don't even know why. Rebecca stepped forward and took his cock in her hands, stacking them on top of each other to almost cover his length, unable to wrap her fingers all the way around the shaft, stroking it gently at first, and then harder as she saw his balls tighten.
"Mike, you have the biggest cock I have ever seen or felt. It's amazing. Hard, velvety, and huge, all at the same time" said my wife. She started stroking slowly, moving the skin up over the head slightly before pulling it back down. “Oooh, my first uncut cock also. Since this is the first one besides my husband’s I have seen in over 20 years, I want to get a closer look”, she said as she sank to her knees in front of Mike. Her face was inches away from his huge dick. “God, it’s magnificent. I never thought it would matter to me, but this is so exciting. It’s like a new toy. Mike, you are going to have to be gentle with me. I’ve never had something this size before, so you will need to take it slow at first.”
“Don’t worry kitten, I have plenty of practice helping women accommodate my size. From now on, you will always think of me, our time together, and how my dick makes you feel. I’m who you will picture when you masturbate, when you fuck your husband, and in your dreams” Mike said with a knowing smile as he looked her in the eyes. His confidence and words seemed to make her inhibitions melt away.
Rebecca took her eyes off of his manhood, and looked over her shoulder at me, "Jeff, I can't wait to feel this huge dick inside me, I’ve never wanted something so badly in my life. How does that feel, to know your wife lusts for another man so deeply she is dripping wet in anticipation? Is this how you feel with what’s her name?".
I had no reply. Sex with my admin was good, but, no, I had never been as turned on as my wife seems to be right now. My shame, anger, and insecurity, all swirled around in my head, neatly wrapped by a feeling of betrayal by my wife. I was the one who betrayed her first though, are these the feelings she has been dealing with for weeks since she apparently found out? I guess it’s unfair of me to feel that way now, but I couldn’t shake the feelings, couldn't bear to watch what was happening, going to happen, and more ashamedly couldn't take my eyes off of her with that dick in her hands, an experience I couldn't give her. I felt inadequate on so many levels. I wanted to make it up to her so badly. I wanted the affair to never have happened, I wanted her back, wanted her to lust after me like that, wanted to be enough for her. I would do anything at this point to get her back.
Her eyes drifted lower to my lap and said "Well, it looks like this is turning you on more than I expected. Are you getting hard watching your wife stroke another man's cock?" Red-faced and ashamed at my body’s betrayal, I nodded, and she smiled wickedly.
"That's what I thought," she whispered
"Since you seem to be enjoying this, do you want to see me suck Mike's massive dick?" I nodded, and she turned back to face him, her mouth at dick level, took his balls gently in her hand, and guided his cock to her mouth. She slowly licked from the base to the tip, while cupping his large balls in her hand. She turned Mike around slightly so she could look me in the eye as she slowly slid his length into her mouth. She slowly worked her mouth over the large head, and put a few inches in her mouth, before choking a bit and backing off. Eyes watering, she said “I am excited and a bit scared by how large you are. Damn, it feels good in my mouth. I’m not sure how much more I can suck in, but I will make it feel good for you Mike.” She let her accumulated spit slide down his shaft before wrapping her hand around the base, using her spit as lube to stroke him while she placed him back in her mouth. The only sounds now were the slurping and suction coming from her mouth on his massive pole. Her eyes shifted from looking at me to Mike with every few strokes.
I was mesmerized by what I was seeing, his huge cock being stroked and sucked by my wife. Blowjobs were never really her thing, at least not with me. She was working his dick like her life depended on it. She was so turned on, I could see a strand of grool dripping from her pussy to the floor. I could see her hand drift to her pussy and stay rubbing her clit. The show and raw lust of my wife were beginning to overtake my feelings of anger and betrayal. My dick started to throb, it was harder than I could ever remember, and I couldn't help but start rubbing it through my pants.
Mike’s voice broke the sounds my wife was making on his cock, "'Rebecca I think we should let your husband take his dick? I’m curious to see what you are used to. Maybe let him stroke it a little to see what he’s missing?" My wife nodded, and she pulled his cock out of her mouth, and let it slap against his stomach. "Yes, take out your penis Jeff, and show us. I'll only call your’s a penis from now on. After seeing and holding Mike, this is my new meaning for a Cock, you're not small, so don't get all hung up and bitchy, but this is something special, an experience I will remember for the rest of my life. Mike’s right, I will be thinking of this huge cock every time I play with myself, every time I fuck, every sexy dream I ever have. Mike and his dick are something special to me. How does that make you feel my husband? Does your admin have something special? A flat stomach, perky tits, tight pussy? Something to have made it worthwhile? Explainable even?” She didn’t wait for an answer, and I don't think wanted one.
To be honest, there was nothing remarkable about my admin, she was cute, young, but nothing she had was as special as what my wife was experiencing.
She grabbed the base of his cock, and guided it back into her mouth, taking it in as far as she could. She was sucking him with an intensity she had never shown to me.
I did what I was told, and took off my clothes, dropping them into a heap on the floor. My dick was so hard, it was almost painful. I am so confused, what was going on in my head? Was seeing my wife with another man actually exciting for me? Why was I so turned on? I wanted her back so badly but was so turned on seeing her pleasure another man, in ways she never had with me. The divide between my confusion, anger, hurt, and my erection was too much, as my legs gave out, I sat back down in the chair with a thud.
"Not as bad as I would have expected”, said Mike as he eyed my manhood. “At least you have not been suffering all these years. But tonight you will see what a big dick feels like" My wife looking him in the eyes smiled, and I felt my balls tighten.
I was so horny I could barely stand it, the precum drooled down my shaft. My hand went to my dick, and wrapped around it, stoking it mindlessly as I watched my wife pleasure Mike, I could hear him moan, and the sloppy noises from her mouth. My hand sped up, and I was getting close to shooting my load all over my stomach, and it must have shown on my face. Rebecca said, "You’re not allowed to cum, at least not until I say so, if I ever do. "Tonight I am in charge. I will decide when and where you cum, and how you cum. So stop touching your dick right now and watch me take as much of Mike’s dick in my mouth as I can. Do you understand what I am telling you?”
“Yes, baby. I will do whatever you want me to do." I replied, removing my hand from my dick.
"Don’t call me baby!, not tonight, and maybe not ever again, tonight that’s what I will be calling Mike. You don’t deserve a pet name. Now, since you didn’t care about my feelings while you screwed your admin, I shouldn't care about yours...but I think it might be sweeter for my revenge to make sure you understand everything I am going to do to Mike tonight, things I have never done with you, and most likely will not be doing with you ever. So, my husband, do you want me to suck Mike's cock and let him cum in my mouth?
"Answer me!". she said, staring straight into my eyes.
"Y..yes”, I stammered
With this 'permission,' my wife slowly began to engulf his huge cock, letting spit slide down the shaft to lubricate her hands as they slid up and down the shaft while her mouth swallowed his huge cock head. I watched in amazement as she took more and more of his cock, and finally took almost half of his length. He groaned in pleasure as she cupped his balls with one hand, stoked his shaft with another, and slid her mouth up and down. Mike gently placed his hands on my wife’s head, guiding her rhythm and depth. Her hand was back at her clit, two fingers pulling it apart as her middle finger rubbed her clit. She purposely angled herself so I had a clear view not only of her sloppy sucking but of her bare, gaping, dripping pussy. Her hand sped up even more, until she quickly pulled her hand away from her pussy, sliding her mouth off of Mike's dick, she said gasping. “Sucking your cock turns me on so much, I am so close to cumming right now. I want to wait for you, Mike. Please cum in my mouth, I want it so badly, more than I have ever wanted cum before in my life, give it to me, give me all of it” Rebecca returned to her work on his cock, now using both hands to pump his shaft, as her mouth returned to engulf his head.
She had never begged me to cum in her mouth in all of our time together. My confusion deepened. This is a side of my wife I had never seen. I was jealous, I was angry. I was so horny. I didn’t know what to think. I decided I wanted to do whatever I could to get her to think of me that way. To want me as much as she did him. God I love her.
There it is, wow, I said it, for real, at least in my head. My brain has decided, I will do whatever it takes to fight for her, to keep her my wife, to get her to want me again. I felt like I had decided what I needed to do, but I also felt pathetic.
Mike broke my reverie, "Jeff, I think I get to lay a few ground rules tonight too. Your beautiful wife has been slaving away at home to provide a clean, beautiful, comfortable home for you, while you were out fucking your whore of a secretary. So, I don't think it would be fair for her to have to clean up the mess we make tonight, do you?" said Mike.
"uh, no, I guess not." I mumbled. "I can clean the bedroom after you're done, I guess."
Mike gave a deep laugh, "While that's what you will be doing later, that's not what I had in mind. You will clean up any mess tonight that Rebecca does not want to take care of herself, do you understand?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Rebecca, will decide, won't you?"
"Mmmmhmmm" she mumbled around the girth of his cock, now looking at me in the eyes again. Her gaze took on a sinister appearance. A look that said I was not done with her revenge, her ‘getting even’.
With this contract agreed upon, at least by them, Mike relaxed back into the rhythm of my wife's mouth. It wasn't long before Mike began to thrust against Rebecca's mouth, as he pulled her head deeper onto his cock. His tempo increased, Rebecca shifted her glance to Mike’s face, looking for the telltale signs. Her pace increased, and she pulled her mouth back slightly, sucking on his head, swirling her tongue around the edges. Her hands sped up on his shaft. More and more saliva leaked from the corners of her mouth, coating his massive dick, lubing her hands. Mike began to arch his back and thrust into her mouth. My wife took one hand off his dick and placed it cupping his balls as support to keep him from burying his length into her throat. She was keeping just the head in her mouth while she furiously stroked the shaft. He wanted to bury his dick in her throat, his animal instincts taking over, but she held him back slightly. I could only imagine she wanted to feel his load fill her mouth, and not be caught by surprise and have him shoot down her throat. He began to grunt with every thrust.
“Oh my God, he is going to cum!” I thought as his body jerked and spasmed, and his cock swelled inside my wife's mouth. Oh fuck, he is going to shoot his load! Oh God, he is going to shoot his load in my wife's mouth! I screamed inside my head. I couldn't take my eyes off her effort. His huge cock being pumped into her waiting mouth. Rebecca seemed conflicted with who she wanted to make eye contact with, me as I watched, mouth hanging open, dick erect and oozing with precum, or the man she was sucking off. Mike made the decision for her, grunting out “I’m close. I’m going to fill your wife’s mouth with my load while you watch. Tell me you want me to shoot it in her mouth. She needs to hear it, Now!”
I was speechless, and Mike bellowed “Now!”, I found my voice and ashamed said, “please cum in my wife’s mouth, that's what she wants, so that’s what I want”. “Good” grunted Mike as he gave a final push and looked down at her on her knees. My wife’s hungry gaze flicked from my words back to watch Mike’s face.
Rebecca stopped moving her head on his cock, resting her mouth over the top of his huge glans, which stretched her beautiful lips into a thin line, while she stroked the slippery shaft with both hands. With one long grunt, Mike shot his load into her mouth, she pulled back slightly to give me a view of rope after rope of thick white cum spurting into her waiting mouth. The whole time she was staring straight into my eyes. It felt like an eternity watching another man cum into my willing wife. As Mike finished his last spurt, she gave his cock a last lick across the tip, collecting the last drop of cum beading there. She didn't swallow, as I knew she wouldn't. I know her too well, Rebecca hates the taste of cum. It makes her sick to even think about swallowing. In all of our years together, when she did give me a blowjob, she would either pull away at the last minute, letting my sperm fall on the floor, or she would collect it in her mouth if I didn't warn her, rushing to the bathroom to spit and rinse, even though I tried to shame her into swallowing.
She slowly stood up, maintaining eye contact with me, and gave his cock a final soft stroke. See, I still did know some of her habits, she was going to go to the bath and spit it out, not even Mike was worth her to swallow. This felt like a small victory in my head, like we were suddenly keeping score, but she walked over to me instead, her mouth open and filled with a pool of white sperm for me to see. There was so much, it filled her open mouth to the edge of her lips, with a small amount dribbling down from the left corner. She wanted me to see the evidence of how much Mike enjoyed her effort.
She closed her mouth, leaned over and put her hand on my mouth, pulled it open, and kissed me full on the lips, although it was less of a kiss, and more of a transaction. I could sense no passion in it. Shocked, I could feel her tongue pushing his hot load into my mouth from hers. I started to choke and gag, but she kept pushing it further and further into my mouth, my mouth quickly filled with the slimy substance until I couldn't move my tongue anymore. She then began to swirl her tongue through the deep pool of cum in my mouth. She did this for about 10 seconds which felt like an eternity, long enough for me to feel the warmth, saltiness, and gooey texture of his cum in my mouth, and then she broke our kiss, took her other hand, and closed my jaw tightly. "I don't want to clean that up, so swallow it", She whispered into my ear with a malicious glint in her eyes.
I felt the warm liquid slide to the back of my throat as she tilted my head back, and I couldn't move my tongue anymore. I struggled against her demands. Swallow his cum! NO! I'm not gay. It's disgusting, the taste, texture, idea, are all too much for me. My brain froze. My stomach churned, Rebecca smiled wickedly as she saw me struggle. She clamped her hand tighter over my mouth and pinched my nose closed while she whispered again in my ear "You either swallow his cum, every last drop, and do everything else I tell you tonight, or we are through. Your choice. But either way, you will be swallowing this load now, as payback for spending my birthday with that bitch." My eyes watered, and my sight started to dim. I couldn't breathe, couldn’t hold out any longer. The taste was overpowering, I gave in finally, and swallowed his enormous load. As she unlocked my jaw, allowing me to breathe again, she said out loud for us all to hear, "Such a good little cuckold, swallowing my new man’s cum." She took a step back while I gasped for air, the raw taste of his seed lingering on my tongue. I felt sick, defeated, and horrifyingly turned on. What was happening to me, why would I feel so hard after swallowing another man’s sperm, from my wife’s mouth? Another thought chased through my brain, “I decided to do whatever it took to satisfy her need for revenge, and I did that. It was more than I imagined, but it was done. I could get her back now. I could put this behind me and never think of it again.”
"How was it?" asked Mike. "I thought it would be your beautiful wife swallowing my load, so I ate lots of pineapple today. I didn't know it would be wasted on you, but I’m not gonna lie, it was hot watching you swallow my load.”
"Oh, it was not wasted," said my wife. "Look at his penis, it's harder than ever, and leaking as much precum as he usually produces in a load."
Continueed in Part 2...
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[B/S] Secret car sex with my sister
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Me and my younger sister have been having secret sex in my car for a couple of weeks now. Our initial plan was to try and have sex when our mum was out of the house and it was just us two alone. Then I came about the idea of using my car as a place for us to relieve our sexual tension, so I messaged my sister my idea late at night one time and she needed no persuasion.
It’s not all the time it happens because I finish work and she finishes college at different times of the day. Days where I finish work before she finishes college, I’ll send her a message asking her what time she finishes so I can pick her up, and if she wants to have sex. It’s always a yes.
I drive to the same spot every time, park up, put the back seats down for more room, we’ll have sex, clean up and go home.
The spot I go to is very low traffic in terms of people, barely see anyone at all and you’ll only get the occasional car driving by every 5-10 minutes. That’s not really a worry because they’ll look at my parked car at a distance and think nothing of it.
Our mum doesn’t suspect a thing and every message we send to each other talking about us having sex gets deleted after we do have sex. Clean sheet.
If we ever to get the opportunity of a free house when it’s just us two we’ll always have sex in a bed.
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Eating 21 yea old pussy in my car
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I [38M] made a [21F] cutie cum multiple times in my car
So I have been talking to this girl for a while. We messed around a bit online and have what I guess you would call a ‘kinky friendship’ occasionally we have other girls join us online and it’s all very light, bdsm, kinky and fun.
However recently we ended up in the same town. And decided to live out our public fantasies. We hooked up a couple of times. But the third time was the best.
I picked her up from a carpark. Admiring her cute and very innocent outfit. When she got in the car I made her explain the camera what I was going to do her. We started driving and my hand instantly went to her thigh, grabbing it roughly as I know she likes, I pushed my way up her skirt and moved her panties aside. The girl was soaked, I was late to pick her up due to a meeting and she told me how desperate she had been waiting. I could tell from that touch. We were in pretty heavy traffic so she was trying to appear calm but it wasn’t working. We drove to a more secluded area, fingering her the whole time.
We pulled over and she pulled out the rabbit style toy I had given her. She started fucking herself but I was inpatient. I took over, forcing it into her tight little pussy while she moaned daddy and I called her a filthy slut, I think I also managed to get a bit of this on camera. We then found our secluded spot was actually pretty busy so drove further, my hand when right back to easing her.
We thought we found another spot when I just couldn’t handle it, pulled over, grabbed her by the throat and kissed her. All my desire went into that and I could tell she was mine.
We drove a bit more (sorry guys) and I made her cum when we were behind a SUV, anyone looking in that rearview mirror would have got a show. We got to another quiet spot and I ordered her into the back seat and to strip down. I joined her and spent some time slapping her tits, pussy, ass, letting my dominant side out. Making sure she felt like a good little whore. I decided at that point I needed more, so grabbed her hair and forced her down on my cock. It was a rough, dirty, slutty, drooly blowjob. And when I came I left a huge fucking mess. It was in her hair and across her face, she sat up, letting it spill from her mouth into her hand and licked up like the slutty little kitten she is.
She laid back at that point, I think to get herself off. But her perfect little pussy was too good to resist, I went down on her and fuck, It was incredible. I love eating pussy but this girl was something else. She came again with her hands tangled in my hair.
We sat up, kissed for a while, tasting each other. Before straightening ourselves up and getting back in the car. She we drove around for a bit, while my hand lazily teased her thigh before stopping to get coffee, still with cum in her hair. And I drove her back to her car.
I honestly can’t believe how lucky I was to pull this whole thing off, I’m damn exited for our next catch up.
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[S/B] Destined Siblings, Chapter 14
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After what happened in there, I have been resisting using any of the library's private study rooms. I was mostly worried that if I entered the study room, I would smell my musky arousal, a lingering reminder of the illicit existence of what had happened last week, even though I knew that my fear was unfounded.
And of course, one of my supervisors naturally asked me to go check on the study rooms on the sixth floor after work since one of the new academic assistants from the Liberal Arts college had started holding his work hours in there, in an effort to encourage his students to spend more time in the library doing research for their final paper.
I left the study room until last minute. Before I entered and turned on the light, I took a deep breath to loosen up. The study room the Teaching Assistant had used earlier in the day was empty, but the chairs were a little out of place, and there was a stray pen on the table.
I also "saw" myself in the corner, leaning against the wall with my hands in the surrendering position and my big brother's chest supporting me. He also raised the front of my skirt as he violently pierced my body with a pair of fingers. I recalled and "witnessed" as my arms suddenly encircled him tightly, my face buried into him, and I moved against the fingers that moved inside of me while riding my big brother's hand and exhaling forcefully as my pleasure increased.
My heart was beating a little faster, and my lungs were working harder to keep up with it as I quickly turned off the light and left the study space. However, I cannot deny that I was getting wet and soaking with memories just by being in that study room where all my sensitive matter could have easily been discovered
Which was why, I realized as I made my way to the staircase, the experience in the study room, the night my big brother had teased me and then made love to me on our apartment balcony, as well as the recent Sunday drive during which I was openly masturbating in the passenger seat on a semi-busy highway all enthralled me so much, the potential possibility of discovery, the threat of being seen, the possibility that someone other than my big brother might see me naked or otherwise know about it or care about
It brought to mind the spring, when I had been waiting for a bus one late evening. When I first turned to look toward a nearby apartment building, I discovered that none of the windows could be seen through. But as the natural light dwindled, I could see through the glass balcony door of one of the apartments and watched covertly, mesmerized, as a woman was pinned to the wall, a man repeatedly driving himself up into her body with incredible force, enough to briefly lift her off her feet, her head thrown back in what would have been clearly powerful screams muffled by the sounds of the traffic in front of me. When I saw two people enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, I might as well have been a doe captured by the allure of approaching headlights. I had secretly wished that I was in their position, that I was being pinned to a wall as someone who truly deeply loved me drove himself forcefully into my eager body while I clawed at his back and declared my desire to the world, as I had felt an incredible sense of awe and even a strange admiration for them while watching them enjoy each other.
I finally got it. I finally understood why my older brother enjoyed having sex or at least acting sexually in public. It was the thrill of the illegal, of engaging in behavior that is typically concealed, of the potential for detection, and of achieving carnal pleasure in settings or circumstances where such pleasures are never permitted by traditionalist society.
Such thoughts persisted in my mind throughout the remainder of the shift and on the drive home. I saw myself again on the balcony that night, screaming into my big brother's mouth while fully clothed and having a forbidden phallus completely penetrate my body. My soul was bursting with the love that was being injected deep inside of me.
As soon as I was home, when the apartment door was shut behind me, I dropped to my knees, braced myself against a wall, lifted my skirt, pulled apart the crotch of my thong, and masturbated ferociously, bringing myself to climax several times while imagining my older brother forcingly enjoying me while a young college student stood at a nearby bus stop, looking up and covertly observing us as we shared our private carnality in public.
As soon as Andrew came home from work, even before he had locked the door to our apartment, I demanded, "You're going to make love to me on the balcony tonight."
He did, twice, I was surprised that no one walked past our building while we were out there but I enjoyed it more than usual as I had this feeling of pure delight and being scared of seen at the same time and when his alarm went off in the morning, we were both blissfully exhausted.
I don't always need to wear a bra because I have rather small breasts, which is a nice perk. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I smiled to myself because the only thing on my shoulders were the spaghetti straps of my tank top. I had never really liked seeing a girl or a woman wearing something with spaghetti straps and also having the straps of her bra on display.
Andrew walked into the bathroom and said, "Nice." I realized that he was the only person who had ever made me feel truly seductive as we smiled together. Perhaps it was because he was the one who helped me discover my sexuality and showed me that having sex could be beautiful, enjoyable, and filled with love.
My older brother approached me and delicately ran a hand over a breast. "I see no bra today?"
"No way", I uttered. "I won’t be going to the library today, I don't need to be 'presentable' to anyone, and considering the high heat and the grueling humidity, I'd rather not have something barring my chest since I can get away with not wearing a bra."
"Great point." He gently squeezed my breast before wrapping up his necessary arrangements for work. It was unavoidable, but I felt a little bad about having the day off while my older brother still had to go to work.
Andrew and I shared breakfast at the nearby Starbucks before he soon left. I had been reading a book for a while when I thought I heard someone call my name.
One of my classmates from the spring semester was waving to me and shouting “Anna, over here!” when I looked up from the line at the register.
In the one class we had in common, Emily and I had barely spoken at all. She and I were part of the same discussion group a few times, but other than that, I sat by the door and she by the window most of the time. She got herself a iced vanilla latte and sat down next to me and we chatted for a while.
Eventually she asked, "What brings you out here?"
"Actually," I said, "I live a few blocks away."
"Wow, all by yourself?"
"Oh no, with my big brother, though. Actually, the timing was great. I wanted to leave the dorms and get an apartment, and he was about to be transferred here to the office of his company not too far from campus. As a student I can only spend so much money, so he suggested that we rent a place together.
"Wow, how thoughtful and sweet of him!"
"Yeah, I know right?" I sipped at my hot chocolate once more. "He offered, and since we've always been close, I gleefully accepted." What about you, though?"
"Well, my boyfriend also lives close by out hear. I decided to get one of my favorite drinks today while he is at work and then go shopping for his birthday gift. Rather, go shopping and be his birthday present myself!"
I shared a snarky grin with Emily. Perhaps you should try a skin tight panty, to give him the experience of taking you even while his present is still "fully wrapped," I suggested, lowering my voice so as not to overly startle the two older women seated at a nearby table.
Almost audibly, I could hear Emily's mind working. Well, I did see a blue skirt and shirt ensemble online that looked like party-themed wrapping paper.
I grinned as I recognized her incentive. "That is great! It would be a good look for you to add some knee-high socks, some appropriate shoes, possibly a thin necklace and a few bracelets, and put your hair up in a ponytail."
In my mind, I could see the following scene: Emily was on all fours, her boyfriend was pulling at her ponytail while enjoying her body, and the back of the skirt rested on her lower back.
Emily nodded in agreement. Considering his age, "he definitely favors the "youngster" look."
"Huh? Considering his age?" I implied.
"Um..." Since Emily and I didn't really know each other all that well, I could understand why she hesitated to explain, almost as if she were embarrassed. "Henry is about to turn forty."
"I see..." I recalled Emily saying once that she would be in Miami over Spring Break to celebrate her nineteenth birthday. It was almost creepy for her to be dating someone who was more than twice her age.
But who was I to judge her about it? I'm in love with my big brother, after all.
"I kind of wish I had much smaller breasts, like you," she continued. If I appeared younger to him, it would really help."
I had to fight not to squeal out in shock.
We talked for a while longer about each other’s lives and then Emily asked if I wanted to join her with her shopping, but after the conversation we had I was practically craving my brother right there, I told her I had some things to do and left home.
That night, Andrew held me close and spooned me from behind as we lay naked in his bed. My thoughts were still on Emily's statement. Do you think I'm young-looking? I finally asked my big brother.
"Why? Do you think I seem to be getting older?"
"No, but..." How could I explain what Emily said to him? I somehow managed to explain, though, and Andrew somehow understood my confusion.
He admitted, "As I've gotten older, I've noticed more and more that there is an appeal about young-looking women. However, isn't American society essentially being brainwashed by the media to place more value on attractive, young women?"
"Yes, but only as long as that these 'young-looking women' have large breasts."
He moved his hand to my chest and gave each of my breasts a light squeeze. "I have an important question for you, and you don't have to respond to me about it; just consider it for yourself: Are you comfortable in your own body? Do you like how you are right now? Do you believe that in order to please anyone other than yourself, you must have larger breasts?"
My heart and mind were both brought back to the reasons why I adored Andrew and why he had been such a special person to me throughout my life by his questions. He was wise beyond his years in many facets of life, and he had long been able to enlighten me with his insights and experiences from the additional six years.
I put my big brother's hand to my breast and thought about how he made me feel truly seductive. I said softly, "I'm fine with how I am right now," and mostly I was. Although every woman wants to improve one aspect of her appearance, I do wish these were a little bigger.
My mind was at peace as my big brother held me in the darkness, and my heart soaked up the love coming from the older man behind me.
He softly moaned my name before smothering me in his arms as his illicit love arose within me.
My body was still "feeling" my big brother's surge inside me, and my ears were still "hearing" him call my name before letting out a long, low growl as his orgasm filled me. I had just finished getting dressed, but our middle-of-the-night copulation was still playing in my mind. I pressed the front of my black jean skirt against my scantily clad vagina and moaned softly, remembering fondly the illicit dance in the shadows that was making me wet again.
Just before we left the apartment, Andrew kissed me while squeezing my breast. With the main difference being that we were both standing instead of me straddling him as he sat on the bed, it felt almost exactly the same as it had in our bed about six hours earlier. Unlike during the night, neither of us was breathing heavily at that moment, but when the kiss sadly ended, we were both still out of breath.
"I love you and I can't imagine having anyone else as a little sister", Andrew texted me as I was working at the front desk in the middle of the day.
My face lit up with a smile and my thong became wet. The memories of our late-night sex sessions, when my nipples hardened as they "felt" my big brother's gentle pinches, were brought back by that straightforward message.
I texted him back, saying, "You just love making love to me ;)"
I momentarily felt the buzz of my cell phone against my hip, but I was preoccupied with renewing several books for a graduate student. “I make love to you because I truly love you,” the text message said when I could finally check it, making my heart beat faster.
I replied, "I wish we could make love all the time. Find a secret hideaway and forget about the rest of the world and just simply enjoy each other."
It was almost forty minutes before my older brother replied, "It sounds like you want a sexathon!"
I recalled the passionate sex we had earlier in the evening. My vagina started to moisten, and my nipples started to harden once more. But I had to put those ideas aside in order to go assist the new professor in becoming familiar with the library's layout.
During lunch, he called while I was sitting against the usual tree. "Hello, big brother," I said with affection. "I've been thinking about you a lot today,"
"Oh?"
"Yeah..."
There was a long, relaxing pause, and the sound of my older brother slowly breathing into the phone roused me.
Finally, he said, "You never did reply about the sexathon."
I replied, "Well, it's a nice idea and something we actually did once the move was over.
Are you claiming that you wouldn't want to repeat the said activity?
"I didn't say that, but something like that would be nice to have happen again," I told him, being mindful of a group of people walking by on the sidewalk.
"Hmmm..." I could hear my brother's fingers tapping away on the keyboard of his laptop, pausing only to move the cursor with his wireless mouse. "So, my dear little sister, you want a sexathon?"
"Yes..." I responded, my voice sounding breathy and soft even to my own ears as my body reacted to the devious images in my head. I mainly thought about the late-night sex, riding my big brother in the dark as he sat in front of me and grabbed me while trying to hold back his release for just a second longer... and I imagined such moments occurring repeatedly for an entire day, for an entire weekend, my big brother taking me multiple times, spilling his seed inside me and across my face, between my breasts, in my hair, all over my back, on my stomach, and down my thirsty throat…
"You do realize that if we do this, neither of us will be wearing clothes for a very long time, right?" Andrew asked at the end.
I think he heard me grinning because he chuckled softly before becoming solemn. You understand how badly I want you, don't you?
"Yeah..."
"For starters, just like last night... You know you rode me pretty hard last night. When I turned to face you, I noticed how the moonlight danced across your face and your chest. I was having sex with a goddess who also happened to be my lovely sister."
"Andrew..." My heartbeat sped up as I experienced flashbacks to our most recent passionate encounters.
My big brother agreed that a sexathon sounded fun. " It would be nice to dedicate the entire weekend to showing my little sister how much I love her."
And that night, in a moonlit bedroom in a pitch-black apartment, my big brother showed his little sister his undying love. He took his time, cherished me, and worshipped me like a goddess until his love could no longer be contained. I graciously accepted his respectful offering with a tear of unbridled joy.
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[S/S] [Cm/Cf] Last night was BONKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Wow!!!!!!!!! Our night was bonkers last night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If you have not read about our cousin, you should.
Also, because someone is going to get confused; my gorgeous sister has a penis and NO, you may not see pics of any kind. Too bad.
He texted and asked if he could come over. Jeff was like, "I'm getting tired of this guy but, if he wants fucked by you and you want to fuck him in front of us, he can come over." He said to my sister.
She texted him that he was not going to get blown but if he wanted her to fuck his virgin ass, he could come over.
HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!! He said ok!!!!!!!!!!!!
He came over and was nervous. He kept changing his mind but we did not pressure him at all. Jeff and I started making out and soon he was like "Will you stop if I ask you to?!?"
My sister was like, "Of course honey, get naked and let Mama have that booty."
He got undressed and I turned into a sex crazed monkey and yanked out Jeff's giant cock and straddled it on the sofa. Our cousin wanted to be on all fours and my beautiful sister put on a condom and touched her dick to his hole! He moved but then calmed down as he watched Jeff and I.
I wanted her to fuck him like a jackhammer but she was nice and respectful!
Soon she was speaking softly to him and easing inside him. Her dick is not big but it was hard and soon, it was in him! I encouraged her and him and she slowly fucked him and insisted he call her Mama!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I came like a crazy little slut monkey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They only fucked for a few minutes and he wanted to stop. Afterward, he had a few drinks and later, had to Uber home.
What is with this guy???????????????????
A few weeks ago he had never sucked a dick and now he has sucked Jeff's and my sister's. Now he has taken a cock up his ass and seemed to like it!!!!!!!!!!! I don't know why he is doing this but it's very fun for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then Jeff banged out my sister while I watched (and vaped, don't judge).
Did I mention that Jeff is our BOYFRIEND and the greatest BOYFRIEND 2 sisters could ever possibly have!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jeff said he might be ok with me using a stapon dildo and fucking our cousin with it, if he sucks my sister at the same time!!!!!!! I wanna do that right now!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm not even joking! I want it NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bye
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Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p2 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office)
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After Erin left, Anthony sat back at his desk, reflecting on his luck. He happily replayed his his session with Erin and how her tight asian body felt, wrapped around his cock. Their deal was only for her silence, but he hoped she came back for another deal. Finally, he got up to leave work, adjusting his pants and gathering his bag. Leaving his office, he saw a student squeak and duck around a corner.
“Hello?” he said, finding another of his students. She was very pretty with dark brunette hair, tight body, and coffee colored skin. Still coming down after Erin, Anthony tried not to stare into her warm, innocent eyes and imagine her on her knees looking up at him.
Sheepishly, she stammered, “oh, hi professor, I’m Camila from your intro class. I was just coming to your office when…” she blushed furiously, while Anthony settled into professor mode and invited her to his office to ask questions. In his office, Camila seemed even more embarrassed, forcing Anthony to covertly scan his office for remnants of Erin.
Finally, after prodding her for questions on the syllabus, the dam burst and Camilla’s words flooded forward. “I’m sorry, professor. I came early and when I went to knock on the door, I… heard something inside.. I wasn’t sure what to do and only got out of the way when my classmate left. I’ve been outside trying to build up my courage to come in.” Anthony tensed, unsure what direction this would fall. Camila took a deep breath. “I want full points on my participation grade or else I tell.”
Anthony sighed and smiled. “That’s it? No problem.” Camila smacked her teeth. “That’s it?!? What? Do you always cut deals..” she trailed off as a thought just occurred to her. “Wait. I thought you were just a Pervy professor, fucking a barely legal student. But you are cutting deals in here?”
Backpedaling, Anthony stammered, “no, there wasn’t any deal this time.” He froze, realizing what he was saying. “So what is the deal.. professor?” Now sheepish, Anthony replied, “sex for a good grade on the next assignment.”
“You get to fuck wet and willing girls for a grade in an intro class? On one assignment? That’s a terrible deal.” Seeing an opening, Anthony said, “well, it’s not like I’m one of your classmates that doesn’t know what he’s doing. You get to cum like you never had before and walk out with a grade. It’s almost unfair for me.”
Silence followed his words as they stared down each other. He knew her mind was carefully planning what’s next and wanted to further tip the scales. His cock hardening as he looked up and down Camila’s body, and he circled the desk. Standing over her sexy latina body, he whispered, “want to see it? Then you can decide what’s next.” She tried to stay composed, but his bulge drew her attention.
Anthony unzipped, his erect cock burst out, inches from her eyes. “Oh,” she whispered. “Yea. I bet your getting wet imagining this cock stretching you out. You will get the deal you walked in for, now you can leave with an A on your homework and the best orgasms of your life.” The switch flipped and Camila recklessly grabbed his hips and thrust his steaming cock into her mouth.
Anthony sighed as her cute latin mouth went to work. All he had to do was make her cum hard and he knew her silence would be kept. Luckily her male classmates didn’t have the experience to really deliver. His inner monologue was cut off when Camilla really hit her groove. He expected nerdy inexperience, but this slutty student clearly knew how to please on her knees. One hand cradled and gently pulsed his balls while the other hand stroked his base and her wet mouth sucked his tip in a rhythmic dance that devilishly milked his cock. Even her eyes, watering slightly but staring right up at him as if innocently requesting her reward. If he hasn’t so recently finished with her classmate, she would have ended him easily.
As cool as he could manage, Anthony lifted Camilla up and bent her tight body over his desk. He knelt to carefully pull her perfect peach from her tights. Her hips traced a sensual bachata beat, hypnotizing her professor until he ripped her panties down and buried his face in her wet sex. He guided her hands to her cheeks, spreading her delicious treat for his tongue to probe deeper and deeper.
As Camilla fought to hide her moans, Anthony remembered her demonic tricks and brought out a trick of his own. His tongue climbed to circle her tight virgin asshole, while his fingers went to work. Two fingers slid between her wet lips while his opposite thumb pressed her clit. In position, he synced his movements, tongue fucking her ass while sliding in an out of her slit and pulsing her clit. Camilla clapped her hands over her mouth, but couldn’t fully muffle or contain her body as she trembled and quaked.
Roughly, Anthony stood and thrust his cock into her quivering wet hole. “Oh fuck,” she shrieked, but Anthony didn’t break rhythm as he gagged his second college slut of the day with her own panties.
Maybe he was still very sensitive from Erin, but Camilla’s body was driving him delirious. He folded her arms behind her back, stroking hard, and soon felt her juices flowing with every thrust. She looked back at him, with an expression Of surprise and ecstasy. Anthony laughed, “you played all innocent when you came in, now look at you. Bent over and squirting all over your professor’s desk, like a nasty little college slut.” Camilla nodded vigorously as her eyes rolled again.
When she came back down, he laid her down on his office’s carpet. “You keep squirting, you are gonna fuck up my desk. Don’t worry, I’ll be better prepared next time you come to office hours.” She begged for more and watched as her professor lapped up her spilled juices, licking her thighs clean before climbing fully atop her. Anthony lifted her shirt and unsnapped her bra to suck on her perky B cups as he slid a his throbbing cock deep inside her hungry pussy.
Camilla wrapped her arms around her professor as he devoured her body and when he removed her gag, she sloppily kissed him, moaning against her bristled cheek and she built to another climax.
Camilla was so entranced, she didn’t notice how much Anthony struggled and fought to not flood her young hole as she clenched down on his cock again and again.
He finally returned to his desk chair and beckoned her over. He could no longer ignore how desperately throbbing his cock was and guided his college slut’s mouth down onto his steaming member. Her hands returned to their devilish positions as she let him push her head up and down. It didn’t take long for the pressure to reach a fever pitch and burst, exploding cum into Camilla’s sexy mouth.
Her hands milked every drop as Anthony surrender and let her extract till he lay their twitching. The naughty slut even swallowed his whole load with a smile. “So A on the first homework assignment?” Barely able to focus, Anthony nodded. With a breathless smile, Camilla adjusted her clothes, quickly checked her reflection in her phone and left before Anthony’s pants were back on.
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[F18] My first rimjob ever
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Yesterday I dated this Tinder guy on a local bar I love going to. I was not super fan of his face but he looked pretty in shape and I needed to have some fun. After a few drinks he started to get closer to me. He was barely hidding his intentions. He wanted to fuck, right there and then. I could feel his pleasure growing in his pant as he was dancing with me.
When he asked me to go in the bathroom with him, I knew he wanted to get this done. So instead, I asked him if we could go to his place. Which he obviously accepted.
Once inside, he litteraly threw me on the sofa. He could not waist any more seconds. I was laying down on my back when he pulled his dick out of his pant to stuff it in my mouth.
It was so exciting to be used like this… I could barely move.
He started to go higher so I can put his balls in my mouth. Then even higher until I my tongue reached his asshole. The feeling was exhilarating. For him as well I guess because he cummed all over my hair that night.
Hopefully he finished the night by giving a pretty decent cunnilingus that sent me to heaven.
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[M]y first dick
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[M]y First Dick
When I was 20, I got my first dick. I had been wondering for years what it would be like to hold someone else's cock and suck.
I decided one night to go to a prostitute because I was craving sex and I knew there were some right next to my vacation spot. I found a very sexy one who took me to her apartment.
We started to play a little, I was caressing her breasts and her well rounded buttocks! She sat on the edge of her bed and started to suck me. She then laid me down on the bed to continue sucking me.
Then she put herself on her back and took off her panties, I saw a cock... I said to myself "go ahead man, it's the moment or never to test".
I put my mouth to her dick and started to perform oral sex, it was exciting, weird and I was nervous. Then as she saw that I seemed to like cock, she put me on my back and penetrated me with her hard cock in my still virgin ass while she jerked me off.
I cum on my chest as she masturbated me while she had her cock inside me. Finally I thanked her, I left confused but happy to have tested a cock and I never saw her again.
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I let a stranger finger me in the open at a public park [26F]
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We met at a restaurant. I was housesitting out of town and away from my friends, and he was nice and honest. He made a joke about getting choked, paid for my lunch, and took me for a walk at a nearby park with a lake.
This guy was big — broad shoulders, huge chest, giant hands. Not my usual type but I was craving some male attention. We passed a few people and wound up around a bend sitting next to the water. There was no tall grass, no trees, nothing except the bend in the trail to hide us. We chatted and he leaned in closer. Call me naïve but I thought nothing would happen — he said he just liked talking about sex so I’d dismissed any hopes. Then his mouth was on mine and I lost any shred common sense.
I sat on his lap and pushed him to his back. His hands were under my shirt and snaked around to grab my tits while I slid my tongue into his mouth. I was wearing loose jeans — I’d been cursing them because they’d kept slipping down — and they were suddenly perfect for him to push past and grab my ass. He spanked me so I sped up grinding against him.
Then I got loud. I was still struggling with his belt when he snaked his hand around and pressed his large fingers into my pussy. This man held me against him while he finger-fucked me on the ground. He shushed me a couple times but I was totally lost in the moment and moaned enough to wake the block.
Before I could cum, he called it quits. Apparently he’d heard people behind us when we were walking and they’d probably caught up by now. He stuck his fingers in my mouth while he readjusted his belt and said we should move on.
Of course I’d never let him get away that easy, so I led him onto a wooded trail and took down his pants the moment we seemed hidden. My knees dug into the twigs & dirt but I ended up with a face covered in cum so it was absolutely worth it.
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[S/S] Making love to my trans sister.
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I love Jeff and he is the most amazing boyfriend we could ever have but I need my sister. I need her love; I need her touch. I need her.
When she kisses me and our tongues are loving each other, I feel whole.
When her cock is inside me, I feel complete.
When she cuddles me, I feel safe.
When she is mad at me, I cry and can't stop until I fall asleep.
Every time she tells me she loves me, I become even happier.
I even love watching her and Jeff fucking because I know it makes her feel good.
Her dick is dark and beautiful. I kiss it every morning when we wake up and every night at bedtime.
Sometimes I fall asleep with her cock still in me and I hate waking up to find it's out.
I even let her do me in my butt.
I want to have Jeff's baby and my sister, and I will be the babies' moms.
I want to be with her and Jeff forever and ever and ever.
When she has a bad day, I hold her.
She has the most perfect ass ever. Even better than Jeff's.
She is so pretty; I can't believe she is with me!
We eat strawberries together until we get sick and then Jeff puts us to bed.
I am rambling and everyone has probably stopped reading by now.
She makes me cum with her mouth at least once per day, every day.
She loves to eat french fries and pizza while drinking champagne.
I am shorter than her.
When we make love, I cum almost instantly and then we continue. She excites me mentally as well as physically.
No one will ever separate us.
She wants to get a vasectomy soon. This is her idea and when she does, I plan to go off of birth control (IUD) and we are going to try to have a baby with Jeff. He wants this too. Yes, I will stop vaping, smoking and drinking as soon as we start trying to make babies. I might get a bit moody but they understand.
Our families do not know that she and I fuck. They know we both fuck Jeff and they have learned to be ok with that. They do not need to know about us as that is our private business.
She had made 4 teddy bears for me.
Have I mentioned I love her???????????????????
Bye.
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Erotic books were women take the initiative
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Can someone recommend me a erotic book in which women take the initiative both before and during sex?
Ideally narrated from the point of view of a woman.
Thanks!
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[F] 18 yo Asian - I found out my friend has a fap folder and masturbates to me
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edit 3!!: part two posted!! read it here :D [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11sb0ha/f\_part\_2\_update\_18\_yo\_asian\_i\_found\_out\_my\_friend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11sb0ha/f_part_2_update_18_yo_asian_i_found_out_my_friend/)
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this happend actually happened a couple nights ago. we had a little party for my friends' bday- all my friends were there, including one of my best guy friends, lets call him M. M and I usually play video games together and I like to use his league tft account because he has cute skins, and he gains elo ( winwin scenario)
im pretty small and lightweight so after only a couple drinks of soju.. i was knocked out, M was a sweetheart and helped me into my friends bed.
i woke up in the middle of the night and my phone was dead and everyone was downstairs asleep. I couldnt fall back asleep so I took M's phone to play some tft, and as I switched apps on his iphone i noticed he had a photos application running with screenshots of me fom ig, fb, etc., and even screnshots of our video calls where he can see parts my butt and cleavage..
there were photos of other girls i know in the folder, but its pretty surreal to know that one of my best friends is literally jerking it to photos of myself. it actually did make me horny seeing that I was part of his fap collection, and it was strangely erotic seeing my friend in such an intimate light. its kind of hot knowing that hes finding pleasure and cumming to the thought of (probably?) fucking one of his best friends
anyways im acting like I never saw this. maybe I’ll start teasing him in our calls though
edit: lots of suggestions to tease and "accidently" flash him in call, what do you guys think ;3
edit2: we will be trying something soon.. leave suggestions folks and stay tuned folks :)
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22m An evening exploring toys with my female friends 22m
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My friend came over to my place. We sat in the living room and talked. When we talk about sex, I couldn't wait to introduce her to my favorite toy - the rabbit vibrator. My friend is more reserved. She's never used a rabbit vibrator before. She was finally willing to give it a try on my strong recommendation. We try it out in my bedroom, where we could be comfortable and have some privacy.
I explained the unique features of the rabbit vibrator, including the extended tentacle and mini-mouth design. She was intrigued by the dual-motor and heating function, and I could tell she was excited to try it out. But she was always a little shy, and I could see that her ears were red.
I handed her the rabbit vibrator guiding her from the nipple to the clitoris slowly and watched as she explored her body with it. The vibrating and licking motions sent waves of pleasure through her clitoris, and she moaned in delight. I encouraged her to put the vibrator in and turn up the intensity, and the added warmth from the heating function made her gasp.
As she continued to play with the toy, I could see her body responding to the sensations. Her breathing quickened, and her hips began to move in time with the rhythm of the toy. She used the extended tentacle to stimulate her clitoris while the mini-mouth design focused on her G-spot and the vibrating part constantly irritates her vagina, and it wasn't long before she was on the brink of orgasm.
Finally, she let out a loud moan as she reached climax, her body shaking with pleasure. She collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily and grinning from ear to ear. I couldn't help but feel a little turned on myself, watching her enjoy the toy so much.
We spent the rest of the night experimenting with the rabbit vibrator from Bestvibe, exploring all of its unique features and discovering new ways to pleasure ourselves. It was a night I'll never forget, and I was thrilled to share it with my friend. The rabbit vibrator truly is a game-changer when it comes to solo play, and I can't recommend it enough.
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A Swinger Story, pt 3 [MFFM, 30s] [group sex] [swingers]
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"Mmmm, please do," I said softly as I stretched out on the bed, still coming down from my orgasm. They walked over to the other side of the bed, climbing up next to us with Cass laid out next to me. I reached over, running my hand down her arm, savoring the feeling of the softness of her skin. Reaching up, I played with her nipple, rubbing it between my fingers and giving it a little tug before letting it go.
I watched as my husband knelt between her legs, burying his face in her pussy and making her moan softly, pushing her hips up toward him in response.
James continued lazily moving his fingers in and out of me, watching them play as he circled my sensitive clit with his thumb. I reached down, pulling his face up to mine for a kiss before whispering in his ear, "I need your cock in my mouth, now."
Without a word, he slid off the bed, his fingers now gone and leaving me feeling empty and aching for more. He removed the rest of his clothing, climbing back up to kneel by my face. I happily grabbed his beautiful cock, giving it a test lick before I placed it in my mouth, beginning to slowly suck up and down, my hand resting on his thigh as he quickened his pace, pumping into my mouth a little deeper with each thrust.
I felt his hand reach for the back of my head, holding it steady as he fucked my mouth more quickly now. Distantly, I felt hands on my breasts, playing with my nipples, followed by more movement between my legs and a tongue darting up and down my dripping wet lips.
Whoever had moved between my legs began to remove my thong, James pausing only for a moment so I could lift my hips to assist. In that moment I opened my eyes, noting Cass knelt between my legs, my husband at my side still playing with my breasts and my nipples.
James began moving again, his pace steady but slow enough that I could still focus on the other sensations around me. I felt Cass' hands on my thighs, running up and down, her nails lightly grazing my inner thighs. Her tongue expertly circling my clit, lapping up the wetness that her husband had created only moments ago.
I felt someone grab my hand, moving it up as I felt it wrap around my husband's hard cock. I began moving it up and down, keeping rhythm with James' continued face fucking, trying my hardest to focus on all of the sensations without getting lost in them.
I felt Cass slide two fingers inside of me, continuing to lap at my clit, driving me closer to another orgasm. I moaned, James' thick cock deep in my mouth, drowning out the sound, as his wife worked her fingers in and out of me just as he had done.
The pressure continued to build as I lost myself to the sensations, so many hands, so many bodies, it was hard to focus on any one thing but I drove my focus down to my throbbing pussy for long enough to feel myself going over the edge. I fell, both men stopping their movements to enjoy the view of my body thrashing and Cass along for the ride, her mouth never leaving my clit.
Everyone was still for a moment, my breathing returning to normal as I felt Cass moving up the bed. In my haze, I felt James moving as well, sliding off the bed and standing next to the nightstand. I felt Cass' soft lips kissing up my neck, until she reached my lips and began to claim those as well. Our tongues dancing, lips soft and tentative, tasting myself still on her tongue.
Eventually, I moved my hands to her waist, pulling her up until she was straddling my face. It only seemed fair to return the favor. I began licking her pussy in earnest, my tongue darting in and out of her only to move up and play with her clit. My hands on her ass, with an occasional smack for good measure.
Yet again, I felt motion near my thighs. Feeling someone's hands moving my legs up, bending my knees and spreading them apart. I felt a cock, notched at my entrance. Unsure of who was there, I let out a moan of assent, hoping he would fill me deep in the way I needed so badly in that moment.
He pushed in, entering me and filling me up, the initial stretch was delicious and intense. I continued my work on Cass' pussy as he began to pump in and out, steadying himself with his hands on my knees, giving way to using them as leverage to go faster.
I could feel Cass getting closer, grinding her pussy into my face, as I opened my eyes and saw my husband standing on the bed, his hand steadying himself on the headboard and his cock in Cass' mouth. From the other side of Cass I could hear James' moans as he began to fuck me harder. His sounds intermingled with Cass' cry of pleasure as I took her over the edge, riding my face as she came.
Cass' weight left my chest, replaced with a soft kiss from her as she knelt down on all fours, her ass in the air, presented to my husband like a gift. I watched as he positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips and beginning to fuck her with vigor, making eye contact with me as he did so. She rested her head on my chest, both of us enjoying the pleasure as we were fucked by each other's husbands.
It wasn't long before I felt James' hands begin to shake on my legs, his breathing ragged and his pace a frenzy. My own moans mixed with his as I said, "I want you to cum all over me."
He grunted an acknowledgement as he continued to drill me, driving harder and faster as he reached his own peak. I barely had time to react before I was left empty as he pulled out, removing the condom in one clean motion, before sending ropes of hot cum all over my abdomen.
Collapsing next to me on the bed, his breathing fast and his heart racing, we watched together as my husband smacked Cass' ass hard, slamming into her from behind.
"Fuck yeah, baby. Keep fucking her hard. I want to lick your cum off her ass when you're done." I moaned, watching as he gripped her hips harder, his fingers digging into her soft skin.
James grabbed a towel from the bedside table, helping to clean me up as we watched them together. Once I was clean I crawled over, placing myself next to her ass to receive the cum. I kissed her ass while I waited, biting it for fun which elicited a muffled moan in response.
I watched as he slammed into her one more time before pulling out, removing the condom and laying his dick on top of her ass. Cum began to shoot out of it, coating her ass and shooting into my open mouth as I covered him with my lips to drink the rest of him down.
I swallowed, then began to make quick work of cleaning up his mess by licking up the rest off of Cass' beautiful ass. She moaned as I made one last lick up her pussy for good measure.
Collapsing in a heap together, arms and legs intermingled and chests heaving from the overwhelming exertion and sensation of it all, we laid together for a moment, just enjoying the afterglow.
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Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, humiliation, bondage, lezdom, ass worship part 7
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My tongue dances around the plug, tasting myself all over it. My heart still racing from the orgasm that was just forced upon me. My eyes locked to Sam.
She lifts her shirt over her head and un buttons her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She slides her shorts down revealing the black lace underwear underneath before sliding them down to her ankles.
“Now it’s my turn. You ready to help me cum?” She asks as she steps out of them.
“Mhmmm” I nod my head. Muffled by my plugged mouth.
She leans down and pulls the plug from my mouth. A line of spit follows it.
“Did you like it? Do you like how your ass tastes?”
I look away from her. Giving her a small nod. The thought makes my ears hot, I don’t want to admit it but….
Sam grabs my chin pulling my gaze up to. My eyes lock with hers.
“Say it. Tell me what you like.” She demands with a grin.
“I……. I like to taste my own ass…” I whisper. Hearing the words leave my lips makes me want to crawl into a hole. I couldn’t even say those words in my head without…
“I know you do, because your a dirty little girl aren’t you? Cumming all over my sheets. Sucking on your messy butt plug. Disgusting.”
“I’ll show you how disgusting you are.”
She hops onto the bed standing over me. I look up at her as she turns away from me and steps over, straddling me. Her hands reach back, spreading her ass cheeks apart.
“Let’s see who’s you like to taste more.” She says as she starts to squat down.
Oh my god!
I’m still bound and unable to move away. I look up frozen as she sits down. My mouth between her ass cheeks. That’s when it hits me. Sam is right. I am a disgusting little slut. The thought of tasting her ass has me drenched. I stick out my tongue.
“Mmm there we go.” She says as she sits down onto my face. I can feeling it poke and stretch through her. The ring of her asshole clenching around my tongue as it slips in. I wiggle back and forth feeling all around the rim. My pussy aching to be touched, but my bound hands cannot reach.
“Keep licking it just like that.” She moans as she reaches down. I hear the buzz of the wand before I feel it vibrating against my chin as she puts it on her pussy. I stick my tongue in deep.
“Yeah tongue fuck my asshole baby just like that.”
I feel my tongue move as the fingers of her other hand enter her pussy and push agains my tongue. I try to match her rhythm as she fucks herself as the vibrator rests on her clit. The sounds of her wet sounds of her pussy and my tongue make me want to go faster. Deeper. Pull the orgasm out of her. I speed up.
“Y….you like to eat my ass. Don’t you?” Sam asks as her fingers speed up. My chin a little wetter than it was a moment ago.
“Mhmmm” I say through licks. I kiss onto her hole and suck. Building pressure before I return my tongue to its rightful place.
“You w-want it? You want to taste my cum?”
She asks as she lifts off my face, standing up. She turns around looking down at me and squats down knees spread. Bringing her pussy down to my face. I look up at her. My body is on fire. My hips wiggling, pussy begging to be touched. I want it I want all she can give me.
“Give it to me please. I want you’re cum.” I beg as I look into her eyes.
“Yeah?” Sam asks with shaking breaths.
“Yes I need it. I need your cum miss.” I lean my head forward and slide my tongue between her already soaked lips. Eyes never moving from hers.
“Fuck….. “ She grunts as she grabs my hair pulling my face into her. I stick my tongue out and lick inside as she starts to wiggle the wand back and forth on her clit. Her legs begin to shake.
“Ohh shit…. Oh shit… take it you dirty slut!”
Her knees give out a little as her eyes cross. Her stomach starts to twitch as she lets go. I take my tongue out and shake my head, wiggling it around her hole. I want her to fucking give it to me. I deserve it.
The first squirt shoots past my face and lands in my hair. She pulls my ponytail aiming the stream to cover my face as I try to catch the juices with my tongue. She pulls me tighter, pulling my mouth tight to her pussy. I lick as I taste her girl cum roll onto my tongue. Swallowing whatever didn’t roll down my chin and onto my breasts.
She lets go of my hair after a moment and turns off the wand, letting my head fall to the mattress. She stands up, looking down at my bound and soaked body before she hops down off the bed, untying my binds and freeing me. I takes everything in my power to not reach down and make myself cum again.
“Look at you, all messy. You need to get yourself cleaned up before our big night on the town.” She says with a smirk.
“We’re all going to have soo much fun.”
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[F23] Banged by Husband's Friend
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"Goodnight, guys!"
An absent-minded chorus trailed after me. My husband, Pate, and his friends were playing Rock Band. It was late for me, especially after a couple of drinks. I stumbled upstairs and into my bed, where the constant bass quickly soothed me to sleep.
I woke in the dark sometime later, the bed shifting behind me -- my husband finally joining me. It was pitch black in our bedroom so I didn't bother looking. His body curled up around me, and I nestled closer with a sleepy, contented hum.
I felt his engorged bulge at my butt, and his hand sliding to my breasts. I woke up a bit more while he kneaded my tit. He wanted to play; he usually did on these late nights.
His lips brushed the back of my neck, licking the top of my spine. I shuddered and arched into his tongue, into his fingers massaging my breast, into his swollen cock rubbing my backside. He felt larger than usual. Mmm...
He unhooked my bra. I shrugged out of it as his hand snaked over my belly, slid beneath my panties. His fingers, his whole hand, and his arm actually, felt a little bigger and hairier than usual. I ignored it; I was probably just sleepier or drunker than I thought.
He explored the smooth top of my mound for a few seconds as I lifted my leg over his, giving him more access. His fingers quickly curled and cupped me, the middle digit pressing at my entrance. Impatient today. I didn't mind.
His flattened fingers gently rolled and circled my clit, his tongue and breath still tingling deliciously at my spine while he rocked his bulge on my ass. His eager finger dipped into my quickly forming wetness. He worked his way into my slick passage, deep, deep inside. His finger really felt longer than usual.
He began to thrust while rolling his palm over my clit. I moaned and moved with him. Sleep was far from my mind by then. Another finger slipped in and I was soon panting, clinging onto his thrusting digits, chasing the rising heat in my core.
"Oh, ah, yes... yes, yes, yes, more..."
I whined when his fingers left me, but he seemed to be taking off his boxers. I lifted my hips when he tugged at my panties, kicking them away. His warm cock snaked between my legs a few moments later.
"Ooh, yes..."
He slid the hard shaft over my slick folds. I vaguely wondered why he was being so quiet.
The tip of his cock pressed against my entrance, rubbing agonizing little circles, barely dipping in, then out, then in again, out and another circle. I panted. He was teasing me.
"Please just fuck me, ahh, fuck me now!" I begged, working my desperate hole over his cock head, trying to impale myself.
He pushed in one slow inch at a time. He felt thicker than usual. It felt amazing. I barely noticed how he kept thrusting further and further, deeper than he'd ever reached before, until he bumped into my cervix. He couldn't usually do that at this angle, and his pelvis was only just brushing my ass.
"Oh, you feel so big, mmhh..."
I felt so full, so stretched, so good. "Mmm... yes, yes, fuck me..." I moaned, rotating my hips a bit, trying to fit more of him inside me. His arm wrapped around my pelvis and he began to thrust, pulling out slowly before diving back into me. A few, wonderful, long strokes later, he withdrew all the way and rammed in hard.
I winced. "Ow." He pushed insistently and groaned at the way my inner muscles clenched tighter. He sounded strange.
"Stop, that hurts," I mumbled. He chuckled.
I frowned. "Are you ok? You sound weird."
"I'm just great, honey."
That wasn't my husband's voice.
I froze. It sounded like Dave, one of his friends who I'd never really liked. He'd always seemed a little off and he talked to my tits more than my eyes.
Cold fear raced across my skin and down my spine, my pussy involuntarily pulsing.
"What the fuck?" My throat was raspy. I swallowed and raised my voice, squirming and kicking. "Get away from me! What did you do to Pate?"
His arm tightened, his legs tangling with mine. "Shh, he's fine, just passed out downstairs. You don't want him to wake up and find you cheating, do you?"
I struggled, trying to pry his arm off. "You're raping me!"
"That's not what you said earlier." He grabbed his phone and replayed a clip:
"Please just fuck me, ahh, fuck me now!"
The blood drained from my face. I lowered my voice. "I thought you were Pate!"
"Sure. Too bad the video didn't get that." He started thrusting again.
"Goddamn bastard," I hissed, then shuddered. Fuck, but he felt good.
"Mmm, shh, your pussy is so much sweeter than your mouth. Just enjoy the ride, baby. Or I could show him the video..." He chuckled, his cock gliding in and out of my tight heat.
My husband would probably believe me, but it would still be horrible. If there was any doubt, our marriage would be ruined. They'd probably have a huge fight and it'd get out, everyone would know. Maybe I just needed to fuck this asshole once and pretend this never happened.
I closed my eyes. "Fine. Don't come inside me."
He slammed into me, making me wince and shiver. It hurt so good. "Don't worry, babe, I'm clean. And I felt your IUD."
That didn't mean I wanted to be dripping with his cum when my husband woke up. He'd want to fuck me too. My stomach twisted imagining my husband's cock swirling with Dave's cum. "Just pull out. Please. Come anywhere else you want."
"Mmm. I want to come in your tight, hot little pussy. Move with me, baby. It'll go faster if you help."
I gritted my teeth, rolled my hips, and tried to pretend he was my husband. That made it worse. He felt so good.
He groaned. "Fuck yeah, I'm finally fucking your hot little body. You don't know how long, mmh, I've been waiting for this. Oh, yeah."
"Just hurry up." My body didn't care who he was. I needed him to finish before I came. I was already so close.
He laughed. "There's no rush, baby. I slipped a little Benadryl into Pate's drink. You're all mine for a while. Ah, fuck yeah."
I closed my eyes. I thought of my husband out cold just below us, trying to ignore the cock plunging in and out of my depths. I imagined the mess downstairs I'd have to clean up, instead of focusing on his hand groping for my clit.
My hips bucked when he found it.
He groaned. "Oh, oh yeah, that's good. Fuck me, Priya, mmm. Don't stop moving that ass." His own hips pumped faster, driving the thick, hard length of himself through my tightening tunnel.
I panted, feeling myself approaching the edge. I fought it desperately. I couldn't come on this rapist's cock. The thought made my body tense. No. I couldn't be getting off on being raped. He just felt amazing, that's all.
I did not want to be raped. I did not want this. I... did not... no...
"Ah! Ah, ah, ah, mmnnh..." I whimpered, my pussy clamping down and beginning to pulse as the wonderful, intense heat claimed my senses, my body succumbing to his pounding cock.
"Oh yeah, you're so tight. Are you coming? Fuck me, that's hot." He grunted and held still, letting me ride out my orgasm on the full length of his thick shaft.
Guilt came crashing down with the last wave of my pleasure. I felt somehow complicit like I really was cheating on my husband. I shuddered.
He chuckled. "Yeah, you like that? You like coming on my cock?"
"No. Just finish already," I muttered.
"Can't wait to feel my cum inside you, Priya?" His hand slid up to my tits as he pulled out. I tensed. He wasn't done.
He nudged me onto my back and latched onto a nipple--licking, sucking, nipping while he climbed between my legs. His tongue swept to my collarbone and up my neck. I turned away, closing my eyes.
Light flashed over my eyelids. His phone was out and the flashlight was on. Fuck. He propped it on my nightstand.
"Turn that off!" I grabbed at it. He caught my arm, pinned me down.
"Shh. Don't worry about it. No one else has to see it if you just... ah... cooperate." He sighed as he watched himself slowly sink back into me.
"Fucking rapist bastard," I spat for the video's benefit. "I don't want this. You're making me do this."
He bumped into my cervix as he licked his lips. "Mmm. Let me record us once, babe. Give me something to remember this, and I won't bother you again."
I felt the oddest hint of disappointment that I wouldn't have this beautiful cock again. Fuck me.
"Fine," I mumbled. He grinned and restarted the video, pulling out all the way so he could capture every inch of the slow glide back into my slick tunnel. I couldn't tear my eyes away either. His glistening shaft gradually disappeared inside me until the base of his cock met my entrance, his balls resting on my ass. I moaned, clenched unwillingly.
"Oh, fuck yes," he groaned, beginning long, thorough strokes as he settled his body over mine, licking and kissing his way to my lips.
I gasped and let him kiss me. His tongue teasing, lapping, swirling in my mouth, his soft lips and warm breath -- it was too much, too intimate. I whimpered.
He leaned into my ear as I tried to bite back my moaning, panting pleasure. "Let go, baby. It's ok to like it. Let go, and move with me, mmm, yeah, just like that. Oh yeah, fuck me, baby, oh."
I moved with him. It didn't matter that he wasn't my husband. It didn't matter that he was recording this. Or rather, thinking of all that only made the heat gather faster, like my body delighted in being used, claimed, conquered.
"Ahh... mmnn... ohh..." I couldn't hold in my cries anymore.
"Yes, yes, baby, you feel so fucking amazing, so nice and tight. Tell me you want me, baby. Tell me you want to come on my cock."
I really did want it. No, my body wanted it, my pussy begged for his thick shaft to fill me, stretch me, take me over and over again. I couldn't want him. No. Ahh...
My back arched.
He pumped faster, smashing my clit with his pelvis, ravaging my insides in places my husband could never reach. "Let go for the camera, baby. Let me hear how good you feel."
I felt amazing.
"Fuck," I moaned. "Ah, ah, oh... fuck me, fuck me harder! Ahhh... yes, yes, ah!" I wrapped my legs around his back, my orgasm building, coiling impossibly tighter with every thrust.
He groaned and pummeled my body with that magnificent cock, pounding bliss into my whimpering, shuddering flesh. "Fuck, baby, you're so wet. Are you going to come for me? Yeah, come now baby, oh yeah, unh, fuck that feels good. Damn, you're so fucking hot when you come. Yes, yes, squeeze my dick. Oh fuck, oh fuck, unh!"
He didn't hold back this time, thrusting faster and faster through my twitching, convulsing walls, groaning and grunting as he rutted inside me, shouting when he finally filled me with his cum, his cock spasming with each spurt of hot fluid. I cried out with him, my body in ecstasy as his heat flooded me, joining my own hot waves of pleasure.
I slowly came back to my senses. His phone probably caught every moment of my humiliating, shameless release. I almost asked him to send it to me.
He sighed contentedly into my ear. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, Priya." I stayed silent while he picked up his phone, aiming it at my pelvis when he slowly withdrew, liquid pouring down my ass. He smirked. "Mmm, I love a cum-filled pussy."
I glared at him when he finally stopped the recording. "You're done. Get out. I better never hear about this."
He chuckled and squeezed my boobs. "It's been fun, honey. See you in a couple of weeks."
My husband's friends got together at our house regularly. I pulled the sheets over myself as he moved off the bed. "You said you wouldn't bother me again!"
The light from his phone vanished. His voice came from near the door. "Mmhm. Something tells me you'll be the one bothering me, baby."
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[S/S] My trans sister and our boyfriend are annoyed with me, and I am a teeny-weeny bit drunk right now.
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I can type just fine when I have been doing some drinking alone because I was bored. They both had to work late, and I was home for hours unsupervised and I watched TONS of porn and drank some booze. I think I drank a large amount of booze. Then I forgot that I am supposed to go outside to smoke but not to vape and I smoked some Newports in our living room.
They came home, the apartment was smoky, and I was extra drunk and naked and all "LET'S FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Now they are in the bedroom watching a movie. I tried to join them but I can't shut up. I neeeeeeeeeeeed to suck both of their yummy yummy dicks!!!!!!! They kinda hate me right now. I have switched to bubbly water and keep burping and laughing. They said when I am no longer drunk, we can play like sex monkeys but that is probably going to be a while because I have been drinking a crap ton of liquor.
I have a feeling I will be asleep on the couch soon and I will not get to bang my sister (she has a penis) or our SEXY boyfriend tonight. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I am going to find some nice porn and eat some tiny buttery crackers and not have any more booze. I have my little vibrating egg that makes me flop around like an electrified weasel.
I WANT SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[TFFuta, 18+, Gender Affirmations]
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Alex melted into the kiss.
Propping up the petite girl, Sarah pulled Alex into a close embrace, pressing their cocks together. It felt so odd to feel another person's penis, especially against hers. Whenever her girls used the strap on on her, it was never more than mouth, pussy, cum. But now, she could play and explore and feel.
Laying the cutie onto her bed, Sarah took in her lover. Alex was so cute, fake breasts and all. Kneeling before the girl, Sarah took up the smaller girl's cock, stroking it gently. It didn't take much to coax a trickle of arousal from it, Alex was obviously ready to go.
Full of nerves, Sarah placed a kiss on the tip of Alex's cock. A moan slipped from her. Taking her cue, Sarah slipped the member into her mouth. It tasted slightly salty from the sweat and arousal mixing. Slobbering on a silicon dildo was nothing like the real thing. There was some give, some immediate feedback as she went.
Sarah didn't want to spoil the fun by making Alex cum too early, so with a few licks and bobs of her head, she got the other girl ready for the main event.
Sliding the cock from her mouth, Sarah smiled. Alex was lost in the most attention she had received in some time.
Crawling onto the bed, she straddled Alex. Her lover's eyes popped open in surprise, like Sarah could disappear at any moment like a forbidden fantasy. But Sarah was very much real, and very much horny.
Grasping Alex's cock gently, Sarah guided the head to her slavering pussy who had been waiting so many weeks and month for this. Rubbing the tip up and down her lips, her eyes rolled back imagining what was about to happen. Without waiting for permission, she sat back slowly as to not hurt either of them.
Mutual gasps of astonishment left them. It was unreal. Alex had never had sex with anyone, and Sarah had never had a real cock in her before. And today, both were coming true.
Sarah impaled herself fully on Alex's cock, sending shivers through both of their bodies. She started slow, having never down something like this before. Her small bounces on Alex's shaft sent waves of euphoria rumbling through them both. This was pure bliss.
The pace ramped up as they fucked, and soon they fell into rhythm with each other.
Moans rose up around them, unfettered by worry of getting caught. They could let loose here, experiencing the feral need to fuck.
Sarah's ass danced as she went, slapping against Alex's thighs with each move, like a metronome to their song of passion.
On they fucked. "God, fuck!" Alex screamed. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna- I'm gonna-"
"Yesyesyes, oh please! Please cum in me!" Sarah joined.
Their impassioned screamed grew to crescendo, and each growled a final screech of climax.
Just as Alex unloaded raging loads into Sarah's pussy, Sarah's own cock rained thick rivulets of cum all over Alex's unmarred body, painting her smooth skin with affection and lust.
They groaned as both locked into poses of orgasm.
Then Sarah finally collapsed onto the cum covered body of her lover, locking lips with the girl.
Between breaths and kisses, she gasped, "Fuck that was intense!"
"Holy hell, yah it was," Alex exhaled.
They laid for several minutes, kissing and breathing each other in. Silence save for the ragged breaths surrounded them.
After a long while, Sarah finally spoke up. "Hey Alex, would you want to be one of my girlfriends?"
Alex looked confused, shocked, surprised, contemplative and Confused again in the matter of a few seconds. "One of your...? Wait, so you already have a...?"
Sarah nodded. "But it's like, a polycule. We are all each other's girlfriends, we all support each other and love each other." Leaning in she whispered, "we all fuck each other."
The other girl perked up at that. "That sounds, really nice. But, I haven't met any of them, would they... accept me?"
"Girl, look at me, I've got a penis too, and they love me. At least they love having hot sex with me." Sarah smiled. "Look, before our date and before we came her, I sent them all a message about you, and they all seemed super excited to meet you. Oh that reminds me, mind if I snag a photo of you? They're gonna love this. Sorry, I kinda got cum on your bra."
Alex turned bright red. "That sounds... super hot actually."
Tapping her phone, she smiled before showing Alex. "There we go."
"Oh wow, I am covered in y-your cum," Alex was still the color of a tomato. "I'm sorry, I just never thought I'd be able to go on a date with you, much les have sex with you and then get invited to your relationship. It's a bit overwhelming."
"Hey, it's okay. To be honest, before too long, I was probably gonna ask you anyways. Your just so dang cute." She gave Alex another kiss. "Here, before I forget." She got up out of bed. "What size bra is that?"
"Oh, uh, 32Cs," Alex said.
"Here, take this," and Sarah handed her new girlfriend one of her old bras that no longer fit. It was pink and lacy and super cute.
"Oh I couldn't, I can just wash this one," Alex said.
"Don't worry about it, you're my girlfriend now, so we can share clothes if we need to."
Alex nodded sheepishly, taking the garment. "Could you, uh, turn around. I feel super awkward taking my boobs off."
Sarah nodded, doing as asked.
A moment later, Alex said, "done."
Alex looked super adorable wearing Sarah's old bra. It fit her skin tone super well, not to mention her pink nails and toes. Her eyes watered.
"Oh gosh, come hear," Sarah said, sitting back on the bed. She kissed Alex, before nuzzling into her neck. "You're so pretty. And I had a lot of fun today."
Alex's sniffling became sobs. "Thanks Sarah, that means the world to me. It's just been so weird being able to be who I am now after not being free to for so long."
"It's okay, your safe here. To me you'll always be girl and my girlfriend. I love you, Alex."
Her girlfriend pulled away, shocked. It was the first time someone other than family had said that to her and meant it. Alex continued to cry. "I-I love you to Sarah."
And they locked into a loving kiss.
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Hot morning sex [FM][F30+][M20+][Blowjob][Slow fuck][Light BDSM][Sadomasochism][Interracial]
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We started off the Saturday morning with non-sensual touching homework as directed by our therapist. It was my husband's turn to receive and I [5'4" petite Asian] enjoyed being the giver so much. I enjoyed hearing his quiet relaxing groans as I touched him. I was wet just from touching him all over and massaging every section of his body but not being allowed to touch his morning wood. I love my husband so much [5'8", Hispanic solid muscular build], his sexy face, muscular back, shoulders and arms. Good god, his buff arms make me weak sometimes. By the time I was done with the non sensual touching and I started touching his hard & thick cock, my thong was already damp to the touch. I don't think we were supposed to go straight into sex after but we can never help ourselves.
I really love going down on him lately...But while he laid on our bed, I teased his dick with my hands and we were passionately kissing for a bit before things started to heat up. As our mouths danced and fought each other, he hovered one of his hands by my pussy and inserted his finger shallowly at first into my soaking wet pussy. With each kiss, I got wetter by the second and could feel him get harder by the second with my hands around his warm throbbing dick. As I became more and more aroused with his finger in me, I felt him push deeper into my pussy that tightened and gripped his fingers...
I asked him which lips he wanted down there and he enthusiastically but gently redirected my head from his lips to his erect, girthy penis. I was more than happy to wrap my lips around it and start tasting him like he was a popsicle melting on a warm summer day. God his pre-cum tasted so good. I couldn't stop sucking on his erect penis and continued for about 20 minutes while he continued to finger me with two fingers. I lost track of time because I was enjoying myself so much. He grabbed my hips and insisted we move into 69 so he could reciprocate and give my juicy pussy the royal treatment.
He loves to tease the fuck out of me so he'll get me soaking wet until I beg to ride his manhood for my favorite type of clitoral orgasm. This time, he slowly entered from behind where I could get into reverse cowgirl so he could fully appreciate and squeeze my assets. He gets the view of my medium length black hair grazing the small of my back right above my cheeks. He's unbelievably good at making himself last as long as needed to get me off and today was no different. He loves when I control the speed and depth with reverse cowgirl and I'm kneeling/laying down in front of him. I started to slow fuck and bounce on him the way he likes as he uncontrollably let out multiple groans. I love making him groan, it's so fuckin hot. I go super slow and then fast and keep alternating the rhythm of my bubble butt bouncing on his erection. I love feeling him get even harder as I slide my wetness up and down his erect penis. He's taught me that slow fucking is hotter for both us so I take my sweet time and drop down super slowly during some of the long glides.
I reverse rode him while he squeezed and slapped my ass until he left warm pink handprints marking both my cheeks. He grabbed the dual ended feather & leather whip rod from our nightstand and slowly ran the feather end side up & down my back, making me shiver in pleasure. After he teased with the feathers, he gently whipped each of my ass cheeks and I trembled with pleasure and pain as I continued to slowly glide up and down his amazing cock. Every time he did this, I'd pause and pulse/kegel myself around his dick because I felt extra aroused. I slowly grind my ass and rotate into him so he gets deeper and feels how tight I am. You could hear how wet my husband makes me with every bounce. My glutes squeezed and contracted around him as his 7 inch cock drowned in my pussy juices.
We did this for awhile and then he finally let me flip around and ride him on top. He started kissing & sucking on my left nipple which he knows drives me crazy. Because I was so wet and aroused, he could actually suck on my erect nipples instead of lightly grazing them with his big hands that always felt incredible against my sensitive nipples. I slowly rode him, up and down, alternating speed and driving him deeper into me. I picked up speed as he continued to grab my butt cheeks, suck and kiss my hard nipples. I kept riding him and could feel him get harder and harder inside my soaking wet pussy as I rode him. I could feel my favorite clitoral orgasm start to build so I rode him faster rubbing his hardness against my pubic bone. He told me to slow down but by the time he did, he started to cum and I was already cumming and moaning so loudly with so much fuckin pleasure that I came simultaneously with him. I was so loud, he put his hand over my mouth which made me want to moan louder. I felt his warm cum fill up my wet, swollen pussy. I couldn't help but wrap my legs and thighs even tighter around him after we finished. He just fucked me into oblivion and I was a breathy, satisfied wife that couldn't get enough of this sexy man who also happened to be her husband.
It was the first time in a while since we came simultaneously and it was incredible and the hottest sex we've had in the last few months. He is still the only man with whom I've ever had synchronized orgasms.
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[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter
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(Reposting according to guidelines)
For some context, when I (M41) was in college I had a girlfriend, we knew each other since we were young and started dating at 18, we're from Mexico and her family was conservative, however we both never any interest in getting married or having kids. Around two years later we started having sex more often, and one day we didn't have a condom but we agreed I would pull out and she'd take plan b the next day just in case. However after that time she started acting weird and broke up with me shortly after without an explanation. I was heartbroken and she seemed that way to, but some weeks later her and her family moved to a different state and cut communication.
Ok so back to the present, I moved to a different city, a few days ago I was having dinner with a client discussing some stuff but it ended up going nowhere, he left and I stayed at the bar for a few hours and I spotted a young lady starring at me I said hi and she seemed a little shy so I just kept to myself, a few minutes later she approached me and introduced herself, we began talking and she turns out we grew up in the same place, and hit it off. She came back to my place, had sex and stayed the night. The next morning we had breakfast and talked some more, and she told me her last name, and it was the same last name my girlfriend had. I got a little worried but didn't mention it. She left and I haven't talked to her since but have her number.
I've just been thinking and the dates match up, she has the same last name and looked remarkably similar to my ex. I know it's unlikely I'm just somewhat intrigued by it, I always suspected my ex had gotten pregnant and heard rumors she had a child but was never sure if it was mine or not. I plan on messaging her to get some more info. She said she was over 18 and showed me her ID btw
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[MFM] Part 4 - Spit roasting Heidi
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Link to Part1:
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/111fnkg/mf\_part\_1\_the\_horny\_housekeepers/
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Personally, I don't think I'm very good at writing erotica despite the fact I'll be publishing a book this year. Oh well, can't have the ability to do everything.
This will be the final part in this series of memories. My time with Heidi, her genuine kindness and her insatiable sexual appetite will stay with me for the rest of my days.
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In the previous post, Part 3, I had agreed to the three-sum but no to the crossing swords - anything gay. I Had just turned 25 a few months before this and 2-3 years prior I had an apportunity to step outside my comfort zone and try homosexuality. Growing up in homophobic ireland meant that a young uninfluenced me would've gone on to be Bisexual and comfortably but alas, we're all products of our environments. For the better and for worse.
This part of the story is hazy, I don't quite recall the trip over to their house, I likely walked the 20 minutes or and got beer on the way. Phil gave me a warm welcome, a big hug and one that had a much more intimate charge to it. I could feel the sexual energy coming off him in waves. It was intoxicating. At this point I'd explored a reasonable amount with men, despite possessing no physical, sexual or emotional attraction to men. I recall being curios what his cock looked like in that moment. I did love giving blowjobs, they're very thereapuetic and any man that says otherwise has never actually done it. (it'd take me a few years to figure out that I was very comfortable with the penis and sex, but not the man it was attached too).
We sat down and had a twisted tea, Heidi and come bounding into the room, if Phil had a sexual energy about him, Hiedi was positively raditating. She rammed her tongue down my throat in front of Phil and push her pussy against my semi hard cock, thanks to Phil who'd pushed his own semi-hard dick against mine during that hug. We all got caught up in the energy and became quite flustered and decided to sit down and let it pass a bit.
We smoked more of that weed, Phil was beside me and I could see his hard cock through his cotton joggers. Heidi was on the floor in front of us finishing off the joint and sipping her drink. Eying our hard cocks.
Heidi took control at this point, her nipples were rock hard and poking through the thin fabric of her tank top. Phil and I were both quite tipsy and a bit high but were eager to please this bundle of red haired energy.
Heidi reached out for our hands. "I want your cocks. I've waited long enough."
We stood up and a nervous shiver ran through me. I'd never ever done this before, I'd only ever sucked one cock a few dozen times (and swallowed) so having a third party present, despite the amount of fucking I've done in general at this age was still nerve wracking. The alcohol and 420 helped and had phil and I rock hard. I'm a grower, so im small-ish when flaccid and quite large when fully erect.
THe bedroom was dark with only the half moon lighting the room through the wooden blinds. The silhouette of tree's visible in their back garden.
"Irish.' Whispered Heidi as she kissed around my ear. "I promised phil he could fuck my pussy first."
She turned around and sat down on the bed and licked her lips with a hungry grin on her face. "Undress."
Phil and I exchanged a playfull glance and raised our eyebrows, smiling at one another. We took off what little clothing we had on and our hard cocks sprung to life. Phil was shorter but girthy. I was a late bloomer in general, my cock grew longer between ages 27-28 to a solid 8" or a little below it and i got girthy as fuck. I admired Phil's cock and wanted to suck it. It was hard to hold onto any inhibitions with so much sexual energy in the room.
Heidi grabbed our cocks and pulled us toward her, immeditely latching onto mine first and tugging Phil's. Over the course of 10 minutes she'd swap between both before her "hungry whore pussy" needed dick as Phil so eloquentely put it.
I layed at the top of the bed, Heidi putting plenty of cushions behind me and moved onto all fours, looming over my wanting cock, her tits swinging and hard nipples brushing my thighs. Phil moved his bulky frame in behind her. He was a little chubby but by no means fat. He wasted no time entering her. Her mouth gaped and I could tell she liked his cock, and she liked it alot. She was gasping with her mouth gaped. I got impatient and grabbed the back of her head, a fistful of red hair and shoved her mouth down on my fat irish cock. I didn't care, I faced fucked the hell of out of her until drool and tears were running down her cheeks and chin. She choked a few times before getting the picture. 'Either you suck, or I'll face fuck the hell out of you.'
I became lost, delirious in the sloppiest, wettest blowjob I've ever had, they are to this day the only blowjobs I like besides risque public ones.
I don't know how much time passed by but Heidi had a serious set to her face, she was tired of her husbands cock. "Irish, I want this big thing inside me, NOW. Phil, get your french ass up here."
Honestly, we both shut the fuck up and did as we were told.
I entered Heidi and her pussy wrapped around mine perfectly. Phil was indeed girtheir than myself at this point, but I was by no means small at all.
"It's perfect." Grumbled Hiedi who was staring back at me. Once again not giving two fucks that Phil was there. The 'Perfect' comment is one I've gotten alot over the years given my length to size ratio.
I dug my fingers into her hips and railed her in a way that Phil couldn't, in a way that no man had at this point in Heidi's life. I fucked her so hard a week previous to this 3 sum - it took a while to organise. That I left her walking funny because her pussy was so sensitive and swollen for days. God damn Testosterone boosters had turned me into a maniac.
The feeling of my cock slipping inside her wet pussy, my balls pounding off her pubic bone making that incredible slapping sound. She had gotten caught up in the moment also and had stopped sucking Phil's cock. He, who was now jacking himself off.
"Suck his cock Heidi, make him cum." I shouted, I declared.
She resumed sucking him only this time like a wild vorcaious animal. As if sucking his cock was the difference between surviving a life and death situation or perishing. Phil was getting close to cumming, as was I.
"Irish, fill my pussy, fill md and breed me now." And breed her I did. I unloaded a weeks worth of cum, rope after rope filled her pussy to the point it was runnign down her quivering legs.
I instinctively knew what she wanted without ever saying it aloud. I pulled out, droplets of sperm running down my softening shaft.
Phil seemed to understand too, and, after a moment stuck his swollen cock in her sloppy pussy and fucked her to another orgasm.
I layed down on the bed next to her, she wrapped her arms around me like I was her husband, not Phil. Phil sat down on the bed, collapsing with fatigue. We all just lay there in our sex. Hiedi's dream of being spit roasted had come true and I was happy that I helped make it happen.
My memory is hazy at this point, Phil got up but I can't remember why, I think he'd gone to the bathroom and had told us not to fuck till he got back - which is fair.
"So, I have a favour to ask." Whispered Heidi.
"Oh, what is it?"
"Would you suck Phil's cock?"
"You know I'm not attracted to men, right?"
"I know that, but I also know all about you, I know you like the cock itself."
"Heidi, it's too late to bring this up now suddenly, it'll fuck the equiblibrium and the night up. We'll end up arguing and fighting."
"I know that." Sighed Heidi. "It'd be amazing though, you fucking my pussy and taking Phil in your mouth and throat." I honestly wasn't against it, especially given the sexxed up atmosphere but it wasn't part of the agreement.
Heidi had moved on top of me and my cock was already hard, the head of which had Heidi's large labia wrapped around it lightly, tickling it.
"We can't.' I whispered in defiance.
"Oh, I don't give a shit." And she pushed down on my cock swallowing it whole. There's something insanely kinky about fucking a woman who got bred by me first, then her husband, who then chose me over her husband and more than once. We were fucking and I lost all interest in the world and anyone in it. but the sound of Phil's heavy footsteps echoed throughout the empty house. Heidi had instantly stopped riding me and just sat there. Phil stood in the doorway and it was obvious to anyone that Heidi didn't give a shit and didn't want to stop, which she did after seeing the look on Phil's face. It was genuine disappointment. Even I felt it.
"Hey Irish, I don't blame you, I know what she's like but I think I need to chat to my wife a bit." His tone of voice was different now, the type of tone filled with a sad sincerity. I got up off the bed and we gave each other a quick hug, our cocks glancing off each other. Which despite the situation was hot in it's own way. I dressed and walked home in a state of mind I can only describe as the movie "Donnie Darko".
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And so ends these series of memories/ stories.
My mid 20's to my late 20's were my formative years sexually, where I learned everything about myself and also about the changes that had happened to me and would happen to me. And learning to accept the "bicurious" side (I dont like labels). I still dont like men in this way, never will, but ive had cock since, late last year doing an old friend a favour - he lacked sexual confidence and revealed that he was bisexual and wanted to try it with a man but that's a different story. Sorry if it makes some of you uncomfortable, I always advise people to experiment. It helped me tremendously in dating women.
Proof was in the fact that I recently got approached by a Scarlet Johansen look alike, and she, within 2 minutes had made it clear that she was still in her prime and single. Again, another story - although this happened a few days ago.
On one final note: Heidi and Phil sorted stuff out. Hiedi and I continued to fuck but she was falling fully in love with me, and I had to end it but not before I got a video call of Phil, Heidi and Tina after a "MFF threesum" and the women saying that I was next. It never did grow to fruition, Tina's mental health went off the deep end (drug abuse) and I obviously ended tihngs with Heidi for her own sake. I wasn't going to be the one to destroy what was left of her marriage.
Thanks for reading!
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All About Her Part 10 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
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As Mags was speaking my mind wandered back to those brief times she latched on to a new lover calling him her “boyfriend.” It was demeaning in a way. I was the one who permitted her satisfying her sexual urges and needs outside our marriage without recrimination and with love. Her words were sailing over my head as she outlined what our new relationship would be going forward with the lad she had been shagging for hours. The secret triangle…the dirty little secret. I could see the lustful excitement glowing in her eyes. She was determined to have his cock on call. She desperately wanted his attention and nothing I could say or do would make any difference. I am the one who allowed this lifestyle and, in a way, I understood her needs and my love for her overwrote my misgivings about playing the role and character of the clueless cuckold husband she was spinning. Perpetuating this fantasy was going to be difficult. She had no qualms about cucking me in order to continue draining him of every drop deep within whatever of her holes he chose.
I realized she had stopped her pitch and was looking at me, waiting for my response. “Well, it seems you have this all worked out. How will you keep from our neighbors catching on and doesn’t his sister live there as well?”
She had a puzzled look on her face. “This is different. I need time to ease him out of his infatuation with me. If I give him what he wants, over time he will be able to find his way. He’s going to Uni and will start a new life with new friends, new relationships. I can enjoy his sex for a while and then ease out of his fantasy where I become his. What do you say?” I shook my head. “I am not really comfortable with our lying to him, but I know you better than you think. I’m not sure I buy your altruistic intent but I understand your needs. This cannot interfere in our lives, our home, our work…nor can our neighbors and family find out about this. Arrangement. Agreed?”
Mags nodded, leaned over and kissed me sealing the deal. She pulled me down next to her and whispered in my ear, “Thank you Luv” as her hand slipped inside my underwear to pleasantly seal the deal. I closed my eyes and relaxed under her touch. I knew she loved me and I also knew that she would’ve found other ways to keep Sid’s cock for herself. We would just have to see where this goes. Mags eased my hardening prick from my pants and I could feel her tongue lollypopping me from base to tip. She always knew how to. get me to agree to anything. As I began to thrust my hips she sucked me into her mouth I felt my balls tighten in preparation of release the thought crossed my mind…why would that kid want to give this up? I gave in to the warmth of her mouth and swirling tongue and she swallowed every drop. As we drifted off together I decided to go with it. I would trust her.
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I kinda miss the feeling.....
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About a month ago, while my relationship was on the rocks, we decided to liven things up a bit by being a little more creative with our sex. We agreed to go for a gangbang, or group sex session, in which I was the lone female and 6–8 men were on me.
At first, we only intended to have gangbang on Sunday night at my house. I had already taken precautions like packing a large pack of condoms, quality underwear, some pre-cooked meals, and some booze. I was simultaneously excited and a little apprehensive. I was getting ready physically and mentally when my boyfriend's phone rang. He said it wouldn't be possible today, but maybe in the future. Disappointed, I drank more vodka and went to sleep.
I was drunk and passed out at 2:00 am when suddenly 8 males in full naked woke me up. They tied me up in blindfolds and exhausted my hands, and what followed was an 8-hour sex party where they threw me around and fingered me until I peed all over them. Of course, the group cum on my entire body as they attempted every position.
It was so severe that I had to stay in bed for the entire week without wearing anything because even the smallest touch to my body made me cum. Even while it was enjoyable, the aftereffects were terrible because I found it difficult to sleep, shower, or even just drink water.
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