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9 minutes | Sep 2, 2020
Take Me to Church
A woman gets all new vibes by attending Sunday service.
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8 minutes | Jul 23, 2020
The Branding By, WBMS Lil Venus The branding room was cool, a few lights on the walls light the room dimly. The smell of honeysuckle fill the room. A fire is burning in the fireplace. A huge four post walnut bed with red and black satin sheets is in the corner of the room. The lovely blond haired slave is secured to a large wooden X in the middle of the room. Her legs spread wide a clit clamp on her swollen clit and alligator clamps on her nipples. Cum is still dripping from her cunt and ass. A blindfold of black silk covers her emerald green eyes and a red ball gag in her mouth. A feeling of contentment and fear in her heart. Fear of the unknown parts of this new lifestyle and contentment of belonging to her Master. She hears footsteps. Several set of footsteps are very distinctive. She feels hands grasping the nipple clamps and the pull on the. Gasping from the pain her body tensing from the pain. She feels a firm yank as the clit clamp is yanked off her tender clit. She cums from the pleasure of the pain she received. Hands touching, fingers pushing deep inside of her cunt and ass. So many hands fucking her, pleasuring her. As she cums again she feels a smack to her tits crying out as best she can, she feels several swats to her body. Her tits, her clit, her stomach, and her ass. Her mind starts wondering why He is allowing her this pleasureof pain, the pleasure of cumming. She pushed the thoughts from her mind as she starts cumming. Than shefeels it. A huge cock being rammed in her ass. She shakes her head trying to scream. This is not thepleasurable pain she felt with Master. This cock was bigger, thicker she knew he would tear her but she hadno way to tell anyone, no way to make him stop. Hands undo the gag. She gasps for air and screams out. All she hears is laughter. They want to hear her screams, her moans, her begging for them to stop, her desperate crying. She feels the yanking on the nipple clamps, the cock ramming in and out of her ass, fingers squeezing her clit and fingers moving in and out of her cunt. She feels it building a huge wave of pleasure. As she cums hard she feels Him shoot deep inside of her ass. Her muscles clinch the cock and milk him. She hears his moans, the moans of pleasure and she is reminded this is not her Master. Where was He why was He letting this happen, was He watching, enjoying what He was seeing? She screamed His name as she came “Master!!!!!!” She felt a breath on her neck as a voice spoke to her, “quiet whore I am here”. She sighed as she realized it was Him, her Master, her owner the one that completed her. Her body shaking as she finished cumming. He whispers softly in her ear, “from this point on not a word and remember to ask my precious slut for permission to cum. If you fuck up cunt the pain will not be pleasurable for you bitch. Do you understand?” She nods her head in agreement. She feels a hand connect hard across her face. Her head flies to the side. The familiar taste of blood returns to her mouth. He speaks to her in a low growl, “When I speak to you you fucking bitch you had better answer me” “Yes Master”, she utters softly. “Good little slut” he tells her. The sting of the swats to her body still burning the redness from them glowing tears come to her eyes as the swats become harder and come faster. The pain increasing, the red of the swats turning crimson as welts come to her delicate body. A tongue starts caressing her clit as she feels something huge being pushed into her. Her memory tell her that once again a fist is being shoved into her ass. Biting her lip hard as to not scream. Now there are 4 fingers going in and out of her wet cunt. Screaming, crying out as tears once again came to her eyes. The blindfold as wet as her cunt. The fist moving slowly in and out of her ass. Four fingers moving in and out of her cunt she screams out louder as a hand slaps her hard her face and a flogger across her tits hard. She screams again crying hard the flogger hits her tits again but harder and a voice whispering in her ear, “Shut the fuck up bitch or you’ll be gagged and caned do you understand whore?”. A tiny voice replies, “yes Master” the tears continue to come to her eyes. The fist moving in and out of her ass and finger in her cunt moving faster and faster, fingers pulling the clamps on her nipples the teeth on the clamps digging in hard on her tender hard nipples. The pain exhilarating she gasps begging “please Master may I cum?” “No slave not yet. I have one more wonderful pain for you to feel and when you feel it you can cum than slave.” Whimpering she feels the fist in her ass and fingers in her cunt speed up and the yanking on the clamps becomes more intense. She hears the clanging of metal and the sounds of footsteps approaching her. All she can concentrate on is not cumming than she feels it on her thigh. Hot metal. The smell of burning flesh fills her nose. She screams and clinches the muscles in her cunt and ass as she cums harder than she has ever before. The pain horrible. The worse pain she has ever felt. The most wonderful pain. The clamps are ripped from her nipples as she continues to cum. He reaches up and removes the blindfold so she can see the branding iron still on her ivory thigh. He looksinto her eyes and smiles at her. His beautiful slave. His pain slut. The iron is removed at the same time asthe fist and fingers. He leans in and kisses her tenderly. She whimpers, her body still shaking. Looking around she see 5 men as they untie her. One of them lifts her and carries her to the bed. He gently places her on the bed. She looks down and sees the brand the one her Master placed on her to mark her for all to see on her thigh. The pain from the brand horrible still her Master places fresh aloe vera on the brand so it will heal and ease her pain. He covers her torso with a beautiful soft blue silk material and lies next to her. Taking her in His arms her brushes her hair out of her face and wipes away her tears. Kissing her passionately He peaks to her, “you have made Me very proud of you My little slave. I love you and will always protect, guide and give you what you need and deserve as long as you remember who you belong to my pet.” she whispers softly, her throat raw from screaming and crying, “yes Master”.
6 minutes | Jul 9, 2020
The Kissby Liisa Lash We are so close to one another. Each blatantly invading the other’s space, a wall of electrically charged energy making our breath come in short gasps. It is warm, I can feel the heat from your body moving into me, as blood rushes to my head, my face becoming flush with desire. Our eyes are locked together, searching. I feel your gaze uncover my soul, the very core of my being, and I have never felt so exposed before, so utterly naked. I jump, as your fingers first contact the skin of my forearms, following the curves downward, to my wrists and you take my hands in yours. Our hands intertwined, exploring, memorizing each line, intimately tracing each digit, working together finding each others strength, connecting us. A bare fraction of an inch separates our bodies and time comes to a complete stop as we continue our erotic dance. It is amazing how aroused I am becoming, locked together by eyes and hands, I feel as though I cannot get enough air. Nervous, or is it excited, energy flows through my stomach, and, yes, the amazon begins it’s flow between my legs. I can feel your sweet breath on my face and I yearn to taste your lips. A gentle breeze glides past us, caressing my bare legs beneath my skirt, sending yet another chill through me. I hear the steady lap of the rivers water against the rocky shore, and feel the cold steel of the bridges rail in the small of my back as you hold me captive in your strong, unforgiving, arms. You step closer, and bring my hands, still wrapped in yours, behind me, pushing my chest out towards you. My nipples, already hard from the slight chill in the air, feel the heat of your body through the fabric of both our shirts. I moan softly when I feel the tickle of your stubble against my cheek, leaning me back further, you are now in control of my balance, in control of me. Your warm, wet, tongue traces the curves of my ear, your breath heavy, your lips kissing me softly, driving me wild. I can feel the heat of your very erect cock pressed hard into my thigh, and I try desperately to rub my mound against your swollen member. You chuckle, your, oh so evil chuckle, and whisper “patience” as you continue to ravish my neck with attention. I am aware of nothing, except the excitement you are causing to flow through me, head to toe. Each nerve in my body, utterly lost in you. I move my head to try and catch your lips, but you know me too well, and simply continue your oral assault on the other side of my neck. Moaning, now in frustration, as well as excitement, my thighs sticky from the juice now flowing freely from my smooth pussy, my tongue now finds your ear, and I whisper and moan “please” so desperately, there. I feel your smile as you grind your cock hard against my mound, and bite deeply into my neck. You release one of your hands and quickly hold both of my wrists in the other, still behind my back. Your free hand glides over my ass and pulls me tighter to you, then, reaching in the waistband of my skirt, you pull the back of my thong panties tight. Wrapped in your fingers, you continue to pull and encase my swollen clit tightly in the material. Your cock, now grinds hard against my eager love button, my legs rising to encase you. Bites, alternately soft and hard are peppered along my ears, neck and shoulders. Your hunger for me, increasing my hunger for you. I kiss and lick you as I can, but your ravenous assault on me leaves me weak and panting for air. My moans continually get louder, and I can feel your desire rising in time with each of my moans. Your mouth follows my jaw, ear to ear, and then back to my chin, where you stop, and then look at me. Our lust so clearly seen in each others eyes, your tongue darts out and licks my lips. Finally, I get to taste you. Our tongues, dance quickly outside our mouths, licking and tasting, tongue. My tongue catches your lip, and now our lips will meet. Lip to lip, pulling gently, upper lip, then lower lip, a tongue here, and there. Very warm, very wet, and oh, so, sweet. So softly, our open mouths meet, relishing the sensation of my tongue gliding over yours, sucking your lips, your tongue over mine, sucking my lips. Our tongues rolling together, stroking each other. Your soft moans echo my deeper, louder moans, as the tempo between our legs intensify. You start to bite me gently, then harder, and I am happy to do the same. My mouth is starving for you, but you are far hungrier, and draw blood, startling me I draw back. You lick the blood from me, catch my lip and then my tongue, and suck it into your mouth. I try to pull away, but cannot, and you suck harder, drawing me in deeper. My tongue, and mouth, are now completely enclosed within your mouth. Barely able to breath, I begin to tremble as my orgasm hits. Moaning, screaming from within your mouth, I gasp for air as my hips buck frantically against you, as wave after wave of pleasure courses through my body. You loosen your grip on my tongue and say one word, “beautiful” as we continue to kiss, softer, sweeter, and slower, for the eternity it takes for me to come down from the best kiss I ever had.
15 minutes | Jul 3, 2020
The StruggleBy, Shiaz“Look at me..”She was looking down at the patterns that formed in the wooden floor.He waited and watched her as she slowly brought her eyes from the floor to his face, he watched her lick her lips, swallow the non-existent saliva from her arid mouth.“Take your dress off”With trembling fingers she loosened the straps of her dress and held them in one hand.“Open your eyes, hold your head up and look at me”.She opened her eyes and looked at him, her fingers gripping the straps of her dress.He waited..She looked skywards, bit her lips and let go of the straps. The dress dropped to the floor.He sipped his wine slowly, enjoying her discomfort, knowing her legs would be trembling and her stomach crashing. He loved it, this moment where his natural dominance reached out to her and she had to fight to control her impulse to spit at him or run. He could see her struggle and it made her obedience to him all the more delicious. Although there were times when she definitely lost her struggle but not tonight, he could tell, she had promised him and he would make it so.. Tonight she would obey him without bonds, gags or blindfolds but out of her natural submissiveness to him and his dominance.He relaxed in the chair, his eyes roaming her body, making her blush and pale alternatively. She didn’t know what to do with her hands. She had never been so aware of them she was tempted to cover her breasts and did do before she remembered she shouldn’t. He watched her do it and smiled as she brought them back to her sides.“Come here..” he said softly, his eyes sparkling.Her legs felt like lead. She walked towards him and stood on the spot he pointed to about three feet away from him. He lifted a short cane from the floor by the chair and smiled inwardly as he watched the look of sheer terror cross her face. Her eyes opened wide and her inhalation of air was audible in the previously silent room.“Keep looking at me, until I tell you otherwise..”She looked into his face and watched as he held the cane in both hands and examined it in front of his face.Oh my God.. She hadn’t expected this, he had never hit her as such, he had slapped her and spanked her but this was different, now he had armed himself against her. Christ she had to get out. Her hands went to her legs to steady them, her face paling, as her feet grew restless.He loved it, he could literally see her thoughts and fear, he watched as her feet got ready to run. As he stroked the cane she could see his erection. Oh God..He raised the cane in front of her face and stroked it down her cheek, she flinched.“Open your eyes”.She did so as the cane travelled from her face onto her neck and down to her breasts, where it circled inwards towards her nipple. She gasped, he smiled.. He took the cane in both hands and looked down it like a gun sight, the loose end he pressed into her nipple. She resisted the urge to step backwards and realised that her thighs were wet..She realised he was no longer watching the cane as it pressed into her, he was looking at her face, weighing her response..“You like that don’t you? I can see it in your eyes and in the wetness upon your trembling thighs.. You were thinking of leaving me and now you are unsure” this amused him..“Tell me what you want, and then if you ask me nicely enough I may grant your request and do it to you,” She bit her lips, she could feel them swelling and tasted what she thought may be blood.She held her breath as the cane continued upon its journey.He moved the cane underneath her arm and gestured for her to raise it. As she did so he ran it the length of her underarm and down her side over her ribs. He brought it across her waistline and held it there gently prodding her navel.She had never been so excited and aroused and he hadn’t even touched her, her whole body was pulsing and throbbing and the wetness on her thighs was so obvious she was no longer embarrassed by it.She believed she could not be any more aroused and then the cane dropped down to her pubic bone.Her upper body convulsed as the cane slid over her swollen lips. He was watching her intently as he teased her cunt threatening to prise the lips open with the tip. Her cunt strained forwards, her hand darting towards her aching clit.“DON’T TOUCH! You have not asked permission. If you are going to use me to arouse yourself then it would be polite to ask me.She felt as though he had slapped her, her breath choked her, she wanted to stamp her feet and scream at him… instead she felt the tears well up in her eyes, held on the lower lids until they puddled into a waterfall and flowed down her flushed cheeks.“I am sorry Master.. I .. I..She placed her hands behind her and threaded her fingers into each other, she couldn’t trust them.He smiled at her and with slight pressure pressed open her engorged lips with the tip of the cane. Her legs opened involuntarily, his eyes noted knowingly.A loud sob sounded in the air and she realised it had come from her open mouth.His eyes glinted as he used a gentle sawing motion to torment her throbbing cunt.Her whole body was on fire, he was watching and weighing her every move. He could see the wetness on her thighs, her nipples were erect and her pupils were dilated.He changed the angle of the cane and pressed it further towards her arse. He leaned forwards and for the first time she felt the heat of his hand near her. Then very slowly he drew the cane towards himself, watching her teetering on the edge of orgasm.“I want to come, Please Sir may I cum? Her voice was frantic “Oh fuck me please Sir” was all she managed to gasp before the cane returned to the starting position of its torment. “Ssshh.. Patience, Not yet little one, I want to see your submission today, you promised and I will hold you to your promise. I expect you to do only as I ask or tell you to do, because that is what you said you would do”She only heard some of his words but she understood she desperately fought to ground herself as she felt every ridge and rim on the cane as he drew it slowly towards himself.Though he was enjoying himself immensely he realised that she was on the edge and would very easily go over. That was not what he wanted.He stood up from the chair and moved directly in front of her. He stroked her face and placing his hand behind her head he pulled her face to him and kissed her, he kissed her deeply, acknowledging her obedience and the courage she was demonstrating. She collapsed against him, needing him to hold her. He took both her arms and placing them at her side he stood her up straight, stroking her and soothing her with his eyes.“Look into my eyes.. “ She looked at him. His eyes held her, she saw nothing else, only him. She drew strength from him, it would sustain her. She trusted him, he would not harm her. She clenched her fists and held his gaze. He looked at her and could see the determination in her face. For a split second he was overwhelmed with his feelings for her. It was gone in a flash he composed himself and smiled reassuringly at her.His hands moved down either side of her body, she concentrated on not going with it. She had managed for many years to ignore these feelings but he had wakened her to herself and it was impossible to ignore her body now. But at least she was able to focus on separate parts instead of being bombarded totally. His fingers continued to stroke her, the sensations radiating outwards under his hands. He slid his hands behind her and kneading the cheeks of her bottom drawing them apart and dragging her forwards into himself. She could feel his erection against her wet pubes, pressing into her. Oh God how she wanted him.“Oh Please, I want you..!” she whimpered.., her eyes darting about his face, pleading with him.“I know, shhh, soon now” he whispered into her mouth as he kissed her, his fingers moving down and entering her, being soaked by her wetness.Stooping slightly he slid his fingers from her cunt and moved them in between her legs spreading the wetness to her arse.He moved behind her telling her to look straight ahead.She needed his eyes to focus herself and momentary panic set in, she grabbed his arm.“Its OK, it’s OK, he whispered into her neck as he nuzzled her ear. “I am here, I won’t leave you.. Open your legs for me..”She was reassured by his words and did as he asked.He put both his arms around her, taking her breast in one hand and the other around her middle his fingers teasing her clit.“Be still, trust me”. He commanded.He looked down at his erection and manoeuvred it to her arse, gently pressing against her.“Relax, I wont hurt you,” he took her hips in both his hands and gently pulled her into him, his prick probing deeper with each contraction of her entrance until with a slight push he entered her.“Still now.. Stand very still and lean forwards..” He whispered in her ear.He placed one arm across her back and the other around her hips.He watched as he slowly buried his prick within her, using the contractions of her arse muscles to pace his penetration.She gasped as he entered her, her knees feeling as though they were going to buckle until she locked them backwards. She could feel every inch of his throbbing prick invading her arse, it seemed to go on for ever. Then when she thought she could take no more.. it was still, the smarting at the entrance ceased, it changed, there was a steady pulsing from deep inside her, filling her, a steady throb radiating all over her, causing her to tremble and quiver. The breath she had held for so long was leaving her in little ecstatic gasps.He used her hips to slide in and out of her, slowly drawing her onto him and then moving her away again. He was close.. all his concentration was required to prevent him cumming. He was holding her up almost, she was high, drifting over the edge. She was rocking herself slowly against his groin, the movements slow and steadily increasing as she started to orgasm, the muscle contractions around his prick determined and purposeful.They were together and he was fully in control of them both. He felt it rolling over him, he kept it at bay waiting for her, he felt her ever
16 minutes | Jun 25, 2020
Dreams Do Come True
Dreams Do Come TrueBy, Aussie 1969Being the national marketing manager of Prestige Inc. had its perks. 5 star hotel rooms, unlimited credit and a few days off to recover after taking customers out.The annual get together sponsored by the company came around. It was a great way to mix socially with the people you work with. The champagne flowed freely as we all enjoyed a fine meal. Everyone was getting loose and smiles seemed to be a lot freer.Iris worked for our in our accounts department and was the last one to join our happy party crew.She was 24 not what you call stunningly beautiful but she had something that every guy noticed. Nothing you could put your finger on, but fucking her was one of the things I often thought about after seeing her in her office.Her partner Justin had hit the drinks hard so I took him out to get some air and suggested he ease up, as there was a long night ahead and plenty of drink to be drunk at other places.“Fuck off asshole,” replied Justin. “Who do you fucking think you are? King shit?”“No mate.” I replied “Just trying to lend a hand.”“Well I don’t need your help, so fuck off. Iris! Fuck Iris where are you?” He yelled as he stumbled back inside. I returned to the table there a band on stage. The small but adequate dance floor was already being put to good use.Sharon from imports grabbed my hand.“Come on Tim. You know my man doesn’t dance - it’s your turn.” she said pulling me to the floor.I danced a few songs then headed to get myself another drink at the bar.“Jimmy and coke thanks.” I ordered it was an open bar.As I waited Iris walked up to me and started to apologize for Justin. I gave her a small hug and told her not to worry - drink doesn’t suit everyone.“I know Tim, but you are so nice. You arranged our room and everything and he is being a jerk”. she said“He is but that’s ok. We are heading out after this - you guys coming?” I asked.“Here sir.” said the barman as he handed me my drink.“No we are just going back to the hotel.” said Iris looking sad.“Well it’s up to you - about 8 of us are heading out. The rest are going home to kids and stuff.” I told her - hoping it would make her feel better others were going as well.She looked longingly at me and said“I love him but sometime I just wish he wasn’t around so I could have some fun.”We joined the group and laughed and sang and danced the night away until the lights all came on. Those who were going hugged and kissed and left.Iris and Justin came over and Iris hugged me, thanked me for a lovely evening and suggested we could catch up for breakfast as we were staying at the same hotel.“I smiled. I might be back by then.” I saidJustin sniggered and said“Maybe I will be finished fucking her by then,” and turned and got in the waiting taxi.Iris’s eyes were so sad I just wanted to pick her up and take her away from this fool. They drove off and the rest of us headed out.We all ended up at an Irish pub with four floors a pool and gambling room. There was a bar with a cover band, an 80’s remix room and a house floor at the top.I had noticed a small petite girl with long, blonde hair. I was in the mood to throw someone around my five-star room. So I introduced myself.Our crowd grew smaller so I drew Samantha in and worked my smile on her. That lasted for 20 mins until her group left we exchanged numbers and she went. ‘Ah well, next time.’ I thought and jumped in a taxi.As I walked back into the hotel foyer I noticed Iris sitting alone in the closed bar. She had a bottle of champagne and a glass she was in a big chair overlooking the harbour.“Hey you” I called “What you doing?”“Having a drink and some quiet time Tim. The barman left me two bottles - this one is almost empty you can open the other one if you like.” she replied“Where is Justin?” I asked“Upstairs passed out in his own drunken mess. He is such a dick and you know what? He is so useless in bed.” she said.I heard her anger and resentment and knew this wasn’t a good subject to continue. I grabbed the almost empty bottle and took her out to the veranda overlooking the water.“Isn’t this better than being stuck inside?” I asked rubbing her shoulders and pulling her just a little closer.“It is Tim.” she said snuggling in closer“You know what? I sucked his cock for 20 minutes to get him hard tonight and then I looked up and he was asleep. Fucking asleep.” Her words were full of anger and disappointment.“Would you fall asleep if I was sucking your cock Tim?” she demanded.My cocked heard the words and sprang to attention.“Ahhh, no, I don’t think so. I think I would make good use of it.” I said“I know right, do you think I am sexy Tim? Would you stay sober enough and fuck me good and hard?”“I could be drunk, tired and chained to the bed and I’d still find a way to fuck you.” I said. The words escaped before I could control them.“I thought you would.” she saidHer hand reached down and rubbed my half-hard cock through my pants. It flicked to life. She smiled“I want to see; I want to know I can suck cock well and make it hard. Let me suck you.” she said.It was too late to stop her she dropped to her knees and unzipped my pants, the moon was shining on the water and my cock was getting harder by the second as Iris expertly sucked on it.Long slow sucks. Then pumping her face hard, while closing her lips as tight as she could around me. Then sucking the head, before taking it all the way to the back and into her throat.I leaned back against the railing enjoying Iris making one of my dreams come to reality.“See I told you you’re hard, I can suck cock can’t I Tim?” she said as her hand continued to woke my shaft back and forth.“You can Iris you sure can suck a cock and very fucking good at it as well.” I spouted.“Tim your cock is so much bigger then Justin’s, please fuck me with it.” she whimpered looking up at me.That was a given. How could I refuse a woman in need?We headed back to my room and as we got in the lift I pulled her close to me. We kissed and I held her tight in an embrace I am sure we both had longed for. I slid my hand under her short black dress.Two fingers slipped straight into her wet pussy as she wasn’t wearing anything to stop them. I finger-fucked her as the motion of the lift took us skyward.Our kiss moved with the motion and Iris started to buck as my fingers found her g-spot.I rubbed harder and harder sending her on a wild ride. Her pussy came on my hand. I pulled her close as my fingers worked inside her. Her body shuddered as she bit hard into my shoulder.“More Tim more, I want more please Tim.” She beggedThe lift opened and we walked to my room.I opened the door for her. As soon as she was inside, Iris threw off her dress over her head and jumped on the bed.“Don’t wait Tim come, come fuck me. I WANT YOU SO BAD” her words growing louder as she spoke.I kicked of my shoes and ripped of my pants. Iris had found her clit and was working it at a steady pace.“Fuck time that’s a beautiful cock. It’s so fat and ooooo I fucking want it inside me.” Her words were full of lustful fire.I walked to the end of the bed and started to crawl up from the bottom.“Lay back Iris, lay back I am going to devour you. I want to consume every bit of you.” I said my eyes not leaving hers for a second.She was in my trance I had locked in and her body was in need and what she needed was to be taken to release the fire inside.I grabbed hold of her legs and pulled her down so she was almost on her back I then spread them wide slowly like unwrapping a special present. I took my time.“Relax, put a pillow behind you and watch me enjoy you beautiful.” I said as my mouth found her moist outer lips.I licked and sucked her every curve. Her clit was already standing proud and ready for attention. I lightly licked it.“Fuck, that’s it Tim that’s the spot.” Iris said breathlessly.“Lick it. Eat me Tim. Please eat me.” She moaned againI continued to lick her folds and bud starting at her pleasure bud working all the way down her outer lips and back up again. Spending time sucking and licking in small circles, Iris started to buck her hips and her hand started to ruffled my hair.I continued my tongue entered her sweet tunnel and I licked her inner walls sending my tongue in as deep as it could go as my faced rubber her clit at the same time“Yes, oh fuck yes that’s so good.” She saidMy cock throbbed and rubbed on the bed. I started to buck. I pulled my face off her as I adjusted and went back to work on her hard pleasure bud again flicking my tongue over it lightly.One of my hands found her nipples and my fingers rubbed and lightly pulled them to the motion I was creating eating this delicious creature. My spare hand moved to the entrance of her pleasure hole.“Do it! Oh Tim do it please! Please!” she cried Without delay I slid two fingers back inside her and pumped away as my other hand worked her nipples and my mouth worked her clit.“Squeeze them squeeze and pull them hard Tim.” She yelledThe harder I got the more fiercerly she bucked, meeting my hand as I shoved three fingers deep inside her inviting gash.She came screaming loudly“Yyeeeeeeeeeessssssssaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Yyyeeeeesssss!”She grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it muffling her screams as I continued to finger-fuck her wanton hole.Throwing her pillow aside she called.“Tim fuck me, no more play, fuck me. I want you to fuck me like I have dreamed about so many times.” she said her voice true and strong.I crawled up her body taking her legs with me pushing them up my arms and sliding them onto my shoulders. Iris’s body slid completely onto her back.I pulled my cock a few times to be sure but I was harder than ever. I looked at her under me.“I have wanted to fuck you for so long. I have dreamt about fucking you so many times.” I said passion in every word.I took hold of my man meat and I rubbed it over her hole just putting the head inside then pulling it back out and rubbing her clit with it. Teasing her and enjoying every second and dreaming of what was to come.“Tim do it! Stick it in FFUUUCCCKKKKK MMMEEEEEEEEEEE pleASSSSSSSSS FUCK MEEEEE.” Iris pleaded.I slid my cock into her slowly, enjoying how the head of my cock spread the inner hole of her moist lov
6 minutes | Jun 24, 2020
1st Date By, Panter 896 After fifteen minutes of flirting and intense eye contact, I finally decided to approach her. I was never really big on the whole, "I don’t give out my number, so I'll take yours." Never liked playing that game, it never seemed to work out in my favor. But her flat stomach and tight jeans had ‘exception’ written all over them. Now, I have to admit, I am a little surprised. An hour later, I receive a text from her. She is texting me from her car, on her way to a Redbox, and wanted to know what I am doing later. Another hour passes, and she’s pulling up my driveway. As she steps out of the car I am instantly reminded of why I made an exception... those tight sexy jeans that caught my attention earlier. I always wonder, "how long does it takes for women to squeeze into jeans like that?"; hopefully I’ll be finding out in the morning. It's already late, so we head upstairs to the third-floor master bedroom, to watch the movie. After some intense conversation, mixed with some flirtatious smiles and contagious laughter - we decide to turn off the movie, dim the lights and set the fireplace to high. The snapping and crackling sounds of the blazing flames echo off of the walls of the rooms, mixing with the smooth lingering, cohesive sounds of jazz, playing in the background. The thick smoke from our blunt dances up from the tip of it, tapering off into darkness of the room, leaving the ripe and potent stench of weed hanging in the air. We devour each other with our eyes. She is so confident, and secure with her wants and needs. The conversation is foreplay. Her lips are aggressive and an aphrodisiac; they are so sexy and a huge turn on. The way she can articulate her desires, drives the both of us of crazy. Something about women that can describe her wants and needs in detail... it’s a definite mind cum. I think she feels the same way, before I can change the topic; she is already straddling me and is sucking my tongue right out of my mouth. I finally lay back as she climbs on top of me. She wants it and the fact that she can feel it pushing against her leg, is only helping matters. Her light skin tone is perfect, so smooth and flawless... she is young, smart and experienced, she went on to teach me things that night that we will never forget. I want to drive her crazy and she knows it, but she won't give in. I can't even get her nipples to work in my favor, I play with them as she straddles me, I licking and sucking them, softly biting them while massaging them with my tongue as I squeeze the other breast with my hand. I do some of my best work... but nothing, just a smile…..like, “That’s all you got?” She unzips my pants and starts working the tip of my dick with her hand, just the tip, which is different. I start getting hard when I feel the tip of her tongue and the warmth from her mouth touching me, the sensation stimulates my whole body. She works it with her hand and mouth, within seconds I am so lubed up, I don’t know how she keeps me in her mouth. But she does, amongst other things. Something about a woman putting her fingers in her mouth then making them disappear underneath her panties is beyond hot. She starts licking and sucking the head of dick, while working the shaft with her hands, BOTH hands, opposite directions, while she is mouthing me off-UNREAL. She has the right pressure, the right amount of lube. She says she is a college student, but I can’t help but wonder what she was studying! Suddenly, she stands up and orders me to do the same, I don’t think I am into things like that, but before I can decide, she is on her back and guiding me into her mouth. She places my hand on the back of her head encouraging me to push harder. Her mouth is wide open and she is eager to have it filled with my dick. If she is working this hard for an A+, I just wonder what she will do for some extra credit. Now, all men are down for some slutty-like head, but this is extreme. I feel like I am fucking her mouth, actually I'm not even in the driver seat, she has her hands clasped on my ass and is pushing me deeper into her mouth, well throat at this point. She is gagging and I am loving it, I mean, I am fucking her throat like it was pussy, a very tight one. It am so wet that I just slide deeper and deeper and I don’t even think she is gagging anymore. I am told that for every woman who loves to be fucked in the throat until she gags; there are five that hate it. This is amazing, I can’t wait to return the favor, though I know I'm not going to be able to top her performance, but I am going to worship every inch of her body until I make her cum from places she didn’t even know existed. She is good, in fact the best, and she knows it..she had to. I cum so hard, I don’t think she even tastes it, it just shoots down the back of her throat. I feel like I abuse her mouth, more or less her throat, and can’t believe that she loves it but she sure seems to. I am still turned on, still hard as a rock. Just as I am getting ready to return the favor, she rolls over and starts to go to bed. I think it is just a game until she confirms by asking if it is okay for her to sleep in the nude. I can’t believe it, she tells me that she came while she was doing it and is all set. I didn’t even notice that she was playing with herself, but she tells me she had gotten off twice. Not only that, but she adds that she doesn’t fuck on the first “date” cause it’s nasyt... go figure!
7 minutes | Jun 23, 2020
Blackmail Sex from a Hotel Hook-up
Blackmail Sex from a Hotel Hook-upBy, Squeedy72 My mistress ,who is also married, and I hooked up at hotels at least once a month. She had actually went from being a wife to my sex whore who found out through our hookups she loved kinky sex and man could she give a blowjob! She was one of about 4 out of over 100 women I've been with who could get all my cock down her throat. Beautiful ass also! On one occasion we decided to try a different spot. I parked by the back entrance and she would enter that door and get a room. Before she came back out to tell me which room, 2 hotel maids came outside to smoke. I thought one looked familiar but thought it was coincidence. My hookup came out to tell me which room it was, and by the way she was dressed it was clear to anyone she was there to get fucked! One of the maids began to stare intently at me as I got out of the car and as I walked by she said with an evil grin, "hey neighbor, what brings you here?" My heart sank to my stomach. Although my wife had shared me often, it was taboo for me to go out on my own or with someone she didn't choose or approve of. She was someone I had seen from a distance or out in town. Immediately I began to scan her body and began to find good traits she had. At one time she was probably super hot! She was short, plump ass, nice full larger than average tits. All of her parts had began to succumb to gravity a little. She was beginning to show some age and extra weight. But that was fine with me. There was no way she didn't know I was checking her out. I had to do somethin. After some very awkward chit chat she stated how it would be ashamed if my wife found out and that she could keep a secret. She said "I know when your wife is home. I can come by when she won't be home if that's ok. Or I can come by when she is and you aren't." I agreed and told her an afternoon that would work out great and gave her details. Upon arriving in the room I told my mistress what happened. She was incredulous toward the whole thing. She tried to "talk me out of it" and I assured her I would do everything possible to avoid it. To my surprise later that day Kim, the neighbor, was walking across the field that separates us. When she got to the house she had a beer and had makeup and tight pants and a loose shirt on. I knew what she was there for. In a way I was looking forward to all of it. I had already planned on calling and telling my mistress. I could feel the attraction she had to me..I felt an attraction toward her that was more like "I'm going to fuck you so hard you can't walk for days". After a few minutes she went to the bathroom and I called my mistress and told her what was going on. She said "oh my god I can't believe that little slut. You are going to tell her to get lost aren't you?" I said "no, I'm going to have to fuck her or she will tell." She asked how good she looked and what her body was like and said "well, she won't suck your dick like I do and I bet her ass isn't as nice!" I told her that at one time she was pretty hot but she is still fuckable now. She told me to not hang up the phone because she wanted to listen! I said ,"WOW..that makes me hard even thinking about that!" She replied "I want you to fuck her so hard she never wants to come back because I'll bet she doesn't have a clue how big your cock is,and I want to hear you pound her hard!"When Kim got back in the room I went straight up to her and and began to touch her breasts and quickly put my hands under her shirt. I started telling her how beautiful i bet her tits were and how much I wanted to suck them and see them. Before she could say a word I had her shirt and bra off. She had some nice tits that just kind of bounced all over the place. I began to talk dirty to her and asked how she wanted to be fucked to which she said "Im going to get my pants off and bend over the couch and I want you to pound me from behind". She began stepping out of her pants and grabbed the side of the couch bent over..I dropped my pants and had almost a full hardon . I could see she was looking between her legs and when my dick flopped out she kind of raised up and turned around with some concern and said "oh my god, you will stretch me out so bad with that thing I'll be ruined for my husband. I knew it was big, but not that big." I started rubbing her pissy with the head of it and began to say things like " does the thought of taking all of it make you wet?" As she began to moan and get wetter and wetter I began to push my cock into her tight pussy. After some soft smooth slow strokes I began to get about halfway in and then..I began to bottom out with every pump. She began to squirm and sort of yell with each pump. As I watched her plump ass jiggle and her tits sway back and forth with each hard pump I began to swell up even more as I began to fill her tight pussy up with 7 or 8 big squirts of cum! As I pulled out she was still shaking and she said "oh god, I'll never be the same after that!" After she left I talked to my mistress who was still on the phone. She said "good lord sounds like you did fuck her hard. I think you liked it you slut!" Later my neighbor would send me pics of herself naked. I told my mistress I would send them to her so she could see who I fucked and she agreed. She said ,"well, she doesnt look near as bad as what you said, she has some really nice tits. I bet you loved those,I heard you sucking on them and talking dirty to her. If you have to fuck her again to keep our secret safe..do it!"
6 minutes | Jun 18, 2020
Kneeling Before Sir
Kneeling Before SirBy, ObedientSub84Feeling the carpet dig into her knees has always felt right. Kneeling for Sir has become every desire she has ever known encompassed into one. Her play collar and blindfold feel like the warm embrace of old friends. Placing on the nipple clamps and leather cuffs that Sir has laid out for session places her into further sub-space to serve Him. She waits, listens, and craves to hear her Sir enter the room. The excitement of His Dominance creates a thin layer of sweat over her entire body, the sense of Him as he enters the room makes her wet and wanting to serve Him in every way completely. She feels His presence in front of her and her mouth begins to salvate to taste His hard cock within her mouth. He finally speaks asking, "Who owns this dirty little whore?" She responds without pause "You, Sir own this dirty little whore, completely." She feels Him get closer and instinctively her mouth opens to take His long hard cock down her throat. She knows this an honor, a privilege to suck Him, taste Him, and crave to get to do it again. Sir commands her into position one. She's trained to know to immediately bend over the playroom bed, legs spread wide, and cuffed wrists above her head. He steps behind her and lands a perfectly placed spank of her ass. A submissive shutter travels through her entire body as she can feel His Dominance radiate off of Him. The spankings continue one hand after the next, both cheeks getting red, hot, and feeling alive. He pauses and picks up the flogger, the one he knows she loves. The one that thumps hard on her wanting ass, thighs, and pussy. He begins flogging her harder and harder, the pain beginning to grow both inside and on her soon bruised skin. In his perfectly Dominant way she feels the next thump of the flogger and He immediately informs her that she will be getting a series of hard stings with the vipers tongue. She jumps involuntarily with each hit. Her ass, inner thighs, and clit getting stung hard with every blow. Sir knows her body, her needs, and immediately commands her into position three. She flips over to her back on the bed, cuffed arms above her head, and legs spread eagle for His every use and desire. She waits quietly listening, hearing her beloved Dominant picking up different items He's laid out for her pleasure. She can feel Him between her legs as He slides the perfect size glass dildo deep into her wanting ass. His finger slides deep inside her pussy as He spreads her open to enter her. With his first thrust inside He also takes the glass dildo and fucks her hard. Her submissive body shutters in pleasure she has never known. Her body building an orgasm that will make her scream in pleasure provided only by his Dominance. She begs to cum while being double penetrated by His complete and total control, but He instructs her to hold it in until she can't anymore and to scream as she orgasms that she is, "His ass whore that he owns completely." She holds on as long as she can and explodes screaming her Sirs command and feeling her entire body shakes in pure ecstasy as she squirts and orgasms harder than she ever has before. Her body used, pleased, and Dominated completely she begs to be allowed to taste her Sir's orgasm in her mouth. To have the honor to get him off and be given that which is so very important to her, to know that she has properly pleased Him during their session. Position five is instructed of her. She lays lengthwise across the bed, her head face up lying over the edge. She opens wide to take Him deep down her throat, feeling Him face fuck her continuously deeper and harder. Sir pulls out and begins to flog and slap her tits as He positions above her to suck his balls reverently and tongue His asshole with vigor. Just then he repositions Himself and plunges all the way down her throat and cums hard. Pumping every drop into her mouth as she swallows and savors everything He has given her. He then collects her into His arms. He comforts her mind, body, and soul until the session ends. He knows that as soon as she leaves she will crave His Domination every moment until she kneels before him again, he knows she is submissive Him completely. He knows He owns her. She knows she will kneel reverently before Him again and that fulfills everything she is.
32 minutes | Jun 17, 2020
I Like What I Like, Part 2
I Like What I Like, Part 2By, Lee “Do you have to smile like that” Mrs. Valentine asked as I looked at her. I was standing in the doorway of the bathroom after having rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash following my first taste of a woman’s nether regions. Upon reentering the bedroom, I was treated to the sight of Ms. Valentine’s exquisitely naked body gleaming with perspiration (and lingering droplets of come on her pubic hair). “Honestly Ms. Bunny” I said making my way over to the bed, “after what’s transpired tonight, how could I not be smiling with unbridled delight?” I lied down in the bed next to her, continuing to admire her gorgeous body. “Well, you are still inexperienced, so I guess I can’t be angry at your excitement” she said while reaching out and running her hand across my shoulder. “But can you dial the grin back just a bit? You’re looking a bit like a serial killer.” “Can do” I said letting my face return to normal. “So tell me Ms. Bunny.” “Dude, enough of the pleasantries” she said cutting me off. “We’ve spent the last half hour licking each other’s genitals and assholes. There really is no reason to be so formal. Just call me Eunice.” “Alright then, although I’d just be trading one alias for another. But what’s in a name anyway?” “You have got to be the biggest nerd I’ve ever had to fuck” she said with the same exhausted expression she’s worn all evening. “I’ll take that as a compliment” I said unfazed. “So tell me Eunice, how many of your clients end up professing their undying love for you after a session of passionate fucking?” “Quite a few if I’m being honest. Not to brag or anything, but I tend to have that effect on people – both men and women.” As she spoke, Eunice struck a pose, propping her hand up on her hip while lying on her side. “Well aren’t we full of ourselves” I teased, “Although, after witnessing your sexual prowess firsthand, I couldn’t blame any client of yours for falling madly in love with you.” “What can I say, I aim to please” she said with a smile. “So what category do you fall into? Are you seconds away from bending the knee and professing a deep love for every fiber of my being?” “Not quite honestly, although I do like the dramatic touch you added just now.” “Why thank you.” “Anyhow, despite your incredible beauty and magnetic sexual energy, I realize that this union is nothing more than a transaction between two people. I pay you a lump sum of money and you help me forget about my loneliness, my less than stellar looks, and my social awkwardness. In addition to all that, you’re also taking my virginity and making me the happiest man on Earth for a few minutes at a time. It’s a fair trade if you ask me.” Out of the blue, Eunice struck me, slapping my right thigh with her left hand and making me wince in pain. “Hey, I didn’t sign up for any masochism tonight.” “I know” she said giving me a semi-serious look. “That was for calling yourself ugly. I do not tolerate self-deprecation during my working hours.” “I never said I was ugly” I protested. “As if ‘less than stellar’ is supposed to mean anything else” she said throwing my words back at me. “Look, this is a safe and accepting workplace. As long as you are with me, you are to think of yourself as the sexiest creature on the planet that women can’t wait to have sex with. Understood?” “Yes ma’am!” I said emphatically, feeling my cock stand with new found vigor. “Good. Now, let me kiss you and make that pain go away.” I moaned softly as she leaned her head down and pressed her soft lips to my stinging thigh. Slowly and gently, I ran my hand down her back, relishing in the feel of her smooth skin. Had it not been for the sound of an alarm, we could have stayed like that indefinitely. “Has our time together come to an end” I asked solemnly as she rose to check her phone. “Not quite yet” she responded. “This session still has fifteen minutes left. So, how might the gentleman like to spend the remainder of his time?” “Well,” I began as Eunice started kissing m shoulder and moving her hand across my chest “I’d like to spend the first five minutes just talking so that I can pick that brain of yours. For the next five, I’d like to simply cuddle and explore every inch of your beautiful frame. And with the last bit of my time, I would like to pleasure you to the best of my ability one final time.” “As you wish” she said. “Ask me any question you like.” “Tell me Eunice, do you ever regret the life you’ve chosen?” “No more than you might regret your professional choices. It’s really not that different than any other line of work. The hours can be long, the work grueling, and some days I simply want to stay in bed all day. Not to mention the strain it has on my personal relationships. You have no idea how hard it is to tell your parents about your seedy profession.” “Wait, you’ve told your parents” I asked somewhat surprised. “I mean, it was either that or let them assume I was doing something really illegal like dealing drugs or robbing people.” “Fair point” I said. “So how did they take the news?” “Looking back on it, they took it pretty well. My mom’s main concern was my health; after being a little hysterical about me never being respected giving her any grandkids. My dad on the other hand thought he had failed as a father at first. But once I convinced him that it had nothing to do with his parenting and everything to do with me just loving to have sex, he took it a little easier. He’s so comfortable with my occupation now, he’ll actually joke about it, saying stuff like ‘My daughter might be a hoe, but at least she gets paid for it’.” “Those are some pretty supportive parents.” “I’m not sure supportive is the word. I’d say they understand and accept my way of life. Anyway, as far as regrets, I have none. This is what I’ve made of my life and for now, I’m content with it.” “That’s good to hear” I said with a smile. “It’s important that people enjoy their stations in life. But do you ever desire to have a family and wonder how this line of work might affect them?” “Now that’s a good one. It has crossed my mind a few times. I know that I won’t be young forever. I will age and lose this firm, tone body and no longer be cut out for this lifestyle. It frightens me some days; that I’ll wake up way past my prime, either unable to bear children or marry a man whom I’ve fallen in love with. I mean, it’s not like a ton of men are eager to settle down and have kids with a whore.” “That may be true, although I think that number is a lot more than you think. But I don’t think you should sell yourself so short. Sure, you may be a whore right now, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be one when you decide to settle down.” “Okay but there’s always the possibility of men looking at me as damaged goods; as a used up hag not worth the effort of compassion or affection.” “And those men would be either overly cruel or hypocritical” I said with some conviction. “Look, I’ve never really subscribed to the stereotypes surrounding sexual activity. I don’t think people should assign virtue to virginity or vice to promiscuity. Take our stations in life for instance. Juxtapose our lives for the world to see and it’s obvious who would be deemed the loser and who’d be deemed the slut. But have us trade places and watch as society deems me the alpha male and you a saint.” “That’s an interesting way of looking at things, but it doesn’t change reality. Anyone who knows my occupation will only see that. Who in their right mind would be willing to look at the person beyond the prostitute?” For a slight moment, Eunice seemed genuine and a little vulnerable; although I’m sure I was just imagining things. Not wanting to make things awkward by getting sappy or overly sentimental, I offhandedly replied to her question. “The right person that’s who” I said. “You won’t be dating just anyone when you go into a relationship Eunice. You’ll be dating, ideally, someone who is right for you; a person who can take a single look at your past and shrug it off with relative ease. And they’ll be able to do so because your past should not and does not have complete bearing on your future. As long as you are willing to put this life behind you and become fully committed to someone, they should be willing to accept that your past doesn’t define you.” Eunice responded to what my heartfelt opinion with, of all things, a fit of chuckles. “Really man” she said with tears in her eyes. “You really think that there’s some kind of unicorn man out there for a whore like me?” “Call me a fool if you want, but I actually do.”&nb
20 minutes | Jun 16, 2020
I Like What I Like, Part 1
I Like What I Like, Part 1By, Lee“Excuse me Ms. Bunny. I know we've got business to attend to and pardon me for asking what must be a basic question, but what on earth is a rim-job?” Ms. Eunice Valentine (who goes by Snow Bunny during working hours) slowly looked in my direction, her face awash with perplexity as her eyes seemed to search my profile for a hint of sarcasm. “Dude, really?” she asked slightly bewildered. “I know you said you were a virgin, but this is on a whole other level.” “Hey, I warned you beforehand that 'virgin' didn't begin to describe the depths of my inexperience” I said while doubled over and awkwardly fumbling around in an embarrassing attempt to take off my shoes. Eunice 'Snow Bunny' Valentine is part of an upscale escort service in the city. The service was run completely by women who were in total control of the clients whom they choose to have sex with. In addition, each escort set the price range for each client. Although, it was made clear to each client that the base price was $1,500 – no one was fucking for free. Ms. Valentine had began undressing as we conversed, shedding the trench coat she had worn that was now soaked from the unrelenting downpour going on outside our motel suite. Underneath that wet layer of clothing was perhaps the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen: Ms. Valentine's scantily clad body. The loose pink lingerie barely clung to her full figure, giving me a nearly un-occluded view of her ample ass, globe like breasts, and a few stray pubic hairs leading to her succulent pleasure. The breath-taking view was bringing my own instrument of pleasure to life, making it stiff with the anticipation of exploring beautiful and uncharted territory. After letting my eyes take their fill of her, I managed to follow her example and began disrobing further. “Being a virgin is no excuse for not knowing the basics. Haven't you watched porn before?” She said sounding slightly annoyed. “Of course I have, but it wasn't like I was paying attention to the terminology. I was trying to jack off, not study for a vocabulary test” I said while folding my clothes and putting them in a corner of the room, leaving me in my boxers and black socks. Honestly, I had a pretty good idea of what a rim-job was. The only reason I was playing dumb was because I wanted one but was too nervous to ask Ms. Valentine for such a favor, so I thought I'd float the idea around and hope she'd take matters into her own hands. “I suppose you have a point there. Fine I'll give you the gist of it; a rim-job is simply licking your partner's asshole. For added pleasure you can finger or jack your partner off depending on who you're with. Any more questions sir?” I didn't dare to ask another sex based question as the imagery from her explanation alone was nearly enough to make my erect penis spew its seed. Instead, I decided on a more prevalent question: one that had been nagging at me since I met her in the lobby. “Just one: why do you go by Snow Bunny when you're as black as I am?” While my skin tone wasn't all that dark it was certainly far from the whiteness of snow and so was Ms. Bunny’s. Her skin was a silky light brown, like cafe mocha. “Now that's a more valid question. I figured out a few years ago that men tend to flock towards white escorts, so the name is solely for attracting more clients.” “I understand. Although I'm sure no man has ever been disappointed after seeing you in person. I know I couldn't be happier.” For a moment I thought my comment had made the beautiful woman blush, but she must have heard cheesy lines like that all the time. “Why thank you. It's nice to have clients who actually want to have a conversation every now and then.” She said before crossing the room over to the bed where I was sitting, stopping right in front of me. “Before we start, please take off your socks. It's just plain tacky to have them on during sex.” That seemed a bit weird to me, but I had no problem acquiescing to her request. Once they were off, she placed her petite hands on my shoulders and plopped her pert round ass in my lap. “Now that that's out of the way, let's get to the action shall we.” It was all so intoxicating; her aroma, the weight of her body against mine, her full pink lips, pixie cut jet black hair, and those piercing brown eyes. The anticipation of making love to this immaculate woman froze me in place and damn near stopped my heart. Noticing my hesitation, Ms. Valentine decided to take matters into her own hands. “Don't worry baby. I'll handle it from here.” she said before sticking her tongue in my mouth and forcing me down onto the mattress beneath us. ‘Holy shit this is amazing!’ I thought as Eunice explored every corner of my mouth with her tongue. I was no match for her expert mouth and had no choice but to lay there as she assaulted my amateur lips. She would pause periodically to suck my earlobe or bite the side of my neck: acts that made my dick harder than I thought it capable of being. My sultry vixen pushed up from me after a few minutes, allowing me to catch my breath. “I'm not hurting you am I baby?” she asked, her breath a bit sporadic (a sign that our make out session was just as intense for her as it was for me). “Not at all; this is beyond fantastic. I couldn't have asked for a better way to lose my virginity.” I was trying to regain my composure, but Eunice had my mind in complete disarray. All I could think about was how being inside of her must feel like euphoria. “Well in that case, I should make this night extra special, starting with an in-depth lesson in rim-jobs.” These words filled my neophyte heart with pure delight. Eunice began to slide down my body, placing soft kisses on each of my nipples and licking down my hairy stomach. Upon reaching my waist, she slowly stripped the boxers down my legs, revealing my throbbing erection. She grabbed hold of it and licked around the head of my stiff member before engulfing it inside her mouth. Her tongue continued to dance around the tip of my cock while her lips massaged the shaft, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body. It was all so magnificent. I managed to fight through the ecstasy long enough to catch a glimpse of the lustful scene. Eunice's deep brown eyes met mine as she ramped up her attempts to suck me dry. After what felt like a small eternity, she finally released my swollen manhood – which was covered in spittle and pre-come. My naughty escort then coated her fingers with the frothy mix and used it to lubricate the sensitive flesh of my anus. I couldn't help but let out a deep moan as my partner worked her thumb and forefinger in and out of my asshole, all the while still stroking my trembling erection. “You like having your asshole fingered don't you baby?” she asked and to which I responded with another deep and uncontrollable moan. Her fingers were inching ever so closely to my prostate and I knew that I'd explode the second she came into contact with it. “Sounds like you're ready to blow. Guess it's time for that rim-job I promised.” With that, Eunice started lapping at my anus with her thick tongue while stroking my dick at an even faster pace. There was no way that I could stave off the impending orgasm that had been building and within mere seconds of Eunice's vicious tongue lashing session, I was ejaculating hot spurts of come into the air.II.“So um, pardon my asking Ms. Bunny, but I would like to know: how does it taste?” Once again, Eunice looked at me with puzzled eyes. “Dude, just how weird are you” she asked before taking a swig from a bottle of Listerine she got from the bathroom and swishing it around. Typically, I would agree with Eunice's observation of my weirdness. I mean, I was sitting on a bed naked in a hotel room with an escort who just recently earned an extra one thousand dollars for licking my asshole (I checked the going rates for each sexual act before hand and brought enough money to cover my expenses). It doesn't really get much weirder than that. On the other hand, I also just had one of the best orgasms of my life, so being weird was turning out to be somewhat of a virtue. “All things considered, I'd say substantially weird.” I said answering her question. “Then again, I'm not asking you to dress up in black leather and strap a leash around my neck.” (That costs three thousand dollars, which I’m sure she was aware of). Eunice went to the bathroom to gargle and spit out the mouthwash. Upon returning to the bedroom, she still wore the same tired look on her face but did have to admit that I had a point. “Fine you weirdo. You win. If you must know, assholes really only have two flavors, shit being the first one obviously. Get with someone who doesn't have good personal hygiene and you might end up munching on a turd.” Like a juvenile, I giggled as the word 'turd' escaped her lips, to which she, like a proper adult, looked at me with disgust. I apologized and she continued. “The second flavor is musky flesh, similar to the taste of the penis or the vagina. If your partner has good hygiene habits, the experience is more pleasant. Any more questions my weirdly curious client?” “Just two my dear escort. Firstly, do you enjoy your profession?” “Well would you look at that, a decent inquiry. I have to say that my job is quite the unusual. I meet all different types of people who all have varying quirks and fetishes. The money is good and I'm pract
7 minutes | Jun 15, 2020
The Seduction By, Kim Rush He led Karlie in the candle lit room. Her mind racing. She couldn’t focus well since coming in from outside. He told her not to speak. She trusted her lover completely. He put a blindfold over her eyes. Total darkness now. He slowly unbuttoned her sundress. He whispered in her ear how he wanted to make her cum over and over until she would beg him to stop. He slipped one strap down off her arm kissing her neck following the strap down her arm with his lips. He did the same to the other. She didn’t have a bra on so her breasts were immediately exposed. Her nipples getting hard instantly. He nipped at them and she squealed not expecting it. Her dress fell to her feet. He led her to the bed. He laid her down slipping off her sandals. She started to speak, he reminded her not to. He straddled her holding her to the bed firmly. He picked up her hand massaging her hand then grasping her wrist raising it above her head. She felt a leather strap go around her wrist and a click of the metal and then he did the same to the other, Karlie’s heart was raising. This was new, her lover never had done this before, she wriggled, he warned her to be still, then the same happen to both ankles. She was now at his mercy, not knowing what was going to happen. Music was playing in the background. She lay there vulnerable. She had to trust. Then nothing, nothing happened. She didn’t hear him anymore. Where did he go?? She started to call out his name, and as his name came tumbling out, she felt it, soft leather strips came across her breasts sharply, slightly stinging, she gasp. He reminded her, no words, don’t say anything until I say it is ok. She then felt a smooth cold metal edge tracing her breast where she just felt the sting. The cold metal went down her sides causing her body to shiver, then under the edge of her lacy panties. He then turned the metal and with a swift motion the right side of her panties were cut and her hip was exposed. She gasp. The knife then was drug across her abdomen and then the left side, just that quick, cutting to match the right side. He pulled the remnants of her panties off. She laid perfectly still her heart feeling like it was going to come out of her chest. Then again nothing. She lay there. She didn’t speak , respecting her lover’s request. She then her foot steps. He climbed on the bed but wait, she didn’t recognize the scent. She felt his breath on her neck, lips kissing her followed by his hand across her throat as his mouth traveled down. Wait, wait, wait, who is this, this is not her lover. She started twisting. Trying to move. Trying to fight it, his grip on her throat got tighter. Then her lover whispered in her ear. “My sweet Angel, please this man, don’t fight him. You will do as I say, let him taste your magical pussy” she nodded ok and laid still waiting. Her lover straddled her face his balls over her mouth. She started licking and sucking. At the same time a stranger started licking and sucking her pussy. He put his cock in her mouth briefly then backed away from her. The stranger put a finger in her cunt followed by another finger, as he kept licking. His fingers slid in and out of her now soaked excited pussy. Soon he had 3 fingers pounding her and licking her clit. He then put his thumb on her clit as he pounded her with his fingers. She started bucking her hips matching the rhythm of his fingers. Just as she was on the brink of cumming he stopped. She cried out begging for more then she felt the sting of the flogger across her swollen pussy. Her lover reminded her not to speak. She then felt his body on top of hers, a strangers cock entering her pussy. His breath heavy. He was enjoying her drenched pussy. As he was fucking her she felt the restraints come off her ankles. Then her lover whispered in her ear, asking if she liked the cock in her. She nodded yes. He then told her to do as told. The cuffs came off her wrists. The man quit fucking her, and just like that he flipped her over on top of him, her lover became behind her. She was riding the strangers cock. Her lover graced her ass with the flogger as she rode this stranger. Then she felt her lover push her forward. He started playing with her ass. He lubed her asshole. And he played with her ass with his finger. Then she felt a cock entering her ass. Slow at first. OMG! She was riding this stranger and now her lover was fucking her ass. She was sweating. Her pussy was dripping. She started riding fast and hard. Her lover was pounding her ass. She started cumming. She yelled out as her pussy erupted in ecstasy. The stranger excited by her excitement and her cunt clamping down on his cock made him cum. Her lover had a firm grip on her hips. He wasn’t done. He fucked her ass like a beast. He drove his cock in her hard, intensely gripping her hips leaving his fingerprints in her skin. She matched his drive. She was on brink of cumming again. She rubbed her clit against the stranger and just as she started cumming her lover hollered out as he came, pulling out and splashing his cum on her back. She collapsed on the stranger. He wrapped his arms around her. They lay catching their breath for round 2.
7 minutes | Jun 12, 2020
BoundariesBy, Crystal Knight The pushing of his boundaries started as a bet. We would bet on the smallest of things. If he lost the bet, I challenged him to do something small: a smoochy kiss, a back rub, a foot massage. After a while, I started using bets to test his inhibitions. I quickly learned that he could overcome them when it was paying up on a lost bet. The first serious broaching of his boundaries resulted from a football game. Neither of us follows football, but there was nothing else on the tellie one lazy afternoon, so we had a bet on this game. We each to took a team; if his team lost, I told him that he would have to masturbate in front of me. I immediately saw that the very idea of this made him nervous. In his mind, masturbation was supposed to be private, even secret… certainly not shared. His team lost. He was obviously uncomfortable. "Now?" he asked, clearly embarrassed. "No, not now," I replied. "I'll call in the bet when it suits me!" We were driving to my mother’s for dinner that night. As I stopped the car outside on the street, he moved to open the car door to get out, but I grabbed his wrist. “No, don't get out yet," I said. "You lost the bet, remember. Now I want my payment.” He was disbelieving, staring wide-eyed at me as he processed this. The he looked around, trying to judge whether there were people walking up or down the street and how close to the car they might come. “Now!” I insisted. He fiddled a little with the car door and shifted in his seat, as if gathering courage. And then he just started. Glancing down, I could see his erection already pushing at his pants. He unzipped his fly to release it, but was too shy to look at me. I'm sure he was blushing. He slowly touched his cock with his right hand, still glancing furtively up and down the street. He stroked himself, then slid his other hand down to cup and squeeze his balls. It surprised me what he did with his cock and fingers; so different from how I played with him. Soft, slow and tender, he continued to stroke his cock. Then, suddenly, faster and firmer, more rhythmical. His eyes were open, watching his hand moving and the tip of his cock swelling and reddening. Then his head tilted back, his eyes now tightly closed. The car rocked slightly with his motion. Now it was me glancing around to see who might be walking past. My heart thumped as I watched. I felt as if I were a voyeur; watching something very personal in an exposed location, but not being part of it. He seemed vulnerable and that made me so hot. And wet! I stopped him. I was finding it difficult to resist getting involved, to resist putting my hand around his shaft, or tweaking his nipples, or even bending down to put my mouth around him. Oh, I'd love to have him sliding into my mouth. But I did resist. “Wait! open your eyes," I ordered. "Turn and look at me. Look into my eyes. I want to see deep inside you as you come. I want to share your orgasm.” He continued to rub up and down, looking into my eyes. Soon, he relaxed into the blend of sensations that were overcoming him. He started breathing heavily as the intensity grew. I watched how he sped up at the end, his hand moving so quickly that even if a pedestrian had drawn up beside us he could not have stopped. When he came, his eyes drooped and almost glazed over. His pupils widened … such a vulnerable, intense, deep, sexy look. It made my clitoris swell and twitch. His cum spurted out over his hand and pants and made a beautiful mess, a slowly spreading stain on the fabric around his crotch. When his breathing subsided, he finally spoke: “Do you have something?” He was looking for a napkin or tissue to wipe with. I did, but I lied. “Nope.” “Pull your shirt tails out and it will hide the wet patch.” I wanted him to be nervous through dinner with my mother. A sticky, sweet reminder of his ongoing vulnerability and my role in it. This football bet was just the start of it. It got me fantasizing about what I might do next, how I might craft my demands for payments into more vulnerable acts and nerve-wracking situations. The thought of how he might squirm at the whim of my creativity and the nervous anticipation of constant unpredictability gets me hot. Sometimes he fusses a little, but I'm sure he is secretly stimulated by being ordered to do things he would not normally let himself do; even some things he claims he's never even thought about! And there's been quite a few now: I’m sure he secretly wanted to be wrapped in cling-wrap and left helpless... apart from his cock. Maybe all men are turned on by the idea of being dressed as a woman, even to the knickers, bra and stockings – and lipstick! He certainly was. Though he denies it, I could see how much he got off on me watching him oiling his own nipples and playing with them. He almost came without assistance the time I tied him up and made him watch me having an orgasm with my vibrator, right up close to his face. And he was very turned on by me controlling the wireless vibrator in his pants, while we were out at dinner the other night with a group of friends. Almost repeated the experience of dinner with my mother! I'm certain the "upcoming attraction" will have him dripping with nervousness and anticipation, because he'll be blindfolded while I film us having kinky sex, somewhere outdoors. Look out for us on a sultry summer's day in London! Of course this is only half a story... I don't always win the bet.
13 minutes | Jun 9, 2020
The Chairby Mirage He lays spread-eagle on the bed. Legs and arms tied to the bedposts. She is hovering over him. Initially, she had started as the dominant, but her desire has gotten the best of her. She wants him inside her more than she wants to impose her will on him. She is still in control, but barely. He stares into her eyes and her nipples harden at the desire she sees. Untie me he states calmly. N-no she stammers, looking away. He continues to stare at me. Her glance at his erection gives her away. She has had him in her mouth and now she wants to feel him between her legs, inside her, but she wants to complete what she started to make him beg her. P-please let me finish she begs. No, his answer leaves her no choice, Untie me. With shaking hands, she moves to untie him, first his hands then his feet. He lays calmly while she goes about releasing him. When she is done, she sits quietly on the bed head bowed He gets off the bed and she watches him as he walks across the room, his erection still rigid, the head of his penis swollen and firm on the end of the stem. He sits down in an armchair and she waits for him to tell her what to do Bring a pillow and come here, he states calmly. She quickly grabs a pillow off the bed and moves to stand in front of him. He takes the pillow from her and places it between his feet, directly in front of the chair. Kneel here and lace your fingers together behind your neck, he says quietly. She kneels and places her hands behind her neck, taking care to lace her fingers together as he has instructed. The position accents her breasts, tilting them up and making the nipples stand out. You need to learn to be patient, he says quietly, and reaching out he softly strokes her face. You’re way too impatient, aren’t you? he says as his hands find their way under her chin and softly stroke her neck and upper chest. She nods her agreement, knowing that he is correct. Her nipples begin to erect themselves as he continues to stroke her face, neck, and shoulders. See? he says smiling as he watches her nipples, Already you want to cum, don’t you? Yes, she whispers. His fingers find their way to her breasts and trace around the aureolae, which crinkle at the contact and make her nipples stand higher, reaching for contact. Her breathing increases with a sharp intake. Now, now, he whispers, Take you timeLet it come slowly. She closes her eyes and nods her agreement, but the sensations are so strong She shifts on her knees hoping that he will hurry, but all of his movements are slow and his touches very light. Finally, he takes both nipples between his fingers and lightly pinches them, rolling the paps between his fingers… A-a-a-h-hO-oh, g-god she whispers closing her eyes at the exquisite sensations. He is very familiar with her predilection to cum with nipple stimulation only and continues the stimulation until he sees her begin to rock in the beginning of an orgasm that he releases her nipples. O-oh, n-n-o-o-o, she groans in frustration. P-please p-pinch them again! she begs. Patience, patience, he whispers, smiling. His hands continue to move down her body, stroking her ribcage, her belly and then between her legs. She moves her knees apart so he can reach her center and his hands trace the insides of her thighs, brushing the hair on her pussy, but not really touching her. The spreading of her knees has also spread her nether lips and as a result, her clit is exposed as well. Slowly his fingers move about her pussy, grazing the lips, circling her clit until she is frantic with the need to cum Stand up he says when she begins to sob with desire. She scrambles to her feet and stands, nipples erect, clit throbbing, looking down at him. He leans back in the chair and taking one hand lifts his erect penis until it is standing straight up. Come here, he commands Straddle your legs over the chair and put me inside you. She quickly moves to one side of the chair and lifts one leg over as if getting on a bicycle. The chair is so wide that when her knees are over the arms pieces they are spread to the point that the large tendons stand out at the juncture of her thighs she grasps his shoulders and lifts herself then the head of his penis is at her core. O-oh y-yes, p-please she groans at the contact. Go slow he commands between gasps of pleasure as she slowly, oh so very slowly slides down on him. U-u-n-n-n-g-g-h! O-oh, p-please, oh god! she breaths as he fills her and she settles into his lap. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her to him, holding her still, stroking her, letting her settle, letting her breathe, feeling the sensation of the warmth of her breath on his neck. He turns and their lips meet, tongues thrash, and he feels her orgasm begin Oh, yes. Oh, g-god y-y-y-e-e-s-s-s! she moans into his mouth. And he holds her as she enters that wonderful world. Gradually, her orgasms subside, yet he continues to cradle her in his arms, stroking her back and hips until her breathing settles he shifts and flexes his hips, thrusting up into her, grinding the base of his penis into her clit. U-n-n-n-u-u-g-h! she groans as she sits up her eyes staring into his in surprise. She could easily cum again, yet he doesn’t make the final movement that will bring her to her crisis. Slowly he strokes her face, neck, and shoulders, calming yet exciting her simultaneously. She is a gentle soul and although he is clearly dominant, he has no desire to hurt her. Her need is to be taken care of. Again his fingers find her nipples and begin their insistent stroking and pinching.. A-h-h-h-h, y-y-yes! she whispers as the sensations rocket through her body. She closes her eyes and throws her head back in ecstasy and her second orgasm crashes through her body. She grinds her pussy into his pelvis, again and again, trying to get him deeper inside her. P-please, she gasps as the tremors in her body subside, I need for you to fuck me. I want you moving inside me! The pleading in her eyes pierces his heart. His feelings for her are so strong He so wants her to be happy, to have what she wantsYet, he shakes his head side to side Not yet he says You’re not ready yet B-but I a-am r-reaA-h-h-h-h, my god! she stammers as her sentence in interrupted by another flex of his sphincter and thrust of his hips Stretching the lips of her pussy tight around the base of his penis, punishing her clit. Again his fingers lightly twist her nipples and she falls into his arms thrashing in another orgasm. This one lasts for what seems like forever. She has trouble catching her breath and is afraid to move when he thrusts again and sends her over the edge a fourth time. P-please she pleads in a whisper, her lips barely moving on his shoulder. She feels him shift, and then stand and grasp her ass with his hands and she wraps her legs around his back as he walks to the bed, still inside her Each footstep causes a jolt that rubs her clit against the base of his penis She is about to cum again when he bends and lowers her to the bed without leaving her he gets on his hands and knees and with he legs locked around him, he moves until she is centered in the bed. Each movement has caused her to gasp in pleasure and she is again on the verge of cumming He raises up on his hands and knees and pulls her legs around so that he holds them into the crook of his arms Then the thrusting begins.It is slow, yet incessant, never pausing, he pushes into her to the root of his penis then pulls out until only the head remains inside her..On the fifth stroke she is cumming again, yet this time he doesn’t stop stroking.Soon she crying out in a combination of lust and need for respite. His strokes slow,then stopHe is in her to the hilt, his balls resting on her upturned ass Want to finish doggy style? he asked with a grin, already knowing the answer Still panting from her orgasms, she can only nod her head.She groans in disappointment as he withdraws from her, but scrambles onto her hands and knees He knee-walks between her legs and presses her shoulders until she lowers them to the bed. He taps her knees and she spreads them apart and then he pauses to look at her. Her hair spread over her shoulders, her breasts pressed into the sheets, her thighs spread and the tendons stretched between them, the pink slit of her pussy and her ass widespread, vulnerable, waiting. She is panting in need. He leans forward and the turgid head of his penis slips between the slick pouted lips of her pussy and slides easily into her until she is filled. She knows what is coming. Slowly he draws his penis out, pauses and then. O-o-o-h-h-h-h g-g-o-o-o-o-d! she cries as his hips crash into her ass, his balls slapping her clit at the force of the stroke. Her hands scrabble across the covers and finally gather the sheets into fists clenched in the absolute panic and loss of control of her orgasm. He continues fucking into her until she is lost in sensation, babbling in passion, her eyes open but seeing nothing, her mouth making sounds but saying nothing. Then she feels the change in tempo and hears him gasp in recognition of his impending orgasm. His pace quickens and she calls his name, desperate to have him cum in herThen he is thereOne final crashing stroke into her and he hold her ass tightly to his pelvis as he spurts over and over. She is up on her hands and knees again, pushing back against him, wanting every inch of him inside her and sobbing in passion. Their heartbeats slow and he bends over her, still inside her careful to stay inside her, he rolls her with him onto their sides and cuddles her into the shape of his body. He reaches around her to cradle her breast, thumb and forefinger lightly pinching her nipple and she shudders in one final small orgasm before they sleep.
12 minutes | Jun 3, 2020
Her Secret Life
Her Secret LifeBy, Wise Ginger He entered in the little cafe and immediately saw her. She was turning her back to him, like he asked her, and she was tense. He could see it even from a distance. Her hair was in a braid, a white pashmina on her shoulder, and she wore a blue shirt and jeans, as she had promised. He approached the table without saying a word and he could see she knew he was approaching because her back straightened. He caressed her hair, then her neck, and then with both hands, started to relax her shoulders. "Relax. You are fine." Between the light massage and his husky voice, she felt her hard nipples poking through her shirt and down between her legs, a little wetness. He ordered her to not wear panties for their first date, and she liked to be ordered what to wear... or not to. They met online on a dating app. With all the things that she’d heard on the news she was afraid to meet him, but after so many months of sexting, she couldn't resist anymore. She wanted to feel his hands on her sensitive skin, and she wanted to touch him. That day she felt a mix of excitement and fear. She had no friend to tell where she was going... just in case… so she left a note on her desk in case somebody would notice her absence. When her shoulders were more relaxed, he sat beside her looking at her, studying her features. She couldn't look at him. Not yet. But she could feel his eyes scanning her body. She wanted to know what he thought but she didn't dare to ask. In the past months they’d exchanged pictures but it's different to see him on a picture than to see him in person. "Hey beautiful. Look at me" his voice was low, just a little more than a whisper, but the tone was commanding. She then slowly turned her head to him, her eyes still looking down. "I said 'look at me'. I want to see your eyes" She shyly pulled up her eyes to look straight into his. Her heart skipped a bit and she was holding her breath. "Relax. Breathe. Do you really wanna spend our first date at the ER?" She then smiled. Oh, her smile! It was taking her whole face: mouth, eyes, nose, cheeks. Her eyes were a little watery. She was beautiful,way better than the pictures. With his right hand he started caressing her cheeks, so smooth even at her age. He could see she took care of her skin. His left hand was holding her hands on her thighs. "What are you drinking?" he asked looking at her mouth "A peppermint tea. I don't drink coffee after breakfast. Can I order you something? " Her voice was a little broken because of her excitement. In all these months they exchanged pictures, some very intimate, and they sexted, they never talked on the phone. He didn't know her voice was so erotic. She could work on one of those hot lines. She told him that once she was working in a help-desk and there was a guy pretending every day to have a problem just to hear her voice. He could understand why. "Can I try your tea to see if I like it?" "Yes. Of course" In reality he just wanted to put his mouth where hers was and he did, licking the rim of her mug while she was staring at his mouth, her eyes wide open and her lips apart. It was a very erotic scene. She knew what he was doing. Her eyes were staring at his mouth, her eyes wide open and her lips apart. She bit her lower lip between her teeth, she felt her nipples poking harder, and between her legs there was a waterfall. She tried to cross her legs but he stopped her. "Oh no. Don't you dare! I can smell your excitement from here. I bet you are wet. Tell me, do you wear panties?" " No. You said not to. " " Good girl! Unbutton your jeans" " What? Here?" " Oh yes. I know you want that too. You're just playing at modesty but you want this too. Here, with all these people around,they might smell your excitement and they could see you. Isn't it arousing?" She nodded but didn’t say anything. “I want to hear your voice. Answer" " Yes" "So, unbutton your jeans" And so she did. She slowly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down her zipper while checking the people surrounding them. Nobody was paying them attention. He then was stroking her knees, then her thighs, going slowly, very slowly up. His other hand was still on her cheek. He didn’t reach to touch her there. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips apart. Her breath was labored. He then stopped, and put his hands on the table. "Tell me, how was your day at work?" She was confused as she looked around. Was she imagining things? She looked down and saw her jeans open. She was going to button up her jeans when he stopped her. "Absolutely not. I want to smell your scent, and I like to see the peak of your mound. I can see your red hair" She wasn't wearing panties and she could feel the cold air through the opening of her jeans. Oh, so arousing. She started talking about her day, her voice broken from the excitement, and he could feel it. He then turned his chair to see her and give his full attention to her face. He put his left elbow on the table, holding his head with his left hand. He put his right hand on her shoulder. "Turn toward me and keep your legs open" She hesitated a moment but she really wanted to obey. It was terrifying, but so exciting. She couldn't say no, so she turned toward him with her legs slightly open. She could smell her own scent. She could feel her jeans were wet. He looked down and smiled. "There is a dark spot on the crotch of your jeans. I wish everybody here could see it." It was so embarrassing and yet she liked it so much. In one of their sexting sessions she confessed him that this was one of her wet dreams: to be seen wet in the crowd. She knew that in the moment she would stand up, everybody could see she was wet, behind and in the front, and that was what she wanted - shamefulness and excitement. He knew that and his grin was saying that much. "Touch yourself. Slide your finger in your wetness and let me taste your finger" Oh my. That was something she didn't think about. But she knew better than to disobey him. She slowly tucked her hand in her jeans, opened her legs wider, and then slid her finger up and down her slit. She couldn't stop, it was he who stopped her. "Stop it. I said I want to taste you. Give me your finger. I want to suck it." She did move her finger to his mouth, first touching his soft lips, then putting it into his mouth. His tongue was literally fucking her finger. They didn't even exchange a kiss, and yet he was eating her juice from her finger. She totally forgot about the people around. For what she cared, they were alone, so she didn't noticed that group of college students looking at them knowing exactly what was going on, and jealous of their excitement, of their spontaneity, of their envelopment. She could imagine his tongue fucking her pussy. She's never used that word and today she’d used it twice already. He let go of her finger, his eyes showing his own lust. "Now you go home. Do not button your pants. Prepare yourself a nice, warm bath, with candles all around. You can't touch yourself. When you are in the water, text me and let me know. Wait for my answer, but I don't know when it will be." "But... I thought..." "No buts. Do as I say." he said in a command tone but with whispering with a low, sexy voice. "I have to ride a bus. I need to button my pants." "Even better. Ride the bus. Do not sit. Stand in front of somebody. No matter if it's a male or a female. Stand in front of him or her. Let the person see you and smell you. Look at the person. When I'll call you, you have to tell me her or his reaction and yours. Am I clear?" "Yes. I just thought..." "To have sex? It's our first date. We shouldn't have sex on our first date. Now go." She stood up, her legs weak, her heart beating so fast. She felt his eyes on her ass and the eyes of all the patrons. She went to the bus stop and waited 7 minutes, seven long minutes. The bus ride is generally not very long, about 12 minutes. She stepped up hoping it was empty, but unfortunately it wasn't. She stood before a man of 45 or so, good looking and reading the newspaper. Good, he was distracted. She looked at him. He raised his head up and asked her if she wanted to sit. "No thank you. I prefer to stand." Before continuing to read the newspaper his eyes fell on her crotch and noticed her pants were unbuttoned. Clearly he was going to tell her but decided not to. He folded the newspaper while looking the opening of her pants. He had to uncross his legs and she could see the bulge growing. A sudden stop of the bus made her lose her balance. He helped her to not fall and her breast touched his forehead. He raised up his head up moaning: her breast was soft and she had a sweet flowery perfume. And she smelled of excitement. She then recovered her standing position and noticed his fingers moving like he wanted to touch her. He looked around. "Damn. It's my stop. Sorry M'am, I have to get off now." She had moved aside to let him go when the back of his hand touched the opening in her pants. His nose was touching hers. He smelled good. "I think I will wait for the next stop" he said, and then tucked his hand in her pants and slid his fingers up and down her wet slit. Their breathing was heavy when she quietly said, "I think this is your stop". "You're right. Damn. I gotta go." He then got off the bus. The bus resumed the ride and she saw him through the window. He was licking his finger. The thought of going home and not touching herself made her craving for more.
27 minutes | Jun 2, 2020
Jake's New Client
Jake's New ClientSteegee909Jake was on his way to meet a first-time client. He’d taken the booking from her two days ago and he chuckled to himself as he remembered the phone call.“Hi, Jake speaking”“Oh, yeah, um, hi, my name is, um, Mary. Sorry, I’ve never done this before, um…”“No problem, just breathe a few times and tell me a little about yourself then we’ll see if we can arrange to meet. How’s that?”Deep breaths….“OK, I’m a grown woman, for Christ’s sake, I can do this!”Jake chuckled quietly.“Start again. Hi Jake, I’m Mary and I really want to hire a stud to come and fuck me while my pathetic husband watches. Wow, I said it. Is that something you could help me with?”Jake toyed with the idea of pretending to be an insurance salesman, not an escort, but quickly dismissed the idea as too cruel!“Sure, that sounds like fun, when did you have in mind?”“Oh my God, really? Awesome, how about Friday afternoon? 4pm would be perfect as it’s the time my husband gets home and I want him to catch us at it.”Jake thought for a moment.“Hmmm, well I’m free Friday afternoon, but I have to ask, does your husband own a gun?”Loud laughter from Mary.“Of course not, he does what I tell him, you’ll be in no danger. I want him to find us in the middle of it and I’ll order him to sit down and watch, to see what a real man fucks like. You are a real man, I take it?”Jake smiled, knowing the feedback on his website was probably why Mary was phoning him. There had been many ex-wives and ex-girlfriends lamenting their own ex-partners performances compared to Jake’s.“No complaints so far, Mary. If you’re sure you want to book me, can you click the booking tab on my website and select “Couples” and take it from there? I’ll keep 4-6pm free on Friday for you.”“Perfect, I’ll do it straight away. See you Friday, Jake, I can’t wait!”Click.Jake arrived at the address Mary had given him a few minutes before 4pm. He prided himself on his punctuality, knowing it was professional as well as not wanting to keep nervous clients waiting. Mary didn’t sound nervous once she’d composed herself when they’d spoken, She seemed to know exactly what she wanted.Jake knocked the front door of a smart detached house in a quiet cul-de-sac. The door opened quickly and Jake walked straight in. He turned to look at the lady who had opened the door and was quite surprised to see a girl no more than twenty-five eyeing him up and down. For some reason, he had expected a more mature woman, but he’d learnt over the past couple of years doing this job never to pre-judge a situation.“Mary?” he asked.“Mmmm, you bet! Hi Jake, come on in.”Mary had paid, via Jake’s website, for two hours of his time, and based on the fact that she was a great looking girl, he was optimistic of a good meeting. He was still a little apprehensive of being ‘caught’ by Mary’s husband, but suspected it was a pre-planned roleplay. He’d been booked for cuckold play before, but always by the male partner. Still, he liked variety in his job and today was looking promising.“My pathetic worm of a husband will be home in about half an hour. That’ll give us time for a shower together and I want you to be fucking me hard when he enters the bedroom. You OK with this? We’ve done it before and it was fantastic, but to be honest, the guy we booked wasn’t that hot. You’re fucking gorgeous, so I reckon we’re gonna have a great time!”Jake nodded and smiled.“Mary, fucking you hard will be my absolute pleasure. Show me to the bathroom!”Mary squeaked and clapped her hands together.“This way, Jake.”Mary led Jake up the stairs and he very much enjoyed the view of her sexy butt cheeks as she wiggled in front of him. She was only wearing a thong under her shortish skirt and Mary knew she had a great ass. She hoped Jake liked what he saw.The bathroom was large and had a double shower cubicle. Mary was starting the water, checking it wasn’t too hot.“I want to watch you undress, Jake. It’s so long since I’ve had a real man.”Jake started to undress slowly. He stripped down to his boxers and saw the look on Mary’s face as she licked her lips. He turned away and dropped his boxers, then turned back to face Mary. Her eyes were wide and her mouth open.“Fuck, that’s huge and you’re not even hard yet! I’ve never had one that big before. Jon is going to be so fucking jealous!”Jake smiled and watched Mary slip out of her clothes. She had a lovely body with quite large, soft breasts. She had a little fat around her tummy and the odd ripple on her thighs and looked a little self-conscious when she stood fully naked in front of Jake. He knew exactly how to handle this.“Fuck me, you’re sexy. God, I love my job!”Mary giggled at this and felt reassured that Jake found her attractive.“I hope you mean that, cos you’re like a fucking Greek God!”Mary held her hand out to Jake and led him into the shower. As soon as they were under the stream of water, Mary turned to face Jake and reached up to kiss him. He returned her kiss with a passion that he wondered might be missing in her life. His hands started to explore her body and he felt her knees buckle a little when he squeezed her delectable buttocks with one hand and rolled one of her nipples between the finger and thumb of his other hand.Mary couldn’t wait to feel Jake’s cock, which was growing quickly. She gasped as she tried to wrap her fingers around it and realised it was too thick for her fingers and thumb to encircle.“Oh my God, it’s beautiful. I want it so badly!”Mary reached around to get some shower gel and squirted a dollop onto Jake’s chest and a dollop onto her breasts. They both worked up a lather on each other’s bodies, making sure no area was left un-soaped. Needless to say, Mary paid particular attention to Jake’s thick cock and balls and also thoroughly soaped his ass crack.“I might get my tongue up there later…” she teased.Jake did the same, slipping a soapy finger into Mary’s ass, making her squirm.“I’m definitely getting mine up there later, and maybe something else too!”Mary closed her eyes, imagining this Adonis of a man rimming her then fucking her ass hole. It wasn’t just the water from the shower dripping down the inside of her thighs now. Her pussy was soaking wet and when Jake slipped his thumb into it while still sliding a finger into her asshole, he felt Mary shudder.“Oh fuck, I need you right now!”Mary stepped out of the shower, pulling Jake behind her by his massive cock. She grabbed a towel and quickly dried them both off, then led Jake into the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Jake closer to her. His cock was now fully erect and twitching, inches from Mary’s face. She grabbed it firmly at the base and fed the head into her mouth while moaning loudly. When Jake felt Mary’s hot lips around his glans, he let out a sigh as well.“I can deep-throat my hubby’s little dick, but Jesus, I can’t take all this!”But she tried valiantly and managed to get about three quarters of Jake’s cock into her before she gagged. Mary was an accomplished cock-sucker, much to Jake’s delight. As she was straining to take this huge cock into her throat, she was massaging Jake’s balls and running her fingers up and down his ass crack. It felt really good and he couldn’t wait to fuck this sexy girl.Mary came up for air and checked the clock on the wall.“He’ll be home any time now. I think he should walk in and see you fucking me hard from behind. What do you think?”Jake grinned. He suspected poor Jon would be shocked at the sight of Jake’s massive cock plunging in and out of his wife’s hot pussy. Wasn’t that the idea?“I think you’ve thought this through pretty well! OK, sexy-ass, jump on the bed and get on your knees. I’m gonna start gently, don’t worry, but you’re gonna know you’re being fucked. When Jon walks in, I’m going to take your breath away!”Mary moaned her agreement and with wobbly legs, climbed on to the bed. They had already discussed not using condoms for this encounter and as Jake had a regular check-up and was scrupulously clean, Mary was only too pleased to be taking Jake’s huge cock raw into her pussy.Jake eased up behind Mary, who was on all fours, face down, ass in the air, just inviting Jake to mount it. He decided to squat down to penetrate Mary, rather than kneel behind her. This way, he could monkey-fuck her for maximum penetration and to better shock Jon when he caught them. He could really smash her from this position and he’d never failed to make a woman cum several times when fucking like this.He stood shakily on the bed, then bent his knees until the tip of his cock was touching Mary’s slippery pussy lips. Her breath was coming hard and fast now, bracing herself for the rogering of her life. Mary’s pussy was so wet now, Jake’s knob slipped in fairly easily and they both let out a little gasp. Slowly and gently, Jake penetrated Mary with short thrusts, going in deeper each time, until his full length was buried deep inside her.“Oh my good God! It’s so big, it feels amazing. Please fuck me Baby, and don’t stop if I shriek out. If I can’t take it, I’ll flop forward, but I really want you to fuck me hard and deep.”Even before Jake pulled his hips back ready to thrust himself back in, he heard a car pull up on the drive. Jon was home and the show was about to begin.“Perfect” said Mary. “For once, the little weasel has got something right.” As the front door opened and a male voice said “Hi Hun,” Mary shouted “Up here, you pathetic piece of shit. Now!” She then looked over her shoulder directly into Jake’s eyes and said “Earn your fee, you fucker!”Wow, Jake wasn’t used to being ordered about by a girl younger than himself, but he quite liked it. He nodded and started to thrust in and out of Mary’s soaking pussy, making her moan loudly. Jon would have no doubt what he would be walking in on as he climbed the stairs. He heard Mary shout out “Oh yes! Fuck me with that huge cock. Fuck me like my husband can only dream of!”Jon entered the bedroom to the sight of his sexy wife, fully naked on the bed, face down, ass up. She was being forcibly fucked by a great-looking guy with the biggest cock he’d ever seen, moaning loudly with each thrust and he could hear the sound of Jake’s balls s
20 minutes | Jun 1, 2020
Hotwife - The Movie
Hotwife - The MovieBy, Steegee909May, Papi and Steve had arranged to meet at a new place they had never been to before. It was a very upmarket lounge bar in the centre of town with sultry jazz music playing and subdued lighting. Steve had arrived first and despite having met this lovely couple before, he was as excited as the first time they’d met. He wondered what tonight would have in store for them.As the waiter approached his table, which was discreetly tucked away in one of the darker corners of the lounge, a stunningly beautiful woman slid herself onto the chair next to Steve. It was, of course, the lovely May, but she was on her own, no sign of Papi. Steve ordered drinks for them both and said “What about Papi, is he on his way?” May grinned and shook her head. “No, just you and me tonight Steve, if that’s OK?” The waiter slinked off to get the drinks and Steve looked puzzled. “Really, Papi doesn’t mind us meeting alone?” May shuffled closer to Steve and said “No, he’s had to work late but said that shouldn’t stop us from having fun!” Wow, Steve’s admiration for Papi grew even stronger hearing this. He felt humbled that Papi trusted him enough to look after his amazing wife, such a huge compliment.“Wow, what a guy!” said Steve. “He must love you so much,” and May nodded. The drinks arrived and both of them sipped nervously at them. It suddenly felt strange that they were alone together, but also thrilling. The music was playing softly and May looked so beautiful, Steve reached under the table and started to stroke May’s thigh. She whimpered at his touch and little electric shocks started to emanate from between her legs. Steve whispered to May “I want you so much, I can’t wait to taste you again. Your mouth, your breasts, your pussy…” Steve’s hand rose higher up May’s thigh and eased her legs apart. May reached her hand down to Steve’s groin and could feel his penis starting to grow and throb inside his jeans. This slightly taboo, public foreplay was almost as exciting as the sex itself for May.She felt his hand move in between her legs now so May shuffled in her seat to ensure Steve’s fingers could explore further. They soon found what they were looking for and Steve traced them up and down the silk gusset of May’s panties, feeling the outline of her labia. May let out another whimper as Steve whispered again, “May, I’m going to eat your pussy until you beg for mercy!” He was looking her right in the eyes and rubbing his thumb over her clit as he spoke. “Then I want you to take my cock into your mouth and into your throat.” He could suddenly feel moisture on the gusset of May’s panties, so he discreetly moved the material to one side and slipped a finger into her, making May moan a little too loudly! “Oh my God, Steve, you’re so bad!” admonished May, but her hand continued exploring too, and she could now feel the outline of Steve’s big cock, which was fully erect inside his jeans.“I have an idea what we can do for Papi,” Steve said, teasingly. May looked inquisitively at Steve and he said “We should film it as we fuck. I think Papi would like to see you bent over a bed taking my big thick cock into your tight little pussy. What do you think?” May nearly came on the spot. She and Papi loved to film themselves playing but the idea of having a recording of Steve fucking her, and knowing Papi would love it, filled her with breathless anticipation. “Oh Steve, that’s a great idea, I really think he would, and so would I. God, we need to go now, I can’t fucking wait!”Steve had booked a smart hotel room just a few minutes’ walk from the bar. He was tempted to go right away, but he decided to tease May a little more before they left. He was hoping to make her cum right there at the table, knowing May wouldn’t be able to cry out being in a busy bar. The sight of her biting her lip and suppressing her moans turned Steve on incredibly. His finger slipped a little deeper into May’s very wet pussy and he moved his hand so he could stimulate her clitoris with his thumb. May was trying her hardest not to shout out as the feeling welled up inside her. She knew what he was trying to do but was powerless to resist. Steve, feeling extra naughty this evening, knew what would push her over the edge.He had his face close to May’s and he whispered “We’re going to do something later that we’ve never tried before. I don’t think you’ve ever done it, but I’m going to slide my cock into your tight little ass hole!” As he said it, he moved a slippery finger to her puckered anus and slipped it in, causing May to gasp and cum hard. She bucked and writhed, trying to control herself so it wasn’t too obvious what they were doing. Steve grinned as he felt her ass muscles contract around his fingertip and at the sight of May suppressing her urge to shout out. She whimpered quietly as her orgasm subsided and Steve shouted “Check!” to the waiter, even as his finger was still inside May’s tight hole.“Oh my God, Steve, that was amazing. I’ll do anything you want me to when we get to the hotel, anything!” He nodded and as the waiter approached, he stood up, licked the finger that had just slipped out of May’s ass and gave the waiter a twenty. “Keep the change. Come on May, it’s time we weren’t here,” and held his hands out to help May up. She was a bit wobbly, but soon composed herself. She smiled to herself when she felt a trickle of moisture run down the inside of her leg as they walked out of the bar. Steve could hardly walk, such was the hardness of his erection. He held his finger up to May’s mouth and traced it over her lips and tongue. It smelt and tasted musky and raw. May then slipped her hand between her own legs to cover her fingers in her juice. She held that hand up to Steve’s face and he slipped one into his mouth and savoured the taste, much more of which he would get to sample in just a few minutes. It was the sexiest five-minute walk either of them had ever had!Both Steve and May were practically panting with lust as they got into the elevator. It was a short ride up to the room, but by the time they had got there, Steve had already managed to slide May’s panties down and now had them in his hand, held up to his nose so he could deeply inhale her womanly odour. No sooner had the hotel room door closed behind them, May reached up to kiss Steve. He grabbed a handful of May’s hair and pulled her close to him, devouring her lips with his. Then Steve remembered that he’d said they would film their encounter, so he whipped out his cell phone, flicked the camera on and pointed it at May. She already looked flushed and ready and Steve asked her to strip sexily for him. May obliged and breathing hard, she shimmied out of her top, letting her perfect breasts swing free. She dropped her skirt which fell around her ankles, revealing that she had already lost her panties. Steve flicked them at her and she caught them, smiled at the camera, and tossed them aside playfully. She was now completely naked, a vision of feminine beauty for Steve, and Papi, to feast their eyes on.Steve moved the camera down so it was facing his groin, unhooked his button and unzipped his flies. He pulled his pants and shorts down in one action and his throbbing cock jumped up, twitching in appreciation of the beautiful girl standing in front of him. May was almost shaking as Steve said “May, I want you to suck my cock and talk to Papi as you do so.” He pointed to his massive erection and May got onto her knees and crawled towards him. “Don’t forget Papi, “ Steve said, “he must share in every moment too.” May looked directly at the camera and said “I love you Papi, thanks for letting me have this lovely man all to myself. I’m going to suck his cock, I hope it looks as good as it feels,” Steve felt May’s blood-red lips wrap themselves around his stiffness, her tongue exploring his knob, then her whole throat taking his full length. May gave the best head Steve could ever remember. Her expert mouth and lips brought Steve close to orgasm very quickly. May looked at the camera lens as she slid Steve’s cock in and out of her mouth the way she liked to do for Papi. Her look of love and adoration into the lens wasn’t just because she was enjoying Steve’s cock so much. It was to show Papi how much she loved him too and this made it even better for Steve.He decided he didn’t want to cum too quickly, so he moved back slightly and motioned towards the bed. They kissed as they fell onto the bed and Steve got onto his back. “Sit on my face, May, as you suck me,” he instructed. May let out another of her sexy whimpers as she turned around, Steve was getting it all on camera as she opened her legs to straddle his face. Pussy juice was running down her thighs as she leant forward to take Steve’s cock back into her mouth. Steve held May’s ass cheek with one hand, the camera in his other. He pulled her hips down so he could reach to run his tongue up and down her soaking slit and he felt May’s warm mouth engulf his rock-hard member. It wasn’t easy to film this 69 but Steve wanted to capture it as best he could for Papi. He alternated with close-up shots of his tongue flicking all around May’s labia and clitoris, then pulled back to capture his cock disappearing into May’s lipstick-red lips. Both of them were close to cumming and couldn’t hold back. “Me first!” barked Steve and held the camera so it could witness his orgasm. He filled May’s mouth with hot semen as spurt after spurt almost choked her. The cum exploded out of her mouth as she spluttered, swallowing a lot but most of it dribbled back down onto Steve’s tummy and balls. May cleaned up as much cum as she could and Steve caught it all on camera.Steve them resumed his oral attentions on May and used his tongue and the fingers of his left hand to bring May off with a squirting orgasm, her cum splashing onto Steve’s face and eager tongue as she shook her sexy ass and winced as Steve smacked her gently. The camera got it all and Steve thought to himself that maybe he’d discovered a new career! May was moaning loudly as she came and cried out “Oh Steve, Oh Papi!” as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She then flopped down on top of Steve and they curled into a tight ba
17 minutes | May 28, 2020
Busted!By, Steegee909We were both in our mid-forties, for Christ’s sake. This isn’t how it’s supposed to go!I was led out of the public restroom with my hands cuffed behind my back, dreading the ridicule that would inevitably follow. Shit, would I become a convicted sex offender? But I’m a nice guy! No, I really am one of the good guys. Apart from my high sex drive, I’m about as far from being a pervert as it’s possible to be.Well, that used to be the case. Before I met Jo….“Damn, you need a woman!” said my friend Andy, seeing me watching the pretty girls walking by the park bench we were sat at, eating a burger during our lunch break. I smiled and nodded, knowing he was right. I’d been single for, Jesus, nearly a year, my last long-term relationship ending in a teary farewell when my girl had decided to take that job abroad. Sure, there’d been a few dalliances since then, but nothing like what I’d had and really wanted again.Then came Jo. Hmmm, let me rephrase…“Have you seen the new girl?” asked Andy, continuing our bench conversation. “I bet she’s a little demon between the sheets! You should ask her out, maybe she’s desperate too!”“Thanks for the vote of confidence!” I replied, and stood gently on his toe. We both laughed until Andy said “No, seriously, she’s a stunner and I’ve heard she’s single. What have you got to lose?”I stroked my chin pensively, and to wipe a little mustard from my beard. “Yeah, you’re right, I should. She’s looked over to me a few times and if you’re sure she’s single, I’ll ask her out on Friday.”“Atta boy,” said Andy. “We can’t have your cock shrivelling up and falling off, can we? You might be old, but you’re not too old just yet!” I stood on his toe again and Andy sniggered. He loved to wind me up about my age as I was nearly ten years older than him. But there was definitely some life left in this forty-something. Now I had to prove to Andy and myself that I was equal to the challenge.I used to get very nervous before asking a girl out, overthinking things and focusing on the likely refusal rather than the potential agreement. Once I realised that women like confident guys, I consciously flipped this attitude around and it had been a revelation. Even picking girls up in a bar, something I used to be terrible at, became a breeze. I’d had many a brief fling or one night stand from simply appearing confident when asking a woman to dance or to go out for dinner. One time I was so successful, we ended up fucking in my car that very evening, but that’s another story.Friday came around and I made it my business to be close to Jo throughout the day. I helped her with a spreadsheet she was working on, made her coffee while she incorporated my suggestions in to her work and was generally around, being a good colleague. I knew she wouldn’t be surprised when I asked her out. Women have this sixth sense when it comes to these things and she hadn’t put up any barriers so far. Time to pounce!“So Jo, it’s Friday and I have no plans for the weekend. I hope you haven’t either and we can go out for dinner tonight. It’s the least you can do ‘cos I’m sure you want to thank me for being an awesome friend today!”This might sound cheesy to you, but I was confident and sincere in my approach, looking her straight in the eyes. She held my gaze and her face remained implacable. She was teasing me and I was so relieved when her face broke into a beaming smile.“Ha, you cheeky sod!” she replied. “Go on then, I’ll bite. Shall we go straight from here or will you pick me up later?”Bingo! And she’s keen too!I picked her up from her place at 7.30 and our first date went very well. I dropped her home around 11.30 and made no attempt to go into her apartment. She gave me a peck on the cheek as she said “That was a lovely evening. If you like, you can come round on Sunday and I’ll cook you lunch?”So it began…Jo and I became an item pretty soon afterwards and I’m happy to report her sex-drive was as high as mine. Compatibility is important, don’t you think? Not only did we make love frequently, she seemed to like all the things I liked and was always keen to experiment with new things. Toys, bondage, cyber-sex when we were apart – all great fun.Then the fateful day arrived. We had always enjoyed a bit of heavy petting in the car and one evening, we were in the local park and the urge overcame us, leading to a knee-trembling quickie behind the large oak tree. I was apprehensive as the thought of being caught terrified me. The thing is, that same thought aroused Jo beyond anything we’d done before.Later that night, we were back in the privacy of our bedroom, lying naked beside each other on our huge bed. Jo said “Oh my God, Matt, when you fucked me up against that tree, I was really hoping we’d get caught! It was so hot, I came much quicker than usual! Didn’t you think it was hot too?”I rolled my eyes and replied “Honestly Jo, you’re such a dirty slut. I could see how up for it you were and yes, that did make it hotter!”Jo looked up at me frowning. “Dirty slut, eh? You’ve never complained about me being dirty before!”I knew she was teasing me but I wanted to make sure she knew I was teasing her too.“I’m not complaining now, either,” I replied, “But I do have a reputation to maintain, you know. If we’d been caught, my career as an all-round nice bloke would be shattered!”Jo’s frown broke into her trademark dazzling smile. “All-round horny fucker, you mean!”I took that as a compliment, even if it wasn’t intended.Well, with the horny banter and Jo’s dazzling smile, my pecker was growing hard and I reached my hand down to feel that Jo was on heat too. The knee-trembler we’d had earlier had gotten us both horny and ready for more. I span myself around, kissed Jo’s belly, making her giggle, then I headed south…Jo purred a hoarse sigh as my lips brushed against her shaven mound and my hands gripped her knees, pulling her legs apart. I explored down by an inch or so until my lips found what they were looking for - Jo’s clit. She was already wet with anticipation of a good pussy-licking. I was eager to taste her too and my cock was aching with a strong erection, and was level with Jo’s mouth. She loved sucking my cock as much as I loved eating her pussy and the 69 that followed was sensational. But today, it was a little different. Jo was giving me a foul-mouthed commentary as she sucked and stroked me.Imagine, if you will, us lying side by side, my face buried between Jo’s legs, my tongue exploring every crevice between her legs and ass cheeks. Jo was noisily slurping on my hard cock and each time she pulled my cock out of her mouth, she stroked it firmly and recounted our earlier session in the park.“Slurp, oh my God Matt, your cock is so hard. Mmm, I love your tongue on my clit, oh yeah, just like that! Are you gonna fuck me again like we did earlier?”I muttered a muffled sound of agreement as Jo sucked me again. The next time she pulled my cock out, she said “I thought we were gonna get caught with your cock inside me!” More sucking and then “I saw a guy walking his dogs not far from us and I was praying he’d walk our way!” She licked the length of my shaft and tickled my balls as she said “If he’d caught us, what would have happened? Maybe he would have joined in and spanked my ass while you fucked me!” One, then the other of my testicles were sucked into Jo’s greedy mouth and I was starting to feel the urge to cum.“Maybe he would have fucked me right after you did? I was so full of your cum, he could have slipped his cock into me so easily!”That was it for me. I love dirty talk at the best of times and Jo knows it. With an almighty “OH FUCK!” from me, I came hard, splattering Jo’s face and neck, and covering her hands with sticky semen. As I pushed my tongue into Jo’s ass, she let out a gurgled “Arghhhh” and came too, clamping her thighs around my head a little too tightly and rocking back and forth with the power of her spasming body.I wanted to fuck her hard and deep right then, but I needed time to recover. As we lay there, our limbs still intertwined and Jo’s face a sticky mess, we sighed and I reflected on just how much this scenario had aroused her. I have to admit, I was starting to feel the same. The thrill of being caught was already making my cock get hard again and Jo was quick to make good use of it. As I turned to lie next to her, face to face, she turned away from me and ground her ass into my groin. Making little Matt throb hard. Jo was so wet that my cock slipped into her easily and I fucked her from behind, side by side, for as long as I could. Jo bent herself forward so I could get inside her really deep and we fucked hard until the inevitable. Jo came first, breathing hard and squealing as her orgasm hit and this tipped me over the edge, making me cum inside Jo’s pussy as it contracted, milking me for all I had left. This naughty little slut had caused me to cum three times in as many hours. I suspect she had cum at least four or maybe five times too. What was that I said about compatibility?So it continued…The next time we were out in public was three days later. We were meeting Andy and his girlfriend Tess for a late lunch at an outside eatery overlooking a large lake on the outskirts of town. None of us were driving, so the drinks were flowing and while we were waiting for the main course to arrive, Jo took my hand and guided it down in between her legs. She had a skirt on, which had ridden up as she sat down. We were mid conversation with Andy and Tess and I wondered if they noticed me jump as Jo guided my hand lower and I could feel she had no panties on! Not only that, as my fingers curled around, I could feel she was already soaking wet down there. My cock immediately started to grow and I felt Jo’s hand rubbing it though my pants. Just then the waitress approached us, so we quickly stopped pawing at each other and concentrated on the conversation and the steaming pasta dishes that were placed in front of us.The rest of the afternoon was full of anticipation for both of us. Andy and Tess had to go at about four to pick up their daughter and that left a very horny Jo and an equally horny me wondering how we could continue our naug
11 minutes | May 28, 2020
Double Cream and Blue Tits
Double Cream and Blue TitsBy, Danille69 For the last few months before I left school, I had a part-time job with my uncle, Roger. Roger by nature I used to call him, not to his face obviously. He was my uncle on my father's side, and he was a right character. If ever you wanted anything, then uncle Roger would somehow manage to get hold of it. I wouldn’t consider him as a criminal, more of a loveable rogue. Come Christmas we never had to buy a tree because my uncle would always suddenly appear with one, along with the biggest turkey you have ever seen, saying, with a cheesy grin on his face, “they just fell off the back of a lorry.” Uncle Roger used to have a milk round. Back when milk was delivered to your doorstep in glass bottles at stupid o'clock in the morning. And when the Blue tits would peck holes in the foil bottle caps to get their beaks into the layer of cream at the top of the bottles. Three mornings a week I would have to drag myself from my warm bed at four-thirty in the morning, my blurry eyes stinging. At five o’clock we would arrive at the diary to collect our milk order. Aside from the money, there was another good reason for getting up so early. The lovely Tess worked in the diary. She was a bit older than me and had finished her education. If I hadn’t been working for my uncle then I probably would never have met her, as she had gone to an all girl’s school, in the neighbouring town. By her looks alone I felt she was well out of my league. Tess had long dark hair, tied in a ponytail and her brown eyes left me spellbound. To top it all, she had the most amazing arse that wiggled delightfully as she walked. I would always make sure I was behind her when she sometimes helped us load the crates onto the milk-float. I spent many happy moments with Tess, in the shower. In my dreams of course, while I was gently washing my cock. I imagined feeling her camel toe through her tight trousers. Her naked tits as she took off her bra. Me, lathering her naked body with my soapy hands. I imagined slipping my fingers into her sweet pussy hole and sliding them in and out. Me standing behind her, my hard-on wedged between the cheeks of her arse with hot water cascading over us and while I wrapped my arms around her. Tess would ride my fingers, bucking her hips back and forth, until she jolted with orgasm. At this point, I had generally shot my load, all over the tiles and watched as my sticky cream slide down the wall. Next time, I will fuck her, before I cum. Enough of that… Laden with crates of milk, we trundled off down the road in our three-wheeled electric milk-float with the sound of glass bottles clanking together. Uncle Roger was a well-built chap. He also had an infectious laugh and the swagger that women loved. One of my duties was to enter each customer’s order into his pocketbook, to make it easier for him, come collection day. I soon noticed that one or two customers had different collection days to the rest. Nothing strange with that I hear you say. But these customers also received a free bottle of double cream after each visit and I was always told to wait in on the milk-float while he collected his dues. When I asked my uncle why these customers got free milk, he just laughed. “I have to look after my regulars, Lad,” he winked. The following morning was one of those special collection days. When Uncle Roger went to the door, I followed him. Like a deranged stalker, I lurked in the shadows. I heard the knock on the front door and shortly after a woman’s voice greeting my uncle by his first name. The door clanked shut and all fell silent. I peered through the hedge and there was no sign of him. He must have gone inside. A second or two later I saw an upstairs light turn on behind drawn curtains. A few seconds more and the light turned off. I waited and I waited. I went back to the milk-float. At length he returned, whistling as he walked. “Double cream?” I quizzed. “Double cream, Lad” he replied, grinning from ear to ear. The following week was the half-term break. For the whole week, I would go to work with uncle Roger, I also got to see Tess every day, and her cute arse, even if it was only for a short while. And even if she barely even noticed me, I felt side-lined, as every other milkman collecting their order flirted with her, attracted to her like moths to a porch light. There were three special collection days on the round that week. That meant I also had a busy week stalking my uncle watching him deliver his gold top to the ladies. Mrs Woolard was quite tall and had long fiery red hair. She had been widowed, about a year ago and lived by herself in a big house just outside of the village. When uncle Roger knocked at her door I was already peeping through a gap in the fence. “Mrs Woolard,” I uttered to myself, as she opened the front door and greeted my uncle wearing just her flimsy see-through nighty. She must have been in her forties, but she still had a lovely figure and boy did she have a pair of tits. Despite me being several feet away I could clearly see her saucer-shaped nipples grinning through that nightie. I was gutted when my uncle went inside and closed the door behind him, I hardly got to see her pussy properly, bulging through those skimpy knickers. I waited, jealously, for the upstairs light to come on. When it stayed dark, I thought, maybe her bedroom was at the back of the house, so I went to investigate. I was pleasantly surprised to see, as I crept around the corner, that they were in the kitchen. The light was on and the curtains were partway open. Mrs Woolard had a round kitchen table, and there she was, bent over it, resting on her elbows. Her nighty had come adrift and her huge tits, splayed onto the table. It was a moment to savour as Uncle Roger lifted the hem of Mrs Woolard's nightdress while she leant over the edge of the table. With both hands he pulled down her lacey knickers, fully exposing her enormous, pale white, arse. He continued pulling those panties until they were at her feet and she had stepped out. The filthy bastard even pressed them to his face before he put them in his uniform, coat pocket. I could tell he was in a rush to sink his cock into Mrs Woolard's fanny as he frantically fumbled to unfasten his trousers with one hand, while with the other, he stroked her warm, soft flesh. I couldn't really miss his huge erect cock as it stuck out proudly, after dropping his trousers and pants. Without warning, he slapped Mrs Woolard square across the arse. Fuck, I thought, feeling a little stunned. I watched her jerk forward sending a ripple right through to her tits as they quivered like jelly. He did it again, repeatedly. I saw the expression on Mrs Woolard’s faces, it was a mix of pain and ecstasy. She was enjoying every second. The suspense, the shock and then the sting. I couldn’t hear her moaning, but her delight I could read by her mouth and her eyes. Through my own eyes, my cock had also read her pleasure, and now it began to stir. I so wished I was the one standing there with my pants down, erect with anticipation. I imagined the feeling of her pussy lips kissing the head of my dick and then her pussy consuming my whole erection. Uncle Roger was acting my thoughts. I watched as he grasped his cock and pulled back his foreskin exposing his knob, it was surely wet from arousal. He nudged the tipped between the crack of her arse and slid it down, towards her honey pot. But Mrs Woolard was not yet ready for my uncle to plunge his fat cock into her. Instead, she stood up, turned around and presented her pussy by perching her arse on the edge of the table and splaying her legs. She then lent backwards, resting her hands on the table behind her. I saw now the glory of her womanly secret. The tight curls of her neatly trimmed pussy that matched the vibrant colour of her hair. Without prompting uncle Roger knelt between her legs and sunk his head into her mound. Within moments Mrs Woolard arched her hips forward and I watched as she bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. I imagined my uncle licking up and down and inside her pussy lips. Her bucking must surely be confirmation that he had found her sweet spot. She removed the milk-mans cap, he was still wearing and placed it on her own head. She clasped her hands around the back of his neck and quite roughly she pushed and pulled his face into her aching pussy. I read her lips as she said “faster, faster.” Mrs Woolard was about to cum. She became incensed as orgasm gripped her. She spread her legs wider and gripped my uncles head, hard. As every limb of her body stiffened, I imagined my uncle's whole mouth covering her pussy, his hot tongue plunging as deep as it would go into her love hole. My uncle Roger finally had his way with Mrs Woolard. She released her grip and pulled him up by his ears. She then laid back on the table and I saw the juices of her orgasm wetting her pussy. She was ready for his fat cock and my uncle Roger could be true to his name. He positioned the raw head of his cock between her lips and with the combined juices of his pre-cum and her orgasm he inched his way into her secret place. I saw the pleasure on both their faces and imagined her love hole gently flexing as she swallowed him whole. I thought it was the right moment to leave them to their table antics. The thought of watching my uncle shoot his load would certainly have left me with lifelong scars.
11 minutes | May 26, 2020
The OfficeBy, Hylanboy The founder and old CEO of the company, Mr. Millner, had gone into a well-deserved pension and his son, Mr. Millner Jr, had taken over the huge corner office on the top floor of the office building. Walking towards it in the main corridor, passing the myriad of office workers in their offices and cubicles on the way, I had to yet again feel sad that the old man left us. Being a department chief, I've grown close to the old boss. A real man, strong and proud. The young Millner was just there because of his father. Old Mr. Millner had always held the traditions high, keeping the strict dress code and respect for authority. No casual Fridays here. Everybody believed that these days were over. Young Mr. Millner had a bad reputation, legal affairs, his father getting him out of numerous scraps, a hopeless womanizer, driving his beautiful wife mad. He would shame us all. I was to leave a paper with Miss Kamp, the Chief Secretary and Office Manager in the front office. She was left over from the old man, obviously a connection point between the generation. Always impeccably dressed, Miss Kamp was still a striking woman at close to fifty. She was strict, hard-nosed and highly critical behind her smart eyeglasses. Miss Kamp carried her hourglass figure and high bust on a pair of strong very female legs. Unmarried - or married to the job - she was known for killing the men around her. She kept the office clean, that was it. However, I had a special deal with her, entirely based on my close relationship with the old man, so even if the occupied sign shined angry red outside the office door, I just stepped in, not even knocked, because it was just a matter of a paper. My colleague managers envied me for that. Miss Kamp's front office was as big as mine, a hub of affectiveness. I laid the paper on her well-organized desk and was just about to leave when repeating noise fetched my attention. I saw the door into the Millner-office was ajar and the noise raised when I stepped closer. The hair on my neck stood up - was this ... was that ... No! I pressed my face to the small opening in the door and there, on the big sofa - I recognized young Mr. Millner’s broad back - he was a former quarterback - my boss was without trousers, working his manhood hard into Miss Kamp, who was laying on her back on the sofa. Mr. Millner's naked and hard but was pumping relentlessly into Miss Kamp between her long legs, both risen high towards the ceiling with the perfect stockings and expensive shoes swaying in the air. The repeating sound I've heard was their flesh bouncing at each other. They were moaning, panting and just when I left the door I heard, muffled and sweaty: Mr. Millner Jr: 'You bitch'. Mss Kamp: '... Sir ... yes ... aahh'. Miss Kamp was not allowed to use Sir's private bathroom inside the executive office and probably never done so. When she left the CEO cleaning himself off in there and closed the door behind her, she was a sight to see on her way to her private bathroom. On wobbly feet, she was still wringing down her tight shirt over her broad ass. Therefore, I got a full sight at her big, heavy breasts bulging over her bra between her open blouse. Her big hair was all over the place and ... was that cum smeared out with her mascara? She suddenly saw me sitting on her chair, behind her desk. She didn't blush, just staring at me with her exhausted eyes over her glasses, as completely trashed she was. I stood up, smiled at her broadly and pointed at my paper on the desk. I said: 'Miss Kamp, I left this for you as agreed earlier'. With that, I left her, convinced that I've just risen in status at the office. The strain in my scrotum finally became too much for me and Miss Denham, a floozy secretary from my department that I used to date secretly before had to step up and lean over my table so I could lift her skirt and penetrate her from behind. I was pumping away, she made small pleasure sounds, and with closed eyes, I was thinking of the sight I had seen just an hour before when the world shifted. The door opened to my office and Mss Kamp came in, all composed, again the perfect Office Manager. She pointed to the door with a sharp thumb. 'Get out, slut', she ordered and Miss Denham attached herself from my manhood. Passing her hard manager, I heard the old dragon hiss: 'Get yourself together, I will see you later'. 'Yes, Miss Kamp', Denham cried. The door was shut and Kamp turned to me. 'I sent out your cunt outside, so we will be undisturbed'. She meant Mrs Marsh, my secretary. 'Okay', I said, getting my breath. My hardon was still pointing at her, hard and blue. I was proud of the way I was handling this situation. Kamp walked up to me; we were the same length. 'Sir', she said. 'We have some business to rearrange'. 'Oh, yeah', I smiled. The material of her skirt rubbed at the end of my erection when she turned on me, sending flashes up my spine. She took Denham’s place and wrangled up her skirt over her ass - she was not wearing any knickers. Was that normal? I thought. Her pussy was all wet and I slit in without any problem, to the hilt. 'Sir, fuck me and shut up', she said. So, I did. The day after Mr. Millner Jr sent for me. Miss Kamp was not there so I just stepped in to his office. 'Oh, yes, come in', said Junior. He didn't point at a chair, so I parked myself in front of his desk. He was preoccupied with some documents. 'How is everything?' he asked. 'Fine, just fine, Sir'. 'Oh, good, jolly good'. Now he was finished, he smacked his big hands on the table and stood up. 'I've got some information', he said and started to circle the table. He was in his shirtsleeves, with his tie loosen a bit. A hard-working Chief Executive. 'Information. Sir?' He was standing in front of me, with hands on his hips, not looking at me as if he was thinking. 'Yes, Miss Kamp has pointed out for me that you may be involved with - how should I put it - in un-descent activities in your office'. 'What ...', I stumbled. The bitch, I thought. Mr. Millner was looking at me now. 'Listen to me, if you have sexual intercourses with your staff, that's your business, man, but, you do not blackmail Ms Kamp, is that understood'. 'Blackmail ...?' 'Look, don't be a fool now. Miss Kamp is mine and we'll keep it so, alright?' I did not understand. 'Now', he continued. "This will cost you at least one blow job'. 'What?' Suddenly his cock was out of his pants. It was at half-mast and big. 'I told you, pal, don't be an idiot. I know that you gave my father blow jobs regularly. Fuck, man, you based your whole career on sucking his cock, didn't you? He told me you were good at it, lots of pleasure'. !%/¤#, I thought. My boss grabbed my shoulder and pressed me down. 'So, down we go and continue the good work". I filled my mouth with his cock, it immediately became hard and I could caress the head with my tongue while I was working myself up and down the shaft. He sighed. 'My father was right, you know your business, bitch'. Suddenly I was aware of that we weren’t alone anymore. Mis Kamp came up besides our boss. She was putting down some more documents on his table and turned to us, smiling broadly. 'Well, Sir, I believe you do that better than me', she said to me with eyes filled with dominance and smear. I blushed hard, still with Mr. Millner's cock bursting on my hard-working mouth. I felt his pre cum in my throat. 'Oh yeah', he bursted out, voice muffled by pleasure. 'He's a great cock sucker'. With that he growled and huge wads of hot cum filled my mouth. I couldn't keep it in anymore, I released my mouth from his still pumping cock. Sperm was pouring out of my mouth and more wads from his cock hit my suit and tie. Miss Kamp laughed and lent down, grabbing my scalp, staring cruelly into my distorted, cummy face. 'You dumb bitch, I was the old man’s fuck doll for thirty years. He was a real man, you see, and so is his son. I've taught him to be one'. Junior was composing himself from the orgasm. 'Yeah, bitch. I'm alone fucking this first-class whore, not you. And every time I do so from now on, you clean us up after, is that understood?' I got on my feet, weak at the knees. 'Yes, Sir', I said, gulping cum. 'Ma'm'. They were laughing when I stumbled to the door. 'Hey there', Miss Kamp said. 'Say, thank you for the cock, Sir'. I stopped and without turning around I did exactly so.
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