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[M/s] UPDATE: Hoping to restart what my mom and I did during covid lockdown

It doesn't say so in the rules that I could see but from looking at the other posts, it looks like we post updates in separate threads from the first one? So that's what I'm doing, here goes. Also here's the first post. I can only see about half of the comments it says there are, is that normal? https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/zmvw9c/ms\_hoping\_to\_restart\_what\_my\_mom\_and\_i\_did\_during Anyway, this weekend my mom and I happened to be in her room, which is where a lot of our fun happened before. Having fun was our shorthand for it. So I just brought it up and said I missed having fun with her. And her response was like "Aww, you do?" which almost made me laugh because it wasn't how I expected her to react at all. I know it's not what she meant but the way she said it was almost like "aww it's so cute and adorable that you liked it when I gave you blowjobs" and to me liking that sort of thing is pretty normal, not cute and adorable. But lol anyway. We were talking about it and the feeling I got was that she would probably agree to starting it again, but more because I wanted to than because she wanted to. Like there's wanting to do something and then there's being willing to do it. During covid she wanted to, it was basically her idea. But this time the feeling I had was she was probably more willing to do it for my sake. I hope that makes sense. Then I told her what I mentioned in the last post, how I came to find out that getting to have fun with your own mom is a huge fantasy a lot of guys have. And I was going to say how I regretted that I didn't appreciate it on that level when we were doing it, and I didn't appreciate that as my mom she was cool doing stuff like that with me. Because probably most moms aren't. But I never even got that far (I did say it to her later) because when I brought up the mom topic, things just changed. Like her eyes lit up. She was so happy that I liked the mom element of it. Because she didn't think I did and this is more stuff we talked about later. Like I was just saying at the start, I thought she'd be willing but maybe she didn't want to. But I guess I don't read her very well because she said she definitely wanted to and she always wanted to. She would have loved still doing it during the last year and a half that we stopped. But when it started to slow down she thought maybe I had gotten over my crush on her or got it out of my system or whatever. And then with that gone, she thought that maybe now I thought it was weird doing this with my mom. So she thought it was slowing down because of me and didn't want to make things weird by trying to keep it going. Which is how I felt basically, only the opposite way. Then she hears me tell her that not only do I want to start doing it again, but I actually like that it's my mom I'm doing these things with. She was seriously like so happy. Anyway, big surprise at this point lol, we restarted things. But it's been even better than before. I mentioned in the last post that I had never touched her pussy and she didn't seem comfortable with that. She said she doesn't remember ever feeling like she didn't want me to touch her there. In that situation I mentioned where had I tried to, she said she's really sensitive after she cums and her only guess was that maybe she had just cum and didn't want to be touched only in that moment. I don't exactly remember it like that but maybe I remembered it worse than it was, or maybe I misunderstood what she said. I don't know. Anyway, if she wasn't ok with it before she definitely is now because I've been touching it a lot. I don't know if I'm any good at oral but she's been like instructing me really good on what she likes, and I started using her vibrator while I do it so she gets both at the same time and it makes her cum like crazy. Making her cum is really like the best thing ever. So our updated routine is basically long intense making out, which I think for her is maybe her favorite part. Then I kiss and lick and suck on her whole body especially her tits. Then I eat her pussy which is the big new addition. That's probably her favorite part now lol but the kissing is close. Then maybe we make out some more or not but we finish things with her giving me a blowjob. Then we either stop or start all over with making out and repeat the cycle as many times as we can depending on what time it is, what's going on, and all that. It's only been two days but I'm enjoying this even more than I did the first time. I don't care if things don't go any farther than this and we haven't talked about going any farther. The talk about me getting to do things to her pussy was the most we've talked about taking things farther than they were before. But I'm definitely going ask her if she wants to have actual sex. I know I just said I don't care if we don't but I hope she does. She's so pretty and I love her more than anything and I just really really want to fuck her lol. I'm gonna ask her tonight actually. I don't know why I haven't asked already except I guess I've just been too caught up in the fun we're already having to think about more. Typing this was kind of my first chance to settle down and gather all my thoughts. Hope you liked it.

[MF] A hot summer fling with my [26] friend's kinky little sister [21]

Last summer, my friend hosted her younger sister Kayla who was coming back for break from an out-of-state college. I was initially introduced to her at the gym. My jaw dropped. The first thing I saw was her curvy chest accentuated by a white long-sleeve cropped workout top that might have been a size too small. It hugged her skin so tightly that the stretched white fabric made the black sports bra underneath easily visible. Her exposed waist and stomach were slim and fit like a model's yet her tits were impossibly perky. She was wearing short shorts that failed to contain her round firm ass cheeks. I had to make a conscious effort to stop gawking as they approached. She was shy at first, but her bubbliness came out as she got to know me and our friend group better. She would tag along to our gatherings and outings and board game nights. She always greeted me by skipping over for a hug, pressing her soft breasts into me. As she was 5 years my junior and the younger sister of my protective friend, I did my best to keep from getting too flirty, but her playful energy drew me in. Kayla would make subtle, suggestive jokes and comments that sounded innocent enough to those around us, but the coy smirk she would flash me after told me otherwise. I often tried to play dumb and respond unphased, much like an exasperated big brother would treat a little sister, but that only seemed to egg on her teasing and flirting. If I teased her back too much, she would tilt her head downwards and look up at me with beautiful round puppy dog eyes, stopping my heart and making my cock twitch simultaneously. And she knew it too as that innocent frown curled into a sly, mischievous smile. One night, we were at a friend's house party. Throughout the evening, Kayla would brush past me while I was talking to buddies and drag her firm butt across my thigh. When we played against each other in beer pong, she would lean forward and subtly squeeze her elbows in to show off her cleavage and tits spilling out of her tiny tube top. Later, Kayla was dancing, flashing me seductive looks while smoothly winding her hips to Bad Bunny. After a quick glance around to make sure none of our friends were in view, I finally caved. I danced up in front of her, putting my hands around her waist. She put her hands around my neck and slowly moved in closer to the latin rhythm. As the beat changed to a hip-hop banger, she spun around and started pressing her ass into me. I saw her naughty grin upon the obvious feeling of her ass grinding on a raging hard-on under my joggers. She leaned back with her head turned, hungrily biting her lip. I reciprocated, pressing my lips onto hers and letting our tongues explore each other's mouths. When we finally broke apart, she whispered "finally." "I wanted that so bad, but... your sister" "I don't want her to know about us either. But I've been thinking about this all month. Wait a little, then follow me to the bathroom" she said excitedly A minute later after again checking to see that our friends hadn't noticed us, I slid into the far bathroom down the hall. Immediately the door was shut closed and locked behind me, and I was pressed hard against it. Kayla was already attacking with her mouth on mine, sliding her hands over my still-hard cock.Then came the moment I still dream about. She dropped to her knees as she pulled my pants to the floor. She had pulled down her top to her waist and was looking up at me with those huge puppy dog eyes. Several seconds must have passed for me to just take in the astounding view. Her perky DD tits were fully on display with perfect sized areolas and dark puffy nipples. Her round gorgeous eyes stared up into mine and her juicy pouty lips were quivering with anticipation. "How do you want me?" she asked quietly A wave of arousal came over me. Up until then, all the girls I had been with were vanilla and thus I had not explored much including dom-sub. However, as if someone had taken control of my body, I felt my mouth open and heard my own voice. "I need your slutty lips around my cock now" I commanded "Yes daddy" Kayla replied lustfully She ran her tongue over my shaft first, still not breaking her eye contact. She kissed the tip, tasting my precum. Slowly, she wrapped her lips around my dick. She worshipped it, sliding her lips up and down with increasing speed. She began pinching her erect nipples, holding up her tits on display for me while still bobbing on my cock enthusiastically. I could feel her muffled moaning reverberating down my shaft. She pulled my hand and placed it behind her head. I obliged. Gripping firmly, I pulled her deeper onto me until she took my full length. She moaned louder, still trying to mantain eye contact. "Good girl" I grunted, feeling my toes curling with each thrust. I could now see that one hand was between her legs playing with herself. Turned on even more, I couldn't hold back. "Fuck, I'm close" I told her while releasing my hand off her head to give her the choice. There was no need as she threw her arms around my butt and forced herself deeper, her eyes watering while looking up at me in pleasure. I erupted inside her warm mouth and she reflexively gagged but still managed to somehow seal her lips around me as electifying jolts of one of the most intense orgasm I've ever had coursed through me. After what must have been several pulses of me shooting hot cum down her throat, she gave one final gulp and slowly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, showing off the results of her clean-up. And that began a wild summer of sneaky hook-ups with Kayla. She would tease me at work by sending nudes and dirty messages. I got to explore many kinks with her including role-playing, bdsm, and sex in a public stairwell. I'll vividly remember many of the times we shared.

[F/D] I had sex with my dad last night and it was the best sex ever

I'm not putting any real details here other than I am 25 and everything was consensual. All sexual acts/tension/flirting started when I was 18+. I'm not putting details about how it happened in this post. It just happened. That's really all I am here to say. It's been building up for a few years. We've kissed before this. We've been naked together before this. I gave him a handjob a couple of years ago. But last night we had full unprotected sex and he came inside of me and I just loved it. I've had good sex before but I've never felt so connected. We were so horny that there was no kissing or foreplay to start. I just needed him inside of me. The feeling was just so satisfying. When he went inside it was like we were made to do this. I have been feeling gross over these last few years because of the incestuous thoughts but when we fucked it all went away. I've never felt something so right in my life. I've had sex with boyfriends that I loved and this was way better than that. It was like he was made for my pussy. That's all. That's it. I don't want to elaborate more now. I'm freaking out internally. We woke up naked together and he kissed me this morning. We had breakfast together and we are getting lunch. I'm just shaking as I type this out because I've never felt so satisfied.

I tricked my Math teacher into fucking me [F18]

Basically I asked my Math teacher to give me private lessons (he is 40 years old). We’ve always had a good relationship but I really wanted to try an older guy. During our second private lesson together, I was wearing an ultra tight crop top and very tight leggings. As we were working I could definitelly tell that he was starting to get hard. At one point he put his hand on my thigh to explain me something… So I just took my chance and turn around and to kiss him. Long story short, he fucked me in my room afterwards… Later he texted me that we should maybe stop the private lessons.

Cuckquean Quickie #6 [cuckquean, mf, 30s, 20s]

Honey, she was the dirtiest fucking slut I ever met. With her slim waist and big tits, and the tightest little pussy you ever did fuck. Waxed clean, of course, except for a thin red strip, perfect for burying your nose in when sucking on her sweet little clit. Oh, and the sounds she made when you ate that pussy. Fuck, that was almost enough to make you cum by itself. The little moans and the gasps she rubbed her pussy against your face as if she was constantly on the brink of an earth-shattering orgasm. Honestly, you’ve never had pussy like it. “Don’t stop,” she would beg. “Eat my pussy like you want me to eat your asshole.” The mouth on this girl. I’d never had a woman eat my ass, but the way the words came out of her mouth sounded like I’d been waiting my whole life for this moment. Maybe I had, for the moment she said that I redoubled my efforts, sliding my tongue deep inside her, kissing her entrance as I tasted her sweetest of holes. But, of course, I couldn’t resist sliding a finger into her asshole. I didn’t even need to ask. She was ready for it, desperate even. The only thing she said as I slid my middle finger into her tight asshole was “Deeper.” So I slid my finger up beyond the knuckle, finger fucking her ass as I once again moved up and sucked on her clit. “You dirty fucking slut,” she growled, grabbing my hair and pulling my face in tighter to her cunt, “you love eating my cunt, don’t you?” And I really fucking did. I’d come here to fuck her, but as she rubbed my face in between her legs, my senses overcome with the sights and smells and tastes of her magnificent pussy, I’d realised this would almost be enough in itself. I could leave here without cumming and be completely satisfied. Well, almost. “Don’t stop, you fucking whore,” she said as she held my head firmly between her legs, her powerful thighs clenched on either side of my head. “Oh, Jesus fuck, Christ… You pussy eating motherfucker.” She gave not a single fuck for what the neighbours thought, moaning at the top of her lungs as she made me make her cum, her body telling me exactly what she wanted me to do, and I dutifully obeyed, my face soaked with her pussy juices, the runoff dripping off my chin and down to the mattress, leaving a wet spot for the ages. When she was done with me, she pulled my head from out between her thighs and gave me a little pat on the head. “Good boy,” she said, smiling, her face graced with that radiant glow of a great fucking orgasm. Her body shone with sweat, glimmering in the light, a job well done. The praise and the smile, coupled with the taste of her pussy in my mouth, a taste I will remember forever, was almost enough for me. Almost. But as she lay there and smiled at me, a radiant goddess of fuck, I knew I had to have her. Turning from pet to master, I crawled up her body and kissed her, hard. She gasped with surprise at the sudden twist but quickly leaned into it, letting me take control as I got what I needed. Even so, she couldn’t resist reaching down and grabbing my dick, giving it slow strokes in her soft hands, which I immediately put a stop to. I was going to cum somewhere, but it wasn’t in her hand. I pinned both her hands above her head with one of mine and guided my dick into her with the other. She spread her legs wide, ready for me, and I could sense what she wanted from me. “Take it,” she moaned as I slid my cock into her tight hole, “it’s all for you. Fuck my tight little cunt.” I began to fuck her and she began to moan, as I took long, slow strokes, taking my time, memorising every inch of her pussy. “That’s right,” she said as I began to speed up, “own that shit. Oh fuck, yes, destroy that pussy. *Fuck*.” She lifted her legs in the air as I fucked her faster, her tits bouncing hypnotically as I fought off the urge to cum deep inside her. “It’s alright,” she said, as if reading my mind, “I want you to.” I kept fucking her, desperately holding off, not wanting this moment to end, but it was no good, her glorious pussy was too good and soon it was my turn to moan, “I’m gonna cum.” “Oh fuck yes,” she cried at the top of her lungs, “cum for me. Cum for me. Cum for me. Oh please, fuck, I want you to cum in me like you deserve.” “It’s all for me,” I grunted. “All for you. However you want to use me.” With that I grunted and pushed myself deep inside her as I came and came, pumping her full of my seed, unloading the entire contents of my balls deep into her fertile cunt, all the while she moaned and writhed and cried out as my cock twitched inside her shooting load after load after load. Finally, exhausted I collapsed on top of her, panting heavily as she stroked my hair again. “Was I good?” she whispered in my ear. “So good,” I replied. “So fucking good. The best pussy I ever had.” “Better than her?” she asked, playing with the wedding ring on my finger. “Doesn’t even compare.” I don’t know what happened next, but I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remembered was waking up in her bed, seeing the covers bob up and down as I felt her warm mouth sliding up and down my cock, getting me ready for the next session. But that’s for another time...

The Lady and the Maid | Part II [F20/F20] [No sex]

It had been three days since I had been fortunate enough to explore her body. Three days since I had her skin firmly between my teeth. Three days since I had almost told her I loved her. Three days since we had visited the heavens and seen the stars. She was much more reserved than she had been before, never quite meeting my eye. She stared at the floor each time I ordered her to dress or undress me. I silently watched her back as she slipped out of my sleeping quarters. She was but a quick little rabbit, darting away from my sharp claws and hungry lioness teeth. Each time I had cornered her, though, she would quickly dig a hole, disappearing and leaving me starving yet again. I could order her to look me in the eye. I could order her to undress and to let me touch her the way I did that night. I could command her to kiss me and hold me in her strong, warm arms. But I knew better than to play such games. It was true that I wanted her more than anything in the world, but I was wise enough to know that I wanted her to want me the same way. She reentered, keeping her eyes locked to the floor as if it would pull out from under her if she looked away. I could feel the warmth from her body as she pulled my Hanfu tight around my waist. “Please, sit down, Miss,” she requested. Her refusal to meet my eyes was disheartening–after our truly magical night together, she should have been closer. Instead, she was even further, out of reach from me yet still haunting my heart with that velvet tongue and nightgown barely hanging on to her frame. I obeyed, sitting in the chair next to my mirror. She rubbed the cream on her hands as I watched. Her fingers worked almost the same way they had worked inside of me, and I held my breath. She worked the cream into my cheeks, my forehead, my chin, carefully avoiding my eyes and mouth. She then dipped her slender finger into the deep crimson color in a tiny ceramic pot, gently spreading the product on my lips. This crimson color, the same pot I had put on her when I dressed her up for my own amusement. I couldn’t help but think the color looked much nicer on her. “All of this work…” I whispered. My breath hit her hand, and it looked like she would recoil, but she sucked in a sharp breath, careful to keep her eyes on the floor. “...just to give me away to him?” “Miss,” she said quietly. “I’m just doing my job.” She was right too, and how I hated that. I cursed whatever fate had made her job anything but kissing me. I reached out and touched her face. My hand brushed her cheek, as soft as a gentle spring breeze, rustling through the newly formed leaves on once-dead trees. “Do you really want him to touch me like this?” I asked her softly. I took her hand and set it on my breast and added, “Or like this?” I could see her guard waver. I could see it in her eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head, retracting her hand as soft wisps of black hair escaped from her hairdo. I wanted to reach out and tuck them behind her ear. The air hung tensely between us. The silence weighed more than the manor in which we stood, safe inside while the rain pillaged outside. “He is your fiancé,” she said finally. It looked like she wanted to say more, but she kept quiet. The silence could have hung in the air for the rest of time itself had we not heard voices echoing through the hallways. She bowed her head before ducking out of the room. I clutched my breast, trying to steady my heart that hid behind it. The once warm feeling that enveloped me had turned to a clawing, dreadful feeling. I sucked in my own shaky breath before ducking out of the room as well. “Beautiful,” a voice said. My mind went back to three nights ago, when the same word had been spoken so softly that I almost hadn’t heard it. This time, however, was loud and sharp; the gruff voice that had spoken it had done it no justice at all. “Absolutely beautiful.” I looked up to see him. He was smiling with his perfect white teeth, holding out his arm for me to take. I looked over at her, and for one fleeting moment, our eyes locked. When she looked away, I felt my body turn cold again, the warmth leaving as quickly as it had come. I ordered my heart to be still as I took his arm. He spoke words that were sickeningly sweet that would glide from his tongue like butter on a warm skillet, but they meant nothing to me. When he kissed me, I imagined it was her just to keep from expelling my breakfast. When he grabbed my thigh, I bit my tongue to keep from calling him every curse under the sun. “I love you,” he had once told me. But I was wise. I knew what he really meant was *“I love your money.”* He grinned at me as we entered the dining room, pulling me to the table to place me in the chair of his choosing. He sat on the other end of the table, facing me. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, she had settled into a chair near the window, opening a book. “Zhangzi,” I said loudly. “Come sit by me.” She looked up, startled. She pointed to herself, as if there were anybody else I would request such a thing from. She nodded, closing her book and hastily taking her place in the seat next to mine. My fiancé seemed annoyed, but I didn’t care. He would just have to get used to me needing her everywhere we went if he wanted to wed me. He continued to talk about whatever he had been talking about before. I hadn’t had the decency to listen to his ramblings, preferring to think about the way I wanted to touch her or the ways I would let her touch me. In each course, even as the room filled with servants bringing food or refilling our drinks, he never ceased talking at me. That was something about him, like many things, I despised. I absentmindedly took a sip of my champagne, trying to shut out his insufferable voice. My hand rested on her thigh first. I, at first, had just allowed it to rest there. I let it lay on her lap as if it were deathly exhausted and her thighs were a warm feather bed. \_ \_ I waved politely at the black car that took him away. The gravel crunched under the weight of the tires as they rolled away from the manor. She was back by my side–the way it should be–now that he was gone. I spun to her once the car had turned into a speck. “I want a bath,” I ordered, desperate to get the phantom feeling of his hands all over my body away. I strode away toward the manor, hearing her scramble to follow. She undressed me the same way she had dressed me, her eyes fixed to the floor and her hands never touching me longer than they needed to in order to complete her task. My skin ignited with each brush of her fingers, craving more. When I was fully nude, she spun away from me quickly, starting toward the bath-room. “Wait,” I said, watching her stop in her tracks. She hesitated for a moment before turning, her lips drawn into a polite smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. I wanted to feel her touch and the warmth to return to my body again. “I’m tired from walking so much today. Carry me to the bath.” My voice was steady and commanding. Her eyes darted around the room for a moment as she fought her own inner monologue. “Yes, Miss,” she said, her voice just above a whisper. I felt her strong arms wrap around me as my feet left the ground. She carried me like a baby…or maybe like a bride. I wrapped my arms around her neck securely as she took me to the bath. Her neck was inches away from my face, and I longed to pepper it with kisses the way I had done once before. She lowered me right outside the tub, and I reluctantly climbed inside, sinking into the warm water that tried so desperately to be the warmth that I could only feel when touching her. “You look dirty,” I commented. “Undress and join me in the bath.” I saw her eyes and the way they seemed to change at my words–as if another wall that she had so carefully built had been broken down by my command. She didn’t dare disobey. In her eyes, my command could put her on the streets, an open target for killing or robbing. What she didn’t think of was that I would put myself through those things a million times if it meant keeping her away from them. She hesitantly undressed as I watched her. Her white dress was pretty, but under it was much more breathtakingly and spellbindingly beautiful. She stepped into the bath, settling herself in the only place there was in such a small space. She sat between my legs, careful to give me as much space as she could. I leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear, my breath cascading down her neck before being stopped by the water that shielded it from going any further. “Why does it feel like you’re lightyears away?” I asked her. I licked her neck slowly–painfully slow. “Why won’t you look me in the eyes anymore?” I reached around her body, my fingers trailing up from her chest to her neck before settling my hand around her neck gently. I nipped at her ear and kissed her neck. Though she was physically much stronger than me, she was still shorter than me and smaller than me. I easily held her in my arms. She sucked in a sharp breath, a small whimper escaping her lips. “Miss…” she said again, that same small voice that had said it a few nights ago in my bed. I smiled from behind her, elated that I could hear that tone of voice once again. I moved my hand from her neck to her breast, cupping one in my hand, cradling it with care. I used my index finger and thumb to lightly pinch her nipple, earning a yelp from her. “Don’t you want to feel it again?” I asked her. She didn’t answer, but I could feel her walls start to crash down. “Won’t you let me see it again? I’ve missed it dreadfully. Getting to see that look in your eyes.” My hand found its way between her legs as if that were its rightful place. She let out a low moan, throwing her head back to rest against my shoulder, the warm water splashing over the sides of the tub. Suddenly, she was out of the bath, her arm over her breast and her legs shut. “I can’t, miss,” she cried. “I just can’t. Your fiancé–ah–nevermind. I-I’m sorry.” She ran out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my decisions and their consequences. I sighed defeatedly, rising out of the water myself and reaching for the towel she had set out for me. I buried my face in it before using it to dry off, now both refreshed and drained. I supposed it was time for me to give up. Perhaps it was a one time thing, and I had been the only one to feel the magic that night had shown. Perhaps I had been the only one in space after all, and she had never left my bed, staying anchored down whilst I floated. By the time I had dried off and gotten dressed, she had shut herself up in her little room next to mine. I figured an apology was necessary, for misreading the situation. I raised my fist to knock, but I heard something inside that made me pause. I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries, but my heart began its rapid thrumming against my ribcage. I then recognized what I had heard: tiny, desperate gasps for air from behind the door. Soft groans. I knocked on the door firmly, and I heard her scramble from inside. I waited patiently on the other side of the door, listening as carefully as I could. Soon enough, the door swung open, and there she was, fully clothed. Her dress had been hastily tied from the front, and I looked her over. “I have come to apologize,” I stated. “Oh,” she murmured. There was a pause, and I thought I could hear the wheels turning in her head. “A-Alright then. Come in.” She stepped aside to let me through, and I took a moment to take in my surroundings. Her bedroom was quaint with only a twin bed, a table, and a wardrobe. I bowed my head, taking her hand. “I apologize.” Her hand was not quite dry, and I played with a couple reasons in my mind. “I must have misread the meaning of what happened that night. You’re right. It’s wrong for me to be so unfaithful to my fiancé.” The words pained me to say, and I knew that on my wedding day and every day after that I would only be thinking of her and the night we had spent wrapped up in each other. “I just…I hope that with time, it will feel the same way with him that it did that night.” I tried saying such things to make her feel better, but I knew I could never love him the way I loved her. I pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand. “Thank you for that night.” I pushed down the painful feeling that washed over me the moment I had spoken those words aloud, making them all the more real. I let go of her hand and started towards the door, reaching out to take the handle when I heard a pain-filled sob. I turned back to see her on her knees, sobbing into her hands. “I don’t want it to,” she sobbed, repeating the phrase again and again. “I don’t want you to feel that way with anyone but me,” she confessed, tears falling in silent splatters on the wooden floor. “I don’t want anyone to touch you but me.” My entire body lit on fire as that beautiful, scary, chaotic warmth took hold yet again. Oh, how I’d missed it! Despite the intoxicating feeling, I couldn’t help but feel a little afraid. Sure, she was shy and respectful, sometimes even awkward, but she had always been so strong and sure of herself. I had never seen her in such a…vulnerable position. I’d never seen her cry. I wanted to reach out to touch her, to comfort her in any way that I could, but I feared that if I touched her, she would blink out of existence. I couldn’t bear to even imagine a life without her in it. I kneeled down in front of her as she wept into her hands. Her long, black hair had fallen out of its usual braid, the stray pieces covering her face. I clenched my fist in order to stop myself from reaching out and pushing it back behind her ear. I couldn’t touch her. Not yet. She was far too fragile, and I couldn’t bear to do any damage. “Why then?” I whispered, my voice so soft that only she could hear it. “Why do you want me to be with him so bad?” \_ \_ **Zhangzi** *“Looks like you’ve gotten quite close,” a voice said from behind me. I spun around, my braid whipping me in the face as I found myself standing less than a meter away from him. I had to strain my neck a little bit to even make eye contact with this beast of a man. “I would hate it if you took my precious time with the Lady away from me.”* *“I’m just doing my job,” I stated, keeping my voice steady and my emotions at bay. I couldn’t share any weakness with him.* *“The job I got you,” he hissed. “If it weren’t for me, then you and your family would still be starving on the streets, hm?”* *God, I hated him. “What is all of this for?” I asked dryly. “Why have you come to remind me of such things?”* *He grabbed my braid, pulling my face closer to his. “Stop talking like that,” he commanded. “Stop talking like you’re some noble. Act more like your kind.” His snarl sent tiny droplets of spit barreling towards my face. He straightened up again, his normal smile returning to his face. Maybe those who didn’t know his character would even call him handsome.* *“What do you want?” I insisted again. “You’re stopping me from getting any work done.”* *“You know what I want. It’s something I’ve been wanting.”* *“Well, spit it out, then.”* *My cheek stung and set ablaze with the force and power of his swing. His smile had disappeared, leaving a look of pure disgust on his face. “Bitch,” he spat. “Remember who you’re talking to.” The intensity of his voice felt like he had reached out and closed his fingers around my neck, slowly sucking the life out of me.* *“I’ve been trying,” I relented. “Do you know how hard it is to get someone to fall in love with you?”* *He narrowed his eyebrows at me, his eyes boring into mine. “Listen carefully. You better try harder, and she better start falling or I’ll reveal your little secret.”*

[c/C] me (22FtM) and my cousin (2xM) have been flirting for a while

Me and my cousin have been flirting for a while, I live in Italy and he lives in Portugal so it's all been long distance, we exchanged pics and vids and even talked about doing stuff when we get the chance to meet, fact is that he's in a relationship, and despite discussing with me about the possibility of doing something / where to do anything he then proceeded to tell me that he wouldn't actually cheat on his gf, I ofc respect that cause I wouldn't want him to do anything he doesn't want to do, but I'm left feeling kinda bitter because I'm really attracted to him, I've never thought about a relationship, it's not really something we ever discussed because neither point in that direction, but I'm pretty sure that if I could just have that one chance to just... get properly fucked by him it would fill this fantasy out and take my head off of it for the rest of my life... what do I do?

Montreal Steam [MFM] Almost......

​ [Photo](https://imgur.com/a/ozeTOYW) We decided to take a quick trip to Montreal for a long weekend. We love to stay at the Hyatt downtown because they have a great indoor pool and a large steam/sauna. One evening we went down and swam in the heated pool. We both did enough laps so we felt we got our exercise in for the day and decided to hit the shower quickly and then meet in the steam room. Rick said my phone is in the locker ill check if they got back to us with a time for dinner reservations tonight and I’ll meet you there. The sauna was located in between the men’s and women’s showers so you accessed it from them. I stripped out of my suit and took 2 minutes to rinse the chlorine off of myself, wrapped a towel around my body, and walked it. There was only one person in there, he was a younger thin man leaning back against the wall on the bottom bench, he was completely nude sitting on his towel and he barely acknowledge me when I came in. Nudity is not an issue like it is in the states so walking into a steam room to see a nude man or woman is not uncommon. When Rick and I were doing our laps the were 3 women friends topless in the hot tub, it’s just not an issue as Montreal is viewed as a European city. I was about to remove my towel when the stranger said “I noticed you in the pool you have a beautiful figure”. Thank you I said being polite. He had a bit of a German accent if I had to guess and he only seemed a tiny bit creepy by the way he was looking at me. My protective instincts kicked in and although I had never noticed them before, there were help buttons on the walls probably there for people that get overheated. Funny the things you never see, I thought. “You should take your towel down so I could see more of your beautiful body” The strange had shifted to expose more of himself to me and although he was not masturbating, he was touching his cock as he spoke to me. It was strange, from the moment I saw the help button I had no fear of him. You must be American he said otherwise you wouldn’t care about being nude he said. The thought did cross my mind to just drop my towel, and let him masturbate for a minute so Rick and I would have the place to ourselves. He said, “my name is Frederick and I am far from home I just thought you could help me and he smiled”. “How about you just help me a little bit by showing me your wonderful breasts he said.” Frederick started again with the uptight Americans thing and having hang-ups about nudity. He was right but a little pompous about how more open life was in Europe compared to the states. Knowing Rick was going to walk in any minute I found the whole thing a bit amusing. I told Fredrick he was being a bit rude but my husband is coming in in a minute and you can ask him if he’d be okay with me helping out a boy away from home. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what Rick would say if he asked him. The steam was light and I could see Frederick’s cock was now hard, he had about a 5-inch cock and he was not circumcised which is very common in Europe. The door opened and Rick undid his towel and climbed up on the bench higher to me. Rick looked over at Fredrick and said out loud “Fuck I can’t leave you alone for five minutes” laughing as he said it. When Rick walked in Fredrick had stopped Pulling his foreskin down and exposing his little head but it was obvious his cock was hard. “My name is Fredrick he said to Rick and your Wife is quite beautiful.” We agree on that, Rick said. Ignoring his obvious hard-on, Rick said where are you from? Germany he said, wow you are far away from home Rick said. “Funny we were just talking about that I said to Rick” Rick told him what state we were from and I noticed his hard-on was lessening. I told Rick that Fredrick already knew we were from the states because I have hang-ups with nudity as I undid my towel and let it fall. and although Fredrick never took his eyes off me he started his same nonsense about how Europe was so much better than the United States and more or less. “Smiling at Fredrick, I said didn’t you want to ask Rick something else?” Stumbling a bit, Fredrick said, “when I looked at your wife my cock became hard so I asked for help masturbating”. He said this so nonchalantly like he was asking to pass the salt I could help but laugh a little. Rick looked at me and said "do you want to help him" Maybe I said, but let me help you first. I Turned and Rick’s cock was the perfect height. I took his 5-inch soft cock into my mouth. I could see Fredrick rubbing his cock again. I love starting and ending a blowjob when a cock is totally soft it is the full circle of an orgasm for a man. I love the feeling of having it grow inside me, lightly using my teeth on the underside of it as the veins as it begins to grow. I start Licking the head and twirling my tongue around it it feels like I’m kissing my girlfriend. Feeling the shaft in my hand as I lick it and feeling the thickness grow as well as the length is amazing. I looked over at Fredrick who started to rub his cock faster now, laser-focused on the scene in from of him. I knew Rick was getting closer. I said to Fredrick be careful, ill be there in a minute I told him. I was so turned on at this point I was way beyond stopping if someone walked in. I loved showing others how big and beautiful Rick’s cock was and how good I was at throating it. I began to taste Ricks pre cum so I looked up at him and said are you ready? He nodded and said yes I’m fucking ready. I pumped his cock 3 more times really slow and felt the first load of cum hit the back of my throat. Still sucking up and down the entire length, I felt two more squirts hit me but I was determined to milk every drop out of him. I then began licking his head getting every last drop. Poor little Fredrick I thought and he slowly rubbed his cock, I turned to him and said are you ready to be next? “Yes, he said” I walked towards him and Fredrick said “do you want this, and held his cock out?” I stopped and said, I did, but then you opened your rude mouth as I walked past him to the women’s locker room. Rick stood up and headed to the locker room laughing at the door he looked back and said, I agree, fucking Americans and hang-ups with nudity. **The End** **Two last thoughts** **The strip clubs up here are amazing** **Women who don’t love the taste of salty cum are just crazy!**

Intense Quickie [FF]

If you enjoyed this feel free to follow me and/PM me. Don’t forget to check out my other stories! She had apparently found an interesting show on Netflix. It had a really interesting and unique concept for a competition show and she wanted to watch it together. So we put it on the tv and start watching, it’s interesting and has some funny moments. Really impressive crew and set design, but the contestants were basic loud personalities so it turned us from interested to making fun of the show to make it more entertaining. We’re about halfway through season one after a couple days of watching a few episodes at a time, and she starts to touch me, feeling up my body, breathing in my ear. I go with it and start to enjoy it. I love when she turns into my cute little slut, so needy. I feel her behind me with my hands and find her neck. I gently squeeze it, she lets out small moans and starts to breathe faster. I turn around to face her, I watch her expression as I squeeze a little more. She feels her hands down my body and starts to rub my clit over my shorts. My hips start to grind against her hand feeling the intense warmth coming from the pleasure. “I need you inside me” I gasp out. She pulls my shorts and underwear down, and plays with my wetness. She rubs my clit directly for a few seconds before putting in two fingers. I rest my head on her shoulder as she pumps them in and out. I need more. “Fill me up! I want you to stretch me!” I beg. “Wait here for a second” she says as she moves me over to get up. I sit down and hear her go into the bedroom and open a drawer. She comes back with a towel and our medium size dildo, about seven inches in length and an average circumference, nothing huge but enough to satisfy me. She places the towel under me and starts to rub it on my slit, getting it wet and ready for me. I feel the head at my entrance. “Ready?” She asks. And I nod, I need this so bad. I feel her start to push it in with ease. I close my eyes and moan as I feel it go deep inside with ease. I love how tight it feels. She starts off with a slow rhythm, but speeds up quickly. Fast and rough, just how I wanted it. She tells me to breathe in. As I do she covers my nose and mouth, and my body to panic. It doesn’t take me long to start bucking and clawing for air. The thrusting starts feeling more intense as she goes harder and faster. “That’s it, you’re being such a good little whore.” She says softly to me. I feel my orgasm coming, she knows this is the quickest way for me to cum, it’s also the most intense. I start clawing her arm and back even harder. I’m going to cum! It rushes at me and I start to orgasm, feeling myself squeezing hard on the toy. If it wasn’t muffled it would sound like I was screaming in pleasure. I tap her arm and she releases, causing me to gasp for air. I feel her pull out and I can tell I made a mess by the sound of it. As I recover she gently cleans me up with the towel. After a few minutes I get new underwear and put my shorts back on. “Let’s rewind back.” I say still breathing heavily. We missed about ten minutes of the episode, but it wasn’t that interesting anyways.

[FM] My boyfriend finally tried cucking me

Hello there, maybe some who follow my stories know already that i kinda got into the idea of my boyfriend having a threesome with me and his absolutely sexy ex. Now i actually pitched him the idea and while he didnt seem to be against it he also kinda wasnt accepting it right away. But Friday he hit me up and told me he would like to try the cuckqueen kink with me (because i told him thats part of why i would like the threesome) Now he didnt wanted to involv his ex in this "experiment" to see if its something for him but i was happy he kinda opened up to the overall idea. He gave me the task to collect some pictures of other cosplayers and so i did (and asked here on reddit for some extra humiliation xD) In the end i collected quite a few with big names like SweetieFox, MollyRedWolf but also smaller ones from my social media or others send me. Also ofcourse this kind of kink requires a lot of communicating and aftercare.. that all happened no worries (and if you wanna try please dont skip these steps especially the first times) but i skip these parts because there borgin haha ​ When he finally arrived on Saturday i gave him my phone with the pictures and he told me to get nude and start sucking. i did while he scrolled tru them. He started to commenting on how sexy they are, how much he wanna do them and show me the pictures from time to time.. I was quite happythat he seemed to enjoy it until he found his favorite. It was an megumin cosplayer - he showed me the picture and told me to get into my megumin cosplay he will back soon.. i obeyed liking the idea of being dressed like this girl he's looking at and waited for him returning When he came back he had a paper in his hand .. he pushed me on my back and pressed it into my face - the paper was full of glue and sticked to my face before i was able to ask he already started to raise my hips and started fucking me.. He started to call me her name instead while doing me and i quickly realised it was her picture on my head. it didnt took him long to finish and that made me a little jealous .. even in the end it was me making him cum xd Even tho i asked him for it and its my kink it kinda left me with uexpected feelings of jealousy, guilt and shame - but i definetely would try it again :D

[Cm/Cf] My (20 f) Cousin wants to start an onlyfans (Update 9)

"It wasn't fair for only me to see the whole package, I hope I can return the favour well enough", followed by yet another photo. My heart decided to bump up my bpm by at least 500 bpm. I was near shaking on the sofa in Abbie's flat. The previous photo had furthered what I had seen in the initial encounter of seeing Hannah's fantastic figure. I assessed my surroundings, seeing where everyone was and trying to listen out to any sounds of the stairs creeking. I was in the clear, hopefully. I once again hovered over the image, but my confidence had suddenly taken a massive boost. I didn't hesitate with this message, opening it merely seconds after I was sure that the coast was clear. As with last time, It was a dark photo, but this time with alot more detail. Hannah's naked body was addressing me through my screen. This time, the photo wasn't dissapearing. I was able to zoom, increase brightness and really take my time. Maybe a bit too much time. I stared at Hannah's bare chest, her small breasts had a great shape to them, with small nipples. Her pussy seemed to be freshly shaved, although the photo was dark, increasing my brightness enabled me to get a better look. Hannah was on her knees, with her phone covering her face and her hand in her hair, looking into the mirror in my office space. After a good five minutes of looking at the photo, I had decided I had, had enough of looking at and analysing Hannah's incredible figure. I came off the photo, and saw those sacred three jumping bubbles. They dissapeared, re-appearing intermittendly. I decided it was my turn to return a quick note. I was quite simply lost for words at that point. All I could muster up was a simple, "Wow". It was at this point when I heard a door opening, followed by an eruption of giggling. "Aleeeeexxx", I heard Abbie shouting down the stairs. A bit stunned by what I had received on my phone, I took a little longer than anticipated. "uh, yeah?", I yelled back, staring at my phone, still in awe at what had just happened. "Come up here pleaseeee, bring the camera!", Abbie shouted down the stairs, followed by more giggling. I was pent up with anticipation as to what I could expect, we were leaving in about 1-2 hours and wondered what was going on. I grabbed my camera bag and strolled up the stairs, to see the door to Abbie's roomate's door close in my face, I was confused, but knocked on the door. Hearing yet again another chorus of giggles, "come in photographerrr!" I heard from the inside, I couldn't make out who's voice it was, I assumed one of Abbie's roomates. I opened the door to see a bountiful of well dressed women all sat on the bed, wearing some very delicately dressed makeup, alongside hair-do's and perfume. The smell was what hit me first, then the beautiful women in front of me. I have met Abbie's roomates countless times, I knew their names and pretty much their entire backstory. Abbie had grown up with them, and sometimes visited during family visits in the summer / christmas. I smiled at them, taking in the view slightly. They were all sat cross legged facing me, almost as if this was orchestrated. I reached for my camera bag and turned my camera on. "Is this the before everything goes wrong photo?", I asked, chuckling at my own joke. This received a scoff from my sister and a laugh from everyone else. At least some people find my jokes funny. I asked them what they wanted to do, where I should stand etc. Kind of like my "photo shoot" with Abbie, but with more clothes. If I had to run through everyone, Abbie's roomates were wearing all the same dresses, cut off at the kneck and high heels, a personal favourite of mine. Daisy was wearing a nice crop top, with some of her favourite jeans that she never appears that she ever takes off. She assures me that she has multiple pairs, i'll have to see it to believe it. Abbie was wearing a one-piece dress that accetuated her figure excellently. It didn't show any cleavage, but the shape was there, and appreciated it. Daisy doesn't do her hair up all that often, so it was nice to be able to see something different. Even though she is my sister, I complimented her. She looked incredible. Even if I remind her that she is ugly 24/7, since i'm such a loving and caring brother :D. The girls stood up and linked arms together, with Abbies roomates on either side and Daisy + Abbie in the middle. They all adjusted their clothes and slightly pushed their bodies out, I wasn't going to complain. I did take a particular interest in Abbie, and whilst I was taking some photos from different angles, I secretely zoomed in on Abbie's chest and ass, for later. Obviously. The girls wanted to get some more photos outside the house, in the kitchen, infront of the car - adjusting their hair / outfits every single time. This entire photo shoot took roughly, 45 minutes to an hour, with the girls wanting to analyse every photo and adjust themselves. They took this very seriously, and I definately did as well, not admiring my cousin at all. We got inside and started to pour a couple of pre-game drinks. Nothing strong, just a couple of warm up drinks before we got a taxi to the bar. We were socialising really nicely, talking about what we had missed out since me + Daisy last saw Abbie's roomates. Around T - 45 minutes before we had to leave Daisy and Abbie left too re-organise Abbie's makeup, as she had very smartly decided that attempting to shotugun a drink incorrectly. Me and Abbie's roomates were continuing on the pre-game, playing small drinking games and brightening outselves up. I was dressed in a smart / casual button up shirt, followed by my finest loafers and some Jeans. Yes, I know. Loafers are the coolest shoes known to man. If you don't know what they are, search them up. You wont regret it. Daisy re-appeard in the kitchen and we continued drinking. I asked where Abbie was, and Daisy replied saying that she was just trying some different outfits, because her current one was causing her some discomfort apparently. Thinking not much of this, we continued. It was now T - 30 minutes before we had to vacate when Abbie came down the stairs and came up behind me, tapping me on my shoulder. "Can you help zip this up for me?", she said. I turned around to see Abbie wearing the same dress, but with a cutout around the bottom, to make it shorter. Her full one piece dress had turned into half dress, and I wasn't complaining. It showed off her legs perfectly and still kept her physique in good view. I started to zip up the dress when I noticed that Abbie wasn't wearing a bra. I had noticed the straps under the fabric when we were doing the photo shoot, but they had magically disappeared this time, and no straps were going along the width of her back. I turned around to see Daisy pacing towards me, picking up pace. "no no no no, Alex, you're doing it wrong", Daisy said, calmly pushing me to the side and zipping it up in half the time it would've taken me. "How'd you-" I stoppped, "It's a girl thing, we have a nack for this", Daisy said. Abbie putting a thumbs up in agreement. I scoffed lightly, saying "sure sure", and looking back at Abbie's dress. Daisy turned back around and went to the lounge, were Abbie's roomates were gossiping about some boy they'd met. I had been involved in the conversation lightly, but couldn't get the jist of it, when three other boys were involved. I suck at discussing drama + tough relationships. Abbie looked over her shoulder at Daisy walking away then turned around, looking me dead in the eyes smirking slightly. I smiled back at her, but noticed a massive difference in her appearance. Her nipples were rock hard through the fabric. I couldn't help but stare, I was beyond the point of caring at that point. Abbie took her hand from her side and pulled my chin up slightly, making eye contact yet again. "It's only a temporary look, I wanted to see your reaction", she said, giving an evil look and turning around. This left me in the doorway of the kitchen, which lead out to the hallway and stairwell. I watched as Abbie's butt jiggled ever so slightly in the newley made dress and watched as she turned to go up the stairs. We made eye contact and Abbie paused, staring at me. Her glance went down to my jeans and stayed there. I broke the stare, and glanced down. My cock was yet again at a 45 degree angle, bulging straight out. I went crimson red in the face, and poorly covered myself up, looking back at Abbie, she was gone, like a flash. My breathing rate increased and I turned back to the lounge, I was just able to see Daisy getting in a heated discussion about whether Abbie's roomate should consider a second chance for her ex or not. She was pretty well vetted in helping people with breakups. I could not go back into the lounge supporting a full hard on, nor could I go to the kitchen, as it required going past a little opening to the lounge, and Daisy was sat facing the kitchen from where she was. I felt my phone vibrate in my right pocket and I went to grab it. "Can you help me chose a different dress? The one I have is way too revealing" - Ab's 14:32. My eyes widened at the text that I had just received, and chose not to waste any time, we had to leave in less than half an hour. It felt a little uncomfortable to walk with the boner I was supporting, and tried to adjust myself accordinly. Grabbing the camera bag on the way through the hallway where i'd left it, thinking I might be in luck with another photo shoot. Making my way up the stairs I heard an abundance of talking and raised voices, nothing harmful but my guess was that they were starting to get serious about their conversation. At the top of the stairs I took a couple steps to the left and I was at Abbie's door. My heart doing flips, legs weak and my dick attempting to breach the fabric of my Jeans. I reluctantly went to go knock when I stopped myself, thinking of a little entrance speech. Thankfully, this wasn't necessary, as the door flung open, with Abbie at the doorway, still bearing the dress she was wearing a couple of minutes ago. "get in here photo boy", Abbie demanded, grabbing me by the scruff of my shirt. She stood there infront of me and locked her door. My breathing intensified and I brought the camera bag around to the front of me. Abbie chuckled, holding her hand out, "Give", she commanded. Not really knowing what I was doing, I handed it over and stood there like a well trained dog. "Do you like my dress?", Abbie said, doing a slow 360, stopping slightly when she was facing me, pointing her ass out a little bit. I was once again stuck in a stare, affixed on her nipples poking through the plastic. "Yes, holy shit yes", I said, losing control over my speech, my dick taking over my brain. "It was a rhetorical question dumbo, I know you like it", she said, pointing at my jeans. I nervously looked down and nodded back at her. Abbie walked over to her bed, leaning back like we did in the photos, patting the area beside her, signalling me to join her. I did so with some hesitation, not knowing where this was going. Abbie sat up slightly, looking at me. "I really enjoyed our little shoot earlier, I didn't think I had it in me", she said, cocking her head to the side and looking at me. We held eye contact for a short while before we started to look up and down each others bodies. Nothing prompted this, it seemed like human nature, we couldn't stop it. Abbie snapped out of her stare and shook her head slightly, "Sorry, I uh need to change out of this dress, it's wayyy to small", she said, running her hands down the side of her stomach and her waist, stopping just before her ass. Me, being the gentleman that I was asked if she wanted me to leave, or turn around. I received no answer to this. Abbie stood up and stood directly infront of me, holding her hands ontop of her shoulders and slowly running her thumbs under the top part of her dress, pulling on it slightly. I sat up and watched in amazement as my cousin started to remove her dress, her perfect cleavage started to reveal itself from under the constraints of her clothing. She pulled her dress down slightly further, starting to reveal her breasts. She brought the dress down to her belly button, hiding her breasts with her forearm and then sitting down next to me. "We don't need to take photos this time", Abbie whispered to me, taking away her forearm from her chest area, fully revealing her breasts to me again. I had lost all control, my hand was rubbing my cock on top of my jeans without me even noticing. Abbie noticed this and bit her lip, looking back at me she smiled and said, "It's fine, I don't mind". I started to grasp my cock over the top of my jeans and picked up the pace slightly, staring at Abbie's tits, then making eye contact again. I looked back at Abbie's tits, and moaned slightly. "You can touch them, if you wanttt", Abbie said, biting her lip again and staring down at my pre-cum ridded jeans. I gasped to myself, and brought my free let hand to her stomach, her skin was so unbelievably smooth and warm, I slowly brought my hand up her chest. I could feel her heart racing. My hands reached the lower part of her breasts and she shuddered slightly. I stopped, but she grabbed my hand and planted it on her tits. She held her hand there ontop of mine and leaned her head back. "Nobody has touched me like this in months oh my", she whispered. I chuckled quietly and started to feel her breasts. Her nipples were rock solid, but her tits were soft and felt incredible. Abbie moaned softly as I started to squeeze her nipples slightly, twisting them slowly. Abbie shifted her body slightly and moved her dress lower, reaching a hand down her panties. She started softly playing with herself. I decided to take the next move, shifting my body onto my left side, I leant in and got a mouthful of my cousins perfect tits. "Hooooollyyy fuck alexx", she moaned, speeding up the pace of her masturbation, I could hear how wet she was. I started by licking around her nipples, then sucking on them, feeling the other breast, squeezing and playing with it. I felt her right hand rubbing up and down my jeans as she made her way to my cock, feeling it over my jeans. "Since when have you had a cock this big cousin", Abbie said through the moans. I chuckled and kept sucking on her tits, making circles with my tongue and spitting on them. Abbie's moaning got louder as she picked up the pace on my cock. I could barely feel my legs, I felt like I was going to cum at any second. I pulled off my cousins tits and took her hand off my cock, breathing heavily. She stopped masturbating and looked at me, smiling probably the widest grin i'd ever seen. Her hand visibly soaking wet. "You know, I can't see your other dresses if you're still wearing this", I said, pointing at Abbie's dress. She thought for a second and looked back at my jeans, nodding at them. "Wouldn't be fair if i'm the only one", she said, pulling her thumbs under her dress. I caught wind of what she wanted and stood up, before I could say anything her dress was dropped down to her ankles, and swiftly kicked away. I went to start taking my jeans off when I found myself frozen at the spot, staring at my stunning, naked cousin. She smirked at me and tapped on her wrist, signalling that we didn't have much time. I removed my belt, and like Abbie, slowly took my clothes off, removing my jeans, leaving me in just my boxers. The tip of my cock was pointing out the top and this caught Abbie's attention immediately. She sat up, mere inches from my cock and started to pull down my boxers. She stared at my cock slowly revealing itself, near frothing at the mouth she pulled them down in one swift motion and let it hang in it's rock solid, upright position. She stared for a moment, then brought her hand to the base of my cock. I moaned softly, feeling her warm, wet hands on my dick. She layed back down and signalled me to sit next to her. Wanting to return the favour, I said "You can touch it, if you want", smirking at her. She didn't waste any time in feeling my member, starting again at the base and rubbing slowly on my shaft. I moaned as Abbie started to jerk off my cock, her tits bouncing as she did so. I brought my hand to her waste and started doing circles around her belly button, making my way to her clean cut pussy. It was perfect, absolutely no hair, and looked tight as anything. I started softly running my hand over her clit and labia, receving a loud moan from Abbie, this stopped her from stroking my cock momentarily, as her free hand started to play with her breasts. I started to rub her pussy, feeling how soaked she was showed me how turned on she was. The noise it made was incredible, and the feeling of her small, warm hands on my rock solid cock was immense. I felt adventurous and started to slowly bring my fingers to her opening, slipping a finger in and out slowly, rubbing her clit with my thumb. This did it for Abbie, as she took her hand off my cock and covered her face with a throw pillow, near screaming into it. I kneeled up and put two fingers inside of her, feeling her tight walls convulsing around them. She was near. Her moans and screams were slightly muted by the pillow, and her pussy started to convulse even more. "Fuck fuck fuck Alex please don't stop, don't stop i'm gonna cum", she screamed into the pillow, arching her back and squeezing her tits. Her legs started shaking uncontrollably as she started squirting all over my hand, moaning uncontrollably in the pillow. Her body started spasming on my hand and arm as she pushed my hand away. She curled into a tiny little ball and slowly rubbed herself as her body shook uncontrollably. I stood there, slowly stroking my cock, as I watch the product of my actions orgasm uncontrollably. I smiled at her and licked her pussy juices that were left on my hand and arm, she tasted incredible. The warm salty taste was next to none, I had never tasted something, or someone that good in my life. As her orgasm subsided, I knelt next to her, stroking my cock. She looked at it and smirked, "Someone's not quite done yet", she said, slapping my hand and taking my cock. Wrapping two hands around it and spitting on it. I started moaning uncontrollably, the wetness acompanied by my cousins hands and incredible body started to push me to the edge, I my hamstrings tensed up as I felt an orgasm building in my lower body. "Shit, fuck oh my god Abbie please", I moaned, staring at her. "I want you to cum on my tits Alex, please cum on my tits cousin", she moaned removing one of her hands and cupping my balls, pointing my cock at her tits. She teased the head of my cock slightly before going for a finishing move. She squeezed my balls lightly and sped up her pace. I felt an immense build up and without any warning, ropes and ropes of cum shot out all over her tits. She gasped and I nearly collapsed on the spot. Giggling, she kept jerking me off until my tank was completely empty. Completely out of breath, I dropped to my back, and watched as my cum covered cousin looked back at me. Cum all over her tits and her hand. She looked down at her tits and squeezed them together. Noticing the cum on her hand, she looked back at me and stuck out her tongue. She slowly licked the cum off her hand, moaning slightly and tracing her finger over her tits, and dripping the cum over her lips and chin. She had absolute control over me, even though I had just came everywhere, I was still rock solid. The cum dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Taking more finger-fulls of cum and dropping it onto her tongue, swallowing every load. I found myself in an unbreakable stare when I heard a loud knock at the door, it was Abbie's roomate. "Abbie?!", Her roomate shouted from the other side of the door. Abbie's eyes widened and she sat up. I shot up and quickly wiped myself off with some wet wipes. "Uh yeah sorry i'm fine, just having some trouble putting a dress on", she said confidentely. "Do you need any help? We should be going soon", Her roomate replied back. "No no, i'm fine. I'll be out in a minute", Abbie replied. This seemed to satisfy her, as we heard her walking back down the stairs. I looked back at my cum sodden cousin, "That was incredible" I whispered to her, adjusting my belt on my jeans, my boner finally gone. She nodded, smiling back at me and started to clean herself up. I helped her wiping off my cum with some tissues and wet wipes, I had really done a number on her. Intentional or not. Turns out she already knew was she had picked dress wise, and got dressed into it, cleaning her makeup and hair. Turns out, if women want to, they can get ready quickly. Who'd have thought it?! We both walked up to her door, making final adjustments and checking in the mirror that we were all good to go downstairs when Abbie whispered in my ear, "I want to taste you next time", followed by a kiss on the cheek. I left her room with an incredibly broad smile on my face, and a pair of balls truly emptied. What had just happened was something that i'll never forget, my insanely hot cousin had jerked me off and I came on her tits. We had bounced past first, second and third base immediately, and I loved it. Trying to put on my best casual walk, I made my way downstairs and rejoined the group, joined by Abbie five minutes later. My excuse was that I had a phone call and I took it outside, which seemed to be sufficient enough for the girls in the kitchen. Abbie came downstairs and she looked incredible. I had seen the dress she'd put on, but seeing it in good lighting, was just incredible. She is just so incredibly pretty. She had re-done her hair, and was now wearing a James Bond girl esque dress, with her cleavage showing, and half of her legs showing on the right hand side, I couldn't believe no less than seven minutes ago I had just turned this girl into a orgasiming ball and she drank my cum. We all complimented her dress, saying that she looked so beautiful. Conversation drifted off as we realised that we would have to make a move soon. So the girls got their bags, phones, lipstick etc and we made our way to the door. Today couldn't have gone any better.

[FF] fun at summer camp

So I was at summer camp 18 at the time I was a CIT. I had a crush on one of the other girls in my bunk so did she so she asked me before going back to bunk if I wanted to do anything with her I said yes so that night she comes over to my bed and gets under my covers I was in the corner of the bunk and she started to play with my boobs over my shirt I played with hers till her nipples got hard then asks me to lift it up and she did the same with hers and I sucked her tits for a bit then she sucked mine and she want to do more so she got between my legs I was in booty shorts she had me take them off and ate me out till I came with a bunk almost fully with other girls(all 18). After she just cuddled for a bit then went back to her bed and acted like nothing happened the next day

[S/B] Im going on birth control now and were getting ready for sex

Hi again lol. I wasnt gonna keep posting stuff but i guess i could post this and ask a little about it from you guys because i just wanna make sure im doing it right. So yeah me and my brother have been touching each other and we do it now before bed like every day now. We talked and were both like yeah we wanna have sex but obv we need to use birth control so we talked about it and i asked about it and we think its best if i go on a pill and if he wears a condom too. We talked and were gonna wait until we are ready with the birth control and he said itd be really romantic if we did it on Valentines day and idk i really like that idea too so hopefully we can do it then. Um yeah so im just asking here because i wanna make sure im doing it right. Im pretty sure i have it all like figured out but obv i dont wanna mess it up. Me and my brother said we will walk to the family planning place tomorrow to grab the pills and ill start tomorrow. Thank you for help!

[M]y Girlfriend [F] (now ex) Kept Getting Pounded By Her Boss [M] And Ended Up Blowing His Roommate [M, BBC]

See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 9. For those who haven’t read my prior stories, my former girlfriend Gina was on a few year run of blowing and getting fucked by guys, with my permission. She was hot as hell, the kind of girl most every guy is interested in. She was 5’4, 115 lbs with a incredible, tight body. She had long black hair, a sexy face, tits on the small side but well-shaped and her ass brought joy to anyone who caught a glimpse. She had started a new job at a fancy bank’s office in the big city, where we’d recently moved. Aside from her having ongoing sex with one of my friends, her boss was fucking her and she’d also pleased a couple of his friends. It became a regular thing for her to spend an evening at his apartment on the weekend, getting repeatedly drilled by him before coming home to me, and getting re-drilled. One of these weekends, she came home glowing a bit more than the usual. I asked her what happened. She had arrived to her boss’s apartment around 6pm and was greeted by his roommate who she’d not met before, since he traveled a lot for work. He gave her a big smile, let her in and told her Luke (her boss) was still in the shower and would be out to meet her soon. He offered a drink and sat on the sofa with her. He was very friendly and asked her the usual pleasantry questions, including where she lived, asking if she had roommates. She told him she lives with her boyfriend which made him laugh. She assumed that Luke had told him that he was fucking her (turns out he had) and she got a bit of a thrill out of telling him that her boyfriend is ok with her being there. He was intrigued but before he could ask more, Luke walked in and gave her a big hug. They all made some small talk and after a few minutes, Luke asked Gina if she’s like to go to his room to “watch tv.” She told him yes and told his roommate that it was nice to meet him. Turns out his roommate is a well-built black guy who she found attractive. For a long while, I had been telling her how hot it would be if she had sex with a black guy. This came to her mind immediately when she was drinking him in. She headed into Luke’s bedroom and he closed the door behind them. He put on the tv, in attempt to cover the sounds that were about to be coming out of his room. Gina told me that knowing his roommate was on the other side of the wall, in earshot of everything they’d do, was a huge turn-on. After Luke put on the tv, he walked over to her, told her how hot she looked and starting making out with her. They liked sloppy kissing. With tongues swirling, he reached down the front of her skin tight yoga pants and slid his hand between her legs. She was absolutely dripping. He asked her why she was so turned on today. She just laughed and said, “no reason”, still thinking about his roommate sitting on the sofa, just outside the room. Her clothes were off in no time and she was on her knees, giving him sloppy head. She was being as loud as she could, making wet sucking sounds, hoping his roommate was enjoying her show. Luke couldn’t take it anymore and put her on her back, on his bed. She spread her legs wide, looked him in the eye and started playing with her wet pussy. He was standing there jerking off, staring at her. She claims he put a condom on. We had agreed years prior that she would always use a condom with other guys but I’m pretty sure she almost never followed the rule. I let it go because it was so hot, thinking about her getting barebacked. Anyway, Luke got on top of my girlfriend and slid into that pussy he’d become so familiar with over the last couple of months. She said his dick was about average length but much thicker than the norm, which she loves. He started fucking her hard and her mind was lost in the fact that not only was her boss fucking her, but his roommate could hear everything and she had a boyfriend sitting at home thinking about what she was doing. She started moaning loudly and saying dirty things to him. “Fuck me, hard. Ohhh fuck, oh my god!” He put her in all sorts of positions, fucking her every way you can imagine for a good forty minutes or so, her screaming with pleasure the entire time. She said at one point, he was fucking her so hard from behind that the bed was banging into the wall. Knowing the roommate could hear it all, she started telling Luke loudly to “cum in my pussy!” A minute later, he did just that. They rested for an hour or so and then round 2 started, with her making just as much noise as the first time. She said the sound of his body slamming against hers as he fucked her was turning her on immensely, knowing his roommate could here every thrust. When she finally emerged from his room a couple of hours later with 2 loads in her, the roommate was still sitting on the sofa, watching tv. As she walked by, she looked at him and smiled and he just said, “did you have fun?” She told him yes and that she needs to get home to her boyfriend but she hopes to see him again at some point. He agreed and she headed home to me. When she got home, she told me everything that happened and I could tell she was especially excited about Luke’s roommate. I fucked the hell out of her for an hour, unleashing yet another load into her dripping pussy. The following weekend, she was off to Luke’s again. Unfortunately she had her period and told me she would just blow him. When she got home about 4 hours later, she was once again glowing. I asked her what happened. She arrived to Luke’s and his roommate was there again. She sat on the sofa next to the roommate and Luke sat on a chair next to the sofa. They had several drinks and ended up putting on some music. Luke and her started dancing together with the roommate looking on and laughing. The second song that came on was kind of slow. As she slowly danced with Luke, he started making out with her. Doing this in front of his roommate was really turning her on. She threw caution to the wind and took off her shirt. The guys were blown away. Luke took it one step further and took off her bra. There was my girlfriend of many years, topless with 2 men, in her boss’s living room. His roommate commented about how hot she looked. Gina got down on her knees in front of Luke, unzipped his pants, took his dick out and started sucking it. Every now and then she would look over at his roommate, with her mouth totally full. Eventually he couldn’t stand to just watch anymore. He walked over, unzipped and pulled out his big black cock. She’d always fantasized about being with a black guy but it had never happened. She turned away from Luke and started slurping on his roommate’s cock. She said it was too long to deep throat but she tried her best. She went back and forth, blowing them for awhile and eventually let them know she was on her period so she would finishes them with her mouth. Luke was having trouble cumming, with his roommate watching so he took her in the hallway and after a few minutes, emptied himself down her throat. As soon as he finished, she made her way back to his roommate who was sitting on the sofa, stroking his cock. She got between his legs, spit all over his cock and started blowing him. It didn’t take too long before he unleashed down her throat. She felt such a sense of achievement getting guys off. Having two men cum down her throat had her feeling like a million bucks. She made her way out of their apartment shortly after. When she got home, she was excited to tell me everything. She went out of her way to let me know that if she hadn’t been on her period, she would have let both of them fuck her. All of this of course had me worked up. She went down on me and 20 minutes later, she had yet another load sliding down her throat. She never saw Luke’s roommate again after that unfortunately but her interludes with Luke continued for another few weekends. She would soon leave her job for a higher paid position at another company but not before pleasing one of her customers with that special mouth of hers. In my next story, I’ll go into how that all went down.

[cm/cf] mu cousin is pregnant and we haven’t told our family about our relationship.

Using another account to tell my story. So my cousin and I have been hiding our relationship for over 7 years now. She was a year younger than me but I was a hood rat kid in school so I was held back my sophomore year. We had the same group of friends in school, so her and I always went to the same parties. After a night at our friends house everyone there either went home or passed out. My cousin and I stayed up late and talked about our childhood together. (I’ll just say it wasn’t the best because of her mothers bf) I’ll never forget that night because we became even closer than ever. After that conversation we were more open. Talking about our ex’s and sex life to even changing in front of each other. By our senior year we knew something was different. We both went to the same community college and told our parents that we would be living together in an apartment because the school was an away from our home town. The cheapest option for us at the time was a studio apartment. And after the first night in bed I knew right then and there that she was the love of my life. We knew everything about each other. We understood each other like no one else would. Our relationship grew more and more throughout the years. We made love, we fought, we cuddled like every couple does. After college we both got decent jobs. We lived in our studio apartment for a while longer. We were able to afford a house and we told our parents that she would be living with me until she found a place of her own. By this time they still had no idea about our relationship. We were both too scared to tell them about us. We’re both so happy living with each other. And last week she gave me the big news. As happy as I was that I was able to have a family of my own with this beautiful woman, my heart sank because I knew that we would have to tell our family. I’m so scared. I just want to disappear with her and start our family with a clean slate. I don’t know what to do.

Titty-fucking my mom [M/S] [F50 M28] OC

My mom was getting up there, no doubt about it. She had just turned 50, and while she was still very good-looking, she was starting to show her age. Her face was wrinkled around the edges – some call it crows-feet. Her hair was no longer soft & silky, it was more rough looking. He skin tended to sag a little, especially on her arms and legs. Nothing gross, she just wasn’t as tight as she was in her 20s & 30s. All that was too be expected for a woman of her age, of course. Even with her imperfections, my mom was still a knockout. She got implants when she got married to my step-dad about 15 years ago. She wasn’t flat-chested before – so her B/C cups grew to DD’s when she went under the knife. My step-dad was a total asshole, and had recently left both of us for a younger model… But she knew how to accentuate her fake curves. Ever since she got her new tits, my mom would wear shirts that showed off the MAXIMUM amount of cleavage. I had obviously gotten used to seeing my mom’s big boobs over the years, but sometimes she would bend over without thinking, or lean back when I was standing over her, and I couldn’t help but get hard. Since they were fake, they were still very perky for her age, and most of the time she didn’t bother wearing a bra. It’s not like she intentionally popped them out for me, but when she did something without thinking – I would get way more than I bargained for. One time a few years back, she had on a shirt that was very loose and showed almost no cleavage. I think that gave her a false sense of confidence because when she was walking past me and dropped her cell phone, I nearly fell out of my chair. She absentmindedly bent at the waist to grab her phone, right in front of me. Her loose top hung low, and I got a clear view of both her bulbous breasts. Her nipples were surprisingly small – which I guess helped her to not have to worry about a bra. She looked up at me while bent down, and must’ve seen my reaction because she then looked down at herself and began to laugh. She quickly stood up and brushed the whole thing off as nothing I hadn’t probably seen before – but I had to excuse myself to take care of my raging hard-on within minutes. I couldn’t get her tits out of my head. Those breasts had fueled many masturbation sessions over the years. And now that my mom had moved back in with me since her split from our step-dad, it was even worse. It was almost every day that I would get some sort of peek down her blouse, or at her ass when she bent over. A few times over the last few weeks, I thought that she might have noticed my bulge. I couldn’t help it, I pretty much had a boner 24/7 now and as much as I tried to hide it, sometimes it was just impossible. All that takes me to last night. It was Sunday night – we had settled into a routine over the last few months of always watching a movie on Sunday nights. I had picked an action movie last week, so it was my mom’s turn. I figured that she would pick some rom-com, and I was right. What I didn’t know at the time was that it was rated R, and was quite raunchy. About 30 mins in, we had already watched 2 sex scenes and I was uncomfortably hard. Like a raging boner that was begging to be touched. We were both on the couch, but we were on either side – a cushion between us. I was just about to get up to excuse myself and jerk off when my mom started moving. First she stood up and stretched – giving me a fantastic side view of her tits, then she turned to me and plopped down on the couch sideways. I knew what she was angling for, a foot rub. I also knew that as soon as she put her feet on my lap, she would know I was hard. I was fucked. There wasn’t enough time to get up and leave, and my face started blushing even before her legs landed down on me. Her legs hit my lap, and were only there for a second before she lifted them and looked at me. She knew. I knew she knew. This was the worst possible scenario I could possibly imagine. My mom accidentally feeling my dick. But instead of saying a word, she put her legs back down and started to rub them back and forth. She turned her feet flat on my crotch and started stroking me up and down through the blanket that I had strategically placed on my lap. It felt amazing, but I had no idea what to do or say. Obviously, I wanted her to keep going, it felt amazing and I was so horny. But what should I do. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin the moment, but I also wanted to give her encouragement and tell her to keep going. I settled on started to buck my hips up and down slowly with her feet. Mom got the idea, because she kept it up and even quickened her pace. After a few minutes, she tossed her legs to the side and stood up, facing me. Again, without a word, she tossed off her t-shirt, showing off her fantastic tits. I couldn’t believe it. Me and my mom were totally gonna hook up! She grabbed the blanket and tossed it to the side, then got down on her knees right in front of me. Grabbing my shorts and puling down, I felt my cock spring out from the elastic waistband. Without hesitation, she started to stroke it. Long strokes from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip. She had begun to bite her lip, so I knew she was as excited as I am. Serendipitously, there was a bottle of hand lotion on the table beside the couch. While she kept stroking with one hand, she half-stood to reach the bottle and squirt some onto her palm. I thought she was going to work the lotion onto my cock to lube me up, she did not. Instead she began to work it into the cleft between her breasts. She leaned forward and angled my prick between those beautiful globes. The silicone kept them perky, but her sagging skin gave them enough movement to completely wrap them around my shaft. She bounced up and down on her knees, giving me the most glorious titty-fuck of my life. As she quickened the pace, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I gave her the time-honored tap on the arm to let her know I was about to burst, and she let out the first words of this entire experience. “Give it to me son” With that, I exploded. Shooting hot cum up into the air. Obviously, I was pent up, so my first shot hit her in the chin and splattered upwards onto her cheek. The next landed onto her left breasts and the third hit her neck. After that, even more cum poured from my head, coating her tits in my sticky mess. She kept her tits bouncing until I was totally spent, and then stood up and walked to the kitchen. For a towel to clean up, I presume. \*\*More to Cum\*\*

NYC night with a stranger [FM]

I like writing these stories as a way to process my various feelings and/or personal victories in my sex journey. This week has been a hard one, but a pounding is good for stress relief. I was wearing a cute tanktop with colorful leggings. I'm small and petite, have been gaining a little weight, but it looks delicious on me. I have all my body hair, and a super short haircut that brings out my big eyes and smile. I had chatted with some guy briefly a few days ago to set up the date, we didn't exchange any pics, because I like to be surprised. I met him in the lobby of the hotel, and it was a good surprise! He seemed sweet and a little nervous, but that's okay. When we got to the room, I immediately made myself at home, stretching out on the couch. It was a sumptuous room, with multiple seating, gold framed mirror and mirror wall. I wish I could have done a photoshoot in that room. He sat down next to me, touching my feet, we talked for a few minutes, then he came on top of me to kiss. I like being smushed by big bodies and I loved grinding against each other. I turned over and told him to touch my back, he kissed and masssaged my back and ass, reached around to squeeze my tits. I kept thinking god these mirros must make us look amazing. He pulled down my panties and legging just a little bit, god thats so hot to be a little exposed, and I love love my ass being massaged and touched. I don't like oral that much, but I do love a tongue in my ass, and that's what he did. I took off the rest of my clothes and I felt very very deliciously naked. He was grinding on top of me fully clothed, until he decided to take everything but his underwear off. I loved feeling him behind and on top of me, and his arms next to my head. God he had gorgeous skin and body hair, and deliciously warm hands. Then I turned around and wanted to see what kind of package I was working with, and boy was I surprised. That was a holy moly ginormously thick dick. And I have seen many! It was the same lovely color as his skin. And I've never seen such a perfect set of balls in my life. They were a beautiful color, they were smooth and soft to touch, big and juicy, in perfect proportion to this giant dick, for some reason less hairy than others I've come across. I mean perfect, and I told him so. I wasn't planning to go down on him, cause I mostly have retired from that, but like oof I had to, those balls looked so appetizing. He stood up so I could reach them well while sitting on the couch, the mirror behind me. I was enjoying licking and kissing and sucking all over his balls and thick cock. Then I lay back down on the couch, spread my legs, and told him to watch me touch myself. I slowly touched my inner lips, up and down, circled the edges of my clit, watching his face, inching my way towards my opening. When I started fingering myself, it was obvious how wet I was by the slurping noises my finger and pussy were making. He loved that. Then he started fingering me, pumping them in and out, yum, while I touched my clit. We tried having penetrative sex, but ultimately it did not work because either he was nervous or the condom wasn't big enough (XL condom too!) He said he gets custom big ones back home but didn't bring those, darn. I enjoyed stroking him regardless, seeing this giant beautiful cock in my hands, tracing the thick veins. Because this is real life and I write realistic stories, neither of us came but I enjoyed myself and feeling hot, and getting some good touch and cuddles, feeling super safe and confident. Before I left, I took a few minutes to model poses around all the furniture, I've been experimenting with some photography/modeling for myself lately, and that room was inspiring! Wishing you all sexy times <3

[S/b] How shared trauma brought my brother and I together

I've been on reddit for several years now and have recently wandered into these subreddits because of my own experience. I've seen many stories posted here but none of them have resonated with me. I won't speak to the stories of others, but my life has not been some taboo porn flick. I saw someone comment recently that their experience was that people don't willingly get into incest - that trauma is often the root cause. That was the first comment I saw that I resonated with. I originally came here looking to see if others had a similar experience and that was the first time I felt like someone had. So, while I was kind of hoping I'd find other stories similar to mine, I figured it might be easier if I posted ours to see if anyone can relate. For those of you looking for some brother/sister FWB situation, this story is probably not for you. My brother - let's call him John - is a little over a year older than me. He's 24 now and I'm 23. We now live together and have for the past 5 years. We have sex regularly and neither of us are dating anyone else. We do not want to get married. We do not want to have children. I'm on birth control and we are in a state that still has abortion rights if it ever comes down to that. We know that what we're doing is wrong. We have both felt guilt on and off over the last 5 years. We've called it off more times than I can count. We are both in therapy, but neither of us has disclosed our relationship to our therapists. It's not healthy. It's fucked up. We both know we'll probably never have a meaningful relationship because of how messed up we are. Yet, for all the times we've tried to stop, we just can't. It only lasts for a week or so before our willpower gives out. I love my brother and I know he loves me. The sex is amazing. Is it amazing because of how wrong it is? I don't know. Maybe - but we don't think about it. We don't really talk about it anymore. It's just what we do. My brother is attractive but it's not that. I think I'm attractive, but it's not that for him either. It's not some physical attraction. It's ... complicated. It's comforting. I feel protected when I'm with him. As for how we got here - we had a fucked up childhood. Our father was/is a cop. He wasn't always violent. We both remember when he and our mom were happy. Something happened, though and he seemed to change overnight. John was around 11 when the change happened. That's when the beatings started. The beatings started for us and our mom. She regularly had bruises and welts all over her. She started drinking heavily. That eventually turned into drugs. She was in and out of rehab for years. Things would get better for short periods of time. Our dad would apologize. His "brothers" would talk to him, but it was always short lived. Something would happen. Someone would say something or have the wrong look on their face. The cycle would repeat. John got the worst of it but I wasn't immune. I was knocked out once. I ended up hitting my head on the wall and had a gash that required stitches. CPS came out after a teacher reported it at school. Our dad removed us from the school and demanded that mom homeschool us instead. John would wake up with nightmares. I had them as well. We didn't have any family or friends we could turn to. Our father made sure of it. He lorded over us and our mom was too fucked up to do anything either. We were trapped and we knew it. As John got older and bigger, he started to resist. That resulted in some pretty awful fights. I can still hear the noise of them slamming each other into walls. John once broke my dads nose and my dad knocked him out cold. John began to step between my dad and me. He would take the beatings for me. He protected me. I still burst into tears thinking about it. About what he did for me. We would cry together and I would patch up his wounds as best I could. It became a regular thing. Our mom was a zombie. Barely conscious. Always drunk or getting drunk. John and I talked about running away, but we knew they'd find us. When he was 17, John talked about moving out the minute he turned 18. And he did. That very day. He moved out and never stepped foot in that fucking house again. But he stayed in touch with me. He felt so guilty for leaving me. He was staying with friends going from couch to couch but he called me every day. I learned to stay quiet. I hid all the time from my dad. I got into a really dark headspace and ... you can fill in the rest. When I turned 18, I walked out of that house as well. I packed just some clothes and John picked me up. He had found a small basement apartment on the other side of town that he could afford. He had a decent job and he saved me. I wasn't going to last another day in that house. We were already really close and John felt so guilty for leaving me. I didn't want him to. I love him. I didn't want him to suffer anymore. He protected me for so long. He took so many beatings for me. He was my hero. No one could make me feel as loved as he does. We talked about dating but neither of us felt safe with other people. We knew we were fucked up and neither of us was sure how to show that to others. It's not like we tried. We did. But we'd always come back to each other. We didn't just start having sex. It's not like that. Not for us, anyways. We just spent so much time together. We would cuddle because we were all we had. I could feel him getting hard and it didn't bother me. I just wanted to be close to him. I didn't want him to be attracted to me. But I didn't mind it. Over time we just started to do a little more. He'd hug me and kiss my forehead when he got home. I remember how warm it made me feel. The forehead kiss moved down to my cheek. Then eventually my lips. Then it became a longer kiss. I still remember the first time I opened my mouth. We both did it and both freaked out. But we didn't stop. We talked about drawing boundaries but I didn't really care. I just wanted to be close to him. The boundaries never lasted. All of this happened over two years. It wasn't overnight. We just slipped into it because we're both fucked up. We can't be in normal relationships. We know that. I get anxious when he's not near me. I feel like my world is falling apart. When he comes home, it feels peaceful again. I know it's not normal or healthy but I don't care anymore. I'm never going to be normal. When I'm with him, I don't think about it. I love him but I don't want to marry him. We have sex and it's so good and we cuddle and kiss but we're still brother and sister. It's fucked up, but neither of us can stop and we've given up on ever trying to stop now after the past few years. So, there it is. I don't know if I'll post again. I just wanted to put this out there in case others had a similar experience.

She had a long meeting with her son's teacher (F/F)

Parent/Teacher meetings are great for finding out how well your kid is doing but otherwise mind numbingly boring, so when Anna asked me to attend her son's I went only because she asked me to and I couldn't think of a good excuse not to go. When we eventually met his teacher who was new to us, my jaw almost hit the floor "Johnny close your mouth" she said digging me in the ribs. I shook her hand and felt a rush go through my body, her eyes were beautiful, her figure stunning, her lips look so soft and moist and my cock was having a lot of trouble staying dormant. Anna then shook her hand they made eye contact, they spoke for a minute or two never letting go of each other's hands, In just a couple of minutes this tiny Latina had made such an impression on us both. On the drive home Anna new what was going through my brain. "You want to fuck her don't you, I saw you fucking her with your eyes" I told her that my mind was running wild. She grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs "Will you feed me Johnny" That was her way of telling me to put my fingers inside her and then let her suck the juices off my fingers. She was so wet. I went away on business and as I always did I called Anna to let her know I was OK and settled in to my hotel room. She sounded a little breathless when she answered the phone, "Great that you got there Johnny but I can't talk right now I have his teacher here at the moment". To say I had a boner when I got off the phone was an understatement. My mind wandered back to the gorgeous woman we had spoken to a few days earlier and then to what she would look like naked. I got home a few days later, Anna greeted me as she always did by jumping in my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist. She went and grabbed me a coffee and as she did she placed a pair of white panties on the table, this was our signal to say "Oops I did something I need to confess" We came up with the idea for those times if something happened and we couldn't let each other know, it meant that we were free to talk without either of us getting all pissed when we were told. I took a shower then joined her in the bedroom. "Johnny I know you will not be happy but the night his teacher came round she didn't come to talk about him, she came for me" Already my cock was beginning to get hard. She then told me about it. This is taken from her journal entry. *"Gladita, came tot he house, I was surprised she was there, I thought maybe there had been a problem at school. I let her in and we sat together on the sofa. I don't think I have ever had butterflies like it before from any woman even Dale who I love as much as Johnny has never made me feel the way she did. We only chatted for a few minutes when she suddenly grabbed my face and kissed me, her kiss took my breath away. We only stopped kissing because Johnny called, I have no clue if he could sense the excitement in my voice. As soon as I got off the phone all hell broke loose but in a good way. We began kissing again this time even harder than before, she pulled my tee shirt off, and went straight for my breasts, having no bra on was a good choice I think. The things she was doing to my nipples caused me to begin having small orgasms like little earthquakes running through my body. I took her top off, she too was braless, her nipples were pierced and what I couldn't see at the school I could see now, her body was like a canvass of fine art, the more clothes I took off her the more tattoos she had. To say she was perfect is not enough. Once we were fully naked we began to explore each other, it felt like a biology lesson. Her tongue was the amazing thing, it was pointed and she could roll her tongue in her mouth and when she found my clit with her tongue I felt I would pass out. Her tongue probed my pussy as her fingers played with my clit, wave after wave of gentle orgasms passing through me making me feel dizzy. I moved to the floor, and she climber on top of me so I was able to begin to eat her, her pussy was pretty and pierced and my tongue played with her piercing as I ate her, she was now punishing my pussy with fingers and tongue, I was licking her pussy and occasionally getting my tongue in her ass. When I came I could feel it beginning to happen, all those little orgasms now building to a major quake, I was breathless, I wanted to warn her but it wasn't possible I couldn't speak, I sprayed her face when I came but what was the big surprise was she did the same as me. As our orgasms subsided we kissed each other, our faces were soaked from when we squirted but the kiss was passionate. I remember rolling on my back after we recovered, my legs wouldn't let me stand, so I just lay there watching as she got dressed. She bent down to kiss me and I watched her walk out of the door with her promising we could do it again"* After she had told me, I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, "Johnny you can't fuck me, Gladita will be here soon, but I you will get to watch from the closet in the bedroom, maybe we will let you join us." Gladita arrived a while later, Anna lead me to the closet then closed the door and locked them. "Sorry hun, but I want her to myself this time" I kind of laughed, my sneaky bitch of a wife was going to take the prize we both wanted to share. I removed my pants and waited. They hadn't wasted any time getting naked because they were naked when they came into the room. Anna was right the tattoos on Gladita's body just made her sexier, her pierced nipples were long, probably the longest I had seen. Two things though surprised me, two things that Anna hadn't mentioned and probably another reason she hadn't wanted to get naked before Gladita came. Anna suddenly had pierced nipples and a tattoo on her shoulder which was still healing. My cock was now at full stretch, obviously watching through the slats was difficult to see the full picture but what I could see was wonderful. Anna must have prepared for this because usually her toys are kept in the closet I was in and now she was pulling them out from under the pillows on the bed. They wasted no time going down on each other the noise they were making making my cock strain, precum leaking from me like a hose had been turned on. Anna was grinding her pussy on Gladita's face, damn these girls were loud, I watched as they kept switching positions, every time one had an orgasm they switched so the other could. It was when I sore Anna squirt for the first time that I came hard, muffling my voice so as not to be heard. I then sore Anna take the double ended dildo and pushed one end in Gladita and the other into her self and they both began to ride it. They were riding for some time, even riding through their orgasms. My cock was hard again, I was stroking again, when they had enough of that dildo, Anna strapped the strap on to her and pushed straight into Gladita, she screamed as the full length was pushed in and Anna began to ride her hard, in some ways it looked violent, the harder she fucked her the louder Gladita screamed until I sore her body go into spasm and a jet of fluid left her pussy, Anna pushed in again, not letting Gladita come down of her high, Again she came, this happened too more times until Gladita yelled "Uncle". She had finally had enough, Anna fell on top of her and they began to kiss, I came for a second time. It had been an hour of pure hell for me, I wanted to be between the two of them but here I was stuck in the closet. Eventually and with me desperately needing to pee, the got up of the bed and hand in hand walked toward the door. They stopped at the door long enough for Gladita to say "You can play with us next time Johnny" Anna had planned this all along. She came into the bedroom to unlock the closet door, "Don't leave the bedroom until she has gone baby" she said as I raced by her for the toilet. When Anna finally came back into the room I just grabbed her and threw her on the bed, despite her cries of "No Johnny I am sore" I still fucked her until I put a load where it should have been, deep inside her. She admitted after we finished that fucking her was what she wanted but she was sore. They kept their promise for me to join them next time, I had seen Anna have sex with many women including her GF Dale but had never seen her this hard core when fucking a woman. When on one occasion Dale joined them in a three way it was different again, it was gentle. Women really are amazing how they can switch the way they make love to each other.

That one time I [M19] was used as a sex toy by my girlfriend [F18] and her best friend [F19] (Light Femdom) (Threesome FFM) (Light Bondage) (Name-Calling)

I’d never have thought the first story to ever be officially released under my name to be smut, but here we are. My girlfriend always said she really liked my writing style when I handed her the latest draft or short story I’d come up with. She is a long-time smut-fangirl and seemed to enjoy the way I dirty-talked as well. One time, she told me she was convinced that, if I were to write a kinky story, it would be appealing to a great amount of people. So let’s find out if she was right, I guess. It all began with us snuggled up on the couch at my place, watching TV. Jimmy McGill was furiously storming out of the courthouse as Erin’s phone buzzed on the table. Unenthusiastically, she grabbed for it and unlocked. After quickly running her eyes over the message, I heard an annoyed groan. “Hey, what’s wrong?”, I asked while driving my hand through her hair. “It’s Lilly. She’s bored and wants to go clubbing. I’ve brushed her off one too many times I think. Looks like I really have to go this weekend. I so don’t have time for this right now. Exams are closing in and I’d much rather spend the weekend just studying and cuddling.” I looked into her huge chestnut eyes and my mind drifted off for a second, only getting hold of my previous train of thought after some time again: “Doesn’t she have a boyfriend too nowadays? Why can’t she go clubbing with him?” Erin’s lip curled to the side in frustration: “Yeah, she does, But he’s not in town for the next weeks. Hence why…”, “…she’s bored”, I finished the sentence halfway through. “Okay, roger that.” I caressed her for some time, until she suddenly jolted her head away from the screen and towards me: “Hey, Lucky? Could you… come along please?”, Erin said with a weary, almost begging tone. More than anything, I was actually surprised. It must have been written to my face. “Oh, of course. Just didn’t expect to be invited to your Girl’s Night Out. How are you gonna justify it to Lilly though? Don’t think she’ll be to thrilled to hear about me tagging along with you guys.” “Oh, that’s easy”, Erin answered while embracing me for a hug. “She will simply have to be okay with it because otherwise she won’t get me out at all.” I had to chuckle. “Okay then”, I said and gave her a little peck on the forehead. She giggled happily. Flash forward some days and I am seated at a comfortable bar table with my girl and her best friend, loud music blaring from the speakers. Even though Lilly only reluctantly agreed to my presence, after some time and quite a few drinks, all three of us were having a pretty good night. Also, due to her disposition of always being the centre of attention, my previous fear of her feeling like a third wheel weakened more and more. In the end, I was really glad I came along. Not only was it more fun than I imagined, I didn’t have to worry about the girls getting home safely either. Call me old fashioned or whatever you may, but I felt very uncomfortable at the thought of my drunk girlfriend somehow trying to make her way through the dead of the night. And even though I guess by now, you have a pretty good picture of what I think about Lilly, I’d never want her to come into harm’s way either. Talking about Lilly, she was still going strong with her babbling, I began eying down Erin, who was listening intensely. At least she tried I guess, by this point we were all rather tipsy. What a cute girl she was… a shortstack, barely 1,60 tall, but such a bombshell. I loved her huge, chestnut eyes. I loved her golden-brown hair. Her pretty, round face. Her snub nose. She was just so beautiful to me. A bit chubby and very self-conscious about her weight, but I do my best to use every opportunity I get reassuring her I love her sexy body, like giving her kisses on her soft belly or snuggling my face into it. I mean, how couldn’t I? I must confess, her curves had made my mind race even before we started dating. She had a perfect, round bubble butt and thighs I’d gladly be buried in. I still remember vividly how her huge boobies bounced up and down that night when she laughed at one of Lilly’s jokes, her cheeks and nose red from booze. Quickly, almost unnoticed, I took my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text: “You look gorgeous tonight, darling.” What I didn’t expect was the response I got, mere 3 minutes later. While our friend Lilly, completely shitfaced by now, was lying with her head on the table, I watched Erin type. “Nawww. You’re the sweetest, Babe. Btw, I’m something else too: Completely soaked, that is. I can’t wait to get home!!!.” My eyes grew as they met Erin’s across the table. She glanced at me longingly and threw me a kiss. Soon enough, I found myself sitting in the middle of my girlfriend’s living room, playing cards with the two ladies. Honestly, how any of us were still able to comprehend the rules is beyond me to this day. Lilly sat opposed to me, on Erin’s cosy-looking sofa, legs spread wide apart like she owned the place, while my girl and I were placed on some ordinary-looking wooden chairs. Throughout the whole game, Erin and me were passionately playing footsie under the table, an omen of what was yet to come, apparently. “Oopsie! Well, I definitely have to pass that hand”, Erin blurted out. “You guys finish that round on your own, I have to take a quick break anyway.” She got up, kissed me on the lips and scuttled into the bathroom. “Your turn then”, I tried to speak to Lilly with a tone as neutral as possible. “Raise to twenty-five”, she pierced me with a fierce gaze. I hadn’t thought about it much before, but it would be unfair to say she wasn’t good looking. Not at all my type, but that was mostly a personality issue. Lilly had long, wavy, jet black hair, which seemed in tone with her rock-themed clothing style. She wore ridiculously short jeans hot pants, black knee boots, a loose, belly-free shirt with the Rolling Stones tongue logo on it, topped with a black leather jacket, matching the boots. The only thing seemingly clashing with her tough-girl look were her glasses. Thick, black-rimmed square glasses, that had almost a bit of a nerdy touch. Right under them, a bunch of freckles were strewn over her cheeks. She was curvy as well, not as much as Erin, but quite a bit taller, at least 15 centimetres. I kept rearranging my cards, ready to make a move, when she suddenly raised her voice to ask a question in slurred speech: “Say Lucky, have you ever thought about sleeping with another girl? Best friends tell each other everything, right? So I know that you once showed Erin some texts this one bitch from college sent you. You know, the flirty ones...” I nearly stood up because I was so angered by her accusations. The audacity of her! Yes, that girl sent me flirty texts, but the first thing I did was run straight to Erin, with a worried look on my face saying: “How do I tell her without making it awkward?” So what the actual fuck was that about now, I thought. “What the actual fuck was that about?”, I said. “You know I would never-“, she cut me off right there, switching some cards around in her hand, not even looking me in the eye: “She also told me you’re hung.” I kept getting more and more baffled. How fucking drunk was she? A sheepish grin began to build in Lilly’s lips. “Have you ever thought about… fucking me?” I dropped my cards. “What the hell, Lilly.” “Oh, come on!”, she teased. “Your girl’s best friend? Isn’t that what every guy secretly dreams about?” “No!”, I yelled. Suddenly, Lilly lifted her feet off the floor, with her legs still spread wide open. She popped her middle finger into her lips, sucking on it for a good thirty seconds, until she took it out of her mouth again and swiped it in a curvy line down her entire body, stopping at her crotch. There, she drove it over the surface of her hotpants a few times, right where her clit was. Apart from the obvious arousal and fear that built up inside me, I was also a bit weirded out. “Those are hotpants… do you even feel anything under that fabric?”, I thought to myself. Lilly started to blush, the reddish colour in her cheeks made the little brown dots on them even more poignant. “Do you… still not think about fucking me?” With a quick zipping sound, Lilly’s hotpants were open. Her hand wandered inside. She bit her lip as she slid into herself. A whispered “Fuck yeah”, escaped her mouth. All the while I was sitting there, overwhelmed with the situation, nervously sweating and lost for words, I could only think of one thing: What was taking Erin so long?!? I sighed with relief, when I heard her voice right that moment, as if she had read my mind: “Guys, I’m ready!”, she said in a bubbly, albeit drunk tone. The moment I saw her standing in the hallway though, my heart sank into my pants. She was wearing… close to nothing, actually. A white lace bra, transparent at exactly the right places, a white G-string bottom that did a terrible job at covering anything at all, and of course, my greatest weakness of all time: Erin’s juicy, dummy thick thighs, stuffed neatly in comfy-looking white knee socks. “Heya daddy”, she giggled seductively while stepping from one leg to another in excitement. She tried to gently sway over the living room floor but in her drunken state, this resulted in her clumsily bumbling around before taking a halt behind me. What. Was. Going. On. Erin took both my nervously twitching hands and placed them on her breasts. I started kneading, almost instinctively. In the meantime, Lilly must have drifted back to reality for a solid moment and noticed Erin returned. Because as soon as my girl showed up, her psycho friend slid her fingers out of her vagina and licked her own grool off of them. “Ugh, finally!”, she groaned, with the fingers still in her mouth. “I thought you bitch would let me wait here distracting your boyfriend until the end of days! Now let’s get down to bizz.” Faster than I could react, Erin had my hands cuffed together behind the chair. “What are you doing?”, I asked, panicking. “Don’t worry, boo, I promise you’re going to love this”, my girlfriend said in a foreboding tone. Lilly’s leg gave a kick into the living room table, to which it rolled off into the distance on its four small wheels. “Remember when I told you there are no secrets between girls?”, Lilly spoke with a mocking tone and placed herself right in front of me, with her hot pants still open. I could see some of her jet-black pubes curling inside. Just now had I realized she didn’t have any underwear on. “Hate to break it to you, but that also goes for your sex life. You see, Erin said you once told her about a deep, dark little fetish of yours she wanted to play out, but she needed a little help from someone more up to the task. I heard you can be surprisingly dommy in bed, considering your sunny boy attitude. Suddenly, she calls you daddy and wants to be treated like a fuckslut. To be honest, when Erin told me that, I almost couldn’t believe you had that in you, but apparently you can rest assured, I heard you’re doing a pretty good job at your role. Erin bit my hear from behind. “Yes, you’re amazing, Daddy”, she whispered in a sultry voice that made the hair on my arms stand up. Lilly continued: “But you were always curious how it would be if roles were reversed. Big daddy dreams about being the fucktoy for once. A girl using you to pleasure herself. And that’s what we’re gonna do righ now. Maybe normally, daddy is the boss, but tonight mommy is in the house.” Jesus Christ, that was campy. The entire thing was so obscurely hot and still totally surreal to me, but that line was just campy. “And mommy needs to blow off some steam real bad”, while talking, Lilly rested her hands on my thighs and dug her fingers in. “I’ve been running hot for a while now, Lucky. I would have loved to let it all out on a wild Girl’s Night, but no, you had to ruin everything. So now I’ve made up a new rule: If boys come along on our Girl’s Nights, they don’t get to play. They’ll get played with.” “Don’t you have a boyfriend?”, the sudden realization that she was basically about to cheat on that poor bastard with me made me reluctant again. “God, what are you, my marriage counsellor? Carl is a loser. That boy is twenty-one and had sex for the first time last week. He doesn’t know how to do shit, unsurprisingly. If you feel better about yourself, I already intended on leaving him soon anyway.” Ouch! That was mean. Poor Carl… At first I thought about protesting again, but then it came to my mind very quickly that I wasn’t really in the situation to do anything right now. Also, it was Lilly we’re talking about here. Everything I said would fall onto deaf ears. Especially now that she was horny. She was actually kinda scary when she was horny. Admittedly, the fact that I felt unable to fight against any of this was a huge turn-on for me. “So, I think we’ve had enough chit-chat. Let’s get dirty now. Erin, how about you move that fat, bouncy ass over here and get your boyfriend started. I wanna see if his cock can hold up to my expectations”. “With pleasure”, Erin grinned happily. I still couldn’t believe she would have agreed to something like this, let alone come up with it. Lilly drove her hands down my legs. As soon as she had ended up at my ankles, Erin handed her some thick rope to tie them to the chair as well. What else did she hide in the bathroom?!? Lilly took a step to the side and now Erin walked in front of me. She bowed to my waist and gently opened my belt, before unbuttoning and sliding down my jeans. “Hey, boo. I’m gonna get you ready for us to fuck now. And trust me, we will not hold back on you. Both Lilly and me are so fucking horny tonight. How about a proposal?”, Erin turned around slowly and bowed just a bit so her rear was fully in my view. She slapped both her hands on her butt and pulled it apart. The thong’s tiny string was in no way able to cover her asshole. “I know how much you love my thick ass. Maybe, if you’re a good boyfriend and make both of us cum enough, I’ll let you stick it inside there. But heads up, it’s really really tight. We’re gonna need a lot of lube. Deal?”, without me even being able to answer, she let herself fall onto my lap. I was so aroused the lust almost took my breath away. Slowly, as Erin grinded her body on mine, I could feel the bulge in my boxers growing. Our sharp, heavy breaths started picking up a rhythm and I tried moving my hips in the opposite direction to create more friction. I sucked on her throat. Apparently, it all worked really well together, because from time to time, my girl’s heavy breaths turned into little moans. “Please take it out… it’s getting too tight”, I looked at Erin, the lustful desperation clearly visible in my eyes. “Okay”, she said calmly and glided off of me. One quick shove of her hands into my underwear and suddenly my dick was out there, fully erect, for everyone to see. “Oh my, look what you’re doing to my body…!”, Erin playfully noted. Now that she was standing up again, I noticed her text before, at the bar, was no lie: A wet stain on the lower part of her panties started to grow continuously. For a quick moment, she pushed aside the G-string and revealed her cleanly shaven pussy. I watched how little droplets of her juice fell to the floor. “Lillz, for the love of God, please take over, because if I put it inside of me right now, you won’t get any of this dick for the rest of the night.” “Yeah, can do”, Lilly smirked. Erin walked backwards until she let herself fall onto the couch and started furiously masturbating as soon as she was seated. Sometimes over the thong, sometimes under it, switching back and forth between rubbing her clit and shoving her fingers deep into her insides. She made the wildest sounds. I thought I was going crazy listening to her. In the meantime, Lilly came up to me. “Not bad, mister!”, she noted smugly, looking down at my dick. With agonizingly slow strokes, she ran her hand around it. “Let’s see what else you’re hiding”, she roughly pulled apart the buttons of my shirt. “Oh yeah, I can work with that”, she smirked. Although I had nothing near a six-pack, some muscly outlines were visible along my ribs. Lilly traced her fingers over them. “Now I know how what you’re thinking. I bet you’re hellbent on shoving your thing inside my cunt, but I’ll tell you something, Lucky. You and my pussy, you don’t know each other too well. And if you really wanna keep up that gentleman attitude of yours, you don’t just stick your dick into a complete stranger. I think to get more familiar with each other, you guys should kiss. Preferably French, if I can make a recommendation. You get what I’m saying? I’m gonna give you a good, wet, sloppy face-fuck.” “Oh yeah”, I chuckled. “Come here, Lillz. How about you let that pussy decide if I’m a good kisser.” I realized too late what I brought upon myself by saying this. Because now, I had awakened a sleeping dragon. In what felt like less time than it took her pants to hit the floor, Lilly was standing to my side, one leg placed on the chair, pushing my face deep down into her crotch with one hand. Just the smell alone was enough to drive me insane. Such a sweaty, salty, horny, unhinged smell. I kept shoving my tongue deeper and deeper into her, grool and other juices running down my chin and her thighs. She used her other, still free hand to relentlessly rub herself all the while. And I thought Erin was horny… The sounds she made ranged from low groaning to high pitched screeches, with the occasional “Yes, suck my cunt, bitch boy” or “Fuck, right there” thrown in. Eventually, after what must’ve been like at least 8 minutes of complete sensory overstimulation for her private parts, Lilly seemed to be about to finish. “I’m gonna cum on your face now”, she almost wasn’t able to get the sentence out with all of the moaning and shouting in between. “Heads up, Lucky. I’m a bit of squirter”, not even a second after that, Lilly’s voice peaked in a series of louder and louder screams of pleasure. I felt her vagina pulsate around my tongue, ending in a hot, fast stream of liquid splashing at my face, in my mouth, everywhere. Heaven! Lilly stepped down while breathing out as loud and long as I’ve only seen it from morning TV Yoga instructors. “That was a fun ride”, she said. As soon as she got away, I finally saw Erin again, who was still going at it hard. By now, she had gotten her vibrator and it was stuffed deep inside her, thong pulled to the side. “My, my!”, Lilly cackled. “What a cuckqueen of a girlfriend you have. Jilling off while watching her beloved eat my pussy. Hey, Err, what do you think about switching toys for once?” Erin’s eyes widened in glee. “Finally! I thought you’d take forever. I’ve been dying to cum too, you slowpoke!” “Whatever”, Lilly groaned snarky and pulled out Erin’s vibrator from between her spread up legs, which made my girl let out a small moan. “Just get onto your boyfriend’s dick, it’s been all twitchy from the anticipation already. Bet it feels really good right now.” Without washing it, or hesitating even a single second, Lilly shoved the juice-covered, still vibrating love toy down into the depth of her pussy, where the droplets she sprayed out in climax now made her little bush twinkle. “Hehe, thanks for getting it lubed up, Erin.” God, she was filthy. It made all of this even more fun. “Oh, I’ve been dying to do this ever since we went out today!”, Erin groaned. While walking towards me, she rapidly slipped out of her soaked-through thong entirely. For a moment, I could still see strings of grool connecting her vulva with the piece of lingerie. “Where I’m going now, I won’t need that anymore”, she beamed happily and picked out a condom of her nightstand drawer, before swinging one of her legs over me. With no time to waste, she tore the package open and rolled the rubber onto my penis, then embracing a stern grip onto it, leading me inside of her. I must say, I was quite shocked with how she basically popped onto me without any lube. I slid into her instantly. And holy fuck, she felt good. Out of all the girls I had ever dated, sex with Erin was no doubt the best. She got very wet when she was horny, and she was horny fast and often. Also, she felt sooo tight. I believe it’s a degrading myth that there are girls who are “tight” or “loose”, but I do think for every dick, there’s a pussy that fits perfectly, and vice versa. And I was pretty sure I had found mine. Erin moved her hips fast and aggressively up and down, quick, short movements, which hit me with an almost continuously wavering pleasure. “This is so much better than the vibrator”, a thick, gleeful grin washed over her face. My baby was just the hottest. I wanted to touch her, fondle her so bad, but alas, my hands were still cuffed behind my back. She didn’t so much as to speak a single word, the only thing coming out of her mouth was a sexy little voice moaning in pleasure. With both hands she reached out to my face and pulled my forehead against hers. “I want to touch you”, I finally couldn’t hold back from saying it anymore. “I want to make you feel even better. Please uncuff me so I can be a better fuckslut.” “I thought you’d never ask”, she said, almost relieved, before reaching behind my back and opening the handcuffs with a button on the side. They fell to the floor with a loud “clink”. “Where were we, my love?”, Erin asked playfully as her body slowly thumped up and down on me, her wet insides tightening around my erect cock with each time she got down again. “I was tasked with making my darling cum”, I responded, directly before leaning in and kissing her passionately, grabbing at her thick thighs with both my hands. For a moment, I played around with her tongue in my mouth, before pulling back out again. “How about I release you too? Although it looks really hot on you, I don’t believe I can give you a proper orgasm with that stupid bra in the way.” I snapped it open with my fingers. My girlfriend’s huge breasts sprang into my face, her nipples already stiff and swollen from lust. After one of our more experimental playtimes, I had found Erin was quite receptive to getting them twisted or pinched. Just as usual, I started twirling them around a bit with my fingertips before I get to more drastic ways of handling her. It always drives her absolutely insane. I simply couldn’t get enough of the frenzied look in my girl’s eyes when I played with her nips. The speed at which she humped my dick increased drastically. I could feel myself getting harder and in return, her getting tighter, Erin’s moans growing louder. “Please cum on me, Baby Girl”, I whispered softly into her ear. “Oh my God, yes! Keep going!”, she almost screamed at me, sticking a hand between her legs to rub over her clit while I ploughed into her deeply. “Use me until you climax, Babe. I love to see my little Lady have so much fun. Right now, I’m your slave, you own this cock. It is only there for your–“, I was cut off in the middle of the sentence by my own moaning. I could not have said another word. For one second, her grip around me tightened infinitely. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt hot streams of cum shoot out, one after another. When I was finished, my cock still pulsating in afterglow, I was able to witness the end of Erin’s orgasm too. Shortly before releasing, she always started touching herself, and when she came, she’d suddenly stop because of sensory overload. Her eyes shut tightly and the loud moaning halted, yet her mouth still trembled, widely open. Seeing her like that made always made me feel so proud, so happy. As if we were absolutely complete in that moment, a unity. After cumming, she embraced me tightly, sweaty skin clinging to sweaty skin. Pure bliss. Erin slowly and carefully stepped off of me. I gave her a little peck and she untied my ankles. Just as I stood up from the chair I noticed my pants were still pulled down to my knees, to which I quickly stepped out of them. My dick had gone flaccid about halfway by now, I peeled the used condom off, tied it and threw it to the trash. Only after the haze of this intense, erotic experience had worn off, it dawned to my love-drunk mind that Lilly was still here… Waiting. She sat on the couch in a cross-legged pose, watching us this whole time. Erin’s vibrator was still stuffed in her, droning on the lowest setting. “Damn guys, what a show! Imma be frank with ya, I wouldn’t have thought that watching a couple fuck could turn me on that much, but like, just look at me. My cunt is drenched. I already wanted to compliment you for being significantly less boring than I would’ve thought. Too bad someone had to unbind her boyfriend after fucking him. That was such a bitch move, Erin. You were the one asking for my help with gangbanging your guy. And now I don’t get a ride? That’s selfish. But you know what? I’m gonna take what’s mine, whether you like it or not.” “Look, I’m really sorry Lilly”, I said, chuckling embarrassedly while scratching the back of my head, “But I don’t think I could go another round right now anyways. In five or ten minutes, I’m totally up to the task again and I promise, you can fuck me as hard as you want, but you know how it is with us guys, right? That takes… some time.” I was still so dizzy from before, unable walk two straight steps without stumbling. And I shouldn’t even have tried. Because she noticed. “How cute. Since when do you get to do the decision-making here, fuckboy?”, Lilly scoffed. She shot up from the couch and came so close our faces almost touched. “I’m gonna have my way with you, whether you like it or not.” My eyes blinked at her in confusion, trying to process if she just said that, and exactly when I least expected it, I felt a strong push into my side. Erin gasped in shock, watching me being pressed to the couch by her best friend. I wouldn’t even have dared to move. I am quite ashamed to confess this, but something like this really was one of my wildest dreams. The rough, forceful way she handled me created some sort of amazing rush my rarely-showing subordinate side had craved for some time. Even though I never felt aroused by pain or any masochistic practices for that matter, there was just something so thrilling to me about being taken advantage of. Lilly slipped out of the leather jacket and lifted up her shirt, revealing she didn’t wear a bra either. When she caught me staring at her round, luscious breasts, she stuck her tongue out at me. “Yeah, forget it. You’re not gonna get to play with my babies. But if you’re a good boy and do your job well, I’ll let you watch me rub them.” Then, she pulled the dildo out. “Thanks for letting me borrow that in the meantime, Erin. If you are as curious as your boyfriend about what my slit tastes like, you can give it a taste, I guess. You know what, it’s yours, for all I’m concerned, you can stick it up your ass just as well.” “Now, back to you, Mister”, Lilly glared at me with hungry eyes. “You know what you are?” “No”, I responded short of breath. She sat down on top of me. “You are a piece of fuckmeat. And that’s what I’m gonna use you for.” In an almost surprisingly soft way, she pushed my penis towards her vulva with a flat hand and slowly grinded her wet lips onto me. “And look who’s suddenly getting all big again, Mr. Wait-About-Ten-Minutes. You are such a slut for my hairy snatch.” My God, all her teasing was driving me insane. Lilly beamed a big smile. “This really does get you off your rocks, huh? Big, tough guy, getting exploited by a little girl.” Mhm”, I moaned shakily. Actually, at this point, I would have loved to say something like “Please be gentle with me”, but it simply felt awkward in my head. Truth be told, being scared was just unrealistic, in the end I still am a fit 1,90 guy and had probably like 30 kilos on Lilly. I could’ve easily shaken her off, if I hadn’t wanted that. Secondly, she wasn’t gonna go easy on me anyways, no matter what I would’ve said. “And no, you don’t need to get your little head all worried again, I’m on birth control. Sure as hell don’t wanna get knocked up by you or any other pathetic slut boy who had the pleasure of being rode by me.” Like that, she pushed my dick deep down inside her. I took quite some force and was even a bit painful – after all, I just had an orgasm and didn’t have any lube on me. The second time can be a bit irritating for me, especially in the beginning but Lilly wasn’t having any of it. She jumped on my cock like her primal instincts had gotten the better of her. I tried thrusting my hips against her as often as I could, but most of the time, I felt pushed back down by how quickly and volatile her movements were. Maybe I overestimated myself, I thought. If I wanted this to stop, maybe I really couldn’t have pushed her off so simply. For the love of God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but somehow, that thought made me enjoy it even more. Apparently, Lilly did too, because the next time I looked up at her during this frenzied rodeo, she was twisting her nipples with both hands, eyes closed. She just kept going and going, humping my dick like her life depended on it. The pain of sliding in and out of her receded with time, and because of my first orgasm, sensitivity on my cock had decreased, so I reckoned we would keep doing this for quite a while. It was only then that Erin stepped into my view again. Pressing her hand together in between her thighs, she stood before me, slowly grinding it back and forth. Her eyes were throwing the most desperate, aroused look humanly conceivable at me. “L-Lucky, I… I want another one! Another orgasm! Please, make me cum again!”, she seemed horny beyond her mind. “Seeing Lilly and you get this dirty is just… I can’t handle it anymore. I tried masturbating, but it’s not enough, I wanna be part of it!” “In the middle of aggressively hopping on my dick, Lilly said in a commanding voice: “Erin, when will you finally get it? If you want something, fucking take it already! Don’t ask him so nicely… shove your slit in his face and make him give it to you! You’ll never be taken seriously if you don’t show who’s boss!” “It’s okay, Err”, I assure her, while she’s staring me down anxiously. “Just like Lilly says… you can simply use me to your pleasure.” Finally, after a lot of contemplation, my sweet, beautiful girlfriend swings one leg over my chest, placing it gently on the couch. She twiddles with her fingers around my hair, before calmly whispering: “I love you, Lucky.” Kneeling above me, her legs spread apart and the image of her juicy pussy grows larger and larger hovering over my face. Again, strings of wet grool connected from the deep inside of her vagina to her thighs. Softly, she placed her heated, sticky labia on my mouth, waiting for my tongue to make its way inside her. As soon as she felt me inside, a pleasured sigh of relief ran all the way through her body and ever so slowly, she started grinding her pussy on my face. Erin picked up the pace real fast, and before I knew it, she was riding my face almost as fast as Lilly rode my dick. My baby’s voice trembled in sharp, moaning breaths, each one assuring me she was enjoying the ride as much as I did. In this moment, I thought to myself, would I die right now, I’d die a happy man. Not long after that, I came. The feeling was by far not as intense as the first time this night, yet still extremely powerful. Lilly had quite some dirty tricks up her sleeve, moving her hips in circles around me between mindlessly thumping up and down. And of course, with Erin’s sweet, musky taste in my mouth, my head cradled between her soft thighs, every pleasure was magnified by a tenfold. As soon as I felt the streams of cum shoot out of me, my mouth let out a single loud scream, followed by deep, heavy breathing. Lilly must have either felt the warm liquid inside of her or heard my muffled orgasm from below Erin’s crotch, because with every time I released into her, she moved her body almost perfectly in sync. God, she was good at this! I felt her slip off of me right after my cock started twitching. Then, she must’ve laid down on the couch as well, because I could feel her warm, sweating body right next to my legs. While my boo was apparently getting close as well, judging from the intensity she humped my face with, I heard Lilly moaning to my feet, apparently continuing what she had started on me by hand. I didn’t get much time to think about her anymore though, since my mind was occupied with making sure Erin would reach climax as nicely as possible. She finished on my face as soon as I started rotating my tongue inside of her, knowing how much she liked that, and did so in absolute silence as always, signifying I made her happy once again. My face was adorned with a gleeful smile as she crawled down and cuddled to my side, visibly satisfied with how the night went. Somewhere around that time, her best friend must’ve also made herself come, since I could recall feeling some liquid gushing at the hair on my legs. It is at that point, my memories get hazy though. Copious amounts of alcohol and all the excessive sexual acts had drained my body to its limit. The last thing I can clearly remember is Erin’s hand playing with my chest hair, then stroking along the line of my chin. All three of us apparently fell asleep during a timespan of ten minutes, curled up on Erin’s way too small living room couch. And the next morning, we woke in exactly this position, stark naked, drowsy from the lack of sleep and hung over as all hell. The air was humid and stuffy, with a distinct smell of sex clinging to it. A wet spot on the sofa’s fabric marked where I assume Lilly had her grand finale. Speaking of Lilly, she was actually the first of us to be on her feet, my dazed eyes opened to her figure in front me, clumsily hopping around while getting dressed. I felt her slapping my cheek lightheartedly as soon as her pants were on. “Rise and shine, Lucky-Boy! You know, Erin was right about you. At first I thought you’d be a massive party pooper, ruining my Girl’s Night, but in all actuality, you’re pretty chill. If anyone can handle Erin and me at the same time, they deserve some respect! And I for one had lots of fun last night. So, if you two love birds ever need to spice things up again, don’t forget about letting me know”, the last sentence she said in an especially sultry voice. Lilly threw over her leather jacket and made her way for the door, only stopping when she heard Erin’s voice yawn out from under my arm: “Bye, Lillz. Was nice having you!” “Bye bye, Err! Just so you know for the future, if I ever feel like I’ve got a craving, I might hit you up so we can talk about what leasing your boyfriend costs”, Lilly joked, with one foot already out the door. (She did joke, right?) I felt my girlfriend tighten her clasp around me, her face lovingly snuggling up to mine: “Good morning, Boo.” “Good morning, Babe”, I responded, still half asleep. “What a night, huh?” “What a night, indeed”, Erin repeated exhausted. She rubbed her forehead, groaning in pain: “So Lucky, did you come up with a plan of how we’re going to survive this hangover yet? Because I’d be really open for ideas right now.” “Hmmm”, I made a contemplative sound, before a slight grin suddenly rolled onto my headache-ridden face. An idea just came to me, and what an idea it was: “How about we fall asleep again, stay in bed until about one or two p.m. and then have Ben and Jerry’s for breakfast? And if we’re up to it afterwards, we could try to find out how Saul made it out of the desert alive.” “Yeah, that sounds great”, she smiled happily and did a little stretching motion. My head dived under the blanket to place a little kiss on her belly, to which I was greeted by giggling. I rolled back around and tightly held Erin in my arms. Please, nobody wake us now. So that was the story of my first threesome, but not only that, also had a long-desired wish come true for me. It felt really good living out this deep-seated, dark desire for once in real life. I learned a lot about myself and my sexual preferences through this experience. Because of that, I feel more in tune with my sex life today and would like to give a word of advice to you all: Try out being yourself. Discover and explore your kinks to your heart’s extent (as long as nobody else has to suffer because of it of course). Don’t be discouraged from trying out what interests you, just because it might be unusual. Don’t judge others for what they like, and most importantly: Don’t judge yourself. One more thing that just came to my mind, for those who were wondering: At some point in the story, Erin proposes trying out anal sex as well. Since we were both wayyy too tired after everything, it didn’t happen that night. That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen at all though. And trust me, it was also one hell of an experience! If you like my writing style and are interested in hearing more, it could be the topic of another sexy story in the future. With that, I conclude my message to you, dear readers. I hope you enjoyed my first attempt at erotica and if you want to share constructive criticism or tell me anything else, you're always welcome to do so in the comments. Have a great day, everyone!

My Girlfriend Got Extra Cock During Our Stay in a Hotel in London [MFM] [20s] [Cuckolding] [Threesome] [True Story]

This follows on over a year after our first threesome with James. Having driven from our university city that November morning we had left the car in a quiet side street in south west London before walking to the tube station to get the District Line into central London. Lauren and I were visiting London together to go out for a meal for my school friend Andrew's birthday. Taking the opportunity to stay in a hotel for the weekend. We arrived mid-afternoon at our hotel just east of the City of London and near to Brick Lane. We checked in before heading up to our room on one of the top floors. Lauren does her usual thing of looking round the room, checking everything out and settling in, unpacking some of her luggage and putting things neatly in their place. She then begins to give me a teasing look, taking off the hoodie she had been wearing and throwing it on the bed before pulling her top down with her tits out over it. She glances towards the glass fronted balcony which looks out over the roofs of lower buildings and towards other tall buildings a couple of streets away with the large towers of London further away again. The next thing I know Lauren is casually sliding the door open, I feel a stirring in my groin as I watch her heading out onto the balcony. She was playing one of her slutty games and was clearly hoping that people might see herself exposing her massive 32E tits. "You love me showing off my tits, baby, don't you?" she said. I nodded while she lingered on the balcony for a bit, exposing herself for longer while we had a little talk about what she wanted to do that weekend. It was poor planning that we had a hotel for the weekend and we had not lined up anyone for her to play with as we usually liked to. "Maybe a stranger?" she said suggestively, giving me a filthy look. "I want to be filled with someone's cum." Before heading back into the hotel room, leaving me on the balcony with a rock-hard cock straining against my trousers. We decided to use the last of the afternoon to head out for an explore of the area surrounding the hotel. As we walked along, Lauren kept rubbing herself up against me and whispering dirty things in my ear, teasing me, even grabbing my hand and trying to work it between her legs, so I could feel the wetness of her knickers. After we had a feel for the area, we went into a couple of stores towards Spitalfields and Lauren chose a few items of skimpy/thin clothing, which I was happy to pay for. We then returned to the hotel. While in the lift as we head back to our room Lauren gives me a knowing look, subtly motioning towards the only other occupant of the lift, a smartly dressed man in his 40s. I could not believe what I was about to do but after our conversation earlier I turned to the man and asked, “Would you like to join my girlfriend and me in our room?” He looks shocked and declines the offer, muttering something which we couldn’t make out as he got off at his floor. I probably could have approached and phrased it better. Disappointed Lauren and I go to our room to get ready to head out for my friend's birthday meal in Brick Lane. As I put my shirt on, Lauren came up behind me, pressing her body against mine and once again whispering filth to me about how much she wanted me to watch her get fucked by other men as she pleasured them with her body. Once again, I was massively turned on. As I had yet to put my trousers on, I removed my boxers and sat in a chair near the full height glass door to the balcony motioning for Lauren to come over and give me a blowjob. With the curtains open and the hotel slightly overlooked from other buildings, both of us were hoping that someone might see her head bobbing up and down. After a few minutes, as I am enjoying Lauren’s lips wrapped around my cock, I spot someone at a window of one of the tall buildings about 500 ft away who looks like they are doing something on a worktop or at a desk while they look towards our hotel. While I am unsure if they are watching us, the fact that they could be pushes me towards the edge and I cum in Lauren’s mouth with her swallowing it all. She looks up at me with a naughty grin, knowing that we have just gotten away with something naughty. We enjoyed our meal out with Andrew and I got to catch up with some other school friends who had also made the journey to London. After the meal we went to a bar as a group for some more drinks before heading back to the hotel. Lauren was still horny and in need of some extra cock, as we had been with Andrew and his friends for the evening, we had not had the opportunity to arrange anything for her. While we are having a last drink at the hotel bar, we realise that the guy manning the bar probably finishes for the evening soon. Having learnt from my mistake earlier in the lift I struck up a conversation with him which included asking him when his shift ends. He tells us that he should finish soon after midnight. As we are getting towards the end of our drinks. Lauren leans in towards him trying to expose as much of her cleavage as possible. While he is glancing at her tits, I ask him if he would like to see more of them. He appears a little unsure but he agrees to head up to our room after his shift ends. We left the bar at around 11.50pm and made our way back up to the hotel room. As I was finding the key-card for the door, Lauren whispers to me, "I'm so horny. I really need this guy to fuck me." I could already feel my cock throbbing at the thought of it. As we go into our room, Lauren is noticeably more excited and she strips off and lies on the bed with her legs spread open. She plays with herself, getting her pussy wet and ready. I told her not to make too much noise, knowing the slightly unsure bartender was on his way up. I was excited to see what was going to happen. The bartender arrived a few minutes later, just after midnight and we invited him in. Lauren excitedly stands to greet him. She takes his hand gently and leads him towards the bed. She sits on the bed and takes his cock out of his trousers, stroking it and licking it before taking him in her mouth. I watch her as she expertly pleasures him with her tongue and mouth, knowing how good she is. His eyes close as he enjoys the sensation, his nerves have gone away and he has found his courage. He moves Lauren onto the bed and pushes her onto her back. She plays with herself while he quickly loses his clothes. He grabbed her hips and pulled her up so he could bury his face between her legs. Lauren gasped as he began to devour her cunt. He moved to her huge breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue as he licked around them. I watched as he moved back down between her legs, pushing his tongue deep inside Lauren as she moaned louder. He alternated between licking and fingering her, pushing Lauren closer and closer to orgasm. And before long she was there, gasping and pulling him onto her clit, the warmth intensifying with each stroke of his tongue and fingers. Finally, Lauren cannot take anymore and her whole-body shudders with pleasure as she cums hard and long. Having made her cum he pushes her legs apart and slides his cock inside her. Lauren gasps and cries out in pleasure as he fucks her. I sit and watch, aroused beyond belief as I watch the two of them together. He moved faster and faster, pounded her harder and harder until finally, he shouted out his orgasm as he released his load deep inside Lauren. He pulls out rolls off her, panting and sweating. Lauren lies there, glowing with satisfaction and looking down at her cum-soaked cunt. After he had caught his breath, he got up, collected his clothes and got dressed. We thanked him, he thanked us and said goodbye as he left, leaving Lauren and me alone in the room. "Well baby," she said, "you liked watching that didn't you? Tell me, how does it make you feel to watch a random guy fucking me?" I smiled at her talking dirty. "It makes me want you so fucking much," I replied. "So, what do you want to do about it?" she teased. I could not take it any longer. I quickly began to undress. "I want to have my turn," I said. She was so fucking hot, naked, slightly dishevelled and full of cum. I lay on the bed and watched as Lauren lowered herself on to my cock, riding me with her tight cunt. I moaned in pleasure as she increased her speed and started to moan herself. We were both lost in our own world, enjoying each other. Lauren then wanted to move into doggy style which she knew was a sure-fire way to make me cum quicker. I thrust into her harder and faster, deeper inside her, making her gasp in pleasure, moving in and out of her in a fast-paced rhythm, feeling the bartender's cum inside her. I could feel her tight wet walls gripping around me as I increased my speed. "Oh, fuck!" Lauren screamed as she came. I was close behind, and when I reached my climax, I let out one final thrust and we both fell onto each other. We lay there for a few moments, breathing heavily and recuperating. Then, Lauren looked back and smiled at me basking in the afterglow. Then, with a sly smile, Lauren budged over so I could feel her warm, wet pussy against me. "How about a round two?" she asked, mischievously knowing that I could not resist her now twice filled cunt. I smiled, knowing that I still could make her cum again. We started to kiss passionately, and I pulled her close. I explored her body with my hands, enjoying every inch of her massive tits before I slipped back into her cum filled cunt spooning her from behind. It was not long before I felt her orgasm building as I thrust harder and deeper into her, fucking more and more cum out of her, finally pushing her over the edge and taking me with her once again. Now we were finished, we lay there together, completely and utterly exhausted. I ran my hand gently over her body and kissed her forehead, feeling that amazing connection between us after we had just shared something incredibly naughty.

[B/S] I'm visiting my parents and I followed your advice regarding my sister.

Hey folks. As I type this I’m on the plane on the way home. There is quite a bit to catch you up with. I’ll have to apologize in advance if this feels rushed. But, for reasons we’ll discuss later, I’m trying to make these updates relatively quickly. Sorry I didn’t post for a week. I was trying to write these updates as the days went by, but I found myself worrying almost too much about coming back and documenting it, than actually just enjoying my last few days at home. So at some point halfway through the week I chose to give myself until this week to bring you up to speed. However, given the new circumstances I’ll try to just do it all in a 24hr period. So let’s jump in. After hooking up with my sister, I felt like I owned the moon. And, honestly, I couldn’t wait to do it again. The weekend after was going to be my last weekend home. So there were a lot of people to spend time with. Friends, extended family and, of course, my immediate family all had plans to do something at one point or another. Neither of these plans had me particularly thrilled. Surprisingly, not even the hangout with my parents. The only thing I wanted to do was to get a hotel room with my sister on Saturday morning and not come out of there until Wednesday. Sadly, my schedule wasn’t the only one involved. So after learning that my sister also had other things to do, I was forced to hang out with people I have not had sex with… yuck! Why even bother? Nah, it was nice. My sister popped in and out of all these social arrangements. And things were very normal when we interacted. But not good ‘normal.’ I guess if we mean ‘normal sibling relationship’... so Idk that’s good for us. Maybe it is? That’s confusing. Ok, let me clarify. We were acting like siblings that don’t venture inside each other's bodies from time to time. Which I guess in our case that’s bad. But it’s good and normal for other people. Hopefully that was more clear for you. This made me a little worried. If you’ve ever hooked up with an ex, then perhaps you’re familiar with the feeling. A certain awkwardness of not really knowing what to say about what had happened. We weren’t unhappy with the situation/. But it was almost like we didn’t know how to address it. In my case, I would even say I wasn’t sure how to approach her to do it again. Sunday came about and we had dinner at my parents’. We ordered food and hung out like a normal family. Dad and I sat outside for a while drinking and smoking cigars. Mom and my sister eventually joined us to chat and hang out. It was great. No one got naked. No one had sex with anyone else…. Shocker. Who knew we could still do it?! The tension with my sister was more obvious than ever when both my parents left alone. It was so clear neither of us really knew how to have a regular human conversation. Uncomfortably, we eventually sat in silence. “So…” I joked, doing my very best to break the ice, “do you think they’ll want to go into the hot tub?” My sister simply responded “um, Idk I’m in the mood for that tonight.” Then, I proceeded to do the most cool person thing to do in the world, and said “oh, no. I was only joking.” Which, of course, all the best comedians in the world say after a punchline. She made up an excuse and left me there. So now I had to sit and eat dessert alone like I’m fucking Steven Glansburg. I thanked every single god that exists when my parents came back. The end of the evening came with a general sense of relief. But also with an extremely confusing tone. Like, how is it that we've gone from having sex and it being this incredible, passionate moment to being unable to talk to each other after doing it? I went to bed just puzzled. On Monday I decided to not really approach the topic in any way. Maybe what we needed was just some space. At around 10 am, I was pleasantly surprised by a text from my sister. Just asking me about some logistical thing regarding my parents work. And a conversation was able to get kind of started then oh, thank God. But nothing really energetic. Just a regular conversation between siblings. Could it be that having sex, then dating for a year, then breaking up, then hitting each other, then having sex again is the cure for incest? On Tuesday morning I didn't leave for work. I stayed home, sitting on the couch, staring at the wall trying to figure out what it was that had happened, and how to fix it. The theory I landed on was that perhaps we both had put ourselves in very vulnerable positions and our brains just didn't really know how to address it. I assume that we were both trying not to make the other one uncomfortable. Sadly, we became extremely efficient and making the other one uncomfortable. Believe it or not, all the stuff that goes into the comments of these posts gets read. And I actually keep it somewhere in my brain, stored in a manila envelope titled ‘PERVERTS.’ Inside that envelope I found a general thought that many of you had mentioned regarding my habit of pretending life happened around me, rather than taking decisive action. At this particular moment it felt extremely accurate. I think part of the reason why I was so awkward was because I was waiting for my sister to be the one to take the initiative for something else to happen. But maybe she was doing the same. So I decided to take the reins of the situation and make a solid step forward. I texted her and asked her if you wanted to have dinner that night with me. She told me that, sadly, she had plans. But that she was available on wednesday for lunch. The rest of Tuesday was spent looking at the clock, waiting for time to pass by. That evening at home I groomed my body as if I was about to go to the Olympics for swimming. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. It would be more accurate to say that my dick was ready to swim at the Olympics. Lunch on Wednesday had a rusty start with the same awkwardness of the previous conversations we’d had. But I made the decision to not act like there was any awkwardness. My goal for that sit-down was to just have a normal conversation and have a little fun with my sister. Sure enough, as soon as I stopped making a big deal out of things, she did the same. It's like her body transformed in front of me. I could see the awkwardness coming out of her the way that I wanted my jizz to come out of myself later on that day. It wasn't much more than an hour and a half later that we were both driving to a hotel to spend the night there. As soon as we got there, I threw her on the bed. She fell on it sitting down, and extended her hands out to undo my pants. As if she needed more room to work, once my dick was out of my pants she got on her knees in front of me and shoved it as far back into her throat as it could possibly go. My Olympic Swimmer cock met the end of her mouth, getting a loud gagging noise out of her. The sound was probably not the most attractive. But each one made me harder than the last one. The few pauses she would take to breathe came with a messy strip of spit hanging from my penis. Her hand spread it every time she jerked me off. Getting impatient, I grabbed her hand and stood her up before I basically ripped her clothes off her body. Surprisingly, even in that rush, my brain forced me to take a moment to run my hands all over her body. Squeezing her tits, then slowly moving to her sides, down to her hip and eventually to her ass. The palm of my hands enjoying how soft and cool her skin felt. With a very cute smile on her face, she helped me take my shirt and the rest of my clothes off, and slowly directed me to lay down on the bed, facing up. my dick, hard as a goddamn diamond, twitched in anticipation of what was coming. Assertively she climbed on top of the bed, then myself and placed herself in position to sit on my face. Her asshole, tight and tiny as ever, looked at me for a moment before it descended into my mouth. Just before her pussy made contact with me, the tip of my nose could feel the heat and wetness coming off it. It was absolutely soaked. So much so, in fact oh, but I felt like I was drowning when it finally landed on me. I ate, and I ate, and I ate. Like my life depended on it. After all, I had been starving for it for the last 4 days. Her legs squeezed my head tightly every time my tongue pushed against her clit and held it for a moment. Her hand surprised me by gently cupping/caressing my balls, a second before she put my dick back into her mouth. Just like before, each gag came with an increase of arousal. But this time, I could feel it on her pussy. Every time I moved my dick higher into her mouth, I could feel a small twitch on her lips. Sadly, this wouldn’t last. Getting her pussy eaten was too much for her to continue sucking me off. She had to raise her body and grind against me. Her pussy and her asshole took turns at my mouth. Leaving my ABSOLUTELY covered in her juices. I’m sure that If I had seen myself I would look like Gianna Michaels after a bukake. I would’ve been glistening. In between gulps, I sucked on her clit before she grinded it off my face. A certain rhythm developed and it was apparent this was getting her somewhere. Little by little, her legs began to tighten up around my head. Her hips vibrated from deep within and soon, the rest of her body did as well. With my head being squeezed so hard that my eyes could pop out, and her incredibly wet pussy pushing against my nose and mouth and all the shaking, I felt like I was having a seizure. Or maybe I was actually having one. There is no way to know. What I do know is that, even under those conditions, I knew what the job was and how to finish it. This visceral grunt came out of my sister’s chest. Like a suuuper unsexy grunt. Liquid rushed out of her pussy onto my face. Not quite a squirt. But holy shit… very close. Her nails dug themselves deep into my skin as the rest of her body shivered. Finally, without any warning, she simply stopped and collapsed on top of me. As her soul fought its way back into her body, she had sudden shivers from time to time. I lifted her and laid her down with her head on the pillows. Once she was comfortable, I threw myself to lay next to her, trying to attach my jaw back onto my face. “What are you doing?” she asked. A little confused, I responded “Well… I don’t know… I’m resting?’ Assertively, she said, “Get up, we’re not done.” Then she threw the pillow her head rested on to the floor. I laughed and let her do whatever it is she was doing. She turned her body so she laid on her stomach and poked her ass up, propping it with another pillow. “I can’t use my legs at this point. But please baby, use my pussy. Make yourself cum with me.” She said in a begging tone with the little breath she could muster. Putting myself in the right position behind her, I stopped for a second to just admire her pussy and asshole. Both completely - but like, COMPLETELY - covered in her juices. My dick begged me to not wait a second longer and dove right in. She felt extremely tight. Maybe from how sensitive she still was. Although her lips tried gripping on to my dick as hard as they could, her wetness forced my dick inside with no resistance whatsoever. Little crying moans came out of her with every thrust. She reached out her right hand to hold mine. And as we held them together, she asked “can you finger my bum gently please?” The cute voice took a little break to say “very gently” in a serious-ish tone. The tip of my left index finger spread all the wetness around the rim of her asshole and slowly began making its way. My sister gasped for air like she was suffocating. It wasn't until my finger was all the way in that my sister finally took a breath. I kept it still, while I continued fucking her. I don’t know if I’ve come to this realization here before. But I’m definitely an ass guy. Like, I just want it all. I just want it in a sandwich. Her bum tightened around my finger every time my dick reached the end of her pussy. Not only that, but I could also feel my dick from inside her asshole. I came inside her within 20 seconds. And I cannot tell you how hard I tried to last longer. But alas, I could not resist. That was about the end of the night. Sincerely, I would love to tell you we got up and cleaned up then went to bed. But the journey our bodies had gone on was too much. I collapsed and fell asleep with an asshole-smelling finger immediately after. Sorry. If it makes it any better, I did wake up about an hour later and washed my hands. The next day came and we started it with another round of sex. We went down for breakfast and came back up to the room to go down on each other one last time before checking out. Ok. I’ll end this post here. I will continue writing until I’m done so I can do the thing I want to do and tell you about. That’ll make sense later, I promise. Thursday night was going to be my going-away party at my parents. My flight was scheduled for Friday.

I was a haram guy and lost my virginity to a milf from Craiglist [FM]

circa 2017 when craiglist was still around kicking, and we didn't know it would be going away. I had recently moved across country and was living on my own. Coming from a muslim religious family, I never had any dating or relationship experience, or any intimate experience of any kind. I was in my mid twenties and attending university for law school when everyone around me had already been in long relationships or would brag about the experiences they've had. I felt like I was missing out on something so one night, when I was feeling lonely and horny, I thought I'd post an ad on craiglist just to see what's out there. I made it very simply and straightforward. I said I was a virgin who wanted to meet someone to loose my virginity and hopefully learn some things. For the first 2 days, I only got dudes and scam emails to reply. However, I came back home from class on the third day and checked my messages and saw there was a message from an anonymous person with just a phone number to text. I was extremely scared because it could have been a random guy trying to rob me. Eventually I got enough courage to text the number and surprisingly they replied back. We got to know a little bit about each other and she asked me some basic details. I sent some sfw pictures but she only said she'll verify herself on the phone - not send any pictures. I figured that would be okay and after 3 or so months of constantly talking, being turned on and sexting, we set a date to finally meet. I finally arrive and I find out she has 4 dogs and 5 cats. More than that though, she was absolutely gorgeous and lovely. She was 6'0, blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic figure, and an amazing ass. Her dogs and cats were really friendly though and I remember she said that her dogs aren't normally this friendly with strangers so that kind of calmed me down a little. We just sat in her kitchen and had some tea and talked for a little bit about her work and life and then she invited me to show the house. I genuinely thought I was getting a tour of the house but it turned it she lead me to her bedroom and said okay, let's get naked. I was extremely nervous and I think she realized that as well. She asked me if I ever eat pussy before and I said I hadn't. She said, let's start with that so I called upon all of my memories of /r/sex and the stories I had read on here about going down on a women and give more effort than I had to anything else in my life. I think she really enjoyed it because she lifted her hips, grabbed my hair and moaned really loudly throughout. Afterwards, she asked if I was ready to have sex. I said it was the only thing on my mind. I lost my virginity in missionary and she was very supportive and encouraging the whole way. I will never forget it. After we had been in missionary for a while, we tried some other positions until finally I came inside her. We then spent 2 hours or so just cuddling in the bed and laughing and talking and sharing the experience. Overall, I'd say it was my most memorable night with her. I was really lucky to have found someone who was understanding, open minded, and extremely beautiful. We still keep in touch to this day even though I moved from that country 5 years ago. I definitely learned so much from her. So yeah, that's pretty much it. I'm more than happy to talk about some of our other times together but that was essentially my one and only craiglist experience and it was the best I could ever ask for.

A Series of Letters: Brynn 1 - [29F, 31M, 30F, 33M, 33M][Infidelity, Dom/Sub, Punishment, Chastity]

{This is the second chapter in a series of erotic shorts. For a full list of the chapters, and other original Reddit posts, check out the pinned post on my profile u/rvaanonguy1} Dear Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy. Wow. Writing your name instead of your nickname doesn't make you tougher or intimidating. Let me tell you: that letter is not what you want to write to keep a woman. Look, Manny is boring. But he holds doors open. He's sweet. He is a bit try-hard macho at times, but it's not toxic like you can be. He's respectful. If that's boring, then boring is fucking hot. Boring can fuck me any time he wants. That said, it isn't Manny you need to worry about. Worry about Scott. It's Scott's thick, dark cock you've been jacking off to all these years, jealous that it fucked your wife before you could, as you said, "lock that down." Oh... Wait... She's fucking Manny. I guess you never really "locked that down." I guess I should have mentioned two things: 1. This isn't Tamara. 2. That you left with your letter box isn't empty. Anyway, you shouldn't worry about Scott because he gave her the last thigh-thundering orgasms she had in the last few years. You should worry about him because he's a divorce lawyer. I mean, she has seen him recently, but he hasn't been bending her over his desk if you know what I mean. (Bet you'd like it if he was, huh? Bet your cock just got a little hard from that one sentence too. Don't get too hard though.) She's a big girl; I don't think she's worried about a messy divorce. However, I always liked you. That's why I showed you the videos in the first place. That's why I "accidentally" sent you nudes during your wedding reception. That's why we've been sporadically hooking up ever since. I don't just let anyone fuck my ass, coat me in cum, call me his "side-slut," and am still able to keep a straight face when his wife asks me to come by and feed her cat. But, you aren't perfect. You need discipline. You need to learn some fucking respect. And I'm going to teach you. Now, Andrew, put that cock cage on. Then come to the bedroom. It's time you stopped worrying about Tamara and started learning to respect your new girlfriend. Your New Love, Brynn

[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: Our Weird Post-Sex Conversations (Update 24)

As per usual, I'm announcing that the little Q+A side project's coming along nicely, I'll let you all know when that's up and running on the next available update. Like most updates I publish, this one will be abridged as well because I feel like most people probably wouldn't read just a giant-ass wall of text from a 15-minute conversation between two women talking about the most random shit. Could be wring, though. Disclaimer: Our names are Marina (31 - Author, narrator) and Alexa (30 - Farted once during a threesome when the guy was banging her doggy-style and I never let her live it down). Yes, we are actual sisters. No, we do **not** accept dick pics. **All complete non-sequitor conversations were engaged by fully-consenting adults age 18+. Remember, consent is sexy.** \--- For the same of condensing, we'll just skip right to the good stuff again, how's that? The Magic Wand between our pussies was starting to overheat, I think, but it'd certainly last long enough to get the job done for today. "Oh God yes, yes! I'm cumming!" my sister announced and I obliged her by feeding that gorgeous pussy of hers the whole head. She practically sucked it right out of my hand as her pussy contracted before spraying me like a goddamn fire hose. Normally we're not super loud when we cum. We don't really scream and we tend to moan pretty quietly. It's a bit of a pet peeve of ours when people are obnoxiously loud. But a Hitachi Magic Wand, yeah, that'll make us get *plenty* excited. I pulled it out of her pussy and scrunched up against her, and literally as soon as the Magic Wand made contact with my clit, my pussy trembled and violently exploded entirely on its own accord. Our legs were so close together that it looked like a little swimming pool between us by the time we finished cumming. After I regained enough motor functions to operate the controls, I shut off the Magic Wand and leaned back on the pillow, joined quickly by Alexa to my left. "Ohh... oh God..." Alexa sighed, "Oh Jesus Christ..." She was absolutely out of breath, as was I, admittedly. That said, I did manage to find enough energy to roll over and twirl my tongue around and inside her mouth -- still by far our favorite thing to do. We can skip many things in both foreplay and post-sex, but one thing we will almost never skip is tickling each other's fully-extended tongues. After a few minutes of making out and swallowing each other's juices, we each grabbed some of the towels we placed on the bed and tossed them in the hamper (towels are an absolute must if you're a squirter, let alone if both you and your sister/girlfriend are squirters). And, at last, we both collapsed back onto the bed, still reeking of sex, with a couple toys still littered around the place. "Ahh..." Alexa breathed out as she rested her head, "Actually that's kind of a good point..." "What is?" "Well you know how you always say like 'oh God' or 'oh Jesus' when you cum?" she continued. "Sure, why?" I feel like I know where this is going. "I kinda wonder what they said *before* Christianity, like what would a Hellenist say?" (author's note: Hellenism = Ancient Greek religion) "Uh," I considered, "I dunno, 'Oh yes, Zeus' or something?" "Yeah but like, Zeus isn't exactly well-known for being the nicest guy in bed, so..." Alexa kept pondering, "Hm... what if it's like, 'Oh, Aphrodite' because she's the goddess of love?" "Or, bear with me here," I grinned, "What if you were to call upon a god for a specific thing, like you shout, 'Ah, Poseidon!' and it makes you squirt harder?" "Oh, yeees!" Alexa giggled, "Or like 'Yes, Apollo, yes!' and it makes the guy fuck you really really fast." "Hah, that's Hermes, you moron," I laughed, "And besides, I don't think that'd be a good thing." "Oh whatever, you know what I mean," my sister shook her head, "No no, like you say 'Oh yes, Mercury' or Hermes or whatever just when the guy's about to cum and it gives him like a second wind." "Oooohh, so wait," I stopped her, "What if you, like, had different gods supervise different sex acts? You know, like you call upon, I dunno..." "Oh, so like Aphrodite to initiate..." "Yeah yeah! And then, uh," I pondered, "Oh, and then Poseidon to make her really wet... and-and then... I dunno, maybe what's her face... uh, who's the wisdom goddess..." "*Wooow*," Alexa teased me, "How much have we played God of War back in the day and you forgot Athena, jeez." "*Fuck!* God, that's right," I cursed in frustration. "But yeah, she'll help you find your partner's G-spot." "*Hah*, considering how many people missed mine, I think I'll be calling on her a lot." "Dude, true that," I chuckled and gave her a nice fistbump before we laughed a little more and got settled down again. At this point we were properly just chuckling and talking about random bullshit for like a solid 10 minutes. "Man, I'm hungry," Alexa pouted. "What? You literally *just* had food," I scorned her. We'd had a pie of Domino's like a half-hour before getting in bed. Although admittedly we did promptly burn off all those calories with the help of Mr. Hitachi and a lot of scissoring but that's beside the point. "Yeah but like, I want some chips or some ice cream or something." I just paused for about 5 or 6 seconds before finally answering her, "...Yeah, honestly that doesn't sound too bad." That served as our motivation to finally get our asses out of bed and put on at least a couple T-shirts and boyshorts. We already had fuzzy socks on because socks stay on during sex, we're not cavemen who like feet, I'm sorry. We headed out into the kitchen and started blaming one another for "not stocking up." "But we literally eat the same fucking things," I groaned, "Look, I told you to go grocery shopping and you get a box of fucking pasta and some bread, come on." "Hey, don't pin that on me," she retorted, "You *literally* said to me before we left, 'Oh, don't bother getting a ton of food, we're running out of room in the cabinet.'" "I was being sarcastic! It's like a fucking echo chamber in here," I shouted, opening the cabinet for effect, "*Look*, where is the food?" Meanwhile there's stacks of canned soup and pasta and spaghetti and sauces and condiments and other shit but *that doesn't count, okay*? Shut up. Stop laughing at me. Eventually we relented and just took the whole fucking pail of our pre-mixed ice cream (see another update, forget which, concerning how we mix our Magic Shell and ice cream to make our wondrous creation). At this point, we both sat on the couch, sharing our absolutely revolting meal between each other, the ice cream pail sat between our crossed legs as my sister and I hot-seated Fallout 4. No, we don't think it's a good RPG title but it's fun to mod so whatever. Currently we're doing our best to RP, however; we made a character as tall as a super mutant and are RPing as someone who was injected with a prototype modified FEV and turned into a giantess as a result. She only uses heavy guns and melee weapons, and is using the excuse of a "child" to avoid talking about her past, but still forward her agenda of getting revenge against the people who ruined her. Meanwhile she's huge so no one dares speak against her. I dunno, it's weird but it's really hard to RP in Fallout 4 so we have to make up these dumbass patchwork stories. What? I thought I told you to stop laughing at me, it's rude. About 15 minutes later, we each took our last spoonful of the pail and I get up and go to toss it in the garbage. Although I couldn't help but notice someone following me. As soon as I closed the lower cabinet door housing the garbage, a wild Alexa came up behind me and turned me around and tried to kiss me. Emphasis on *tried*. "Oh my God, kiss me," she begged. "Hey now," I stopped her, "What makes you think I'm horny again all of a sudden?" "Because it's a lovely night and you're literally always horny," she correctly deduced, "Now quit pretending." "Bitch what makes you think I am?" I retorted with a light slap to her shoulder. "Well for starters, I can see your nipples poking through your shirt." "...Okay, so first of all, it's really cold in here, and we just had ice cream so-" She interrupted by jumping forward and planting a kiss on me straight-away with no hesitation. "Yeah, yeah, shush, sissy," she whispered as our lips parted. Unfortunately, my sister again intercepted my mouth before more absolute bullshit could come out of it. Instead, my tongue went flying out and she eagerly sucked on it, slurping and tugging at it, using my piercing as leverage. I love it when she does that, and helped her a bit by leaning away from it just a little until she finally let go. As erotic moans escaped our mouths when they weren't busy getting tangled together, my sister grabbed my tits and squeezed firm and hard, immediately perking me back up. It's amazing, we literally just got done with sex like an hour or so ago. I guess that's what you get for being hypersexual. Just Mom's good genes, I suppose. We actually didn't fuck in the kitchen, this time electing to go for a shower since we were still a bit sticky from earlier. That didn't stop us from getting all messy again, mind you. Once we heated the water enough to broil a turkey (we like our showers to be Satan's piss-hot), we climbed in and just immediately started rubbing each other and kissing each other's tits and furiously making out and such. We sucked each other to orgasm, the water from the shower no match for our juices, before getting back to scissoring (again), this time placing the shower head between us. We orgasmed like 4 or 5 times in the span of about 2 hours, basically, which left us thoroughly spent and sore since we do cum really hard. And after all was said and done, we both sat down on the bathtub, laughing and out of breath, gently and sensually scratching each other's legs. Five minutes of pure, absolute Heaven as I stared at this beautiful woman who might as well been a Greek goddess, herself. ...Wait, that thought got me thinking. "Say Alexa," I asked, "Do you think Zeus's face was the same when he turned into like a swan or a snake or whatever?" "Oh God, what?!" she sat there, stunned, "What, like whats-his-face in Beetlejuice?" "Oh, uh, Michael Keaton?" I think back. "Yeah, probably, whatever," she shook her head, our pussies still touching each other as the shower head continued providing static noise in the background, "God, that'd be so gross, like 'oh yeah, I'd *totally* sleep with that." "Yeah, I guess that makes sense," I sighed, content with that answer, "God, you know, I'm surprised the Olympians aren't like the patron saints of incest or something." "Hah! You'd think," Alexa laughed, "Like I bet the Greeks are just like 'Yeah, well it was fine when *they* did it, I'm just following their example. They're gods, *surely* they know better than us mortals, right?'" "As if they don't still use that excuse, you *know* there's probably a whole bunch of them since it's like a population of 3 million or something and they're all on these little sequestered islands..." I droned on and on. This conversation went on literally until the water went cold. This is just the sort of shit that we do / say after sex. I tend to skip over these little conversations but they happen an awful lot and I felt like sharing one or two would be a funny little insight into our weird and wacky adventures. So yeah, hope you guys enjoyed, coming up next is Update 25 so I'm thinking of doing something special to commemorate, if you have any thoughts then do let us know, and thanks for reading this far!

[B/s] Sister modeling for me goes further

Me(23) and my sister,Kim(19), have been really flirty lately. It's been a couple weeks with increased flirting, and one morning we made out in my bed for like 30 seconds. I've had a crush on her for a while but I didn't know how she felt about me until she made it obvious. My sisters are all more sheltered than me, I think I was given more freedom growing up cause I'm a dude. Her birthday just happened and she showed me what she wanted me to get her on her ipad. She showed me a pic from my own likes on twitter of a petite asian chick in a bikini that looked just like her. She said she thought she would look really hot in that too. We couldn't find the exact one but something very similar and I ordered it. We're a pretty open family but I still thought it might be weird for my sister to open a skimpy bikini from me in front of our parents, so I held onto it and gave it to her before dinner after she'd opened her other gifts. She hugged me and thanked me. The next night she sent me a pic of the bikini on her bed and asked me to come to her room. I was down the hall in a few seconds and tapped on her door, she let me in and she had one of my old XL workout shirts on. Kim is my half sister and she looks just like a younger version of her mom. Petite asian girl with long black hair, dimple on her left cheek, small tits and a cute butt. She closed the door and told me to sit in the chair in the corner of her room. She let out a sigh and said she wanted my opinion on how she looked in her new bikini and peeled the shirt over her head. My dick was already mostly hard and seeing her in that bikini made me need to adjust. I'd been imagining what my sister would look like in that bikini all week and what I saw exceeded all expectations. I guess I was gawking cause she looked embarrassed. I calmed down a little and told her she looked amazing. She thanked me and twirled. She modeled it for me and got more comfortable with me watching her, until she saw my dick. I only had sweats on so she could see how much I liked what I was seeing and she stopped modeling. She sat on the edge of her bed and her flat tummy looked so sexy up close. She sounded nervous while we chatted, she was talking really fast and all over the place and kept looking at the bulge in my pants. We were close enough I could see the goosebumps on her skin. There was an awkward pause and she got up without a word and turned the lights off. I took that as to mean I should make a move so I stood. She heard the chair creak and she told me no, I asked if I should go, hoping she would ask me to stay. She told me I could take care of myself as long as I stayed in the chair and she crawled onto the bed. I dropped my pants and sat back down. My eyes weren't adjusted to the dark yet so I couldn't see her but I could hear Kim squirming around on the bed. I started jacking off slow and felt I already had precum leaking out. I could hear my sister starting to breathe hard and my eyes adjusted to the dark. I think her eyes adjusted enough to and she realized she could see me. She moved under her blanket and I saw her tight ass disappear under there. I was focused trying not to cum too fast, the situation all night had me really worked up. Hearing my sister moan was too much and I shot on my chest, I grunted quietly and jerked until I was drained. Kim had paused to listen to me then started again. She only went a few more minutes, I couldn't tell when she came but she told me she did. Neither of us said anything for a while. I made a joke about thanking her for giving me such a great present for her birthday. She giggled but didn't say anything else, so I said goodnight and went to the bathroom to clean up the mess I'd made. The next morning she apologized for being so awkward and that she really enjoyed hearing me "do all that." It feels normal between us, maybe she is a little more smiley and warm towards me. Or maybe that's just in my head. If anything more happens I'll let you all know.

The Lady and the Maid [Ff] [F20/f20] [Passionate]

A slight shiver ran down my spine as I pulled the silk sheets over my bare figure. The shadows around the room danced against the soft, warm glow of the candle on my nightstand, the jubilee of the shadow realm not ceasing even once. The flame flickered fervently, as if beckoning someone or something closer. A low, resounding knock echoed through the room, like the sound of one’s heart thrumming against their skull. I could hear her muttering to herself. Her voice’s highs and lows mixed in an elaborate soup of emotion. My breath hitched. I closed my eyes, cupped my hands around my mouth and let out a wail. I let my arms fall limply to my side. The muttering ceased, and for just a peculiar passing moment, it was completely silent. Suddenly, my door burst open, and she stood by my bed, her eyes widened. I cried out again before feeling her warm hands against my skin, the familiar feeling of warmth spreading through my body from her touch. “Miss?” she cried. “Miss!” I opened my eyes, squinting in the darkness of my quarters. The candle continued to dance as if nothing had happened at all. My eyes landed on her. I feigned surprise. “It’s okay.” Her hand moved from my cheek to my hair, running her fingers through the dark strands like wading in warm, crisp, fresh water. “It was just a nightmare.” I looked up through my eyelashes at her, drinking up the sight with the hunger of a starving lion. “I am afraid,” I whispered. “Sleep in my bed with me tonight.” She could not refuse. Not when I am the one whose word allows her the sustenance that keeps life coursing through her veins. Not when I am the one whose home keeps the cold of winter nights at bay and the rain from the angry gods away from her head. Even so, if I had not held such power over her, I believe she would still follow this command. She nodded, her delicate hand leaving my hair as the warmth I craved so desperately left my scalp and reappeared enveloping my entire body. “Miss…” her voice trembled. “Your…your body. You’re naked.” The meekness of her voice only edged my urges further as they wrapped around my heart and squeezed like a snake beginning its meal. “I wanted to feel the silk on my skin,” I whispered, matter-of-factly. I wanted to feel you on my skin. I turned on my side, facing her. The rosy tint on her cheek barely showed with the weak glow of the candle, but her refusal to look at me made it all the more obvious. “It really is such a lovely feeling,” I whispered, close enough to her body that my breath hit her skin and touched me again. “Don’t you want to feel it?” I pulled at her nightgown, my right hand bunching the fabric as if they were angry at the one barrier that kept my skin from touching hers. She didn’t reply, but she didn’t make a move to fight me as I pulled her nightgown up. My fingers ever so lightly brushed against the skin on her thigh, the touch no more than a passing spirit among the living. I felt her ribcage expand as she inhaled sharply. That strange but familiar warm feeling began to spread in my chest again. The feeling I couldn’t understand yet couldn’t get enough of. I didn’t finish removing her gown. I instead allowed my fingers to search for that same electric touch that spread the warmth through my chest. My fingers explored, and she still said nothing. My fingers trailed over her stomach to her breasts that were heaving. Their movement was hypnotic. I ran my finger over her left breast, feeling the bump of her nipple. She shivered, and so did I. “Miss…” I hummed in reply, my eyes finding hers that gazed up to me with the innocence of a white rose, suddenly tainted by the red growing amongst it. “Is this what it’s like?” I whispered. My question rang unanswered as I ran my thumb over her nipple once again. I watched her eyes shut tightly and her lip settle between her teeth. Her eyes opened yet again, and she looked up at me with that same look, only intensifying the feeling in my chest. My heart slammed against my ribcage, trying with the strength of an army to set itself free from its prison. There was nothing anymore except for her and me. I leaned in, close enough to see the faint freckles on her skin from the sun. My hand found its way lower as I lay my hand to rest on her upper thigh. “Miss,” she murmured again. I kept my silence as I lifted myself over her body, my knee coming to rest between her legs as I looked down at her. My knee pressed against her firmly as I watched her bite her bottom lip again. She didn’t protest. She didn’t fight it. I lowered my face down further until we were just inches away. Her breath hit my skin, sending chills down my body, despite it being summer. “Is this the love you spoke of?” I asked her softly. She finally broke eye contact. Her eyes wandered down my naked body that towered just a meter away from her own body. “Miss,” she whimpered. “Your…your fiancé…” I pressed my lips firmly against hers. Maybe it was to stop her from talking. Maybe it was because I wanted to know how she tasted. No matter the reason, I felt everything she had described. Only, I felt it with my lips against hers, not my fiancé whom she promised I could grow to love. She stayed still for just a moment. I could almost hear the cogs in her brain turning. As if a switch had flipped, she began to kiss me back. Our lips moved in a dance of great passion. I could have kissed her forever. Instead, I broke away and sat up, staring at her to gauge her expression. The fade from passion to disappointment was all I needed to connect my lips to her neck, her collarbone, her breasts, her stomach… I didn’t go any further, though. Instead, I went back up to kiss her lips again, relishing in the feeling of her body under mine. We found ourselves sitting up, our lips glued together. My hands found her nightgown, hungrily pulling it off of her smaller frame. I ran my hand down her skin. My hand acted almost on its own accord, softly running over her ribs, causing her to stop kissing me to gasp in surprise. My hand found its place between her legs, discovering that she was not wearing any undergarments. “Is this okay?” I whispered. She nodded with no hesitation, the desperation dripping from her that I could almost taste it. I touched her delicately, and she bucked her hips in response, holding on to me for dear life. She wrapped her arms around me, holding on to me for support as I touched her in a way I’d wanted to touch her for a long time. At that moment, it was just her and me. No controlling mother, no diplomatic fiancé, no work–just my fingers hungrily exploring her. Her moans were somewhat of a whine, and she tangled her fingers into my hair as if she’d blow away if she didn’t hold on. When they weren’t rolled into the back of her head, her eyes locked to mine, full of desperation and pleasure. I kept my eyes on her lovely face as I touched her in her most sensitive areas. Her bare skin pressed against mine as she rocked her hips to further stimulate herself. “Do you like it?” I asked, pulling her ear close to my lips. She didn’t answer, so I stopped my fingers’ movement. “Do it to me. I want to know how it feels.” Though it was a demand, I did not say it in the same way I would tell her to dress me for a walk or bathe me. She landed a soft peck on my lips before moving to my jaw, my neck, my collarbones, and finally, my breasts. Her hand twisted and pulled at my already sensitive nipple. “Beautiful.” It was no more than a whisper, possibly to herself that I overheard. Nevertheless, she finally put her lips to it. As if there was no time to waste, she sucked as if it were food after a month of starvation. As if it would give her some sort of sustenance. My back arched as a shiver ran down my spine. I felt little beads of sweat form, wanting to be closer to her. We were floating high above the bed as her tongue changed the laws of gravity. My heart stung in my chest, beating against my ribs–the cage that separated my heart from hers. I stroked her hair with rice paper touch before gently pushing her lower. She complied, trailing down from my breasts to my stomach to my thighs. She stared at what lay between them in wonder, as if she had never seen something so beautiful. If only she could see her face and the way her eyes shone. “A-Amazing…” The air hung between us, tense yet unbreaking. It bent me every which way until I thought that I would surely snap. Finally, her tongue made contact, and I groaned. The warm summer night carried us far away into the sky as she lapped up my juices. We floated above the manor, above the city, above the earth, until we were just existing in space–just her and me. My fingers tangled in her hair with desperation as I held her against me. She sucked and licked, and she cut me open to take my paper heart from its cage and write her name again and again in her lipstick. Her name took up the entirety of my heart, and I knew that I loved her. I could have married her right then and there. As she brought me to my climax, it wasn’t just my core that felt the great pleasure, but my heart held on to hers. She continued to nurse my high as our bodies merged together to become one body and one soul. When I finished, I looked at her again. Her mouth and surrounding area were wet with my own juices, and I pulled her up to kiss her. I tasted my own pleasure and my own desires on her lips. I sat up, pulling her to my lap as I touched her again. I felt the warmth coming from her and the wetness of her desire on my fingers. She held me close to her breast as she moaned into space. Her moan was for me and only me as I relished in the music it was. I didn’t know if she had someone she loved before coming to the manor, but at that moment, she was truly and purely mine. “Miss,” she whimpered again, and I relished her pleasure. At this moment, it was true that her beautiful body belonged to me, but I wanted more. I wanted her mind and her soul to \[entangle with mine.\](https://www.reddit.com/user/4ever-horny)

[MF] I [20M] hooked up with a customer [19F]

I was a bartender back then. My bar was in a small town. It was a Tuesday, middle of summer. Because of the holiday season we were expecting to be busy, so there were 3 bartenders. Instead, we had just a handful of small groups that stayed all night. One group was a bunch of middle age women asking us to put on cringy music to dance to, which we did cause they did liven up the place; another group was 2 girls aged 23 and 19, sitting at the bar; the rest I honestly can't remember. L[[F23] and M[F19] started the night chatting up another bartender. I spent the night mostly minding my business, keeping it tidy and stocked. At some point we all accepted the night was not gonna get busy and made ourselves some G&Ts to sip on. At some point I was told L&M requested that I have shots with them. Why not, right? So I did. L was the first girl who caught my eye but after spending some time with them I hit it off better with M, so I focused more on her. We'd be playful for the rest of the night. The other bartenders also wanted to keep the night going so we sped up the close and headed to the third bartender's house. He had a big rooftop with an incredible view of the town. Didn't take a long time hanging out there for M & I to start drunkenly making out. I can't for the life of me remember anything else that happened on that rooftop. When it was time to head home, M told me to go to hers. Now I thought I wasn't gonna get lucky because L & M were staying at M's grandma's. But turns out the place was empty. We arrived at this really old house. Every sound is amplified by the cavern like architecture. L locks herself in a different room while, simultaneously, M starts taking her shorts off and approaching me like a wild animal. So I grab and lift her, while making out I press her against the nearest wall. I stop the heavy make out session by putting my hand on her neck and, with my fingertips on her jaw, locking her head against the wall. She began to violently grind against me while she looked me dead in the eyes. — I need you to fuck me right now. — She said in a breathy voice. — You're so impatient. You're gonna have to pay for this hickey. — I can ride you better than you've ever had. — Yeah but you can't get what you want until you've said sorry. — Maybe I can show you how sorry I am with my mouth? — It's a good start. I moved us to the bed where I sat on the edge. She slowly slid down to kneel between my legs. She teased and licked everything she found until she got my cock out. She made sure to look me in the eye again while my dick hovered right over her face. She gave it a nice, thorough, wet, slow lick from the base to the tip, where she smirked playfully before putting it in her mouth. It took her just a few seconds to get up to an unexpectedly intense rhythm. I grabbed her hair to stop her and whisper in her ear how she will finish her apology on her back. She looked at me excited but not sure of what I meant. So I threw her onto the bed and flipped her so her head was hanging from the edge. I kneeled to put my face at her level, kissed her and said her mouth is mine to fuck, that's her apology. So she opened wide with her tongue out and even said "aaah". I began to really give myself what I wanted. Teased myself on her tongue, began to slowly go in and out her mouth to eventually go deep in her throat. Once I made my way in and saw she could handle it, I'd hold it in as deep as possible and began to tense and relax my dick. The pressure of her tight throat against the tip of my cock was everything. I moved on to slowly fuck her throat while my hands explored her body. Twisting, pinching her nipples. Eventually I began to finger her pussy. It felt burning hot and her body twitching as my hand matched my hips was even hotter. I finally fucked her mouth how she deserved and kept my right hand fingers in her like a hook. I went hard on her until I got to the edge. I suddenly took my dick out of her mouth and my fingers as well. She took air in like it's the first time she's known about oxygen. Meanwhile, I relaxed myself through the edge and admired the mess of spit covering my dick. I knew after getting to the edge and back I would last longer, so I finally told her her dept is paid. We made out while changing positions, getting properly naked, losing the violence. I layed down on the bed and got her on top of me. She began riding me slowly, recovering her breath still. I gave her time, I ran my hands all throughout her sweaty body. Finding her weak spots until I finally asked if this is all she had for me. I challenged her. Spanked her ass, grabbed her face by the cheeks, and fucked her from the bottom myself. She finally pinned my arms back and rode me like she promised. She alternated from hip movements I couldn't replicate myself, full body wavelike motions, and moving up and down letting her beautiful ass smack my balls on the way down. Additionally, she would grind herself when my dick was fully in, which I encouraged by pushing up with my hips and pressing on her lower abdomen with my hand. Her riding got more violent until she almost collapsed on me, but I told her to keep fucking me through it. She did and her orgasm didn't dissipate. Instead I saw how it came and went for what felt like a couple minutes. It felt like fucking a puddle at this point if it wasn't for her muscles contracting. All until she exclaimed she didn't know how much longer she could go for. But I was close myself so I pulled her down, wrapped my arms around her and fucked her from the bottom, she gave me a continuous, load moan muffled by my chest and I finally came deep inside her. Well, good thing I was wearing a condom. We cuddled and caressed each other until our minds were clear enough to start cleaning up. We fell asleep but I woke up about two hours later and said goodbye to her as I needed to go home and actually rest and prepare for my next shift. We said we'd make plans but truth is I never saw her again.

[B/S] twins 34 xmas day BJ

So after the fun on christmas eve and all went to sleep! i awoke to find my sister had gone out for a run, while all were downstairs having breakfast i decided to jump in the shower. As i exited the shower naked, thinking all were downstairs my sister was in the bedroom getting changed out of her sweaty running gear!! I walk into the bedroom naked and see her bent over as her thong drops to the floor, she turns in amazement to see me naked behind her. We look at each other and 1 after the other say "I love you so much". Telling each other we love each other has only just started. I walk over to her and we start to kiss, and then suddenly she drops to her knees and begins to suck me off. My sister has this unique ability to be able to make me cum really quickly through blowjobs. As she sucked and slurpped on my erect penis, i fell in to a heavenly place that i hadnt been for a while. She did things to my cock that i have only ever experienced with her and within 5 minutes I was ready to blow in her mouth. This girl has amazing talents when it comes to sucking on cock. As she swallowed and sucked my cock clean, we both got dressed and were just talking as my eldest child came upstairs to the bathroom. WOW ive never been so scared in my life. But what an amazing few minutes, guess that could have taken some expaining.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 9 - The Family Tree - part 1/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don't start here! Start at Chapter 1!** **Just reuploading this old series with some edits.** **Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.** In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways. **DISCLAIMERS** In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That's the POINT. This is HORROR. This is more PORN than PLOT. All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental. **FETISHES / WARNINGS** \-Non-con \-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism \-Incest \-Bondage \-Butt plugs/ anal \-Food fetish \-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat \-Breast milk \-Squirt \--------- **Final Chapter - The Family Tree** After feasting on Grace’s lovely desserts, eating her baked goods off her naked body, then fucking her and cumming all over her daughter’s face, we’ve made quite a mess. I sit back in an expensive upholstered, high-backed dining chair, and sip my wine, forcing the two ladies to lick each other clean standing on the hardwood floor next to the table. I currently possess the body of Kadir, Grace’s husband, Ella’s daddy. A family of awful, spoiled, rich assholes that took everything from me. And tonight, I take everything from them. Grace goes first, standing and leaning down a bit to lick at Ella’s face. The girl is shorter and smaller than her mother, though both are petite. Ella is 18 but looks so much younger, all baby-faced and innocent. Grace’s face itself is still glazed with dried ice cream and other juices, her body a mess as well. She’s such a nurturing mother, she laps her tongue out of her leather ring gag holding her jaw open wide. Holding Ella’s face gently, cleaning my jizz off her cheeks, her eyelid, her forehead and mouth. She licks around and inside Ella’s matching black ring gag, mixing saliva, forced to make out with her baby girl. Cleaning off the remnants of creamy desserts that clumped up around the girls mouth. It reminds me of watching a mom wipe a kids face clean after eating, but in a sexy way. Mothers should always clean their kids up like this. “The hair too, babe.” Ella’s silky long black hair has some clumps of white cum. Grace struggles to clean it, having to carefully rake her tongue through. When she finally finishes, Grace looks at me. I point at Ella’s body, silently telling her she has more work to do. The girl was forced to sit on Grace’s face while I fucked her, so her crotch has some sloppy juices on it. From ice cream and plum juice, but also a bit of Ella’s own pussy juice. Grace had licked at her cunt furiously the whole time I fucked, under threat of punishment. Ella couldn’t help but get a little wet. And towards the end of fucking, I had laid Ella down onto Grace’s body, so the little girl’s tits, belly, and part of her inner thigh has some creamy mess to clean up as well. Grace has to kneel down on the hardwood kitchen floor, tongue licking across her daughter’s naked chest, her small tits, slowly licking away at the creamy mess. She lowers down and cleans the girl’s belly, then she gets down low, sitting on her heels right under Ella. She spreads her legs apart slowly and then licks at the girl’s inner thigh. I watch and sip my spiced wine, enjoying the Christmas music playing softly in the room. I glance around from the kitchen looking out over the huge living room that opens up next to it. The massive high ceiling. The huge Christmas tree in the corner. The beautiful fireplace with a warm flickering fire. The mantel above it, expensive Christmas decor and trinkets and family photos. Stockings hanging down. And four hats. Two red Santa hats, a little green elf hat, and a tiny green elf hat for a baby. I get up and grab the three bigger ones, leaving the baby’s. I put on one of the Santa ones and walk back over to the girls with the other two. I rub the inside of each on my cock and balls, still feeling a bit sticky from earlier, cleaning myself up a bit. Then I shove the hats on the girls’ heads as Grace continues cleaning away between Ella’s thighs. Santa hat on mommy, elf hat on little girl. I sit back down. What a wholesome family moment. Grace moves carefully up between Ella’s thighs, reaching her sweet little pussy, lapping away like a good housewife, the red and white hat so sexy, nice blonde and brown hair draping down from under it. Ella whimpers and closes her eyes shut tight, trying to ignore what’s happening, so adorable in her little green elf hat. Her mother thoroughly cleans every inch of her cunt, the little tender crevasse between thigh and pussy, the pubic mound and puffy outside flesh, and then digging into her little folds, spreading her “innie” pussy open and cleaning it out. A few minutes later, Grace stands and faces me, unable to make eye contact, her open mouth drooling and dripping onto her chest, her face and body still caked with desserts and fluids. “Come here Ella, sit on Santa’s lap. She slowly comes over and sits down facing directly away from me, her little butt in my lap over my groin, her legs together, mine spread casually on either side. My cock still limp and exhausted under her soft thighs and cheeks. I hug her around the belly lovingly, leaning my face into her neck and hair, breathing her in. She trembles. “Babe, come here, your turn.” Grace walks over, tits about eye level with her daughter. I force her another step, get her down on her knees face to face with Ella, and wait. Ella slowly grabs Grace’s face with both hands and starts licking, no instructions needed. She laps her little tongue out, cleaning her mommy’s filthy face. Dry sticky ice cream glazed all over, some juice from the plum that was in her mouth still around her lips. And some of the wetness is Ella’s own pussy juice from grinding on her mom’s face. She licks it all clean like a good girl. I make Grace stand and Ella starts licking all over her mommy’s tits. Cupcake frosting all over her breasts, she carefully cleans them off little by little. Some of the wetness is from breast milk. I lean in and try another taste from one tit while Ella works on the other. Sweet and creamy, frosting and milk making such a great combination. Ella works her way across entire breasts, in between and underneath them, then down to belly. Done there, I make Grace raise the arm where I feasted off of her. Sticky with a bit of frosting still. Not much, but I want to see Ella do it, so I make her crouch over her daughter a bit, arching her armpit over Ella’s upturned face. Grace’s face pulled right in front of mine, she turns away trying to ignore me. I lean in and kiss her cheek tauntingly. Her face is nice and clean. “You’re doing a great job Ella, keep it up and Santa will give you presents.” Ella gags a couple times, unable to ignore how gross it is to be licking her own mother’s armpit clean. I smile and nuzzle the girl’s neck, hugging her around the belly on my lap. A few minutes later and she’s all done. “Ok ladies, let’s finish up on the couch. We can get cozy by the fire.” I bring my wine and walk them over to the huge wrap-around leather couch. White carpet on my feet, I sink down into the comfy couch. “Up here babe. Lay over me. Ella right here.” Grace lays facedown across my lap, face resting on the couch next to me, her clean naked flesh so warm and squishy on my groin and thighs. Her butt arches up in the center over my lap, and I spread her thighs for Ella to kneel on all fours next to us and continue cleaning. Ella puts her face in between her mother’s asscheeks and starts lapping away again. I caress Grace’s soft, smooth back on my lap as her daughter cleans up her messy crotch right in front of me. I sip my wine, listening to the Christmas music, the warm fire nearby, little sticky sounds as Ella licks up peppermint chocolate cheesecake. It’s a real mess, so it takes a while. Ella’s getting tired, so I take a hand and hold the back of her green elf hat to nudge her on. She cleans the outer lips, licks through trimmed pubes, gagging every so often. I help her pick a pube off her little tongue here and there. All while her mother’s butt plug stares her right in the face. She reaches the inner folds and keeps stopping, gagging slightly, tongue getting tired. “Keep going baby. Nice and clean, or Santa will put you on the naughty list and punish the fucking shit out of you.” After what seems like forever, Ella leans back panting. I grab an asscheek hard and wrench it toward me, prying everything open so I can see. Grace shifts uncomfortably, but I let go, satisfied. “Good girl, Ella. Ok last thing, mommy’s nasty feet need cleaning too.” The look in the girl’s eyes. She thought she was done. Now one of the worsts spots imaginable. I smack Grace on the ass, making her get off me and turn over. I get her faceup laying on the couch next to me, just her feet resting in my lap now. She covers her face with her hands, sobbing as silently as she can. I grab Ella by her elf hat and hair and make her lay facedown on the other side of me, head and arms resting in my lap, face to face with her mother’s feet. “Lick.” She reluctantly starts licking at her mom’s feet, some caramel glaze still sticky between her toes. But the little girl keeps gagging, starting to totally give up, close to puking. “Ella…” I warn her. She tries, but just can’t continue, starting to cry. I look at Grace laying next to me, and she gives me a worried glance, knowing what happens if they disobey. “Ah ah” Grace tries to speak to Ella through her ring gag pathetically, tries to urge her daughter to listen to me. She lifts up her foot and tries to stick it in her own daughter’s mouth. My limp dick twitches, exhausted but slowly coming back to life. I have these girls trained so well that the mother is actually trying to force her sticky foot in her daughter’s mouth. But Ella’s having a breakdown and can’t. “Ok then girls. You know what that means. Naughty list. Punishment.” I sigh, pretending it pains me, pretending I’m about to do stuff I wasn’t going to do anyway. I get up and grab the supplies and ribbons from the kitchen. “Babe, get the lights down from the Christmas tree. Oh and that star at the top too. And some more ribbon and garland while you're at it. Go on.” She obeys, getting up and grabbing a step stool from the kitchen pantry, under my watchful eye. Then unwrapping things from the tree, while Ella curls up and sobs on the couch. The girls still have their wrist and ankle cuffs on, which make things easy to attach. I sit both naked girls down back to back, on the white carpet in front of the fire. Using ropes and leather straps I bought from the store earlier, I start binding them up. Back to back, butts on the floor, I bind them both around the belly, holding them tightly together as they sit there. Then I grab a Christmas wreath from above the mantle and shove it down over both their heads, snugly keeping their necks together, forcing the backs of their heads together. They shift and whimper from the scratchy discomfort. I then tie up each of their legs. Bending them at the knee all the way, knee up to tit, foot on floor, getting the calf tight against the thigh and tying it tight. They sit with butt plugs digging into their assholes hard directly under them. With all four legs bent, I run rope from one girl’s leg to the other girl. From Ella’s right leg, behind her to attach to Grace’s left. Then the other side. I tie this pretty tightly, getting their legs spread open pretty good, exposing their pussies. Next I take all four arms and raise them up straight, then bind all four wrists together above their heads. Their elbows bow out a bit, but if one girl tries lowering her arms, it pulls the other girls arms further back, so they awkwardly start wobbling their arms around above their heads, not knowing how to rest them. I grab some red ribbon and wrap it around their elbows, pretty tightly but without hurting them. Now their hands are forced to stay up in a point, wrists all together over their heads, making a tall pyramid, their elbows a bit bent outward but everything staying upright nicely. Then I grab a bit of red and white ribbons and garland and start wrapping their bodies up in a spiral, just decorating them lightly, but leaving plenty of flesh exposed throughout. They start to really tremble and groan, so uncomfortable, straining with their arms up, their butt plugs with so much pressure directly under them. Each girl unable to lean in any direction without pushing or pulling the other girl into a worse position behind them. Then I grab some duct tape from the supplies and tape the nice silver tree-topper star to the top of their hands, forcing them to hold it above their heads. Lastly I wrap some Christmas lights all around them and plug it in. It lights up, beautiful glowing white bulbs, sparkling and shifting around as the girls struggle and move slightly. My own little Christmas tree. My Family Tree. It’s like some odd performance art. Beautiful and sensual. Arms straight up in a point above their heads, a star on top, Grace in a red Santa hat, Ella in a green elf hat, ring gags holding their drooling mouths open as they grunt in discomfort. Necks stuffed in a wreath. Armpits fully exposed. Tits poking out between ribbons and garland and lights. Knees straight up, legs spread open, feet and ass down on the carpet. Pussies straight out in the open, sticking slightly forward just above the carpet. I take my time from there, letting them struggle and sway. I go grab a bag from the stuff I bought. “Ok ladies, time to open your Christmas presents. I’ll do it for you.” I pull out two matching Hitachi wand vibrators, both white with red accents. I get them ready, grabbing some more duct tape, and put them under each girl’s pussy on the floor. “Santa’s gotta put your presents under the tree.” I get down under Grace first, laying on my belly, face between her thighs inches from her pussy. I cant help myself and try a taste of her sweet cunt first. Licking out just above the carpet, inhaling her pubes, kissing her inner thighs on either side of my head. Then I slide the vibrator partially under her. It’s big so she has to shift, engulfing part of the large ball-tip, smushing it against the carpet. I duct tape it securely up and around each thigh. I hurry around to Ella. God she looks adorable, wrapped up and wiggling helplessly. I lay down like before, my face diving straight in between her little thighs. My nose rubbing around in her puffy “innie” pussy, I breathe here for a minute. Her sweet scent, a hint of saliva smell from her mom cleaning her. I taste her, getting carried away for a few minutes, licking into her, finding her little lips tucked neatly up in her. Then I slide the other Hitachi underneath. She squirms in slight pain as I really have to shove to get it nice and tight under her little crotch. Then I duct tape it. “That’s not going anywhere,” I say in the mandatory dad-voice after duct taping something. Then I turn both on lower speeds and step back. The sound is incredible. A soft vibration, pattering tightly against flesh. Both girls immediately start to squirm around. Even at this lower setting, neither of them are used to this sort of thing, both extremely sensitive. I go grab another glass of wine and sit back to relax on the couch for a bit, still not quite recovered from cumming. Lights dancing around the dimly lit room like slow party lights, from the flickering fire and from their bodies covered in lights. The little human Christmas tree wiggles and shakes uncontrollably in front of me, by the fire. Soft Christmas music fills the room, accompanied by crackling flames and the pattering hum of vibrator against flesh. The girls’ voices start to drown that all out, moaning and squeaking, their most sensitive spots being tormented for minutes on end. I sip my spiced wine, feeling warm and cozy, getting buzzed. A tingle growing in my cock after a while. And I sit, I’m in no rush, this wine is meant to be enjoyed. This is how a father should enjoy Christmas. With a drink, by the fire, listening to some music with his family. His wife and daughter bound back to back in front of him on the floor. Holding a star above their heads, wrapped up in decorations and glowing white lights. Tits on full display, knees up, legs spread, assholes stuffed and pussies tortured underneath them. This is really the only use for a wife and daughter at this time of night.... \-------- *Sorry too long for Reddit. Links to more in comments*

[MF] all over 30 "I just gave my wife’s toy head….."

  So, I have had my share of woman in life. And my wife is the only woman I have ever met that hates oral on her. I have heard of it now and she so is not the only woman out there. But she is the only one I have ever met or been with. All the others always love oral.   The crazy part is she love sucking cock. She will anywhere any time. It is like her fun push the limits on where and when. But that is another story.   But really oral on her is just not her thing. I’m not saying she has never let me. Shit one drunken night she even came from oral. But the stars and moon have to line up just right for that to happen.   But let’s get back to what just happened. So, my wife and I love using toys at times. And one drunken night we were playing. And I was in the mood to taste her. But as I kissed my way down her body, she stopped me.    She knew what was on my mind. When ever she knows I want that. She always rolls me over and mounts me and makes me forget all about it. Bitch knows my number and works every time. She rolled me over and started fucking me. I got close and as much and I love to cum. I was not ready yet so I switched us up and I was on top.   Then I pulled out one of her toys and let it take over for me as I didn’t want to cum yet. As I’m watching this toy slide in and out of her and getting more and more wet. I started really wanting to eat her.   I started kissing and sucking on her tits as she moaned for more. She was in the fuck the shit out of me mood and I can hear it in her moans and the way she would drive down on the toy as I drove it home.   When she is like this. The only way to make her happy is to make her cervix regret her toy is so long. When she is like this. All she wants is to be talked dirty to and her guts rearranged.   I wasted no time and doing just that for her with her toy. The more I talked dirty to her the wetter she got and I know when I have her. When I see the toy go from wet to creamy. Her body in mine and she is a cumming mess for how ever long I want.      But I know when she has had enough. Her legs curl up and her body just starts twitching with no control.   I did just that to her. When she came back to life she got up and went to the bathroom. I got up to clean up out mess. I picked up the toy and saw how creamy it was and without ever thinking I licked it.     I spent the next 2 weeks thinking about what I did. Then it happened again. I used her toy on her. She went to the bathroom and this time I could not help but to lick it more than once as she taste so good.   From time to time her and I work different hours and this day was just that. I had just got home and laid down to sleep. She was just getting up to get ready for work. This is not something that is new for us and she needed a quick release.  She looked at me knowing I just laid down and if she was going to fuck me. It will take longer than she has time for. She is a lot more efficient at it than I am.  But she knows I still love her taking care of herself so I can watch.   She grabs her toy and lays on top of the bed and goes at it as I watched. She was done she looked at the clock and goes fuck I’m late but I needed that. She laid her toy down and jumped up and got ready and left.   I kissed her good bye and laid back down and that is when I saw the toy laying there all nice and wet and creamy.   I picked it up and started licking it. God, she tastes so good.  I keep licking up and down it lost in her taste.  I’m not sure how long I was doing this but at some point, my eyes closed and what brought me back to life was me gagging. I open my eyes and here it is deep in my mouth and tears running down my face……

How the tables have turned.[M21/F23][Mdom/Fdom]

I (call me M) was somewhat overweight and shy with confidence issues and she (Zahira) was young, hot af, and very much overconfident. I was 21 and she was 23. Zahira was in her prime age, with a body that I can't deny was very very seductive. She was also known for being with only a specific type of guys. The submissive type. Yes, she was dominant, a bit abusive, using, commanding, and was also known for taking favors from multiple guys. She wouldn't talk much to me and only give me attention if there was some important group work or class thing she had to know. I tried to talk to her a few times but she ended straight up being kinda rude to my face and yeah this guy here had a thing called EGO which got hurt the last time I tried to talk to Zahira. Anyways, I left that there and started to bring change to my life. Quite a lot changed. Quit many bad habits, started to eat well, and exercise regularly during my summer break of three months. I still remember when I went to the gym, on my first day a guy told me "dude you've got muscles, you just need to burn out the fat and I guarantee you can get abs within a month and a half". Now gymming wasn't my first time and I knew the do's and don'ts and I got to work. Time passed and there was a change in physique, health, and sexual urges which in short was a lifestyle change for me but I wasn't transformed at all, it was just the beginning. My face changed a lot(got skinny). The break was over by this time. Classes began and luckily Zahira wasn't in my class cause of the different class schedules/timings this time. Yes, I said luckily cause I didn't want that distraction. The semester ended(another 6 months) and now I could really see my transformation and feel the change. My confidence was also quite high. We chose our majors and minors; this time, Zahira was in the same classes as me. Yup, she chooses the same major and minor as me coincidentally. I was sitting in front of her seat(diagonally) and I looked at her quietly a few times but she didn't respond with anything. I guessed it was plain old Zahira just ignoring me as always BUT the thing was, she wasn't able to recognize me at all. The only way she remembered me is when she asked me for a pen and I said "yeah sure here you go" while offering her my pen. There was a sense of confusion on her face. She responded, "I have heard your voice somewhere and your face seems familiar too, do I know you by any chance?". I responded with "remember me from a couple of semesters back? It's me M". The class was finishing by this time and we got out. I could clearly see the feeling of shock and confusion on her face. I grinned and said, "don't you believe me Zahira?, We were also in the same group for that group assignment remember now?". She stopped, her eyes got wide and she said in a surprised voice that she was not able to believe me. She took off my beanie and specs took a good look at me and started to run her arm through my arm to my neck(her hands were COLD) and finally reached my face. Not going to lie I got a bit turned on by that but I started walking back toward the exit and she followed me. I instantly knew that this was my time and it was my time to lead. I wasn't going to be dominated and ignored by her like in the past times. As we were approaching the exit, I pulled her by the waist towards me and she didn't resist. I whispered in her ear, "still ignoring me like the old times?", She couldn't utter a word, so I just gave her a kiss on her cheek and could definitely feel her heart race. ____________________________________________________ Hey there, this is the end of part one, and I know there is not much sexual stuff in this but hold on for part 2 or maybe even a 3 🤷. I really don't know. Also, I have tried my best to avoid grammatical and spelling errors. It's time for M to teach Zahira a good lesson for her past deeds. Let's see what happens. If you like it then do give a like. Byeee.

[F30s/M30s] [D/S] The Alleyway

We met online and our chemistry was so undeniable, we couldn't stop but sext eachother 24/7. When we finally met up we couldn't keep our hands off eachother. I spent 3 days in his hometown and the stories I could tell..... The one day I wore an outfit he especially liked, a white t-shirt crop top with flowers and pale blue jean shorts with golden sandals. Being a 40g in the bust, no matter how covered up I was, he still couldn't keep his eyes off of me. We were walking down the street, his arm around my waist and his hands continuously grabbing for my ass. I whispered in his ear "we need to get back to the hotel now before I let you fuck me in the middle of the sidewalk" The look in his eyes made me realize he was taking it as an opportunity. He grabbed my hand dangerously hard and pulled me into an alleyway. He pushes me against the wall and grips my chin pulling my face into his, "You think I need your permission to fuck you where I please?" he says with authority. His knee pushes between my legs and I can't help but grind against him furiously. At this point I'm about to beg him to touch me anywhere so I know I'm worthy of having his hands on me. I reach for his pants and start to unbutton and open the zipper of his dark blue jeans. He never let's me jump into sex without foreplay but at this point I need him inside of me so bad I can't help myself. I tell him to rip my shorts so we waste no time trying to take them off. I want him to have full and complete access to me. My lips are on his neck and ear, kissing and biting softly, I need your cock in me. More than I've ever needed. He can tell how eager I am and decides to fulfill my request. I coil my leg around him and stand on my toes on the other, his arm wraps around my lower back and his free hand guides his cock through my ripped shorts into my soaking wet pussy.  He enters me with a full deep thrust that I almost came instantly. I hold his neck and grind my hips against his, harder and faster, he knows I love nothing more than when he takes full advantage of me. I start digging my nails in his back as I'm about to cum, "not yet" he tells me. At that moment he puts me down and turns me around, rips an even bigger hole in my shorts. His fingers work my pussy in and out and he grabs hold of my gspot and rubs it over and over and over again until I'm screaming with my pleasure. He gathers my cum and spreads it up and down my ass and puts his cock in my asshole. His hands are holding mine pushed up against the wall. "You better start rubbing your clit and cum with me, I want you to cum while my cock is in your ass. And if you don't, we start all over again". He guides my hand to my clit and we both start rubbing together, I hear his groans increasing and my moans getting louder. We both cum together and I can feel his load shoot deep inside me. He slowly takes his cock out of me, takes a few steps back to see what a mess he has made of me. My hand still gripping the wall, shorts ripped, and trying to regain my balance. I squat down and he sees mine and his cum dripping out of me. He gives me his sweater to tie around my waist, it hides whatever is left of my shorts to cover myself up until we get back to the car. We barely make it to the hotel room where he makes me beg for round 2 of the night.

[f/d] Dad wants to try anal

Lately dad and I have been having a lot of fun and a lot of relaxing couple time. I called him my boyfriend and he seemed to really like that, he treated me very well that night. A few days ago he brought up that I might like to try anal sex with him. I want to but I'm really nervous. We've been playing with fingers and toys, but he's kinda big, and honestly, I'm afraid of, um, messes. He said there's no rush, but I definitely want to make him happy. He also checked with his doctor recently and his vasectomy is still good. So we don't have to worry about any accidents in that case. I'm really so enamored with him. I just love how well he treats me, and the sex is really nice. It feels magical in some ways. I don't know how to describe it.

"You must smell like cock" (FM)

He was reading my latest story about us while I was squatting between his legs licking his cock. As soon as the precum started wetting his glans, I would lick it, pulling away and watching the little threads of precum looming in the air between his cock and my tongue. Doing it repeatedly distracted him and when he understood, he stopped reading to take some pictures of me. At the umpteenth photo, I changed my strategy, I slightly opened my mouth and squeezing his erection, I passed the glans on my lips, wearing his precum like a lipstick. He grabbed me by the hair and brought my face close to his, licking my lips and pushing his tongue into my mouth. Back between his thighs, back his cock between my lips, he pushed my head down and his cock deep into my throat, over and over again. I emerged only for a small breath and to observe his cock completely soaked in my saliva and every time a smile escaped me. After every moment I was about to choke, I caught the air smiling. He started filming me. I was staring straight at the lens as I sucked, licked his shaft; while his cock was fucking my throat and I abandoned myself to the sensation of suffocating, of not having air, of not being able to think. I stared straight into the camera as I emerged from oblivion smiling, while saliva trickling down my chin and his boner, as I slammed his cock into my tongue and cheeks. "You are really slutty... It's obvious how much you like it" he commented. At one point he dropped the phone and grabbed me by the hair, holding his erection he shoved it deep into my throat. Then he started rubbing it on my lips and further down my throat and then rubbed it all over my face. Again and again. "You must smell like cock... all of you, your whole body must smell like my cock and you don't have to clean yourself, when you go out with your friend later, he must smell what you are" he grunted. Juggling my body like a doll, he undressed me and stood on top of me; I approached him my bare breasts, hard and erect nipples and he continued to fuck my throat and dry his cock on me. He pushed me backwards and pulling my legs up - resting my ankles on his shoulders - he penetrated me over and over again. I could only moan but my every moan was followed by a slap. He grabbed me by the neck and inserted three fingers into my tight pussy as his cock bumped into my thighs. He quickly fingers me and his hand from my neck sinks three fingers into my mouth, his two hands making the same movements in two opposite holes of my body. My orgasm didn't take long to arrive, his hand was covered in my fluids and he slipped it into my mouth while - still in spasms - I was being penetrated again by his cock. I licked his fingers, moaning. Then he sat up, his cock towering over me and I knew he was about to explode. I squeezed his erection, jerking off and rubbing it on my tongue, my mouth wide open in anticipation of his cum.

[B/S] MY sister and I started becoming romantically and sexually involved over a year ago (Part 1)

This is a long story but I'll try and condense it down without leaving out too much detail. For context: I'm 30M and my sister is 24. I'll call her Claudia. We're Hispanic with dark hair and both are fairly short. I'm naturally thin and occasionally work out and I like to think I'm fairly good looking. My sister grew up having a lot of weight but has since shed a lot of it and has a pretty nice frame if you're into short latinas with nice hips. She managed to keep fairly big boobs too despite how much weight she's lost. Just over a year ago I started going through a really bad breakup with a gf I was with for over a year and a half. We were living together when we broke up so we still saw each other nearly everyday and things were pretty good between us, all things considered. It was around this time that my sister, Claudia sent me a string of texts one day seemingly frantic. I glanced over the messages and gave her a call. She told me that her and her bf of five years have split up (seems like it was a time for breakups, apparently), but now that things are over, her ex started acting all crazy. The trauma she was going through isn't super important, but just know that she needed to leave her situation. My sister and I come from a pretty fucked up family, honestly. It's weird because our family might look fine from the outside; we're not broke, our parents are married, etc etc but our family has always been dysfunctional. Our mom is an alcoholic and our dad has always been verbally and psychologically abusive to us (we also have two brothers, but they're not a part of this story) but he's always been hardest with my sister. So much so, that my dad and my sister are no longer on speaking terms, which is the reason she didn't call our parents for help. My ex and I invite her to stay with us. She was in a bad spot and needed to get out fast, and buying a ticket to fly and stay with us for a while until she figures things didn't sound like a bad plan at the time. Had I known my ex was just weeks away from being in a new relationship with her coworker while we were still living together, I would have never suggested my sister stay with us. My sister showed up in town just in time for me to be a complete mess from the breakup. The split up was mutual but I genuinely thought we were getting back together after a break, I mean, we were still living together and had never broken up before. So seeing her in a new relationship so quick was a shock and that lined up right as my sister started staying with us. Looking back, I'm really glad my sister came to stay at this time. I was heading into a dark place and having her there really helped keep myself together. My sister and I have been States away from each other and only keep up from time to time through memes, but having her around now was a great opportunity to bond. My ex still lived with us but was hardly around now that she started a new relationship, she quickly started spending her nights elsewhere which was killing me. But it basically meant my sister and I had the place to ourselves and we started doing everything together. We'd cook, clean, grocery shop, and occasionally watch shows together. Eventually we both got gym memberships to a place within walking distance and started going together regularly. Claudia was helping me stick to routines and continue on with my life at a time that I just wanted to curl up and get swallowed by the world. I could tell she felt bad for me. She often saw me cry and stayed with me even in times I thought I'd rather be alone. She was really mad at my ex for moving on so quickly, but that's life sometimes. Spending all this time with Claudia was making me realize how much I really love her and all the hardships we'd been through as kids together that we just tried to ignore. I realized that I was having feelings for my little sister. Not just romantically, but sexually as well. I've been a lurker on subs like this for a long time and have always found incest to be the thing that drives me craziest, but growing up, I never thought that it'd be something I'd ever pursue in my life. But I've been watching for years as my sister has grown more and more attractive, especially after having started working out. My sister ALWAYS wears short shorts to the gym when we go together and at first, I tried really hard to be an absolute gentleman and not look at her ass at all but over time, I've cracked more and more and have caught myself basically staring while daydreaming of eating my own little sister's ass. It was around this time she just have noticed because we in were in the kitchen making dinner once and out of the blue asked, "are you more of a boobs or an ass guy?" I told her that I much preferred a nice ass to a nice pair of tits and asked her why she brought it up. She went on to say that her ex was more of a boob's guy. This is where I started to feel bold, so I said "luckily you were blessed with having both." I tried to play this off as if I were making a matter of fact statement, and just playing it cool. Inside my chest was pounding having just told my sister she has a nice body and waiting for her reply. To my relief, she took this really well and said "thanks, I guess it looks like be both have good genetics." I was cutting vegetables or something at that moment, so I wasn't looking directly at her, but I suddenly felt her gaze reach down to my waist. I played it cool and just looked at her and smiled. It was a nice moment that had me feeling hopeful that maybe she feels the same attraction. After that night, Claudia would start doing more squats at the gym and I have to say...I LOVED watching her do them. What also drove me crazy, was looking at all the other gym goers and wondering if they think we're a couple. Just the idea turned me on so much. I was seeing my little sister sweaty in tight clothes nearly everyday and it was REALLY driving me crazy. I was feeling sad that my ex is out fucking a new guy, and when I wasn't thinking about that, I was fantasizing about my own little sister. I felt really gross with myself. I didn't know if my feelings were genuine, or if I just was heartbroken and was just latching onto the next women giving me attention. Of course I love my sister, but this was different. Things took a turn when my sister and I were eating dinner at our place, just the two of us and she dropped a big emotional bomb shell on me. She told me a family friend of ours tried to touch her inappropriately years ago when we were growing up. I was really shocked by this because it's someone who my family is still in touch with. I honestly looked up to this guy, but here was my sister in tears telling about what happened. Luckily things never really escalated, but it was enough to shake my sister and scar her years later. It was when my sister told me this story that I realized I can't add to her trauma. She's here because of an abusive ex, and she's had men her whole life wanting one thing from her. I'm her big brother, I'm supposed to be protecting her and caring for her, not coming onto her and staring at her body any chance I got. Suddenly I felt disgusted in myself, thinking I was no better then these men. I swore then that I would never make a move on my sister or do anything to betray her trust. She deserved that. I was grappling with wanting to be a good older brother, but knowing that I'm secretly masturbating to my sister every night when she's just a room away. I felt bad about myself and I started wanting to be around my sister less. I thought if I didn't spend as much time together, I might get over it. It didn't last long though because my sister noticed I wasn't spending as much time with her when I was home, even looking in her direction less. She came to me one day on the verge of tears asking if she did anything wrong. I immediately hugged her and told her no, she didn't do anything. I didn't know what to say, so I blamed my actions on the breakup, saying I just wanted to be by myself for a bit. She seemed to cheer up a bit with this answer, hearing that she didn't do anything to upset me. She told me I shouldn't be spending so much time alone and that we should watch a movie later that night after dinner. That sounded great, so I agreed. As we're cleaning up after dinner that night, my sister asks what I wanted to watch. I said I wasn't sure and asked if she had anything in mind. She said no, but that she had an app with basically every movie. I said "really?" just kinda half-listening, when she says, "yeah, here take a look." She gets up from the table, holding her phone, and walks up to me. As she walks up, she gets really close to my face, then turns around, so I'm facing her back, then she suddenly leans back into me, firmly pressing her ass into my crotch. I still remember the sensation of her whole ass rubbing against me as she turned. She acts as if we've done this a hundred times. My head is basically resting on her chin, her ass pressed against me and I place my left hand firmly on her hip just enough to basically hold her in place. My subtle way of saying "I'm loving your ass against me right now". I place my right hand lazily on her right thigh as she holds her phone up closer to my face and scrolls showing me all the movie options. In hindsight, I don't think either of us were thinking about movies in that moment, but I somehow manage to choose one (Terminator 2) and I tell her I'll want to shower before we watch it since we had gotten home from the gym just before dinner. She says that's fine since she has to change anyway. As I'm in the shower, I'm really wondering if this is going the way that I think it is. I've read stories like this before on this sub, so maybe my mind was seeing things and making patterns that aren't there. I decided though, that if my sister shows up to the living room in minimal clothing (she usually wears pajama pants and t-shirt) then maybe it's a sign that she wants this also. I'm walking into the living room, freshly showered and a shirt my sister has complimented me in before, along with grey sweatpants. I basically had a heart attack when I'm approaching the couch and see my sister. She's in a pair of those tight short shorts (pink) and a really tight white shirt that hugs her breasts and exposes her midriff. She was clearly not wearing a bra. This was not normal attire for her at all, but she's acting totally like it is and I just go with it. As soon as I plop on the couch, she's all over me. She ends up in a sideways fetal position where she has her head on my crotch. I couldn't believe this was happening. We stay like this for at least a third of the movie. Eventually she gets restless and asks If I want a blanket. I say sure. She gets up and tosses a blanket over us and gets back into the same position. This time, she places a hand just inches away from my cock. I am no longer thinking about the movie. At. All. All I could think about was her hand resting on my upper thigh, the innocent demeanor she has when I stared at the back of her head watching the movie. Seemingly completely clueless to how hard I'm becoming. Does she know what she's doing?? I felt guilty for getting turned on by her, but at the same time, it only made me even harder. I felt embarrassed about my growing erection but it was too late to stop now. I was growing fully erect at this point and it ended up bumping into her hand as much I tried to prevent it. She clearly noticed because she said something like, "whoa" And that's when I kinda blew up... Not as in, cumming but rather an emotional blow up. She seemed to be in good spirit but I apologized over and over again. She went from finding my embarrassment funny, to asking if I'm ok. Here I was trying to be a good brother and not be like another creep in her life, and that our family is really fucked up, so we only have each other and I didn't want to ruin that. I also tried to rationalize things by saying I was messed up by the breakup and wasn't thinking straight. I was getting pretty emotional. I had a hard time explaining this to her at the time, but I felt no better than our family friend who tried to touch her all those years ago. She hugged me and said I was nothing like those guys. How I was sweet and tender and plus how I wouldn't want sex from her since I'm her brother. She was joking and laughed but I wasn't necessarily laughing with her. She suddenly looked at me with an expression that I'll never fully decipher, but she must have understood in that moment what was happening. We sat there for what felt like an eternity, staring at each other not as brother and sister, or friends, to but two people who no longer could hold their desires. Our lips suddenly locked and it was like an opening of the flood gates. The way my sister met me with her lips and frantically kissed me back, I knew she wanted this too. We were so aggressive and passionate with our making out, that we must have looked ravenous. I remember moments of our teeth hitting together (not hard) because we were so excited and we'd stop and laugh and kiss again. I think I remember saying something like, I can't believe we're doing this. She kissed me softly and said she's wanted me for years and missed me when I moved a few states away from our family. Next thing I know I had my sister on her back on the couch running my tongue on her neck while my hands slid there way under her shirt and I filled them both with strong handfuls of her breasts. She moaned in my mouth while I squeezed her tits. She was loving it and I was so turned on watching her throw her head back in pleasure anytime I touched her somewhere she liked. I'm a big dirty talker so I decided to whisper in her ear "do you like the way your big brother fondles your breasts?" She snapped her eyes open and looked at me with a big smile, like a kid on Christmas, before exclaiming, "god, yes. Your sister has waited so long for this." My dick was still in my sweatpants at this point, but I nearly came when I heard her say that. Clearly we're both a little fucked up and are enjoying the incest aspect of what we're doing. I use my hands to lift her shirt off and see her breasts for the first time since we were little. I can honestly say that my sister's tits are absolutely gorgeous. They're big enough to titty fuck, as I later learned, and she has light areolas that blend in nicely. I start sucking one of her nipples and she lets out a huge sigh of pleasure Suddenly, she put a hand firmly on my chest and said - wait. I stopped and looked up, and suspected she may regret doing this. My heart sinks a little wondering what she'll say next. To my relief, she stopped to ask if my ex was coming home that night. It was late, but it was still a possibility that I was too horny to properly think about. I hopped off of her and sent my ex a text asking if she's coming home that night. I made up some excuse up for wanting to know. We sat on the couch swirling tongues in each other's mouths for 15 mins before she texted me back saying she's staying at her new bf's place. For once, I was so happy to hear that answer. I told my sister and she lit up with a big smile. She jumped up from the couch and held out her hand and said "follow me." I grabbed her hand and to my surprise, she led us past her room. Ok. I guess she wants to mess around in my room. Just as we're reaching my room, she goes into the door to the right instead. The master bedroom. My ex's room. The one that used to be ours. I asked, why are we in here? She said, I want you to fuck me where you used to fuck your gf. I couldn't believe what I was hearing but she wasn't kidding. She made that clear when she seductively laid on the bed, arched her back and crossed her arms and took her shirt off with both hands like she was modeling, exposing her breasts again. I crawled into the bed after her. This is running long, so I'll be posting an update when I can.

After night club homecumming[m36, f35][oral][squirting]

I was thinking what it would be like to be in your bed when you get home from the club on Sunday. I would be totally naked and half asleep, cuddly horny. I hear you come in the door and I could feel my excitement and my dick start to grow. I’m not fully awake but I can hear the rustle as you take off your jacket and out clothes but then it continues, you must be taking of more than just the outer layers. It is silent for a short while until your bathroom light goes on. The light from the bathroom silouhettes your body and I can see the outline of your breasts and the fact that you only have on a pair of panties…… You walk over to the bed and pick up the bottom corner of the duvet and climb in I can feel your body heat and then your soft hot skin press up against my shins and then my knees and then thighs as you slid your body up mine. Your face reaches my groin and I can feel your breath on my dick, you lick between my balls and all the way up my shaft to my head. I groan and sigh and arch my hips and pray you will suck me into your mouth. You don’t quite but you do suck my dick head your lips pressed around it as you circle it with your tongue. Too soon it seems you leave it and move further up kissing your way up my stomach and chest until our mouths meet and we kiss each other deeply and hungrily our tongues exploring our mouths and my hands clamped to your ass. I use your ass as a hand hold to grind your panty clad pussy against my cock and I can feel your pussy getting wet and your lips spreading against my cock Eventually my cock is slick with your juices and I can’t wait any longer I pull your panties to the side and hold you poised over my dick with just the tip resting inside you. I put one hand on the back of your neck and pull your mouth into mine as I use my other hand to press your body and pussy down and over my cock. Slowly every inch of me presses into you and you scream silently into my mouth. Your pubic bone finally reaches mine and your clit rubs against my pubic hairs. We lie still and slowly continue to make out. You slowly start to grind your hips around same time as I kiss down your face to your neck and start to lick and suck and bite it. Your pussy is super wet and I can feel you coating my whole crotch in your juices. I can’t hold myself back any longer and I need to taste you, I flip you over and lay you in your back. I very reluctantly pull myself out of you as I start to kiss your chest down to your breasts and nipples. They are hard and I start to suck on lightly bite one while squeezing and tweeking the other. You have your eyes shut and you are groaning and moaning. I sit up and pull off your panties in one swift movement and gaze at your beautiful, swollen, drenched pussy which is just begging to be licked. I want to tease you a little more so I lick slow strokes up and down the sides of your pussy not quite touching any of the sensitive inner parts. You can’t stand it anymore and you grab the back of my head your press my face into your pussy. I manage to stick my tongue out so it slips deep into you and gets coated with loads of your pussy juice. You taste amazing and I lick up and much as I can while you moan and groan and grind your pussy against my face. I take back control and start to lick slower longer strokes, from the base of your pussy and licking all the way up to the clit. After many many strokes up and down I start to circle your clit with my tongue. At the same time I rub a finger up and down between your pussy lips to get it wet. When it is wet with your juices I slide it into and your back arches and your body tenses. I start to build up a rhythm of my tongue licking and my finger rubbing up against the front upper wall of your pussy. After all the build up it doesn’t take long and I can feel your pussy starting to contract and getting wetter and wetter, I curl my fingers in and press against your g spot which is the final straw that sets you off. Your orgasm hits you hard and your pussy clenches my finger while you start to squirt and your body convulses…..

I swallowed his cum after giving a blowjob

A few months ago, I went on a date, and as soon as dinner was over and we were in the parking lot I was already getting a mouthful, I couldn't wait to suck it and taste it after getting it out of his pants. I wasn't at all let down. I just let him use my mouth until he  was done. As he was Cumming,  I just kept swallowing it all down and didn't stop sucking him while he was moaning louder and louder,  even after he finished I just kept sucking on it. Honestly, I probably would've fucked him too if he hadn't cum so rapidly. Every time I'm out with a guy, I just get wet from the desire to suck on something.

I have sucked two cocks today and it's not even lunch time [MF]

This morning I woke up to texts from one of my FWB asking me to over and hook up. He also sent a picture of his hard cock. I didn't want to disappointed so I rushed to get ready for work and then went to his house. We didn't have a lot of time so I got to work right away. I have his a quick blowjob, and swallowed his cum. That was my breakfast. Then I got to work, got settled in and began my day. About two hours later the coworker I've been hooking up with wanted me to come with him to get coffee. So I sucked his cock in the car. Honestly I feel amazing. I'm incredibly horny, and told my coworker I'm going to bed him to fuck me later, but other than that I feel so good and sexy. Sucking cock is the best way for me to start my day and I got to do it twice and get two delicious loads.

[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter - update 15

I can't believe how incredible my daddy is I love him so much. Yesterday after getting ready we took an uber to go pick up the car at the club. We were going to a restaurant but I wanted to masturbate for my daddy in the car and ended up making a mess. My dad was upset so he fucked me really roughly in the hotel while they were cleaning the car, I came from just feeling him choking me and it was incredible. We ended up ordering room service for lunch and just stayed there until the surprise. My daddy put a blindfold on me and drove, we got out of the car and he led me by foot. He removed my blindfold and I saw we were at a dock in front of a boat (it was like on of those small yachts but I don't know the name) daddy told me he rented it for the night. He led me inside and there was a table set with food prepared. He drove the boat a little further out, and came back inside. We had dinner, it was pasta and salad with a chicken breast. After that he went back outside to adjust something on the boat and I took of my clothes leaving only the lingerie that he didn't know I was wearing. He came back and launched himself at me, it was probably the most wonderful sex we've had so far. We were both focused on pleasing each other, he made me cum like every 5 minutes and I made him cum 5 throughout a few hours. We fell asleep there and he woke up early to drive us back. He woke me up by eating me out and we're still in the boat getting ready to leave. I can't believe how much I love my daddy, there's nothing I want more than to just be by his side. We'll write more later on what happens the rest of the day

Wake up call [sleep] [CNC] [M29, F29] [spooning] [panties to the side]

got up to pee, I’m not sure what time it was, but it was still dark so it had to be late. On my way back from the bathroom I had to use the walls as my guild so I didn’t smack my face on the door frame. As I climbed back into the warm bed and snuggled up next to her, my girlfriend shifted in her sleep. I loved when I was the big spoon, I could hold her tight and feel her heart beat with my arm wrapped around her. Normally she would wear sweats to bed. She was always freezing and slept under about 1000 blankets. It took me a few hours of being in bed to finally be cool enough to get all the way under. I always wore boxers to bed, if I could I would sleep naked. As I pulled in close, I realized she wasn’t wearing any sweats, she was in panties! Oh man I was in a pickle...as soon as I pressed my body against hers I felt my dick begin to swell in my boxers. I tried so hard to suppress the flexing that began to throb. Even with it being dark and under covers, I could FEEL her firm ass pressed against me. The more I thought of how sexy she was laying there fast asleep, the harder my dick began to throb. Just as I was about to pull away, she moved again, slowly grinding her hips into me. This couldn’t be happening. She was fast asleep...why would she be egging me on like this?? I decided to grind back, feeling my hard cock press in between her ass cheeks through only two thin layers of fabric. It was over for me...i was past the point of no return. I was going to fuck her or excuse myself to take care of my situation. Deprivation leads to the unbelievable yearning. I began to run my hands down her side, down her arm, to her waist, then to her ass, caressing her outer thigh with my fingertips. I lightly ran my hand over her pantie line, trying to find the best way to approach this. I followed her panty line all the way around the front of her body until my hand was directly above her pussy, resting my hand on her stomach, sliding one finger at a time below the lining of her underwear. I paused every few seconds to listen to her breathing, if she woke up there was a chance this could all be ruined. My cock was fully hard now, pressed firmly against her ass, begging to be set free. I adjusted my self and pulled my boxers down, removing one layer of fabric from the mix. I positioned my throbbing cock lower on her ass cheeks, almost right in between her thighs. I was so close, it was warm and the feeling of her panties rubbing on my cock made me see stars. She did it again!! She gyrated her hips into me...moving one leg up slightly, allowing my dick to press directly against her pussy. I need to get those panties out of the way...I reached my hand to her hip and began to slide her panties down. I realized this wouldn’t work because she was laying on them and I wouldn’t be able to get them all the way off... I abandoned that idea and pulled her panties back up. I decided the only way to get to her was to pull her panties to the side. I wanted to tease myself some more so I slowly began rubbing the tip of my dick against the outside if her panties, grinding against her and feeling the warmth from between her legs drive me wild. With one finger I hooked the edge of their panties near her pussy and pulled to the side. With my other hand I gently felt with my finger tips until I felt it...she was wet, her pussy was dripping. I licked the sweet juices from my fingers and slowly guided my dick in between her legs. I felt the tip reach her lips and I rubbed up and down, lubricating my throbbing cock with her pussy juices. I pushed inside, my dick sliding into her tight pussy, and I stopped. She was still sleeping!! This was wrong, but so fucking good. I could feel the warmth of her pussy gripping me as I slid deeper, more than just the tip. I used one hand to spread her ass cheeks as I began to slowly fuck her. I could hear how wet she was, as I pumped my dick deeper and deeper with every thrust, the sticky wet sound sent me flying, I closed my eyes and tried to focus on not blowing my load. That’s when I heard it...a moan, a soft light moan escaped her lips as she was finally awoken from sleep, with my cock buried inside her. She reached her hand behind her and pulled my hips into her with every thrust, inviting me to fuck her harder. “Oh god!!!” She moaned, still half asleep and woozy. I stayed silent, letting her fully wake up to what was happening. I reached around in front of her again and slid my hand down her panties. She was awake now so I took my chances. I found her clit and began to massage it as I continued to fuck her. She grabbed my hand and said “You’re gonna make me cum if you do that!” “That’s the point...” I whispered and continued to tease her clit with my fingers “I want you to cum with me babe, I want to feel your hot load inside me!” She moaned back to me. “You say when and I’ll be right there with you.” I replied “Choke me while you fuck me babe!” She demanded. I reached my hand from her panties, my fingers wet from the pussy juices dripping down her legs, and I reached for her mouth making her taste her own juices before I wrapped my fingers around her throat. As I squeezed I could feel her pussy clench tighter, she was close. She reached her own hand down her panties and began to play with her clit. I squeezed harder. Then I felt it... her pussy convulsed and she began to quiver. “Cum with me!” She strained I released her throat and grabbed her hip from the side and pounded her pussy, slapping our bodies together until I exploded. Deep inside her I felt her flex her muscles while I came. We laid there in each other’s arms for a moment, then took turns cleaning up. “Were you asleep for that?” She asked “No but you were.” I replied smartly “That was a great way to be woken up!” She laughed. We climbed back into bed and I checked my phone, 2:45am. still plenty of time to get a good night sleep.

[F24] My amazing experiences to truck drivers

Dear readers, I am 24. I would love to share this incident with all redditors. I had very good demand for my looks and I am very proud of them. Soon after few months with my relationship to my boyfriend \[M26\], I could sense my bf was taking good care of me and providing all comforts but was not advancing on intimacy or sexual pleasures. So I started wearing exposing outfits when at home but still he would not show any attention to me. I would kiss him on his cheek and lip for which he too kissed back but he would stop there. I slowly discovered from my bf’s chat on his telegram account that he had cuckold feelings as he always would click my pics and later he would share them with other men in the group and enjoy their dirty chats on my pics. He also enjoyed watching cuckold porn and masturbating using his hands. I felt bad and got depressed a lot wanted to complain to my family and breakup with him but stayed silent because of the reputation and society. I also fought with him for this reason but he still took good care of me. As time passed things became normal between us and I understood his feeling but I was very much sex deprived, I used to get horny when watching any romantic and intimate scene in movies. I also used my fingers to rub my clit and orgasm while watching porn but I wanted a real man to experience the pleasure. I expressed my interest to have sex with other men and my bf was so happy and excited. While discussing how to find a genuine person, and maintain privacy and safety. my bf suggested he knew a friend of his who too was a cuckold like him and he had trustable contact numbers of a few men. We spoke to this couple who were discussing their experiences then we got to know about a friend \[M31\] where truck drivers from far places halted during their long journey trips. The couple had their best experience with these men as they were very tall and well-built. Had manly Physic like a thick beard and hairy body. As their long journey trips take weeks, these truck drivers were also very much sex deprived and were very horny as they stayed away from their partners without having sex. Imagining their experience I too wanted to try it with these drivers, My boyfie too was excited to watch them getting wild on me. We took the contact number and pics of a few drivers, from this couple and contacted the drivers for a weekend stay, most of them were not available as they were far away, but we found a driver reaching town the next day ( Saturday ) around 11 pm. His name was Phillip and in the WhatsApp DP pic, he looked around 40 years of age with a little white beard and thick moustache and had tied his long hair behind. We prepared for the experience, we booked a good hotel room nearby but had to travel a few km from the highway into the city. On checking with Phillip he said that he will park his truck somewhere safe as there were goods in it and had to park it in a safe place, a place that had few known people who would keep a watch. So we planned to pick up Phillip from the address on the highway in our car to the room. I planned to get dressed in a mini skirt and a tight-fitting top with loose hair. As I wanted to tease Phillip at first sight and enjoy him getting tempted. I applied reddish pink lipstick and slight hanging earnings. The next day arrived, we planned to reach to the location at 9:30 Pm and we left around 8 pm. We reached the place as planned and waited for Phillip, there were many trucks and many truck drivers were resting. Many drivers were hugely built and I was turning slightly horny watching them and imagining how they would handle a sex-deprived bitch. Finally, a truck entered and my boyfie’s phone rang, it was Phillip. My boyfie went to welcome him and bring him to the car while I stayed in the car. I finally saw Phillip walking towards the car with my boyfie. Phillip was so tall around 6.2 Feet, with broad shoulders, a thick beard and a moustache, he wore a big stud on his ear, and his muscular hands had a thick bangle-like metal around his wrist. And his thick fingers had silver rings. Watching all this I couldn’t control getting horny. He was so huge walking beside my boyfie. I was slightly getting scared on one side and on the other was feeling shy. Once he came to the car I pretended to scroll through the phone not knowing how to react, my boyfie knocked on the car window glass signalling me to get down to greet Phillip, so I too got down and smiled at Phillip but he was busy running his eyes up and down my body. My boyfie opened the front door and asked Phillip to get in, and I got in the back seat. But Phillip denied sitting in front and opened the back door and sat beside me. My boyfie felt excited and smiled at me I acted innocent and was shy and smiled back at him. Phillip knew I was shy and he started a few conversations with me, he complimented me on my looks. He came near me and I could sense him smelling my hair I got so very horny and was waiting for him to initiate. While my boyfie drove he also was continuously looking in the rearview mirror at what was happening behind him. Phillip unable to bear the temptation held my hips and pulled me closer to him and locked his lip with mine, his lip was trying to open mine, I eased my lips a little then he started sucking my lip. I started breathing heavily and my heart started pumping fast. I lost control and started sucking his too and inserted my tongue into his mouth and explored it. He too grew bolder and started sucking my tongue and then took turns sucking each other. I got wild and climbed on his lap to get more access to his mouth, my loose hairs covered his face and I could feel his hands massaging my clit over my pants, I got wild and bit his lips hard and we continued for a while and my boyfie finally stopped the car as the Oyo room arrived. my bf called me to gain my attention and our lips separated and I got back consciousness. We stepped out of the car but my heart was still beating quick. I didn’t want to lose the mood so I quickly checked into the room while Phillip and my boyfie followed. Me and Phillip hugged he ran his hands through my back feeling my figure, while I was feeling his well-built chest and smelling his body smell. He was sweaty, but I liked the sweaty smell of men a lot. As Phillip had travelled continuously I could sense he was tired, but I was in the mood and wanted to show him how much I missed a real man, so I helped him remove his shirt and pants and pushed him to the bed. He was naked now with a huge 8-inch to 9-inch dick and hairs around it. My mouth started watering automatically I couldn’t take my eyes off his dick. I too quickly removed my dress, panties and bra and was naked too. Once I was naked I could see Phillip’s dick become erect to the fullest. I wanted to enjoy every body part of this bull. I started from his toes, smelt his feet, kissed them, ran my tongue over them, moved to his thighs and then to his under balls region it was smelling so heavily of his sweat I inhaled it taking a long breadth and licked it and ran my tongue over his balls and then started sucking his balls, Phillip couldn’t control the pleasure and held my hair and guided my mouth to his dick, I understood what he wanted and ran his dick deep inside my throat as much as I could and pulled it out. With just one stroke Phillip became a monster held my hair hard and started stroking his dick mercilessly into my mouth, I felt it difficult to manage his long dick sliding inside my mouth but I liked the dominant nature of Phillip and didn’t want to stop it. After a few strokes, I started to almost cough and vomit due to his deep throat penetration. Phillip let my hair free seeing me struggle, now it was my turn to dominate him so I helped him wear a condom then climbed on him took my nipples to his lips, pressed them hard and made him suck in cowgirl position and adjusted my hole to his dick and started riding him mercilessly, I could sense Phillip too was matching my rhythm moving up and down. I couldn’t control it and continued ridding him as fast as I could, I started sweating completely and was dripping, after a few minutes I could sense Phillip relax a bit which was an indication of he had cummed, since he had his condom I couldn’t sense his cum flow inside, but I was in no mood stopping I continued ridding. After a few minutes, I too orgasmed and leaked my fluids then fell on his chest completely tired. Our sweaty bodies were completely wet. I still wanted to get up and ride him again but did not have the energy. I turned to see my boyfie sitting on the chair in the room, he had cummed too and the floor under him was wet with cum, but seeing me he was still jerking with pleasure on his face. Then Phillip had gone to sleep, and I too slept on his chest and we woke up the next day morning. Since it was Sunday we stayed the entire time in bed exploring each other, while my boyfie bought us breakfast and lunch. Phillip was wilder today as he had rested and was full of energy. He banged me every 2 hours till evening. I was completely tired but didn’t want to stop him. I did all possible things that I watched in porn, doggy style, cowgirl, missionary, sitting on each other faces while the other person licked the ass, armpits licking… etc etc… I felt the pleasures like in heaven. Me and my boyfie also took a few trustable contacts of other truck drivers from Phillip and each of them was looking so ruff and like bulls wilder than Phillip. These truck drivers were very ruff and dominant, they even humiliated my boyfie, but to my surprise he too likes it.

[B/s] Blowjob bet with my (23M) little sister (18F) - Update #10

Our baby girl is due in the next few weeks, and we are beyond excited. Maggie has had an incredibly smooth pregnancy, and even told me she “Quite enjoys” being pregnant. She looks fucking fantastic. A little ridiculous, but fantastic. A big baby bump on her small body makes it so her belly is the first thing your attention is drawn to. She’s only 4’10 and even with being pregnant she’s 115 pounds. It doesn’t help that at the house she’ll keep the heat at almost 80 and saunter around the house nude. She knows how to keep me distracted. She’s glowing, though. I don’t know if it’s just because she’s pregnant with MY baby, but everytime I look at her she just looks incredibly beautiful and happy. And the sex is amazing, despite being restricted in positions our sex has never been more enjoyable or pure. Don’t even get me started on her engorged breasts. Yes, I love her a-cups, they’re absolutely beautiful, but having flesh piles to play with is also a lot of fun. She’ll normally ride me since it’s most comfortable. If my hands aren’t playing with her tits, they’re on her hips helping her move once she’s tired. Maggie thinks it is gross, and maybe it is, but being so pregnant she might skip a day or two showering sometimes, and I kind of love it. I don’t know if it’s her giving off some sort of pregnancy pheromone or something, but I absolutely love her natural smell and taste. Sometimes I even ask her to skip a shower and she looks at me like I’m crazy, but she always obliges. Besides that, I love when we bathe together, I’ll fill the tub and get in, letting her sit on my lap. I’ll hold my arms around her as we either just relax together or have sex. I’ll wash her curly hair and rub soap over her body as she leans back against me and relaxes. She already started talking about another baby before the first is even born. I told her to slow down, and we should wait a few years before we think about another, and she looked at me like I was crazy. We agreed to talk about it more after our daughter is born. I think she’s just baby crazy for obvious reasons and she’ll think clearly once she gives birth. Maggie wants six kids, six I’m inclined to give her, but her doctor reccomended no more than three since pregnancy can have harsher effects on smaller bodies. If the birth goes as smoothly as the rest of her pregnancy, we may end up with a dozen little ones. We’re not sure exactly how or when we’d break the news to our children about the nature of our relationship, but we have plenty of time to think about it. My friend sent me a TikTok the other day with a message “You and your sister”. The TikTok was a girl saying “Every town has siblings that everyone thinks is banging.” It has been hard not to show additional affection to Maggie out in public, and I know I’ve failed. Sometimes without thinking I’d plant one on her lips out in public or grab her ass, and be nervous the rest of the day that someone we knew might have seen. We both just want to move far away, something I’m already looking into. We’d have to if we want to live the life we dream of. That’s all I got this time. Later.

Woke up with my cock in her mouth

So last month me my GF were at our friends house and we spent night together for the first time during the night we had a very good sex session she screamed out loud like people can actually hear us through the walls.That night we slept around 3 am in the midnight too exhausted to move even. Morning while i was deep asleep i felt something down there like a hand around my cock it was soft, i was wearing my night lower her hand was inside it, i opened my eyes and it was her. She saw i am awake she suddenly moved her face towards my cock n took it out made eye contact with me while playing with it and she starting taking it in her mouth that was the most incredible moment of ny life getting hard in my gf's mouth was a dream come true to me. She slowly started stroking it playing with it, she sucked it and mde it hard as rod.I took out her boobs fondled them pinched her nipples, they are the most perfect one in this world you can check on our profile;) She sucked me for 5 minutes and stroked my cock up abd down and i cane on her face it was amazing she cane to my arms we both kissed and had a session again. I will tell you about it in next part :)

(20m)Got a bj form a milf at a party.

So when I was 18 I went to a party it was my mums mates house it was a normal party alcohol and food what’s not to love. So as the night went on everyone was getting more and more drunk and chatting and having a laugh with karaoke and just chatting . I was about to get a top up on my drink till a woman came up to and whispered in my ear do you want to have some fun kinda worrying that someone would see me go off with her but I aged as she was really good looking she was probably in her 30 maybe 20s she look amazing. She took me to the top floor and found a room I was hoping no one would come in or even see me. Out of no where she took her top off and at this point I was shocked like her tit where breathtaking don’t know sizes but they where big. She then went on her knees and started to undo my trousers and took my cock out to my surprise she said it was a pretty good size better then what she thought . Then she started to touch it her hands where so soft it was like fucking amazing, after a while she started to suck me off it was like a hoover I was sad that I didn’t last that long but definitely the best nut of my life . I then had to help her out as she helped me out so she took her pants off and ask me to go down on her this was my first time doing it so I was probably shit but I tried my best while I ate her out, she said it was pretty good witch I was shocked by as I was kinda just winging it after awhile we stoped. she got changed I kinda was hoping to fuck her but never happened she did say we should do this agin maybe next time I see you. witch I’m hoping for more then a bj and eating her out . She then left the room and said bye a little while later I went down stairs to the party, my mum ask where I was I told her I was talk to people getting to know everyone she lucky believe me and after that I went home. Sorry for bad spellings and granger also not good at telling story’s of my life so sorry if it’s bad

[S/S] [M/D/D] The Sisters Grimm: Valentine's Day with Mom (Update 18, probably)

Again, today's obviously *not* Valentine's Day. Look, the 14th was a *busy* fucking day. Of fucking. Duh. I'm not gonna cover everything that happened but I'll get the main event. This will be the final update with Mom for several months, most likely. So I'll try to be faithful and make it memorable. It certainly was for me. Disclaimer(s): This story features a hell of a lot of smut. Obviously. It's fucking Valentine's Day, what did you expect us to be doing all day long. Our names are Marina (31 - author, narrator), Alexa (30 - ate a pint of ice cream for breakfast today) and Mom (Age classified - addicted to Ancient Aliens shows). Yes, we are real sisters and she's our actual mother. No, we are under no obligations to "prove it," nor send pics or videos no matter how much you ask or try to call BS or whatever. Oh, and no, we still don't accept dick pics. **All sex acts were performed by fully consenting and utterly shameless total sluts aged 18+. Remember, consent is sexy.** \--- I woke up quite early, my sleep schedule entirely out of sync at this point. So basically normal for me. But I knew for a fact that today was gonna be chock-full of some of the kinkiest shit that's ever graced that bed of ours. Which, admittedly, isn't actually saying a lot. I think a lot of people are under the impression that I'm kinkier than I am. In reality I love free-use and playful sex but I'm not really into BDSM or rough sex or anything like that. I have a lot of respect for people who are into that, but it's just not my thing, that's all. That said, I'm always open to new experiences, but I digress. I'm sorry, I go on tangents a lot. Although I guess that a mother / two daughters threesome is pretty fucking kinky by most people's standards so I dunno, maybe just a shift in perspective ought to do some good for me. It's whatever. I woke up at about 7ish AM, I think. God help me, I know. That's just how sleep disorders work. Anyway, after a quick shower, I got all nice and dressed and made-up because I wanted to give Mom a little sexy tease to start off the holiday. She gets up quite early for work, so unlike my sister and I, she's used to being an early-riser. I put on this short teal-blue sundress with black and white accents, displaying plenty of cleavage in a cut-out middle, of course. Some winged eyeliner. Bold pink lipstick. Did my hair up really nicely, too. Appreciate the advice from a couple fellow Redditors, by the way, who greatly helped me with my makeup and accessories, and I apologize for the pic spam I sent them and taking their time. Thanks, friends! I was in a proper take-no-prisoners mindset. My sister actually woke up before Mom did, and it was about 10AM by this point, somewhere around there. I guess we really tired Mom out last night. Alexa herself looked like crap, all disheveled and stumbling over herself as she got some water from the fridge before firing up the shower. Once she got out, though, she took one look at me and grinned with the most devilish little stare. I could tell she was undressing me with her eyes, so I put down my phone and leaned back and gave her a nice little show. Naturally, it didn't take long before my lipstick became her lipstick as well. Although, again, we parted our affections once more. Mom's got dibs on us today. Alexa, likewise, went into the bathroom and got dressed and made up very quietly, putting on this absolutely slick dress. White top with an olive maxi skirt with a cut all the way up to her bare hip. I gotta say, she *has* to wear more leggy outfits like that. Meanwhile, Mom got up shortly after and headed into the kitchen, still butt-naked from the night before. None of us made any comment and simply greeted her with a "Hey Mom!" as she walked past. Her drowsy eyes took no note of us, however, and soon she headed back with a drink in her hand to go get ready. Now the question was, was she or wasn't she game for Valentine's Day sex? Alexa and I were talking this through for a while, actually. See, we instigated the sex the past couple times but Mom never really got the chance, herself. And we didn't think that was fair. So, yes, we were dressed to kill. But we said to ourselves, you know what? We're not gonna force anything. If she wants it, she'll let us know. It's inappropriate for us to keep taking charge like this. It's Valentine's Day, and we'd celebrate it how we always do every year. By getting dressed up real nice, going on a lovely date together, and then fucking each other so comprehensively that we risk dehydration from the squirting alone. But that's been our thing. Mom was never a part of that until now. And truthfully we were fine with that. We don't want to pressure her, it's not right. If she wants it, she'll let us know. And then she emerged from the bedroom wearing an absolutely diabolically gorgeous little black dress, showing plenty of leg and *pleeenty* of cleavage. It had one of those little peek-a-boo windows in it, too, so you could see the cleavage going all the way down. *Fuck*. She knew *exactly* what we liked. Her dark wine lipstick-coated lips curled into a smile upon seeing her daughters in beautiful (and slutty) little dresses of our own. I guess we all had the same idea after all. Meanwhile, like just about everywhere else (except Australia which as we all know is a myth anyway), it's the dead of winter and it's fucking cold outside. So we ended up going out to lunch wearing rather conservative jackets anyway which was kind of a waste, I'll admit. But knowing what Mom had under there was driving me absolutely mad. And she was giving us glances the whole time as we chatted over lunch at this little sushi place in town. You know, like doing that thing where she sticks out her tongue a bit too much when she's eating, or just overtly staring at our tits and grinning. Stuff like that. She was clearly, hundred percent, in heat. Which I guess, if any day's appropriate, it'll be this one. That said, we actually had a fairly civilized normal conversation. And I made it clear about my intentions with her. After all, I didn't want her to just be fucking for our sakes, basically. That'd also feel wrong of me. We both told her straight-up that we wouldn't instigate anything this time. If it happens, great. But otherwise nothing will happen between her and us, and we're both fine with that. Mom took it well enough. She actually genuinely appreciated our candor and told us that she wasn't forcing anything. We'd been testing our boundaries for the past couple of days. Mom and I, Mom and Alexa, us three together. Just learning our wants, needs, likes, and dislikes. It turns out that Mom does have a bit of a freaky side. But I won't get into her specific fetishes because that'd be inappropriate of me to discuss. Nevertheless, we found a lot of sexual common ground between us. For example, she's been getting more into the idea of free-use, though hasn't fully committed to it yet like we have. All this was basically done just so Mom can get to know us, and us know Mom, as partners like any other FWB. Although Mom was *far* from being a normal FWB, obviously. Mom paid the bill for us, very kind of her, and Alexa drove us home. We slipped out of our heels and into our comfy fake Ugg slippers and put our feet up on the coffee table, us two on either side of Mom again. And, just like the previous update, Mom started petting our heads a bit. And we just fell right into her arms like a couple of little puppies. I looked up at her and smiled and told her, "I love you so much, Mom." She kissed our heads, relaxed a bit, then dropped a bit of a bomb on us. "I love you too," she started out, "You're my babies. My sweet, sexy babies." *Sexy?!* Oh boy. What a way to get the engines fired up. Hah. But, again, we didn't instigate it. Instead, she gently raised my chin up and gave me a deep, beautiful tongue kiss to reward me for my compliment. Then after parting, swung around to my sister. "I love you both so much..." she smiled as Mom and Alexa shared an even deeper, more passionate kiss. "Oh, Mom..." Alexa purred as Mom pulled away from her and kissed me again, my right hand instinctively going for one of her absolutely amazing breasts. Mom immediately latched onto my hand and pressed it firmly against her chest and I squeezed her right boob hard, something I knew by now was a near-foolproof turn-on method. She jumped up a little and breathed in sharply as Alexa and I both squeezed each of her melons, the both of us moving to kiss the nape of her neck. Not a doubt in my mind, Mom was in absolute Heaven. It's been like 3 days and we've still not gotten used to Mom's hands on us. They have the same aphrodisiac effects that they did when she first touched our boobs, and naturally when she grabbed a handful of each of ours, we both yelped in unison, moaning with pleasure the whole time. She knew *exactly* how to set us off. Her hands expertly worked a strap loose on each of our outfits, and my sister and I undid the rest of our dresses together in front of her. With one of our hands on each of Mom's succulent breasts and the other on the back of our heads, Alexa and I met tongue-first, furiously clicking and clacking our matching tongue piercings together and giving Mom an amazing front-row seat to the show. Apparently she was enjoying it very much, indeed, because I felt her hand move to my back, running lower and lower and lower, finally ending at my ass and giving each of us a good, loving rubbing. Eventually we simply couldn't take it anymore and had to move to the bedroom, where my sister and I collapsed on top of one another, still heavily and sloppily making out. Mom, meanwhile, came to the head of our bed and lovingly pet each of our heads as our tongues continued their traditional mating ritual. My sister gave me a bit of a slap on my ass, making me giggle in pleasure and returning the favor with her. "Ow!" she yelped and playfully hit my shoulder. And before things could escalate any farther, Mom stepped in. "Oh come on, girls, you never play nicely," she said in the *sexiest fucking voice I have ever heard in my life!!* We immediately stopped and took note of this absolute boss of a woman standing over us, petting us affectionately. She was a goddamn queen. In that moment, she could've asked me to do *anything* she wanted and there wouldn't have been any question. "Sorry, Mommy..." Alexa pouted, eliciting this fucking sexy-ass grin- Okay, I'm sorry for playing this up like this but *come on*. Like yes, she's probably not to everyone's taste in reality but this woman had us eating out of the palm of her hand. I apologize but *fuck*, it was hot. Anyway, then she makes things *even worse*. "Now kiss and make up." You didn't need to ask us twice. My sister and I just looked at each other, smiled, and eagerly resumed our tongue-fight, with Mom complimenting her "sweet little angels." She was really getting into it, admittedly. Although it's still tough to say if it was a spur-of-the-moment thing or if she's really discovering a fetish for this but *like we gave a fuck*. My sister and I were both so caught up in it that we didn't care at all. I mean, Christ, could we get any luckier if we tried. I climbed up and straddled my sister, our dresses now thoroughly moistened by our precum, and Mom gave my back a nice scratching and massaging as Alexa and I teased each other's pussies. Well, we were before Mom took over, anyway. Our breathing synced up with one another as Mom pet each of us ever so gently as always, just her middle finger teasing a bit like a man sticking a foot in the door just an inch or so at a time. We both hum and purr with pleasure as I dip down and kiss Alexa again, Mom still lightly teasing both of our fully exposed kitties. And then, without a word, she doesn't go with just one. She goes with *three fingers* in one shot. We both gasp at the sudden onslaught to our senses, and Mom absolutely does *not* relent. She's a woman on a mission. She slips in between our legs, and still fingering my sister, goes right for eating me out. I scream and howl with pleasure as her tongue invades and finds my most sensitive areas with remarkable, practiced ease. Other than my sister, no one's *this* good with me. It's borderline insane. Then she swaps places, replacing her fingers in me and shooting her tongue into Alexa instead. Mom's amazing prowess made Alexa suddenly deeply gasp for breath, hugging me tightly like an animal instinctively clinging onto a tree. And then she said it. "*Cum for me, babies."* Was all I heard. Was all the both of us needed to hear. We couldn't even form coherent words. My sister and I just clutched onto each other for dear life and grunted like a couple of wild cavemen as we both instantly erupted all over our poor mother's face. Our combined juices made Mom yelp and cough from the overwhelming amount of fluid that came rushing back at her. Then, unexpectedly, laughter from Alexa. "Hey," she giggled, "You *did* ask us to cum for you!" That we did, Alexa. My *God*, that we did. That was incredible. Mom first raised me up and leaned me back into her waiting arms and gave me a lovely, sloppy tongue kiss as a reward. I couldn't help but note as we kissed, "Mmh... your face tastes just like our pussies," eliciting a warm but devilish smile from our most perverted parent. Then, of course, she shares the love with Alexa, bending down and kissing her on the bed. It wasn't long until, obviously, Mom found her way onto the bed as well. Unlike us, Mom did actually have panties on. Although they left quite literally nothing to the imagination; they were a pair of red lace panties with a cut in the middle for easy access. My sister and I both looked at this wondrous marvel peeking through the slit in the panties and licked our lips before spreading her legs wide. Of course we didn't start with the pussy right away. We wanted to drive Mom *crazy*. It was Valentine's Day, after all, we had to make her feel loved and appreciated. So we started first with the inner thighs. Alexa worked her way up to the hem of Mom's dress, finally coaxing her out of it via her legs. As she lifted up her legs to get rid of the dress, I couldn't help but notice her beautiful ass rearing up right next to my face, her hole casually peeking out at me from behind the thin string of fabric. Although we'd not discussed anal yet, so that's off-limits for now. Next we both moved up to her gorgeous, beautiful breasts, which were immediately hard as if on instinct alone before our mouths even touched them. Her nipples stood so prominently, you could suck and bite on them and they felt similar to, say, the tip of a nose. They were absolutely incredible. I literally could've sat there and sucked on Mom's amazing nipples all day and be entirely content. But we had to settle for about 10 minutes before Mom got antsy and gently pushed our heads down, sensing we'd both need some extra coaxing to detach from those marvels she calls breasts. We worked our way down and finally, after a solid 20-odd minutes of foreplay, made contact with the place of our birth, peeling away her panties to the left and tongue-kissing with her clit. Mom shrieked out with pleasure as she grabbed both our heads and pressed them firmly to her pussy lips, our faces rubbing up against one another as we vigorously licked. Yesterday we learned that Mom can only take at most 3 fingers, so I obliged there by pulling back and letting Alexa have the lion's share of her clit as I teased and worked the G-spot. I sat up and moved to Mom's right and gave her amazing tits a nice massage -- they were a handful for just one person to handle, after all. And before long, her dam was about to burst as well. "Oh my God, yes girls! I'm cumming! Oh my God, I'm *cumming!!*" Mom screamed out in pleasure as she again fired her trademark single squirting shot directly into Alexa's awaiting mouth, my fingers combing the top of her spasming pussy when they weren't busy being crushed. She remained high on cloud nine for a solid minute and change, her legs shaking and finally relaxing as she collapsed in a puddle of sweat, cum, and loose morals. We both followed suit, falling beside her into her awaiting arms. And, again, took turns sloppily making out with Mom, then each other, then a three-way parting kiss. We weren't spent after this, not by a long shot. But this story's long enough so I'll leave you with this brief summary. After we left, I went back to texting some friends and Alexa and I played some more MS Flight Sim (I'm getting the hang of it, finally). Alexa went to the bathroom once and stayed in the bedroom with Mom for a suspiciously long time. Then I had a turn with Mom afterwards when I did the same. Just a quickie, only about 15 minutes apiece. But hey, we have a lot to work through and we're doing it constructively as a family. Yeah, I can't say that with a straight face. Look, we're hypersexuals and we're in heat and it's fucking Valentine's Day, you happy? Fuck. After that, Alexa and I had alone time together without Mom's intervention. As per our yearly tradition. And it was tender, loving, warm, and absolutely incredible. Just to be real for a second here, but I really don't feel like I deserve this woman sometimes. I find her to be the most beautiful person in the whole wide world. I love her dearly, as a sister, a partner, and a best friend. Regardless of whatever else happens, I'm blessed to have her in my life, and I'm so grateful for each time I wake up next to her. I know you read these, Alexa. I know I've told you this a million times by now. But you're the light in my darkness. Happy Valentine's Day, love bug. I love you more than anyone else in the world. <3 \--- Also meatloaf recipe coming soon. It's Mom's recipe, actually, so I'll ask her today to have it written down the way she does it since, as we all know, there's just something about a recipe when Mom makes it as opposed to you making it. Although there is an issue, it's a slow-cooked meatloaf so the cooking time's like 8 hours long. So I can't really write a proper update about that. Instead I'll include the recipe in the comments of the next update if I remember, someone please remind me, thanks!

First dates always get BJs from me.

Giving my dates a BJ at the end of the first date has become a habit for me. It's always struck me as a sweet way to express gratitude for a wonderful evening. A few weeks ago, I went on a date, and as soon as dinner was over and we were in the parking lot, I could already feel my mouth watering. In fact, I did make him a promise to do it for him if we had a good night throughout our chats. My word is my bond. I was genuinely excited to get it out of his pants, see what he was carrying, and taste it. I wasn't at all let down. I simply allowed him to use my mouth until he was finished and content! I simply continued to swallow it all down while continuing to suck him (I've been told this feels really amazing). Even after he finished, I simply continued sucking I worked on it until he was happy and gave me the thumbs up. In all honesty, he probably would have gone all the way with him if he hadn't cumulated so rapidly. I quite adore and enjoy doing it, especially if I'm smoking cannabis because I've always had an oral obsession. The want to suck on something only intensifies.

[m/s] I’m (20) Sharing a hotel room with my mom (52)

Things seem to be starting to pick up speed now. A few hours after my post I was watching TV with my parents and my dad had a headache so decided to go to be early. It was just me and my mom left and at first nothing happened as we sat watching Netflix for about half an hour.But then seemingly out of nowhere my mom turned to me and said she was a bit hot and proceeded to take off her T-shirt without breaking eye contact revealing her lacey black bra. Eye could see her areolas through gaps and I was wondering instantly rock hard. I think my mom noticed this as she looked down and said “looks like he needs to be released”. I was shocked by this advance and couldn’t think of anything to say. After a few moments of awkward silence she said “Come on then! Get it out”, to which I followed her instructions and removed my joggers and boxers to release my now throbbing cock. She then instructed me to stroke it “just like you did yesterday”, I happily obliged and started to complement my moms body in between moans. She gave me words of encouragement saying “good boy” “keep going” every now and then. Within 5 minutes I came all over my belly and my mom let out a “wow”. My mom then got up and said “I’ll be cleaning your room again tomorrow morning, make sure you’re ready”. At this point I think her intentions are pretty clear but how do I encourage her to get involved and maybe masturbate with me?

[M/S] got drunk and slept with my mom

It was another boring trash friday night not doing shit just staying home doing nothing so me m21 and my mom f42 thought me trying wine for the first time would be fun. I'm a lightweight so it didn't take long for me to feel somthing and i assume her too. We finished the whole bottle while talking til almost 1 am about random stuff. The more we drank the better the stories got. It was actually turning out to be one of more memorable times i've had just with her. I would have learned a lot if i wasn't drinking. Near the end it ended up in her room bc she wanted to show me a picture except i don't even think we got to that part. She was on the bed sitting and i think she just said fk it bc she interrupted whatever i was saying and just asked "do you wanna have sex". I don't think ill ever feel more frozen and choked up then i was right there. We stared for what felt like forever and all i could say was probably the quietest yes ever while barely nodding. I was so shocked but i was trying hard not to act it. I had the biggest scared/anxiety/excited feelinging in my throat ever when she said those words and the way she looked. She pointed at where the condoms were in her room and all we did was turn the lights off and go under the covers. It was so awkward at first that she almost backed out because nothing was happening (i was still frozen inside) she went to roll over to get up and i in the moment pulled back on her shoulder and started making out. Thank god drinking made me forget i was anxious some what so i focused and she complimented me saying i was good at kissing. Basically after that we didn't leave the bed. She slowly took my dick out and i somewhere got the confidence to tell her to use her mouth, which she did in the dark and it was crazy. Like i can't believe she sucked the soul out of me. it was so good i used my phone to watch her nice ass lips suck dick. And i'll admit. i made out with her again after she sucked my dick. usually don't do that. But yea my phone is getting laggy writing so much i guess. I'll just say i fucked her hard. honestly it was the hottest sex i ever had. Should we keep going? we had sex the morning after and that was it. No mention of it since. i'm conflicted as fk. Also i forgot to mention my mom is 2 times divorced once to my real dad once to my step dad and we've been living just us for 5 years now ((: probably important so yk there's no cheating involved

[B/S] I (19M) had a nice night with my sister (23F) Part 2 (Reupload)

Hey y'all, so as I mentioned in my last post, that event took place on December 20th, and this one takes place on December 24th and 25th.. I just didn't want to include it in my last post, as it would have been over 10 paragraphs together. So here's this: So at around 6pm on Christmas Eve, I arrived at my parent's house as we all celebrate together, and I asked my mom where I could put my presents and overnight bag. She told me I could put them in the guest bedroom, and when I got there, Alyssa was already in there, unpacking her stuff. When I asked her what she was doing, she told me that Mom had said Alyssa and I would have to share a bed, because we only have two guest bedrooms and the other one was being used to store the presents for Alyssa, Jarod (my other brother, fake name) and I. "Gotcha" I said. I asked Alyssa where she was putting her stuff, and she said I could have the right side of the drawers and she could have the left side, as there was a dresser in the bedroom with two sides of drawers. As I was unpacking my stuff, Alyssa commented on how little stuff I brought and I just replied "I'm a guy, I packed for 2 nights, not a trip to Paris" acknowledging how many clothes she brought with a smirk. She lightly punched me on the shoulder and told me I was exaggerating. We silently continue unpacking our stuff, and I turn around to grab more stuff, when I notice she removes the last t-shirt from her bag, and quickly closes it, but not before I was able to see the bottle of lube and her vibrator inside. I can feel my cheeks reddening, and I turn back around, trying not to get hard at the thought of Alyssa using her vibrator. She notices my cheeks are red, and asks me about them. I motion to her bag and just ask "what was that for, aren't we sharing a bed?" with a sly smile on my face. She throws a t-shirt at me and mumbles for me to shut up, while her cheeks redden even more than mine. I finish unpacking the rest of my stuff, and at around 6:45pm, my mom calls Alyssa and I and tells us that dinner is ready. We both walk out and go to the bathroom to wash our hands, and as I'm drying them off, Alyssa's bent over the sink, popping a pimple on her face, making me walk behind her to leave the bathroom. Because of how small the bathroom is, I have to brush up against her butt to leave, and as I do, she pushes back into me slightly and shakes her hips. Boldly, I put my hand on her butt and give it a squeeze before leaving the bathroom and I can see her smile and wink at me in the mirror. When we both sit down for dinner, she sits across from me and pretty much the entire time we're eating and playing card games after dinner, she's playing footsies with me under the table. Since my legs are a lot longer than hers, there were a couple times that I would stretch my leg out and run my foot along the inside of her thighs. At around 9pm, when everyone sits down in the living room to watch a movie, Alyssa cuddles up to me on the couch with nowhere else to sit and soon falls asleep on my chest. With about 20 minutes left on the movie, my parents and Jarod all say goodnight and go to bed. I continue watching the movie because I'm really into it, alone with Alyssa asleep on my chest. About 15 minutes after their doors close, I notice Alyssa's hand start creeping down my stomach towards my waistline. I figure she's still asleep, so I don't really think anything of it. Until she gets past my waistline and rests her hand right over where my dick is. I begin to get hard, thinking "is she awake?" and soon, I'm fully erect. There's no way she doesn't know I'm hard, and for a couple minutes, she just keeps her hand there. But then, after several minutes, she starts rubbing my dick through my shorts, and playing with the tip. I readjust, to make my size more prominent, and she really starts rubbing on it. She eventually looks up at me, and I guess my face is soaked with pleasure, because she laughs and says "from just this?". I look down at her, and shrug my shoulders a little bit. She laughs again, and tells me I have to wait and moves her hand back up to my stomach. I let out a little sarcastic sigh to which she laughs again. Eventually the movie ends, and I tell Alyssa that I'm tired and ready for bed, asking if she's coming too. She tells me she wants me to carry her, to which I ask if she's serious. She says she wants to be carried like a monkey, with her arms and legs wrapped around me. I groan and pick her up off the couch, and she wraps her legs and arms around me and drops down, so her thighs are wrapped around my waist and her groin is right up against mine. As I'm walking, I purposely bounce her against my dick and smile at her. When we get to the bedroom, I shut and lock the door behind us, and set her down on her back on the bed, with me still in between her thighs and her arms still around my neck. I don't know exactly what came over me next, but I remember looking in her eyes for what felt like forever and then just leaning down and kissing her. She kissed me back, and we kissed passionately for a couple minutes before I leaned up and we opened our eyes. She tells me I'm a great kisser and I tell her she is too. She leans in again, and me being the tease I am, I lean back and tell her she has to wait. She groans and goes limp on me with a sarcastic sadness on her face and I tell her I'm going to go into the closet to get changed for bed, and give her a small kiss on the forehead. When I emerge from the closet, she's in her underwear on the bed, facing with her back to my spot. I lay down next to her, and start big spooning her. She adjusts, pushing her butt further back into my dick, and we fall asleep. Since I usually go to the gym around 4am, I forgot to turn off my alarm for the weekend, and the alarm goes off at 3:30am, waking both of us up. When I turn around after turning it off, she's sitting up in bed, looking at me, and when my eyes adjust back to the darkness after looking at my phone screen, I realize she's taken her bra off, and changed into a thong instead of the panties she was wearing earlier. I'm already hard, from a dream that I was having, and after looking into eachother's eyes for a bit, she scoots closer and we begin kissing again. I just want to say, I absolutely love the taste of her lips. They're very sweet, because of the lip scrub and lip balm she uses, and they are so soft and very pillowy. We kiss for a couple of minutes, before she leans in and starts kissing my neck. (During one of our conversations before, I mentioned one of the hottest things a girl can do is kiss my neck and nibble on my ear lobes). After kissing on my neck for a little bit, she moves up and starts nibbling my ear lobes while breathing extremely heavily and hot into my ear, letting out soft moans. I'm absolutely blown away by what is happening, and don't even know what to do. Thankfully, my hands did, and they start caressing her, all over her body. In between kissing on my ear and nibbling on it, she whispers that she wants to feel me. After hearing this, I pick her up, lay on my back and place her right over my dick. She starts grinding on me, and falls back onto me, with her boobs smashing up against my chest, which only makes me hornier. She continues kissing my neck and then slowly, slowly starts kissing down my chest. She reaches one hand down, and after confirming with me that it's okay, starts giving me a handjob while putting multiple hickeys on my chest. She starts telling me how big I am, and how good my hands feel on her thighs and ass and asks if she can taste me. I ask her if she's really sure she wants it, multiple times and on the 3rd or 4th time, she places a hand over my mouth and tells me she does. I give her the okay, and she starts kissing down my chest again, and once her mouth reaches my waistline, she scoots down between my thighs, sticks her ass into the air so I have a great view, and takes me into the softest, warmest mouth I've ever felt. It was pure ecstasy, being taken into my own sister's hot, moist mouth. She rolls her tounge around the tip, and licks all the way down the shaft, before coming back up and she puts about 3 inches in, comes back up, goes back down, and keeps repeating until I can feel my tip touching the back of her throat. She keeps pushing, and I go through her throat barrier and all the way in. It dawns on me that I am balls-deep in my own sister's throat right now, and soon after that, I can feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm coming. I tell Alyssa I'm going to cum, and she just keeps using her throat to massage my dick, and she grabs my hand and puts it on the back of her head and motions for me to push. As soon as she does, I push down as hard as I can and explode into Alyssa's throat. I cum so hard that I feel like I'm going to scream and have to place a pillow over my face to keep quiet. My entire body shakes for a couple seconds, before I stop shooting cum, and I remove the pillow and look down at Alyssa, who removes my dick from her throat, and swallows my entire load. She crawls back up to me, kisses me more passionately than I've ever been kissed, and then lays down by my side, with one leg wrapped around my thighs, her head resting on my chest, and her arm laying across my stomach. I gasp that I love her and fall asleep soon after.

[MF] Call pt1?

First of all don't mention that psychologist we all know ahout. J: gf A: me Me and my then gf, both 18, were making good use of my parent's flat in the city, since they were gone for a long weekend. This happened relatively often and it wasn't rare for us to eventually just be naked at home for the whole day. This was the case. We had finished having sex and cleaning up not too long ago. J was sitting on the sofa, checking her phone while the TV played something in the background. I was in a different room, doing god knows what. My phone started ringing, which is odd. J: *it's your mum!!* I go to the living room and J hands me my phone. My mum starts asking about my day and all the normal stuff. At this point I am just standing right in front of J. It's rare for me to speak on my phone so I didn't think of getting comfortable. My crotch is basically directly in front of J's face. Out of nowhere, J starts licking my soft dick, lifting it up with her tongue. I was a bit startled so I quickly looked at her to find a deep stare and a cheeky grin. As much as I tried, I couldn't ignore her. It felt soft, her breath would feel like a cold breeze against the skin her tongue just tasted. My mum kept talking about their plans at the village. I barely said "aha" a few times. That was common for me. J had started to put my dick in her mouth now, playing with it, the intense stare was gone, now she was fiddling to keep herself entertained. Eventually my mum made me talk more, explain my plans with J and all. J started chuckling, and saw an opportunity to make me break. She couldn't deepthroat me, but since I was still not fully hard, she gave it her all to try and keep me as deep in her throat as possible. She did always love to feel me grow in her mouth. At some point, my mum asked for J. I froze in place for a second or two. I was hard at this point, and had my cock shoved as far down her throat as possible, while I held her head in place with my other hand. J looked at me weirded out, she couldn't hear my mum. A: *one moment, let me pass J my phone* J's eyes opened like a startled cat's. She shook her head no, as much as she could given the circumstances. A: *hey J, it's my mum, she says she wants to talk to you about some new store in the centre* She takes my dick out of her mouth and grabs my phone while looking at me like she's going to kill me. They start speaking like nothing's going on. I could've taken this as my chance to make her break. But instead I chose to continue her job. So, with one hand I gently guide her to rest her back on the sofa, and I position myself between her tits. She's now clearly in the opinion that I am enjoying this too much, this wasn't her plan. Her eyes like daggers just made laugh, so at least I still had to contain something. Finally, she says bye to my mum and hands me the phone again, with a raised eyebrow. She thinks she's winning? I pick it up and continue talking. J begins to pull away and get up, which I immediately correct with my free hand. I guide her head to her unfinished job, while I stare intensely at her, with full intent. She changes her playful tone to continue pleasing me. Now our eyes are linked and there's no looking away. I finally hang up the phone, and we both moan for everytime we couldn't in the past few minutes. I grab J's face while I slowly pull my dick out of her teasing little mouth, and I keep it hovering over her obediently hanging tongue as it starts leaking precum on to her. All with our eyes never breaking contact. Continue?

My Sister's Nude

I'm (20m) My sister is (23F). One day I using her phone. I go to her gallery & saw a secret folder. First I can't believe my eyes there Bunch of Nudes in it, god she is damn fucking hot 🥵. I found lot of images and Videos. She is a sluty hot bitch. I shere the pics to my phone. I felt really guilty to saving them. But I can't control imaging about her. She make my Dick everytime soo horney & hard. I stole her dirty panties and bra for sniff and jerk off. That smell make me crazy I can't control myself. She will deserve lot load of cum. Wanna fuck her so hard. Now I used jerk off them daily🍑💦. Has anyone else done this to their sister?

[B/s] Big Hero for Little Sis Ch. 1

I’ve always had a fondness for my young sister Jessica as far back as I remember. Although I was quite a bit older than her by nine years, we had always gotten along really well. After graduating high school I had a big ambition to join the navy and become a frogman instead of pursuing college. As I left for basic training, my family wasn’t very supportive, but my little sister Jess handed me the sweetest card where she drew me as a superhero holding her. I guess I had been her superhero then. After I finished up basic I moved down to San Diego and went through the grueling bud/s training. Honestly the way I remember it, the only thing that kept me from quitting was not wanting to go back home. After several more years of training and a few deployments, I finally did visit my family back home. I hadn't been home in forever and Jess had started high school while my parent’s relationship was slowly deteriorating. There wasn’t much of a welcome from either of them and all they seemed to really care about was who was right about this or wrong about that. After years away with my brothers in arms, this didn’t feel like my home at all. It all felt foreign to me. That is until I saw I cute familiar face run and leap into my arms and clearly I was still a hero to Jess. She had grown so much by that point that she looked like a small adult instead of my little baby sister that I left behind. Our parents were arguing in the background over some charges on their billing statement. Jess however was still in my arms, beaming up at me and refusing to let go. “Do you think they’ll notice if we go grab some ice cream?” She shook her head and I grabbed the keys to my Harley. The parents didn’t even notice us walk out the door, still bickering over something pointless. I sat down onto my bike and patted Jess to hop on behind me. “Is this a date?” I turned around to put my helmet on her. I joked with her playing along. “Yes I’m taking you on a date!” She giggled and wrapped her arms around me before I started the loud exhaust and sped off toward the scoop shop. She looked excited as we arrived and I helped her off the seat. “I’ll get you whatever you want sis.” Of course she proceeded to order the largest triple scoop cone with mint chip. “Just vanilla in a cup for me boss” The older couple in front of us turned around and smiled. “I’m on a date with my big brother. He just got back from the navy!” The aged man in a Vietnam veteran hat looked at me noticing my tats, leaned in and grabbed my hand. “This one’s on me. I owe you boys from a while back.” He paid for our scoops and we parted ways to find a cozy spot outside in the afternoon warmth of the sun. “How long have they been arguing like that?” Jess finished her cone much quicker than I expected. “The day after you left.” She looked sad. “You’re leaving again aren’t you?” I nodded. “Yeah I’m out of here tonight” Jess gave me a hug. “Don’t forget about me here.” I leaned in to kiss her forehead. “Don’t worry kiddo I will never forget about you.” She looked up with her light brown hazel eyes. “Can I come stay with you when I finish school?I'm scared of Dad when he gets angry and I want to get out of here too.” I honestly didn’t think too much of it. I really didn’t know what I’d be doing by then or where I’d be or even if I'd still be around. At that point I was busy with so much it was all up in the air. I couldn’t disappoint the face she was giving me though. “Sure Jess we’ll see, but only if you're a good girl." She beamed back at me with her slightly crooked adolescent smile. We rode back and I dropped her off at that foreign brick home. I didn’t even bother saying bye again to my parents, but I gave Jess a tight squeeze and promised her I’d visit again. I rode off fast into the sunset, ready to leave that place where I didn’t belong anymore. After a few more tours and training operations, I had completed my enlistment and was incentivized to re-up with a massive bonus and opportunity to try for the naval development group. I decided to collect the bonus and eventually worked my way through to the team where big stuff happened and little was heard. Everything now was fast forward and I didn’t have any time for anyone. The covert years flew by quickly and took their massive toll with them. I was eventually medically discharged after sustaining a nasty group of gunshot wounds, but luckily lived through it to tell this tale. I sat defeated in the hospital for weeks, visited occasionally by whoever was still left standing in my life. One day, an oddly familiar face walked in, but I could not remember who it was for my life. “You missed my eighteenth birthday and graduation last year!” My mind slowly started collecting points and putting a name to her face. “Jessica!” She looked way older than even the last time I saw her. I couldn’t help but notice the massive breasts she had developed. She caught my gaze toward her boobs and pushed them together into my face. “Yeah a lot has changed since you promised me you would visit! What a shitty thing to find out you weren’t dead and washed up in the hospital.” Her tears started streaming and he was visibly upset, but I was confused. “Dead?” She glared into my eyes. “After Dad went to jail for aggravated assault for beating Mom, she just accepted you were dead to her, and told me you had died as well. I cried myself to sleep every night for over a year thinking about how I’d never see you again. Now I get this call and skip work to catch a flight and find you crippled in the hospital. You promised you wouldn’t forget about me.” Jess started to cry again into her hands. I sat up painfully and grabbed her elegant shoulders to shake her. “I’m okay sis. I’m not crippled. I’m done and I’m here now. I’m sorry, but I never stopped thinking about you.” I comforted her and she stopped crying and sat down next to me. I draped my arm around her and listened to her catch me up on all her life I had missed. “What are you doing now?” She looked down, embarrassed. “I was bartending to save up to go to college, but I quit my job and spent most of what I had saved to fly up here to see you.” I was shocked. Flattered but also disappointed that somebody would waste more than a thought on me. “Jess you shouldn’t have done that for me, you have your own life now too.” She slapped me across the face hard. “I thought you were dead! Now I find out you’re really alive but you might actually die. What the fuck else was I going to do? What would you have done?” That made sense. I would have moved mountains if the roles were reversed. “You’re right. I’m sorry for that. Look, I have a place in San Diego and you can stay with me until you get back on your feet. Do you remember when you asked to come live with me?” She laughed softly and relaxed. “Yeah I remember that of course, but you’re not serious, look at you.” I reassured her. “No seriously I promised you and honestly I want the company now that I have to retire. Please, it’s the least I can do.” She stared at me, getting emotional again. “Thank you really. I love you so much and I’m really happy you’re home.” It didn’t feel like home to me. Or did it? Honestly, after seeing my sister Jessica again, I did feel home. Then Jess leaned in with her cleavage and planted an emotional kiss on my lips. “Woah, I’m so sorry to interrupt Chief!” The doctor had walked into the room with a stack of papers. “You sir are a lucky man, and not just because you’re still alive.” He glanced over at my sister who was blushing at the complement. “Well we have a lot of good news in that you’re going to recover quite well. You did however sustain quite a bit of trauma to your boys down there.” He pointed toward my groin. “I’ve prescribed some medications to help manage the pain while you recover and have referred to an excellent urologist down by the Bay, Chief.” He walked over to hand me the documents and discharge papers. “You’re all set, Chief.” I stood up painfully as Jess and the doctor sat me into the wheelchair and we left to head home.

Got tag teamed pegged by my sister in laws Heidi and Dani

My wife went out shopping with the sisters that pegged me. There were still two more sisters to go but I wasn't sure if I was going to get them to fuck me or not. My wife wasn't gone 5 minutes when I heard I knock on the door. When I answered it, the other two sisters, Heidi and Dani, rushed in and basically tackled me. They both had ahold of me and took me to my bedroom. They held me down and tied me to the bed. One of them had a bag that she threw next to me. They get undressed and start to look through the bag. A pair of scissors comes out and they cut my shirt, shorts and boxers off of me. I'm a little scared of what they're going to do to me but I'm also extremely aroused. Heidi gets onto the bed and puts a foot onto my mouth. I begin to lick and suck her toes. While I'm doing this, Dani gets some lube out and starts to lube my ass while sucking my dick. I'm in sensory overload. Dani stops sucking me and goes back to the bag. I'm able to see her pull out a large strapon. It's definitely larger than anything I've taken before. Dani tells Heidi to untie me so they can put me on my hands and knees. I didn't fight them and did what they told me to do. All the while, I'm admiring the naked bodies of my sister in laws. I feel Dani's hand on my back and wetness poking at my asshole. I tried to relax as she was about to penetrate me with a very large strapon. I winced as she pushed it in. Heidi comes around and spreads her legs in front of me, exposing a surprisingly hairy pussy. I lower my face into it as Dani slowly pushes into me. I'm surprised when I feel her skin on mine. I knew she was all in and it didn't feel uncomfortable. I heard her apply more lube then start to fuck me. My dick was throbbing from her fucking me and eating pussy. Heidi came first. I had heard she was easy to make cum. She decided to have some fun with me. I could move my upper body a little but my arms and legs were immobile. She went into the bag and put on another strapon. This one wasn't big but it was a lifelike looking dick. She got in front of me and told me to open up. I refused because she wanted me to suck it and it felt uncomfortable for me. She gave my face a smack and told me to open up. I instinctively opened my mouth out of shock and she shoved the strapon into my mouth and began to laugh and face fuck me. I gaged several times as my sister in laws split roasted me.Heidi took the strapon out of my mouth and began to degrade me. "You like sucking cock don't you brother? I bet you love my sister fucking your ass too? I'm about to get my turn soon." She takes the strapon and starts smacking my face with it and both of them start laughing. At that moment, I feel like I'm about to cum. I look Heidi in the eye and tell her I'm going to cum. She moves quickly under me and puts her mouth around my dick. I start to cum immediately, filling her mouth with my jiz. Once I'm done, she pulls away and swallows my juices. Dani has stopped fucking me and has pulled out of me. Heidi tells Dani how good I taste and she should swallow my next load. Both girls laugh and and switch places. Heidi starts fucking me with the smaller strapon and Dani takes her strapon off and begins to 69 with me. Her pussy is also hairy but I didn't care because she knew how to suck a dick. It was probably less than 5 minutes before I was ready to cum again. Both girls made fun of me for being an anal whore and a quick cummer. I unloaded my second load into Dani's mouth and she swallowed it with ease. I was completely spent. Luckily, they untied me from the bed and I was able to stretch out and get comfortable. I must have fell asleep instantly because I don't remember them getting dressed and leaving. It was a couple of hours later when my wife woke me up. She asked me if I had fun with her sisters? I answered honestly, "YES."

[B/s] Sister has been getting comfortable (another update)

My brother had some of his friends stop by last night, and I was downstairs talking with them and my parents until they left his house later in the night. Once they left, I headed to the room to get ready to go to bed. Vanessa had showered while I was out talking with everyone, so she had the same shirt on from yesterday night and was kneeling down by her bag looking for something when I came into the room. I just told her I was going to hop in the shower, she said OK, and then I went into the bathroom. When I opened the door back into the room after my shower I saw a completely naked Vanessa getting into bed and quickly pulling the covers over herself, I turned my ahead away quickly so that I wasn’t looking right at her. She kind of giggled and said something like “oops, my bad.” Once she was under the covers I asked her “What happened to the shirt?” she said “I took it off when you went in the bathroom, I didn’t think you’d finish so quickly.” I asked her why she didn’t just leave it on until she got into bed like the other night, she said “I had the room to myself for a bit, I didn’t want to wear it if I didn’t have to.” Then I was like “So you were just chilling nude?” And she kind of smirked and said “Yeah! You don’t?” I told her that I do sometimes before bed, and then she told me “I'm low-key naked all the time at home, but I know y’all don’t want to see that, so I just stay in my room.” and then she kind of perked up and turned towards me as I was getting into the bed and asked if I was gonna sleep naked tonight, I told her maybe (I kept my shorts on), and then she said “I’m cool with it, if you want to.” I told her “I remember, you told me the other night.” And then this morning while we were laying in our beds scrolling on our phones and chatting with each other, she said she had to go pee, and right after she said that she flung the covers off of her and then got out of bed (with no warning) and quickly shuffled to the bathroom naked. She put her arm/hand over her boobs and a hand over her vagina, but I definitely glanced over as she got out of the bed. A minute or so later she comes out of the bathroom (still naked), picks up the t-shirt she was wearing, and carries it with her as she walked over to her bag. Her bag was at the foot of our beds, so she was in a direct line of sight from where I was laying. She was facing away from me so I definitely stared at her naked butt as she walked over and stood by her bag. She was still covering her boobs and vagina with her arm/hands. I asked her if she wanted me to leave and she just said “It’s whatever.” I stayed (of course) and watched her slide on some pajama pants (she goes commando I guess) and a tank top. Once she left the room, I had to go into the bathroom and jerk off. I don’t get the sense that she’s uncomfortable with me seeing her naked because we’ve both been very “mater of fact” about her nudity/near-nudity, I’ve been enjoying what I’ve been seeing and I’m being rather subtle about taking glances. If she didn’t want me to see her naked I feel like she would have made that well known by now lol (she’s pretty blunt about when something bothers/annoys her). She almost seems kind of antsy to see *me* naked by the way she keeps asking if I sleep/am going to sleep naked but idk.

[M/S] Going on vacation with my son was a grat idea! (Update)

After spending the day walking around we looked forward to just hanging around in our room in the evening so that's what we did. We got back and sat down, talked about the day we had behind us and made plans for the next day. It was getting late at that point so I was saying that we should go sleep soon. He agreed but also wanted to ask something else. "So.. you know how we talked about sleeping naked? i think i'd like we to try that" Hearing him ask that was just great and everything I was hoping for. "Sure, we can do that" was my answer that was followed by a smile. "So i guess it's time to get naked in that case" I went over to the bed and started to undress while he slowly followed me. He stood on his side of the bed and watched for a bit. I enjoyed giving him something to see but stopped before taking off my bra. "I thought we both were doing this together?" It seemed that snapped him out of it and he slowly started to undress as well. All the while i was watching him. He looked at me but i just said that he got to watch me, i get to watch him so he finished until he got to his underwear like me. "What now?" was his question. "Only one thing to do now is there" i joked. "we could either get under the covers and take off the last pieces.. or we just get naked in front of each other to get that out of the way" "I think getting naked first would be better.. that way i wont be as nervous after.. i hope" he said and smiled. "but who goes first" "Well, i am your mom so i'd say i get to choose.. and i choose that you go first" i smirked. He agreed after trying to argue a little and after a bit of waiting he pulled down his pants, standing completely nude in front of me. I probably kept staring a bit too much but seeing him like this was something I dreamed about for a long time. His cock was soft unlike this morning but it had a really nice form. After getting some more looks he stopped me. "So.. i guess now its your turn" he said probably feeling a little embarrassed being the only one nsked. "My bad i was just enjoying the view for a bit" i joked and then started to undress myself. Once I finished I stood there just like him "Guess were both in the same position now. How do you feel? i asked "pretty good" he answered while trying not to look at my boobs. "Its okay if you wanna look" i said while taking a hand to my boobs. I let him watch a little bit and then went under the covers. "we should probably go to bed. Just standing there naked is getting tiring" i joked. He got under with me. "I think i could stand there for another few hours" he answered. We both laughed at that. "So I guess you enjoyed the view?" i teased him "I did.. to be honest you're the first woman i saw like this" I figured that he didn't have any experience considering he never had a girlfriend but hearing this still surprised me a little bit. "oh it's that so.. glad to be your first i then" i answered trying to lighten the mood. "So am i. And it really wasn't as weird as i thought it would be" "See, I told you I'd be fine. It also definitely helped that you didn't have a boner this time" i joked "good thing i got naked first then" he said back and we both smiled. I stretched a little bit and adjusted the cover to just be enough not to show anything but still give him some view of my bare breasts."I'm feeling so much better sleeping like this. feels much more free" "Not sure if it's gonna be easier to sleep like this though.." he answered, looking over at me. "I guess its a bit of a more exciting way to sleep,'' I joked, "But we can talk a bit until you feel more relaxed. "Can I ask you something a bit more weird then?" "I don't think anything would be weird in the current situation were in so sure go ahead and try" "You're the first woman who really saw my dick.. so i was wondering what you thought of it." he said, clearly being a bit hesitant about it. "So you just wanna know if i liked seeing it or if i think its a dick that girls would enjoy to have" i asked bluntly "I mean.. I'd like to know your opinion on it. Just if you think it's okay or enough.. i don't really know what I'm asking anymore" he stumbled a bit over his words. "Well to be honest it was way cuter when you were little," I smirked, "I mean it was through your boxers, but seeing your hard thing inside I'd say you grew up nicely '' I said, trying to put his mind at ease. "You really don't have to worry because it's certainly enough that you got down there." "Thanks mom, I'm really glad you think so". he smiled. "Also.. since it was kinda covered by my boxers at that time, maybe you could take a look at it without them and tell me your opinion?" "You Are getting pretty bold now" I teased back, "Asking your mom to look at your hard cock like that." he looked a bit more flustered now "But if it puts your mind at ease i can take a look" he looked happy about me agreeing to it. And I was just as happy to be able to get a closer look. "How are we gonna do this now?" he asked and i suggested i could just remove his bed cover so he could just stay there. He agreed. "So let's do this i guess" i said, slowly removing the covers from his side, until he was completely in the open. He laid there on his back with everything in full view. "You look good," I said to him. His reply to this being a smile. I looked further down towards the main goal of this ordeal. "This also looks good. But there seems to be a problem. If you want me to give you my thoughts on your hard cock it needs to be, you know.. hard?" i joked after seeing his covk wasnt fully hard yet. He blushed a little because of this. "I'm a bit nervous so.." "So I guess you need some more relaxation? A young guy like you should be able to get it up no problem" i teased "I usually do.. usually it gets hard a little too easy so i don't know why it's like this now.." I figured he needed a bit more help so i lowered my cover as well. I layed my breasts bare and turned on the side, so he got a real good look. "maybe when you're not the only one showing something its less stressful?" He immediately looked over and I felt his eyes on me. At the same he took one of his hands to his cock, adjusting it as it was now getting harder. We stayed like this for a little while until I broke the silence. "I guess this did the trick" I finally got to see his cock fully hard now. It was such a hot experience. He was holding it with his hand down there adjusting it to look upright, probably to give me the best view possible. It wasn't a super massive cock or anything but certainly a nice length and some good girth. He was completely shaven as well so I got to see it all. His cock really had a nice look to it and I think I fell in love with it. This sight made me so hot. "So.. what do you think" he asked after I probably stared for a bit too long. "Honestly? You got a really nice thing. I didnt get to see it before but now I can tell that it got some real girth to it" he blushed a bit at that comment. "But i can assure you that any women would be happy with a cock like that" he thought about that for a second "thanks i really appreciate that" he took the cover again and hid himself under it again. "hearing you say that i feel a lot better" he smiled "No worries, glad I could help you with that. And if you got anything else you could always ask" I went back to lay on my back now but didn't bother covering my boobs for now. I left them in the open as a thank you gift for him to look at and he certainly did. "If thats do i got another question that's probably a bit weirder" he said while he kept glanzing over at me. "I think we are past that point now, go ahead and ask" i answered and we both smiled at each other. "Now that you've seen my thing.. How does it compare to the ones you've seen before? "Oh.. gotta think about that one for a bit… I dont keep track of them to the exact measurement and I honestly never saw that many.. but id say you're one of the bigger ones. definitely when it comes to the girth" I answered. I could practically feel his ego growing a bit. "So that either means you got a pretty decent dick or it means I only ever saw small dicks," I teased him again and we both smiled. "I also got a question for you now. A few weeks ago I found some condom wrappers in your bin.. why were they there?" "That was just me testing" "Testing condoms alone?" i asked "yeah, a while back I got handed some but theyve just been sitting around since then. And i got curious as to what it would feel like so i just tried one" "Oh I see, and what did it feel like?" i got curious "It was kinda weird. Putting it on was pretty hard and it felt a bit uncomfortable and I had a hard time finishing.. But at least the cleanup at the end was real easy" he smiled. "Sounds like an interesting experience." "Also if it feels uncomfortable maybe you need different condoms?" i suggested "Maybe.. i don't really know.." "There's options, you know. If you're a bit more on the thicker side you might need a condom thats made for that. Otherwise you're just gonna end up feeling uncomfortable once you get to try the real thing with a woman" "I guess it would be worth trying some other options I guess. I'm not just not sure how to go about that." he answered. "I can help you with that, no problem. We have time tomorrow so we could even go and see if we find something for you together" "You'd be okay with going with me to buy them" "Obviously I'm fine with that. We're on vacation anyway so no need to worry about what other people might think. A few more days and we're gone anyway" i joked I got pretty tired by now so i suggested wed sleep and continue on the next morning. He agreed but said he needed to go to the bathroom first. I saw him standing up from the bed and walking straight to the bathroom with his cock still hard. "Good luck with that" is all i said before he closed the door. It was obvious what he was gonna do.. and i couldn't help but also get in the mood so i started touching myself a bit.. i was wondering what tomorrow might bring and excited for it. After a while i stopped when i heard the door unlock and him coming back. Now without the hard on. he got under the covers and we both said goodnight before slowly drifting away. Alright that's all for this update. Hope i'm gonna be back with the next part real soon. And thanks to everyone for their kind words and advice. Its really appreciated.

Lap Dance [30f/40m] [fantasy] [seduction] [oral]

Current thoughts: black thong, black no padding bra, fishnets playing music on my phone while I dance and move my hips. My hands running up and down my body and through my hair. You are sitting in a chair watching me. I get down on my hands and knees and crawl to you. I put my hands on your thighs and pull myself up. I turn around and arch my back on your chest. Taking your hands and placing them on my breasts. All the while I am moving my hips and rubbing my ass against your cock. I turn around to face you and I wrap my legs around the chair to sit on your lap. I passionately kiss you and my hand slips down to undo your pants taking out your cock. Still kissing you I run my hand down your shaft to feel how big you are. Then I stand up so I can kneel between your legs and take you in my mouth. I have one hand stroking your cock while my tongue is circling the tip. I look up at you to see if you are enjoying it. I take my other hand and slip it between my pussy lips to feel how wet I am. My fingers are covered in my juices and I stand up again to put my finger in your mouth to taste me. I then sit on your lap rubbing my pussy against your cock getting my wetness all over you…….

He had a fetish for dominating successful women [FM]

When I turn to look at him from the bar, I realize what I like about him. There’s something liberating about being with him. I don’t have to make myself smaller or less threatening the way I do with other men. He likes it when I work the room, when I have everyone’s attention. We’re at a bar with his friends. He’s giving me the run down of the group when he leans in a little and says, “you’ll like this story.” “You see that girl,” he motions to a hot, brown chick dancing with a guy. “Her and I used to fuck around, and now she’s engaged to this guy and he has no idea.” “And you're all in the same friend group now?” “Yes, everyone else knows except him.” I love drama like this. I also love hearing what people are like in bed. “What was she like?” “The sex was pretty good. I remember the first time we hooked up,” he pauses, “she asked me to hurt her.” Hot. I raise my eyebrows, “did you?” He laughs, “you know what I’m like in bed.” I do. He’s big, dominant and doesn’t hold back. We’ve ripped his sheets twice. That's how hard he fucks me. I enjoy imagining him dominate her for a second. Her face down into the bed and his hands squeezing tight around her waist... and then it kind of hits me that we’re both brown and he’s white. “Do you… have a type?” He laughs, “I do, but its not the type you’re thinking…” I am, in fact, thinking he has a fetish for “exotic” women. “Uh huh…” He laughs, “I swear!” “Okay, if it’s not THE most obvious thing, then what is it?” “I just... like successful women.” Was honestly not expecting that. I have no idea what this other chick does, but her shoes and bag suggest something high powered. “Wow. Okay. Interesting…" I press "and you're sure it's not a brown chick thing?" “I can’t help it that half the doctors and lawyers in this city are brown,” he jokes. “So… just fucking or, specifically, dominating?” He laughs, “probably the second one.” “Dude… you totally have a fetish.” He laughs again, “I like what I like.” Knew it. “Okay but like… can I ask why?” I ask. “Honestly, I think it just makes me feel the most powerful. Like a hot woman telling people what to do all day, kicking ass and taking names… but then I’m the one telling her what to do in bed.” And it all clicks. The fetish. The way he was always so turned on. Sometimes when I was with him, it didn't feel like it was about anything I was doing or saying. It felt like just my being was so hot to him. I think about how he fucked me in the ass for the first time when I made partner. He leans over… “and you are a special case…” “Why?” “Well because… you’re really successful traditionally, but then you also have this like hot online sex persona that no one knows about…” He knows about my online… proclivities. “How many CEO’s do you think are out there also putting their sex lives out on the internet?” He asks. I mean, I haven’t met a rich or powerful person that wasn’t into weird shit in bed, but I decide to just take the compliment. “I like what I like,” I repeat his words back to him and we both know tonight is going to be good. Fast forward, we’re a little drunk and back at his place. We had a nice walk back to his place, we’re both high on a perfect night. “So… is this the part where you tell me what to do?” I ask. I’m sitting on his couch, legs crossed, hands playing with the fabric beneath me. "Are you going to listen?” He asks me back. I nod. “Get on your knees.” Fuck. I drop to my knees and I can feel how wet I am. “Good girl.” He steps closer to me. I can almost feel the fabric of his pants against my face and I have to tilt my chin all the way back to see his face. I see his cock too. It’s already hard. He puts one hand on my head and weaves his fingers through my hair. “Put your hand on it. It’s okay.” I can feel my pussy against the back of my legs. The kneeling is making it feel like all the blood is rushing there and it’s making me so horny. I wanna rub myself against him until I come. But I do what he says. I reach up with one hand and rest it on his hard cock. I start rubbing, it’s already so hard. He puts his head back and moans. “That’s right, do as Daddy says.” I raise an eyebrow at Daddy. It’s new, but I think I’m okay with it. “What do you want,” I pause for a second before saying “… Daddy?” I can feel his cock throb when I say that. He reaches down to undo his belt. He’s taking too long, I can’t wait. I reach up and help him pull everything down, his cock springs up in my face. “You want it?” “Mmhmm,” I say, sucking on my bottom lip. “I know you do. Come here. Are you going to let me fuck your face?” “Please,” I say. “Say it.” “Please fuck my face.” He bends down to say into my ear “like you mean it.” “Please. It looks so fucking big and hard. I need it all the way down my throat. I’ve been thinking about it all night.” He grabs the back of my head and slams his cock so deep into the back of my throat. I wrap my hands around the back of his thighs and pull him deeper. He leaves his cock there for a moment, not letting me breath, enjoying the feeling of my throat tight against his cock. He keeps his hands on the back of my head and slams his cock down my throat over and over again. I try and keep my lips tight around his cock, but he’s fucking my face so fast I can’t be sure. My spit is covering his cock and I imagine him bending me over and shoving his cock inside me with my spit letting him slip right inside. As if reading my mind, he pulls his cock out of my mouth. “Bend over the couch.” I do as I’m told. I pull my dress up and underwear down. I bend over the edge of the couch and grab the bottom of my ass, framing my pussy. With both my hands behind me, I’m face first into the couch. I feel his hand on the back of my head first, then slowly his hard cock pressing against me. “You want it?” “Fuck yes.” I say into the couch. “Please.” “I can tell how bad you want it. You’ve been thinking about it all day, haven’t you?” I nod furiously into the couch, willing him to shove his cock as deep as he can inside me. “I know. And now you’re going to take this whole cock. You can’t do anything about it.” Fuck. This makes me weak. I’m not even sure I responded. He presses his cock slowly into my pussy, letting the entire length inside me. “Fuck. You’re so tight.” “Please, give it to me. I need it. I need you to fuck me so hard tonight.” “I know. You want me to own you, don’t you?” He starts fucking me, hard. He isn’t holding back at all. Usually he starts slow, he does have a really big dick. Tonight, he doesn’t fucking care. Neither do I. I want him to fuck me through the couch. “Yes, please fucking own me,” i say between moans. He fucks me so hard that he’s fucked me over the edge of the couch and into the middle. I’m pressed between him and the couch, his face next to mine, telling me what to say. “Say yes, Daddy,” I’m not even thinking anymore. He’s fucking me so hard I couldn’t even say my name, I just repeat yes daddy over and over again. He’s grunting in my ear. I know he likes telling me what to do, not just because he told me earlier. Because I feel in my bones, this man loves fucking owning me. “God yes, own my fucking ass. Give me what I deserve.” I growl. “You’re such a fucking slut, you deserve getting fucked like this.” I moan and slip a hand underneath my body so I can rub my clit. He presses against my ear. “All those men online that want to fuck you…” “I’m the one that gets to do it. I’m the one that gets to fuck you and use you however I want.” “I’m the one that gets to fuck your face, and your pussy, and your ass…” I can’t hold back anymore. I want him to keep talking, it’s so hot, but I’m going to come. His cock is hitting the exact right spot and my clit feels so good slipping and sliding against my fingers. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” I say. “Say yes daddy.” I say it and come hard. “Keep saying it,” he groans and I know he’s close. I repeat it until he comes so fucking deep inside me that he stutters fuck over and over again, his words heavy with satisfaction. We lay there and I wonder how much of what just happened is about me. That’s the weird thing about fetishes. It’s kind of about you, but not about you. It’s about what you represent. It’s more than just attraction. It’s unwavering desire. It’s you and him, but there’s a third thing there in the room with you. You can’t put your finger on it, until you can. And then you wonder where the fetish ends and you start.

[B/s] Date Night

(Sunday, 10-23-22) I woke up today at 7 am to find my sister still lying in bed next to me, sound asleep. The way the light hit her from the window made me think I died and was lying next to an angel. I wrapped my arm around her, cupped her breast, and began kissing her neck until she shifted and woke up giggling. She bent her neck to try and stop me from kissing it while laughing and pushing against me telling me "It tickles!" over and over. When I finally stopped and loosened my embrace on her she rolled to face me and stared into my eyes, her's captivated me as always. She kissed the corner of my lips and threw her leg over my lap and laid it against my morning wood, she giggled and said "You sleep well?" almost teasingly, "Almost, could have used more of the blanket." I teased her, and she slapped my chest and told me to shut up. I laughed and rolled us over so I was on top of her, we stared into each other's eyes for a moment before I pressed my lips against hers, closed my eyes, and didn't hesitate to push my tongue into her mouth and felt hers dancing with mine. Her arms wrapped around my back while we kissed, holding me against her. When I broke the kiss I didn't stop at her lips and began moving my way down her jaw to her neck, then moving downward. As I kissed her cleavage I groped and massaged her breasts while her hands moved to meet mine. I didn't stop at her breasts, nor did I plan to stop as I kissed down and passed her belly button, her soft gasps only fueling my excitement but I held back and took it slow. When I finally reached her pussy I didn't hesitate and dove in, kissing her clit and around her already wet pussy, the taste of her tart-sweet juices filled my mouth as I ran my tongue around through her folds, eventually pushing my tongue inside her. She let out a soft squeal and gripped my hair tight, tugging it and moving my head around as I continued to tongue-fuck her, while her thighs made comfortable earmuffs the entire time. She had me completely restrained from pulling back by holding my hair and head with her thighs and hands, though I didn't intend to do that anyway, even as it became a bit hard to breathe. It only took a few minutes until she was grinding herself against my mouth, her moans gradually turning to rapid breathing as she tugged on my hair hard, I moaned into her and squeezed her thighs tightly as they clamped around my head like a vice. Once her hands let go of my hair she tugged at the blankets and sheets of the bed, her body trembled and she let out a long groan of pleasure, I could imagine her O face the entire time as she rode out her orgasm. When she finally released my head from her vice-like thighs I pulled back and sat up on my knees, staring down at her as her chest heaved up and down, her arm over her face and the other on her breast. My face and beard were soaked in her juices, I licked my lips and wiped my face with my hand. I kissed her cheek and told her I'd start the shower and wait for her there before I climbed out of bed, leaving her in bed to catch her breath. &#x200B; &#x200B; Not much happened during our shower besides the usual groping since we've learned in the past that shower sex is more fun to talk about rather than try it. After the shower we went out and picked up coffee and breakfast before coming home and settling on the couch, watching some shows my sister has been watching on paramount. I didn't have the context to it but I did have my sister laying her head on my lap and watching it so I put my feet up and relaxed. Before we knew it it was already afternoon and we were heading out again, this time we were heading to one of the nature trails around our town. The weather was pretty warm for October and perfect weather for hiking. My sister looked beautiful, She was wearing one of my hoodies that was a tad too big for her, especially the arms, and the leggings she wore hugged her tightly, and I couldn't stop myself from staring at her ass as she rushed ahead of me down the path and I watched her do a little dance to herself with the leave falling around her, my heart skipped a beat and it was like I was falling in love with her all over again. When she came skipping back to me she wrapped her arms around mine and hugged it, holding on to it as we walked. God, I love her. I don't think I could see myself without her now, after almost nearing 3 years together in this forbidden relationship we've explored each other's bodies in ways that I don't think I'll ever do with someone else. At some point, I caught her looking around to see if anyone else was hiking around us, when no one was around she quickly grabbed me, stood on her tip-toes, and kissed my lips. We stood there on the hill, behind a tree on a public nature trail, lips locked and holding each other. My sister broke the kiss and giggled before shyly asking if I could carve our initials into a tree, I can tell she thought it was also cliche and corny but hey, I love corny things so, of course, I did while she watched excitedly. Now some tree in the middle of the woods will permanently have proof of our taboo love and no one will know, until now. After nearly 2 hours on the trail, we were halfway back to the truck, I had my sister piggybacking on my back while I kept my hands on her comfortable thighs. She typically hates when I pick her up but I guess there's a difference when she doesn't want to walk a trail thankfully she's like hundred pounds wet so it wasn't too tiring. Besides, feeling her breasts pressed against my back was an added bonus. &#x200B; When we finally made it back to the truck my sister hopped down, looked at me, and teased me by saying "What are you tired already?", I laughed and scooped her off her feet again, this time she wasn't okay with being picked up and began squirming and shouting, which did make a few people look our way, my sister just shyly waved before I put her down, we laughed about it and began our drive back home. &#x200B; &#x200B; Unfortunately our little us time today was interrupted by a phone call from our mother, not that it's a bad thing really. They just needed our help with a few things at their house, mostly my help but my sister was already with me so she just visited. Funny enough my mom called me to help my dad renovate my old room with stuff to make his own office, not sure if that is a bit disrespectful or not. We didn't end up leaving there for about 4 hours since we haven't visited in a while, so it was roughly 7 pm by the time we were able to continue our date night but at the very least the restaurant I planned to take her to is open until 9 pm. We went home to freshen up and get in some fresh clothes. My sister dressed up in a black turtleneck sweater, a pair of tight jeans, and riding boots that made it almost impossible for me to look away from her, her curves were just emphasized by the clothing. I couldn't help myself and give her a slap on the ass when she walked out the door past me. &#x200B; &#x200B; We arrived at our dinner date and were seated at a corner table, it was somewhat out of the way which was good for us to be able to openly talk to each other. While we went through the menu my sister talked about drama from work, I, unfortunately, admit that I zoned out while looking at her but in my defense, she looked fucking stunning. She got frustrated with me and snapped her finger at me, "Hey dumbass, stop staring like that." she said but I know damn well she was glad I was looking at her like that but I know I should have been listening too, regardless, I apologized. Nearly the entire time we were waiting for our food my sister was playing footsie with me under the table. We definitely made a bit of a scene when we got a bit too rowdy when I started playing back, personally, I didn't care if we were, I just loved hearing my sister's little cackles and seeing her blush when she realized people were staring at us. Our food was brought out, my sister's face was still blushed but we settled down a bit. My sister ordered cedar plank salmon for both of us which smelled fantastic and in spite of my sister's protest I ordered a small side of steamed clams with butter. She watched in disgust as I ate them and I just kept chuckling at the face she gave me. I dipped one in butter and ate it while eyeing her down, "Huh? Tastes like y-" didn't even finish my sentence before she kicked me in the shin, and ended up leaving a bruise too, not like it was even remotely true. She stumbled on her words trying to make a joke about ordering the shrimp and comparing it to me, I agreed and teased her for it which just made her flustered. The salmon was surprisingly filling and we barely finished our food. It was nearing 9 pm and the restaurant was nearing closing time, I left a decent tip and wrapped my arm around my sister and she leaned into me during our walk down the street to my truck. I opened the door for her before I climbed in before I could even properly close my door she grabbed my face and pulled me into a kiss, catching me off guard. I pressed my lips to hers and she bit my lip and stared into my eyes but almost immediately after she let go and started laughing, I guess I made a dumb face in my lovestruck state. &#x200B; On the way home my sister had her feet on the dash and singing along to my playlist, I reached over and placed my hand on her thigh, slowly rubbing inward and giving it a squeeze until her hand was on mine, I was focused on the road and casually rubbing her thigh I didn't notice what she was doing until she said my name, when I looked over she had unbuttoned her jeans and was beginning to slide them down a bit. \~\~Damn girl caused me to nearly swerve into the other lane but thankfully it was an empty road.\~\~ I felt guiding my hand into her panties and felt the tips of my finger begin to get wet while I teased her clit, I was barely able to focus on the road while listening to her moans over the music. I slipped a finger into her and felt her begin wiggling her hips against my palm, her moans were driving me wild but thankfully we were nearly home. I definitely started speeding the last few blocks from home, when we pulled into the driveway I began pulling my hand out and she stopped me, telling me to continue for a little longer and I gladly obliged. I pushed a second finger in and listened to her groans while watching her wiggle her hips against my hand. After a few minutes, I couldn't take it anymore and told her how badly I wanted her, and she gave me this look. I pulled my hand free from her pants, and she pulled them up almost immediately and we practically ran to the door, as soon as it was open it was closed and locked. She practically threw herself on me and we began working on getting each other's clothes off, she kissed my stomach as soon as I pulled my shirt off and began working on my jeans. After I was mostly undressed we damn near tore her clothes off on the way to the room. We left a trail of clothes from the front door to her bedroom door. She grabbed a condom from her nightstand and opened it while I damn near ripped my boxers getting them off. She suddenly grabbed my dick and began sliding the condom over it, as soon as it was on she slid back on the bed and I quickly climbed over her until she wrapped her arms around me and began pressing her lips forcefully against mine, I forced my tongue into her mouth and began wrestling with her tongue while I lined myself up with her, spread her lips and began sinking myself into her with ease until I was balls deep. I began rocking my hips, going slow at first but I began to pick up the pace and she wrapped her legs tightly around me. We broke the kiss when she let out a gasp, I continued rocking her up and down the bed while I felt her nails digging into my back a bit. "Oh god, don't be gentle!" she demanded. That's all I needed to hear. I didn't hold back and began pumping away until the sound of skin slapping skin was filling the room with our moans and cursing. She leaned up and bit down on my shoulder while her nails dug into me, it hurt like hell but god it's such a turn-on for some reason. It didn't take long at all until she was rocking her hips and quietly moaning about how she was close which only fueled me more, I trusted against her thrusts until I felt her tensing up under me, this time I felt her damn claws break skin when she dug them into my back while she had her orgasm, the look on her face when she came is still stuck in my head hours later. I wasn't done though. After she unwrapped herself from me enough I pulled out and rolled her over onto her knees with her ass up, I know she wasn't entirely braced because when I pushed myself back into her judging by the squeal and gasp she let out. I gripped her hair from behind and didn't hold back at all with my thrusts, I was so damn close. I gave her ass a good slap and she moaned out my name while pushing her ass back against my thrusts. With how loud she was being it drove me over the edge. I've never cum so hard before that it made me lightheaded but damn that was the first. I pulled out after my orgasm finished, removed the condom, and tied it off. My sister was laying on her side, looking worn out and panting hard, I watched her and smiled, kissing her before getting out of the bed, tossing the condom out, using the bathroom, and rejoining her in bed. By the time I got back in bed with her, she was already fast asleep. Glad I was able to help with that at least since she has work in the morning. I took care of the few chores around the house we never did earlier before rejoining her in bed, and managed to type this out while lying next to her. Of course, thinking back on it again has put me in a mood so I'm gonna get ready for bed and take care of a few more things tonight. Hope you all enjoy the read.

[F] The One Night Stand Diaries - He creampied [M] me and sent me home in a taxi 15 minutes later

If I’m dying to get laid, I’ll work towards it and do the following things. Firstly, I’ll co-ordinate a night out with friends who share the same lust and won’t judge. Secondly, I’ll shave my pussy. Thirdly, my ass OR boobs will be on show – just enough to tease. Lastly, I’ll feel confident in my sexiest underwear, with the sole intention of it making an appearance on a random guy’s bedroom floor. I wore the most figure-hugging white dress I could. I chose a dark coloured g-string so that it’d be visible under the lights of a nightclub dancefloor. Within an hour of being there, I was introduced to a friend of a friend. In true wingwoman fashion, I was painted as the girl who’s been looking for a good time, deprived of it by a recent relationship failure. Poor me had somewhat occasional sex and it wasn’t enough. I felt cock starved and wanted this guy to fuck me, purely because I loved the look of his biceps. After hearing about his athletic interests, I wondered how good he’d be in bed. I told him that I’m sure his endurance must be up there (ironically, I secretly find it hot when a guy finishes quickly - it’s a compliment). I told him outright that a big pair of arms should enjoy a big ass, propping mine up as we talked in a club booth. Within 30 minutes, we were at his place. I sat on his bed, for him to powerfully mount me and tell me how much he loved seeing my underwear through my dress. I turned around, bent over and told him to pull up my dress. He pulled out a cock that probably measured 6”, nice and meaty, and as much as I wanted to suck it, I asked him to fuck me. I got what I wanted – my cheeks clapped HARD. I felt unconfident moaning his name as I couldn’t be 100% sure I even remembered it. I felt like pure filth, but it was better than going home to my vibrator. My friends and I have a term, “did you enjoy three courses – how was dessert?” This means, “how was the finish and where did he cum?” After around 10 minutes of cheek clapping, I was put into prone bone with his pillow underneath my hips, propping my ass up like a meal. He went from moving the thin piece of fabric that rose up my bootyhole to the side, to then throwing my underwear to the floor. We didn’t discuss the finish and suddenly, his body went tight and I felt all of him inside of me. He spewed a creamy cumshot, joking he hadn’t finished in a few days. Fuck, okay, I knew this would be a LOT of cum. It didn’t take long for him to give me an extended talk on how he had to be up early tomorrow. I took the hint and a taxi was on its way within 10 minutes of getting my clothes on. I used some tissues to soak up part of the creampie, knowing that my next-to-nothing underwear would do its best for the remainder. As soon as I got into a taxi, I received a call, asking (after far too many drinks at the club), “girl, did you enjoy three courses?” I pretty much replied, “yeah, dessert was a messy one. I’m taking some home with me.” Remarkably, this isn’t the sluttiest I’ve ever felt, but feeling cum slowly greet your asshole mid-taxi ride is right up there.

[S/B] Brother approached me after awkward accident

I just had something surprising happen and I'm not sure what to think of it? I [posted about](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/10y5c6k/sb_accident_leaves_me_feeling_awkward_towards/) an embarrassing accident I had this last summer where I accidentally flashed my brother. I was upset about it in the moment then later found myself kind of aroused by it in hindsight and wondered if I should talk to him about it. I got a variety of responses and after letting myself cool off I decided not to approach him yet, at least until I could figure out how to better express myself in a non-weird way. And maybe not at all? I also felt a little silly about posting here if I'm being honest. But then this morning he came up to me and started asking if I was OK? It was very out of the blue, and he seemed worried somehow. I told him I was fine and asked why he was asking and he said I seemed a little off lately. Which is what I was worried about initially but I've actually been feeling a lot better over the last few days so it feels strange to me that he's asking now instead of a few weeks back when I was feeling the most awkward around him. Anyway, he said he just wanted to check in on me and make sure I was OK and that nothing was wrong in particular, he just felt like he should see how I was doing. It felt really odd to me but I'm not totally sure why. And now I'm not sure what to do.

[F/d] [B/S] I was turned on hearing my daughter fuck her brother Update 7

Tonight was interesting, spit roasted my daughter for the first time. I was talking with with my oldest son Chuck earlier and he had said he couldn't wait for the weekend. We had talked Monday and he wanted to come over Friday to join in on the new family fun. I got home from work and in the garage my wife told me Chuck had told her he was on his way. She looked very excited and that made me very excited. I told her to call him back and tell him to pick up some Chinese food on his way. I called the order in and kissed my wife then scooped her up and carried her inside. We've been very active the last few days. My wife and Chloe have even had sex, just the two of them. I was stuck starting dinner Tuesday night while they fucked in our bed. Bobby has been in a great mood too, he is mesmerized by his stepmom's big ass. He smacks it every chance he gets. And Chloe has used the cold weather as an excuse to cuddle and hug me every second we're in the same room together. The tough part is keeping both of them in the mindset to still be careful about showing romantic affection in front of their younger siblings. Chloe coming in for a hug is fine, a kiss on the lips is a problem. All this stuff happening between consenting adults is fine but it needs to stay between us. I greeted my kids and carried my wife to our bedroom then closed the door. I stripped to shower and she watched me from the bed. We talked about the bedroom situation tonight. I felt the shower water getting hot and got in, my wife stripped and put her hair up in a ball on top of her head and got in with me, a very pleasant surprise. We washed each other in the hot water and decided she wanted to fuck Chuck one on one the first time so they would use his old bedroom upstairs. Me, Chloe, and Bobby would use the master bedroom cause we have the biggest bed. Maybe this weekend or next all of us share a bed but my wife wanted both boy's first time with her to be special. We got out and dried off and joined the rest of the family till Chuck got there. Bobby went up to his room and my wife and Chloe snuggled up under blankets on either side of me and we let her sisters argue over what we would watch. Chuck arrived with the food and Bobby came down and we all ate in the living room. The sexual energy between Chuck and my wife was off the charts. The night rolled on and as they younger people went to bed we got a bottle of wine out for the rest of us. Wife and Chuck didn't even get through half a glass before they went upstairs. I whispered in Chloe's ear to kiss Bobby and take him to the bedroom. She did as I told her and I followed them. I'll admit it was a little awkward getting naked with both of my kids but then feeling Chloe's mouth on my dick eased all the tension for me. There wasn't much foreplay and we didn't do any wild positions or get too crazy, I know Chloe has only had two guys at once one time before. I laid down and had her blow me while Bobby fucked her doggystyle. Then switched positions so she blew him and I fucked her. I was so turned on watching her blonde head bob up and down in her brothers lap. Chloe stopped sucking cock for a second and put her face into Bobby's hip and was muttering "oh fuck I'm gonna cum." She came and let out a sexy whimper and her back arched like a turtle. I let her recover and she started sucking Bobby's dick again. I told her I was getting close and she took her brother's cock out her mouth and looked back at me. "Cum in that pussy daddy, fill me. Cum daddy." She went back to blowing her brother and popped him out one or tow more times to beg me to cum in her before I did. I lifted her off the ground by her hips and she gagged on his dick a little. She kept on sucking and I fell down and watched her suck and jerk off her brother. I loved seeing her little a cups bouncing when she stroked him. He said he was close and Chloe only said "mmmmhmmm" and swallowed every drop. Me and Bobby told Chloe how sexy she was and gave both her holes glowing reviews. I sucked her tits for a second then fell back again. We talked about how weird this all was and wondered if Chuck and my wife were still fucking. I gave them maybe 15 more minutes then I put on some pants to go check on them. They were in his bed and she was laying with her head on his chest and he looked like he was about to pass out. She joked that that was how I looked the first time we had had sex. She has that magic soul sucking pussy. She said they were going to spend the night there and I went back to Chloe and Bobby. They had turned on netflix and we would watch something then one of us would fuck Chloe, then go back to watching, then the other would fuck her, etc etc. I came three times before I was ready to sleep. They said they would let me sleep, I told them they didn't to leave. But they insisted. They might have fucked again, not sure. I woke up when nature called and remembered there was some wine left on the table and decided to type this up and finish the little bit left.

MASTER'S VISIT - [M 30, F 25] [D/s Session]

You are fresh from the shower.................. You are lying naked on your bed, at the exact time that I instructed you to.................... The room is dark and warm....................  You always obey me and follow my instructions without question................. My approval and love are everything to you..................  Since you saw me 2 weeks ago, you have not been allowed to masturbate, and your desire for my love has become more and more intense each day that you have waited for my return....................  You crave to please me, to submit to me, to give yourself to me completely, to have me take you, your body, your passion, your love, your everything..................  Your need, desires and feelings for me are so strong, and you are so very aroused that you feel like you will lose control and cum at any moment, but you dare not....................  Your heart beats faster and your body tingles with excitement in anticipation of what is about to happen. You have been constantly thinking about me and this moment..................  You hear the door open.................... A thrilling feeling pulses through your body, and my presence immediately makes you feel safe and warm...................  You hear me getting undressed. You see the silhouette of my tall, strong body.................... Your heart begins to pound, your breathing increases and your body instantly feels very hot.............  I lay down next to you. The smell of my delicious, warm, vanilla scent makes your juices flow.............  I take you in my arms and pull you tightly to me, locking our bodies together, just quietly holding you for several minutes. My arms are your restraints and you cannot move, just the way you like it............  You feel my warmth, my hardness and my breath upon your neck. The endorphins in your body and brain make you high, and your body becomes limp, as you surrender your body and soul to me completely...................  I slowly, softly begin to caress your body..the backs of your thighs, your ass, your back, your neck, my fingers gliding over your silky, fragrant skin. Your soft kitten like responses let me know that you are entering the zone of ecstasy......................  I comb your hair with my fingers and caress your head and I enjoy listening to your heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure as I softly kiss your neck, ears, face and hair......................  And then, my lips find yours, and I kiss you soulfully, passionately, deeply, as only a Master who loves his devoted sub can. You hold nothing back. You have never been so passionate.......................  I blindfold you as I want you to focus only on the sensations and feelings of sensual pleasure that my love creates.......................  My hands cup your lovely, petite, firm breasts and caress their entirety from the outside in, softly at first and then more aggressively as you become more excited. My index fingers circle your hard, sensitive nipples, which I lightly pinch and pull as I caress them, sometimes squeezing them to a threshold of pain that makes you scream with pleasure. I take your entire breast into my mouth and lick and suck from its base all the way to the nipple, with my lips sucking hard on the bottom of the nipple while my tongue flicks hard and fast on the top of your nipple. You scream continuously and beg me to allow you to cum, but I tell you, “not yet, my sweet slave, I want to taste your delicious pussy first.”.......................  I move between your legs, spreading them with my hands and lightly caressing your silky inner thighs with my fingers. I see that you are very wet, just the way I like you. I move the tip of my tongue slowly from the bottom of your pussy, between your lips, up to your clit, and a shiver goes through your body. I repeat that many times. Your moans become longer and louder. I take hold of your lips with my thumbs and forefingers and spread them apart as I lick deeper and deeper into your pussy. Your body is rocking and you thrust your groin into my face so that my long, pointed tongue penetrates you deeply, and I lick and flick my tongue in and out. You are screaming, pleading me to let you cum, but I tell you, “Not yet, Princess.” I start licking around your hard swollen clit..around and around, and flicking the tip of it. Your body and brain are throbbing with electrical pleasure and you are in another world. I then grab your clit and everything around it with my mouth and start sucking on it like a vacuum, while flicking your clit with my tongue. Your screams are now guttural like a wild tiger and you scream, “Master, please, please let me cum!” I start to slowly count “5..........4..........3..........2” your body is shaking and you are on the verge of exploding “...1..........0...Cum for your Master....NOW!” and you have an earth-shattering orgasm that continues as long as I continue to lick and suck your clit, which I only stop when I know that you are exhausted. Your screams of pleasure are like beautiful music and stimulate your Master.......................... I insert two fingers into your pussy and begin massaging and stimulating the inner wall by circularly caressing it, leaving no area untouched. Your moans begin anew, and I start massaging your G-Spot, and then applying more pressure to it as I finger fuck your G-Spot harder and faster. You beg me to allow you to cum, which I do when I think you can't hold it any longer, and you begin to have “rolling,” non-stop orgasms, causing you to squirt every time they peak, which is about every 6 seconds. Your body is convulsing so violently that I have to hold you down with my arm around your waist until, once again, you are totally exhausted. I stopped counting after 16 orgasms and you have squirted a voluminous amount of liquid.......................  I let you rest in my arms as I caress you and give you little kisses. You repeatedly kiss me and thank me and begin to lovingly lick and worship my cock. You live to pleasure your Master, and you take me very close to orgasm several times and then you beg me, “Master, please fuck me. Please fill me with your cum.”...................... I tell you, "Hands and knees, Slave," and from behind you, I grasp your hips and pull your ass back against me as I slowly slide into your tight, dripping pussy. As I do so, your moans, soon to be screams of pleasure begin. I begin to slowly move in and out, feeling your hot wetness more deeply each time. As you become louder, I thrust harder and deeper, hitting that spot that feels sooo good and makes you feel like cumming, and when you ask for permission, count“5........4..........3............ 2.............1.......0 "Cum for your Master, NOW!,” and I continue fucking you while you cum hard multiple times, feeling the contractions of your loving pussy squeezing my cock every time you cum, and, when you feel my hot juices hitting the walls of your cunt when I cum inside of you, your body shakes, you give out a gut-wrenching scream, cum again, and then collapse beneath me onto the bed................  I hold you and caress you softly as you lie in my arms, Master's devoted Princess, feeling so loved and satisfied, and we drift off to sleep......................................

The Dancer, Part Fourteen [F19/F18] [Dub-con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

**PART FOURTEEN** Zoey wasn’t making it easy. Since we were right up against each other, the only way down to her waist would be putting my face right into her cleavage on the way down. But what choice did I have? We were running out of time. And, with the way Zoey was sensually holding me close by the sides of my breasts, I couldn’t simply step back to get the job done. Cringing at how it was going to look for the audience who all were under the impression that I liked girls, I placed my hands on the young blonde’s hips and began lowering myself along with her shorts. Sure enough, she decided to ‘help.’ Abandoning my boobs in order to guide me along, Zoey pulled my head forward and simultaneously jutted out her chest. Now that she was just in a bra, I ended up buried in her cleavage and blushing up a storm until she loosened her grip. I’m sure it was hot for the boys who enjoyed watching two girls doing such things, but it didn’t do anything for me. And, instead of squirming in discomfort, I had to do the counterintuitive thing and keep the show going. Slightly rolling my hips and making a show of grazing my lips against the exposed part of her breasts, I continued doing whatever it took to lean into the nightmare these girls had concocted for me. Anything to rip off the bandaid and get the whole thing over and done with. I bent at the hips and quickly yet smoothly pulled Zoey’s tight jean shorts all the way down her legs. Not only was there barely a minute left until midnight, but I knew that any hesitation on my end would potentially land my face in her crotch. From the way my thong rode up a little, I knew that everyone behind me once again had a perfect view of my practically bare ass as I bent over, but did it even matter? Everyone had seen enough of me throughout the evening that another promiscuous pose wouldn’t make a huge difference. Once the shorts were pooled at Zoey’s ankles, I stood back up in a less than sexy way in the name of speed. Meanwhile, she kicked the shorts off her feet, clearly not as concerned as I was about whether or not they would disappear in the crowd. “Now grind me. And feel me up!” Zoey practically ordered. She winked at me, and kept her voice low enough that only I would hear it over the pounding music. Before I could utter a single word of protest, she swiveled on her heel and backed up, pushing her ass up against me. I almost lost my balance, but managed to grab her hips more on reflex than anything else. Belatedly remembering that this was a performance, I pushed a confident smile back on my face as I reluctantly grinded left and right with the lingerie clad girl. Not playing along could result in my clothes being kept from me, as Zoey could easily sway her older sister. So I sucked it up and went for it. Letting my hands drift up her bare midriff, I cupped the sides of her boobs and hoped that would be enough. Obviously, it wasn’t. Zoey took my hands in her own. She guided me until I was fully holding her breasts, then pressed me down for a squeeze. My palms were mostly just on her bra cups, but my fingers ended up sinking into the bare curves above. “Like you mean it, Bella!” And then she let go, dropping her hands to roam my thighs as she danced against me. This time, I didn’t have the excuse that she was leading me. Swallowing my pride, if there was even any left at this point, I gave a hard squeeze to Zoey’s boobs. And, as I tried to stay in the moment with my dancing, I continued to grope her over the bra. It was hard not to notice some of the guys in the room appreciating the latest turn of events, while the girls in my view seemed either amused or judgmental. At Zoey’s directive, I leaned forward and sank a deep kiss into her neck when she offered it to me. “Switch,” Zoey whispered a few seconds later. I don’t know why she bothered telling me, since she just began leading the maneuver herself. Pivoting while brushing my hands off her chest, the blonde slid past me on the table-stage. The way she bumped me almost caused me to fall off, until she grabbed my hips from behind to save me from the lack of balance she had caused in the first place. Before I knew it, she was pulling me into her. I tried to keep my expression the same as I had been doing all night, though keeping a sultry smirk was difficult when I was screaming on the inside. This was not like me. At ALL. And yet here I was, acting like a lesbian slut with Autumn’s eighteen year old sister. Hardly thinking twice about it, I began grinding my ass against Zoey, keeping with Katy Perry’s beat. Just like I had done with her, Zoey glided her hands up from my hips and reached her hands around to grab my boobs. And I let her. Unlike my reluctant approach, the blonde dance-embracing me from behind didn’t bother with sideboob. She went right for it, grasping my breasts with a *much* harder opening squeeze than I had given her. My lips parted in shock, which I could only imagine looked like something a lot more damning to everyone watching. She was- Zoey was . . . Before I could come to terms with how experienced and effective her touch was, the girl yanked out all of the cash from both halves of the bra with one hand, and used her other hand to give another assertive squeeze over one of the cups, this time pushing in with her thumb to tweak my nipple through the fabric. “Thirty seconds!” a male voice yelled, to a cheer from the rest of the room. ------------------ **Check out my website:** www.ladyluciastories.com **And my Patreon:** www.patreon.com/user?u=73056590

My husband let me have a hall pass to fuck an NBA player [FM

I was shopping in Target and I noticed that everyone was paying a lot of attention to a certain guy who was shopping with his two hot lady friends. He was tall and athletic looking and people were asking him for photos. He looked familiar but I'm not much a of a sports fan so I had no idea who he was. I asked the cashier if she knew and she gave me a shocked look and told me that he was the star player from an NBA team. I wasn't looking in his direction and the cashier started talking under her breath to me saying "Oh my god, he keeps checking you out and I think he is heading over here." I didn't believe her at first because he literally had two beautiful young women with him already and then there was me, in my mid 30's wearing yoga pants, a tank top, and my hair in a pony tail. I turned around and sure enough, he was approaching. The cashier looked like she was about to faint. He handed me a card with his number on it and said, "Hey, sorry to bother you but you are extremely beautiful and I'd love it if you met me for drinks at my hotel tonight. Text me if you want the address. If not, no biggie." I wasn't quite as enthralled as the cashier but I had to admit he was extremely handsome and there was something deeply sexy about him. I called my husband on the way home. I figured we would both get a kick out of it and that it would be a good laugh between us. He was definitely shocked but he immediately asked if I kept the number. I told him that I did but that I just thought it would be a nice souvenir. I was pretty surprised when he said, "You have to text him and get that address, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" I was a bit stunned. My husband had seen me with other men before but he was always there watching or participating. This would be the first time I was with another man without him. At first I was hesitant but as the idea started to settle in my brain the excitement took over and I was already picking out the night's outfit in my head. When I got home I shot him a text and he quickly sent me the address to a posh hotel and told me to meet him at 8pm in the hotel bar. My husband was next to me and said with a big smile, "I know he probably won't let you take any pictures but I'm going to need ALL the juicy details." I arrived at the hotel wearing a black dress and heels. Underneath my dress I wore a lacy bra and panty set that I had just gotten. My husband hadn't even got to see me in them yet. He was sitting alone at a small table tucked into the back of the bar and when he saw me he stood up and greeted me with a kiss on the cheek "Wow! you look even more amazing than I remembered." He was dressed in an expensive looking suit and smelled fantastic. We talked for about an hour before heading up to his room. I guess you can't really call it a room, it was more like a really fancy apartment. There was marble everywhere and there was a grand piano in the foyer. The entire night he had been extremely charming and I let him know that he was a first class gentleman as he pressed his body against mine. He ran his hands up and down the sides of my hips. He looked at me a little sideways and said, "Do you want me to keep being a gentleman? Because I'm looking at you right now and all I can think about is all the bad things I wanna do to you." I did NOT want him to keep being a gentlemen. What followed was some of the most primal sex I've ever had. His cock was massive (he was a tall fella after all) and when I had already came 3 times and my pussy was too sore to keep going I laid on the bed and let him fuck my face until his cum shot down the back of my throat. I ended up staying at his hotel for the whole weekend. He took me shopping, wined and dined me at fancy restaurants, and fucked my brains out many times. When I got home on Sunday I told my husband everything while stroking and sucking his cock. Eventually he spun me around and pounded me from behind until he came hard inside. It felt so good because it was my only creampie of the weekend.

He fingered me in the hotel corridor [FM]

30f. I’ve always had a type. Older. I’m talking anywhere from 10 - 25 years older. There is just something about the age and experience of an older man that stirs something in my pussy that no young stud can. Sure I can appreciate a guy my own age but it just doesn’t excite me in the same way. Anyway one day I was there mindlessly scrolling through tinder and I hit on his profile. He was handsome - too handsome with a wicked smirk and a glint in his eye. Oh and he was well into his 40s. I was only 23 at the time. We both swiped right and begun to message. It was clear what we were both there for. He told me he was totally emotionally unavailable and well for me that’s like cat nip - it just makes me want them more. The messages quickly turned sexual and it was clear he likes to be dominant. After a back and forth for a few weeks we agreed to meet in the Landmark hotel, Marylebone, London. It’s very fancy and it had a semi private bar inside where we sat and I got a cocktail. I was a mixture of nerves but also from talking to him for two weeks so incredibly horny. I’m very responsive to sexual stimuli and exciting my mind just makes my pussy so responsive. I could feel that my panties were already soaking. So at this point the sexual tension was high. He leant into me and whispered in my ear that he wanted me to go to the toilets, take my panties off and then slip them into his pocket to take home, so that he could masturbate with them later. I gladly obliged, not caring what the bartender was thinking about this exchange. After a little while we exited the bar and decided to have an explore of the hotel. We went down this huge marble staircase. He told me stop and turn around. He didn’t say anything just looked at me. I looked back at him searching his face for what might be coming next. Suddenly he slapped me really hard around the face. It was really hard, it stung. It took me back a little but by this point I was beside myself with desire. He then passionately kissed me, intruding my mouth with his tongue, before leading me downstairs into the hotel corridor. We found a little alcove that lead into a ball room. No one seemed to be around so we carried on kissing in the corridor. He had me pressed up against the wall. He then reached down, hitched my skirt and pushed 3 fingers inside me. I was so open and wet they just slid straight inside. I moaned, I thought he was going to make me cum but then he stopped. He told me he had to go and he left me in possibly the most sexually frustrated state I’ve ever been in my life. I went straight home and came several times thinking about him. We continued to see each other for about a year. We had some great and kinky sex. I pushed my own boundaries and tried many new things. Usually we met in hotels, sometimes in the car. In this time we also took a trip to Paris and had a threesome with my best friend. I can elaborate if anyone would like to hear more stories.

The Prisoner: Part 1: Prisoner of War [FFM 20s-30s] [Orc] [Fantasy] [Fdom/Msub] [Bondage] [NonCon] [Breeding] [Long]

Part 1: Prisoner of War Fire. Screams. It had all happened so quickly. One minute, a quiet, sleepy hamlet filled with restful, hard working people. The next, a cauldron of fear and death. No one could have known it was coming; Feldir Village had little need for guards these days. Frankly, no villages in these parts had much need for protection these days. There had been peace for over a decade, and the King’s armies had all disbanded and marched home. No one was eager for another war, and it seemed that no war would come. Peace had been prosperous, but it had also left the people of Feldir Village and beyond complacent. Until last night, when the Orcs had raided. Varden had been, as usual, asleep in the late hours of the night when the raid began. It had not taken long to get him roused from his sleep, as the smell of smoke and sound of screams pierced the night. He had run outside in his night clothes, seeing a nearby roof aflame in the night. Wishing to help, he and a number of his fellow villagers raced to the well with buckets in an effort to stop the blaze. The Orcs had prepared for exactly that, he later surmised, for he and his fellows did not even make it to the well before they were snatched up, chained, hooded, and dragged away by the raiding party. They were marched through the night, hoods obscuring the path so they would be unable to find their way back, should they escape. Anytime he or his fellow villagers so much as coughed, an Orc fist would greet them to shut them up. The path was not an easy one, and Varden judged them to be heading into the high hills from the steepness. He kept quiet, as was his way, and listened to glean any information he could from his captors. Alas, they spoke in the harsh language of Orcs, and soon he resigned in his attempts. Mercifully, by dawn the march ended. Varden was separated from his neighbors. He was pulled by the wrists into some sort of dwelling, the warm air indicative of a fire or hearth. His feet and hands were monstrously cold, so he whispered a prayer to the gods for the small mercy of this warm interior. His comfort was quickly shattered, however, as he felt his arms lifted over his head, his restraints hooked to something above him. He could still stand, thankfully, but he was no longer able to move. The danger Varden was in finally caught up to him. He was more than likely going to be tortured by his captors in an attempt to gain some useful information. He sighed, for he did not possess any. He was Feldir Village’s blacksmith, nothing more. Whatever these Orcs wanted, they would not get it from him, although he would end up paying the price for it regardless. Varden was not at this moment ashamed to think of how frightened he was. Aye, he may have been a rather large fellow, as blacksmiths tended to be, but he was no fighter. Everyone in Feldir knew him as a kindly lad, albeit a rather quiet one who kept to himself. If these Orcs derived any pleasure from watching their prisoners attempt to escape or fight, he thought, then they’d be sorely disappointed with him. A gauntleted hand seized the bag over his head and yanked it off. The flickering light of the hearth was harsh and glaring to his freshly exposed eyes. The dwelling he was in, he could now see, was a tent of some kind, with thick fabric walls that kept the cold away. He was hitched to the central, supporting post of the structure, a small, debarked tree by the looks of it. In front of him stood the large form of the Orc that had un-bagged him. It was taller than Varden by at least half a head, and it wore black-iron plate mail and chain. He couldn’t help but inspect the craftsmanship of the pieces, and was surprised by its rather solid construction. “V’rlaz unus” a voice said beyond the hulking creature to his front. The Orc stepped back, bowing to the one who had spoken. Varden was unprepared for what he now saw. Standing by a large, oak table, in the process of removing a helmet, Varden saw that the Orc who had spoken, who indeed appeared to be the owner of this command tent, was a woman. She was maybe seven and a half feet tall, her finely crafted armor making her appear far larger. She stripped the skull cap from her head, and Varden now saw tightly bunched braids of thick, black hair upon her head. Her skin was a verdant green tone, forehead a slightly darker shade than the lower part of her face. Her face was, to Varden’s surprise, very fine to look upon. She possessed strong features, but they contained a hardened grace to them. Varden was certain Orcs were quite ugly creatures, as that was what everyone had said all his life. But the one who stood before him was quite comely indeed. She could have been quite the human beauty, were it not for the two tusks jutting from her lower lips. Although, the lips were quite nice as well… The Orc woman unlaced a leather cord from her braids, and at once her hair sprang forth, curly and voluminous, cascading down her back and shoulders. In places her hair was fastened with charms and fetishes, small pieces of bone, silver, and gold. She interrupted his staring. “What?” she snorted. “Never seen an Orc before?” Gone was the harsh throatiness of her voice when she had issued the gruff command in her native tongue. Her voice was, again to Varden’s surprise, a rather easy thing to listen to. Varden had not met many well-to-do folks, but the few that he had met spoke in a similarly well-refined accent to the Orc in front of him. It was perplexing— Her hand whipped out and slapped him across the face. He was too stunned to react. “I asked you a question, human.” She growled. “I-I,” he stammered. “No, no I haven’t.” She gave him a quizzical look. “Really now?” She considered his answer for a moment. “You look old enough to have fought in the war.” “Aye,” he grumbled in reply. The stun from the slap had worn off, and he realized that he wanted to speak as little to his captor as possible. The Orc woman continued to take off her armor, starting with her left gauntlet and some of the extraneous pieces. “Not a talker, then, eh? A shame. This could make things difficult.” “I’ll never talk,” Varden said, mustering what little courage he felt he had left. “I’d rather die!” She stopped her doffing, and looked at him. “Oh?” Her voice was dripping with venom. Before he could utter another word, her hand was at his throat. Her grip was crushing, far more than his own, and he was used to swinging hammers and holding iron bars for hours at a time. The chain and metal of her gauntlet dug into his windpipe, crushing it. She squeezed, and he found his vision swimming as she denied him even a wisp of air. Terrifyingly, it looked as if she was exerting very little effort. Varden was gasping, gurgling, grunting with effort to find air. But there was none. She released her grip, and he heaved ragged lungfuls of air. “See?” she said. “You don’t want to die after all.” Varden could not offer a retort, and she smiled as she continued to remove her armor. “I know you aren’t a warrior, so please, cease the act. I don’t want to hurt you, you know. I’d really rather everything be copacetic between the two of us.” He managed a halting “What do you want of me?” between breaths as he hung there, still reeling from her assault. “For the nonce, I’d like to know a bit about you. If you answer me truthfully, I promise to be gentle.” She smiled again, and Varden could not help but notice that it came easy to her. She must have been at least his age, or whatever the equivalent for Orcs was, as her face was marked by smile-lines. “I’ll start. My name is Z’a’Lorel Twice-Blessed. Lorel for short.” He sighed. There seemed to be no choice in the matter, so he relented. “My name is Varden.” “No surname?” she plied, but he could only shake his head. “And what do you do, Varden the Nameless?” “I am a smith, by trade.” She was done with her extremities now, gauntlets and greaves and the in between bits laid out on the great oak table. “A worthy profession.” Lorel tugged at a strap and her entire breastplate came off at once. Varden was surprised; from what he knew it was typically a two person job to don and doff an entire breastplate, yet she had done it in one pull. “Are you married, Varden?” “Aye, once,” he grimaced. Varden’s marriage was a touchy subject. “I see,” Lorel said with an inquisitive look. “Children?” “No. My marriage was…lifeless, to say the least. My late wife didn’t appreciate living above a smithy, so she spent much of her time with her family away from my village. We didn’t have much time for…” Lorel chuckled at his timidity. Her platemail was fully removed now, and she lifted her coif and hauberk from her person with one sweeping motion, the metal whispering softly as she piled it on the table. She began unfastening her gambeson as she spoke. “You said you didn’t fight in the war, yes?” “I did not,” he replied. “I was still a smith’s apprentice, at the time. I made the swords, I didn’t use ‘em I—.” Her gambeson fell away, the quilted leather thumping on the table, and his voice caught in his throat. Even without the armor, Lorel carved a striking figure. She now wore naught but the underclothes of a knight, but they did little to mask her appearance. Her legs were thickly corded with muscle, at least twice the size of Varden’s own. Her arms, too, looked immensely strong. Her torso… Varden glanced away in shame. Orc or not, he felt it wrong to stare, which was quite difficult when Lorel’s breasts were so free under her shirt. They had swung back and forth ever so slightly as she had yanked her gambeson off, and Varden had felt…aroused? Gods! He thought. An Orc? No, no, he must push these feelings aside. Lorel was the enemy. He could not… Lorel issued a bellowing laugh that shook Varden from his own thoughts. Her bosom heaved as she did, only making him more ashamed. “You humans are so strange, all your rules. You’ve never seen a pair of tits?” “I have, it’s just…” he searched for words. “You Orcs, you’re supposed to be hulking monsters who eat people and live in squalid huts. Not only that, you’re all supposed to be dead!” “Your king did a number on us, that’s for certain. But he didn’t kill us all.” Lorel walked over to the hearth, tossing a log that looked all too small in her hand on the blaze. “Most of our male-kin died, to be fair, aside from a few gray-hairs and cripples. The women run the show now.” Lorel paused for a moment. “Well, I suppose I run the show, to be precise.” Varden was in disbelief. He was in the tent of an Orc Warchief. What did she want with him? As if in answer to his thoughts, Lorel sighed and spoke. “Of course, our male-kin dying has posed a major problem in the realm of progeny.” She flashed a wicked smile in his direction. “That’s where you come in.” Varden’s eyes widened. “You…I…” he could not find words. “That’s why you took us from Feldir?” “Well, yes,” she spoke, very matter-of-factly. “We need breeding stock. You humans know so little about our crafts that you make horrid slaves in the traditional labor sense. But you make fine donors.” Lorel moved away from the hearth and towards a small chest at the foot of her bed. Bending over, Varden couldn’t help gazing as her large breasts swung underneath her shirt with the motion of her bending over. She rummaged for a few short moments, then produced a tin of some kind. “Now, you human men are often quite reluctant the first time around, so we have to make things work.” she started towards him. “Please! Please Lorel, don’t do this. I’ll smith for you! They say I’m quite good at it as well! Armor, weapons, horseshoes, nails! Whatever you need I’m sure I can manage!” He squirmed, but he was bound too tightly by the wrists to move at all, and if he lost his footing it meant putting all his weight onto his arms with no support, which hurt immensely. It was all he could do to turn his head away from this towering woman. “Relax, it will wear off.” She opened her little tin, and he saw a blood-red powder sparkling within. “Eventually, at least.” Lorel pinched some of the powder between her fingers and blew it in his face, stepping away and covering her mouth. Varden tried to hold his breath, but the powder lingered in the air for so long he had to take a breath in. The powder was drawn to his nostrils and open mouth at surprising speed. It left a spicy, burning sensation in his nose and throat. He began to cough, and as he did he saw his vision tunneling. He thought he was going blind, so he howled in anguish. The tunneling ended, leaving only a small diameter of sight left. Perhaps more concerning was Varden’s vision, or what little was left, was glazed over red. Lorel smiled, gazing into Varden’s glowing red eyes. “An Orc virility concoction. To us it simply heightens lust, but to humans…” She placed the tin on the table. “It brings you up to Orc standards.” Varden could not control himself. He struggled against his bindings like a wolf in a trap. He was salivating, he felt, and the logical part of his brain found this odd. But this logical part could do little but watch through his red-tinted vision as the animal side of him took over. Lorel lifted her shirt from her body, exposing her belly and breasts. Gods, they looked good, Varden thought. He could do nothing about his impure thoughts anymore; they had taken over. He noted the intricate tattoos that lined her arms, the designs and sigils foreign to him. Lorel continued, unlacing her pants and dropping them to the floor. Fine black hairs obscured what lay between her legs, and Varden lost any remaining semblance of control he thought he might have upon seeing the curve of her hips. And, by the Gods, he could smell her, the pheromones steaming right off of her. And she smelled good. “My my, I knew I picked a good one,” Lorel said, her voice dripping with intent. She stretched out a hand and touched him. It was only then that Varden even became aware of his own…reaction. He whipped his head down to where her hand now rested, and he saw his pants desperately trying to contain his growing manhood. Lorel’s hand deftly undid the laces on his own pants, and out sprang Varden in his full glory. Lorel gasped. The rational side of Varden’s brain thought back to his marriage, and why his wife had been… reluctant in their evening pursuits. While he took no pride or bluster in the size of his manhood, she had complained the few times they had coupled of his size. Now, with the virility powder pounding away in his veins, he could see what she had meant. His cock, it was at least ten inches, thick around as a stout axe handle, and right now it was throbbing, pulsing with his own heartbeat. The bestial side of him was pleased at the clear virility he was displaying, but the quiet, rational voice in his head scoffed at it. Then again, that rational side was getting more quiet by the moment. “Well,” Lorel said in a voice that dripped with honey. “I must say, you’ve exceeded expectations, dear blacksmith. Most of the men we capture serve a function; it's hard to take pleasure in the act when there isn’t much to work with. But you…” Her hand moved to her own crotch, fingers moving around her clitoris, parting the fine curtain of hair. “You’re going to be very popular.” Lorel approached, full breasts bouncing gently as she walked. He focused on the nipples, a dark shade of green, and the veins he could just see under the skin. A pink, wet tongue flicked across her moistening lips in anticipation. As she reached him, she turned around, arching her back and using her hands to spread her ass apart. Varden saw through his red tinted vision two verdant labia part, revealing a glistening, soaking tunnel of wet, pink flesh. It looked as if Lorel’s hands struggled to keep her buttocks spread, fingers sinking into supple flesh. Varden was gone. The animal took over. He needed to fuck her now. As if responding to his thought, Lorel backed her glistening hole onto his throbbing erection with perfect accuracy. He slid in without the slightest bit of resistance, feeling with every inch the perfect ridges of her pussy sliding against his cock. She plunged to the hilt, his balls gently slapping against her as she thudded to a stop. He heard a soft moan escape her lips, but she still felt entirely in control. “Fuck me, slave,” she commanded, voice lusty and firm. And he did. He did not even think about what he was doing. His hips began thrusting, toes digging into the rug covered earth for leverage as his cock worked in and out of her warm pussy. Gods, it gripped him so well. Her ass slapped against his own hips, stroke after stroke, and it drove him wild. He was grunting, panting, howling with pleasure as he rammed into her over and over. And Lorel was loving it too. She grunted as well, but they were lustful and passionate sounds, not animalistic. He could see between strokes glistening juices running down her thighs, a pale white cream forming around the girth of his cock. It appeared he was doing a good enough job, by the looks of it. Lorel was indeed enjoying it. She could feel the head of his cock tapping her cervix, sending a jolt of pain and pleasure through her with each repetition. Saliva from the mouth of the slave was dripping onto her asshole and pussy, lubing his strokes time and time again. Her warriors had chosen well. However, she was getting bored of this position, so as the man-slave pulled back, getting ready for another ram, she leaned forward, dismounting herself. He shrieked and howled at her move, but she simply laughed. “Oh, relax. I’m not done yet.” She turned, then kicked her massive leg up over the head of the slave to rest on the support beam, performing a standing split. Her muscles flexed as she did, and she lowered herself so that she was on the same plane as the human. Her pussy was poised directly in front of his throbbing manhood, precum dripping from it already. Her own hole was dribbling juice down her thigh, the firelight of the hearth dancing in the glistening surface. She frowned at the dribbling precum. “Oh, already? No worries.” She lifted her hand, and the tattoos on her forearm glowed a deep red as she muttered her incantation. “Au’koren.” A ring of red sigils and glyphs appeared around the base of the man-slaves cock, cinching tight. It would not hurt him, but he reacted as if it might have. “It’s only a temporary blockage, dear,” she said seductively. “Once I’m done, I’ll let you have yours.” With the spell in place, she smiled, then plunged. She went down to the balls once more, and felt the warm length of the man-slave deep in her own body. If she flexed and bent just the right way, which she was basically doing in this position, she could just see her belly bulging as he achieved full depth. She grinned madly. It had been so long since she’d had a good cock like this. The Orc men she had once shared beds with were the only thing that compared, and if she was being honest, only a few had been as large as this new slave. She remembered one, a young man, just recently blooded, who had fucked her with such ferocity she thought she might pass out… But that was a long time ago. Since then, she’d only had the pleasure of Orc women lapping at her cunt and the disappointing thrusts of regular men. Hmmm, she thought. Suddenly, she had an idea. “Shel!” she yelled toward the door. “In here!” A few moments of savage cock-pounding later, a young Orc woman emerged from the tent flaps. She was a pretty thing, and one of Lorel’s favorites. “Yes, Warchief?” Shel inquired. Lorel dismounted once again, this time the slave too tired to howl in disappointment. She strode over to Shel, who was already blushing. Putting her hand around Shel’s neck, she pulled her into a kiss, lifting the maiden to her toes. Lorel could tell some of the virility powder had got into her system as well. “Shel, be a dear and help me lower the slave.” She nodded. “Of course, Mistress.” Together, they unhitched the man-slave and lowered him onto his back. He struggled against them, but two Orc women were a far greater match than one sex-crazed blacksmith. “Now, undress for me, dear. I want to see those perky tits,” Lorel commanded. Shel did as she was bid, and Lorel could see wetness between her thighs as she lifted her shift over her head. Her gaze was pulled to the soft, fleshy mounds of her young breasts as they dropped from her clothes. Her nipples were puffy and inverted, but Lorel knew how to change that. “Come, kneel before me as I ride this slave.” She mounted the slave once more, facing outwards, her ass in his face, and lowered herself onto him. Pleasure pulsed through her once again, and her passion flared as Lorel knelt before her. She pulled her in closer as she slammed her considerable weight down again and again onto the slave, knees to the floor, and began to suck on Shel’s perfect tits. Immediately, she could feel Shel shiver, and her nipple emerged from hiding. She rode the slave like this for at least ten minutes, covering Shel’s bare chest with spit as she switched between nipples and mouth, her own tongue clashing with Shel’s passive, accepting mouth. She now felt it was time. Leaning back, using her arms as support, and without letting the slave’s cock out of her wet cunt, she was now on all fours, but facing up. Her own clit was exposed, and she urged Shel forward. “Shel, be a good girl and lick my cunt. Taste of your Warchief and her sultry juices.” Shel looked intoxicated, lust overpowering her, as she crawled forward and latched her mouth over Lorel’s pulsating clit. Pleasure exploded within her as she continued to pound her man-slaves cock all the way to the deepest reaches of her pussy. Shel was magical with her tongue; not a fierce pleaser, but a lazy, soft, meandering one who inadvertently teased Lorel with every motion. The combination only took so long to overcome Lorel’s will. With a hand wrapped around Shel’s head, she began to feel her orgasm building. Legs trembled, her body clenched, and it was all she could do to keep from crushing Shel between her thighs. She felt it now, her whole body shaking. And then, the floodgates broke, and she released the spell. Varden felt Lorel’s cunt tighten around his cock as she came, body shivering. She let out a scream of pleasure, the sound like music to Varden’s lusty mind. Her cunt was pulsating, so tight he could barely move. Gods, it felt so good, so good he could— The red ring of magic dissipated from around the base of his shaft, and all of a sudden he felt the weight of his balls, filled with cum, as they tightened upwards. The magic, it had held his seed back like a levy. And now, the levy was broken. He grunted like a beast as he thrust upwards one last time into Lorel’s sopping, death-grip cunt. He felt his hips buck as he came, huge pulses of cum deep within her, reaching the end of her pussy with each thrust. He had never in his whole life experienced pleasure like this. Gods, but he was cumming like crazy. No dribble of seed like when he was with his wife; this was a torrent. By the divines, it felt like her pussy was sucking it out of him. He could feel the walls rippling upward, squeezing on his cock and pulling it up into her womb. After what felt like over a minute of hip-bucking and cock-pulsing orgasm, Varden settled to the rug-covered ground once more. His chest heaved as he struggled to come to rest, the virility powder still infecting his body, though the sensation had left his cock. It now hung limp and soft over his thigh, tip red and still dripping white cum. Lorel carefully dismounted, keeping her cunt as tilted as possible to keep the precious seed from spilling out. With the other breeding slaves, she was never careful, for a part of her was reluctant to bear their lesser children. Not so with Varden. She would be proud to bear a man-slaves half breed after such a performance. Holding her legs back, Lorel commanded Shel once again. “Get your sweet hole over here, and use those little fingers to push that seed in. I’ll let you lap up the dregs, clean my asshole if you’re a good girl.” Shel was delighted to oblige. Now caressing Shel’s soft hips, Lorel got to work tonguing the young Orc woman’s pussy. Shel eagerly pushed two fingers into her Warchief’s still-tight cunt, making sure the seed was as deep as it would go. Lorel knew that the man-slave’s size had already ensured much of it was already crowding around her cervix, but Shel loved the responsibility. “All done, mistress!” Shel proclaimed proudly, though her voice quivered with pleasure as Lorel worked on her young cunt. “Good job, Shel,” Lorel said in between mouthfuls of hot, wet pussy. “Now, get on your knees, and start rubbing while you clean my asshole.” Shel hopped to it without question, on her knees and already fingering her pretty pussy. Lorel leapt to her feet, then firmly planted her cum- and pussy-juice laden asshole onto Shel’s tilted-back face. She felt the young woman’s tongue lap around her tight hole, then plunge into it like a snake for good measure. This was Shel’s favorite part, cleaning her up. A lot of the maidens derived pleasure from this part of the act. Within moments, Shel was a quivering mess, and she collapsed to the floor, twitching, her fingers still deep within her own cunt. Lorel smiled. She’d let Shel fuck her man-slave soon. Hells, she’d have to get all the maidens lined up for breeding with this new batch sooner or later. But that was then, not now. Right now, Lorel planted herself in her chair, looking upon the two bodies in her tent. The man-slave was asleep, the virility powder having worn out. He’d be exhausted, probably sleep for a whole day. He had done better than many she had tried over the years—one bastard had even keeled over dead, she had fucked him so hard. Shel was stirring, only half-awake, her mind clouded with pleasure, absentmindedly fingering her dripping cunt as she lay in a half-sleep. Lorel smiled, and prayed to her deities that this man-slave’s seed would quicken, and she’d be with child soon.

[U/ni] My Niece Asked to See My Dick (Part 4)

[Earlier posts and other stories here!](https://www.reddit.com/user/ardresac/submitted/) &#x200B; sorry, but this post is relatively uneventful... \_\_\_\_\_ &#x200B; Courtney got herself cleaned up in the shower while I went downstairs and started dinner. And I do mean that I only *started* dinner. After Court got done in the shower, she quickly came down to the kitchen in a short nightshirt and short pajama pants and took over for me. Cooking was something she normally did when she was staying with me, just as sort of a "thank-you" for letting her stay with me. I stepped aside and Courtney finished making the salad. While she was working, I sat at the counter. I picked up Courtney's phone and played the video that we had just finished making. The volume was up pretty high. "Pretty cool video?" Courtney asked playfully while popping a frozen lasagna ino the oven. "Yeah it is," I said casually. "I think I know this girl," I added. "Oh, yeah?" she said, and she walked around to my side of the counter so she could get a look. The video was very short, and it repeated each time it finished. Courtney sighed. "God, that's a lot of cum," she said. She was standing next to me watching the video on her phone which I held in front of me. "Like *you* would know," I teased her and pinch-tickled her side real quick. She giggled and quickly recoiled. "I *DO* know," Courtney defended herself. "I just haven't seen a guy cum *in person* before." I reached out with my left arm, put my hand around her soft hip, and pulled her close to me. I was seated on a barstool and she was standing next to me. I ran my hand up and down her left side over her shirt, appreciating the curves of her body. &#x200B; \_\_\_\_\_ &#x200B; Courtney straightened out a few things in the kitchen, and we didn't have much to do until the lasagna finished. It was about 8 o'clock, and dinner wouldn't be ready until closer to 9. Not ideal to be starting dinner that late, but it wasn't that far out of line either - we usually ate at around 8 o'clock. The rest of the night was a pretty uneventful uncle-niece evening. We ate dinner, watched a few more episodes of DragonBall Z, had some frozen fruit pies for dessert, and eventually we both went to bed. Yeah, it was a pretty gosh-darned normal evening for us. It could have been any evening from any time previously in our lives - except for the part about Dragonball Z. Courtney wasn't interested in DBZ until just a few months before all this started. Except for one thing; when Courtney went to bed, she kissed me goodnight. It wasn't odd for us to kiss goodnight - for as long as I can remember we typically kissed briefly on the lips when we said any sort of goodbye - but this time, just like before, was not like all those other times. She lingered for several seconds, and her lips pressed firmly against mine, and I kissed her the same in return. She broke away and I saw a certain type of hunger in her beautiful eyes before she quickly turned around. "Love you, Uncle Dave!" she called back to me as she hopped up the stairs to her bedroom. Errr, "my guest bedroom," I should say. I just wished that it was her bedroom. I mean, I still wish that, but I used to wish that too. "Love you too, sweetheart," I replied in a voice low enough that I was not sure if she heard me. &#x200B; \_\_\_\_\_ &#x200B; After Court went to bed, I plopped back down on the living room couch. I reflected for a few minutes on everything that had happened that day. It was extremely hard to believe. I had jacked off on my niece's face. Not once, but three times. Granted, the third time my niece did most of the jacking for me. Had she really enjoyed all of this? I found myself getting very excited and almost giddy at the realization that she must have been having just as much fun as I was, even as I was cumming on her face. I remembered how she smiled as my semen accumulated on and dripped down her innocent face. I can only remember one time when another girl told me to cum on her face before. This one previous girlfiend of mine asked me to do it once, years ago. She thought she was going to like it, but she obviously hated it, and she never asked me to do it again. I remember she had flinched after the first spurt, turned away, and most of it wound up in her hair. Disappointing, but I still had a great time blasting sperm into her hair. That was nothing like how it was with Courtney. She smiled when I started cumming, and she held her face perfectly still as I finished. It was the same when she wanted me to cum in her mouth, too: no hesitation, just a seemingly genuine hunger for human sperm. And she didn't even mind if some got in her hair. What a time to be alive. &#x200B; \_\_\_\_\_ &#x200B; After five minutes or so of daydreaming I sat up from the couch and turned off the TV. It wasn't playing anything, it was just displaying the steady image of my computer desktop. I tidied up a few random things in the living room and kitchen and headed up the stairs and down the hallway to my bedroom. Before I reached my own room, I stopped at Courtney's door, which was closed, with light peeking out from underneath. She was still awake. The pictures. The video. My sense of self-preservation kicked in. Not just for myself, but for the extensions of myself: Courtney, my brother, and the rest of my fucking family. Fuck. That could wait until tomorrow. I knocked twice on Courtney's door: my signature knock. Courtney told me to come in. I stepped in and stood just inside the doorway. "Hey, Baby. You need anything before bed?" I asked her sweetly. It was about the same thing I had asked her each night she had stayed over all throughout her life. "No, I'm okay," she told me. "I really had fun with you today, Uncle Dave. I love you so much." She melted me. "I love you too, baby. You can keep them for tonight, but tomorrow we gotta delete those photos and stuff, okay?" "Oh-kay..." Courtney pouted. "But I can keep em tonight?" she asked me. "Yeah, Babe, just tonight. So you better get your fill of them tonight," I told her. I knew she could back them up somewhere. I knew she might just do that. But I was also sure that, no matter what, she would keep them safe. Whatever. I kissed my niece goodnight a second time, and then went to bed myself.

Working in Real Estate part 13 [M35/F30/F32/F34] [fiction] [long] [riding] [oral] [penetration] [public flashing]

It was one of the rare occasions when me, Kayli, Jennifer, and Tara were all in our office together. We had just finished a team luncheons, eating food from a local restaurant while planning out the next few months for our real estate business. Kayli and I were also planning a weekend getaway, mostly to fuck, but also because she wanted to check out a vacation house she was thinking of buying. Her husband was unavailable to come, and I had quickly volunteered to keep her company. While Tara and Jennifer were jealous of us being alone, it was Jennifer who said, "I think while y'all are down there, one of you should be the sex slave for the other." Me and Kayli looked at each other and Kayli said, "Danny will already do whatever I want, where's the fun in that?" Tara spoke up and said, "then expand it out. Not only sex, but everything else." Jennifer said, "yeah, like that night I was free use for Danny. That was a blast, and not just the sex." I said I was down for it and Kayli said, "sure, why not? But, how do we decide who is in charge?" I instantly had an idea and said, "let's have a quick competition. You get Jennifer, I get Tara. Whoever gets their girl to cum first, using only our fingers and mouth, gets to be in charge." Kayli's face lit up and she agreed, Tara was quick to agree, but Jennifer said, "now? I have a showing in a hour." I said, "guess you better hope that Kayli is fast." After working out a few other details, I walked over to Tara's desk and kneeled in front of her, while Kayli walked to Jennifer's desk. Tara, the tall, blonde girl of the team, had on her usual leggings, a pink swirl design this time. I heard Kayli say, "so, who says go?" I said, "Jennifer, give a count down!" Jennifer quickly counted down from three and when she said go, I pulled Tara's leggings and thong down and off, pulled her to the edge of the chair, and started to lick and kiss around her clean shaven pussy. As she got wetter and wetter, I kissed and lick more of her pussy lips, spreading them to flick my tongue in and out, taking her lips in my mouth and softly sucking on them. Hearing Jennifer moaning, I brought my fingers up, slipping one inside Tara, making "come here" motion with it as I licked and sucked around her clit. Sliding my finger in and out of her, I stood up and whispered in her ear, "if you come first, when I get back, I'll give you a real reward." I heard Jennifer say something about cheating as I kneeled back down, my mouth and tongue joining my fingers and quickly bringing Tara to an orgasm, her hands pressing my head down into her pussy, her hips bucking up off the chair as she yelled out, "I'm coming!" Right behind her, I heard Jennifer moaning out, "fuck, I'm coming!" I stood up after licking up Tara's juices, Kayli standing up as well. She said, "what's this about cheating?" Tara told her I said something dirty to her, and I said that it wasn't against the rules. Kayli shrugged her shoulders and said, "true, guess that means you win." I reached out, wrapped Kayli in my arms, and leaned down to kiss her, swapping Tara's and Jennifer's cum in our mouths. That night, as I was packing to leave with Kayli the next day, I texted her, "by the way, you're only allowed to wear sun dresses this weekend. No pants, slacks, or shorts. Only dresses. Underwear optional." The next day, Kayli picked me up in the early afternoon to make the two hour drive to Park City, a resort town to the south of us. As I got in the mini SUV with her, I noticed that she had pulled her black hair back into a pony tail, and was wearing a pale blue sundress, with spaghetti stings on her shoulders, a ruffle pattern around the chest, and it ended just above her knees. We hugged and kissed before I fully sat down, put on my seat belt and we took off. She asked me, "so, why only sundresses?" I laughed and said, "because you look hot in them. And it's easy access. How many did you pack?" Kayli replied back, "five, including this one. And a few other options, in case you wanted me in something else. Only brought a few pairs of underwear and a lingerie set for the night time, if you want me to wear it." I told her that sounded amazing as I placed my hand on her thigh, and she reached down to take my hand in hers. We talked business and life for the first little bit of the drive, until during a break in our conversation, I placed my hand lower down on her thight, and slowly pushed it up, under her dress. Kayli, driving seventy miles an hour, quickly glanced down, and said, "what are you doing?" I laughed and said, "just was curious if you had anything on under this." She smiled and said, "you know, I almost had you drive so I could give you some road head. Is there such a thing for girls?" Moving my hand to the upper part of her leg, she spread them wider for me as I found that she didn't have any underwear on, and my fingers will soon playing with her clean shaven pussy lips. As she let out a low moan, I said, "I don't know. Are you going to be able to keep your eyes on the road?" She smirked and said, "probably not. Can't wait until we get to the hotel? Do I need to pull over somewhere?" I told her, "Nah, I'll just keep teasing you." And that's how we finished the rest of the drive, my hand teasing Kayli's pussy, getting her wetter and wetter, closer and closer, edging her just to the brink of an orgasm, then I would pull my hand away, leaving her to moan in her seat, begging me for more. When we arrived at the hotel a short time later, Kayli held my hand as we grabbed our bags and walked inside. She checked us into our room and as we walked to the elevator, she said, "it's funny that everybody this weekend is going to assume we're a couple." I asked why that was funny and she responded, "I guess I just get turned on by it, people thinking we're a couple, but in reality, you work for me, we fuck all the time, and I still have a husband at home, while you can fuck whoever you want to as well. Just crazy how life can be viewed by outsiders, yet they have no idea how it really is." Alone in the elevator, I pushed Kayli up against the wall, my hands grabbing at her ass under her dress, I said, "you mean that you don't think that cute front desk clerk wasn't thinking that we were going to go up to our room and I would have my cock down your throat minutes after she checked us in?" "Oh God," Kayli moaned, but I had to let go as the elevator stopped, another couple joining us on it. When we arrived at our floor and walked to our room, Kayli said, "if you're going to shove your cock down my throat, I just need to remind you that we have dinner reservations for tonight we need to get ready for." I said, "would you rather give me a blowjob now, or have me pick your outfit tonight, and do something super naughty during dinner?" She smiled, dropped to her knees, and said, "remember, I'm your slave this weekend, so why not both?" After I face-fucked Kayli and shot my cum down her throat, she emptied out her suitcase, laying out all her outfits for me to pick from. She said, "while you pick, I'm going to go fix my make up and hair." I gave her one request with her make-up, to which she kissed my cheek, said "ok," and walked into the bathroom, carrying her make-up bag. When she came back out a few minutes later, she had stripped off her dress, leaving her completely naked, had pulled her black hair out of the ponytail, leaving it loose around her head, and had on bright red lipstick, my one request for her make up. I looked her up and down, then glanced between her and the bed full of clothes. She asked if I had decided yet, and I told her I was choosing between a few. I surprised her when, instead of handing her a dress, I picked out a black and red plaid mini-skirt, and a long sleeve, red, top wrap that tied in the lower front corner. She asked me about underwear and I told her none as she smiled and walked off to get dressed. As I finished putting on some nicer clothes for myself, she came up and twirled around, looking dead sexy, with her mini-skirt ending just below her groin, the red wrap low cut, showing her massive double D cleavage, and bright red lipstick. She smiled as she picked out a pair of high heels that she said completed the outfit. I was a little worried that we wouldn't fit in at the restaurant we were going to that night, dress wise. Much to my surprise, we actually didn't look out of place at all. Kayli's outfit was immediately drawing the eyes of everybody in the room, including our waiter, who kept looking her up and down. After he took our drink orders, I told Kayli, "flash him your tits when he comes back." She smiled and said, "is this what you meant when you wanted to be naughty tonight?" I told her we were just getting started. When the waiter brought out our drinks, his eyes went huge when Kayli "accidentally" untied her wrap, her massive breasts spilling out as she tried to cover up. After she tied it back in place, he took our food order, and before he could walk away, I said, "keep up the good service and maybe you'll get another view." I told Kayli to continue to tease him, and she did, brushing up against him, leaning over when he came to check on us, and, my favorite, lifting up her skirt to flash us her ass when she got up to go to the bathroom as he refilled our drinks. With her gone, the waiter said, "you sir, are very lucky to be married to her." I laughed and said, "actually, she's my boss and my fuck buddy. So, yes, I am extremely lucky." He just shook his head in disbelief as he walked away. I told Kayli what he said when she was gone and she asked, "so, what should I do as a finale for him?" We quickly came up with a plan as we finished our dinner. When he dropped off our bill, the waiter about fell over when Kayli said, "hey, if you give me your phone number, I'll send you a picture to remember me by. And maybe next time I'm in Park City, we can hook up?" He hurried and wrote down his number on a piece of paper as we paid our bill and left the restaurant. Driving back to the hotel, my hands were all over Kayli as I told her all the dirty stuff I was going to do to her that night. My hand was up her skirt, feeling her soaking wet pussy as she pulled into the hotel parking lot. Before we got out of the car, I finally stuck my fingers inside her pussy, kissing her neck as I slide them in and out of her, her hips bucking up to meet my hand. As she got close to an orgasm, I pulled out of her, telling her she wasn't allowed to finish yet. She wanted to make out in the elevator, but I wouldn't let her, instead I kept my hand on the outside of her skirt, my fingers teasing her ass and pussy. Once back in our room, I wrapped my arms around Kayli, grabbing her ass, and picking her up. We begun to kiss passionately, our tongues swirling together, as I walked us towards the bed. I sat her down on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs as I kneeled in front of her. I pushed her plaid skirt up, exposing her wet pussy, kissing all around as she begged me to lick her. I finally gave in, running my tongue up her pussy, flicking it in and out of her, as Kayli's body shudder above me. I found her clit, sucking into my mouth as I brought my hand up, sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy. Kayli placed her hands on top of my head, pushing me down into her, as a massive orgasm finally hit her, her back arching off the bed as she moaned my name. Standing up, I reached up, pulling her red wrap apart, pushing the sides off her, her double D breasts spilling out, falling to either side of her skinny body. I grabbed her phone, taking a picture of her body, tossing the phone to her and said, "send that to the guy from the restaurant. As she did so, I hurried and stripped off my clothes, my six inch long, thick cock springing free, hitting Kayli's pussy. I grabbed onto her legs, pulling her forward, my hard cock coming into contact with her wet pussy. After her orgasm, I had no problem slipping inside her and I was quickly thrusting in and out of her, watching as her breasts bounced on her chest, nearly hitting Kayli on the jaw as she moaned in pleasure. After a few minutes of pounding into her while I stood off the bed, I pulled out and climbed onto the bed. As Kayli rolled over and crawled up next to me, I said, "suck my cock, then ride me." Kayli eagerly scooted down to my cock, sticking straight up in the air, covered in her juices. She pulled off the rest of her red top, throwing it to the ground, then kneeled over my groin, swooping her black hair to one side, giving me a perfect view as her red lipstick covered mouth formed a perfect O and engulfed my cock, quickly swallowing my entire shaft. I put my hands under my head, lifting myself to watch as Kayli bobbed her head up and down my cock, her breasts bouncing under her, one of her hands softly squeezing my balls while the other hand rested on my leg. Making eye contact with me, Kayli popped me out of her mouth, running her tongue up and down my shaft. She said, "may I ride you now?" I told her yes and watched she deep throated me one more time before sitting up. Kayli finished removing her skirt, rubbed her pussy with one hand, while grabbing my cock with her other hand, and put my tip into her entrance. She slowly guided herself down my shaft, moaning as my thick filled her. Kayli leaned down to kiss me, her nipples brushing against my chest, her body slowly rocking back and forth. When she started to move her hips up and down, she broke the kiss, sitting up on my cock, and I reached forward, taking her breasts in my hands. I squeezed them, pinched her nipples, rolling them in my fingers as Kayli bounced up and down on my cock. Wanting them in my mouth, I pulled Kayli down until her breasts were at my face. Kayli put her hands on both sides of my head as she continued to ride me, moaning out, "fuck, I love you sucking on my tits." I had brought her left nipple to my mouth, flicking it with my tongue while I held her right breast in my hand. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, gently biting down on it. I kissed over to her right nipple, giving it the same treatment. I kept alternating between her nipples as she slide her wet pussy up and down my hard shaft. I let go of her breasts as she sat up a little straighter on me, grabbing on to her hips. I started to buck my hips up as she came down, causing her to moan more and more as I got deeper into her. I told her I was getting close, making Kayli ride me faster and harder, moaning out how she wanted my cum. I grabbed a tighter hold on her hips, pulling her down on me hard, as I pushed up in her, cum exploding out of my cock as I moaned out loud. Kayli threw her head back, her own orgasm hitting her as my cum filled her pussy. I continued to thrust up into her as she moaned out, "oh God, oh God, fuck me, fuck yes!" When I was done and starting to go limp, Kayli rolled off me, and I pulled her into a cuddle with my arms. After kissing my cheek, she said, "that was amazing." I told her that it was just the beginning and she asked, "what else do you have planned this weekend?" As I described to her all things I wanted to do to her, Kayli drifted off to sleep and I followed shortly after.

My girlfriend and I swapped partners, but the other guy got all the attention

My girlfriend and I had sex with another couple and I was ignored (unintentionally) Lately my girlfriend (25f, we’ll call her M) and I (24m) have been getting into playing around with other partners. It’s been fun fantasizing and pretending, but a week ago we pulled the trigger and jumped into bed with a friend (24f, S) and her boyfriend (30m, D). The plan was, after a night out to loosen the nerves, to come back home and swap partners for a little oral and see where things go. Well, after a few hours of dancing and drinking we were all feeling it, so we took an Uber home and got to business. I am by no means small, this isn’t some dick shame story, we’re about the same size. But man, this dude could own the room. When we both dropped our pants my girlfriend practically had hearts in her eyes. We were sitting next to eachother on the couch, and M and S both went to work. I got a fairly nice blowjob, but S was just staring at my girl give really sloppy head. Eventually S had my dick in my hand and was giving D a double blowjob. Before I knew it, M turned to me,pulled his cock out of her mouth, and asked if she could fuck him. Why not, I thought, we’re already at the point and I’d like a little pussy too. Without hesitating M climbed aboard and started riding D. His girl went back to blowing me while we were both watching M break a sweat. Apparently D couldn’t last long, and blew his load in my girl faster than I could finish with his, but man M was satisfied. She climbed off and went to give me a blowjob, while S asked if it was cool if she jump on D’s D. Apparently what he lacked in stamina he made up for with a quick reset. So now they’re fucking and M is on her hands and knees on the couch, panting and trying to blow me. After a little while S pops up off D and gets on her hands and knees and they both give me a double blowjob. Pretty nice right? Well, D hadn’t finished in S , he just wanted more of M. So while she was blowing me he pulled up alongside the couch, and slid home into my girl. They fucked for probably another 40 minutes, and eventually I did have S ride me. After D filled my girl up a second time, he and S went to take a shower and get some sleep. M got cleaned up and then we drove to the store for a plan B just in case. Honestly, it was still a pretty fun night, and we’ll probably do this again soon. Maybe next time though, we’ll find someone other than D.

[GFA/gd] Seduced by my granddaughter

About a week after we first had sex I took my granddaughter Kay out on a "date". I knew in order to do this we would have to drive a ways out so nobody would know this beautiful young woman was my granddaughter. I know a great seafood place almost an hour away from the house. We both dressed nice for the occasion. Kay wore this short deep blue dress, it showed off those amazing legs she has and the front was low cut. She has very small natural breasts, barely a cups, but I love how she looks. I was very excited for the drive. Kay kept rubbing on my leg the entire time and she would slide up and rub on my cock and tell me she was excited for dessert later. When we parked Kay lifted her leg to show me she didn't have panties on under her dress. The meal was nice, we were affectionate and not afraid of being caught. It helps that I'm white and Kay looks 0% white, everyone must just assume I'm a sugar daddy and I'm fine with that. During the meal Kay told me to try some of her food. She lifted it to my mouth and I went for a bite. She made sure her finger went in my mouth first and I could taste her pussy on it. She had a very naughty look on her face, so I knew she must have fingered herself under the table before feeding me the crab. I told her it tasted delicious but she tasted even better, she slid her foot up my leg under the table. We went back to the car and made out before driving back home. Bout 30 minutes out Kay was getting really handsy and she started fingering herself. I reached over and moved her hands, she was grinding down on my fingers and calling me Papi while I played with that 19 year old pussy. We went like that for like 10 minutes, when we reached our exit and I had to take my hand away to turn Kay took off her seatbelt and started undoing my pants. She was up on her knees on her seat and took my cock in her mouth. She was moaning as she began sucking and slurping on my hard cock. She is a very talented cocksucker. I told her when we got to our neighborhood and she stopped and got back in her seat. I could see her still looking up at me from her seat. There was drool on her chin so it was obvious she had been sucking dick, thankfully her grandma wasn't home that night. We parked and I was getting my keys to open the door and Kay bent over and pulled her dress up and told me to fuck her on the porch. I opened the door as fast as I could and dragged her inside. She looked up at me making her eyes big and sad "I'm sorry papi, was I being a bad girl?" I told her she was being very naughty and I scooped her up. I told her she needed to be punished. I sat on the couch and put her over my knee. Her chest was on one of my legs and I could feel how hard her nipples were through our clothes. I lifted the dress exposing her bare ass and smacked it hard. She cried out and said she deserved to be punished and wanted to be a good girl. I spanked her again. I would smack her ass with my palm then rub on it and feel the heat from her spanked red ass. I gave her a few more so her ass was nice and marked. I let her go and told her to stand up and she did, her dress straps had fallen down and her small breasts were exposed. I grabbed her and sucked on one. She let out a fake whimper and asked if she is a good girl now. "Almost, be a good girl and bend over." I was undoing my pants and got behind her. She leaned forward and put her hands on the couch. I kicked my pants and underwear off and lifted Kay's dress, her ass was red and her pussy was begging for my cock. I grabbed her waist with one hand and guided my cock to her wet hole. She adjusted and spread her legs and I got the head in. I pushed a little and she was moaning it's too big but she loves how it feels. After a couple minutes of half strokes I was able to get it inside and Kay was throwing it back on me. I let her set the pace at first. My dick felt great that night, I didn't foresee any problems with it staying hard. Kay kept saying "Papi, that dick feels so good." I grabbed her hips and started pounding her hard. She had to put a foot up on the couch to steady herself. The height difference sometimes makes it hard to fuck standing like this but her high heels helped. She's only 5'3 and I'm 6'8. Kay was reaching between her legs to rub her clit while we fucked. "Papi fuck this pussy. Oh fuck. Fuck your little slut." Kay was talking dirty between her moans. I love how dirty she is when we're together. I felt my orgasm getting close and told her I was going to cum in her pussy. She started yelling for me to cum in her, use that pussy and fill it up. I kept pounding her hard and fast until I came in her. When I stopped thrusting Kay kept slowly rocking back and forth on my dick and she let out a long soft moan. "Am I a good girl now Papi?" She asked. "You're a good little slut." I told her, and she was grinning looking up at me. We showered together and watched one of her shows before bed. My wife wasn't coming home the next day so Kay stayed in my bed that night.

The first time I got cucked

My girlfriend had always wanted to cuck me. She was very upfront when we started dating that she had this kink, even from before we started dating. When we started dating she suppressed it for a couple of years. But then we went on a break for 2 weeks and she had what she calls her "slut fest". After that she told me that she didn't want to suppress it anymore. I almost ended the relationship because of it but she convinced me to try it at least once. And thank god she did. After the break it didn't take long for us to start talking about her cucking me. She had been talking to an old friend with benefits and agreed to meet him at a club. The plan was that she would meet him and take him back to her place because she lived alone and I would just let myself in with a spare key. Well, the night came and we went to the club and Flora was looking stunning in a white dress. Before we even got inside there were plenty of guys ogling her. I was surprised by how much I was enjoying this. We got inside and got some drinks and started dancing. We were drinking and dancing for quite a while when a guy came up to Flora from behind and put an arm around her waist and kissed her neck. She turned around and looked up at this guy who was 6'2" and really good looking. Clearly went to the gym too. Flora smiled and went up on her tippy toes to kiss him. As she did so his hand migrated down to her ass and gave it a good squeeze. I took this as my cue to leave. I wandered off to a booth where I could keep an eye on them. On the way I went to the bathroom. And when I came back they were making out in the middle of the dance floor still. It didn't take long for them to leave. I thought that I would give them a few minutes head start. A couple of minutes later I got a voice message that I had to go outside to hear. It was my gf telling that they we going back to James' flat because he lived way closer and that she would see me later. This irritated me a little but not that much. I walked back to Flora's flat and let myself in. I sat down on the couch watched TV. While I was sitting there I couldn't help but imagine what was going on. What position were they in? Had he made her orgasm? Had he cum? Were they using a condom? When would she be back? All of that stuff. It was making me turned on and I really want to masturbate but I resisted the urge because I was waiting until Flora got home. My emotions were a mess though. I was flipping back and forth between thinking that this whole experience has been incredibly hot and I can't wait to do it again, and on the other side I was getting angry and jealous and that I never wanted to do this again. Eventually I fell asleep and when I woke up in was 7 am and Flora still wasn't back. I wandered into the bedroom and got into bed. When I next woke up it was to Flora coming through the door and 1030. I was now buzzing. Instant erection, ready to hear all about it. But she was quite tired and wanted to have a shower first. I waited as she had her shower. She came out wrapped in a towel and she collapsed onto the bed. I lay down next to her and I looked into her eyes and we kissed. I asked her all about it. I won't say exactly what she said because her story telling abilities are poor at best (I know that mine are not much better) and it was all over place with random details and changing time and topic. I could barely enjoy it because I was having to work out how it all fit together. It made me think to myself that if we were going to do this again I was going to enrol her in a creative writing class. So, here are some highlights. After they left they took an uder back to his flat. And when they got there they continued to make out. He picked her up and carried her over to the couch and she sat on his lap as they made out. Flora unbuttoned his shirt and started Kissing his chest as she then undid his belt and took out his cock. She kissed him on his chest and worked her way down his stomach until she was now on her knees in front of him. She started to kiss, lick and suck his cock. Soon, he was holding her hair out of the way as she slurped on his cock. She then stood up and did a little strip tease as she took off her dress. And then straddled him and Lowered herself down onto his cock. She rode him for a while. Both grinding and bouncing on it until he stood up and picked her up. With her arms around his neck and her legs around his back he began to pound her mid air. He walked with her on his cock to the bedroom. And they lay on the bed as he continued to pound her. That was when she had her first orgasm. Her next once came about 10 minutes later after some aggressive doggy and spanking. And the third came after more doggy and some prone bone. He then told her that he was about to come and he pulled out and came all over her ass and back. They then went to sleep but woke up for in the middle of the night for some spooning sex. He was fucking her while she fingered herself. And she didn't realise that he was about to cum until he was squeezing her boob really hard and cumming inside her! Then in the morning as she was getting dressed to come home, she was fixing her hair in the mirror, when he came up behind her and started Kissing her neck and telling her that she was too good for me. He lifted up her dress again and pulled down her thong and slid inside one last time. My girlfriend said that it was so hot watching herself in the mirror as he fucked her. See how her face contorted as he did. When he was about to cum Flora spun around to try and take him in her mouth but she was not fast enough and he came all over the side and front of her dress. She tried to wipe it up but unfortunately the stained. When she came back she realised that she had left the thong that I had bought for her there. James was probably very pleased about that. I was not so pleased as it was from Victoria's Secret and I had paid for it. While she had been telling me the story she had been giving me a hand job and when she told me about him fucking her in the mirror I had blasted a massive load all over my belly and chest. Some cum even reached my chin. And now we have done stuff like this ever since

What's a little fingering between friends? [M/F][all characters 22+][fingering]

It was the end of a long day at the beach and we were heading back to the area of town we all lived. Rick, Leanne, Kathy, Jessie and me had all met in college and were spending these last few weeks together before we headed back to our studies. Kathy and I had hit it off and had made out a few times but we never did the deed. Leanne was a little harder to read but her body spoke to me. Jessie was Rick’s girlfriend. I was in the back Rick’s SUV. Jessie was up in front and I was sitting between Leanne and Kathy with all of us under a blanket. Leanne was on my left, reclined with her eyes closed not speaking. Kathy’s head was on my shoulder with her body pressed in close on my right. Kathy was holding on to my arm, clutching and releasing, using it to communicate with me while my soaked fingers explored under the bathing suit. She pretended to be asleep but was anything but. \---- This was our last Friday together and so we hung out sipping concealed beer, playing volleyball and swimming in the warm waters of the gulf. The beach was filled with people, men, women and families. It was hot and breezy and exactly what we all needed. Kathy and I found ourselves alone a couple of times and started to chat about our last years at college. We chatted about the future and hopes and dreams. I realized that between the honest conversation, the heat and the beer we were definitely feeling open and spoke more freely. I moved my chair closer to hers and, on several occasions, our arms touched and stayed in contact. I was feeling a buzz all around. As some point Leanne, Rick and Jessie rejoined us and Jessie took Kathy’s arm to drag her to the bathroom further down the beach. Rick offered to get more snacks and followed the girls. Leanne stayed and adjusted her lounger to face me and the high sun. I watched Kathy’s ass walk away through the crowds when Leanne’s question brought me back. “Why haven’t we fucked?” “Pardon?” I looked back at her. She was mostly reclined wearing her NYC ball cap and dark sunglasses. I couldn’t see her eyes to tell where she was looking, if at all. “You heard me. Are you gay? I just watched you look at Kathy’s ass, I see you watch Jessie and Rick make out and you’re definitely familiar with my tits. So what’s up?” I took a long sip of cool beer to cover my surprise. “It just never seemed to be in the cards. You’re hard to read and you seem disinterested.” That came out easier than I expected. Thank you, beer. She twisted her lips to the side and nodded slightly a couple of times. The silence lasted a bit too long. “Don’t get me wrong,” I said, “you’ve got an incredible body and you’re sexy as fuck.” Thank you, beer? “You look hot in that bikini and I’ve thought about you some nights.” Oh my God, beer. I drank more. “See, now you’re talking,” she replied with a smile. “Tell me more about my bikini.” And with that, she parted her legs so I could see it all. “And be honest.” “It looks like it was made for you, maybe even painted on.” My friend, Beer, was being very helpful. “It’s tight in all the right places and your breasts almost don’t fit, I don’t know how you keep them in there. And your nipples just want to be teased through the fabric and, since I’m being honest, I can make out the faint lines of your pussy lips. And it’s a turn on.” Without skipping a beat, “Can you see my clit?” “No, unfortunately.” “It’s right here.” And under the guise of scratching her thigh with her fingers, her thumb pressed down and then side to side, rolling over the small hard hump of her clit. Then her arm withdrew and she resumed her sunbathing. “Just for future reference.” After a moment the girls and Rick returned with some drinks and bags of chips. Kathy sat down beside me again and Rick and Jessie flopped down on their blanket. Kathy leaned right into my ear. “I want you,” she whispered and she took my earlobe briefly between her lips. That caused a pulse between my thighs and I took another sip of my friend, Beer. \----- Rick and Jessie were chatting away in the front of the SUV when I felt Kathy tense and her nails dug into my arm. I curled my fingers as best I could, finding that spot. Kathy held her breath and everything went taught. My fingers felt the pulse and press of her orgasm. I was so fucking turned on and I really wish I could have used my other hand to really finish her off. The problem was, my other hand was busy fucking Leanne.

Bella [Ch. 3 Pt. 3] My fiance makes a decision about how far she's willing to go with Devon. [BBC, hotwife]

Everything he previously said about her was right. She was built for what he had to give her, and she wanted him right now. She felt him sliding inside of her and she grabbed the back of her knees to spread herself open for him. "Yeeeees, uuuuuhhhh," Bella cried as she opened her eyes. Bella was shocked to see Devon's hand at her pussy and not his torso. What she thought was his cock was actually his very thick fingers. Devon smiled at the surprised look on Bella's face. He began moving his fingers in and out of her while curling his fingers up against her g-spot, making wet sloshing sounds. She looked at Devon's still hard cock and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it slowly. She looked over and reached for Steve's cock to do the same. With two hard dicks in her hands, she opened her legs wide to enjoy Devon's fingers working magic inside her. His other hand grabbed her left breast and rolled her erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Steve did the same with her other breast. Bella felt like such a slut holding two cocks at one time. She couldn't believe how much bigger Devon's was than her boyfriend's. She was always satisfied with his dick, and she wondered how anyone could take such a large cock. Devon sped up his fingers as they plunged in and out of her. Having four hands on her at once was quickly moving her towards an even bigger orgasm than the last one. "You like my thick fingers?" Devon asked. "Oh fuck, yeah!" Bella cried. Devon's hand became a blur as it smacked into her sopping pussy as fast as he could move it. His thick fingers were glistening with her juices and stimulating her g-spot in a way she never experienced. He was playing her body like a musician playing a musical instrument, and her pleasure was the song. She felt her boyfriend's lips touch hers as he kissed her deeply. Their tongues connected as her body let go completely, making her gasp into their open mouthed kiss. She squirted into Devon's hand and onto the couch below, leaving a large puddle of her juices. Their kiss continued for several minutes as her body recovered. She continued stroking both cocks as she kissed her boyfriend. Steve looked down at Bella spread out before both of them. He looked at his girlfriend's hand stroking Devon's hard cock, and a new surge of blood engorged his own erection. "Baby, I think Devon needs you," Steve told her. Bella looked down at the cock she was holding, feeling it pulse in her hands. She knew what both men wanted, and she wanted it too. Devon looked at Steve, who nodded his encouragement. He slid off the couch and crouched between her legs as he positioned his cock at her entrance. Her pink petals of her pussy were open and ready for what was about to happen. Devon had never seen anything so beautiful. All of her was perfect. He slid the head of his cock up and down her labia and slapped the full weight of it down on her clit. Her juices were coating the tip of his cock as he repeatedly teased her for several long seconds. Bella felt her body getting ready for the penetration she was about to receive. Her pussy lubricated even more as she stared up into Devon's eyes. She was ready to get fucked by a big black cock. Steve looked down at his girlfriend and admired her body. Her skin was flushed, and her pretty pink pussy was open and lubricated for the taking. She had a hungry look in her eyes as she gazed up at Devon, biting her lip. He'd never wanted anything more as Devon slid his big cock between her labia. "Bella, you did this tonight to pay off a bet. Consider your bet paid off. I'm not going to fuck you," Devon told her. "I want you to talk this over with Steve. You have my number and know how to find me. If you do decide to reach out to me, I will know your true intent, and I'll give it to you fully, but right now, I don't want to take advantage of the situation." "But..." Bella writhed as Devon pulled away from her. "I, I, I...!" "Talk it over and call me," Devon told him. "I don't want any doubts. Next time, there will be no holding back. I don't want any hesitation or regrets. You two are a loving couple, and I need you to talk about this and make a decision." Seeing Bella so wanton and in need made Steve crazy with desire for her. He was on her before Devon pulled his pants back on to leave. Her whole body shuddered as she was finally penetrated. "Give it to her good, Steve," Devon told him. "You're a lucky man." Steve grabbed Devon's garter and began fucking her as hard as he could. Her eyes rolled back as she strummed her clit. Her orgasm came quickly, and neither one of them saw Devon walk out the door. Steve's orgasm came shortly afterwards. They talked about that night and about Devon's proposal for several days. Bella admitted she would have had sex with him in the moment, but to plan it would be a huge step. Her Christian upbringing made her feel that pursuing another man was sinful even though Steve wanted it. Upon graduation, Steve and Bella took a vacation to Hawaii, and he proposed to her on a helicopter tour. They bought a nice condo in the city where they worked and settled in together as their careers were starting. Later that summer, Steve opened the mail and found Devon sent them both season tickets to the Jets. "Babe, it looks like we'll have something to do on Sundays this fall," Steve said as he handed her the box of tickets. "Are you serious?" Bella asked. "You bought me tickets?" "No, they're from Devon," Steve replied. "There's a note in the package." Bella read the note out loud, saying, "To my biggest fan. Enjoy. - Devon." "Those are premium tickets, babe," Steve told her. Steve looked up the seating chart and was surprised to see they were right behind the Jets' bench. The tickets had to have cost a fortune. It came with VIP parking and upscale food along with the great seats and a private deck. Bella was stunned when Steve showed her the seating chart. She couldn't believe that she'd be there for eight games and maybe some playoff games as well. She'd always been a Jets fan, and she couldn't wait for the season to start. Bella fanned out the tickets and took a selfie to send to Devon, saying, "We just opened the tickets. You really didn't have to do that. You were the one who won the bet after all. But thank you so so much." Bella's phone dinged a few seconds later with a message from Devon, saying, "No problem, sweetie. I'd say you earned them. You two enjoy." Bella thought about the night from a few months earlier when she was spread open and hoping he'd push his big black cock into her. That moment did not come, and she sometimes regretted not taking him up on his offer to call him. Steve and Bella were going to premarital counseling with Pastor Tom, their church pastor. He offered it to everyone he married as a way to get couples started in the right direction. On that Monday night, the two were discussing sex within the confines of marriage. "You know, within the confines of marriage, there are no restrictions on what you two do in the bedroom," Pastor Tom told them. "The most important part is no one does what both of you don't agree upon. If one of you doesn't want something to happen, it doesn't. Also, you should respect each others' fantasies. You should feel open to share your thoughts and feelings with each other. The key is communication. If you both agree on a particular act, enjoy it. That is what marriage is all about." Bella pondered the pastor's words that night while lying next to Steve in the bed. She had buried her thoughts from the night with Devon, and she wanted to talk to Steve now that the pastor opened the door. "Steve, I want to admit something to you," Bella said after she gathered her confidence. "Promise me you won't get upset." "Of course, babe," Steve told her. "I promise. What's on your mind?" "You know that night with Devon," Bella began. "I didn't want to stop." "I didn't want it to stop either," he replied. "What were you thinking right before he stopped?" "I wasn't thinking at that moment," Bella replied. "I just wanted him to fuck me. Is that wrong?" "I don't think it's wrong, because I wanted it too," Steve told her. "But you're my fiancé now," Bella replied. "You should be the only person I want to sleep with." "Okay look Bella, I may be great at being your best friend, holding conversations, and we have great sex," Steve began explaining. "I'd go against anyone in holding your heart, because I know I have it, and you are as loyal as they come. I've always been the smartest guy in the classroom and often the fastest learner on the mats. I've never felt weaker than any man and can hold my own in any fight, but when I see a man like Devon, I know he can do something I just can't. I saw the way you looked at him. I can do two things: I can get hurt and try to deny it, or I can embrace it and enjoy the fact that he can give you something I just can't." "You would really enjoy watching me with him?" Bella asked. "When I saw him about to mount you, I had a mix of feelings like I was punched in the gut and an instantaneous rush of adrenaline," Steve replied. "I was excited to see how you would react to him, and what he'd be able to do to you." "Do you still want to see it happen?" Bella asked. "Do you want it to happen?" Steve asked. "I do," Bella said. Those two words sent a huge shot of adrenaline through Steve's body. Those two words had historic significance for a husband and wife, and she just used them to relay her deepest desires to the man she loved. "Thank you for being honest with me and to yourself, Bella," Steve told her as he rolled over and kissed her gently. "I think you need to reach out to Devon." Bella picked up her phone, and began contemplating what to type. She didn't know how to tell him what she wanted to do. After a few minutes of staring at her screen, she began typing. "Devon, I don't want you to think that I'm reaching out to you because of the tickets you bought us. I am very happy to have them, and I'm very grateful. I'm reaching out to you to see if your other offer is still on the table." Devon replied a few seconds later, saying, "Of course it is, Bella, but what is it you want from me? I want you to say it." Bella clicked on video chat to call him. His image popped up on her screen. He was shirtless and sitting on his white sheets. His huge muscles filled the screen. "Hi sweetie," Devon smiled. "Hi Devon," Bella blushed. "I'm here with Steve, and we've been talking for months." "Hi Steve, good to see you again," Devon said. "So what have you been talking about?" "We've talked about you a lot," Bella admitted giggling. "Mostly in the bedroom, but we've spent a long time mulling over your proposal." "So, have you made your decision?" Devon asked. "We have," Bella replied. "And, what is it you decided?" Devon replied. "I want it to happen," Bella said. "Tell me what you want to happen," Devon told him. "Enough holding back." "I want you to fuck me," Bella replied quickly. "What made you decide to do this now?" Devon asked. "I realized that sex is not a bad thing, especially when the person you love wants the same thing you do," Bella replied. "Okay, I have next weekend off," Devon said. "I want to take you both out for dinner. How about Saturday night?" "Uh, yeah," Bella replied, knowing her fate was sealed. "Good, I'll send you the restaurant's address," Devon told them. "Take an Uber, and I'm sure I don't have to tell you to wear something nice. Have a good night." Steve and Bella watched more hotwife porn in the days leading up to their date. In one of the videos, the wife was wearing an anklet on her right ankle with a spade charm on it. Bella asked about it, and Steve looked it up to find out what it stood for. The thought of her being a queen of spades appealed to both of them. The Uber pulled up to the curb of the restaurant Devon picked out. Steve stepped out of the car and walked around to open the door for Bella. She swung her legs out, and he almost had a view up her short black dress as she stepped out of the car in her tall heels. Her queen of spades charm dangled off her right anklet. Heads turned to look at the sexy blonde as she reached her arm around Steve's and walked into the exclusive restaurant. Her form fitting dress highlighted her round rear and her ample breasts. It had an open back and a deep V down the front that showed almost half of her firm breasts. She looked stunning and classy. Devon was waiting inside the foyer when they entered the restaurant. Bella's eyes met his, and Steve could feel her take a deep breath. Devon was wearing a fitted gray suit that made him look extremely handsome. "Hello Steve," Devon said as he shook his hand. "Thank you for making this decision. It takes a strong, brave man to do this. Many people don't understand what it takes to share the woman they love, but I do." "Thanks Devon," Steve smiled. "Hello sweetie, I love your dress," Devon said as he reached for her and pulled her to him in a soft kiss on her lips. "You look stunning as usual." Bella melted as the big man kissed her. He offered his arm and she took it as he led her to a table in a private area that had a view of the city. Bella sat on the white soft fabric bench seat next to Devon, and Steve took a seat across from them. The waiter took their drink order as the three of them talked. "I'm glad you both made this decision," Devon told them. "Bella, you are a beautiful woman, and I am truly blessed to have this opportunity. You both will not regret it. I promise you that." "Thank you for the compliment," Bella said. "I learned that I needed to be honest with my feelings. When I did, I realized I wanted this to happen." "I'm thankful you did," Devon replied. "And you, Steve, what made you come to this decision?" Devon asked. "Look, I see Bella as a formula one race car," Steve explained. "I can drive, and I'm a safe and decent driver, but she needs to have a professional take her through the turns. I know my own limitations, and someone as beautiful as her should not be kept in a garage. I love her too much for that." "That's a perfect analogy, Steve," Devon replied. "And I will say that I have the skills to take her through the turns. Have you ever heard of a bull?" "No, what's that?" Steve asked. "It's a man who couples seek out for these types of relationships with their wives or girlfriends," Devon explained. "Couples seek them out to give the woman pleasure that maybe the husband cannot provide, or sometimes they are looking for something different. I've been that man." "How many couples have you done this with?" Bella asked. "I have five regulars, but I've had a few dozen," Devon replied. "We practice safe sex and test often." The waiter returned with their drinks, interrupting their conversation. They took them and waited for him to round the corner before carrying on. "To great decisions and open doors," Devon said as he raised his glass. "Cheers," Steve replied as he raised his glass. "Cheers," Bella replied, as she thought about the door she opened. Bella took a deep swig of her martini to calm her nerves. She was getting excited thinking about what the night entailed for her. "So Bella, are you wearing panties?" Devon asked. "Yes," Bella replied as her face flushed noticeably. "Take them off and hand them to me," Devon told her. Bella stood to go to the restroom, and Devon stopped her. "Where are you going?" Devon asked. "To go to the bathroom to take them off," Bella replied. "No, take them off here," Devon told her. "And give them to me. You won't need them for the rest of the night." Bella sat back down, looking around apprehensively as she brought her hands up and reached under her skirt. She pulled her black thong down her legs and off without exposing too much skin. She handed her panties to Devon, and he put them in his pocket. "Did you shave today?" Devon asked. "Yes," Bella said, wondering what was next. "Show us," Devon told her. Bella pulled her skirt up, showing her bald mound while keeping her legs tightly closed. "Girl, why you teasing?" Devon asked. "Show us properly. Open those legs wide. I want to make this a fun night for Steve too. Give us a show." Bella lifted her knees and placed her heels on either side of her of the bench she was sitting on. The cool restaurant air wafted over her bare flesh as her labia opened up to Steve and Devon's appreciative gaze. She could feel her body responding to Devon's dominance as moisture gathered in her heated sex. She loved what he was doing to her. Pushing her past her comfort zone. She admitted to herself that she was wrong about black men being too forward. They were just confident because they know what they are capable of. "Where'd you get that charm?" Devon asked, noticing the charm on her anklet. "Steve bought it online this week for this date," Bella admitted. "I'm going to fuck your white pussy harder that it's ever been fucked tonight, Bella," Devon told her. "Are you ready for that?" "Yes," Bella replied as his words ignited her desire. "I want that." "You need to be more direct and tell me what you want, or I'll make you stay like that when the waiter comes back," Devon told her. "I want you to fuck me hard with your big black cock," Bella said in a slow sultry voice. "May I put my legs down now?" "Yes," Devon smiled. Bella put her legs down and straightened her skirt right before the waiter walked around the corner with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. She sighed in relief that he didn't catch her, but the exhibitionist in her wished he did. Devon pulled Bella close to him and kissed her gently. Bella looked into Steve's eyes as she parted her lips and met Devon's tongue with her own. Steve's dick hardened watching her make out with him. Devon grabbed Bella's left hand and pulled it to the bulge in his slacks. She ran her hand up and down the large bulge as she continued to rub him. Devon ran his dark hand up her creamy thighs, pulling her skirt up as he went. She opened her legs slightly as his hand moved up to the junction of her legs. Bella opened her legs even more as his hand made contact with her wet folds. He touched her with smooth perfection, and her hand squeezed and pulled on his bulge in his pants. Steve watched his girlfriend slowly lose herself to the large black man as she opened her legs for his big black hand. She moaned into their kiss as she stroked his cock through his slacks. He pushed two of his fingers between her wet labia while stroking her clit with his thumb. Just then, the waiter returned, and Bella straightened her skirt just before he arrived at the table. She tried to catch her breath as the waiter placed her plate in front of her. The three of them ate their food while enjoying their conversation. The two men's sense of humor had Bella at ease, although Devon kept his hand on her throughout the meal. All three of them were ready to get to the after dinner party, and Devon called for an Uber for the three of them. "Are you okay?" Bella asked Steve as she got up from the table. "Absolutely, babe," Steve replied. "Thank you for checking on me, but I'm great. This night is for you, and I want you to enjoy it. The more you enjoy it, the more I will." "I love you," Bella told him as she kissed him softly on the lips. "I love you too," Steve replied. "I need to use the ladies room," Bella said, walking toward the bar area. The two men watched her walk with an extra sway in her hips. Both had the same thing on her mind. "Look at the confidence she has right now, Steve," Devon told him. "Watch how the men respond to her." Steve watched her ass sway sexily in her little black dress as she strutted past a group of men chatting at the bar. One of the men nudged the other, and they all looked at the beautiful blonde as she walked past them. She made eye contact with them and smiled confidently as she caught their attention. This was out of character for Bella. She would have looked straight ahead and ignored the men's stares in the past, but now she was embracing their attention. Her sexuality was alive within her, and she was feeding off the fact that these men wanted her. "I see what you mean," Steve acknowledged. "She knows who she is now," Devon told him. "She's a vixen." Bella returned a couple minutes later, and she made the same show as she walked past the group of men. One of them said something to her, making her stop in front of them. She engaged him in a brief conversation, and then pointed at Steve and Devon. The men turned and looked at the two men. One of them motioned with a thumbs up as Bella continued her walk toward them. "What was that all about?" Steve asked her. "They offered me a drink, but I told them I had to get back to my fiancé and my boyfriend," Bella replied. "You really told them that?" Steve asked her. "I sure did," Bella replied as she gave him a smoldering kiss on the lips. After their tongues danced for a bit, Bella pulled away from Steve and then gave Devon the same treatment. Steve looked over at the bar, and the group of men were still watching them with open mouths. Steve watched his fiancée take Devon's arm again as they walked out of the restaurant. To anyone who had not seen the previous kiss, they appeared to be a hot interracial couple. No one would know the large diamond on her finger was not from him, but the man walking with the couple. The Uber was waiting for them, and Steve sat up front. Devon opened the back door for Bella, and she scooted across the seat. Devon was immediately on Bella as soon as the Tesla departed from the curb. Steve could hear their tongues dueling and their lips smacking from the front seat. Bella moaned into their kiss, and his imagination filled in the blanks as to where their hands were. The Uber driver was doing his best to focus on the road as the hot couple made out in the back seat. He was a white middle aged man with a paunchy belly and balding hair. Devon unzipped his slacks and pulled his cock out. Bella looked down at it and grinned nervously. She wrapped her hand around it and kissed him again as she stroked him. Devon mauled her large breasts, freeing them both from the confines of her dress as he pulled the straps off her shoulders. His expert hands worked her into a sexual frenzy as he kissed her. The diamond sparkling in the streetlights caught her eye, reminding her of the decadence of what she was about to do. The man who gave her that ring wanted this to happen. This thought gave her the courage to comply with Devon pushing her head down. She parted her full lips and sucked Devon's cock-head into her watering mouth. She swirled her tongue around his large mushroom tip as she continued stroking him. She loved doing this. Steve turned and watched as Bella bobbed her head on Devon's thick spear. He watched her dress rise above her naked white cheeks as Devon pulled it over her round hips. It bunched at her waist, leaving her essentially nude. Devon reached over her ass and shoved two thick fingers into her sopping mound. She moaned into his cock as he pistoned his fingers into her wet gash. "Uh God, I love this big cock," Bella moaned, no longer caring that the Uber driver could hear her. The driver adjusted his mirror to see the illicit scene in his back seat. The sounds and smell of her wanton sex filled the cab as Steve and the driver listened and watched. "Are you like a third wheel or something?" the driver asked as he looked over at Steve. "No, she's my fiancée," Steve replied matter of factly. A look of realization crossed the driver's face followed by silence as he pondered the sexual scenario playing out in his back seat. "You're a better man than me, I guess," the driver responded. "I don't think I would have let anyone near my wife when we were that age." They arrived at their condo a few minutes later. Bella had half of Devon's cock down her throat, and Steve had to interrupt her to let them know they were home. She sat up and fixed her dress as she gathered her bearings. The driver turned and took in the sight of her bare breasts as she hauled them into her dress. Steve opened her door and held her hand as she stood on shaky legs. Their lips met in a hungry kiss before Steve had a chance to think about where her mouth had just been. He could smell Devon's cologne on her, but nothing else was off-putting. Steve closed the door and watched the driver shake his head as he drove away from the curb. Bella reached for Devon's arm as the two men walked her into the lobby. An older couple passed them in the elevator lobby and gave them a once-over. The wife looked at the two men holding Bella and grinned knowingly. Steve watched her whispering to her husband and giggling as they walked out the door. The elevator opened, and the three of them stepped in. Devon immediately grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up and over her head, leaving her nude in her black heels. He picked her up and pinned her against the elevator wall as he kissed her wildly. She straddled his large frame with her wide spread legs and kissed him back with a moan. Steve marveled at the color contrast of his fiancée's skin against Devon's. He picked up her dress and watched them make out in front of him. He realized right then that he was a true voyeur. Bella felt her pussy sliding up and down Devon's slacks. Every nerve ending in her body felt alive and full of excitement. This man she formerly despised knew exactly how she was wired, and he was hitting all the right buttons. She savored his thick dark lips on hers as he kissed her fervently. "Your lips are so nice," Bella moaned as the elevator door opened on their floor. Steve walked ahead of the couple as Devon carried his nude fiancée. Luckily the hallway was clear. He opened the door and held it open for the couple as Bella looked him in the eye when they passed. He saw a passion burning inside her that he recognized. She was ready to get fucked. "Where's your bedroom?" Devon asked. "Down the hallway, make a right," Steve replied. He turned on his camera and followed as the black giant carried Bella into their bedroom. Bella dropped to her knees and began unbuttoning his slacks while he untied his tie and tossed his jacket over the chair next to the bed. Clothes were quickly shed, and she was rewarded with the large black cock she'd been craving in the deepest part of her conscience. Steve placed the phone on a tripod to capture the action and walked out of the room to pour himself a glass of whiskey. He poured it neat, filling the glass. He needed it to cool his nerves as he listened to his fiancé coo in their bedroom with another man. He returned quickly and sat in the bedside chair, taking a long swig of his whiskey. The black Adonis smiled down as Bella took his cock into her pink lips while looking him in the eye. "You a black cock slut now, aren't you?" Devon smiled. "Mmmhmm," Bella moaned, not taking his cock from her mouth. "I'm gonna to fuck you all night and get you hooked on nigga dick," Devon told her. "You want that?" "Mmmhmm," Bella moaned even louder as she took him deep into her throat. "That's right, slut," Devon's baritone voice said. "Take my big black cock. Tell your fiancée what I'm gonna do to you." Bella reluctantly removed her lips from Devon's black pole and looked over at Steve with lust in her eyes and drool dripping from her lips. "Please don't hate me for this, baby," Bella said to Steve in a pleading voice. "You're going to see a side of me you've never seen before. I really want this." "Get on the bed then, slut!" Devon told her as he lifted her and pushed her back on the bed. Bella cooed and spread her legs for the towering black giant. His huge cock stood in front of him proudly like a menacing snake. Bella's labia glistened in the dim bedroom light, and it was obvious she was ready for what was about to happen. Devon locked eyes with the beautiful blonde, making her shiver at the powerful look he gave her. She bit her lip in anticipation of what she'd been craving deep down inside. She was about to get much more, and she was ready for it. Devon slid a condom on and lined himself up with the hot fiancée. He wasn't wasting any more time with foreplay, and she didn't need it. He wanted to take her pussy. "You sure you want this?" Devon asked. "Once I push forward, your white pussy is mine." His words cut through her brain and went directly to every nerve ending in her body. Her whole existence tingled in anticipation as she felt his giant phallus press against her labia. She grabbed the back of her knees and spread herself open for her first black cock. "I've wanted this since the first day I met you," Bella admitted. "You were so cocky and arrogant, but you knew what you wanted. You wanted me. Now you have me, so go ahead. Make my white pussy yours with your big black cock!" Bella's words punched Steve in the gut, but his arousal took over even more as he watched his future wife prepare herself to be penetrated by Devon's thick cock on his own bed. The interracial aspect of it heightened the excitement. She was about to get something he could never give her. Instead of jealousy, he felt only excitement. "You're right," Devon told her. "I saw you prancing around with your ass and titties showing, and I knew I was gonna take this pussy, whether I had Steve's permission or not. I'm glad he's cool with it though." Devon slid the tip of his cock up and down her labia to gather enough lubrication to push inside her as she writhed for more. He lined himself up as they stared into each other's eyes. Devon's pupils dilated and so did hers as they prepared for the most primal of human connections.

College GF Finds Something She Likes [F18M19][First Time Together][Oral]

In the words of one one of the 21st century's most average poets, Chris Martin, let's go back to the start. I was a gangly 19 year old college kid out on my own in the world for the very first time, nearly six and a half feet tall with the build of a broom handle. I know, right; really appealing stuff. To make things worse on myself, I'd also grown up in the strictest of households so, despite my newfound worldly freedom, I'd internalized my parents' carefully curated work ethic in a way that made talking to women entirely beyond me; school was life, and work would replace it when the time came. I was almost entirely insular, shy, and unable (or unwilling) to do much about it. I went to class, work, and the occasional party nearly unnoticed by anyone I didn't already know for the first two years of university. I didn't mind it all that much, being a quiet person on the whole, but the isolation did get to me from time to time. I'd had a girlfriend in high school, so I wasn't entirely without experience, but was certain that enough time had passed to nullify any credible claim to familiarity with a woman's body. I did enjoy looking though. Oh did I ever enjoy looking. In some ways, I still think daydreaming about the possibility of someone's touch is nearly as thrilling as the reality of it. The tension you conjure up on your own, the big 'what if' of the thing...it's all so electric. And, as we all know well, a college campus is the ripest environment for an overactive imagination. I knew that my imagination would have to do though. At least I thought it would; there were papers to write and scholarships to maintain, and not enough time in the day for more than that. Still, there was one girl in particular who refused to quit haunting me. Of an average height, with light brown skin, wide and generous smile, shimmering black hair cut in a bob, and perky...well perky everything else, the woman who sat opposite me during my Wednesday evening class was more than I dared to tempt myself with the thought of. She was, quite honestly, too hot. She was confident in all the ways I wasn't, commanded the room when she spoke up in class, made friends with anyone who crossed her path, and just really, honestly, authentically could not have been prettier in any way. She was unreasonable. And I was me. Interminably shy, resolutely quiet, and sure that a skeletal giraffe man was the exact opposite of what might tempt anybody, I never even flirted with the idea of making eye contact with her, let alone working up the gall to sit next to her. So she made the decision for me. You don't need to believe it; lord knows it wouldn't hurt my feelings badly if you were as incredulous now as I had been then. Even so, about halfway through that term, this absolute angel took it upon herself to knock me over the head, plunking down next to me before class, sticking out her hand to take mine, introduced herself by name, and stuffed a Starbucks napkin into my hand with a pen, demanding I write my phone number on it. And that, dear reader, was how that went. I guess everyone has a type and hers just happened to be shy nerds with no personality. Go figure. All I know is that her outgoing nature is the only thing that carried us along in that next week or so; she texted first most mornings, last most nights, and pitched out first date for that weekend; I think we went to a movie or something. Real glamourous stuff. You're not here for the deep lore though. You're here to see whether or not I'd embarrass myself entirely, aren't you? You want to read on to find that popped after 15 seconds and cried while I confessed my love to her. You sick fuck. You should be ashamed of yourself, like I was, almost all the time. The movie was fine, the dinner was forgettable, and the ride up the elevator to her rented apartment was the most nerve wracking thing I'd ever done. She'd worn a thin black cardigan, top button screaming in suicidal protest at the effort to keep her bra from sight but failing miserably to do so, by design on her part; the white lacy trim adorning the cushioned pink cups peaked over the top *just so*. It was 2013, and that was just how you wore things. Her skirt was shockingly short, but she wore it with the practiced confidence of someone who knew how to avoid giving the entire world a show, and her black tights completed the picture of what, I decided then, my dream girl must have looked like all along. She made me a drink, sensing my obvious nervousness, and made things worse by holding onto the glass longer than she needed to, boring holes straight through me with her amused glance. She wanted to show me something, she said, and I was to wait right there. Her insistence on finding me amusing started to have some effect on my sense of self; I told her I'd be waiting patiently. She disappeared into the back hall, rustling around in her bedroom, while I gulped back the courage to make good on what was surely going to reemerge. My god, what an entrance. She turned the corner back into the living room in nothing but that same pink bra that had teased me all night long, a matching pair of lace pink panties that lacked any substance to be worth the name, and a short nightgown made of something wholly see-through. She placed her hand on the wall, striking a subtle pose with the barest twist of her hip; she'd done this before, and I so did not care. She asked what I thought, and I told her the truth; she was stunning. She wanted to know if that was all I had to say for myself, and it was all I could do to retort that I wanted her, badly. She laughed; she knew that already, and held a hand out to lead me to her room. It was small, with a desk and bed taking up most of the floor space, but she'd lit a candle and an iPod docked by her nightstand quietly played something I hadn't heard before. I was, frankly, flattered by the effort. I think she might have had a crush on me. She kissed me, cupping my face in her hands before shrugging the little robe off and inviting me to touch her; I put my hands around her waist and ran them up and down, relishing the impossible softness of her dark skin. She asked if I really thought she looked good, as though there was any chance on earth that she didn't, but I offered reassurances just the same. The matching set was gorgeous on her; it was sale rack at Victoria's Secret material, but she was wearing the absolute hell out of it, and it almost pained me to hear her telling me to take it off her. I reached around and started fumbling for the clasp, gripped with terror at my embarrassing display of skill. She took the opportunity to kiss at my neck, just below my ear, in a way that instantly sent shivers down my spine. She whispered softly "it hooks in the front, silly", and I died a little inside. Embarrassment melted in the instant the bra fell away to join her robe on the floor; her boobs were, somehow, much nicer than I had expected. I think I might have whimpered. I could touch them, she told me, and I did so eagerly; a giant though I might be, they still filled each hand amply. She bit her lip while I massaged with abandon, staring me straight in the eye. I bent to kiss one, the right, then planted my lips firmly over the nipple of the other, enjoying the way they hardened at my tongue's touch. I was told to lay down, and did so, accepting her light teasing at having done so with my pants on; I fought contentiously with my ignorant belt, wiggling like an idiot on her single bed to get out of them while she watched on in amusement, putting her hair up in a pony tail. Jeans off, she knelt before me before I could work the briefs off too; she brushed my hands away and looked somewhat rapturously at the mound under the fabric. Again staring me right in the eyes, she tugged the hem aside and reached in with her other hand, her lips parting slightly along with mine as she wrapped her fingers firmly around my cock, wrestling it out entirely and looking straight down at it. "What the fuck". She said that, quite literally, in a tone of confusion that I'll never forget. See, being relatively inexperienced and having spent too much time watching porn (as many young people will do), I had been led to believe that I was average at best; I had no idea that I was on the larger side of large, or that some people really don't know what to do when confronted with what she would later describe as "just a really, really big dick". She did know what to do though, and widened her kneeling stance at the end of the bed, dropping her chest down low and slipping her warm lips around my head without so much as a warning. The sight of her ass in the air, adorably decorated by the ornately backed panties she still wore, and the lips I'd been dying to kiss for months bobbing up and down wetly upon me, drove me up the wall. I found my voice then, finally, and told her just how much I had wanted her for so long, how perfect she looked right then, how her lips felt just incredible, how much I loved the eagerness that she had shown in making me feel like the desired half of this equation, and how lucky I was to be there with her right then. She cooed and hummed happily, enjoying the praise and tenderly loving on me like it was all she'd ever wanted in return. Eventually she decided I'd had enough, and crawled up to straddle my hips, imploring me to get rid of my shirt so she could touch everything in reach. She was so affectionate with me; her gentle caresses bordered on the romantic. With a cute little shimmy of her shoulders and a coy look, she told me that it was my turn. We swapped places, peppering each other with small kisses as we traded spots. The candlelight dancing on her stunning form, laid there before me, and the way she stretched her hands up over her head to rest on the mountain of pillows was an absolute vision. I kneeled, as she had done, between her legs and slowly peeled her underwear off her. I remember the little landing strip of curly black hair atop her puffy mound so well, and the way it begged to tickle my tongue. It did tickle too; I licked and kissed at her for all I was worth, gently sucking her pronounced clit between my lips and playing my tongue back and forth across it feverishly, desperately wanting to make her feel at least half as good as she'd done for me. An insistent hand tangled itself in my hair, pushing me down hard, telling me all I needed to know as I gladly walked her over the finish line in a rapturous eruption that had her announcing her orgasm to the upstairs neighbors loudly and proudly. She laughed through the last dying waves of trembling happiness, offering high praise for the treatment I'd given her, and I told her without a shred of irony that I would need to be doing that again, and often at that. She told me that as long as I agreed to be her boyfriend, I could kiss her there any time I wanted to. Slightly blueballed by her insistence that we hold off on anything more until later, I walked home at 2am with a grin that refused to leave my face for days, cemented in place by a text upon arriving home which read: "Oh hello there boyfriend of mine. Where the hell were you hiding that giant cock anyway?". ************************ Everyone here was an adult at the time, and over the age of 18.

[A/ne] - Hot Tub with Aunt - Family Get-together Update

There isn't much here, just a bit of anxiety about having to see everyone at a family function. Also, was a bit drunk when I tried to write most of this last night. My Aunt and I didn't really speak for a few days after her last visit. I believe she felt bad that I missed work and had to catch up on things, but I was honestly fine with it. Texting was to a minimum until Wednesday a week later, when she reached out about going on a trip the first weekend in February. She wanted to visit a specific place, but I said I'll book the room. I was offered money, which I turned down. We argued a bit, and then our conversation turned to this weekend when we'd see each other with family. I arrived first at my grandparent's house on Saturday, with a solid plan that it's better to be greeted than to arrive later and be the one having to go up to everyone. I enjoyed a beer on the sofa with my grandfather when some relatives showed up. My parents showed up, followed by my Aunt and Uncle. My Aunt just leaned over the couch and kissed my cheek as normal while moving around the room. In my head, I was thinking; I am good for now, I'm sitting, and people can come to me to talk. The last group of relatives arrived, and my other Aunt comes up to me to give me a kiss and tell me that she brought one of my favorite snacks. My eyes lit up, and I told her she was the best, and when I looked over the room to my Aunt, she glared at me. My Aunt then comes over and sits down between her father and me, telling me she hopes I don't mind squeezing in, but she wants to talk to her Dad. They are now conversing, and part of her butt is on my left thigh. Minutes pass, and I'm watching the tv when she moves and turns to me. Loudly, she says Hi, to which I reply with the same word. She has a smirk on her face, points to the other room, and says, "So, she is your favorite Aunt?". Family is all around us, and they are laughing. Someone says, "uh oh," and her husband says, "You're not making him anything ." I tell her I never said favorite. I just said she's the best. She says, "okay," and then I tell her she'll be my favorite Aunt if she gets me another beer telling everyone I have a price. She actually gets me a beer and asks if I'm her favorite now. I told her, "not now, you always were. I just didn't want to get up." She asks about the beer and then wants to try it, telling me she doesn't have germs. She drinks from my bottle and hands it back to me. She asks my grandfather to show her what he's working on in his workshop, inviting me to come along. Genuinely interested because I saw some of it on Christmas day; I join them. We're being shown some furniture, and my grandfather wants to show some accessory pieces from his car. He leaves, and it's just the two of us. Almost immediately, she takes out a wad of cash from her jeans and hands it to me for the trip. We argue a little bit, but I accept it and pull her close for a hug. she whispers into my ear that if I was creative, we could have escaped much earlier. I slide my hands a bit into her pants, groping her ass, but my grandfather is coming back. After a few more minutes, we all head back upstairs. My spot on the sofa is gone, so I spend a lot of time just going between a few rooms, telling my one safe story since the last time I saw any of these people. My Aunt walks past me, heading to the kitchen, and I follow her. We're talking about next weekend, and she asks if I'm going to be here. I am, and she whispers that she'll spend the night at my house the night before, and then she goes to the fridge, getting a beer. She opens it, takes a swig, and then hands it to me. The party winds down, and everyone starts to clean up and leave. It was a good night interacting with other people. We all behaved ourselves. I thought maybe things would be awkward, but they pretty much weren't.

The Barfly Tango [F23F24M25][Threesome, Swallow, FemPOV, Exhibitionism, Stranger]

Chapter 1 I walked through the front door of Boondocks and scanned around the room as I made my way to the bar. Frank sat to my left, a large man with a red face obscured by a full white beard. His eyes were glassy from an evening of drinking. I see him here often. He's a nice guy, but he's not the type I would spend my time with. To my right was a cute redhead that was continuously checking her phone. She doesn't look up at me as I walk by, obviously distracted by something. I'll keep my eye on her and see if anything happens. Just beyond the redhead is a couple sitting on the same side of the bench of a booth on the far side of the bar. They look to be in their mid 20's. His arm wrapped around the brunette's shoulders, and she smiled as he nibbled at her earlobe. There were maybe 20 people or so sitting at the various tables in front of the stage as a homely woman sang a shitty, off-key rendition of Concrete Blonde's Joey. God, I hate that song, and having a voice of a toad does not help. I honestly don't know why I keep coming here for karaoke night. Nix that, I know exactly why I come here. I like being the center of attention. I sat at the bar with my back facing the small stage and waited for Marcus to come over. "Hey Janelle, the typical?" the bartender asks. "Of course," I answer. Marcus pours a generous portion of Tito's into the drink and fills the glass with cranberry juice. He then slides the tumbler toward me. "Has anyone sounded good tonight?" I asked. "Between you and me, not yet. Mason and Carrie didn't come in tonight, and you haven't gone up yet. Do you know what you're going to sing?" "I do, but I'll keep it a surprise for now." I lifted the weighted glass to my lips and drew in the elixir, allowing the tart flavor to cascade across my tongue. I began flipping through my contacts until I saw "DJAdam Karaoke." Janelle - George Michael - Cowboys and Angels | Send With my text message now sent, the singer completed the weak and breathy outro to complete the song. "Angry anymoooooooore." I cringed as I took another sip of my cosmopolitan. There was a little feedback as the singer handed the microphone to Adam. "Let's hear it for Marcia!" There were a few handclaps, but it was an abysmal response. "And next up is...Tito singing Hero From Enrique Iglesias," Adam says. "Hmm. good song," I say quietly, turning around in my seat. Tito steps on stage, taking the mic from Adam, and stands center stage. He isn't much to look at, probably in his early thirties, short, a bit heavy with a silly mustache. He sang well, that was until he got to the chorus, "I can be your hero, baby!" His voice was powerful, clean, emotional, and on key! I feel myself melt as I begin to swoon. Even if he doesn't have the appearance, I could listen to his voice all night long. I turned to Marcus and asked, "Who is this guy? He's so good!" "I know...right? That's Tito, my boyfriend," he says. I feel my heart sink with that realization. "Lucky guy," I say as I turn back toward the stage as Tito finishes his song. "Let's hear it for Tito, and next up is one of our regulars. Let's welcome Janelle to the stage, and she will be singing Cowboys and Angels from Geroge Michael." I set a napkin over the mouth of my glass and stand. I run my hands over the thin fabric of my sundress, flattening out the creases, then make my way to the stage. I take the mic from Tito and whisper into his ear. "That was so good!" "Thank you," he said with a slight nod and a smile. I take my position on stage and close my eyes; I then begin to sway as the piano section begins. As the drums start up and the song shifts, I feel a rush of adrenaline. As I sing, my eyes roam around the room, noticing that all eyes are on me. I can't help but smile a little, knowing I have the attention I crave. As the song continues, I walk around to each table and serenade the various patrons until I find myself at the couple on the far side of the room. "Take this man to your place Maybe his hands will help you forget Please be stronger than your past The future may still give you a chance." As I finished the song, I leaned in toward the brunette at the table. "Go on, kiss her," the man said as he looked into my eyes. I don't know what came over me, but I did as he had instructed. I hesitated for a moment and finally brought my lips to meet hers. Lost in the moment, I could barely make out the cheers of the people. Instead, I felt her lips part, and I deepened our kiss. I snapped back into the moment and took her head between my hands as I pulled my lips from hers. I felt my face warm as I blushed, realizing what I had just done. "Oh my God," the woman said. "That was fucking hot, babe," he said just loud enough for me to hear. I walked back to the stage and handed the microphone to Adam. "What the hell was that?" Adam said, whispering into my ear. "I don't know," I said, still feeling warmth in my cheeks. Embarrassed, I decided to finish my drink and leave for the night. I sat back at the bar but couldn't look at Marcus. "May I get my check, please?" I said as the outro to my song concluded. Moments later, Marcus places a piece of paper in a glass sitting on the bar. I don't even bother looking at the amount. Instead, I reach into my purse, pull out my credit card, then place it into the glass. Marcus takes the card and returns a little while later with the signature slip. I add a ten-dollar tip and sign the check, and make my way out of the building. However, as I pass the table, making sure not to make eye contact with the couple, I feel someone grab my hand. "Don't go," the woman says. "Please, sit," the man's gravelly voice said. "I uhh, I need to go," I said, rejecting their offer. "Please," the woman said, almost in a begging tone. "Alright," I say, finally giving in and sitting next to the couple. "I've never kissed a girl before," the brunette says. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I said. "Don't be sorry. It was hot as fuck," the man says. "I don't know why, but that song puts me in a...mood," I say, trying to explain my behavior. "We were about to take leave ourselves, but we were wondering..." the brunette's face grew red as her voice trailed off. "What?" I asked. "If you're not doing anything else tonight, would you like to come home with us?" the man said. My mind raced. I'm usually subdued, and something like this would have been out of the question. It had been months since I had last been fucked, and the thought of breaking that streak made my heart race. "I don't know,' I said. "She's never been with a woman before, but we've talked about it for a while now," he says, explaining the situation. "I've always wanted to do this, but I haven't figured out how to take the initiative," the brunette says, looking into my eyes with her big, beautiful, blue doe eyes. She brought her lips to mine once again and placed her hand on my thigh. My heart begins to race as I feel my panties becoming wet. "Okay," I say. "Anne, go with Janelle, and I'll meet you at the house," he says. "Alright," Anne says with a devilish smile. We slide out from the booth and walk through the glass door at the entrance. We continue walking through the parking lot until he stops at a silver Jaguar. "This is me," he says as he leans in to kiss the brown-haired woman. "I'll see you both back at the house." He enters the car and pulls away while Anne and I walk to my Mustang. "Oh! that's cute!' Anne says with a giddiness to her voice. "Thank you, are you ready?' I ask. She bites down on her lower lip and slowly nods. We enter the car and pull out of the parking space. Then make our way to the couple's house. "I can't believe we're doing this," Annie says, breaking the silence. "To be honest, I have been so horny lately. I've hit a bit of a dry spell lately. I keep hoping to hit it off with someone, but it hasn't happened," I say. "I've been horny too." "Oh, yea?" I say, sliding my hand over her left breast. I can make out the small bump of her nipple through the fabric. I slide my hand into the waistband of her yoga pants; they stretch around my wrist. I then position my hand beneath the thin fabric of her silk panties. Her mound is smooth and bare, just like my own. She parts her legs, inviting me to touch more of her. I take a momentary glance toward her, she had her head tilted back against the headrest, and her eyes clamped shut. I lightly slide my middle finger over the hood of her clit, causing a moan to escape from her lips. Anne struggled to speak, "make a right at the light, then a left at the stop sign." She began to tilt her pelvis upright until my fingertip rested at her moist entrance. "Mmm-hmm," she said with a moan. I collected her wetness along the tip of my finger and curled the finger upward, causing it to slip inside. "Oh, fuck!" the woman said with a whimper. My fingertip slowly stroked along her inner walls causing Anne's heartbeat to increase. I could feel her pussy ungulate against my finger, and the faster I moved my finger, the more I could feel her pulsate. Just up ahead was the silver Jaguar parked in the driveway. "This is it," Anne said with a wave of her finger. I pulled my hand from her waistband and drew my finger into my mouth, collecting her juices with my tongue. "My panties are soaked," she says, but I already knew this. "Come on." Chapter 2 My mind raced. Jim and I had talked about having a threesome, but I never actually believed we'd act on it. I'd check women out and point them out to Jim. It was apparent that we had similar tastes. Janelle is a little shorter than I am. I'd venture to guess she's around five foot four. Her tight nipples pressed into the thin fabric of her yellow sundress, the hem resting just above her tanned knees. Loose strands of her wavy hair fell onto her face. She wore a light perfume with hints of vanilla and spice that I found quite pleasing. "Come on," I said, taking Janelle by the hand and leading her to the front door. I turned the handle and pushed the door inward. "Babe?" Jim said from the bedroom. "Yea, we're coming," I said with a giggle. "Not yet, you're not," Jim said with a loud chuckle. I placed my hand against Janelle's lower back and gently guided her into the bedroom. Sitting at the foot of the bed was Jim, wearing his red silk pajama bottoms and a matching robe. The robe itself was sitting loose, exposing his muscular chest. He must have been driving like a bat out of hell to get here with enough time to change. "So, I was thinking, since this will be Anne's first time with another woman, would you mind if I filmed it? It's fine if you don't," Jim had asked. Shocked by such a direct approach, I voiced my protest. "Babe! No." "Oh, come on. It will be fun," Jim said with an exaggerated beg. "I'll be the director and call the scenes." "Babe!" I said again, my irritation coming through in my voice. "It'll be fine. Just keep it to yourselves," Janelle said sternly. Oddly enough, Janelle had put me at ease. "Fine. What do you want us to do, mister director?" I said with a playful but mocking tone. Jim opened the closet and pulled out one of his shoulder-mounted cameras. "Just get comfortable on the bed," Jim said as he pointed with his free hand. Janelle and I did as directed, sitting cross-legged toward the top of the bed mere inches from each other. I could feel the warmth emanating from her arm. "Perfect, I want you to kiss as you had done at the bar." I turned my head toward Janelle, but she was already leaning in for a kiss. She brought her hand up to my cheek, gently pulling me toward her. I closed my eyes as her soft lips pressed against mine. My lips parted, inviting her tongue to meet mine. "Mmmm," I moaned as Janelle rubbed over my nipple with the knuckle of her index finger, then her hand gently began to kneed at my ample breast. With our lips still pressed against each other's, Janelle ran her hands down my sides to my hips and slid her hands underneath my shirt. "Yes," Jim said with approval. My shirt was lifted and tossed aside, exposing my wide hips and thin waist. "That's a cute bra, but it'll look better on the floor," Janelle said coyly. Our lips met once more as she ran her hands around the fabric of my purple bra and expertly unfastened the hooks. She pulled the straps down over my shoulders and tossed the bra playfully aside. "I love your tits," she said as she massaged them. Janelle slowly dragged her tongue over my nipple and blew over the wet surface. My areola tightened as my nipple hardened, then she began to suck them into her mouth. I felt my muscles tense as her tongue flicked over each of my nipples. "Let's get you out of these, too," Janelle said, pushing me down onto my back. I arched my hips upward as her fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants. The tight black fabric slid down over my long legs until she stopped at my ankles. "And what do we have here?" Janelle said, looking into the camera. "Holy shit! She's already that wet?" Jim said, pointing the camera toward the strip of white cream inside the leggings, then brought it up to the dark purple fabric of my thong. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I brought my knees together, blocking my pussy from the camera's view. "Stop it!" I said as I swung my knees from side to side. The camera moved over to Janelle, who was pulling her sundress over her body. She was wearing some cute, lacey, turquoise boy shorts. I can tell by the thin mesh that she was probably waxed bare. The underside of her panties had also darkened by her wetness. Her nipples were pink and surrounded by the light skin of her areolas. While the camera was distracted, I removed my flats and the leggings, freeing my ankles. "Come here, pretty girl," Janelle said. She guided me onto my feet and slowly pulled my panties down until they fell at my ankles. I stepped out from the thin material. Janelle's hands squeezed and circled my firm ass. Then the sound of a sharp crack filled the air as she slapped my right cheek. I squeaked at the unexpected pain. "I can see her peeking at me between your thighs," she said as she ran her fingers between my slit. I quivered at her gentle touch. I could see the bulge of my husband's cock press against the silk fabric, forming a perfect outline. I turned to Janelle and said, "Want to suck my husband's cock?" "Mmm, okay," she said, licking her lips. We positioned ourselves side by side before Jim and undid the button of his pajamas. His hard cock passed between the slit of the fabric. I wrapped my hand around the base of his thick dick and angled it to our guest. She flicked her tongue over the sensitive underside of his head, kissed the tip, and lowered her lips down to his base. "Oh fuck," he said with a moan, then weaved his fingers through the hair on the back of her head. As she began to bob up and down over his rod, he thrust his hips back and forth. I lowered my head, took one of his balls into my mouth, and began to suck gently. "Fuuuuuuck," he moaned, trying to keep the camera focused on Janelle. She pulled her mouth away, and mine took its place. Janelle pulled my hand away and began stroking him into my mouth. I sucked at his tip and felt his tip swell, then came the salty taste of his precum. Jim moaned loudly as he quickly pulled his cock from my lips, the released pressure creating a popping sound. As he stood there, his cock raised and lowered as it throbbed in place, then from his tip, a steady stream of silky clear fluid began to flow. It ran down the purple surface and fell as a string onto the ground. "That was close," Jim said between heavy breaths. "Babe, take off her panties so I can fuck her before I blow." Jim's robe and pants fell to the floor as I pulled Janelle's panties down, exposing her smooth pussy. Curious, I ran my tongue over her entrance, collecting the glistening juice between her lips. It had a smooth texture and tasted salty yet sweet. "There's a condom in my purse," Janelle said, pointing toward the door. I jumped from the bed and went to her purse, undoing the latch and pulling out a Trojan Ultra Thin. I bit at the corner and pulled away, ripping the foil sleeve. As I turned around, I saw that Janelle had lowered herself to the foot of the bed. Jim was running his tip between her lips and teased her entrance. I pinched at the top of the condom and slowly unfurled it along my husband's cock. Holding him at his base, I positioned the tip at her entrance and flicked it upwards, catching her cunt with his head. Her body spasmed with every flick. "Please," Janelle moaned. I eased the head of his cock just within the threshold and held him in place with the ring formed by my thumb and index finger. Then his hips lurched forward as he drove into Janelle. "Oh, God!" Janelle screamed, followed by the sound of his balls slapping her ass. I rejoined the two of them on the bed and raised my leg over her head, and lowered my pussy down to her mouth, which met with the rapid lashing of her tongue. I felt a tingle in my pussy as I met her gaze between my cleavage. Her hands gripped my ass as she pulled me down around her rigid tongue. I reached down, taking her hair in my fist while she pushed and pulled her tongue from within me. Between the thrusting of her tongue, the sound of Jim driving into our new friend, his moans, and her screams of pleasure, it didn't take long for my pussy to start contracting around her tongue. My thighs began to shake as my body jerked in what seemed to be endless spasms as waves of pleasure flooded over my body. I pinched my nipples and rocked my hips until my orgasm subsided. "Fuck, I'm about to cum!" Jim said with a guttural moan as the pace of his thrusts increased. I turned around just as Janelle began to scream, right in time to watch her clit twitch from an apparent orgasm. She wrapped her elbows around her knees, giving Jim's camera a new angle. He slowed to long and controlled thrusts as her swollen pussy engulfed him. He focused on every inch of pleasure until his nose scrunched up. I know the look well, and he won't last much longer. "Oh, Fuck!" he growled. "Cum, baby," I purred. He slid out from her, and his cock sprang to life. I reached out, taking his cock in my hand, and watched his white cum collect at the reservoir of the condom. I yanked the condom away and jerked at the slippery cock as a second, third, and fourth contraction threw thick white lines of cum over her body. He rested the tip of his cock against her clit as cum ran between her lips and pooled at her opening. Janelle shuddered as I dragged my tongue down over her body, starting at her tits and following the lines of semen down to her cunt. I collected my husband's spunk and swallowed the thick, salty liquid. As I started collecting the remaining rope, Janelle said with a whimper, "Let me taste." I took her head between my hands and brought my lips to meet hers. Then with parted lips, I pushed his seed into her mouth. Then, with a swallow, there was nothing left. Oh, but there was! I pushed my husband to the side and positioned myself between Janelle's legs, where I lowered my tongue to her creamy pussy. My tongue explored every fold, collecting my husband's seed. While I was cleaning up her smooth pussy, she took my hair into her fists and pulled my lips up to her clit. My tongue traced around the nub, running side to side and sucking it hard into my mouth. Jim had the camera positioned above her tits and zoomed, taking a close-up of me eating out this pretty girl. "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!" she squealed as her clit sprang to life. I could feel it twitch between the suction of my lips; her warm juices began to run down my chin onto my chest. When her orgasm waned, she pulled me toward her. With my chest pressed against hers, we kissed for the last time that night. I fell asleep while cuddled against my new lover. Unfortunately, my sleep was cut short. She tried to slide out from beneath me. "Hey," I said with a smile. "Hey, I need to go," Janelle said with a hint of sadness in her voice. "Will I get to see you again?" Janelle just smiled and said, "I know where you live."

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 342. Giving Michael an early morning love session while telling him about my date with Ana. Part 2.

We continued to touch and play as we made our way to my bedroom. Our clothes came off as if under their own power and we spilled, naked and amorous. I noticed my door was not fully closed but I didn't care; my girl was underneath me and that was all that mattered. The scent of her sweet perfume wafted from her statuesque body and turned me into a carnal machine, hungry for her. Slipping two fingers into her I hissed "I'll make you cum, Baby." Looking intense and passionate, she responded "I'll make you cum first!" Ferociously. we began kissing fingering and moaning. My lips explored her mouth, neck and ears as she did mine. Our bodies pressed together in a potent, loving and sexual dance that filled my soul with the fire of a thousand suns. I came hard and she came even harder as our fingers filled the other, pushing all of the right buttons. Once I recovered, I dove face first at her tiny and perfect pussy. Taking it in my mouth, I felt a ravenous hunger for her more powerful than I have ever felt for another woman. As I tongued her, she thunderously roared, like a mating call from a lost time. Her tiny, gorgeous body wiggled thrashed as I fingered her and sucked on her clit. She came and, this time squirted like a sexed-up fountain. I crawled next to her and nuzzled her neck as she caught her breath. She rolled onto her back, pointed at her face and squealed "Get up here Mami!" I wasted no time kneeling over her lovely and inviting face. She had been loud, but I was louder. I wanted the boys to hear their mother being tongue fucked by the beautiful girl from next door. Once finished, I collapsed next to her and held her tightly until she had to go. The next morning her scent was all over me and I found it intoxicating. Michael came for me twice as I rode him and told him of my date. I was afraid he would be jealous, but he seems to love hearing about my time with Ana. **My sons are 22 and 27. I do not need suggestions on how to manage my sex life.**

A is Anal [mf][20s][anal][first time together][car]

Austin pushes me back against the car door. Hard. It feels as if his hands are everywhere all at once; grabbing and caressing my entire body, running through my hair, pulling me in closer and pressing me up against his fully erect cock. I'm just as eager. My arms wrapped around his neck. I pull at his shirt, drawing him into me. Parting my lips further, I let out a moan as he thrusts his tongue deeper inside my mouth, so that he's practically throat fucking me with it. We're hidden away at the furthest end of the otherwise deserted carpark. The sun is setting fast, casting long, dark shadows. I don't know if there's any CCTV, but I know the office building doesn't have any night security. We're completely alone. Still, the sensible thing to do right now would be to call it a night, get in my car, and drive home. Alone. We both have early starts in the morning, and I don't want our first time together to be rushed. Though it's hard to concentrate on what I should or shouldn't be doing right now as Austin's hands slide down over my butt, and grab the back of my thighs, lifting me up off my feet. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist so that his cock now pushes between my legs. Our stupid, restrictive clothes are the only things preventing him from fucking me right here, right now in my work's carpark. This is our fourth date together, and completely unplanned. He had messaged me earlier asking if I wanted to meet up after work, and of course, I said yes. We met at the pub round the corner. We both ordered food, though I didn't drink because I had to drive, and Austin didn't even though he came in by train. After our meal, Austin, being the perfect gentleman that he is offered to walk me back to my car, which I had left at the office. Except now that 'gentleman' has his hand down my trousers, rubbing my clit through my underwear. I'm so wet for him right now that I can feel it soaking through my clothes. "Should we take this inside?" I murmur in his ear, struggling to catch my breath. Blindly, I grope for the door handle behind me. "Allow me." Finding the handle with his free hand, Austin yanks the door open and throws me down on the backseat. I shuffle up to give him room as he climbs in behind me. Before I can say anything, he pounces on me. Covering my body in kisses, he begins unbuttoning my blouse, almost ripping it apart. He kisses along the top of my breasts as he pulls my trousers and plain cotton panties down, my flats getting caught in the process. I've not had sex in a car before. It's cramped, and there isn't much room. I'm surprised we fit. Surely, we were not about to do this! "Are you sure about this? We can slow down if you want," Austin asks, pulling back to unbutton his shirt. Giving me a glimpse of his tatoos underneath. I bite my lip. I've never been able to resist a man with tattoos. "Don't you dare," I say, fumbling to undo his jeans. His cock springs free as I pull down his navy boxers. Although this isn't my first time seeing it, it looks bigger than I remembered. And I realise just how much i want this. Spreading my legs as far apart as I can in the cramped space, I pull him down towards me. He teases the tip of his penis along my opening, and kisses my neck, causing me to whimper and writhe in anticipation. "Ready?" He whispers in my ear. Slowly, he pushes forwards, parting my folds. Soon, he'll be inside me, filling me up... "Hang on... wait..." I stutter, placing my hand gently against his bare chest. I can feel his heartbeat pounding away inside.A thought suddenly occurs to me in the jumbled sex haze of my mind. Austin stops, his cock still pressed against me. I can feel it throbbing, willing him to continue. Desperate to take me and fuck me anyway he sees fit. But he stays. "You got a condom?" Austin shakes his head. "No, not on me. I thought you were on the pill?" We had talked about sex, what were comfortable with, or not, I just hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Or in the back of my car. "I can't remember if I took this morning," I sheepishly admit. "I see. Well, maybe we shouldn't..." His voice trails off. Although he has stopped, he makes no attempt to move away from me, his body warm and slick with sweat, still pressed against mine. "There's a shop round the corner. Or we could go back to mine." There's a moment's pause. Both reasonble suggestions, but clearly neither of us want to leave. "We can still do other stuff," I say, pulling him in for a kiss. "I like the sound of that," Austin agrees as he kisses back. His dick slides down to the no man's land between my two holes as he slides two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. They make a wet, sloshing sound as he pumps them in and out. I gasp, grinding my body beneath his. As I do I can feel his cock brush against my butt cheeks, sending shivers of anticipation deep inside me. Gripping him harder, I pull him down closer so that his cock now nestles between my cheeks, as I buck my hips towards him. The feeling of him pressing against my puckered hole turns me on even more, and I can tell he's enjoying the sensation just as much as me by the way his breathing has become more laboured. His fingers work harder and faster inside me. I need him. His fingers are good, oh so good, but l need more. "Austin, how do you feel about anal?" I ask, clenching just enough to gently squeeze his thick, bulbous head. He closes his eyes and shudders, his fingers suspended mid thrust. He then looks down at me with his big, serious brown eyes. "I'm game if you are," he says. In response, I kiss him gently on the lips before firmly pushing him off from me. Turning round, I readjust myself on the back seat so that I'm now kneeling on all fours. "Have you done this before?" Austin asks, running his hands across my cheeks, taking in the full roundness of my bent over arse. Our previous conversations never went as far as anal. "Yeah." It's only a half lie. I've had fingers and toys up there, though never a dick. But I don't feel like talking right now, I just want to feel him fucking my insides. It may sound vulgar or unladylike, but that's the way he's making me feel. "You might need to loosen me up a bit first." "No problem." Austin gives my butt a little slap before pressing a thumb against my tight, little butt hole. I thrust my hips back, pushing his thumb inside of me. I gasp, my hands gripping against the steamed up window as the initial feeling of discomfort dissolves into gratification. "Are you alright?" I can hear the slight hesitation in his voice. "I'm good. That just feels so good," I reassure him. "Good." Austin forces his thumb even deeper in as he begins thrusting it along. "You know I have a confession to make. One of the first things I noticed about you was your arse. It's just so perfect." "Really?" I feign surprise. It's not like I haven't caught him looking before or that I deliberately find reasons to wave it in his face. I'm well aware that it's by far my best asset. "You have no idea," Austin replies, oblivious to my sarcasm. He then gives my cheeks another slap, as if unable to control himself. Harder this time, sending ripples that I can feel reverberating down my thighs, and deep within my core. "Yeah, well are you ready to fuck me in there?" Austin doesn't reply, but withdraws his thumb, quickly replacing it with the head of his cock. I feel it pulsating as he slowly slides it into my tight arse hole. It's considerably bigger than his thumb as it slowly stretches me out. I bite down on my lower lip, bracing myself. "Fuck, it's so tight," Austin cries out, pushing himself further and further inside. "I don't know how long I'm gonna last." "Don't worry," I groan, pushing my hips back as I try help work my arse up and down along his shaft, but it's a tight squeeze. "Just make it count." "Yes, ma'am." Austin thrusts his hips, meeting my slow, steady rhythm. As he does so, he slides a hand down and begins massaging my clit as he pumps into me. Working his way deeper and deeper into my back entrance. "Do you like that?" "Hmph, yes," I gasp, arching my back. My fingers splay across the window, slipping from the condensation. "How about this?" Still rubbing my clit, he slips a finger into my pussy, thrusting it time with the rhythmic drive of his cock. "Yeah, fuck me like that." "Fuck I'm not gonna last much longer." Austin bellows. His breathing, like mine, is shallow and ragged. I'm just about able to hear him over the sound of my heart beating, and the wet slapping noise of Austin's fingers pumping inside me. I'm so wet right now that I can feel them coating the inside of my thighs. "Do it! Cum in my arse," I pant. Austin picks up the pace driving harder and faster into my taut little hole. It's rough and it's painful, but I can't get enough. Like a drug I need more. I buck my hips to meet his thrusts, sighing his name, while the whole time he continues pleasuring my pussy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." My gasps come out in higher and higher moans, my palm slapping against the back window. "I'm going to..." Austin doesn't finish his sentence as he suddenly lurches forwards. Driving deeper into my poor, tender arse hole as he fills me with his semen. His fingers hit just the right spot as I cum with him. "I don't think I've ever came like that before," Austin pants, catching his breath. His fingers remain stroking my pussy as he slowly thrusts inside me, milking out every last drop into my greedy, aching ass. "Now, I know I need to get out of you, but I don't want to make a mess in your car." Still out of breath, I point over to the box of tissues down by the driver's seat. Austin manages to reach over and grab them. He pulls a handful out and bunches them up just below, where his now flaccid dick rests inside me before pulling out. I feel his cum pouring out of me like a waterfall, hitting against the tissue. There's more than I had realised, and I just know some of it is going to end up on the leather upholstery. But I just don't care about any of that right now.

[FM] getting revenge on my neighbors for fucking so loud

pt2. This is a continuation to my earlier story about masturbating to sounds of my neighbors having sex. There’s some exposition for context on this one so if you want to skip to the steamy part scroll to the \*\*\*. I’ll pick up at the point I saw the mystery neighbor next— a few days later while he was moving a couch into his apartment. It wasn’t that big, but still I found it pretty funny to watch him trying to bear hug it up the stairs all by himself. There didn’t seem like a better opportunity would come to say hello so that’s what I did. “Hey nice to meet you, I’m Mira I think we live next door to each other.” He looked pained, and set the couch down awkwardly to face me. “Hey-“ He was out of breath. “So nice to meet you, I’m William— is it bad to ask a girl for help moving furniture?” He had a nice cadence to the way he talked. I liked that. “Not at all, sir.” I pantomimed a curtsy to him as he rolled his eyes. We got it in the apartment quickly, (I swear it wasn’t that heavy just awkward.) and pushed the couch against the wall. “I swear I didn’t mean any offense pointing out you were a girl or to suggest you couldn’t help with the couch…“ “None taken at all, William.” I laughed back to him. Somehow my laughter died in the air and we spent a moment just staring at eachother. A long moment. “You want to help me test it out?” He grinned, breaking the silence. I must have blushed a little, hoping he meant it in a suggestive lets fuck type of way. Alas he really did mean just sitting down, and so we did. “Pretty comfortable…” I ventured. His apartment was tidy, the same tiny studio size as mine. He’d done about as much decorating as you could in such a space. Seeing as he was a guy, I was pretty impressed. There were plants on one wall and a made up bed on the other. I couldn’t help but think of my bed on the other side… and about hearing him fucking that girl just a week ago. We bantered about this or that for a while, and I found him to be a pretty good conversationalist. Really good, if we’re being honest. He was a researcher at the nearby university, a rock climber, and a hobbyist chef (hot). Truthfully, I was struggling to keep up because god damn it he was handsome. It was clear that he worked out at least lightly, as his arms were toned and bore beautiful black tattoos. The way he scratched at his beard was endearing and I was angry at myself for hanging on to each of his words, looking for any inclination he might be interested in me. Eventually I couldn’t stand it, and the opportunity I’d been looking for presented itself. “You’re so sweet Mira, I’m really glad we’re neighbors. The old guy who lived there before you was a real codger. Always complaining about noise and shit…” With some panache I shot back, “Yeah? You and your girlfriend do get awfully loud sometimes.” I joked at him. Now it was his turn to blush and his cheeks went absolutely scarlet red. “Oh.. You mean Terra? Yeah we’ll try to keep it down… um…—” Fuck. So it was his girlfriend. The conversation ground to a halt and I realized I’d overstepped. I regretted saying that immediately. Who should arrive not 30 seconds later, but Terra. I heard the key turning in his lock and she strode in, in all of her 5’4 annoying blonde glory. I instantly disliked her because she was truly insufferable. She was chatty in the worst way, loved to interrupt, and worst of all she was cute. I stumbled my way through a conversation with her until William started saying they’d be late for dinner. Pretty soon he was showing me out of his apartment and I realized I’d royally fucked up. Dismayed, I went back to my place. Not only was I defeated, but I was horny. William was fine no matter how you cut it, and he left me with a tangible thirst for dick that could not be satiated by vibrator alone. I couldn’t get over the thought of him fucking Terra so obviously well a few days prior, and my underwear were damp. It was getting pretty late, but my the modern marvel of the internet I had a list of hinge matches ready to go for this very occasion. I messaged one of them, some guy named Jack. We’d fucked once before, and it had gone alright, so I chanced a message to him. Like clockwork he replied two minutes later and said he’d be at my place in an hour. Great. I spent some time getting ready, showering, cleaning up the empty cans of redbull I’d left laying around. I was frustrated, not just sexually, but also with my meeting William. I hoped I didn’t fuck up too bad because after all, I did have to live next to the guy. Selecting a matching set of black lingerie, I looked myself over in the mirror. I’m about 5’6 with shaggy black hair. The panties were really working great with my ass, and my smaller but firm tits were popping just how I liked them to. Perfect. I threw on a navy blue sundress to pretend like this wasn’t just about sex. Jack showed up right when he said he would, and we talked about drivel, just like you do with most hinge matches. It wasn’t long before he was suggesting that we crack into the wine he’d brought. I found myself agreeing, and suddenly we were making out on the couch. Jack is one of those guys who likes sucking on boobs a lot and I didn’t mind it one bit. He was a classic gym bro, pretty strong. I feigned a struggle as he picked me up and threw me down on my bed. \*\*\* I pulled his face into mine as we kissed and felt myself getting wetter. He was using one hand to push the sun dress over my head, and the other to grope my boobs. He fumbled with the bra a little bit before it dropped to the sheets, wasting no time in pulling my hard nipple into his warm mouth. Fuck. I shivered with pleasure. And then I got an idea. I gasped as loud as I could. “Oh fuck sorry are you okay?” He stopped and looked up anxiously. “Yeah baby, oh just do that more okay?” The look in his eyes was pure lust. He went back to sucking my tits like it was all his cute little mouth was made for. Every few seconds I’d moan, hoping William and Terra (what a stupid name) could hear every shrill gasp as they escaped my mouth. Jack was doing his best I’m sure— but the way I was moaning made him seem like Hercules. He gave up on the sucking and pulled my hair back, exposing my neck to his strong hands, pushing my face into the mattress. I loved it. He was inching down to the foot of the bed, kissing down my naked body as I reveled in his touch. I made sure to moan out in ecstasy every few seconds. I knew William could hear me on the other side of that wall and I was going to make damned sure to put on a show. It was my turn to show off. Jack started eating me out with vigor, his tongue sloppily eating up my juices that by now were leaking all over the bed. Oh fuck, my body rocked from an orgasm as I wailed. Then I pulled him up to me, grabbing at his hair and rolled on top of him. I could feel him getting hard as I grinded on him, working my hips. “Here, baby.” I cupped my right breast and pushed it to his face, letting him suck at it again while I freed his hardening cock from his jeans. “You’re gonna let me fuck you just like this, ok Jack?” He started to say something but I pushed my tit back in his mouth. “Don’t stop sucking baby.” He was helpless under me, as I rolled a condom from the night stand onto his dick. Slowly, I lowered myself down his shaft. I sighed as every inch plunged slowly into me. His cock was an excellent size, not too long but plenty girthy. I moaned obnoxiously as I started to bounce up and down. His hands were all over my ass and Jack was grunting each time I forced myself down on him with a smack. “Yeah baby just suck on me. Like that, goooood.” I cooed to him encouragingly. His tongue was swirling around my hard nipple while the other shifted to my neck with a firm pressure. “Oh god you’re gonna make me cum, Jack!” I cried out. If this wasn’t loud I don’t know what was. I hoped William and Terra were listening awkwardly on the other side. Better yet, I hoped it turned him on. cont in comments.

Last night, I visited a strip club for the first time. [F19]

After a major argument with my parents a few days ago, I was able to spend the weekend with my older sister, who lives close by. She's been amazing and doing everything she can to help me feel better about the way things are with my parents. She dances on the weekends and works part-time as a stripper. Yesterday, she, I, and her roommate/best friend went out to shop and eat. They were supposed to leave for work at nine o'clock, and I was supposed to hang around at her house. You should come up to work for a short time tonight, she said at dinner. I had never been to anything like that before, so I was both terrified and excited at the same time. She told me that no one would object since she would let me enter around the back, contrary to my first fears that they wouldn't allow me in because I am young. When I came, I called her, and she let me in, allowing me to enter the changing room. She had previously informed the female staff members that I was having a hard time and had just come out to her as bi, so have a good time for me! It turned out that I had nothing to worry about! They were all incredibly kind to me! I was wet the entire time! I ultimately received four lap dances! The first female had me under such intense pressure and could feel my tits. She gave me a very passionate kiss! My first kiss with a female was quite exciting! I was then told to "suck them sweetie" as she put her tits in my face. I didn't want to stop! The second girl made out with me the entire time and told me to rub while putting my finger on her pussy. I couldn't believe I was truly turning a girl on like that in real life even though it was over her underwear and I could feel that she was wet. The next ones involved two girls who made out with me and touched my pussy while I wasn't wearing panties. I heard her say in my ear that she loves it when I become wet. I desperately wanted to cum, but there wasn't enough time.

[B/s] I edit my sister's porn

Hey there. I've lurked on here with a different account but now I'm here making a post. First off, my sister is 19 (and was when this started) and I am 21. And no, before you ask, I will not be sharing her stuff. A few months ago, I was editing some videos for a friend of mine and my sister saw what I was doing. She said that she was looking for an editor but refused when I offered to do it for her. I explained that it would be a lit cheaper to do it through me than most other people but she was adamant that it wasn't me who did it. I thought it was odd before she came back to me a few weeks later and told me that she didn't want me to edit her stuff because she was starting to produce her own porn. I was shocked but left it at her brother didn't want to see her have sex on camera. However a few days after that she asked if I could just do it. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about doing it, but I went ahead and edited one video of hers. She was wearing this red lace lingerie that showed off pretty much everything before she took it off and fucked herself using a dildo that was pretty large. I found myself getting aroused and figured that it was just because an objectively pretty woman was pleasuring herself on my screen. It was hard to focus for too much but I got it in for her. She liked my work and asked if i would mind doing more. I told her it might be a little difficult but I could try. That's when she told me that if I needed to, I could jerk off to her stuff as I work. I got hard when she said that and she saw as I was wearing the worst pants to try and hide a boner. She laughed at the fact and said she'll take that as a yes. Since then, I have seen my sister in every state of undress, pretty much any kind of underwear you could imagine, having used toys I didn't know were a thing, even having sex with other people. She'll send me messages like "hope you like this one" with a winky face when sending the footage. When I send the final videos to her, she'll ask what I liked and has kinda learned what I like more with her performances. I would love to see her do even half of the stuff I've seen her do in the videos to me, I'm just afraid to ask.

My First Hookup as a 1st Year College Student [F 18] POV

READ THIS: This is a small recount of my time a couple months ago. I felt very compelled to write about it last minute so detail and images may be lacking. However, I guess if this gets enough attention, I may continue it or write a better version. (Of course not enough to break rules) Also, there is a good surprise in the end I feel. Made me rethink the way I feel about what society says about cocks and sex. Fucking. That’s all he was doing. I loved the way his cock slide into my pussy hitting my cervix every time. I was his 7th body and he was my 2nd. I just got out of a relationship and I wanted to engage in hookup culture for my first year in college. He was good. He had the experience. He fucked me and toppled me over in different positions when he had the chance. We first started with cowgirl where I could feel his length on my pussy, and damn, I could feel it all over. He didn’t waste any time sucking on my tits and begging me to ride his face because he felt that my pussy was so tight. He said I tasted like sweet lemons. He was using his tongue and really making sure I felt it. His moist tongue going into my hole while taking turns with my clit. It was so good. I remember trying to hold back my moans. But him sucking on my tits? Goodness that was so fucking hot! My nipples became hard by his touch. He used a little bit of pain with the pleasure. I remember how he made it ring across my body. I think that’s when my roommate heard me moan from outside the door. I didn’t think I was that loud… It wasn’t long until he fucked me missionary style. He made sure my feet was over his neck and kept pounding his length into my pussy. It was a great feeling. He fucked me doggy, he fucked me with my legs closed? I’m not very sure how he did that but it work and I was loving it. It was good. I felt the length, the pressure, and it made my pussy feel ecstatic. She was just screaming of enjoyment waiting for her turn to cum. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed every moment of his skill. Especially the way he made my nipples feel when he sucked on them. Eventually, he made me cum! I let out a huge squirt. A huge squirt. It dribbled down to his cock and he looked at me and told me how fucking hot he looked like. This was not my first orgasm however. He said my head was good. His length was bigger than my partner for sure. I made sure to give attention to his balls and suck his cock. He ended up shaking and moaning how great I give him head. I almost thought he had a seizure. I always make sure to give any man great attention to his penis. I always like to tease with light kisses, then long slow strokes, have a hand squeeze his balls and his length, and then finally sucking it on slowly until I believe he is ready for the full blow. And it wasn’t long until he released his load on my tits. I gave him a towel to wipe and I cleaned myself too. Then he asked me two questions: “Was my cock larger than his?” “Was I good?” To which I replied. Yes, I think around two inches longer and yes the sex was good. We had a short conversation and he left. But yes, he was very good at he was doing. Although, this man, rather boy, in a span of one hour has only made me cum once. Now don’t get me wrong, his sex was good, but it wasn’t the best. You see, fellow readers, I’ve had a man (19 year old), with shorter length AND with one body (which was me), make me cum exactly 14 times in the same amount of time as my hookup. And each of those 14 times I always fucking squirt a load for him. The way he used his cock was divine and my pussy never fails to get wet for his skill and length.

[MF] Breaking the rules and fucking the ass of my favourite hotwife [hotwife] [cheating] [anal] [cheating]

There were two rules. The first was that he got to see. She was bent over in front of me, gripping the rails of the bed harder and harder. Her wedding ring was glinting in the light against the metal bars. My right hand was in her dark hair. I had a tight fistful, pulling her into me and arching her back. My left hand was holding her phone, pointing down to capture her gorgeous, round ass bouncing off my cock as I pounded her tight, wet pussy from behind. Each video was sent straight to her husband. I felt her start to cum, her beautiful, wet, married pussy tightening round my cock as I fucked her harder and harder. “Good girl,” I growled. “Cum for me baby, nice and hard.” I kept stroking, fast and deep, to hold her there until she was shaking and breathless. I slid out of her dripping, quivering pussy and dropped the phone. I gently moved my cock upwards and started to tease her tight, round ass with the tip. The second rule. My other hand moved to her throat and I pulled her in tighter. “Do you want me to, baby?” I whispered in her ear. “Mmm,” she whimpered. “Do you want to feel me there?” I continued. “Mmmm,” she moaned, and started to press herself back onto me. “Say it, baby?” She pressed herself further back and gasped as she felt my cock start to slide inside her. I gripped her hair tighter. “Say it.” “Please sir,” she moaned desperately. “Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass, please.” “Good girl,” I growled, and with one long stroke I filled her with my long, thick cock. Fuck it felt so good. So forbidden. Her tight ass stretching around me as I started to fuck her harder and harder. Pounding her from behind, my hands in her hair and around her throat to force every inch of my cock deep into her ass. She started to cum again, shaking and screaming breathlessly as she gripped the bed even tighter. The sensation and her noises pushed me over the edge too. At the last second and with a loud moan I pulled out and started to cum all over her back. Strand after strand of it pumping out of me and coating her tanned skin. She looked so good bent over in front of me, her shapely form covered in my cum, clinging to the bed and trying to regain her senses. I picked up the phone and sent one final picture before collapsing on the bed next to her. “He’ll never know,” I smiled, pulling her close for a kiss. “But I hope you know that next time I’m not pulling out.”

[B/S] Moved into my (20) new apartment and breaking it in with my sister (18)

Last week, I finally moved out of my mums house into my new flat/apartment, with the idea that me and my sister would be able to have sex a lot more often and do it freely. Throughout the week as I moved in with the help of my mum, dad and sister, she asked me “so when’s the first sleep over then?” In front of our parents, which was part of our plan we came up with before I moved in. I said, “when I’m fully moved in and have all my stuff here, maybe”. It got my mum talking, saying it’d be nice and stuff like that. The usual ‘mother trying to get her kids to bond’ behaviour. It was pretty much finished on Thursday ready for my sister to stay over Friday night. Our plan went perfectly, like it couldn’t have gone better. Both our parents thought of it as just a “sleepover”. Last night was the night she stayed over and it was amazing. After I had finished work I went to pick my sister up from my mums, she had all her stuff ready to ‘bunk on my sofa for the night’. Once we got back to my place was when it felt real for me, me and my sister could finally have a sense of freedom together. Literally, the first thing we did was have sex, breaking in my bed for the first time. After, we just laid in bed snuggled up to each other talking about how much fun the future will be. We ordered a takeaway and ate it half naked together, then after we ‘christened’ my living room having sex on my sofa which spilled out onto the kitchen floor. Luckily, we didn’t have to be too careful since I’m the first person that moved into those new small black of flats. Just title freedom for me and my sister. There will be two others moving in around 2 weeks time though so we’ll have to be a bit more careful then. As the night went on, we acted like a couple together, like, we’re super in love. We probably went to bed around 1am after having sex one more time, getting tangled with each other and the bed covers.

The New Barmaid [M32/F25] [Anal] [Blow Job] [Transgender]

I hate it when my boss does that to me. And she knows that I hat it when she dumps the new employees into my shift. So she lets me deal with the new bartenders to annoy me and because she knows that I am her most seasoned barkeep. I try to fight back, I tell her that I haven’t got the time, or the patience to do the babysitting. To teach the newbies how to tap a beer or how to mix a whiskey sour. I even threatened her with quitting my job, but well, she knows that I will never quit, because I love my job, I love her bar and I am friends with most of our customers. In the end my boss tends to gets her will. Always. It just is that way, and I accepted that a long long time ago. I told her that she should sent the new one over on Tuesday, when business was low and I would have got the team to teach them something. As soon as she realized that she got her will, a smile appeared on my bosses face: “Good. Take good care of her. And don’t dare to fuck her. Not again. I am sick of hiring new people all the time. And yes this time my punishment will be severe.” She had a look that can kill on her face when she told me the above. She clearly wanted me to behave. I told her that I would. But given my previous track record, thirty two year old me had at least fucked ten barmaids and the all left afterwards, I seriously doubted that I would be able to keep my promise. And so did she. Her look told me everything. Then we both went our ways. On the upcoming Tuesday I was at he bar early. I had some minor repair works to do – yes I wasn’t just serving drinks at the bar, I was the one that kept the place from falling apart too. I was fixing a chair – some drunk idiot had to throw them through the room on an otherwise totally quiet Monday evening – when she showed up, the new barmaid. The moment I heard her coming in I turned around and looked at her. About two seconds later I knew that I won’t keep the promise I gave my boss. She caught my eye, she was my type and my dick wanted to go inside her about twenty year old body. So I put on my best smile on and said hi to her: “Welcome inside one of the most notorious bars in town.” She began to laugh: “I know, this place here is legendary. You must be the one that has the honor to show me around?” I nodded with my head. Then I reached out my hand, after I wiped it clean and proper introduced myself. She took my hand and did the same. Then I went back to work, but I told her to stay on my side, because I had to ask her a few things before I would show her the place. I mainly asked her about her previous job experience. Just to figure out what to expect from her, because my boss, she told me that she was the best and most experienced bartender in town. Well, she always does that with new employees. Yes sometimes I dream of throwing my boss out of an airplane, but who does not. But luckily the new barmaid standing next to me really had some experience on the field. She told me that she was tapping beer at summer parties in her home town. That she was mixing drink at local shows. And that she had worked behind a bar at some bigger events in the city we were currently in. A smile appeared on my face when she told me that she had experience. So I didn’t had to teach her anything. I wanted to ask her why she had left the small town she probably was born and had grown up in and moved into a much much bigger city, but it was too early to ask such personal question. So I just told her the following: “Great. So you know how to tap a beer.” She nodded with her head. Meanwhile I had finished fixing the damn chair, so it was time to give her a tour through the bar. We started with the bar itself. I showed her the tables, I showed her the darts and billiard corner, I showed her the emergency exit and I showed her where she could hide if, or when a bar fight would break out. When she heard the word bar fight, a frightened expression appeared on beautiful face. I told her that there was no reason to worry. It only happens once or twice a year. And I also told her that she will never be alone in here. No female bartender had a shift alone. At least one coworker, preferable a male one would always be present. It just is safer that way. The scary expression left her face: “Good to know.” Then I showed her the space behind the bar. I showed her were everything was, I told her what drinks we were selling, then I handed her a list with everything we sold listed on it. With the current prices: “Some homework for you. Try to memorize them all as quick as possible.” A not very pleased noise came out of her body when I handed her the list and told her what she had to do with it. I told her that I understood, but I also told her that it was part of the job. A sigh left her body and she accepted her fate. Then I showed her around in the back part of the bar. I showed her the restrooms, I showed her were all the cleaning supplies were in case that it would get nasty in one of the bathrooms – something that happens a lot because our customers were a hard drinking punch – and then I showed her the storage room and the tiny kitchen. Nope, we weren’t really cooking in our bar. We just made bar snacks. From frozen pizza to sandwiches. All the good stuff that help you to keep on drinking if you think that you already have enough. I showed her how to prepare some, then we at the sandwiches we just made together. While sitting at the bar next to each other. While eating I told her about a few ground laying rules that applied when working with me, and working in the bar overall: No drugs, no alcohol when on duty. That means showing up sober too. Well and that were the rules. Beside the obvious stuff like selling as many drinks as possible, be nice to the customers except the ask for anything else, be on time, don’t steal any money, snacks and non alcoholic drinks were free for employees and well, just don’t fuck up too much. She nodded with her head. Then I asked her if she had any questions. And she had one: “What happens if a customer wants to buy me a drink?” A more than just valid questions. Customers tend to do that a lot: “Just say no. Explain them that you will get fired when you drink on duty. If the keep on insisting, tell them to stop. If they don’t stop tell them that their drink is on the house and that it will be their last one. If they still won’t stop, show them the door, but get your male coworker to help you doing so. Because two is here clearly better than one.” One more her head went up and down. Then she finished her sandwich. So did I and then it was time to open the bar. It was Tuesday night so only regulars showed up. I introduced them all to the new one, and I told them to behave and to be nice to her. During her first shift I made her do next to everything. From cleaning the tables, washing glasses, preparing snacks to pouring drinks and fixing the pool table. Her experience was showing and she was a quick leaner. I began to like her. And yes, her has got hotter every time I starred at it. A couple of shifts passed by. We sold booze, we accidentally bumped into each other more often with every shift we shared, we had a few laughs and we cleaned up the place after we got rid of the last customer. We got along better and better while we got more and more touchier. It just was a matter of time until something would happen between the two of us. About three weeks after she began to work in the bar we were cleaning up the place together after a long shift filled with the usual drunk people stuff. I once more was checking out her damn hot ass while she was bending over to pick up something that she accidentally dropped to the floor. And yes, watching her gave me a hard one. But I held back. I really tried to be the responsible coworker. Normally she was teasing me once, or twice while we cleaned up the place. She probably did that to check out the waters or to make her feel a little bit better. Because as most of us know, most woman like that sort of attention when they are asking for it. But not on that day. She kept on going. She was more than just flirty. She accidentally pumped into me more than once. She always pressed her hot body against me when it happened. And I, slowly but steadily began to loose it. Horny was taking over control. When she pumped into me the next time, I couldn’t resist anymore. One of my hands landed on her tight ass. A moan escaped her throat the moment it happened. Then she turned around and looked me in the eyes: “That took you…” Moments later our hands were all over each other and our lips were touching. One long and passionate kiss followed the other while we tore the clothes off each others bodies. Passion, lust and horny were taking over. I was already naked when she was still wearing her underwear. She stopped me from further undressing her and made me sit down onto the bar. Once I was sitting she wrapped her lips around my rock hard dick. I was moaning out loud. Fuck, it felt so damn good. And looking down, seeing her sucking in my dick, watching my dick going in and out of her mouth, fuck it, it was nothing but a turn on for me. She kept on going for some time. To enhance my pleasure she began to squeeze my balls. Gentle squeezing first. Harder squeezing later. She made me moan out even louder. I began to loose it. Horny now was in full control of me. I wanted to fuck her, but she kept on sucking on my dick. She took me as deep down as she could. Nope, she wasn’t gagging on my rock hard dick, but I definitely was down her throat. So my rock hard dick went down her throat, then back out, then down again while she was crushing my balls with her hands. I was in heaven, it felt nothing but good. And I came closer and closer towards an orgasm every time my dick went in and out of her mouth. But I didn’t wanted to cum inside her mouth. I wanted all. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to see her bouncing up and down on my rock hard dick. So I made her stop. I jumped off the bar, I pulled her closer to me and gave her one passionate kiss after the other while I got her out of her bra and her panties. But she had a surprise hidden inside her panties. Once I pulled them down a dick and a pair of balls became visible. And yes, it took my by surprise. So I froze for a moment or two. Long enough for her to ask me in a very insecure tone: “Is that a problem for you?” I shook my head. Then I looked her in the eyes: “Nope, not at all. But I think we will need some lube.” A smile appeared on her face: “I came prepared.” Then the kissing set in again. Our hand were all over each others bodies again. I was playing with her dick and her balls, she was playing with mine. Our moaning now was filling the room. More and more tension was building up while my rock hard dick was gushing pre cum. I really wanted her. And she really wanted to feel me inside her. So she quickly got some lube out of her purse, then we lubed up my dick and we lubed up her asshole, then I bent her over one of the fresh cleaned tables in the bar, then I pressed my glans against her asshole. Then my dick went inside her asshole. Slowly. No need to hurry. Moaning escaped her throat when I went inside. Her asshole wrapping itself around my rock had dick it felt nothing but good. Then I gave her few gentle thrust while my hands where grabbing her hips. Fuck, now it felt even better. I enjoyed every second of it. And so did she. But that fucking gentle, it soon wasn’t enough for her anymore. She asked me to fuck her like a real man. To let go. To fuck her good. And I did what she told me to do. I fucked her as hard, as deep and in a decent pace. She loved my doing. Her moaning got more intense. So did mine. While our moaning was filling the bar I gave her one hard and deep thrust after the other. Her whole body, her boobs, her limp dick and her balls were bouncing back and forth. It didn’t took long and her hands were griping the edge of the table top while a “Yes, fuck me” came out of her mouth. We two totally lost ourselves. Everything that mattered was my hard dick sliding in and out of her fuck hole. One thrust after the other. Sweat was running down our bodies. My balls began to ache. All that mattered was the next thrust. And the next one. I fucked myself, I fucked the two of us towards an orgasm. Then, one last hard and deep thrust and I dumped my load inside her asshole. Moments later she came too. It came good for both of us. Our sweat covered bodies were shaking. She collapsed onto the table, I collapsed onto her. All the tension had left our bodies. The moaning stopped abruptly. Two fireworks went off in two brains. We both were out for some time. I was the first one back. So I got off her, I gently pulled out my dick, I used some napkins to clean her ass and my cum off my dick then I looked at her with a huge smile on my face: What an awesome woman she was. When she was herself again, she got off the table. Then she turned around. She looked at me with a more than just happy and satisfied expression on her face. Then she gave me a a gentle kiss: “You fucked me good.” A smile appeared on my face. Yes, I fucked her good. Then we fixed ourselves up as good as possible and went back to work. Because we weren’t really finished doing our job when horny took over. It took us another thirty minutes until we were able to leave the bar and head back home. Everyone headed to his own place back then. We just were fucking, we were no couple. And fucking we did. From that day on we did it every time we had clean up shift together. It always came good. We both loved it, and so far it had no impact on our work lives. But that should change the day our boss showed up for a surprise visit.

Sarah Opens Up [Ch 1 Pt. 4] My wife officially becomes a BBC hotwife.

As we were talking, I noticed movement behind us and I turned to see Jax. "Jax!" my wife yelled as she jumped from her chair. She jumped into his huge arms and wrapped her legs around him. He leaned down and took her face in his hands. His hands were so big, they wrapped all the way around to the back of her head. He kissed her deeply on the white sand beach, and their tongues met again. He reached down as he was kissing her and fondled her breast and pinched her raised nipple. She grinded her pussy against his huge bulge as they stared at each other. "Thank you for coming." she said breathlessly. "Thank you for making COME, pun intended!" Jax smiled. "Oh, I will again before this day is over." She replied sexily. "Likewise," he challenged. "I hope you will." she challenged back. "So, what have you two lovebirds been up to today?" Jax asked, as he took a chair on the other side of my wife. "We had a good workout this morning and had a late breakfast. Then we came down here to relax by the water. We just got out a bit ago." Sarah replied, rubbing her thigh. "Are you sore from your workout? I see you rubbing your leg." Jax observed. "Yes, actually. I did a lot of squats, lungs and deadlifts before our run. Leg days...Maybe I'll put in for a massage later." she replied. "Why pay for it, I'll hook you up." Jax offered. "Here?" she asked. "Fuck yeah." Jax said as he grabbed the coconut oil. Sarah laid her lounger flat and presented her backside to Jax. He poured some oil on his hands and started working her toes. "So how are you doing with all of this after yesterday?" Jax said, looking at me. "This has honestly been the most erotic experience of my life. Seeing my own wife transformed in front of my eyes, there's just no words to describe how exciting it has been. It's made us closer." I replied. "That's so good to hear. Like I told you yesterday. I think you two are a really great couple, and I like you guys. I would never want to ruin someone's marriage. I'm just not that guy. But I want to ask you... I sometimes can get a bit rough sexually. I never hurt anyone, but I like to push things a bit. Would you be okay with that?" Jax asked, concerned. "Jax, you've proven to be a man I can trust. I trust your judgment with my wife, and I trust her to tell you if you are going too far." I told him honestly. Sarah appeared to shudder at our conversation. She spread her legs a bit, unconsciously. Jax had moved his hands up from her feet and was massaging her calves. By the way he was running his hands up and down her calf muscles, I could tell he had a good knowledge of anatomy and areas to massage. His big strong hands made him a good masseur. He continued his movement up her thighs. He pressed into her with his firm hands, applying the perfect amount of pressure to her muscles. The color contrast of their skin was starting to light that flame again in both of us. My wife looked so beautiful laying topless on her chair while allowing this large black man to massage her on a public beach. "Thank you for sending me that video, Sarah. I'll keep it forever." Jax said. "You're welcome. You were the star of the show after all." she replied. "I call bullshit on that one. You were definitely center stage!" He laughed. "Well, you do have a point there." Sarah admitted. "Thank you for what you did for me yesterday. I thought I was going to have a major case of the blue balls after watching you on the balcony." Jax said honestly. "With your balls, you'd probably need an ambulance if I didn't take care of you. Those things are the size of ripe peaches." Sarah breathed sexily. Jax's hands were working up her thigh getting close to the junction between her legs. She moved her feet further apart. He imperceptibly brushed the back of his hand against her bathing suit bottom as his hand traced around the edge going around her round ass. She moved her hips toward him trying to get more contact. "What about you, Sarah? Jax asked, How do YOU feel about me getting a bit rough with you? "I, I trust you," she hesitated. With that answer, Jax pulled the strings holding her bikini together and untied it. He reached under her pelvis and yanked it off her quickly, leaving her naked on the chair. He jammed two of his huge coconut oil coated fingers into her pussy. "Oh fuuuuck!" She gasped as she pushed back against him. I looked around to see if anyone noticed. There were a couple small groups of beach goers about fifty yards on opposite sides of us, but they were not looking in our direction. "Keep a look out for me," Jax said, "I'm going to break this bitch in!" Jax said forcefully. Jax curled his fingers down and pushed against her G-spot. He rapidly pulled them in and out of her wet pussy making a squishing sound. His two fingers were probably an inch thicker than my cock. "Oh fuck yes, fuck me with you big black fingers!" Sarah moaned loudly as she gripped the chair and arched her back at him. "I'm going to fuck this sweet pussy today, slutwife! Jax told her. "I want it, I want it!" she cried. "What do you want, bitch? Tell me!" he ordered. "I want to come on your BIG BLACK COCK!" she yelled. "I own this white pussy today. I'm gonna make you a slut for BIG BLACK COCK forever!" Jax told her. Jax's fingers were a blur as they pistoned in and out of her. Her pussy was soaked and dripping, making a wet sloshing sound. He leaned down and jammed his tongue into her pink asshole that was raised up toward him. "Yes, this white pussy is yours. Own it, own it! Eat my ass! She screamed as she came loudly. She squirted all over his huge black hand, soaking the towel below her. Sarah slumped down onto the chair trying to catch her breath. Jax sat up and rubbed her ass affectionately as she came down from her high. I looked around again to see if anyone was looking toward us. I did a poor job as a look-out by getting distracted. The couple to the right of us, were turned facing us, obviously watching. The wife smiled and waved as she saw me looking at them. I waved back. "Shit, we were spotted." I said. My wife turned and looked toward the couple. They waved at her too. "I'm hot, let's go." Jax said as he grabbed Sarah's hand and pulled her up with him. They walked hand in hand to the water. She looked like a goddess as she walked next to him naked. Jax looked like a black Greek God who towered over her. I snapped a picture of the two of them with the turquoise ocean as a backdrop and white sand at their feet. They went into the water and splashed each other playfully. They complimented each other perfectly; one being a model of masculinity, one being a model of femininity. They were a perfect contrast, yet made perfect harmony. They came together in an embrace when they were deeper in the water. You couldn't see Sarah's lower half, but I assumed her legs were wrapped around Jax's waist. They kissed passionately in front of the beach for several minutes. I saw Sarah's arm reach down, and I assumed she was stroking his big cock. After several minutes of making out in the surf, the hot couple made their way out of the water the same way they walked in, holding hands affectionately. My hotwife swayed her hips sexily as she smiled at me. Her jiggling wet tits, her toned waist, bald pussy, and firm legs looked amazing exposed to the world. She exhibited confidence. They had captured the attention of both couples now as they watched them walk back to me. I'm sure both couples would be talking about them in their bed later. As she reached our chairs, Sarah bent over at the waist and kissed me, shoving her tongue in my mouth. Her mouth was hot, and she was panting in heat. "Put your suit on bitch. We got shit to do!" Jax said. "SMACK!!!" Jax smacked her ass loudly. "OUCH!" my wife yelled, surprised by the smack. She started to raise herself up, but stopped herself and shook her ass at him, and she resumed her kiss with me. "Smack!!!" Jax smacked her other butt cheek, leaving two huge red hand prints across her white globes. Sarah pushed her ass back at him, and he jammed his fingers into her pussy again. As she felt the penetration, she shoved her tongue deeper into my mouth and moaned. "Now bitch!" Jax ordered. She slowly raised herself up as if testing his authority. She was playing this cat and mouse game well. She reluctantly put her suit back on and the three of us made our way off of the beach. "Where are we going?" she asked Jax. "Your room," he replied. We walked to our room with both of us holding her hands. Jax and I were both sporting tents in our shorts. We passed an older couple with an uptight looking wife. She gave us a once over and raised her nose in disgust. Her pudgy old husband was not so disgusted though. He stood there with his mouth open staring at Sarah. His wife turned her disgust on her husband and yanked him forward. "Have a great day," my wife said laughing. The husband looked back and his eyes glued in on the two giant red handprints on my wife's ass. His uptight wife scolded him loudly and yanked on his arm. The three of us burst out laughing. My heartbeat increased as we approached our room. The sexual tension was at an all-time high. Thank God our wristbands opened the door. My hands were shaking too much to manipulate a key card at that moment. I held the door open, and let my wife and her lover lead the way. They entered the bedroom and Jax immediately ripped my wife's suit off. She stood before him naked again. "Take my black cock out, bitch!" Jax ordered. "As you wish, sir!" Sarah complied. She tugged his shorts down quickly this time, freeing his huge hard cock. She started to reach for it, and Jax picked her up and spun her upside-down like she was weightless. Her face was planted on his cock, and her pussy was at his face. He dove his face into her pussy and she squealed. She spread her legs giving him access as he bit her clit. "Oh FUCK!" she moaned as he ate her out. Seeing the object of her desire right in front of her, she attacked it wildly. She took half of him into her throat on her first try. He walked through the room and out the back slider like this with her sucking his huge black cock and her legs wrapped around his head. He walked to the same railing that overlooked the pool area. I quickly dropped my own trunks. I followed them out and looked over the rail to see if anyone was in the pool seating area. It was mostly deserted, except for the very same group of college guys who posed with my wife earlier. Their attention was already on my wife and Jax. When they saw me look over the rail, a look of realization crossed their faces. "Holy fucking shit. That's the same blonde from earlier!" I heard one of them say. Jax resumed his attack on my hotwife's pussy. "Oh fuck, don't stop! Your black lips feel so good on my white pussy!" my wife screamed. "Suck my cock, whore!" Jax replied. I looked at the group again, and they were honed in on the scene before them. Jax resumed his sucking and licking of my wife's pussy, and she resumed deep throating the black giant. Her legs trembled, and her ass shook provocatively as her orgasm neared. Jax reached up with his one hand and buried his finger in her pussy. "MMMMMNNNNGGGG! my wife groaned into his black cock. He moved his wet finger back and shoved it in her ass up to his knuckle. "HMMMMMNNNGGGGGGGMMMMM" she screamed into his cock that was all the way in her throat, as she squirted on Jax. Her legs trembled, and her ass rippled as the convulsions overtook her. She came hard, and luckily she was upside-down or she would have passed out from lack of oxygen. Jax turned and walked away from the rail, ending the show for the group of college guys. He walked her over to the lounger and laid her on it. He squatted over her face as she resumed her blowjob. After a while, Jax pulled out of her mouth and pushed his hips forward, sitting on her face. "Eat my ass slut!" Jax grunted. My hot blonde wife reached up to his black ass with both of her hands and spread his cheeks widely. She attacked his asshole with even more passion than the day before, burying her nose in his black crack. "MMMMMMNNNN MMMMMNNNNNN!" she moaned as she tongued him deeply. Jax buried his face in her pink pussy again as her hips raised into him. I remembered my phone again, and I video recorded them as they fucked each other's holes. This was even hotter than the day before. I walked around and filmed them like I was shooting a personal porn flick, while listening to both of them moan. "Oh Yeah, eat my black ass, bitch!" Jax grunted back at her. She was stroking his cock again as she ate his ass. They remained in this position for several minutes enjoying the sensations. Suddenly, Jax lifted up and shoved his cock downward and thrusted it into her mouth until his balls rested on her nose. "MMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!" she moaned into his big black balls. Jax pulled all the way out and started jackhammering her face with all eleven inches of his big black cock. It was the most erotic thing I ever saw. He looked so huge on top of her, and I stared in awe that she could take all of his cock like this. I could see her neck rising and falling with each thrust in and out. I was worried he was hurting her, but apparently she was fine. On the next downstroke, Sarah reached up with her hand and shoved her middle finger up his ass as he continued to face fuck her for several minutes. "Fuck yeah, swallow my cock, you big black cock slut!" Jax moaned as he pulled out of her wet mouth again. She gasped for air, as she moaned, "Fuck my face, fuck it hard with your black cock!" He buried it back into her and jackhammered her face and then pulled it out of her and sat on her face again. "Eat my ass whore. Tongue fuck my shitty black ass, bitch! Sarah reached down and touched her clit, rubbing it violently. I could see her convulsing as she came. "NNNNNNNNNMMMMMMMNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!" she moaned as her hips rose into her hand. "Enough of this. Time to open this white pussy!" Jax said as he smacked her face with his huge hand. I was concerned that he had gone too far, but she lay there staring at him biting her lip. Her eyes were watering, but she grinned up at him through her tears. "Steve, I have a condom in my shorts. Go get it." He told me. I was happy that he thought of it, and I ran to go get the condom from his shorts. The package was huge compared to the regular Trojans I used years ago. I returned and saw my wife with her legs spread, waiting for him in heat. I handed him the condom and he unrolled it slowly over his cock. "Get ready bitch, you about to get yo white pussy opened all the way up!" Jax yelled at her. He was really playing the role of the dominant black male. "Give it to me, my black master!" Sarah said breathlessly. "Steve, come here," she said to me. Jax lined his big black cock up with her open pink pussy. I walked over to her and she pulled me to her. I knew what she wanted. She pulled me down for a kiss as he entered her. She placed her tongue on my lips. I looked down as Jax placed his black crown at her pink entrance. This was the moment of no return. As far as we'd gone, she still had not committed adultery. I was not stopping the inevitable. He pushed forward slowly, and her tongue moved forward at the same time. HHHMMNNNNN!, she moaned as his huge black plum popped into her. He held it there for a second, letting her get used to its size. It had happened. She now had another man's cock in her for the first time. "This shit gonna change yo life!" Jax said as he shoved three more wide inches into her. Her tongue moved forward more as she screamed into my mouth, "NNNNGGGMMMM! He pulled back slowly, her tongue also retreated. He pushed forward again. Her tongue came with it as his big black cock pushed into her depths, further than I had ever been. Jax now had more than half of his eleven inch dick in her, leaving four inches between their groins. Her whole body was shaking. I looked down and could see her firm belly raising as his cock moved into her. He pulled back quickly and shoved in further, leaving just two more inches. "HHHHHMMMMM!" she moaned into my mouth as she pushed more of her tongue into my mouth. It was so erotic to watch his cock enter her while her tongue entered my mouth at the very same time. It connected us all in this taboo act of adultery. Jax pulled out until only his head remained inside her. He then slammed his hips forward, connecting their groins. "HHHMMMMM!!!!" she screamed into my mouth as she pulled me into her and shoved her tongue all the way into my mouth, coming loudly on his black cock. Our teeth banged into each other, but I didn't care. I pulled away from her to look into her eyes. She was writhing in ecstasy as they connected all the way. My mouth was quickly replaced with Jax's as he kissed her fervidly. She reached behind his huge neck and pulled him into the kiss. Jax pulled his cock all the way out, and my hotwife's hips undulated trying to get him back in. He laid the full length of his cock over her pussy showing all of us how far he was penetrating her, which was well past her belly button. I couldn't believe she was able to get it all in. Her hips pushed up against him wanting it back inside her. She was in heat and ready to mate. He lined himself up again and stared into her eyes. "Now fuck me with your BIG BLACK COCK! My pussy is yours!" she said breathlessly as she stared into his eyes. "YEEEEEEEESSSSS! Own my white pussy!" she screamed as he slammed all the way home. I could see her stomach rise where his cock was inside of her. Jax pulled all the way out of her again, and then all the way in. He did this ten times making her scream, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuck!. "You want me to open you up, white bitch?" Jax groaned. He slapped her again when she didn't answer. "Yes, yes, open my white pussy for your BIG BLACK COCK! Own MY PUUUUUSSYYYYY!" She screamed loud enough for the whole resort to hear. Jax hammered into her now with all of his strength, fucking her hard into the lounger. His giant balls were slapping her ass, adding to her pleasure. The lounge chair was now sliding into the wall behind it, making a hard banging noise. Sarah reached up with her arms and touched everything she could get ahold of on Jax as he fucked her into the chair. He hammered into her for several minutes. They were both sweating profusely as they mated. The thick veins in his muscles swelled even more as he slammed into my wife. She held his massive arms and pulled herself into his thrusts as she fucked him back. Her legs pulled him in and held him there as she screamed, "IIIIII'MMM COOOOOMMMIIIING!" Jax pulled out of her, and picked her up off the chair. I was amazed at how easily he could throw her around. She appeared to be weightless in his strong arms. He laid down on the lounge chair, and she stood above him. "Get to work slut. Time for you to fuck me this time!" Jax said. Sarah got an evil grin as she took this in. Since they walked into the hotel, she had been at HIS mercy to do as he pleased. Now she had the power to fuck him the way she wanted to. She straddled him in reverse cowgirl as she looked in my eyes. She squatted down over him and looked down to grab the base of his huge black cock. As she did this, the condom he was wearing slid up a bit. My hotwife looked back up at me with a smile on her face. Jax was now thrusting his hips upward trying to get his cock back into her. "You want me to fuck YOU, Jax?" She asked. "Sit on my dick bitch!" He ordered. "I'll fuck you the way I want to fuck you!" She said to him with an evil grin. Sarah then slowly rolled the condom up his huge black cock, inch by inch. When it got to his crown, it got stuck momentarily. She grabbed the tip and pulled it off completely with a snap. "I want to fuck your big black cock bareback!" She said breathlessly as she dropped all the way down his bare black cock. "Oh fuuuuuuuck!" I yelled, as my own body reacted to the scene in front of me, and I came all over the concrete below me. The image of her glazed eyes staring at me as she fucked Jax's bare black cock was too much for me. Ropes of cum, stream after stream, came out unassisted as I watched this primal mating act. Watching me come, Sarah's eyes rolled back and she came, screaming, "Yes, come for your hot wife!!!" As I regained my composure, we smiled at each other realizing we came at the same time with her on his huge cock and me watching them. "You like watching your hotwife getting fucked?" She smiled at me. "Isn't it obvious." I laughed pointing at the pool of cum below me. My cock was still hard. "Watch me fuck this BARE BLACK COCK!" she said, emphasizing the words with each thrust down. She looked so beautiful looking at me with his giant black cock thrusting in and out of her. Her face was enveloped in bliss as she rode his giant cock. Her white cream was coating his cock providing proof of how much she was enjoying this moment. She started moving as fast as she could on top of him. I could see her thigh muscles flexing as she squatted over him and dropped back down. Her tits were bouncing with each hard thrust. A pool of her secretions was gathering at the base of his huge black cock. Their bodies connected in a loud, "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP! "Fuck my big black cock, slut. Show your husband how much you want this nigger dick!" Jax yelled as he reached forward and pinched her nipples hard, pulling on them. "I love your black dick! Never stop fucking me with this beautiful BIG BLACK COCK! SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP!" she yelled as they mated. She continued milking him for several minutes. She turned and faced him again so she could kiss him while she rode his cock. He sucked her nipples and her neck. He left a hickey on her neck, marking his territory on her. He reached around her and buried his huge black finger in her ass. "Oh fuck yes, finger fuck my white ass! she yelled as she came again. Her legs wore out, and she dropped down on him out of breath. Jax lifted her off him and kissed her hard. She moaned into his kiss. He looked down at the mess she made with her creamy cum. "Clean up your mess slut!" Jax yelled as he pulled her face down on his cock. She deepthroated his cock to the root and slurped her own cum. Her tongue licked around the base as she held his cock in the back of her throat. She pulled off his cock and dove back down to slurp up the rest. "MMMMMM, I think I like the taste of pussy!" she moaned. Jack threw her down on the chair face down and pushed down on her neck, pressing her face sideways. "Arch your ass up to me, slut!" Jax ordered. "Yes, my black master." she cried. She spread her knees apart and arched her back to an extreme angle, presenting herself for his taking. "Take your pussy, take it!, she begged. In one quick motion, Jax buried himself in her and his balls slapped her clit. Her ass rippled with each thrust. He didn't waste time, and he picked up the pace. "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP!" "YES YES YES YES YES!, she yelled as their bodies slapped together. "Suck your husband's dick. You ain't done shit for him yet!" Jax told her. I went to her, and she raised up from the chair and sucked me into her mouth. Jax's rapid pace forced her into my groin. I could feel the strength of his thrusts come through her body and into me. She looked into my eyes in total euphoria. My cock looked small in her mouth compared to his. I didn't care. This was all about her pleasure. We both split-roasted my wife for several minutes. "You like fucking his big black cock, my slutwife?" I asked. She took my cock out of her mouth and said, "I can't get enough of his big cock!" Jax reached forward and grabbed her hair saying, "Suck his dick like you mean it, bitch!" Jax forced her down onto my cock and began face fucking me at a blurring pace with her head. It felt amazing. He pulled her off me after I started getting close to coming. He pulled her back into him and pulled her back into a deep tongue kiss. "You like face fucking your husband?" he asked her. "Oh God yes!" she moaned. "Good, do it from now on, and swallow all his cum." He told her. "Yes my black master." she replied. "Master? Can you please cum inside of me with your big black cock? I want to feel your black seed shoot inside me." She buried her face back into my groin. "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP!" our bodies all connected. It felt like this black giant was fucking both of us as he was worked into a frenzy. They were breeding. He was claiming his prize, and she was claiming hers. "I want his cum," she said while looking up at me. "Where?" I asked. "In me. In my white pussy. Jax, fill my pussy with your black seed! I WANT YOUR CUM!" she screamed. "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP TAKE MY BLACK CUM, SLUT! Jax yelled as all of his muscles flexed and he pulled her hips into him. HHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNN! she groaned as she squirted on him. I pulled her into me and came in my wife's throat for the very first time groaning, "Yes, take our cum, baby! Ahhhh!" We were all still spasming together. Jax's cum was leaking out of my hotwife as jet after jet of cum emptied inside her. I pulled my wife back and one last blast landed on her face. She looked up at me in disbelief as we took everything in. Jax picked her up and laid back in the chair still inside her. His legs were shaking and it looked like he was still coming inside her. "Oh, God, you are the best fuck I have ever had, Sarah. Steve, you are one lucky man. Thank you both." Jax said as he spasmed one more time inside of her. He pulled her face back and kissed her. Some of my cum got on his nose and cheek. They were so engrossed in passion, neither noticed. As their breathing slowed down, Sarah pulled back and looked into those eyes once again. "Thank you Jax for truly opening me up once and for all," she said genuinely. Sarah noticed the cum on his face, and she leaned in and licked it off him. she then wiped the remnants off her own face and swallowed it as well. She then looked down and saw the pool of cum leaking all over Jax's stomach, groin, and legs. "Not only do I love big black cock now, but I also love the taste of cum," Sarah said as she lifted off his cock with a loud suction noise. She dove her face into his cock, throating it again. She bobbed on his cock a few times, cleaning it off as Jax trembled from the sensitivity. She pulled off and dove into his groin and slurped up and swallowed their combined juices. "Slurp, gulp, slurp, gulp, slurp, gulp," we watched as she cleaned him She licked up to where it collected under his abs and did the same. She followed the stream down to his giant balls and slurped them clean as well. She saw the trail going down his crack. She pushed his legs back and followed it. "SSSSSSSLLLLUUURP!" she sucked the trail of cum down into his asshole and up and down the inside of his black thighs. She cleaned all of it off him. She reached between her own legs and shoved three fingers inside herself gathering as much of his seed as she could hold. She brought it to her mouth. There was a huge pool of cum in the palm of her hand. She looked into my eyes and said, "Look what you turned me into: an ass eating, cumslut hotwife for big black cock," as she slurped it off her palm and fingers, "Slurp, gulp, slurp, gulp, slurp, gulp." "Mmmmm, I really do like the taste of pussy," she said smiling. Our cocks twitched again watching her, and we were speechless. She was insatiable. She walked to the pool and dove in. "Care to join me boys?" she said as she swam up to the glass pool edge overlooking the ocean. I followed her first, and Jax was close behind. We popped up out of the water on either side of my beautiful wife. We were at her beck and call. She was glowing. She had reached Zen in paradise. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. She leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I was in love beyond belief.

Sex in the Theater [MF]

The movie theater by us has those wide reclining seats. Each pair of recliners has an arm rest that lifts up, which basically turns it into the size of a small bed. We made sure to choose a no-name movie in the middle of the day and chose the seats in the upper corner. She always claims to be cold, so she brought a blanket with her. We quickly got comfortable under the blanket. She decided she wanted to cuddle, so she pushed her ass against me. When she wiggled it against my dick, I knew it was time. My hand reached up to grab her tits. She pushed her ass back and wiggled it side to side. I went up under her shirt, under her bra, and began to play with her nipples. She reached back and pulled my dick out from my joggers. She rubbed it up and down while I played with her boobs. I let go of them and started to lower her leggings just under her ass. She looked around, spit on her hand, and rubbed it on the tip of my dick. She grabbed my dick and guided into her pussy. I wanted nothing more than to grab her hips and ram my cock into her, but needed to be as discreet as possible. I reached back up, grabbed her tits, and began to thrust as slowly as possible. She kept moving her ass back and forth. Any time we saw someone in front of us twitch or move, we’d completely stop. When that happened, she would squeeze my dick with her pussy, and I would try to twitch my dick inside her. I tapped her hips and she knew what that meant. She got up a little, I adjusted the recliner, and she laid on my lap. Her face was using my thighs as a pillow. She then pulled my dick out and started to suck on it. She positioned the blanket to where nobody could see her. She cupped my balls and sucked my dick. She then let go of my balls and rubbed the length while her lips where around the tip. She jerked me off until I came in her mouth. Like a good girl, she swallowed every last drop. She took a sip of soda and then cuddled up next to me to finish the movie.

[M/S] Do you think that Mother-Son Incest is the most beautiful kind of love?

While support any kind of incest as long as the involved are 18+ and gave consent, I personally am neither romantically nor sexually interested in my mother (but in my aunt). I still have a huge mommy kink and mommy fantasies though and I am fascinated and adored by the idea of mother and son having sex. I think there's nothing more intimate and personal than a son penetrating the vagina of the woman he came out of. I also recently read a caption on a gif that said the penis of the son is perfectly fit to the mother's vagina because of their genes. While that is scientifically neither founded nor proved, I think it's a beautiful thought. I also love the idea that a son can not only bring some freshness and youth into the mother's life and that she can feel young again (if she even needs it), but that the mother can bring a lot of maturity and experience into the son's life. It's a really wise exchange imo. And of course, I simply think there's nothing stronger than the maternal, nurturing, caring love for a son. And to apply it to and combine with an instinctive sexual love makes it the strongest, most intimate bond and love there is. I know this is more of a general, maybe pointless post, but just had to let this out (since it's hard to talk to Someone else in rl about it lol) and I was curious about what you think. Do you like (maternal) incest, because of the taboo like most people probably (including myself in a way) or do simply like your partner because of their personalitv or do you agree with the points above?

[F18 asian] I found out my friend has a fap folder and masturbates to me

this happend actually just last night. we had a little party for my friends' bday- all my friends were there, including one of my best guy friends, lets call him M. M and I usually play video games together and I like to use his league tft account because he has cute skins, and he gains elo ( winwin scenario) im pretty small and lightweight so after only a couple drinks of soju.. i was knocked out, M was a sweetheart and helped me into my friends bed. i woke up in the middle of the night and my phone was dead and everyone was downstairs asleep. I couldnt fall back asleep so I took M's phone to play some tft, and as I switched apps on his iphone i noticed he had a photos application running with screenshots of me fom ig, fb, etc., and even screnshots of our video calls where he can see parts my butt and cleavage.. there were photos of other girls i know in the folder, but its pretty surreal to know that one of my best friends is literally jerking it to photos of myself. it actually did make me horny seeing that I was part of his fap collection, and it was strangely erotic seeing my friend in such an intimate light. its kind of hot knowing that hes finding pleasure and cumming to the thought of (probably?) fucking one of his best friends anyways im acting like I never saw this.

[B/S] I (19M) had a nice night with my sister (23F) Part 3

Howdy y'all, for some backstory, Alyssa and I have been getting a lot closer, and I have two other parts on my feed which y'all should definitely check out. Here's today's update: So, at work, this week was my short week, where I only work Wednesday and Thursday. Alyssa and I had planned to get together on Tuesday, but that fell through due to Alyssa being called into work. So, when she cancelled, I asked her if she wanted to hang out today (12/30) and she agreed. Around 4pm, I texted her and asked what she wanted to do, where she wanted to go, etc. She told me that she had a rough day at work and just wanted to drive around with me for a little bit. I told her that I would come pick her up around 9pm if that was a good time for her. She agreed and I made my way over to her place around then. When I got there, I texted her I was outside and she came out wearing one of my hoodies with some booty shorts on. She hopped in my passenger seat and I asked where she wanted to drive. She recommended some backroads, and we set off. After about 20 minutes of driving and letting her vent about her rough day at work, she ran her hand over to my thigh and started caressing it. This caused me to get hard, and she noticed and started moving her hand closer to my penis. I was only wearing basketball shorts, so it was starting to pitch a tent and eventually, when we made it to some more secluded roads, she pulled my shorts down and started jerking me off. I usually drive with one hand, so I reached over with my free hand and started rubbing her thigh, and slowly moving my hand up to her pussy while visually confirming it was okay with her. I guess I was going a bit too slowly though, because she grabbed my hand, and moved it right onto her pussy. When my hand touched her, I realized she wasn't wearing panties underneath her shorts, and she was soaking through them. I began rubbing her, and even though I'm not an expert with my fingers, the sounds my own sister was making sounded like I was doing something right. She slowed her pace of jerking me and started grinding against my fingers. She grabbed my hand and practically started masturbating herself with my hand. Eventually, I felt her tense up and she whimpered and came all over my hand. Then when she was done, she let go of my hand, and I raised it up to my mouth and sucked off all the juices, which she gave me a sex-drunk look to. When I had my fill, she climbed over the center console and began sucking me off. I absolutely love the way my sister's mouth feels on my dick. It's so soft and so warm, it's almost like a pussy. After about 5 minutes, I could feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm creeping up and told her I was going to cum. I pulled over and grabbed the back of her head with both my hands, which I know she likes, and pushed down as hard as I could, feeling the bottom of her throat with the tip of my dick. I exploded into my sister's throat again, as she made this sound of a mix of choking and swallowing. Once I had finished shooting, I released her head and she came up gasping with a huge smile on her face and spit pouring out of her mouth. I leaned over and kissed her harder than I have before, getting a mix of her cum from earlier, my cum, her spit and my spit. It was so hot and I felt like I could cum again just from kissing her. After a really intense make-out session, we both leaned back in our seats and she said she wanted to know what I felt like inside of her. I told her she'd have to wait until we got back to her apartment, because I don't like having sex in a car, and so we started heading back to her apartment. When we got there, I carried her in, while kissing her and caressing her all over. I laid her down on the bed, took off my clothes and she stopped me and said she wanted to feel me in her ass. I, of course, obliged and asked if she had anal lube. While she was getting undressed, I grabbed the anal lube from her drawer, and when I turned around, she was laying on the bed with a butt plug in her ass. She told me she had been preparing for this, because she knew she wanted me inside her. Easily one of the hottest things she has said to me. After properly lubing up my dick, I put a liberal amount on my hand and knelt down, and started rubbing her asshole, lubing it up. I slipped a finger inside and was surprised at how easy it went in. I pushed and pulled it out, slipping another finger inside in the process while she let out some small moans. After about 10 minutes, she told me she was ready and that she wanted to ride me so she could control how fast it went in. So I got up, laid down on her bed, and she got on top of me and started grinding against me. After a couple minutes, she grabbed my dick and started playing with her asshole with my tip. After a few more minutes, she started sitting down on my dick, and I watched as she moaned as it slowly slipped inside. It felt so good, almost like her mouth, but a lot warmer and tighter. I began moaning too, and then felt her ass touch my thigh as she let out a huge moan and sigh. She told me she felt really full and slowly started moving up and down on my dick, fucking herself with it. I felt like I was going to cum immediately, but managed to hold out. She began to pick up pace, until eventually she was fully riding me, and collapsed on my chest. She started making out with me, before moving to my ear and licking and biting it. It was so fucking hot, knowing I was balls-deep in my sister and hearing her moans in my ear, knowing she knew her brother was filling her up. After several minutes, she tensed up and shook, and came all over my crotch. After a couple more minutes, I felt like I HAD to cum, so I asked her where she wanted it and she told me to cum inside her. So after a few seconds, I drove as deep as I could into my sister's ass and almost screamed with how good it felt. I completely drained my balls into my sister's ass as she continued moaning in my ear and breathing her hot breath all over me. When I finally finished, she got off and went to the bathroom to clean up and I fell asleep. When I woke up, we were both spooning naked, and my dick was right up against her. We didn't do much, and eventually I had to leave and run some errands. I told her I loved her, and left.

[M/S] My first ever sexual interaction with my mom

I have been a lurker on this subreddit for quite a long time (3+ years), I have never imagined that one day I will be writing my own story of what have happened today. I (26M) come from a religiously strict middle eastern family, where having sex before marriage is considered forbidden (haram), and is a sin. In addition, I also have a hard time finding a girlfriend due the fact that I am not that attractive and also overweight. My mom (46F), is a really beautiful and sexy woman, not according only to me, but to anyone who have met her, she is a blonde, blue eyes, big breasts, and curvy body, She is basically the regular milf you always dream about, but all that beauty is not shown to everyone since she covers herself with hijab and baggy clothes. I have been having sexual attraction to her since I have hit puberty, I have jerked off to her many times, but never did any move or showed that. At home, she dresses normally as any mom would dress inside the house, however, in the summer, she would wear light clothes and you could see her breasts whenever she bends down. I have walked on her few times (by mistake) while she was changing, and I know how she looks naked. Last month, I have finished my university degree and came back to live meanwhile at my parents house (me and my brother), and I have been staying a lot inside since I also work remotely. My mom finishes work quite early afternoon, and since my father and brother both a are working many hours, there is a decent amount of time that me and my mom are alone in the house. Lately, I have been noticing that whenever she arrives home from work, she keeps her room's door open while she changes clothes, and sometimes leaves the room going to the kitchen while she is wearing only a bra and panties (underwear). And I got the sense that she makes sure I do notice her behaviour, and I always talk a long look at her, and she acts like she doesn't see me and that all is normal. Today, she arrived home from work, and went to her room to change her clothes as usual. I was in my room working on my computer and she started saying stuff to me but I couldn't hear very well. I went to her room to check out what does she want, I knocked on the door and she said come in. And I was shock completely when I found out she is only wearing a bra and panties. She started asking me what do I want to have for dinner and what did I do today, and a normal conversation was happening while she was standing in front of the mirror and her back is to me and she is looking at me through the mirror. I don't know what I was thinking or what made me do this, but I started moving slowly towards her and put both of my hands on her shoulder giving her a slow and light shoulder massage while maintaining eye contact with her though the mirror. And the shocker happened, she rolled back her eyes and moaned telling me to go slowly. At this time, my dick was so hard, and I know she noticed that because while I was giving her the back rub, my dick has touched her ass and she must have felt it. After a minute or so of doing the shoulder massage, she held my hands and she put them on her chest, in a position where I am hugging her from behind, and keep in mind this is all while she is wearing only a bra. Her touch was so warm, and I have slowly began to move my hands a little bit down towards her breasts. I started to slightly reach for them in my thumb to the point where I was fully cupping her tits. She asked me if I am liking what I am holding, and at the moment I was still in shock and I couldn't talk so I just nodded my head hinting yes. And the craaaaziest thing happened, with one quick move by her hands behind her back, she took off her bra and I could see my mom tits closely in front of my own eyes. She turned her body to be facing me, and I put my hands on her tits and started feeling her nipples, she was laughing at this time and she said she enjoys the moment, I started kissing her tits and playing with he nipples with my tongue for a minute. Then she said that's enough darling and she went to her bathroom and I went back to my room and jerked off immediately and came a lot. I have stayed in my room after this for some hours, and this was occupying my mind all the time. At dinner, we both acted normally in front of my brother and father, like nothing has happened, and she was talking to me normally ever since. Right now, I don't know what to do, I don't think I can also sleep tonight because this has been on my mind ever since. Should I make a move? Why did she allow this to happen? How can I bring this up in a conversation with her tomorrow to talk about it? Thank you!

Walk of Shame Ends With Me Cumming On My Ex's Face [MF]

The sun was out, almost mockingly biting in its heat, melting away the little dignity left in the many souls that joined me in ambling back to our homes.  Hair meticulously coiffed, straightened and poofed the night before now tangled and wild. Faces that resembled glitzy celebrities after a dozen shots under the dim lights of the party now looking more like their leaked mugshots after being pulled over for a DUI.  The faces that joined today's walk of shame were many, some familiar, plenty new — the aftermath of a massive post-finals party. Music so loud you merely nodded after a girl repeated herself for a third time. Floorboards quivering with bass. Guys wearing shirts two sizes two small. Girls exposing a diverse medley of necklines. Kissing with varied degrees of Frenchness. The inevitable multicoloured torrents gushing from mouths at the end of the night.  I had a strategic place off campus, close enough that classes were minutes away, yet far enough that life wouldn't be judged by the eyes of campus security the next morning. The girl I had hooked up with however had insisted on going back to her place, a dormitory on campus.  *Danielle?* My synapses sputter to fire up like an old jalopy with the key turning over and over. *Danika*, my brain finally grumbled to life. Yes, *Danika with a k* — a fiesty red-head that pulled me by the collar and grinded with me on the dancefloor, and then her bedroom, crashing in a naked heap with our bodies intertwined till the sun came up while she screamed my name. The perfect hook-up, that is until she kicked me out at 9am. &#x200B; “Brunch with my dad,” she hastily explained rolling her naked body over me and scampering to the bathroom.  *I hope I wasn't that bad* I think as my house comes into view.  Gripping the doorknob, my gaze turns back at the motley horde of zombies one final time, thanking the gods my house was one of the first in the row that stretched for miles, only for karma to instantly bite me in the ass.  “Fuck,” I say patting my pockets. “Its gotta be here,” I empty them only finding lint, my keys no where in sight. I call Danika with a k. Then again. And again. No answer.  &#x200B; I move to knock, but I know no one's home. My housemates Wesley and David headed up north to a different party. It would be hours before they returned. “Fuck,” I mutter punching the door with a *thump*.  &#x200B; I've grabbed the attention of a handful of the horde, their silent and stale stares full of regret. I look to my right, and I see hope, or a sadistic version of it. My ex, Kayla lived next door. It seemed like a masterstroke at the time. Two months into the relationship and she moved in two houses away. She was an attention seeking siren while I thought I was the hotshot on campus. What could go wrong ? Our budding relationship ended a month later.  &#x200B; “What the fuck? You look like shit Tyler,” Kayla chuckles upon seeing my sorry state stumble upon her front door reeking of stale alcohol, eyes three different kinds of bloodshot and clothes stained with  a multitude of fluids from last night.  &#x200B; Kayla was a drop dead gorgeous blonde with blue eyes and a body that was moulded through years of gymnastics. Her ample C cup tits — a birthday gift from her parents — poked through the oversized t-shirt she had on that barely covered an ass that a man would not soon forget.  &#x200B; “I just need a shower,” I reason after explaining how I'd been locked out. My head pounded like the inside of the speaker playing Skrillex last night.  “Yeah, sure” she says after deciding I posed no threat. “You gotta make it quick though Tyler. Roommate's parents are coming over”.  &#x200B; Ah Kayla, she was loud, obnoxious and most annoying of all — vegan. Not that I have anything against vegans. I just have an issue when a vegan tells me *I hope you're enjoying eating that carcass* as I bite into a juicy cheeseburger, especially if that vegan is my girlfriend. &#x200B; I didn't care about any of that right now, however. My skin ached to be drenched in hot water. Thankfully, not only did Kayla have hot water, she had an attached bathroom with a sliding glass door shower. &#x200B; “Here”, she says passing me a towel, a t-shirt and some shorts, as I step in to her room. *Weird* I think. Perhaps she isn't all that ba——  “Is this my t-shirt ? And my shorts ?”, I come to realise inspecting the pile she had given me. Kayla claimed to have returned all the clothes of mine she had swiped after we broke up.  &#x200B; “Better late then never I guess”, she shrugs  shutting the bathroom door behind her. &#x200B; Any angst I had was wiped out as the pitter patter of hot water slowly flowed down my body and pooled at my feet. I let it wash over my face, droplets steaming down onto me. It felt like I had a spirit (or spirits) trapped in me and I was at the climax of an exorcism. I could feel my head grow light, my muscles ease, my — &#x200B; “You said you had to study,” Kayla hisses from the outside, her paper thin walls doing very little in masking her voice. “Vanessa saw you with her, ” she continues. I pull the lever so the water drowns out the conversation, steam now rolls around in piles, rising from my toes.  &#x200B; The door suddenly flings open as Kayla bursts through, my hands busily soaping my ass. It's as though time freezes, and my hands don't know what to do with themselves, so they continue to lather soap over my derriere. Kayla's eyes however aren't drawn to my exposed ass, nor my flaccid penis, nor any other part of my fully exposed person. "You fucking asshole,” she screams into the phone. She hadn't burst in for a steamy tête-à-tête. In fact, I hadn't the faintest clue as to why she had moved her fight to the bathroom.  &#x200B; “Who's in the shower? You're gonna question me after what you did? Its Jenna. You wanna speak to her?”, she raises the phone mockingly to the glass, and then I see her eyes widen as if I'm an intruder, one she had forgotten she invited in. Then, her lips curve like she's thought of something. “Fuck you Chris. I'll fucking show you,” she curses on the phone, leaving the bathroom before I can figure her out.  Minutes later I'm drying off , feeling like a new man, reaching for my clothes when I find them missing. Fucking Kayla. I dare not shout, lest she still be arguing with Chris, so I wrap the towel around myself and walk out, seeing wisps of smoke blanket Kayla's face , wafting over her shoulders leaving the air smelling like ash and burnt rubber.  &#x200B; “What the fuck — did you take my clothes,” I demand seeing her sly smile once the smoke streams off. Kayla's sitting crossed legged, her bright candy pink panties on show.  &#x200B; “Tyler, I need to get back at Chris,” she vaguely says.  &#x200B; *Chris ?* I knew Chris. He was in the same course as Kayla, and their finals weren't for another week. I had seen *Chris* at the party, making out with someone who was distinctively not Kayla.  &#x200B; “We didn't go to the party last night because he was *supposed* to be studying," Kayla pulls in another drag. “Motherfucker was studying Brittany in the fucking bathroom,” she takes out her anger on the cigarette, angrily mashing it against the lips of the ashtray .  &#x200B; “So, what do I have to do with any of this?”, I ask eyeing my damn clothes, trying to keep my eyes on hers, and not her underwear.  &#x200B; “Dont be dumb Tyler. You know *exactly* what I mean. I'll just blow you, and tell Chris I blew a random guy. I'll leave your name out of it”.  &#x200B; I reach for my clothes but Kayla pulls them away and outstretched her arm. “I'll fucking throw them out the window”, she says as I wrestle her, our legs and hands tangling like two uncoordinated ballroom dancers.  &#x200B; Just before I manage to manage to pin her wrists down, Kayla flings my clothes to the corner of her room. “You're mental”, I say getting distracted for a second, a second she used to slip my towel off.  &#x200B; “For someone who's so against this, you're oddly excited, or at least", she licks the tip of my cock. "A part of you is". Her lips sent electricity shooting down my spine, my cock slowly engorging in delight.  I looked at her with a mixture of terror and contempt, the latter gaining the upper hand with every degree her sly smile widened.  "Let me show you what I've learnt,” she says. Her words catch me off guard, derailing my train of thought so when I open my mouth, I didn't know what came out. Instead, my grip on Kayla's wrists relent and she wriggles free, propping herself up so she's at eye-level with my cock.  She pulls her T-shirt off, letting her tits finally drop out an readily slurps my cock into her mouth. Within seconds I'm fully erect. She licks my balls, my frenulum, then my cock, all in quick succession until she's deep throating me in a vicious cycle of ecstasy.  My fingers grow restless, lighting tugging at her nipples until they're hard like two pink Hershey's kisses.  With Kayla propped between my legs, I reach my hand back , my fingers trace her slit over her undewear.  “Can I?”. “Mhhmm,” she gurgles with my cock in her mouth, opening just enough that I see strings of saliva coat it. I slowly insert two fingers in, then three pushing into her pussy and find she's already drenched. As I quicken my pace, so does she her mouth.  "I'm close", I have to admit.  Kayla releases her suction off my dick, allowing it to breathe after what seemed like eternity.  “Told you I've got some new tricks up my mouth”, she toys.  “Shame to let all this dick go to waste,” she strokes my member while her eyes glimmer naughtily looking up at me. “Fuck I forgot how thick you are”. Those last few words push me over the edge as lust takes over and I scramble to be in her. “Ive got one right here”, she says seeing me shuffle back wanting to retrieve a condom from my jeans in the bathroom, grabbing one from her bedside drawer instead.  Kayla then falls chest first onto the bed, gradually sliding her ass up forming an erotic arc without saying a word. I knew what was needed of me. Her ass wiggles when she hears me tear the the wrapper open. I pull down her panties, giving her pussy and longing lick.  “Mhhhm,” she coos, her voice dripping with want.  “Fuckkk”, she whimpers as my cock slides in her. An inch at first, circling her entrance, her pussy pulsing and aching for the rest. I hear her voice tremble as I finally push myself all the way in, stretching every inch of her. I plant one hand next to her face while the other reaches down and tugs at her nipple.  Her moans were muffled , lost as she screamed into the bed. This wouldn't do.  “I want to hear how my cock makes you feel”, I say pulling both her hands back together with one of mine, Kayla gasping for air as her face propped up while I thrusted from behind. “Fuck Tyler. Just like that. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop”, she begged.  “You wanted to use me?”, I lean forward whispering into her ear. “This is my pussy now”. My thrusts go deeper into her until I'm bottoming out. Kayla's a moaning, sopping mess, whimpering everytime I push my entire length in her. I see her ass clench, her muscles rippling as she tried to milk me.  “Im gonna cum Tyler. Fuck Fuck ”, she curses with her voice cracking. “Whose pussy is this?” I demand.  “Its your pussy Tyler. Fuck fuck Fu.... ”, her moans cascade until they become a blurry mess as she finally cums, collapsing face first onto the bed while her ass valiantly still pushed back into me.  I rip my condom off, and pull her back up. Kayla starts pressing her tits together and uses them to nuzzle my shaft.  “You used to love this didn't you?”. Her face was drenched with sweat. I could feel my cock load up, its head a dark brooding crimson, ready to explode all over her tits.  “I'm gonna cum”,  I warn.  “On my face. I want your cum all over my face ”, she requests. Kayla takes my cock back in her mouth, casting an erotic spell over it with her tongue swirling over every inch of it.  “Fuck, fuck I'm cumming”. Kayla releases my cock and pushes her tits together once more. Seeing Kayla, her perky tits with their nipples stretched out, her toned body with her muscles panting, her mouth gaping, her tongue wagging, my eyes drink the sight of her in and my cock implodes all over her. The first ropes of cum splatter over her face, while the rest hit her on the chin, and finally settle all over her chest, dripping down her tits.  I glare at her like that for far too long as silence falls over us for the first time.  "Grab my phone and take a picture”, she asks without moving a muscle. I stand there with my cock in my hand like an idiot uncertain if she was joking.  “Take a fucking picture Tyler”, she commands urgently. “Before your cum dries up”.  The sound of the shutter goes off as I take around 5 photos before handing her the phone. “This is fucking perfect”, she gleefully scrolls through the gallery. “Your cum is everywhere — my mouth, my lips, my boobs ! Fuck look at my face, I look fucking spent. Chris is going to be so pissed off”.  “Youre sending the photos to Chris?”, I say from across the room finally gathering my clothes.  “Yeah, that was the whole point. Don't look so glum, you were fucking amazing Tyler”, she tries horrifically to console my shock. “I'm gonna send this to him right now. I would pay to see the look on his face”. “Any chance you could send me one?”. Yes, I'm only human. Sue me.  &#x200B; *Ping* &#x200B; My phone goes off. It was a DM from Kayla. The dimwitted smile I wear is instantly wiped off as Kayla's cackles fill the room. It was a gif, of someone giving me the finger. *Fuck* “Sorry Tyler. You get pictures like this if you date me”. “Oh, a picture of you covered in someone else's cum ?”.   Kayla eyes my like a wolf, her eyes lapping me up. She despised not having the last word and mine had clearly stung.  “May—bee I won't send this to Chris right this second. I do need a shower now after all".  “Oh?”, my eyebrow arcs.  “Come on Tyler, the least you can do after cumming all over me is help wash it all off”.  My head may have shook, but my cock had other ideas, already beginning to stiffen, the curse of having a short refractory period. I grab Kayla by the ass cheeks, and kick the door open to her bathroom as we kiss. “Oh that's probably Chris calling,” Kayla says as I turn hearing her phone go off. “I thought you said —”. Kayla presses her finger towards my lips. “Whoops”, she cockily grins. “Guess you better get your dick in me right now then”.

Short Thicc Big Tiddy Goth Girl Begins to Milk a Cock [F 20s] [M 30s] [Bizarre Breakfast] [Masturbation] a little [Strip Tease] [Oral] [Throatpie] [Hotel Sex] [Prone Bone] [Multiple Orgasms] [Emotional Connection]

[The start](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/103olb2/thicc_big_titty_goth_girl_loses_a_bet_m30s_f20s/) Having showered off the mornings (and previous nights) accumulations so as not to tip off every passerby that he had recently engaged in carnal pleasures, Cal went out to get himself some breakfast. While munching on his bacon strips with macaroni and cheese pancakes at the diner (it was a fun documentary, what can I say), his mind went over the fact that the week had gone from boring business trip to wild... hookup? His brain struggled with what to classify what had happened. The entire situation had weirded him out from the start, but once things had started gaining momentum he realized that he might be developing actual feelings for someone he’d just met, and at random bar called Sputter’s Trough no less. Cal wasn’t one to believe in “love at first site” or “soul mates” since those were just narrative devices used as shortcuts for two people forming a connection in a natural way, because most writers don’t have a good grasp on healthy relationships, and to confuse people with attachment problems both conditioned and neurological, but he couldn’t deny that he was developing a strong attraction to a gothed out gremlin with knockers bigger than his head who wouldn’t meet the height requirements for most adult rides at a park. Abby was likewise wrestling with her own jumble of thoughts on the current situationship with an older (at least compared to the guys she usually dated) out of towner on a business trip that had used wizardry to make a one in a million shot at darts. It was making it harder to focus on avoid questions from her friends about why she looked like she’d just cleaned herself in a hotel bathroom while brunching or whatever (look, I’m not gonna try to pretend like I know what most people do to socialize much less girls in their 20s. Are Tamagachies still a thing?). Valery in particular seemed to be the most curious about what she’d been up to and Abby had to cook up a story about how she’d spent the whole night fighting with her ex over whether his sounding rod was still at her place (don’t look it up, or do I don’t actually care. I’m in no position to kink shame anyone) in order to make it uncomfortable enough that no one wanted to ask any follow up questions with the added bonus of possibly creating a rumor about how much of a deviant he had been (especially since it wasn’t an entirely made up story). She wasn’t in the habit of getting close to anyone to the point that she was pretty sure she’d never even used the word “love” in reference to her last boyfriend of eight months (and she was fairly certain she never did feel that way towards him) and would be hard pressed to remember the one that she had. She always chocked up her closed off approach to being smart enough to not be anyone's fool, but in reality it may have had a little more to do with her tumultuous relationship with her family and their expectations. But unfortunately (at least according to Abby) the parts of her brain that allowed her to keep a safe distance from others were still asleep that morning when Cal was inside her as she watched him in the bathroom mirror. Her defenses had slipped up and allowed an intruder to reach her vulnerable interior, and to make things worse he’d made her feel really really good while doing it. Cal finished his food and tried to figure out what to do with the rest of his Saturday. Abby’s assertion that she would be back hadn’t really given him any sort of specific time table to work with. Were they going to have dinner together? Was she going to show up unannounced at 10:15 pm? The thought of texting her so soon to find out made him feel a little too awkward so he went with the path that didn’t require him to make any decisions at all. This entailed going back to his room to watch movies and YouTube videos about lists of the Top 5 scariest ghost videos involving goats until he heard from her. After breaking away from her friends, Abby went back to her place (lurking outside for a few minutes to make sure her ex wasn’t planning an ambush when she got back) and jumped in the shower, basking in the hot water and listen to Prince sing about Pussy Control. Her mind wandered to the pair of her panties sitting on the floor where she had stripped them off and noticed that they still had a small spot where some of Cal’s cum had leaked out of her while she was eating. She explored herself and found that there was still a small amount left inside and scooped out what little she could. With the warm water running over her back, she placed her fingers in her mouth and tasted him again. The dirtiness of what she was doing and the memory of how he felt on top of her made her twitch inside and she had to rub herself to orgasm before she could finish washing herself off. Even though she was still a little sore from the multiple times his cock had pounded her, remembering it as she pumped her fingers in and out while leaning up against the shower wall with her other hand still made her gush on herself. At about the same time, Cal was in a similar state of stroking himself to the thought of Abby’s enormous breasts bouncing as she rode him. He could almost sense how her thighs felt as he squeezed them. What finally caused him to reach that final hurdle was the how her eyes had looked in the mirror when they came together. His ejaculate sprayed out on his chest and arm harder than he’d expected and he couldn’t help saying “Oh fuck!” out loud in both surprise and ecstasy. He had to take off the shirt he was wearing and toss it in the dirty cloths bag. Climbing out of the shower, Abby stared at herself in the foggy mirror, wet bangs sticking to her forehead, her face free of any makeup and for a moment she felt… scared, exposed. How could whatever this was be anything at all? Cal was going to be gone in a week and she’d be back to either being on her own again (which she was accustomed to) or (in a doomed cycle) combing through the dregs of the area in hopes of finding someone who didn’t annoy her so much that she had to keep herself from stabbing them. She was finally able to convince herself that the reason she felt this way about him was because she didn’t know anything about him yet, and reasoned that when she did finally get to know him (or he finally go to know her) it would end in a shouting match and they would never see each other again. Yup, she concluded, that’s how it was going to be. She did, however, concede to no one in particular that there was no reason she couldn’t enjoy herself while it lasted. Besides, she still had to pay him back for… “You rubbed my feet.” Abby stated matter of factly after Cal had closed his hotel room behind her. Of all the ways he had pondered the reunion while passing the time until he received a text that she was on her way over at around 6:45, this was not one of them. After getting the message. he had suddenly felt incredibly nervous for reasons that were beyond him, not too dissimilar to the anticipation of the first night. He also realized how desperate he had been to hear from her again and when he had, a sudden anxious sense that something might go wrong bubbled up. This time, Abby had manifested at his door in a much more toned down look, though she’d still made herself up more than Cal felt the situation required. She’d thrown on a low cut t-shirt with a Nosferatu face that did nothing to hide the jiggle of her breasts when she moved and the outside pajama pants that were almost Christmasy, if you didn’t look too close at the severed heads, usually worn for late night runs to the store along with what looked like a leather dog collar. Her hair was mostly straight this time, seeming flow even further down her back. She was also carrying a lime green tote bag in addition to her purse that was probably the thing that stood out the most in contrast. The accusatory tone of Abby’s words threw him off more than what she’d actually said. “Is that a crime around these parts, sheriff?” he replied in confusion. Abby glared at him like she didn’t appreciate his lack of seriousness on the subject, then grabbed his face and pulled his mouth to her dark red lips, kissing him deeply. Cal squeezed her close and returned her kiss enthusiastically before she finally broke it off. “No one’s ever rubbed my feet before, or much else other than my spectacular tits, so now I have to return the favor.” Cal understood the individual words that came out of her (very enticingly shaped) mouth, but the way she strung them together seemed to be some kind of incomprehensible local dialect. “You.. really don’t owe me anything…” She cut him off with a black nailed finger on his mouth. “I won’t have you bringing it up later in order to get what you want, so I’m making us even. Whether you like it or not,” Abby confirmed to him and began to pull off his pants. Cal was getting deja vu to when she had nearly tackled him on his way out of the bar when they first met after he had narrowly escaped spending at least everything he’d made that month or more getting five girls plastered. He couldn’t imagine what splitting a bill with her must be like. “Soooo are you gonna rub *my* feet now?” Cal tried in vain to make any sense of what was happening. “Ew, no!” Abby looked like he’d asked her to file down his calluses. “I’m gonna wring ever last drop out of your balls.” The exchange rate for foot massages made less sense than English currency, but Cal couldn’t bring himself to debate the issues as he already felt her soft hand gently massaging his now hardening cock. “Here, sit on the bed before you fall down and lets get to it.” She commanded as she led him like an almost (but not quite) five foot tall child with a dick leash. Cal complied and after taking a seat on the edge, Abby moved next to him and started kissing him again while maintaining her purposeful grip on his shaft. He moaned a little into her mouth as her scent made him squeeze her closer to him. This time it was less perfumey and more fruity and subtle from her lotion. Her fingertips were now lightly gliding over his now fully hard member. He broke the kiss with a gasp as he felt her thumb begin to press circles into his glans. “Fuck you’re good at that,” he breathed out, his eyes closed and his hand squeezing into the soft side of Abby’s waist. “Oh, we’re just getting started, buddy,” she grinned back wickedly. Her expression contrasted with the tenderness of her touch as she got down on her knees and moved her face up to his crotch. “Now, let’s get the first one out of the way…” Abby began to lightly lick along the length of Cal’s shaft, slowly going from base to tip then back down to his balls. She took one, then the other, in her mouth and sucked softly on it while gripping him a little tighter and pumping her hand. Cal couldn’t help put his hands on her head, feeling her silky dark hair as she worked on him like someone on a mission. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to last long when she put him past her lips and began to suck up and down his throbbing cock. She gagged a little as she took him down her throat, but kept up the steady pace until he filled mouth with his first load of the night. She gulped it down as several globs splashed against the back of her throat and sucked the remaining little bit out, linger just a few seconds more to make Cal whimper at the over stimulation before finally releasing him with a satisfied pop. “Holy fuck that was good!” Cal exclaimed while still clearing the fogginess from his head. Abby grinned up at him proudly. “I know, but don’t crap out on me yet…” She stood up and slid her hand along his cheek to draw his attention to her. Slowly she began to sway and took her breasts in her hands, pushing them up and bouncing them a little under the loose fabric of her shirt. She continued to put on a little show as she caressed her body. Turning around, she made her ass jiggle for him before sliding her bottoms off to reveal she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Cal sat entranced as he felt life begin to return to his spent cock at watching Abby strip for him. With a little flourish, she undid and removed her bra without taking off her top in order to give him a tantalizing, anticipation filled boob drop that made his mouth begin to water. Her smooth, pale skin seemed to almost glow in the dimming light from outside as the sun continued to set. Swaying closer to him, she placed Cal’s hands on her massive tits and squeezed his fingers into them. He brought her puffy nipple to his mouth and gave it a little kiss before sucking on it, causing Abby to exhale loudly as she watched him. She played with his hair as she smiled to herself. Finally she pulled his mouth off of her and gave him another brief kiss before climbing on the bed behind him and laying on her round tummy. She spread her legs apart, fully exposing her perfect little innie. “How about you get to work putting that second load in me while I take a break from doing all the work…” She smiled back at him with a seductive glint in her eye. Cal didn’t need to be told twice as he scrambled on top of her. By now his cock was definitely hard enough to slide over her moist slit. Even though it was still wet from her sloppy blow job, Cal took his time getting a good coating of her juices on his shaft before mounting and pressing himself in her waiting opening. Abby let out an unrestrained groan as he filled her up. Propped up on her elbows, Cal began to move into her prone body, his crotch making soft slapping sounds against her phat ass as he grunted. She grabbed one of the pillows and hugged it as he took her. “Yeah, that’s it baby, use it like a fuck hole…” she moaned out. He started kissing over her shoulder as he felt her tightness and she turned her head so they could lock mouths again as he started to speed up. After several minutes Abby could feel herself getting closer as she clutched the pillow tighter. “Oh fuck, don’t stop! Keep going like that! Your gonna make me cum if you keep using me like a fleshlight!” The dirty talk spurred Cal to thrust harder. He could feel his balls struggling to release their contents as he tried to hold on long enough to feel the gush of her orgasm. “Call me a slut…” Abby groaned out as she focused on her walls being stretched. “Make me your little slutty fuck toy…” Cal drove her over the edge when he growled into her ear, “Cum on me you fucking slut!” The flood gates burst and she drenched him, biting into the pillow to muffle her cries as she felt him spill in response to her clenching muscles. Not having any bedding handy, Cal did what he could by burying his face in her hair in the hopes that he wouldn’t be too loud as pump after pump of seed filled her warm pussy. After one final thrust, he slid out slowly and propped himself up on his side to catch his breath. His eyes wandered to the beads of sweat forming on Abby’s flawless back, glinting on a sea of alabaster that was one of the sexiest sights he’d ever witnessed. Abby sighed contentedly and turned to face him, her smile glowing in the post nut haze. “Mmm that’s number two, you fucking stud.” She reached down and began to idly play with his wet cock, causing him to whimper slightly. “Maybe we should order food before we go for round three.” “How many rounds are we looking at?” Cal asked with a slightly nervous chuckle. The only response he got was a wild cackle and a slap on the thigh. They ended up ordering Chinese from a place one of Abby’s friends worked at before she realized that said friend might be the one to deliver it to her hotel sex dungeon. Cal insisted he pay for the food, citing that he would get reimbursed by his job so it was really them footing the bill as long as they didn’t go too nuts. Abby allowed this, rationalizing that she would never owe a corporation anything since corporations weren’t people, despite what the old crusty shit stains on the Supreme Court said. After the food arrived (thankfully not being carried by her friend, but she had hidden in the bathroom just in case until they were alone again) they sat on the bed snuggled against each other while gobbling up noodles and dumplings and giving each other glances like a couple of eighth graders with a crush along with the periodic caress or casual poke. Cal was the first to actually broach a question. “So… how long you lived here?” “My whole life, so far.” Abby answered through a mouth full of lo mein. “What’s that like?” he followed up. She swallowed, “Sucks. I’d leave if I could afford to, but right now I can’t.” “What do you do for work?” Cal was about to pop a dumpling in his mouth but paused to add, “If you don’t mind my asking.” Abby let out a derisive snort, “Just jumping from one job to another enough to keep my head above water. Nice thing about small shitty towns, not enough people want to live here for the rent to be too high. As long as I can make enough to keep from having to barter with my parents, I’m doing okay.” “Barter? Like, with eggs and corn?” This got her to bark out a laugh. “No, dork. Like, I acknowledge that they exist by going to dinner and family functions and if I’m really desperate, let them arrange a date with one of their rich friends sons or nephews or whatever and they ‘loan’ me some cash out of the benevolence of their shrunken, bigoted little hearts.” Cal was starting to get an idea where the attitude and fashion choices came from. “That bad, huh?” Abby poked at her food with her chopsticks. “Worse. My whole life has been, ‘Do this, don’t do that, proper girls don’t wear combat boots, you’ll never land a decent husband tarting yourself up like a whore’. They’ve been trying to marry me off as some kind of medieval business offering to their little group of snob buddies since my period started.” She picked out a piece of chicken and glared at it like it was responsible for something. “Yeah, definitely sound like it sucks.” Cal leaned over and tenderly kissed the side of her head before getting back to his dumplings. “One time, get this, one time,” she popped the offending meat into her mouth, crushing it with her teeth like the scum it was, “they set me up on a date with this douche bag and before I’d even met him -he was in a different school district- they told me ‘He’s a really nice young man,’” her voice became nasally in what Cal assumed was a parody of a pair of WASPs with sticks up their butts, “’and his family are good people.’ By good they meant had a lot more money and were higher up the ladder at my dad’s work. ‘And do try to behave *for once*.’” She almost spat the mangled chicken back out with the last part. “That’s kind of really messed up,” Cal wasn’t sure what else to say. “And you know how old I was? Fifteen!” Abby was starting to get worked up. “And to top it all off, you know how old he was?” Cal let the question hang in the air, not sure if it was rhetorical. “Motherfuckin *nineteen*!” Her eye was beginning to do the twitchy thing that it did when she was getting close to snapping as she stared at nothing in particular. “The fucker had already graduated and I just starting my freshman year. And even that didn’t stop him from trying to…” She cut herself off as she realized that she was revealing way more than she should be. Somehow he had gotten her talking about herself in a way that she rarely did even around her close friends, and especially not while sober. The “date” hadn’t ended at all like her parents had hoped when the “nice guy” ended up in the hospital getting double digit stitches on his hand where she’d stabbed her fanged skull key chain that doubled as spiked knucks Wolverine style into it when he was clearly not willing to take ‘no’ for an answer. Charges hadn’t been pressed on either end even though Abby had wanted to (and despite what the whining twat kept threatening as he bled all over his car seat) but her parents made it clear that the whole thing must have been her fault. It warmed her in the cockles on cold nights to know he would probably have a nasty scar for the rest of his life and hoped it reminded him of her. And people still wondered why she had trust issues. Abby took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, “Anyway.” She looked down at her food, deciding she was done eating. “Sorry, that was probably more than you wanted to hear…” After a short silence, Cal said, “Man, I’m lucky I didn’t try to run away from you at the bar before giving you what you wanted.” It took a few seconds for Abby to get what he was saying, but when it clicked she started laughing so hard she snorted, which only made her laugh more. With the mood lightened, she nuzzled her head into his side and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, giving her a soothing rub. She couldn’t tell why she felt so comfortable with him, of all people. Maybe it was because at no point had he ever reminded her of her father. Cal kissed the top of her head some more and they proceeded to clear up the remaining food and stash it away in the mini fridge to possibly be heated up later in the little microwave, or be forgotten about until the next time someone tried to stash leftovers in there. After climbing back into bed, Abby snuggled up to him again and they started making out. With dinner out of the way, they took their time slowly exploring each others bodies. Cal took several minutes exploring the tattoo pattern on her arm, tracing over it with his fingers while she watched his face, trying to figure out what the unfamiliar emotion she was having was. She, in turn, took her time caressing and pawing at his chest, causing him to let out an embarrassing giggle when she started playing with his little permahard nipples which she found equally fascinating. This only made the phantom feelings she was having even stronger. Eventually, however, the intrusive thoughts of the past found her again and Abby shook off whatever it was she was slowly sinking in to as she sat up. “Well, time to get back to work.” She announced like a cock foreman after the whistle blew. “I mean, when you make it sounds like that…” Cal replied sarcastically. Abby gave a pitying sigh. “Oh you silly boy,” she shook her head, “You poor poor summer child.” She began scooting her way over to edge of the bed where the tote she’d brought lay. “You really have no clue what I have planned, do you?”

[F] Sex with a college basketball player in the library stairwell

When i was a senior in college, I spent basically my entire senior year hooking up with this guy on the basketball team. One night out, we crossed paths while I was in line at a popular bar near campus and he was coming out to use his phone. At this point, we had only hooked up maybe 2 or 3 times so we started talking and shortly after, we decided to leave together. While walking back towards campus he said he wanted to "do it somewhere different. somewhere unique". Finals week was next week and having just spent a ton of time in the library, I blurted out " the library!". We made our way to the library at 10 or so on a Saturday night so there was a fair amount of people there. We got all kinds of funny looks for probably a million reasons not limited to my outfit (an orange low cut tank, a short bandage skirt and nude heels), the fact that he was this massive basketball player and I'm a 5' blonde girl and we were both stumbling around a bit. We made our way to the elevator and talked about where to go. While in the elevator, I was convinced he was going to just hit the emergency stop button and we were going to do it right there. We went to the fourth floor, which was usually a pretty empty floor with older stacks and less study space. We got off the elevator and walked around the floor, still garnering some amusing looks from the few studious ones. He ended up pulling me into a stairwell while no one was looking and it was on. We went down to the landing and everything started moving fast and furious. His hands were all over me and mine were all over him. He pulled my tits out and hiked my skirt up as fast as I think anyone has in my life lol. He pushed my shoulders against the wall and then down and I pulled his dick out and started blowing him. I remember him holding my arms over my head and face fucking me against the wall and at one point gave me a high five mid blowjob saying "this is fucking awesome" lol. We had some very rough, intense sex; using the railings as a leg hold, the stairs for some unique riding positions, etc. The riskiness added to even the basic acts like sucking his dick. We didn't really bother keeping it down and the intensity led to some interesting bruises on my body the next day. After we finished, we were sweating and exhausted. We pulled our clothes back on and left the stairwell, enjoying and laughing about all the looks from people who clearly knew what just happened. We ended up going back to my apartment and had some more fun. We fooled around in the library quite a bit after. We never had full on sex again but it became kind of an inside joke where he'd text me " are you in the library?" and that was code for " wanna give me a blowjob?" lol. We moved around a bit and I'd blow him a few times in the stacks and the stairwell but it all started on a random night of sex! I had some great sex adventures with him and that was the very first

My wi[F]e and her [F]riend have some Halloween fun with [M]e.

To read about our previous adventure with Jessica, click [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jge6ip/my_wife_and_her_friend_surprise_me_with_a/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) It was Halloween. Molly thought t’d be fun to spring for a VIP pass to a local haunted house attraction and invite Jessica along. No argument here, Jessica and I always get along, especially since last time. Jessica showed up at our place and I took her coat, which she made sure to note was pretty sweet. Since it was Halloween we were all in costume. I was dressed as Robin Hood. Molly was in her pirate get-up with half her face painted to look like a skull, and Jessica was dressed as Sansa Stark circa GoT season 5. I had a fire going on in the back yard, so we all hung out and had some drinks, and then we headed to the haunted house. After the haunted house we went over to Jessica’s house, and she invited us in for a nightcap. Jessica is a very sex positive person, and her house shows it. Her bedroom has a large print of two girls getting it on hanging on the wall, and sex toys abound in the room. She gave us our drinks, and then disappeared to the back to slip into something a bit more comfortable. I mentioned to Molly that it seemed like Jessica was gunning for a replay of our previous excursion. Molly just grinned slyly. As if to confirm my suspicion, Jessica reemerged wearing nothing at all and said, “Why don’t you two come back to the bedroom.” She didn’t have to tell us twice. She and Molly started making out, as Molly shed her clothes as quickly as possible. I was content to enjoy when they both looked at me and beckoned me to come over. Both girls took off my shirt and licked and kissed me from my abs all the way up to my neck, and before I knew it, all three of us were making out. Molly got on the bed, and motioned to her pussy with here eyes. Message received pound and clear. I dove between her legs and ate her out. Meanwhile Jessica climbed on Molly’s face so Molly could do the same to her. All I could hear was Molly’s muffled moaning, mixed with Jessica’s screams of ecstasy. They both orgasmed at the same time, after which Jessica collapsed on the bed. But Molly wasn’t quite done. “Fuck me, now!” She demanded. I could only comply and slid right in. Jessica fingered herself while she watched me and Molly go at it. I plowed away as Molly’s eyes rolled back and she bit her bottom lip as if she was trying to stave off the onslaught of endorphins. “Fuck! I’m cumming!” She screamed, but she still wasn’t done. She got on all fours and started eating Jessica out again, but this time I was fucking her from behind. I couldn’t take it any more. I pulled out and shot my load it landed on Molly’s shoulder, slowly dripping down her back. Molly looked back at me and smiled, slightly disappointed that she didn’t get to cum a third time, but also mildly impressed at my distance. Jessica looked at me while Molly was still going to town on her. “Come here.” She said. I was still dazed and it didn’t register. “Come here please.” She said a little louder. I did as I was told and the next thing I knew, her mouth was around my dick. I admired the girl’s determination, but felt like I was pretty spent and told her as much. She held up her finger as if to shush me and pulled me closer. I don’t know what kind of magic she used, but damn if I didn’t grow inside her mouth. As Mollly licked away on Jessica’s cooch, I could feel each moan. I felt myself reaching climax again and tried to pull away, but Jessica held tight, and swallowed every last drop. Now I was truly done, and it looked like the girls were too. Jessica’s bed is pretty small, so I opted to go sleep on the couch. As I was falling asleep, I heard the girls giggling and fooling around a bit more, which , to be honest, turned me on a bit. I woke up a bit later to Molly cuddling up to me on the sofa which just made me love the girl even more. Stay tuned for the third and final chapter of my and Molly’s escapades with Jessica.

[B/S] update on mine and my sister’s secretive hotel sex

Just a little update as to what myself and my sister have been doing recently, nothing too crazy. Last weekend was my sister’s birthday weekend, her birthday being on Saturday. On Friday, the day before, we planned ahead like always and she told our mum that she was ‘going out with her friends for the night’ to celebrate her early birthday with them. Instead, obviously I booked us a hotel for the night so we could celebrate by having early birthday sex. We got to the hotel and into our room, the first thing we did was get intimate. Kissing and feeling each other, like we were a couple that hadn’t seen each other in forever. We then had sex and chilled for a little while. The hotel we were in had a very posh restaurant next door so I took my sister in there for a meal, acting like a couple. We got a few people tell us that we were a good looking couple and looked cute together which was heart warming. After the meal we went back up to our room and spent the rest of our night there. All cosy and cuddled up in bed watching tv. We had sex once more before going to sleep. Woke up the next morning, had a shower together and went back home.

Me and he GF organized her Birthday just so we could let her experience her outdoor fantasy.

We never held back when talking about our fantasies that we wanted to come true. Even Anna's GF/Lover, was aware of the things we wanted to do. Anna was at work and me and Dale were naked in the hot tub which wasn't unusual, although there was never anything happen without Anna we were always comfortable being naked, yes we teased each other but not much more. We discussed Anna's birthday and I told her I wanted her to have a birthday like she had never had before. Now Dale has an amazing mind which I loved, she was as dirty as us. She came out with the idea, "We can go to the walking area and have a picnic". I thought that was lame and told her so. "You really are slow sometimes Johnny, what is one of her outdoor fantasies that she always talks about?" It suddenly clicked. One of Anna's more outrageous fantasies was to be stripped naked and tied to a tree, for up to an hour and see if anyone would touch her or try to rescue her. Dale said that as we would be close by we could keep her there as long as possible and we can stop people from untying her. I loved the idea I just hope Anna would. The picnic was great and as evening fell and it became darker Dale looked at me and nodded her head. I leaned in and began kissing Anna, as I did Dale took out her handcuffs and secured Anna's hands behind her back. We hadn't thought it through, we forgot to take her top off, not a problem as Dale said "Baby girl I will buy you a new top" then ripped Anna's top off. Dale then lead Anna to a tree, which was just off the main track but she could still be seen to passers by. I took the rope we had brought tied her legs up they were apart and placed the rope around her neck and secured it behind the tree. The idea then was to remove the cuffs and replace them with rope. Dale had forgotten the keys. I tied rope to the cuffs and trailed it around the tree. Anna's breathing was heavy she was already turned on, I felt her pussy it was soaked. Anna's wraparound skirt was then removed and her panties ripped off. Dale then placed a sign around Anna' neck, "FUCK ONLY NO RESCUE", we then moved away and sat and watched if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened apart from Anna peeing a couple of times (Quite sexy), me and Dale were going to call a halt to it as it seemed like nothing was going to happen then we heard voices and stepped back. A couple of men, one probably in his 20's and the other a lot older came into view. I thought they were going to walk passed at first but the younger one stopped probably because the sound of running water as Anna had anther pee (She was very nervous).He said something to the other guy by the looks of it he was telling the younger guy to go for it. We watched as he started putting his hands on Anna, he grabbed her breasts and pulled at her nipples and without ceremony, stuck his fingers inside her, we could see Anna's legs almost buckling as he rammed her with his fingers. He was hot to watch, especially when she came all over his hand and then forced her to lick and suck his fingers clean. The he turned and rejoined the older guy, me and Dale were disappointed, because we hoped there would be more. Dale decided to go and check Anna was OK, she was still shaking from her orgasm but otherwise she was OK. However the older guy suddenly turned up and Dale couldn't get away so she got on her knees and started licking Anna's pussy. The older guy was now close to them both, he offered his cock to Dale who refused it, (Mine was the only cock she would touch she was 95% for women only) Dale moved aside and gave him space then she began kissing Anna, he bent down and sucked Anna's nipples and lined up his cock and pushed forward and began to fucked Anna slowly, (Not how she wanted to be taken), Dale began shouting at him to "Damn well fuck her or go home" and he picked up the pace, this guy had some stamina, he was really pounding away at her I could hear her shouting her usual obscenities and with Dale sucking her nipples it just made her louder. I guess he was fucking her for 5 mins before he finally went still. He said something to Dale, then disappeared from my view, Dale gave me a thumbs up sign. The guy returned again with the young guy, this time the guy got his cock out and pushed it straight into Anna, he didn't waste time and he didn't last long either filling Anna after only a few strokes, with that they both disappeared. I came out of hiding, and Dale began to untie Anna but I stopped her, no way was I going to miss out, I drove my cock into her, Dale got behind me, then as she had done before, she pushed two fingers in my ass which made me fuck Anna deeper and harder, the whole time I was in her I could feel Anna leaking over my cock, I came pretty much at the same time as Anna, and fell forward onto her and kissed her hard. We untied her and she began thanking us for the experience. It was a shame it was just the two of them but it was another fantasy achieved for her. We passed her the skirt to put back on "What the hell is the point, everything else I had has gone so this may as well" With that she grabbed our arms and we walked to the car. We needed fuel on the way home and Anna turned to Dale and told her to get her top off and fuel the car topless and go pay for it the same way. As Dale went in to pay Anna just said "And that is another fantasy fulfilled".

(NSFW 18+) CHAPTER 1: Humiliation of the Dragon - A [CFNM] [SPH] [ENM] tale of Embarrassing Exposure (all main characters in their 20’s; all other characters are 30+)

“What’s so important that you need to drag me out of bed at noon to bring me to the lake? I’m normally still sleeping!” Alicent whines. “Trust me, this is going to be worth it.” Rhaenyra hints. Rhaenyra and Alicent walk a dirt path behind the castle, winding along a lake surrounded by dense forest. They turn around a bend as Rhaenyra leads them off the path and closer to the water. “Are we going swimming? I’m not dressed to swim!” Rhaenyra turns to Alicent with a finger over her lips, signaling her to stay quiet. Rhaenyra’s eyes then motion up, telling Alicent to peek over the top of the large boulder they’re hiding behind. “We’re not going swimming…” Rhaenyra whispers. She and Alicent peer over the top of their cover, and Alicent’s mood quickly turns. “…But he is!” Rhaenyra smiles as they both take in the sight: facing away from them is a lean young man, Devon, bathing in the lake… completely naked. “Oh my!” Alicent’s eyes go wide, seeing his bare backside totally revealed from his knees up. “How did you know he’d be there?” “I can see this spot from my window, but I wanted a closer look!” Rhaenyra giggles. “Has he been there long?” Alicent asks. “He just arrived. He’s been coming every other morning to bathe.” “Have you been watching him bathe every other day?” Alicent questions. “What else am I supposed to do? Not look at the naked man outside my window?” Rhaenyra says. “That’s fair.” Alicent shrugs. “I wonder if he’ll turn around…” Rhaenyra quickly looks over to her friend, reacting to her bold comment with a smirk. She looks behind them, and picks up a small rock. “Stay low, and quiet!” Rhaenyra says. Alicent nods. Both of them peeking over the boulder, Rhaenyra hurls the small rock forward, landing it in the leaf litter of the trees closer to Devon. The noise alerts Devon, and he instantly throws his hands to his crotch to hide his shame, before he slowly turns around to look behind, to the shore. Except, he sees nobody. Not even the two young women hiding behind the rocks, eyeing his front side up and down eagerly. “Must have been the wind.” He mutters, and drops his hands to his sides. Rhaenyra and Alicent can barely contain their excitement, but they know they have to be silent. Alicent simply grabs Rhaenyra’s hand and squeezes tightly. “Oh my…!” Alicent whispers. “Look at that!” “Amazing, isn’t it?” Rhaenyra smiles. “It’s so… small!” Alicent giggles. Rhaenyra can’t contain her own laughter, but the two women manage to keep quiet enough. “Is it just cold?” Alicent asks. “Even so, that’s just embarrassing!” Rhaenyra exclaims. The two women continue giggling as they watch Devon lather himself across his body, rinsing his chest and legs in the freezing lake, water dripping off of his hanging cock and balls, jiggling with each of his movements. “Look at his cock bounce…” Rhaenyra whispers. “I can’t take my eyes off of it!” Alicent giggles. “This was well worth the hike…” Alicent’s eyes suddenly drift to the ground right behind Rhaenyra… And she sees Devon’s clothes, all piled up. Alicent gasps, and Rhaenyra looks down to see why. In that moment their eyes meet, and mischievous smiles grow across their faces. “We can’t leave him here naked…” Alicent says. “Maybe we can’t, but I can!” Rhaenyra laughs, picking up the pile of clothes and taking one last look up and down at Devon, still totally bared and unaware with everything on display. Then, quietly, Rhaenyra starts sneaking away, Alicent starts to follow before an idea hits Rhaenyra. “Tell him you saw someone run off with these to the market! He’ll think someone’s selling his clothes!” “Rhaenyra, that’s malicious! I love it!” Alicent beams. “Go! Go!” She sends Rhaenyra off, before peeking back over at the nude man. After a few minutes have passed, Devon shakes off his body and shivers from the cold. Walking up the shore, Alicent watches his shriveled cock bounce between his legs as he steps nearer and nearer to her. Quickly, she comes up with her scheme. As Devon approaches the rocks… Alicent appears before him. *END OF CHAPTER 1*

The beginning [M39 F28] (rope, anal)

We'd met for the first time for coffee time flys and we both agree we want more, so headed back to a hotel room, as soon as we walked in, I sit down in the desk chair and said "Little girl, I want you to stand in front of me and strip now please".  Your eye's were full of fear and in trepidation (mixed with lust), but you slowly begin to remove your clothes.  Standing completely naked front of me I can see how uncomfortable you are, but your breathing has increased and I can see how wet you are... "Baby girl, I want your hands on your head and your legs wider, please", I wait watching you follow my direction.  "little wide, please".  I wait knowing your both uncomfortable and horny as my eyes drink in your nakedness.  I stand slowly and circling you, hand gentle roaming your body "don't move little one", hand caresses the underneath of your breast, running down your body as i circle, down between your ass cupping a cheek.... "hmmm I'm going to enjoy this" whisper into your ear from behind.  You feel a hand run up your chest and around your throat, as the other one moves down between your legs. "Hmmm my little slut is dripping" as I grip your pussy fingers exploring... "can you feel that" I ask pushing my erection into ass cheek. You can feel it through me jeans, "yes, Daddy", "before the night is through, it is going to be deep in your ass". Taking my fingers out, I gently push them into your mouth, tightening my grip on your throat as you clean my fingers.  My hands leave your body, "smack" I mark you ass with a beautiful hand print, I hear you catch your breath.... i keep circling.... As I move back in front of you, I watch your eyes tracking my movement.  Reaching out I gentle roll your nipple between my thumb and finger, needing and squeezing, my other hand grabs the other nipple using them to pull you forward.   Like a good girl your hands don't move from your head and legs stay wide.  I kiss you with gentle passion, continuing to pull on your nipples, I feel a moan through my lips and you can feel me smile.... Standing back, I can see your chest moving up and down with deep lust filled breaths.  Stepping close and I run my fingers through your very wet pussy, gently feeling and massaging your pussy and clit.  So gentle, so soft fingers alternating between your clit and pushing gently into you.  Your working up towards cumming and you feel my other hand moving up to your hair, grabbing a painful handful, pulling your head back, "DO NOT CUM, little one".  I switch from gentle to rough forcing my fingers deep inside as you struggle not to cum......breathing is ragged now as you fight it.  I bite your earlobe "hhhmmm" you hear me growl....then I stop.... step away and leave you panting..... "Little girl, I want you on the bed kneeling, feet hanging off the edge but knees on the bed, legs as wide as you can please" you obey "now face down and arms back alongside your legs", again you do it.  You can hear me rummaging through my bag and then you feel your arm being secured to your ankle with a soft rope. When I'm finished your secure and your pussy and ass are displayed and accessible....you feel my fingers toying with your pussy and ass, running and probing.....as you feel lube being pours all over your ass running down through you pussy.  "Does my little girl want to be fucked?", "Please Daddy" you reply as I push a finger deep into your ass in one smother stroke, buried to my knuckle, my other hand i push two fingers in deep into your pussy...  I can hear you begin in moan working back up to orgasm.  God you are getting close, fingers in you ass and pussy sawing in and out...just as you get close i pull out letting you come down with no orgasm... you feel a vibrator being pushed in on the lowest setting...not enough to cum but enough to frustrate and keep you close You hear my clothes being removed and know that I'm completely naked, something you have never seen and cannot see right now.  You know I'm standing back looking at you, watching you....you feel the vibrator slowly being pulled out of you....with no preamble I push my cock deep into your pussy, my stomach against your ass. Hand tight in your hair you head is pulled back as I'm fucking you hard now, you hear an almost animalistic growl. Your head and neck are at an awkward angle and its uncomfortable, but you you're loving every second on it..."Smack"..."Smack"..."Smack"..."Smack"...as i alternate from check to check.  Your ass now bright red as I continue to spank and fuck you hard.  More lube is poured onto your ass, as 2 fingers are pushed in...pushing in and out in time with my cock. You feel me pull out and the tip of my cock touches you ass, then pressure as it slowly pushes in.  You feel me push past any resistance, till I'm balls deep.  I pause hand still wrapped in your hair, holding you tight against me. "I'm going to fuck you now Little One and I'm not going to stop until your ass is full of my cum"... After a pause, I start to fuck you without abandonment, beginning with long slow strokes building and building until all you can hear is the loud slapping of our bodies. "you can cum if you need too". Without pause you start coming, I don't stop fucking you harder and harder...you feel me expanding as I explode in your ass pushing deep with each stroke until I'm well and truly empty.  You feel me pull out, untie your wrists and sit down behind you.  "Baby girl, you need to clean up this mess now" as you climb down on shaky legs and crawl to me between my legs and clean every inch of my cock and balls...the beginning of a long hot night..